1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask... 2 ************************* INSTALLED: 24 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 L'homme: The Advent business has slacked off, seems that once they got their 21 disks, that was the end of it. Haven't sold one in almost two weeks now. 22 El zipo on the Compuserve, Last I looked, there has been only one access, and 23 that was it. Oh well.... At least it is selling else where. Still need to 24 get that rewritten contract over to you as well. By the way no one, I repeat, 25 no one has sent in any money as a result of the ADV prgs. Nothing but a bunch 26 of heartless selfserving jerks out there eh? Oh well, at least they're getting 27 around, you may not get rich, but at least you'll be famous (well, we can hope 28 can't we?) 29 30 :-)Well, all I can say is "at the top"! Max...(-: 31 #$#$#$#$yes, but I can say "second from the top", which you can't (gotta 32 salvage something, don't i?)#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$# 33 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\12 34 James kept as still and quiet as he could. But it was hard. For almost ten minutes he had been standing while 35 Tariya mumbled some subaudible gobbledygook that did nothing as far as he could tell. He would give her her chance, 36 though, and wait until she gave up. 37 The magnified light of Rigel flooded the chamber. It had taken his eyes several minutes to get used to it. That 38 made him miss it all the more when it was extinguished. He tried not to jump and wait for his vision to 39 readjust. 40 When it did, he saw that it was not totally dark. Rather, the twenty mile dome of air had suddenly become a 41 stormzone. Through the transparent walls he saw deep blue and purple clouds boiling around the Palace. They were 42 occasionally highlighted by a flash of red or yellow. The whole chamber seemed to slowly rotate underneath them, 43 making him slightly nauseous. The Palace must have just shifted out of the universe. 44 Tariya had things in control, but just barely. Like just about everything else she had done since leaving Kadan, 45 this was a first. She had never been within fifty parsecs of this place before, and now she was attempting to do 46 something that should only have been tried by the most wizened and experienced conjurers, and even then with strict 47 supervision from their fellows. 48 She felt the Palace's connections to all points in the Real Universe. She felt the power flowing through them, and 49 through her. It was intoxicating. Tenatively, she let her mind reach out to those points, searching for the 50 adventurers. Her mind touched the lifeforce of the young man standing behind her. It was surprisingly weak, and slowly 51 ebbing. A chill touched her heart but she steered her concentration back to the matter at hand. Then she found 52 them. 53 And lost them almost immediately. Something was wrong. The cosmic forces suddenly shifted. Totally unprepared, she 54 could only go along with them. Her control was slipping. The Palace began to slowly drift from its dimensional 55 location. She had no idea what kind of hell might break loose if she lost control now. More power was needed to hold 56 it in place, but she had none available. The Palace began to drift faster. 57 She had one alternative left. A very powerful source, one that all humans carried within them. To tap this source 58 was forbidden, but if she didn't do something fast, they were doomed. She had no choice. 59 Her strength augmented considerably, she began to maneuver the Palace back to its proper location. Howver, she had 60 to ignore her original spell while she did. This was a mistake. Supercharged with the power of the cosmos, the spell 61 could, and did, go out of control. Almost malevolently, it reared back upon itself and struck the two travellers with 62 all its might. 63 When James regained conciousness, he noticed two things. First, they were inside what looked like a bubble. It was 64 about twenty feet across and the walls glowed softly. The second was that Tariya was holding on to him tightly and 65 sobbing. It didn't take the I.Q. of a genious to see something had gone wrong. 66 He grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her, trying to break though her terror. "What is it? What happened? Where 67 the hell are we?" 68 She finally managed to get her voice under control enough to be understood. "It... it went bad. I lost control. 69 The... the spell backfired. I'm sorry, so sorry..." she broke off, sobbing again. 70 James was not a very nice person even under normal circumstances. He was also scared. "You said you knew what you 71 were doing! Dammit! Where ARE we?!" After several more moments of her hysterics, he drew back and slapped her 72 hard. 73 Although his actions were debatable at best, he had succeeded in calming her down almost instantly. A thin trickle 74 of blood ran from a corner of her mouth. In a dead voice, she told him, "Where are we? We're in a prison. The walls 75 are formed from the energies of the universe, and there is no way to break them!" 76 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 77 78 &^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^& 79 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ 80 81 To: THEMNAX 82 From: RHD inc. 83 I am having trouble getting on to aloha and messenger... line static, bad feed 84 back, and freeze up. Call me at 775-xxxx, ask for RHD inc. or GZ. Looking 85 forward to hearing from you. 86 ******** ******** ********* ************ ****** ******** ***** ***** 87 To: ALL 88 From: RHD inc. 89 The Editor of HORIZON MAGAZINE, a C=64 magazine, ask me to let you writers 90 of BWBBS know that he is looking for fiction (computer only), and non- fiction 91 (computer only) writers. He pays better then some of the slicks, $20 a printed 92 page, compared to .03 per word at most others, and you get published in a 93 national magazine. Contact: 94 MIKE HENRY Portland OR 97206 503-236-xxxx 95 ************* ************* **************** ********* * 96 97 To: All 98 From: RHD inc. 99 My wolf bitch threw me a batch of PUPS. 100 I will have seven males and four bitches for sale in about 4 weeks. 101 They will sell for $50 dollars to $75. 102 The mother is full russian wolf, of the timber breed. The father is 1/4 wolf 103 1/4 husky, and 1/2 Lab. Well, I have wasted enough time and disk space on 104 advertizing... If interested call me at 775-xxxx. Thanks for your time. 105 106 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]***RHD inc.***]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] 107 (((*))) 108 i'm in a box and i feel caged in. i awake each day only to trek to this 109 box. i really try to make the box a nice place. i even try to get to the 110 box in plenty of time, but i guess i'm not trying hard enough... 111 work. watch. wait. pace. 112 get ready to work again, then climb the walls in the frustration of 113 boredom 'til the work comes 'round again... 114 if working the box wasn't the only thing i know how to do, i swear i'd 115 break out of this cage once and for all! 116 but i don't know any better, so i remain. placidly, i'm the good little 117 worker the owner only wishes he had -- he doesn't know. but i've never 118 seen the owner, just an odd picture of him on an obscure magazine i happen 119 to read. yes, i remain. and i take the stark issuance of blind, 120 incongruous regulations... ones that restrict me while covering for 121 somebody elses tail, not mine. i know how to do what i am here for, but 122 that's not what they think. so they restrict my actions further, not 123 knowing that they may be in fact killing me. 124 i used to think i would die for my job, now i only wonder. 125 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& 126 (having missed too much, i continue blindly.) 127 the union of two minds had been almost too much for either of them to 128 withstand. much is accomplished in an almost negligant amount of time 129 when the unharnessed forces are unleashed at one another at what is such 130 a staggering rate. a mind, a life, an entire existance is opened for the 131 other to witness. emotions shade every rememberance... all the rage, 132 all the pride, the envy, the happiness, and the embarassment. 133 if expected, these things would be under control, restrained. in this 134 case nothing had been intended and all mental barrieres had been cast 135 aside. in an unconscious will to recouperate from harm, sleep is welcome. 136 and with the threshold of sleep, the defenses escape. 137 unwanted, two lives mingled to become, for a split-second, one. with the 138 combination of these mirror-image life forces, a complete life has been 139 made. from one has come the initialization process of life, and from the 140 other, the knowledge of what is to come (or has come) to mark the final 141 days of ones existance. in one being there was now the alpha and the 142 omega combined. the potential of such a being could be limitless. 143 but such potential is never allowed to remain, no matter what the flow 144 or the course of entropy. delicate threads snap, unable to keep the union. 145 "and that is how my life shall end?" came the muttered words as i relaxed 146 from having been ousted of the connection. i sat bewildered beside my 147 companion wondering what had happened. sleepy eyes returned my gaze with 148 questions of their own. i was not the inly one confused. 149 "and there are such people that i shall meet in a lifetime?" came the 150 whisper from zeb's lips. "but so few have i seen since i have died..." 151 "so many people, and more," i said as i lightly shook my head in an 152 attempt to clear the thoughts in my mind. "but your life has ended so 153 quickly? beside the point thouhg, is that truly how you came to be on 154 that void expanse?" 155 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& 156 (i've almost thought of the way, but still foggy about it.) 157 now that the terminal is working properly again, i've been able to 158 return. i can't help but feel that i've been a hinderance in the advance- 159 ment of this adventure. this is the forst time in since my last entry 160 that i've been able to see what is here. the days passed, and only the 161 memory of what should be happening has filled my mind. too many days have 162 passed and now i feel at a complete loss. 163 blistered, sleepless and drained, i go now in an attempt to return... 164 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& the scarlet lion &&&&&&& 165 166 RHD - if you will read the first few lines of each disk, you will note that this 167 board is BWMS (Back Water Message System), not BWBBS. Please try not to 168 confuse the unaware. 169 170 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp 171 ...a dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverence and to turn around three times 172 before lying down..." 173 - Robert Benchley 174 175 176 ...When you've got a thing to say, 177 Say it! Don't take half a day. 178 When your tale's got little in it, 179 Crowd the whole thing in a minute! 180 Life is short- a fleeting vapor- 181 Don't you fill the whole blamed paper 182 With a tale which, at a pinch, 183 Could be cornered in an inch! 184 Boil her down until she simmers, 185 Polish her until she glimmers. 186 And I would definitely be lyin' 187 If I said this wasn't for the Lion... 188 189 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 190 191 ma 82 192 00000000000000000000000000000TB0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 193 As the shadowy figures moved ever more rfrantically toward the bouncing light of 194 the dying flames, the Bear pulled his sword close to him. He curled his legs 195 slowly underneath him, every muscle tensed. His slitted eyes gleamed with 196 intensity as he gazed out upon the darkness. 197 The shadows gre w closer, shapes could be distinguished. There! The Bear could 198 make out a form... a figure of a beast-man... his brain searched for the name... 199 he had researched this planet's inhabitants before arriving... 200 201 That was it! Bogjugs! They travelled in groups, overwhelming lone wanderers, 202 making up in numbers what they lacked in skill. The Bear knew his only escape was 203 back through the cave. His legs tensed, his muscles bulged against the fabric 204 of his clothing. 205 As he leaped toward the opening, the Bogjugs poured toward the flames. Their 206 open mouths screamed in a hideous shriek of death and despair. Their eyes shown 207 with the fire of destruction, saliva drooled from their lips with the thoughts 208 of a meaty Bear to eat. But where there had been a sleeping figure just seconds 209 before, was only the warm patch of sodden moss. The Bear was nowhere to be 210 found. The Bogjugs looked toward the cave... the hole in the rock which loomed 211 so ominiously before them. If it were 212 possible, they issued a collective 213 shudder and backed away as a group. 214 Even Bogjugs would not venture into the cave. They cursed their luck, as 215 they knew that creure would never return alive. 216 217 00000000000000000000000 THE BEAR 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 218 *^%)$#*^_)$*^#_)@*^_)!$*^!+_*^+_!#$*^_)*&!#_&*!_)&+!$*&_)$%*&!+*&!)+_%*&_)&!& 219 Mikey:Boo hoo! No money rolling in! What about all those promises from people 220 down south? I am shocked! How could they take advantage like that? Ah, life 221 in the big cruel city. The Compuserve downloads are over 200 I believe. Oh 222 well, it was fun while it lasted... Tee hee. 223 *%)_@*%_#@)*%#$_)^#)!+_^*#!_)*^_ L'homme sans Parity *%#@)_%#*%_)#!*%_)!*%_!* 224 :)Quite a share of exceedingly admirable transcriptions on this disk.(: 225 ?/\? 226 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\realmarker\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 227 _>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_> 228 NEOHAMA 229 _>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_> 230 My Stairs. 231 232 Suonds like a great story huh? My stairs. But wait, these are no ordinary 233 stairs. Just listen (read) this..... 234 235 My stairs take more abuse then a teenager at Lincoln high. Every day they 236 are walked on about 50 times. People go up and down, up and down and all over. 237 I bet those stairs are terribly sore by now! But that's not the worst of it.. 238 Books, toys, and papers are left there for somebody to take up which requires 239 somebody to walk up again. And every 240 Saturday they are vacuumed. Boy! that must be greeat. 241 They moan, they groan in protest but no! people dont listen to that! It must 242 be maddening to have this go on and nobody even notice! 243 Now I ask you... Is this fair? Is this right?! 244 s 245 t 246 o 247 m 248 p 249 250 s 251 t 252 o 253 m 254 p 255 ... 256 _>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_> 257 NEOHAMA 258 _>_>_>__>__>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_> 259 ^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^" 260 Neo: NO. 261 262 Here's summore story ta read: 263 264 With a small, bored frown on her 265 face, Rasoi looked to the Gladinoids, 266 who were now controlling the small 267 hover-craft. 268 Po seemed to soak in everything around him... Although the Gladinoids 269 weren't too well know for perceptiveness, Po was different... He looked at the 270 sky, and said in a low -toned voice," What was it like?" Rasoi and Mia looked 271 at him, as a person looks at someone who is having an epileptic seizure. 272 "wWhat?" Rasoi asked. Po looked down, and looking sad and tired, asked,"What was 273 it like? I mean, what was the Earth like?" All this time, Po thought athat 274 she was from Earth. It made a tear form in her eye, as she didn't know how he 275 felt about this. "I...I don't know. I wish I had been there before the 276 holocaust. From what I hear, it was Paradise." She said, and decided she would 277 sit down. 278 "Approaching headquarters."said Mia. This broke the emotional draft in the 279 room. 280 As they hovered up to the door, a huge gate started to open slowly. As its 281 mighty bulk went up, Rasoi said, "Y'know, I've never seen it from up here." 282 Their attention was immediately drawn away from the gate though, as sixteen 283 soldiers approached the craft with large cannon blasters. "Uh-Oh" she said. 284 She walked out, with a terrified grin on her face, hoping to pry out of 285 the situation with on of her infamous explainations. "I have a perfectly good 286 explaination for this..." The soldier in the back took off his helmet, and 287 *BEHOLD* Commander Andonox! "SHUT UP." he said, in a low, angry voice. She 288 looked at him with a shocked look."I told you it was a LOOONG story!". He 289 walked up to her, infuriated..."WHAT DID I JUST SAY TO YOU?!?"he asked 290 i a ridiculously demanding tone. 291 ^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^" 292 The Digitalian 293 ^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^"^" 294 ++++++++++++++++++l+u++r+++k++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch +++ 295 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% 296 The vesloc interrupted my thought. "Compilation of data complete. Summary 297 on standby. Sensors in local mode to conserve energy. Awaiting instructions." 298 I decided veslocs, on the whole, were too verbose. "Begin report." 299 The vesloc proceeded to detail the factors that controlled unspatial travel, 300 finally saying something about "non-standard energy dispersion pattern may 301 have unknown effects on ethereal stability" and "equations derived are similiar 302 to actions of gravitons under gravitic drive influence". Which meant, I think, 303 that in addition to moving sideways, something was pushing me up. Or in some 304 other 'direction'. 305 I told Eric to shut up, and I crossed the footbridge. The group of buildings 306 I had seen from afar were in actuality only two, but one was much larger than 307 the other. The smaller one appeared to be a stables. The other.... 308 Wait a minite. 309 That building very closely resembled that 'Inn' I had left days before. 310 Something very strange was going on. This definitely WASN'T Dihlator. "Eric?" 311 "Ready for processing, Bert." 312 "State spatial coordinates of this place." 313 "Approximate coordinates: Alpha fifty-six Rho eleven." 314 Great Space! Here again! 315 %%%%%%%%%%% rebalsa %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% 10/25/85 316 317 rebalsa: When the Inn is the center, things just keep gravitatin' to it... 318 Enjoying your words ( and DESTROYER'S, and Trainor & Co, ...) 319 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>...!psu-cs!nelsons<><><><><> 320 (((*)))(((*)))((( lurk )))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple ))) 321 gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg 322 you don't want to hurt me 323 but see how deep the bullet lies 324 gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg 325 *%#)%*!_)%*!_)*)_!#(%+!)(%_)!#*%)_#!*%)_#*^)_#&*_)#*&)_#*&_)!#(&_)!#&)_%*&)_%&(!_)&$%_)&($_)&(!)_&(_%&(_$&(_@$&(@&()@ 326 !psu-cs!nelsons: Thanks again for your help. Perhaps now I can really go to town. Last night I worked up some semi- 327 fancy shaded polygons that should give a good demo of the features of the program. Let's hope everything wasn't a 328 fluke. By the way, the machine went down last night. Weekly backups? 329 stomp stomp: Now who was it here that was saying ZZTOP RULES was a waste of space? 330 Leonard: Missed your call last week. Please try again. Thank you som much. 331 Mikey: I also have those extra disks to return to you. I will make all efforts to drop by USD next week. 332 *%(@#*%@#(_)*%_)!*%!)_*%)_+!*%)!#*%)_!*!%_)*! L'homme sans Parity *%)_@#*%_@)*%_)!*%_@)#*)_&*_)&*!)_*&_)@$&*$)@_&*$@_) 333 dbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdb 334 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 335 ANOTHER new modem, always a new one. Hopefully this time it won't turn out 336 to be a lemon. Autodial, Autodial... 337 Max: As it turns out, there's a Software Unlimited in Milwaukie... 338 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 339 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 340 341 The Bear gazed from the shadows of the cavern out to the milling figures of 342 the frustrated Bogjugs. He kept his sword underneath one arm, lest the shine 343 from its deep light give him away. He pondered the idea of attacking them... 344 there seemed to be roughly two dozen, and with some surprise he knew he could 345 cut down at least half of them before they could gather their wits... but he 346 decided the best course of action at this point was to proceed into the cave; 347 sleep or no. 348 He turned his back on the entrance and walked carefully down into the tunnel, 349 his sword held out before him to shed its dim glow in the darkness. With the 350 night outside, the cave was darker than he imagined possible. The faint light 351 from his sword cast eerie shadows around him, but he could see no more than a 352 foot or two in any direction. 353 354 The air turned musty as he wandered deeper and deeper into the blackness. 355 The only sound save his footsteps were the occasional drip-drips of moisture 356 from the ceiling above. He could not determine its heighth. 357 358 The damp smell grew even more foul as he wandered in. The walls of the cave 359 were now hidden from sight. He was a small, lonesome light in a black world 360 that was lost to his senses. But the echos of his footsteps told him that the 361 cave was growing larger, that he must 362 now be in a large cavern of some sort. In the distance, he could now hear the 363 faint but steady sound of water... moving slowly, but moving, as in a stream, 364 nonetheless. 365 366 With his sword held out before him, he proceeded toward the sound, unaware 367 of the great danger that lay before him. The stench that permeated his nostrils 368 was tossed off as the musty smell of an ever-unlit darkness. But in the back of 369 Bear's mind, he knew that it had to be much more than that... 370 371 00000000000000000000000 THE BEAR 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 372 ############################ 373 It cll started on May 12, 19;2 when the Soviet Union announced, "The 374 ##################THE#COSBY#KID########################################### 375 376 It all started on May 12, 1992 when the Soviet Union announced, "The 377 U.S. must surrender unconditionally or two-thirds of the populaton of the 378 U.S. will be eliminated". The reason all this could happen I am about to tell 379 you. It all started when Reagan started the "Star Wars plan"; at first the 380 idea was to build a satellite to defend our country from incoming nuclear 381 missiles the Soviets have fired at us for some reason. The plan was to equip 382 a satellite with a lazor type weapon that would be able to knock down the 383 Soviet ICBM's. This plan worked so good that the U.S. government decided to 384 go one step farther, this was to create a satellite with lazar capabilities 385 so powerful that they could destroy intire cities in a fraction of a second 386 thus making nuclear war obsolete. The biggest abvantage to this type of 387 warfare si that it does not produce radiation, so there would be no reason 388 to hesitate on using this weapon, because all we would be doing is destroying 389 a city. There would be no nuclear fall out, no radiation sickness and no 390 contamination of food or water. In 1988 when Reagan left office this project 391 was not complete, the satellite was just transported to it's correct orbit 392 by the new space shuttle SESPP. It was a successful launch but the satellite 393 wasn't finished, by 1989 there was suppose to be a space station finished to 394 construct the rest of this satellite. 395 Reagan left office and a man of the Democratic party was elected to 396 Presiddeticy, his name was Borgmen he seamed to have a proper prospective on 397 politics at the time of the election. He was a typical candidate. He promised 398 many things as did every Presidential candidate that preceded him, but like 399 most, would never be able to fulfill them for one reason or another. 400 After he was elected the nation found out that he was a Green Pease 401 radical making Teddy Rosevelt seam conservative in his actions. The first 402 thing that Borgmen did was to elininate all funds to all defense projects 403 and asked the Soviet Union to voluntarily participate in a bilateral nuclear 404 disarmament. It's obvious that Borgmen did not learn from the SALT pacs. Of 405 coures the Soviets agree to do so. 406 After Borgmen cut most of the defense budget and disposing of nearly 407 every nuclear weapon the government had stocked piled sense the late 1950 408 he wint on with his radical affairs. He had a national save the whales week, 409 and set out to ban nuclear power plants. He also spoke out aginst Union 410 Carbide which at this time their death count was estimated at 62,000 from 411 an occasional leak here and there, the officials always claiming, "A freak 412 accident could never happen again". 413 Borgmen also introduced to Congress Rail-road spill guards costing 414 86,000,000 dollars. The guards would catch any hazardous chemicals incase 415 of derailment. Congress denied this sort of money for track spill guards, 416 the House speaker commented "For that price we could also afford to put spill 417 guards around every tree and fire-hydrent to catch any hazardous chemical 418 spills from the dogs of this country." 419 At this time air-travel has become so hazardous that the President 420 wanted to inprove public awareness of the resks involved in flying. Airplane 421 crashes were so common that on a nice day people would pic-nic near airports 422 to witness the effects of a wind shear on incoming air-traffic. Signs were 423 put up that said "FLY AT YOUR OWN RISK." and the small print saying; "IF PRAT 424 & WHITNEY DOESN'T GET YOU YOUR LOCAL TARRIST WILL." One plan that Borgman 425 thought of him self was to have all the tarrist voluntarily fill out a form 426 that requested: the name of their group, the reason for hijacking the plain, 427 how long you intend to hold hostages, and when are the deadlines to be met, 428 and how many people that they actually plan to kill before they give up. 429 Then once a day they would send up a plain full of convicts with this tarrist. 430 The tarrist could go though his whole routine getting hundreds of hours of 431 TV coverage and make his point. Borgman blames the failure of his plan on the 432 lack of cooperation of the airports and kmajor airlines. 433 At this time the Soviets have captured our unfinished satellite. They 434 finished it and aimed it at us. The Soviet Union announced, "The U.S. must 435 surrender unconditionally or two-thirds of the population of the U.S. will 436 be eliminated". 437 438 ########################################################################## 439 My God... you just covered ten years of history with half this disc space! 440 Not to criticize harshly, but shouldn't a short story (on a BBS a short short 441 *short* story!) be a little more 442 exciting or interesting rather than a long discertation like some history 443 lesson? If you're going to make a point about politics, or some farcical thing, 444 just take one subject and dwell on that, not a whole damn newspaper headline 445 review of the next ten years! 446 447 Again, don't mean to sound harsh, but take a hard look at what was written and 448 see if you couldn't have pared it down about 40 lines... and been more inter- 449 esting to boot! 450 451 As some wise sage wrote to a friend of his in a three page letter:"Sorry this 452 letter is so long but I didn't have time to write a short one!" 453 454 Keep 'er hummin! 455 -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+ 456 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 457 The sound of the stream grew closer as Bear walked slowly forward, all senses 458 at the ready. He strained to see through the murky darkness ahead, but could 459 see only the complete pitch black of 460 his darkest nightmares. The unbearable smell of the worst kind of death and 461 despair nearly overwhelmed him. He slowed his pace and held his sword out high 462 above him to shed more light on the surroundings. 463 464 Just a few feet in front of him suddenly loomed a dark object. Startled that 465 something could overtake him so quickly, he stopped, gasping in air, muscles tensed for 466 battle, sword at the ready. But the object did not move. It stayed on the outer 467 edge of the faint glow of his sword, nearly blending with the shadows, but 468 with enough definition of line to make it distinct from the other blackness. 469 470 The Bear strode forward quietly, every muscle in his body tensed, every nerve 471 straining for further data. He held the sword closer to the object... he could just barely 472 make out what it was. 473 474 A sign! A bit tattered, tilted just the slightest bit. But a wooden sign indeed. 475 The Bear laughed to himself, almost out loud... but with unknown danger all 476 about he dared not utter a sound. 477 478 He bent over, sword touching the sign, to read it. Part of the left side had 479 crumbled away, but there, etched deeply, and with more than a bit of crudeness, 480 were readable letters. The Bear took them one by one: 481 ...OLL BRIDGE 482 483 Ah! This was once a toll bridge! He thought. He looked around, into the darkness, 484 casually wondering if there were indeed any toll takers around. He chuckled 485 lightly, realizing the sign must have been used during another age, and proceeded 486 forward. Almost immediately, his feet hit wooden boards, and beneath him was 487 the quiet rushing of a meandering stream. He could smell the water, but the 488 stink of death permeated even deeper. 489 He walked quietly over the bridge, sword in hand. 490 491 Suddenly a loud splash! And then another! And a growl! The bridge began shaking, 492 as if a giant was on the other end, jiggling it with delight. The Bear stumbled, 493 and put one hand one the boards to steady himself. The growling turned into a 494 roar... his ears could barely take it. In the darkness a dark shape... no, three! Three 495 distince shapes grew above the stream, and dwarfed the Bear standing alone on 496 the bridge.... 497 498 00000000000000000000000000 THE BEAR 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 499 dbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdb 500 lemme guess - a tRoll bridge, right? 501 (((*))) 502 ____________________________________ 503 ggggg: no shot intended especially 504 nothing to hurt. Maybe it would be 505 easiest for you if we let it sit 506 in the background and not worried 507 about it anymore. Sorry 508 --------------------------just me--- 509 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% 510 I spent several minutes, then, sucking on that little tube and thinking about 511 what had happened. I went one point at a time: 512 One. By a supposed freak accident, I had managed to get here the first time. 513 Two. The place did not exist where it was supposed to exist. 514 Three. Something had drawn me here once again, beyond all likely coincidence 515 (when was the last time YOU calculated the odds of randomly appearing twice 516 in the same place in the galaxy?). 517 My first hypothesis, then, ran something to the effect that someone wanted me 518 here, someone who possessed the knowledge about the grey IC that I lacked. 519 Who? The only possible solution I could think of was that Doctor fellow, the 520 one who had given me the stabilizer circuit in the first place. 521 Well, then, the only thing to do was find him again, I thought. 522 I opened the intake panel on Eric and shoved the empty Nutri-pudding tube into 523 it, where is disappeared with a flash of light into the disintergration 524 chamber. That ought to hold him for awhile, I thought. 525 I began walking toward the Inn, with more purpose than I had started with. 526 Hopefully he hadn't gone anywhere in the last six days. If he had, then my 527 problem quadrupled. I tried not to think about that as I pulled open the heavy 528 oak door. 529 %%%%%%%% rebalsa %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% 10/27/85 530 ************************************************************************** 531 THE BEAR: 532 Kudos to you and your accomplishment. 533 Just be careful how you use 'permeated.' 534 ************************************************************************** 535 At the Annual Competition held on the 4th October, 1896 under the 536 auspices of the Syndicat des Dactylographs de Belgique, at Brussels, 537 Mons. Campion won the first prize for speed, using a Williams Type- 538 writer. All the leading machines were used. Mlle Berger won the 4th 539 prize for speed on the Williams. For best work the 1st, 2d, and 3d 540 prize were also won on the Williams machine. 541 542 WILLIAMS TYPEWRITER Proved superior - Visible writing-Direct Inking 543 544 French Toast 545 _________________________________________________________________________ 546 547 HELLO--I'm a new user. How do I use this system? Lynne Lowe 659-xxxx 548 xt 549 ++++still no mail?+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch ++ 550 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 551 French Toast: Where can I get one of these wondrous machines? Obviously, 552 I should keep up with the latest advances in technology. Do you have 553 the address for Williams Typewriter? Thanx... 554 L'homme: Yeah, the machine is down Friday eve's for file system backups. Good 555 luck with those pix. I'm anxious to see a finished product... 556 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>...!reed!psu-cs!nelsons<><><> 557 a new bbs at 252xxxx for ibm, c-64, c-128 and trs-80's has just opened up 558 call it 559 560 /s 561 562 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 563 Lynne Lowe: I don't know if giving out your number on this board is such a 564 good idea, given the kind of element that has been here lately. Oh, well, 565 what's done is done. To figure out how to use this thing, type 'HELP' at 566 the ready prompt and a little careful reading should give you all you need 567 to know. I'd be glad to answr specific questions, though. 568 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\justme\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 569 gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg 570 the writer stares with glassy eyes -- 571 defies the empty page, 572 his beard is white, his face is lined 573 and streaked with tears of rage. 574 thirty years ago, how the words would flow 575 with passion and precision, 576 but now his mind is dark and dulled 577 by sickness and indecision. 578 and he stares out the kitchen door 579 where the sun will rise no more... 580 gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg 581 582 /=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/ 583 Music? Do I hear music? Good stuff, but darned if I can remember where I 584 have heard those words last..... Hmm..... 585 Now where *did* my spectacles stray off to this time? 586 Piner. 587 /=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/ 588 589 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp 590 S.L. -- Don't worry about being the holdup on the adventure. I'm not 591 too faithful about advancing every day, either. I don't have an entry 592 ready for today, for example. Let's just keep moving along as best we can, 593 and work our way through it -- or if we want to abandon the story, we 594 might do that by mutual consent. We could draw back from the Tayree/zebv 595 (ch zebv/zeb) sub-plot and stay in the Pell-Mell; it looks like some action 596 could be building up there... 597 All -- just an observation: did you ever think just how much it must gall 598 those who (after flunking their IQ tests) attempt to trash this board? 599 It must take a lot of time to fill up 100 lines of trash -- and the software 600 is chiseled into EPROM... The worst they can do is increase the clutter, 601 I've never seen BW out of action from these twits; some of the other boards 602 haven't been so lucky. 603 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp 604 Shhh! The best thing you can do is talk about these dopes. They want the 605 attention thats all. So everyone just be quiet about them, they'll have their 606 destructive "fun" and then get bored 607 by it all... 608 609 -+--+-+-+-+-+-+----+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+ 610 Thanks for the kind word from the ******** border. 611 I used permeated as an attempt to enforce the idea that the smell was even more 612 than that... if it were possible, to 613 even penetrate through one's pores. However, one has to admit that pounding on 614 a keyboard with thoughts of tieing up the modem while others want to get on 615 keep the best words from always flowing 616 out... 617 618 Anyway, glad you like the work! 619 620 000000000000000 TB 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 621 622 AND WE ARE VERY CLOSE>>>>>>>>>>>> 623 624 TO 625 626 THE 627 628 629 *********** bottom ! ************** TOTAL NUMBER OF LINES = 629