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coolstuff wrote:

gettysburg11 wrote:

Wow. No other word can describe this except epic.

I still want to run anyways when I FINALLY turn 14, but this really lays out exactly what moderating really must be.

By the way, do I have anything bad in that "Dustbin"? 

I can't tell you that! That would be cheating 

Anyways, this is a bump. 

True... XD.

You know, I'm half-thinking one of these nights I'm gonna have a dream of what the mod forum looks like, because I've been thinking about that lately. 

coolstuff wrote:

gettysburg11 wrote:

coolstuff wrote:

I can't tell you that! That would be cheating 

Anyways, this is a bump. 

True... XD.

You know, I'm half-thinking one of these nights I'm gonna have a dream of what the mod forum looks like, because I've been thinking about that lately. 

It looks exactly like all the other forums, really... Nothing terribly special about it. 

Seems like it should have some kind of secret aura because only you guys can see it. 

ScratchReallyROCKS wrote:

gettysburg11 wrote:

coolstuff wrote:

It looks exactly like all the other forums, really... Nothing terribly special about it. 

Seems like it should have some kind of secret aura because only you guys can see it. 

Or updated PunBB. 

It's literally pretty much exactly the same as all these forums, albeit slightly neater, given that only a handful of people can post in it. 

Instead of making modding sound scarier, it made me feel bad for not trying to help the community as much as you do.

Last edited by johndo77 (2010-10-15 18:17:25)

Wow, not bad coolstuff! Finally, a peek into the daily life of the Moderators! Although some of it confirmed what I already know, some, like for example the fact that moderators actually participate in discussions that I thought only the Scratch Team did, surprised me.

(And here I was, thinking that the 14 year old rule was added on a whim)

gettysburg11 wrote:

coolstuff wrote:

gettysburg11 wrote:

True... XD.

You know, I'm half-thinking one of these nights I'm gonna have a dream of what the mod forum looks like, because I've been thinking about that lately. 

It looks exactly like all the other forums, really... Nothing terribly special about it. 

Seems like it should have some kind of secret aura because only you guys can see it. 

Coolstuff enters the secret underground chamber, smoking a cigar. Nervously, he dusts off his suit and stands at attention. A man, wearing a black hat, is sitting in a chair, concealed in the shadows.

"Ya called, sir?" Coolstuff says, in his typical Brooklyn accent.

The man turns his chair around to face Coolstuff. He is a slightly pudgy Hispanic man, wearing sunglasses the same color as his greying hair, complete with a bushy mustache. His gaze penetrates into Coolstuff's heart, inspiring both fear and awe at the same time. He is Don Andres, the boss.

Don Andres says nothing, but instead snaps his fingers. Two other men step out from the shadows, whom Coolstuff had not noticed before. One is skinny and tall, yet strangely pale; his dark red, curly hair contrasts strongly with the rest of his appearance. The other is medium height and bald, yet sports a brown handlebar mustache. Both are appropriately muscular for their job, as the personal bodyguards of Don Andres; they are Paddle and Lightnin, respectively.

Andres leans towards Coolstuff. "Coolstuff..." Don Andres starts. "Coolstuff, they've been telling me that you've been a bit...unfaithful. To the cause."

Coolstuff turns pale. "No, Andres...they weren't - "

"Silence, " Andres raises his voice. "Haven't you learned one thing throughout all these years, Coolstuff? When the Don is talking, you don't interrupt him." Coolstuff remains silent, head bowed.  "As I was saying," Don Andres gnarls, "I trusted you, Coolstuff. But your time here is over."

"No, Andres," Coolstuff whimpers, beginning to sweat. "I wouldn't - you couldn't -"

Andres snaps his fingers again. Paddle and Lightnin, having previously stood silent, now advance towards Coolstuff. They move slowly and steadily, like a hawk hunting their prey. And finally, they grab him, and drag him out of the chamber.

Coolstuff was never seen again.

coolstuff wrote:

S65 wrote:

gettysburg11 wrote:

Seems like it should have some kind of secret aura because only you guys can see it. 

(big story post)

Excellent story! Captivating, exciting, and enchanting. I just hope very dearly that won't ever be true!

Yeah yeah we all know you're really the robotic clone Coolstuff that Andres made after having to terminate the real Coolstuff. 

S65 wrote:

gettysburg11 wrote:

coolstuff wrote:

It looks exactly like all the other forums, really... Nothing terribly special about it. 

Seems like it should have some kind of secret aura because only you guys can see it. 

Coolstuff enters the secret underground chamber, smoking a cigar. Nervously, he dusts off his suit and stands at attention. A man, wearing a black hat, is sitting in a chair, concealed in the shadows.

"Ya called, sir?" Coolstuff says, in his typical Brooklyn accent.

The man turns his chair around to face Coolstuff. He is a slightly pudgy Hispanic man, wearing sunglasses the same color as his greying hair, complete with a bushy mustache. His gaze penetrates into Coolstuff's heart, inspiring both fear and awe at the same time. He is Don Andres, the boss.

Don Andres says nothing, but instead snaps his fingers. Two other men step out from the shadows, whom Coolstuff had not noticed before. One is skinny and tall, yet strangely pale; his dark red, curly hair contrasts strongly with the rest of his appearance. The other is medium height and bald, yet sports a brown handlebar mustache. Both are appropriately muscular for their job, as the personal bodyguards of Don Andres; they are Paddle and Lightnin, respectively.

Andres leans towards Coolstuff. "Coolstuff..." Don Andres starts. "Coolstuff, they've been telling me that you've been a bit...unfaithful. To the cause."

Coolstuff turns pale. "No, Andres...they weren't - "

"Silence, " Andres raises his voice. "Haven't you learned one thing throughout all these years, Coolstuff? When the Don is talking, you don't interrupt him." Coolstuff remains silent, head bowed.  "As I was saying," Don Andres gnarls, "I trusted you, Coolstuff. But your time here is over."

"No, Andres," Coolstuff whimpers, beginning to sweat. "I wouldn't - you couldn't -"

Andres snaps his fingers again. Paddle and Lightnin, having previously stood silent, now advance towards Coolstuff. They move slowly and steadily, like a hawk hunting their prey. And finally, they grab him, and drag him out of the chamber.

Coolstuff was never seen again.

That was awesome 

Not that this needed to be bumped as it *is* stickied, but I figured I'd do it for good measure. 

S65 wrote:

Coolstuff enters the secret underground chamber, smoking a cigar. Nervously, he dusts off his suit and stands at attention. A man, wearing a black hat, is sitting in a chair, concealed in the shadows.

"Ya called, sir?" Coolstuff says, in his typical Brooklyn accent.

The man turns his chair around to face Coolstuff. He is a slightly pudgy Hispanic man, wearing sunglasses the same color as his greying hair, complete with a bushy mustache. His gaze penetrates into Coolstuff's heart, inspiring both fear and awe at the same time. He is Don Andres, the boss.

Don Andres says nothing, but instead snaps his fingers. Two other men step out from the shadows, whom Coolstuff had not noticed before. One is skinny and tall, yet strangely pale; his dark red, curly hair contrasts strongly with the rest of his appearance. The other is medium height and bald, yet sports a brown handlebar mustache. Both are appropriately muscular for their job, as the personal bodyguards of Don Andres; they are Paddle and Lightnin, respectively.

Andres leans towards Coolstuff. "Coolstuff..." Don Andres starts. "Coolstuff, they've been telling me that you've been a bit...unfaithful. To the cause."

Coolstuff turns pale. "No, Andres...they weren't - "

"Silence, " Andres raises his voice. "Haven't you learned one thing throughout all these years, Coolstuff? When the Don is talking, you don't interrupt him." Coolstuff remains silent, head bowed.  "As I was saying," Don Andres gnarls, "I trusted you, Coolstuff. But your time here is over."

"No, Andres," Coolstuff whimpers, beginning to sweat. "I wouldn't - you couldn't -"

Andres snaps his fingers again. Paddle and Lightnin, having previously stood silent, now advance towards Coolstuff. They move slowly and steadily, like a hawk hunting their prey. And finally, they grab him, and drag him out of the chamber.

Coolstuff was never seen again.

Interesting. I'll make a Fan Fiction of this on storynetwork...

Finally got the time to read this. This has changed my opinion on Moderators completely. Great job! 

S65 wrote:

coolstuff wrote:

S65 wrote:

(big story post)

Excellent story! Captivating, exciting, and enchanting. I just hope very dearly that won't ever be true!

Yeah yeah we all know you're really the robotic clone Coolstuff that Andres made after having to terminate the real Coolstuff. 

Hey, all mods need a hood backstory right?

MRN and her immortality and plans to kill us.
Paddle2See and his druggie nachos. (This is my favorite, however it's before a lot of users time.)
And now, coolstuff being a robot.

Oh yeah, and how could I forget Lightnin modeled for some game. (I forgot which exactly.)

I know, off topic, but I think this thread has been misplaced. Good description BTW