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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 24 OCT 85 *********************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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4 ************************************************************
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5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
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8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
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9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
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10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
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11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
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12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
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14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
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15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
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16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
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17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
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18 *****************************************************************
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19
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20 L'homme: The Advent business has slacked off, seems that once they got their
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21 disks, that was the end of it. Haven't sold one in almost two weeks now.
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22 El zipo on the Compuserve, Last I looked, there has been only one access, and
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23 that was it. Oh well.... At least it is selling else where. Still need to
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24 get that rewritten contract over to you as well. By the way no one, I repeat,
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25 no one has sent in any money as a result of the ADV prgs. Nothing but a bunch
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26 of heartless selfserving jerks out there eh? Oh well, at least they're getting
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27 around, you may not get rich, but at least you'll be famous (well, we can hope
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28 can't we?)
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29
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30 :-)Well, all I can say is "at the top"! Max...(-:
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31 #$#$#$#$yes, but I can say "second from the top", which you can't (gotta
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32 salvage something, don't i?)#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
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33 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\12
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34 James kept as still and quiet as he could. But it was hard. For almost ten minutes he had been standing while
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35 Tariya mumbled some subaudible gobbledygook that did nothing as far as he could tell. He would give her her chance,
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36 though, and wait until she gave up.
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37 The magnified light of Rigel flooded the chamber. It had taken his eyes several minutes to get used to it. That
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38 made him miss it all the more when it was extinguished. He tried not to jump and wait for his vision to
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39 readjust.
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40 When it did, he saw that it was not totally dark. Rather, the twenty mile dome of air had suddenly become a
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41 stormzone. Through the transparent walls he saw deep blue and purple clouds boiling around the Palace. They were
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42 occasionally highlighted by a flash of red or yellow. The whole chamber seemed to slowly rotate underneath them,
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43 making him slightly nauseous. The Palace must have just shifted out of the universe.
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44 Tariya had things in control, but just barely. Like just about everything else she had done since leaving Kadan,
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45 this was a first. She had never been within fifty parsecs of this place before, and now she was attempting to do
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46 something that should only have been tried by the most wizened and experienced conjurers, and even then with strict
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47 supervision from their fellows.
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48 She felt the Palace's connections to all points in the Real Universe. She felt the power flowing through them, and
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49 through her. It was intoxicating. Tenatively, she let her mind reach out to those points, searching for the
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50 adventurers. Her mind touched the lifeforce of the young man standing behind her. It was surprisingly weak, and slowly
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51 ebbing. A chill touched her heart but she steered her concentration back to the matter at hand. Then she found
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52 them.
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53 And lost them almost immediately. Something was wrong. The cosmic forces suddenly shifted. Totally unprepared, she
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54 could only go along with them. Her control was slipping. The Palace began to slowly drift from its dimensional
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55 location. She had no idea what kind of hell might break loose if she lost control now. More power was needed to hold
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56 it in place, but she had none available. The Palace began to drift faster.
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57 She had one alternative left. A very powerful source, one that all humans carried within them. To tap this source
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58 was forbidden, but if she didn't do something fast, they were doomed. She had no choice.
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59 Her strength augmented considerably, she began to maneuver the Palace back to its proper location. Howver, she had
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60 to ignore her original spell while she did. This was a mistake. Supercharged with the power of the cosmos, the spell
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61 could, and did, go out of control. Almost malevolently, it reared back upon itself and struck the two travellers with
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62 all its might.
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63 When James regained conciousness, he noticed two things. First, they were inside what looked like a bubble. It was
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64 about twenty feet across and the walls glowed softly. The second was that Tariya was holding on to him tightly and
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65 sobbing. It didn't take the I.Q. of a genious to see something had gone wrong.
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66 He grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her, trying to break though her terror. "What is it? What happened? Where
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67 the hell are we?"
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68 She finally managed to get her voice under control enough to be understood. "It... it went bad. I lost control.
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69 The... the spell backfired. I'm sorry, so sorry..." she broke off, sobbing again.
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70 James was not a very nice person even under normal circumstances. He was also scared. "You said you knew what you
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71 were doing! Dammit! Where ARE we?!" After several more moments of her hysterics, he drew back and slapped her
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72 hard.
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73 Although his actions were debatable at best, he had succeeded in calming her down almost instantly. A thin trickle
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74 of blood ran from a corner of her mouth. In a dead voice, she told him, "Where are we? We're in a prison. The walls
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75 are formed from the energies of the universe, and there is no way to break them!"
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76 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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77
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78 &^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&
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79 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[
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80
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81 To: THEMNAX
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82 From: RHD inc.
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83 I am having trouble getting on to aloha and messenger... line static, bad feed
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84 back, and freeze up. Call me at 775-xxxx, ask for RHD inc. or GZ. Looking
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85 forward to hearing from you.
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86 ******** ******** ********* ************ ****** ******** ***** *****
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87 To: ALL
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88 From: RHD inc.
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89 The Editor of HORIZON MAGAZINE, a C=64 magazine, ask me to let you writers
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90 of BWBBS know that he is looking for fiction (computer only), and non- fiction
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91 (computer only) writers. He pays better then some of the slicks, $20 a printed
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92 page, compared to .03 per word at most others, and you get published in a
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93 national magazine. Contact:
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94 MIKE HENRY Portland OR 97206 503-236-xxxx
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95 ************* ************* **************** ********* *
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96
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97 To: All
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98 From: RHD inc.
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99 My wolf bitch threw me a batch of PUPS.
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100 I will have seven males and four bitches for sale in about 4 weeks.
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101 They will sell for $50 dollars to $75.
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102 The mother is full russian wolf, of the timber breed. The father is 1/4 wolf
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103 1/4 husky, and 1/2 Lab. Well, I have wasted enough time and disk space on
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104 advertizing... If interested call me at 775-xxxx. Thanks for your time.
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105
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106 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]***RHD inc.***]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
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107 (((*)))
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108 i'm in a box and i feel caged in. i awake each day only to trek to this
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109 box. i really try to make the box a nice place. i even try to get to the
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110 box in plenty of time, but i guess i'm not trying hard enough...
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111 work. watch. wait. pace.
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112 get ready to work again, then climb the walls in the frustration of
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113 boredom 'til the work comes 'round again...
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114 if working the box wasn't the only thing i know how to do, i swear i'd
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115 break out of this cage once and for all!
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116 but i don't know any better, so i remain. placidly, i'm the good little
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117 worker the owner only wishes he had -- he doesn't know. but i've never
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118 seen the owner, just an odd picture of him on an obscure magazine i happen
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119 to read. yes, i remain. and i take the stark issuance of blind,
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120 incongruous regulations... ones that restrict me while covering for
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121 somebody elses tail, not mine. i know how to do what i am here for, but
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122 that's not what they think. so they restrict my actions further, not
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123 knowing that they may be in fact killing me.
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124 i used to think i would die for my job, now i only wonder.
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125 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
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126 (having missed too much, i continue blindly.)
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127 the union of two minds had been almost too much for either of them to
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128 withstand. much is accomplished in an almost negligant amount of time
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129 when the unharnessed forces are unleashed at one another at what is such
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130 a staggering rate. a mind, a life, an entire existance is opened for the
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131 other to witness. emotions shade every rememberance... all the rage,
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132 all the pride, the envy, the happiness, and the embarassment.
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133 if expected, these things would be under control, restrained. in this
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134 case nothing had been intended and all mental barrieres had been cast
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135 aside. in an unconscious will to recouperate from harm, sleep is welcome.
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136 and with the threshold of sleep, the defenses escape.
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137 unwanted, two lives mingled to become, for a split-second, one. with the
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138 combination of these mirror-image life forces, a complete life has been
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139 made. from one has come the initialization process of life, and from the
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140 other, the knowledge of what is to come (or has come) to mark the final
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141 days of ones existance. in one being there was now the alpha and the
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142 omega combined. the potential of such a being could be limitless.
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143 but such potential is never allowed to remain, no matter what the flow
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144 or the course of entropy. delicate threads snap, unable to keep the union.
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145 "and that is how my life shall end?" came the muttered words as i relaxed
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146 from having been ousted of the connection. i sat bewildered beside my
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147 companion wondering what had happened. sleepy eyes returned my gaze with
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148 questions of their own. i was not the inly one confused.
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149 "and there are such people that i shall meet in a lifetime?" came the
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150 whisper from zeb's lips. "but so few have i seen since i have died..."
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151 "so many people, and more," i said as i lightly shook my head in an
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152 attempt to clear the thoughts in my mind. "but your life has ended so
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153 quickly? beside the point thouhg, is that truly how you came to be on
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154 that void expanse?"
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155 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
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156 (i've almost thought of the way, but still foggy about it.)
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157 now that the terminal is working properly again, i've been able to
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158 return. i can't help but feel that i've been a hinderance in the advance-
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159 ment of this adventure. this is the forst time in since my last entry
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160 that i've been able to see what is here. the days passed, and only the
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161 memory of what should be happening has filled my mind. too many days have
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162 passed and now i feel at a complete loss.
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163 blistered, sleepless and drained, i go now in an attempt to return...
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164 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& the scarlet lion &&&&&&&
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165
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166 RHD - if you will read the first few lines of each disk, you will note that this
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167 board is BWMS (Back Water Message System), not BWBBS. Please try not to
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168 confuse the unaware.
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169
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170 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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171 ...a dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverence and to turn around three times
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172 before lying down..."
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173 - Robert Benchley
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176 ...When you've got a thing to say,
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177 Say it! Don't take half a day.
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178 When your tale's got little in it,
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179 Crowd the whole thing in a minute!
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180 Life is short- a fleeting vapor-
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181 Don't you fill the whole blamed paper
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182 With a tale which, at a pinch,
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183 Could be cornered in an inch!
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184 Boil her down until she simmers,
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185 Polish her until she glimmers.
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186 And I would definitely be lyin'
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187 If I said this wasn't for the Lion...
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188
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190
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191 ma 82
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192 00000000000000000000000000000TB0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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193 As the shadowy figures moved ever more rfrantically toward the bouncing light of
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194 the dying flames, the Bear pulled his sword close to him. He curled his legs
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195 slowly underneath him, every muscle tensed. His slitted eyes gleamed with
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196 intensity as he gazed out upon the darkness.
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197 The shadows gre w closer, shapes could be distinguished. There! The Bear could
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198 make out a form... a figure of a beast-man... his brain searched for the name...
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199 he had researched this planet's inhabitants before arriving...
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200
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201 That was it! Bogjugs! They travelled in groups, overwhelming lone wanderers,
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202 making up in numbers what they lacked in skill. The Bear knew his only escape was
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203 back through the cave. His legs tensed, his muscles bulged against the fabric
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204 of his clothing.
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205 As he leaped toward the opening, the Bogjugs poured toward the flames. Their
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206 open mouths screamed in a hideous shriek of death and despair. Their eyes shown
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207 with the fire of destruction, saliva drooled from their lips with the thoughts
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208 of a meaty Bear to eat. But where there had been a sleeping figure just seconds
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209 before, was only the warm patch of sodden moss. The Bear was nowhere to be
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210 found. The Bogjugs looked toward the cave... the hole in the rock which loomed
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211 so ominiously before them. If it were
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212 possible, they issued a collective
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213 shudder and backed away as a group.
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214 Even Bogjugs would not venture into the cave. They cursed their luck, as
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215 they knew that creure would never return alive.
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216
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217 00000000000000000000000 THE BEAR 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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218 *^%)$#*^_)$*^#_)@*^_)!$*^!+_*^+_!#$*^_)*&!#_&*!_)&+!$*&_)$%*&!+*&!)+_%*&_)&!&
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219 Mikey:Boo hoo! No money rolling in! What about all those promises from people
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220 down south? I am shocked! How could they take advantage like that? Ah, life
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221 in the big cruel city. The Compuserve downloads are over 200 I believe. Oh
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222 well, it was fun while it lasted... Tee hee.
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223 *%)_@*%_#@)*%#$_)^#)!+_^*#!_)*^_ L'homme sans Parity *%#@)_%#*%_)#!*%_)!*%_!*
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224 :)Quite a share of exceedingly admirable transcriptions on this disk.(:
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225 ?/\?
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226 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\realmarker\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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227 _>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>
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228 NEOHAMA
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229 _>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>
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230 My Stairs.
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231
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232 Suonds like a great story huh? My stairs. But wait, these are no ordinary
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233 stairs. Just listen (read) this.....
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234
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235 My stairs take more abuse then a teenager at Lincoln high. Every day they
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236 are walked on about 50 times. People go up and down, up and down and all over.
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237 I bet those stairs are terribly sore by now! But that's not the worst of it..
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238 Books, toys, and papers are left there for somebody to take up which requires
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239 somebody to walk up again. And every
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240 Saturday they are vacuumed. Boy! that must be greeat.
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241 They moan, they groan in protest but no! people dont listen to that! It must
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242 be maddening to have this go on and nobody even notice!
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243 Now I ask you... Is this fair? Is this right?!
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244 s
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255 ...
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257 NEOHAMA
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258 _>_>_>__>__>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>
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259 ^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"
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260 Neo: NO.
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261
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262 Here's summore story ta read:
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263
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264 With a small, bored frown on her
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265 face, Rasoi looked to the Gladinoids,
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266 who were now controlling the small
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267 hover-craft.
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268 Po seemed to soak in everything around him... Although the Gladinoids
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269 weren't too well know for perceptiveness, Po was different... He looked at the
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270 sky, and said in a low -toned voice," What was it like?" Rasoi and Mia looked
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271 at him, as a person looks at someone who is having an epileptic seizure.
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272 "wWhat?" Rasoi asked. Po looked down, and looking sad and tired, asked,"What was
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273 it like? I mean, what was the Earth like?" All this time, Po thought athat
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274 she was from Earth. It made a tear form in her eye, as she didn't know how he
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275 felt about this. "I...I don't know. I wish I had been there before the
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276 holocaust. From what I hear, it was Paradise." She said, and decided she would
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277 sit down.
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278 "Approaching headquarters."said Mia. This broke the emotional draft in the
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279 room.
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280 As they hovered up to the door, a huge gate started to open slowly. As its
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281 mighty bulk went up, Rasoi said, "Y'know, I've never seen it from up here."
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282 Their attention was immediately drawn away from the gate though, as sixteen
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283 soldiers approached the craft with large cannon blasters. "Uh-Oh" she said.
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284 She walked out, with a terrified grin on her face, hoping to pry out of
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285 the situation with on of her infamous explainations. "I have a perfectly good
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286 explaination for this..." The soldier in the back took off his helmet, and
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287 *BEHOLD* Commander Andonox! "SHUT UP." he said, in a low, angry voice. She
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288 looked at him with a shocked look."I told you it was a LOOONG story!". He
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289 walked up to her, infuriated..."WHAT DID I JUST SAY TO YOU?!?"he asked
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290 i a ridiculously demanding tone.
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291 ^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"
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292 The Digitalian
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293 ^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"
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294 ++++++++++++++++++l+u++r+++k++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch +++
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295 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
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296 The vesloc interrupted my thought. "Compilation of data complete. Summary
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297 on standby. Sensors in local mode to conserve energy. Awaiting instructions."
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298 I decided veslocs, on the whole, were too verbose. "Begin report."
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299 The vesloc proceeded to detail the factors that controlled unspatial travel,
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300 finally saying something about "non-standard energy dispersion pattern may
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301 have unknown effects on ethereal stability" and "equations derived are similiar
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302 to actions of gravitons under gravitic drive influence". Which meant, I think,
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303 that in addition to moving sideways, something was pushing me up. Or in some
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304 other 'direction'.
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305 I told Eric to shut up, and I crossed the footbridge. The group of buildings
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306 I had seen from afar were in actuality only two, but one was much larger than
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307 the other. The smaller one appeared to be a stables. The other....
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308 Wait a minite.
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309 That building very closely resembled that 'Inn' I had left days before.
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310 Something very strange was going on. This definitely WASN'T Dihlator. "Eric?"
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311 "Ready for processing, Bert."
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312 "State spatial coordinates of this place."
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313 "Approximate coordinates: Alpha fifty-six Rho eleven."
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314 Great Space! Here again!
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315 %%%%%%%%%%% rebalsa %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% 10/25/85
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316
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317 rebalsa: When the Inn is the center, things just keep gravitatin' to it...
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318 Enjoying your words ( and DESTROYER'S, and Trainor & Co, ...)
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319 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>...!psu-cs!nelsons<><><><><>
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320 (((*)))(((*)))((( lurk )))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple )))
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321 gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg
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322 you don't want to hurt me
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323 but see how deep the bullet lies
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324 gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg
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325 *%#)%*!_)%*!_)*)_!#(%+!)(%_)!#*%)_#!*%)_#*^)_#&*_)#*&)_#*&_)!#(&_)!#&)_%*&)_%&(!_)&$%_)&($_)&(!)_&(_%&(_$&(_@$&(@&()@
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326 !psu-cs!nelsons: Thanks again for your help. Perhaps now I can really go to town. Last night I worked up some semi-
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327 fancy shaded polygons that should give a good demo of the features of the program. Let's hope everything wasn't a
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328 fluke. By the way, the machine went down last night. Weekly backups?
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329 stomp stomp: Now who was it here that was saying ZZTOP RULES was a waste of space?
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330 Leonard: Missed your call last week. Please try again. Thank you som much.
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331 Mikey: I also have those extra disks to return to you. I will make all efforts to drop by USD next week.
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332 *%(@#*%@#(_)*%_)!*%!)_*%)_+!*%)!#*%)_!*!%_)*! L'homme sans Parity *%)_@#*%_@)*%_)!*%_@)#*)_&*_)&*!)_*&_)@$&*$)@_&*$@_)
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333 dbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdb
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334 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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335 ANOTHER new modem, always a new one. Hopefully this time it won't turn out
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336 to be a lemon. Autodial, Autodial...
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337 Max: As it turns out, there's a Software Unlimited in Milwaukie...
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338 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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339 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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340
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341 The Bear gazed from the shadows of the cavern out to the milling figures of
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342 the frustrated Bogjugs. He kept his sword underneath one arm, lest the shine
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343 from its deep light give him away. He pondered the idea of attacking them...
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344 there seemed to be roughly two dozen, and with some surprise he knew he could
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345 cut down at least half of them before they could gather their wits... but he
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346 decided the best course of action at this point was to proceed into the cave;
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347 sleep or no.
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348 He turned his back on the entrance and walked carefully down into the tunnel,
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349 his sword held out before him to shed its dim glow in the darkness. With the
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350 night outside, the cave was darker than he imagined possible. The faint light
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351 from his sword cast eerie shadows around him, but he could see no more than a
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352 foot or two in any direction.
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353
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354 The air turned musty as he wandered deeper and deeper into the blackness.
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355 The only sound save his footsteps were the occasional drip-drips of moisture
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356 from the ceiling above. He could not determine its heighth.
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357
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358 The damp smell grew even more foul as he wandered in. The walls of the cave
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359 were now hidden from sight. He was a small, lonesome light in a black world
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360 that was lost to his senses. But the echos of his footsteps told him that the
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361 cave was growing larger, that he must
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362 now be in a large cavern of some sort. In the distance, he could now hear the
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363 faint but steady sound of water... moving slowly, but moving, as in a stream,
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364 nonetheless.
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365
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366 With his sword held out before him, he proceeded toward the sound, unaware
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367 of the great danger that lay before him. The stench that permeated his nostrils
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368 was tossed off as the musty smell of an ever-unlit darkness. But in the back of
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369 Bear's mind, he knew that it had to be much more than that...
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370
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371 00000000000000000000000 THE BEAR 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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372 ############################
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373 It cll started on May 12, 19;2 when the Soviet Union announced, "The
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374 ##################THE#COSBY#KID###########################################
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375
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376 It all started on May 12, 1992 when the Soviet Union announced, "The
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377 U.S. must surrender unconditionally or two-thirds of the populaton of the
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378 U.S. will be eliminated". The reason all this could happen I am about to tell
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379 you. It all started when Reagan started the "Star Wars plan"; at first the
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380 idea was to build a satellite to defend our country from incoming nuclear
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381 missiles the Soviets have fired at us for some reason. The plan was to equip
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382 a satellite with a lazor type weapon that would be able to knock down the
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383 Soviet ICBM's. This plan worked so good that the U.S. government decided to
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384 go one step farther, this was to create a satellite with lazar capabilities
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385 so powerful that they could destroy intire cities in a fraction of a second
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386 thus making nuclear war obsolete. The biggest abvantage to this type of
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387 warfare si that it does not produce radiation, so there would be no reason
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388 to hesitate on using this weapon, because all we would be doing is destroying
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389 a city. There would be no nuclear fall out, no radiation sickness and no
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390 contamination of food or water. In 1988 when Reagan left office this project
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391 was not complete, the satellite was just transported to it's correct orbit
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392 by the new space shuttle SESPP. It was a successful launch but the satellite
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393 wasn't finished, by 1989 there was suppose to be a space station finished to
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394 construct the rest of this satellite.
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395 Reagan left office and a man of the Democratic party was elected to
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396 Presiddeticy, his name was Borgmen he seamed to have a proper prospective on
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397 politics at the time of the election. He was a typical candidate. He promised
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398 many things as did every Presidential candidate that preceded him, but like
|
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399 most, would never be able to fulfill them for one reason or another.
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400 After he was elected the nation found out that he was a Green Pease
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401 radical making Teddy Rosevelt seam conservative in his actions. The first
|
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402 thing that Borgmen did was to elininate all funds to all defense projects
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403 and asked the Soviet Union to voluntarily participate in a bilateral nuclear
|
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404 disarmament. It's obvious that Borgmen did not learn from the SALT pacs. Of
|
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405 coures the Soviets agree to do so.
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406 After Borgmen cut most of the defense budget and disposing of nearly
|
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407 every nuclear weapon the government had stocked piled sense the late 1950
|
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408 he wint on with his radical affairs. He had a national save the whales week,
|
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409 and set out to ban nuclear power plants. He also spoke out aginst Union
|
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410 Carbide which at this time their death count was estimated at 62,000 from
|
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411 an occasional leak here and there, the officials always claiming, "A freak
|
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412 accident could never happen again".
|
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413 Borgmen also introduced to Congress Rail-road spill guards costing
|
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414 86,000,000 dollars. The guards would catch any hazardous chemicals incase
|
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415 of derailment. Congress denied this sort of money for track spill guards,
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416 the House speaker commented "For that price we could also afford to put spill
|
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417 guards around every tree and fire-hydrent to catch any hazardous chemical
|
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418 spills from the dogs of this country."
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419 At this time air-travel has become so hazardous that the President
|
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420 wanted to inprove public awareness of the resks involved in flying. Airplane
|
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421 crashes were so common that on a nice day people would pic-nic near airports
|
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422 to witness the effects of a wind shear on incoming air-traffic. Signs were
|
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423 put up that said "FLY AT YOUR OWN RISK." and the small print saying; "IF PRAT
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424 & WHITNEY DOESN'T GET YOU YOUR LOCAL TARRIST WILL." One plan that Borgman
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425 thought of him self was to have all the tarrist voluntarily fill out a form
|
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426 that requested: the name of their group, the reason for hijacking the plain,
|
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427 how long you intend to hold hostages, and when are the deadlines to be met,
|
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428 and how many people that they actually plan to kill before they give up.
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429 Then once a day they would send up a plain full of convicts with this tarrist.
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430 The tarrist could go though his whole routine getting hundreds of hours of
|
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431 TV coverage and make his point. Borgman blames the failure of his plan on the
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432 lack of cooperation of the airports and kmajor airlines.
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433 At this time the Soviets have captured our unfinished satellite. They
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434 finished it and aimed it at us. The Soviet Union announced, "The U.S. must
|
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435 surrender unconditionally or two-thirds of the population of the U.S. will
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436 be eliminated".
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437
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438 ##########################################################################
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439 My God... you just covered ten years of history with half this disc space!
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440 Not to criticize harshly, but shouldn't a short story (on a BBS a short short
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441 *short* story!) be a little more
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442 exciting or interesting rather than a long discertation like some history
|
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443 lesson? If you're going to make a point about politics, or some farcical thing,
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444 just take one subject and dwell on that, not a whole damn newspaper headline
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445 review of the next ten years!
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446
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447 Again, don't mean to sound harsh, but take a hard look at what was written and
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448 see if you couldn't have pared it down about 40 lines... and been more inter-
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449 esting to boot!
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450
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451 As some wise sage wrote to a friend of his in a three page letter:"Sorry this
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452 letter is so long but I didn't have time to write a short one!"
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453
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454 Keep 'er hummin!
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455 -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+
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456 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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457 The sound of the stream grew closer as Bear walked slowly forward, all senses
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458 at the ready. He strained to see through the murky darkness ahead, but could
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459 see only the complete pitch black of
|
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460 his darkest nightmares. The unbearable smell of the worst kind of death and
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461 despair nearly overwhelmed him. He slowed his pace and held his sword out high
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462 above him to shed more light on the surroundings.
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463
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464 Just a few feet in front of him suddenly loomed a dark object. Startled that
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465 something could overtake him so quickly, he stopped, gasping in air, muscles tensed for
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466 battle, sword at the ready. But the object did not move. It stayed on the outer
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467 edge of the faint glow of his sword, nearly blending with the shadows, but
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468 with enough definition of line to make it distinct from the other blackness.
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469
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470 The Bear strode forward quietly, every muscle in his body tensed, every nerve
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471 straining for further data. He held the sword closer to the object... he could just barely
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472 make out what it was.
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473
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474 A sign! A bit tattered, tilted just the slightest bit. But a wooden sign indeed.
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475 The Bear laughed to himself, almost out loud... but with unknown danger all
|
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476 about he dared not utter a sound.
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477
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478 He bent over, sword touching the sign, to read it. Part of the left side had
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479 crumbled away, but there, etched deeply, and with more than a bit of crudeness,
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480 were readable letters. The Bear took them one by one:
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481 ...OLL BRIDGE
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482
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483 Ah! This was once a toll bridge! He thought. He looked around, into the darkness,
|
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484 casually wondering if there were indeed any toll takers around. He chuckled
|
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485 lightly, realizing the sign must have been used during another age, and proceeded
|
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486 forward. Almost immediately, his feet hit wooden boards, and beneath him was
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487 the quiet rushing of a meandering stream. He could smell the water, but the
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488 stink of death permeated even deeper.
|
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489 He walked quietly over the bridge, sword in hand.
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490
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491 Suddenly a loud splash! And then another! And a growl! The bridge began shaking,
|
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492 as if a giant was on the other end, jiggling it with delight. The Bear stumbled,
|
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493 and put one hand one the boards to steady himself. The growling turned into a
|
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494 roar... his ears could barely take it. In the darkness a dark shape... no, three! Three
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495 distince shapes grew above the stream, and dwarfed the Bear standing alone on
|
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496 the bridge....
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497
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498 00000000000000000000000000 THE BEAR 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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499 dbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdb
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500 lemme guess - a tRoll bridge, right?
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501 (((*)))
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502 ____________________________________
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503 ggggg: no shot intended especially
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504 nothing to hurt. Maybe it would be
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505 easiest for you if we let it sit
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506 in the background and not worried
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507 about it anymore. Sorry
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508 --------------------------just me---
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509 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
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510 I spent several minutes, then, sucking on that little tube and thinking about
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511 what had happened. I went one point at a time:
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512 One. By a supposed freak accident, I had managed to get here the first time.
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513 Two. The place did not exist where it was supposed to exist.
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514 Three. Something had drawn me here once again, beyond all likely coincidence
|
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515 (when was the last time YOU calculated the odds of randomly appearing twice
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516 in the same place in the galaxy?).
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517 My first hypothesis, then, ran something to the effect that someone wanted me
|
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518 here, someone who possessed the knowledge about the grey IC that I lacked.
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519 Who? The only possible solution I could think of was that Doctor fellow, the
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520 one who had given me the stabilizer circuit in the first place.
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521 Well, then, the only thing to do was find him again, I thought.
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522 I opened the intake panel on Eric and shoved the empty Nutri-pudding tube into
|
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523 it, where is disappeared with a flash of light into the disintergration
|
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524 chamber. That ought to hold him for awhile, I thought.
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525 I began walking toward the Inn, with more purpose than I had started with.
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526 Hopefully he hadn't gone anywhere in the last six days. If he had, then my
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527 problem quadrupled. I tried not to think about that as I pulled open the heavy
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528 oak door.
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529 %%%%%%%% rebalsa %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% 10/27/85
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530 **************************************************************************
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531 THE BEAR:
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532 Kudos to you and your accomplishment.
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533 Just be careful how you use 'permeated.'
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535 At the Annual Competition held on the 4th October, 1896 under the
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536 auspices of the Syndicat des Dactylographs de Belgique, at Brussels,
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537 Mons. Campion won the first prize for speed, using a Williams Type-
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538 writer. All the leading machines were used. Mlle Berger won the 4th
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539 prize for speed on the Williams. For best work the 1st, 2d, and 3d
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540 prize were also won on the Williams machine.
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542 WILLIAMS TYPEWRITER Proved superior - Visible writing-Direct Inking
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544 French Toast
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545 _________________________________________________________________________
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546
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547 HELLO--I'm a new user. How do I use this system? Lynne Lowe 659-xxxx
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548 xt
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549 ++++still no mail?+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch ++
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550 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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551 French Toast: Where can I get one of these wondrous machines? Obviously,
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552 I should keep up with the latest advances in technology. Do you have
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553 the address for Williams Typewriter? Thanx...
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554 L'homme: Yeah, the machine is down Friday eve's for file system backups. Good
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555 luck with those pix. I'm anxious to see a finished product...
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556 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>...!reed!psu-cs!nelsons<><><>
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557 a new bbs at 252xxxx for ibm, c-64, c-128 and trs-80's has just opened up
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558 call it
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560 /s
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561
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562 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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563 Lynne Lowe: I don't know if giving out your number on this board is such a
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564 good idea, given the kind of element that has been here lately. Oh, well,
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565 what's done is done. To figure out how to use this thing, type 'HELP' at
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566 the ready prompt and a little careful reading should give you all you need
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567 to know. I'd be glad to answr specific questions, though.
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568 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\justme\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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569 gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg
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570 the writer stares with glassy eyes --
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571 defies the empty page,
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572 his beard is white, his face is lined
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573 and streaked with tears of rage.
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574
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thirty years ago, how the words would flow
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575 with passion and precision,
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576 but now his mind is dark and dulled
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577 by sickness and indecision.
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578
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579 where the sun will rise no more...
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580 gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg
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581
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582 /=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/
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583 Music? Do I hear music? Good stuff, but darned if I can remember where I
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584 have heard those words last..... Hmm.....
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585 Now where *did* my spectacles stray off to this time?
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586 Piner.
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587 /=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/
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589 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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590 S.L. -- Don't worry about being the holdup on the adventure. I'm not
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591 too faithful about advancing every day, either. I don't have an entry
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592 ready for today, for example. Let's just keep moving along as best we can,
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593 and work our way through it -- or if we want to abandon the story, we
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594 might do that by mutual consent. We could draw back from the Tayree/zebv
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595 (ch zebv/zeb) sub-plot and stay in the Pell-Mell; it looks like some action
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596 could be building up there...
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597 All -- just an observation: did you ever think just how much it must gall
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598 those who (after flunking their IQ tests) attempt to trash this board?
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599 It must take a lot of time to fill up 100 lines of trash -- and the software
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600 is chiseled into EPROM... The worst they can do is increase the clutter,
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601 I've never seen BW out of action from these twits; some of the other boards
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602 haven't been so lucky.
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603 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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604 Shhh! The best thing you can do is talk about these dopes. They want the
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605 attention thats all. So everyone just be quiet about them, they'll have their
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606 destructive "fun" and then get bored
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607 by it all...
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608
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609 -+--+-+-+-+-+-+----+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+
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610 Thanks for the kind word from the ******** border.
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611 I used permeated as an attempt to enforce the idea that the smell was even more
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612 than that... if it were possible, to
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613 even penetrate through one's pores. However, one has to admit that pounding on
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614 a keyboard with thoughts of tieing up the modem while others want to get on
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615 keep the best words from always flowing
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616 out...
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617
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618 Anyway, glad you like the work!
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620 000000000000000 TB 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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622 AND WE ARE VERY CLOSE>>>>>>>>>>>>
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624 TO
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629 *********** bottom ! **************
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