"Drawing this image and just posting it makes my heart heavy, it represents a part of me that's more or less gone, a part of me that wasn't worried about art, wasn't worried about the future, a part of me that could just enjoy playing TF2, market gardening and Rocket Jumping for hours without a worry in the world. It's part of growing up, I've been playing TF2 for so long and I still continue, but this soldier, this loadout, before I made sonas, before I drew so much art, before anything that I am right now, this will always be me. Even if I no longer feel this way, even if I'm not as good at the game as I once was, even though it hurts to look at because it's a thing of the past. It will always be me, and I'll always be recognized by this loadout in TF2. This dumb little game and this dumb little loadout has changed and impacted my life in so many ways that I can't even begin to describe. I'll always be Roxor, Rocco Rox, Sir-Rox, and even Rox022, so if you've ever played with me, or been a friend in the past, I'll never forget you, Please don't forget me. Rox was HERE."