This is the dream of many blokes (and girls!) around the world! Blazing spotlights, a huge room, sexy women and luxurious cars everywhere...
You can almost smell the expensive leather seats and you can hear the deep sound of a roaring engine. The women are posing and smiling in front of the most expensive cars around for the customers! That's right, you've launched your own luxury car showroom!
However, before you can present your glorious vehicles to the public, you need to build them! When you're done, you have to do a bit of work planning how they will be presented and, of course, the layout of your room. Add a cool chrome rim to the wall, get spotlights for your vehicles and hire some knowledgeable staff who can answer your customer's questions!
If you can dazzle the punters with your presentation, you will be well rewarded! So grab your Showroom, build your lavish vehicles and create the most luxurious Motor Show in Smeet!
Today is Wild Rover’s birthday! Yes, our dear admin is getting old, and we want to make something special for him. DJ Alex, Willkane and I want to send him some messages to congratulate him, both on our part and on behalf of the community, because we know that many people would want to congratulate him for the great work he does in our community.
DJ Alex: Dear Wild, I want to wish you a happy birthday and to spend it with the people that we love you, since in the short time that we know you became a very special person for me, very funny and very kind, thank you for being part of our community Virtual bringing lots of fun for us. You're the best admin of all, thank you for your excellent job, and we are very proud of you, we hope you have a lot of health and a lot of life to stay with us for a long time.
Willkane: Happy birthday, Wild Rover!
Joscri: Wild, friend, thanks for your trust, for appreciating my work, for being so nice and funny, although I don’t like the way you dress, you’re special. I’ll wait for my piece of cake. A great hug from Spain.
From here, on behalf of all the users, volunteers, and coworkers (surely), we wish him a happy birthday. Thanks for everything you do for the community, never change. Happy birthday, Wild Rover!
As you already know, China is a country of many great traditions and one of them is porcelain! The most famous ceramics hail from the years of the Ming dynasty, 1368-1644. In this period the Chinese investigated new techniques in design and shape and interesting new patterns emerged. The Chinese kiln technology has always been a key factor for the development of porcelain china, and was until only relatively recently still centuries ahead of other parts of the world!
The traditional production techniques and unique patterns and designs make it really difficult to say what a ceramic from the Ming dynasty is worth today, but in 2014 a small cup was auctioned at a whopping 36 million US Dollars!
And now, right here on Smeet, we want to take you into the world of ceramics. You've started up a wonderful workshop where tradition, art and perfection are unified. Your business has had a booming start, and you have become known for your exclusive and unique ceramics. The Emperor has heard about you (probably through his Twitter feed) and has decided your work may match his expensive tastes! He's placed an order worth an absolute truckload of cash, as he wants to fill his palace with ceramics!
So hurry up, complete the order for the Emperor and you will be rewarded with COINS and FAME POINTS! And royal honour. Obviously.
A further change has arrived in Smeet.
The Star Overhead Badge is now available for those who reach Level 300!
Level 300 represents a milestone in Smeet and we still think that this accomplishment should be celebrated with a unique reward of its own. The Star Badge in Smeet is highly exclusive and will distinguish those players who have showed the dedication that is required to reach Level 300.
Players who have previously received this Badge as a permanent reward from a Contest will still get to keep it regardless of their level.
To receive the Star Overhead Badge you just need to contact Support for your domain or any admin upon reaching Level 300. We will make sure that you receive the Badge within two days.
Your Smeet Team
PS: Regarding Badges - we are working on a new improvement that will make those who like collecting them rejoice! More on that in the coming weeks...
Hey everyone, it’s WillKane. The following article is what I liken best to a public service announcement. Although there are fans of this sort of thing (and even Smeet includes the selfie stick and pose), this time I’d like to go over some of the concerns and issues I see with excessive selfie taking through a series of situations in story form, seen with the eyes of an opportunistic selfie taker:
The day of water birth for Luann’s child had finally come. Her 3-year-old son Jethro was happy to be the father, and for his unborn child to have him as a brather (that’s a real word, according to Urban Dictionary). Their Intex 8’ inflatable pool from Walmart, filled to the brim, could barely contain her delicious 600 pound frame. “You’re at 10cm, now push for Papaw-Nana!” exclaimed her 30-year-old transitioned grandfather Gunther, the family midwife and scholar (the converted man formerly known as Gertrude had graduated high school at the tender age of 28 before being inspired by an athletic lady named Caitlyn to switch for happiness). Disguised as a distant second cousin from 2 counties away out on parole as part of my amateur photography course, I was responsible for memorializing the whole experience with the perfect selfie, for a fee payable by food stamps. As Jethro’s 2 kids from a previous sister-girlfriend (may she rest in peace) looked on, the little head of Jethro Tull Jr. started to pop out as if to say howdy. It was at this point that I got in position for the perfect shot. Gunther then panicked, “Pop that dadgum kid out quick before he get done drownded!” The panic, the excitement, the miracle of new life, Luann’s gravy smoothie...all captured in their selfie, which can also be yours in 3 easy payments of $19.95 each plus shipping and handling with a 30-day money back guarantee (please allow 6 weeks for delivery).
Then I started to choke on my lucky toothpick. Jethro Tull Jr. bravely called 9-1-1, but they couldn’t understand what he tried to say. One hour later, after I kept lingering between life and death, the paramedics showed up at Gunther’s double wide. Fortunately for me, I always kept my written will on my person in the event of my death or near-death, stating “Please raise my dead or dying right hand and take my selfie in the ambulance or wherever I’m at. Then send my selfie in video form to Youtube, the local newspaper and my only friend, my psychiatrist, in that order. Thanks for telling my life story to the world through that picture.” Just as the EMTs were about to take my selfie, I suddenly awoke and punched them in the gonads, yelling, “I wasn’t smiling, and you were going to take my selfie anyway, you jerks!?” I quickly took my own selfie in the ambulance, fake smiling to hide my whiny, blissfully asinine, millennial, Starbucks-loving, self-entitled and self-righteous butthurt indignation at the lowly EMTs who dared to save my life without so much as a competent selfie-taker among them.
After being released from the hospital, I was charged with multiple counts of assault and had to spend the night in county jail where I narrowly avoided a close encounter with Bubba and his imaginary clown posse. During arraignment, the old man judge wrongly thought I was bribing him and mocking his court when I offered to plead guilty in return for taking a group selfie with him, his baliff, court reporter and my lawyer throwing up dubs to represent, and for the judge to have a recurring role in my weekly series on my Youtube channel, with payment in homemade quiche and lattes (like seriously, who does that). So he sentenced me right then and there to one year in state prison, the nerve of that big meanie. Anyway, I was about to make myself right at home in Plezbeetus State Penitentiary when I was rudely interrupted in the middle of my Tai Chi by inmates and officers to participate in the weekly New Flavors Beauty Pageant. Despite my answer to the question of “world prison peace” consisting of performing valuable services to inmates, such as cleaning their old nasty pipes on my knees with a...toothbrush, and singing Paula Abdul’s “Forever Your Girl” whenever someone dropped the soap, I didn’t win the title of Miss Plezbeetus Noob Candy, but I did win Miss Congeniality for being voted by the judges (the lead correctional officer and gang leaders) as most likely to smile while doing what I said I’d do. Immediately after the pageant, my new friend Gaylord Twinkletoez offered me a free cellphone in return for helping start a riot so he could make a run for it. At this point, I was so deep in selfie withdrawal that I said yes. The riot was going smoothly until I tried to get a group selfie in the middle of it, as part of my prison documentary to upload to my Youtube, when I suddenly got cut open like a fish from behind. I saw my life flash before my eyes, and then I asked Twinkle weakly, “Take my selfie now, please, and then my funeral and tombstone.” Twinkle agreed just before he escaped.
Now I’m not sure where I’m at now because it’s kind of dark in here. Oh wait, some dude in a black robe is waving a really sharp curved big stick toward me...no, NO, NOOOO, AHHHH! As I’m floating away, I see Twinkle doing like I asked him to do, and he even threw in another tombstone selfie just because, as you can see in the pics.
Anyway, I hope none of you have to go through this kind of story. And since no one seriously took me up on my free interview offers, I will go back to offering 500 coins to the first person who messages me on Smeet (ID 24453995) the answer to the following question based on the article above (as always, no banned players or alts, and all other Smeeters with correct answers get 25 coins each until my next article or event, whichever comes first):
What was the title of the winning contestant of the pageant? (Hint: remember, the narrator won Miss Congeniality, not the pageant itself)
Have fun and happy Smeeting!