Post by Total Ullz on Mar 8, 2011 6:13:34 GMT -5
Renata: It's nice here, isn't it?
Sinjin: Oh, very good mafiasite, three stars you know.
Renata: Really?
Sinjin: Mmm...
Ed: Good evening, Renata! Good evening, Sinjin! And may I say what a pleasure it is to see you here again, ladies!
Sinjin: Oh thank you. Well there you are dear. Have a look there, anything you like? A good role and a noble name, perhaps?
Ed: Oh if I may suggest, madam ... a nice bit of mafia with a hint of silly walks and a lot of voting?
Sinjin: Em... that sounds good. Anyway just have a look... take your time. Oh, er by the way - got a bit of a silly role, could you ... er.. get me another one?
Ed: I beg your pardon.
Sinjin: Oh it's nothing ... er, I've got a role that is a bit silly. Could you get me another one? Thank you.
Ed: Oh ... madam, I do apologize.
Sinjin: Oh, no need to apologize, it doesn't worry me.
Ed: Oh no, no, no, I do apologize. I will fetch the role-writing Moderator immediatement.
Sinjin: Oh, there's no need to do that!
Ed: Oh, no no... I'm sure this Moderator, she will want to apologize to you herself. I will fetch her at once.
Renata: Well, you certainly get good service here.
Sinjin: They really look after you... yes.
Ulla: Excuse me ladies. (examines the role) It's stupid, Ed ... find out who made this up, and delete their account immediately.
Sinjin: Oh, no, no.
Ulla: Better still, we can't afford to take any chances, let's close the spoilers and delete everyone who saw this role.
Sinjin: No, look I don't want to make any trouble.
Ulla: Oh, no please, no trouble. It's quite right that you should point these kind of things out. Ed, tell all Administrators what has happened immediately!
(Ed runs off)
Sinjin: Oh, no I don't want to cause any fuss.
Ulla: Please, it's no fuss. I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the game.
Sinjin: Oh I'm sure it won't, it was only a silly role.
Ulla: I know. And I'm sorry, bitterly sorry, but I know that... no apologies I can make can alter the fact that in our game you have been given a silly, stupid, smelly piece of a role...
Sinjin: It wasn't smelly.
Ulla: It was smelly, and obscene and disgusting and I hate it, I hate it ,.. nasty, grubby, dirty, mingy, scrubby little role. Oh ... oh . . . oh . . .
(runs off in a passion as Ed returns to the table)
Ed: I want to apologize, humbly, deeply, and sincerely about the role again.
Sinjin: Oh please, it's only a tiny bit... now I can't even see it a silly anymore. I guess it more like... funny...
Ed: Ah you're good kind fine people, for saying that, but I can see it.., to me it's like a mountain, a vast bowl of pus.
Sinjin: It's not as bad as that.
Ed: It gets me here. I can't give you any excuses for it - there are no excuses. I've been meaning to spend more time in the game recently, but I haven't been too well... (emotionally) things aren't going very well back there. A player in the forbidden thread's son has been put away again, and poor BillMc who does the comments in the spoilers are sometimes busy and can't post all day and night. And then there's the craziness of the time zones... never knowing for sure how does the color and ends the Night. But players are helping us out and... they're good people, and they're kind people, and together we were beginning to get over this dark patch ... there was light at the end of the tunnel . .. now this . .. now this...
Sinjin: Can I get you some water?
Ed: (in tears) It's the end of the road!!
BillMc comes in; he is very angry and comes a meat cleaver.
BillMc: (shouting) You bastards! You vicious, heartless bastards! Look what you've done to him! He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this game what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt, this fine, honourable man, whose boots you are not worthy to kiss. Oh... it makes me mad... mad! (slams cleaver into the table)
Ulla comes in and tries to restrain him.
Ulla: Easy, Bill, easy... Bill... (clutches his head in agony) it's only a game!... only a game... only a game
Ed: This is the end! The end! Aaargh!! (stabs himself)
BillMc: They've destroyed him! He's dead!! They killed him!!!
(goes completely mad)
Ulla (trying to restrain him) No Bill... never kill a player. (in pain) Oh . .. the game! The game! (she and BillMc fight furiously and fall over the table)
CAPTION: 'AND NOW THE PUNCH-LINE'
Renata: Lucky we didn't say anything about my role.
Renata, King Arthur, Tracker, Town has been killed and will no longer complain over her role or the silliness of this game.
Also dead is Sinjin, Witch, Vanilla, Town and she will no longer be able to participate in the silliness or the game.
Both are however welcome in the spoilers!!!
Day will last until Sunday, 13 March 2011, 15:00:00 (Esbjerg time)
Sinjin: Oh, very good mafiasite, three stars you know.
Renata: Really?
Sinjin: Mmm...
Ed: Good evening, Renata! Good evening, Sinjin! And may I say what a pleasure it is to see you here again, ladies!
Sinjin: Oh thank you. Well there you are dear. Have a look there, anything you like? A good role and a noble name, perhaps?
Ed: Oh if I may suggest, madam ... a nice bit of mafia with a hint of silly walks and a lot of voting?
Sinjin: Em... that sounds good. Anyway just have a look... take your time. Oh, er by the way - got a bit of a silly role, could you ... er.. get me another one?
Ed: I beg your pardon.
Sinjin: Oh it's nothing ... er, I've got a role that is a bit silly. Could you get me another one? Thank you.
Ed: Oh ... madam, I do apologize.
Sinjin: Oh, no need to apologize, it doesn't worry me.
Ed: Oh no, no, no, I do apologize. I will fetch the role-writing Moderator immediatement.
Sinjin: Oh, there's no need to do that!
Ed: Oh, no no... I'm sure this Moderator, she will want to apologize to you herself. I will fetch her at once.
Renata: Well, you certainly get good service here.
Sinjin: They really look after you... yes.
Ulla: Excuse me ladies. (examines the role) It's stupid, Ed ... find out who made this up, and delete their account immediately.
Sinjin: Oh, no, no.
Ulla: Better still, we can't afford to take any chances, let's close the spoilers and delete everyone who saw this role.
Sinjin: No, look I don't want to make any trouble.
Ulla: Oh, no please, no trouble. It's quite right that you should point these kind of things out. Ed, tell all Administrators what has happened immediately!
(Ed runs off)
Sinjin: Oh, no I don't want to cause any fuss.
Ulla: Please, it's no fuss. I quite simply wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your complete enjoyment of the game.
Sinjin: Oh I'm sure it won't, it was only a silly role.
Ulla: I know. And I'm sorry, bitterly sorry, but I know that... no apologies I can make can alter the fact that in our game you have been given a silly, stupid, smelly piece of a role...
Sinjin: It wasn't smelly.
Ulla: It was smelly, and obscene and disgusting and I hate it, I hate it ,.. nasty, grubby, dirty, mingy, scrubby little role. Oh ... oh . . . oh . . .
(runs off in a passion as Ed returns to the table)
Ed: I want to apologize, humbly, deeply, and sincerely about the role again.
Sinjin: Oh please, it's only a tiny bit... now I can't even see it a silly anymore. I guess it more like... funny...
Ed: Ah you're good kind fine people, for saying that, but I can see it.., to me it's like a mountain, a vast bowl of pus.
Sinjin: It's not as bad as that.
Ed: It gets me here. I can't give you any excuses for it - there are no excuses. I've been meaning to spend more time in the game recently, but I haven't been too well... (emotionally) things aren't going very well back there. A player in the forbidden thread's son has been put away again, and poor BillMc who does the comments in the spoilers are sometimes busy and can't post all day and night. And then there's the craziness of the time zones... never knowing for sure how does the color and ends the Night. But players are helping us out and... they're good people, and they're kind people, and together we were beginning to get over this dark patch ... there was light at the end of the tunnel . .. now this . .. now this...
Sinjin: Can I get you some water?
Ed: (in tears) It's the end of the road!!
BillMc comes in; he is very angry and comes a meat cleaver.
BillMc: (shouting) You bastards! You vicious, heartless bastards! Look what you've done to him! He's worked his fingers to the bone to make this game what it is, and you come in with your petty feeble quibbling and you grind him into the dirt, this fine, honourable man, whose boots you are not worthy to kiss. Oh... it makes me mad... mad! (slams cleaver into the table)
Ulla comes in and tries to restrain him.
Ulla: Easy, Bill, easy... Bill... (clutches his head in agony) it's only a game!... only a game... only a game
Ed: This is the end! The end! Aaargh!! (stabs himself)
BillMc: They've destroyed him! He's dead!! They killed him!!!
(goes completely mad)
Ulla (trying to restrain him) No Bill... never kill a player. (in pain) Oh . .. the game! The game! (she and BillMc fight furiously and fall over the table)
CAPTION: 'AND NOW THE PUNCH-LINE'
Renata: Lucky we didn't say anything about my role.
Renata, King Arthur, Tracker, Town has been killed and will no longer complain over her role or the silliness of this game.
Also dead is Sinjin, Witch, Vanilla, Town and she will no longer be able to participate in the silliness or the game.
Both are however welcome in the spoilers!!!
Day will last until Sunday, 13 March 2011, 15:00:00 (Esbjerg time)