Megami wrote:
"So, Band, we've never really spoken, though I've seen you around, of course. Ah, and of course I've heard of "Uncle Pervy", but I don't know much about you. Do tell."
He took a hard swallow as he wondered just what he should tell about his life when there was rumblings outside of the Bar. Flashes of Light and ground quakes shook the place as it seemed the entire realm was being destroyed by a massive shitstorm in another realm. Everyone sort of made for the ground as they wondered if this was in fact the inpending destruction of the Kyhm Forums.
Band put his hand on Megami's shoulder. "I'll check and see what's going on."
He made his way outside and could smell the extent of the shitstorm that started tearing at the fabric of the forum. When he tried to get back inside and report on what was happening, he found the door locked. He couldn't get it open again.
My gods, what's happening here?
He made his way out of the area and dove into the shitstorm. He tried to lay the storm into a calm but even he wasn't strong enough to hold it at bay. Suddenly, he was told by someone in passing he needed to venture into the realm of the IRC. In all its white emptyness, he saw that it was very busy with people conversing like generals on a war plan.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN THE FORUMS!" he shouted into the din. He had a very scary thought go through his head.
This is the Grey matter again...only this time I'm in the midst of it. The forum's going to collapse any minute.
Thankfully, he was taken aside by one within the IRC Realm and given the full info.
Informant: It is quite alright, Band. There are merely a few of us that decided to have some fun with the forums at its expense. We are just now beginning the cleanup operation.
"But why? Why go through all this?"
I: It wasn't truly meant to get this far. It was small, but when those who were not made wise about it stumbled upon it, they took it as being legitemate and brought in further. Throw in a couple wildcards and what started as a turd sandwich ballooned into a raging shitstorm.
"But what about the resulting mess that's been made?"
I: It is being cleaned up and should hopefully be nothing more than a midwinter night's dream.
"Okay...so there will be something laid down that'll tell anyone who got caught in it that this was for fun and giggles?"
I: Probably not but the fact of things having been cleared up should be able to get the message across that it wasn't a real schizm...although this will show to those that heed this that there is something to be said for taking anything brought up within these realms as truth without thinking about the possibility of it being nothing more than a jest. Does this put your mind at ease?
"Mostly...but I was locked out of the Bar & Grill and I'm wanting to get back in there. Can you unlock it?"
I: No, but the one known as Actor can. It would probably also be good for you to let him know a bit what happened since he wasn't in on it and is just getting in on the tail end of it.
"Thank you, and here's to hoping there are those that heed this message."
With a shake of hands, Band then made his way through the realms and saw the damage that was made from the Shitstorm being repaired. He could only hope that the resulting stink from it won't tarnish the realm or cause something of the like to happen again for real.
I really like these realms, and all those within. This really made me worry that I was seeing first hand the destruction of something that I cared about...but we'll see what happens in the morning. First thing's first - get the Bar open.
He was able to use a device and contacted Actor. Informing him of the shitstorm that passed through the realms, he inquired with him about getting the Bar opened up again since it wasn't really within the scope of the shitstorm but it did get hit with collateral damage not of it's own making. He allayed Band's fears and unlocked the Bar. Joyous at this, Band made his way to the beginning of this entire quest and was pleased to see the place reopened. Immediately he was innundated with people inquiring as to what had happened and as to why they weren't able to leave. He was more than happy to allay their fears and inform them of what had transpired.
"Now that you all know...I need a drink."
He made his way to the bar, ordered a Triple Scotch on the Rocks and sat down by Megami again.
"Well...what would you like to know about me?"
OOC: It may seem nicely written, but this is pretty much what happened to me when I tried to post in here and all the crap hit the fan...and also explains why Lovely wrote the OOC in the previous post. There was a couple things put in but they were removed as part of the restoration process I alluded to earlier. Let's just hope there's no bad blood after this.