The World as M. See It - My MC Memoirs.

[Beauregard]

Memoirs of an Avid MCer.

These memories are my own, and not necesserally backed up by others or by fact or reason, they are just my memories of how things transpired. I may have eras, interactions, people or places wrong...but this is how I saw it, and how it all happened through my eyes.

In the beginning was MC, and MC was Delphi, and MC was with Delphi, the same was in the beginning with Delphi. This was terratory that I did not explore. Sure, I stumbled across it and stared with wide-eyed interest as tales of Muffins, and FOZZ3BEAR's, and Philip Chapmans, but I never signed onto that forum or signed my name within it's advertising-laced space.

I was just a kid, a kid with a dream of meeting Jim Henson and making Muppet Movies. At night I'd bounce on my bed and proclaim "One day I will buy the Muppets and make Muppet Pilgrim's Progress!" or "Imagine a Pigs in Space Movie!" My parents would listen with amusement and switch off the lights.

By day I'd surf back to MC and linger around the sign-post of links that led to Collectables, Interviews, Articles, Forum, or Chat. At lunch I would beg to join the forum, and my parents would warn of the dangers of kidnappers as we ate battered-fish, chips, and green peas which rolled off my fork.

Finally, it was decided. Should I change my e-mail address from myname at hotmail dot com, to something more psudo-nomic, I could join. With much glee, I bounced to Hotmail and slid into the control seat. Beauregard was taken, but Beauergard97 was free. I snatched it up like a freshly-cooked waffle and eagerly swung by MC to join up.

Delphi was gone.

The site was gone.

Only Crazy Harry and a message about the site being in a progress of fixing remained.

Devistated, I left and returned to games of teddies where my ragged Bear, Fox, Lion, Mouse and sisters firey red-haired Ragdoll would become a spunky modern day Electric Mayhem band.

Monthes later, it seemed, MC returned and the forum was sparkly and new and untouched. I signed in, and on, and was imediately mistaken for "Dave" who apparently never made the leap from Delphi to the new MC before I jumped into his yet uncold 'Beauregard' shaped bed.

I was in. I was here. Amidst the glamourous high-rolling world of Emmy's, Jackie's, and Cindy Chapmen (Who I assumed was related to Barbie in some manner, due to her name being Cindy). It took me a while to fit in, especially as I first picked the name "bovegard" and discovered to my charign that Beauregard was honestly NOT spelt in that fashion.

Humiliated I changed my name and added an avatar that blinked.

What happened next I cannot recall. I know from looking back that I was an annoying, slightly brattish child of the forum who couldn't spell (oh, that's changed...not) and was rather like the little orphan Oliver asking, "Please, sir, I want some more."

I suppose my next memory must have been joining the Role-play, where an idol's eyes had been stolen by jewel theives and the Muppets were on the case. Identity in hand, I dove right in and managed to push the plot in bizare directions which must have caused much agony to the director in charge Kevin, the elite FOZZ3BEAR, as I still knew him. He wanted to Role-play to end with a sparkle of magic, I...stubbern as I was...wanted scientific reasoning to win through. I have no idea how that fanfic ended. I just know that I loved every second of it.

Then there was the Sexy Muppet Mans. I don't know when it started, or when I joined, but one day, it was there and I was watching, mouth slightly agape, as a group of camoflaged girls (and boys) crept through the bushes and poked telescopes through Bill Barettas open blinds where flowery drapes fluttered in the wind.

This was new. This was different. I dove right in, taking the lower left landing, where I stood guard awaiting the approaching footsteps of a sexy Muppet Mans.

Elsewhere I offered "Star Wars: The Phantom Muffin" to a growing list of favorite Muffin Movies. I began to shout "Your Face!" and waved "Gratituitous Penguin Smilie" banners from every window.

And speaking of penguins, there was Luke. He was British. He seemed awesome and his avatar never failed to make me smile. He was one of the BBBers, actually, and seemed to take the mick' constantly out of his good friend and confident Byron. Who was this hairy man, and why did he refuse to take showers?

Another hero was born for me. I dove from thread to thread, thriving on chaos. This was my life now. I'd fallen down the rabbit hole and I was truely alive.

To be continued...where all that sparkles remain gold and my golden era of MC begins

 

[minidoozer]

Oh, I love this! Can't wait to read the next part. I know I didn't have even the slightest clue that the Muppets even existed back then and didn't discover MC till it was pretty much thrown in my face but I like reading about the old days anyway

 

[Beauregard]

There was many members on MC then in those days, who I dared not speak to because they
were awesome. They were too kewl for skewl. They were...the MC shizzle. They were
from...Hushed voices now...Delphi.

Zach, was one of them. Zach the (this space for rent) Dog.

Everything he said was pure gold, and even when he didn't sign it with a phrase, it was
still obvious he had posted because his Rowlf the Dog avatar spelt power and wisdom. There was Dr Teeth, one who knew the past as well as the future of the Muppets. He was a demi-god of MC, to me. Along with Beaker and Jamie. If Emmy and Jackie were the heart, those three were the brains. What they said, went. They had Muppet history down to a T and even knew how to spell Huxattor (something even know I cannot do with confidence.)

And there was Cantus Rock. He was the soul.

I must have hit 1000 posts at some point because before I knew it, I was entering the pearly gates of the Hot Tubs where, hidden below the bubbly waves, a cardboard cutout Britney awaited to tangle any unsuspecting legs. And below the bubbly waves, below the cutouts, there was Crazy (Chris) Harry, tunneling with TNT and popping up for air.

That Britney must have had a huge impact on me as a child, because I cannot think of the Hottubs without her coming to mind. I think the image of a grown-man with a cardboard cutout was quite a vision for my young mind. That and everyone leaping into the bubbled-bath for a new version of "Rub-a-dub-a-duck."

Meanwhile, over in the general discussion thread, some Random Randomness had sprung to life, headed by one Punk'n'Muppets. Here people blew-up, died, decapitated themselves, climbed ladders, dropped muffins, and generall made a fool out of themselves.

Tentatively, I tested the waters and then dove right in there as well.

And even as online, my imagination was becoming alive, in the real world my parents were becomming worried that I spent too much time online. Did I really have to check 'my messages' every few minutes? What was becomming of my writing and school work as I grew more distracted on MC? I didn't mind, and explained my school-work was fine!

Never fooled, they took my internet away in the mornings, while hard work was applied, then I'd dive on in the afternoons to explore the new Fraggle worlds, and Muppety terratory. I was becoming myself.

Let me explain. I have an older sister, who I adore. She and I have done everything together since the day I was born one year and eleven days after her emergance into the world. If we went to the sweetshop, I made her buy the sweets. If we went to the park, I followed her from swings to slide to climbing frame. If we climbed trees, it was she who went first and I crawled along behind.

But MC was my thing.

I was alone, and people appreciated me. People laughed at my jokes. When I planned an invasion of Bill Barettas home, Emmy backed me up. When my verse for Rub-a-dub didn't quite fit, DrTeeth provided an alternative, when the HotTubs when cold, someone turned the heat up!

I had somehow made someone smile and I began to smile as I'd never smiled before.

Soon, though, a new group of friends would change the dynamic and face of MC forever.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

How beautiful.
=')

Very deep, Beau. <3

*Snuggles*

Cheers to my pal. <3

 

[theprawncracker]

Oh I do so love this Mister Beau, please sir, may I have some more? I want to know MY part of the story!

And is THAT a TABI? !

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

=0 *Hugs the luffily memories that is Matt's*

Hope to reach that day!

*Cooks Ryan*

 

[MrsPepper]

Aww, it's so nice that you're sharing all of this, especially since the Forum Wiki has made me reminisce so much lately! You're starting to approach the part where I jumped in, so it will be interesting to see your side of things.

*big huge huggles* By the way, Beau, I hope you know how special you are. Just felt like saying that.

 

[redBoobergurl]

Memories, light the corners of my mind, misty water color memories, of the way we were....

LOVE it. I love when we reminisce about the old days and it's really fun for me to hear about the days of MC before I was here!

Keep it coming Beau, this is great!

 

[Skye]

Aww, this is so sweet, Beau! Truly wonderful. I'm looking forward to more!

 

[Ilikemuppets]

Really love it so much so much far! Really love hearing about choses early days.