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STATUS: ENTER ONLY
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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ********************* REMOVED: 9 JUN 84 ********************
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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 SORRY ABOUT THAT, NO SPARE DISKS LEFT, AND NO TIME TO FREE SOME UP,
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21 SO IT HAD TO RUN FULL FOR A DAY OR SO, BUT WE ARE BACK TO NORMAL NOW
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22 (WHATEVER THAT IS.)
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23 ************************ CISTOP MIKEY *****************************
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24 P.S. WAS THAT YOU I SAW ON THE BOTTOM OF DRIVE B AARON?
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25 YES D, WHERE ARE YOU? AND WHERE ARE YOU PAM, I THOUGHT YOU WOULD
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26 MAKE AN APEARANCE BY NOW (EVEN A LITTLE ONE?) <SIGH>
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27 **************************************************************
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28 + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +
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29 known of this dark, mysterious creature who inhabits no reality and all
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30 realities. This creature is not even flesh and blood. Perhaps it is a "sou-
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31 self" that never found a material form. Perhaps it is only an apparition, a
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32 dream, or an halucination. Or perhaps it exists in the deepest, darkest
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33 recesses of a being's inner self. In any event, it is as real as you or I, n
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34 infinitely more deadly and unpredictable than the s ferocious Arcturan
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35 Xanbrath-mog. This creature has been seen in all known realities, yet seems
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36 not to have the ability to change form. Not that it really needs such an
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37 abilitiy. Energy in all forms seems to be sucked in and swallowed by the vey
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38 shadowy immensness of this "thing", if "thing" it is. Structures fall, hope
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39 fails, life ends in its presence. Weapons and war are useless. It seems no
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40 age or change in any way. Yet it comes not unbidden; neither comes it tll
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41 unannounced. Only those who are unusually perceptive have even a hint of wht
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42 is about to happen, though it is of little value to them. Beware the
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43 Nightshade! It comes with utter death and utter death brings it!
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44 + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +
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45
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46
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47
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48 "Uh oh, Uncle Buck! It looks like rain!", said Jim-Bob. "Shucks! There
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49 ain't no need a'worryin' you lil' fool head 'bout no rain, boy!",
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50 chortled Uncle Buck. (Great stuff, eh?)
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51
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52
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53 ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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54 It is hereby resolved that all weapons of higher technology then the inn posesed
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55 before this altercation are prohibited.motion was made and carried with no
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56 dissenting votes.
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57 All:I have found an old oratory that I used in a high-school speech tournament
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58 (sp?) I think I will share it with you all,then again,you have no choice!
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59 THE WHOLLY FAMILY:unknown author.
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60 "Baby's got a plastic bottle,plastic pacifyer to chew,plastic pillows on the
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61 sofa,plastic curtains frame the view,plastic curlers do up mama,mama's hairdo
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62 plastic too!"
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63 "Junior plays with plastic modules,sister pins on plastic bows,plastic wallet
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64 made for papa,plastic credit cards in rows,plastic ivy in the planter,greener
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65 then the real thing grows."
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66 "plastic pumpkin for Thanksgiving,plastic beach ball by the sea,plastic snow at
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67 christmastime,plastic manger,star and tree."
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68 "Plastic used so totaly,keeps us germproow and dirt free"
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69 "Praise of plastic thus we sing,plastic over everything,keeps us cool and safe
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70 and dry,it may not pain us much to die"
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71
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72 Some of you who know me might think I wrote this,the Man in Gray didn't
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73 but somebody else on this board might have!
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74 The Man in Gray
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75 ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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76 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::O O::::::::::::::::O O::::::::::::::::::::
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77 piper - I think we have discovered one of the problems arising from
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78 making important entries on drive B.
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79 I had logged on, found that the disks had been shifted, and so
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80 read the bottom of drive B. The last thing there was bard's ticky-tacky
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81 little boxes. I logged off for a while, thought about what I was
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82 going to write, came back on and entered it. You must have been on
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83 between those two times and left yours. I am certainly sorry for the
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84 mix-up; I would have been more than happy to follow your lead.
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85 Fare well.
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86 ::::::::::::::::::::::O O:::::::::voyeur:::::::::::O O:::::::::::::::
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87 ----------------------------------GURU OF BLIS----------------------------
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88 SOME ENDS JUSTIFY SOME MEANS.
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89 NO END JUSTIFIES UNLIMITED MEANS.
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90 SOME MEANS CAN NEVER BE JUSTIFIED AT ALL.
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91 SOME ENDS CAN NEVER BE JUSTIFIED EITHER.
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92 NO MEANS JUSTIFIES IGNORING IT'S EFFEXTS.
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93 SOME MEANS JUSTIFY SOME ENDS.
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94 NEITHER ENDS NOR(!) MEANS CAN SAFELY BE IGNORED!
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95 ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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96 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*DREAMTOUCHER*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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97 "I HOPE SOMEBODY'S GOT SOME IDEA WHAT TO DO NEXT! I DON'T. IF WE WERE
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98 ALL GLIDERS WE COULD PROBABLY LIFT OUT OF HERE. AS FAR AS I KNOW, NON OF US ARE
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99 MAYBE THE NEXT LINE OVER WILL BE IN SOME SORT OF TUNNEL? BY THE WAY, HOW DID
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100 A CREVVAS DEVELOP FROM A LATTERAL(!) FAULT? I GUESS ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN IN THE
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101 BLIGHT. NEVER EXPECTED TO END UP HERE THOUGH."
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102 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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103 JJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJTMNXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
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104 THEMNAX HAD TOO MUCH ON HIS MIND TO GO RUNNING OUT AFTER SOME HOLLOGRAPHIC
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105 ILLUSION SHOUGHTING EMPTY CHALLANGES. I DID LOOK OUT AND SEE THE
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106 SHIMMERING AROUND THE EDGES WHICH THE 'BRAVE' FIGHTER TYPES WERE IN TOO
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107 MUCH OF A BLOOD BLINDED HURY TO NOTICE. A SHORT WHILE LATER HE DID NOTICE SOME
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108 SORT OF PIECE OF PAPER BEING CIRCULATED FOR SIGNATURES.
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109 WHEN HE LEARNED OF IT'S CONTENTS HE ENTHUSIASTICLY SIGNED IT: THEMNAX OF
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110 LANANARA; H.U.B.(2), X-21, X^N.
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111 HIS REMAINING POSSESIONS HAD UNDERGON SUBTLE CHANGES. THERE FORM WAS BASICLY
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112 THE SAME AS IT HAD BEEN AND THOSE FUNCTIONS HE DARED TO TEST SEEMED TO WORK
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113 NORMALY, MOST OF THEM AT LEAST, BUT ALL OF THE EXTERNAL CONTROLS AND INDICATORS
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114 HAD TRANSFORMED INTO RECCOCO ARTWORK OF ESOTERIC AND GENERALY MEANINGLESS (TO
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115 HIM) DESIGN. TO MAKE SOMETHING FUNCTION HE HAD TO THINK AT IT INSTEAD OF
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116 OPPERATE SOME MECHANICAL CONTROL. THIS WAS NO GREAT LOSS. THE GRAV-SLED AND
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117 MASTERBOT HAD BOTH HAD PSIONIC INTERFACES WITH WHICH HE COMMUNICATED VIA THE
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118 PSIONIC AMPLIFICATION OF THE BELT OF XENDU HE STILL WORE.
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119 HE COULD NOT BEGIN TO COMPRIHEND ALL THESE SUBTLE CHANGES BUT HE STRONGLY
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120 SUSPECTED THAT WHATEVER IT HAD BECOME, HE WOULD BE IN BIG TROUBLE IF EVER HE
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121 WERE PARTED FROM THAT BELT.
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122 THE MINITURISED NINGIES IN HIS POCKET WERE NOW FLAT, TRIANGULAR COINS OF
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123 98 FINE GOLD. HE ASSUMED THEY WOULD STILL SERVE FOR LEGAL TENDER IN THAT FORM.
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124 AT ANY RATE THE INNKEPER SEEMED PLEASED WHEN HE HANDED TWO OF THEM TO HIM.
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125 HE OFFERED TO TRADE THE SERVICES OF THE MASTERBOT AS WAITER AND ALL AROUND
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126 IMPLIMENT FOR LONG TERM LODGING, NO LONGER HAVING ANYWARE ELSE TO STAY IN THIS
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127 REALM AND NO SPEEDY WAY OF GETTING ANYWARE ELSE. THE MAGIK CARPET (FORMERLY
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128 GRAV-SLED) HE WOULD KEEP FOR LOCAL TRANSPORT.
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129
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130 INTRODUCING HIMSELF FORMALY TO MORBY, APPRENTICE AND THE REST, HE ASKED IF HE
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131 MIGHT SHARE THERE TABLE. PERHAPS THERE WOULD BE LORE FOR LORE HE COULD TRADE.
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132 HE REALIZED HE WAS STILL NEW HERE, WHATEVER HE MAY HAVE BEEN AT THE H.U.B.
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133 AND THAT HE STILL HAD MUCH TO LEARN.
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134 JJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJTMNXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
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135 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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136 Voyeur -- I left the ms in question near the end of drive A very early one
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137 morning. Within several hours, the disk had filled and gone to B! And I
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138 was (sob) overlooked. Ah, well, we have escaped from the disaster, I from a
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139 crashing wall of water that swept over where I stood with you, you from an
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140 earthquake, and we are both in more trouble now. Reality does not *have* to
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141 be singular when you travel about in it. It looks like the piper is alone now.
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142 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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143 The piper lay unconcious for a very long time. He had been moved by extreme
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144 fear at the sight of the tidal wave rushing toward him, and not knowing whether
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145 anall of the others had escaped in the automobile, he had exerted every ounce
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146 of his mental force to move every living mammal within whatever distance he
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147 could encompass. The strain of moving that volume, even on a bleak and
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148 apparently dead landscape, with pipes that had not been properly tuned was too
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149 much for him. His last thought had been of interest in the surface coming
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150 up towards him -- then blackness claimed him.
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151 --------------------------
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152 The piper awoke very disoriented and for long moments could not even
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153 conciously connect his being with the sensations that were coming in to him.
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154 He felt a curious warm hard surface against his cheek, but did not realize that
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155 it had anything to do with him. He felt a pain in his mouth, and the saltiness
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156 of blood where he had cut his lip on the blowpipe, but had no idea that this
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157 was not completely normal. His eyelids fluttered open by reflex, but he made
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158 no attempt to move -- he was incapable of such sustained coherent thought.
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159 He had no concept of identity, he simply lay -- a sponge absorbing sensations
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160 until something caught what little attention he had left. Something warm
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161 bumped against his leg and the novelty of the sensation caused him to try to
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162 turn his head. The pain brought a groan from his lips and a soft hiss from
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163 near his legs. He lay for several moments stunned by thisunfamiliar perception.
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164 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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165
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166 They were all, (except L'homme) discussing what to do about the car.
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167 It seemed to have nosed into a trench caused by the collapse of a utility tunnel
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168 under the street.
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169 The bard happened to glance into the car. A shocked look appeared on his
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170 face and started to open the door. Realizing that there wasn't enough time
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171 he yelled "Grab onto the car AND DON'T LET GO!!"
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172 The others barely had time to comply as the car began to shift.
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173 When reality stabilized again the bard barely had the strength to reach
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174 the console and switch it to OFF. He muttered something about "... quake
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175 triggered .... shift..." before he passed out. The others had time to note
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176 piper's body off to one side before the effects of the unshielded shift caught
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177 up with them.
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178 The only movement was that of small animals investigating the
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179 "bodies"...
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180 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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181 I gotta remember to zero the controls before I leave them! Anyway, we're
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182 all in the same place now. All that remains is for Piper to tell us where
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183 HERE is.
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184 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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185 all: The Hillsboro BBS is now running
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186 3:00 P.M. to midnight. The system
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187 is much easier to use (Menu oriented)
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188 instead of command line syntax like
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189 it used to be. NO PASSWORD NEEDED.
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190 Several ON-LINE GAMES. COMPUTER ART
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191 Download programs etc. number is
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192 640-9762. Sysop is Ernie Negus.
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193 The old Syntax software is still
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194 available through the (X)tended
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195 command, but the old data base is wiped out
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196
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197 *)$#*$)*)!@*)@%_@$%)#$*^)*^%)_$*^)_#(^_(_!^+#$%+(%_(#^*_(_(#(^_#(^_#$%(_(^&($_&
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198 Aaron: Are you still around? I had tried to answer before, but alas, the disks
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199 were full. You should try to make it to the SF meeting on Saturday, or at least
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200 the PC&S Tavern afterwords... Have you come to your senses and decided to sell
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201 me your 'extra' computer?
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202 *)*$#@)$*@)
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203 The last thing on l'homme's mind now was despair. The 'reality shift',
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204 as Bard had called it, must have knocked everyone out, (to put it in the words
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205 of a 20th century man).
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206 L'homme didn't know how long he had been out, but he did know one thing,
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207 he wasn't in the same place he was before he blacked out. Yes...this place was
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208 definitly different...very strange indeed. And there over on the other side
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209 of the car was piper! He tried to call out his name, but for some unknown
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210 reason, the words just wouldn't come out. Then L'homme noticed that the party
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211 was not alone. He tried to call out to the others, who, besides piper, hadn't
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212 recovered from the 'shift', but his vocal cords still refused to obey. There
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213 were small animals darting in and around the group. "Now this is really getting
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214 strange!", thought L'homme. I better wake the others up. Maybe they know what's
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215 going on here. Voyeur was the closest, so he was the first recipient of L'homme'
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216 s shaking. "Wake up! Wake up!", L'homme thought to himself.
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217 )*$#)@* L'homme sans parity - sans voix, pas de vive voix - pourquoi??? *)$#@*$
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218
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219 jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj
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220 I, the Ninja, do solumnly agree to take my fighting and adventuring
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221 elsewhere then the Inn.
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222 jjjjjjj
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223 The Ninja was stuck at the Inn. He wasn't a reality shifter. Once
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224 he had delt with magic. The semi-old patrons of the Inn remembered the
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225 Phoenix Egg. He still had it except fear kept him from using it. The only
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226 force greater then fear must be boredom.
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227 The Ninja slowly reached a shakey hand into the pouch were the gem
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228 was imprisoned. It glew with an erie green shimmer.
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229 "Take me to the Ninja temple in Japan!"
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230 The Ninja
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231 jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj
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232 The lazy one glances at the rest of the group around the table. I suggest
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233 that we start a new quest. Specifically, why don't we go look for several
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234 kegs of Four Eye Monongahela. That is reputed to be the most exquisite
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235 form of drink in the multiverse.
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236 **************************************** THE LAZY ONE *******************
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237 PS. PFEIFER'S PRINCIPLE: Never make a decision you can get someone else
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238 to make.
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239 ***********************************************************************
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240 Whisper glances over at The Lazy One and says that seems a good idea.
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241 I havn't had much chance to practice my thieving abilities since I
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242 started spending my time here.
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243 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& WHISPER &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
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244 HELLO, MY NAME IS MIKE. I AM CALLING BECAUSE I HAVE TO FIND A CLUB TO BELONG TO
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245 AND I WOULD LIKE TO FIND OUT ALL THE POSSIBILITIES OF THIS SYSTEM.
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246 TO THE WANDERING TRIBE OF NEW MUNCHKINS; WHO EVER YOU ARE; THESE DISKS SEEM TO
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247 FILL ALL TOO QUICKLY AS IT IS. PLEASE REFRAIN FROM FLOODING US OUT WITH A LOT
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248 OF BLANK LINES.
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249 END OF UNSOLICITED SERMON. THANK YOU.
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250 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*DREAMTOUCHER*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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251 SNOWRUNNER SHOOK HER GREAT SHAGGY HEAD AND LICKED HERSELF HERE AND THERE
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252 AS CANIDS ARE KNOWN TO DO. FINDING NO OBVIOS DAMAGE ASSIDE FROM MINOR BRUSES
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253 SHE BESTIRRED HERSELF.
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254 ALL AROUND WAS LIFE IN NEW AND INTERESTING FORMS. THINGS TO CHASE, THINGS TO
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255 TEASE AND MABY GOOD TO EAT?
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256 THEY ALSO SEAMED DETERMINED TO TEASE HER. THEY WOULD BOLDLY APPROACH IN TWOS
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257 AND THREES THEN SCURRY BACK AS SHE WOULD TURN, SNAPPING TWARD. TO HER IT WAS
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258 ALL GREAT FUN.
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259 DREAMTOUCHER ADMIRED THE RESILIANCE OF THE SIMPLE MIND OF HIS SIMI-WILD
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260 PREDITOR COMPANION.
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261 "WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO FOR THE PIPER?" HE ASKED HIS COMPANIONS. "HE GOT US
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262 OUT OF WARE WE WERE AND NOW I SENCE IN HIS MIND A GREAT DISORIENTATION.
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263 IF IT IS SAFE FOR HIM TO REMAIN SLEEPING UNDISTURBED HERE, I CAN SHAPE A DREAM
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264 AND SEND IT INTO HIS SLEEPING MIND WHICH WILL RESTORE HIS ORIENTATION AND IDENTY
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265 AT LEAST IT SHOULD. I WONT KNOW UNTIL I START, JUST HOW MUCH THAT KNOCK HE
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266 TOOK ON THE HEAD MAY COMPLICATE THINGS. I CAN BUT TRY.
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267 IN THE MEAN TIME, CAN SOMEONE IDENTIFY THESE LITTLE CRITTERS SNIFFING AROUND
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268 OUR TOES?"
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269 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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270 ----------------------------------GURU OF BLISS---------------------------
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271 THERE ARE NO GOOD OR BAD PEOPLE, ONLY PEOPLE WHO DO GOOD AND(!) BAD THINGS.
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272 SOME PEOPLE SEEM TO PREFER TO DO A LOT MORE OF ONE OR THE OTHER BUT
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273 ALL OF US DO ATLEAST A LITTLE OF BOTH.
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274 NATURALY I PREFER THE COMPANY OF THOSE WHOSE ACTIONS SUPPORT CREATION RATHER
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275 THAN ENTROPY.
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276 WHEN AN INDIVDUAL IS UNWILLING OR UNABLE TO RESTRAIN HIMSELF FROM SUCH ACTIONS
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277 AS INCREASE UNPLEASENTNESS AND ENDANGER OTHERS, IT IS NOT UNREASONABLE FOR THE
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278 COMMUNITY TO RESTRAIN (AND/OR DISTRAIN) HIM IN SOME MANOR. THIS SOULD NEVER BE
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279 FOR VENGENCE WHICH IS UNWORTHY, NOR SHOULD DELUDE OURSELVES THAT WE ARE SOMEHOW
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280 IMPROVING THIS PERSONS CHARICTER ('CORRECTIONS') BY DOING SO. NECCESSARY
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281 RESTRAINT IS NECCESSARY RESTRAINT. NEITHER MORE NOR LESS.
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282 RESTITUTION, APPOLOGIES AND INCARSERATION ALONG WITH UNCOUNTABLE SIMMILAR
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283 CONCEPTS ALL HAVE ONE THING IN COMMON. THEY ARE ALL SUBSTITUTES FOR THE SIMPLE
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284 CEASATION OF THE UNDESIREABLE ACTIVITY. USUALY THEY ARE RATHER POOR SUBSTITUTES
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285 ------------------------------------------------------------------------
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286
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287 ````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````
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288 To Lord Morby, Earl of Blackpool
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289 This is innkeeper Fig calling, if you have a chance to call the Broken Blade
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290 Inn before 10am please do. I think that the Inn is open for the local
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291 people to come on in, but I'm not sure yet.
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292 Before 10am.
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293 Innkeeper Fig
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294
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295 ````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````
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296 [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
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297 Will do, Innkeeper. To all who have been on CBBS ( 775-xxxx ), the number
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298 posted for the new BBS is 635-xxxx, and not anything else. Sorry for the
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299 rather large oops.
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300 :::::::::::::::::::::::::
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301 Morby pushed the corners of the map down.
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302 " Gather round, and I shall show you something quite interesting. This is
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303 a map to the diferent dimensional realites, known to all inteligent life.
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304 This map, in conjuncton with the three reference books kept in my room,
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305 dimensional travel of most sorts should be quite easy."
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306 He turned to Dawg.
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307 " Could you get my my backpack, please? "
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308 Dawg trudged inti his room, and moments later came out with the pack. Morby
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309 searched through his meager supplies and personal belongings, and pulled out
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310 three medium sized hardcover books. Morby looked at the colorful map, and
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311 then scanned through the first book, till he found the sub map he wanted.
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312 The Lazy One stared at the books, and then asked a question.
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313 " Where did you get those books. I have seen similar types, but never
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314 those."
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315 " They are Blackpool's only real treasure. My grand dad obtained in
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316 interesting circumstances ", Morby replied.
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317 " You mean he stole them? "
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318 " I prefer to say ' pilfered '."
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319 [][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
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320 ____________________________________
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321 have a nice day.....
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322
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323 00000
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324 00 00
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325 _____________________________________________________________________________
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326 Tell a man there are 100 billion stars in the universe, and he will believe you.
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327 Tell a man a bench has wet paint and he will have to test it out for himself.
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328 _____
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329 A women must do her job twice as good as a man does to get the same credit,
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330 fortunatly, this is not difficult.
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331 _____
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332 How can you tell when a marketing man is lying? When his mouth is open.
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333 ____
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334 The dead president's body in the back of the car...The engine runs on glue and
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335 tar, we aren't going very far, just East to see the czar...
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336 ______________________ A WORD FROM THE WISE - PART I __________________________
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337 ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
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338 I,pheric foerender, do solemly swear not to carry battle of my own busines to t
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339 e beloved INN.
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340 ///
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341 i also do swear by the beloved inn theat i shall not bring in high-technol
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342 ogy weapons.
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343 ////
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344 pheric foerender looked at lord morby's map.he didn really understand it, but
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345 he was trying to.
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346 "so where ever we go, is it to get wine, or something else????
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347 pheric, also had a magic item stowed awayin his pouch. it was a wand, however
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348 every time he said the command word, the out come would be totally random.
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349 it could do anything unexpectedly.
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350 its original purpose is unknown to pheric.
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351 for its randomness he hated to dig it out of his pouch. he had dicovered that
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352 15% of the time it would do what he wanted it to do, but the other 85%, who
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353 knows?????
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354 ///////////////////PHERIC/////////////////////////////////////////////
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355 ###############################################
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356 I wonder what happened to PAM? she use to be a consistant entrant here.
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357 Are you still out there PAM? Hello?
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358 I miss your floral input too d, have you forsaken the Inn as well,
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359 you the very creator of same?
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360 It is sad indeed to see these precious resources wilt away to nothing.
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361 I know Debroah is out there as I have seen her quiry here recently,
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362 but it seemed more a plaintive cry then her strong voice of old.
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363 <sigh> I miss the old times <sigh>...
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364 ################### I. S. #####################################
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365 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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366 Aaron:I hear you, now just start SAYING something.
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367 To all:I would like to hear about the Inn's beginnings, about the people who used to frequent here, and more about
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368 yourselves. To start, in another reality my name is Shawn Instenes. I am a poor student who had to pay for his C-64
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369 in blood, including ALL of my perheprials (not many). I did enjoy the reference to the 'Commodore Death Field'.
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370 ++++++++++++++
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371 Rising quickly, Milchar puts on the robe he had dug out of his chest earlier. "Operation Pandora's Box now underway!
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372 Four, three, two, one..." Milchar gestures with his hands, and Gizmo's machine and it's contenets are enveloped in
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373 silvery flame, gone as the flame disappears. "Well, now to wait. Six, five, four, three, two, one, Put on your gas
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374 masks, we're going in!"
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375 Gesturing wildy, Milchar spins a colorful wave of light around The Doctor, Psycho, Gizmo, and himself, which tightens
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376 around them and squeezes them into another place...
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377 A sound of hundreds of people laughing hsyterically comes to the ears of the group. "I see that the 'box' was opened,
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378 just as you predicted, Doctor. Psycho, get the sceptre, and we'll detain any guards that come this way.", Milchar
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379 said. #Yes, how did you know that?# "Well, it's quite simple. They scanned it for toxic substances, scanned it
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380 probably a dozen different ways before they came to the conclusion that they couldn't find out what was in it before
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381 they opened it. You see, a Timelord's greatest weakness is his curiosity- that'll get him every time."
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382 A small patrol of guards, only half awake, stumbled into the room. Milchar, without a side glance, mutters a few
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383 powerful words under his breath and the men suddenly stop cold, and fall asleep. "Hmm... without this Nitrous Oxide
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384 cover, someone would have tripped the alarm by now. I think that we may not have much trouble after all." Just then,
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385 Psycho runs up to the three, with a long pointed object in one hand. "Hugtebo Yggstan Reposnugce!", he says. (Trans:
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386 'Let's get outta here!'). "I quite agree, let's not push our luck.", The Doctor says. Milchar brings out the Amulet,
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387 and all fall though a square hole in the floor..... to fall on a mattress, inside the Tardis. Above them, through a
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388 hole, they can hear the sound of a siren. Milchar mutters something about 'noise pollution' before he waves his hand
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389 to close the opening. A guard, wearing a gas mask, take his rifle and aims it down through the hole. The Doctor,
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390 acting quickly, summons his will and forces the gap closed. The gurad disintergrates a 5-foot patch of the
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391 palace's marble floor.
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392 The object in Psycho's hand begins to shimmer, and in a rainbow accompaniment, vanishes. A gathering of light to
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393 The Doctor's hand shows that he now holds an object, much different than the scepter- The Key to Time.
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394 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar, The Doctor, Psycho, and Gizmo making up for lost time +++++++++++++++++++++++++
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395
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396 xXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX
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397 What an incredible odyssey! re-counting the events of the
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398 last few weeks....
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399 A BEAUTIFUL day! Glancing out the peep-hole I had gnawed in a
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400 decaying side-wall of the inn, I could see that this was THE day
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401 for a dashing young hamster to take fate in hand and find his
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402 fortune outside the comforting walls of the inn. Packing what
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403 little belongings I have, a quick goodbye to my new friends, and
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404 with a cheek-full of the innkeeper's best ale, I set off to seek
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405 my fortune. The smell of damp earth! The blue sky, dew-covered
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406 moss, birds singing a heavenly chorus! LIFE! Ahh, the beauty of
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407 it all. With such excellent weather, and pleasant atmosphere, I
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408 should make several kilometers by nightfall, then, (hamsters are
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409 night people) with some luck, locate a young female hamster also
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410 on the fast track for some serious backgammon, cognac, and...???
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411 A good 1200 meters. I'm pooped! Time for a break, maybe nibble
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412 on a little fenugreek growing nearby. Yawn, I am SOOO tired, I
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413 think I'll just settle down for a (yawn..) little nap. Day
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414 travel just does not suit me! Well, I'll make much better time
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415 after nightfall, anyway. G'night.
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416 "Beep."
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417 "Beep? I don't think I brought my alarm clock, (yawn) It's
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418 still light out! what gives? nap time again."
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419 "Beep, beep"
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420 "What the....oh no! not the.." I was cut off by a particularly
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421 long (and loud)
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422 "BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!" issuing from the BOLO ECM field
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423 kit in my duffle. No rodent would be caught dead without his
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424 BOLO alert, but, too late...........
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425
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426
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427 "Oooh!" I groaned to no one in particular.. "My head!" I tried
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428 to sit up, only to fall over into a crumpled heap.
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429 "Easy now!" a voice rang out "Those stun fields always leave
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430 you a little skittery for a while, take it easy!"
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431 "Whose there?" I said, not having yet opened my eyes.
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432 "Names Larry. Larry Lemming." "You must have just arrived."
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433
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434 Larry Lemming told me the whole sordid tale.... 6000 small,
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435 loveable, furry rodents such as myself and Larry... had been
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436 ruthlessly hunted, captured, and imprisoned in a small brick
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437 building, with no toilets. Rodents were totured. Experiments
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438 performed. Prisoners executed. Questions asked. No one had any
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439 idea why we were being held in this strange place, some no
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440 longer cared. There was always food. Lots of food. Strange,
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441 though, for a prison....the building was air-conditioned.
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442
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443 It was a late Saturday night when we found the method behind
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444 this madness. The building was warm that evening, everyone was
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445 complaining about the heat. We had all grown an off-season coat
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446 of long, warm fur...plenty of food, the air-conditioning kept
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447 the air temperature in the low 30's. But not tonight... it was
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448 hot! Air-conditioner had gone out. Seems some field mice gnawed
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449 through an exposed piece of cabling protruding from the cabinet.
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450 We couldn't find enuogh of them to bury.......... We wern't warm
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451 for long, as the air-conditioner was removed and replaced. But
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452 this was a new unit. "Arctic-Air 830" said the nameplate. Our
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453 last was a "820", perhaps this prison was some sort of insane
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454 Air-conditioner Beta test site......
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455 "hey, Habitrail, come look at this" a juvenile oposum called.
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456 (I should explain that I was elected as the "commander" of the
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457 colony...for the week) "How odd, it seems to be an engraved
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458 metal plate...lesse..."
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459 "PROPERTY CONTROL #A63411, McKane Industries, EARMUFF DIVISION"
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460
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461 We planed our escape the next morning, it was actually quite
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462 simple. They fed us through a sort of grill, which they removed
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463 every day, so as to have access to the food tray, which they
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464 refilled. Tomorrow, they would have quite a surprise. Our oldest
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465 bandicoot will scurry out the access hatch, up the unfortunate
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466 feeder's body, and plant his teeth firmly into his juglar.
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467 It went beautifully. 6000 liberated rodents swarmed over the
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468 countryside......
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469 Just hours after the "coup", I was already kilometers away. My
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470 little hamster legs can really move when the need arises! In
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471 a grassy gnoll, I was relaxing..sipping a mint julep. What an
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472 experience! Now, time for a nap....
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473 "BOOM."
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474 "no, no... no alarm clock, remember?" Then it hit me. Alarm
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475 clocks don't go "Boom".... then I saw them. Mini-BOLO's coming
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476 over the hill. This time, they weren't firing stazers..those
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477 were half-ton/sec sub-nuclear cannons firing! So, if McKane
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478 can't have earmuffs, he'll have bar-b-que rodent! Run little
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479 legs, RUN!
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480 I was too slow, and too tired. I dropped to the ground. I
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481 could see two BOLO's converging their turrets on me now. Oh,
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482 why did I have to leave the inn! Though it wasn't as exciting
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483 as this, my life at the inn was safe! The BOLO's fired.
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484
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485 ...
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486
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487 "Am I dead?"
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488 #No, in transit. Be patient, small one.#
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489 "Who are you?"
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490 #I am .....
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491 Suddenly the lights went on. Shimmering into existance, I could
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492 see who it was. An old friend from the inn........ Piper.
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493 He was exausted. Curling up by his legs, I would protect him
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494 until he was rested, and feeling stronger. Just so long as he
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495 didn't roll over on me...
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496 Habitrail Harry
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497 xXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX
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498
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499 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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500 The piper lay for a few moments, then forced himself up. That sound --
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501 he turned round trying to orient himself and saw an automobile surrounded by
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502 several familiar looking figures. A movement next to his leg brought the
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503 piper's attention closer. "Ah, little friend -- did you escape then?" The
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504 piper lifted the small hamster and let the animal burrow into the folds of
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505 his plaid. Looking around, the piper approached his friends near the car.
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506 "Bard -- I don't really know what sort of reality we have ended up in this
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507 time. I left in a hurry, the pipes were not in tune, and I was trying to
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508 save all mammalian life in the area. Since Harry here did not escape the
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509 same disaster as either of us, I suspect some sort of meta-reality disaster
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510 that is spreading echoes throughout the multiverse. What is a tidal wave in
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511 one reality is a massive earth-shock in another. Harry escaped from a nuclear
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512 explosion, and I suspect many of the animals here escaped from other natural
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513 and man-made disasters." The piper looked around him. The group seemed o
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514 be on a level green plain, some artificial substance of some kind --
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515 the auto and the group were standing on a silvery pathway that was flush with
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516 the surroundings and covered with the same transparent green plastic coating.
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517 In every direction were regular shapes of one sort or another. Large black
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518 buildings, much longer than they were high had metallic flying buttresses
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519 reaching down, each to a path. Nearby, a path led to a circular hole in the
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520 surface -- the plastic coating was missing in a circular area around the hole.
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521 The path came up to the hole, then seemed to surround it and then flow through
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522 to somewhere else. The exposed area around the hole seemed to have almost a
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523 woven texture where it was not covered with plastic. Looking up, the piper
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524 could see no light source, just a uniform glow. Looking back around, he
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525 suddenly felt a shift in perspective. He turned to his friends and said,
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526 "We're on a circuit board!"
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527 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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528
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529 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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530 A loud mental voice 'attracted' our attention. #Well done, my friends. Milchar, you have definitely learned the
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531 lesson of KISS... your plan was elegant in its simplicity. I beleive that you are worthy enough to receive this.
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532 A tremendous b,alast of mental energy spwept over the group- pictures, places, things that were in dreams but never
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533 thought of in waking. Milchar's eyes go glassy for a moment... then it is done. #Goodbye, my friends, I have some
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534 work to do and a person to see..# Everyone only half-hears, their minds nearly short-circuited by the blast.
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535 Milchar's eyes widen, and gain additional sparkle as he says, "The wine..."
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536 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar, The Doctor, Gizmo, andPsycho ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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537 VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV
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538 I am a visitor to this reality. I have many humanly interesting stories
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539 for you all. Here's one.
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540 CHCOLATE ON TRIAL- HOW BITTER OR BITTERSWEET THE EVIDENCE?
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541 All the testimony had been entered. The attorneys for the prosecution
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542 and the defense had made their final summations. The jury had been dis-
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543 missed to consider the evidence and reach their decision. For hours the
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544 interested spectators crowding the coustroom had watched a steady stream
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545 of witnesses offering testimony for and against the defendant. Now they
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546 were waiting for the verdict.
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547 The accused waited with them. Whether heat or from anxiety, the defen-
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548 dant looked as if he would melt. As he waited, his mind raced back over
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549 the hours of testimony. He thought of his own account of his earlier years.
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550 THE DEFENDANTS TESTIMONY
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551 In 1519, he had told the court, the Spanish explorer Hernando Cortes
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552 led an expedition into the heart of Mexico to capture gold and silver
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553 treasures from the Aztec Indians. The emperor, Montezuma, along with his
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554 Aztec subjects, thought Cortez and his soldiers were "white gods" risen
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555 from the sea. They were welcomed and feasted and served a cold, bitter
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556 drink, that was very popular with the Aztec hosts. It was called CACAH-
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557 UATL.
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558 They believed by drinking liquor from the seeds that universal knowledge
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559 and wisdom were acquired. Montezuma himself believed that it not only gave
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560 him strength and energy but stimulated his waning sexual powers as well!
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561 Also, the cacao beans served as money.
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562 Cacahuatl was to bitter for the European taste of the conquistadores,
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563 but by adding sugar it was immensely improved. In Spain it was an immed-
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564 iate success. Fashionable ladies liked it so much that they would bring
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565 steaming cups to church with them. The secret of how to prepare it was
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566 guarded "religiously" by Spanish monks for some time. But soon it spread
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567 like wildfire to
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568 Italy, France,England, and all of Europe. More to come, later!
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569
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570 :*************************************************************:
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571 Habitrail Harry: I must formally request that you discontinue
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572 spreading lies about the McKane organization. You are only
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573 making our recent public relations difficulties worse. If you
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574 don't desist, appropriate action will be taken. M. d'Autun
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575 :*************************************************************:
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576 *******************************************************
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577 PIPER: YOUR GETTING ESCAPE CHARACTERS IN YOUR TEXT AGAIN. I LEFT THEM THERE
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578 SO YOU COULD SEE WHAT IS HAPPENING. (STARTS AT LINE 500. USE CC N TO SEE
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579 THEM '^['.) ONE IS INFRONT OF EACH CAPS SHIFT IT APPEARS.
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580 ***************************** CISTOP MIKEY ******************************
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581 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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582 I was wondering why my screen kept homeing and my cursor style changeing!
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583 MiG
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584 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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585 ---------------------------------GURU OF BLISS---------------------------
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586 THE AUTOMOBILE IS AMERICA'S SACRED COW.
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587 -----------------------------------------------------------------------
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588 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*DREAMTOUCHER*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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589 THE PIPER SEEMS TO BE RESTORED TO SOMETHING LIKE HIS FORMER SELF. HE'S
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590 TRYING TO GET DREAMTOUCHER TO GET SNOWRUNNER TO QUIT HARRASSING
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591 HIS FRIEND THE HAMPSTER FROM THE INN AND HIS FRIENDS; LARRY LEMMING,
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592 HABBITRAIL HARRY ET. ALL.
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593 THIS IS EASIER SAID THAN DONE. SHE DOES WHAT I ASK OF HER GENERALY ONLY
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594 WHEN SHE FEELS LIKE IT. THE BEST I CAN DO IS TRY TO CONVINCE HER THAT THEY
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595 ARE NOT LUNCH BEASTS.
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596 THIS IS FURTHER COMPLICATED BY THAIR NOT APPEARING TO BE ANYTHING ELSE FOR
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597 HER TO CHAISE. THE NEW SCIENRY IS CERTAINLY AESTHETIC, BUT WHAT DOES IT DO?
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598 UNDER THE BUTRICES THERE IS A BIT OF SPACE BETTEWEEN THEM AND THE WALL OF
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599 THE ODDLY FEATURELESS STRUCTURES THEY EXTEND FROM.
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600 USING HIS FORREST SKILLS, DREAMTOUCHER CLIMBS TO THE TOP OF ONE OF THESE.
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601 "WHAT ARE THESE STRANGE MARKINGS ON TOP?" HE CALLS DOWN. "THIS ONE SAYS
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602 6809E".
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603 SNOWRUNNER IS CHAISING ONE OF THE LARGER OF THE SMALL FURRY CRITTERS
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604 AROUND AND AROUND IT. AT ONE END HE RUNS PASSED A DISK, SET ON EDGE RESTING
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605 ON TWO STOUT METAL LEGS. ON ONE SIDE IS PRINTED ".1 M TPC".
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606 FROM HIS PERCH, ALL DREAMTOUCHER CAN SEE IS A VAST EXPANCE OF MORE OF THE
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607 SAME AS THERE CURRENT SURROUNDINGS. HAVING MADE THIS ASSESMENT HE RETURNES
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608 TO THE GROUP.
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609 "THIS IS TRUELY THE ODDEST PLACE I'VE SEEN YET. THERE APPEARS TO BE NO
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610 WEATHERING OR ERROSION EFFECTS. COULD WE BE INSIDE OF SOME SORT OF VAST
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611 UNDERGROUND CAVERN?"
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612 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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613 I HOPE I GOT THAT RIGHT, I WOULDN'T BET ON IT THOUGH. LETS SEE...
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614 WATERSHIPDOWN MEETS DYNACHROME MEETS TRON WORLD.
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615 OH PUCKERNUTS; I FORGOT THE (MINI(?)) BOLO'S ARE THEY ABOUT TO PUT IN
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616 AN APPEARANCE OR ARE WE INSIDE OF ONE?????
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617 OR IS IT TIME TO PAY THE PIPER?? (COULDN'T RESIST)
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618 JJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJTMNXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
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619 A QUEST, A QUEST. WERE'D THAT FAST FRED FELLA GET TO? HE WAS SAYING
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620 SOMETHING LIKE THIS HIMSELF THE LAST I SAW OF HIM."
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621 "HE ISN'T A SHAPE CHANGER IS HE?"
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622 "SO ANYWAY LORD MORBY, YOU WERE SAYING WHERE/WHEN/ALT WE HAD TO GO TO
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623 FIND THIS SUPPLY OF EYE MONONGAHELA? WHAT WILL WE TAKE TO TRADE WITH, OR DO
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624 WE HAVE A REQUISITION NUMBER?"
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625 JJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJTMNXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
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626 GADS BUT THINGS HAPPEN FAST. GO AWAY FOR 12 HOURS AND THE WHOLE WORLD IS
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627 REBUILT.
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628 <><><><> One line left. Pam, where are you? --Aaron <><><><><><><><>
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