There you are, trying to make sense of this strange place (with plans, in some cases) when suddenly an enormous crack opens in the ground near you. Amid the swirling colors of smoke and flame, a lead tablet rises slowly above the ground. As the crack swirls closed, the tablet falls to the ground. Eagerly, you all rush over to read what it says, which is this:
Well, Well! You've started the journey, haven't you!
You have moved from questions to ideas. Certainly, the way to enlightenment is before you, though the path may be long and littered with temptations. Persist, brave people, that you might be successful!
But Shades, you requested a vote count. We suppose enough time has passed, so your request shall be granted.
Vector[1]
Apostolic Nihilist[1]
Toonyman[1]
Redwarrior0[2]
LASD[2]
Leafsnail[0,2]
Alsark[0,1]
GlyphGryph[1]
Halmie[1]
There you are, Shades. Does that answer your questions? We hope it makes new ones. Things would hardly be interesting without questions, would they?
It would hardly be fair to give you an incorrect vote count, though. That would leave only confusion, not questions. The accountant responsible for the error has been sacked.
Speaking of questions:
Will you prod Redwarrior0?
It's been less than 24 hours since he posted. We'll see if he's fallen asleep if he hasn't responded by the next time we feel the need to contact you
Are you a scummy god?
Taken as an AND statement, we are not. Taken other ways, it could mean other things
How many scum are there?
Such a question, from one such as that. As if we chose the scum. They chose themselves. Such is the way.
Now, I'm sure you'll all be busy with this new information, so we'll leave you to your deliberations.
We'll just be down here.
Watching.
This time, the lead tablet remains on the ground, though it doesn't do anything else either.