Tales of the Admins

[mwerte]

Admin Mwerte looked up from the piles and piles of paper in his office. One whole wall was stacked floor to ceiling with paper, each one marked 'Urgent'.

Mwerte appeared from behind his desk, his hair askew, dark bags under his eyes, but a triumphant smile on his face.

He tosses another red box onto a dolly full of red boxes and starts to wheel it down to cold storage (the incinerator).

"Sanctions are caught up, onto better work, getting some PoB Core upgrades done" he mutters, glancing over at the wall and its subsection of blue sheets of paper.

As he's wheeling his dolly down the hallway he passes two moderators, each with their own dolly filled with red boxes. Trembling, Mwerte stops the moderators. "Where do you think you're taking those sanction reports?" he demanded.

The moderators swallow and look at each other, trying to not be the first one to speak. Finally the younger one manages to squeak out "to your office sir".

"NOPE!" Mwerte growls, "take them to @Jansen or @Ktayn at once!"

"Sorry sir, orders from Garret Jax" the other moderator manages to draw some strength from mentioning his orders.

With a glare Mwerte .beams the moderator into the Black Hole hidden in Outcast space and turns to the remaining minion.

"Which sun would you like to be beamed into?"

"Uh, none sir?"

Mwerte smiles with a Cheshire grin as he punches buttons on his A.D.M.I.N.pad

"Ok, the neutron star in Omega 41 it is"

"Wait! N---" and the moderator disappeared

Satisfied, Mwerte resumes his trip to the incinerator only to run into Admin Holliday at the end of the hallway.

"Mwerte, you need to learn to control your anger, that behavior is unacceptable and a little concerning."

"Relax Doc, I equipped them with A.D.M.I.N. shields before I beamed them, they're fine. It will just take them a few days to drift into safer space so a passing ship can pick them up."

With an eye roll Doc Holliday .pulled both unlucky moderators, now looking a little distressed and damaged, back to the hallway and shooed them on their way.

"That isn't the point Mwerte, you lashed out in anger at innocent targets. You know better."

With the smile firmly erased from his face Mwerte turned and continued his trudge back to the incinerator.

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