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Siting Next to my King hearing all the Kind words from his friend I can't help myself I take his hand and squeeze it.

I lean over to my King and whisper "I have same thing to say to and if i don't it soon I will never be able to do it."

My King squeezes my hand back "It's OK my Princess" He whispers back.

I get up from his side and move up onto the stage. one of the Country Boys had put a stole at the mic for me I just rest myself against it.
Taking a few deep breaths I look up and see My King had got up and was standing at the edge of the stage.
I nod my head and the piano starts

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNpeK7sDLzE

Aye… Hmmm…

Dreams are like angels
They keep bad at bay
Love is the light
Scaring darkness away
I’m so in love with Tight
Make love your goal

The power of love
A force from above
Cleaning my soul
Flame on burn desire
Love with tongues of fire
He owns my soul
Make love your goal

He’ll protect me from the hooded claw
Keep the vampires from your door
When the chips are down I’ll be around
With my undying death defying love for you
Envy will hurt itself
Let yourself be beautiful
Sparkling light, flowers and pearls and pretty girls
Love is like an energy
Rushing in, rushing inside of me, hmmm...

The power of love
A force from above
Cleaning my soul
Flame on burn desire
Love with tongues of fire
He owns my soul
Make love your goal

This time we go sublime
Lovers entwined divine divine
Love is danger, love is pleasure
Love is pure, the only treasure
I’m so in love with you
Make love your goal

The power of love
A force from above
Cleaning my soul
The power of love
A force from above
A sky scraping dove
Flame on burn desire
Love with tongues of fire
he owns my soul
Make love your goal

Make love your goal

Looking into my Kings with tears running down my cheeks I run over to the edge of the stage and jump into his arms throwing my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I kiss him deeply his arms hold me tight.

And takes me back to our thrones .

I go to stage take the mic…. Knock, knock.. Ladies and Gentlemen, friends and guests… (looking around).. forget it. BIG WELCOME to all crazy people here.

“Tight, this is for you – so the others may do what they want now. But hey, Brandy, you sex monster, stop it for least few minutes. You also are part of my story.
A wise man once said “You may talk about everything – but not about 30 minutes” ok… I am not wise, but twice.
I want to sing a song for you my friend. A song, telling my feelings for you. Don’t worry, it’s not a love song But did you every try to find a song about love and friendship, which is not meant love as love?
I also didn’t. I know a song. A great song. A wonderful song about true friendship. My only worry – does anybody know this song? Do I have to explain it? Well, for you I would do.
I also talked to Brandy and, by accident, I told her about the song. What did she say?
Nice as always she replied: This is the song some of also perform. You have to choose another one!
Good luck there are two great songs about friendship. But before I sing it let me say something. Everybody knows I don’t like to talk but today I do.

Tight, you are leaving. Hey. Not now, sit down again. Look at me and listen. Do you think I made this all just to see you’re bored? Look as you are interested and Brandy, hands off of Tight. Don’t distract him, least this one time.

Tight, you are leaving. I loose a friend.
(Band starts to play and I sing the refrain of…I will survive)
Go on now, go walk out the door
Just turn around now
'Cause you're not welcome anymore
Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
Did you think I'd crumble
Did you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no not I, I will survive
Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive
I've got all my life to live
And I've got all my love to give
And I'll survive
I will survive
Hey, hey

Ok, I exaggerated a bit.

Tight, the forum is loosing a great member and with you we loose a great mod too. You enriched this forum with many wonderful ideas, wonderful clothes and wonderful statements. You always had an eye over it, bringing things back to the right direction if we were loosing it. We will miss you and you know, if you come back there always will be a place for you. You are welcome.

Well, two attitudes are leading my life:
1. Never look back
2. Even in the worst moment you can find a good point

I never look back (turning around, looking to the band). Sorry, was distracted…
I never look back. Some things will stay even if you leave. The erotic story contest, your fashion, the ideas of reorganizing the forum. Thank you for everything you did. Ok, for almost everything… you also gave me some hard work to do… I don’t thank for it;-)

Now, where’s the good point? We got Brandy. Ok, she might not be as experienced as you are (talking about being a mod…lol) but she is much more beautiful then you (from men’s view – oh and I’m sure some women agree too, am I right Rukya?)


But I’m not here for talking. I wanna give you something. A little present for good bye.
What can you give a friend of Achat? I thought of a pic of my face – but hey, we’re both friends and men, you don’t need a pic of my face.
One of my cock? Not necessary, you already have. You have asked for and I have sent… Ups, sorry.. it’s our little secret. Don’t be afraid – I never will tell this anyone, I promise!

Now to the present. I don’t know what our American friends know about the Netherlands. (Looking around). I see. You know nothing. Ok, that’s all you HAVE to know. Perhaps… they always are 2nd in soccer finals…hehe….
And they have windmills. Actually they only have windmills, but many of them. I’ll show you a pic (the curtain opens and everyone sees a big windmill).



Don’t worry Tight, you don’t get this pic. You even don’t get the windmill – you already have one. What we are going to do, for your honour… we will build this windmill in Achat city! On this way there always will be a symbol which reminds us of you.
And, if one day you wanna come back… you just have to look for the windmill to know you’re home…….

And now Tight, my special song for you:

Getting up from the table after everyone has surprised Tight with the start of his surprise celebration, I walk up to the stage grab the mic from the stand and walk over and kneel beside Tight in his chair. Laying my head gently on his knee brushing my face across his pants spreading my tears onto him, I rise slowly and speak softly in the mic so others can hear, but my words are directly for Tight.

"My dear friend, Tight, we have known each other so so so long on here. You were one of the first friends I made on here, and you eventually led me to the forum quite a ways down the road. We have had many fun times together there close to the beginning especially. You showed me the beauty of exploring my sexual side and showed me things I never would've been able to do alone. You answered my countless questions, since I was such a newb at the whole thing and not just the achat questions either. You helped me improve greatly in my roleplaying from just the single words or one sentence to many sentences in a row. Our friendship went so much further than just the game. We were there for each other through thick and thin."

Leans down and kisses his cheek and places a present in his hands.

"You will be greatly missed Tight, and I'm sure that if you mean as much to everyone here as you do me the world here will be just a bit dimmer. You were truly a light and blessing to me the entire time we have been friends on here. Just know that there will always be a special place for you in my heart. Good luck with everything and as just a reminder of me and our times we have had together, I have put together a few items that will bring memories to you and you alone."






Wipes my tears as the memories flood through seeing you open and see each item, a couple of items and a couple of pictures to keep in remembrance of me. Then I head and replace the mic in the stand and head back to my seat.

I stand to say a few words.

"As one of your many admirers I would like to say that you will be missed.  After reading through all those old posts when I was compiling the statistics for the Forum post, I have to say that yours were always compassionate for the others and full of useful information and helpfulness.  And... you gave us all wonderul fashions.... and your stories... I could go on and on... but I won't.

In a way, I feel that I came to know you... not in the biblical sense, but in a manner that would make me proud to be able to call you "friend".

I raise my glass... "A toast to Tightfit74."  (My Nana's favorite, God rest her soul).


"May the road rise to meet you,

May the wind be always at your back,

May the sun shine warm upon your face.

May the rain fall soft upon your fields,

And until we meet again

May God hold you in the palm of His hand."

After Lover had finished with his song and Covems had propose his toast, i move to the stage and take the mic.

"Ladies and gentlemen.....no, too formal....well, at all of you here, my dear friends....first of all, a special thanks for being here in this special night!"

I look around at all the faces of the people around.....i see happines mixed with some sadness, but everyone is here for one reason. I turn to Tight and smile at him.

"Even if this is a goodbye, i'm sure everyone, here, just want to say one word...thanks! Thanks to a man who had always done his best to make our village a wonderful experience!" i take a break to breath "A man with many talents.....writer, designer, and more!"

I step down the stage, walking between the table and all th costumer who cheers at Tight.

"But he's best talent is to be a wonerful friend! always ready to give an help and to support us!"

When i'm near Brandy, i stop and wink at her.

"Of course, for someone he was a great lover too....." i say, while Brandy's face turns red.

"About me....well....it was an honor to help him in his project, one in particular.......so i just want to say few words...."

I'll turn to Tight and walk near him

"Tight, even if you are away, be sure no one will forget you! And who know......maybe one day we can meet again and laugh togheter!"

The crowd start singing again:

 “ For he’s a jolly good fellow,
 For he’s a jolly good fellow ,
For he’s a jolly Good Fellow And so say all of us.”

The Countrys Boys begin playing a goodbye  song to their  sometimes bandmate

Time of your life

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2357y_green-day-time-of-your-life-music-v_music


Another turning point a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go
So make the best of this test and don't ask why
It's not a question but a lesson learned in time

[Chorus]
It's something unpredictable but in the end
It's right I hope you've had the time of your life

So take the photographs and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos and memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while

[Chorus: x3]

The musci settles and I rise, cross to the mic dabbing at my eyes with the end of the white beard.

"Tight my friend you are an icon of the AChat world, demonstrating how charm, courtesy and compassion. Entertaining many many with your brillant imagination and multiple talents. No other has represented the forum as well, nor shown such a wide array of talent in whatever endeavor you chose to pursue. You have been an outspoken ambassador of AChat,... though the good and the bad.... there is no way to sum our loss in your departure, you may leave a gaping hole here, but your presence thru these years will be felt for many more."

"I hope AChat understands how important you are. How your efforts have transformed this forum into a real community. "

"I wish you well on your journey wherever it leads you,... but I hate goodbyes... and don't believe in them... I don't believe in never... rather I would like to think...Till you return again."

"The pain of parting," said Charles Dickens, "is nothing to the joy of meeting again."

I lift my mug... "Till we meet again."

I fumble in red jackets pocket... "And when you do... know there is always a place for you"

I lift up a gold key and hand it to him

"Your dungeon key in the icehouse, take it and know you have a place to return to, as to the hearts and souls of those you have touched thru the years. Till then may the wind be at your back, the seas calm and your ports of call as lively as you need"

"Proost"

(P.S. forgot to mention earlier but a big WOOT WOOT i'm DONE with college now)

OT: Congrats Sexi

I wander around the floor in front of the trestle table where Tightfit74 and the others are sitting, enjoying the ambiance of the room.  I go to each dwarf and whisper into his ear.  "Its time fellows.  Lets do this"

The dwarfs all trot up to the space in front of the table and form a single line, facing the Guest of Honor.  "Okay lads,"  I say to them...  "do it just like we practiced."

I give a toot on a little pitch whistle to get the fellows all in the proper key and the dwarfs take up this song.

"We'll meet again,
Don't know where,
Don't know when.
But we know we'll meet again some sunny day.
Keep smiling through,
Just like you always do.
And know that you are loved from faraway"

Dopey starts crying... and puts his head on Bashful’s shoulder sobbing uncontrollably…

"So will you please say "Hello",
To the folks that we know.
When you give us that "so long"
We'll be happy to know.
That as we saw you go,
You were singing this song"

Bashful is wiping his eyes... and Sneezy is holding a finger underneath his nose with tears on his cheeks...

"We'll meet again,
Don't know where,
Don't know when.
But we know we'll meet again some sunny day."

Doc begins to sniffle and Happy doesn't look so happy now with his eyes full of tears...

"We'll meet again,
Don't know where,
Don't know when.
But we know we'll meet again some sunny day.
Keep smiling through,
Just like you always do,
And know that you are loved from far away.
So will you please say"Hello",
To the folks that we know.
So when you give us that "so long".
We'll be happy to know,
That as we saw you go,
You were singin' this song."

Sleepy yawns and sniffles, then wipes his eyes with his sleeve...

"We'll meet again,
Don't know where,
Don't know when.
But we know we'll meet again some sunny day"

Finally even Grumpy breaks down and the dwarfs all huddle together, sobbing and weeping.  I go to them, wiping my eyes and say, "Lads, that was beautiful.  C’mon now, give him the bow."  They get back into their line and all look at Tightfit with brave smiles, quivering lips and tears in their eyes and bow deeply to him all holding their hats out in one hand.

"Country Boys."  I call to the band.  "Pick up the pace and play something cheerful."  They break into a lively rendition of “Jingle Bell Rock”.

"C'mon lads,"  I say, as the dwarfs are putting their hats back on.  "Let’s all go to the bar and get a sarsparilla."  They smile up at me as we head to the bar.

“Do you think he liked it?”  Bashful says to me.

“Of course he did, Bashful.”  I reply.  “Of course he did.”                                 

Just as the band winds down their rendition of Jingle Bells, I jump on stage and grab the mic. 

"Tight...
I'll leave you with some words from Alan Alda."

"The best things said come last.  People will talk for hours saying nothing much and then linger at the door with words that come with a rush from the heart."

"Although we didn't get a chance to really chat much, those few times are what left a lasting impression on me.  You have been an inspiration to a lot of people, myself included.  And I thank you.  It is apparent from all the other posts that I am not alone in my thinking."

"You will be missed my friend."

I place the mic back in the stand, approach Tight with a fist bump.  Shake his hand and place couple pats on his back.  "Dude, feel free to come back to the place where everyone knows your name..."

After The Country Boys finish Jingle Bells and JD say's his kind words to Tight I look at Jane with a cheeky smile.

"Time for a bit of fun"

"What you up to now" she say's

"You know me" I say with a big smile

I kiss Jane's Cheek then turn to my sweet pet and do the same. Getting up I walk onto the stage and over to the Band taking the spare mic I move to the mic in the middle of the stage.

"Lady's and Gentleman Please can you put your hands together to help Miss Brandy up on the stage for me"

The Bar starts to clap and call her name "BRANDY   BRANDY   BRANDY

Brandy come's up onto the stage to a load cheer.

Walking towards me the look on her face could Kill me. I hand her the Mic and whisper "Its Ok you'll know the song" I say with a friendly smile

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwHyuraau4Q

"Fairytale Of ACHAT"

It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
And I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They've got cars
Big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old

When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of ACHAT CITY
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on the corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NSPD choir
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas day

You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Living there almost dead on a drip
In that bed

You scum bag
You maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God
It's our last

The boys of the NSPD choir
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas day

I could have been someone
So could anyone
You took my dreams
From me when I first found you

I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you

The boys of the NSPD choir
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
And the bells were ringing
Out for Christmas day

As the snog finishes I leans over and and Kiss Brandy on the cheek and whisper in her ear "thank you"

Turning Back to the Bar "NOW IT CHRISTMAS  LETS MAKE THIS THE BEST EVER NIGHT FOR TIGHT"

The Bar all cheer and clap

I take Brandy's hand and lead her back to her seat.

   After parking our car in the lot, Satoire and I enter the AChat Bar & Grill.  The place is festive and warm, the type of atmosphere that gladdens our hearts and fills us with the joys of the holiday season.  Checking our coats, we make our way into the bar room, and stop to look around. 

   The place is beautifully decorated with lights, and there is a band playing Christmas music.  There’s a large tree with a Santa Throne, complete with a Santa and elves.  Everyone seems so happy and cheerful.  The room is literally buzzing with conversations and laughter.  No one has noticed us, except Old Joe behind the bar.

   Satoire and I look at each other, then smile a wicked grin at each other as I pull out my Police Whistle.  Putting it up to my lips, I give three short, really loud blasts with the whistle.

   Everything comes to a halt, the band stops playing, all the conversations cease and the bar becomes so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.  The entire bar is focused on us.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE.”  I shout.  “How dare you send us an invitation to this party and then start the festivities without us.”

One of the dwarfs drops a vibrator and it makes a loud sound as it hits the floor, followed by “bbzzzzzzzzzzzzz”.

Pafe and I start to giggle, lightly at first, then we start to laugh out loud, “OKAY,”  I shout.  “LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTED.”

The band starts playing again and shouts of “welcome” are heard from the crowd.  We make our way into the throng, giving and receiving hugs and kisses.