Running Again

[meteor]

So pleased to find the site up and running, thought it was a scam at first.

Many thanks to all concerned in getting this back and running.

Thank you 🙂

 

[dentrag1231]

Hear hear!

 

[Beckers1]

Yeah it is. Rest assured it'll be up for a few more years, at least

 

[TKLVR181]

*glomps my computer screen tearfully* x_____x YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

Seriously though, thank you SO much to all involved in getting this taken care of so quickly. Had a lot of people sad and scared-so glad to see we're up again 😀

EDIT: Special thanks especially to Beckers who did her best to keep us all informed!
~K

 

[Beckers1]

Well I know this site had a lot of meaning to people, so I could understand the trepidation one might feel if they lost that history so I tried my best to update people.

But thank you for the kind words, and hopefully soon everyone will be back to enjoy this fantastic forum.

 

[chilled_bones]

Thanks to the TT team for getting things up and running so soon!

 

[CellarDweller]

Good to see the site is back! Thanks for the work that it took to get it done!

 

[TKLVR181]

I can't get into the chatroom, it keeps saying invalid username or password-I'm assuming this is due to the recent shutdown, hoping it'll be resolved soon!

~K

 

[meteor]

I can't get into the chatroom, it keeps saying invalid username or password-I'm assuming this is due to the recent shutdown, hoping it'll be resolved soon!

~K

Yes i just had the same result, but i don't use chat much.
To be honest i'am just glad the site is back,and hope more people thank the staff owners and all involved for the quick response.

 

[stroker]

Welcome back . Thanks .

 

[Beckers1]

I'll look into the matter about the chatroom

 

[Breygon]

yeah, what happened?

 

[dalekfire]

yeah, what happened?

We were attacked by a vicious band of marauding, laser-cannon-mounted cyborg grizzly bears, who wanted our territory due to the vast amount of shoes and socks people here carelessly discarded back in the Great Tickle War of 2011. The long-forgotten apparel would've provided the cyborg bears all the material they needed to craft their braided cloth starships that they use to further their conquest of the galaxy of pervy websites in which people dump their clothing around prior to festivities - a vicious cycle.

It was by pure chance that our staff member Budweiserbob was on guard at the outer southwest outpost, where the cyborg bears started their advance. Well...Bob just so happened to be taking a snooze at the time, but the frequency waves of his very-English snoring somehow agitated the bears' cybernetic audio receptors, throwing them into a crazed frenzy, eliminating their element of surprise.

The rest of us staff was alerted to all the growling and roaring, and entered the battle via airship, where we engaged the cyborg bears with high-velocity feather-guns. We knew the bears wouldn't be ticklish due to the metallic skin and implants, so we modified the guns and used the maximum settings in order to turn the feathers into deadly armor-piercing projectiles. The bears answered our counterattack with their laser cannons, but Mistress Valerie trained us well, and we were able to dodge most of the incoming fire. Commander HDS piloted the airship masterfully while we picked off the bears one-by-one. TheChameleon used his camouflage ability to infiltrate the enemy lines and disabled most of their big guns, and we pushed them further back.

However, out of desperation, the cyborg bears pulled out their last-resort weapon - a massive EMP bomb meant to shut down all electronics. The bomb went off, sending shockwaves everywhere, which hit both the airship and the website. That's when TickleTheater shut off, and our emergency bikini-chick sentinel force stepped in to shield our vulnerable site from other greedy bastards (thus what you all saw when you tried logging in). The airship was also going haywire due to the EMP, and was in danger of crashing, had it not been for the quick actions of our Canadian staff chick extraordinaire, Beckers, who dumped poutine all over the controls and circuits, somehow reconfiguring and further protecting everything with its cheesy gravy goodness.

With the airship back in control, I ran into the mix with my egg-beater and started blasting all that I could, hoping to completely rout the already-panicked cyborg bear force. As they were runnning for their braided cloth ships, TickleTheater himself came up in his own ship and started blasting them all to pieces. The group's counterattack worked, and we were victorious!

But of course, the site was still under the influence of the EMP. So for the next day, while the bikini sentinels kept watch, we were busy cooking up more poutine and fixing up what we could. Now here we are, back from the brink of utter grizzly destruction, with all of our shoes and socks intact.

Thus begins another great age of TickleTheater. May our laughter lift our spirits and give us strength, for our spirit is the light that guides tickle-lovers everywhere.

 

[dalekfire]

...

Actually, we just experienced some technical difficulties. 😀 That said, some things may still be out-of-whack, such as the Chatroom, which is tied very closely to the website itself...so, we're working on it. Sorry for the inconvenience. ^_^;

If there's anything any of you notice around the site that seems off or something, please let us know!

 

[daphneticklish1]

We were attacked by a vicious band of marauding, laser-cannon-mounted cyborg grizzly bears, who wanted our territory due to the vast amount of shoes and socks people here carelessly discarded back in the Great Tickle War of 2011. The long-forgotten apparel would've provided the cyborg bears all the material they needed to craft their braided cloth starships that they use to further their conquest of the galaxy of pervy websites in which people dump their clothing around prior to festivities - a vicious cycle.

It was by pure chance that our staff member Budweiserbob was on guard at the outer southwest outpost, where the cyborg bears started their advance. Well...Bob just so happened to be taking a snooze at the time, but the frequency waves of his very-English snoring somehow agitated the bears' cybernetic audio receptors, throwing them into a crazed frenzy, eliminating their element of surprise.

The rest of us staff was alerted to all the growling and roaring, and entered the battle via airship, where we engaged the cyborg bears with high-velocity feather-guns. We knew the bears wouldn't be ticklish due to the metallic skin and implants, so we modified the guns and used the maximum settings in order to turn the feathers into deadly armor-piercing projectiles. The bears answered our counterattack with their laser cannons, but Mistress Valerie trained us well, and we were able to dodge most of the incoming fire. Commander HDS piloted the airship masterfully while we picked off the bears one-by-one. TheChameleon used his camouflage ability to infiltrate the enemy lines and disabled most of their big guns, and we pushed them further back.

However, out of desperation, the cyborg bears pulled out their last-resort weapon - a massive EMP bomb meant to shut down all electronics. The bomb went off, sending shockwaves everywhere, which hit both the airship and the website. That's when TickleTheater shut off, and our emergency bikini-chick sentinel force stepped in to shield our vulnerable site from other greedy bastards (thus what you all saw when you tried logging in). The airship was also going haywire due to the EMP, and was in danger of crashing, had it not been for the quick actions of our Canadian staff chick extraordinaire, Beckers, who dumped poutine all over the controls and circuits, somehow reconfiguring and further protecting everything with its cheesy gravy goodness.

With the airship back in control, I ran into the mix with my egg-beater and started blasting all that I could, hoping to completely rout the already-panicked cyborg bear force. As they were runnning for their braided cloth ships, TickleTheater himself came up in his own ship and started blasting them all to pieces. The group's counterattack worked, and we were victorious!

But of course, the site was still under the influence of the EMP. So for the next day, while the bikini sentinels kept watch, we were busy cooking up more poutine and fixing up what we could. Now here we are, back from the brink of utter grizzly destruction, with all of our shoes and socks intact.

Thus begins another great age of TickleTheater. May our laughter lift our spirits and give us strength, for our spirit is the light that guides tickle-lovers everywhere.

I'm not entirely sure what I just read... But can I have one of those feather guns? The non-modified ones of course. :lol

 

[TKLVR181]

ROFL!!!!!!!!!!

Oh gawd, I laughed so hard I had to put the laptop on the bed :lol Frequency waves of Bobby's very English snoring....bwahahah!

~K

 

[His Divine Shadow]

The chatroom may take a few days, depending on whether the chat server can "see" the TT's corrected domain name.

Dalek, I'm more the janitor than the commander. 😛

 

[TKLVR181]

Thanks for the update HDS ^_^ And IDK, I can see you piloting the ship and making some badass joke as you do XD

~K

 

[Critical Kai]

Glad everything is back to normal

^_^

 

[MTJpub]

Its nice to have TickleTheater back!

Thanks to all of you behind the scenes that made it happen!

Jim
MTJpub.com

 

[Rox_My_Sox1]

Okay...whoooo was the one who let Dalek out of his cage again?

Heh, just kidding. We wuv ya Dalek hun.

And YAY! The Theater's back! PARADES! PARTIES! CELEBRATIONS! (throws funfetti - it's not just confetti: it's FUNFETTI!)

But one thing still remains. The asshat who took our glorious theater away from us for a few days; he (or she) is still out there. Somewhere. And we must find him (or her) and subject that person to the WORST POSSIBLE TORTURE IMAGINABLE! Cause NOBODY takes our Tickletheater away from US! Am I right peoples? ^_^

Now, what sort of devious treatment can we give to the propagator of this horrid HORRID offense? Forced watching of ALL the episodes/seasons of Barney/Teletubbies Ideas anyone?

 

[TickleWiazard]

Yay! It's back!!!! God I was so happy to see it back this morning. What happened any way? Someone forgot to pay the rent again?

 

[alel1]

welcome back Tickle Theater! Thank you staff for your work!

 

[hellfire1]

That was my bad...I kinda spent site funds on a bunch of MTJ comics....

 

[Volsung1]

We were attacked by a vicious band of marauding, laser-cannon-mounted cyborg grizzly bears, who wanted our territory due to the vast amount of shoes and socks people here carelessly discarded back in the Great Tickle War of 2011. The long-forgotten apparel would've provided the cyborg bears all the material they needed to craft their braided cloth starships that they use to further their conquest of the galaxy of pervy websites in which people dump their clothing around prior to festivities - a vicious cycle.

It was by pure chance that our staff member Budweiserbob was on guard at the outer southwest outpost, where the cyborg bears started their advance. Well...Bob just so happened to be taking a snooze at the time, but the frequency waves of his very-English snoring somehow agitated the bears' cybernetic audio receptors, throwing them into a crazed frenzy, eliminating their element of surprise.

The rest of us staff was alerted to all the growling and roaring, and entered the battle via airship, where we engaged the cyborg bears with high-velocity feather-guns. We knew the bears wouldn't be ticklish due to the metallic skin and implants, so we modified the guns and used the maximum settings in order to turn the feathers into deadly armor-piercing projectiles. The bears answered our counterattack with their laser cannons, but Mistress Valerie trained us well, and we were able to dodge most of the incoming fire. Commander HDS piloted the airship masterfully while we picked off the bears one-by-one. TheChameleon used his camouflage ability to infiltrate the enemy lines and disabled most of their big guns, and we pushed them further back.

However, out of desperation, the cyborg bears pulled out their last-resort weapon - a massive EMP bomb meant to shut down all electronics. The bomb went off, sending shockwaves everywhere, which hit both the airship and the website. That's when TickleTheater shut off, and our emergency bikini-chick sentinel force stepped in to shield our vulnerable site from other greedy bastards (thus what you all saw when you tried logging in). The airship was also going haywire due to the EMP, and was in danger of crashing, had it not been for the quick actions of our Canadian staff chick extraordinaire, Beckers, who dumped poutine all over the controls and circuits, somehow reconfiguring and further protecting everything with its cheesy gravy goodness.

With the airship back in control, I ran into the mix with my egg-beater and started blasting all that I could, hoping to completely rout the already-panicked cyborg bear force. As they were runnning for their braided cloth ships, TickleTheater himself came up in his own ship and started blasting them all to pieces. The group's counterattack worked, and we were victorious!

But of course, the site was still under the influence of the EMP. So for the next day, while the bikini sentinels kept watch, we were busy cooking up more poutine and fixing up what we could. Now here we are, back from the brink of utter grizzly destruction, with all of our shoes and socks intact.

Thus begins another great age of TickleTheater. May our laughter lift our spirits and give us strength, for our spirit is the light that guides tickle-lovers everywhere.

Don't you hate when that happens?

Anyway, glad to have the forum back!