TTR Game of Toanz

@Inspector #20 your withdrawal is noted.

I've said it many times here, beware of muddling your real persona too much with fantasy. It makes "the game" fall apart.
FYI, I was the one offended, and there is missing context. There was private messaging going on at the same time about
game-related issues such as the above. When it went public/ugly I felt the line between good-natured ribbing and a
darker / more personal attack was crossed, and I was not alone.

I said nothing at the time, until today issuing a "good-natured" penalty. More context: Punhammer has been trying to
channel his way out for a number of days now (in the background), so let's kindly allow him the space to do so.

We still await @SG John 's submission. I added an extra day to this round day because he said he was out for the
weekend, and likely couldn't sign on until last night... but i have not checked if he did.

We will await his entry and go ahead with voting as per normal tonight, without Sledge Von in the mix, so a single vote poll.
However, since we are unfortunately losing a Rock Star, the votes will simply take place for bragging rights for vanity this round.
Everyone will be safe from elimination, and round 9 will be to for immunity in the next round. I don't feel like a re-write today.

Sadly, Sledge Von P-Hammer was crushed beneath his 8X10 cab, after the lead singer and Bobbi were leaning "pretty heavily"
into the back of it, and it got rocked over. The Paramedics said Von might have survived, but his ankle monitor was tangled up
in the snake and by the time they got it all untangled and boosted him up on the stretcher, he was just too far gone. His final
words were "Please bury me in this suit, it's what everyone wears where I'm going."

The Game of Toanz will continue on, as we bid Farewell to Sledge Von P-Hammer who played his character with more gusto
than I could have expected, and brought plenty of extra colour and flavour to the Game of Toanz.

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I'm trying to get caught up. I just downloaded some photos, but need to run upstairs and cook dinner. Then the wifey runs out, and I get back to finishing my submission. Give me until about 9-9:30 EDT to get it done. I haven't logged in since last week, and have been having too much fun while away to really care.
 
Rather than withdraw from the game just let yourself be voted out and ride with that. Keep voting but only use one of your accounts not 10. In my opinion you were playing in character just like we all have been but what I felt was offensive was the cheating to stay in the game. Good luck

I considered that, but when people get offended in "real life," i feel obligated to draw a line.
 
We will await his entry and go ahead with voting as per normal tonight, without Sledge Von in the mix, so a single vote poll.
However, since we are unfortunately losing a Rock Star, the votes will simply take place for bragging rights for vanity this round.
You mean Barbarian Bob has been toting this fishy smelling wooden shlong in my back pocket for nothing?
Do you have any idea what Bobbie and Gizzelle called this thing that night?!?!?
"Princess Toadstool" ... and do you know WHY they called it that??
Let's just say they hid it in "Bowzer's" stool and Mario did her best to "level up" with it!!
Barbarian Bob doesn't feel well ... Barbarian Bob needs more of the white powder of greatness!
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METAL TO THE CORE!!! \nn/
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So, they finally returned to Earth, and we started practicing for some gigs. As we're sorting out arrangements and new band names, we have a drink or two. As the submissions fly in, I start scribbling in my note pad.

Some of the names that were tossed about, all had some good space rock connections, as they seemed to be really thrilled with my writing and attitude.

Top choices were:

Silver Machine
Spiral Galaxy
Psychosonia

And, we finally settled on Wasteland of Sleep


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About this time, I get a text from Bobbie, "How how much longer are you going to be? Me and Giselle are out front. We want to party"



I poke my head outside to signal I'll be out soon, and am greeted with a fun sight.


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I guess they have some debauchery up their sleeve. I finish up, and we head to my place. As we're pounding down some beers and smoking a few spliffs, Giselle sees a mason jar on my counter, and screams "Let's Rock and Roll!"



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I'm pretty sure it was the next afternoon that we started to come back down. We still enjoyed being tangled in each others limbs. Normally a gentleman never tells, and it helps when you can't remember. From the looks on all of our faces, I'm sure it was a pretty wild time.
 
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