Legion World Forums LEGION COMPANION Spaceopoly Guess How!

The pomegranate seed holds the key.

Next poster will be using his/her living hair to type.

tum...de...tum...te..tumm..get the Sussa Shine it says...de..tumm..te...be the Envy of Takron Galtos...Hmmm...must be one of those tropical islands from the ads...well...good enough for me...tum..de..tum..te..GAAAH!!!

ARISE FOLLICLES! FIGHT AGAINST THE CUTTERS,CHOPPERS & TRIMMERS! FIGHT THE DEODERISERS AND THE >snip<

Sorry about that. Where were we? Ah yes, a prediction...

The next poster is really Dirk Morgna. Don't be fooled by their forum name, or the posts leading you away from his true personality. Dirk will have got some Legion groupies together. In exchange for duplicate Legion Flight Rings, among other things, he has got them to type out a few words of the next post each. There may be giggling.

No, I don't need duplicate flight rings to get groupies together. Dirk is such an amateur.

Next poster will be dictating his/her posts, and his advanced machines will type out whatever he/she says.

Well, the parts are in the right place. But the order is that I type out the requests of advanced machines. I believe the machines are controlled by the cat, which doesn't sully itself personally dealing with the help on such mundane matters. A stance, I'm told by the text I've to write out from the machines, I heartily agree with.

Who controls the hypno globe? I've no idea. Perhaps the next poster can tell us as they type it's emerald secrets blind eyed and slack jawed in the next post?

I don't think the Emerald Eye would want me. I do look good in green, but it would probably get sick of trying to suppress my thoughts of Blaze.

Next poster will use their toes to type.

The hypno globe has made you think you're in thrall to the Emerald Eye. Sneaky.

These toes have been on a train journey. My keyboard should be spared such horrors.

The next poster realises that mere human hands would not be sufficient to produce copious Legion World posts. So, they have replaced those hands with...

I'm still 100% organic, thanks.

Next poster will merely be commanded by the Legion World dictator to post.

Sorry, I was was practising throwing miscreants to the floor.

The next poster picked up a "Being Durlan for Dummies" book at a flea market that no one can now find. They use a combination of flippers, tentacles and proboscis to type the next post, hoping that someone will have the copy of the book that includes the "How to change back" chapter.

Sadly (or perhaps thankfully) shapeshifting is beyond my abilities.

Next poster will be typing while flying in the stratosphere using his/her powers of wingless flight.

Thankfully I tried the best way of seeing if I could fly to test out Ibby's idea. I started from the ground, rather than throwing myself off tall things. Despite an encouraging moment of defying gravity, it fell somewhere short of the stratosphere.

The next poster has a post so hot it's nuclear! Which means they have to keep it in a containment vessel and use long robotic arms to type out the rest of it.

No robot arms here.

Next poster will dictate his/her post into a very intelligent machine.

Well I tried, but it said such puerile posts were beneath it, so here I am typing away as usual.

The next poster is about to propel a motorcycle over a line of 12 buses and land on some keyboards that will type out the next post.

My sense of balance is not that good.

Next poster will be moving the keypad with his/her mind

I was using my mind! Of course, my mind directed my arms and fingers, but . . .

The next poster will be posting while sitting upright.

Correct! I am in my office chair of course.

Next poster will be lying down while posting.

Sitting hunched over a keyboard, I'm afraid.

The next poster will be joining us from the astral plane, using fingers of ectoplasm to type out the words!

But are they the words of the next poster or those of the lost souls that have joined them in that other realm?

For just 5 shillings, you can come along to the next seance post and find out! Just ask for Ibby for a shilling off.

Oh, you shouldn't be asking me. Dedman is the one who can give you a discount.

Next poster will be bouncing a rubber ball on the keyboard to type.

No, the nearest rubber ball is probably placed precariously on the stairs, awaiting my foot.

the next poster spent the day travelling round their neighbourhood putting small pieces of paper in everyone's letterbox. On each slip is a single letter, a website address and a login. As people go to the site, they are allowed to enter their single letter.

The next post is created from the letters they have consecutively placed on the site.

Uh, yeah.

Next post was made by an intelligent human being inputting commands intohine

I knew everyone did the thing with posting little letters and website addresses. Getting "Uh yeah" would suggest a small block of flats, as it was raining outside and too wet to go far.

Not that I would have got past the intelligent human part, but what's an "intohine?"

That should read, "Next post was made by an intelligent human being inputting commands into a machine".

No, I didn't get past the intelligent human part.

Hmmm... Déjà vu.

The next post was created by an alternate universe version of the next poster. No sooner had it been typed than their universe was retconned. However, the post remains as a strange artefact of an entire universe that no longer exists. The next poster thinks the post was pretty decent, and has decided to use it.

I'm using this post as an elegy to my poor departed alternate universe counterpart.

Next poster will be lying flat on his or her belly.

I only do that for E-Bay sniping, when it seems more appropriate.

The next poster uses alphabet soup as inspiration for their post.

Haven't had alphabet soup in ages

Next poster will have an animal on his/her lap