<hehe time to make myself a character>


15 minutes after Tridus leaves the WR two men are talking just 
outside the main forum.  One has the glazed look of the average 
forumer, while the other is a scarecrow shaped tallish guy with a 
mechanics uniform on, and couple odd looking tools are sticking 
out of his pocket.

rRaminrodt-  "are you sure thats what he said??"

forumer- "Of course you stupid idiot!  How many times I 
got.."

*rRaminrodt cuts him off*- "this is awful.  He's threatened 
the technicians.  Phooey, I knew I never should of taken the 
job."

forumer- "what the *bleep* do you do anyway??  Hey, how come 
I got bleeped?"

rRaminrodt- "Sorry, he pulls a thingy out of a pocket.  These 
are automatic censoring divices, Sid had me remove them all from 
the war room before he started the matches."

forumer- "huh?"

rRaminrodt- "I'm the cheif mechanic, Im the only one he could 
find with QMS Certification."

the forumers eyes glaze over even further

rRaminrodt- "I'm the one who has to transform the WR into a 
wrestling ring.  Did you think Blizzard made that stupid thing in 
the middle of the room.  HA!  It used to be GFraziers podium."

forumer- "You're a stupid retard!  I'm outta here."

the forumer walks into the main room and immdiatly gets into a 
fight about starship troopers.  rRaminrodt turns and runs to the 
parts storage room. He says to himself, "hmmm, maybe I could 
unseal the blizzard entrance and hide in there!  Uhh, nahh.  
Gotta think harder!"

rRaminrodt

-Certified-
Quantum Mechanics Society:
We Repair Universes.