Marilyn Manson

I'm speechless. 
 
I'll miss you a ton, Atlae. On NS, you were like a brother to me. Good luck with school. -Manson

Hello. I know you’re all happy and stuff over the coming holidays, but I have some grave news to report.
 
As you all know, it’s been a while since I joined TWP. It gave me great experiences, some of which I spent a lot of my time on. It is that which I have bad news on.
 
It turns out all that time I spent in NS was really starting to detract from school and other stuff that was in hindsight more important than my work on NS. In fact, in hindsight, I probably spent way too much time on this post, too.
 
Anyway, keeping it simple from now on. I hereby resign from TWPAF, DMoFA, and Deputy Speaker. I'm sorry, OT, for resigning less than 48(?) hours after I assumed my position, but c'est la vie.
 
I do hope that my absence won’t take away much of the momentum in FA or TWPAF, and I totally understand if Bran wishes to erase my country or something since I won’t be RPing for the next few months. Hopefully, I can earn back my RP stuff.
 
I loved working in TWPAF with you: Altino, OT, Laur, Strat, among others. I'm sorry that I have to stop raiding, but my schedule won't allow that for the time being.
 
An ETA for my return should be probably sometime next year. Best case scenario is February-Marchish, if it comes to the worst, see you in June.
 
Bye. And hail TWP. 
 
(Which assumes, of course, that I won’t be going back on my word and coming back early. If I do, do me a favor and tell me I have work to do. I’ll understand.)

Did not notice, I've been quite inactive in TWP.

1. How capable are you of understanding other people?: I'm good at it!
2. Is your understanding of sci-fi and/or modern technology fairly sufficient?: Yep!
3. If you don't know how something works, are you capable of looking it up on Wikipedia and sorta getting a decent idea of what it is?: Yea!
4. Do you have a Discord? Can you go get one? Will it be on most of the time you are home?: I do! And I'm on a lot of days!
5. Do you understand Paper and Pen games or RPGs, the community depends on us to make them work and run them or run the people who run them: I'm a d&d master.
6. Are you at funny or at least angry in a pouting and slightly cute way? If not, can you swear in a way that sounds cool?: Yes, I am angry in a cute way.
7. Are you prepared to always improve and help someone who is very triggered, to improve as well, even if they never make any sense or talk endlessly?: Yes
8. How well could you supply memes to the meme bunker? Every hour almost.
9. Which of the available positions do you want? Any of the open ones, I'm not picky!
10. Did you feel endlessly annoyed by this application or was it mildly funny?: It was a good application!

The origin of the name punk daddy begins in 1992.
 I was a 14 year old kid who loved to act and was acting in my first High School play. I was very insecure this particular year and there were some girls I liked who were making fun of me. Playful fun but I told them, “well you know what they say about black guys, right?” For those that don’t know, “they” say black guys are well endowed. From there I gained the nickname, Big Don. “Don” is PD’s real first name.
In my junior year, I played the role of Daddy in a play, was way more secure in myself, and those same girls changed my nickname to Big Daddy. When I went to college I joined a web chat as Big Daddy. However, I was very precocious as gained a nickname – Punk Daddy – from the older folks who thought I was just a kid who should go back to school and not talk to them about matters of the day.
I like Big Don, Big Daddy, but I liked Punk Daddy the most because I felt like most people in my world wouldn’t associate me with that name. And I like being different. So when I joined NS back in 2004, I had been using Punk Daddy for years and it became my first nation name.
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This post isn’t really about my name but about punk daddy’s daddy. He passed away on August 21st. I’d venture to guess that both Darkesia and Eli are aware as they are my friends on Facebook. It was a pulmonary embolism that took him out. From the moment he woke my stepmom to tell her he was having trouble breathing to the moment he died was about 40-45 minutes. I did some reading on massive embolisms and they strike suddenly and they are not easy to treat once symptoms start showing.
In the days prior to my dad passing away I had texted him this “I want you to live to see that day” regarding seeing me, his son, reach a particular level of financial success he and my mom had tried to attain (and failed) back in the early 90s. He didn’t respond to that text which wasn’t unusual, so don’t read too much into that. My last text to him was “TGIF!”, it’s funny that’s the last message I sent to my father.
He was my best friend. He could tell me things others couldn’t. As the oldest son, I took on the responsibility of writing his obituary. It was not easy but I knew that I had to do it. The final result was something I’m sure he would have enjoyed.
I’ve also had bad job news and my oldest son is also having some health issues. It’s been a trying time. But my head is still up and I wanted to share with you all where I was.
PD