How I imagine things will play out if today ends up revealing Baby Mario Yoshi or Diddy and Dixie tag team:
Mod 1: SIR, THE BUTTHURT IS POURING IN! I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER WE'LL BE ABLE TO HOLD IT BACK!
Xiivii: Stay calm... we have to try to keep things under control for the sake of everyone here.
Mod 2: But there's just so much... hundreds of people are making new accounts just to complain... I... I don't how much longer I can take this...
Xiivii: I said hold your ground. We must try to keep order.
Mod 3: The threads are updating too fast, even on this new server... We're almost up to a page a minute! Can the servers even handle this?
Xiivii: ...
Mod 3: ...sir?
Xiivii: So it's come to this...
*smashes glass of SHUT... DOWN... EVERYTHING button.*
Mods: Sir!?!
Xiivii: Your dedication to Smash is admirable and I truly appreciate it. I... I couldn't ask for a better crew. Thank you for weathering the storm thus far but you are all dismissed.
Mod 1: But... what will you do?
Xiivii: Please understand... I must stay behind and take matters into my own hands. Sure, I'll have to answer hundreds of angry e-mails but I knew what responsibilities I would take on when I took this job. I will take the fall. Besides, it'll only be a few hours while everyone cools downs. Escape while you can.
Mod 2: I'll never forget you...
Xiivii: Time heals all wounds... There may be a day when these boards fall but not today... Not on my watch. Should we recover, I'll see you all again someday.
Mods: ... Sakurai be with you...
Xiivii: And also with you...
*all promptly log out leaving Xiivii to stare at the button*
Xiivii: I'm sorry Yoshi/Dixie... you deserved so much better...
*slams fist down*
Xiivii: Game set...