informis
/
textfiles
1
0
Fork 0
Code Issues Pull Requests Packages Projects Releases Wiki Activity
textfiles/messages/BACKWATER/bw850717.txt

649 lines
37 KiB
Plaintext
Raw Normal View History

Initial commit
2021-04-15 11:31:59 -07:00
LI
NUMBER OF LINES: 629
1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
2 ************************* INSTALLED: 17 JUL 85 *********************
3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
4 ************************************************************
5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
18 ************************************************************
19
20 Well...well...well...first time I log on to this system in about 3 weeks and I
21 amwarmly greeted by being at the top of the drive today! Well...I was only
22 checking in, but hello to all out there. I love your stories. Please keep
23 writing them!
24 -> The Warrior
25 *******************************************************************
26
HELLO DUDES WHAT I REALLY WANT TO KNOW TODAY IS DO ANY OF YOU MODEM
27
USERS HAVE ANY NUMBERS THAT ARE WORTH WHILE CALLING BECAUSE ALL THE
28
NUMBERS I HAVE DONT WORK EXEPT THIS ONE AND I WOULD LIKE TO BE ABLE TO CALL
29
30
MORE PEOPLE .
31
THANK YOU
32
FRED
33
***********************************************************
34 :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
35 From Hawthorne; Ever so helpfull
36 Why, Fred, I'm glad you asked that question. There are quite a few
37 systems in town, and I'm sure you will like them.
38 There is Alternate World for example (777-xxxx) which is now an AE line,
39 or you can call the Bit Bucket where a current list of all the boards is kept.
40 The Bit Bucket requires your real name, and a little time in order to
41 have full access. But after you get it, there will be a lot of ther boards
42 for you to call.
43 The phone number is 254-xxxx.
44 :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
45 THANK YOU DUDE IF YOU KNOW ANY MORE WRITE THEM IN!!!!!
46
THANK YOU
47
FRED
48
************************************************************
49 ]Y][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][
50
51 It was a darkened time upon the once bountiful land. The land that once
52 held such promise now resembled barren dessert devoid of life. Those who
53 had inhabited the land were swept away in the torrent of destruction. Only
54 Trainor to tell the story, and in so telling, the story may never be
55 forgotten. It was up rainor to cross the known realities with his pell-
56 mell device, searching for anyone who would listen to his story, and heed
57 his warning.
58
59 - - - -
60
61 "A danger so great as |o rip the very fabric of time asundar exists now,
62 and soon it will return to anotxer reality to rend is destruction. My homeland
63 is now nothing more than ruins. I weep for xhose I have lost, but weeping
64 will not fight this danger or keep it from hurtling through the cosmos on
65 diabolical wings. I search out for adventurers, perhaps like yourselves, to
66 ******DARN LINE NOISE********
67 diabolical wings. I search out for adventurers, perhaps like yourselves, to
68 help me hunt this evil down and destroy it. So far my search has been futile,
69 for all turn their backs when they hear my tale of woe. Will you turn your
70 backs?"
71 So went Trainor to the patrons of the Backwater Inn at Inisfal. No face
72 betrayed fear, unlike so many other inns and cantinas across Trainor's travels.
73 A single clear voice broke the silence. Its tone was cautious, but a bit
74 of eagerness could be detected. "You are looking for help then? Help against
75 this 'danger' as you call it. You have remained vague about this 'danger.'
76 I speak for everyone when I say that none of us is foolish enough to go
77 along with you until we know more about this 'danger.' But some of us, in
78 fact many of us may be foolish to accompany you after you tell us more about
79 the quest and the 'danger' you seek."
80 Nods and murmurs of approval swept over the assemblage. The other
81 patrons were obviously interested, and wanted to hear more about what
82 Trainor's plea.
83 "I would be more than happy to relate to you all I know. Already you
84 have shown more interest than the previous score of so-called hardy adventure-
85 types I have encountered in my travels. The time grows near for action, ask
86 me any questions you like. Details may be sketchy, but I will do my best."
87 Trainor's voice revealed his excitement at the prospect of help in
88 his quest. He knew he could not continue alone. He had already wasted
89 too much time casting his story on innumerable the oaken table tops the
90 pell-mell had to offer. He would not pass up this chance, even in the
91 light of extensive questioning. Trainor could see in the eyes of all
92 txose around him the gaze of hardened and experienced questors. These
93 men and women were not new to the ways of high adventure and extreme
94 danger. Perhaps among them there would be enough willing souls to go
95 with Trainor, and if successful, save the Galactic Reality!
96 "Please step forward! Ask me what you will. Oh you brave and wonderful
97 people, you have given me new hope..."
98
99 - - - -
100
101 Yes fellow patrons, are you up for an adventure? Are you willing to
102 sacrifice the time needed to read and write and partake of a story, a quest
103 of goodness and honor? Are you reading to face unknown challenges? Are you
104 prepared for the rigors of writer's block? Please let me know, or better still,
105 begin writing. I am asking for a multi-authored round-robin story of old, will
106 I get one?
107
108 OMNI - Not the magazine, the feeling. OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI
109 1000 Pardons for a not very well proof-read entry. Fixes follow: should be "Only Trainor was left to tell the
110 story" ch /up rainor/up to Trainor/ ch /as |o rip/as to rip/ ch /on innumerable the/on the innumerable/
111 ch /reading to face/ready to face/ ch/darn 'x's/proper 'h's/ - Some of these were my goofs and some were line
112 noise. I hope the point got across regardless of the presentation.
113 OMNI
114 (*{(*{(* L'oeuf *)}*)}*)
115 From back in the corners where he had been sitting for quite some time now,
116 Fencer raised his awareness to this newcomer's plea. He had hung his head in
** DISK ERR IN LINE 117 **
117
118 the prospect of redeeming himself- ah, wasn't that always the way of a drunkard though- at this new chance for
119 adventure perked his brain from its current state of vegetation. "Trainor."
120 , he shouted slurrenly, "tell us more about this Galactic business. I'd like
121 to know a littl' more before I, before I go off tramping off tramping into
122 nothing that I know." Fencer raised his drunken head to the window- caught
123 a glance of the once-pround, now dullard face, and shouted to the barmaid-
124 "Missy- Send another mug of al...black coffee this way, would'y dear?"
125 (*{(*{}*)}*) Oh boy- a comeback!
126 ==============================================================================
127 A MODERN DAY PARABLE FOLLOWS
128 fingers...
129 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
130 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
131
132 L'homme: if you are interested in using the 4107, look in my files
133 under ~/info/4107.codes. Some of the possibly useful codes are there. If
134 you need more info, let me know.
135
136 Zephyr: why do you think that I'm a chair?
137
138 Mark: I have also found those certain letters. Notice that it is not case
139 sensitive? Try the commands that I found: status, sstat, done. Also,
140 when you try sstat, notice the unit number? Try CALL n where n is that
141 unit number; you should get something like "unit busy". I haven't tried
142 calling lately, maybe tonight I'll try some more. Let me know what you
143 come up with.
144
145 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
146 "Sir Trainor!" called a figure in the back, known to some simply as
147 Emu. I've not been on an adventure for more that a year now. The life
148 of a farmer is getting me down. I want to get back into the spirit, and
149 the Inn has been a great place to be on the edge. However, I'm tired of
150 lurking in the corner, and would like to sharpen my skills as a hunter and
151 tracker. Before I make any foolhardy commitments, though, can you tell
152 us all what you seek?"
153 Others joined in agreement to the question. A dwarf by the fireside
154 called out, "More importantly, why do you seek it?" All were hoping for
155 a new story to be told, this one about one man's search. Will he tell it?
156 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
157
158 ******************************************************************
159 Steve: I fixed the bug about 15 minutes after you left. The change I made
160 wasn't saving the DX register, which points tto the number to dial.
161 So it was pointing to who knows where in memory. Sheesh! We can either
162 meet again sometime to get you the update, or give me a call, and I'll
163 send it to you.
164 *************************** CISTOP MIKEY ******************************
165 CRASH BANG WALLOP!!!!!!!!!!!
166 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
167 DON'T BE A SMARTASS
168 888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888
169 COKE is them.....
170 88888888888888888888888888888888888807/17/85888820:448888888888888
171 A figure dressed in medieval tunic & trews, with 20th century combat
172 boots, and a pack that looked to be from yet farther in the future spoke
173 up. "Considering the 'vehicle' you arrived in, I don't suppose you have
174 any idea what the multiversal co-ordinates of your world are?"
175 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
176 If this is at all
177 interesting I think I'll go along, it's been kinda quiet around here.
178 And if I don't make it back, well...
179 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
180 ALTAIR 5 Pat Stanley, Jani Hicks & Linda Stoops, et al.
181 MUSIC: Forest Lawn
182
183 Oh, lay me down on Altair Five in a lithium casket
184 Crystal flowers over my head in a silver basket.
185 Let a Vulcan bugle corps play "Taps" while blasters roar;
186 Sixteen Federation employees sell souvenirs from the hucksters' store.
187 I want to go fannish when I go.
188 They'll give me a proper funeral there, I know.
189 With a casket lined in fleece,
190 And elf-runes spelling out "Rest in Peace".
191 Oh, take me when I gone to Altair Five.
192
193 Oh, lay me down on Altair Five, they understand there.
194 They have a galactic choir and a Martian band there.
195 Just put me in their care,
196 I'll find some comfort there.
197 Four starships in a last salute;
198 They'll drop Spielberg from a parachute.
199 I want to go fannish when I go.
200 They'll give me a proper funeral there, I know.
201 With a thousand spacy things
202 And elven dancers with golden wings.
203 Oh, take me when I'm gone to Altair Five.
204
205 Oh cone ---
206 Come to the woods of Lothlorien
207 Where songs of the Shire we will sing.
208 Be as simple and as trusting as a hobbit would,
209 And have Gandalf bury me with The Ring.
210
211 To find an offworld resting place is my desire.
212 To have John Williams do the score comes a little higher.
213 The Doctor cast in brass will stand in plastic grass,
214 Tossing jelly babies from his hat to the mourners filing past.
215 I want to go "Jedi" when I go.
216 They'll give me a proper funeral there, I know.
217 They'll bury this old fan
218 With eulogy by desert Ben.
219 Oh, take me when I'm gone to Altair Five.
220
221 Lords of Kobol, pray for me.
222 Reassignment, *finally* !
223
224 Oh, take me when I'm gone to Altair Five.
225 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
226 sorry, but I already had it in the buffer (& it *almost* fits...)
227 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
228 &'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&
229 Bard, I do believe you ought to be much more conscious of space and time.
230 Lately there has been a great deal of marvel from you, and yourself, but
231 you might do well to choose shorter marvels for us.
232 &'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&
233
As mutterings filled the halls and rafters a few solitary voices
234 hailed the newest quest proposed and quite a few more hailed for more ale.
235 At the time, I was no more than a simple ranger who knew a few more
236 tricks than the competition. And of course, the tricks were always a little
237 more than unfair. Most of them involved simple mimickery, and illusions.
238 As the innkeeper was drafting more ales than he should have, everyone
239 proceded to drink a little more than they should have.
240 Finally, after a small ruckus which is best described as a war of the
241 great egos, the halls began to empty of people, trying to find some means
242 of transport. Fearing for my mount, I hopped out the open window and fell
243 rather softly onto the ground. Tthe morning frost cracked as I landed and
244 my breath became a fume of white air. It was indeed a winter morning as we
245 left that day.
246 &'&'&'&'&'&'M'U'R'D'E'R'&'&'&'&'C'O'N'S'E'Q'U'E'N'T'I'A'L'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&'&
247
248 I don't mind the 'wasted' space, bard. It's much more pleasant and
249 enjoyable reading than what we've been saving the disks for lately.
250 (this disk is a definite improvement, however).
251 :::::::::::::::::O O::::::::::::voyeur::::::::::::::::O O::::::::::::::::::
252 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
253 fine, be that way. take my words and twist them, but you won't get me
254 mixed up in all of this until i get a little more justification out of
255 you. maybe even then... but who knows? when i read your words, they
256 seemed so alien, so strange, yet i grew aware.
257 and on another note by the by, you now have what you have been waiting
258 for. before you return it, i wish to explain what is still missing.
259 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& the scarlet lion &&&&&&&
260 tonight of all nights i wished for someone else to be strong. how
261 did it come to pass that when he came into the room, looking for me,
262 that i felt so much more alone now that he was here with me? he was
263 here to take care of me and still i wanted him to go away. damn,
264 damn, damn. i loved someone that i was no longer in love with. and
265 what was worse, there was no one to replace him. no wait, there was
266 someone else. but that someone only existed on the other end of the
267 phone line, alwayys handy but never at hand. remembering where i am,
268 i turned back to him and smiled as i pulled the hair away from my face
269 to say hello. his warm smile proved that i lied all too well. damn.
270 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& the scarlet lion &&&&&&&
271
272 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
273 sniff...sniff...I never know what everyone is talking about...the pictures
274 never show up on my terminal
275 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
276 OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI
277 "Hardy adventurers! I hear your pleas, and you have heard mine. Cast me a
278 drink good innkeeper, toss me a chair might warrior, so that I may sit and drink
279 and tell you the tale of the evil that lurks the known realities and then, and
280 only then, will I ask you, good patrons, will you accompany me on this great
281 adventure."
282 The requested deeds done, Trainor took a long draw from the earthware
283 mug. Wiping the fine head from his bearded chin, he glanced around at the
284 assemblage before him. Oh what a lot I have fallen into, he thought, while
285 the eyes and ears of the patrons poised to hear his words. But these more
286 than any other are capable of defeating the enemy, and restoring order to
287 impending chaos. Trainor began.......
288 "As Bard pointed out, my Pell-mell vehicle is not the normal means of
289 transport in the ever-more complicated world of multi-reality travel. Pell-
290 mell is the work of my lands greatest minds. The blood sweat and tears that
291 went into the design and construction of this machine would be payed back
292 in magnitudes, or so our leaders thought. It offers an economical non-magical
293 way of spreading the fabric of the time-space continuum, delivering accurate
294 destinational convergences for up to three people at the time. It was intended
295 to market the Pell-mell through Galactic Mail-order, thereby cutting out the
296 middle man, and keeping costs low. Oh our ideas were grand, perhaps too grand,
297 and therein lies the rub. In the rush to get the Pell-mell to the masses who
298 unlike most of you are stuck in a single reality, the testing phase of the
299 project was shortened. We did do some testing certainly, but not nearly as
300 much as a continuum device such as the Pell-mell should get. Understand that
301 highly advanced mechanical instruments can be much more susceptible to the
302 entropic forces of nature than human powers of skill and magic. We didn't
303 understand this concept, and now, as a race, we have paid for it."
304 Trainor paused here and raised his mug once more. The seemingly captive
305 audience did not shift; they were transfixed by the story Trainor laid
306 before them. He continued.
307 "It is ironic that I, the only survivor of our land, was partly
308 responsible for the destruction that followed. I was in the testing
309 program, in fact I was testing the same Pell-mell I used to get here
310 today. I was testing multi-shifts, that is jumping reality bands in
311 increments larger that one..."
312 A gasp from the rear of the assemblage stopped Trainor cold in mid-
313 sentence. "Ah ha, I see someone understands something about what we were doing.
314 Anyway, I was approaching the ZEB end of the reality scale, and my increments
315 were set to ten. It didn't hit me until after I broke the barrier that de-
316 creasing incremental jumps must be done one at a time. I heard the ZEB warning
317 claxon, but combined with my high increment and my close proximity to the
318 ZEB, the Pell-mell crashed through! I was thrown into a vortex of unbelievable
319 dimensions, and it is only due to the fine construction of the Pell-mell that
320 I survived the initial pass-through. But I was through, and I quickly
321 realized I had gone where no living reality-traveller had gone before, into
322 the ZEB zone. I knew I must get out quick, for the laws of surreality did
323 not hold anywhere but the known reality spectrum. I hit the auto return
324 panel which would immediately return me to a preprogrammed initial point.
325 The next few moments are a bit sketchy, but what I guess happened is that
326 I cut out of ZEB, I took a piece of ZEB with me, the ZEB space that I had
327 inhabited while I was there. When the exterior image cleared, and I realized
328 I was back home, I simultaneously realized that something was amiss. The
329 image in the viewport shimmered, and a black void started to engulf everything
330 in sight. I saw the black tracers coming at me, and near-panic stricken I
331 jabbed the control panel and shifted to another near-by reality. There the
332 shock of what happened must of caught up with me, for I don't remember
333 anything until I was awoken by a creature from the new reality knocking on
334 the Pell-mell, which had apparently landed somewhere near its settlement."
335 "What about your homeland?" someone piped in.
336 "Yes, I returned a couple days later, and I found what I told you as
337 I first came in. Barren waste-land. No life, no trace of my people. Everything
338 gone. The space from ZEB destroyed everything, that is the only thing I can
339 figure. It too has vanished, but it is sure to return and destroy another
340 reality. You must help me stop it! I can not forget that I am the executioner
341 of my race, and I am the only survivor!"
342 With this cry, Trainor hung his head and was silent. He knew he must
343 let the others contemplate what he had told them. Would they help him? He knew
344 not what they would think. Only time could tell him that.
345 OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI OMNI
346
347 *(_%*$#_*%^_)*@)_*^)_@*^@)_*^@)_^*@)_^*)_#*^_@)#*^_)#*^)_#@*^)_*#^_)@#)^_#@^
348 Mike: Good! I can run out there again sometime soon. I need to visit another
349 person in the neighborhood anyway. No luck on the VT100 stuff yet, I will
350 continue to search.
351 Emu: I will 'call u' heh heh. Thanks for the message.
352 )_^*#$_)^*)_^*#$)_^*)_#$^* L'homme sans Parity *%_)*%@_#)%*@)_#%*@)_#*%@_)%*
353
354 update***update***
355 Rumor has it that the alleged spray-painting duo are in the payroll of a notorious
356 Jewish hockshop/salvage yard/appliance store owner who also owned a sizable chunk
357 of a hardware chain which hoards gray spray paint stocks.
358 It is also reported that the fugitive pair is now under the care of the
359 Jewish mobsters in either Atlantic City or Las Vegas.
360 ***Jim d' Rake *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***
361 THIS IS HOME...
362 ----------------
363 THIS WAS HOME
364 -------------
365 THIS IS NOW HOME.....
366
367
368 - / - / - / - / - / - / - / - / - / - /
369
370 It was terrible when I started remem-
371 bering back when I got in my accident. It was really terrible. It all happenedone day when I was strolling through
372 the woods and saw a deer not to far in
373 the distance. I started for my attack
374 the deer saw me and starting taking off
375 I couldn't do without food another day. I had to catch this one. But I just
376 couldn't get that movie Bambi out of
377 my mind. I was finally catching up
378 with the deer, I was just a few feet
379 away when I was suddenly hit and thrown
380 a few hundred feet into the air. I
381 fell straight on the pavement. It
382 was a state highway, and I was hit
383 with a car going about 80 mph. I
384 couldn't think straight for a while.
385 Then when I finally came to my senses
386 I realized that the deer was also hit
387 and lying on the other side of the
388 road. As I tried to get onto my feet
389 I realized my right front leg was gone
390 I just couldn't believe it. I finally
391 managed to get to me three remaining
392 feet and slowly crossed the highway
393 to the deer. The deer was not moving
394 and I really felt bad because I was
395 the one that caused the accident to
396 happen in the first place. I tried
397 all I could do to help the deer but
398 it looks as though he was really hurt
399 so I pulled him across the highway
400 and pulled him to my den. The deer
401 was now coming to his senses. I was
402 thinking that the deer would think
403 I was going to hurt him but he
404 anxiously started licking me. I was
405 his best friend. I decided to call
406 him Buck, and he called me Three.
407 We nursed each other back to health
408 and were both ready to go on with
409 our lives. The next day me and
410 Buck were going to get some food....
411
412 Will be continued Tommorow...
413
414
415 The Three-Legged Cougar
416
417 - / - / - / - / - / - / - / - / - / - /
418
419
420 MOSHE MOSHE MOSHE MOSHE MOSHE:
421 Tell Katherine D to meet Menachem at the Shaarie Torah Fryeday.
422 Bring gefilte and matzos.
423 :GOLDA GOLDA GOLDA GOLDA GOLDA GOLDA
424 UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE
425 I can't believe how damn boring this has gotten to be! Some of the
426 entries above would be nice to read, only if they were something less
427 than 100+ lines, my god, who can sit through that? Did I hear someone
428 talking about brain damaged people? Reminds me of the 40 column entry
429 a few lines up...brain damage!
430 This board needs something, I don't know what, but something that will
431 catch the interest of people. Something that everyone can take part
432 in and understand, not just a small group of people. We are not all
433 perfect. Or is that we are all not brain damaged...
434 UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE
435 I think this writing stories that are long are boring should stop also. Who wants to read 200 lines of almost nothing.
436 I am tired of it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
437
438
439 to all..............
440 just purchased a c-300 (my first modem)
441 and i cannot get it to auto dial
442 is it something i should be doing im not or is it the modem
443 list
444 run
445 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
446 TO ABOVE: "C-300"?
447 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
448 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=
449 I streached out as I woke from my calm and peaceful sleep atop
450 one of the tables in the Inn. I shook all the cricks out of myself
451 as I listened to someone talking about a "pell-mell" of sorts., and
452 INTEERGALAKTICK travel through the DEeEEMENSHONS. (I'm not all that
453 familiar with Common Tongue.) But I could tell, from listening to h
454 his plea for help, that here was someone who REALLY needed aid. I
455 got up and once again streached out. I xad been sleeping for, oh
456 how long had it been, maybe 3 days, and it felt good to get out of my
457 my dormant state.
458 My ears flipped up to their full height as the potency of this
459 newcomer's words seeped into my sleepy mind. I yawned and wondered if I had
460 really been asleep for 3 days, because I was still tired.
461 Then the newcomer finished his tale. By this time my mind had recoverfrom
462 it's state of what I called "Jell-o dormancy." and I heard this new face
463 to the Inn ask for help.
464 "I'm iNn!" I said, hopping onto the shoulder of the man who had spoken.
465 The man looked at me curiously. Then, lowly, he stroked my head.
466 Trainer: I'm in. I need some spark. All work and no adventure makes Zephyr
467 a dull rabbit! Count this furball into the story. I'll try to help. I know
468 lots about the forest, so you can count on me!
469 Emu: I thought you were a chair because someone *said* you were a chair. Don't look at me!
470 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::==Zephyr:::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::=====
471 i said he was a chair. a beach chair to be exact. on a patio to be more exact.
472
473 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
474 Them that's calling me beach-chair: Je ne te comprend pas! Pourquoi je suis
475 (pardonez moi, je detest "entre seulement") Pourquoi tu m'appelle une chaise?
476 Je suis confuse.
477 Tres confuse.
478 Toujours confuse.
479 Est-ce que parce que tu es une/un "acid freak" comme moi?
480 R.S.V.P
481 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
482 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
483 ***********************************************************
484 huh?
485 ****************************kathyd*************************
486 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
487 this is fr too late for me to be here. i ought to sleep, yet to lie
488 down alone causes my mind to drift along a thousand paths. all of
489 them keep my eyes open, staring at the walls of white that i have
490 tryed to cover with something i can say i created. there they stand,
491 my drawings of bi-planes and my knack for dragons, and.
492 he gave me that picture. it doesn't much look like him as i last
493 saw him for it was taken four years before i met him, but it is still
494 him in that picture. what i said of not being in love was false, it
495 is only the state he projects to me. i want to reach out and hold on
496 to him. the thousand paths become one, it is the way out of my
497 miserable little studio... down the hall, out the door and off to
498 pray that he will visit me again. but it's been so long..............
499 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& the scarlet lion &&&&&&&
500 yes, all in the point of view tsl
501
502 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
503 just curious -- No, I do not live in the Milwaukie area, it's not my pipes
504 that you hear. However, this Saturday the Portland Highland Games will be
505 taking place out at David Douglas school -- it's worth a try if you like the
506 sound of the pipes.
507 pppppppppppppppppppppp
508 The piper inspected the reed he was carving with a critical eye. Just a
509 small change -- he applied the razor-sharp knife to the critical throat of
510 the reed -- DAMN! Sucking his bloody thumb, the piper left the remains of
511 the ruined reed on the table, his skean dubh in his stocking top, and moved
512 out of the shadows to the group surrounding the newcomer and his strange
513 machine. Walking up to his friend Bard, the piper carefully inspected the
514 strange machine that had brought a new sense of purpose to the inn.
515 "Why do I hesitate?" he thought to himself. Abruptly he spun and faced
516 the assembled group.
517 "Aren't we the bunch of heros though?" he asked abruptly. "A person needs
518 help -- do we rush to his aid? The very existence of his home is destroyed
519 do we avenge the wrong? The prospect of an adventure no longer makes your
520 heart dance in eagerness?"
521 He lowered his head a moment then raised his eyes to the shocked gaze
522 of those not used to such an outburst.
523 "I apologize." The words fell flatly from the piper's lips. "Something
524 within me cannot recognize the prudence of weighing the merits of a quest."
525 Turning to Trainor he spoke the sacred words of comitment:
526 "Count me in."
527 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
528 THIS MY FRIENDS IS HOME
529 `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
530 "NET SCMEDT!" The angry words erupted from the mouth of Kyle Brackford
531 as he examined yet another report on the success of yet another NET mission in
532 southern California.
533 "But sir!", squeaked Brackford's assistant Jim Dunderson, "Our reports
534 show that this NET activity is merely a camouflage maneuver while some of
535 their top agents are off pursuing a 'Falcon.'"
536 "Falcon? Net's top agents are chasing after a bird? Come now Dunderson,
537 you can do better than that."
538 "Not a bird sir, Falcon is a literary term meaning central theme or
539 objective. NET is definitely after a Falcon, but as yet we haven't figured
540 out what the Falcon is. We do know that the Falcon exists in the Bay area
541 though. We also know that three agents were dispatched to retrieve this
542 Falcon. That is all we can determine from the decoded messages and other
543 intelligence gathering sources."
544 "I see, a Falcon. I take it we do not know the names of the three
545 agents? Just that there are three agents?"
546 "That is correct sir. We do know something about who is not present on
547 the mission though. Agent Joshua, one of NET's top men seems to be in a
548 bit of disfavor with Ian Machinery. We learned this from an undercover bellboy
549 at NET's exclusive Nirvana health club. It seems as if Joshua has acted with
550 little regard for decorum lately, and Ian doesn't like it at all. Joshua is
551 still at Nirvana, awaiting orders from Machinery that may not come in the
552 near future..."
553 "Or until an emergency requires his special services."
554 "Sir?"
555 "Yes, don't you see, SAD could send in some men into the Bay area, and
556 perhaps they could stumble onto NET's Falcon before NET does. Ian would have to
557 call in all of his big guns. Joshua would make a bee-line from Nirvana to NET's
558 Bay area offices. We of course, would follow."
559 "Brilliant sir! Shall I begin preparations?"
560 "Yes, and the next voice I want to hear will be telling me that all operations are go, and t
561 "Of course sir." Dunderson barely whispered.
562 ERROR IN UPLOAD. RETRY.
563 "Yes, and the next voice I want to hear will be telling me that all
564 operations are go, and the SAD agents are already on their way to California.
565 You have the information. You know the logistics. Send a half-dozen class G
566 agents. Now snap to it!"
567 "Of course sir." Dunderson barely whispered.
568 Alone in his office, Brackford had a moment to reflect. "I have you
569 now Machinery. You have crossed SAD to many times in your long and illustrious
570 career. No longer will you be kicking sand in our faces. It is SAD's turn to
571 do some kicking! I can hardly wait..."
572
573 SAD - Specialists Against Democracy
574 `'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'
575
576 GO NET!
577 Oh great, yet another group of terminal jockeys going after the bright,
578 night life with their snappy spy stories with Maxwell Smart, Agent 86, and
579
580 Well... I should be kinder, it only seems that the NET characters are just
581 as three dimensional as the Chief/Lucy/Rickey/Anyone else from any sitcom.
582 Yeah.
583 <--------------------------
584 I DON'T KNOW WHAT THIS WORLD IS COMMING TO BUT WHEN WILL WE EVER
585 LEARN THAT WE ARE PEOPLE NOT ANIMALS NOT MACHINES NOT BETA UNITS NOT DOGS, NOT C
586 ATS, NOT TERMINATORS, NOT ROBOTS, NOT COMPUTERS,NOT ANYTHIING ELSE WE ARE HUMANS
587 AND WE ARE ONE WE WILL JOIN ONE FORCE AND THEN UNITE WITH OTHER
588 CREATURES (YOU KNOW E.T.) AND THEN WE WILL BRING PEACE THROUGHOUT THE UNIVERSE
589 UNITED UNIVERSE WE WILL TRADE AND WE WILL LEARN THINGS FROM
590 OTHER CULTURES AND WE WILL BRING GOOD TO ALL MANKIND AND ALL
591 ALLIENS WE ARE HUMANS ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!!!
592
593 -- = -- = -- = -- = -- = -- = -- = -- = -- = -- = -- = -- = -- =
594 CRASH,BING,BANG,PING,PONG,PANG,DANG,DING,DONG,RING,RANG,HANG,DANG,DONG, DING,WRI
595 NG , WING,STING,SHING,PLING,PLANG,PLOCK,PLICK,STICK,QUICK,KICK,CRAB,GRAB,BAB,SHM
596 AB,BLAB,BAB,JKAB,OIAB,8,9,1,2,3,4,5,,6,7,7,8,8,8,8,
597
598 THAT WAS VERY WELL SAID DON'T YOU THINK SO, AND NO I AM NOT
599 sir unite with whom you will but i catch
600 you messing with my old lady and ill
601 rephrase your orenitation
602 bob
603 list
604 Sage: Originally there was a pigeon on my shoulder, then it became trendy to have. Who ruined my favored plot element? Who?
605
606
607
608 A better question to ask might be one asking where our Inspiration has gone...
609 It has been a long time since those last known words. Where has she gone?
610
611 -=*=- Asks a silken voice from the shadows: "Where is she, indeed?" -=*=-
612 -+- Not to fear... The words shall come when does the proper time. -+-
613 -+- This we know, but still... Is it not enjoyable waiting? -+-
614 -+- Or even wondering? Emptying a flagon, my gaze meets with the -+-
615 -+- Innkeeper and we both know what is on our minds. In matched -+-
616 -+- rhythm we both turn our heads to look at the closed door. -+-
617 -+- On both sides of the counter a sigh is issued from our lungs. -+-
618 -+- With the precision of trained hands, another drink is poured by -+-
619 -+- our generous host. Words accompany the push on the flagon. -+-
620 -+- "Do you think it too much of me to expect her return?" -+-
621 -+- "Nay. Although not shared by all, you expectaions are felt -+-
622 -+- within me as well." I take a slow drink and continue. "Do you -+-
623 -+- not know that there are some of us that hear your words when -+-
624 -+- even only whispered softly? And do you not know that they make -+-
625 -+- their way unto her ears as well? Oh, she knows... she knows." -+-
626 -+- The Innkeeper looks back at me as if about to turn red. -+-
627 -+- "Not to fear, friend, you are indeed in good company still..." -+-
628 -+- My words of calming seem to have little effect on him although -+-
629 -+- know that we shall always wait. And wonder... -+- -Juggler- -+-
>