I loved Ryan Davis to bits, and it's really hard for me to articulate why, especially as someone who never actually met the man in person. He had just the right amount of acerbic wit that I enjoy in my humour; to witness him busting out in uncontrollable laughter was a unabashed delight for me. And dude could host the shit out of my favourite podcast.
Without trying to diminish the awesomeness of the rest of the crew--they're all perfect pieces of the complete Giant Bomb puzzle, and the loss of any element leaves an immense void--Ryan was pretty much my fave on staff. A lot of this was due to the privileged position I have had doing work for Giant Bomb, with Ryan being my main conspirator on such things.
I was lucky enough to be able to frequently chat with Ryan behind-the-scenes, and dude would rib me in a way that my Australian mates and I do with each other. Ryan instantly felt like my friend from the get go. He was a guy I could shoot the shit with so easily, his personality shining through in even a simple AIM message.
Collaborating with Ryan on shirt ideas was honestly some of the best fun I've ever had doing design work. But that he and Anna asked me to design the invites for their all-too-recent wedding was truly one of the greatest honours I've ever been party to, both professionally and personally.
I was very much looking forward to catching up with Ryan, as he was due to come out to PAX Australia in just ten days. Instead, I'll be raising a glass to an irreplaceable duder who will be so sorely missing from our inaugural event.
My thoughts are with Ryan's family and friends at this time. I'm having a hard time typing this out, so I can't even begin to imagine how those closest to him are processing this devastating turn of events.
Godspeed, Mr Davis, and thank you so much for everything you've added to my own life. You were one of the best, mate. One of the absolute fuckin' best.