Board Thread:Lores/@comment-30986852-20161206044759

The tale of how I came to Roblox may be perceived as a rather dull or average one. It all began some time back about 7 years. I found the game and attempted to play it through multiple sources. I managed to use ROBLOX on mobile devices on PC. I played back whenever guest weren't trashed as much as they are now.

Later on I made an account. Little progress was made and I forget the password and username for it. It wasn't until 2014 when I began using my current account I do now. I was much different than I am now. I had gained much more strength than before, but certainly less than what I have Today. I strove to be as my implies, a hero. I even called myself a lost hero, probably to imply that I'm looking for somewhere to settle down and be an upstanding pillar of the community. The world of Reason 2 Die seemed like a solid place to try and lend a hand to. It was a fun game, so I stayed for a ride. When I first made my account my set up is what some may consider a "Classic" look. All I had was a Bloxxer T-Shirt and a Roblox R cap. I didn't like they standard stone grey, fainted red torso and faded blue so I used an all black setup. After a couple of weeks I found free items and used them. I went from all black to your average joe. I did use the 3.0 body for a short amount of time, but to me it looked bad and especially while using R2D weapons.

While playing and exploring R2D, I was never really paid much attention. I was slightly above average, but still better than your average noob. Heh, I suppose its something that I was never called a noob back then.

Eventually I was happy to be apart of R2D and got a sense of comfort running it up. Little did I know, the place I went to check stats of weapons had much more than what I knew going on in it. As far as the Wikia was comcered about me, I was an accountless kid browsing stats.

After the final update of R2D I spent the next month and week scrounging for somewhere to call home. I never found that place.

After that I simply left. A solid year was soent doing so much more. Ah, memories. After the christmas of 2015 about a month after I found out that R2D had a sequel in the works. I ignored this for sometime and came to it at the beggining of summer. It still took me some time to get on the Wikia for this.

The first memory I can recall of R2DA is entering a server and using what I can recall from the orevious game to help me. It took little time, but I adjusted and quickly favorited the Kalash.

In the small community of R2D I was becoming somewhat of a "sub-hero" of sorts. Sure, people knew me, but i was still more of a sillouhette.

Over the course of the game I had changed in both my skill and attitude. I gave up on trying to be a hero and did what would be considered fun. My dream of being an upstanding community member had gone away and replaced with nostalgia.

Today I just want to think about what I'm doing and what I was trying to do. Alone. Maybe I should just leave the whole ordeal behind and move on. Maybe I should go back and complete my childhood dream. Maybe I should just watch the world go round and round. 