Sarge Potteiger
Emotional Damage
On a Star Wars Roleplay Highway/Bad forums in my hair/Lack of competent writing... rising up through the air.
Up ahead in the distance/I saw a shimmering light/My head grew heavy and patience thin, I had to stop for the night.
Tef greeted me in the comments/I heard the shoutbox bell/And I was thinking to myself this could be Heaven or this could be Hell.
Then he lit up a candle/ and he showed me the way/ there was roleplay on the main board/ thought I saw it say/
Welcome to the Hotel SW:Chaos / Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) / Such a lovely face / Plenty of RP at the Hotel SW:Chaos
Any time of year (any time of year) / you can find it here
The factions were Sith and twisted / They had the Twi'lek Slave Bends / There were a lot of pretty-pretty playbys for people we call friends /
How they create public roleplays / sweet collaborative threads / some roleplay for plotlines / others to get into bed
So I called up the Admin / Please bring me my Tech / He said "We haven't had that spirit here since Tef blew a gasket." / But still those roleplays are calling from far away / waking up in the middle of the night to respond to a thread /
Welcome to the Hotel SW:Chaos / Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) / Such a lovely face / Plenty of RP at the Hotel SW:Chaos
Any time of year (any time of year )/ you can find it here
Factory on a pedestal / There's NPC's on ice / and the Goat said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device."
And in Tef's chambers / They gathered for the staff call / They bombard it with concerns of peace but they just can't kill the beast /
Last thing I remember / I was running for the door / I had to Google my way back to the Craftshop from before / "Relax" said the RPJ, "we are programmed to recieve. You can sign out any time you like... but you can never leave."
Up ahead in the distance/I saw a shimmering light/My head grew heavy and patience thin, I had to stop for the night.
Tef greeted me in the comments/I heard the shoutbox bell/And I was thinking to myself this could be Heaven or this could be Hell.
Then he lit up a candle/ and he showed me the way/ there was roleplay on the main board/ thought I saw it say/
Welcome to the Hotel SW:Chaos / Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) / Such a lovely face / Plenty of RP at the Hotel SW:Chaos
Any time of year (any time of year) / you can find it here
The factions were Sith and twisted / They had the Twi'lek Slave Bends / There were a lot of pretty-pretty playbys for people we call friends /
How they create public roleplays / sweet collaborative threads / some roleplay for plotlines / others to get into bed
So I called up the Admin / Please bring me my Tech / He said "We haven't had that spirit here since Tef blew a gasket." / But still those roleplays are calling from far away / waking up in the middle of the night to respond to a thread /
Welcome to the Hotel SW:Chaos / Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) / Such a lovely face / Plenty of RP at the Hotel SW:Chaos
Any time of year (any time of year )/ you can find it here
Factory on a pedestal / There's NPC's on ice / and the Goat said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device."
And in Tef's chambers / They gathered for the staff call / They bombard it with concerns of peace but they just can't kill the beast /
Last thing I remember / I was running for the door / I had to Google my way back to the Craftshop from before / "Relax" said the RPJ, "we are programmed to recieve. You can sign out any time you like... but you can never leave."