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a recap. this is a pay to play level. insert coin lower right.

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Onneksi olkoon, Sid! 100 excellent levels done, many more to coming.
No HUH HUH!
That was EPIC! Congratulations, Sid. Very happy to have you with us! <><><> Note: Don't try to put any slugs or brass washers in the coin slot. If it ain't the coin it's looking for, it ain't gonna work.
don't give up on the coin slot. it is set up to frustrate by only working a quarter of the time. increase our odds with a smaller circle on the left hand side of the slot.
After this 100th level, let's tidy things up! You'll take a new identity and passport, you shall be called just TIDY-->third identity, ah ah!
I need Bob to write up an extensive narrative opening to describe what is going on in this level.
"All right boys and girls, this is going to be the biggest Armageddon* ever. Shut up Mason." Mason stopped making snide comments long enough to give his boss the finger. Danmox raised his hand. "How come you let Mason carry on like that?" "Good question Dan. We need all hands on deck and don't have anyone else with his contacts and experience to keep our big drawcards happy, and they're what pull in the crowds, and they're who pay you. That said, I am going to have him scrubbing toilets for the next one because I'm..." and here he actually turned to face him, "...sick of his b.s." Mason just muttered, "Screw this," under his breath and walked off. "Alright, looks like we're going to be hard up against it. But I'm sure we can do it. Ari, you're on crowd control. We don't want the anime kids mobbing Zelda like last time. Sid, whatever you do, do NOT let those aliens walk all over you. The hot-dog vendor has never been the same since last year's incident. Pandan, I'm going to need you to soothe Kenny Baker. R2 is of course our biggest draw this year, and he's already unhappy about his 5 star suite, so I need you to show him a good time." And then aside, "Not TOO good a time of course. You remember what happened with 7 of 9 and Jeff." Dan, the Spaceinvaders guys get really hot in those suits. Make sure they get enough drinks eh? And Ossi, you're running the accounts and organising the receipts. How's sales so far?" Ossi gave one of his grunt-like laughs. "It's going to be absolute chaos. We're at least 5k up from last year's show." "I'll give you the jeep to move door sales takings to the safe. The security chaps were Mason's mates, so we can't trust them. Oh, and we have a guy called Mac showing up in a pac-man suit with a lolly-grab game organised for the littluns for 2pm. I'll trust you to show him the ropes, eh Bob?" Other than the fact the stadium looked like a bomb-site at the end of the day, everyone really pulled out all the stops, and a great time was had by all. Tavros showed up at Mason's place the next day to show him some of his contract's fine print. Apparently it was going to be up to him to arrange the clean-up... *in this context, Armageddon = https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armageddon_(convention)
Wow. I am so honored to have my event covered by such a fine commentator. Truly a thing of beauty.
Ohhh my goodness. Bob, If I told you everything I love about this, it'd be 3x as long as the story itself. Absolutely majestical. And thanks for putting me with 7 of 9. Given the extreme unlikelihood of it ever really happening, I'm at least happy to know that it's happened in a bit of fan fiction.
Heh heh. Glad you liked it :-) BY the way, I never mentioned who the speaker/narrator was. Has to be Astro of course :-) (I'm sure I left many other highly worthy characters out, so apologies to you all. I'll try and include more people next time :-) )
Epilogue: The court ordered Mason to clean the entire location by himself, to be supervised by the harshest task-master ever. Mason would continually mutter under his breath, shooting poisonous glances at his court-appointed slave driver. But all the fellow would ever say was, "If you think I look grumpy now, just try muttering 'grrrumps' under your breath one more time..."
meowxcellent
lolz ;-)