You don't leave Bloard. You'll be in a cafe, or walking down the street. You'll pass someone and do a double-take. "Was that Bloardman?", you'll ask yourself. You'll see someone out of the corner of your eye, typing on a laptop and staring at you. You'll turn abruptly, only for them to be gone. "Could it have been... Joop?", you'll wonder. Then one night you'll be walking home after a long night at the bar, only to find yourself followed. You'll run into your house and turn off all the lights, trying in vain to get some shuteye. As you're about to fall asleep you'll hear it. Faint at first, but growing louder every minute. "Where's my Bloard? WHERE'S MY BLOARD?!". As you hear the sound enter your house, as you listen to it move up the stairs, you'll know. You'll know that you need to post on Bloard again. As soon as possible.