It was by sheer luck that the floating suitcase had been found by a pacific fisherman, who then, upon reading the label, took it to Eagleland. When he arrived, he opened up the suitcase and out fell Chris, having smuggled himself all the way from a cruise ship in the Pacific.
Wait a minute. I thought Eagleland was off the coast of Africa?"I think I'll never sit up straight again." he moaned as he climbed out of the suitcase. Tired and hungry from his journey, he immediately set out for the administrators wing...
Chris was very proud of his Administrator status. As I recall, I made him an admin because he was one of the 4 sane people at the site and he was always around the forum, which was more or less the same way I became one. I mean, how could that go wrong?Soon, afternoon turned to evening, with more people expected to arrive throughout the week. Everyone was helping to set up for the evening festivities. There would be much dancing and partying; it was unlikely anyone would go to be before midnight. Food was to be served in a buffet style on the beach, with various American cuisines, not to mention the Peanut Cheese Bars Chris spent most of the afternoon baking by the dozen.
What about Canada, you U.S.-centric pigdog!?As the sun set and the torches along the beach were being lit, the first partiers began to arrive on the beach.
Chris, there were like 12 partiers already there before you arrived, bro.The huge stereo system, set to play the Summers theme most of the time, was suddenly shifted to the New Age Retro Hippie for the fun and games ahead. However, without more Syndicate members, Juliana and Chris could only wait before the party was official underway...
Chris ignoring everyone else in the story except Juliana is going to be a theme. They're admins, you see, and everyone else... is not. What do you mean, other motives? What other motives!?[This message might have been edited by Chris, except that he's in Eagleland right now, hosting a big party (possibly edited on or around the date of April 10, 2000 A.D.).]
People get this wrong all the damn time. B.C. comes after the year, but A.D. comes before it. It should read 'April 10, A.D. 2000.' Granted, why in the hell anyone might mistakenly think Chris edited his message in 2000 B.C., who knows?[This message has been edited by Chris (edited 04-10-2000).]
Post #22, by waffle
waffle (now waffy) is one of the very longest-running members of the EarthBound community in existence, dating back to the Elder Days (early 1999) and still around now. As I recall, the early part of 2000 was the height of the period in which waffle dominated the forums with an astonishing number of posts. The kid lived there, typed about 600 WPM and posted in almost literally every thread.Just then,waffle swam to the shore!
"Wooooo!"he shouted,"I made it by blindly swimming around from New Jersey! Huzzah!"
LOL. That's an amusing and refreshing change from the status quo of arriving via plane crash. It was easy for him because waffles float, you see.He grabbed a towel and headed over to where everyone was.
He whipped out some streamers and cool light things that look like pineapples."Here,"he said plopping them on the ground,"More stuff to put up." He grabbed some streamers and started hanging them up around the palm trees.
Nope. I don't know where the hell they get their electricity, either. Presumably the Syndicate brought MacGyver in to rig up generators from the various junked airplane parts.He hopped down from the last tree and looked around.It was awesome.Decorations everywhere,great music,and of course,yummy looking snacks."Aaaaaalrighty!"he shouted,"Lets get this party started!"
We're already up to, what, ten or twelve people? I have my doubts you can find that many people, even culling from all humanity, that agree on what constitutes 'great' music. It's one of life's universal truths.
Post #23, by brock128
Meanwhile, brock still has his head stuck in the sand... (it was). "Mhhhph mphhmphh ph hppmhh! (Get away from my N64 and SSB!)"
...your N64 and SSB? Or... the Syndicate's?
Post #24, by Dr. Andonuts
Dr. Andonuts teleported in his slighty modified N64 and slighty modifed SSB cartriage. He also took a little device out of his pocket, hit a button on it and it unfolded into a 100 inch TV set. "Now time for some 16 player SSB," he said.
F--- that TV set crap. Don't bring that weak-ass stuff up in here, Ace. Who brought the 10,000 square foot projection screen?! And who the hell brought Goldeneye!?[This message has been edited by Dr. Andonuts (edited 04-11-2000).]
Post #25, by Luna
After untangling from various trees and branches and fighting off various varieties of mice, Luna and a water snake made their way to the party.
So water snakes can still survive and move around on land just fine? If Luna says so, then so it is. I don't know."Hey guys!" Luna grinned, still attempting to shake the water snake off her arm "I finally found this place! Time to party!" She yelled, putting a jar of salsa and a bag of chips on the snack table, then running over and grabbing a controller for the SSB game next to Juliana.
That's your contribution to the party? One jar of salsa and one bag of chips? GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THE N64 YOU TIGHTWAD.
Oh, waffle/waffy. XD
ReplyDeleteGood times, good times. I forgot until now he was indeed a very active poster back then, just like I was in that time. :o
Between him and I, he was probably the sane and more mature one to boot, which is sad for me. :P