Dear PCF,
This thread is dedicated to one of the nicest and overall best friend whom i met over the internet - Edgard neek marr.
I met Edgard here in Entropia i think 2007 - 2008, i remember i met him at the old sweating place "Camp phoenix" if i recall correctly, it was where feffoids and cornundacuada was before. It was quite a usual day, hunting some feffoids using my Killian longsword or some other type of low level longblade.
I asked around in camp phoenix if anyone wanted to go hunt, and got a reply from Edgard, sure he said.
We went hunting and after the hunt he asked if i wanted to continue but unfortunatley i had 0 PEDs left, and without hesitation he gave me 250PEDs to me to be able to repair my sword and go out hunt again, and which we did.
And from there everything took of, we logged on each day and did stuff together, always talked to each other. And later on we became crafting buddys
.
We both shared our PEDs, we had what we called "One budget" and gambled almost everyday, either level 2 amplifiers, or some (L) blueprint, but mostly we crafted Killian longswords.
Both of us had quite low income IRL, as which we shared our PEDs, and our goal always was, and still is for me to get the "Jamaican Hof" to be able to get such a great hof to be able to withdrawl and finally meet IRL and go to Jamaica together
.
Fast forwards couple years to 2013 somewhere around February.
Usual day, Edgard had been without work for 2 months, and had finally got a job that was quite far away from where he currently lived, some place in France, ive forgot the name unfortunatley.
He asked me if i could pay for his train ticket and food for a couple weeks until he would recieve pay from work, sure, of course i will buddy.
2 Weeks later he send me an e-mail telling me he had such pain in his stomach and had to go back to his hometown to see his doctor.
Few days later he told me some bad news, i got a e-mail from Edgard saying "well now i know why i got such pain in my stomach, cancer" he said.
From there,, holy shit he was ill,, if i were lucky i would recieve a text once per 2 weeks from edgard. He had no strength at all after the ?chemotherapy?.
He told me he couldn't take it anymore, the medications made him non-living,, he had given up hope, he told me incase he's going to die, he wanted to die out doing stuffs that made him happy, not dieing in a hospital.
The cancer had spread from his stomach and was untreatable.
I did my all to try give him motivation to KEEP taking the medications buddy, i know u can do it.
The last thing i heard from my friend was "O.S FAP M7 try to grab it ! back to sleeping buddy, don't know when i come back online yet.. I keep you in touch! may ath be with you !"
The thing me and edgard had,, holy shit, so much fun, this person affected my life more then i could've imagined.
And to know u didn't say ur last goodbyes to a person that affected my life this much is heartbreaking.
I've had this person on my mind everyday for 2 ½ years now, its amazing to believe that he meant so much to me just by knowing this guy over the internet
. I could tell u so much more about this guy, but it would take me forever to write, but i believe i've covered the meaning of the thread.
Im making this thread now because i wouldnt wanna believe he's gone, but all evidence is pointing towards it.
I just wanted to tell my story about me and Edgard, a person that had a huge impact on my life.
P.S Im not that good at writing storys, but i did my best, and please excuse my bad english.
Edgard wherever u are, may u rest in peace, my dear friend.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XkclIDu9K5c
Yours:
Fjaskit Raticka Fjaskir
This thread is dedicated to one of the nicest and overall best friend whom i met over the internet - Edgard neek marr.
I met Edgard here in Entropia i think 2007 - 2008, i remember i met him at the old sweating place "Camp phoenix" if i recall correctly, it was where feffoids and cornundacuada was before. It was quite a usual day, hunting some feffoids using my Killian longsword or some other type of low level longblade.
I asked around in camp phoenix if anyone wanted to go hunt, and got a reply from Edgard, sure he said.
We went hunting and after the hunt he asked if i wanted to continue but unfortunatley i had 0 PEDs left, and without hesitation he gave me 250PEDs to me to be able to repair my sword and go out hunt again, and which we did.
And from there everything took of, we logged on each day and did stuff together, always talked to each other. And later on we became crafting buddys
.We both shared our PEDs, we had what we called "One budget" and gambled almost everyday, either level 2 amplifiers, or some (L) blueprint, but mostly we crafted Killian longswords.
Both of us had quite low income IRL, as which we shared our PEDs, and our goal always was, and still is for me to get the "Jamaican Hof" to be able to get such a great hof to be able to withdrawl and finally meet IRL and go to Jamaica together
.Fast forwards couple years to 2013 somewhere around February.
Usual day, Edgard had been without work for 2 months, and had finally got a job that was quite far away from where he currently lived, some place in France, ive forgot the name unfortunatley.
He asked me if i could pay for his train ticket and food for a couple weeks until he would recieve pay from work, sure, of course i will buddy.
2 Weeks later he send me an e-mail telling me he had such pain in his stomach and had to go back to his hometown to see his doctor.
Few days later he told me some bad news, i got a e-mail from Edgard saying "well now i know why i got such pain in my stomach, cancer" he said.
From there,, holy shit he was ill,, if i were lucky i would recieve a text once per 2 weeks from edgard. He had no strength at all after the ?chemotherapy?.
He told me he couldn't take it anymore, the medications made him non-living,, he had given up hope, he told me incase he's going to die, he wanted to die out doing stuffs that made him happy, not dieing in a hospital.
The cancer had spread from his stomach and was untreatable.
I did my all to try give him motivation to KEEP taking the medications buddy, i know u can do it.
The last thing i heard from my friend was "O.S FAP M7 try to grab it ! back to sleeping buddy, don't know when i come back online yet.. I keep you in touch! may ath be with you !"
The thing me and edgard had,, holy shit, so much fun, this person affected my life more then i could've imagined.
And to know u didn't say ur last goodbyes to a person that affected my life this much is heartbreaking.
I've had this person on my mind everyday for 2 ½ years now, its amazing to believe that he meant so much to me just by knowing this guy over the internet
. I could tell u so much more about this guy, but it would take me forever to write, but i believe i've covered the meaning of the thread.Im making this thread now because i wouldnt wanna believe he's gone, but all evidence is pointing towards it.
I just wanted to tell my story about me and Edgard, a person that had a huge impact on my life.
P.S Im not that good at writing storys, but i did my best, and please excuse my bad english.
Edgard wherever u are, may u rest in peace, my dear friend.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XkclIDu9K5c
Yours:
Fjaskit Raticka Fjaskir
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