R.I.P. Sesame
9 years ago
By the way, I moved FA accounts when I switched characters. I still check this one every once in a while, but it's much more likely you'll reach me at
zephyrrazorfen
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GUESS WHAT!

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GUESS WHAT!
This time yesterday, if you asked me who my favorite furries were, I would say
zinky and
sesamebun (even if he isn't really one.)
These two people have meant the world to me, and I would give an arm and a leg just to make sure they were okay. Unfortunately, that did not happen to be the case.
Today, I heard through a game of telephone that my friend Sesame had passed.
I will be the first to admit that he was not just a friend. He was more than a friend.
Words cannot sum up my admiration for him, so I'll try and go on about how we met and how it impacted me.
I was really bored one day and wanted to meet some new furs. I figured that one as social as him couldn't hurt.
I felt a level of unworthiness as I asked him to talk, it seemed that he was so social he would have no need to talk to me. That I would merely be taking up his time and space.
Fortunately, I was able to coerce a response back from him. We talked about normal things: interests, hobbies, educations, etc.
About a week after just casually talking, I decided to bring up a serious topic at the time. My high school education.
It was around then that I made a realization:
Sesame was not your average furry, he was something more. He was extremely accepting and caring, even if you didn't matter that much to him, he just wanted to make sure you were happy and things were going well with you. He would do what it takes to make sure you're happy.
And it radiated off of him. He emitted happiness. Everywhere he went (to my knowledge) he would be able to find or make a friend. He would light up a room, and even just getting a response from him on Skype made me elated.
Eventually, the serious topics would come more frequently and we would talk for probably hours at a time on serious topics, from politics to human rights. I would often times find myself playing devils advocate just to make sure we would get to keep talking.
One of these topics, was on him discussing his gender dysphoria, and desire to be female. It was probably one of our longest conversations, where I used every example I had to tell him that he was wrong in what he was doing. Somewhere along the line i wasn't sure if I was playing devil's advocate or not. It was the most in depth I'd gone into a debate and I don't think I'll ever be able to do as such again.
However, one night after our long-winded conversations he asked me something in a very serious manner. I do not have the chatlogs with me, but I have a decent recollection of what he had said.
He told me he wanted me to live on as the bunny Sesame after he had left this world, and to just try to keep the ideal of a little social bunny that was innocent and pure. He said it was to become tradition that when one of them has passed, the next in line gets to be Sesame.
In retrospect, I should have told him then that it was a stupid idea, but I was awestruck at the time based on what he was saying.
This was a long time ago. After that, he moved on to the character Lem Ahnayd, and then seemingly vanished for a long while. We didn't talk for had to have been years.
Without a goodbye, I felt unprepared and fearful that he may have passed during this break, and it was not until he came back that I truly understood why he stuck around and listened to me ramble contrary to him for months at a time.
Even though I thought of him as a man with an extreme intellect, he felt the same about me and I was floored by this.
But that's not why I'm making the journal. I'm making it because we all, in fact, will miss Sesame and the things he has done for each of us.
After he came back, I made a joke to him, referencing me being the next Sesame. He didn't dismiss it, but almost actually encouraged it.
That being said, I am unable to take on the role of Sesame, from the original because of things that have happened since.
In the time that he was gone, he married and had a child with at wonderful woman, the light of his life.
I doubt any of our conversation pertained to that, and I would not want in any way to make things troublesome or confusing to Lucca and her son.
There will always, however, be a voice in my head telling me that I need to do it for him, in his honor. I can not, and will not listen to that voice, as cute and tempting the voice of a little bunny is.
Besides, a man with his sense of humor deserves to be honored in death, not mourned.
I know instead of moping about it, he'd much rather you take this as an opportunity to think of all the good that has come from him.
Rest in peace, Sesame. I hope you have a wonderful time in heaven playing with your abundance of OC's.
Love,
Ezra

Brock-OMeles
~brock-omeles
A beautiful tribute to an amazing person. Thank you for sharing this, and it fits very well with the interactions I had with him as well. There was truly something special about him.