The South PacificBoard

Volaworand wrote:

Yo! M a d a m e x and Ray of light? TSP needs an ICON (her official fan club) chapter?

Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth ;
But either it was different in blood -

O cross! too high to be enthralled too low.

Or else misgraffed in respect of years -

O spite! too old to be engaged to young.

Or else it stood upon the choice of friends -

O Hell! to choose love by another's eyes.

Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collided night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.

What I'm trying to say is, happiness is fleeting so you might as well enjoy it 'til fate sees fit to tear it asunder.

Volaworand wrote:

Second in Command? But TSP does't have a deputy Prime Minister?

We are a Democratic Oligarchy... we don't concentrate power in on person... that's what small powerful groups of shadowy figures are for!

Emphasis on small, little penguin.

*pats you on your little head*

Those stilts and trench coats aren't fooling anyone, except perhaps the more . . . dull members of our esteemed oligarchy.

Also, you aren't a member of our oligarchy any more!

Begone, private citizen!

See you in the corporate oligarchy meeting tomorrow?

Auphelia wrote:

Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth ;
But either it was different in blood -

O cross! too high to be enthralled too low.

Or else misgraffed in respect of years -

O spite! too old to be engaged to young.

Or else it stood upon the choice of friends -

O Hell! to choose love by another's eyes.

Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collided night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.

What I'm trying to say is, happiness is fleeting so you might as well enjoy it 'til fate sees fit to tear it asunder.

If then true lovers have been ever crossed,
It stands as an edict in destiny.
Then let us teach our trial patience,
Because it is a customary cross,
As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs,

Wishes and tears, poor fancy’s followers.

What I'm trying to say is, Yes, it is our fate to bear threats to that which we love, so we should just grin and bear it. (and yes A Midsummer Night's Dream is almost as good as a Madonna song, almost).

Auphelia wrote:

Emphasis on small, little penguin.

*pats you on your little head*

Those stilts and trench coats aren't fooling anyone, except perhaps the more . . . dull members of our esteemed oligarchy.

Also, you aren't a member of our oligarchy any more!

Begone, private citizen!

See you in the corporate oligarchy meeting tomorrow?

The private sector is where the true power lies!

Of course I'll be at the meeting! I'm bringing the pastries!

I hope we can finalize the plans on how to fully subvert the burgeoning TSP democracy movement, and I'm totally on board with your plan to have me infiltrate the agitators from the outside.

Volaworand wrote:

*waves hello*

*tosses the penguin some pebbles and crayons*

Alakria wrote:

what is democracy? we don't need any of it. the proletariat must be protected by a strong, rigid leader. because the bourgeois always exploit the people, in the name of democracy.

I awaken to this... I should turn you into a pig dogz and open a corner stand. Don’t bring that horrible propaganda into this rmb. The last time I heard it, it was from little annoying gits, who wouldn’t shut up until we got rid of the delegate protecting them. You want to practice it, knock yourself out, but quietly.

Good night TSP! (^-^)

Aidenfieeld wrote:

Good night TSP! (^-^)

Night Aidenfieeld. Have a good sleep, sweet dreams!

The iron marauders wrote:

Hmm.

we just call them Ministry Committee's … yup! that's where the real power is!

The iron marauders wrote:

Now can you get me to the room where it happens?

points at Discord.

Auphelia wrote:

Ah, lovely! I recently re-found the 1969 American edition of all Shakespeare's plays my mother gave me ("you need to be cultured if you can't be pretty!"), published by, of all people, Penguin Books, and I've been quoting it at you, TSP's second best penguin.

Due to a relative lack of use, it's still in practically new condition. Thank goodness for my academic reticence.

Ooh, morphine or chloroform?

Yes