Next Saturday, starting at 7 PM EST, on Vulpine Mission servers (Discord and UT99) we're going to get together and have a good ol' time, to remember the memories of Toxic. Even if you can't make it on Discord, hop onto the UT99 server and play a few maps, or for a few hours, whichever you prefer, and hell, slap on the WINGS tag, crack open a beer, or if you feelin a little frisky, pop a bottle of whiskey.. bust some chops, have some laughs or cries, whatever you choose.. this is about a friend, comrade, a dear friend, which we all lost.
He was more then just a player to all of us, to most he was a brother, father, a friend, heck, to some he was a frienemy or even a down right enemy. Whatever he was to you, you knew him, good or bad, you knew his name. One thing is for sure, he had more people who respected him than disrespected him, he wasn't afraid to tell it how it was or call you out for your bullshit or stand up for what was right, and he wasn't just like that behind a PC either, he was like that off of it too. He wasn't a keyboard warrior as many would say, he was the sweetest and most kindhearted man you could have met, he would give you the shirt off his back, would drop anything to help his friends out. He looked rough and tough, but he was that Kentucky style, whiskey drinkin', gun shootin', knife throwin', respected his women, beat the piss out of a man who didn't, loved his country music, campin', fishin', huntin', dog lovin', redneck. If I missed anything, I'm sure someone can fill it in. Annd, if you don't believe me in anything I just said, you can definitely hit up one of his friends, they can confirm.
To me, he'll always be a noob, but a damn good one. I love you, we love you, and we'll always miss you buddy. This game will never be the same without you. Til we meet again, cause this isn't goodbye, this is see you soon. Fly high, because I know, you're spreading those WINGS once again, say hi to Ven for us <3
