Requiem for a World Serpent

[nerdboyhimself]

To the tune of "Goodnight Saigon" by Billy Joel

We met as noobcakes in Southern Sandy
We left in Whitegate, with Astral Candy
And we were small, but still happy
Why shift from Norse to Aztec Mythology?

We started slowly, dying and cursing
3K an hour, skillchains and bursting
Our ACC was low, hitrates were shit
We learned you're worthless if you can't land a hit

We sat in Jeuno, waiting for invites
We sat as Dragoons, we sat as Dark Knights
And changes came, and Rangers cried
And we weren't good yet but, goddamnit, we tried

We jumped through portals, and climbed up spires
We fought on airships, to new empires
And it was hard, but it felt good
And we got each other through it
Our linkshells could do it
And those who couldn't joined those who could

AND WE WOULD ALL LOG OUT TOGETHER
WE SAID WE'D ALL LOG OUT TOGETHER
YES WE WOULD ALL LOG OUT TOGETHER

Remember Babys, remember Capcom
Deep in Ordelle's Caves, from dusk until dawn
And when they nerfed the Stroper Chymes~chymes~chymes
They took up pickaxes and lived in the mines

We traveled east
to a new paradigm
They gave us birds
and the birds took us to endgame
And then they changed it
What of our merits? What of our l33t shit?
And they said we would have to move~move~move
So we all gathered in Jeuno
The GMs came too, yo
To see Midgard's glory in bloom

AND WE WOULD ALL LOG OUT TOGETHER
WE SAID WE'D ALL LOG OUT TOGETHER
YES WE WOULD ALL LOG OUT TOGETHER