... I was doing nothing and then I realized I could post the next part... But.. *throws notebook out window* I can't seem the find my notebook anywhere... and besides I'm changing the story a bit... If anyone wants to be in it, please tell me.
... I was doing nothing and then I realized I could post the next part... But.. *throws notebook out window* I can't seem the find my notebook anywhere... and besides I'm changing the story a bit... If anyone wants to be in it, please tell me.
Uhhmm. . . I guess I wouldn't mind being in it.
Why is my notebook staring at me? Yay! I guess I'll finish chapter one... And then write something for the next part in my star wars story..
-last edited on Feb 19, 2018 18:51:29 GMT by YouKnowWho: Yes I actually fixed a mistake mindblowing right? :P
Post by YouKnowWho on Feb 19, 2018 18:49:03 GMT
Continuation of Chapter One:...
(I can't think of anyway to make the past part continue into this part... So... I'm just jumping to RomeNZ being shown around the mod tower by Sam )
Sam: "this is the moderating room where we do our job" *he points into a brightly lot room full of posts* "These are trains for the posts, this train," *he points to a plain looking train filled with posts* "Is for unmodded posts, that one" *he points to a green train with a ton of posts but not as many as the one before* "Is for posts that have been approved by the staff, but this one.." *he points to a dark train with an unknown number of posts* "Is for the rejected posts, They all go down those tunnels to drop off the posts at the correct topics.. Or at least all of them other than the unmodded one, that one goes and picks up new posts... Although on days where moderation is super fast Shamrock flies around on his moderation machine modding posts, mostly in FF. Any questions?" I shake my head because I can't think of any questions, Sam: "Good. Next we will go to the break room where we have tons of corn chips,tea, coffee (which is terrible compared to tea), and more." We walk off down a brightly colored hallway until we reach the break room. Sam: "This is the break room" *he points into a bright room with a kitchen* I nod hardly keeping in my excitement, we walk back out into the lobby where some users are waiting to talk with the Admins. Sam walks back down a hallway to mod some posts while I go catch up on FF....
To Be Continued!!! (*cough* terrible but er... There its now posted... I also never threw my notebook out the window... I was just making up excuses...
Also I wrote this back in the beginning of January.. Sooo its old. )
(I can't think of anyway to make the past part continue into this part... So... I'm just jumping to RomeNZ being shown around the mod tower by Sam )
Sam: "this is the moderating room where we do our job" *he points into a brightly lot room full of posts* "These are trains for the posts, this train," *he points to a plain looking train filled with posts* "Is for unmodded posts, that one" *he points to a green train with a ton of posts but not as many as the one before* "Is for posts that have been approved by the staff, but this one.." *he points to a dark train with an unknown number of posts* "Is for the rejected posts, They all go down those tunnels to drop off the posts at the correct topics.. Or at least all of them other than the unmodded one, that one goes and picks up new posts... Although on days where moderation is super fast Shamrock flies around on his moderation machine modding posts, mostly in FF. Any questions?" I shake my head because I can't think of any questions, Sam: "Good. Next we will go to the break room where we have tons of corn chips,tea, coffee (which is terrible compared to tea), and more." We walk off down a brightly colored hallway until we reach the break room. Sam: "This is the break room" *he points into a bright room with a kitchen* I nod hardly keeping in my excitement, we walk back out into the lobby where some users are waiting to talk with the Admins. Sam walks back down a hallway to mod some posts while I go catch up on FF....
To Be Continued!!! (*cough* terrible but er... There its now posted... I also never threw my notebook out the window... I was just making up excuses...
Also I wrote this back in the beginning of January.. Sooo its old. )
(I can't think of anyway to make the past part continue into this part... So... I'm just jumping to RomeNZ being shown around the mod tower by Sam )
Sam: "this is the moderating room where we do our job" *he points into a brightly lot room full of posts* "These are trains for the posts, this train," *he points to a plain looking train filled with posts* "Is for unmodded posts, that one" *he points to a green train with a ton of posts but not as many as the one before* "Is for posts that have been approved by the staff, but this one.." *he points to a dark train with an unknown number of posts* "Is for the rejected posts, They all go down those tunnels to drop off the posts at the correct topics.. Or at least all of them other than the unmodded one, that one goes and picks up new posts... Although on days where moderation is super fast Shamrock flies around on his moderation machine modding posts, mostly in FF. Any questions?" I shake my head because I can't think of any questions, Sam: "Good. Next we will go to the break room where we have tons of corn chips,tea, coffee (which is terrible compared to tea), and more." We walk off down a brightly colored hallway until we reach the break room. Sam: "This is the break room" *he points into a bright room with a kitchen* I nod hardly keeping in my excitement, we walk back out into the lobby where some users are waiting to talk with the Admins. Sam walks back down a hallway to mod some posts while I go catch up on FF....
To Be Continued!!! (*cough* terrible but er... There its now posted... I also never threw my notebook out the window... I was just making up excuses...
Also I wrote this back in the beginning of January.. Sooo its old. )
(Pt, two of Chapter one. Still Rome. ) (Warning: This does randomly go from IRL to actually being in the boards. )
I continued looking but all there was, were unmodded posts.. I looked at the users online... It was just Sam8432 , K66 , bun02 and me. I also saw that no other mods had been online in at least a day. 'What is going on?' I though as I stared at the users online, Refreshing the page every once in a while. As I continued staring at the users online kingwja came online. Eventually I became bored with looking at the active users and logged off.
The next day!?!
I logged in like normal when I saw that I had a message... I decided I'd check it first as my notifications would take a while to go through. I checked it to see that Shamrock had replied to my Mod application I had sent in a while ago. It read..
"The staff is pleased to inform you that we have chosen you to be a moderator ~Lord Sham de La Rock" My jaw dropped, I stared at the screen wondering if this was just a dream, so I pinched myself. OW!!! Nope, definitely NOT a dream.
Later.... I was MODified!! Get it? hah,hah? Oh never mind. If I remember correctly this is how it went....
Shamrock: "By the power of ModClan, you shall henceforth be known as a Junior Moderator from now and until you become a fully fledged Moderator." Me: "Yay!! thank you sooooooo much!!! " Shamrock: "Of course, May ModClan light your path. "
Yeah..... It was epic!!!! Now I have to do Junior Mod duties!! It's gonna be soo much fun!! Not really.... I didn't think about the fact that I actually would have to moderate posts After I was shown around the Moderator Tower.... TO BE CONTINUED!!!! I hope you guys enjoyed that!!!
(Okay. I'm getting 'round to reading stories now. Yes it's terrible that I'm so late but ya can't blame me, I'm just not much of a reader. )
I'm not sure you realise how much truth is in this.
(I can't think of anyway to make the past part continue into this part... So... I'm just jumping to RomeNZ being shown around the mod tower by Sam )
Sam: "this is the moderating room where we do our job" *he points into a brightly lot room full of posts* "These are trains for the posts, this train," *he points to a plain looking train filled with posts* "Is for unmodded posts, that one" *he points to a green train with a ton of posts but not as many as the one before* "Is for posts that have been approved by the staff, but this one.." *he points to a dark train with an unknown number of posts* "Is for the rejected posts, They all go down those tunnels to drop off the posts at the correct topics.. Or at least all of them other than the unmodded one, that one goes and picks up new posts... Although on days where moderation is super fast Shamrock flies around on his moderation machine modding posts, mostly in FF. Any questions?" I shake my head because I can't think of any questions, Sam: "Good. Next we will go to the break room where we have tons of corn chips,tea, coffee (which is terrible compared to tea), and more." We walk off down a brightly colored hallway until we reach the break room. Sam: "This is the break room" *he points into a bright room with a kitchen* I nod hardly keeping in my excitement, we walk back out into the lobby where some users are waiting to talk with the Admins. Sam walks back down a hallway to mod some posts while I go catch up on FF....
To Be Continued!!! (*cough* terrible but er... There its now posted... I also never threw my notebook out the window... I was just making up excuses...
Also I wrote this back in the beginning of January.. Sooo its old. )
(Pt, two of Chapter one. Still Rome. ) (Warning: This does randomly go from IRL to actually being in the boards. )
I continued looking but all there was, were unmodded posts.. I looked at the users online... It was just Sam8432 , K66 , bun02 and me. I also saw that no other mods had been online in at least a day. 'What is going on?' I though as I stared at the users online, Refreshing the page every once in a while. As I continued staring at the users online kingwja came online. Eventually I became bored with looking at the active users and logged off.
The next day!?!
I logged in like normal when I saw that I had a message... I decided I'd check it first as my notifications would take a while to go through. I checked it to see that Shamrock had replied to my Mod application I had sent in a while ago. It read..
"The staff is pleased to inform you that we have chosen you to be a moderator ~Lord Sham de La Rock" My jaw dropped, I stared at the screen wondering if this was just a dream, so I pinched myself. OW!!! Nope, definitely NOT a dream.
Later.... I was MODified!! Get it? hah,hah? Oh never mind. If I remember correctly this is how it went....
Shamrock: "By the power of ModClan, you shall henceforth be known as a Junior Moderator from now and until you become a fully fledged Moderator." Me: "Yay!! thank you sooooooo much!!! " Shamrock: "Of course, May ModClan light your path. "
Yeah..... It was epic!!!! Now I have to do Junior Mod duties!! It's gonna be soo much fun!! Not really.... I didn't think about the fact that I actually would have to moderate posts After I was shown around the Moderator Tower.... TO BE CONTINUED!!!! I hope you guys enjoyed that!!!
(Okay. I'm getting 'round to reading stories now. Yes it's terrible that I'm so late but ya can't blame me, I'm just not much of a reader. )
I'm not sure you realise how much truth is in this.
(I can't think of anyway to make the past part continue into this part... So... I'm just jumping to RomeNZ being shown around the mod tower by Sam )
Sam: "this is the moderating room where we do our job" *he points into a brightly lot room full of posts* "These are trains for the posts, this train," *he points to a plain looking train filled with posts* "Is for unmodded posts, that one" *he points to a green train with a ton of posts but not as many as the one before* "Is for posts that have been approved by the staff, but this one.." *he points to a dark train with an unknown number of posts* "Is for the rejected posts, They all go down those tunnels to drop off the posts at the correct topics.. Or at least all of them other than the unmodded one, that one goes and picks up new posts... Although on days where moderation is super fast Shamrock flies around on his moderation machine modding posts, mostly in FF. Any questions?" I shake my head because I can't think of any questions, Sam: "Good. Next we will go to the break room where we have tons of corn chips,tea, coffee (which is terrible compared to tea), and more." We walk off down a brightly colored hallway until we reach the break room. Sam: "This is the break room" *he points into a bright room with a kitchen* I nod hardly keeping in my excitement, we walk back out into the lobby where some users are waiting to talk with the Admins. Sam walks back down a hallway to mod some posts while I go catch up on FF....
To Be Continued!!! (*cough* terrible but er... There its now posted... I also never threw my notebook out the window... I was just making up excuses...
Also I wrote this back in the beginning of January.. Sooo its old. )
I can't seem the find my notebook anywhere... 
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I read it….cause I heard about it, and I must say. There are some pretty funny parts! 
Are you planning on any moar? 
I read it….cause I heard about it, and I must say. There are some pretty funny parts! 
Modclan. XD Just to name one. 
Are you planning on any moar? 
