Rhodmhire Dies Again.

[Heaven Hieghts]

Father! Father! Why Have you Forsaken me? Into your hands I commend mah Spiritz!

In bed.

Snap. Bavin you and I shall be the next Internazi candidates.

Say what now?

Exactly my point, nothing to say.

Get thee gone infidel!

*Kicks shin, with steel toes no less*

why do you hate Rhod?

...

I never said that I did. Why would imply that just because I had to make wise ass comments/smilies?

[Allbeama]

Father! Father! Why Have you Forsaken me? Into your hands I commend mah Spiritz!

In bed.

Snap. Bavin you and I shall be the next Internazi candidates.

Say what now?

Exactly my point, nothing to say.

Get thee gone infidel!

*Kicks shin, with steel toes no less*

why do you hate Rhod?

...

I never said that I did. Why would imply that just because I had to make wise ass comments/smilies?

In that case carry on.

[Querinos]

Dearest Rhod,
You know you can't quit cold turkey. Just get one of those new voice command programs and come on back. I'll be waiting.

[Bavin]

A Forum 7 without Rhodmhire is like a ship without her captain.

[Avenio]

A Forum 7 without Rhodmhire is like a ship without her captain.

He'll be back, I'm sure of it. He'll be suffering from NSG-Fever soon enough...

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.