III, i, and I'm still here.

It pisses me off to think that I was going to fall for it - that I was going to let some doubt and fear overshadow the amazing things we've managed to do here over the past several weeks.  I worked hard, man, and for what?  For you all to bail on me?

I don't think so.  I took a little trip, and I think it's quite clear, I was right all along.  We saw something, something undeniably related to the whomp on our computers.  We sat on our butts, people.  We allowed this data to overwhelm us and we never really questioned it.  We just sat back and said, "Pass the remote, dude."

Out there, in the open air and away from the hum of the fan, or the whirr of the processor, Random and I saw things you'd never expect, except on Ripley's Believe It or Not.  

I'm back, and don't you forget it.  I am not intimidated, I am not scared, and I don't really care if you stick around for the ride or not, any more.  You all had your chances, and while I think it's stupid that your skills are going to waste with the scripting you'll most likely go back to now that you've left this project hanging, I am not going to hang onto the hope at this point.

If anything, I'll share a little.  If it helps.  So WHAT if you don't trust me?  Random's golden, and he saw the same things I saw?

Are you on board, or not?