Sax, dear - aren't you a little bit, well, old for hanging about in Habbo Hotel? You'll get yourself in trouble, all them young 'uns. You'll be skateboarding and wearing jangly chains on your jeans by the time you get out.
There's a Barbelith room set up by Tom from yonks back. I was bored and thought I'd have a look. It's pretty scary just listening to these teenage conversations.
And I am wearing a black suit. You have to dress properly for these affairs, you know.
I have to confess, I went there for a nosy a few months ago when some people (Pin and Ellis, I think) were talking about it. And it is very cool, making up your wee person. But when I tried to explain it to people at work I got the biggest slagging...
oneday is my staff Habbo (which means I can only use him two days a week, which makes his name totally stupid). Ellis_Zero is a moderator, but he is too lazy to moderate.
Damn, too late. I'm meeting her in Camden at 10pm.
Ellis!- I'm in one of the lobbies. I'm not called Sax - that was my last habbo and I can't remember the password. I'm going under the name Poutnik. I'm wearing a suit and looking very scared next to a water cooler. Kids keep coming talking to me. I just talk to them in normal English and they go away looking puzzled.
There was only one last time I went there! Have you got planning permission for all this development?
It's upstairs. (Listen to me, for fuck's sake. That's almost as bad as when I was in the Trafford Centre shopping nightmare last week and went to a pub and I said: "Do you want to sit inside or outside?" Outside of course being under a big glass and steel roof).
And what exactly is your involvement with this place?
