Death Note Role Play Clan

Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand.


It is with great reluctance that I announce my departure from this site (again). This time, I plan on making my final farewells a little more final. I will no longer maintain this “J” account and have no further interest in any other persona I occupied within and without this site and its affiliates (and a few other, smaller areas where I have crept before). Please bear in mind that I am writing this while in desperate need for sleep, so my normal level of coherent speaking might be a bit compromised.

I first joined the site sometime in April of 2008. I remained relatively inactive during this period, there really wasn’t much on the site that attracted my attention; I had merely desired to try something “new”, as it was the first time I’d had regular access to the Internet. Before long, however, I discovered a few people scattered around the site dwelling in its clans that I could actually call equals. By equal, I mean people I felt I could identify with on some, tiny level. There were even a few that were so completely familiar in the way they, shall we say, carried themselves that I almost felt as if I was talking to myself. It was a strange feeling, but it was welcome.
The Death Note RP, while stemming from a fad centered around a highly idealized story, became a haven for my more creative side. Before I joined the clan I rarely ventured to do much in the way of creative writing. I didn’t really feel like I had it in me to create compelling stories and I still don’t think I do. However, I came away from the RP with a writing spirit nonetheless and have now produced a plethora of poems, songs, short stories, etc. This is the positive light I’d like to cast upon the RP: it nurtured my muse until I started on my path to becoming a writer of sorts. That is the positive light I’d like to cast on everyone who was ever involved with the RP alongside myself.
The times when I could simply say thank you to you all for making a wonderful RP are long since passed. We haven’t even written anything in over half a year! It’s safe to say (and it has been for a while now) that the core members (myself included, you can blame me, too) have no further interest in what used to be a fun little distraction from the dullness that was the real world. It is now time to focus on a life that doesn’t revolve around a killer notebook and geniuses from all across the Earth. To be blunt, growing up is a real bitch, but it’s something we all have to face.

Do not take my words and think I am ashamed of the time I “wasted” on all of this. I actually feel blessed to have met all of you. I am tired, though. Before I allow myself to dwell on depressing thoughts of abandonment and creative stagnation I will leave as silently as I came.

I only wish that it could have lasted a bit longer, if not the RP, then our fun little conversations. Andrea, Nina, Rob, and all the rest… Thanks for the memories. --J