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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 8 FEB 86 ***********************
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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 Popping In: Ah yes, I should have known something like that would have
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21 happened sooner or later. Since the pseudo-Popping In hasn't logged on
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22 for a month, I've decided to clean up the user roster a little. You
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23 might try again.
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24
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25 Oh yes, At the Top!
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26 Dr. Frankenstupe
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27 +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_
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28
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29 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\41
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30 Rejek's son Exis was about Tariya's age but lame in one leg, requiring him to wear a brace. This was the only thing
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31 that saved him from military conscription. Despite his handicap, he was a first-class mechanic and had beefed up his
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32 T-47 far beyond original factory specs. He was also quite handsome. James kept glancing at Tariya nervously but she
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33 showed little interest in Exis. In fact, she didn't have much interest in anything. Her eyes were hollow and empty.
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34 Her whole world was falling apart and there was nothing she could do.
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35 James tried to sound reassuring. "Don't worry. There's got to be some way out of this. We'll find it." She smiled
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36 at him gratefully. She had never seen him despair or give up regardless of the situation. His strength went a long
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37 ways towards bolstering hers. More and more she found herself attracted to him. When this was all over, one way or
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38 another, she would tell him exactly how she felt.
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39 She would have felt considerably different had she known what had been discussed in that room after she left. James
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40 had agreed, of course, because that was the only way he could get a free ride. What the asked for, and what they were
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41 going to get weren't necessarily the same thing, however.
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42 Finally they were bundled in the T-47 and the small aircraft took off with a roar. Exis leveled off at seven
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43 thousand feet and set a course for Shaikhur.
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44 Forty minutes later he pointed down. "The warzone."
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45 There was a haze from hundreds of small fires. A huge black streak had been cut across the land. Even from this
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46 altitude the desolation was apparent. Forests had been burned, whole villages reduced to rubble. No fighting was
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47 visible, just the afteraffects. Tariya stared down out the window, a single tear rolling down her cheek.
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48 Exis pulled into a dive. "Need to avoid their scanners." James said nothing as he took them for a two hundred knot
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49 roller coaster ride, hugging the terrain as close as he could. James had to admit, he was every bit as good as Rejek
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50 said.
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51 Sometimes good wasn't enough. James glanced back through the transparent canopy and saw five small spots in the
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52 distance, closing fast. "Damn! We got company!"
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53 Exis looked back and swore. He brought the ship down lower until the trees whipped by beneath them terrifyingly
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54 fast and close. The fighters closed inexhorably. Finally they were close enough James could make out their insignia,
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55 though he didn't recognize it. There were flashes of light from the nose of the foremost fighter and suddenly the ship
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56 shuddered. Exis yelled, "We've been hit!"
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57 The fighter let off a second burst and the canopy shattered. The scream of the wind drowned out the screams of the
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58 passengers. Exis didn't scream, and James saw why. He was slumped forward, a large, bloody bullethole in the center of
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59 his back. The nose suddenly aimed at the ground.
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60 James pushed the body back and grabbed the stick. Why the hell couldn't this thing had been a Skymaster? He hadn't
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61 the slightest idea how to fly a T-47. He pulled back on the yoke and brought the nose to the horizon. A cliff rushed
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62 headlong towards them. He yanked the control back and they barely cleared it. Tariya was screaming something but he
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63 ignored her.
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64 There was water ahead, a lake or something. This was probably his best chance. He lowered the plane to the surface
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65 and cut the power. The ship skipped once, twice, three times, smashing up huge rooster tails and jolting the occupants
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66 painfully. The far shore was coming up fast. Way too fast.
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67 The fighters shot overhead barely fifty feet above them. The ship smacked the water one last time and then they
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68 were sailing over land again. They could only watch in horror as the ground rose up to meet them...
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69 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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70 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
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71 Dr. Frankenstupe: Thanks for the help. I believe you'll find my application
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72 in your mailbox.
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73 See you there.
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74 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+ POPPING IN O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
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75
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76 ______________________________JD 2446470.3400______________________________
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77 (((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple )))
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78 Do you wanna be a star?
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79 _--__--__--__--__--__--__--
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80 While you sit at your VDTs
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81 and argue for your beliefs
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82 I stand outside
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83 and hold my ground
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84 for freedom of religion and speech.
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85 - The Bhagwan -
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86 __--__--__--__--__--__--__--
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87 %*@#(%)*@#)_(%@*#_%@#&*_%^)#@*$^_#$&*^*#!)+_^&*!#^&*#_)$^&!#_)^&_)#*^_)!^*)_!#$^*+!#*^&_)&)_*^_!)#$^&)_*#)_+!&*!)+_*&&^%
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88 Mikey: I think I sold another CPeMulator package for you. I'll fill you in on the details next week. I hope you can use
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89 the new adventure disks. Perhaps this update will last for awhile. I have some re-uploading to
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90 Compuserve do, so perhaps we will experience a sudden resurgence in AW interest. <Chuckle>. I thought the last PCS
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91 social was very enjoyable. I think Marty's brother had a good time. He doesn't know anyone in town, but he wants to
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92 change that. PCS is a good way to meet people. Thanks....
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93 PorSFiS attenders: So how did it go today? I got trapped in a programming meeting and I couldn't break away. Bogarts
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94 again?
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95 $*#@)(_$*#@)_*%_)@#^*)@_^*)_@#$*^!_)# L'homme sans Parity %&*#@(%*_@#*%_*^_#*^+)*^_!#*^_#*&^_)*&_)*#!_&*!_&*_)#&*_!)#*^_
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96 ?????????????????????????????????????
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97 morrissey
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98 the bagwan neaver stood for religon or f
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99 freedum only using peopel to git rich
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100 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Milchlurkingaroundtoday+++++++++++++
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101 Spring
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102 A woeful winter dank and grey of sky
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103 Puddles reflecting street lights
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104 And the miseries gather my soul
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105 Into dreams
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106 Of spring...
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107 Tall buildings fingerlike grace the sky
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108 In shades of fog
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109 Gargoyles look down from on high
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110 As ever present
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111 As the rain
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112 As my footsteps
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113 As the echo
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114 Of one person walking...
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115 A flicker of memory
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116 Weren't there Roses?
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117 Wasn't there sunshine?
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118 Was it but a dream?
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119 Crocuses peeking at the Sun
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120 From their earthen beds
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121 The tinkeling laughter of children at play
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122 Frisbees dotting the air red and blue
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123 As life begins again
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124 In spring
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125 [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
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126 \\\\\\\\\\\\this from a guy who threatened to nuke manhattan?\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\andamark\\\\\\\\\\\er\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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127 ______________________________JD 2446470.9571______________________________
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128 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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129 (Bard ... after all I DID leave the opening...)
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130 The piper, although he gravitated towards low-technology realities, was
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131 sufficiently familiar with the bard to be unsurprised at the sudden appearance
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132 of his old friend. A glance through the slightly milky plastic of the rescue
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133 bag assured him that the bard had retrieved his bagpipes, so the piper relaxed
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134 for the trip back to the bard's vehicle. The opacity of the atmosphere and
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135 the milkiness of the plastic kept him from a view of the bard's transportation
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136 as the lock opened. A few moments later, stripping the shards of plastic
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137 from the burst rescue bubble, the piper listened to the bard's explanation.
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138 "Well, that explains my continued existence," the piper said slowly after
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139 the bard had finished. "Now I suppose you'd like to know how I got into this
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140 fix in the first place?"
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141 At the bard's amused nod, the piper related how the inkeeper had disappeared
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142 and he had hastened to follow the innkeeper. At the end of the tale, the
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143 piper concluded sadly, "if he hasn't had some equally fortuitous circumstance,
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144 he's probably pickled by now. I
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145 would really rather try to rescue a living being than have to brave some of
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146 the realities in which resurrection is possible..."
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147 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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148 Delta V: Nice poem. M.W.
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149 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
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150 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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151 Just because I like to blow up things and kill bad guys does not mean I have
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152 no sensitivity... [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
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153 THIS IS A PRIME EXAMPLE OF WHAT IS KNOWN AS A DOUBLE NEGATIVE.
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154 NEVER USE A SENTENCE THAT HAS TWO NEGATIVES SUCH AS:
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155 DOES *NOT* MEAN I HAVE *NO* SENSITIVITY. IT ONLY SERVES TO CONFUSE THE READER.
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156 ALL CRITICISM ASIDE, IT WAS A GOOD POEM.
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157
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158 To Above critic:
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159 Would you not object if I didn't say that you're not a bad critic?
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160
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161 Good point!
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162 I would not object if you did not say anything not related to whether or not
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163 I did or did not employ double negatives. I do not think it does not matter
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164 I just do not care. Confusion, like beauty lies with the beholder...
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165 But what if the Beholder is blind? Does he still not see? Cut him, and does
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166 he still not bleed? Throw cream pies in his face, and does he not laugh? If
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167 the beholder of this great beauty lies in conditions of confusion, than he
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168 too is not beholden to anyone or anything. I say this with a clear mind and
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169 a clean conscience, because we are all beholders in one form or another, and
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170 therefor we are all able to speak as an expert on the subject...
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171
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172 MY FRIEND, I BELIEVE YOU'RE ON DRUGS. AND I DON'T THINK YOUR MIND COULD BE
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173 ANY FOGGIER. 2ND POINT: IF THE BEHOLDER IS BLIND AND WHAT HE MUST BEHOLD
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174 REQUIRES SIGHT, THEN THERE'S NO WAY HE CAN BEHOLD THE DARN THING!
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175 3RD POINT: YOU'RE QUESTIONS LOOK LIKE REAL QUESTIONS-EVEN PROFOUND QUESTIONS-
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176 BUT ARE ULTIMATELY UNANSWERABLE BECAUSE THEY ARE BASED ON SOME HIDDEN PIECE
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177 OF NONSENSE.
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178 FROM NOW ON I THINK I'LL KEEP MY BIG MOUTH SHUT, FOR EVEN THE CRITICS ARE
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179 CRITICIZED.
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180
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181 P.S. I'LL PERSONALLY STRANGLE THE FIRST PERSON THAT POINTS OUT I USED
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182 THE WORD YOU'RE WHERE I SHOULD HAVE USED YOUR. UGH.
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183
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184 ______________________________JD 2446471.6364____________________________
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185
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186 (JD - DID YOU NOTICE YOU USED YOU'RE WHERE YOU SHOULD HAVE USED YOUR? I
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187 THOUGHT YOU'D WANT TO KNOW. BILL)
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188
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189 THIS MUST BE THE TWILIGHT ZONE THAT I'VE FALLEN INTO ! YOU FOLKS DON'T
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190 HAVE YOUR FRONT PORCH LIGHT ON - ACTUALLY THIS IS ---WELL --- INTERESTING
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191 I HAVE TO GO NOW, MY BRAIN IS CALLING ME
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192
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193 LAFEET
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194
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195 HELP
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196 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~///////////~//
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197 DELTA V:will your story on
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198 bp come up to where it is
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199 now on here? did i ask that
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200 right?
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201 morrissey
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202 ????????????????????????
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203 02/08/86.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.006
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204 "Show me an illusion!" the hag demanded.
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205 Miranda was scared. She didn't know what the hag would want to
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206 see, and she didn't know how the hag knew of her magical abilities. She
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207 felt as if she was on trial. Her earlier self-confidence was gone,
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208 replaced by an extreme fear of the ancient gypsy before her. In the
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209 background she heard the violin playing, a dance of joy, a celebration
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210 of love between a mother and her son, between a father and his wife,
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211 between the gypsies and mother earth -- between the earth and stars.
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212 The music penetrated Miranda's soul, and she was able to fight back her
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213 fear and think of her magic.
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214 All those books that she read, and the only illusion that came
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215 to mind was the flame she had used to alert the authorities of the
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216 slavers. The torch next to them flickered, and she began to
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217 concentrate. In her mind, she visualized a larger version of the torch
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218 just above the first. As she put more energy into it, the ground around
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219 the pair began to light up in a sharp luminescense. The shadows became
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220 much wilder, wavering back and forth, varying with the energy Miranda
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221 put into the illusion.
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222 "Fool!" the hag cried. "Do you want to attract everyone
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223 around?" She outstretched her hand. "Compress it into a small ball and
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224 place it here, without burning me, mind you."
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225 Miranda carefully shrunk the ball of fire to a sphere the size
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226 of her own fist. Slowly, taking her time, she brought it down from over
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227 the torch and placed it just over the hag's hand. As it trembled there,
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228 the hag smiled. Miranda passed the first test.
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229 Suddenly the hag waved her hand and the ball was gone. Miranda
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230 felt a sharp pain behind her eyes as her illusion was wrenched away by a
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231 force many times stronger. She looked at the hag.
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232 "Lift me!" the hag demanded.
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233 Miranda complied with little effort. Of all her abilities,
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234 Miranda found levitation the easiest. The hag now sat three feet in the
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235 air.
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236 "Higher!"
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237 As Miranda started to lift the hag higher, she felt a resistance
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238 to her efforts. It wasn't from inside her, but outside. Miranda looked
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239 up at the hag and realized that this was her second test: a proof of
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240 strength. The hag was providing a barrier for Miranda to push against.
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241 Miranda gritted her teeth and pushed harder. Harder. With each push of
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242 energy, Miranda felt the resistance redouble. The weight of the barrier
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243 increased, and Miranda struggled as hard as she could... and more.
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244 "Enough!" cried the hag, and the resistance eased off. Miranda
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245 set the hag down. They sat and regarded each other. The light of the
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246 torch played off of the hag's face, outlining the nose, reflecting in
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247 her eye. That bright red eye! "That's odd," thought Miranda. She
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248 hadn't noticed it before, but the hag's right eye had a deep red cast to
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249 it.
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250 "You have power, young pup, but you know little. I shall teach
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251 you."
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252
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253 The violin music in the background continued, seeping from under
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254 and around the wagon behind Miranda. The sound of the violin slipped
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255 into Miranda's mind, softening the fear, relaxing her body. The tests
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256 were over, for now at least. Miranda had passed, and now she was going
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257 to learn. When she had left her father's, she thought she had the
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258 knowledge she needed to find the fourth book of transformations, but now
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259 she realized that knowing the spells is not enough. She must also know
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260 how to use them.
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261 Tired, Miranda was led to a bedroll. She was glad to be with
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262 these people, even though she yet didn't know them. She only knew the
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263 hag, an ugly, scary old woman. But there was a warmth. It came from
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264 the campfire, from the wagon, from the family. And it came from the
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265 violin. A gypsy violin, it is said, can make the stones cry or make the
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266 stars sing. Tonight, it comforted a young woman.
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267
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268 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
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269 Ok, so today's the 9th not the 8th, so what...
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270 L'homme: missed you at PorSFiS
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271 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
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272 ----->ATTENTION: L'homme: You need to touch base with a nerd. <-----
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273
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274 right... i can see this nerd ambling out to third base... and get hauled off
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275 by the shortstop... our own... l'homme sans parity...
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276 and who said Imagination was in short supply...
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277
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278 Morrissey: I don't understand; does 'bp' mean the Blue Parrot? I am not writing
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279 anything there. Did you get the impression I was going to quit writing it here
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280 (something that might make some people happy)? What I said about "not passing
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281 this way again" referred to the Inn story, of which I will have no part. The
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282 NET adventure will continue here, and much is about to happen... Want to
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283 be part of it? [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
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284 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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285 ??????????????/////////////////////\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\?????????????????
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286 iiii : problem vapors... maybe we should "cross the beams" I give up.
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287 ??????????????\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\/////////////////////////?????????????????
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288
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289 **************************************************************************
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290 Greeting my friends,
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291 Welcome to the Hall of life, formaly known as the RC. I'd like to
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292 take you on a journey with me. I stand before the machine in the center
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293 of the hall and take a "escape". Ive been thinking of the "pursuit" of
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294 goals recently and so I think maybe "pursuit" would be a good door to try.
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295 The door to "pursuit" opens slowing to reveal a beautiful forset,
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296 complete with paths, sunlight filtering thru the trees. A large white
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297 rabbit with pink eyes sits about 7 feet in front of me. He is looking right
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298 at me, and yet he doesn't move a bit. I do admit to being a coward at
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299
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times, but how could I resist this plump, fuzzy animal? "I think I'll call
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300 him "parkway" cause he's kinda parked along the way. A new pet, ok
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301 here goes, I take a slow step forward, Parkway eying me, takes a casual
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302 hop away from me. Great, no progress, unable to be patient I took off
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303 after Parkway, The forest ground away from the pathes is covered with a
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304 think blackberry type vines. These vines although brocken down from the
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305 harsh winter, are difficult to manuver thru. Of course, Parkway knew just
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306 where to lead me. I tripped on a think vine and fell face-forward into
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307 the bramble. As I disentagle myself from the vines, I see that Parkway
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308 has moved back towards the path. Bleeding from deep scratches I paused
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309 to treat my wounds, as I was spraying on the "bandaid" another hiker
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310 chanced along. Parkway looked back at me before hopping down closer to
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311 the new hiker. Parkway paused, The hiker paused, The hiker took a step
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312 closer, Parkway took a hop back. I watched with a smile on my face
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313 as the hiker ran after Parkway back into the vines, and fell.
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314 ***************************kathyD**********************************************
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315 -iiii- -iiii- -iiii- -iiii-
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316 "Cross the beams?"
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317 "*Cross* the beams!"
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318 "Wait a minute, I thought you told me crossing the beams was *bad*."
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319 -iiii-
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320 Some things require too much concentration. Some people ought to
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321 make plans more than eight to ten hours in advance... in order that
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322 other parties concerned may be more than slightly forewarned, mind you.
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323 ?/\?: Carry out Plan B. I'm sorry. Bye.
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324 -iiii- -iiii- -iiii- -iiii-
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325
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326 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppplotting mischiefppppppppppppppppppppppp
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327 \\\\\\\\\\\\\marking time\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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328 !##!##!##!##!marking too!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!##!
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329 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!* *!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
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330 Delta Five: YoHow does one get involved in the spy stories?
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331 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!* *!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
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332 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!Sundog!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!
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333 `,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`
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334 Morrissey: Left you a letter at No Name.
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335 `,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`
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336 Sundog (!) W'all uh ain' seen yuh aroun' these here parts b'fore.
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337 Just read the entries by the NET people: Parity, Fellows, and others (hint), as
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338 well as Mohammed Wassir, China Blue (*HINT*) and myself. Others are Franklin Per
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339 vis, Nick Young, and I fergit who else. Try to get the drift of the story.
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340 (Hey, anyone listening out there? Story, remember?)It's been slow lately;
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341 only Fellows, Parity, and me. Then- whenever you want, write something, and
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342 see what happens; see what response you get. (Be prpared for criticism. Back
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343 water abounds with sniveling critics)
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344 There's one basic rule- no one can kill anyone elses character. I can't kill
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345 you, you can't kill me. Try to be reasonable- if I am suddenly thousands of
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346 miles from where you last saw me, don't suddenly pop up with photographs of
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347 me, when you had no reasonable way of knowing where I was. Try to be technically
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348 accurate. Don't come up with ball point pen lasers that shoot down satellites
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349 for example. So give it a shot, and see what happens. NOTE that this is o
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350 oj? only *my* opinion
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351 Are you listening Morrissey? Are you there certain potential protagonist with
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352 whom I have been conversing on the Blue Parrot? Are you out there somewhere
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353 McKane? Hey Wassir, you out there?
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354 Maybe I should stick to writing poetry... [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
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355 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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356 Bard was digging out gear for Piper from the lockers in the sleeping
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357 area of the conveyer. Piper was seated in the co-pilot seat and had
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358 swiveled it so he could continue his tale of just how he'd gotten into this
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359 fix.
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360 Bard re-secured the all the unneeded equipment and checked behind
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361 various access panels in the deck, overhead, and in the rear bulkhead.
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362 Closing them he went forward the pilot seat as Piper finished.
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363 He powered up the lift-and-drive, and with a muted hum the conveyer
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364 lifted from the ground. They were off for the locus of the first transition
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365 registered by flux sensors. It could only be hoped that when they arrived
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366 it would not be to find a body.
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367 The conveyor hummed along a meter or two above the ground. The yellow
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368 fog that passed for air locally restricted visibility to a few hundred
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369 meters so while Bard watched the instruments, Piper peered through the
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370 windscreen.
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371 A light flashed on the panel. Another arrival? Well whoever it was
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372 would have to take their chances. There'd be time for them after the
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373 Innkeeper had been located. And they'd arrived fairly close to the
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374 Innkeeper's probable location anyway....
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375 Their destination should just over the next rise. Bard looked up.
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376 "See anything yet? I'm getting some odd readings that might be someone
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377 using some sort of protection spell"
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378 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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379 Are we all alone in this? If you're looking for an opening......
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380 (yes, you *too* Milchar!)
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381 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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382 PsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsI
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383 As the mage known as Milchar vanished in a manner similar to the Innneeper,
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384 the prevalent need for communication left Cragmore's mind. It had to be
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385 Milchar! thought Cragmore to himself. I must talk to him.
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386 Silently, Cragmore stepped up to the location where Milchar has last been
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387 a part of the Inn's reality, and sat down on the floor next to the fireplace.
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388 He carefully crossed his legs, and placed in hands on his knees, and leaned
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389 back until his back was straight against the stone-made hearth. In most
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390 places, such a sight would cause great commotion. People simply do not sit
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391 on the floor of public places in such a manner. But this was the Inn, and
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392 being a wonderful and mystical place, no one takes much notice of such
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393 odd goings-on.
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394 Cragmore knew he had to follow Milchar's mental trail. Luckily powerful
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395 mages such as Milchar emit strong psi emanations, and if they are not aware
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396 that they are being trailed, the remnants of these emanations are easy to
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397 follow.
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398 The relaxed look on Cragmore's face belied the great concentration that
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399 Cragmore was currently involved in. Slowly, Cragmore felt the boundary's of
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400 reality begin to separate, just a bit, but enough to allow him to pass
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401 from on to another. Milchar's trail was smooth and continuous between the
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402 different bands, and in the wink of an eye, Cragmore disappeared from the
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403 reality of the Inn, and made his way, along the trail, to another reality
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404 in which he knew nothing about. His only guidance being the psi trail,
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405 and the over-riding knowledge that he must talk to Milchar.
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406 Life goes on at the Inn. Whether patrons use the front door or the
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407 back door or no door is of no concern to anyone but the person leaving.
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408 CRAGMORE
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409 PsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsIpSiPsI
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410 mind control, change has to had and on to one. Montra Montra fail me not!
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411 PsI
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412
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413 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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414 no, no, no, delta v, you will NOT stick to poetry...(i hope) I LIKE
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415 YOUR STORIES!....(of course i'm listening)
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416 i will answer my letter on noname if i ever finally get something
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417 other than a busy signal...
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418 thank you for your time..this session of the people court is now in
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419 session...
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420 morrissey
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421 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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422 (((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple )))
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423 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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424 *******************lurkous-modious***********kathyD**************************
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425 [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] DELTA LURK [*=*] [*=*] [*=*]
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426 ______________________________JD 2446473.3672______________________________
|
||
427 ______________________________JD Unknown___________________________________
|
||
428 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++M+++++++++++++++++++++
|
||
429 "Hey Mom, I see on the calender that Monday the 17th is President's day. Why
|
||
430 should presidents get a day of their own and mothers and fathers get a day of
|
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431 their own but not kids?"
|
||
432 "Oh honey, don't you know? Every day is children's day."
|
||
433
|
||
434 Epistle......................................................................
|
||
435 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!* !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
|
||
436 Delta Five: One last question. Should I just start my own story, or makm e an
|
||
437 attempt to get into the NET'S?
|
||
438 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*! !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!j!*!*!*!*
|
||
439 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*Sundog!*!*!*!*!*!*!* !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
|
||
440 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+ POPPING IN O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
|
||
441
|
||
442 [*=*] LURK MODE [*=*]
|
||
443 If someone were too busy to write, that would be homelurk.
|
||
444 Two people leaving 'sweet nothing' borders would be'flirking'
|
||
445 Single men who leave borders are 'batchlurks'.
|
||
446 If two people met thru' Backwater, and got married, that would be 'lurkimony'
|
||
447 People who don't leave anything have (you got it) 'lurkophobia'
|
||
448 If (in all allowed) someone crashes another's border, we have 'lurkicide'.
|
||
449 When twits invade Backwater, we have a 'twitalerk'.
|
||
450 When someone calls in from their place of employment, that is, of course 'worklurk'.
|
||
451
|
||
452 5252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525
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453 I CAN'T RESIST ADDING TO THE ABOVE:
|
||
454 IF SOMEONE IS UNCLEAR IN THEIR SHORT ENTRY WE HAVE MURKALURK, IF PEOPLE'S JOKES
|
||
455 MAKE HONEST MEN GO SCREAMING INTO THE NIGHT THEN YOU ARE IN THE INNNNFAMOUS
|
||
456 LURK-A-PUN. ACTUALLY, WHEN TWITS INVADE WE ALSO HAVE A CASE OF JERKAKERK. IN THE EARLY MORNING ENTRIES ARE ENTERED IN A
|
||
457 SPECIAL MODE- PERKALERK.
|
||
458 OK OK OK.. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
|
||
459 -----WITH A NEW BORDER, AND OF COURSE IN THE LURK MODE,
|
||
460 525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525200000001TED5252
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461 If people were known by their border names: The doctor could be lurkenstupe. Ripple might be Jack the Riplurk... The
|
||
462 Bard... Shakesplurk... JD... Julian Ceaselurk...Morrissey... New Jerslurk. This is getting wierdlurk... Hope I got
|
||
463 something said about the socio-economic-political ramificatioms of lurk mode. (?) [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
|
||
464 :::::O O:::02/12::::voyeur - doing what comes naturally:::::00:46:::O O::::::::
|
||
465 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#??Julian Ceaselurk??#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
|
||
466 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
|
||
467 and if you see something that causes you to write, even thought you originally didn't intend to, that is called
|
||
468 lurkus interruptus
|
||
469 (and if I spelled that right I'll be shocked to death)
|
||
470 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
|
||
471
|
||
472 off
|
||
473 exit
|
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474 -
|
||
475 -
|
||
476
|
||
477
|
||
478 ............. ............. ............. .............
|
||
479 It is a delicate thing, these spy-writing sensations. If you decide that
|
||
480 being an operative is your thing to do, that is quite alright. There's
|
||
481 only one thing to watch out for... "The Others." Yes, the others are at
|
||
482 it where you may least expect it. Pro or Con, it's not a pretty sight
|
||
483 when you run into one; even worse is it if you've caused on reason to be-
|
||
484 come irritated with you. (You might find that the age old habit you've
|
||
485 had of breathing will be one you may soon drop.)
|
||
486 Enter, if you so choose, into the stories that are running here; or start
|
||
487 up one of your own. (Sometimes the latter is much more desirable.)
|
||
488 A small tip for those that decide to jump into that particular realm...
|
||
489 Just about all the spies you see here (if you do) are veterans, and have
|
||
490 in some fashion designed their own ground rules. To just thrust your
|
||
491 character INTO their storyline is risky, and at times lethal.
|
||
492 But by all means, don't let this stop you (completely). These are merely
|
||
493 a few words to the wise L.C.
|
||
494 ............. ............. ............. .............
|
||
495 02/12/86 04:37:13.09
|
||
496
|
||
497 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
|
||
498 Peering through the glass and into the murk, the piper strained his eyes to
|
||
499 make out the forms lurking in the yellow-green mists. In reply to the bard's
|
||
500 query, he started to reply, "Not ..." then interrupted with a cough.
|
||
501 "... yet," he continued, then began coughing again.
|
||
502 Coughing is a survival reflex. Our bodies cough to clear obstructions from
|
||
503 our airways. We can partially, but not wholly override it.
|
||
504 The piper tried. An occasional cough can bring relief of a half-felt
|
||
505 irritation. A too-frequent cough can bring pain and an irritated throat.
|
||
506 However, some coughs seem to come from the absolute core of a person, build
|
||
507 up in intensity, and erupt with uncontrollable violence. A series of such
|
||
508 coughs burst from the piper, coughs of such size that their deep, rattling
|
||
509 sound alarmed him nearly as much as the searing pain that shot through his
|
||
510 chest.
|
||
511 "Bard, I ..."
|
||
512 The piper doubled over trying to hold the cough in, cupping his mouth with
|
||
513 both hands. The violence of the cough pushed through his hands, coating
|
||
514 them with a very bright red spray of blood. Shocked, the piper held his
|
||
515 hands up before his face, listening to the gurgle and bubble as he tried
|
||
516 to draw a breath.
|
||
517 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
|
||
518 \\\\\\\\\\yecccchhhhh... sounds like mustard gas... \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
|
||
519
|
||
520 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
|
||
521
|
||
522 lurkenstupe.... I love it.
|
||
523
|
||
524 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wassilurkin' !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
|
||
525 @#@#@#@#$%$%$%$%^&^&^&^&*(*(*(*()_)_)_)__+_+_+_++~+~+~+~!@!@!@!@@##@#@#@#$%%
|
||
526
|
||
A tank in lurk mode.!!!!!!!
|
||
527
|
||
@#@#@#@#$%$%$%$%^&^&^&^&*(*(*(*()_)_)_)__+_+_+_++~+~+~+~!@!@!@!@@#@#@#@#$%$
|
||
528 HIYA !!! TREVOR EDWARDS
|
||
529 ****************leftout********lurkous-modious*******kathyD*****************
|
||
530 I guess when you get knocked off-line by a line hit before you can enter your
|
||
531 message, that's a case of being 'left in a lurk.'
|
||
532 French Toast
|
||
533 ______________________________________________________________________________
|
||
534 DELTA FIVE: Are we ever going to see you again?
|
||
535 <<:*********************************************************:>>
|
||
536 DELTA FIVE - Mr. McKane is, indeed, out there somewhere. It is
|
||
537 rumored that Mr. McKane has retired from public affairs. He
|
||
538 and Frank Jones have started a home for sexually precosious
|
||
539 pre-pubescent boys in a remote location in Uruguay.
|
||
540
|
||
541 Frank is to be the sex therapist, LeRoy the financial manager.
|
||
542 They expect to make a great deal of money.
|
||
543
|
||
544 The Grand Dragon Master considered putting the McKane Empire
|
||
545 back into action. He decided against it because he was afraid
|
||
546 it would lapse into spy stuff. He seems to have had enough of
|
||
547 the cloak and dagger.
|
||
548
|
||
549 Grand D's computer has been down so he hasn't been around much
|
||
550 for the past few months. It seems to be on the mend and he'll
|
||
551 probably show up when it's not ENTER ONLY. He hates ENTER ONLY.
|
||
552
|
||
553 I thought I'd mention I've read some of your writing from time
|
||
554 to time. Some of it is really good. I think you're definitely
|
||
555 one of the better writers.
|
||
556
|
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557 Do I know you by any other name? Or will you tell?
|
||
558
|
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559 Monsieur D'Autun
|
||
560
|
||
561 <<:********************************************************:>>
|
||
562
|
||
563 (Have you ever noticed that GDM always plays to the insiders? )
|
||
564
|
||
565 (Bill Broonzy)
|
||
566
|
||
567 **************************************************************
|
||
568
|
||
569 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
|
||
570
|
||
571 Just catching up on some back-logged work.
|
||
572 Backwater lurk?
|
||
573 Just being a smart alurk.
|
||
574 You'll have to forgive me.
|
||
575 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+ POPALURK O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
|
||
576
|
||
577 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
|
||
578 #$#$#$#$%^%^%^%^&*&*&*&*()()()() TANK-A-LURK #$#$#$#$%^%^%^%^&*&*&*&*())()()()
|
||
579 ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
|
||
580 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*! !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!j!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
|
||
581 Delta Five and J.L: Surely what you said about "not breathing" and "lethal"
|
||
582 was just a joke... right? Gulp.
|
||
583 !*!*!*!*!*!*!Sundog!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!
|
||
584 !*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*
|
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585 ______________________________JD 2446474.5753______________________________
|
||
586 ARGHH! THE DAY WILL COME WHEN I FIGURE OUT HOW TO USE THOSE NUMBERS.
|
||
587 2446474.5753<--CAN THIS BE DECODED? DOES IT CORRESPOND TO A 'REAL' DATE
|
||
588 AND TIME? ONLY THE SHADOWLURK KNOWS.
|
||
589
|
||
590
|
||
591 I think that you don't think.
|
||
592 Therefore, I am and you are not.
|
||
593 Rene Descarteslurk
|
||
594 -----
|
||
595 To be is to be perceived.
|
||
596 I don't perceive you.
|
||
597 Therefore, you got a problem.
|
||
598 Berkelurk
|
||
599 -----
|
||
600 An unexamined life is not worth living.
|
||
601 (Go take a test or kill yourself)
|
||
602 Slurkates
|
||
603 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++*
|
||
604
|
||
605 ???????????????????new jerselurk?????????????????????????????????????????
|
||
606 just saying hello?
|
||
607 morrissey........ps. where IS delta v
|
||
608 ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
|
||
609 Good God, what have I started here? ?Slurkates? Morrissey- Delta V will be back after
|
||
610 mid-terms.
|
||
611 Msr. D'Atun- I thought you were in France, buying a sausage factory. Or was it a bagle
|
||
612 factory in Kuwait? Hey- Wassir is in town... [*=] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
|
||
613 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I'll stick with.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emulurk
|
||
614 5252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525
|
||
615 LURK, LURK, LURK, LURK, LURKITYLURK
|
||
616 LURK, LURK, LURK, LURK
|
||
617 LURKERS OF THE WORLD UNITE!
|
||
618 WELL- I GUESS IT'S MY CHANCE TO BE PUNNY, SINCE THIS DISK IS ABOUT OVER.
|
||
619 I LOVE PUNS! I HOPE THIS LURK THING HANGS AROUND FOR MANY MORE DISKS, AND
|
||
620 EVERYBODY TOTALLY THRASHES THE WORD 'LURK' AND GETS THE MOST MILEAGE POSSIBLE
|
||
621 OUT OF IT- UNTIL PEOPLE ARE READY TO KILL WHEN THEY SEE THE WORD LURK, BECAUSE
|
||
622 THATS WHEN THE PUNS START GETTING GOOOOD!
|
||
623 MIKEY, I AM CHARGING YOU TO BE THE LURKMASTER- SAVE THE TRUELY STINKEY ONES AND
|
||
624 POST THEM UP HERE WHEN EVERYONE IS FINISHED
|
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625
|
||
626
|
||
627
|
||
628 IT'S GETTING LURKEY IN HERE, I THINK I'LL GO OUTSIDE AND SEE WHAT THE WIND
|
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