Special Edition in Memory of Quimby

July 24, 2009

IN THIS ISSUE

A Note from the Editor

This issue is dedicated to friends sharing memories and saying goodbye to Quimby, who passed away last Monday.

GOODBYE QUIMBY

Quimby...

Wow ... I was logging on and seeing all the quimby proof around and i though hey!!! the old man is back

What a shock when i read Rufus' welcome and then the news board...

I was already missing your presence old friend and it makes me sad you have gone forever.
Whenever you were gone for a while for whatever *nudge Rufus welcome message* reason I also knew I could count on your returning sooner or later. We spent so much time chatting about so many topics... I can't remember when we first met so many years ago but I will never forget you no matter how grumpy you were every now and then.

Farewell my friend, I hope you are alright wherever you are now! And whoever you are with now, I am sure after getting to know you they will love you as we or at least most of us *I hope* did .

Andara, Blair, Andrea, Rowlf, XXX

*mourn* He was a good friend and will be missed.

Andres

Quimby old boy, I think I'll do some crossplaying in your honour.

...just kidding. Hope to see ya at the great re-roll in the sky myself one day.

Apocalypse

My favourite memory of Quimby has to be when he was growing candy trees in the clouds. Being used to the disgruntled spam coming from him whenever any game was going on, it was refreshing to get some positive feedback. I guess the chilling-out aspect of the game worked to pacifiy him :-)

So now when I think of Quimby I see him sitting up there in the fluffy clouds, a silly grin on his face, sorrounded by colourful lollipops that are growing on trees.

Autumn

Love/Hate

Caja

I don't really know what to say...
Quimby was one of my oldest friends here, and one of the best.

I can't count the number of times we'd be sitting in the Stag grousing about the latest bit of lame code, or teasing taunting or otherwise generally giving each other a hard time on chat...
He used to tease me about his giant fireball being bigger than my flicker of flame, or just which shriveled, shrunken head the string really meant. Gods, I'm gonna miss him... please take better care of him than the world did.

Gondar

We knew one another for a decade, yet we never met, we shared in one anothers lives from the comfort of our alter-egos and our lounge chairs.

You and I spent more hours together than most people can even endure another person, we shared the highs and lows of everyday life while embracing the imagination of virtual worlds which we called home.

I am incredibly sad to see you go, but the memories will last me a lifetime.

Herbert,
Long time friend, partner in crime, and rival.

My favorite memory of Quimby:
Quimby had a necklace string that both Tarja and I wanted, and she was teasing me on chat that he'd promised it to her. So Quimby sent me a tell and told me I could come to his house and pick out anything I wanted. When I got there I saw the polished onyx cat with amethyst eyes that he was always trying to get rid of on auction, so that was what I picked. And he was so happy to see it go. Now I'm so glad I have it.

Illac

Quimby, you grumpy old ...
I'll miss ya buddy!

Judah(to you, Judas!)

I didn't know you as well as some other people Quimby, but you always were kind to me, even if you didn't know it was me, as a new alt. I enjoyed the chats we had, that seemed to go on for ages, but this is one of the things I will miss about you, the most. Legend will never be quite the same, without your grumpy, but also very kind self.

Rest in peace friend. You will be sorely missed.

Krista

Good men must die, but death cannot kill their names - Author Unknown

You are still my favorite jerk, Quimby. Knowing (and arguing with you) these past 10 years taught me that people can balance the truth of what they know versus the truth that people want to know. You always said it straight, and I hope that leads people to follow your example. I believe that with your passing, people have come to realize what a token you were to this virtual world...that yes, you were a complete asshole sometimes, but you genuinely did care. You are loved regardless.

The player behind Lachesis.

I'll never forget him. Rest well, old friend. Lethe

When I first came to Legend, my experience with Quimby's characters was like many others': he was gruff and sometimes rude, and he seemed not to want to get along with anyone. It baffled me that he ever got involved with people in group runs, events, and conversations. Over time I learned that Quimby did get along with people -- many people. Despite that crusty surface, he was a genuinely friendly person who enjoyed his time with others in our community, and they enjoyed him. We met in person once and talked for a little while, not about Legend but about whatever came up. Once we knew one another, Quimby was always eager to talk with me online about life -- our city (Chicago), or kids (his nephew and my daughter), or little things that had come up. He's been a good reminder to me that friends can take many forms. The rough shell was always a part of him, but time spent with Quimby earned me access to Joe. I will remember both.

Lorenzo

I don't even know what to say. Rest well Quimby.

Maloth

mr grumpy

when i was a little girl i met meet this man at the royal stag named Quimby. he was sitting at a table with a sour look on his face, making snide remarks and stuff. for some reason, i really wanted him to be my friend, so i introduced myself and started running and giggling around his table. even though he said i was noisy, he kinda smiled and softened, like daddy always does. then i thought of the perfect nickname for him: mr grumpy. he'd always ruffle my hair and chuckle when i called him that.

i'm getting kind of sad right now, because i'm remembering all of the times after that i met up with mr grumpy. but i'll talk about that one time when i was sitting at the dusty crossroads waiting for mommy. i was kind of lonely because i got there first, and then mr grumpy came by and asked how i was doing, and i said fine. then he gave me a few presents-- beautiful strings, mommy calls them. he did this for several weeks. i'd be somewhere, and then all of a sudden mr grumpy would appear, and he'd give me another present. *sniffle*

i call him mr grumpy, but he wasn't. he was really sweet in his mr grumpy way, and i'll never forget him.

Maharet

As a preteen, there weren't many people who could put up with my hyperness and joyful nature. I remember, like it was yesterday, sitting outside Quimby's house and communicating with him through yelling, because I was gagged and changagged otherwise. I remember listening to him whine about how bad things were for him. I remember how he could never handle anyone being upset with him.
If he yelled at me or swore at me which he did,profusely, I'd laugh, knowing that in five minutes, he'd locate me and come apologize, acting like nothing happened. I also remember his strings that were so colorful, they made me wish I had color off. Each time he made a new string, he'd expect so much criticism for it, asking whether it was completely and utterly perfect or if something could have been changed or added or whether the colors were good enough and fit the idea.

I remember asking Quimby to get nearly any piece of EQ and within a few days, there it was. I remember him randomly giving me 10k or a string he no longer favored and leaving, never accepting or expecting anything in return. I remember being gagged for having rejectgives on... as if it angered him that I wouldn't take his stuff.

I remember him teasing me if I was logged in as Munkie, hiding and cowering, saying that monkeys flung poo. It angered me so much but I could never manage to stay angry at him. He'd always come back and act like nothing was wrong.

I remember waking up on the 20th of July and thinking to myself, 'I haven't seen Quimby around in a while. I wonder what he's up to.' I remember someone saying on chat, 'I can't believe what happened to Quimby.' I remember reading news 29 and being absolutely stunned. The thought had never even crossed my mind that one day, Legend's grouch, who scared newbies and made the rest of us laugh, wouldn't be here anymore. Waking up the morning of July 21st, I wondered if perhaps there was a mistake and I'd log in to see Quimby's name on the who-list, laughing his butt off at the news/welcome messages, calling us all a bunch of censored for thinking he was dead.
And I'll always remember him.

Thank you, Quimby, for everything. You'll always live on in my memory.

Munkie's player

...RIP Quimby, You'll be missed by many...

Nero

Remember the good old days when...mort run games still got immortal sponsored prizes? I do, and I remember Quimby's late night trivia sessions where he would 'massage' the winning results so that the most number of people would get the most number of prizes possible. Ah Quimby, you helped this Chef get a good bunch of the ugly ass strings I have today.
Take it easy in the flipside.<|p>

Nietzsche

So I didn't know what to say last night and I still don't know what to say this morning about this. It sucks. It sucks a -lot-. I want to say something witty and awesome, you know? Like, 'Quimby was the best for this reason!' but we all already know he was the best. And then I want to say something along the lines of, 'But my GOD what a DICK!' because we all know he was when he wanted to be. He was certainly the kind of person that could bring out the best and the worst in a person, that was for sure.

Regrettably I didn't believe it when I very first logged in, after getting a text asking if I'd logged in to Legend. I mean who believes that kind of stuff? So and so died on the internet, blah blah... but then I thought about it. Where's he been for a little while now? Why hasn't our lovable old grump-face been around to throw a tantrum on chat? First memory of Quimby? Telling someone, probably Rufus knowing how things go, to fuck off on chat. It was amazing. I was thirteen years old, sitting in the computer portion of my classroom at school during a lunch break, it was my very first day on Legend and I'll never, ever forget it. He was seriously there for me, and for all of us when we needed him, and sometimes when we really didn't need him too.

He took a lot of crap for all of us, and from us too. He'd say things that we were all thinking and never wanted ot say out loud, and take the heat for us because that was the kind of person he was. He'd give his opinion whether we wanted it or not, but my GOD did he love OUR opinions. He'd ask, and pester, and annoy until we were so sick and tired of him that we wanted him to just shut the hell up and get on with it already, making strings, adding additions to his house, or maybe something he was doing in real life. Did he buy that sweater or not? It's these kinds of things that we're going to remember tonight when we're thinking about him, or in ten years when we're looking back on good memories.

Legend is a fickle place, we love each other, and we hate each other, and sometimes we're reminded that we're only human beings, and that, for as childish as we can be sometimes... For as immature and bratty and ridiculous, we're stil, in the long run, one big family, and we just lost one of our greats, so cheers Quimby. We love you a ton, wish you were here, and know you're laughing at us right now for being saps.

Retsu

So unfortunate to hear of this in the morning.

I first met the man when I was 14, and it took me a really long time to figure out how not to take him seriously when he would talk. It took me even longer to figure out that I had to REALLY pay attention between the lines. Sad to hear of his passing.

Rictor

It's hard for me to even imagine LegendMUD without Quimby lurking around the Stag. You'll be missed, bud.

Rowane

Quimby was a dork.

He cheated, got caught, cussed at people, swore at them, caused me immense trouble trying to keep him in check. Over the years I've probably given out more warnings, suspensions, limits and slaps on the wrist to Quimby than to any other single individual.

He skirted the rules, he was unfriendly in PK, he'd target the weak and kill them over and over again for looking at him sideways.

He would yammer endlessly about this problem or that - whine really - threaten to quit, perma, recreate, get fed up, and start the whole cycle again.

But he was there, late nights, taking care of newbies, answering questions, leading runs, and having fun.

He was there playing by the rules, enjoying the game, giving us great feedback time after time.

After a period of troublemaking, he would always approach with a meager and humble tell of "hello" and a friendly chat.

I cannot count the number of times he kept me way up past my bed time letting me know how our game worked, how my code did this or that, what he thought we might do to improve the place.

We talked about food. We talked about kids. We talked about things that didn't matter and things that did. No matter what he did, no matter what egregious offense I caught him at, in a month, we were back chatting as old friends.

I took my leave of Legend never giving second thought to those who might not be there when I ever stopped by again. And I can't remember our last conversation though I'm sure it was about Era Exp, or, perhaps, a beef stew. But I remember, it was pleasant and jovial.

He was a cheater, but he was our cheater. He was a trouble maker, but he was our troublemaker. He was a skirter-of-the-rules, but he was OUR skirter-of-the- rules.

Quimby was a dork. But I loved him for it. He was my dork and I shall mourn him as I celebrate the way he touched my life.

Rufus

I've known Quimby here on Legend for 14 years. He was actually one of the first people I met and helped me get out of Tara once or twice way back when I was just babySandra.

Over the years, we talked off and on. We pkilled, we bitched at each other, called each other names and then 5 minutes later talked about what kinda pizza we were gonna have for supper that night.

Quimby was a royal pain in my ass a lot of the time. But we shared a respect for each other in that we could bitch each other out, he'd throw his fit, I'd archive lock his character for the day, and then he'd come back the next day and we'd talk and joke about the previous little skermish and move on.

We talked about a lot over the years, and he would ask me often about his health issues as he knew I'm a nurse. I'd verbally smack his knuckles over things often.

But that pain in the ass was my friend for over a decade and I'll miss the hell out of him.

Behave buddy, you don't wanna get sitebanned up there!

Sandra

Every time the stars aligned and our periods of inactivity lapsed at the same time, Quimby would be sure to drop me a tell here like neither of us was ever away from the game. Sad news to wake up to today. RIP Quimby.

Somar

Save me a game of foosball. Miss you, man.

Straussy

Hi Guys.

It is with a heavy heart that I wanted to let you all know that Quimby has been very sick and passed away today.

Cowboy, as I called him, you will be missed.

*cry*

Adios, my friend,

T'Aley aka Horsey

Quimby, I was rooting through some of my chat logs. Pack rat? Yes. I'll admit it. I came across a quote of yours, roll back the clock to January 24, 2008, at 8:00pm my time (Pacific). A game was going on, and Carnegie had seeded tokens throughout the mud. People were on chat belly-aching about how hard they were to find. Your response?

[Chat] Pope Quimby, the demon slayer: want some cheese with your wine?

I've played but a mere eight years, and you've been a fixture in my gaming experience. I'm sorry to see you go, but I have no doubt you're pointing and laughing at us down here. ^_^

Miss you,
Tojek's player

Well I lost my mentor, what can I say. Rest In Peace, Quimby.

Urkle

Quimby, always a class act. You are missed greatly.

Vendy

I knew quimby as a helpful, knowledgeable, short tempered character, with lots to offer, which he often did. I will miss him greatly. My heart goes out to his family and friends.

Vito

For all his whining and bitching and moaning, I never considered the possibility of there not being a Quimby any more. Legend's (in)Famous grouch frequently gave me an incredibly hard time, and then would approach me with a friendly greeting and it was back to business as usual, as if nothing had happened. You reminded me to live in the moment, and you will continue to live on here in our memories.

Hope the Chinese take-out's just as good on the other side.

Zillah

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