Back to the game:
Makeinu: you never answered Tiruin's question as it was intended. You have some off-topic RP answer, but never touched the actual question. Why are you reluctant to share your suspicions?
Blargh. Link or no answer. What question, in particular? I can't be arsed to remember my homework
now, I already turned in the assignment! And I never touch questions. You never know where those things have been.
As for sharing, I have had nothing to share. Except ice cream, and I don't share ice cream. I
suspect there's too much blathering about the mechanics under the auspices of "it's a bastard mod game question all your modalities, pants are optional as head gear!"
Which is just silly.
Historically speaking, 23% of people are
Evil. I can think of nothing more
Evil than summoning a meteorite to kill us all just because you can't get a Promcoming Dance date. Or have acne scars that everyone else notices. Or got defriended on MyFace, or YouBook, or FaceSpace, or whatever you social butterflies are all into this season. Or whatever reason it is that said meteor was summoned. Though I have to point out that if it were an actual meteor, we'd already be dead now. It's not in the atmosphere, therefore, it's still just a giant, relative to us, not the planet, if it were giant relative to the planet
we'd be the space rock, space rock.
That, I learned in Science class. And you all called me silly for taking Science. Well who's laughing now?
NO ONE! Because we're all going to
DIE!! Unless we find the three
Evil slackers and force them to amend their ways and reverse their summoning.
I
think the asteroid will thank us as well. I'm reasonably certain it doesn't wish to meet a fiery end either. That's just a terrible story for school reunions.
"So, what did you do after high school, Rocky?"
"Oh, you know, little of this, little of that. I smashed a planet once, killed everyone."
"Wow! That's ... kinda horrible actually..."
"Yeah, lots of screaming, everyone cursing my name. I feel really terrible about it now..."
Seriously. Just go toot your concerns on Peeper, or whatever, and get over it. No one will remember you in twenty years unless you're rich then, in which case everyone will have been your bestest friend ever can I come over to your place gosh that's a nice car say can you help me get a job?
Leafsnail: why do you want to kill the only one we've got confirmation of being totally Good
TM?
That doesn't seem very nice. I will not tip my hat to you.