[text] @AMBASSADOR; PAGING ALL CLOWNS; [open]

[prophetable]

[While the cats are away, the mice will play. Or, in this case, a previously unknown username appears on the network at an odd time.]

So, which one of you tore down my lighthouse?

[It's to the point, at least. A companion log to this network post is located here!]

Comments

[prophetable]

I've seen plenty of changes in the weather here, but never something so strong that it could knock down the lighthouse. All I'm really implying is that this is bullshit.

[He's out of the loop and mad about it.]

[immortalaccursed]

Ah...Yes.

We all agree that it is "bullshit" as well. We lost so many lives in the storm. Such a tragedy.

Now, may I ask to whom am I speaking?

[prophetable]

I'm the lighthouse keeper.

[Which he thought would be obvious, but, you know, he doesn't expect much from people so it's fine.]

Ambassador Zipsell.

[immortalaccursed]

Robin is the Keeper, is she not?

[prophetable]

Never heard of her.

[immortalaccursed]

Then one of you has been out of the proverbial loop for quite some time. How unfortunate!

She was the acting Keeper prior the storm.

I've never heard of another one but I am a relatively new addition to this island.

[prophetable]

She's my successor, I would assume. Judging by these responses, I already feel sorry for her.

[immortalaccursed]

For having to look over this lot you mean?

I'm wounded.

We're not all bad.

[prophetable]

I'll retain the right to reserve judgment until I've seen everyone all together.

[It doesn't seem he's the type to impress very easily.]

[immortalaccursed]

Together, you say?

Planning to organize a town meeting are we?

[prophetable]

Maybe. I'd at least like a census for my own records.

[He's the mayor now, everyone move over.]