On September 7, *-P.K.Masters-* closed.

 

Nearly eight years ago, a rather small and shy eleven-year-old boy made a decision. As seemingly unimportant as it was at the time, the decision was one that would override, overpower, and overthrow the very foundation he not only grew up with but also lived on.

 

That decision took over his life. One could say it became his life. After his childhood sailed, the thicket of adolescence took root. After adolescence--adulthood. Nearly half the young man's life had gone by since the decision he once made in his youth, yet to this day, it affected him. Waking up, the first light came from his thoughts. Drifting off to sleep, his mind continued to whisper.

 

All because of one hope. One act. One decision. Decision--a word so ordinary yet so consequential. This is what I came to realize as I molded this clan with my hands, my eyes, and my mind. This is what I came to realize as every year passed and every year began. This is what I came to realize as I typed this farewell.

 

This is our goodbye.

 

For years we labored under an ever-changing sun. We based our success on the most pure form of struggle, strain, and stress. Once in a blue moon, we gazed high--but Luck never looked down. As a consequence, our fortune came from us and us alone. We warred while outmatched and continued to PK deep. Despite everything we lived through since our inception in RuneScape-Classic, we now look in a different direction and shape a new decision.

 

You are the reason why I continued. As a child, I never once thought we would be this connected and complete. Then again, I never envisioned this ending either. A few years ago, I planned to end on our tenth anniversary, but I suppose Luck has finally batted an eye.

 

I will never forget. On my death bed, I will remember each and every one of you. I will remember that before we ended, we were riding a wave of potential--one so decided and impressively immeasurable that I felt an unreal and unfamiliar force grasping the crest and thrusting it towards a new summit.

 

While this is the end of our clan, I hope this is not the end for us. I simply cannot let everyone go. Please, stay in touch. All of you. You will find my immutable screen name on AIM, MSN, Skype, and Facebook.

 

May we meet again,

Dbzruler72, Former *-P.K.Masters-* Clan Leader

Glad you posted this here.

 

Already posted on your forum topic, so all that's left to say is RIP, a truly unique clan.

Sad to hear, I liked you guys. RIP PKM

RIP pkm... u guys gave us some nice fights when we were starting up.

It's sad to see you guys go, you gave some of my older clans good fights 1-3(?) years back. A lot of current Nexus members were in PKM too I think? :S

dang, sad to see you go PKM, gl to your members both rs and IRL

Heard about it from Everton I think a couple days ago RIP.

RIP P.K. Masters :(

RIP Game.

rip pkm :eek:

RIP PKM.

 

Heard about it from an ex member.

R.I.P.

RIP, brothers :sad:

RIP.

Heard in TPR

 

Sad to see you guys go. Legends

RIP =/

rip

Really sorry to see one of the true Tip.It clans go, but you survived for a long time.

A lot of people got a good start in PKM, and you should be proud of what you have accomplished.

 

RIP.

You guys were great and everything you brought to the clan world was great.

 

May the legacy and the memories live on.

Damn shame, you guys were one of the best.

 

But, sometimes it's better just to end than drag it out.

 

RIP.

R.I.P

RIP, one of the oldest surviving clans. You guys have always been a pillar of Tip.It.

RIP

RIP PKM, you guys were in my opinion the most respected clan out here. :thumbup:

RIP PKM :(

Always sad to see a clan go