Ging

Ging is the Swamp mascot and is known throughout the server as the personification of L.

Pre-Failure
Before becoming a complete and utter meme, Ging was a normal Swamp lurker who posted comments from time to time. He never was one to stand out until the creation of #TeamSwamp. A novice E-Sports team crated by Roanora. This team doesn't compete at all, however you will still see names in the Swamp with #TS in front. That is what it means.

Everything went Wrong
At this point Ging started making dumb and lowbrow jokes that never landed with anyone. And he would also sometimes make half a joke and never deliver the punchline. This is around July 2016. Then Ging posted a picture of himself in the Swamp a few days later.

A Sealed Fate and Broken Future
The joke of Ging being a cuck or a lost and broken child started becoming more and more popular. Eventually, despite Ging's cries of protest this joke became canon. Accepted as fact by everyone in the Swamp except for a few. We don't talk about those people though.

Descent into L
As more and more was added to the canon of Ging, user HexonTurtle took it upon himself to Photoshop Ging in a variety of ways. The profile picture you see in this article is one of the first 7 he made that day. These memes have their own subsection on this wiki as talking about them here would take far too long. Ging Memes

No one knows when Ging started breaking down for sure. But everyone knows that at somepoint Ging stopped making stupid jokes and actually started talking and trying to communicate with his fellow Swampers. The problem?

Ging is 100% retarded.

Present
Even today Ging continues to say the dumbest shit that could possibly come out of a person's mouth and no matter how many L's he takes, he continues to say more dumb shit. As time goes on what comes out of his mouth gets more and more wild and no one knows when the L he holds will get too big for him to bear. Ging was a bubble. A bubble which lives a short and fleeting existence, something which completely and utterly encapsulates a small pocket and warps it, a bubble which glimmers and flows carried by the wind, and like a bubble, as people began to reach for him he popped, and dissipated into the atmosphere never to exist again, a spectacular and absolute existence with no spectacular end, ging was the swamps bubble, and this is his requiem.