Simple people of neopoet...

Setting: The neopoet capitol building, senate floor. Conect11 comes before the senators and AEC to discuss his new appointment, the influx of new members, the rash of fluffy rather than honest critiques, and the departure of Rottiestyl.

Conect11: (wearing suspiciously ornate robes and looking fatter than the last time we saw him)  "Simple people of neopoet… I … have … returned!"

*silence*

Conect11: (straightening himself and clearing his throat)  "To the AEC, I say congratulations on your well deserved victory, may your reign last a thousand years! To my fellow greeters (nods to the greeters section) I applaude your skill and dedication with the influx of new poets to this site. You truly leave me speechless…"

*murmuring from the crowd*

Conect11:  "As you know I have been appointed Chancellor, uh, I mean director of contests for the nation of neopoet. It is with great reluctance that I accept this authority. I love democracy, (light applause) I love neopoet, (heavier applause) the power you give to me I WILL lay down when this crisis has abated! (wild applause) And as my first act under this new authority I shall create the GRAND ARMY of neopoet, to counter the increasing threat of the newbies!"

*puzzled looks*

Conect11: "My fellow Advo - Katies, I say to you that we will leave no poet behind! Therefore the first task the Grand Army(tm) is charged with is the rescue of our friends Kim and Joe from other, less honest poetry sites. We must NOT let this travesty go unpunished! Who is with me?

*dead silence*

to be continued…