Alright, let's test this thing out.

Testing, testing, A B C, ONE TWO THREE. This is Ichabod, the grinning pumpkin king of the extranet here, wondering if you wonderful viewers out in la-la land can hear me. Is text-to-speech on? Is this translating into your native tongue? Are we running live? Overlord, Skeleton, Causality, let me know if you can read this.

You forgot someone.

Please tell me I'm not working with you.

That's because it was a test. And you PASSED. That means you get the giant fuzzy moxie with the glowing nose, Echelon! Aren't we having a good time?

And yes you are, Causality! What, you didn't think I'd just sit around doing all the rewiring while you guys were drinking tea and eating biscuits, did you? Ho ho ho, no, mein freund, Ichabod is here to help you on your merry journeys, and perhaps help you find a sense of humor along the way!

The moderator jobs were volunteer gigs. You knew that when you signed up.

I've got way too much on my plate to worry about vetting these people.

No.

The system is currently running with an integrity of 73% and has an operational capacity of 84%.

Cerberus Protocol dictates that these levels are well within the safety margins, in short, to use a colloquialism; All systems are go.

I promise you won't regret it, fearless leader. And if you do, well, 'tis a wee bit late for that, oui?

My word, the ghost in the machine speaks! IS THIS A DAGGER THAT I SEE BEFORE ME? Seriously, though, who's job was it to give the VI that droning monotone?

Nobody. If you don't like it, change your voiceover settings. It's not that difficult.

Maybe I should have at least looked at the applicants.

I knew what I was getting into. Not who I was going to be working with.

This is a clear violation of protocol, Overlord.

I guess it could be worse.

I figured you'd set its' vocalizations to one of its' more obscure settings.

I thought that setting was removed. After the obscene public outcry.

My goodness! Such kindness! May I remind you that the number of people in this 'verse who are willing, let alone CAPABLE of reading and decyphering raw DDI code can be counted on a quarian's fingers, if said quarian had an amputation. Face it, me merry men, you're stuck with me. Besides! It could be worse!

...Yes. Yes it could, I suppose.

That idiotic skeleton with a magic sword from this forum's old days could be working upper management. Small blessings, I suppose.

:D

Speak of the devil! (The Devil, The Devil)

What's up, SWMS? Ready for a little mayhem?

I HATE YOU ALL.

Emotional outburst of Subj- Moderator 'Causality' was unexpected.

hey somebody let me in here

what's up fuckholes

ATAI, BITCHES! Guess who survived teh Ragnarok? Or Armageddon, or the End of Days, or last Friday night or whatever term we're using this week for the endtimes...