Brotherhood: Encantos

Magpapatuloy pa sana ang kanyang pagpapaliwanag nang bigla itong tumingin sa direksyon ng kinahihigaan ni Bloiggster. Mukha yatang naalimpungatan ang aming El Tumbador. Dahil dito ay tuluyang naputol ang aming kuwentuhan.

"Patay na!" Bulong ko sa aking sarili.

Iyon ay dahil nasa kanyang mukha ang ebidensya ng aming kapraningnang ginawa habang siya ay natutulog. Ang kanyang pisngi ay may linya ng uling habang sa kanyang dibdib naman ay naroon pa rin ang bulaklak na aking inalay habang lahat kami ay kinukunan siya ng litrato.

Ang mga natirang gising ay yumuko at napatahimik. Guilty ang mga tiga Encantadia. Subalit ang Tsupaeng na siyang aming bangkero ay tahimik na tumayo, pumunta kung saan naroon ang kanyang bag upang kumuha ng pamunas at niyakap ang Bloiggster na buong akala namin ay umiiyak matapos madiskubre ang pang-aalipusta sa kanyang pagkatao. Dahan-dahang dinampi ni Tasya Pantasya ang isang malinis na T-shirt sa mukha ng bagong gising at pinakalma ito sa pamamagitan ng pakikipagusap dito. Matapos ang ilang minuto ay muling nahiga ang Bloiggster, marahil ay walang alam sa mga pangyayari ng madaling araw na iyon.

- Encantadia (Final Act), February 24, 2009

Had you known that it was me who put that stalk of flower on your chest, and had this devious idea of setting up a mini-funeral to grieve for being the first casualty - the El Tumbador - of that outing, the Encantos would have seen your kickboxing techniques - being used on me. You may also have frowned, had you known that I was the greatest proponent of the Bloiggster-Jaycee fans club - if such budding attachment had prospered. Instead, it became a disaster which could have torn the group apart. We may have known each other from the first Walang Mukha thread, but it was only early this year that we're able to finally meet and get acquainted.

And now that you're leaving again, I can't help but feel sorry that another chance to get close will be lost.

I will miss how you claim everyone to be your student. (You even told me that I could have been your "pupil" if I was fortunate enought to enroll at the prestigious schools you became affliated with) I will miss how you spoke about history like it was your life. (Makikipagdebate pa ako sa iyo sa World History, madaya ka!) We could have been gym buddies if I had access to your gym. It was your determination to work-out religiously that inspired me to go on - even when I already achieved my goals.

I will miss the general messages you send every morning and before you sleep, and for keeping us connected in ways that I only get to realize now.

Take care and may your happiness meet you there. Don't allow the kinky Indonesians to turn you into a butterfly.

We will always be here dude.

You will be our one and only sisthurette.