1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask... 2 ************************* INSTALLED: 9 OCT 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 AT THE TOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 21 ----------------------------------------- 22 WINTER 23 On this bitter morn, 24 As the sun doth rise, 25 The cold of night, 26 Still chills our hearts. 27 This is winter. 28 %#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%# Midnight Hacker #%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%# 29 :-(test)-: 30 (test)-: 31 :-(test)-: 32 :-(test)-: 33 I apologize for the preceding 4 lines - needed to make sure the upload would 34 work. Please delete them (and this). 35 |:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:| 36 A one-act play on words by A. M. Goer 37 38 My name is Maxwell, Brian Maxwell, and I am mad. Some people think I 39 have it easy, and often confuse me with old what'sisface Reilly. But I 40 have news for them: being a cop in Beverly Hills is no picnic. Not 41 now, and not 9 years ago, when I first came to this cauldron of the 42 black arts. Summer of 2001, it was. I remember it well, as the press 43 was full of stuff about some guy they kept calling 'King Arthur'. 44 Never did find out what that was all about. There was a young buckaroo n 45 Broadway, and there was no room left for him in her life. He bordered 46 on sheer madness, and almost met his end at a poker game. I had just 47 gotten the king of hearts I needed to fill a straight, when in came six 48 Samurai. I asked what had happened to the other one, but before they 49 had a chance to say anything, the buckaroo yelled BONZZZZAAAIIII!! and 50 lit into 'em. The poor kid didn't even know any karate. There I was on 51 the jagged edge of a compromising position. I was undercover, tracking 52 a card sharking gang, and had just figured out the system (hence the 53 straight...), and it was time to nail the ring leader. I had just 54 spent a year of living dangerously following that bird from out beyond 55 Thunderdome (though that's another story). If I helped the kid, my cover 56 would be blown to smithereens, and most likely so would I. We were 57 both saved by some blade runner who had been standing unnoticed in the 58 shadows. As he retired the fake Samurai, I noticed a strange piece of 59 intricately folded paper in the shadows where the stranger had been 60 standing. We finished the card game, after which I had enough 61 to put that gang away for some time to come. It was time to take a 62 vacation and relax -- this cloak & dagger stuff can get to you after a 63 while. My first wife, Joan, always thought that a trip into the wilder p 64 river, I just didn't see the romance in it. Europe should be nice this 65 time of year though... 66 |:-()-:|:-()-:| 67 Here are the two missing lines - seemed to be a problem with line length... 68 1: named Danny. He came out here after the rose of his life made it onto 69 2: parts of Africa would be great, but while the Nile may be a jewel of a 70 |:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:|:-)(-:| 71 P.S. If someone with edit permission could move the lines, it would be 72 most appreciated. 73 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*Uvja Rajuul*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* 74 Watched as the feeble blast stoped midway in its course, much to the chagrin 75 of its castor. A glowing sphere formed at this point seeming to take in energy 76 the way dry sand soaks up oil. 77 Soon it glowed too brightly even to look upon. With deliberate slowness 78 it traveled back down the bolt at who's end it seamed to have formed. 79 The sphere, now mon sized, floated bare centimeters of the oaken floor 80 a handsbreath infront of the face of the bolts careless caster who, temporarily 81 blinded fell limply back into his seat. 82 As quickly as it had formed the briliance subsided and formed itself into 83 a familiar 16 toed catlike shape. 84 I hope Quimedni are welcomed here. Seams I've arived none too soon. Were 85 the first words it spoke. 86 "Kikrulan my old friend Uvja spoke accross the room, "you've settled a 87 disruption and none too soon." 88 "If you would join my table, perhaps we can now get back to the story the 89 person over there in brown and green was starting to tell." 90 Sotto voiced, to the shape changer now sitting accross table from him uvja 91 said "I belive we may know that one though weve never befor seen him in quite 92 that form" 93 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* 94 mmeeeeoooourrrll... hi entropy and hi RHD+ tnx and please continue. You ARE 95 appreciated. 96 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* 97 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-."Where are we?" asked Emu.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. 98 99 |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 100 "Nick Young, Private Eye" 101 Part One: Death at the Diner 102 103 Inside the diner, Private Detective Nick Young was ordering his 104 dinner. 105 "The usual," he told the waitress,"and on toast." The waitress 106 looked sick and shuffled away. 107 A man came into the diner, out of the biting Chicago winds. He 108 was wearing a heavy overcoat, and he was shivering. Looking around 109 the diner nervously, he spotted Nick at joined him in the booth. 110 "Nick," the man started,"I need your help, someone's been 111 following me!" 112 Nick started picking his teeth with a match he kept just for that 113 purpose. "Yea?" he drawled (he had been practicing his drawl lately, 114 and was eager to try it out), "So what? In Chicago, half the people 115 follow the other half all the time." 116 The man across from him looked puzzled. "Nick, they want to kill 117 me!" 118 Nick waited for some dramatic music. Finding none, he started to 119 say, "Okay Jerry, here's what cha' do..." 120 But before he could finish, two large men burst into the diner, each 121 carrying an SMG. 122 Jerry tried to pass through the material of the booth bench, but 123 the bond of the polychemicals used to make it was to close. He reached 124 into his coat and pulled out a snub-nosed .38. 125 Leaping up, he pointed the gun towards the two men. The gangsters 126 opened fire and Jerry took four slugs from each gun before he sank to the 127 floor, dead. 128 The gangsters moved over to the booth and kicked Jerry's body to 129 make sure that he was dead. Seeing that he was, one of them pulled out a 130 business card and handed it to Nick. The card read "ACME INSURANCE". 131 They left the diner without a word. 132 Nick got up and slung Jerry's corpse over his shoulder. On his 133 way out, the waitress said,"What cha' gonna do Nick?" 134 Nick turned and said levelly, "Never eat here again, that's for 135 sure!" 136 137 138 Part Two: "Meanwhile, back at the office..." 139 140 by: PEN NAME 141 |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 142 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$ 143 Pen Name: HAHAHAHAH... Good show! 144 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$ 145 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 146 After half an hour the lights had faded behind them. They continued walking until finally Tariya wanted to know, 147 "Where are we going? Where's your transport?" 148 "Where's yours?" 149 "Uh, floating in hyperspace somwhere between here and the Andromeda nebula." 150 James grinned, "That sounds like quite a story." 151 "I forgot to lock down the dimensional stabilizer and when I came back it was gone." she admitted. 152 "Right." James reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver card. "Fortunately, I don't have to worry about 153 things like that. I carry my transportation with me." 154 She looked at the card doubtfully. "It looks a little small for the both of us." 155 "But looks can be deceiving. Watch." He placed his thumb meaningfully on the center of the card. Tariya watched 156 expectedly but nothing happened. Finally James coughed embarassedly. "Oops. Wrong side. Now watch." 157 He turned over the card and pressed his thumb on it again. A glowing red rectangle immediately appeared beneath it. 158 The a dim white aura surrounded the small card. "Now we're cookin'." he said as he placed it on the ground. 159 Seconds after they stepped back the card changed shape. Now it was a circle. Suddenly the circle exploded outwards 160 to a diameter of four feet. Tariya gasped a little and jumped back. James laughed. Having reached its maximum 161 horizontal size, the circle began to expand vertically. It grew upwards until they were confronted with a seven foot 162 tall cylinder. 163 It stood passively until James reached out and touched a spot on its surface. A split ran down the front and 164 widened as the two front quarters rotated back into the back half. Now there was just half a cylinder, hollow inside. 165 On the back inside was a 3X4 grid of small glowing red spots. Tariya gasped, "That's incredible!" 166 "It's a technique called hyperfolding. Uses interdimensional geometry that gives me a headache just thinking about 167 it. It basically forces the volume back in on itself until you get the size you want. Just don't ask me what happens 168 to the mass." he was like a kid showing off a new toy. 169 "I'm impressed. But it still looks a little close in there." 170 "Well, what's wrong with a little closeness?" He wanted to know. The look she gave him answered that question right 171 off. "Okay, okay. There's still more to it. But you have to get inside with me. I'm the only one it obeys. Unless, of 172 course, you don't trust me." 173 "So far I've had little reason to trust you." She pointed at the waiting cylinder, "But at least tell me what that 174 thing is." 175 "Okay." He sighed. After a moment's thought, he said, "Tell me, have you ever heard of a vehicle called a 176 TARDIS?" 177 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 178 179 }<1><1>1<>1<<1>1>>1<<1>>1<1>><1<>1><11<>>1<<<1>>>><11<<>>11<<>>>1<><>>>1<<> 180 181 |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 182 To: Destroyer 183 184 Good writing, keep it up! (no pun intended) 185 186 -PEN NAME 187 ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 188 ...........................................n...tro...p..............! 189 :-]M[-: 190 .........................................................Why Unicorns?........ 191 192 Did you hear the one about the boy who put his finger in the dike? 193 194 195 He got himself slapped. 196 .............................................................................. 197 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ 198 199 To: The Destroyer 200 From: RHD inc. 201 202 Enjoying your work! 203 204 ******************************** 205 206 and yet another attempt at being verbose... 207 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& 208 let me see, where shall i begin? it is somewhat difficult. 209 i see no strife here, yet there is so much not seen by the 210 naked eye. how long has it been since i died? a simple quest- 211 ion, yes. a simple answer? never! so many times have i died 212 in my heart that the asking would surely set me to tears. this 213 time no tears are dropped, hopefully. 214 "since i have died?" i ask cheerfully to cover the scars 215 hidden in my heart. "why, i haven't died yet. and i hope not 216 to die for a long, long time. why should you ask such a ques- 217 tion? are you in such fear of being near your own?" 218 "no, i don't fear that which is the past. i had only 219 wondered if i might be in the company of my people once again." 220 zeb turned her head slightly and breathed a sigh noticed only 221 in the rise and fall of the blankets covering her delicate 222 frame. "perhaps it is only a dream that i may return to where 223 i came." 224 "the past? hmm, what has happened to bring you here then, or 225 us for that matter?" one can only say so much before my 226 interest is perked. 227 "if only i could tell you. the words escape me..." her 228 words trailed as her ability to communicate verbally became 229 subdued by her frustration. yet in that frustration i began to 230 see images in my mind that told their own stories. more vivid 231 were the images of the ones i knew, of the surface of the great 232 black plane. images of my new-found companions, of piper and 233 this zeb became crystal clear. feelings and thoughts, slowly 234 these things seeped into my consciousness. 235 "lie quietly," i said to help calm her appartent discomfort. 236 gently i placed my hand on her head as would a mother to her 237 child in understanding. i smoothed her tossled hair with my 238 fingers. 239 suddenly the images reappeared in my mind, this time more 240 strikingly real. the feelings, the actual experiences becam my 241 own feelings, my own experiences. i shuddered under the 242 strength of this onrush. 243 "you are thinking of what has happened on the surface that 244 once was outside the pell-mell. these... these things, did 245 they really happen?" 246 eyes that had recently closed opened again to look back at 247 me. "yes, but how do you know?" 248 "i can see them, i can see what is in your mind. at least, i 249 think i do." 250 "then maybe now i might be able to tell some of these things 251 that are lost with words." thoughts that were once hers, 252 bits and pieces she had acquired now began to flow to me. i 253 could not perceive all that came my way, yet some of it seemed 254 so simple. why hadn't we considered some of this for our- 255 selves? returning to our home, back near the inn seemed so 256 simple. yet appearances may often be deceiving. i was in link 257 with a being i knew very little about other than she looked 258 somewhat like me, only just another girl... 259 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& 260 "zeb": i hope that wasn't too much to swallow for one sitting. 261 just be so kind as to tell me some of the things i'm 262 supposed to know now. i won't concede to a stalemate 263 with this story. 264 now off to find an old friend to maybe create a twist... 265 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& the scarlet lion &&&&&&& 266 267 Jesus Christ and Moses were golfing one day, and they came upon the 268 7th tee; par 3. Moses led off with a beauty of a shot with his six 269 iron, landed just a few feet from the pin. So Jesus calmly strode up, 270 whipped out his nine iron, and began to line up the shot, whereupon 271 Moses said, "I'd use a six iron if I were you Lord, it's a bit far 272 for a niner." 273 274 Jesus replied, "No, I saw Arnold Palmer sink one once from this very 275 same hole, using a nine iron." 276 Moses shrugged and Jesus let loose. The ball drifted to the left and 277 landed smack dab in the middle of the pond. Say "Me Damn" he walked 278 *oops* Moses giggled and said "see, I told you, whereupon he walked 279 out toward the water, parted it, and retrieved the ball. "Now, use 280 your six iron like I did." 281 Jesus took the ball and teed up. "No, if Arnold Palmer can do it, I 282 certainly can." He took another shot, and again it landed in the 283 water. He then threw down his club and walked out over the water, and 284 stood staring down at his ball below. 285 At that time the groundskeeper walked up to Moses, staring at the man 286 standing out in the middle of the pond. "Who does that guy think he 287 is?" he asked. "Jesus Christ??" 288 Moses shook his head. "Nope," he said sadly. "Arnold Palmer." 289 *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* 290 #%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#% 291 A TOAST 292 I destroy the memories. 293 I drink the blood of minions, 294 From the heart of my enemy. 295 My enemy. 296 That which dwells in and is the hell that was my prision. 297 I am free, and I am home. 298 Far from that which engulfs all but the few. 299 Home, to stay or leave as I please. 300 Finally, home. 301 302 May all who change thier fates be rewarded. 303 304 #%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%# Midnight Hacker #%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#% 305 :::::=====:::::===== 306 I had hoped to see the cat move, but I could only sense a vague sort 307 of feeling, like she was there, but wasn't. Very strange... 308 But such is life.... 309 :::::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::==Zephyr::=====:::::=====:::::=====:::::===== 310 To that which be, were that I could 311 For home is not a place to wait, 312 But to leave calmly, laughing... and still, 313 For many believe that their fates lie within, 314 And were it not so, than it might be elsewhere, 315 and visiting there might be painful. 316 Or so it seems. 317 But who knowest the truth, and therein lies the pain. 318 For if you can decipher this, then you surely 319 understand not only the above, but Rod Mckuen too. 320 So let it not go to waster, 321 (waste) 322 Because that's where we find loneliness. 323 Which is such a terrible thing to see. 324 Moose. 325 326 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ FredLurk $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ 327 000000000000 328 329 Hartleeb is a real dope. 330 331 ""#"#"""""""#"#"#"#""#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#"#" 332 }-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{ 333 334 I step out of the cold, dark night into the warm sanctity of the bus... 335 It is the number 20, heading into Portland, and this is the beginning of the 336 line... Loosening my trenchcoat, I take a seat 2 forward of the back door... 337 I can have my pick of seats, as there are very few other travellers this far 338 out at this late hour... 339 With my books laid down on the seat next to me, the other 3 or 4 occupants 340 of the bus and myself wait for the driver to return: He is probably drinking a 341 hot cup of coffee or coacoa from one of the many vending machines on campus... 342 I look around me at the other people in the bus; one of them I know by 343 name, he is Mike... I know him only as the system manager of a hole-in-the-wall 344 little company that managed to scrape enough together to buy a Xenix box for 345 whatever it is that they do... He is taking the same class at the college as I 346 am. I can't help but wonder who he really is... My eyes say that he is about 347 30, and a bit pudgy... 348 But it is that which I cannot see that I wonder about: Who is he? 349 Does ha have kids? Does he live alone? Is he gay? It doesn't really matter, 350 I will probably never see him again after the term ends, such is the way with 351 Night courses at a community college... So many unanswered questions, the 352 answers to which will become less and less important as time goes by... 353 Once again looking around the bus, my eyes fall on a stunningly beautiful 354 young woman, her dark hair cut shoulder length and slightly puffed on the 355 sides... She is wearing a gray jacket and Levi's which are much more than 356 flattering on her... Her beauty comes in a way that is not sexual, but more in 357 the sense that it is plainly obvious that it is indeed a beautiful being 358 inhabiting that body... She is plainly tired as she looks around the bus with 359 big brown eyes, starts toward the back of the bus, then turns around and plops 360 in the forward side-seats, resting her entire frame on the vow of upholstery, 361 right under the "PLEASE RESEVVE THESE SEATS FOR ELDERLY OR HANDICAPPED RIDERS" 362 sign... Once again, I can't help but wondering... 363 In my minds eye, I can see the events of earlier that evening: 364 I can see her(Her name is Jennifer) walking away from a house, in the dark, 365 toward the college... She is crying... 366 "Just who does he think he is?!?!?" She is thinking, in response to the 367 argument that had just taken place... She tries to no avail to fight back the 368 tears as she walks alone through the darkness... He had given her a good slap 369 to the cheek, and it stung even now as she thought about the way things had 370 escalated from a small disagreement over something so trivial it had already 371 faded from memory, to an all out confrontation in his kitchen... 372 In a sudden state of reflection and contemplation, she realized how 373 grossly massochistic people were, How it hurt so bad to love someone, but how 374 it was so sought after and irresistable... The lyrics to an old Billy Joel 375 song drifted across her mind: "Well we all fall in love, but we disregard the 376 danger"... How fitting song lyrics tended to fe at times, particularly when in 377 a state like this... She was comingup on the college now, and reached into her 378 pocket to dig out enough change to take the bus at least as far as downtown... 379 After a bit of struggling to find the last dime, and finally finding one on 380 the ground, she breathed a sigh of relief: She really didn't want to have to 381 hitchhike, particularly this late at night, and who knows what kinds of weirdos 382 inhabit Troutdale... 383 The fus was a bit late to leave, but that didn't matter... It would take 384 her quite a while to recouperate from the shock of the evening, and she didn't 385 think things would ever work out again between her and Brad, he had used her 386 one too many times... But it's not that easy... But she would survive.... 387 388 The bus driver arrived and fired up the engine... The usual routine of 389 shutting all the doors and putting the big vehicle in gear, and we disappeared 390 into the night, becoming one with the darkness... 391 392 393 Omni-Student 394 }-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{}-{ 395 396 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 397 I stood and gazed about the beautiful territory surrounding the Inn. The 398 Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS, almost forgetting to let Grann out before 399 locking the outer door. We had materialized about a quarter mile away from 400 the Inn- we decided a walk would be to our liking. 401 In other places, autumn can seem so depressing. The gay colors of the leaves 402 which seemed so cheerful here signaled a season of death elsewhere. Perhaps 403 that is just my biased view. 404 We enjoyed the walk to the doors on the Inn. The Rowan tree we passed slowly, 405 in recognition of the planting Pam had done herself long before any of us had 406 discovered this pool of creative humanity (er, sorry Zephyr, in this case I'll 407 regard you as human. That goes for the Tin Man and anyone else I've forgotten, 408 too.). Just before we reached the threshold, we stopped. 409 Grann looked sad. "Master, I wish to leave your teaching." 410 I stared at him. This was not altogehter unexpected, butit still hurt. 411 "I am sorry to see you go, Grann. Will you return?" 412 "As soon as the Games are over, master. I find I enjoy your company. And 413 the Doctor's." 414 "Go, then, with my blessing. Tell me the outcome when you return!" 415 Grann smiled, and said, "I shall!" He ran back across the footbridge. 416 He seemed to grow misty as he ran on, finally becoming invisible altogether. 417 The last sign of him was a delayed echo: 418 "I shall!" 419 A tear rolled down my cheek, unbidden. I wiped it away quickly, cursing such 420 sentimental foolishness. "After you, Doctor," I said thickly. 421 He opened the door and strode inside; I followed. The ever-present fire was 422 burning brightly, around which were clustered familiar faces. For a while, 423 my sadness was masked by my happiness of returning to the place that will 424 always be more home than home. 425 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar +++++++++ 10 Oct 85, 7:17pm +++++++++ 426 THIS IS MY FIRST TIME ON THIS PROGRAM SOIT COMES AS A FRIGHT TO ME<BUT TH 427 ANKS FOR HAVING ME ON IT> 428 DAVID GILL 429 help 430 431 432 433 434 list 435 sorry 436 437 438 439 run 440 ------------------------------------------------------------ 441 THE YEAR IS 1875 AND CAPTAIN STEVEN B.NIVEK IS 442 EXPLORING THE PLAINS AND FRONTIER OF GORTANIA.ALONG WITH HIS 443 PARTY OF 35,THE CAPTAIN FINDS AN IDEAL PLACE FOR A TOWN TO 444 SPROUT UP. 445 UNFORTUNATLY THE SETTLEMENT DOES NOT WORK OUT.A RAGE OF 446 SMALL POX FLOODS THROUGH THE CITY.ONLY THE CAPTAIN AND 7 447 OTHERS CAN ESCAPE THE FURY. 448 DUE TO HIS FIRST UNSUCESSFULL ATEMPT TO EXPLORE THE 449 WILDERNESS OF GORTIANA,THE CAPTAIN AND THE SURVIVORS GO BACK 450 TO THE STARTING PLACE OF THIER EXPEDITION. 451 WITH FRESH NEW MEN,HORSES,AND FOOD THE CAPTAIN TRIES 452 AGAIN.THE EXPEDITION STARTS THE SAME WAY AS BEFORE EXCEPT 453 THIS TIME THERE IS 12 MORE MEN. 454 AFTER HIKING FOR MORE THAN A WEEK WITH PLENTY OF 455 STOPS,THE WHOLE SHABANG STOPS AND SETS UP A CAMP FOR THE 456 KNIGHT.AFTER THE CAPTAIN BUILDS A FIRE,THE WHOLE CREW STARTS 457 TO ROAST THE VENISON THEY HAD CAUGHT EARLIER TODAY. 458 "THAT WAS MY PIECE THAT YOU TOOK YOU RAT!!"SAID THE 459 FIRST MATE FRANK WELLINGER TO A SCOUT ANGRILLY. 460 "YOUR A GOSH AWFULL FILTHY LIAR,THATS JOE LOTER'S 461 PIECE,HE DOESN'T LIKE IT SO HE GAVE IT TO ME!" 462 AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN,WITHOUT WARNING THE BIGGEST 463 BRAWL YOU HAVE PROBABLY SEEN IN YOUR LIFE STARTED. 464 "CRASH!!! BANG BOOM BAMB CRRUNCH OWWWWW!!!!" 465 THOSE WERE JUST A COUPLE OF THE SOUNDS THAT WOKE UP 466 LT.JIM PORTY AND CAPTAIN NIVEK. 467 "BRAKE IT UP,BRAKE IT UP."THE TWO YELLED IN UNISON 468 "WHAT IN THE WORLD IS GOING ON HERE,I BET THE PEOPLE IN OUR 469 HOME TOWN COULD HEARD YA,YOU GUYS WERE SO LOUD!!! 470 "WELL YOU SEE SIR,IT REALLY WASN'T ANITHIN JUST A 471 LITTLE HOME TOWN BRAWL."FRANK WELLINGER TRIED TO EXPLAIN. 472 "I DON'T CARE WHAT IT WAS BUT FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK 473 YOU TWO,"CAPTAIN NIVEK SAID WHILE POINTING TO FRANK AND AND 474 SCOUT HAMMOND ,"ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR THE KP."AND AS THE 475 CAPTAIN WAS LEAVING TO GO BACK TO SLEEP HE SAID IN A LOW 476 GROWL,"NOW DON'T YOU GUYS BY GETTING INTO ANY MORE BRAWLS 477 BECAUSE I HAVE ALOT WORSE THINGS IN MY MIND FOR BRAWLERS 478 THEN JUST KP." 479 THE NEXT MORNING WAS BRIGHT AND CHEERFULL.YOU COULD 480 TELL THIS BY ALL THE HAPPY SMILES ON EVERYBODYS FACE,EXCEPT 481 OF COURSE FOR FRANK AND SCOUT HAMMOND,WHO WERE OBVIUSLY MAD 482 AT EACH OTHER AND THE CAPTAIN. 483 THE DAYS WENT BY,JUST ABOUT THE SAME EACH DAY EXCEPT 484 THE FARTHER THEY GOT ON THIER JOURNEY THE FARTHER THEY 485 TRAVELED EACH DAY. 486 "ALWAYS THE SAME EVERY SINGLE DAY,WAKE UP WITH SUN AND 487 GET YOUR PAY,TRAVELL ALL DAY,EATING ALONG THE WAY STOPING AT 488 NIGHT TO EAT AND SLEEP AND THEN ON OUR WAY THE VERY NEXT 489 DAY."THIS WAS JUST ON OF THE MANY SONGS THAT THE PARTY WOULD 490 SING WHILE HIKING,BOATING OR WHENEVER THEY NEEDED A LIFT. 491 AS THE PARTY KNEW FROM RECENT EXPEDITIONS THEY WERE 492 ABOUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GORTAINA HIGHLANDS.WITH ONLY 25 493 MEN AND 9 WOMEN LEFT A WATER BOY AND A YOUNG GIRL HAD A BABY 494 BOY.THEY DECIDED TO NAME HIM AFTER THE WATER BOY'S GRAND 495 FATHER PETER MOCKONI,SO PETER IT WAS.LUCKILY THE MAN 496 NAMED,SAMUAL FRANKLIN HAD USED TO BY A MINISTER.SO AS THE 497 TIMES WOULD OF HAD IT SAMUAL BATIZED PETER. 498 TODAY IT IS SUNDAY AND EVERY BODY RESTS.THE YOUNG 499 BOYS,PLAYING WITH THIER PLAY GUNS PRETENDING TO BE COWBOYS 500 AND INDIANS.THIER FATHERS,JUST SITTING IN THE SUN LIKE LAZY 501 PIGS.THE WOMEN WOULD BE AT WORK SETTING UP THE SUNDAY 502 FEAST.AND WHILE ALL THIS WAS GOING ON THE TEENAGEERS WOULD 503 BORROW THIER FATHER'S GUN AND GO GET THAT NIGHTS MEAL. 504 AFTER LEAVING IN MID MORNING THE BOYS WOULD USALLY 505 RETURN WITH AT LEAST 3 OR 4 RABBITS,USALLY A DEER,AND ONE 506 SUNDAY THEY EVEN BROUGHT HOME A 150 POUND BALCK BEAR. 507 THE NIGHT WAS ON OF DANCING,LAUGHING,AND EATING WITH 508 OUT ONE WORRY AT ALL.NOT TO SAY THAT EVERY NIGHT WAS LIKE 509 THIS BECAUSE ON EVERY OTHER DAY IT WOULD BE WORK,WORK AND 510 MORE WORK,ALWAYS GETTING READY FOR THE NEXT DAY. 511 AFTER ABOUT 1 MORE WEEK,THE PARTY WAS SUPRISED BUT ALSO 512 ASTONISHED.BEFORE THEM IN A SMALL VALLY WAS A INDIAN 513 VILLAGE.AT THAT TIME ALL THAT THE INDIANS HAD,AMONG THESE 514 PEOPLE,WAS AN ALL AROND BAD REPUTATION.THE CAPTAIN HAD SET 515 UP A STRATAGY.HE KNEW THAT THEY OUT NUMBERED HIM AND HIS 516 PARTY AT LEAST 3 TO 1.WHAT HE HAD PLANNED TO DO HE TOLD HIS 517 COLEAGUES. 518 "NOW LISTEN CLOSLY,"THE CAPTAIN SAID QUIETLY,"WE WILL 519 SNEAK AROUND ON OUR BELLIES UNTIL WE COME TO THAT CLUMP OF 520 TREES,"HE SAID POINTING TO A SMALL AREA OF CEADER 521 TREES,"WHILE KEPPING ONE EYE ON THE INDIANS,MAKE A DASH FOR 522 THAT HUGE BOULER ON THE FAR SIDE OF THAT PLATEAU.WE WILL ALL 523 GO IN PAIRS AND I WILL CARRY BABY PETER.IF THE INDIANS SPOT 524 ONE OF US AND MAKE SOME REMARK ABOUT IT TO ANOTHER IT'S 525 EVERY BODY FOR HIM OR HER SELF.IF IN CASE THID DOES HAPPEN 526 WE WILL ASEMBLE AGAIN TOMORROW AT DAWN RIGHT HERE.SINCE 527 THERE ARE STILL PRETTY MANY OF US AFTER THERE ARE MORE THAN 528 3 PAIRS BEHIND THE BOULDER THE FIRST TWO WILL RUN DOWN THE 529 HILL AND ASEMBLE THERE.FRANK YOU GO FIRST WITH YOUR PARTNER 530 AND I WILL GO LAST WITH MINE.GOOD LUCK EVERY BODY AND ABOVE 531 ALL BE SILENT." 532 EVERYTHNG WAS GOING PERFECT UNTILL ON SCOUT SLIPPED AND 533 SOME ROCKS TUMBLED DOWN INTO THE INDIANS VILLAGE.EVERYBODY 534 HELD THERE BREATH,THE SCOUT LAY STILL,LUCKILLY NOTHING 535 STIRRED IN THE VILLIGE BELOW.THEY HAD ALL MADE ACROSS THE 536 MOST CHALLENGING WALL THAT THEY WOULD FACE ON THIER LONG 537 JOURNEY. 538 AFTER THE ENCOUNTER WITH THE INDIANS EVERYBODY WAS A 539 LITTLE LESS LIVELY AND ALOT MORE ALERT. 540 IN 5 DAYS TIME THIER JOURNEY HAD ENDED.CAPTAIN NIVEK 541 AND HIS PARTY HAD FOUND THE PERFECT SPOT FOR A SETTLE 542 MENT.IT WAS ABSOLUTLY PEFECT A RIVER FLOWING ON THE SOUTH 543 SIDE A SMALL ROW OF HILLS ABOUT 800 FEET UP ON THE NE 544 SIDE,AND ABOUT 25 MILES TO THE WEST WAS THE RUTONICAS 545 OCEAN.THE CAPTAIN AND HIS PARTY RAN TO HIS SPOT. 546 AS TIME WORE ON,THE YEAR NOW 1890 CAPTAIN STEVEN 547 B.NIVEK PROCLAIMED THIS HIS TOWN.IT WOULD BE CALLED 548 NIVEKTON.SINCE THERE WAS A SMALL DEPOSIT OF CLAY UNDERNEATH 549 THE SURFACE A ONE TIME SCULTIST MADE THE NOW FAMOUS 550 STATUE,OF MR.STEVEN B.NIVEK. 551 THAT VETY STATUE STILL STANDS IN THE SQUARE ON THE 552 WESTERN SIDE OF NIVEKTON.THOUGH A LITTLE CORODED AWAY BY THE 553 WEATHER THE STATUE STILL RESEMBLES THE FAMOUS FOUNDER OF 554 NIVEKTON. 555 556 ----------------KEVIN B.------------------------------------ 557 Kevin B., you just used up God-only-knows how many lines 558 with a story that belongs in a history book. I know you're 559 trying, and to each their own talent, but take more time, 560 and make the thing shorter, and people will enjoy it more. 561 In other words (and I want to be positive, I'm not condemnin 562 g your work, lets keep the quality a little higher here... 563 and if you realize you're a little lacking, then keep it 564 short so we can help you with your style, etc. 565 Whew... that blows my time away for my story today folks.... 566 567 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% 568 Hartleeb sucks 569 ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* 570 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 571 L'Homme: Do you have an 8086 reference book lying around doing 572 nothing? How would you like to put it to a good use? I need 573 to borrow one for background for the 8086 assembler we're writing 574 in Systems. If so, let me know when we can get together. I'm 575 usually on campus *all* day (ugh!), so I'm sure that something 576 can be arranged. Thanks... 577 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>...!psu-cs!nelsons 578 579 Omni-Student: 580 581 I like it, *nice* character study. 582 583 Dr. Frankenstupe 584 +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_ 585 586 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\mark\\\\\\\\\er\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 587 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] 588 Omni-Student: I like it as well. Very much. 589 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] THE TIN MAN [/] [/] 590 (({{{{{{{{({({(({({({{{({({(({((({({(({())))})}}}))}})}}})}}}))}}})})}})}})}}) 591 With all the commotion that had been stirring within the Pell-Mell, I had 592 decided to leave the little room which I had taken as my one small place of 593 refuge against this insanity. There was a cry, and then the scuffling of feet 594 outside my room. I heard concerned voices and now would be a time for me to 595 be of some use on this odd get-together. I sprang to my feet and was through 596 the proto-door in an instant. 597 "Hey, I just heard someone cry out. What gives? Something wrong?" 598 "That is what we'd like to know," said Emu as he slowed for a moment to 599 turn and answer my query. 600 "We think it came from the compartment in the back that may have Lady 601 Tayree and Zeb," added Cragmore over his shoulder. "If so, I fear terrible 602 things could have happened if she's done anything rash since she made that bit 603 of an outburst." 604 "What do you mean?" I asked. 605 "She's in a delicate stage in her mental development right now. She's 606 come to learn that she has some hidden abilities locked up inside her head, 607 but if she decides to attempt anything without even the simplest of guidance 608 she may face dire consequences if she would make the slightest mistake in any 609 experimentation." 610 "Wow, that sounds really dangerous." 611 "It is, 'Fechter'." It was Emu again. "Under the supervision of my 612 mentor, I was warned against any such gambling. I've seen a friend of mine 613 take such a risk and end up a vegetable after getting lost in the endless maze 614 that is hidden in everyones mind." He paused for a moment and then brought us 615 back to the point at hand. "But for now, we must find the reason for that cry 616 we heard..." 617 "You know, for such a small vehicle, this certainly has a vast expanse of 618 hallway to traverse in order to reach the end," I said. At least my dog 619 wasn't underfoot right now. 620 "Yes, I've been meaning to mention that," added Bard from the back of the 621 group. "It sure reminds me *alot* of another 'small' vehicle I know." 622 "Come on, let's get hopping!" blurted Cragmore in a distressed tone. "We 623 shall have all the time to chit-chat once we're at the bottom of this." 624 "We're right behind you Cragmore," I finished as we made our way down the 625 passage. 626 {{{({{({{{{(({{({(({{{{({{({{{{({{(({der Eir}}})})}}})}})))})}}))}}}))}))}})}} 627 Fencer: It wasn't much, but I hope you don't mind my adopting your character 628 for the moment. I just wanted to get the rest of the group going... 629 Fechter (0321 0321) TOTAL NUMBER OF LINES = 629