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Oh, so close. The Cat was sitting on its animal's lap as I started the last post, but decided to leave before I finished it.

[this post was interrupted for Cat Games]


The next poster has been summoned by Harbinger to go off and save the multiverse. "But I must finish my post to Legion World," says the poster with a clear sense of priority. Harbinger leaves one of her duplicates behind to type something. So if the next post reads "Why was I never in the JLA?" don't be too surprised.

Maybe it happened in a dream of mine.

Next poster will be on a train.

Only a train of thought.


Next poster will be wearing virtual reality goggles. Their perfect virtual world is simply a link into Legion world. They get their virtual avatar to type the next post.

My avatar is really cool, but it can't type for me.

Next poster will be picking his/her nose.

No, I only do that when I'm using your keyboard

The next poster is creating sound by blowing over the top of a line of empty beer bottles. The sound is then converted into the next post.

Don't have that many beer bottles here.

Next poster will be wearing rollerskates.

I am not Dazzler!

The next poster will be typing while paragliding.

Nothing like that anywhere near where I live.

Next poster will be parachuting.

I'm afraid not.

The next posters favourite video game will unlock a secret level. At the end of it is a great treasure. The next post to this thread.

Haven't played any video games since my last post.

Next poster will be chewing on something.

Not between meals and I don't eat meals near my keyboard. Not since the gravy incident

The Next poster has been forced to post by Chewie, or Chewbacca, of Star Wars fame. After all, it's not wise to upset a Wookie.

While I'd love to meet Chewie, that hasn't happened yet.

Next poster will be sitting in a crow's nest on top of a pirate ship, acting as lookout, and doing a poor job of it (posting while acting as a lookout is a no-no!)

I was posting "Land Ahoy!" It's not my fault the crew don't follow Legion World!

The next poster has joined the aliens from Close Encounters of the Third Kind. The next post is transferred to our boards from the melodic sounds of their departing craft.

Not planning to leave Earth anytime soon.

Next poster will be using Morse Code to send his/her post to someone who will type it in for him/her.

- .... .- -
.-- --- ..- .-.. -..
-... .
... .. .-.. .-.. -.--

Next poster will have their manservant type for them.

Does Blaze count? (we like to take turns)

Next poster will be standing on one leg.

Sitting on my butt, with feet on the floor.

The next poster will be typing during a game of Twister. There are unsubstantiated rumours that it's strip twister.

Haven't played Twister in ages. If I were playing strip twister you can bet I wouldn't be posting

Next poster will be using chopsticks to type

While I can indeed eat with chopsticks, I generally don't use them for typing.

Next poster will manipulate the keyboard using their butt-cheeks.

Did you mean manipulate as in - making my butt cheeks emit noise that belittles my keyboard into thinking it's not as ergonomic as other keyboards, and then using the keyboard's low self esteem to do my butt cheeks bidding?

If that's what you meant then no. I only type with mine.

The next poster has eaten their keyboard and now uses their lower intestine to type. Hopefully it's wireless.

I am not from Bismoll

Next poster will throw his/her keyboardGgadget from the roofll be whatever was typed out when it hits the ground

I wouldn't deliberately break anything I had paid for, and would have to replace.

But that doesn't stop the next poster. They go into their neighbours house. There, they read their neighbours post, declare it as "rubbish" and throw their neighbour's keyboard off the roof.

The next post is a mix between random keys hitting the ground and a plea form the neighbour not to damage their roof.

I don't hate my beighbor enough to do that.

Next posterask an Imskite to jump on the keys and type out the message.

No, Wednesday is the night the Pym's type my posts!

The next poster simply types the words of a group of people speaking in tongues.

Perhaps I will type instead what Ze Tongue is saying.



Next poster will use living hair to type