Our uninvited neighbors moved out suddenly and in the middle of the night, much like they moved in. The excuse, and yes it was an excuse, "We thought your didn't want us there." Well no shit scherlock.
With the hole back under our exclusive control, Sa is back to hole rolling like a man possessed. We had univited daytrippers when we locgged in, and watched as they were decimated by another group just as we were preparing to do the same.
A close call, we then rolled the invading k162 to nearly max... and let the invaders finish it. Much cat calling and baiting occured after they realized we had critted their static. Followed by three hours of us being at a restraunt discussing the Harvest Run on saturday, Sa is cooking 10 gallons of chili.
We finished up harvesting sleeper organs this morning, considering we didn't have an accurate accounting of all the invading ships last night. Ge is happily planning his next big money maker, while the rest of us are sighing with relief over the loss of our neighbors.
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