Took a trip down memory lane today, looking at old fanfics I wrote in Far Cry 3 and never finished and seeing the responses to them...feels good, and sad, cuz I never finished Strange Waters. But the story was going so many places in my head I didn't want it to stick with just being a fanfiction. I wanted it to be it's own thing in the end, and I've been working over the years revamping it and rewriting it into it's own thing, which has turned into a very big humungous thing.
I'm so appreciative of the readers who gave my story a chance and after looking back at it all, after so long, I'm floored with myself for discontinuing it, but I've kept many of the characters alive and well in their own work: Brandon, Pyro, Scotty, Carlos, Mango, and of course Benny. A couple name changes have been made, Pyro to Pico/Jimmy and Carlos to Angel and Brandon is still Brandon but with the monicre Captain Tommy Hawk, cuz he has tomahawks and the Pirate King thought it was funny to name him that.
I feel like an asshole leaving it behind, but I had hit a rut and wasn't happy with where i was taking it. Sometimes I feel a desire to go in and just...do something with it. Its left me with many happy memories...but also a heartbreak that occured, and it's become a bitter sweet project.
Fuck man, why am I even telling the internet all this? Idk, I guess I'm just reminiscing on times long passed, and gives my heart a little flutter, looking back on Strange Waters today, and all the happy supportive readers it acquired, even ended up with some fanart out of it and it was such a fun and glorious time, and I was so ecstatic to share it with the world.
Whenever I think of a reboot, I think of the original story of my own I want to do based upon it. The story is truly a love letter to Far Cry 3 while also expressing the kind of story I've wanted to tell since...idk, I was 12? Ish? That's when I made Brandon at least.
Fuck this reminiscing and shit, that shits for pussies, no use getting all emotional over things long gone...
But then...we cannot live our lives in regret, and we must move forward, but never forget. It's our pasts that shape our present, and our present will bring to us our future..
Fuck this philosophical shit, I'm just fucking rambling at this point, but after coming back to this hell hole that is the Tumblr and looking over all my old works and the words readers have given them...idk man, I'm just, soaking it all in again until I fall off the face of the earth.
Dont fucking mind me, I'm just bitter and jaded in my old age now. So get off my lawn!
Also, Mikhail is best Far Cry protagonist, bite me :p