Shadows

*continues to look around, not touching anything, not stepping on anything, not getting snuck up on by anything, not standing under anything heavy or dangerous* Finding what we need, guys?

Nooooo! Herman! I've barely gotten to harass you, you little nerd! Don't go and die on us! You know... with that bad feeling you had before it happened, and the bad feeling Mark had, can something bad be in store for him as well? *ominous music plays in the background*

He might not understand you, let me try. I know zis ist nitpickingsy, but vill joo pleese puten zee spaces betweenen der commas und der periods? Danka!

Ok, let's gather up what we need and get the hell out of here. I don't know a Johnson rod from a hole in the ground, so I'll just stand over here where it's safe and nothing can fall on me or bite me or stab me or anything. Right over here. Oh look, someone wrote a greeting up there on the window. GOT OOT? GUT EAT. EW. GET OUT. That's it, GET OUT. Get out what?

Guilty! Hinck. Nope, TheBrickster, I'm sure.

Why does this town have a train that no one uses? Doesn't that seem a little odd, like the rest of this place? Are we actually ever going to get anywhere? If the local idiots don't talk and we walk forever without arriving, I'm going to get mighty bored and start talking endlessly, rambling about nothing. Next thing you know, I'll be a local.

By potato?

Know your mafia history or be doomed to repeat it. POTATOES! Good times!

I know I voted. Word of friendly advice on the matter. Give them a stated time, say, 12 hours from now, then pick one at random to die a horribly embarrassing death. Potatoes work well.

Didn't know this existed. Looks like a good gift for the new collector, maybe. Considering that they could have put the battle packs and TIE in the box that the TIE originally came in, minus the battle pack boxes, it's shameful that they pumped this up into an even bigger box. I'm kind of tired of the marketing excuse since they've only used it when it suits them and overlooked the lessons of the past. The best marketing ever was the flip top box. You could actually see the contents laid out before you in all their glory. Those boxes didn't seem vastly oversized, either, and sold just fine. A big box of air only fools people for so long. This, however, is not the thread for packaging crapping, which is what I just got done doing. So, bottom line... ok set for the right customer, crappy packaging.

I think that was the first title I ever gave. The crossdressing had already occured by then. The second one I gave was "Had a little lamb", which also sprang from the dreaded Mystery Castle. Poor Mary, couldn't live without me.

Anyone who can contribute any of my previous ones would be either greatly appreciated or particularly reviled, depending on how good a title it was. I honestly should have kept a list. 1. Free Billboard Space - You never forget your first, which was based on the Big Billboard o' Doom that I kept in my sig in the early days, tracking contests and events and such. Things get blurry after that. I'm lucky to remember what I had for lunch. Did I have lunch? I don't remember. I know I had a series of them during Witch Hunt when a certain witchy Admin who shall remain nameless went crazy and started dishing them out left and right. As I recall, I may have had 4 or 5 in one hour. CRAZY! CRAZY! - Self imposed and thoroughly accurate label used during the Jester Competition. TOKIG SNUTEN! - Should have been TOKIG SNUT, to celebrate CopMike's birthday CRAZY! CRAZY! - Back to that again for the duration of the contest. My latest 2 ... Packing Heat - Self imposed after creating and awarding the Mafia and Mystery Gun Tags Lady Killer - Given by TheBrickster during Murder on the Emerald Express for obvious reasons I'll update this as my memory returns, or people PM me with old ones I had. PM ME, NOT POST THEM HERE. Don't clutter this up.

Speaking of titles coming out of the Emerald Express, I went from "Packing Heat" to "Lady Killer" when I wasn't looking. I am reminded of a scene from the Addams Family Values: Debbie Jellinsky: [upon meeting Gomez] Isn't he a lady killer! Gomez: Acquitted.

Hmmm... it's interesting. I'm not altogether sold on LEGO jewelry, but if it's kept to common parts, I can't see any reason why not. And that's where this belongs.

Day 4 has ended. Get your night actions in, or else, and stay tuned for a new and exciting twist as day 5 begins.

Commander Blazer: "Voting has been completed, and you have failed to reach a consensus. Again. I have a feeling this will be a very bad night. Those of you who have been given specific orders to carry out during the night should contact me immediately. Anyone who does not perform their night duties will be deemed a traitor and dead by morning." The day has ended. You have 48 hours from this post to complete your night actions. The sooner the better.

Grand Admiral Volrik enters the room quietly, standing behind Pvt. Drake Knator. The private gets a funny feeling and steps back, bumping into the Grand Admiral who stands a good 6 inches taller than him. As the private looks up, a strange smell fills the room. Grand Admiral Volrik: "You are dismissed, private. Go change your shorts." Private Knator: "Sir, yes sir!" *runs from the room in disgrace* Grand Admiral Volrik: "It seems that a majority of you have reached a decision. We shall see the wisdom of that decision tomorrow morning. Those of you who have been given specific orders to carry out during the night should contact me immediately. Anyone who does not perform their night duties will be dead by morning." The day has ended. You have 48 hours from this post to complete your night actions. The sooner the better.

If only Dick Linguini was on our team!

Pretty much. Unlike the previous days, today and future days will be on a 3 real day schedule without early ending unless both sides finish early. If anyone wants to PM their night actions early, however, they may feel free to. It'll only speed up the transition from day to day. In the meantime, you could always discuss anything important or get Hincklina to do your nails.

We need a Johnson rod. Johnson ... rod. *giggles* That's not funny. Let's get going.

Well, he clearly should have been with this group, it only makes sense that the conductor of the train would be interested in getting it running again, but I guess he's run off somewhere else. That means that you're in charge. What do we do now? Don't make me take over, cause I'll do it, you know I will.

The painting of Luke Skywalker: "Only trying to take advantage of you? Clearly, you don't remember much when you've been drinking, sweetcheeks."

Holy crap, it's a talking dog! *runs like hell*

That's why you need to join Brickshelf or some other place to store the pictures online. Then you won't reach your limit because you won't have one (at Brickshelf, for example) and could do the whole review and hundreds more without a problem. Great, isn't it?

Discuss the game, not the players, thanks. Welcome to the game, Striker™