Sfinx
30-01-2009, 12:00 PM
As your Hotel Manager's mope around in a SUPERhate trance, it seems a force is at work to get them in the mood for Valentine's.
It's fair to say that Valentine's has not been too kind to Bucho6 or I of late. In the past 5 years, the Habbo London Office has received but one Valentine's Card. It turned out that it was for Fluffy the lag monster, which was most upsetting for everyone since Fluffy is particularly unattractive!
It's terrible really, since our office address is so easy to obtain...
So this year, we've decided enough is enough. The Love Sofas in our rooms are going into storage and we're bringing in the Brown Plasto. Our Cupid Statues are having their bows removed and our Giant Hearts are going to find out why knitting needles are dangerous weapons.
Love? Who needs love? It's cheaper and more fun to be alone!
As we started to demolish our rooms of all references to Love and Valentine's, something strange began to happen inside the hotel.
A soft and warm breeze started to blow from the East and as the office clock tower chimed for midday, a great storm could be seen developing on the horizon. Suddenly, from nowhere, a great flash of light.
And then it started to happen.
Rose Petals fell from the sky and started to cover the entire hotel in a fresh and fragrant aroma. The aroma of love.
Perhaps Valentine's is on the 'cards' afterall!
Lost_Witness
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It's fair to say that Valentine's has not been too kind to Bucho6 or I of late. In the past 5 years, the Habbo London Office has received but one Valentine's Card. It turned out that it was for Fluffy the lag monster, which was most upsetting for everyone since Fluffy is particularly unattractive!
It's terrible really, since our office address is so easy to obtain...
So this year, we've decided enough is enough. The Love Sofas in our rooms are going into storage and we're bringing in the Brown Plasto. Our Cupid Statues are having their bows removed and our Giant Hearts are going to find out why knitting needles are dangerous weapons.
Love? Who needs love? It's cheaper and more fun to be alone!
As we started to demolish our rooms of all references to Love and Valentine's, something strange began to happen inside the hotel.
A soft and warm breeze started to blow from the East and as the office clock tower chimed for midday, a great storm could be seen developing on the horizon. Suddenly, from nowhere, a great flash of light.
And then it started to happen.
Rose Petals fell from the sky and started to cover the entire hotel in a fresh and fragrant aroma. The aroma of love.
Perhaps Valentine's is on the 'cards' afterall!
Lost_Witness
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