To be, or not to be? That is the question. Whether it is noble to suffer the sling and arrows of outrageous fortune, or take up arms against a sea of troubles, and in opposing, end them?

Comrades. Komradden. Friends. Foes. Lovers, haters, to you all, I bid Adeu.

I don't know what happened. We had a really good thing going here, and somehow, it all fell apart, crumbling through my fingers before my very eyes despite my desperate attempts to catch the last grains of sand.

Just as I finally got onto staff, and thought I could start making a difference here, things fell apart, and started going in a direction I could not abide. I tried to speak, but no one would listen. I was told I was in the few and came to understand what I was already beginning to see: What I had to say held little bearing on what was going on, and my opinion didn't matter.

In simpler terms, I am leaving. I don't want to be a part of this any more. It doesn't feel like it used to. It's no longer that place I used to come to to have a good time. Everyone has become oh so very serious. I don't feel lighthearted when I come here anymore.

I'm sorry, to those of you who wanted me to stay, and for those of you who didn't, I congratulate you.

Goodbye, and good luck.

~Ziggy

Ooooh I see now. It's not easy being staff. I know, trust me(yeah you already knew that lol). Maybe it was not for you. Perhaps you could just run as a regular member and still remain here on the forum to write. You are an excellent rp player as a matter of fact.