No set rules, just goofing around. When we got too annoying for the rest of the newsgroup we moved to a mailing list and met up in real life a bunch of times.
First time my father flew me there in a small sports plane. They had gotten the permission to greet me on the air field with a limousine blasting the Force Commander remix of the Imperial March and a black carpet. All the Jedi, Sith and in-betweens were waving Emperor-flags and greeted me as was befitting a man of my status.
Did I mention that I was 14 at the time and everyone else about 30?
No set rules, just goofing around. When we got too annoying for the rest of the newsgroup we moved to a mailing list and met up in real life a bunch of times.
First time my father flew me there in a small sports plane. They had gotten the permission to greet me on the air field with a limousine blasting the Force Commander remix of the Imperial March and a black carpet. All the Jedi, Sith and in-betweens were waving Emperor-flags and greeted me as was befitting a man of my status.
Did I mention that I was 14 at the time and everyone else about 30?
Good times.
Sounds like good times, indeed.
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