Webadict rushes into the park, brushing off his clothes. His pocketwatch is always five minute early, so that he can partially make up the 10 minutes he's late by. He never was the greatest at keeping track of details.
He looks up at the five guests, waiting inside. Kermit the Frog is the first to ask the obvious question.
"Aren't you... er... dead?" pointing to the still crushed remains.
"You must be thoroughly mistaken. As you can see, that is clearly not me, as I'm alive."
Red Mage was inclined to agree that something so incredibly stupid HAD to be smart. Lenin was busy trying to think of some Soviet Russia joke to go with that. Idioyncratic Wipes star wiped to Jack Mackenzie, who offered the brilliant idea.
"Can we leave now?"
Webadict looked at his watched and pulled out a notebook. "No, not yet. You're still scheduled for a few more hours." He closes it back up and pulls a magnetic chalkboard out of a nearby supply closet. Several letters have spelled out LEMONADE STAND, with hilarious backward lettering that made you throw your money at kids, but made you seriously pity the man sitting at a booth several sizes too small instead of getting a real job.
"Anyhow, you need to finish up," he said, as he chalked up a quick grid.
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