@aegis: Everyone can play, regardless of if they posted before 40 pages, it's just that after 40 pages people no longer feel like joining in.

I tried to disconnect the cables from the surge protector, and succeeded. I then commanded Uberbob to lick his fingers and put them in the sockets.
"Uh, no?" he replied. "I'll die. And I don't know where my finger's been."
"I'll Raise you back from the dead," I explained. "Come on, be a man."
Uberbob disdainfully licked a finger and shoved it into the socket. Nothing happened.
"Okay, so there's no power," I said as I pocketed the FAX. "Even though we've already established that twice already, it's always good to be sure." I then checked EVERYTHING in the room. I looked behind every machine, under every box, on top of every lawsuit form from the Easter Bunny, and still found nothing of real interest. The Birdclaws had probably taken everything useful before sealing off the floor.
I then glanced over the two huge stacks of paper. One was labeled "naughty" and one was labeled "nice." I found my own name on the nice list, which was... well, nice. The list also had the names of Uberbob, L33tz4n, Shuriken, Fooruman, Grandma Conquista the Ultimate Evil, Scholar Sam, and Furious the Monkeyboy. Amongst the names on the naughty list, a few stood out: Araches, Perfect Solstice, Talon, Lance, Unfooruman, Spotty, and Evil Canadians 1, 2, and 3. A few of the names had been crossed out, probably to signify deaths. At the bottom of the naughty list stack was an extra sheet of paper labeled "VERY naughty." The only name on the list was Lord Blackraptor.