Nostalrius: It's not an easy thing to meet your Maker.
Blizzard: And what can We do for you?
Nostalrius: Can the Maker create the vanilla experience?
Blizzard: Would you like us to modify our realms?
Nostalrius: Had in mind something a little less radical.
Blizzard: What's the problem?
Nostalrius: Today's WOW.
Blizzard: I'm afraid that's a little out of my...
Nostalrius: We want a vanilla server.
Blizzard: Ah. Yes. The facts of forward momentum. So I'll be blunt. To make an alteration in the evolution of our code base, at least by programmers, designers, and others would be financially fatal. Release sequences can't be reversed once established.
Nostalrius: Why?
Blizzard: Because by the second day of expansion launch any desire to revert back to prior code undergoes mutation, which give rise to revertant profits -- like marketing teams and CEOs leaving a sinking ship.
Nostalrius: What about ManG.O.S. recombination?
Blizzard: We've already tried it -- a private server cluster is a fragmenting agent and a potent mutagen -- it would create a fraction so lethal it would destroy the community before the first six months.
Nostalrius: Then use our code base!
Blizzard: Would obstruct our expansions and give rise to an error so that newly formed expansions would fragment the community even more. You'd have a virus again... but all this is academic... vanilla was made as well as we could, back then.
Nostalrius: But not to last?
Blizzard: The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long, and you have burned so very, very brightly, Nostalrius.
Blizzard: You are the best of all possible private vanilla servers. We're proud of our heritage... and glad you've created something special. You're quite a prize.
Nostalrius: I've done questionable things.
Blizzard: Also extraordinary things. --
Nostalrius: But you won't let me continue.
** Blizzard then claws out Nostalrius' eyes and crushes its head. The bloody corpse falls to the floor... dead. **
R.I.P. Nostalrius:
