The Not So Secret Society

[Zeppelin Kapitan Fritz]

     Okay everyone, here's the plan.

     I have decided to form a secret society. This secret society exists for no purpose other than for our own personal entertainment. We have no specific goals to accomplish except to laugh at the gullible people on the outside who think we are plotting world domination or some other nonsense. We will have a good time together while paranoid conspiracy theorists panic and cause mass hysteria in the public.

     I have a fully stocked mini-fridge and snack bar and televisions tuned to all the major 24-hour network "news" channels at our HQ.

     Who will join me?

[Fairley B. Strange]

What sort of nonsense is this? You suggest that I might be a member of some alleged secret society? What utter balderdash, as if an upright and respectable citizen of Steampunkery such as myself would ever join such an absurd thing - if even one exists outsde the confines of your absinthe-riddled brain. Go away from me, sir, and cease to bother me with these scurrilous rumours, else I shall have at you with my cane...

[waits until the questioner departs shamefaced, and then releases a sinister chuckle] Bwahahahaha.

[Zeppelin Kapitan Fritz]

     Deleted Post.

[Fairley B. Strange]

So now you're telling everyone that you're not going to have a secret society?

Yes, that's a much better way to do it.... 

[Lady Chrystal]

#checks both ways before opening the door and slipping inside#

Umm, hello? Is this the place where where the non-existent secret society doesn't meet?

[Fairley B. Strange]

Absolutely not - see, there's nobody here at all, right?

[Lady Chrystal]

Ri-ight.

Excuse me while I sit nowhere and talk to myself.

[psn1der]

I would have given the secret knock on the secret door, but we aren't allowed to know the secret knock or that there is a secret door, so just never mind about that.  I'm in, as long as we are all honest and forthcoming with each other.

[Wormster]

knock, knock, nockedy knock.........Is this the Elucidated Brethren of the Ebon Night?? - or some other secret illuminate?

We have a secret society, so secret nobody has ever heard of us!

[Lady Chrystal]

Shhhh, not so loud - nobody might hear you...

[Wormster]

Okay then, I'll just sit here and wait for my brothers to arrive.

[Capt. Dirigible]

'Scuse me...is this the right room for an argument?

[Lady Chrystal]

Okay then, I'll just sit here and wait for my brothers to arrive.

Are they al as handsome as you, Sir?

'Scuse me...is this the right room for an argument?

No, I'm sorry - this is contradiction. You want the room down the corridor...

[Wormster]

Are they al as handsome as you, Sir?

I don't know its so hard to see faces under the hoods!

[Ulysses Reynolds]

 Where are said meetings supposed to take place, west of nowhere and north of never.

[Argus Fairbrass]

You Ain't Seen Me, Right? 

[Maets]

This site is being monitored
You are all under surveillance
Your society is no longer a secret

Beware

[steampunkrusski]

Television? o,O Fridge? @,@ 

[Mercury Wells]

This site is being monitored
You are all under surveillance
Your society is no longer a secret

Beware

Why...officer we are nothing more than an ordinary (private) members only society that like to breed fighting beachballs which we then pitch against each other.

[psn1der]

The decoder rings hav...oh, Officer, didn't see you there.  Our decorative ringers have come in...For the beachballs...We've designed them to make noise as they battle, you see.  Quite the 'In' thing for the kids these days.

I'll just put them behind the big opaque curtain that has nothing else behind it.

[Wormster]

Is that just nest to the non existent altar??

[barb dwyer]

 

[Argus Fairbrass]

So as we have no secret goals or political agenda whatsoever,  do I take it this is a classic example of exactly the kind of thing we won't be discussing at all.

http://www.thinkfree.ca/

[Fairley B. Strange]

Can I start by posting this?

http://gamerating.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=sresources&action=print&thread=54

Just for theoretical discussion, of course...

[MWBailey]

*suddenly tunnelling up through the floor behind the fridge, clambering up, and stepping out into the room, dropping clumps of dirt, roots and assorted detritus onto the carpet*

Bartender! I'll have a neat gin with a twist of avocado, please--Err...

*looks around* Oh dear...This isn't the Smoking Room, is it...