All the bar members squint up to the sun as a drailing dust cloud emerges from the afterburner of a horribly weathered spacecraft, under escort by 14 other indescernable fighters. With a shudder, the vessel (now clearly identifiable as a wraith) collapses in a large heap of metal. A tall man crawls from the wreckage, shouts to no one in particular, and waves goodbye to the rapidly receeding squadron.
Had a great time on B.net, hows it goin?;)
When I saw the Aerobrake (we'll have to think of a new, spiffy acronym for this one, won't we?), I headed over and saw a re-make of the long lost BB... sniff... A remake, but a bar, nonetheless. This seems to add to the general "chatting around" ideal that was held by many of the old BB members... (loud, false cough) Mac! (/loud, false cough)
/hops on elevated stage.
If there's a Shade in the joint, I'd like to inform him that I'm really- uh- thankfull!- Yeah that's it, thankfull!- for the um- er- extrodinary usage of- uh- non-derogitory-comparison-with-Lyra over in another topic. I believe you said someone else (a sex-maniac-exophobe kinda guy, if I recal corectly) was "Worst than-well, worst than anything." (Note the Norweigan "no space" used between the dash and w ;)) I was extremely surprised that you didn't use me in there. That alone inspired me to return to the ASW boards...
/watches with bemusement at the mass lynching of Shade
/watches with dissatisfication that, occupied with Shade's execution, everyone has momentarily forgotten his speach.
/falls painfully as he realizes there was no elevated stage in the first place.
PS- You can breathe now Mac- I don't intend to pester you about returning to BFS. I don;t intend to, the rules got a bit too complicated. Rather a bit more than "a bit," in fact. More like, "A large, super-nova sized bit." If IV doesn't get too advanced, than I'll join it. I like the old webstory rules by roostersw. Those were the days.