I know you all think I’m just Tarryn writing under another name for fun and profit, but I’m actually an entirely different human-person made of meat and everything. And this is my last day at NAG.
It’s been a fun two-and-a-half-ish years writing nonsense about the games I love, annoying Tarryn with my wayward punctuation, and predicting the robot apocalypse, but now I am needed elsewhere – the hive calls for my return. My only regret is that I won’t get to tell you when the wild horses finally become useful in Red Dead Online (it will happen, I know it will), when Respawn gives Caustic his gas back, or how disappointing the Borderlands movie ends up being (it’s inevitable).
I mean, I’m not dying (not any more than usual), my rambling just won’t be on NAG anymore. Or will it? Because, as you all know, I’m actually just Tarryn, hoarder of cats and the best editor a clone could have.
So, be good, never abandon your squad, and remember to read the article before commenting. Also, if you want to be cool, you can buy a copy of my book that has absolutely nothing to do with video games, but contains at least one invisible cat. You want to be cool, don’t you?
Anyway, GLHF.