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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
2 ************************* INSTALLED: 8 FEB 86 ***********************
3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
4 ************************************************************
5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
18 *****************************************************************
19
20 Popping In: Ah yes, I should have known something like that would have
21 happened sooner or later. Since the pseudo-Popping In hasn't logged on
22 for a month, I've decided to clean up the user roster a little. You
23 might try again.
24
25 Oh yes, At the Top!
26 Dr. Frankenstupe
27 +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_
28
29 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\41
30 Rejek's son Exis was about Tariya's age but lame in one leg, requiring him to wear a brace. This was the only thing
31 that saved him from military conscription. Despite his handicap, he was a first-class mechanic and had beefed up his
32 T-47 far beyond original factory specs. He was also quite handsome. James kept glancing at Tariya nervously but she
33 showed little interest in Exis. In fact, she didn't have much interest in anything. Her eyes were hollow and empty.
34 Her whole world was falling apart and there was nothing she could do.
35 James tried to sound reassuring. "Don't worry. There's got to be some way out of this. We'll find it." She smiled
36 at him gratefully. She had never seen him despair or give up regardless of the situation. His strength went a long
37 ways towards bolstering hers. More and more she found herself attracted to him. When this was all over, one way or
38 another, she would tell him exactly how she felt.
39 She would have felt considerably different had she known what had been discussed in that room after she left. James
40 had agreed, of course, because that was the only way he could get a free ride. What the asked for, and what they were
41 going to get weren't necessarily the same thing, however.
42 Finally they were bundled in the T-47 and the small aircraft took off with a roar. Exis leveled off at seven
43 thousand feet and set a course for Shaikhur.
44 Forty minutes later he pointed down. "The warzone."
45 There was a haze from hundreds of small fires. A huge black streak had been cut across the land. Even from this
46 altitude the desolation was apparent. Forests had been burned, whole villages reduced to rubble. No fighting was
47 visible, just the afteraffects. Tariya stared down out the window, a single tear rolling down her cheek.
48 Exis pulled into a dive. "Need to avoid their scanners." James said nothing as he took them for a two hundred knot
49 roller coaster ride, hugging the terrain as close as he could. James had to admit, he was every bit as good as Rejek
50 said.
51 Sometimes good wasn't enough. James glanced back through the transparent canopy and saw five small spots in the
52 distance, closing fast. "Damn! We got company!"
53 Exis looked back and swore. He brought the ship down lower until the trees whipped by beneath them terrifyingly
54 fast and close. The fighters closed inexhorably. Finally they were close enough James could make out their insignia,
55 though he didn't recognize it. There were flashes of light from the nose of the foremost fighter and suddenly the ship
56 shuddered. Exis yelled, "We've been hit!"
57 The fighter let off a second burst and the canopy shattered. The scream of the wind drowned out the screams of the
58 passengers. Exis didn't scream, and James saw why. He was slumped forward, a large, bloody bullethole in the center of
59 his back. The nose suddenly aimed at the ground.
60 James pushed the body back and grabbed the stick. Why the hell couldn't this thing had been a Skymaster? He hadn't
61 the slightest idea how to fly a T-47. He pulled back on the yoke and brought the nose to the horizon. A cliff rushed
62 headlong towards them. He yanked the control back and they barely cleared it. Tariya was screaming something but he
63 ignored her.
64 There was water ahead, a lake or something. This was probably his best chance. He lowered the plane to the surface
65 and cut the power. The ship skipped once, twice, three times, smashing up huge rooster tails and jolting the occupants
66 painfully. The far shore was coming up fast. Way too fast.
67 The fighters shot overhead barely fifty feet above them. The ship smacked the water one last time and then they
68 were sailing over land again. They could only watch in horror as the ground rose up to meet them...
69 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
70 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
71 Dr. Frankenstupe: Thanks for the help. I believe you'll find my application
72 in your mailbox.
73 See you there.
74 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+ POPPING IN O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
75
76 ______________________________JD 2446470.3400______________________________
77 (((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple )))
78 Do you wanna be a star?
79 _--__--__--__--__--__--__--
80 While you sit at your VDTs
81 and argue for your beliefs
82 I stand outside
83 and hold my ground
84 for freedom of religion and speech.
85 - The Bhagwan -
86 __--__--__--__--__--__--__--
87 %*@#(%)*@#)_(%@*#_%@#&*_%^)#@*$^_#$&*^*#!)+_^&*!#^&*#_)$^&!#_)^&_)#*^_)!^*)_!#$^*+!#*^&_)&)_*^_!)#$^&)_*#)_+!&*!)+_*&&^%
88 Mikey: I think I sold another CPeMulator package for you. I'll fill you in on the details next week. I hope you can use
89 the new adventure disks. Perhaps this update will last for awhile. I have some re-uploading to
90 Compuserve do, so perhaps we will experience a sudden resurgence in AW interest. <Chuckle>. I thought the last PCS
91 social was very enjoyable. I think Marty's brother had a good time. He doesn't know anyone in town, but he wants to
92 change that. PCS is a good way to meet people. Thanks....
93 PorSFiS attenders: So how did it go today? I got trapped in a programming meeting and I couldn't break away. Bogarts
94 again?
95 $*#@)(_$*#@)_*%_)@#^*)@_^*)_@#$*^!_)# L'homme sans Parity %&*#@(%*_@#*%_*^_#*^+)*^_!#*^_#*&^_)*&_)*#!_&*!_&*_)#&*_!)#*^_
96 ?????????????????????????????????????
97 morrissey
98 the bagwan neaver stood for religon or f
99 freedum only using peopel to git rich
100 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Milchlurkingaroundtoday+++++++++++++
101 Spring
102 A woeful winter dank and grey of sky
103 Puddles reflecting street lights
104 And the miseries gather my soul
105 Into dreams
106 Of spring...
107 Tall buildings fingerlike grace the sky
108 In shades of fog
109 Gargoyles look down from on high
110 As ever present
111 As the rain
112 As my footsteps
113 As the echo
114 Of one person walking...
115 A flicker of memory
116 Weren't there Roses?
117 Wasn't there sunshine?
118 Was it but a dream?
119 Crocuses peeking at the Sun
120 From their earthen beds
121 The tinkeling laughter of children at play
122 Frisbees dotting the air red and blue
123 As life begins again
124 In spring
125 [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
126 \\\\\\\\\\\\this from a guy who threatened to nuke manhattan?\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\andamark\\\\\\\\\\\er\\\\\\\\\\\\\
127 ______________________________JD 2446470.9571______________________________
128 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
129 (Bard ... after all I DID leave the opening...)
130 The piper, although he gravitated towards low-technology realities, was
131 sufficiently familiar with the bard to be unsurprised at the sudden appearance
132 of his old friend. A glance through the slightly milky plastic of the rescue
133 bag assured him that the bard had retrieved his bagpipes, so the piper relaxed
134 for the trip back to the bard's vehicle. The opacity of the atmosphere and
135 the milkiness of the plastic kept him from a view of the bard's transportation
136 as the lock opened. A few moments later, stripping the shards of plastic
137 from the burst rescue bubble, the piper listened to the bard's explanation.
138 "Well, that explains my continued existence," the piper said slowly after
139 the bard had finished. "Now I suppose you'd like to know how I got into this
140 fix in the first place?"
141 At the bard's amused nod, the piper related how the inkeeper had disappeared
142 and he had hastened to follow the innkeeper. At the end of the tale, the
143 piper concluded sadly, "if he hasn't had some equally fortuitous circumstance,
144 he's probably pickled by now. I
145 would really rather try to rescue a living being than have to brave some of
146 the realities in which resurrection is possible..."
147 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
148 Delta V: Nice poem. M.W.
149 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
150 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
151 Just because I like to blow up things and kill bad guys does not mean I have
152 no sensitivity... [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
153 THIS IS A PRIME EXAMPLE OF WHAT IS KNOWN AS A DOUBLE NEGATIVE.
154 NEVER USE A SENTENCE THAT HAS TWO NEGATIVES SUCH AS:
155 DOES *NOT* MEAN I HAVE *NO* SENSITIVITY. IT ONLY SERVES TO CONFUSE THE READER.
156 ALL CRITICISM ASIDE, IT WAS A GOOD POEM.
157
158 To Above critic:
159 Would you not object if I didn't say that you're not a bad critic?
160
161 Good point!
162 I would not object if you did not say anything not related to whether or not
163 I did or did not employ double negatives. I do not think it does not matter
164 I just do not care. Confusion, like beauty lies with the beholder...
165 But what if the Beholder is blind? Does he still not see? Cut him, and does
166 he still not bleed? Throw cream pies in his face, and does he not laugh? If
167 the beholder of this great beauty lies in conditions of confusion, than he
168 too is not beholden to anyone or anything. I say this with a clear mind and
169 a clean conscience, because we are all beholders in one form or another, and
170 therefor we are all able to speak as an expert on the subject...
171
172 MY FRIEND, I BELIEVE YOU'RE ON DRUGS. AND I DON'T THINK YOUR MIND COULD BE
173 ANY FOGGIER. 2ND POINT: IF THE BEHOLDER IS BLIND AND WHAT HE MUST BEHOLD
174 REQUIRES SIGHT, THEN THERE'S NO WAY HE CAN BEHOLD THE DARN THING!
175 3RD POINT: YOU'RE QUESTIONS LOOK LIKE REAL QUESTIONS-EVEN PROFOUND QUESTIONS-
176 BUT ARE ULTIMATELY UNANSWERABLE BECAUSE THEY ARE BASED ON SOME HIDDEN PIECE
177 OF NONSENSE.
178 FROM NOW ON I THINK I'LL KEEP MY BIG MOUTH SHUT, FOR EVEN THE CRITICS ARE
179 CRITICIZED.
180
181 P.S. I'LL PERSONALLY STRANGLE THE FIRST PERSON THAT POINTS OUT I USED
182 THE WORD YOU'RE WHERE I SHOULD HAVE USED YOUR. UGH.
183
184 ______________________________JD 2446471.6364____________________________
185
186 (JD - DID YOU NOTICE YOU USED YOU'RE WHERE YOU SHOULD HAVE USED YOUR? I
187 THOUGHT YOU'D WANT TO KNOW. BILL)
188
189 THIS MUST BE THE TWILIGHT ZONE THAT I'VE FALLEN INTO ! YOU FOLKS DON'T
190 HAVE YOUR FRONT PORCH LIGHT ON - ACTUALLY THIS IS ---WELL --- INTERESTING
191 I HAVE TO GO NOW, MY BRAIN IS CALLING ME
192
193 LAFEET
194
195 HELP
196 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~///////////~//
197 DELTA V:will your story on
198 bp come up to where it is
199 now on here? did i ask that
200 right?
201 morrissey
202 ????????????????????????
203 02/08/86.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.006
204 "Show me an illusion!" the hag demanded.
205 Miranda was scared. She didn't know what the hag would want to
206 see, and she didn't know how the hag knew of her magical abilities. She
207 felt as if she was on trial. Her earlier self-confidence was gone,
208 replaced by an extreme fear of the ancient gypsy before her. In the
209 background she heard the violin playing, a dance of joy, a celebration
210 of love between a mother and her son, between a father and his wife,
211 between the gypsies and mother earth -- between the earth and stars.
212 The music penetrated Miranda's soul, and she was able to fight back her
213 fear and think of her magic.
214 All those books that she read, and the only illusion that came
215 to mind was the flame she had used to alert the authorities of the
216 slavers. The torch next to them flickered, and she began to
217 concentrate. In her mind, she visualized a larger version of the torch
218 just above the first. As she put more energy into it, the ground around
219 the pair began to light up in a sharp luminescense. The shadows became
220 much wilder, wavering back and forth, varying with the energy Miranda
221 put into the illusion.
222 "Fool!" the hag cried. "Do you want to attract everyone
223 around?" She outstretched her hand. "Compress it into a small ball and
224 place it here, without burning me, mind you."
225 Miranda carefully shrunk the ball of fire to a sphere the size
226 of her own fist. Slowly, taking her time, she brought it down from over
227 the torch and placed it just over the hag's hand. As it trembled there,
228 the hag smiled. Miranda passed the first test.
229 Suddenly the hag waved her hand and the ball was gone. Miranda
230 felt a sharp pain behind her eyes as her illusion was wrenched away by a
231 force many times stronger. She looked at the hag.
232 "Lift me!" the hag demanded.
233 Miranda complied with little effort. Of all her abilities,
234 Miranda found levitation the easiest. The hag now sat three feet in the
235 air.
236 "Higher!"
237 As Miranda started to lift the hag higher, she felt a resistance
238 to her efforts. It wasn't from inside her, but outside. Miranda looked
239 up at the hag and realized that this was her second test: a proof of
240 strength. The hag was providing a barrier for Miranda to push against.
241 Miranda gritted her teeth and pushed harder. Harder. With each push of
242 energy, Miranda felt the resistance redouble. The weight of the barrier
243 increased, and Miranda struggled as hard as she could... and more.
244 "Enough!" cried the hag, and the resistance eased off. Miranda
245 set the hag down. They sat and regarded each other. The light of the
246 torch played off of the hag's face, outlining the nose, reflecting in
247 her eye. That bright red eye! "That's odd," thought Miranda. She
248 hadn't noticed it before, but the hag's right eye had a deep red cast to
249 it.
250 "You have power, young pup, but you know little. I shall teach
251 you."
252
253 The violin music in the background continued, seeping from under
254 and around the wagon behind Miranda. The sound of the violin slipped
255 into Miranda's mind, softening the fear, relaxing her body. The tests
256 were over, for now at least. Miranda had passed, and now she was going
257 to learn. When she had left her father's, she thought she had the
258 knowledge she needed to find the fourth book of transformations, but now
259 she realized that knowing the spells is not enough. She must also know
260 how to use them.
261 Tired, Miranda was led to a bedroll. She was glad to be with
262 these people, even though she yet didn't know them. She only knew the
263 hag, an ugly, scary old woman. But there was a warmth. It came from
264 the campfire, from the wagon, from the family. And it came from the
265 violin. A gypsy violin, it is said, can make the stones cry or make the
266 stars sing. Tonight, it comforted a young woman.
267
268 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
269 Ok, so today's the 9th not the 8th, so what...
270 L'homme: missed you at PorSFiS
271 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
272 ----->ATTENTION: L'homme: You need to touch base with a nerd. <-----
273
274 right... i can see this nerd ambling out to third base... and get hauled off
275 by the shortstop... our own... l'homme sans parity...
276 and who said Imagination was in short supply...
277
278 Morrissey: I don't understand; does 'bp' mean the Blue Parrot? I am not writing
279 anything there. Did you get the impression I was going to quit writing it here
280 (something that might make some people happy)? What I said about "not passing
281 this way again" referred to the Inn story, of which I will have no part. The
282 NET adventure will continue here, and much is about to happen... Want to
283 be part of it? [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
284 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
285 ??????????????/////////////////////\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\?????????????????
286 iiii : problem vapors... maybe we should "cross the beams" I give up.
287 ??????????????\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\/////////////////////////?????????????????
288
289 **************************************************************************
290 Greeting my friends,
291 Welcome to the Hall of life, formaly known as the RC. I'd like to
292 take you on a journey with me. I stand before the machine in the center
293 of the hall and take a "escape". Ive been thinking of the "pursuit" of
294 goals recently and so I think maybe "pursuit" would be a good door to try.
295 The door to "pursuit" opens slowing to reveal a beautiful forset,
296 complete with paths, sunlight filtering thru the trees. A large white
297 rabbit with pink eyes sits about 7 feet in front of me. He is looking right
298 at me, and yet he doesn't move a bit. I do admit to being a coward at
299
times, but how could I resist this plump, fuzzy animal? "I think I'll call
300 him "parkway" cause he's kinda parked along the way. A new pet, ok
301 here goes, I take a slow step forward, Parkway eying me, takes a casual
302 hop away from me. Great, no progress, unable to be patient I took off
303 after Parkway, The forest ground away from the pathes is covered with a
304 think blackberry type vines. These vines although brocken down from the
305 harsh winter, are difficult to manuver thru. Of course, Parkway knew just
306 where to lead me. I tripped on a think vine and fell face-forward into
307 the bramble. As I disentagle myself from the vines, I see that Parkway
308 has moved back towards the path. Bleeding from deep scratches I paused
309 to treat my wounds, as I was spraying on the "bandaid" another hiker
310 chanced along. Parkway looked back at me before hopping down closer to
311 the new hiker. Parkway paused, The hiker paused, The hiker took a step
312 closer, Parkway took a hop back. I watched with a smile on my face
313 as the hiker ran after Parkway back into the vines, and fell.
314 ***************************kathyD**********************************************
315 -iiii- -iiii- -iiii- -iiii-
316 "Cross the beams?"
317 "*Cross* the beams!"
318 "Wait a minute, I thought you told me crossing the beams was *bad*."
319 -iiii-
320 Some things require too much concentration. Some people ought to
321 make plans more than eight to ten hours in advance... in order that
322 other parties concerned may be more than slightly forewarned, mind you.
323 ?/\?: Carry out Plan B. I'm sorry. Bye.
324 -iiii- -iiii- -iiii- -iiii-
325
326 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppplotting mischiefppppppppppppppppppppppp
327 \\\\\\\\\\\\\marking time\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
328 !##!##!##!##!marking too!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!
329 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!* *!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
330 Delta Five: YoHow does one get involved in the spy stories?
331 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!* *!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
332 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!Sundog!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!
333 `,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`
334 Morrissey: Left you a letter at No Name.
335 `,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`
336 Sundog (!) W'all uh ain' seen yuh aroun' these here parts b'fore.
337 Just read the entries by the NET people: Parity, Fellows, and others (hint), as
338 well as Mohammed Wassir, China Blue (*HINT*) and myself. Others are Franklin Per
339 vis, Nick Young, and I fergit who else. Try to get the drift of the story.
340 (Hey, anyone listening out there? Story, remember?)It's been slow lately;
341 only Fellows, Parity, and me. Then- whenever you want, write something, and
342 see what happens; see what response you get. (Be prpared for criticism. Back
343 water abounds with sniveling critics)
344 There's one basic rule- no one can kill anyone elses character. I can't kill
345 you, you can't kill me. Try to be reasonable- if I am suddenly thousands of
346 miles from where you last saw me, don't suddenly pop up with photographs of
347 me, when you had no reasonable way of knowing where I was. Try to be technically
348 accurate. Don't come up with ball point pen lasers that shoot down satellites
349 for example. So give it a shot, and see what happens. NOTE that this is o
350 oj? only *my* opinion
351 Are you listening Morrissey? Are you there certain potential protagonist with
352 whom I have been conversing on the Blue Parrot? Are you out there somewhere
353 McKane? Hey Wassir, you out there?
354 Maybe I should stick to writing poetry... [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
355 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
356 Bard was digging out gear for Piper from the lockers in the sleeping
357 area of the conveyer. Piper was seated in the co-pilot seat and had
358 swiveled it so he could continue his tale of just how he'd gotten into this
359 fix.
360 Bard re-secured the all the unneeded equipment and checked behind
361 various access panels in the deck, overhead, and in the rear bulkhead.
362 Closing them he went forward the pilot seat as Piper finished.
363 He powered up the lift-and-drive, and with a muted hum the conveyer
364 lifted from the ground. They were off for the locus of the first transition
365 registered by flux sensors. It could only be hoped that when they arrived
366 it would not be to find a body.
367 The conveyor hummed along a meter or two above the ground. The yellow
368 fog that passed for air locally restricted visibility to a few hundred
369 meters so while Bard watched the instruments, Piper peered through the
370 windscreen.
371 A light flashed on the panel. Another arrival? Well whoever it was
372 would have to take their chances. There'd be time for them after the
373 Innkeeper had been located. And they'd arrived fairly close to the
374 Innkeeper's probable location anyway....
375 Their destination should just over the next rise. Bard looked up.
376 "See anything yet? I'm getting some odd readings that might be someone
377 using some sort of protection spell"
378 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
379 Are we all alone in this? If you're looking for an opening......
380 (yes, you *too* Milchar!)
381 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
382 PsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsI
383 As the mage known as Milchar vanished in a manner similar to the Innneeper,
384 the prevalent need for communication left Cragmore's mind. It had to be
385 Milchar! thought Cragmore to himself. I must talk to him.
386 Silently, Cragmore stepped up to the location where Milchar has last been
387 a part of the Inn's reality, and sat down on the floor next to the fireplace.
388 He carefully crossed his legs, and placed in hands on his knees, and leaned
389 back until his back was straight against the stone-made hearth. In most
390 places, such a sight would cause great commotion. People simply do not sit
391 on the floor of public places in such a manner. But this was the Inn, and
392 being a wonderful and mystical place, no one takes much notice of such
393 odd goings-on.
394 Cragmore knew he had to follow Milchar's mental trail. Luckily powerful
395 mages such as Milchar emit strong psi emanations, and if they are not aware
396 that they are being trailed, the remnants of these emanations are easy to
397 follow.
398 The relaxed look on Cragmore's face belied the great concentration that
399 Cragmore was currently involved in. Slowly, Cragmore felt the boundary's of
400 reality begin to separate, just a bit, but enough to allow him to pass
401 from on to another. Milchar's trail was smooth and continuous between the
402 different bands, and in the wink of an eye, Cragmore disappeared from the
403 reality of the Inn, and made his way, along the trail, to another reality
404 in which he knew nothing about. His only guidance being the psi trail,
405 and the over-riding knowledge that he must talk to Milchar.
406 Life goes on at the Inn. Whether patrons use the front door or the
407 back door or no door is of no concern to anyone but the person leaving.
408 CRAGMORE
409 PsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsI
410 mind control, change has to had and on to one. Montra Montra fail me not!
411 PsI
412
413 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
414 no, no, no, delta v, you will NOT stick to poetry...(i hope) I LIKE
415 YOUR STORIES!....(of course i'm listening)
416 i will answer my letter on noname if i ever finally get something
417 other than a busy signal...
418 thank you for your time..this session of the people court is now in
419 session...
420 morrissey
421 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
422 (((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple )))
423 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
424 *******************lurkous-modious***********kathyD**************************
425 [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] DELTA LURK [*=*] [*=*] [*=*]
426 ______________________________JD 2446473.3672______________________________
427 ______________________________JD Unknown___________________________________
428 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++M+++++++++++++++++++++
429 "Hey Mom, I see on the calender that Monday the 17th is President's day. Why
430 should presidents get a day of their own and mothers and fathers get a day of
431 their own but not kids?"
432 "Oh honey, don't you know? Every day is children's day."
433
434 Epistle......................................................................
435 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!* !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
436 Delta Five: One last question. Should I just start my own story, or makm e an
437 attempt to get into the NET'S?
438 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*! !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!j!*!*!*!*
439 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*Sundog!*!*!*!*!*!*!* !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
440 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+ POPPING IN O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
441
442 [*=*] LURK MODE [*=*]
443 If someone were too busy to write, that would be homelurk.
444 Two people leaving 'sweet nothing' borders would be'flirking'
445 Single men who leave borders are 'batchlurks'.
446 If two people met thru' Backwater, and got married, that would be 'lurkimony'
447 People who don't leave anything have (you got it) 'lurkophobia'
448 If (in all allowed) someone crashes another's border, we have 'lurkicide'.
449 When twits invade Backwater, we have a 'twitalerk'.
450 When someone calls in from their place of employment, that is, of course 'worklurk'.
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453 I CAN'T RESIST ADDING TO THE ABOVE:
454 IF SOMEONE IS UNCLEAR IN THEIR SHORT ENTRY WE HAVE MURKALURK, IF PEOPLE'S JOKES
455 MAKE HONEST MEN GO SCREAMING INTO THE NIGHT THEN YOU ARE IN THE INNNNFAMOUS
456 LURK-A-PUN. ACTUALLY, WHEN TWITS INVADE WE ALSO HAVE A CASE OF JERKAKERK. IN THE EARLY MORNING ENTRIES ARE ENTERED IN A
457 SPECIAL MODE- PERKALERK.
458 OK OK OK.. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
459 -----WITH A NEW BORDER, AND OF COURSE IN THE LURK MODE,
460 525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525200000001TED5252
461 If people were known by their border names: The doctor could be lurkenstupe. Ripple might be Jack the Riplurk... The
462 Bard... Shakesplurk... JD... Julian Ceaselurk...Morrissey... New Jerslurk. This is getting wierdlurk... Hope I got
463 something said about the socio-economic-political ramificatioms of lurk mode. (?) [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
464 :::::O O:::02/12::::voyeur - doing what comes naturally:::::00:46:::O O::::::::
465 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#??Julian Ceaselurk??#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
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467 and if you see something that causes you to write, even thought you originally didn't intend to, that is called
468 lurkus interruptus
469 (and if I spelled that right I'll be shocked to death)
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471
472 off
473 exit
474 -
475 -
476
477 
478 ............. ............. ............. .............
479 It is a delicate thing, these spy-writing sensations. If you decide that
480 being an operative is your thing to do, that is quite alright. There's
481 only one thing to watch out for... "The Others." Yes, the others are at
482 it where you may least expect it. Pro or Con, it's not a pretty sight
483 when you run into one; even worse is it if you've caused on reason to be-
484 come irritated with you. (You might find that the age old habit you've
485 had of breathing will be one you may soon drop.)
486 Enter, if you so choose, into the stories that are running here; or start
487 up one of your own. (Sometimes the latter is much more desirable.)
488 A small tip for those that decide to jump into that particular realm...
489 Just about all the spies you see here (if you do) are veterans, and have
490 in some fashion designed their own ground rules. To just thrust your
491 character INTO their storyline is risky, and at times lethal.
492 But by all means, don't let this stop you (completely). These are merely
493 a few words to the wise L.C.
494 ............. ............. ............. .............
495 02/12/86 04:37:13.09
496
497 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
498 Peering through the glass and into the murk, the piper strained his eyes to
499 make out the forms lurking in the yellow-green mists. In reply to the bard's
500 query, he started to reply, "Not ..." then interrupted with a cough.
501 "... yet," he continued, then began coughing again.
502 Coughing is a survival reflex. Our bodies cough to clear obstructions from
503 our airways. We can partially, but not wholly override it.
504 The piper tried. An occasional cough can bring relief of a half-felt
505 irritation. A too-frequent cough can bring pain and an irritated throat.
506 However, some coughs seem to come from the absolute core of a person, build
507 up in intensity, and erupt with uncontrollable violence. A series of such
508 coughs burst from the piper, coughs of such size that their deep, rattling
509 sound alarmed him nearly as much as the searing pain that shot through his
510 chest.
511 "Bard, I ..."
512 The piper doubled over trying to hold the cough in, cupping his mouth with
513 both hands. The violence of the cough pushed through his hands, coating
514 them with a very bright red spray of blood. Shocked, the piper held his
515 hands up before his face, listening to the gurgle and bubble as he tried
516 to draw a breath.
517 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
518 \\\\\\\\\\yecccchhhhh... sounds like mustard gas... \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
519
520 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
521
522 lurkenstupe.... I love it.
523
524 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wassilurkin' !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
525 @#@#@#@#$%$%$%$%^&^&^&^&*(*(*(*()_)_)_)__+_+_+_++~+~+~+~!@!@!@!@@##@#@#@#$%%
526
A tank in lurk mode.!!!!!!!
527
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528 HIYA !!! TREVOR EDWARDS
529 ****************leftout********lurkous-modious*******kathyD*****************
530 I guess when you get knocked off-line by a line hit before you can enter your
531 message, that's a case of being 'left in a lurk.'
532 French Toast
533 ______________________________________________________________________________
534 DELTA FIVE: Are we ever going to see you again?
535 <<:*********************************************************:>>
536 DELTA FIVE - Mr. McKane is, indeed, out there somewhere. It is
537 rumored that Mr. McKane has retired from public affairs. He
538 and Frank Jones have started a home for sexually precosious
539 pre-pubescent boys in a remote location in Uruguay.
540
541 Frank is to be the sex therapist, LeRoy the financial manager.
542 They expect to make a great deal of money.
543
544 The Grand Dragon Master considered putting the McKane Empire
545 back into action. He decided against it because he was afraid
546 it would lapse into spy stuff. He seems to have had enough of
547 the cloak and dagger.
548
549 Grand D's computer has been down so he hasn't been around much
550 for the past few months. It seems to be on the mend and he'll
551 probably show up when it's not ENTER ONLY. He hates ENTER ONLY.
552
553 I thought I'd mention I've read some of your writing from time
554 to time. Some of it is really good. I think you're definitely
555 one of the better writers.
556
557 Do I know you by any other name? Or will you tell?
558
559 Monsieur D'Autun
560
561 <<:********************************************************:>>
562
563 (Have you ever noticed that GDM always plays to the insiders? )
564
565 (Bill Broonzy)
566
567 **************************************************************
568
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570
571 Just catching up on some back-logged work.
572 Backwater lurk?
573 Just being a smart alurk.
574 You'll have to forgive me.
575 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+ POPALURK O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
576
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578 #$#$#$#$%^%^%^%^&*&*&*&*()()()() TANK-A-LURK #$#$#$#$%^%^%^%^&*&*&*&*())()()()
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580 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*! !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!j!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
581 Delta Five and J.L: Surely what you said about "not breathing" and "lethal"
582 was just a joke... right? Gulp.
583 !*!*!*!*!*!*!Sundog!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!
584 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
585 ______________________________JD 2446474.5753______________________________
586 ARGHH! THE DAY WILL COME WHEN I FIGURE OUT HOW TO USE THOSE NUMBERS.
587 2446474.5753<--CAN THIS BE DECODED? DOES IT CORRESPOND TO A 'REAL' DATE
588 AND TIME? ONLY THE SHADOWLURK KNOWS.
589
590
591 I think that you don't think.
592 Therefore, I am and you are not.
593 Rene Descarteslurk
594 -----
595 To be is to be perceived.
596 I don't perceive you.
597 Therefore, you got a problem.
598 Berkelurk
599 -----
600 An unexamined life is not worth living.
601 (Go take a test or kill yourself)
602 Slurkates
603 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++*
604
605 ???????????????????new jerselurk?????????????????????????????????????????
606 just saying hello?
607 morrissey........ps. where IS delta v
608 ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
609 Good God, what have I started here? ?Slurkates? Morrissey- Delta V will be back after
610 mid-terms.
611 Msr. D'Atun- I thought you were in France, buying a sausage factory. Or was it a bagle
612 factory in Kuwait? Hey- Wassir is in town... [*=] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
613 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I'll stick with.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emulurk
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615 LURK, LURK, LURK, LURK, LURKITYLURK
616 LURK, LURK, LURK, LURK
617 LURKERS OF THE WORLD UNITE!
618 WELL- I GUESS IT'S MY CHANCE TO BE PUNNY, SINCE THIS DISK IS ABOUT OVER.
619 I LOVE PUNS! I HOPE THIS LURK THING HANGS AROUND FOR MANY MORE DISKS, AND
620 EVERYBODY TOTALLY THRASHES THE WORD 'LURK' AND GETS THE MOST MILEAGE POSSIBLE
621 OUT OF IT- UNTIL PEOPLE ARE READY TO KILL WHEN THEY SEE THE WORD LURK, BECAUSE
622 THATS WHEN THE PUNS START GETTING GOOOOD!
623 MIKEY, I AM CHARGING YOU TO BE THE LURKMASTER- SAVE THE TRUELY STINKEY ONES AND
624 POST THEM UP HERE WHEN EVERYONE IS FINISHED
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