Pab: My introduction to slsk was on IRC, and went like this:

debaser : pab. slsk. now. ...

so I did ... (etc)

And yes, he immediately got on the "you are a bandwidth hog" band-wagon. cheeky sod.

Pixiegoth: Ahhh the meet! It just wouldn't have been the same if Dayan hadn't had his lip ring done that morning! We all took the p*ss out of him while he was trying to eat a Pizza around it :D I didn't see the eye ball gag but I did see him get very, VERY drunk and fall over a lot. I felt like mothering him there and then. He was so sweet. I remember asking him if he thought all Pixies should die (see t-shirt) and did that include me!!

I also remember him and Commie hijacking my hair colour thread and having a slanging match! It made me chuckle. Can anyone remember what colour he suggested as it should be done in tribute to him :)

Funny what you remember in these situations!

RIP mate, RIP! :(

He was so self concious in Pizza Hut and when he looked up and we were all staring at him he just blushed and told us all to bugger off (or words to that effect!) :D

He was just so mad that day! It was so funny. I mean usually if someone gets blind drunk and staggers around it just irritates me but Dayan didn't. He made me laugh and I just wanted to take him under my wing and tell him he was alright. He kept apologising for his behaviour (in his own unique and drunken way) and I just kept telling him that it didn't matter. It really didn't.

Polocrunch: We sat through the Matrix Revolutions together (the only time we met - and he was "pretty cool" by my judgement at the time, despite my complete idiocy). He laughed when I cracked jokes and made sarcastic comments - Squee! That movie was saved by being able to make bad jokes and have a laugh with Dayan. I didn't know him as well as some of you guys, and I definitely ought to make the effort to get to know some of you better. I wish I had known Dayan better, even though I would have been even more distressed than I am now when he died. He seems like he was a really cool person, and I feel so chewed-up about him dying.

porcelainwarrior: oh god, i dont even know where to start, his laugh, our late night conversations, the way, no matter what i had said or done, he always said he loved me before we hung up or went offline, his insane planning even when he claimed to be shy and retiring (sure dayan :P ), the way he could always make me smile, the way i could always talk to him no matter the time of day, even when it concerned things i knew he didnt want to have to confront about me, how we argued constantly about music and he sneakily sent me songs until i saw his way of things, the time he hung up on my mum three times in a row cause he thought i would answer...even tohugh id just told him i was three miles from home, and just last week how much he freaked out when my friends kidnapped my keyboard and pretended to be me, stupid things, little things but thats what il remember about him. thankyou to everyone else, i was scared i would forget important things but i see now that we all have our own memories, our own little moments with him that will remain most precious to us and us alone...thankyou

dayan, i loved you, i still do. im eternally sorry for the way i hurt you, all those weeks lost through my own stupidity. im just glad i didnt lose you completely...im just glad we were talking again, friends again. im glad i have good memories of our last days and i hope you do too...i cant even see for the tears now but i have to keep typing, tell you how much you meant to me. i will never forget you, i only wish i had had one chance to hug you and tell you all this for real...

i just remembered something else...i want to write it down so i dont forget it again...when he was in turkey a few months back...and i got called three times in under an hour with him squealing cause some turkish waiter who looked like brian molko kept coming onto him and he couldnt get away...oh and "the great phone hijack" - almost a solid week when neither of us had money in our phones but we couldnt stand not talking so we "borrowed" our assorted parents and/or siblings phones to keep in touch...and the time he called me near pulling his hair out cause he couldnt find a lighter or matches but was surrounded by hundreds of duty-free cigarettes his mum wouldnt notice going missing (also in turkey)

ok...thats me...for now...

Prince Aries: One of my personal favorites is the time he called me. With my being so outrageously hyper and fast talking and him and his accent the conversation mostly was a lot of "huhs" and "whats" It was comical. Comical because it went on like this for A LONG DAMN TIME. I felt so bad I think I apologized to him (online) about a million times. He just laughed at me and said "aye..."

I know he didn't take it too well, but you guys remember that time he came on IRC and we just tackled him with Dayan lurve? THen we made him LEAVE IRC so we could do something to surprise him. And we all switched nicks. I'm sorry, but that was just hilarious. I think he figured it out when he talked to me in whispers (thinking I was Commie).

ravein : when Dayan found the glass eye on ebay and I made him make the Count Down to Glass Eye clock and we checked it everyday.... and made up the "ohh you found my glass eye in you drink" gag... the first time we talked in IRC and got into a 10 shrug off.... all of the e-divorces we made millions off of..... all of the "can you belive he said that " pm's

god there is so many...... I cant type for the tears..... he made a girl across the ocean grin like a villian..... god I love that boy......

Sir Psycho Sexy: I'll never EVER forget the Birmingham meet, he got so rip roaring drunk and missed his train home, so I went to the bar in Scruffy Murphy's at about 10pm and asked for the Yellow Pages and a pint of water, the water was for dayan, the Yellow Pages was for me, I spent the next (what felt like) hour trawling for hotels that still had a twin room free and had an open checkin at well past midnite, at this point Dayan had sobered up enough to walk on his own with out falling over, course now he wouldn't stop saying sorry and thank you, bless you dayan you were always welcome, now i think about it.... lil' bugger still owes me £30....i guess i can let that slide now :P

if i were to remeber one thing about dayan, it was his laugh, he had the most unique laugh i've ever heard, i'll always remember him for that

Sun Tsu: There's a lot of memories from me...happy memories...like the time we got really bored and took the piss out of the Tony Hawk games, we invented one called ''Tony Hawk: Jizzlobber''...hahaha....that went on for about an hour....''Minger! Speed halved!''

Or the time I gave my mobile number and we could'nt find the code for Ireland to put at the start...such franticness....

Or the time he told me his theory that every band has an outsider:''Black Francis is one....because he's fat..... =P''.....

Or the music discussions........the last time I talked to him, we finally managed to settle the System vs. Pixies fight....

That's all I can think of for now...I wish I could have seen that glass-eye trick....

I remember all of those time he called me his ''little padawan''.....hehe....

I remember a VERRRRRRRRRY long time ago, when he first told me about Pixies:

Debs: Have you ever heard of Pixies?

I: No. Any reccomendations?

Debs: Debaser. Obviously. =P

I: Oooooh. Really?

Debs: Yup.

I: Wow.

....and then it graced my ears. \o/

Syuu: He was my absolute love and adoration.. and I was so stupid when talking to him

We had this one conversation in YIM about falling in love with forumites and how nobody thinks its real or plausable .. and he said something about how it had happened to him, and I said the same .. but at the time, he was talking about Laura and how she was just like him and sweet and caring and everything.. I lost the balls to say I'd been talking about him, but did it later anyway.

That was all so stupid and dramatic. All of that.. it happened with Jon and everyone.. and I guess by the time we both figured it out, it was too late.

All the nicks, too. Debbie, debs, debesexilicioius, all of it. his chief powwow of irc, making me a mod too, being my best f--king friend who let me use his british words and laughed when I tried to say arse and sound english. he swam when he called me and he was drunk just to say he loved me, throwing up in the toilet and apologizing.. he'd never stop apologizing no matter how many times I said it was ok and I loved him no matter what. he paid to talk to me and I never got to pay him back or do what I was supposed to, I was absolute crap and never deserved him. I told about the rubber duck even though it was cute, .. I don't know, I just fell in love with him. that's the best memory.

having fallen for someone like him.

I'm sorry. I just have more.. and I don't want to forget anything.

The spam manitee, when he immitated me and borrowed all my emoticons.. when he said he was coming to las vegas and if i couldnt keep him he would sleep in a ditch, and i had to stop him. talking about how wonderful the meet would be, finally getting to see him and touch him and tackle him and kiss him. how much he hated logicman and thanked me for going to bat, helping me through sonic and in the yahoo chat, calling himself a cockmonger for the silliest reasons, putting the ice cubes in his shorts and documenting it, the sleep deprivation diaries, his guilt trips he sent me on, saying he loved hearing me laugh and that I was a poor britposeur if I said ass.. and on the 22nd when he called me, he said I said wanker correctly and that he was proud of me. i told him i loved him, i wanted him to know how much and that it was true. hanging up on my parents, me getting him with the mata irc joke, us joking about who raped who to make chanserv, us snogging and joking in whispers and his erps and bleahs and his perfection.

I don't know how long I can stay with this information.

How frustrated he got when we talked about his animated eyebrows. XD

"FOR F--K'S SAKE I DO NOT HAVE BLOODY ANIMATED EYEBROWS"

Ah.. he said the f word so cute. ._.; and bollocks. He said all profanity in a perfect way..

Does anyone still have that cursing wav he did?

You know, the 22nd I told him his ceiling was going to eat him.

We had a very fun roundabout conversation about that, and me being outside his window.

Dayan always apologized for calling me. He said if he were me, he would have hung up and slapped himself in the face. I never knew why, because those phonecalls were the sweetest, most perfect conversations I've ever had with a single person. I used to tell him if he did stop calling I'd be very sad, and I suppose now he knows I wasn't kidding.

From his making fun of the microwave to me calling him cute and making him curse a string something awful, I loved those conversations.

And his giggle. Omg, his giggle. There never was a better sound in the universe.

AND.. the alright thing. It went like this:

Dayan: Hiya.

Me: Hi!

Dayan: Bleugh.

Me: You alright?

Dayan: Yeh.

Me: Promise?

Dayan: Promise.

Me: On Black Francis and Kim Deal?

Dayan: Do you want me to get out my copy of Doolittle and swear on it?

Me: Yes! That would be wonderful.

Dayan: .. Blegh. I swear on Black Francis and Kim Deal and this Doolittle album that I am alright.

Me: Thenks.

Dayan: You alright?

Me: Yeah.

Dayan: Promise?

Me: Yup.

Dayan: Pro-oooomise?

Me: YES. JACK STRAW.

Dayan: AGHHHHHHH. ._.;

Yep. That was the best thing ever.

"What's that crap you're listening to?"

"I Can't Stop Raving.. the Blode theme .."

"Bleeeeeeeh."

"*Turns it off*"

"Thankyou. >_>;"

Liked it when I played The Smiths, tho'. He said he should have known that I of all people would play them.

Me: So I called him an arse and --

Dayan: - Mad giggling -

Me: What?

Dayan: - Continues giggling -

Me: Oh what?!

Dayan: Noooooothing. Nope. Nothing. Not a thing. Nowt.

Me: ...

Dayan: ... - Giggle -

Me: JACK STRAW AND BLACK FRANCIS AND THOM YORKE COVERED IN WHIPPED CREAM NUDE.

Dayan: AGHHHHHHHH. I'M SORRY. YOU SAY ARSE FUNNY.

Me: What, arse?

Dayan: - Giggles more -

Me: diydgdfusydf.

Dayan: What on earth are you doing?It sounds like self pleasure.

Me: NO. NO I AM NOT.

Dayan: - Giggle -

I have too many phone convo stories. ._x

Take me home tonight where there's music and there's people who are young and alive driving in your car I never never want to go home because I haven't got one anymore and if a double decker bus .. crashes into us, to die by your side would be a heavenly way to die. and if a ten ton truck kills the both of us to die by your side, well the pleasure, the priviledge is mine. oh there is a light and it never goes out. and in the darkened underpass I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last but then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask

All men have secrets, and here is mine so let it be known -- We have been through hell and high tide, I can surely rely on you and yet you start to recoil, heavy words are so lightly thrown. But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you.

you took me behind a disused railway line and said "I know a place where we can go where we are not known" and you gave me something that I won't forget too soon. Oh the alcoholic afternoons When we sat in your room They meant more to me than any .. than any living thing on earth.

No it's NOT like any other love this one's different because it's us! Yes, we may be hidden by "rags" but we have something they'll never have If they dare touch a hair on your head I'll fight to the last breath The good life is out there somewhere so stay on my arm, you little charmer

Everyday you must say so how do I feel about my life anything is hard to find when you will not open your eyes when will you accept yourself?

When you cycled by here began all my dreams the saddest thing I've ever seen and you never knew how much I really liked you because I never even told you oh, but I meant to Are you still there? Or have you moved away? Or have you moved away?

I dreamt about you last night and I fell out of bed twice you can pin and mount me like a butterfly But take me to the haven of your bed was something that you never said two lumps, please you're the bee's knees but so am I

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head and as I climb into an empty bed oh well, enough said I know it's over still I cling I don't know where else I can go,mother

So we go inside and we gravely read the stones all those people all those lives where are they now? with the loves and hates and passions just like mine they were born and then they lived and then they died seems so unfair and I want to cry

How can they see the love in our eyes and still they don't believe us and after all this time they don't want to believe us and if they don't believe us now will they ever believe us? and when you want to live how do you start? where do you go? who do you know?

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All lyrics from Hatfull of Hollow and The Queen is Dead, all for Dayan.

They're just so.. me n' him.

He ought to like this. I'm setting up for a tattoo right quick, one done by a friend hopefully for a slight price. "Debaser" written across my right breast in either black old english or some other fitting style of writing. Now that's going to be lovely.

edit - I should also add his bomber man somewhere.