1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask... 2 ************************ INSTALLED: 25 JUN 85 ********************** 3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator 4 ************************************************************ 5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION 6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM. 7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned 8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public. 9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is 10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which 11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be 12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved) 13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the 14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the 15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace 16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up. 17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system. 18 ************************************************************ 19 20 How can I resist? 21 At the TOP!!! 22 Dr. Frankenstupe 23 (In semi-retirement) 24 +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_ 25 26 *@*@*@*@*@*@* A bedraggled Minstrel @*@ 27 All: Ask me to sing for you on any subject you please. That's my job. 28 @*@*@*@*@. The pleading Minstrel *@*@*@ 29 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 30 Maybe not at the top, but close enough for me. (P.S. Who keeps deleting 31 my damn markers?!) 32 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\JCL\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 33 34 ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? 35 To All: YOSP is NOT Hoojib or Minstrel, as claimed on db... 36 Y.O.S.P. are the initials for an organization formed by Milchar and myself. 37 The only reason that it was on this system is that I used it as a marker a 38 few times. Whoever said otherwise is wrong! Sorry for the confusion... 39 Milch: Later, later....(yawn!) 40 ??????????????? The Doctor ??????????????????????? June 25, 85 at 11:52 ??????? 41 P.S: Six months till Christmas... 42 Sorry, Milch... 43 ???????????????????????????????????????????????????? The Doctor ??????????????? 44 to all:Anyone with information on where 45 to aquire bbs programs fo a modest try 46 at a one man bbs please contact Ken 47 Wiseman at 775-xxxx after 3pm, 48 thanks for any help!! 49 It was a very funny year, when I was seventeen. 50 Highschool almost over, summer almost on the scene. 51 There were no wars to speak of. No draft to fear that day. 52 Of course there was some fighting, but it was very far away. 53 Secondary school: I was so glad to be done. 54 I knew for sure that summer would mean a bunch of fun. 55 Backwater had just started, back in those bygone days. 56 I remember calling in and printing lines during my stays. 57 It sometimes seems so long ago, that I turned seventeen, 58 But time is very relative, and it passes by unseen. 59 REMEMBERING SEVENTEEN 60 61 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 62 I wonder is 101 ways is some kind of expert. Compuserve? Really now, where 63 did exactly did that column come from? Next time send such stuff through 64 the filter to /dev/nul. 65 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 66 090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909 67 'free at last, free at last, i am not a number i am a free man 09 kept 68 telling himself' 69 he mumbled,muttered (,sang(??)) to himself some off color and out of tune 70 ley about streying s-f fans on shore leave on some immaginary world named Argo 71 as he worked. Without entirely realizing what he had done or how, he had kludged 72 up an encoding device which he hoped would meet NET standards. 73 Typing on an old keyboard he had found lying around and interfaced to said 74 kludge; what went out 'over the air' was: 75 MFARI DCZAL P@D@E ACLDJ A_WGA _E(_P ED_CE EFEPC LNAHB BJZ@A LP(\D D@D_M 76 J_FAI CDA\V DMJFA I(\DD __EPF RRHBZ @XXID ^CL(\ D@D_E NTAIG RA@DZ APPFL 77 ZDPFZ TP(_\ H@BPS XDTXG JED@P _F@RR DVXEP DXMMF NADCL ID(_L ACJAE PHB_\ 78 @CFRY X)D(P VD_\F R(_AE (\DD_ _WGAE P_FXL (ND_F EDCRC EHB@Y CYFRX LD@F\ 79 VRA\A LP@AI DXJDS CEDPT CPD_K BEPDH BCDEP JCUDM JX\DL ARR@F E(YDD _RXMC 80 PFXL( N_DIA LFXHB (_LA( _@^CI C(LD_ @RF_E P_AID MCRRX GPDMJ AADQX LA(\D 81 D_TC( MHB 82 090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909 83 Immediatly he dissasembled the device, carefully putting each componant 84 back in it's proper cubby. If uninvited guests were to arrive unexpectedly, 85 all they would find was the same collec- 86 tion of parts Carmichael him self had stumbled upon. All that is except the few 87 he now used to assemble a very crude but effective giger counter. 88 Then is was cautiosly back topside with vission almost normal except for 89 a painful 'gritty' sensation and spots heed probably be seeing for days. 90 Well nothing for it but his make-shift 'counter seemed not to be register- 91 ing at all. No way could he convince himself that the device was indeed func- 92 tioning and the environment was infact 'safe' yet such was the urgancy of his 93 schedualed rendevios that he only hoped his body would remain intact long enough 94 to reach it. No thare hadn't been any radiation suits among the stores. Ad- 95 mittedly an odd ommision but then everything had been qurioser and qurioser for 96 quite some time. 97 He found frieda, not ware he had parked her, (he would have found not even 98 a scrape had she remained there), but rather ware, as her last 'inteligent' act, 99 she had parked herself. 100 He had to remove the engine cover and jumper around the now useless electr- 101 onic ignition to the old regulating reley block that had patiantly sat mounted 102 but disconected the passt 5 or so years. 103 Patches complete and hotwires installed, The old 235 coughed than rowred 104 to satisfying life. 105 090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909090909 106 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$ 107 vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvPAULvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv 108 Although I wore the white smock of one that works to preserve 109 lives, I had my ways when preservation required more drastic 110 measures. From under the lab jacket I extracted the butterfly 111 knife in the method known as an ice-pick drop. With speed and 112 practice the click that is made can be the last thing your victim 113 will ever hear. I recalled that the man guarding the room with 114 the two prisoners was right handed, as I, so I reached to 115 cover his mouth with my left hand as my right hand did the task 116 of opening his throat and neck. I muffled his cry as he dropped 117 to the ground, blood silently oozing down my arm. There's no 118 hiding that much blood on my jacket, so I would pray that no one 119 else would see me. I reached into the "sleeping" guards pocket to 120 get the keys that would open the door to the poor imprisoned 121 souls inside. Once the door was opened I dragged what remained of 122 the guard into the room so as not to be seen by anyone that 123 happened to stroll by. I closed the door and locked it from the 124 inside. After removing the key and dropping it on the body, I 125 turned to the others in the room. They were neither sleeping nor 126 awake, they had been drugged. I did it. Wiping the blood from my 127 hand I then removed the hypodermic and the antidote from my 128 pocket and prepared them for their departure. 129 "Can you understand me? I am here to help you now." I said as 130 began the injection of the solution to the woman that was seated 131 in front of me. The only response I saw was a slight droop of her 132 head, almost indetectable. As the needle pricked her arm she did 133 not flinch. "Damn!" I thought. "Still no sensation." I finished 134 with her and proceeded to the man that sat next to her. At the 135 moment he was equally withdrawn from reality. I prepared a new 136 hypo for his injection. No flinch here either. I would have to 137 hope that it would begin working soon for time was always crucial 138 when you are out to break the rules of the game on home territory. 139 "W-water.." It was the woman. I think I remembered her name. 140 "No, Pamela. There isn't any water to be had now. You'll have 141 to wait until we are out of here." 142 "N-no. Last time.. injection.. only water..." Her words were 143 broken, but it was still a good sign that the antidote to the 144 drug was taking effect quickly enought. 145 "Yes, you are right. I had hoped you would be able to see what 146 I had done. By only giving you a water injection, the Doctor 147 wouldn't suspect that I was halting your induced stupor. I'm glad 148 you were able to see that I was helping you then. I can't say as 149 much for your sleepy partner over here, I had to give him the 150 real thing last time." I began to loosen their bonds. "Soon you 151 should be able to move about on your own, I've given you a stim- 152 ulant that should do the trick at waking you back up." Just then 153 the man next to Pamela began to mumble. I hoped that the antidote 154 would work because I hadn't the time to test its efficiency 155 before hand. "Primitive resources!" I snorted under my breath. 156 "We'll have to move quickly. Soon they should suspect that things 157 are amiss. In about five minutes you'll have to exit the room by 158 this window behind you. There will be a vehicle waiting to take 159 you off the grounds. I will be driving. But you must hurry." 160 "So.. so tired. Can't go on.." 161 "But you must! You can not stay here or your life will most 162 surely be forfeit. You must snap out of it!" I picked up the keys 163 and unlocked the door. I peered down the hallway -- no one. 164 After heading back to the lab to retrieve a few of the scientific 165 research files, I headed on out for the car that would take us 166 away from all this madness. As I pulled up to the side of the 167 building I noticed a scuffle inside the room. There was a fight 168 inside. The plans for escape looked destroyed until I saw the two 169 figures running in a crooked line from the buildings door. 170 "Over here! Run, Run!" I called. The man, Marvin I believe, 171 started to run in the opposite direction until Pamela stopped him 172 and headed for the car. I helped them into te back seats and 173 proceeded for the air strip. The plane that she had been brought 174 in on had not yet seen fit to return from whence it came. 175 Feigning injury, I got out of the car and acted as if my arm had 176 beem severly injured. Luckily the man watching the plane believed 177 my little charade and I got within striking distance to relieve 178 him of his compact machine-gun. Then, barging into the pilot's 179 room I woke up the aviator from his slumber. 180 "I hope you've had enought beauty sleep, 'cause I've got a 181 mission for you.. Take her back!" I think the weapon in his back 182 made it unnecessary to have a good grip on his collar, but I didn't 183 think I would chance it. We headed out for the plane and once I 184 made sure he understood what I wanted, I ripped out the radio's 185 wiring and helped Pamela and Marvin on board. 186 Talk about bumpy rides. 187 vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv 188 189 vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv 190 Once back in the states, I got us a ride on the express train 191 back to Portland, where the whole farce began. During the ride 192 Pamela and Marvin were hardly awake. It seemed that the sedative 193 had actually caught up with them after the test antidote had 194 worn off. It was a good thing, they needed the rest after having 195 been through what they had. The files I had taken along with me 196 were those that had outlined precisely what was planned for 197 Pamela once apprehended. I had sat and translated as much of the 198 non-technical transcripts from German into English as possible 199 without including too much jargon that would make its meaning 200 vague or ambiguous. After reading the first couple of 201 paragraphs it was evident what the Doctor had in mind. I would 202 leave these transcripts with Pamela in order that she may under- 203 stand just what I had taken her away from. I wanted nothing to do 204 with the horrid plans I now translated for I too was a doctor. 205 A sane one though. 206 As we reached Portland, Pamela was beginning to come around 207 from the effects of the drug. I slipped her both copies of the 208 transcripts and tried to explain to her that I would meet her 209 shortly at one of the more notable buildings that the city had in 210 its downtown area. 211 "I shall meet you there in three hours. If I don't make it by 212 then, take the tickets in this envelop and hide until you are 213 fully recovered. You'll understand." I helped them both into an 214 awaiting taxi and saw them off from the station. They were gone. 215 All I had to do now was contact the appropriate authorities and 216 maybe something more could be done about this whole nightmare. 217 All there was that surrounded me was the sound of the idle 218 engines, their steam blowing effortlessly into the late afternoon 219 sky. The din of the travellers could not be heard as no one would 220 be coming or going for another good fifteen minutes or so. I stood 221 alone in the gravel, alone on the tracks. 222 Just then, from behind, there came a strong arm that reached 223 and grabbed at me.. I could not escape or even move at all. 224 "Zee Doktor is dissssspleased vith you, Paul. You should never 225 have done zose things vith the prisonersssss." His grip tightened. 226 ".. .. .." I couldn't say a word. 227 "Zee Doktor vould like me to preform one lassst operation vith 228 you Paul. Gute Nacht." I felt the edge of the knife draw across 229 my open neck. 230 vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvPAULvvvvvvvvvvvvvANTITHESISvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv 231 232 <<>236-xxxx 431 PCC DATA NET.--245-xxxx 432 PCS/RBBS--775-xxxx 433 ROSE CITY--283-xxxx 434 TANIS--761-xxxx 435 TERMSTAR-635-xxxx 436 T-COMM--635-xxxx 437 ZARA HEMLA--286-xxxx 438 ZEPPLIN--293-xxxx 439 ZORON--252-xxxx 440 :: 441 IN VANCOVER: 442 COMMODORE RBS 443 579-xxxx 444 EXCHANGE 445 949-xxxx 446 LOONEY TUNES 447 694-xxxx 448 MSD-PS 449 695-xxxx 450 SOME OF THESE NUMBERS MAY NOT 451 BE UP TO DATE, SO PLEASE BEAR 452 WITH ME 453 :: 454 LEASE EXCUSE MY MISTAKE: 455 PSICON IS NO LONGER IN SERVICE 456 THANKS!! 457 JOHN B. 458 6-26-85 459 ******************************** 460 *_%#@*%_)#*@%)_*%)_*!%_*%_^)_#&)_@*%)_*%)_!%&_&*%)_@#&%)_@*%_)@&%)_&%@)_&% 461 Mikey: No new COPYLINK news to report. I have tried out all of the terminal 462 emulations and have encountered no problems. I would like to ask a few 463 questions though. When would be a good time to drop by US Digital? I can 464 also bring new compiled versions of all the game programs and DOC files. 465 TIN MAN: On re-reading...Good stuff. I wish I had looked closer the first 466 time. Thanks. 467 Luingil: Welcome back to the shores of backwater. 468 Kosta: How goes the story creation. We are all waiting to hear from Ms. Lamb. 469 *%)_#@*%_@#*%_)*%_)@*%)_@*%_@)* L'homme sans Parity *%_)@*%_#*%_@#*%_@#*%_@) 470 471 SageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSage 472 "Ach, another letter. These things," The Sage paused, to scratch 473 neck, "These things gather in circles around my desk like vultures waiting 474 for me to answer them. Evil scavengers, letters, evil scavengers." 475 Seeing that the Sage was obviously babbling idioticly, the Odd One 476 began to play with some of the folders that made up the Sage's letter file 477 and noticed one in particular. 478 It was on a nice hammermill paper, and done in a fine, precise and 479 carefull handwriting. It simply asked, "What poem should I write next?" 480 Being able to think of nothing other than a girl he had seen that 481 day, the Odd One wrote underneath that, "Write about the wink of a young 482 girl's eye." 483 SageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSage 484 *=*=*=*=*=*=*JUSTA LURKIN*=*=*=*Some folks likes hearin familiar theams; Some 485 folks dont care too much for violins, electric gittars (or once upon a time sax 486 iphons) cause the get over used to death. Empty castle king a matter of taste. 487 minstrel: Know any of world with sentients but not on two leggs, all the colors 488 unfamiliar and the shapes too?*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* 489 [/] [/] empty castles and lonely kings hmm..... [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] 490 [/] and thanks L'homme sans Parity. that means a lot. [/] THE TIN MAN [/] 491 [/] tick tick tick.... one hour later. [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] 492 i traveled with my father 493 when i was very young 494 he was a poem writer 495 a tale teller 496 and many songs had he sung 497 498 we had no horse or pony 499 we traveled on our feet 500 father in front 501 me close behind 502 often sleeping in the street 503 504 we carried all we'd ever had 505 in a large gray canvas sack 506 but large smiles 507 and easy laughter 508 were things we never lacked 509 510 he always spoke the sweetest verse 511 or sang the bawdiest song 512 or spun a tale 513 of noble deeds 514 a right winning over wrong 515 516 but my favorite story my father did 517 was one he didn't sing 518 he'd set aside 519 his insturment 520 and tell the tale of the lonely king 521 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] more to come... THE TIN MAN [/] 522 OFF 523 *@*@*@*@* The Foolish Minstrel @*@*@*@*@* 524 Apoliges to all. My work is not good and I should restrict it to myself. 525 I won't write any more poetry here. Not untill it is ten thousand times better. 526 *sniff* Well, Mabye one poem, that I wrote a loooooong time ago. Be back after I dig it up. 527 @*@*@*@*@* The Hurried Minstrel @*@*@*@ 528 @*@*@*@* The returned form of the Minstrel @ 529 Here Goes. 530 Dinosaurs and a Child'Ss mind 531 By The Minstre:l 532 Dinosaurs and a child's mind, 533 strange things there do form, 534 monsters, spaceships, time after time, 535 Anything out of the norm. 536 537 Dinosaurs and A child's mind, 538 thought churn and twist, they reel and spin, 539 Wizards, dragons, gnomes and trolls, 540 swords and stones come to life therein, 541 542 Dinosaurs and a cxild's mind, 543 the towo go together hand in hand, 544 but when you grow up and you face the t"true" world, 545 You leave them behind, in a distant land. 546 @*@*@*@*@ The Childish Minstrel @*@*@*@* 547 --P-- 548 To the Minstrel, and all his voices: don't give up my good man. Join the 549 ranks of those that visit here often, and watch and learn. Do not take there 550 words harshly, but let them let you look at your work in a new light. I came 551 across a little fact the other day about what % of a writers time is 552 devoted to which task. 60% is spent in revision. 553 You are leaps and bounds above many already. You have a desire to write, 554 and the perfect place to come to to learn how and to present your works for 555 input. 556 --Patti Mifflin-- 557 @*@ The Light Heart Minstrel *@* 558 Patti: Thank ye for caring. You may know me under some other names. Are you 559 familiar with a certain Sranul the roo, The Snow Husky, Standor the Falcon? 560 *whisprering* That's me. Shh! Don't tell anybody! It's a secret! 561 p.s.: Patti: I'd REALLY like to talk "voice" with you. My Could you contact 562 me via. TANIS under the name THE SNOW HUSKY ..remember..it'S THE SNOW XUSKY, not SNOW HUSKY 563 ...ok? If you can't get mail to me, why dn't you just tell me so on the b-board and I'll send you private mail with | 564 MY phone number. 565 @*@*@*@*@ The Minstrel in Love @*@*@*@ 566 PATTI! Don't worry. I'm not in love with YOU! It's somebody else. You probably don't even know her!!! 567 @*@*@*@*@* The Nervous Minstrel @*@*@*@ 568 569 ***************************************************************** 570 L'HOMME: ANYTIME AFTER 10:30 IS FINE. YOU MIGHT GIVE A CALL AHEAD 571 OF TIME TO BE SURE I'M NOT OUT, OTHERWISE ANYTIME IS FINE. 572 ***************************************************************** 573 574 %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%* MUDGE %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*% 575 Minstrel: Nice poetry. 576 Paul: Paul Atredies???? 577 Kosta: Awaiting your return. 578 L'Lhome: (Hope I got that right) Please write stories! 579 New Poet: LOVE IT, MATE! LOOOOVE IT! 580 Sage: Odd one? Hmmmmm. 581 Cistop Mike: Does Backw`ter have a "theme"? What I mean is, TANIS 582 (the board) is a desert city, Alternate World is a planet with a cchurch 583 and what of Backwater? 584 Here is my suggestion for a theme. 585 5%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%**%*%*%* 586 Long ago, the Pirates of the olden days created a place where they 587 could go. To tell of their plunder and wht they had done. To tell others 588 of their journeys and tales. but most of all, to hide maps and treasures 589 in a great waterway. T 590 This waterway streached nearly across the island. It('s coves 591 filled with the btreasures of pirates. This place was named "BACKWATER"." 592 If you go there today, you will still find tadventurers, singers, tellers 593 and speakers. They tell tales, talk, 594 laugh, cry, and love. 595 The spirits are, like the treasure, the Pirate's. If you listen 596 closely, you might hear them talking to themselves, and looking on at 597 the people who enter into BACKWATER.! For it truely IS a place of wonder. 598 %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*% 599 Well? What do you think? Is that a goosd idea for a "theme"????? 600 %*%*%*%*%*MUDGE THE OTTER*%*%*%*%*%*%*% 601 *%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%* 602 Mudge: Backwater does have a theme, one that has developed over a period of a 603 few years. Backwater is an Inn, in a world/place known as Inisfail. But then, 604 perhaps a story along those lines on another disk would better serve the telling 605 of the tale. 606 +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- 607 %*%*%*%*%*%*% MUDGE %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*% 608 %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*% 609 Ok. I didn't know. But what did you think of my story IDEA? 610 %*%*%*%*% MUDGE THE OTTER %*%*%*%*%*%*% 611 *c**%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*%* 612 613 Hello, I am sooo confused!! 614 I dont get how to use this system!!! 615 Hello, i am soooooo confuuuuused!!!! 616 how do you use this system??? and what is lost for? all i get is i am lost too. 617 Dan Benge 618 Hello I am so confused someone please tell me how to use this message system!! 619 I am new here so i dont know what the heck is going on here!!!! 620 Dan Benge 621 Hello my name is Dan Benge... 622 How in the heck do you use this 623 system????????Please sysop reply to 624 my message!11 625 Dan Benge 626 Does anyone have a list of ~nationwide sexuall9y oriented BBSs? 627 +-+-+-+-+ 628 Dan: type HELP at the > prompt to get a complete listing of the commands this 629 system allows. Mudge: Sounds good, now let's see what you can do with that idea. TOTAL NUMBER OF LINES = 629