I'm in it for the friends I've known for more years than I have toes (got em all btw) and all the ones I haven't met yet.
Game is nothing more than an bar with a chair perfectly formed to my butt. Most faces hang around, occasionally we lose "Bob" or "George", often some new guys walks in and buys a round, but the foundation of the hangout remains the same. Once in a while, every 2 weeks or so, Dale tries a new beer on tap. Sometimes it's great, sometimes it's sour, but you roll with it, cause Dale Tries.
Alot of the young ones come in, hang out a bit and decide they don't quite like the music or the fact that there isn't enough bubbles in the pit or strobe lights, and run off to find some quirky fad type club, bashing us old fogies on the way out. It's ok, we were all there. They will find the fancy places change ownership, and flashy lightbulbs, more to keep up with the next fad than to keep their customers content. They will grow out of it, we did.
We won't miss em when they leave, heck, we won't remember their names, but a few will stick around and grow on us.
Those are who we are here for. Those that want a home, those that want stability, those that their wifes know, and kids know. Those who think it's great when HB555 comes to town because Dad talks about him and Easyscor at the Collins foundation air show. Dad's happy, life is good.
Bored? Your trying to hard kid. Have a seat and look at what's around you. With luck, it'll be here a long time from now, the resistance to instant gratification and fad is too strong in this group. It's not out of stubbornness, it's out of experience.
Now, you say you are bored because your squad has moved on. All what, 12 of them? There are Thousands of people out there. Trust me, not one of them are logging in to entertain you. That's not our problem to solve. But, feel free to hang out, see what a single year cannot, will not ever show you.