General / Off-Topic Chain story

[Robert Maynard]

Coutts. He's no-one's fault.

 

[bootsam]

his part time job moderating galactic forums. So that was all he had left, all he had to look forward to, all his hopes and aspirations were gone and he was stranded amongst

 

[Frank]

Frank looked at the rent from his cockpit window. It was a seething, writhing sea of nothingness, pitch black against the darkness of star-sequinned space, and it was getting bigger. "This rent looks expensive. And you say T.j wasn't to blame?" He looked puzzled. "We need to talk to Maynard! We need to go to his volcanic lair. Does anyone know where it is?"

 

[Hell Razor5543]

Coutts. He's no-one's fault.

He is a self made... whatever he is.

 

[Robert Maynard]

Yes, some of "we" know where it is.

No, it's not going to become freely available information.

 

[Hell Razor5543]

Yes, some of "we" know where it is.

No, it's not going to become freely available information.

Just ask the crew of "The Magic Roundabout", as they helped create it (and Zebedee gave it a form of sentience).