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Farewell to another friend

Tuesday was not a good day for me.

In addition to various stresses from a variety of sources, I found out that a friend of mine has died.

I originally got into playing MMO's due to a group of friends in Brisbane. We had a weekly games night every Wednesday night for many years (it started off as Poker, and eventually transitioned into board games and the like after a time), and when Star Wars Galaxies (SWG) was release we (myself, Will, Byron and Kevin) started playing it as another means to catch up regularly.

SWG had a lot of potential that it didn't live up to, and the lot of us transferred over to World of Warcraft (WoW) when it was released in November 2004.

Byron and Will, two of my Brisbane friends, had been members of an ongoing MUD for many years, and a large number of their friends from the MUD also started play WoW, so within the first day of playing the game we had created our own Guild, "The Wanderers" (on Uther). That's when I first met Jinxie.

He played a Rogue (Troll, I think), and was bloody good at it. He was one of the old MUD players, and had known Will and Byron for a very long time (from their Uni days I think). He travelled a bit for work at times, and tried to make sure that if he was sent to Brisbane he'd make sure he was able to spend some time catching up with Will and Byron, so he was at Wednesday night games every now and then.

Due to politics the Guild moved servers (to Khaz'goroth, one of the then new Oceanic servers) but we kept in touch. Eventually Will, Byron and Jinxie stopped playing WoW, as they had done everything there was to do in the game.

After I moved down to Melbourne three years ago, his home town, I caught up with him a number of times, and called him a friend.

Tuesday night I get a phone call from Kevin, telling me that he had been found dead. It seems he had been cleaning his bathroom some time Monday, and slipped in the bath, knocked himself unconscious and lapsed into a coma, and his body was found Tuesday afternoon.

He was a great guy, and will be missed.

I knew him as Jinxie, and even after finding out his real name I tended to call him that, but his real name was Thomas Dunn.

As far as I know the funeral will be sometime next week. Will is going to try and get down here for it, and I'm hoping Byron will as well.

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persephone_20
Jul. 15th, 2010 05:57 am (UTC)
Ah shit, hon. That's awful. I'm so sorry. Many hugs and sympathy if you want to hug or have hot drinks.

*hugs*
kitling
Jul. 15th, 2010 06:05 am (UTC)
Yeah, I'm pretty sure that is the Jynxi we know.

He had several toons with similar names, I'm vaguely remembering a priest. Joined SPQR and played with us for awhile, came to geek lunches. Can't recall if he came across to Southern Wardens with us, but the SPQR people in Wardens will remember.

I'll wait for for Gail and Dax to confirm tho. Post that link to the geek lunch list please.

halloranelder
Jul. 15th, 2010 06:34 am (UTC)
Done.
kowari
Jul. 15th, 2010 10:16 pm (UTC)
Like I said, from the photo, it could be him if he had lost a lot of weight, which you said he did.

:(

Sad day indeed.
paradigmshifty
Jul. 15th, 2010 06:49 am (UTC)
Little accidents with such far-reaching effects. :-(

{hugs}
neko_seraph
Jul. 15th, 2010 07:57 am (UTC)
*massive hugs* That's horrible, Random. I hope you're doing okay.

Give me a call if you want a chat? I'm pretty lurgie'd at the moment, but I'll try to keep the hacking cough to a minimum...
greenglowgrrl
Jul. 15th, 2010 09:54 am (UTC)
That is so horrible. I'm so sorry.
skeelig
Jul. 15th, 2010 05:39 pm (UTC)
Sorry dude *Hugs*
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