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20 Piper: Yes, COPYLINK does indeed upload to BW with no problem. In fact, I have
21 yet to encounter a system it couldn't deal with!
22 Capt'n: Saw the article still trying to digest it (burp!)
23 I wonder if the 1K packets are anything like the ones I use in COPYLINK?
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27 The plane shook as it desended for a landing. I got up and streched
28 as I could to try to get the creak out of my bones. I was greeted with a
29 large 'bump' as the plane touched down.
30 Some minutes later the plane had taxied to a stop, and I could hear the
31 ground crew going about their business. Then the cargo hatch opened, flooding
32 in the bright sunlight and blinding me for a moment. It was soon followed
33 by a waft of warm humid air. "HUMID?!" This obviously can't be Albainia!
34 The ground crew spoke English, but that ment nothing, as they were probably
35 imported anyway. Finally my chance came, and I scrambled out of the hatch.
36 Quickly taking stock of the stiuation, I ran for cover behind a bagage truck.
37 This afforded me a little time to try to find out where I was. Looking about,
38 I finally saw a sign on a nearby wall. Reo?! Oh lord! They switched to
39 South America. What is going on here anyway?! Just then I heard some voices
40 turning, I saw two slovenly men carrying/dragging a slightly crumpled young
41 woman. She was either very tired, very drunk, or drugged. I assumed the
42 later, for a moment, she raised her head, and for what appeared to be a
43 moment of lucicity, she looked in my direction. There was eye contact, then
44 she blinked as if not understanding it all, and then lasped into a semi-
45 comotose state again, slack jawed and drool slowly oozing down her chin.
46 This must be Pam I thought. I wonder where they are taking her?
47 They moved towards the building, and slipped in a door. I quickly check to
48 make sure that no one was watching, then sprinted across the open area towards
49 the door. Just as I almost reached it, I heard a shout. "Hey! Stop! Where
50 do you think you're going?" Quickly followed by a bullet whizzing past my
51 head and striking the cement wall. I quickly ducked inside the door, only
52 to come face to face with the two apes that had been carrying Pam. I saw
53 Pam sitting staring into space on a chair against the wall. The ape with
54 the missing front teeth spoke, "Well now, what have we here? Somone interested
55 in the little lady eh? Have a nice flight? Maybe you'd like to rest a bit,
56 Ya know jet lag can cause one to get tired sooo easily. The other ape quickly
57 grabbed me in a hammerlock, While Mr. toothless reach into a bag grinning.
58 I felt the sharp prick of a needle entering my arm, and heard the sickening
59 laugh from Mr. toothless as I began to slip into darkness. Is this the end
60 I thought? To go blindly rushing after something I didn't even know what it
61 was about? How could I be so foolish? But I'll get out of this mess and
62 maybe even rescue the broad if I can (assuming she needs rescuing). I just
63 hope I can stay alive long enough to do it. The darkness came quickly,
64 with sight of toothless standing over me his ugly laugh echoing in my ears.
65 framed between his legs I could see Pam still slumped over, twitching now and
66 then, the only evidence of life. 'somehow' I thought, 'somehow' as a warm
67 happyness invaded my mind, and I began to uncontrollably giggle...
68 ========================= Marvin Deepe ====================================
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70 Sam was quite glad to be on the ground again. He thought
71 himself lucky to be alive. And he was right. Not only had he
72 just missed being seen when the plane made it's refueling stop,
73 riding around in a plane's wheel-well is not exactly a very good
74 idea. It was, in fact, a testimonial to NET's R&D department
75 that he survived at all. Since there was no time to arrange any
76 form of alternate transportation, he had grabbed his NET agent
77 survival and safty equipment and hid in one of the wells. After
78 donning the ear protectors and the eye goggles, Sam had done his
79 best to keep alive with the NASA-like space blanket and the
80 first-aid oxygen bottle. The really hard part of the trip was
81 getting out of the well before being spotted by the ground crew.
82 He had made it, and had just made it into hidding before seeing
83 the driver of the other car he had been tailing in Portland get
84 out of the cargo compartment. He thought of trying to signal
85 him, but before he could, he (the other driver) was captured as
86 well. #Oh great# thought Sam. #Now I've got *two* people I'll
87 have to keep track of and hopefully help escape. I'd better get
88 in touch with NET HQ and see if they can get my car down here.
89 Where-ever "here" is... And to think I thought this was going
90 to be a boring asignment!#. With that thought, NET 67 shuffled
91 off to see if he could find a phone booth.
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94
95 Flight
96
97 Skittering down
98 grit cement sidewalk
99 The runaway newspaper page
100 Inflates, elevates...
101 Turns end to end
102 Comes in for a soft landing
103 Giant paper airplane
104 On its own.
105
106 Garbage Can
107
108 At the corner
109 Of the yard
110 The garbage can
111 Stands
112
113 Squat, ribbed,
114 Fat, it eats
115 Things we don't want
116 Lid on sideways
117 Like a smile.
118
119 And for another special one... Thank you for the opportunity.
120
121 Sestina
122
123 Three black dogs played in the water.
124 A dragon kite hung in the upper air.
125 From the lake rose many snakes.
126 Thunderclouds sped by, lumpy, blue.
127 Noah caulked his Ark for the coming flood.
128 Sheets of ice in the mountains hung, transparent.
129
130 My tears fell, transparent.
131 Up rose the roiling water.
132 This was to be the day of the flood.
133 Cormorants flew into the air,
134 Flew to mountain perches in air thin, blue,
135 Dove back down to snatch floating snakes.
136
137 Deep from the lake swam blue snakes,
138 Their needle teeth transparent.
139 Coiling and uncoiling, a mass of blue,
140 They thrashed the rising water.
141 Water rose higher on the mountain, in the air,
142 Brought to fruition God's promise of a flood.
143
144 Beavers swam on the flood,
145 Seeking dams and houses among snakes.
146 Still drops fell through the darkening air.
147 We stared through each other's faces, transparent
148 Fear flowing like water.
149 The children turned blue.
150
151 Lightening flashed high in the blue.
152 Hail and unripe apples pelted the flood,
153 Sank in the muddy water.
154 We gave no thought to the snakes.
155 Our bodies, under water, became transparent,
156 No longer in need of air.
157
158 How dear the life-givinh air
159 Without it we are cold, blue.
160 Our hopes hung brittle, transparent,
161 Broke away, melted into the swirling flood.
162 Swimming has exhausted even the snakes.
163 They fall slowly down through the water.
164
165 High in mountain air, beached by the receeding flood,
166 Our bones lie blue shale, with those of snakes.
167 Our blood thinned, transparent, flows in river water.
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172 Mikey: Will do on the AT timing test. How do you propose sending me the new CL.COM? Tomorrow (Monday) I have
173 classes until 9:30pm at night, and I don't get home till around ten. That's probably too late for you to send
174 it to me. Have you any other ideas for resolution?
175 Barefoot: Bon Voyage!
176 67: Are you on NET's roster? I don't recall seeing you at the last office party, and very rarely does a NET
177 agent miss one of Ian's world famous NET office parties. I mean the time Ada came out of that cake wearing... That
178 indeed is another story. Whatever the case, watch out for evil double agents, at times they can be SUCH a pain!
179 *_)@#*%_@#)*%@#)_%*@#)_%*@#_)%*@#_)%*@#_)% L'homme sans Parity *%_@#)*%@_)*)_*)_^*)_@^&_)@&*_)@^&_)@*^@_)*^@_^*@^
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182 Piper: I've made the ultimate error in writing fiction. I downloaded the
183 first part of my story before writing the second part and <then> figured
184 out that I had written myself into a corner. Oh, well, I'll try again
185 soon. And I would ver much enjoy seeing your work up here again.
186
187 All: At the PorSFiS meeting two weeks ago, I heard someone say that they
188 actually knew all the words to "Louie, Louie". Can anyone download that to
189 this board? Some friend of mine and I have been playing it, but have had
190 to make up our own words for lack of authentic ones.
191 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 Walrus 000
192 /\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\
193 It's my fragile protection, my fragile prison which secures me from
194 the harshness around and inside of me. A crack runs through it, a lightning
195 streak. A storm of angry souls thundering with unstoppable destruction
196 ravage across the dark sky. At first it was a mist that hung forlornly,
197 waiting and stealing the hope from desperate people. The mist clouded, the
198 winds fluried, transforming into chaos, building momentum perpetuated by
199 scared people.
200 As if summoned from somewhere inside the great network of my brain,
201 from some divulged nucleus, lightning bursts forth from behind the clouds.
202 A scintilla briefly flashes, illuminating each raindrop. Blazing a path
203 through the darkness, it brillantly dances in the gray sky.
204 The walls shatter, the broken glass shrieks, falling musically at my
205 side. There's a cry of pain from the glass and I as the rain drips teardrops
206 on my face.
207 /\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\ eidolaz /\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\
208 ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
209 I AM LOOKING FOR A COMPUTER THAT HAS WORD PROCESSING ABILITIES AND A PRINTER...
210 PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE FOR DEBORAH!
211 ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!DEBORAH?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?/1
212 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
213 TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN:
214 I have FOR SALE all manner (well maybe most manner) of IBM compatible
215 computer equipment at LOW LOW prices. If you're looking for some then call
216 me up & maybe I can save you some $.
217 Some APPLE ][ stuff also available.
218 ...657-xxxx voice only except by arrangement...or...leave a message for...
219 - - Dan Youngquist, alias APOLLO ELECTRONICS.
220 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
221 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
222 New Poet: Wonderful... At least in my opinion, interesting and fun to
223 read. -Tanya
224 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
225 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
226 L'Homme: Net 67 is real. You have no 'need to know' anymore than that.
227 By the way, where are your reports on Kosta? Accounting is getting
228 ugly about those bills from S.F. If *I* don't hear something from you
229 soon *I*'m going to 'get ugly'...
230 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
231 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
232
233 TANYA:
234 Quite a connoisseur aren't you? I admire your novel view of this
235 sector of the space~time continuum.
236 - - Dan
237 P.S. Are you married?
238
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240 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
241 Ian: Despite L'homme warning me that handling the receipts is akin to working
242 a 7 X 7 X 7 variant of the Rubik's Cube, I'll take care of the accounting
243 department's complaints. Just one question - what do I do with the receipt
244 for '100 Authentic Artificial Aloe-Vera Enriched Suntanning Cream' that was
245 handed to me by Fellows?
246 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$# 23:27-05/12/85 #$##$##$#
247 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
248 Anyone: When, pray tell, is the next PorSFiS meeting? I believe that a
249 group session is called for.
250 Everyone: Excellent! Please continue your stories.
251 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ UNDERGROUND [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[
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253 Underground: next meeting 85/05/18...
254 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/]
255 Did I really think it could be that easy. As simple as walking in and
256 hanging up my hat in a new place. Why was I suprised to find that the rack
257 was not empty. I should have known when I saw those two toothbrushes. Well
258 what do you expect? Tap my head. See? Tin. Sounds kind of hollow doesn't
259 it?
260 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] THE TIN MAN [/] [/]
261 *=*=*=*=*well now, that was well worth the lurk, b bac w/ add i hope*=*=*=*=*=*
262 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$3;27AM#$5-12#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
263 HI THERE!
264 TRIED TO GET ON YESTERDAY BUT THERE WASN'T ENOUGH ROOM ON THIS BOARD TO
265 SWING A CAT (FOR WHICH THE CAT WAS ETERNALLY GRATEFUL)!!
266 OH WELL, TO BUSINESS...
267
268 UNDERCOVER (Part three)
269 by John Silverman
270
271 He didn't know how many hours he had lain there, just listening. There
272 had been no noises for a long time. He finally decided that he was alone.
273 He jumped out of the basket. Stepping over the bodies (strange how he
274 couldn't clearly see them.) he made his way to the door. Opening it, he
275 looked out. Nobody around. He started running down the hallway. The halls
276 seemed to have become miles long and there were no doors in sight. Suddenly,
277 he knew he was being pursued. Not by gunmen in black masks, but by some-
278 thing infinitely worse. Every time he looked back, he saw nothing, but he
279 knew it was there. He could hear it.
280
281
282 From somewhere behind there was a moaning, filled with pain. Occasionally
283 it would rise to a scream. It called his name, begged for his help.
284 Somewhere up ahead was the main enterance. Double glass doors, framed
285 with steel. If he could just reach them, he would be safe. Suddenly, just
286 he turned a corner, there they were. He could see sunlight outside through
287 them. Freedom was just steps away. He bore down on it, full throttle,
288 but his feet seemed to slow down as he closed in. That horrible voice
289 was louder that ever. It was up ahead, now. He couldn't let that stop him
290
291
292 He almost made it. Just as his hand closed on the cold steel handle,
293 another hand from nowhere grabbed his ankle. He unbalanced and fell
294 headfirst into the plate glass door, shattereing it, feeling each sharp
295 piece slice into him...
296
297
298 "Jesus" He jolted awake and froze, just gradually becoming aware that he
299 had been dreaming. He was still in the cart, having awoke from one
300 nightmare right into another. His heart and head were pounding. His mouth
301 felt like sandpaper. He was dehyddra-
302 ting. Finally he was awake enough to realize the voice from the dream was
303 still there.
304
305
306 "Helllpp... meee... "
307
308
309 The plea broke off in a string of weak, bubbling coughs. Awake, Frank knew
310 that voice. It was Chuck, a busboy. Tall, blond, and well muscled, the
311 girls working there had competed for his attentions, which he readily gave
312 He was always bragging about some conquest or other he had made. He also
313 had a very volitile temper. It was pretty much an open secret that Chuck
314 had put two of his co-workers in the hospital, though nobody could prove
315 anything. Frank feared and hated him.
316
317
318 "I know you're in... there... help meee... " That voice wasn't frightening,
319 just pitiful. Evidently, the guard was gone at the moment, or it would
320 have been all over right there.
321
322
323 The basket shook as a hand grabbed the edge. Chuck was trying to pull
324 himself in and his weight threatened to tip over the basket. Frank had to
325 do something. He reached out from the sheets and pried the hand loose.
326 The grip, which should have been much stronger than his, came away easily
327 and Chuck fell to the floor with a thump and a cry of pain.
328
329
330 "You bas... bas... tard" The voice faded off, as if he were falling asleep
331 and then there was nothing but faint, raspy wheezing. Frank listened to
332 the wheezing for several minutes until it finally stopped. Chuck had been
333 a creep but he didn't deserve this. none of them had. Frank shut his eyes
334 and cried, bitterly and silently, as if he had just lost his best friend.
335
336
337 Somewhere far off, he imagined he could hear a ghost, cursing him.
338
339
340 (To Be Continued...)
341
342 MY, BUT THE CONNECTION SEEMS TO BE ESPECIALLY CLEAR TONIGHT. MAYBE IT'S
343 THE IONOSPHERE. JUST CHECKED OUT THE BOARDS OVER AT TANIS AND A.W.
344 VEEERRYYY INTERESTING.
345 IF I CAN THINK UP SOMEHTHING THAT WOULD FIT IN WITH THE MOOD OF THE REST
346 OF THE STORIES, THEN I MIGHT START UP OVER THERE. I HAVE SOME IDEAS...
347 ALSO, I HAVE AN ACCOUNT UNDER THIS NAME WITH TANIS (I THINK, WHICHEVER ONE
348 ALLOWS HANDLES, ANYWAY) SO IF ANYBODY WANTS TO LEAVE ME A PRIVATE MESSAGE
349 I CAN BE REACHED THERE. I WOULD BE NICE TO HAVE SOME MAIL. MAKES A PERSON
350 FEEL WANTED, SOMEHOW.
351 THANK YOU FOR READING THIS AND I'LL BE BACK AS SOON AS ROOM ALLOWS.
352 GOOOD EEEVENING...
353
354 $#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#4:12AM#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
355 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
356 Walrus -- Perhaps you might upload your story as far as you have gotten
357 and invite participation from others. Sometimes someone else will see a
358 way out for your character. I'm still lurking 'cause I'm feeling short of
359 time right now. I got started on a story a while back and had to drop it
360 for lack of time to complete it -- I'll start up again when time permits.
361 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
362 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
363 Muttering, Salazar worked his way back to the tiny head at the rear
364 of the aircraft. He entered and bracing himself against the sides of the
365 stall, took care of business. Thoughts wandering, he idly glanced at the
366 wall before him. Strange? Graffiti on a Lear Jet? He looked closer.
367 Looking for a good time?
368 When in Paraguay, Call Frieda
369 FUrher? 0 - 2815
370 Hmmm... interesting. Salazar pulled his notebook from his pocket and
371 wrote down the number. It was either a clue or... er he's have to wait and
372 see. Finished with the necessary task, Salazar moved to the washbasin.
373 His thoughts turned to Anna. Kinda cute, that one... but she went to great
374 lengths to hide it. He wondered why. Were there any possibilities there
375 for him? She certainly would be a change from the women he was used to...
376 those women usually chased him. He knew Anna wouldn't, not the type; but
377 then he didn't know if he wanted to get involved. Anna wouldn't settle for
378 anything short term. Long ago, Salazar had been burned by a couple of the
379 more domestic types. He had avoided them ever since. Too many scars.
380 Still, there was a certain attraction. His mind drifting, Salazar wondered
381 where Wassir was... probably in trouble again.
382 "Mr. Salazar, you'll have to hurry. We're about ready to make our
383 descent." Anna's voice sounded from the other side of the door.
384 "Okay, I'm finished." Salazar opened the door and started to make his
385 way back to his seat. He stumbled slightly. They had hit an air pocket.
386 As Salazar settled into his seat, Anna leaned over him. "We'll be
387 landing in a moment, Mr. Salazar. Let me check your seatbelt to see if
388 it's fastened securely."
389 "No need, I can do it... Ulp!" The jet lurched to the side--more
390 turbulance.
391 Anna lost her balance and tumbled into Salazar's lap. Instinctively,
392 his arms went around her. She tensed for a moment, then melted close to
393 his body. With his left hand, he could feel the play of muscles 'cross her
394 back. The clean, fresh scent of her long hair quickened his blood.
395 Unbidden, Salazar's right hand moved up and caressed the warm, softness of
396 her cheek. Anna's fingers clenched the fabric of his shirt. For a
397 moment, they floated together in time...
398 "Folks, we'll be landing in approximately two minutes. Please make
399 sure all burning materials are extinguished."
400 The captain's announcement broke the mood. Anna pushed against
401 Salazar's chest and stood up, red-faced. "Mr. Salazar, in the future, I'd
402 appreciate it if you would keep your hands to yourself."
403 Salazar started to speak, then gave up. Anything he could say would
404 only aggravate the situation. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched
405 the young woman furiously tugging on her seat belt. Attractive, but not as
406 cold as she wanted him to believe. One more mystery to ponder. The jet
407 jolted as they touched down. Out of the window, Salazar could see the
408 dense greenery of a South American jungle rushing past. He knew he'd
409 better get his mind back on the matter at hand. In his business, lapses of
410 concentration could be fatal.
411 "Folks, please remain in your seats until we've come to a complete
412 stop," the captain said. "No need to worry about Customs, Mr. Rommel
413 has handled that." Outside, a long black limo awaited them.
414 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Valinor*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
415
416 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
417 Dan: I have not written anything worthwhile on the last two disks,
418 have I? May I ask what in the world you are talking about? -Tanya
419 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
420 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
421 Tanya: Perhaps I misunderstood to which item you were referring in an
422 entry which immediately followed one of mine...my apologies as I
423 desperately try to remove my computer's foot from its mouth...
424 - - Dan
425 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
426
427 KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA
428 I hope that the bills from S.F. are nothing in comparison to that power
429 bill you had to resolve. Honestly, where DID all the electricity go? Spares?
430
431 I shall be leaving shortly to return back east, to see Jannet once again.
432 When I do, I shall mention the names of those that still exist in this part of
433 the world and see her responce. Some of you she knows, one of you she has only
434 heard of, and the rest are held without concern. But that is just trivial now.
435 Hood River isn't such a bad place, it reminds one almost of Bulgaria on a warm
436 sunlit day. Oh, if only I could leave all of the confusion behind, return to
437 the home across the seas, and live that life again. Home...
438 When I return, if I return, I shall make an attempt to have the next
439 report forwarded without delay. [COMSET still non-operational]
440 KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA KOSTA Tis I, Kosta
441 [Bus departs approximately 0800 - 0830 hrs Tue, returns Wed eve]
442
443
444 why is the passing time so boring?
445 maybe it was the oreos? could be...
446 naw, it has to be the strawberries!
447 /=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/
448
449 OLD HANK (Part 1)
450
451 When it was built in 1881, the Webster building was the finest
452 example of cast iron architecture in the city. With its five stories
453 replete with Mansard roof and tower, it remained the tallest structure
454 in the region for eight years, until architectural styles changed to
455 resolve design problems of high-rise buildings. From the intricate,
456 ornate columns at the ground floor to the grandiose balconies of the
457 upper floors, the Webster embodied all the best that cast iron offered
458 of beauty and granduer in buildings. A magnificent and imposing
459 structure for its time, the Webster housed the offices of the city's
460 most important commercial establishments.
461 However, in 1909, a disastrous fire destroyed its stately tower
462 and the floor behind the Mansard roof. And now, in 1967, almost sixty
463 years later, the building was in a deplorable condition. The upper
464 floors, condemned and unsuitable for occupation, were dark and
465 forbidding. Only the ground floor remained occupied, housing a couple
466 of small shops near what had been the grand entrance to the building.
467 Slated for demolition later this year, the tired structure would not
468 benefit from the wave of preservation and restoration that would
469 sweep the city in less than ten years, an effort that would ultimately
470 save less than twenty of the more than two hundred structures
471 utilizing cast iron construction.
472 There was an odd similarity between the once stately structure
473 and the figure of the old man who stood swaying outside one of the
474 remaining shops, illuminated by the well-lit window, and staring
475 blurry-eyed at the merchandise within. He clutched a half-empty
476 bottle of wine close to his chest with his left hand. He was stooped
477 over as if he bore an enormous, invisible load on his back. Many years
478 of pain and hard drinking had carved deep lines in his face, which
479 displayed a seemingly perpetual five-day growth of prickly gray beard.
480 His oversized flannel shirt was saturated with sweat and dried vommit,
481 and, inside his urine-stained, baggy wool pants, dried feces
482 clung like burrs. The resulting stench caused would-be muggers to
483 think twice about their motives when they approached within range
484 of their foul-smelling prey. Generally, they changed their mind and
485 left him alone...
486
487 /=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\Sebastian Silversmith/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\/=\
488
489 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
490 Farley: Return the aloe verae receipt to Fellows. I have an excellent
491 suggestion as to what he can do with it from accounting, but I can't
492 repeat it on an 'open channel'....
493 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
494 *=*=*=*=*Still lurking but spread kinda thin/WILL be back though*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
495
496 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (man and boy)
497 Both shafts having since been removed were tied together and handed to
498 Wipunxit. The Indian just looked at them with a very confused frown but
499 still handled them carefully before they were placed by his side.
500 The Guardian then made certain the cloak he had wrapped around the boy
501 was providing the warmth needed to fend off the chill that had attracted his
502 attention. He tore at the cloak to attend to the boys wound.
503 "This is as difficult for me to explain as it must be for you to
504 comprehend, but I shall attempt to do so in any case." He cleared his
505 throat and tried for another deep breath befor continuing.
506 "Not too many years ago did I realize the powers a mage could carry.
507 And that Edric had a great deal of it at his disposal. Since he had made
508 your fathers aquaintance and had become a member of his entourage he was
509 able to advance his studies beyond simple spells and legerdemain. He
510 studied in diligence and for two years spoke to no one other than your
511 father and the township's arch-mage. As Castellan and protector to your
512 father, I was witness to many privated sessions that went late into the
513 night between the two. These sessions did not occur often, but at each
514 one I would notice the difference in Edric. He was aging. Each month
515 that passed saw more hairs of white and another wrinkle in his face. It
516 is what brought the thoought to my mind. 'If he was to become powerful,'
517 I thought, 'could he not remove the effect his learning had brought
518 about?'" The Guardian rubbed his neck and shut his eyes for a moment as
519 he recalled the events that had happened. "I would keep this a secret
520 unto myself until such time when Edric was alone and was not deep into
521 his tomes or his slumber... Two more of these late night sessions would
522 adjourn before I had the time and opportunity available to speak with
523 him. By that time my question had changed, and he knew why it was that
524 I was coming for him.
525 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->the Guardian and young Master West (135:05)
526 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Now, to see a dog about a kamel... --->G
527
528 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppp jes' lurkin ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
529 **************************************************************************
530 L'homme: The check.. err DISK is in the mail. Also, can you give me a
531 call sometime, I want to ask you a couple of questions about the
532 adventure games. For what it's worth, you CAN set COPYLINK to 56K baud.
533 I haven't actually checked the code time, so I don't know if it will
534 actually RUN there, but you can set it there. A page of new instructions/
535 instruction changes is being provided along with the new disk. No real
536 major changes, an error flag to let you know is a call was succesful.
537 (a little simpler then using a log string to return the information.)
538 Some modem control functions, a cursor position command. A parenthisis
539 now allowed in the arithmetic expressions. (actually, required in
540 expression components with secondard parameters such as RND 19 before
541 you would enter RND 1 + 1 which it would translate to RND 2. Now it will
542 add 1 to the value returned by RND 1 so if you still want to use the
543 arithmetic equation, you must put in parens. RND ( 1 + 1 ) to get the
544 proper effect. This should reduce confusion in coding a bit.
545 How's the testing coming?
546 *************************** CISTOP MIKEY *********************************
547 *&%_$#*%_@)#*%@)_#*%@)_#*%_@#)&*^)_@#^*_)@#*%_!@#)*%@#)_&^_@#)_@#^&@#_)^&@#_
548 Mikey: AOK...I will call. AND I will wait for the disk to come in the mail
549 before I do any more testing. No need to tell you about bugs that have
550 already been fixed.
551 ^*$_)%*@#)_*%@#)_%*@#)_%*@# L'homme sans Parity *%_#*%_)*%_@)#*%_)@#*%_@#*%
552 =!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=
553 BEEN SOOOO BUSY LATELY I JUST HAVEN'T HAD THE TIME TO WRITE, WILL TRY
554 LATER IF THERES ROOM...
555 =!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=!=! BIGFOOT !=!=!=!=!=
556
557 [She wore a rasberry beret, the kind you find in a second hand store]
558 [ Musical Meanderer]
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