Tales of the Admins

[Marburg]

Modburg is kicked back on a couch lounging somewhere aboard the Erinloch Roadhouse in orbit above Copinsay, Orkney; sipping a beer with one hand & smoking some smooth Kalisti Gold with the other while watching an ancient form of entertainment titled "Dune" for the millionth time. Quietly mouthing the dialogue in time with the movie, he gets to the part where Muad'Dib declares, "Father, The sleeper has awakened!" & Burg digresses into a coughing fit because he forgot to expel the smoke from his lungs before he yelled in unison along with it.

This produced within him what can only be described properly as a hacking combination 'giggle-croup'

Hitting the pause button to take a break for some air, he flips onto the forums & something immediately catches his eye:

Hoodlum had awoken from what appeared to be a slightly longer than usual hibernation period...

"Ok, now that's just 'effin weird, man." he mutters to himself with a smile at the obvious synchronicity.

"Oi! Holo me to the Lost Battlestar!" he addresses to the empty room, and just like that, the Neural-Net projects his image onto...you guessed it, the Admins Lost Battlestar. Go figure.

If Modburg had real feet at that particular moment, he'd be standing on Dieter, who is apparently passed out in the middle of a corridor cradling a bottle of Dab beer. 'It's a good thing Dab's not here to see this' he thought to himself. 'If Dab saw that bottle, we'd probably never hear the end of it.'

Leaving Dieter's inebriated slumber undisturbed, he makes his way to where some of the other Admins are gathered and declares to the room: "HEY! Any 'o y'all wanna go play putt-putt on the south course by engineering?"

"How do you expect to hold a putter without a physical body Marburg?" Said Reverend Del casually, glancing up from his reading.

Del makes an excellent point right there.

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