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18 March 1995 Issue #40
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Live, from the new Gund Arena in Cleveland, Ohio...
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The Modem Wrestling Federation, in cooperation with Pre-puberty Productions,
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proudly presents ...
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"Masters of Telecom" - the tag team match to end all matches!
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It's youth vs. the voice of experience!
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It's:
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Elminster and Amphetamine Gobbler
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Vs.
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Nosferatu & Suicide
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---------------------------------------------------------------------------
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You can feel the excitement in the air as the latest match of the
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Modem Wrestling Federation stands ready to begin. It has been a long time
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since the federation has sponsored a match, and this one proves to be one of
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the more interesting, to be sure!
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Modem users from around Stark County have come together to see just who
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will be the next MWF Tag-Team champions! Well, users from every system
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except CanCom and TCC. After all, Gary Cox censors all information about
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other systems on CanCom. As for TCC? Well, if it doesn't involve young boys
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and chat sex ...
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An expectant hush falls over the arena as the lights dim ... and the
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speakers of the arena blast into action!
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To the strains of Pink Floyd's "Another Brick in the Wall", it's the twin
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masters of the Immortal BBS, Nosferatu and Suicide! Yes, here they come ...
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wait! Who is that escorting the modeming duo to the ring? Why, it's
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Nosferatu's mommy!
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"Now Jay.."
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"MOM! Call me 'Nosferatu'! The guys won't think i'm cool! I want to be
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elite!"
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"Honey, you're only 14. No one expects you to know everything about telecom.
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Now, remember to wear your coat home. It's getting cold. Make sure you stay
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with 'Suicide' here. Use the buddy system..."
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"Awwwwwww.... mom!"
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"Now, let me get kleenex here ... you've got something on your face."
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"Mommy! Everyone's watching! Stop it!"
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After some chuckles from the more adult members of the crowd, the lights
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begin to dim in the arena. Music fills the air. "Just One Fix" by Ministry
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explodes from the arena speakers. Walking up the asile to the ring ... it's
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Amphetamine Gobbler, former sysop of Necropolis BBS & Elminster, sysop of
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Radio KAOS. Elmmy is sporting a faded jacket that dates back to the late
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1980's. "Radio KAOS - Often Imitated, NEVER duplicated!" can be seen on the
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jacket's backside. Escorting the pair to the ring is their manager, Virgin
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Sacrifice.
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** Meanwhile, in the crowd:
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"So, Jade ... who are you rooting for?" asks Gates of Hell sysop Gatlin.
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"Um, I don't know. Who do you think I should root for?"
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"That's up to you, Jade," pipes in Garet Jax.
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"Well, I don't know who to root for!" exclaims Jade.
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"Hey!" yells Reality, from two rows above, "Why don't you make up your own
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mind for once! Don't be such a sheep!"
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"I'm not a sheep! Everyone's mad at me! I'm going to leave! No one will let
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me play football! I can't make up my mind!!!!!" cries Jade.
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"Oh, for crying out loud..", mutters Reality, totally disgusted.
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** Back in the ring ...
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Both teams go to their respective corners. At one point, it looks as if
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there's going to be some trouble ... but guest referee Dennis Haddox manages
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to convince Nosferatu's mother that he'll be ok, and promises to drive
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Nosferatu and Suicide straight home after the match.
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Dennis motions to time keeper Matt Kraner to ring the bell. After several
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tries (Matt never seems to get this right, even after several matches!) and
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some help from local sysop Steve Weise, the bell is rung - and the match
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begins!
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Elminster and Suicide immediately lock up in the center of the ring.
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"You and AG think you're so cool!" snarls Suicide. "You guys are losers.
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It's time you moved over and made room for some REAL users!"
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"*REAL* users? Sysops and users who can't even drive a car, let alone manage
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to edit their prelogon screens? Users who create bases to talk about how
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much school 'sucks'? Who has the best school band? Which Sega game is best?
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It's like calling a BBS and talking to Bevis and Butthead!" exclaims
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Elminster.
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Angrily, Suicide smashes Elminster with some of his ANSI pictures. Then,
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Suicide whips out the Immortal's 'Forbidden Knowledge 2' CD and begins to
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batter the injured Elminster with it.
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"AG was right. That CD really sucks," says Elminster. "I'm glad Kev didn't
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buy it for KAOS. Gee Mr. Originality ... I wonder where you heard about it?
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Could you have possibly seen the messages on KAOS awhile back where we
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talked about GETTING IT?" Elminster regains his footing, apparently unharmed
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by the CD.
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"Time to end this," says Elmmy as Suicide sputters in rage. Elminster whips
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out the various text files from Radio KAOS and gives Suicide a good wack
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with them. Next, Elmmy grabs a copy of the FidoNET conference list and
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begins to strangle Suicide with it. Suicide is gasping for breath! He's
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sinking down to the mat!
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"Hey, I want that little prick Nosferatu!" yells Amphetamine Gobbler.
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"Lets keep the match going!"
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"Hey, whatever," shrugs Elmmy. Elmmy grabs the now helpless Suicide and
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flings him over to his own corner where Nosferatu manages to tag him and
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jump into the ring. Elmmy runs over to his own corner and tags AG.
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"Good luck!" yells Elmmy.
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Amphetamine Gobbler immediately grabs young Nosferatu and begins smacking
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him without mercy. Nosferatu tries to shield himself with a copy of his BBS,
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but the system is almost instantly destroyed by AG's onslaught. Next,
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Nosferatu tries to hide behind his own creativity and innovation ... but
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alas, there's none to be found.
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"This is goodbye, you little punk!" yells Gobbler. Gobbler yanks out some
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copies of the Distorted Digital Erection 'Zine and prepares to finish him
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off when...
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"Look out!" yells Elminster. A gang of teen modem users has managed to get
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past security! They're in the ring! It's CHAOS!
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Nosferatu manages to roll away as Gatlin, Garet Jax, Jade, Devin Haddox, and
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various other teen modem users gang up on Gobbler! Gobbler manages to knock
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Devin Haddox unconscious almost immediately with some common sense, but this
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attack is costly. The teens begin to batter AG with various petty &
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pointless messages. As the teens hold AG down, Graendal begins slaming AG
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in the head with buffers of various TCC teleconferences!
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"God! It's so stupid! So pointless! I can't take it!" cries AG.
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Gobbler looks around for help from his team mate Elminster. Where is Elmmy?!?
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On the floor, at one of the ring corners, Elminster is holding off a group
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of local porno BBS sysops! Seeing lax security, several of the sysops and
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their perverted users have decided to take the opportunity to rape Virgin
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Sacrifice! By combining their superior intellects, Elmmy and Sacrifice have
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managed to protect themselves from the perversion!
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"Aw, c'mon honey!" drools the Nymph at Night sysop. "You KNOW you want it!
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I KNOW you do! All girls want it! I watch Playboy channel all the time!
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I bet you like it in the ass, doncha baby!"
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After putting on a pair of surgical gloves and a mask, Elminster grabs the
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perverted sysop and crushes him with a copy of his 1987 BBS, House of the
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Rising Sun.
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"Bulletin Boards weren't created so you could beat off and harass women!"
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shouts Elminster. "Get lives, you sick pieces of human debris!"
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In the ring, Amphetamine Gobbler is in trouble. Despite his superior
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modeming skills and experience, it's impossible for him to win against so
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many opponents. Referee Dennis Haddox makes no move to stop the beating,
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having been made the target of some of AG's unfortunatly truthful BBS
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critiques.
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AG is losing consciousness. Nosferatu grabs AG by his hair and prepares to
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deliver the coup de grace ....
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"Hey! Guys!" comes a yell from the center asile. Who can it be! Yes! YES!
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It's the gang from the Necropolis! Tsunami, Duuk Tsarith, Jerith, Malignant
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Boner, Azathoth, Buckwheat, and several others.
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"Need some help?" yells Tsunami, knocking one of the perverted modem users
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cold with a copy of an Internet underground band listing. Azathoth wades in
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by slugging several teen users with copies of his 'Theology of Gog' text
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files. Jerith jumps into the ring and tries to shield AG with a copy of the
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Virtual Underdark ... a BBS where people actually talk about thinks
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worthwhile! Most of the teens are unable to assult AG further through this
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powerful shield.
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One of the porno sysops manages to sneak behind Virgin Sacrifice and grabs
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her ass. "Ohhh ... what a sweet little girl!" yammers the scum of the earth.
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The disgusting modem creature reaches out to fondle VS's breasts when ...
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VRRRROOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!! The sound of an engine in bad need of repair rips
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through the arena! People scream as an old red Mustang roars down a side
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asile, screaching to a stop only after collecting several porno loving modem
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users under its front tires. The car's door opens ... and .. it's Radio
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KAOS sysop JIAN THE MYSTIC!
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"Hey, guys! Lets kick some ASS!" yells the enthuastic KAOS sysop, making an
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MWF come back. Quickly, Jian slams two teen modem users over the head with a
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pair of Cleleland Cavalier tickets. Next, Jian swats a porno BBS sysop aside
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with a loaf of fresh bread.
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"Hey Boo! Get 'em boy!" yells Jian. Suddenly, an angry white dog leaps from
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the back seat of Jian's car! That dog looks mean enough to be on a double
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dose of Ex-Lax! Spoting a perverted modem user in a corner wacking off, the
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dog immediately leaps at him ... biting him in the, well, ... a scream of
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pain and terror echos through the arena.
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Despite the newly arrived aid from sysop Jian and the old Necropolis BBS
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crew, things are at a standstill. The Necro gang has more experience, but
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the teen users have numbers. Thankfully, the porno users (who are a
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minority) are just inept and therefore not much of a threat.
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"Ryan! There's only one way to end this!" yells Elminster to Amphetamine
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Gobbler. "Unleash the secret weapon!" Quickly, Elmmy grabs a small portable
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computer from his coat and throws it to Gobbler. Gobbler opens the computer,
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turns on the cellular phone, and dials a number ...
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Suddenly, a bright white light explodes from the computer! What can this be?
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It's ... IT'S ... it's AG's new BBS!
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It's the Seinsfrage BBS!!!!!!
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The crowd is in shock! Most have never seen a BBS this good! The message
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bases! Internet! A HUGE text file library! A BBS program NO ONE ELSE uses!
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It's original. It's innovative. It's more than most users can stand!
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Some of the teen modem users stare at the screen in awe, unable to look away.
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Others grab at their temples and scream in agony... unable to comprehend the
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new BBS system due to their lack of intelligence. Still others run away,
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prefering to retreat back to their worlds of pornography and chat sex.
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Only a handful of people are left in the arena now. AG, with help from
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Elminster and Virgin Sacrifice, staggers to the ring microphone.
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"For months, I've tried to tell you what is wrong with this modem community!
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No creativity! No innovation! No fucking PRIDE! But, oh no. I'm 'whining.'
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'Things are fine just the way they are!' and 'There's no such thing as
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elite!'. Well, guess what? I'm done talking. Now, it's time for ACTION!
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My latest BBS is now online! Now, get ready for some REAL telecom, you
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pathetic little brats! This sorry excuse for a modem community will never
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know what hit it!" screams AG.
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The crowd errupts into cheers! And, hey .. there are a few new faces! Some
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new modem users have managed to stick around and understand what this new
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wave in local telecom is all about! Perhaps there's hope yet.
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Veteran modem user Buckwheat brings out some Killians Red, and an
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impromptu party begins!
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Current MWF Statistics:
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MWF World Champion: - OPEN -
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MWF Tag-Team Champions: AG & Elmmy
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** Special thanks to one time modem user, four time MWF World Champion, and
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sysop of the Crystal Palace BBS, The Prophet. Proph (Shane) was the
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originator of the Modem Wrestling Federation back in the early 80's. **
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`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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Hallucinatory Oyster Burrito
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An AUFHEBEN Production! support: tyrant: numbah:
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"Why, I don't know much of The Seinsfrage .. HOB WHQ!.. 216.966.7453
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anything!" -Eraserhead Radio KAOS ... Moonshadow .. 216.830.4657
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_Submission Policy_: Hallucinatory Oyster Burrito is into subs!
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If you write something - anything - send it to us and we'll get it
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to press. For contacting HOB, see below.
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Want to be a support board for HOB? Download ALL the HOB's and DDE's
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create a file sig on your board, and let me know. Your BBS will
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be listed. TO CONTACT US: Call the WHQ (The Seinsfrage) or you
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can send e-mail to: amphgobb@frage.aldhfn.org
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`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
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-eof-
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