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*Dressed to the nines—or tens in Count's case—the three stand out thanks to the glimmering candles that never falter nor wain in their wax. Mmm, I looove this suit, who's the tailor? *Spies Kelly. Are you satisfied? *Glad she's happy. Lead away m'lady... *The guys tread with care, waiting...

Ima trusting you this far, ain't I? So go and lay out what you think would be best for us. *Closes the sliding wall of fog shielding the bathrooms from view as the guys take turns in the separated shower stalls.

*Laughing with Kells. After all those obstacles and stuff, I'd say we need to freshen up first. Oh, and if there's anything in that Wardrobe Department you think would suit us... *The gang heads inside as Kelly works her newfound magics.

Say wha? ! C'mon Will! Of corpse there aren't 17K members or whatever the total is now at MC. That total doesn't take into account all of the spammers and trollers and duplicate accounts that have been either banned or deleted throughout the years. So just take that into account when number...

*Coming forward to group huggle Kells. Of corpse we did. *Face contorts to the side so as to be off-camera but not quite. *Under breath: Twit, of course we would. So, you gonna let us in for this big party you planned or not. :coy: :smirk:

Well... Maybe it's a last sentry, meant to give us another riddle or puzzle before entering? *Hopes that's it. *Where's Kelly when you need her? :eek:

Took care of that one Kells. And trust me, there are female spammers too, you just have to know which ones.

*All following Hoggle. So erm, which way now? *Hopes we don't get any interference from Moraine.

Hi Pearl... We're okay. *Count's off examining a few batty baubles, ultimately deciding on a roadsign like badge topped by bat ears and wings. Count: Hmm, I don't think they've made a Midnight Badge for that young Ash fellow yet. Still, this'll serve nicely as the shield for our world of...

Anchorman: And in further news, Beauregard's Bank has been declared to be bankrupt. It has not yet sought a bailout from our government, nor do I think our government would give him a bailout anyway. All his assets have been seized and will be put on auction to pay off his creditors. *Takes...

Is okay, I understand. Will be here waiting when you decide to continue. And there's the premiere of HBP this coming week to serve you for inspiration. Till then, take care and hope you post soon.

*The travelers three thank Hoggle for the respite. They wander a bit, plopping down on a few seats, then cast their eyes about to see if anything calls to them.

Erm... Water?

Count, following Hoggle's answer: 7 8 9 10! *Laughs. Me: Did he say 10? With us atop this flight of... *The stairs flatten, like at a fun house, we all end up sliding down to the bottom and next labyrinth section. *Lets Hoggle take the lead once again, figure out how close we are to...

Count: Vell, technically it had already stopped before starting the riddle so the answer's 6, but let's go with it. OOC: That one's from Digitmaniacs, from HBO's original Braingames. The thing is that you pay attention to doing the math of how many people are on the trolley, you lose track...

UD: No... Saying "stop" makes no difference. *Picks self up from where the trolley dumped us at the end of its track, waiting for the answer so we can continue.

Count: Mmm, I believe Herkimer vas its caretaker. Erin and those of the RHLC probably know him better than we do. *All walk along after Hoggle, curious to find what's next. Say, d'ya hear that little bell? *A trolley dings and appears, ready to convey the travellers. Magic Voice...

Well, here goes nothing... *Spoken: To cardboards. You remind me of the baby. What baby? The baby with the power. What power? The power that you do. Who do? You do. Do what? Remind me of the baby. :sing: I saw my baby. Crying hard as babe could cry. What could I do? My...

UD: Mmm... So which spell to use... Me: Snips and snails, puppy dog's tails. Count: Thunder and lightning... *OOC: How do I link to a song in my computer's files here?

Now that's a toughy. UD: You don't suppose it has to do with that old nursery rhyme, the one about the bough breaking? Count: And down vill fall baby, cradle and all? UD: Which might mean the shackles. *Reminisces wistfully at the baby shackles, thinking if he and Auntie E... Erm, are...