Monday Night:

The milky moonlight filters into the ERB mansion.  A lone figure paces back and forth in the dormitory hall which had been titled 'THA HALL'.  TS had the idea of using an 'A'.  The lone figure walks into the light.  We see that it's RAMPAGE!
 
RAMPAGE walks up to Storm Call's room and knocks on the door.

The knocks can barely be heard in the noisy hallway.  A few bots are celebrating while some are cleaning up DBX's apartment.

RAMPAGE finally decides to give up and leaves a rose on Storm Call's door. A nice little ribbon is tied around it too.

Grimlock sticks his head out and sees RAMPAGE put the rose up.  "Ah, isn't that sweet." he says. RAMPAGE turns and shoots him a comical dirty look, before walking off.

Anyway, Grimlock quickly runs, cause RAMPAGE takes out a quasar water pistol and begins shooting bad mech fluid at him.

Stormy holds up the flower.  "Looky, I got a rose.  With a ribbon on it!"

RAMPAGE quirps, "Your welcome, Storm call. It's even got some perfume in it."

"Well, I can beat that." Grimlock says. Quickly, dodging past RAMPAGE and his quasar water pistol, he ducks back into his room. In a moment he comes back out with...

"Cheese!" Storm Call shouts. Indeed, in his hands he carries a huge basket of assorted cheeses. With a ribbon on it.

RAMPAGE glared at Grimlock and whispers to him, "Anyway, nice, Grimlock. Real nice. Now Storm Call likes you."

RAMPAGE groans. "How can I compete with CHEESE?"

Then Megatron NEO shows up carrying a life sized Optimus Prime made entirely out of CHEESE!

"ARGH!!!" Rampage screams. He runs and buys the Netherlands and sends all the cheese to Storm Call's room.

Storm Call smiles, "Ooo! Look at all the cheese. And they all have little ribbons on them."

RAMPAGE points excitedly, "Mine have gold foils! Ooo! Give me a hug, Stormmy!"

"Well," Grimlock says, feeling a little low, "there's no way I can compete with that much cheese." He slumps of back to his room, and closes the door.

"Of course!" a voice says which can be heard, barely, through the door. A flash of light spreads out around the outside of the door, and there is a loud BOOM!

Storm Call, "So much cheese! *whistles* Meggs Neo! get over her or I'll have to eat this all by myself!"

Clasic Cybertron goes and knocks angrily on Grimlock's door. "Quiet! I'm trying to get some sleep. What are you doing? Tryingt o make a spark?"

Grimlock peeks his head outside. "Nope."

RAMPAGE yawns. "It's late. K, Bye!"

Storm Call waves, "Bye Rampage. I think I can forgive you for using my phrase, after all you did give me so much cheese....

Storm Call looks up expectantly, "Whatcha got Grimmy?"

"C'mon in and see." he says. Storm Call walks in, careful not to step on the scattered machinery all over the place.

"So, what is it?" she asks.

"Well, first, there was a rose. Then a basket of cheese. Then, a life size Op of cheese, than all the cheese of the Netherlands. And behold," he says, sweeping his hand upwards. Only then does Storm Call realise there is no cieling in his room. "The moon. Made of GREEN CHEESE!"

Stormy gives Grimlock a look. "Ok, I'm feeling gulible today, thanx man!  See, even Unicron likes cheese. It is the universal treasure. If you two read back until Rampage and I start talking this whole cheese thing will make sense. Even though I am the queen of cheese anyway.  "

Devestator drvies up to the entrance of the ERB.  He takes in the air and walks into the ERB mansion.  It had been awhile.  He calls out, "Helooo? Anyone around? Storm Call? Grimlock?"

Grimlock peeks out of his room.  "Indeed, we are still here, Devastator. How are you?"

Storm Call waves like a Baldonado, "Hey D!"
 
Devastator comes in and finds Storm Call and Grimlock staring up at the moon.
Grimlock says, "It's made of green cheese!"

Devastator also gives Grimlock a look. "Sure, sure, and over there is the Death Star! It's right beside the Cybertron's third moon! And look! Unicron's head just floated by. And yes, I believe he was had a mouthful of cheese."
 
Chi Psi Upsilon strolls in behind Devestator.  "Anyone here right?"

Grimlock ushers him in.  "Yup. Hey Chi Psi, how's it going? When do you figure the VS RPG is going to start up?"

Chi waves him off and smiles at Storm Call.

Storm Call pats the pillow on the floow beside her.  "Hey Chi."

Chi scratches his head.  He plops down beside Storm Call.  He turns to look at Grimlock.  "The RPG? Um... once we get enough people?"

Devestator raises his arms in delight.  "Great! Chi's here too! Take a look at the moon, Chi! What do you think it's made of?"

Chi studies it for a moment.  "The moon? Well...I think it's made of china...The material, not the country..."

Stormy replies in complete seriousness.  "It's made of cheese."

"No, seriously. Look, this is my atomic fooderizer." Grimlock says, motioning to a machine off in the corner. There are several nuclear signs clearly evident, and a few biohazard ones thrown in as well. In the center is a large red button, and a a dial off to the side.

"This is the food selector," Grimlock says, motioning to the dial. "And this is the ingnition." This time, the big red button is what he's looking at.

"With this, I can make anything into food. Anything! My power is infinite! Muwahahahaha!"

Devestator chuckles, "That's a cool gadget, Grimmy. Just don't point that thing at Cybertron or we'll have worse problems than Skir ever gave us."

Storm Call slaps Grimlock on the back of the head, "So it was you who turned Cybertron into a salad! Geez Grimlock, I never would have guessed."

Chi Psi Upsilon falls of his pillow.  "Grimlock, you did what! You're the one that made Cyberflaggingflowertron? By Primus! BURN HIM!"

Storm Call swears under his breath.

Uh-oh, Grimlock thinks. "No, it wasn't me." he says, backing up. "It was... it was... HIM!" Grimlock points an accusing finger at a figure making its way down the hall.

 In the hallway, they can see that Bob Skir has broken out of the room they were keeping him in.  He's a little filthy, and looks kind of feral.
"Indeed, it was I!" Bob Skir says. "I broke in and used the Fooderizer. And now, Cybertron is a perfect, organic world. Aren't I brilliant?"

The "Skir Alert Alarms" goes off: Prisoner escaping! Prisoner escaping! Sound the alarm! We must NEVER LET SKIR ESCAPE HIS PUNISHMENT!

"My god!" shouted Chi as he jumped out of his room. "Skir has invaded the ERB!"

Stormy immediately leaps out of the room and gives chase to the scrawny fleshbag.

Grimlock, Stormy, Chi, and D grab Skir and throw him into the cooler.  "Let's let him spend a few hours alone with THE VOK!!!"

"I didn't know the vok were here too!" Storm Call says shocked.

"Hurry, get him!" Storm Call shots. She, Chi Psi and Devastator race out, but Grimlock hangs back. He goes over to the Fooderizer, and starts to tinker with it.

"We'll see how Skir likes this!" Devestator says, than endulges in a little maniacal laughter. Good for the spirit, it is.

Storm Call shakes her head in amazement.  "I would a thought putting him back in his cage with the other board freaks would be punishment enough......oh well.  We keep the Vok in a cage for studying.  Amazing isn't it? Even in a prison, Skir manages to run his own Agenda. :-)"

After a few hours, Grimlock pulls Skir out of the cage. "Now, villain," he says, "let's see how you like the new, improved, Metallicizer!"

He grabs him and drags him into his room. The fooderizer is sitting there, though there is a new setting. "Hold him, would you?" he asks. Chi Psi and Storm Call run up and grab his arms, each standing off to the sides.

"Now, let's see how you like your worst nightmare!" Grimlock pushes down the new red button, and a lance of silver energy shoots into SKir. Everyone watches as he is transformed into a fully metallic, vehicle mode transformer, with a big honking gun on each arm.

"NOOOOOO!" Skir screams. "Real heroes don't need guns! And organics are superior!"
 
Storm Call taps Grimlock nervously.  "Uh, Grimmy? Do you think giving him guns was such a good idea?"

Grimlock folds his arms and looks at Storm Call with a 'I already thought of that' look.  "No worries. The ERB has a built in weapon suppresor. He's unable to actually use the weapons, they just torment him. ClasicCybertron put in after the Religion wars. "

Storm Call clicks a nearby intercom.  "Ah, good idea CC."

Bob Skir rolls around on the ground and does some funky dance moves.  "No!" Skir screams. "Hey, why can't I transform?"

"Because," Grimlock says, "All the first transformers had to LEARN how to, remember? Go ahead and try. I hope he transforms into a clown car."

Skir sniffs loudly and shuffles slowly back to his cell, locking himself in and tossing the key out of reach. He sits down and starts chanting "I'm a techno freak, I'm a techno freak......."
 
And so, Bob Skir continues screaming his head off.

RAMPAGE goes to him and gives him a roasted peice of meat.

"What's this?" Bobby asks.

RAMPAGE laughs. "This is your own creation: NIGHTSCREAM! Medium Rare! AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHH!!!!!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Grimlock leans over and whispers to RAMPAGE, "Think we should tell him that metal TFs don't need to eat meat?" RAMPAGE thinks for a moment, then, as one, he and Grimlock say "Naw."

Storm Call checks her watch.  "*yawn* Midnight here, work tommorrow, school on Monday. *yawn* I'll be here tommorrow 20:00 board time *yawn* K bye.  HeeHee *yawn* What time is it where you live Rampage?"

"I'm right here, Storm Call," RAMPAGE says, looking at the few feet that seperate them.  "But, the international time line runs through this tiny room, so I'm already one day ahead of you."

Grimlock does some quick calculations.  "Wait, than that'd mean you're 12 hours ahead and....woah."

Bob Skir sadly eats his meat while chanting "I am a techno freak."

Megatron Neo comes and sees all the posters watching Bob Skir like he was some wild animal. "What you guys doing?"

"Torturing Bob Skir!  And he's in a cage like one of those evil lemurs in the zoo!"  Storm Call cheers.

Megatron Neo groans. "Why? He did some good things to the TF universe."

"Like what?" Storm call asks.

"Like...like...you're right, he didn't do anything good. FLAME HIM!"

Grimlock waves to them good night.  "I don't normally steal lines, but....K bye, Storm Call."

"What about the rest of us?" Devestator asks Grimlock's back.

Grimlock peekd his head back in for a second.  "Remember, real heroes DO use guns."

THE CELL
 
And so Bob Skir sits, thinking of how to escape. Then he hears it, it's some sort of shuffling sound. He looks and sees another man, also tied up. "Marty?"

RAMPAGE looks at Naes Pox. "Hey, let's give him some room mates...heh-heh."

Grimlock opens up the door. "Oh, Bobby!, We've got you some room mates to play with!"

Bob Skir smiles for once. "Really? Who?"

"Just the trash of the ERB. Meet Diaclone, El Stinky, me, Cocaine Monkey, Lord Trivehicus, Mrs. Potter, Lio's girl, Locotus, and TRANSFORMINATOR."

Bob skir's eyes widen. "Oh thank you! Welcome in to my humble prison cell brothers!"

RAMPAGE whispers to Grimlock. "So that explains it. He DOES kind of resemble them."

"No wonder BM stunk. Looka t his relatives."

Stormy walks up to the cage, reaches through the bars, and solidly smacks Marty across the face, backhanding Skir at the same time. "Shut up!"

They whimper and scoot away from the bars.

"Well, that takes care of that escape plan." Stormy then wanders out of the room and heads back to her own, turning off the lava lamp and going to sleep.
 
Devestator and RAMPAGE tilt their heads and say, "G'night and sleep tight, Storm Call!"

SG looks over the surveilance screens.  On the screen, it is clearly evident that the Board is closing up for the night. Grimlock wobbles into his room, unsteady as usual. Storm Call has to make several trips, dragging in the huge amount of cheese she has gotten today. RAMPAGE takes a nice collection of stories into his room, and Devastator lumbers into his. Everyone is gone now, and the Big Hallway is empty.

The only sound is Bob Skir, weeping, and the other maniacs ranting.

SG looks down long hallway, it is empty. Sighing to himself, SG makes his way to his room. Standing outside is Devestator, who offers him a drink.

"Thank you Devestator," SG says.

"You are welcolme your exellency," Devestator replied.

SG enteres his room, and prepares to sleep.

A door at the end of the hallway is heard closing. A figure turns a corner and walks down the long hallway. The figure stops to look in on the prisoners. A look of horror spreads across the face of Skir.

"No,no, you shouldn't be here" is all Skir can say before he faints.

The figure continues down the hallway knocking on all the doors. Every member trying to sleep gets up and peers out their doors at the lone figure.

Rampage: "What's all the noise for?"

Classic Cybertron: "Yeah, who do you think you are, I was having a sweet dream"

Jostling his keys into the lock on the last door, the figure turns to the rest of the members. "Hey guys, sorry for waking ya, i'm back"

Rampage: "Naes......?"

Grimlock peeked out of his room for the tenth time.  "Hey Naes, good to see you again."

Naes runs to his room and begins setting it up again.  "Man, this place has become a mess.  I've got some serious fixing up to do."

Tuesday: EARLY MORNING

Ravage X shakes his head sadly as he comes out of his room.  He heads for the cafeteria.  AC pats the chair beside her.  "Ravage X, what's the matter?"

"DBX left this morning."

"Bummer," AC says.

"I talked to him a little bit about the Board. I asked if he would ever come back. He laughed a little and said "with my shield or on it". I think that means he's not giving up yet."

Grimlock comes and puts his arm around Ravage X for comfort.  "Indeed it does, Ravage X. The saying 'with my shield or on it' refers to ancient roman warriors. If a person broke and ran, he would discard his shield so he could run faster. Thus, anyone who came home without was considered a coward. And yeah, they did show Prometheus Unbound."

Chi stepped out of his room, hold another bunch of posters.  He looked around the seemingly empty hall of the ERB.

"Anyone here?" he calls out.

Naes stops renovating his room and pokes his head out the door.  "No...i mean yes!!"

Chi turns his head and looks at Naes while putting up another ad poster for the vectorsigma.net rpg board, located at pub8.ezboard.com/brpg24555 "Hi Naes"

Naes turns his head down the hall, "Hey buddy, looks like your renovating too"

Naes goes back into his room. "Back to work i guess."

Chi stands in the hall, looking around and wondering where to go.  The sunlight made the hall seem so peaceful, and yet so empty.

"Yo!" tarantulas3000 calls from the one of the other hallways of the ERB mansion.  "Everyone's in the cafeteria!"

Chi bounds off towards the cafeteria.  He accidently topples over a vase, causing a loud ruckus!

DONG!

Megatron Neo throws open his door.  "What was that?"

He notices the vase on the floor.  He picks it up and notices they're the same kind of rose that RAMPAGE gave Storm Call the night before.  Oh well.  He comes out of his room as he brushes off a few cob webs. He looks around the kitchen and sees many pieces of un-eaten cheese.
"Ah, I missed a cheese party"

He turns and walks gloomly back to his room. His head drops and he mumble sleepy eyed:

"Must finish fanfic...cant sleep"

Lioconvoy puts a pillow under Megatron Neo's head.  Not before long, Megatron Neo began snoring.

Obsidian passes by with his eggs and bacon and notices Meg's laptop open.   "Ooooooo...Ngek!"

TS bursts into the center of the cafeteria and hollers at the top of his voice, "Ok...when did this board turn into a howyusay....habit...for....you...us....whoever..GAH!!!"

"Gag!" Obsidian screams as the laptop flies from his hands.  "It wasn't my fault!"

"We know," AC says with Storm Call.  "Like it's not your fault that they didn't show Savage Noble last week."

Lioconvoy leeps up on one of the tables, shaking Megatron Neo back to reality.  "You know what I say?" Lioconvoy announced to everyone.  "Fox needs to die.....KILL FOX!! KILL FOX!! DIE FOX KIDS!!!!DIE NOW!!!!YOU MUST DIE NOW!!!!! I WILL GLADLY BE YOUR KILLER!!!
"

He continued chanting until TS tossed a sock at him.  "SHATTAP!!!!"

SG continued watching everything on the security cams.  SG looks down the main hall of the ERB. All of the doors are closed, everyone out eating. SG walks to his room, as always Devestator, whose room is next door, was waiting for SG. Devestator offered him a drink, but he was not thirsty. SG entered his room, and turned on the TV.  "Ooo!  Escaflowne."

After Escaflowne, SG pulls out a pen and paper.  "I'm EXTREMELY bored right now, so I'm gonna work on a crazy idea. Since we have been RPing with the board as a hall with many rooms along, I'm going to make a little map up and show all of our rooms. Yes I know its nuts, but I have nothing else to do. I'll try to put it up later."

CAFETERIA

RAMPAGE picks up his food and sits with Naes and Megatron Neo.  "Hey guys, I've got this problem."

Riboflavin cringes nearby.  "Please, no more.  I'll be on the other side of the ERB mansion if you need me."

"One thing," Megatron Neo asks, "Just how big is the ERB mansion now?"

RAMPAGE sighs.  "I thought you were an old timer? Anyway, it's about the size of Xavier's mansion."

"Oh," Naes coughs.

LAWN AREA

Riboflavin walks outside and sits on the curb.  Clasic Cybertron comes and crouches beside him.  "We're expecting a returning member later, be ready to give him a welcome.  And no 21 fusion cannon salute."

"Why?" Riboflavin asks.

"Because the last time you did that, you almost blew Kira's car up."

"Who?"

"Kira.  Naes's girl."

"Oh.  If I'm not mistaken," Riboflavin says, "That oncoming car is our guest right now."

A really suave guy slides out of the golden Volkswagen.  It's CHRISBOT!  He lets out a yawn.  "Hmm...Wondering what the hell I have missed on the board these past few days and if I've earned a room in this "hallway""

CHRISBOT passes Riboflavin and enters the empty hallways.  "...I enter this hallowed hall a conquerer...Yyyessssss."

"Actually they're all in the cafeteria singing songs with Lioconvoy," Riboflavin comments.

CHRISBOT runs up to Super Galvatron in the security rooms.  "Yo!"

SG spins around.  "Yes CHRISBOT, in fact you do have a room."

"Huh?" CHRISBOT replies, thinking how SG knew.

"I know everything, my dear brother."

CHRISBOT shook it off and looked at the screens.  "So, I have a room?"

"Yup."

"Really? Kool. I was just wondering because I've been skimming the board the last few days not really making my usual effort to catch up after long periods of absence, and noticed many posters referring to a hallway. Then one poster pointed out that it was a RP thing going on and I said, "Kool, me want room too please."

Just curious cause I don't visit this place as much as I'd like like you and Megs Neo and Storm call and the rest."

"Well you have been coming for a very long time, and everyone knows you anyway."

CHRISBOT began blushing.  "Oh stop it, I've only been on this board since the very beggining over at ol' Axalon Underground.
You inciting that I'm some sorta ol' timer? (sarcastic, playful tone)  "

"Ah yes, the good ole days at AUG..."

"Yup..." CHRISBOT said, quickly swiping a doughnut from the box.  "Hey, have you been there lately, it is barely half of its former glory.
The new moderators are never as up to date as the ol' guys like Tigerhawk and Optimal Hero were.
 
"I know, I know," SG tosses him some keys.  "You're in room 929, beside Sage of Halo."

"That dude?  He's a fossil."

"So?  You're one too," SG says.  "Besides, DBX will be right across your room.  That's good.  Be careful though, he has this new friend named the Guardian.  He seems to know everything.  I'm thinking if he'll be taking over my job as security cheif soon so I can handle my CHMC duites."

"Good.  Me likes."

THAT NIGHT

CHRISBOT roams the hallway talking to himself.

Super Galvatron and TS bump into him.

TS slaps his face.  "So THIS is what goes bump in the night."

SG helps CHRISBOT to his feet.  He says,"Oh joy you're up to I see."

CHRISBOT says, "yup, too many Red Bull Energon drinks, me can't sleep."

SG nods, looking at the 20 or so empty cases of Red Bull in CHRISBOT's room.  "Yes, those beers will get you," SG said. "Perhaps I can include a bar/lounge in the new wing of the mansion?"

CHRISBOT stares blankly with bulging eyes and mumbles jargon.

"That simply is too much Red Bull for a guy," SG says.

Super Galvatron walks away from Chrisbot, waving good night as he turns to his room. SG walks in, and heads for bed.

CHRISBOT suddenly snaps out of his sleep walk.  "Yawn! Ahwoo-a-wa-wa-wa-er, Yawning sound. Yes well, twas good chatting with you old friend. How rare the chance I get to do so these days. We must reminicse (spelling?) some other time perhaps. And so once again alone in the hall of the ERB, this tired bot ventures to his newly appointed room, passing by the peacful slumber of the other sleeping bots, snuggles into stasis and bids everyone good night. Til next time...Till all are awake *tee hee*"

THE CELL

Bob Skir paces his cell. His relatives/looney cellmates were busy contemplating the consequences of having their relative be the creator of Beast Machines. Bob Skir paused. A bat flew in from above. It was Nightscream!

Nightscream: You! You're the one who did this to us! You killed Optimus! He was like my father!

Bob SKir stared at him and said in a very serious voice: Nightscream, I AMyour father!

Nightscream: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Nightscream began coughing in between hsi weeps. "What were you plannning to do to me? Were you going to kill me?

Bob SKir nodded. "Yes. But you have to understand, it ensures the survival of the species of the mighty morphing maximals. Without your sacrifice, BM would not mean squat.

Nightscream shook hsi heasd. "If you were so righteous you'd have yourself killed and strapped to the machine."

"What?" Bob SKir said, realizing that what was happening. "You realize what we're doing?"

"What?"

"We're acting out that exact scene in X-Men. ALl we're missing is that mangey blue girl. Hey! SHe morphs. Maybe she'd transform into some super robot."

"QUIET IN THERE!!!!!" Grimlock shouted. He said to himself angrily, "Who said being on guard duty was easy? I shouldn't have had those transformers talk me into doing this if they made a moon out of cheese for me."

Wednesday

RAMPAGE strolls along the hallway.  He spots Clasic Cyb's bags in the corner.  CC was planning a trip to dear old Israel. "Hmmm. I miss CC. Of course, if he leaves for a while, can I have his quarters (of cheese)?"

RAMPAGE looks inside CHRISBOT's room.  "Ooo! Chrisbot left some Red Bull. Isn't that some energy drink? Glug GLug! EEEEP! RED BULL BINGE! GIVE ME RED BULL OR GIVE ME CHEESE!"

Naes Pox comes up to RAMPAGE and offers him a cup. "Try this," he says, "It's called decaf."

Leaving RAMPAGE, Naes walks into the ERB hallway and goes towards his room at the end of it "Jeese guys, guess i should be around more often"

A few minutes later, Naes opens his door and exits his room, loud music is heard playing inside "Hey Grimlock, see ya later"

With that, Naes locks the door behind him, swings his jacket over his shoulder and walks to the oppostie end of the hallway and exits through the door "Be back later"

Next door to Naes, Megatron Neo's door slowly slid open.  As Megatron Neo opens his door we see the creators of Beast Wars along with a few voice actors. Among them is David Kaye, They are all strapped to a chair in the back. He looks out and peeks thinking he heard a voice. But it was nothing. He looks back in his room at his two captives who quiver in terror at being held captive:

"Now then where were we? Ah yes you were about to aid me in my Fanfic..."

The rest was cut off by David Kaye yelling (In Megatron 2's voice)

"Nooooooooooo"

and the slamming of the door.

If we listen close enough We here MN saying (In Megs 2 voice): "Yessssssss"

On the other side of the dormitory, Chrisbot awakens from stasis and exits his room. He roams the hallway as usual and says the obligatory "wazzzuuuuuuhhh" to his fellow bots.

Rampage offers Chrisbot a piece of moon cheese.

He declines, "I prefer meat, raw meat."

"Here then, care for some Filet Nightscream?", Rampage retorts.

"Umm...nah. Not even I will stoop that low", CHRISBOT replies.

CHRISBOT stumbles away with his major hangover, leaving RAMPAGE.

TS runs to the center of the dormitory and hollers, "AH well, i guess i need to take the make time to visit this hallish place needs something besides skir torture(d) us with beast machines is now my second favorite program on fox with Escaflowné is really a good show...anime is taking over the weekend i jumped into a pool fully dressed up for the halloween party tomorrow!"

"That was almost totally incomprehensible, TS. Good njob" Grimlock shouts back.

"Thank you," TS says proudly.

Grimlock spots Storm Call walking in her Pajamas.  "Evening, madam."  He notices Chi Psi Upsilon walking with her. "Waddup, Chi?"

"What about me?" a small voice says from behind Chi's masculine body.

Grimlock pushed Chi out of the way.  "Hey AC!"

AC rubbed her eyes.  "Hey all! Long time no see(post, whatever.) Hey grimloc, can Ihave your E-mail, I seem to have misplaced it.(Shows how organized I am with school starting on wendsday.)"

Grimlock replies, "*british accent* How utterly smashing to see (hear from?) you again, AC. How do you do?*normal tone* Anyway, it's nice to see more than one person on at a time. A totally off-topic post (but what isn't, these days?", but does anyone besides me watch Farscape?

Storm Call raises her hand and waves it around.  (in German accent) "ME! Hi AC!"

Chi stands to the side and watches dumbfounded.  Tarantuals3000 comes and joins them.  "What's going on? Hi AC!"

AC grins sweetly like a little girl.  "Me? I'm perfectly fine, I start school soon(I'm one of those weird teens who like school) I'm happy too.
And yourself?"

Super Galvatron runs by and tosses AC a pair of keys.   "For your room!" he shouts as he races by on his scooter.

AC looks arround her room. She has Anime/Manga stuff on one wall, TV and VCR on annother (with videos) And a wall with candy on the other, with a sink w/ toothbrush.  "Hehehehehe....my dream room." she says.

Later, Grimlock walks the empty halls yet alone again.

"Well, here I am, alone again." Grimlock says, wandering around through the Big Hallway. All the doors are closed.

"You're never alone here, Grimlock!" comes a voice from down the hall. "We're always here to spend time with you. Come, visit us."

"I would never, ever be that desperate, Skir." Grimlock says. Turning around, he walks back to his room, heading over towards the fooderizer.

"I wonder..."
 
Storm Call rolls in her bed and looks at the mounds and mounds of cheese lining her wall.  "That's a lot of cheese."

She goes and switches off her computer as well as another half week in the life of the ERB.