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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 4, 2005 19:16:38 GMT -5
I'll bet anything that whatever it would be set as, I've passed it...
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Oct 4, 2005 22:09:27 GMT -5
*steps up to mike* Candidates? A few questions for you to address: What is your position on the mining of Tibbanna gas? Should Ewoks be counted as friends or food and why? Should there be an alias limit? Is Lembas a staple food or a delicacy? Should we rebel and take over the Matrix? Would you count the Black Pearl as a motor vehicle? Thank you. *steps down* *rubs hands together* Whee... questions... 1) Tibbanna gas. What's the budget account for, and is it flammable? 2) Friends or food. First of all, communication is an issue. And, since I'm reasonably sure most of us don't own protocal droids, that little problem isn't exactly easily remedied. As for food.... who would want to eat anything that smells like that? Honestly. 3) As for alias limit.... if they're obvious aliases, there should definitely be a limit. But there are a few that are so well integrated into this forum that they might as well be completely separate personalities. So, sure, a certain limit might be nice... but, honestly, if they're aliases, who's going to know, right? 4) Lembas is definitely a staple. Rich hearty goodness, right there, mate... 5) I've already taken over the Matrix. Didn't you get the memo? 6) Unless Jack Sparrow has a dirty little secret that he's told no one, then no, 'tis simply an ordinary, accursed pirate ship.
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Post by Cy Otauna on Oct 5, 2005 14:16:12 GMT -5
Concerning Tibanna gas; Sure, mine it. Just instill special safety measures so poor unfortunate Jedi do not get stuck at the bottom of Tibanna gas collecting vanes, whining.
Concerning Ewoks; Friends. They are rather usefull, and if there were no Ewoks to make fun of then it'd all fall on the Gungans...on second thought...
Concerning aliases; Only if you use them irresponsibly. Aliases are people too.
Concerning lembas; Either.
Concerning the Matrix; Isn't this directive already completed? I mean...*mindtrick* Yes. As soon as we assemble the army of sporks.
Concerning the Black Pearl; No. The Black Pearl can be considered either wind or curse driven, and if it is cursed already than in no way can it be cured again by the evil of the Department of Motor Vehicles. Honestly, you think Jack Sparrow could pass Drivers' Ed?
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 5, 2005 18:18:08 GMT -5
Admin agreement. At least, present admin agreement. Obvious aliases are annoying. But I have at least two which most people wouldn't guess without a lot of thinking/IP checking/or has been around for at least a year... not that they post THAT often. (grins) And anyone who can get an alias on the top twenty list of members without being guessed by more than five members deserves a prize. For having no life. (thinks there might be two on the list)
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Post by Skye Muad'Dib on Oct 5, 2005 19:38:46 GMT -5
*uses the Force to amplify her voice* I have some questions as well. Candidates, if you were to become admins, what would your plans be for defeating Darth Real Life?
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Post by Joan Omnipresent on Oct 6, 2005 14:27:32 GMT -5
Not faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaair!!! It can't ask us that, precious...!
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Post by Skye Muad'Dib on Oct 6, 2005 14:32:03 GMT -5
Puzzled, Muad'Dib/Claidi asked, "Why not?"
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 17:48:28 GMT -5
Tiana ran back out of the shadows after her rather annoying speech, and grabbed the mic. "DARTH REALLIFE MUST BE DEFEATED!" she cried, in an uproar of emotions now that the thread had been turned into an RPG.
Darth Reallife wasn't far behind her, grabbing another mic, and knocking Tiana over the head. The Admin-first slumped over, unconscious. He coughed. "You must realize that I cannot be defeated without destroying your little webpage," the Sith stated dryly. "Kill me, and you kill reality. Without reality, proboards wouldn't exist to host MEI. You must be aware of this."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Tiana wailed, before Talnaver removed herself from the Remix RPG and carried her off to calm the admin down.
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Post by Cy Otauna on Oct 6, 2005 18:00:28 GMT -5
Cy stands on the stage, hands on hips, hair frizzy. She strikes a dramatic pose paid homage to by third person. "DARTH REAL LIFE! I ADRESS YE CONFIDANTLY." She stares into the face of this evil, rather shaken but..."Without you indeed we do not exist, but because we do we have this power.." Cy pulls from somewhere a staff with a emerald stone and a turkey feather on it, and points it at the Sith. "We can make you SILLY! We can make you FUN and RANDOM! We can vape your powers of BOREDOM!" *zap* Goes the Staff of the Randomness. Darth Realife assumes the aspect of a chicken bedecked in animated limes.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 18:05:24 GMT -5
Tiana ran in again, and grabbed Darth Reallife. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She held him and sobbed. "Not you too... wait...."
"Brrack," said Darth Reallife.
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Post by Cy Otauna on Oct 6, 2005 18:13:01 GMT -5
Cy raised one eyebrow in an amazingly Obi-wanish gesture. The required question mark appeared above her head. "Did I miss something..." The Staff of Randomness thudded purposefully.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 18:15:35 GMT -5
Tiana gave a blank look at the wall. "Darth Reallife was my fwiend..." A caption appeared above her head, reading clearly boyfriend?
She glared up at it and poked it off. It vanished in a flicker of brilliantly colored light streaks. "So, what're the candadates thoughts on aliases of aliases?"
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Post by Caffeinerush on Oct 6, 2005 18:16:55 GMT -5
YESeth! ANIMATED LIMES! Err, yeah. So then, what are the candidates drink preferences! Coke? Pepsi? Good 'ol root beer?
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 18:21:03 GMT -5
"I've warp(eth)ed everyone!" Tiana gave another odd look at the walls. "Ooh. What's everyone's opinion on roof tiles?" She was shot in the head by a marble, and fell over.
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Post by Cy Otauna on Oct 6, 2005 18:26:53 GMT -5
Cy wasn't sure what she thought of roof tiles, so she pointed the Staff of Randomness at them and they all turned to silver glass. She knew what she thought of boyfriends called Darth though, and immediatly placed over her head a convenient stormtropper helmet with a crest. Wonder where I got all this random stuff...of course! The ESPS credits fund! ....(eth)
"Definatly root beer." comes muffled from under her helmet.
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Post by Joan Omnipresent on Oct 6, 2005 20:33:55 GMT -5
"Ummm...long live Coca-Cola and random outbursts of RPing!" shouted Joan. "Besides, who can compete with staves and sporks? I am insignificant. However, I will say this: aliases of aliases are just aliases. They have all normal alias rights." *runs in circles*
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Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Oct 6, 2005 21:08:48 GMT -5
Eisley walks in and pulls Cy to one side, giving her a long speech about how anything she says is supposed to go through her first. When she realizes however that the Storm trooper helmet block all sound she shakes her head and walks away
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 21:30:50 GMT -5
In the meantime, Tiana was searching for a new boyfriend, as Darthe Reallife had been killed by being turned into a chicken. Unfortunately, she was unable to locate Jether, Xendor, or Farne, and was forced to turn to the personal adds.
"Sidious?! Oh, my, word..." She remembered that she was on the speeches area, though, and quickly shut up.
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Post by Cy Otauna on Oct 7, 2005 6:46:02 GMT -5
Cy turned patly-defly to Tiana and her newspaper. "He's not dead, he's just a chicken! There's a difference!"
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Post by Skye Muad'Dib on Oct 7, 2005 10:35:48 GMT -5
"I want a boyfriend...." *sobs and beats her head against the wall* "Life-is-so-un-fair! DEATH TO DARTH REALIFE! Papilio: He's already dead, and she's not my author.
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