Chud¹:

In Loving Memory of B_B_Ghast

We gather with heavy hearts to remember B_B_Ghast-a man whose presence online and in life left a strange but undeniable mark. Short in stature and stout in frame, he lived on his own terms, never afraid to be raw, real, and unapologetically himself.
Of African blood, he carried his heritage within him, and it remained a quiet strength throughout his life. It was a part of him that no ban, no rejection, no silence could erase.
B_B_Ghast had his obsessions, his quirks. He was making goon to Soytan-an odd pursuit to outsiders, but one he threw himself into with intensity. Yet one day, he stopped. Later, he was banned for posting a version of himself with shoyta-a moment that would become a heavy turning point. From there, the weight grew too much to bear, and in the end, he took his own life.
He was a man of contradictions-blunt yet strangely gentle, quiet but unforgettable. He carried an aura that was hard to ignore-earthy, unfiltered, and brutally honest. He did not pretend. He was who he was, even when the world rejected him for it.
Tragically, his story ended by his own hand. We do not claim to understand the full depth of his suffering, nor the demons that haunted him. But what we know is this: he mattered. His life, strange and jagged as it was, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but by the way he lived-with honesty, stubborn pride, and an unshakable refusal to be anyone but himself.
Rest peacefully, B_B_Ghast.
You were seen. You are missed. You are loved.

HOTDOGHEAD_ADMIN: hang all jimbos and bb_braps

Dunchenman: Despite having his redemption of not goon for Soytan anymore... He made a mistake that cost him his death... Rest in piss, B_B_C_Ghast.

jimbo: hang all hotdogheads and bb_braps

Chud²: R3doroach killing gem

Chud³: RIP Ascence

Ascence: rip greg

greg:

Ascence:

jubille: In Loving Memory of B_B_Ghast

We gather with heavy hearts to remember B_B_Ghast-a man whose presence online and in life left a strange but undeniable mark. Short in stature and stout in frame, he lived on his own terms, never afraid to be raw, real, and unapologetically himself.
Of African blood, he carried his heritage within him, and it remained a quiet strength throughout his life. It was a part of him that no ban, no rejection, no silence could erase.
B_B_Ghast had his obsessions, his quirks. He was making goon to Soytan-an odd pursuit to outsiders, but one he threw himself into with intensity. Yet one day, he stopped. Later, he was banned for posting a version of himself with shoyta-a moment that would become a heavy turning point. From there, the weight grew too much to bear, and in the end, he took his own life.
He was a man of contradictions-blunt yet strangely gentle, quiet but unforgettable. He carried an aura that was hard to ignore-earthy, unfiltered, and brutally honest. He did not pretend. He was who he was, even when the world rejected him for it.
Tragically, his story ended by his own hand. We do not claim to understand the full depth of his suffering, nor the demons that haunted him. But what we know is this: he mattered. His life, strange and jagged as it was, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but by the way he lived-with honesty, stubborn pride, and an unshakable refusal to be anyone but himself.
Rest peacefully, B_B_Ghast.
You were seen. You are missed. You are loved.

Chud⁴⁽²⁾: @jubille: wasn't that you who approved Brap_Brap_Ghast's shoyta post?

PETRIXXX:

In Loving Memory of BBC_Ghast

We gather with heavy hearts to remember BBC_Ghast-a man whose presence online and in life left a strange but undeniable mark. Short in stature and stout in frame, he lived on his own terms, never afraid to be raw, real, and unapologetically himself.
Of African blood, he carried his heritage within him, and it remained a quiet strength throughout his life. It was a part of him that no ban, no rejection, no silence could erase.
BBC_Ghast had his obsessions, his quirks. He was making goon to Soytan-an odd pursuit to outsiders, but one he threw himself into with intensity. Yet one day, he stopped. Later, he was banned for posting a version of himself with shoyta-a moment that would become a heavy turning point. From there, the weight grew too much to bear, and in the end, he took his own life.
He was a man of contradictions-blunt yet strangely gentle, quiet but unforgettable. He carried an aura that was hard to ignore-earthy, unfiltered, and brutally honest. He did not pretend. He was who he was, even when the world rejected him for it.
Tragically, his story ended by his own hand. We do not claim to understand the full depth of his suffering, nor the demons that haunted him. But what we know is this: he mattered. His life, strange and jagged as it was, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but by the way he lived-with honesty, stubborn pride, and an unshakable refusal to be anyone but himself.
Rest peacefully, BBC_Ghast.
You were seen. You are missed. You are loved.

congo_aryan: rest in pieces jimbo

jimbo: rip congo_gemmy