Blogtober #9: Snow Beats Water

Hello, everyone!

How would I explain the bittersweetness of this morning?

At 8:00am (GMT) this morning, the All-Access Weekend event ended…kinda! Dun-dun-dun! I could have laid in this morning, but I decided to check out the reactions of non-members a half hour before the event was going to end. I had a feeling I would see some angry faces and faces of woe. My feeling was accurate as I logged into Alpine early in the morning. To be honest, it was quite devastating to see. Non-members, who had never got the opportunity to become a member previously, obviously had such a blast last weekend that they didn’t want the membership trial to end. A lot of people, including me, would say “Now you know how fun it is, buy a membership!”. Of course, that would only target the portion of non-members who are sceptical about the game. The other non-members probably cannot afford a membership or are not allowed to purchase one.

It’s true. I felt sorry for a lot of penguins. But, what I saw this morning was also incredible! Again, get ready to listen to me talk about how amazing our community is!

Before I do that, let me share one of the new penguins I met today. Her name is PorcelainQueen, but she is commonly known as MidnightStarX. While I was witnessing the community come together, she said: “Blue o:”. I heard the colour of my name…I mean, my name, so I turned ’round and greeted her back. She mentioned how she knows me from Twitter and that I am involved with blogs, yet I still had no clue who this penguin was. I was very intrigued and delighted that she was familiar with me; she even mentioned how it was an honour. I always feel honoured to make new friends, and luckily we became friends shortly after. I was still unsure who she was until the one and only MidnightStarX came waddling down the iceberg and sent me a friend request. It was a peculiar meeting, but it only makes this recount more interesting for you all!

Next, we both went to the welcome area and saw so many penguins talking about how sad they were about the melting ice key. At the same time, I saw happiness because so many players, both members and non-members, bonded together. That’s what I love about our community – everyone is willing to be friends with each other. Despite the blue sky, tonnes of fireworks were being rocketed into the air and a bunch of party blasters soared upwards and exploded into tiny fragments. This was the definition of unity. This was a perfect thing to see during Bullying Prevention Month. I hope that new penguins got that impression and consider joining our creative community.

As minutes passed, the ice key was close to fully melting. More and more penguins gathered. We shared food, we played games, and we were together. By the way, a shout-out to the flying pinata. That funky thing looked way too cool for us “flightless penguins” when it casually floated above the trampoline.

As the ice key melted, penguins were saying their final goodbyes as if this was the end of Club Penguin all over again. We all slowly and reluctantly waited for the clothes to magically disappear until we all planned a way to stay as members forever. “Just never leave the room, ever!”. It sounded like a solid plan! What would possibly go wrong? We would have the Foodtrekker, beach balls, the island director, a hot tub, etc. Beacon Boardwalk is, practically, the party central of this island! So, we all just waited and laughed. I even suggested we freeze the ice key once more; snow beats water! It was a hilarious instinct from the community! The one thing that changed our mind was the realisation that we would never be able to experience the wonder of Island Central or igloos. After that, we all took our time to – individually – leave the room at our own comfortable pace. There were some brave penguins, and there were some sentimental ones too. I figured I was too tired to wait there all day, therefore I proudly tubed my way into Coconut Cove and must have got mugged on the way there because my clothes were gone.

I was convinced it was Herbert.

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