One may vote for ten. One may also change one's vote if one wishes.
Anyway.
Now that the frost is on the pumpkin, meaning that the year's winding down, one sits back and remembers the days of yore, specifically the primitives of yore. Primitives who've either left this time and place, or primitives who just swam away from Skins's island.
And with the imminent riding-off-into-the-sunset of Redstone and Systematic Chaos, the list stretches.
Now, normally, we all wish the primitives would hurry up and self-destruct, as they must inevitably, perishing in a frenzied orgiastic paroxysm of rage and Hate, for the Greater Good of Humanity.
And for the planet, too. The "average" human expels circa 11 tons of solid intestinal matter in his or her lifetime, which is a lot of excresence. And given the gluttonous nature of the primitives, probably the average primitive dumps a lot more. One supposes, for example, that Systematic Chaos has put out a virtual Mount Everest.
Alas! poor Mother Gaia! alas!
So yeah, sure, we wish they'd self-extinct, the primitives. As does the overburdened planet.
However.
One can't watch and study the primitives on Skins's island for any great length of time without acquiring a certain fondness for some of them.
The above's a list of primitives from the past, who aren't around Skins's island any more. I just pulled them off the top of my head, when recollecting (and thus the "other" option). Does anyone miss any of these primitives, in a nostalgic sense?