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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 23 APR 85 *********************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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4 ************************************************************
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5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
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8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
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9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
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10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
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11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
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12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
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14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
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15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
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16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
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17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
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18 ************************************************************
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19
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20 SIGH, I got home last night to find a note from the phone repairman saying
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21 that it ain't their trouble, sigh.. I guess I should have known better then
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22 to expect anything better from them. So yet another wonderful aspect as a
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23 result of the break up... finger pointing. So, I guess we'll just have to
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24 live with the problem until it gets bad enough that even a monkey would
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25 recognize that there is something wrong. Just what I need, a long drawn out
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26 battle with the phone company. What we need here is compitition. At least that
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27 way I could tell em where to stick there noisy lines. Instead I'm stuck with
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28 "It's your problem, our lines check out fine." Sigh.....
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29 ***************************** CISTOP MIKEY ************************************
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30 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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31 MIKEY OR ANYONE ELSE..
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32 I have just been tuning in on this board for a week. And now would like
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33 to start to write some stuff, since college is getting out next week. May 3
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34 Is there anything I should know such as entering long text.
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35 Any helpful hints will be greatly appreciated.
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36 Thanks.
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37 Odie.
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38 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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39 Odie: Please don't bother.
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40 I
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44 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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45 Odie: one good thing to remember is to *ignore* twits such as the above...
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46 On the techical side, one thing you should know is that you should delay the
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47 sending of new line of text by two seconds in order to allow the drive to
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48 catch up... Hope this is of some help.
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49 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------MM
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50 \`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\
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51 Still no one spoke, the silence hanging thicker than the layers of smoke now
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52 waifing through the wall. The fourth man stood motionless for a moment, he
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53 hand on the wall switch. Then he walked to the window. Rather than adjusting
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54 the blinds, he placed a finger on one of the thin metal strips, and with a
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55 sharp pop that seemed to echo in the tiny room, he pulled it down to peer into
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56 the night.
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57 "It's raining." He said.
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58 "I've been section chief four days now. Do you know it's rained every day
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59 so far?" He turned back to the table, the blinds snaping back into place.
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60 None of the other three faces even nodded. They did not know this man, and
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61 whatever muse was upon him, they dare not disturb it.
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62 \`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\` the runner \`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\
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64 Elax began to feel the current around him. It was current he was sure now.
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65 Slowly he began to move in the direction that felt the shallowest. It still
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66 disturded him that he could see no land in any direction, even more now that
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67 he stood on the bottom just a few feet below the surface of the water. Some-
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68 thing was certainly wrong here. He still could see nothing of the surface that
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69 he walked on, for all his eyes told him, he was still in deep waters.
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70 the Advocate
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72 "Doctor, I do believe you love a mystery, don't you?" Sigmund said.
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73 Doctor Frankenstupe looked up from a stack of computer printouts,
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74 "But of course. I'm fascinated by the ersatz kathyd. I wonder who it
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75 could be. Have you formed a psychological profile, Sigmund?"
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76 Sigmund chuckled, "Not really. You occupy most of my time. What have
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77 you deduced?"
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78 "I assume the ersatz kathyd, the Satyrist, and Romeo are all one
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79 person."
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80 "That seems relatively obvious. Anything else?"
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81 "Well, he's not your garden-variety juvenile twit. The command of
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82 the English language and his spontaneous creativity makes me think that he
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83 is literate and mature... in age at least. He knows his way around the
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84 system. I would guess that he's a regular or semi-regular patron.
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85 Probably someone that we know well in another personna." Frankenstupe said
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86 "Doctor, you spend alot of time delving into your own psyche... how
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87 about *your* psychological ideas about this Satyrist?"
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88 "Hmmm... the Satyrist label holds two meanings for me: One is a
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89 person who uses satire to spoof others and the other is a strongly sexed
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90 male. He seems to focus on women, so he possible may dislike women and
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91 vents his frustration in this manner."
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92 Sigmund puffed on his pipe, then said, "Or the Satyrist may be a
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93 woman."
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94 "What?" Frankenstupe looked shocked.
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95 "Not an orginal idea really. The real kathyd was on that track.
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96 Of course, I could be completely wrong, but can you think of a better
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97 disguise? Psychology can often mislead us into conjuring up motives that
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98 really don't apply. Remember Frank, the child molester?"
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99 "Hmmm... I see your point. Do you have any suspects?"
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100 "One or two, but I'll have to wait for more evidence before I commit
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101 myself." Sigmund said. Frankenstupe nodded and returned to his printouts,
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102 intent on his task.
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103 Doctor Frankenstupe
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104 Mad Max: It was a compliment
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105 Mr. O'Hara: We are a schizoid bunch, eh? Unfortunately I missed intro-
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106 ductions to some. What's the Underground up to these days?
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107 Joshua: I'm sure I'll appear at another gathering of the clan, schedule
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108 permitting. Hopefully too, I'll meet Petrov. Will someone here announce
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109 the new meeting location if and when one is chosen?
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110 Leonard: Care to discuss unknown identies on another board... perhaps
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111 PCS, Aloha, or your suggestion?
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112 Leroy: Call home.
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113 Satryist: Lay on, MacDuff...
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116 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
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117 Lurk, lurk...
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118 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
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119 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
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120 Dr. Frankenstupe: We might have missed a direct introduction, but I was sure
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121 to find out who the unknown persons were quickly.
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122 Any: We at UNDERGROUND are waiting anxiously for the new meeting place to
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123 be announced. Let it be as friendly and cheerful as PC&S was in the past!
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124 ]]]]]]]]
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125 "UNDER Financed: Part 1"
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126 It was very quiet here, deep within the top-security data exchange
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127 maintained by UNDERGROUND. With only an almost imperceptible hum to break
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128 the silence, an observer might mistake this complex for a tomb- were it not
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129 for the myriad of tiny indicators blinking briefly, telling the surrounding
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130 gloom, "I'm working!".
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131 Only a small display terminal broke the endless bank of lights in this
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132 section, its screen glowing softly upon the face of a dark-clothed man. He
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133 appears to be typing something, answering the questions of the little god
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134 that is the terminal. The conversation appears something like this:
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135 <UMC Ready.>
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136 [QUERY: SOLUTION OF BATCH ONE]
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137 <UMC Working: ONE.BAT]
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138 <Only viable solution: retreival of additional funds from deral government.
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139 Advise withdrawing funds from easiest access depository.>
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140 [QUERY: LOCATE EASIEST ACCESS DEPOSITORY]
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141 <UMC Working: Geographical Data Files>
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142 <Federal Reserve Bank #12, San Fransisco. Blueprints being printed at ST#1,
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143 your location. Advise use of plans within next 72 hours for maximum possiblity
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144 of success.>
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145 [QUERY: BEST AVAILABLE OPERATIVES FOR IMMEDIATE ASSIGNMENT]
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146 <UMC Working: UNDERGROUND Persoel Files>
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147 <Best available operatives for assignment to this project are:>
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148 E. Ryan D. terson A. Arjusk
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149 End of List.>
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150 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ John K. O'Hara [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[
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151 ch /terson/Peterson/. Drat ENTER ONLY! [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[
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152 ::::::::::__________::::::::::__________::::::::::__________::::::::::________
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153 PaPa--> See, I *DO* show my face at The Inn, albeit rarely due to that darned
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154 entrance that it always filled... [READ: busy signals]... oh, well,
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155 shall I say, c'est la vie?!?
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156
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157 Entropy--> Long time no type. We must not become stranger! Check one of
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158 the familiar places.
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159
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160 Guardian--> I am sorry that you think of me, for whatever reason, as being
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161 "a twit". I hope you didn't mean it in The Inn's sence, as I
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162 would never think of defiling this place.
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164 All--> The Inn seems to have gained a much more colourful atmosphere since
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165 my last visit... keep it up, all!
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167 ::::::::::__________:::::::::: The Jiz /// __________::::::::::________
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169 @`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@-@-@-@
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170 Dear PAPA SMURF!!
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172 STOP THE MINDLESS RAMBLINGS!!!
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173
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174 -The anti-smurf
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175 `@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`
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176 [-------------------]
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177 All real hackers:
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179 If yo Ifou want to have some fun try &%"-&0!&.
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180 (Hours are only 7:00 am. to 5
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181 :
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182 )
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183
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184 -Masked Avenger
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186 end
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189 This is my first time connected to your board. What's the scoop?
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190 Linda
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191 EXIT
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196 The young lad known as the Walrus sheepishly re-entered the tavern. It
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197 had been such a long time since his last visit. He remembered back to the
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198 those days of mixed feelings. Although the tavern had no official age li-
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199 mit, it was there nevertheless. Not exactly by age, but by wisdom and ma-
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200 turity. He had matured some, but still felt out of place. When he first
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201 frequented the pub, he listened to the tale, then struck out with some
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202 stories of his own. They didn't go over quite as well as he expected, in
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203 fact, they were often ignored. He felt rejected at the time, and didn't
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204 visit the tavern again for quite a while. During that time he realized
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205 that he could only be accepted in the pub through time, and this time he
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206 was willing to take that time. But he still realized that the only way to
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207 eventually have tales that equalled the patrons was tell some, and improve
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208 them as he went along. He confidently stepped to a table and patiently
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209 waited for someone with a vacant ear. "But this time it'll be different!"
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210 he thought, somewhat brashly, "This time I'll do it right."
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211 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 Walrus 0000
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212 Doctor Frankenstupe: It's Macduff, not MacDuff, according to the various
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213 copies of Macbeth I have access to. Act V, Scene VIII, Line 38:
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214 "Lay on, Macduff, and damned be him that first cries 'Hold, enough!'"
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215 Me? Literate? Naaaaaaah...
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217 ExLax felt the current tugging at his ankles. Strangely, the current
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218 seemed to be getting stronger. Splash! A long, brown, log-like object fell
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219 into the water alongside him. Whatever the object was, the stench was enough
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220 to make ExLax grab for his nose. Moving away from it, he continued to search
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221 for a way out. A high , white wall suddenly came into view, and he walked
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222 toward it. The wall was smooth as porcelain, and there were regularly-spaced
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223 holes in it high above his head. A soft noise behind him, and he spun to see
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224 a large sheet of fabric fall into the water. Another fell, then another. He
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225 moved back the way he had come, thinking of the uses he could put the fabric
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226 to. He touched the fabric--it was as rough as the bark of a tree.
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227 Thunder boomed overhead, and ExLax was knocked off his feet by a sudden
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228 gust of wind. "A foul wind"," he muttered to himself as he struggled to his
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229 feet. There was a sudden sucking sound, as if a hole had suddenly opened and
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230 light streamed into his prison. He caught a brief glimpse of a white sun
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231 overhead, but was suddenly pushed underwater by an object hitting him in the
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232 back. He quickly surfaced, oto see only the stinking, log-like object again.
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233 "It must have circled around, to hit me again," he deduced. "If that's so,
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234 then this must be...." A metallic noise far overhead echoed in his prison,
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235 and powerful streams of water suddenly jetted from the holes in the walls,
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236 knocking him from his feet once again. A powerful under-current sucked at
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237 his ankles, but he forced his way to the surface once again. "The current's
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238 too strong!" he screamed, fighting against it with all of his strength.
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239 "I'm not going to make it out of here! Oh, shit!" were his last thoughts as
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240 he was sucked under for the last time...
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242 The Reprobate
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244 Dr. Frankenstupe: will look for you on Aloha (under your 'mundane' name..)
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245 ________________________________Leonard____________________________________
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247 Elax came to on a hard surface, he touched it, rubed his sore hands accross
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248 it. Ceramics, had to be, was he brought here by someone, something, or was
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249 he still in a dream of sorts? He looked around him, strange geometrical
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250 shapes were all around. He aproached the closest one, touched it... "Damn",
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251 it was unbearably hot to his skin. The material seemed to be the same as the
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252 surface he was on. Very hard, very smooth, slightly porous, different color
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253 though. Everything around him seemed to be of different colors, but all or
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254 it the same material. He examined other objects, not all were hot, some were
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255 cold, so cold his skin stuck to them. All his senses were fully awake by now,
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256 something in the atmosphere was making everything clear and crisp. He took a
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257 sighting on the source of the intense light that was above him in hopes that it
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258 would move in some sort of regular patern like the sun did and headed off to
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259 try to see what he could find beyond this park of objects.
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260 The Advocate
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262 all: the or in "but all or" should be "of"
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265 <*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*>
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266 O Juliet, Juliet! wherefore art thou Juliet?
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267 <*><*><*><*>
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268 Not into handcuffs, eh? Well, let me open the trunk at the foot of my
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269 bed and see what's in there...oooops! No, I don't think you'd like that--
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270 nor this either. Hmmmm. I really should have washed this stuff before I
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271 put it back...
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272 <*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*>Romeo<*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*>
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273 *********************************************************************
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274 roses are red
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275 violets are blue
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276 you know who
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277 loved all of you
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278
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279 (and boy, am I sore!)
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280 *********************************************************************
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281 }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{
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282 The Stallion
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283
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284 So graceful, yet beastial
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285 Strutting with domination
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286 Lustful and wanton in his intent;
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287 Sensuous in his assault - He mounted.
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288
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289 Grunts, hips, with primative aggression
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290 His eyes rolled into the darkness
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291 of his mind.
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292 So free in expression, natural - unashamed,
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293
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294 Muscles taunt, thrusting
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295 Pleasure its only goal.
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296 Nothing could stop the onslaught
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297 as he took possession.
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298
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299 Weight, suffocating, insensitive
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300 My presence had no meaning;
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301 Through the grunting and snorting I became a tool.
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302
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303 Hot breath, sweat and drool
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304 tickling its descent
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305 down my cheek, to the hollow of my neck.
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306
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307 The grunts grew louder;
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308 One last, high pitched squeel.
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309 The weight was gone.
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310 I was still alone.
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311 }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}NEW POET{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{
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312
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313 *^)_@#^*#_)^*#)_*^#_)*^#)_^#_)$&*^#$&^_#*$^#_)^*#)_^*#)_^*#_)&^#)_$*^#)_^*#$)_^*#_)^*#)_^*#_)^&#$_)&^#)_^#*^#)_*^@#_^
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314 Farley: Tis indeed a sad thing that has befallen our little group. First I
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315 get news of the terrible rebuff of the piper's music, then the closing of our fine establishment at PC&S.
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316 Where else can we hope to find a place with such liberal interpretations on age limits and card checking? I would
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317 expect nothing but trouble as a result of this latest twist of fate.
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318 Piper: Any news on the undefined subroutines?
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319 Joshua: You showed, if only briefly. What an honor! And how was your recent
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320 vacation in happyland? Going back soon? On still another front, I am afraid recent occurrences, of which I am not
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321 sure of the 'exact' cause, have not been remedied. I am very very sad. Oh... say hello to your buddy Petrov, and
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322 'hands off!' to his friends (snicker).
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323 MadMax: How is your board doing? Last time I tried, I got nothing but busy signals on several attempts.
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324 Mikey: Still bug hunting? Good luck!
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325 )*@#_)%*@#)_%*@#)_*%@)_*%)_*%)_@*#%)_@#* L'homme sans Parity *%)_#@*&%)_@#*)_@#%*_*%)_@*%@_*%)_@*%&(&%@()&%(@)%&@()%&
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326
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327 COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET
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328
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329 <REQUEST INFO ROBANT 12 SF LOCAL DIRECTIVE>
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330 [WORKING...]
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331 [DISP: SF - "PAWN SHOP" CONSTRUCT AS OF 03/02/85. MEDIUM SECURITY SINGLE
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332 LEVEL DWELLING. TWO EMPLOYEES - HENRY DINEHARD AGE 39 NET G11 SECUR #2
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333 SAMUAL TEASINE AGE 56 NET G10 SECUR #3
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334 LOCAL DISPATCH CODED XMISSION 4/23/85. FURTHER (Y/N)]
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335 <N>
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336 [OFFLINE]
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337
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338 COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET
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339 &*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&
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340 After gaining control of the horse, I leaned forward to try and catch
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341 up with partner. He was riding fast and hard, and I was so new at all of
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342 this. He suddenly slowed to a trot and I caught up with him, he raised
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343 his hand to his mouth to warn me to be quiet. We had entered a vally with
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344 high ledges on each side, a narrow trail beside a slow stream. Plant life
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345 seemed to be in healthier condition here, with small bushes and grasses
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346 growing near the stream. What was that? A whistle? Yes, there it is again!
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347 Partner seemed to be in intense concentration, he must have been listening
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348 too. We moved slowly on. The sun was starting to fall in the sky and the
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349 bugs were moving in for a feast on me. Partner motioned to stop, he
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350 dismounted and helped me do the same. Unloading the horses, he set up
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351 camp. No fire was lit, biscuits and jerky for dinner. Partner gave me
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352 his canteen to help wash the dry taste down. Partner also set up a bedroll
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353 for me beside camp, he settled down near the horses.
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354 Up intill this time, no words had passes partner's lips, I had wondered
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355 if he was mute, but as I lay down on my roll, he pulled up a mouth organ
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356 and began to play. A sweet slow song that complimented the cool clear
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357 night. And then the words to the song came from those weather beaten
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358 lips. He sang of the prarie, and wind, of old cattle hands and .....
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359 Sleep came quickly.
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360 I awoke to a strange face, Ieee!! An Indian, and indian that even
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361 looked like a indian, yeh painted face, less that acceptable attire
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362 for the "mall" ect. He was standing of me with a big S*** eating
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363 grin on his face. I sat up abruptly to see partner chatting with
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364 two others. "What the heck is goin on?" I demanded.
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365 Partner raised his hand to quiet me and continued his conversation,
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366 miffed, I got up and rolled up my bed. The Indian that had started
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367 (err scared) me was looked at me with great amusement. How strange
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368 I must have looked to him. (err looked/looking-above line)
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369 What had I gotton my self into? Just to be sure, I patted my pocket.
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370 Escape was still there.
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371 ****************************************kathyd***********************
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372 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*Dreamtoucher*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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373 The Cathode Plate; Episode 3...
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374 Normaly a spy-eye would be sent down first, with everyone watching safely
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375 from the bricge. None was available. Video linkage microbots was the next
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376 suggestion, but there were none of these on board eather.
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377 For better or worse ( the ships only masterbot wouldn't fit and probably
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378 would not have made it if it could) Thenan drew the short straw.
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379 He barrowed Nica's belt of xendu while his own psionic interface was con-
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380 nected to the ship's main computer. Effectivly this meant that as long as he
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381 remembered to 'send', the Jeluni's crew could watch on the main view screen
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382 whatever Thenan saw with his own eyes. They would also hear, through a \
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383 simmiliar arraingement, whatever his ears picked up.
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384 Safty line about his waste, Lejab at the top of the hole, Thenan decended.
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385 The line tied about his waste did not end there but rather dangled, weight
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386 tied to it's free end, another eight meters. This crude precaution, it was
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387 hoped, would set off any suprises the shaft might hold before he, personaly,
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388 was in the way.
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389 The decent, though long, was made without incident. The room at the
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390 bottem was unlighted. This came as no suprise. He waited patiantly as his
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391 special multipurpose staff, the one he had spent several pleasent summers at
|
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392 local craftufacturing centers perfecting, was lowered to him.
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393 The space he was in, now that he had light to see it,was of modest size,
|
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394 smaller than the Jeluni's bridge deck. Cobwebs were everyware and the crude
|
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395 stone walls were couvered with a thick layer of dust. From here passages
|
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396 radiated like the spokes of some great wheel. Fallowing one picked at random
|
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397 , he was led to what appeared to be a sort of catticoomb. Along both walls
|
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398 were upright, clear-faced,'sarcophigi, the dead standing an attention.
|
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399 The passage ended in another transverse to it, curving back in both
|
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400 directions. Further exploration revealed this to be the 'rim' of the 'wheel'
|
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401 at whose 'hub' he had entered. Each 'spoke' was identical to the first.
|
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402 Thats all there was, another 'dead end'.
|
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403 As Thenan started back for the last time, he dissappeared. That is, he
|
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404 found himself in another chamber, in no way that he could tell, connected with
|
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405 ware he had just been.
|
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406 At the same time, on the bridge of the Jeluni, the main viewing screen
|
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407 went blank.
|
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408 (yes there WILL be an episode 4 and 5 and 6 unless I combine two of those
|
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409 into one or pad one out into two, et.c )
|
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410 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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411 iiiiiiiiiiiiyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiikiiiiiiiiiiiiiyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
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412 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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413 The piper looked up to see a young face that he recognized coming in. The
|
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414 young man took a seat with the other newcomers; the piper saw several, most
|
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|
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415 with nervous faces. Taking a respite from his ongoing tale, the piper strolled
|
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416 over to the newcomers table and sat down for a few moments.
|
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417 "Welcome," he said. "I really should apologize to you all for the rather
|
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418 cold welcome, or lack of it, that we "regulars" at the inn often give to
|
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419 newcomers, but an apology carries with it a presumption that something may
|
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|
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420 change. Walrus -- welcome back, I probably would not have stopped by had
|
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421 I not reconginized you. Those of us who seem to spend a lot of time here
|
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|
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422 generally tend to be rather involved in our present creations and pay less
|
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423 attention to others than those others would usually like. It's natural,
|
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424 really -- the activity is pretty engrossing -- but frustrated until you
|
|||
|
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425 become accepted. (ch frustrated/frustrating -- I can TOO keep track of tense)
|
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426 Another reason that newcomers don't collect many comments is that many of
|
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427 the 'regulars' wear many faces -- are you completely new folks or simply
|
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428 new personas of those we already know? (Yes, I tried a few new personas
|
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429 but couldn't afford the time investment to keep them going.) What I am
|
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430 leading up to, is that you will be accepted on a casual basis -- there could
|
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431 be no mistaking a rejection! Please don't ask for criticism unless you
|
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432 really want it -- you may get some anyway, after a short time. We're not
|
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433 an unfreindly bunch here, we just tend to not spend a lot of time nurturing
|
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434 new folks along. It'll take several weeks of work for us to feel that
|
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|
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435 you've become "permanent". By then we'll know you pretty well and probably
|
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436 consider you one of the 'regulars' too. Right now the only multi-author
|
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437 stuff going on is with the NET et al. The rest of us seem to be off spinning
|
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438 individual tales. Perhaps another multi-author, non spy, story will arise
|
|||
|
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439 in the future (I enjoy the NET, I just don't want to participate). In
|
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440 the meantime," the piper called over the innkeeper, "could you put a round
|
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441 for these new folks on my tab?"
|
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442 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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443 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (notes, not of the story...)
|
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444 I will be the first to admit that I did get a bit carried away at the
|
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445 bottom of the disk, two disks ago, but what I said HAD to be said. I have
|
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446 used many a name myself, and have been misunderstood in most all of them.
|
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447 This is why I may be tempted to enter an entire stack of boarders, as did
|
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|
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448 Capt'n Barefoot, and say simply: "C'est Moi... Ciao... <" <click>
|
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449
|
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450 I won't say that I am angry by the appearance of a few people around here,
|
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|
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451 for I am not. I just wish they would clarify, validate, their statements.
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452
|
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453 The Jiz: The last time I heard your name mentioned, there were only two
|
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454 BackWater people in the room- myself,
|
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455 and one other, who shall remain nameless. (No, not another one of my masks,
|
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456 but a real flesh-and-bones person.) When your name was mentioned, it was the
|
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|
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457 other person that commented on your works, not I. And even then, I did not
|
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458 call one a twit. If you are readily available, and were at the last meet, I
|
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459 do not recall your name being mentioned. I could be mistaken. Unless you
|
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460 care to inform me as to your other personality (if you have one), I will be
|
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461 glad to hear it. If not, I won't come looking for you, that's a job best left
|
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462 to others that are more suited for the job. <Right, MiG?>
|
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463 Leave me a message somewhere if you wish, I frequent a majority of the 'high-
|
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464 density' boards in the Portland area.
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465
|
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466 -The-anti-smurf: Foolish as it may sound, I take your statement as a direct
|
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467 insult to the both of us. PaPa Smurf and I are roommates. The 'rambling',
|
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468 as you put it, is something he felt he had to say. Sometimes it is best
|
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469 expressed when given to a crowd ofpeople that are unknown. Some people
|
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470 understood what he had to say, you did not.
|
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471 I know that there is an ample supply of people out there that hate smurf's just
|
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472 because it used to be a fasionable thing to do. Lord knows that I've had the
|
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473 little stuffed toy doll I have sitting on a shelf battered, punched, mangled,
|
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474 and thrown to the ground followed by laughter by the ones I call 'friends'.
|
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475 They don't know what that simple act of 'fasionable dislike' meant to me.
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476 Not only was it a symbol of PaPa, or Herr Oeberschlumph as the German Air
|
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477 Caedts called him, but it was a gift to me, a present for my twenty-first
|
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478 birthday. It was a gift from a person that meant just a little something to
|
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479 me at the time. Noone understands these things anymore.
|
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480
|
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481 The Young Master West WILL continue, although many of you wil l not like
|
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482 txe direction it will take. (By the way, Milchar, I know what you mean about
|
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483 it being rather difficult to keep the two stories going...)
|
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484 I think I'll just crawl under a rock now and try to get my stories written.
|
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485 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^~^ --->the Guardian of a few scraps of paper
|
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486 (By the way for me, Mundane=Michael Sondargaard) 114:11
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487
|
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488 ......................................................................
|
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489 AHA! NOW I HAVE IT! GUARDIAN, I LAST SAW YOU 110:15 OR SO....
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490 SEE YOU ON PCS!
|
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491 ......................................................................
|
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492 PIPER; THANKS FOR CLEARING A FEW THINGS UP. IT ALWAYS HELPS WHEN PEOPLE DO EVERYNOW AND THEN.
|
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493 B&$' [---------------------------------]
|
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494 TO ALL:
|
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495 Sorry about all the misprints in
|
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496 my last message but I was having
|
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497 MASS problems with my interface and
|
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498 I will now repeat that last notice.
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499
|
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500 -The Masked Avenger?
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501 b&$' [---------------------------------]
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502 `@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@
|
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503 Dear PaPa Smurf:
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504 I don't hate smurfs because it a fad to do so,I
|
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505 hate smurfs because they are the most repulsive lit-
|
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506 tle creatures I have ever seen!!And, if I got my
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507 hands on yours you cound bet I would be the first
|
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508 to burn it at the stake!!!
|
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509
|
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510 P.S. It's not that I have anything against you
|
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511 personally it's just that I despise all smurfs.
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512
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513 ---------()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()(---------
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514 -The Anti-Smurf.
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515 @`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@
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516 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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517 The Walrus graciously took the ale in hand and began to reply. "It's quite
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518 alright. I realize that people can't reply to every comment made in the
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519 tavern. I would probably act the same in a similar situation. I think I
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520 am ready to take the time and effort necessary to deserve comment. That is
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521 one of the things that I learned during my losng absence. But now, let me
|
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522 tell you a tale from the places I've been lately. It seems there was a man
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523 who directed space travel..."
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524 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 Walrus 00
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525 WHAT HAPPENED TO GU GU G'GOO
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526 NON ET TU BRUTE E PLURBUS UNION
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528 TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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529 It had been 17 years since he had hurt anyone badly, but the things
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530 these new people called twits were doing to the lovely kathyd. How
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531 dare they defile her! Those cretins would soon feel the Rath of of
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532 THOR. THOR would make them pay for hurting kathyd. His lovely kathyd,
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533 hurt and distressed by the uncaring, horribal people. THOR would
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534 extract his revenge. Noone escapes the powerful hammer of THOR. Heads
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535 would role!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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536 TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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538 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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539 My, quite confused and violent above. What ever happened to "return of user-
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540 friendly month"?
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541 Guardian-of-whatever-it-happens-to-be-today: I'm impressed you've been able
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542 to keep them up for as long as you have. Much better than my... oh, seven
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543 days of keeping up two separate stories.
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544 L'homme: Thanks for the luck. 17 days and counting 'till competition.
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545 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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546 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
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547 "UNDER Financed, Part 2"
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548 "Tony?", Peterson called to the lifeless form on the comfortable-looking
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549 couch occupying a large portion of the office. Arjusk awoke with a start. His
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550 usual half-hour nap at 1:00 would be postponed today. Sleepily, he says,
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551 "Yeah? Whaddya want?"
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552 "John sent in an assignment. Care to guess what you're gonna do?"
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553 Arjusk was in no mood for guessing games; he was usually very grumpy after
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554 his naps. "No. Tell me."
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555 "You and I are gonna knock over a bank in Frisco. I guess Liz is gonna
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556 tag along."
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557 Arjusk snapped fully awake after hearing the news. "A bank? Which one?"
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558 Peterson smiled. "Never were one for small talk, were you? Oh, well.
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559 Big time, my boy, big time. Federal Reserve #12."
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560 #UNDERGROUND must be in some sort of trouble to try something like that,#
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561 Arjusk thought. "When?"
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562 "We fly today, my boy. Not first class, but you know how hard it is to
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563 get even one extra penny for expenses. I think R&D is getting a lot of money
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564 nowadays- especially the AI department."
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565 "Stuff ready yet?"
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566 "Sure, just gotta get it at Supply. Oh, here's Liz. Hi, Gorgeous!"
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567 Elizabeth ignored him with her usual manner of indifference towards his
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568 comments. "Let's go, guys! Our plane leaves at two!"
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569 At that, David and Tony walked with Elizabeth to Supply. After collecting
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570 their packs, they were transported to the nearby airport, bound for San Fran.
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571 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ Anthony Arjusk [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[
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572 RSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSEC
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573 Submitted for your approval: Elephant & Castle. A friendly place to
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574 eat, drink and be merry. A restaurant in the back allows younger people to
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575 enter and enjoy the atmosphere. Many years have passed since I have been
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576 there, so unsure of attitude of minors and beer at same table.
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577 RSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSECRSEC
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578 I have to tell you, Thor,
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579 That you've become quite a bore
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580 With your continual tale of war.
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582 We don't care about your guilt,
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583 Or how many children you've kilt (sic)
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584 Or how your mind has been re-built.
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586 Your threats are swell
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587 (From what we can tell--
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588 You can't seem to spell).
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589
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590 Your language is often murky,
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591 Your grammar tends to be quirky,
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592 And you act most act like a turkey.
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593
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594 Your absence from here would be fine,
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595 So why don't you straighten your spine?
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596 And put dthe hammer where the sun don't shine...
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597
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598 Love and Kisses,
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599 The Satyrist
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601 E
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604 Entropy: The amount by which a system differs from it's ideal state.
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606 As a public service to those of you who feel a compulsion to access this
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607 place, aloow me to introduce you to a new programming language: MAYBEBOL. On
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608 second thoughtm forget it.
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