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Garrett Jax · 05-12-2011, 07:05 AM,

With excitement, Garrett exited his ship and entered the Lost Battlestar. Yesterday, he received a summons from Cannon'Meet me at A.D.M.I.N. headquarters for a special assignment. That was the extent of the memo, but it was enough for him to stop everything and fly like a cheetah on cardimine to find out what was going on.

A new assignment? Garrett giggled with anticipation. He whispered the word just once for effect'¦ADMIN. Could it be that, finally, all his hard work had paid off? At last, he was about to attain the goal that he always dreamed about. Wait. No. He shook himself. Don't go there. You're just setting yourself up for disappointment Garrett. Be patient. Your time will come. Still, he could scarcely hold back his anticipatory grin at the potential prospect.

Cannon stood waiting by the docking bay doors. He was an imposing figure, almost radiant, with an aura of authority emanating from his form. Garrett found himself almost wanting to kneel before him as he approached.

He tried to keep his voice from shaking. 'Here as ordered, Admin Cannon.'

'Please, just call me Cannon, Garrett.' He smiled. 'You made good time getting here.'

'Yes sir.' This was starting out well. 'Ready to start this new assignment you have for me.'

'Excellent. Follow me and we'll get you going right away.'

Garrett practically floated along as Cannon led him through the halls of the Lost Battlestar. He wondered what it would be like to fly one of those invincible Admin ships, to be able to magically beam someone from one end of Sirius to the other and to have the wondrous ability to kill with just a word. His hands were sweating with excitement. Oh boy.

Finally, they arrived at the mess hall. Garrett's mouth opened agape. There, seated at various tables, was the legendary team of Admins. Never before had Garrett seen so many powerful people in one place. There was JihadJoe, Athenian, Dieter, Laowai, King Vaillant, and Doc Holiday, all eating and conversing with one another.

Cannon got their attention. 'Hello gents. We've got a new member here to add to our crew.'
Six heads turned towards Garrett. Smiles quickly followed, with cheers and congratulations.
Garrett had never been happier. The day finally arrived. At last, he could add the title, [Admin] to his name, and share in the wondrous power and glory that it wielded.

Cannon walked over to a nearby door and opened it. 'Well, if you're going to be able to do the job, you're going to have to have the right tools.' Fishing around for awhile, he finally pulled out what he had been looking for.

Garrett frowned. A paint bucket and brush? What the heck.

Cannon misread Garrett's face. 'No worries, Mate. We don't expect perfection here. Just do the best you can.' He led Garrett to a hallway where the words, 'Mods Rule, Admins Drool' were spray painted on the wall.

He took the paint and brush from Cannon. 'Who did this?'

'Why, a Mod of course,' he replied flatly. With that, he turned sharply and headed back to the mess hall. 'Oh, one more thing before I forget.'

Garrett looked hopeful. 'Yes?'

'Stay away from the coffee. It's for Admins only.'

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