Tales of the Admins

[Tanker]

After completing his moderators duty for the day, Tanker continues on his search for this "Proverbial Admin Coffee". Along his way he hears sounds of hysterical laughter, the screams of the flood monster. and various other sundry sounds.

But the sound that really catches his ear is the sound of fresh coffee brewing.. "Coffee!" Tanker chuckles, "Just what I need". Just as the smell of it reaches him he spies the coffee maker in the corner of a little used galley, with no one in attendence. "Hmm, I've never noticed this being here before" Tanker mutters , "Though every passageway looks the same. No wonder they call it the Lost Battlestar. You can and will get lost in it"

Tanker pours himself a cup and takes a big gulp. "Man, I feel funny. My hands are starting to glow ," Tanker then collapses to the floor and passes out.

Hours, or is it days, go by and Tanker finally awakens and sluggishly stands up. Just now noticing an empty jar in his hand... "I wonder what this thing is for."