It was a dark and stormy Sunday night. Coco's Disciples was studying for his exams, as he had been doing for the majority of the weekend. Between reviewing some US History and Precalculus, he decided to check Talksox to see if there were any new offers for powerleveling or the sort. He had no idea of what was to come.
Once Coco's Disciples went to Talksox, he noticed that YanksHater213 was on the clock in the Draft, one of Coco's Disciples' favorite new things about the site. He went to check the Online Users to see if YH213 was online, and indeed he was. He was viewing the Draft Picks page. Good news all around, right? Wrong. After about five minutes of no pick, YH213 was no longer viewing the page. CD began to worry, though he still had confidence that the picks would be made. But then YH213 logged off. Little did CD know, this would change his life forever.
After a few silent curses at nobody in particular, CD went back to studying for 15 minutes. But he couldn't keep his mind off the draft. How could someone be looking at the Picks page one minute, then log off without making any picks the second? It was troubling to say the least. But hope was regained when YH213 logged on again. "Ah," CD thought. "He was probably just going to research some players." But researching he was not. After another logoff without any picks, CD was beginning to grow frustrated. He PMd YH213 with a soft and gentle reminder to pick. But no pick was made, and CD went off to bed a very sad panda.
After a nice summer's snooze, CD arose, and after taking a shower checked Talksox again for the draft. Immediately, the moniker "YanksHater213" glistened from the Most Recent Post in the Draft thread. CD was pleased to say the least, but this pleasure quickly disappeared as he read the series of posts. YH213 had decided not to pick due to PMs and douchiness. A dissapointment to us all. And now, my friends, we wait until the late afternoon.