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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 22 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 #########################################################################
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21 After what seemed like eons, I finally found myself on top of a small knoll.
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22 There below in a small depression was a strange looking box sitting just
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23 slightly above the ground. #That's it! That's it!# cried a voice in my
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24 head. "What's it?" I responded. #That's the transport. That's our ticket
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25 off this ball of bleach.# "What's a ticket?" #Never mind, let's just get
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26 down there before they decide to take off.# Within a short period of time
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27 I was standing beside the box. Not being able to figure out anything else,
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28 I rapped my knuckles against what appeared to be the doorway to the thing.
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29 "Ahem.. Hey! Anybody home?"
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30 ############################ The Innkeeper ###############################
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31 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\44
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32 James was weary beyond words. Careless of the energy he had expended, he had come a thousand miles over, around, or
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33 through every obstacle to this place. At night, when he could sleep, he saw Tariya's face and little else. He no
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34 longer cared if he lived or died. All he wanted to accomplish in this life now was the destruction of the council and
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35 the safety of Tariya's family, however little they deserved it.
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36 He stood on one of the yard-thick beams that made the ceiling supports in the main council hall. Below, totally
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37 unsuspecting, were the remaining members of the circle. The only piece of furniture in the room was a large "C" shaped
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38 table with twelve chairs on the outside. Nine of those chairs were occupied, three were empty. He had seen to two of
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39 those vacencies himself. There were a couple of assistants there, but no guards. The security in this place sucked.
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40 Those who dabbled in magic a lot tended to rely on it to protect themselves. In his case, it wasn't enough.
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41 Listening carefully, he heard them discussing the fact that they had been invaded. It was about frigging time they
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42 noticed. it was also time he gave them something else to notice. He stepped off the beam.
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43 It was a forty foot drop to the floor. James landed feet first, flagstones shattering under his shoes. They were
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44 startled, but not exactly panicked. The simply stared at him until he began to feel a little embarassed. Finally, he
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45 said, "Hi."
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46 At the center of the table was an immensely old man, dressed in finer robes than the rest (which was saying a lot)
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47 He stodd stiffly and addressed James. "You are the intruder that has killed two of our number this night?"
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48 Was this guy kidding? "No, I'm your Fuller Brush man."
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49 He either ignored or didn't understand the sarcasm. "What is your business here?"
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50 "I want the war stopped."
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51 A fat woman at the far end of the table jumped up. "You can't be serious! By what power do you intend to enforce
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52 your demands?"
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53 James smiled evilly, "Oh, I'm so glad you asked." He raised a fist, which was wreathed in blue fire. A dozen bolts
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54 shot from it to the woman. There were a series of flashes and loud esplosions. He lowered his hand, but when the smoke
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55 cleared he saw that her section of the table had been reduced to burning kindling but she herself stood unharmed, if
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56 startled. James spun around and looked sharply at the old man. Somehow, he had protected her.
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57 "You might have suceeded had you continued with your geurilla tactics rather than confronting us openly. There is
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58 power in numbers. Allow me to demonstrate..."
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59 The other eight had seemed to have gone in a trance. James could feel the power in the room shift and flow to the
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60 old man. He summoned the sword, raising it before him. No blue fire raced along its edge this time.
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61 The old man shimmered and suddenly became a black outline. The outling grew until it attained the size and
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62 musculature of the Hulk. Looking hard, James could make out tiny points of light within it, like stars. The giant took
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63 several steps forward, the table shattering before it. It reached out for him and James whipped the sword through its
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64 arm.
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65 It was like cutting air. The blade passed through without effect. A large black hand clamped hard on the front of
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66 his jacket and raised him into the air. James struggled, but he couldn't touch the giant, even though it could
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67 definitely touch him. He found himself looking into the void where the face should have been.
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68 The old man's voice echoed ghost-like out of that void. "There is power in numbers. We knew you would confront us
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69 openly. We were prepared. For the deaths of our comrades, and the danger you represent, you must now die."
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70 James had just time to register these words before the giant smashed him senseless against the stone
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71 floor.
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72 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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73 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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74 Happy Birthday, Prometheus!
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75 Aaron
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76 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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77 """"""""""""""""""
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78 Well, I would have thought that I would miss something important by not
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79 being able to log on for two weeks, but given what is on these two disks,
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80 I have not missed all that much. Oh well...
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81 """"""""""""""""""Soli
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82 Hello commodore user's, Want a full featured board with over twenty megabytes on
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83 -line twenty for hour a day at 300 or 1200 baud. Call Celestial systems bbs at
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84 233-xxxx. seven days-a-week,a adult-orented full featured bbs,not the cheap
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85 discount bbs variety. They say you get what you pay for.........................
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86 233-xxxx-233-xxxx-233-xxxx-233-xxxx-233-xxxx-233-xxxx-233-xxxx-233-xxxx-233xxxx
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87 Twenty megs,1200 baud,multiple boards
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88
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89
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90 ***************************************
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91 Commodore BBS 233-xxxx/vic20/64/128/Ami
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92 ****************************************Celestial Systems BBS (C)Copyright 1986
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93 All rights reserved
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94 *********** 233-xxxx ****************************** 233-xxxx *******************
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95 ************ 233-xxxx ******************************* 233-xxxx *****************
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96 ************** 233-xxxx ******************************* 233-xxxx ***************
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97 ***************** 233-xxxx ******************************** 233-xxxx ***********
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98 ********************* 233-xxxx ******************************* 233-xxxx ********
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99 *********************** 233-xxxx ******************************* 233-xxxx ******
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100 ************************* 233-xxxx ******************************* 233-xxxx ****
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101 *************************** 233-xxxx ******************************* 233-xxxx **
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102 ***************************** 233-xxxx******************************** 233-xxxx*
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103 ******************************* 233-xxxx******************************* 233-xxxx
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104 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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105 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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106 PPPPPPPPPPPSOLI: Perhaps you missed more than is readily apparent at first glancePPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
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107
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108 If the above is an example of the intellegence to be found on the celestial bbs
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109 I think I'll pass.
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110
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111 Me too.
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112 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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113 Even as a 64 owner, I'm not interested.
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114 Hum, thought I missed more since I couldn't get on (busy when I called).
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115 Emu: Nice seeing you in person at the Engineering Open House. Your Impus
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116 program was an interesting idea, even if it was nonhostile. Have any idea
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117 who I should contact for the Msource of MARS, RCASM, and the Core Wars programs
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118 entered in the contest?
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119 ++++++++++++++++
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120 #Nulinta remul pok, nulinta remul pok, nulinta remul pok...# thought Milchar,
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121 working himself into a trance in which his recall of Heal lore he had studied
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122 would be at its best. His repertoire of spells of that nature was
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123 distressingly small, so little time was wasted choosing.
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124 Themage carefully checked his body, to see if it would be damaged while he
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125 was gone. After he had been satisfied (a second or so later) he released his
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126 soul-self to cmore closely inspect the damage.
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127 Massive damage to both lungs was clear. The atmosphere outside had taken its
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128 toll on tPiper, who had not reached protection in time. Milchar's soul-self
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129 sent little tendrils of thought to explore briefly the rest of Piper's body,
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130 stopping when nothing abnormal was found.
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131 The soul-self turned its attention to the lungs, and as it did it felt the
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132 slightest hint of cold. It knew, suddenly, that Bard had taken care of what
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133 wsas left of the little flames on Milchar's robe, and that the body would feel
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134 very cold when it returned. It hoped that the body could adjust by itself.
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135 The soul-self shrunk itself, becoming but a point within the lungs; there it
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136 began to dance.
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137 The mote hopped left and dodged right, healing as it moved, in a complex rhythm.
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138 A clot here destroyed, hop, dodge, jump, spin, a break repaired. Spin, hop,
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139 dodge, constantly moving, dancing to a music not heard by mortals.
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140 +++++++++ Milchar (psuhon!w3237020) ++++++++++ 22 Feb 86 @ 10:37pm +++++++++++
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141 ---------------------
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142 While the turkey who entered the Celestial bbs message demonstrated his
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143 intelligence for all to see, I'd agree that this bbs, if it is as described,
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144 is a whale of a lot better than 95% of Commodore bbs's around. MOST such
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145 bbs's only have a 300 baud modem, have no hard disk, and are as slow
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146 as molasses in January. (has anyone out there ever SEEN molasses in January?)
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147 A bbs might be looked at as a generous offer by a person to allow many others
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148 to use his computer for their benefit. Of course, depending on the computer,
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149 it could also be interpreted as an attempt by the sysop to inflict his
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150 computer on the public. We'll see...
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151 ---------------------
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152 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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153 Milch: Congrats to you for your excellent showing in the corewars game! At
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154 these events, it can be rather embarrasing to have some highschool hackers
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155 beat out the "educated and practiced" college hackers. As for Impus, I
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156 must admit that I just took it right out of the original Scientific
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157 American (I think that's where it came from) article. Maybe I'll put a
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158 little more thought into it next year... Sorry 'bout my not connecting
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159 you with the user of account w3237020: I wasn't even thinking about those
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160 kinds of connections, and was quite busy other things anyway.
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161 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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162 525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252525252
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163 WELL, IT SEEMS AS THOUGH WE HAVE A FEW SYSTEMS PEOPLE HERE.
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164 I HAVE NO PUN FOR TODAY, SO YOU ALL CAN BREATH A SIGH OF RELIEF.
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165 52525252525252525252525252520000001TED5252525252525252525252LURKIN5252525252525
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166 Sigh..... Ditto much of the above about Celestial. Commodore boards, ho hum
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167 [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
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168
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169 Dryden: Do it now and do it fast.
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170 Most of all, do it! -Moreland
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171 =----------------------------------------=
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172
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173 ______________________________JD 2446485.3796______________________________
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174 The fat man runs this city like a toy
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175 train. Noisy people disappear. It's
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176 a very quiet city.
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177
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178 There's a .38 in my pocket and a file
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179 in my desk that's going to sound like
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180 the Fourth of July.
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181
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182 The fat man never liked me much. And
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183 soon he won't like me at all.
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184
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185
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186 Agency Agency Agency Agency Agency Agency AgencyAgency Agency
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187
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188 Washington, January 12
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189 The new Director stood from his chair. Steadilyhe depressed a
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190 thin red key into the shiny desk surface. A moitor rose from
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191 the black top and a keyboard clicked up also. secretary
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192 entered the office. If the new Director had notbeen
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193 preplexed, he might have noticed.
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194
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195 "An appointement, Director."
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196 "What? Oh, right."
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197 "Should I get rid of them, Director?"
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198 He depressed another slim red key and a graphic f the world
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199 showed on the table top. Sattelite charts, oceaographs and
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200 aeronautical maps were overlaid there. Pressingkeys, it all
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201 disappeared in an instant.
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202 "Director?"
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203 "Sorry. Please send them in."
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204
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205 The monitor and keyboard submerged into the deskas the two men
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206 entered. A stenographer followed and sat discreely near the
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207 new Director. She prepared her pad while the thee men shook
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208 each others hands.
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209
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210 "Sit down, gentlemen."
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211 One of the men lumbered into a chair. The othersat down
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212 gingerly, and made himself comfortable at last. Neither knew
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213 what to say first.
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214 "Now, explain the McKane account."
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215 The obeise one decided to speak first. As he sarted talking,
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216 the other one interupted loudly.
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217 "The Agency owes him. When congress denied us apart of the
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218 1983 budget, he- donated it."
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219
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220 The Director frowned.
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221 "We took him into the Alps after the last engageent with the
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222 Net. The ass nailed us. He threatened full dislosure to
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223 Conress about fiscal 1983."
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224
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225 "Disperse the McKane organization."
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226 "If he sends fiscal 1983 to Congress?"
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227 "Adopt Delta Five."
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228
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229 The Director was ruthless. Senators Duncan and mithfield
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230 promised support for the Agency as long as Hart ot information
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231 on the Presidency. President Reagan was easilydeveived anyway.
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232
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233 The Agency was his.
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234
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235
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236 The Swiss Alps, January 15
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237 Nichols opened the door and watched it fall away Oaken bars
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238 and brass rails rested behind it and the smell o musty cigars
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239 flooded out through the door. Nichols caughed ad entered the
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240 room to find the man puffing on a dark roll of tbacco.
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241
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242 "Mister McKane?"
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243 The man was behind a thick cloud and was lookingover an
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244 imported newspaper. He removed his spectacles nd puffed again
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245 at Nichols.
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246 "Are you well?"
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247 The man skoffed at the question and addressed hiself to the
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248 newspaper. Adjusting his spectacles and inhalin deeply.
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249
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250 "I'm sorry."
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251 The man looked out of his lenses and through thesmoke at
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252 Nichols. The shot rang through the corridors an echoed
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253 through the alps.
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254 "It was orders from Washington."
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255
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256 Maine, January 21
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257 Philips tucked his clipboard under one arm and laced his
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258 pencils in his teeth. He slowly turned two larg knobs and
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259 then paced the room to check the tuning.
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260 Ian entered and assumed a waiting posture as Phiips adjusted
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261 the radios. Eventually his patience ran out an he spoke.
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262
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263 "So, what have you found?"
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264 Philips ignored Ian and snapped a long rod into wall of
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265 electronics and told him to listen.
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266
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267 "McKane Trust Foundation filed for chapter twele bankruptcy
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268 today, after the Internal Revenue Service annou-
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269
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270 "Tennesee Irradiation Technology, a division ofMcKane
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271 Industries, lost their Nuclear Regulatory Commision liscense
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272 today-"
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273
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274 "The Supreme Court ruled today that Exotic Exorisms
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275 Multinational is not a church and therefore looss tax exempt
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276 status. Shareholders are expe-"
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277
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278 "The government is shutting down McKane."
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279 Philips then waited for praise at his findings. Disappointed
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280 at not getting any, he began to chatter about th conspiracy.
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281 "It is the government. Only they have the powerto dissemble
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282 the organization without troubles."
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283
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284 Ian left. Philips was a fool. Now the point wa not to rid
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285 the world of McKane but to keep it free from hi ilk.
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286
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287 Agency Agency Agency Agency Agency Agency AgencyAgency Agenc
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289 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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290 FOR SALE
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291 TO ALL ATARI AOMPUTER OWNERS
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292 VIDEO GAMES
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293 I HAVE UNLIMITED VIDEO GAMES
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294 SUCH VAROVITES AS
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295 THE MASK OF THE SUN(DISK)20.00
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296 THE TEMPLE OF APSHAI(DISK)15.00
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297 TRACK AND FEILD(CART)20.00
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298 THE LIST GOES ON AND ON.BUY OR SELL
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299 JUST CALL THE COMPUTER EXPERT JEREMY RICE
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300 ?
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301 Well, what have we here? A little (!) Action. (not the turkey above, the
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302 Agency entry). Suddenly I am regaining interest in the continuing McKane
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303 st
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304 off
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305
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306 off
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307 does any one have current phone numbers of any more bulletin boards
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308
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309 ...........................................................................
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310 Agency: Not bad, not bad at all. But you were consistently losing a char-
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311 acter in each line somewhere in the neighborhood of column 64...
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312
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313 By any chance are you using a TRS-80?
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314 ______________________Leonard_JD 2446486.5905____________________________
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315 HELLO, MY NAME IS MIKE BOSTWICK FROM GLADSTONE, OREGON
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316 IM CALLING TO FIND OUT IF THERE IS OTHER COMMANDS,WHAT COMPUTER THI
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317
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318 FROM MIKE BOSTWICK TO SYSOP
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319 CONT.OF LAST MESSAGE.
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320 AS I WAS SAYING I WOULD GREATLY APPRECIATE IT.
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321 NEW BBS IN OPERATION
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322 OVER 2 MILLION ON-LINE BYTES
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323 4pm to 10am MONDAY TO FRIDAY
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324 ALL DAY WEEKENDS
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325 665-xxxx
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326 VIRGIN TERITORY,CHECK IT OUT.
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327 +**+**+**+**+**Nice editing, glad you unfilled the disk!+**+**+**+**+**
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328 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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329 I am the soul-self, I dance. Twist, turn, pack picks up, Spin hop turn jump
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330 twist spin.
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331 Another being makes itself felt, calling self away. A few more hops and no
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332 more can be done by self; knowledge exists not. The other calls, beckons mself.
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333 Self has no more strength to resist- self must return to body.
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334 ESelf leaves piper-body, again wears the fleshly overcoat. Sleep...
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335 +++++++++++
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336 AAfter the air purificatn system had cleared the air of the smoke, the
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337 spectators aboard the craft saw Milchar lift his hands from Piper, then
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338 slump to the floor from no appearent reason. Only Cragmore seemed to know what
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339 had transpired; his face wore a knowing look that Bard had seen before. After
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340 moving Milchar to someplace more comfortable than the cold deck of the craft,
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341 Bard simply waited for Cragmore to 'tell it his own way'.
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342 ++++++ch /pack/pace/ ch /ESelf/Self/ ch /AAfter/After/ drat.
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343 +++++++Thanks, Emu++++++++++++ Milchar ++++ 24 Feb 86 at 11:30pm ++++++++++++
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344 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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345 Unconciousness comes in many forms. There is the sweet bliss of sleep,
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346 restful, healing. There is the sweaty unconciousness of troubled sleep,
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347 tossing, turning. There is the unknowing blackness of coma, drugged with the
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348 unhealthy tinge of approaching death. Sometimes there is more. Sometimes
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349 there is a conciousness beyond the body, knowlege that passes by what could
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350 normally be known.
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351 The piper seemed to be watching a scene from high above. Figures moved and
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352 changed, working around another. Smoke billowed from a robe, blasts of cold
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353 extinguished flame. That essence that was the piper watched, bemused, not
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354 understanding, drifting without volition, seeing without recognition.
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355 Names drifted to him where he floated near the ceiling of the transport.
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356 Milchar. Cragmore. Bard. Names that he knew but could not recognize.
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357 Somehow he felt deep sorrow for the tiny figures that moved so far below him,
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358 dancing around the damaged one that he saw, nearly feeling the damage, avoiding
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359 staying away from the damage.
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360 Drifting higher, he penetrated the ceiling of the vehicle, floating through
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361 the metals and plastics that protected the fragile life within. Higher, to
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362 see another figure moving toward the vehicle, hearing the pounding on the
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363 entrance, the plea for admittance, bobbing like a kite on a silver cord.
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364 Suddenly, like a kite reeled from its dance in the sky, he was pulled,
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365 snatched by the pull of the cord, spinning dizzily into the scene below.
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366 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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368 Agency:Indeed interesting, considering that much of the entry was almost verbatim from another entry seen here a few
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369 months ago. The ending of your entry is different, but the major portion of the action has already been written before.
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370 One can only hope that you were the one who wrote the previous entry, otherwise you are a plagerizer, one of the most
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371 detested species here on Backwater. Since the original entry was shunned by the rest of the NET writers when it was
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372 first entered, this latest upload is definitely a case of two wrongs making a bigger wrong. Do you possibly think that
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373 the U.S. goverment could do anything to really hurt McKane enterprises? Can you actually write an entry that finds Ian
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374 in the field, a location always delegated to his agents, but not himself? And you think that the great Leroy McKane
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375 could actually be felled by a simple assasin with a gun? No sir, things do not come easy in this world. Great
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376 accomplishments require hard work. If things were easy, nothing would have any value. The agency must be a fraud
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377 perpetrated by some new organization striving to make a place for itself by fooling the unsuspecting masses with
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378 misinformation. Reader beware.
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379
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380 TGN.
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381
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382 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++M++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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383 HEY, WE DON'T NEED NO STINKING BADGES.
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384 *****************************************************************************8
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385 PIPER, he tried, but some people just don't listen.
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386 8*****************************************************************************
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387 AFTERMATH
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388 Green pastures lie still amid Honeysucle'd fences
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389 of withered Pine and rusty wire
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390 untouched
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391 overgrown with natures song
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392 The scorched earth yields life anew...
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393 Rippling brooks bubbling happiness
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394 to no ears
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395 to no man
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396 unspoiled...after the end...
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397 yet I hear.
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398 Crackle, fire, warm my hearth..
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399 as my heart is
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400 as my memory is
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401 of people who aren't
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402 In the wooded vacancies of my mind, I remember...
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403 Be still, O anxious soul
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404 Oh rapture, thine eyes see anew
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405 Twas not midnight, but dawn
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406 And I am born for not knowing death...
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407 Above me, swirling shades of dying
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408 night was day, forever was night
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409 Yet Daffodils defy mans destiny
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410 Oh legged creature, see what thou hast been
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411 Green pastures lie still
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412 amid the memories
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413 of a time when
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414 mam loved man
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415 And still the flowers grow...
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416 *****************************************************************
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417 D5: Have no fear, the entry was so obvious as to not be considered
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418 anything other then what it was.
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419 ********************************* CISTOP MIKEY *******************
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420
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421 "Cragmore! I don't know what sort of culture you are from but I'm not
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422 about to let Piper die on your say so." said bard as he eased milchar onto
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423 the other bunk.
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424 "First we'll heal him and then we'll see what he thinks. Suicide is...
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425 <THUMP><THUMP>
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426 Bard was interrupted by a sound from the hatch. Looking thru a port he
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427 saw the Innkeeper. But he didn't see any trace of a protective spell/field/
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428 ANYTHING!
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429 "Cragmore. There's something out there. It looks like the Innkeeper...
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430 *but it's breathing the local air*! I'm going to let it in but I need you
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431 tell me if it really is him..."
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432 He pressed a button and the outer hatch opened. Bard and Cragmore both
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433 peering thru the port at ... the Innkeeper?
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434 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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435 Ok, Kathyd & Cragmore seem to think that Piper wants to die. I don't and
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436 in fact I think it would be better to ask *him*! But that is a minor point.
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437 They seem to think that if he wants to die *WE SHOULD LET HIM*!!!????
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438 Say What? Care to explain yourselves? And remember, while this is a story
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439 someone out there *might* try applying your answers to real life.
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440 Do you want some confused kid's suicide on your conscience? I imagine
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441 everyone has *thought* about suicide at some time, but that doesn't make
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442 it right. No matter what your beliefs are, it doesn't really solve anything
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443 does it?
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444 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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445 PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
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446 Well, what you say about suicide not solving anything is not true. Euthanasia
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447 is suicide, and it solves something-a life that is naught but pain...
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448 In some cases, one person killing themself solves another persons problems.
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449 But don't take my word for it, try it yourself and see.
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450 +++++++sleepinginstory,exam-cramminghere++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Milchlurk
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451 ........................................................
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452 Hey...it's still here. Thank god some things remain, like BWMS.
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453 Tomorrow (Wednesday) is my 21st birthday, and now I start the
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454 downhill slide to 30. **sigh**
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455 ........................................Entropy.................
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456 `,`,`Don't think of it as sliding downhill. You have only begun to live!`,`,`
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457
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458 If you are on the downhill slide TO 30, what does that make those of us already
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459 BEYOND 30? Don't answer that, I'm afraid I already know.
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460
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461 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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462 For those of os on the downhill slide, it's gotta be easier than that uphill
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463 climb from infancy, through puberty <gads, what a mess that was!> and into
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464 our first drinks, first (and last, we hope) drugs, and on into the twenties,
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465 finally considered a fullfledged member of our society. Frankly, I'm
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466 enjoying my slide. Soon it will become a slide of an amusement park, taking
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467 the twists into matrimony, maybe I'll be lucky enough to be a father! The
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468 way I figure it, the thirties offer a time for me to look back at my "youth"
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469 and yet stay young by showing my future children the tricks to enjoying
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470 life. Why should the number 30 be such a big deal? I can't wait!
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471 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.EmuPhilosophy
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472 ch /os/us/ truly line noise... between brain and fingers....-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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473 #$#$#$#$#$#$#I think I'll stay out of this one...#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#JD#$#$#$#$#
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474 Life begins at forty. Yeah, I know- you young pups think that that philosophy is the semi-coherent ramblings of the
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475 "older set" Well, it really is true. One loses some of the things that characterize the twenties and tirties, the
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476 new experiences, the "Hey, wow, uh I mean like I'm *old enough now*...
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477 So, you do all the things that young people do. You get drunk a few clandestine times, get in a fistfight or two
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478 go the drug trip, and get laid now and then... And you start to get cocky. "I know..." Well, you don't know. Not yet.
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479 Wait till you hit the big 40. Downhill? Not at all.It is *often* that one finally realizes his destiny in his forties.
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480 Life does indeed begin at forty.
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481 I can hear Morrissey now-"god no one is *that* old.One realizes their weaknesses and their strengths, and begins to
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482 plan accordingly.
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483 A very wise man once said -"One can not know the meaning of life untill they have accepted the inevitability of death.
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484 One can not know light without knowing darkness, for all of being is contrast.
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485 Ah, you young pups, you have the best part coming. You may be 'fortunate' in bringing new life into the world. You
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486 may also be coherent enough to percieve the ramifications of such an act- it will cost you a hundred thousand dollars
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487 to raise and educate that bundle of joy. That will buy a lot of things.
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488 Reminds me of the advise of a trusted friend-"If you are married, you have a set of problems. If you are single, you
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489 have a set of problems"
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490 Pick your set of problems..."
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491
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492 IT'S AGAINST THE LAW....
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493 In Sheboygan Wisconsin, it is a crime (punishable by fine or imprisonment) to have sex with a person you are not married
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494 to. In Portland, you can not purchase and take home a handgun without breaking the law.
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495 In New Jersey, it is against the law to dispose of a dead body in any lake, river, or other *body* of water. In Kentucky
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496 a woman can not hitch-hike while wearing a bathing suit unless she carries a club. In Louisiana, you can be sentenced
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497 to death in the electric chair for selling pot. In Fort Wayne, Indiana, it is against the law to own an Elephant.
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498 In Arizona, it is a crime to kick ( Yes "kick") a cactus. In Alaska, it is a crime to refuse to stop and offer assistanc
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499 e to a stranded motorist. In Tyler, Texas, it is against the law for three people to occupy a hotel/motel room, since
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500 two of those people will have to be of the same sex.(Guess the city council never heard of San Francisco) In a suburb
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501 of Clearwater, Florida - if you have a Pit Bull, you must have a six foot chain link fence to contain said vicious
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502 animal. And in Sacremento, Ca., you can not own a Boa Constrictor. "The law is of, and for (?) the people.
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503 [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*]
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504
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505
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506 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% [00%] 00% 00%
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507
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508 In a seldom used meeting chamber, agents from around the nation have
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509 been gathered for a dismal meeting with the leader of their organization.
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510 Few look forward to ever hearing words directly from the top, this is no
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511 exception.
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512
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513 "Are all the agents I requested present?" asks Ian MacHinery of his
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514 new assistant.
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515 "All that we were able to contact and retrieve on such short notice,"
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516 she responds. He only turns his head and glares at her. "...Sir," she
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517 adds in haste. She busily looks over her list of members in the field and
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518 of those present. Ian continues.
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519 "I have brought you together for a special reason." A slight
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520 muttering is heard in the dimmly lit room. "I thought it was about time
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521 that I spoke to you all as one." He begins to feel the mounting tension
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522 within the room. "Well, I suppose this will have to do." Prepared as Ian
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523 attempts to make himself, he still fidgets with his scripts, never truly
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524 prepared.
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525 "Miss Lovelace, I need the the files." Ada hands them over and
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526 returns to her seat. Ian says nothing. Ms. Nomer still looks through her
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527 lists. Then Ian begins to make a slight roll call of the agents he had
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528 specifically requested be present. He makes his first call.
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529 "Agent Joshua..." There is no reply. You'd have to tie this one down
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530 and drag him into one of these meetings unless something big was about to
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531 go down. Joshua knew otherwise and was believed to have driven off for
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532 another visit to Nirvana. Better luck next time Mr. MacHinery.
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533 "Agent Gaudy Misky..." He received the same reply, nothing. Agent
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534 Minsky had been going through some extensive training in a diversified
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535 range of affairs to prepare herself for her next encounter with a nemesis
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536 that had once been her partner -- Agent Fleming.
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537 "Agent Fellows..."
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538 "Sir,..." replied Ms. Nomer. "Agents Fellows and Parity are still in
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539 Alaska taking care of the Delta Five situation. They wouldn't respond to
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540 any of the calls we sent via comlink..." Ian heard Ms. Nomer's account and
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541 carried on.
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542 "Agent Eugene Farley..." Again nothing. It was beginning to dawn on
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543 the great Mr. MacHinery that his regime was not so well within his grasp as
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544 had pretended it to be. He mopped the sweat from his brow.
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545 "Agent Charmichael..." It was a longs-shot, but still he tried.
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546 Charmichael had been on duty not too far from the current location of NET
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547 headquarters and Ian thought he would at least have one man available.
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548 "Hmm, we have this one taken care of... No need, at present, to
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549 reinstate his license," he said under his breath. He gave a small cough
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550 and dabbed again at his forehead.
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551 "Agent Fleming..." That was a mistake. Having mentioned that name in
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552 league with the rest he finally realized he was more fatigued than he had
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553 imagined. Agent Fleming was a rougue operative, obeying no one's commands
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554 other than his own. Agent Minsky had been dedicating herself to the day
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555 she would be able to return him to NET, she was ready to do so be it a
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556 captive or a corpse. But Fleming was, of course, nowhere to be found.
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557
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558 Undaunted by the absence of the major operatives, Ian continued with
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559 the disclosures of his originally intended speech. A few would fall
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560 asleep, fewer still would be effected by his words...
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561
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562 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% 00% [00%] 00% 00%
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563 (that about wraps it up)
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564 O+O+O+O+O+O+O+ LURK A LA MODE O+O+O+O+O+ POPPING IN O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+O+
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566 PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
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567 **************************************************************************
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568 The mist rose so a man could be seen, he held a clipboard in his right hand
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569 a quill in his left. Behind him a winged horse nickered softly, shaking
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570 her mane and pawing her foot.
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571 The man turned to the horse and replied "It is his choice, let's let him
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572 make it, you will see him soon anyway Peg."
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573 A viewing screen showed men in a ship, Piper lay still, while others
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574 aurgued over what the man's "living will" was. Tough choices were to be
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575 made.
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576 *****************************************************kathyD*******************
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577 Bard, you should have noticed by now how to spell my name. (tease-tease)
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578 ***************************kD***********************************************
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579 oh!
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580 *****************************************************************************
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581 remember i was talking about how junk-mail appeals to peoples fear of rejection?
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582 I got a letter a couple of days ago that is a perfect example. before I type
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583 this thing in let me tell you that I have never received anything from this
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584 person before.
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585 ****
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586 Enclosed is an exact copy of the letter I sent you just a short while ago.
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587 The fact I haven't heard a word of any kind from you means that it may not
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588 have been delivered -- or that you neglected to read it carefully.
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589 To be honest, I can't understand why you didn't jump at such a magnificent
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590 chance to "hit the jackpot" -- esoecially since I made some pretty strong claim
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591 that I have to honor ... no matter what.(exclamation point)
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592 Ill wait just 10 more days to let you still take advantage of this money-
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593 making "blockbuster".
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594 If I don't hear from you by then -- I don't thaink there'll be any further
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595 reason for me to ever contact you again ... because you're a "dreamer" who
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596 doesn't know how to take the "bull by the horns" when a windfall drops into
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597 your lap.
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598 (insert more sales-pitch here)
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599 Why am I willing to do this? To get you to respons. You know ... it's twice
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600 now that I wrote you ... I won't give you the third chance to strike out.
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601 Paul D. Fletcher Omega Company Brooklyn, N.Y. 11228
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602 *****************************************kD************************************
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603 *****************************************************************::
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604 Kathy: Sounds like you're typical stupid jerky letter to me.
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605 I get them all the time. "If you don't send me $1000 immediately this poor
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606 child (insert picture of sorrful looking Asian or African child) will
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607 die." Right, $999 of it will probably go in your pocket.
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608 Of course there is the ever present "Invest now in pork bellies before
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609 the coming depression. You must do it now because the world will be
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610 blown up tommorow." etc.... I have a standard kitchen size trash can
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611 that fills up with that trash at a rate of about once a week.
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612 For some reason these people seem to think that just because I own a
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613 business that I have oodles of money just laying around despiritly needing
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614 to be invested. God I wish I did, and I certainly wouldn't invest it in
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615 their scam.
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616 ************************** CISTOP MIKEY *****************************
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618 You know, there is a place you can write to to get taken off most company's
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619 junk mail list. I'll have to see if I can find that address again...
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621 Sysop Mikey is a tool a instrument of the public. he deletes things that conflic
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622 with his own personal philosophy.[Whatever that is?]
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623 Who else would cater to whimps at his expense?
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624 like that jerk that keeps advertising his bbs at 665-xxxx. Ken wiseman was the
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625 name of the individual who left it. His intell. is showing. Any commodore bbs wi
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626 th that much drive space(claims two megs) should operate at a higher rate of
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627 transfer like 1200 and up. could you imagine how long even one megabyte would
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628 take to transfer at 300 baud? Whats wrong with this equasion. Any way i have cal
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629 ed this board and there is over two megs,but its busy all the time and hard to g
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