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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask....
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2 ************************ INSTALLED: 12 APR 85 **********************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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4 ************************************************************
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5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
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8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
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9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
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10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
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11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
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12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
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14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
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15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
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16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
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17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
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18 *************************************************************************
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19
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20 (_)#@(%*_*%_)@#*%_)#!*%_)#*%_)*%)_*%_)#*%_)#*%_)*%_)*%_)@#*%_)@#*%_)*%_*%@%%#%
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21 En haut de eau posterieur! Gratis!
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22 Kosta:Well we made it didn't we? No AD needed, just try and voila, no problem.... It appears your
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23 message on DB was slightly altered by some cretin of the night. I understood what you were saying,
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24 but I had inside information. Perhaps you should repeat yourself for the benefit of those who were
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25 less enlightened. If I had been more awake, I might have been convinced to drive over to your place
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26 of business, since it is so close. Of course the traffic on 82nd is famous this time of year when
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27 the weather is nice. A few of my auto-brethern have a sort of V8 fraternity there, and although we
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28 may not know each other's names; year, color, wheels, and cubic-inch displacement are never
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29 forgotten. It makes for interesting conversation, and very very slow progress from point A to B.
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30 Strange enough?
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31 Mike:Did the Sanyo versions work correctly? Curious about how well BASCOM works between machines.
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32 *_@*%_)@*%@)_#*%_!)@%_)*!@_^*! L'homme sans Parity *#*@%_*%)_@*%_)@*%_@*%)_@%*%_)@#*%_@#%_)@*^&(^#^#$^
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33 ++++++++++++++++ Lurk... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar ++++
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34 I SEE FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE PREVIOUS DISK THAT 'THOR' CAN NO LONGER MAKE HIS
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35 CLAIM OF NOT HAVING KILLED ANYONE SINCE 1968. TIME TO START OVER, I GUESS.
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36 + DANTE -
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37 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*Dreamtoucher*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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38 It seems my poor jest has drawn the attention of the careless to that which
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39 is best not trifled with. was dreamtoucher's comment to person, as a drama of
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40 the sort once thought banished from these enchanted premises.
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41 Thair are three of them and there are three of us, perhaps this is some sort
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42 of cosmic sign, mused person out loud.
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43 The mater seemed to have been quickly, if messily settled before elf wolf
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44 and reality switching mystic spirit, could take the initiative to intervene.
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45 It seames that a dinosaur whom a sharp pointy object nudges, cant be blamed
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46 for harboring grudges, still I hope the children of murphy and phenagle are
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47 still on the job befor the life fluids of those more daring than wise can seep
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48 into the gloriosly pollished and petinaed oaken flooring. No sooner had the
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49 pointed eared one spoken than the marks of unexpected beligerance began to dis-
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50 appear, as if evaporating into nonexistance.
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51 High one or no, I believe the innkeeper may have a word or two in private
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52 about the spilling of blood in this place of sanctuary.
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53 Perhaps, spoke person, attempting to lighten the mood, Dreamtoucher, you
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54 could tell me more of the adventures of this Themnax person?
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55 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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56 The syncopated push beats were a sublonic preasure against Themnax's
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57 tympanium.
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58 Mind thus cleared of material interfearance, the HUB interface completed
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59 itself.
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60 In perfact detatched relaxation he sat in the denter of a circular water-
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61 bed, in that position Elxtia was so fond of calling the half-assed lotus.
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62 As the Lananaran single-ship began snuggling down warmly through the
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63 planetary atmosphere of Earth, Elxtia reached out and touched the control which
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64 fliped it etherial.
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65 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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66
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67 NET FILE IOC NET FILE IOC NET FILE IOC NET FILE IOC NET FILE IOC
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68 Be it known to all present that the actions you have been reading of currently
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69 regarding the actions of Agent Kosta are not yet synchronzied with those read
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70 of Agents Farley, Fellows and Parity. The reason that these entries are not
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71 in order is due to the fact that the reports concerning Agent Kosta have been
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72 forwarded approximately four days late. This situation is now in the process
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73 of being remedied as quickly as possible. Thank you for your patience...
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74 NET FILE IOC NET FILE IOC NET FILE IOC NET FILE IOC NET FILE IOC
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75
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76 MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
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77 The traffic in downtown Portland was almost impossible. It seems
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78 like every direction I wanted to go was continually blocked with some
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79 sort of construction project. When they get done doing whatever it is
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80 they do, they tear it all apart and start in again.
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81 Finally the smokey, smelly, stinking bus pulled away from the
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82 curb. It pulled around a nondescript black car, and then stopped for
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83 the ever red stoplight. I thought about moving to the side to get
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84 around the car, when another bus pulled up behind the first and opened
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85 its doors to off-load its passengers and take on more, effectivly
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86 blocking me from that alternative. Frustrated, I sat behind the black
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87 car in my beatup American sports car, expecting yet another long delay
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88 in getting out of the city.
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89 As I sat steaming, the door of the car burst open, and a man
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90 stepped out. He stepped in front of a young lady stopping her forward
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91 progress. As she attempted to step around him, he grabed her by the
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92 arm and quickly loaded her into the car. The car then shot forward,
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93 running the red light. Obviously, something was comming down.
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94 A moment later, the light turned green. Since the car was
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95 leaving the city, as was I, I decided to follow at least for a while.
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96 The roar of my engine and squealing tires echoed off the close
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97 buildings as I hurried to try to catch up with the speeding car.
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98 MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM Marvin Deper MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
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99
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100 -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+-
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101 -+- It was the ineveitable, it was gone. There was something I had -+-
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102 -+-hoped would last for a long time, and it looked like it was not going-+-
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103 -+-to come back. I think I lost it. Either that or I had thrown it away.-+-
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104 -+-Funny thing, these lost pieces; they so often get up and walk out on -+-
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105 -+-their own that it's not even really that funny. All it takes is for -+-
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106 -+-the one that cherishes it to change his or her mind about a few -+-
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107 -+-rather simple matters. Well, they seem simple to me, I don't know how-+-
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108 -+-the lost piece thought about these matters... I used to, but both of -+-
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109 -+-us have changed so much... This thing was the heart of another...-+-
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110 -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -JUGGLER- -+- -+- -+-
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111
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112 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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113 The inn's conversation seemed to fade into the distance as the dark
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114 figure again brought out the pack of gaily-colored cards. The figure's
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115 thin fingers flickered briefly and a card slid out of the deck and
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116 flipped over.
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117 "Your significator." The hoarse whisper was heavy with significance.
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118 "This card represents you. It represents who and what you are -- how
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119 you react, your basic pattern. We know that humans are more complex, but
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120 still humans are cut to a pattern. Know your pattern and you know you
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121 potential. Know your basic truths and the conseqent truths are obvious."
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122 Staring at the picture on the card before him, the piper felt that, if
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123 not absolutely true, this person's belief in his own words was absolute.
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124 As the dark-robed figure's whisper rasped on, the piper felt himself
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125 overcome by a strange lassitude. As his limbs grew heavier and heavier,
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126 the picture on the card seemed to become larger and more detailed. Fascinated
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127 by this phenomenon, the piper focused on the face of the man pictured on
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128 the card. As he did so, several other things seemed to happen -- the inn
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129 seemed so far away now... the piper's vision seemed to be edged in black, as
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130 though he were peering down a long tunnel... and the face in the card
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131 turned a startled look upon the piper.
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132 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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133 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
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134 PORTLAND (AP) -- Portland Police reported that noted author and
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135 Backwater Inn regular, Pam, disappeared today under suspicious circum-
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136 stances. A police spokesman stated: "Yes, we are working on the
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137 possibility that Pam may have been kidnapped. We have identified several
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138 suspects and arrests are imminent."
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139 An unreliable witness, Hector 'Red Herring' Breakwind said that he
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140 observed a young woman thought to be Pam struggling with a fat man and a
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141 large bearded lady in downtown Portland. "Hey, I thought it was a simple
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142 beef between circus performers." Mr. Breakwind said, "I mean they threw
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143 this short broad into the back of a large circus truck and took off." Mr.
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144 Breakwind was returning to his office at McKane Industries after a five
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145 martini lunch.
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146 Pam is described as sweet, gnome-like, and has an affliction for
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147 painful puns. The Backwater Gnome Appreciation Society has offered a
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148 gigantic reward of $47.39 for Pam's safe reward. Persons with information
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149 regarding Pam's disappearance should contact Salazar at the Pam Hotline,
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150 230-xxxx.
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151 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
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152
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153 .........................................................................
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154 juggler-you said it.
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155 ............................................Entropy......................
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156 =================================================================
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157 Ring.... ring.... ri- <click>
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158 "Good morning, Police department."
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159 "Ahh, yeah, I heard on the news last night that you was looking
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160 for information about this broad, ahh... Pam."
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161 "One moment sir, let me transfer you to the detective division."
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162 Ring.... ring.... ring.... ring.... ring.... <click>
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163 "Vice, Cranston speaking."
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164 "Ahh... err.... I'm calling about that broad what was kidnapped
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165 in the paper this morning."
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166 "Hey Seltzer! Get your buns over here! Got a call for ya. Some
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167 guy, says he knows something about that Pam chick who got grabbed
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168 yesterday."
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169
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170 "Yeah? What 'uv ya got?"
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171 "Yeah, ahh.. I just wanted to say that ah, that Red Herring guy
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172 was wrong, it wasn't a circus fat man what grabbed that broad. It
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173 was some kinda military type in civies. He grabbed her and threw
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174 her in the back of a black car and took off. He ran a red light,
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175 so maybe ya can get him on that."
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176 "Get a license number?"
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177 "Well, ah no, the plate was covered with mud."
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178 "Alright, anything else?"
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179 "Ah, yeah, there was this guy in a sports car right behind them
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180 that pealed out after 'em."
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181 "What did he look like?"
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182 "Well, I don't know, didn't get a very good look at him. He was
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183 drivin' one o' them fancy sports cars. I think it had one of
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184 those spoiler do-hickies on the back or somthin'. I don't rightly
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185 remember the color, but it was dark."
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186 "OK, get a license?"
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187 "Ah, yeah, it was one of them fancy special jobies, I think it
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188 said 'sisy poop' or 'cysty oop', somthing like that."
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189 "OK, can you give me your name?"
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190 "...... <click>."
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191 =================================================================
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192 Greetings...
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193
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194 hello there, i just wanted to say hi, DIG DUG.
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195
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196 exit
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197 + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +
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198
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When she came through the door it struck me again just how
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199
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beautiful she really was. Dripping from the shower she could take my
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200
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breath away. I adjusted the covers to hide my reaction as I watched
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201
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her getting dressed. Now wasn't the time, mornings aren't her thing.
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202
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"I feel like french toast, do you have any bread?", she said over
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203
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her shoulder as she poked through me closet. She likes to wear my
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204
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shirts when she stays here. I think it makes here feel sexy, I know
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205
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it makes her look that way.
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206
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"Who kneeds it." I said.
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207
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"Oh God, not puns, not this early. Seriously, do you have any f/od
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208
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in this damn place?"
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209
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"She criticized my apartment, so I knocked her flat." I said with
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210
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a smile.
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211
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"Do you want breakfast or not". She said, putting her hands on her
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212
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hips in mock anger. The shirt looked great, she was still a little
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213
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wet from the shower, and it was sticking to her in some of my
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214
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favorite places.
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215
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"I want knot," I said. "Come over here and I'll show you some of my
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216
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rope tricks."
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217
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"You already did you pervert." I love that smile.
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218
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"Once a king always a king...?" I asked.
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219
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"But once a night is enough!" She finished. "You got your quota
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220
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for the week."
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221
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"That`s right I do feel pretty weak. All your fault."
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222
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"Not my fault, San Andreas, didn't you feel the earth move?" She
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223
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asked.
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224
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I laughed. "As a matter of fact I did. You have a point."
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225
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She pointed to the bl!nkets. "You have the point, not me."
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226
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"I'm not prone to argue."
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227
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"And I don't feel like cooking any more." She said with a smile.
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228
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She undid the top button of my shirt, pulling the fabric away from
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229
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her wet skin.
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230
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"The hell you don,t, you just don't feel like breakfast."
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231
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We didn't even make it to lunch.
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232
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233
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Harlequin
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234
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235
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236 Hmm. Those were NOT experienced mercs. At least not with pre-
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237 gunpowder weapons. The only reason that hammer (& mace) fighters aren't
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238 more common is that it takes strength AND dexterity. If you let a man
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239 with a mace in close enough to use it, you'd better have a SHIELD to
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240 hide behind!
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241 I'm not sure that they deserved to be handled QUITE so harshly,
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242 but at the the species has been improved. Good manners ARE a survival
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243 trait!
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244 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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245 ps. some of you probably have this mental picture of some sort of short-
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246 handled hammer like the 'Thor' in the comics uses. Try picturing something
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247 more along the lines of a SLEDGEHAMMER! LONG handle, BIG head....
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248 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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249 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
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250 In the pale light of a cresent moon, two figures climbed through
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251 jumbled blocks of stone toward a mountain pass above. Ming's breath came
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252 in ragged gasps, his legs ached from exertion. Ahead of him, Mohammed
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253 moved as one born to climbing.
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254 "Hold on Mohammed, let's rest a moment." Ming panted. "I'm a city
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255 kid, not a crusty mountain goat like you."
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256 Mohammed Wassir turned and saw Ming Louie flop onto a flat stone. "We
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257 can only halt for a moment, dawn will come in a few hours. We must reach
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258 the pass by then. Great night for climbing, eh?"
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259 "Right. Maybe you're as crazy as they say." Sweat trickled down
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260 Ming's brow.
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261 Mohammed chuckled. "We are all a little crazy. My friend, life must
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262 be lived on the razor's edge."
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263 The men lapsed into silence in the cool Afghan night. In the distance
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264 a bird trilled softly. "Hmmm... What kind of bird is that?" Ming asked.
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265 "Quiet." Mohammed whispered. He gazed into the darkness. Shadows
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266 moved against the blackness. The bird called again.
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267 Both men froze. The click of rock grazing rock sounded near them.
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268 Mohammed's knife slipped into his hand. Ming shed his backpack and
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269 unlimbered a short fighting staff.
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270 Whoosh! Something embedded itself in Mohammed's robe. An arrow.
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271 Warcries sounded in the night. Four figures emerged from the rocks
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272 charging the two men.
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273 Mohammed sidestepped an onrushing form. His knife plunged into the
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274 figure's back. Hot blook gushed over his hand. He turned to grapple with
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275 his next adversary.
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276 Ming snapped his staff into a charging man's throat. A spinning kick
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277 finished his foe. From the corner of his eye, he spied something flashing
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278 in the moonlight. A knife. It hammered against his chest. "Sorry sucka."
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279 Ming said. His ballistic vest absorbed the impact of the blow. He jabbed
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280 the end of his staff into the figure's midsection and dropped him with a
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281 backfist.
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282 Clunk. Clunk. Clunk. Ming looked over. Mohammed was cracking the
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283 remaining figure's head against a rock. "Hold it Mohammed. I think he's
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284 done."
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285 "Er... right. Get a light. Let us see who attacks us."
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286 Ming returned to his pack and pulled out a small flashlight. He
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287 walked over and handed it to Mohammed.
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288 The yellow beam of the light revealed four smallish men; their black,
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289 straight hair cut salad-bowl style. Short, woolen robes covered their
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290 nut-brown bodies. Strange circular tattoos marked their faces.
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291 "Who are those guys? They certainly aren't Russians." Ming said.
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292 "My guess would be Indians... probably from South America." Mohammed
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293 examined the arrow he pulled from his robes. "If I'm correct, this arrow
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294 has been coated with Curare."
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295 "Why would they attack us? Hmmm... I wonder if this is connected
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296 to Salazar's message."
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297 "My friend, we have no time to ask questions. The Russians could
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298 discover us at any minute."
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299 Suddenly, a blinding light. Both men crouched--disoriented. A
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300 heavily accented voice said, "Too late, Wassir. We're here. Don't move.
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301 I would hate to be denied the distinct pleasure of interrogating you.
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302 I love breaking tough guys."
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303 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Valinor~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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304
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305 ************************************************************************
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306 L'homme: preliminary tests indicate that the EXE files do indeed work
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307 on the Sanyo. At least they come up and don't do anything weird.
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308 New beta tests of v3.0 are going out monday. Sanyo first, IBM to follow.
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309 Current known bug, append function trashes file it is appending to.
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310 All else AOK.
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311 ************************** CISTOP MIKEY **********************************
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312 -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+- -+-
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313 Entropy... and so do you...
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314 -+- -+- -+- -+- -JUGGLER- -+-
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315
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316 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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317
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318 PEOPLES CHOICE?
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319 IT ME!!
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320 SUPER USER!!!
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321 WELL, TALK TO ME!
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322 SU
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323 ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
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324 ****************************************************************
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325 "Hand Ho!!" cried the lookout, leaning far out over the crows
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326 nest.
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327 It had been several months since Salty and his moltly crew
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328 had felt the touch of stable earth under their feet. Tempers
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329 had started to rise and all needed the rest. Supplies were
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330 also running low and repairs needed to be made. Not to mention
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331 there was women that needed chasing, so Salty set sail for
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332 the mainland. The crew had lowered the Jolly Rodger and replace
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333 it with a british flag. Oh they looked so innocent if you dis-
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334 regarded the holes punched into the side of the ship by the
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335 victims who tried in vain to defend themselves against the
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336 mightiest of warriors of the sea.
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337 The anchor was lowered and launches were put out, leaving
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338 only a handfull of men behind to keep watch on the ship. Sacks
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339 of gold were taken along to buy goods (and services).
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340 Black thunder watched longingly as his new comrades rowed
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341 away from the ship. he was the new first mate by default and
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342 would have to stay behind for now.
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343 The boats were pulled up on the beach and the men stumbled
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344 forward, many falling promptly on faces to feel the warm sand
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345 against their bodies. Palm trees swayed in the gentle breeze
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346 as the men composed themselves and moved on, much stimulated
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347 by their insistant captain.
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348 Salty led the way and soon the crew reached a major road
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349 leading into a township, the men must have looked quite
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350 ragged judging by the stares from the passing civlians.
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351 Salty pulled our a large bag of gold and generously gave
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352 each of his men amounts to get cleaned up and please them-
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353 selves, warning them to meet back at the beach in two days.
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354 Salty and his cabin boy walked down the road the a
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355 clothier and found suitable coverings for the next year and
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356 continued on to a INN that boasted of hot baths and good
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357 ale.
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358 *************guesswho*******************************************
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359 {
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360 well, I see Backwater hasn't changed much...
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361 }
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362 wAnyone looking for a printer call Rick smith at 666-xxxx
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363
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369 HI
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372 //
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373
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374 THIS IS A TEST
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375 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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376 MiG: Me?!? TACKY? Tasteless, perhaps... but TACKY? never...
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377 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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378 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?/MiG/? ? ? ? ???
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379 Yes my friend, that was tacky. You should have used "Rick Bensene" How long
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380 have you the phone line?
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381 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?`? ? ? ? ?`? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?/MkG ? ? ?
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382 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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383 There is a new BBS up!! Wow! Neatoo!
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384 CDial 635-xxxx <Like A Triangle..>
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385
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386 See You There!
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387
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388 Jason Thorn
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389 Sysop!
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390
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391 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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392 s:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:
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393
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394 I walked past the garden. It was full of her herbs:cucumber, white rose, any
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395 white, yellow, or wet plants. The garden was surrounded by willow trees; and my
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396 staff bent towards them-it knew it was the same.
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397
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398 I waved to some Mars followers (pagans, but devout), and a member of His cult.
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399 I was surprized that they were walking together-He lovees life and Mars destroys
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400 it. His worshipers rarely associated with anyone but Us; and even then, only for
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401 Their procreation. But, as the man was hardly a man, I assumed the prejuduces
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402 hadn't been hammered into him yet.
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403 After I turned a corner, I heard yells from the direction I had come. Sincee,
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404 as a Mother, it is my duty to keep peace; I went back. The pagans were attacking
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405 the allmost-man.
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406
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407 She must love Mars, for She gave me a dream before I could help him. I cannot
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408 tell what the dream was about, suffice to say that it kept me from stopping the
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409 fight before it began. By the time I returned to reality, the almost-man was
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410 bleeding. In Mars worrshipers blood arouses lust, in Mothers it creates only
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411 anger. They started attacking anything that moved, and I-being one person-could
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412 only watch and curse them. Perhaps I shouldn't say "only", Her curses are always
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413 deadly, but they didn't stop the violence.
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414 "Think, think," my brain said. But I wouldn't listen. They had drawn blood on
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415 Her soil, and they shall die for it. I could imagen the months it would take to
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416 cure the roses alone, the rocks would have to be changed. As I was tthinking
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417 about curing and changing, my mind gave me an idea from Her. I doffeed my green
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418 robes so I was wearing only my white cape. I must love them to cure them. They
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419 must be cured of thier lust. If it had been sexual, I could have destroyed it
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420 easily; but blood lust is alien to Her, and I would have to work hard. Part of
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421 me wanted to let the violence run its course and just cure the land. But these
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422 were Her sons-though they denied it, and I must help them if I could.
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423 In my mind's indicision, my Power took over. It cured the men of thier lust and
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424 the almost-man of his fear. I just wastched it happen.
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425 They collapsed, and then 'I' could act. I took thier wounds and gave them to
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426 Mars--he should enjoy them. And I took the almost-man to the Dean who reprimand-
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427 ed him for poor judggdement and me for failure to protect Her children.
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428
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429 I don't understand why some of us persist in following a power that only wishes
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430 to see destruction. These powers only kill them in the end.
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431 Lady S.
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432 s:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:ks:
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433 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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434 Mig: NOW THAT'S TACKY! ...wish I would've thought of it
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435 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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436 ps MiG: 48 hours. I have it for 12 more.
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437 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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438 *)_#$*%_#)@*%@#_)%*@#_)&^_@#)*@_)&^_)&*_)@&%^)_#&#)_%_)#@&%_#^%_@#)&%#_)
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439 Mikey: Message received. I'll be waiting for the PCjr and Tandy 2000
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440 versions of 3.0. As for adventures, I got a call tonight from a guy
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441 in Milwaukee Wisc. who wanted hints on solving the games. Now that's
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442 cross-country coverage!
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443 NET MEMO Person: Thanks for clearing up that little mixup. Her fleece waw
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444 white as snow...
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445 *_%)#$*%_)*%_)@#*%@_)*%@_)#*%@%$L'homme sans Parity *%_#)@*%_@#)*%@#_)*%@
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446 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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447 iinnnccaalll!!!!!! cried john de fool.
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448 anima could hold his hand but without depo he was lost
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449 phew! it worked!
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450 that was the first real test of the patch that allows ^c to be sent w/o
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451 crashing my terminal. (the autodial works too (yaaaaaa!)
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452 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*X^n*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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453 ............. ............. ............. .............
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454 As he made his way throug the living room, and then through the dining
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455 room the dog had followed. AAside from the dog there were only the three others
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456 in the house... Janet Fields, a friend before the years in the "service"; her
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457 father, who was only ever refered to as simply Mr. Fields; and the one they had
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458 called Lewis.
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459 "Where is your father this evening? I thought you said you and he were
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460 alone this evening. It appears more to the fact that you are here alone," m
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461 he mentioned as he surveyed the surroundings.
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462 "Oh, he's here alright. He's just out feeding the cats... As much as he
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463 likes to let on that he hates them, he really cares for them."
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464 "Very well. Jannet, I seem to recall that there is a small airfield near
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465 here. Could you tell me how I could get there?" he asked.
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466 "Ahem," came a gruff voice from off to the side. It was Jannet's father.
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467 "You turn left from Orchard until you hit Tucker Road, then you make another
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468
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469 Rather harsh line noise at the present.
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470 I'm affraid I'll have to con't. later. (Inform RY that h=x and s=del stinks.)
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471 KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA
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472
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473 TTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRR
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474
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475 THOR looked at his terrible tool and noted to himself that it would not need
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476 cleaning. The stainless steel head of the hammer still gleamed in the moonlight.
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477 The blood of the mercenaries had fallen away like water on a waxed apple. The
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478 feel of the weapon was as if it were alive as the hammers head was twice the
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479 size of THOR's palm and the movement inside the hammers head could be felt from
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480 the liquid mercury that was inside. When THOR swung the terrible tool it was if
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481 it was alive and the mercury gave it the momentum to carry through the most
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482 thickest of shields. The iron wood handle felt warm in THOR's grip and the few
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483 scratches it showed were from glanced
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484 sabers and spears that had been thwarted away from THOR's body. He felt no
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485 anguish for the death of the two mercenaries but felt awkward inside over having
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486 shown his power within the walls of the INN. "I must be more controlled"
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487 thought THOR to himself, old habits of self preservation are hard to conquor.
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488 I will make amends to the INN keeper on my next visit, perhaps I will atone my
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489 outburst with the making of new friends and collegues.....mayber even teach
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490 others to be more tolerant.....we will see.
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491 TTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRR
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492 THIS OUR FIRST TIME ON YOUR SYSTEM. IT SEEMS INTERESTING IF NOT A LITTLE
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493 S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/SS/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S
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494 I must retest my upload software, having reassembled my entire system to get rid
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495 of the patches, and in ENTER ONLY I've got to say something other than TESTING.
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496 So I'll take this opportunity to clear up a bit of confusion. It's come to my
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497 attention that I am suspected of being the person who uses the signature PRO.
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498 This is not an unreasonable guess since my messages elsewhere reveal that I have
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499 done professional writing as well as programming--but I am not THAT "Pro", and I
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500 don't agree with his/her comments, at least not with respect to this Inn (they
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501 would have been valid enough in a writing class). Not everybody has an upload
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502 program. I wouldn't have one if I couldn't write it myself; and in that case my
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503 own entries would be a mess, since I'm a slow and clumsy typist. I envy you
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504 people who can be CREATIVE while typing ON LINE; that in itself is more of a
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505 talent than some people realize!
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506 S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S/S --SYLVIA, AKA "FRUSTRATED PROGRAMMER"
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507 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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508 Note to all interested persons (if there are any): the Messenger BBS will be
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509 down in the evenings this week for the creation of the new version. Please
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510 relay all messages to me to CBBS/Aloha. This concludes this transmission...
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511 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------MM
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512 -+- -+-
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513 *** CALL UTOPIA BBS (657-xxxx) 3PM-8AM MON-FRI--24HRS WEEKENDS AND HOLIDAYS
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514
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515 BREAK
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516 CALL UTOPIA BBS 657-xxxx ****
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517 TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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518 Hello to my friends:kathyd,Tanya,Guardian,Tin Man, Entropy, & the others of the
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519 TANIS.
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520 Hello all, call the P.A.C.E. bbs! we
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521 are mainly for Atari computers but all
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522 are welcome. Hours: 9pm to 6am 7 days
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523 a week. Number: 286-xxxx
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524 give us a call! (we have downloads too! )
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525 thanks
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526 sysop
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527 p.a.c.e. bbs
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528
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529 help
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530
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531
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532
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533 out
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534 off
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535 6767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767
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536 NET 01: Contact me via normal mode. Addtional information
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537 requested on current agent commision. NET 67 out...
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538 6767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767676767
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539 mlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlml Hi their evryone I v'
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540 ml of your great display of writershipmlml in a long time . But
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541 ml I plan on spending alot more time onmml the old BACKWATER agi
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542 ml (*) (*) <0> <0> mark l mml ] /
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543 ml [-----] >----> mmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlml
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544 mlmlmlmlmlmlmlmlm
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545 `,`,`,` [it's]
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546 _______
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547 | O O ;)
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548 | L |
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549 | - |
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550 |______|
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551 `,`,`,`,`,` [oh well, it was wort the try..]
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552 CRYPTIC TO CRYPTOC, BECAUSE GUNS HAVE A HABIT OF FIRING WHEN
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553 DROPPED, I THINK I WILL KEEP MY GUN IN MY HANDS. THANK YOU VERY
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554 MUCH. CALL ME TONIGHT, WE CAN DO ED TOMORROW.
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555 CRYPTAC TO OTHER CRYP'S: IF LEONARD DOESN'T START UP THE TAG GAME,
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556 WE'LL HAVE START OUR OWN. REMEMBER THE 'KEY'? LET'S PULL IT OUT!
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557 *********************************************************************
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558 Salty and company were about to walk up the path to the INN when
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559 several persons exited the INN carrying the limp bodies of two men,
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560 blood was on everyone and faces showed no expression of remorse or glee.
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561 Salty who ordinarily would not let this bother him, took the hint that
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562 this would not be the place for a pleasent bath and beer. He signaled
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563 to Phil that perhaps they should journey further for a more relaxing
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564 enviorment. Phil agreed as the strangers walked by, noting that the
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565 skulls of the men were quite destroyed.
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566 They soon found another establishment to fit their needs. After freshing
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567 up and changing into their new clothes they were ready for a nap.
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568 **************************************gw*************************************
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569 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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570 yup it did! I wonder, spoke person to Dreamtoucher,'do you suppose that
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571 high one with the hammer would like some inteligent conversation?'
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||
572 'Only one way to find out ', was dreamtoucher's reply. #oh great noble
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573 spirit#,was dreamtouchers precautionary sending,#may we join you at table?#
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574 While the elf could discern no direct mental reply, the great one seamed to
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575 becon in a most hospitable fassion.
|
||
576 As elf and humanoid spirit left their table, snowrunner, the wolf fallowed.
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577 She hung back cautiosly, testing every inch of the air with her sensitive
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578 lupine nose. Satisfied to forgo the usual C. lupis rituals, she simply seated
|
||
579 herself on the floor near Thor's chair.
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580 Dreamtoucher held up a four fingered hand, open, palm forward, in greeting, and
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581 bowed deeply.
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582 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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583 *****************************************************************************
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584 WELL SEEING THAT THERE IS SOME PEOPLE WRITING STORIES HERE I FIGURE
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585 I COULD PUT ONE IN.....
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586 P.B.
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587 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
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588 Sangrion was a strange place, but Melopul considered it home. The long
|
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589 dimly illuminated passagerway of the underground world were all that he knew.
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590 It was his jop, and many others' also, to defen their home against the many
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591 invaders form the surface that att
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592 well maybe the
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593 break
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594 **********************************************************************
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595 WELL BEING A NEW USER TO THIS SYSTEM I GUESS I WILL TYPE IT UP
|
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596 AND THEN DOWNLOAD IT... DOES ANYONE HAVE AND SUGGESTIONS
|
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597 LEAVE THEM HERE....
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598 THANKS P.B.
|
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599 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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600 ,<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>[>
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601 BITE THE BULLET! ! K I D ! !
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602 <]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<]<] <] <] <] <] <] <] <] <] <] <] <] <] ,
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603
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604 ^^^^^ The bells are ringing
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605 ^^^^^ anAnd I do not know for whom.
|
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606 ^^^^^ But I will be there.
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607 ^^^^^ Even if at a snail's pace. >G
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