New Moderators

[Dasquian Belargic]

Alright, I did a little re-shuffle of the Rebel staff. So say hello to your three newest moderators: Aurelias Kazaar, Estelle Russard and Kelly Perris :)

[Ilias Nytrau]

Now, now. That's just too sexy. :lol

[Karl Valten]

Congrats, I say we hit the pub.

[Kelly Perris]

I'm all for it. :lol

[Estelle Russard]

Kazaar's buyin'

[Kelly Perris]

Heh. We'll see 'bout that, ma'am. Fact is, we'll just be seein' who can drink who under the table.

Ain't that right, Kazaar? ;)

[Lilaena De'Ville]

I'm taking bets on when one of them goes mad with power and delcares themselves Emperor of the Alliance and bans everyone else. ;)

[Dasquian Belargic]

Probably me.

[Kelly Perris]

If I were ever to do such a thing, you can bet 100% that I was drunk off my toadstool at the time. :lol

[Loklorien s'Ilancy]

My vote goes to Das. I fact, I'm in shock that she's not already done it.

[Karl Valten]

I declare myself Emperor of the Alliance.

[Aurelias Kazaar]

Yes, I'm buying. And Karl ya can't be 'Emperor' of the Alliance. Unless ya switch allegiances or summat.

[Estelle Russard]

My money's on Dasq, too. Its always the quiet ones :rolleyes

Karl, did you pay the toll?

[Grace Van-Derveld]

Probably me.

Now now. Behave. Remember that promise we made to one another? If one of us turns, we have to kill the other ...

Congrats tho :)

[Aurelias Kazaar]

Oh what no 'Grace is the Empress of Rebelland'? Awww....;)

[Grace Van-Derveld]

Nope. Being part of a snobbish family that adored the Empire makes the taste of power quite sour

[Dasquian Belargic]

Join me, Grace! Together, we can rule... errr, the Intelligence department?

[Grace Van-Derveld]

We already do :mneh

[Dasquian Belargic]

... :grumble fine fine

Join me and together we can rule... HAPES!

[Grace Van-Derveld]

Um, why? As much as a Matriarchal society does seem like a good thing :p

[Dasquian Belargic]

Sigh, nothing ever makes you happy... why won't you just love me :cry

[Grace Van-Derveld]

Um, you've never asked?

[Kelly Perris]

Hey! Since WHEN do you have to ask someone to love you? If ya gotta ask...aww, man.

[Estelle Russard]

Or more importantly, WHEN do the drinks get here?

[Kelly Perris]

*goes to the door, shouts something undistinguishable outside, and soon enough, a few kegs of good ale are being wheeled in. Next comes the stronger liqours, and various other ingredients that cause mighty debauchery. This would almost seem catered by an outside source, if not for the fact that the haulers were the motely crew that is Rogue Squadron*

You were sayin', miss? *hops up on a keg* Oh, bring it? It's been brought, darlin'. ;)

[Park Kraken]

Ok, time to determine who will become the Emporer of the Rebellion.

*Passes out a blaster to everyone*

Time for a little Rebellion Roulette.

Ok, one of these blasters has a faulty powerpack. The one who is left alive will be crowned Emporer.

*Doesn't tell everyone that the blaster with the faulty powerpack will explode*

:evil

[Grace Van-Derveld]

Hey! Since WHEN do you have to ask someone to love you? If ya gotta ask...aww, man.

Because I'm crazy that way :mneh

[Kelly Perris]

Ok, time to determine who will become the Emporer of the Rebellion.

*Passes out a blaster to everyone*

Time for a little Rebellion Roulette.

Ok, one of these blasters has a faulty powerpack. The one who is left alive will be crowned Emporer.

*Doesn't tell everyone that the blaster with the faulty powerpack will explode*

:evil

Drinking and weaponry sure DO go hand in hand... :rolleyes