A Personal Letter to Monty Oum
I don't know if you'd remember me. I doubt it, but in case you do, I was one of the folks in the audience at Animating RT, held a year ago by Hanabee at ACMI, Federation Square, Melbourne. You and Jordan were passing through for Supernova, and I was lucky enough to be in the front row as you showed us Yang's new boob physics, as well as her running like a Beowolf.
In retrospect, that night is the best of my life, and I doubt that will change for a very long time. That night, you did more than show a bunch of animators your skills and methods.
You convinced me to turn my life around.
For a long time, I was dependent on succeeding as an actor. A pipe dream, really. And for a while, I was heavily convinced that I would live and die without making an impact on the world. Every day, that was my greatest fear: being overlooked, ignored, and forgotten. But you helped me discover more to my life.
Now I've fallen in love with animation. I upgraded my computer, installed Maya, and began to plan a plethora of original characters, along with stories to go with them. Every day a new episode of RWBY was released, I took the time to admire your creations, and use them to further my own abilities and adapt the stories of my original characters and my personal work, RWBY: Reckoning
. I don't know if you ever saw it, but if you did, I hope you liked it.
You helped me become more than a kid with no direction. You made me into the man I am today.
And for that, I am truly grateful.
Yours in brotherhood,