||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night." ||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for March 03, 2016 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule... ||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'dude', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:19 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room... ||||||||| "8:49 PM? 8:49 PM!!" says Catherwood, "George Stevens should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as George Stevens enters and sits in front of the fireplace. ||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:50 PM, dragging Cat by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?" Cat: any sound? ||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Tweeny plummets into the garden at 8:52 PM. Cat: the dj commeth ||||||||| New notice: 'Sorry folks, the stream,ing computer is broken tonight, so there will be no show. Please have a good chat and join us next week... :(' ||||||||| 8:55 PM: rebozoette jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" Cat: too bad, tween Cat: just like the old days rebozoette: sorry to see that kurt see ya sunday if all is better rebozoette: hi cat bye cat lol Tweeny: Having to do some disc repairs :/ Tweeny: Until last time, again... Cat: still here ||||||||| "8:58 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Tweeny, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the bushes. Cat: i was in your country for half an hour this afternoon. Cat: people very friendly. cidre and gas vastly cheaper George Stevens: Just my luck. Haven't been here in a good stretch and I bring bas luck! George Stevens: That's "bad" Cat: not your fault, geore ||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, March 03, 2016 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" ||||||||| shoes for the dead tiptoes in around 9:00 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last month's "unpleasant incident." George Stevens: Thanks, Cat. But, karmically speaking, who knows ;) Cat: hi shoes shoes for the dead: I'll just say Howdy then Cat: no collages from me tonight. or anyone else George Stevens: Is this 'hat show 'orking? shoes for the dead: and then Park it and Lock it! George Stevens: Not Responsible! ||||||||| George Stevens is kicked out just as the clock strikes 9:03 PM. ||||||||| It's 9:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| rebozoette - dead from intense demonic possession ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Merlyn disembarks at 9:10 PM. ||||||||| New notice: 'No streaming tonight due to broken equipment' ||||||||| New topic: 'No peeing into the stream tonight, equiment busted' ||||||||| "9:11 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Merlyn, who then runs out through the french doors and down through the garden. Cat: by merl Cat: better luck next week. ||||||||| 9:16 PM -- Cat left for parts unknown.(Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow"). ||||||||| 9:18 PM: p jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past five minutes!" ||||||||| p says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, p exits at 9:18 PM. ||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:26 PM, dragging rebozoette by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this bozo?" rebozoette: not a april fools joke I see ||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| rebozoette - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from pneumonia ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly.. ||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits. ||||||||| It's 1:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did: ||||||||| dude - dead from The Plague ||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress... ||||||||| "4:29 AM? 4:29 AM!!" says Catherwood, "RedPillTweeny should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as RedPillTweeny enters and sits in the comfy chair. ||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."
The Evening's Participants:
Cat
George Stevens
rebozoette
shoes for the dead
Tweeny
