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By: Tutti Frutti

Right before Emily turned 19 she decided to flex her R-rated movie-watching muscles and take my, gosh, probably 14 year-old ass to the movie theater and purchase some tickets to see an R-rated flick, since figured she could and she hadn't yet so she might as well. Problem being there weren't any R rated movies anyone gave half a damn about that weekend, except for Drag Me to Hell.(edited)

Anyway it's kind of a boring horror flick, where this woman who works at an insurance firm gets cursed by a witch for not giving her insurance. So the witch chases her down in a parking garage and attacks her, and as the woman is fighting back she accidentally snatches a button from the witch's coat, and if she can't get rid of the button within a week she's going to be dragged to hell, or something

So Emily and I are both trying to tough it out in front of each other because I dunno maybe we both wanted the other one to think we were cool? And the protagonist is getting more and more desperate to get out of her figurative deal with the devil. When what should come on screen but a precious, sweet, adorable kitten??

And Emily and I KNEW that kitten wasn't gonna make it, and she leaned over to me in the theater and whispered, "Do you wanna leave?" and I immediately replied, "Y-Yeah." So we left the theater, and because I guess we were both a little embarrassed that neither of us could make it all the way through a horror movie we had paid to see, Emily said, "We will never speak of this again."

By: Elegard

GR and I hated each other for the longest time... then years later I came back and we stopped doing that, just like that. Turned out we could put together some pretty cool things when working together. Talking to her was amusing, smart headstrong people are like that, I will certainly miss her.

By: Lana

I've been crying on and off ever since I found out today. Reliving my interactions with her. Replaying old conversations in my mind. Trying to find out what happened. It is... good to know what happened. It was hard to talk with her (for me). You never knew what would set her off. Sometimes those explosions were cute. Sometimes they were not. Yet... I did my best. Now I am kicking myself for not doing more. We knew each through games. We did not connect to each other outside of games. Whenever we were not in a game with each other, we lost contact. I was bad at keeping in touch with people. She was private... that is how it went. When I talked to her, I often felt silly. No... inadequate. Her intelligence, was... she was one of the most intelligent people I have ever interacted with.

Whenever both of us were in a game with each other... we reconnected pretty much instantly. Our friendship was back where we left off. Our arguments forgotten... Now, this will not happen. I loved her. I miss her.