07-03-2017, 03:17 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-03-2017, 08:39 PM by IvanXLIV.
Edit Reason: clarifying any misunderstandings
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WHAM!
*the butler picks himself up, dusts off his tailcoat and trousers, swiftly pockets his trans-dimensional transponder and looks around. A mixture of regret, nostalgia and longing slowly creeps on his genteel features*
"Oh dear me. Things are unrecognizable... not even a trace of the memory of the old manor house, the guests, the staff... it's all gone now. It's even doubtful newcomers ever took the time to read the first posts on this thread, and those few of the old guard lingering about are themselves transcended and evolved beyond my poor, limited comprehension. Oh well. This thread is indeed not unlike a living, growing, evolving lifeform; it definitely took a life of its own. I guess her Ladyship - bless her noble soul - would be proud."
*The butler tips his bowler hat with a heavy sigh toward the bemused participants of the thread, and with a sad smile reaches for the quaint apparatus he pocketed earlier. Flipping a switch upon it, his daper countenance is soon bathed in a wave of blinding white light and he disappear once more from the thread*
Hey folks, no need to apologize or feel sorry - I was just roleplaying the butler's nostalgia, NOT flaming the thread or it's participants; I think you are doing great and wonderful things here, by keeping it alive in your own, creative way!
Cheers,
Ivan
*the butler picks himself up, dusts off his tailcoat and trousers, swiftly pockets his trans-dimensional transponder and looks around. A mixture of regret, nostalgia and longing slowly creeps on his genteel features*
"Oh dear me. Things are unrecognizable... not even a trace of the memory of the old manor house, the guests, the staff... it's all gone now. It's even doubtful newcomers ever took the time to read the first posts on this thread, and those few of the old guard lingering about are themselves transcended and evolved beyond my poor, limited comprehension. Oh well. This thread is indeed not unlike a living, growing, evolving lifeform; it definitely took a life of its own. I guess her Ladyship - bless her noble soul - would be proud."
*The butler tips his bowler hat with a heavy sigh toward the bemused participants of the thread, and with a sad smile reaches for the quaint apparatus he pocketed earlier. Flipping a switch upon it, his daper countenance is soon bathed in a wave of blinding white light and he disappear once more from the thread*
-ADDENDUM -
Hey folks, no need to apologize or feel sorry - I was just roleplaying the butler's nostalgia, NOT flaming the thread or it's participants; I think you are doing great and wonderful things here, by keeping it alive in your own, creative way!
Cheers,
Ivan
"Let my worship be within the heart that rejoiceth, for behold: all acts of love and pleasure are my rituals."
- The Goddess -
- The Goddess -