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Oh my god, Acunasti has vanished! We have to find him! Quickly, people of the UESP, gather round and forge a plan!

Ohmigod yes.

Mars, internet-persona extraordinaire, hit the 'post' button happily, as his new idea had been succesfully conceived, with the help of his good friend Eltee. Content, he went to have a shower and wait for more people to tag along.

We should start interviewing people in Quebec City, asking if they saw him there last October.

What did he look like?

He was... Uh... American?

Eltee, suddenly understanding the nature of the roleplay, head-desked.

Avron heard the sound all the way down in New Jersey. Odd, she thought, as the echo vanished from her cubicle. Then she focused at the task at hand.

Surely, those bongos were somewhere around here...maybe even under this SUBMIT button.

Kerr lay before he computer. Ninja'd by Avron and Eltee much to his annoyance. Where do monkeys usually hang out?

Eltee read Kerr's post, grinning as he remembered staying up to ungodly hours roleplaying in Andia and Ballarwood with said monkey.

He bit his lip, thinking.

Unable to immediately find the elusive answer, he tapped the SUBMIT button.

At the mention of being Avron'd, Avron smiled. Another trophy for her ninja'd wall. She was getting good.

And the wall was getting dusty. Gross. Maybe the Monkey King was hiding there? Dust bunnies and monkeys - peas in a pod, right?

Sometimes, Avron doesn't know why she posts this crap. Oh well. SUBMIT. And edit. And SUBMIT again.

Mars sat at his desk, clad in his mother's red bathrobe and a large green towel on his head, to keep his hair from dripping water everywhere.

Yay!, he thought. People get it!

Then he started writing what he had originally planned to say in a spoiler tag:

"Hey guys, no spoiler or OOC posts allowed!" he said to everyone. "Post everything you want to say as you saying it through a post, if you get what I mean. If not, PM me."

He put a finger on his lower lip, thinking. Ah! he thought as it suddenly came to him.

"I just realized that no rules will get us nowhere," he continued. "But the rules won't be posted as a long and boring OP. They will be suggested by the others, in character (themselves, ironically), and will be voted for. They will not be written down, but instead passed along to new and probably completely lost players. Sound good?

Justice nodded to himself.
"This seems good- now if I was a monkey where would I be?"
As he pondered he hit SUBMIT.

Musicman started reading the thread he was about to post on.

"What the heck is this all about?" he asked before hitting 'Submit'.

Musicman decided to edit his post so as not to double-post and be battleshipped. He wrote, "Just so you all know I am reading these posts very fast as if you are all characters in a Speed Racer cartoon. Ha ha!" then hit 'Submit' again.

"I don't have a clue," Justice responded by hitting Submit.

"Huh, this sounds fun, I'm in," Nanza wrote in his characteristic only-index-fingers way.

"This SUBMIT crap is getting excessive." Eltee concluded, making his thought appear on the screen telepathically.

"Mind = blown," Nanza replied. Man, that Eltee sure is badass.

"Guys, I just had a great idea!" said Mars, who was now in his underwear instead of the bathrobe. The green towel was still on his head.

"We should, like, all meet up and go look for Acunasti together!" he continued, sounding quite excited. "Of course we'd only write about ourselves doing that, but I'm sure there's an alternate universe where what we write really happens!"

He finished his post with a happy face and hit 'Submit'

Justice couldn't help but agree with as he made the text appear through sheer Bad-assery.

"Finally." Deimos typed so speedily, that he had to backspace every other letter. "Maybe he climbed to the top of a building in New York....Louisiana is a long way from New York."

Boxers or briefs? "Sounds like a good idea." Kerr posted.

"Mind=Blown." Eltee agreed, before regretfully minimizing the UESP page. He clicked the 'google' bar, and typed in Air Canada. Index fingers all a-blur, he discovered that it would cost 338 dollars to be on the next flight from Toronto to New York.

"Why not? I'm in." Said Gandalf airily. Then he grinned. "Acunasti seemed like a nice enough monkey."

He pressed the Submit button, and found that he had been Ninja'd by Eltee and Kerr.

"How much for a flight to Bossier City Louisiana?" Deimos typed before hitting submit.

"Guys! Listen to me!" Mars loudly said, waving his arms around in order to draw attention. He, of course, partook in the posting-through-mental-powaaaaa tomfoolery.

Boxers, always, he said telepathically to Kerr. Meanwhile, he had put on his flannel pajamas.

"See, Eltee's doing it!" he then continued excitedly. "We should all do the same and meet up in New Yawk!"