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001=Usr:0 Null User 06/30/87 20:34 Msg:0 Call:0 Lines:19
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1$If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2$************************* INSTALLED: 2 DEC 89 ****************************
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3$Welcome to BWMS II (BackWater Message System II) Mike Day System operator
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4$**************************************************************************
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5$GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS II IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6$ PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7$BWMS II was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS II is a privately
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8$owned and operated system which is currently open for use by the general
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9$public. No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the
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10$system is privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all
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11$messages which I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the
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12$system, it will be periodically purged of messages (only 999 lines of data
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13$can be saved). To leave a message, type 'ENTER'. Use ctrl/C to get out
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14$the ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering
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15$the message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to
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16$replace the line. To exit from the system, type 'BYE' 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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002=Usr:1 CISTOP MIKEY 12/02/89 02:30 Msg:4641 Call:25839 Lines:2
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20 Positive: Mistaken at the top of one's voice -- Ambrose Bierce
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21 *************************************************************************
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003=Usr:322 Stray Cat 12/02/89 08:47 Msg:4642 Call:25842 Lines:2
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22 **I'm** first??? Hey, wow!! ... and for the record, I'M ***NOT*** MISTAKEN.
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004=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 12/02/89 12:39 Msg:4643 Call:25849 Lines:7
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24 &*&*&*&*'s
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25 Another disk. Predicted time of filling. March 5 1990.
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26
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27 An Astral Dreamer (Why am I always so cynical? Don't bother to answer. I
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28 thought I'd say that just so I wouldn't be dissapointed when nobody did.)
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29 &*&*&*&*'s
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005=Usr:4 Milchar 12/02/89 13:41 Msg:4644 Call:25850 Lines:5
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31 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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32 AD: I'm certain you're just suffering from attacks from your personal
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33 malevolent demon, a being who follows you around causing mischief. I believe
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34 McKane Industries has a prayer service you could call....
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35 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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006=Usr:368 Nemesis Warlock 12/02/89 22:18 Msg:4645 Call:25861 Lines:86
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39 The chamber was silent, save for the humming of the great machine that
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40 took up most of the western wall. Huge cabinest lined the base of the machine,
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41 shuddering with concealed power. A dim red light on an ivory console glimmered
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42 every so often, like a sickly heartbeat, though none were present to count its
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43 feeble pulse.
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44 Across from the bank of machinery, carved into the rough, cavernous stone
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45 of the eastern wall, a hollow tube of glass pulsated in tune with the light,
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46 throbbing with what might have been caalled anticipation, were the descriptioon
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47 applied to something that could be considered alive. Yet, anticipation it
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48 resembled, glimmering with a vigor of power that the ancient cavern had not
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49 borne silent witness to in whaat had seemed like millenia uncounted.
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50 Within the confines of the glass tube, a thin green mist seeped from a
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51 silver cannister, ntil, eventually, it filled the whole of the tube. In a
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52 matter of moments, in convulsed spasmically, shaping itself into a form most
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53 familiar to these echoing halls.
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54 Michael stepped out of the chamber, brushing away ambient sparks of
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55 energy from his softly glowing aura of royal blue. "Pathetic," he whispered,
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56 in his metal voice. "One would think that the Masters would provide me with
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57 a more satisfactory method of dimension shifting." Frowning with distaste over
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58 the fluffy bits of raw energy lining his cloak of red, he removed the garment
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59 and flapped it a few times, sending the particles flying into the air, where,
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60 free from the bonds that held them, they departed from the visible reality.
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61 Sighing, Michael limped over to the gigantic machine, mindful of the
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62 wounds he had recieved from the paradox on Pyrrix A'aaal. At least here,
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63 while he was outside the relative time frame, they would nnot worsen, and tyhe
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64 paradox would remain in a state of self-proportion until his return.
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65 His thin fingers jabbed absently at a rounded pattern of squares within
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66 circles, until each of the four shapes hidden in the overall pattern were
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67 glowing with tthe same aura as his own. The machine's droning increased, as
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68 small bits of raw data began fluttering across a miniature screen embedded in a
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69 thick, blocky monitor of black.
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70 Michael eyed the read-outs with interest. "Ambient energy fluxes
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71 centralizing around Stone Triangle." he read, repeating the words aloud.
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72 "Centralization of fluxes indicates up to %90 probability of Stone Triangle as
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73 source for up to %99.9990108 of energy creating paradox. Focal pont of main
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74 thrust of paradox remains Quantier."
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75 Engrossed as he was in his thoughts, Michael failed to notice the presence
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76 creeping up on him from a corner of the cavern. *Difficulties, Michael?* it
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77 whispered, in a voice of satin.
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78 Michael started, drawing around, his hand reaching for the thin line in
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79 the holster of his belt. His muscles, tensed in anticipation of battle,
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80 relaxed suddenly when his eyes made contact with the large dog that stared up
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81 at him with deep brown eyes. Michael tousled the thick white fur on its
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82 head, noting, as always, the slight tingle of electricity thatprickled through
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83 him. "Oh," he sighed. "Mukluk, I just wasn't expecting you to be here."
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84 *People seldom do.* came the nebulous response. *Have you settled the
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85 location of the paradox?*
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86 "Well," Michael began, seating himself in a rotating chair. "I've
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87 centralized it as unique to Pyrrix A'aal, and to the Quantier, naturally. But
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88 as for the actual site of the temporal fluctuation, the computer has only
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89 given me percentages and probabilities, though those lend strongly to the idea
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90 that the solution is intrinsic to the Stone Triangle."
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91 *Could it be related to the destruction of Innisfall?*
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92 "The thought's crossed my mind more than once, but I don't think so. I
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93 did, however, detect some familiar presence while I was there, but I lost it
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94 before I could make any sort of meaningful contact. I think that it might have
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95 been little more than a stranger passing over familiar ground. I was planning
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96 on having PRISM run some diagnostics on the temporal patterns,, though, just to
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97 make sure I'm not missing anything in my concentration on the Friar."
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98 Mukluk winced. *Things didn't go well. I can feel it in your thoughts.*
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99 "That, my friend, is the understatement of the century. Apparently, he
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100 has the Quantier."
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101 Another wince. *Preserve us. I'd have thought you would take it fm him
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102 straight out.* The brown eyes glanced upwards critically.
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103 "Believe me, I've tried. It seems that the damnable thing has bonded
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104 itself to Friar, possibly even to the whole of Pyrrix A'aaal. My presence as
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105 a foreign entity to the temporal stream triggered some violent reactions along
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106 the fourth Element that I'd rather not go into atpresent." AA weary fist
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107 pounded against the stone table. "I've failed, at least for now."
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108 Mukluk suddenly brightened a bit. *The Fourth Element? Could The Pool be
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109 somehow involved in this?* Long dead memories of a forgotten dsert realm
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110 flooded the husky's mind.
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111 "I know what you're thinking, and I'm having PRISM look into it. The
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112 ties are strong, but I can't be certain that this dimension's Pool is the same
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113 as the one we're looking for. I do know, however, that Friar expressed an
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114 interest in it, and, as such, it must have at least a minor connection to the
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115 paradox. Something else, though."
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116 *What?* the husky queried.
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117 "I'm not sure," came the reply. "I just can't shake the feeling that
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118 there's something here, simmering just beneath the surface.... something
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119 so familiar to me that I'm missing, that could be all encompassing to much of
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120 the puzzle."
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007=Usr:368 Nemesis Warlock 12/02/89 23:03 Msg:4646 Call:25862 Lines:2
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122 Engaging in a little nostalgia never hurt anyone. :)
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008=Usr:13 voyeur 12/03/89 00:10 Msg:4648 Call:25866 Lines:48
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125 Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al
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127 Surveillance detection had always seemed simple enough in theory.
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128 Bt Simon Albright was finding it exceedingly difficult to monitor his
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129 surroundings from behind an upturned overcoat collar. He was surprised
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130 to discover how highly a dry neck rated on his priority list.
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131 Head down against the driving rain, he made his way steadily to-
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132 ward the designated point of rendezvous, where agent Scarlet would become
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133 his first post-recruitment contact. As McQueen had explained to him,
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134 security dictated minimal knowledge of George's internal organization.
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135 For some time Albright would be allowed contact with only a few agents.
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136 Eventually he might be able to recruit new members. Only after years of
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137 service under observation could he hope to gain admittance to the upper
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138 levels of George administration and policy.
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139 Albright arrived at the bus stop where the meeting was supposed to
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140 take place, located the telephone booth, and leaned against it as per the
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141 plan. In the event of a problem, Scarlet could reach him by phone, though
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142 this was unlikely.
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143 The 2 pm meeting time came and went. At ten past two a bus
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144 arrived, which left Albright standing conspicuously alone at the corner.
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145 At eleven past two the phone rang.
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146 The voice on the other end said exactly what Albright expected it
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147 to, but not in the way he expected. The conversation was a standard code
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148 any outsider would have interpreted as a wrong number.
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149 Hello, may I speak with Mr. Marco please? I'm sorry, you must
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150 have the wrong number. Are you quite certain? Yes, sir. This is a bus
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151 stop. Could you make certain? There's no one here, sir. This is a...
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152 And so on. But the voice Albright heard was not cold and low or
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153 gavelly or disguised or nervous or uncertain or any of those things he
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154 imagined his own to be. It was a voice that belonged to an old man --
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155 or, better yet, to an absent-minded scholar. Ruse? or was his contact
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156 actually (as Albright had sketched him) a bookish man with one hemisphere
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157 stranded in academia?
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158 The crux of the message was that Scarlet had been delayed, but
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159 that the meeting would take place in fifteen minutes. Same location.
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160 Normally such occurrences would altogether void a scheduled rendezvous,
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161 but Albright had been warned that standard frames of reference were of
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162 little value where Scarlet was concerned.
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163 Leaning near the phone again, Albright realized what had been
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164 bothering him. Along with the background traffic noise, the stranger's
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165 voice had been accompanied by a quiet, constant clicking -- like fingers
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166 tapping a keyboard. Albright decided to keep his eyes open for a man with
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167 a portable computer.
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169 Albright
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170 Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al
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009=Usr:11 L'homme sans Par 12/03/89 10:28 Msg:4652 Call:25869 Lines:5
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172 *$%)_@#*%)_%(*)_$#(%)_#!(%_)$#%#_@!*^%_)(^)_$#^)_#(^)_$#^()_#^()%^()_$#^()_#@
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173 Delta V: well, you missed my visit to your neck of the woods. I tried calling
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174 but got strange answering machine responses. Maybe you are in deep hide mode?
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175 ($)_@(#$)_#@(%)_#$(@_)%()_*(%)_# L'homme sans Parity *%$_)#@_)(%@)_#%(@#)_%(@
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010=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 12/03/89 21:25 Msg:4659 Call:25886 Lines:47
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177 &*&*&*&*'s
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178
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179 It was 4am, and I was halfway through my history term paper. It
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180 was due at 8am sharp, I was in trouble. (Note to the reader, this is all
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181 PURE fiction. The Editor.) This being my last year I'd had to take
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182 Histriography. Its sort of the class where you prover yourself before they
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183 give you you're degree. If you're a history major that is. And here I was
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184 staring bleary eyed at my computers CRT wondering what to write next.
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185
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186 The subject had seemed like an easy one. I'd been able to pick it out
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187 myself, and since one of my favorite eras has always been the sixtees, I
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188 decided to find a subject that fit somewhere in there. Since I also had
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189 a great love for music it seemed like a natural to combine the two. I'd
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190 read a good deal about the two over the last several years, so I figured the
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191 paper would be a breeze. Wrongo. First, most of what I had read had been
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192 in music periodicals that had since made the long pilgrimage to the dump. And
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193 it's not like you're average library keeps the last 15 years of Rolling stone
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194 on hand either. And finding reference books hadn't been much easier. I'd
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195 managed to chase down a couple, but they just weren't enough to base
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196 a 35 page paper on. Not if I wanted to do anything other the parrot what
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197 the authors said.
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198
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199 So here I was, 15 pages in and out of wind. 'Time to turn on the
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200 B*llsh*t gland.' I thought to myself. It was about then that I heard the
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201 music. It wasn't very loud, and since I was up already it didn't really
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202 bother me either. I sat staring at the screen for another fifteen minutes
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203 or so. Searching for inspiration. All that time the music had been droning
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204 on in the background. It sounded somewhat like the Psychedelic stuff that
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205 a lot of the San Francisco Bands had been playing around '66 and '67. Sort
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206 of different though, kind'of like Jefferson Airplane meets REM. I began to
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207 wonder where it was coming from. It sounded like it was coming from behind
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208 me. I figured maybe I'd left my clock radio on or somthing. Wondering what
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209 station it was I wandered back to see. It only took me a moment to figure
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210 out that the radio was not on. So the mystery had deepened. The sound seemded
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211 to be coming from under my bed. Very strange indeed. Now that I looked,
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212 I noticed a rather peculiar thing. There was a blue light eminating from
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213 under my bed. Carefully I pulled it aside to see what was going on.
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214
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215 My room had sprouted a hole about 3 feet in diameter. I looked over the
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216 edge, but could see nothing at first but a misty haze permeated with the soft
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217 blue light. suddenly somthing seemed to grab me and pull me in. I flailed
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218 out trying to find somthing to hold onto. My hand came to rest on the handle
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219 to my guitar case. Instinctivly I grabed ahold.
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221 An Astral Dreamer
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222 &*&*&*&*'s
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011=Usr:368 Nemesis Warlock 12/04/89 14:51 Msg:4660 Call:25896 Lines:6
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225 Astral Dreamer: An interesting start, but have you been singing any spells
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226 recently?
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227 My first log on of the day, and only 10 lines at my disposal??? I'm melting,
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228 melting....
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012=Usr:11 L'homme sans Par 12/04/89 19:25 Msg:4662 Call:25902 Lines:6
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230 *%@*%)#@%_)*%)_@^_)#)_$(^_#^!)^%^_+)$#%()$*(^%$)&+_)(#+_(^%@|!~+_%)+_^(+_!#^(+_
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231 voyeur: Any new additions to your computer family yet? Inquiring minds want
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232 to know!
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233 Astral: IS that a Martin hard-shell by any chance?
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234 (%)_#@(%)_@(%)_#@(%)_#%)_@(%)_@(%^)_@()_@()_#(%_@* L'home sans Parity *%@_)%*@#
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013=Usr:13 voyeur 12/05/89 00:21 Msg:4664 Call:25910 Lines:8
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236 ::::::::::O O::::::::::12/05/89::::::::::::::::::00:26:57::::::::O O:::::::::::
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237 L'homme: Indeed, yes! As we speak, a Northgate Elegance 386/33 wings its way
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238 from Minnisota. (well, actually, the order is in some stag of processing
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239 there; I won't see the machine for a little while yet). I must admit to
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240 being all a quiver with anticipation... although, I wonder if I should call
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241 them back and tell them to drop that '486 in instead?
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242 Any word on the compatibility of the CompuAdd HardCache?
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243 ::::::::::O O:::::::::::::::::::::::voyeur::::::::::::::::::::::O O::::::::::
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014=Usr:11 L'homme sans Par 12/06/89 00:58 Msg:4666 Call:25930 Lines:7
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244 *%#)@%)(%)_(#@%)_@!(%#)_@^_$(^*_)#@(^_)+(@#+_%)(~+_@)%$+^(*!_+#^)#!^)!#+_!^)+_#
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245
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246 voyeur: as you heard it from the horse's mouth - congrats on the order, and
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247 beware cheap hardware caching hard disk controllers. The seek times you lose
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248 may be your own!
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256 &*&*&*&*'s
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257 LHSP, time will tell.
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261 I fell for what seemed like an eternity. The dull blue light all around
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262 me, and that strange music always somewhere in the distance. I grabbed ahold
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263 of my guitar case. It was a bit of reality in the pale sea on unreality
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264 that surrounded me.
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266 And then there were voices, I could here them indistinctly at first, and
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268 never heard before. I realized that the voices were droning over the music,
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269 in some strange sort of vocal accompanament. I had no sense of the speed at
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270 which I was falling, but it didn't take a genius to figure that I'd be making
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271 a big red splatter wherever I happened to land.
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273 was no evidence to indicate that I was falling at all. Then there was a sudden
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274 fade to black. 'Touch Down' I thought as the mist overcame me.
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277 &*&*&*&*'s
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280 *Consider your move carefully, my friend.*
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281 Michael grimaced, his eyes making contact for a moment with those of the
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282 great beast that sat before the opposite end of the marble chess table. His
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283 thin fingers rested lightly on a carved tower of ivory, his Rook. "Don't I
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284 always?"
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285 *You certainly didn't on Pyrrix A'aaal.* A wave of empathetic
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286 chastisement sent a shiver up Michael's spine.
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287 "Point taken." He eyed the pieces on the board once more. The game had
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288 barely begun, and already Mukluk had managed to drive him into a dead lock, or
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289 so the situation appeared. "Any suggestions?"
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290 *Michael, the game is yours.*
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291 "No, I'm referring to the paradox."
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292 *Then my advice is the same.*
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293 Michael rolled his eyes. "Ever the cryptic mentor?" he smiled.
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294 *It's my job.*
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295 Michael sighed, his other hand tapping against the stone table. "It's
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296 just so frustrating," he began, after a long pause. "To come so close to one's
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297 goals, only to have them snatched away." He stared out the giant picture
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298 window bhind his companion, at the swirling mists of the time stream. "And
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299 all because I was unprepared."
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300 *Happens to the best of us. But I see no point in moping. What are your
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301 plans?*
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302 Michael thought for a moment. "The paradox is, as I said, in a point of
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303 stasis at present, self-perpetuating. My degeneration has halted, and I
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304 COULD forseeably contact the Masters for a new assignment."
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305 Mukluk scowled mentally. A black tide of emotions tingled through
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306 Michael's being. *But you won't.* It was not a suggestion.
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307 "No." Again, he paused. "But I certainly can't go running willy nilly
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308 through a closed dimension that has just gone through an energy shift of major
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309 proportions. The timeline is much too unstable. I'm having an unfavorable
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311 *The Stone Triangle, you mean? I can identify.* Thoughts of the Tower
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312 ran through Mukluk's mind, and the half hearted sigh of images trailed through
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313 his empathetic link with Michael.
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314 "Contemplating Tanis again?"
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315 *It's nothing, really.*
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316 "I wouldn't abandon all hope. It is not an impossibility. Were we to
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317 locate the proper Pool, we could-"
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318 *It's Nothing, Really.* Mukluk repeated.
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319 Michael felt a surge of heat well in the bottom of his soul. Fighting
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320 off the contact, he continued. "You simply can't go on trying to forget."
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321 *You think I have?"* A seething wall of anger began to cloud the link.
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322 *My life is linked to Tanis.* The small green stone at the base of Mukluk's
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323 collar began to glow softly. *I carry a legacy of my contact with that
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324 realm. It is as much a part of me as my spirit.*
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325 "Then why the avoidance?"
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326 *You have more important things to think about..* Mukluk hesitated for a
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327 moment, pensive. *I'm going with you next time.*
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328 Michael frowned. "I was thinking more along the lines of bringing along
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329 Standor."
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330 *Any particular reasoning behind your objection?*
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331 "I'm certainly bringing Standor. I'm dealing with a dimension that has a
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332 combination of Magiks and Science. It isn't something I'm ready to deal with
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333 at this stage. A Magik Paradox is one thing, a Technical Paradox another,
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334 but the causes of a paradox on a world such as this could be so varied as to
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335 threaten more than just one single factor of Reality Prime. Standor's
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336 experience on the SINAT Station as well as his familiarity with Magikal realms
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337 will be vital. And I can't jeopardize both of you. We're shorthanded as it
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338 is. I need your advice, but you'll be better equipped to give it researching
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339 back here. Someone needs to guard PRISM while I'm away."
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340 #I'm more than capable of handling any situations that arisse during your
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341 absence.# The soft, soothing voice echoed through the cavern.
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342 Michael looked up, instinctively. "Forgive me, PRISM." he addressed the
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343 computer, whose network of sensors ran throughout the entire compound. "Have
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344 you uncovered athing new?"
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345 #Nothing yet. I've been trying. It's not easy to pierce the veil.#
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346 "Well, continue."
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347 #I hear and comply.#
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348 Michael returned his attention to Mukluk. Sighing, he moved his piece
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349 across the board.
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350 *Check.* Mukluk stated.
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351 Michael cursed, realizingthat he had lifted his hand from the Rook.
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352 "I'm beaten, I'm afraid."
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353 *So I SHALL accompany you to the surface.*
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354 "This is Pyrrix A'aaal! Remember, a good portion of Innisfall's
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355 population arrived en masse during the catastrophe. And, as I recall from
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356 some of your stories, you'd established quite the reputation there."
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357 *Be that as it may, I insist.*
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358 "Very well." Michael gave in. His heart really wasn't in the argument.
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359 "We shall depart as soon as I have recovered my strength and stocked enough
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360 provisions to protect us from the effects of the Stoneriangle... and the
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361 Quantier."
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362 *Aren't you forgetting the Friar?*
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363 "Oh no," Michael replied. "I'm most certainly nt forgetting Friar. In
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364 fact, I've been considering a plan to deal with him once and for all."
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368 ArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArr
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369 The old salt looked up from the worn table andd eyed the chap in the
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370 tweed business suit. "Anyone castin' about news'd walk the plank on MY ship."
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371 He returned to examining the proportions at the bottom of his whiskey glass.
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372 ArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArrArr
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373 SS.SS.SS.SS.SS.SS.SS.SS.
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375@This is a test, this is only a test.
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376@No need to worry about that mushroom cloud
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377@Nor about the strange yellow glow.
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379 }*{}*{}*{}*{}*{*}*{}*{}*}{*}{*}{*}{}{}*{}{*}{}*{}*{}{*}{}{}{*}{}*{}*{}*{*{
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384 Code
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385 Words by BobKnefsky
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386
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387 What's the use of incantations
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388 Needing stange gesticulations,
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389 Eyeballs of obscure crustacas,
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390 Toenails of a toad?
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392 What's the use of years of training,
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393 Spells that don't work when it's raining
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394 Or because the moon is waning?
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395 Better far is Code!
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397 Code's the stuff we write now.
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398 Code that's clean and tight now.
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399 Run it through your Apple II
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400 (Try not to stay up fixing it all night, now.)
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402 Ancient mages, through the ages
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403 Frequently were prone to violent rages
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404 Due to poring over pages
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405 Filled with ink that glowed.
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408 Found on her familiar kitty
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415 Not be fraught with bugs.
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417 Shaman, save your tonic;
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418 Witch, your pets bubonic.
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419 We've the means, with our machines,
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420 To make phantasms visual and sonic.
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422 If you've stayed with code that's made with
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423 Principled techniques and not been played with,
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424 You won't need a wizard's aid with
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425 User-friendly code!
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426
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427 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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428 }*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*}*}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}*{}
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430 ... that aint easy. Sorry I played with your code or whatever ...
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433@????????????????? Lurk, Lurk, Lurk ?????????????????????? The
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434 ???????????????????? Lurk, Lurk, Lurk ?????????????????????? The Doctor????
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435 -=======-=-======-=---------=-=-==========-=-=-----------=-======-=----=-===
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436 HA HA HA HA...
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437 There is NO god!!
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438 YKCanreBA"7
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440 At least there dosen't seem to be.
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442 L. Beaker (just chek'n inn).
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444 oo
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448 &*&*&*&*'s
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449 Fiction alert.
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450 The mist cleared slowly from my eyes. The view that greeted me was not
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451 an altogether pleasent one. Standing around me where three of the toughest
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452 looking men I had ever seen. Being a bit on the scrawny side myself I didn't
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453 really like my chances if it came to a fight.
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456 One of them grunted. The one with the large ear ring piercing his left
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457 lobe nodded and motioned for me to stand. I got to my feet and took the time
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458 to check out the rest of my surroundings. It appeared that I was in some sort
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459 of club, with a fair sized stage and several tables. The place was empty and
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460 dark, and there was a strange aroma wafting about. Earing grabed me by my
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461 coller and started to drag me towards the stage. I barely managed to grab my
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462 guitar. His two companions followed. Strewn about the stage where the sort
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463 of instruments you'de expect to see in you're typical Rock oriented band.
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464 Electric Guitars, Drums, keyboards , amps and mics. As I passed the keyboards
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465 I noticed a woman sitting listlisly at the boards. My 'guide' led me up to
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466 one of the amps, beside which sat an electric guitar. He let go of me for a
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467 moment, but one of his companions took his place nearly immediatly. soon my
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468 right leg was chained to the floor.
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470 Earing picked up the Electric Guitar and handed it to me. I carefully
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471 put down my case. I'd never played an electric. Earing and his buddies
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472 wandered off to other parts of the stage. It didn't suprise me a bit when
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473 Earing stepped up to the front center of the stage.
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475 An Astral Dreamer
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476 &*&*&*&*'s
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478 ????????????????????????? Lurk, Lurk, Again ??????????????????? The Doctor
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480 {}
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481
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482 Thought for the day;
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483
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484 Are you truely free? Do you have true freedom and the ability to
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485 move about and do as you please? Can you go anywhere on the
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486 face of the Earth without being accosted? Can you walk into your
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487 local Armed Forces Base - remember, they are protecting you
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488 freedom - and go where you please?
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489
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490 Can you ever have freedom in a society? Can there ever be
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491 a society without police? Do the police protect your freedom or
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492 do they take it away? Does the legislature create your freedom in
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493 Written Law, or do they remove your freedom with the Written Law?
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494
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495 What about junkies? Overnight, by Act of Congress, millions
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496 of junkies became criminals. Which do they need - to regain their
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497 freedom through rehabilitation, or to loose it through
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498 Law Enforcement?
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499
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500 Who pays for your freedom? You do. How do you pay for it?
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501 Through taxes. How are the taxes used to accomplish this?
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502 They fund the Law Enforcement groups and your local legislature.
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503 What happens if you refuse to pay taxes? You loose your freedom.
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504 How does that happen? Law Enforcement interprets written Laws
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505 made by the legislature and takes your freedom from you.
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506
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507 BUT...
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508
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509 Can you enjoy your freedom without need of Law Enforcement?
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510 Can you walk down Union Avenue at midnight without being molested,
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511 mugged, drugged, or generally abused by other people? Does Law
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512 Enforcement allow you to maintain your freedom? Does it protect
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513 you from horrible things done by horrible people? Does it protect
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514 you from otherwise deadly situations?
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515
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516 Which is more important - your freedom or your personal
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517 rights? Can you have both? Can you have both in society?
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518 Can you have both without society?
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520 Freedom is a word that has been misused and overrated. Freedom
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521 simply means that you can select from several different actions the
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522 one best suited for your needs. This does not always include ethical,
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523 moral, or religous implications. To say that I am free is to
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524 say that I may do as I please, reguardless. Yet if I am to have
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525 the mutual respect and understanding of my rights and the rights
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526 of others, must I sacrifice freedom?
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528 Next election, think about what freedom means to you. Think
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529 about how every candidate and every Senator and every Legislator
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530 will view your freedom. Are the two images of your freedom, and
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531 their interpretation of your freedom the same?
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532
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533 Think about how advertisements show politicians "protecting
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534 your freedom" and how they are "patriotic to their country".
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535 Then think about the (roughly) $80,000 to $1,000 they will
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536 make a year, not including fundraisers, keynote speaker appear-
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537 ences, books, contract deals, and the occational under-the-
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538 table kickback from companies (not everyone is corrupt,
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539 but to say that none are is a misnomer) that they will POCKET.
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541 Now do you understand why Mickey Mouse stood a good chance of
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542 becoming our president several years ago?
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543
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544 Next election, I ...might... ...maybe... ...could...
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545 participate. (there, I said it.)
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547 I think I'll elect Dr. Fu Manchu for mayor of Portland.
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549 See you next election...
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551 H. Celine
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553 {}
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555 AD - keep up the good work - methinks the plot to thicken somewhat in
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556 the next entry.
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557
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558 {}
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560 c
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033=Usr:11 L'homme sans Par 12/13/89 20:06 Msg:4699 Call:26117 Lines:10
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561 *)#@*_@)_$#@*$_)@#$_)@&*%_@)#*)_$(_)@$_($_)@*_@)*%_)@*+_)+_!|~_)$!$(*_)($_!!($_
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562
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563 voyeur: Well? Well? I know, it's still too early, but this machine sounds so
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564 good even I am getting impatient.
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565 AD: Yes, keep up the good writing. Oh, a small question - what was the name of
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566 that great movie you were talking about at lunch yesterday? Here's one for
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567 Gage and the rest of the gang currently stinking up Cinemax: _Alien from L.A._
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568 Phew!
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570 *%)@#*(%)_@*%)_@(%)_@#^)_@%(*@)_# L'homme sans Parity *%$#@_%*_@)#%*_)#@%*)_@#%
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571 &*&*&*&*'s
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572 The movie was called TerrorVision. Don't know when exactly it was released,
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573 but I'm sure int was sometime after '81.
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575 An Astral Dreamer
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576 &*&*&*&*'s
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578 ---=-========-=--------=-=========-=--------=-========-=-----=-=====-=------
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579
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580 Adam got back up on his feet. The blow from the deamon had knocked
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581 him about ten feet from the battle. He reached for his rifle, sighted in
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582 on the last two fighters and watched. The deamon had black markings on its
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583 arms, it must be one of Kayl's, he thought. The man fighting it had on the
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584 clothes of the Christian Army. Adam watched as the deamon drew up its hell
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585 sword for a death blow on the man. He fired his rifle shooting it in the
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586 back of its head. The christian approched Adam, his hands spread in thanks.
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587 Adam pointed the rifle at his chest and fired killing him.
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588 It was time he thought. I shall begin the preporations for Tabernacky.
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589 Adam laughed to himself at the thought of the fools fighting for good and
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590 evil. He was of the new religion, the anti-religion as it was called. No
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591 more would mans destiny be controlled by the two jealous gods. Many people
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592 were ready for Tabernacky, and he was almost here. It was time...
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594 LB\__/
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595 oo
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596 -==-=--{=-=-----=-==========-=---------=-=========-=-------=-======-=-----=-
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597 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
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598 OooOooOooOooOooh! Astral Dreamer's telling a story, Lord Beaker's telling a
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599 story, I'm telling a story, and the NET is starting up again! There were
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600 actually NEW LINES in ONE DAY! It looks like this board may be riding out of
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601 its slump! Hit me with that creative magic, you literary things! :)
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602 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::==Zephyr::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
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037=Usr:13 voyeur 12/15/89 23:54 Msg:4708 Call:26154 Lines:5
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603 :::::::::O O:::::::12/16/89:::::::::::::::::::::::::::00:07:27::::::O O::::::::
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604 L'homme - the disk and VGA card will be arriving circa Thursday (12/21); wadda
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605 ya doin Xmas day? :-) By the way, know where I might obtain data/control cable
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606 s for the HD?
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607 ::::::::::O O:::::::::::::::::::::voyeur::::::::::::::::::::::::::::O O::::::::
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608
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609 Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*
|
||
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610
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611 At 2:49 pm a nearly empty bus pulled up to the curb where Albright
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612 was waiting. Moments later it pulled away, two individuals nearer to
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613 emptiness.
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614 The odd tandem peering from their curbside vantage was far too
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615 conspicuous to include the veteran spy he was waiting for. But, on the
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616 other hand, they were so unlikely, it was unthinkable that one of them was
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617 NOT the spy he was waiting for. But then, knowing that they would be seen
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618 as unlikely spies, and knowing that others would know that they knew them-
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619 selves to be unlikely, they certainly could not be spies, owing to their
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620 knowing that others would know them to be relying on the unlikeliness of
|
||
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621 their owning the identity that they so obviously concealed by way of
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622 obviously possessing.
|
||
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623 One man was tall and thin and was hunched over a small hand-held
|
||
|
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624 device that he tapped nimbly with the bony fingers of his right hand.
|
||
|
|
625 A small coiled cable ran from the machine to his belt. The gray suit he
|
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626 wore was rumpled and included a black tie that was loosened and tattered.
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||
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627 He squinted savagely when he looked up, but appeared to be carrying no
|
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628 glasses to afford him a view of such objects whose greater-than-arm's
|
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629 distance rendered them uninteresting. Mostly he was absorbed by the
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630 little device in his hand.
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||
|
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631 The other man was shorter and a little bit dumpy. His position
|
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632 just behind and to the right of his companion, plus an intangible air of
|
||
|
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633 ready attentiveness, bespoke a subservient nature. Albright could easily
|
||
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634 picture the man scribbling in a notebook, dutifully recording every word
|
||
|
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635 his master uttered. He wore a brown suit with a vest whose buttons
|
||
|
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636 strained under the tension of an overly-liberal belly.
|
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637
|
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638 The two made their way toward Albright. They stopped a few feet
|
||
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|
639 away, where the thin man squinted at Albright, then looked down at his
|
||
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640 device, and back and forth again. Satisfied at last, he hit a few keys,
|
||
|
|
641 and spoke.
|
||
|
|
642 "One wonders," he said, "if one would be favorably disposed
|
||
|
|
643 towards lending one a cigarette."
|
||
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644 This was the proper greeting, but Albright was surprised at the
|
||
|
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645 third-person format. "I've got two left." He responded, offering him the
|
||
|
|
646 expected brand.
|
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|
|
647 The thin man took a cigarette and tore off the filter. Albright
|
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648 lit up his last, waiting for his contact to complete the greeting. But
|
||
|
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649 the man had returned to his device and seemed all at once oblivious to
|
||
|
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650 Albright's existence. The pause was just reaching the discomfort thresh-
|
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651 hold when the plump man leaned to his master and whispered something.
|
||
|
|
652 "What? Don't be ridiculous!" The odd man responded too loudly.
|
||
|
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653 "You know I don't smoke!"
|
||
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|
654 At which the assistant grimaced, checked quickly over his shoulder,
|
||
|
|
655 and whispered again.
|
||
|
|
656 "Huh? Oh!" The thin man proclaimed. Then he checked his hand and
|
||
|
|
657 seemed genuinely surprised to find a cigarette residing there. "One
|
||
|
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658 wonders if one would be favorably disposed towards offering one a light."
|
||
|
|
659 "Of course." Albright answered, handing the man a lighter.
|
||
|
|
660 The thin man lit it a couple times, apparently intrigued by the
|
||
|
|
661 functioning of the thing. Then he typed something on his keyboard and
|
||
|
|
662 tried to light the cigarette.
|
||
|
|
663 But Albright realized that, until that moment, the physical act of
|
||
|
|
664 smoking had never once presented itself as an option to the man. He held
|
||
|
|
665 his mouth about an inch from one end of the cigarette, and the flame about
|
||
|
|
666 an inch from the other end. And as he slowly moved his mouth toward the
|
||
|
|
667 cigarette, his hands involuntarily moved ahead of him, maintaining all the
|
||
|
|
668 same distances and preventing any of the necessary contacts.
|
||
|
|
669 Just about the time when Albright expected the craning-necked,
|
||
|
|
670 bulging-eyed man to fall over, the latter managed, with a valiant
|
||
|
|
671 "oo-like" lip contortion, to make lip/cigarette contact. And then, slowly
|
||
|
|
672 bringing the flame back, the circuit was closed! With a deep, wide-eyed
|
||
|
|
673 sucking, the man breathed in his first and undoubtedly his last lungful of
|
||
|
|
674 tobacco smoke.
|
||
|
|
675 Albright had to draw puprosefully on his own cigarette to keep
|
||
|
|
676 himself from laughing. Within moments the thin man was gasping and
|
||
|
|
677 wheezing. For the first time, Albright sensed that the man was conscious
|
||
|
|
678 of the world beyond the little device now clipped to his belt.
|
||
|
|
679
|
||
|
|
680 And so it was that contact was made, albeit somewhat ungracefully.
|
||
|
|
681 And on that day, anyone passing by a certain corner in a certain city
|
||
|
|
682 would have witnessed a rather unusual trio: one sniggering behind a
|
||
|
|
683 cigarette, one frantically checking over his shoulders, and one stabbing
|
||
|
|
684 zealously with his foot at a small, mangled object on the pavement,
|
||
|
|
685 driving it quite mercilessly into the most profound state of oblivion.
|
||
|
|
686
|
||
|
|
687 Albright
|
||
|
|
688 Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*
|
||
|
|
039=Usr:13 voyeur 12/16/89 00:25 Msg:4710 Call:26156 Lines:8
|
||
|
|
689 A note - a common misconception is that the entry above represents a resurgence
|
||
|
|
690 of the NET. This is not true. Once the necessary groundwork has been laid,
|
||
|
|
691 the story will be thrown open for others to participate in. If someone wants
|
||
|
|
692 to resurrect the NET, that is fine - the story will need an antagonist (George,
|
||
|
|
693 by default, being the protagonist). On the other hand, unless someone else
|
||
|
|
694 brings up NET, L'homme sans Parity, Joshua, Ian MacHinery et al., they will NOT
|
||
|
|
695 be appearing. Thank you.
|
||
|
|
696 Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*
|
||
|
|
040=Usr:368 Nemesis Warlock 12/17/89 10:41 Msg:4717 Call:26183 Lines:6
|
||
|
|
697 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
|
||
|
|
698 Albright: Is it possible for you to give us your account number, that we may
|
||
|
|
699 plan this multi-author tale in private to ensure that it follows a proper
|
||
|
|
700 course and avoids tangents a la "Suddenly, aliens land next to Albright and
|
||
|
|
701 spirit him off to Innisfall!"
|
||
|
|
702 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::==Zephyr::=====:::::=====:::::====:::::=====
|
||
|
|
041=Usr:11 L'homme sans Par 12/17/89 15:11 Msg:4719 Call:26186 Lines:8
|
||
|
|
703 ()%(#@)_(@#)_%(@)_%()_@(%@)_#%($_)#@^_)^_@(&)_$&*)_@$(&)_@+$_)^_)^+#@)^+)^_+@)^
|
||
|
|
704 Gee, and I was hoping the Doctor would show up at the wrong Chinese Restaurant
|
||
|
|
705 again...
|
||
|
|
706
|
||
|
|
707 voyeur: Hmmm. I guess the weekend of the 23-24 will be a possibility, but I
|
||
|
|
708 doubt Christmas day.
|
||
|
|
709 *$(@!*$_)$*)_!@$%&*)_!@*$%_)!*!)_% L'homme sans Parity $*)$*!@)_$(_)!@$%*_)!@$
|
||
|
|
710
|
||
|
|
042=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 12/17/89 17:47 Msg:4724 Call:26191 Lines:49
|
||
|
|
711 &*&*&*&*'s
|
||
|
|
712
|
||
|
|
713 I've decided to start doing these story entrys at home, and then upload
|
||
|
|
714 them. This gives me a chance to (Hopefully) do a better job.
|
||
|
|
715
|
||
|
|
716 ***********************************************************************
|
||
|
|
717
|
||
|
|
718 A Primordial scream errupted from Earing, and his two partners
|
||
|
|
719 began to lay down a really crunching beat. It was rather obvious that
|
||
|
|
720 these guys were way out of my league, but I began to doddle a bit
|
||
|
|
721 anyway, as I didn't seem to have any place to go at the moment. Behind
|
||
|
|
722 me I could hear the woman playing at the keyboards. There was an
|
||
|
|
723 almost tangible energy there, and it blended well with what the others
|
||
|
|
724 were doing.
|
||
|
|
725
|
||
|
|
726 I hadn't been paying much attention to how I was playing, but
|
||
|
|
727 slowly the realization came to me that I was playing better then I had
|
||
|
|
728 ever done before. My skills on the guitar were at best average, and
|
||
|
|
729 yet I was belting out a fairly complex counterpoint to the keyboards. I
|
||
|
|
730 began to anaylze what I was doing, and I flubbed several notes badly.
|
||
|
|
731 Earing growled more loudly into the microphone while looking back my
|
||
|
|
732 way. (Nothing he said seemed to be inteligible.) I tried to relax.
|
||
|
|
733 my fingers began to fly over the strings again. After that
|
||
|
|
734 I just decided to enjoy what I was doing.
|
||
|
|
735
|
||
|
|
736 Two hours passed, and I was really feeling fatigued. It
|
||
|
|
737 was begining to look like I was going to be late with my paper. We'd
|
||
|
|
738 gone through better then a dozen songs, though they were all a blur in
|
||
|
|
739 my mind by that time. These guys seemed to favor the major cords. I
|
||
|
|
740 didn't recognize any of the songs, so I assumed they were all origionals.
|
||
|
|
741
|
||
|
|
742 My fingers were nearly raw when the rehearsal finally finished.
|
||
|
|
743 Numbly I was led from the stage, and into a vehicle of some sort. My
|
||
|
|
744 guitar case was placed beside me carefully by the bassist. He gave me
|
||
|
|
745 a dirty look, and I got the impression he didn't approve of my
|
||
|
|
746 forgetting it. I got the distinct impression in fact, that he liked it
|
||
|
|
747 a good deal more then he liked me.
|
||
|
|
748
|
||
|
|
749 My legs were chained to the steel seat I sat in, and the
|
||
|
|
750 woman who had played keyboards was shackled in the opposite corner. I
|
||
|
|
751 could feel the vehicle begin to move. Suddenly the drowsiness overcame
|
||
|
|
752 me. Later I found out I had been drugged.
|
||
|
|
753
|
||
|
|
754 When I awoke I was in a room much like my dorm room. I wasn't
|
||
|
|
755 restrained, and I was needing a rest room.
|
||
|
|
756
|
||
|
|
757 An Astral Dreamer
|
||
|
|
758 &*&*&*&*'s
|
||
|
|
759
|
||
|
|
043=Usr:322 Stray Cat 12/18/89 23:40 Msg:4728 Call:26225 Lines:12
|
||
|
|
760
|
||
|
|
761 hmmmmmmmmmmm ... shades of Justin the Blue, seems to me.
|
||
|
|
762
|
||
|
|
763 BTC ... If you log in here.... I'm having trouble logging onto your system.
|
||
|
|
764 Must be something on this end, huh? I have trouble with Quick looks like.
|
||
|
|
765 Any suggestions???
|
||
|
|
766
|
||
|
|
767 kate
|
||
|
|
768
|
||
|
|
769 Home ... please bring a list of BBS's so's I can call more than here and CBBS.
|
||
|
|
770 Of course, you probably won't log in here until sometime next week ... +#;]
|
||
|
|
771
|
||
|
|
044=Usr:368 Nemesis Warlock 12/20/89 13:41 Msg:4732 Call:26250 Lines:1
|
||
|
|
772 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::==Zephyr::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
|
||
|
|
045=Usr:1 CISTOP MIKEY 12/21/89 00:36 Msg:4734 Call:26260 Lines:3
|
||
|
|
773 for a list of bbs's in the portland area, just type BBS at the command:
|
||
|
|
774 prompt here.
|
||
|
|
775 ------
|
||
|
|
046=Usr:286 Jeff Marten 12/21/89 03:18 Msg:4735 Call:26262 Lines:20
|
||
|
|
776
|
||
|
|
777
|
||
|
|
778 {+}{+}{+}{+}
|
||
|
|
779
|
||
|
|
780 *
|
||
|
|
781 |
|
||
|
|
782 Hello, Manuel
|
||
|
|
783 It's your Uncle Sam
|
||
|
|
784 Time to pay the check
|
||
|
|
785
|
||
|
|
786 -+|[ ThingFish ]|+-
|
||
|
|
787 Rambo Ranger
|
||
|
|
788 |
|
||
|
|
789 *
|
||
|
|
790
|
||
|
|
791
|
||
|
|
792
|
||
|
|
793 {+}{+}{+}{+}
|
||
|
|
794
|
||
|
|
795
|
||
|
|
047=Usr:322 Stray Cat 12/21/89 10:13 Msg:4736 Call:26266 Lines:5
|
||
|
|
796
|
||
|
|
797 Come on ... that wasn't ALWAYS there, was it??? But guess I can't call anyway.
|
||
|
|
798 Something seems to be wrong with my program ... and my computer. It's all so
|
||
|
|
799 complicated.
|
||
|
|
800
|
||
|
|
048=Usr:368 Nemesis Warlock 12/21/89 10:28 Msg:4737 Call:26267 Lines:1
|
||
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|
801 ISN'T EVERYTHING???????
|
||
|
|
049=Usr:81 Albright 12/22/89 02:19 Msg:4738 Call:26288 Lines:7
|
||
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|
802 Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*
|
||
|
|
803 Zephyr: Albright's # is 81. Since I don't get on with that ID every day,
|
||
|
|
804 don't expect quick responses to any mail you may send. Logon frequency is,
|
||
|
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805 of course, dependent on story activity.
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806 >Suddenly, aliens land next to Albright and spirit him off to Innisfall!
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807 Yeah, especially if they are alien rabbits, eh? ;-)
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808 Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*Al*
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050=Usr:11 L'homme sans Par 12/22/89 17:51 Msg:4739 Call:26297 Lines:5
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809 *%@#)%)_*%)_*)_#@(%_)$#@()_$#@^*)_%_)#@(^%_)#@(%)_#@(%_)@(@!_)($!~_)@($_+#%()_$
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810 Albright: Rabbits? Clever. Especially rabbits that don't give up even after
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811 being turned into coat lining.
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812 *%)_%*)@_#(%)_#@(%_)@%*(_)@#(%)_#@% L'homme sans Parity *%@)#_%)_@(%)_#@%)@#_%@
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813
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051=Usr:368 Nemesis Warlock 12/23/89 20:02 Msg:4744 Call:26323 Lines:4
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814 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
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815 Alien bunnies? That, or vicious Parity Demons from Apokalypse. And I'm not
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816 trying to DC-v you.
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817 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::==Zephyr::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
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052=Usr:1 CISTOP MIKEY 12/23/89 20:12 Msg:4745 Call:26324 Lines:2
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818 be careful of that rabit fur linign, it just might bite!
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819 -------------
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053=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 12/24/89 08:48 Msg:4746 Call:26332 Lines:8
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820 &*&*&*&*'s
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821
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822 Happy Hollidays all. I'm working on my next story entry, it should be done
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823 early next week. I'll upload it then.
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824
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825 An Astral Dreamer
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826 &*&*&*&*'s
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827
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054=Usr:82 SWORDSMITH 12/24/89 13:53 Msg:4748 Call:26336 Lines:5
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828 MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!
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829
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830
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831 Swordsmith
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832 ss.ss.ss.ss.ss.ss.ss.
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055=Usr:11 L'homme sans Par 12/24/89 15:13 Msg:4749 Call:26337 Lines:4
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833 *%@)(_%*_)#@%(*)_#@(%)_@(%_)@(%_#()%_#)_^+)%^_+)_+^)@#)^+#@)^_+@)^_+#@)^_+@)
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834 Oui, Joyeux Noel from L'homme sans Parity.
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835 *)_@#*)#()#()%@()%(#)_%(@#)_%(()_@#(%)_#@(%)#(@% L'homme sans Parity *%@#*%_)#@
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836
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056=Usr:4 Milchar 12/24/89 16:42 Msg:4752 Call:26339 Lines:3
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837 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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838 Y Feliz Navidad! + Milch +
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839 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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057=Usr:53 prince dragon 12/24/89 17:18 Msg:4753 Call:26341 Lines:6
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840 *****````*^
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841 .-=-.-=-.-=-.prince dragon.-=-.-=-.-=-.
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842 APPLEPHILIA|IS|*DOWN*|DEW|TO|LOSTING|HARDDIVE|
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843 lisa|says|it|will|not|be|back|up|for|a|*LONG|TIME|if|ever!!!!!
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844 any.one.out.there.who.would.take.over.the.LIST.?
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845 .-=-.-=--.-=-.
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058=Usr:1 CISTOP MIKEY 12/24/89 22:57 Msg:4754 Call:26348 Lines:3
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846 XMAS, Bah! Humbug! Just an excuse to steal money from the pockets
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847 of employers! ;-9
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848 --------------------------
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059=Usr:333 Bartender Slug 12/25/89 12:25 Msg:4755 Call:26353 Lines:2
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849
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850 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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060=Usr:368 Nemesis Warlock 12/27/89 22:14 Msg:4764 Call:26419 Lines:3
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851 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
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852 Wow! Anmd for Christmas, Mommy, I want 100 New Lines When I Call Back!
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853 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::==Zephyr::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
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061=Usr:92 Katherine Dohert 12/28/89 10:37 Msg:4765 Call:26430 Lines:1
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854 ****************************happy*holidaez*****kathyD**************************
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062=Usr:272 Talos 12/28/89 13:22 Msg:4766 Call:26433 Lines:5
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855 <*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*>
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856 Just captured the current text. I'm out of school, and have LOTS of time to
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857 resume BBSing again. See ya soon.
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858 Talos Valheru
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859 <*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*>
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063=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 12/28/89 17:00 Msg:4767 Call:26436 Lines:53
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860 &*&*&*&*'s
|
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861
|
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862 ------------------------------------------------------------------
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863
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864
|
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865 The next several days passed rapidly, and I learned a great
|
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866 deal about this strange place I had been thrown into.
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867
|
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868 It seemed I was not the only person who had come upon this
|
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869 world strangly. Most of the people in the building had a story of
|
||
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870 some sorts to tell, though none quite as colorfull as my own. One
|
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871 guy I met had been snorkling when he found himself in the middle
|
||
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872 of a puddle staring up at two fellows much like the ones who had
|
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873 greeted me.
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874
|
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875 It turned out that we where housed in a large complex. The
|
||
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876 population was around 3000. The cavemen (As our captors were called.)
|
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877 only came in on rare occasions. The day to day running of the complex
|
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878 was left up to us. There was one exit, and it was heavily guarded on
|
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879 the outside. All neccesities arrived through this one bottleneck.
|
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880
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881 It didn't take me long to discover one of the more intersting
|
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882 facts about what was going on around me.
|
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883
|
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884 I was talking to Lydia (The Keyboardist) the day after my
|
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885 arival. We'd been talking about the way things worked.
|
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886
|
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887 "They come to the door, hand a piece of paper to whoevers on
|
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888 duty at the door. It will contain the names of however many people
|
||
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889 they want. The call goes over the intercomm, and when you hear you're
|
||
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890 name you show up pronto at the door."
|
||
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891
|
||
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892 "What happens if somebody doesn't show?" I asked.
|
||
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893
|
||
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894 "They come in, find them, and beat the sh*t out of a half a
|
||
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895 dozen or so innocent people. Then they drag them out and have them
|
||
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896 do whatever it was they wanted them to do."
|
||
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897
|
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898 "I'd imagine anybody who refuses is very unpopuler."
|
||
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899
|
||
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900 "Occasionally they end up dead, and its not the cave men
|
||
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901 that do them in either."
|
||
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902
|
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903 "Seems Harsh."
|
||
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904
|
||
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905 "This is a harsh world."
|
||
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906
|
||
|
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907 Another fascinating discovery was still to come however.
|
||
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908
|
||
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909 An Astral Dreamer
|
||
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910 &*&*&*&*'s
|
||
|
|
911
|
||
|
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912
|
||
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064=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 12/28/89 21:00 Msg:4769 Call:26446 Lines:8
|
||
|
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913 &*&*&*&*'s
|
||
|
|
914 I'm not going to be uploading my story entries untill I see atleast 250
|
||
|
|
915 lines by other people go by. I don't want to be accused of hogging the
|
||
|
|
916 board.
|
||
|
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917
|
||
|
|
918 An Astral Dreamer
|
||
|
|
919 &*&*&*&*'s
|
||
|
|
920
|
||
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|
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|
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|
921 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
|
||
|
|
922 All: Michael and Company are in stasis, considering the permutations of the
|
||
|
|
923 Pyrrix Paradox. Until such time as the Cloaked Man's adversary, the Friar,
|
||
|
|
924 can pull himself free from the diabolical permutations that have befalled him,
|
||
|
|
925 the adventures that transpire after such time will remain a mystery.
|
||
|
|
926
|
||
|
|
927 And Now For Something Completely Different....
|
||
|
|
928 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
|
||
|
|
929 The man at the back of the filthy restaurant pulled his hat over his eyes
|
||
|
|
930 in a mock attempt to avoid drawing any attention to himself, as if that were
|
||
|
|
931 really possible. His giant frame, half hidden in his huge green trenchcoat,
|
||
|
|
932 was -always- bound to incit murmurs from assembled onlookers.
|
||
|
|
933 He'd learned, over time, to ignore their sibilant mutterings, just as he
|
||
|
|
934 had learned to ignore almost everything that made up the disjointed group
|
||
|
|
935 psyche of the States.
|
||
|
|
936 A fly landed on his table, sipping from a thick red puddle of spilled
|
||
|
|
937 drink. Without hesitation, the man slammed his hand down, crushing the
|
||
|
|
938 insect before it could effect escape. A satisfied grin crossing the man's
|
||
|
|
939 half-concealed features, he resumed his waiting, content in the knowledge
|
||
|
|
940 that he had also satisfied the desire of those assembled patrons for some
|
||
|
|
941 utterlt trite cliched show of menace.
|
||
|
|
942 About half an hour later, another man entered the establishment. After
|
||
|
|
943 a precursory inspection of the confines of the room, including a check for
|
||
|
|
944 quick escape routes, he limped over to where the other man had been sitting.
|
||
|
|
945 "Liechter!" the new arrival stammered. "It really has been too long."
|
||
|
|
946 From beneath the shhadowy cover of his fedora, Liechter eyed the arrival
|
||
|
|
947 cooly. "Sandis." he responded at last.
|
||
|
|
948 Shifting uncomfortably in his seat, Sandis eyed the room once more.
|
||
|
|
949 "Your taste for the melodramatic never abates, does it?" Slow, ponderous,
|
||
|
|
950 each word seemed a struggle, as if great pain hid behind tfalsely jovial
|
||
|
|
951 tone.
|
||
|
|
952 Liechter leaned forward, suddenly, his icy blue eyes callously observing
|
||
|
|
953 his companion. "Nor does your damnable stammering. I've learned to ignore it.
|
||
|
|
954 Point taken?"
|
||
|
|
955 "You know the real reason I'm here." Sandis remarked, changing the
|
||
|
|
956 subject that had struck a nerve in his associate. "There's been some
|
||
|
|
957 activity in sectors that warrant your attention. I thought you should know
|
||
|
|
958 before heading into something you can't handle."
|
||
|
|
959 "Can't ... handle?" There was no further response for a tense moment.
|
||
|
|
960 Liechter tipped his hat back slightly. "Whatever do you mean?"
|
||
|
|
961 "The Group is on the move."
|
||
|
|
962 "Again, eh? And so it goe."
|
||
|
|
963 "And there's more...." Sandis gulped suddenly.
|
||
|
|
964 "... "What exactly?"
|
||
|
|
965 "There may be some personell from an outside source involved as well."
|
||
|
|
966 "Which... source." Liechter's pausing was beginning to wear on
|
||
|
|
967 Sandis' nerves.
|
||
|
|
968 "I've heard rumblings that some NET-"
|
||
|
|
969 Liechter tipped his hat completely back. His free hand brushed away loose
|
||
|
|
970 bits of flesh from his right cheek, pausing momentarily to rub at the two
|
||
|
|
971 deep red gashes that ran to the chin along burnt lumps of skin. "The Net?"
|
||
|
|
972 he said, without the dramatic annunciation that Sandis had intoned. "Ever
|
||
|
|
973 since their last fiasco, they've been little more than a whispered private
|
||
|
|
974 joke, and you know it. I'm surprised that you even bothered mentioning it to
|
||
|
|
975 me." Yet Sandis recognized a trace of mild concern behind the blue eyes
|
||
|
|
976 set deep within the recesses of Liechter's hellish features. "Either way, I'm
|
||
|
|
977 not going to involve myself in their business unless they cross paths with
|
||
|
|
978 my interests."
|
||
|
|
979 "I'm surprised that you'd take that tone, consideribf...." his voice
|
||
|
|
980 trailed off.
|
||
|
|
981 "This Meeting Is Over." Liechter stated clearly.
|
||
|
|
982 The little man gathered his meager belongings and limped away, taking one
|
||
|
|
983 last glance back at his associate. But the dark figure in the green coat was
|
||
|
|
984 already lost behind the recesses of his fedora.
|
||
|
|
985 When Sandis had left, and some tima had passed, Liechter finally
|
||
|
|
986 rose. Quietly, he fished through a massive pocket and withdrew a few dimes
|
||
|
|
987 and nickels and dropped them onto the glass covering on the table.
|
||
|
|
988 "The Net." he muttered as he walked out onto the street, hailing for a cab.
|
||
|
|
989 "I'm sure that Z.E.P.H.Y.R has much more interesting things on its agenda than
|
||
|
|
990 concern over a has-been group like that."
|
||
|
|
991
|
||
|
|
992 And slowly, it bagan to rain grey.
|
||
|
|
993 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::==Zephyr::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::====
|
||
|
|
066=Usr:4 Milchar 12/29/89 11:07 Msg:4771 Call:26462 Lines:6
|
||
|
|
994 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||
|
|
995 With only a few lines remaining on the disk, how can I refuse to enter?
|
||
|
|
996 At last, the opportunity to have THE LAST WORD, the FINAL SAY, et cetera.
|
||
|
|
997 I see that quite a few storylines are progressing.... well and good.
|
||
|
|
998 As for my own, let's say, ideas are forming- 'tis slow work and constantly
|
||
|
|
999 interrupted. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch ++ AT THE BOTTOM!
|