You want me to wear this on my head?

Somewhere in a private chatroom.....

Peace: Lemme get this straight. I'm supposed to keep this thing on, and read this script so I can say it all the time?

Yoshima: Memorize it, it'll make it easier. Better yet just use C&P to avoid problems. Wouldn't want them to be different, that's the point.

MissX: Will we have to pull out our tits?

Camisa Roja: Soy un magnífico ejemplar de un hombre! I love this costume it makes me feel smart. Now that we've left the Curb Feelers compound for oppressing our religious ideals, we can migrate to IoMP where we can roam freely as the troll overlords we were chosen to be.

Yoshima: This is cooler than my crayon helmet.

MissX: I'm not touching anyone's penis, under any circumstances.

Peace: ?

ROB is unable to connect.....

Deep Underground in MACs bordello of debauchery.....

| # ROB report status
| - unable to connect -

MAC: DAMNIT! What the hell is going on. He's been offline all day.

| #ROB get systems-log
| - systems log empty-

MAC: Empty. That's not possible! Now I'm going to have to read that stupid board to find out what the hell went wrong. I knew this was a stupid idea. He wasn't ready to deal with Buffy AND the trolls also.

DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMINT!

Where's the props for FORTRAN?

Posted on the Isle of Misfit Posters.....

| # ROB activate script - shitheel

 ROB: This place sucks. It's not even written in FORTRAN. What the hell is wrong with the admins here? No one worth a shit uses anything but FORTRAN. I'm not even sure I'm going to be able to hang out here with you losers.

Forken: No one uses FORTRAN any longer. It really has no purpose in an application like this.

 ROB: WHAT? You're so wrong! I've been around since before computers were born. FORTRAN is the M-diggity BOMB slutface. You're probably just a transvestite who made yourself up to look cool on the Internet.

Forken: Made myself up?

ROB: Suck it liar pants. YOU LIE FORTRAN RULES. NANNER NANNER NANNER!

ROB systems check....

Deep underground in MACs den of iniquity.....

MAC: Alright let's kick start this dramaz festival.

| # ROB activate systems check

ROB: Greetings. I am ROB. This looks like a nice place.

| # ROB attitude adjust - troll

ROB: What's up creeps? This place looks like it's full of lame. Guess I'll hang out anyway.

| # ROB attitude adjust - mean-spirited troll

ROB: Just flying through here to see all the faggotry. This place sucks it, especially that bulldyke bitch!

| # ROB attitude adjust - bus driver in training

ROB: You will like me or I will make you like me. Alt after miserable alt until you die of boredom or ban me again!

| # ROB vulgarity +75

ROB: HACK THE FUCKING PLANET! I'll hack this place till it disappears assholes! Capitalist douchebag swines!

MAC: Perfect. Off you go, to wreak havoc on the Isle of Misfit Peckers! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Return of the MAC.....

Private Message Exchange.....

MAC: This is going better than I expected. With Larry gone and the rest of the Feelers fighting over who's going to be the biggest jackass, my fresh batch of alts can swoop down and integrate themselves unnoticed.

Dirty Sanchez: I think you've lost control of Yoshima, buttermuffins. She crashed miserably last night.

MAC: She's not one of mine. I'll see if I can't hack into Yo-Yo's email and get the password.

Dirty Sanchez: Maybe it's time to really tweak their nipples. Activate ROB. 

MAC: I think it's a bit soon.

Dirty Sanchez: I don't keep you around to think, sausagecakes.