(cre) Lucifer: Right. Revol. Let's assure the gathered creators that I am not the Manchester woman last night who bit your penis.
You should probably read this log before reading this one, which tells what happens when Lucifer logged in the next day...
[27 September 2001]
(cre) Dogbolter: Hey, Luci, what's your version of the story Revol was telling
us last night?
(cre) Lucifer: Tell me what the story is first :-)
(cre) Geisha: hmm, my command summary book doesnt appear to have anything
written in it anymore - whats the path to clone a new one?
You creator-tell: Tell us about the pizza.
(cre) Drakkos: Pizza was involved.
(cre) Eight: do you always bite on a first date?
(cre) Lucifer: Pizza? I have had many a pizza guys, have to be more specific.
(cre) Drakkos: You little harlot you. :-P
(cre) Dogbolter: Well, Vashti may have to help me out, but essentially, you
gave him a blow job because he bought you a takeaway pizza, and you bit
his penis. Therefore, you offered to repeat it for free.
(cre) Dogbolter: Or half price, next time.
(cre) Katrina goes off to hide in a corner.
You creator-tell: It was half price.
(cre) Dogbolter: You pierced his penis with your teeth.
(cre) Lucifer: Erm, there is absolutely no truth whatsoever, and it's actually
quite scary.
(cre) Twiggy: You've had many pizza guys?
(cre) Katrina brings a blanket with her so that she can hide under it.
(cre) Drakkos: Hrm. His story was more convincing than your denial.
(cre) Twiggy: They're not even that cute.
(cre) Lucifer: I have no idea where that came from.
(cre) Geisha: most have seen it on a video somewhere Lucifer.....
(cre) Dishrag: If a player killed an officer, was arrested and taken to the
AM-jail waiting room, was still paralysed when they arrived, and was
promptly attacked by another officer who was in that room, is it a bug?
(cre) LazerFX: I'm going shopping. BBS!
(cre) Dishrag: Log provided.
(cre) Dogbolter: Did the pizza have salty anchovies on it?
(cre) Lucifer: I have to admit, you are really scaring me now as I have no idea
what you are on about.
(cre) Dishrag: Anyone?
(cre) Katrina mutters something about certain Lords never being around when you
want them.
(cre) Twiggy: They have their precognition on.
(cre) Dishrag: Any AM cre be able who undertstands how officers work be able to
help me work out if somethign is a bug?
(cre) Katrina: Just my luck.
(cre) Dogbolter: Anyone got a couple of spare roof bars handy?
(cre) Katrina: Dogbolter's finally gone Mad.
(cre) Sugi: I left them in my other pants...
(cre) Dogbolter: No, I need to put a roof rack on my car, tis all.
(cre) Dogbolter: And the nice man at Volvo will sell me a pair for 72 pounds,
plus VAT.
(cre) Lucifer: Hehe, Volvo's are ick.
(cre) Sightblinder: Goto Halford or summat, you'll get them much cheaper.
(cre) Lucifer: Well, I guess I should start packing, leaving today.
(cre) Vashti deliberately refrains from mentioning
/w/vashti/doc/drunkrevol.txt
(cre) Kaea: Packing sucks
(cre) Katrina begins the 'no more Lucifer' dance!
(cre) Kaea: I tried to last night
(cre) Kaea teaches Katrina the 'no-more-kaea' dance too.
(cre) Katrina eeks and grabs Kaea's leg.
(cre) Dogbolter: Kaea and Lucifer vanishing together, and both moving
house...anyone spot a rumour?
(cre) Kaea: Oh, I'll be back in a month or two
(cre) Kaea: Db. No.
(cre) Lucifer: Erm, Revol talks about *she*. As in not me.
(cre) Lucifer: I'm going to my parents house.
(cre) Drakkos: Did you buy Lucifer a pizza at any point, Kaea?
(cre) Lucifer: I'll probably be back on later.
(cre) Lucifer: No see Revol is drunkenly talking about a woman. I am not a
woman.
(cre) Kaea: There was No Pizza involved *shudder*
(cre) Twiggy: So, if I'm processing, Revol bit your penis?
(cre) Lucifer: A WOMAN! not me!
(cre) Twiggy: Well, she certainly didn't bite a woman's penis.
(cre) Dishrag pays attention to cre again.
(cre) Dishrag: Why are we talking about women with penises?
(cre) Dogbolter: Lucifer bit revol's penis, and Revol claims he's a woman.
(cre) Lucifer: Sod off, you.
(cre) Katrina: Lucifer is a woman. I have pictures!
(cre) Lucifer: No, no you don't.
(cre) Lucifer: And many people have seen I Am A Man!
You creator-tell: Nobody here has..
(cre) Twiggy: Either Revol bit Luficer's penis, or Lucifer bit Revol's penis.
You creator-tell: As far as I am aware of course.
(cre) Katrina: Ah, an exhibitionist, then. Streaking across the uni campus,
maybe?
(cre) Dogbolter: A man who shared a room with Revol at the last mudmeet.
(cre) Wyvyrn wombles off again.
(cre) Lucifer: Gawd, this is just gonna get worse, I'm going to stop
encouraging you lot.
(cre) Twiggy: Hey, we're self-encouraging.
You creator-tell: Personally, I want to see the first half of the discussion.
It may cast Light on matters.
(cre) Lucifer: A woman in Manchester bit Revol's penis. I am a man in
Liverpool. It's Not Me.
(cre) Dishrag: Can someone explain this to me either in terms of pi,
interpretive dance, or in Dishrag-sleepyterms?
(cre) Carmine does the dance of Lucifer and Revol plus pizza equals toothy fun,
for Dishrag's benefit.
(cre) Vashti does the dance of Luci will apparently do anything for a pizza,
for her own benefit.
(cre) Twiggy holds up a scorecard that reads "8.5 / 10"
(cre) Carmine: Woo.
(cre) Carmine admires Vashti's scoring.
(cre) Dogbolter admires Lucifer's scoring.
(cre) Twiggy: That was you, Carmine ;)
(cre) Carmine scores!
(cre) Twiggy: You're scoring on cre again?
(cre) Lucifer: Aha.
(cre) Carmine: Ooh, the man himself!
(cre) Twiggy: Wait.. did I just score with you, Carmine?
(cre) Dogbolter: Hm...Halfords want 59.99. Bastards.
(cre) Revol: eh?
(cre) Revol: ummm...
(cre) Twiggy: I hate it when I have to ask.
You creator-tell: Is this for penis biting, or something else, Db?
(cre) Lucifer: He left again :P
(cre) Dogbolter: No, penis biting is One Pizza. Roof bars are 59.99
(cre) Carmine looks confused. I scored with Twiggy? Fan-tas-tic. Did anyone
get a picture?
(cre) Twiggy: Well, that's the last time I buy anyone pizza.
(cre) Dogbolter scores with Carmine and Twiggy.
(cre) Twiggy sidles up to Carmine.
(cre) Lucifer: Right. Revol. Let's assure the gathered creators that I am not
the Manchester woman last night who bit your penis.
(cre) Revol: what are you people doing making a very distressed devil send me
text messages wondering what the hell is happening??
(cre) Revol: correct.... i said LUCY.... they twisted it.... sorry... DBtwisted
it to being you
(cre) Lucifer: Db, Drakkos and others too :-)
You creator-tell: Hey, you're the one who *admitted* Luci was giving you oral
pleasure. It's all logged.
(cre) Dogbolter: The logs show otherwise.
(cre) Carmine: Indeed.
(cre) Revol: ... which then everyone else took GREAT pleasure in joining in :P
(cre) Goldenthread worries what he missed.
(cre) Dogbolter: You had everyoine biting your penis?
(cre) Revol: hehe... it was all DB fuelled..... i'm wondering how much of the
logs you have actually kept...
You creator-tell: Everything from when I logged in last night to when I logged
out, IIRC. :)
(cre) Vashti looks helpful.
You creator-tell: Ah, to when you logged out.
(cre) Revol: so you also got the Lucy bit....or was that "modified"
(cre) Dogbolter: *HIS*.
(cre) Revol: ah right, yeah...thanks
(cre) Revol chuckles.
(cre) Carmine goes to lunch....
(cre) Revol: well be nice to me today please... i have a job interview in 1 1/2
hours :)
(cre) Dogbolter: At Dominoes?
(cre) Twiggy: Repeat after me, "Would you like fries with that?"
(cre) Revol chuckles...
(cre) Revol: Dominoes make you wait 25 minutes... i told you last night
(cre) Revol: well, i don't think i specifically mentioned dominoes
(cre) Dogbolter: You're going to sit in this interview, it will affect the next
few years of your life. It'll will help you imporve your CV, and pay off
you debts. You have a suit on, I imagine, or at least a tie.
(cre) Goldenthread: not just a tie, i hope.
(cre) Lucifer shudders.
(cre) Revol: yes :)
(cre) Dogbolter: You'll feel a bit nervous, some stress....might be a bit hot
and sweaty. Interviews are immensely important, and very stressful.
(cre) Revol chuckles.
(cre) Goldenthread: wipe your hands before shaking anyone elses :)
(cre) Goldenthread: but not on your trousers ...
(cre) Revol: and i've got spermy pizza on my mind....
(cre) Dogbolter: And when the guy opens his mouth to speak, all you're going to
think about is Lucifer's penis, being turned inside out, and him biting
yours. For the price of a pizza.
(cre) Eight: remember, you're a tiger
(cre) Goldenthread: just think how many you can get from him when you're
working there ;)
You creator-tell: Hang on. Spermy pizza? You came on the pizza before she ate
it?
You creator-tell: This is pushing even my limits.
(cre) Dishrag vomits.
(cre) Goldenthread: you have limits?
(cre) Dogbolter: 'What do you think you can bring to this job?'
(cre) Dogbolter: SPERMY PIZZA
You creator-tell: I'm sure they're in there somewhere.
(cre) Dogbolter: 'Do you have any further questions?'
(cre) Revol: i'm lughing too much to type a proper sentance now :)
(cre) Dogbolter: Is that jism, or mushrooms?
(cre) Revol: hehe
(cre) Goldenthread: will you give me a blow job if i make a really good pizza?
(cre) Revol: make it?? i cant MAKE pizza..
(cre) Dogbolter: 'Where do you see yourself in 3 years time?'
(cre) Revol: ewww..
(cre) Twiggy: "You're sitting in my seat."
(cre) Dogbolter: With you, kneeling in front of me, Mr Quattroformaggio. And
it ain't real cheese.'
(cre) Dasquian: "Here, but you ain't hiring me this time"
(cre) Dogbolter: afk to the pub.
(cre) Revol: thanks God for that
(cre) Revol: PLEASE... enjoythe pub
(cre) Revol: the pub is yourfriend
(cre) Revol: oi! the log is named "drunkrevol" ... i was actually sober
(cre) Revol: oi! that log was like.... right near the end of the
conversation... it all started off with somsone mentioning their earrings
pierced, then i mentioned a girl on holiday who got.... aw nevermind...
(cre) Dogbolter arrives.
(cre) Lucifer: Cor,
You creator-tell: You were drunk, and you confessed that your best friend is a
hermaphrodite in public?
You creator-tell: s/drunk/sober/
(cre) Revol: half the log was missed!!
(cre) Lucifer: Erm. Go away, I am not a hermaphrodite. So there.
(cre) Revol: the girl i met on holiday who had a clit piercing to prevent
sex...
You creator-tell: I said it was from the point I logged in. :)
You creator-tell: Two people have the full log, and no doubt it shall appear in
the fullness of time.
(cre) Revol: ah!
(cre) Dogbolter: The girl who you paid to give you a blow job was Luci.
(cre) Lucifer: . o 0 (Let them have their fun...just nod and smile.)
(cre) Lucifer nods.
(cre) Lucifer smiles.
(cre) Dogbolter: Mouth full?
(cre) Lucifer nods.
You creator-tell: You can't smile with your mouth full.
(cre) Lucifer smiles.
You creator-tell: Er, so I am reliably informed.
(cre) Lucifer: Heh, what an impressive death inform.
(cre) Lucifer: Was the death good too?
(cre) Dasquian: do do... do dooooo do do do
(cre) Dogbolter: No, sorry, it's a nasty hack.
(cre) Lucifer: That could have been impressive :-)
(cre) Lucifer: I really should start packing, but playing DW is more fun.
(cre) Lucifer: Maybe if I ignore the problem, it will go away again.
(cre) Kaea: Belive me, it won't
(cre) Lucifer: But I want to play DW, but I'm supposed to be packing.
(cre) Kaea: Mind you, my parents are coming to collect my stuff at 9:00am on
Saturday, and the ball I'm going to ends at 7:00 that morning
(cre) Dogbolter suspends Luci & Kaea to improve their lives.
(cre) Lucifer: Bah, no you haven't.
(cre) Vashti works on her filter for ripping cre discussions out of logs, la di
dah di dah ...
(cre) Lucifer: I canny type the four letters!
(cre) Lucifer: Right, I should start packing and I'm going to. See you guys
later.