As leader I had to start taking charge, not just of the party, but of my own life as well. I made the decision, right then and there, NOT to explode. So far so good. Dancing, that was out of the question, too. I turned to the other members of the group and exclaimed, "Dancing is forbidden!" I then looked to the Canadian guy, pointed squarely at his face and said, "I will NOT talk to you! Disregarding what I just said! That, too! And this!" Having extablished a new code of morality, I calmed down a bit and realize that this happened to everyone who became leader. Shuriken had turned out all right, eventually, but I still wondered what she was about to say when she told me, "I'm not ga-." Then I realized how odd it all was. How very, very odd...
I thought all of this at the same time, which upon retrospect was not a good idea. My brain suddenly stopped and I collapsed on the ground, but quickly pulled myself up again. "Okay," I said at last, "let's do this thing."
We walked West to the intersection and then South to the Superubersomething City Park. It was a nice little park, with a well-maintained stretch of turf and some shade trees spread around here and there. There was a sidewalk that encircled the park area with a few benches on the sides. Considering how much these ultimate pie-scarfing residents must pay in taxes, it made sense that the city could afford to keep their park in such great condition.
The stamp man was sitting at his stamp booth, dutifully polishing his stamps. I wasn't sure why he was doing this, but at least it seemed to be giving his life some sort of meaning. "Stamp guy," I called out, "tell me about the Isle of Darkness... or Blackraptor's Lair, or whatever it's called." I looked to L33tz4n. "C'mon, help me out here."
"Erm... 1t was the Isle of Darkness," she replied nervously. I wondered why she had been so quiet lately. Perhaps she was still upset about being left behind on Pandora's Island, which would also explain why she kept silent when the others told me I couldn't murder Uberbob.
"The Isle of Darkness?" the stamp man replied. "I don't remember seeing that on any stamp... sorry."
"Well, what about Noberries?" I asked.
"Oh, now those are fun to have at parties!" he said with a chuckle. "I remember one time I ate one and my head turned into a .wav file... good times. But anyway, they're extinct now, due to over-harvesting. The current theory is that a single person was responsible for destroying the entire population."
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