A correction & an apology: My report on the
RAOKA Awards last week was in fact written and intended for print a week earlier. The debut of this column was unavoidably detained due to the initial web host. Seems that a certain free service - whose name rhymes with "chopped kitties" - possesses some dysfunctional sort of scripting mechanism, which prevented both its free banner and some graphics content to appear on the screen. I'm sure you will agree that a simple, non-loading button at the bottom of a page is little to ask for free hosting.
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The Cybertown Bank was robbed this past week. Sources say three people wearing armed avatars rushed in and took staffers by surprise, ordering them to lie face down on the floor (apparently since only one had Blaxxun 4.4, the rest were allowed to tilt). By the time the ordeal was over, the bank robbers got away with 2 million cc's in cold, virtual cash.
Artist's rendering based on eyewitnesses
I know what you're thinking: "That's a lot in trivia contests." The robbers must have thought so, too; they scrambled across the plaza promenade and ducked into The ePlex.
CT Security was soon hot on their trail and found two of the perpetrators in the Amphitheater. They had swapped their robber avs for dancing aliens in the hopes of blending into the crowd. Thing is, with each bump and grind came a flutter of Mina Bills all around them, so they weren't difficult to miss. The third thief had run into The Arcade, where he promptly got
addicted playing Wyvern (guess he never owned a mansion). He was oblivious to the Arcade chief, who walked in on the sight and snuck back out to notify Security. I understand he was dragged away screaming: "Wait! Wait! Just one more round!"
I understand some of you didn't believe my mention last week of mushrooms growing in City Plaza. Well, here is proof:
They're edible and guaranteed not to alter your size. I haven't polled the regulars as to which colors taste the best, but I thought the blue ones with orange spots were pretty good. There's a rumor that a frog has started to come around when the shrooms start sprouting, leaping from one to the next. But you never heard it from me!
posted by Holodoc at
10:37 AM · October 4, 2003 · Home
Welcome to the first of a new series for CVN. CT, this is
your society column!
The RAOKA's, the award by Cytonians for Cytonians, had its third ceremony last night. Hosted by MC Auntie and MC Dreamy, the event went smoothly. For those who don't know, RAOKA stands for "Random Acts of Kindness Awards." With a slight upgrade to the presentation came the debut of an exclusive award reminiscent of those Hollywood type trophies. All past recipients got to receive one as well (in fact, if you're a former RAOKA recipient and didn't get your Bluebie statuette, please contact the event's organizers. If you're not sure you remember what happened the night of your awards ceremony, just email me via the link below with your query and I'll pass it along).
Trivia was fun. I can't say the same for a certain CT husband, whose Wifey enlisted his help on the answers. When he started chatting up a well-known Nocturnal Norwegian, she stuffed a used sock in his mouth. We've been told he's had the aftertaste of gorgonzola on his tongue since. Anyway, it's not like he'd been passing the Missus any winning answers...
Some of CT's usual trivia participants were out in the real world that night. We only had one drive-by spammer in a room which included Cops, Colony Deputies, and N's. They never learn, do they?
One of the highlights of the cermony was when MC Auntie received her own Bluebie Award. It was a trick having one of those awards manufactured without her consent, since she coordinated their production. But thanks to a conscientious mall staff, we got to give Auntie the surprise of her CT life and a special something for her mantel!
There was a mysterious reference to a Special Guest for the next RAOKA's, and they ain't naming names!
I was honored to have been able to generate the statuettes. As many of you know I am not much of a builder. But I was fortunate to have a manipulatable bluebie file on hand, thanks to a certain amicable pitcher of Kool-Aid.
Speaking of whom...
...How many of you are aware that there are two primetime shifts of Plaza Bums? It's true! Sure we've got our usual deities and dragons in the evening CT time. But what about the Australians and nightowls? Pop on by at about 5am and you'll find City Plaza bustling with an entirely different set of regulars (Okay, you might find the occasional stray jellyfish or CD at both, but you know what I mean). And while the western hemisphere has its lovable insectoid enhancing the proceedings with his creations, there's that pitcher of Kool-Aid I mentioned about for the eastern hemisphere of regulars (Note I'm referring to a trademarked softdrink in a journalistic capacity).
A popular pasttime during the wee hours is Mina-bashing. It's become elevated into an artform. Okay, not everyone thinks emulating a Wile E. Coyote disaster is an artform, it certainly has its place - usually where Mina's standing: The whistling sound of something falling, the shadow over Mina's head, a cloud of smoke, and an anvil where Mina had just stood.
I know it sounds crude, and I can imagine a certain former ComTech would be cringing should he read this, but it's actually quite funny. The comic timing is priceless. Also, it's been some time since Cartoon Network played the classics during my TV times; I might just be starved for Acme branded slapstick.
Latest rumor's that the morning crew now enjoys frollicking in a field of shrooms. But you never heard it from me!
posted by Holodoc at
9:13 AM · September 28, 2003 · Home
