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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 23 APR 85 *********************
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19
20 SIGH, I got home last night to find a note from the phone repairman saying
21 that it ain't their trouble, sigh.. I guess I should have known better then
22 to expect anything better from them. So yet another wonderful aspect as a
23 result of the break up... finger pointing. So, I guess we'll just have to
24 live with the problem until it gets bad enough that even a monkey would
25 recognize that there is something wrong. Just what I need, a long drawn out
26 battle with the phone company. What we need here is compitition. At least that
27 way I could tell em where to stick there noisy lines. Instead I'm stuck with
28 "It's your problem, our lines check out fine." Sigh.....
29 ***************************** CISTOP MIKEY ************************************
30 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
31 MIKEY OR ANYONE ELSE..
32 I have just been tuning in on this board for a week. And now would like
33 to start to write some stuff, since college is getting out next week. May 3
34 Is there anything I should know such as entering long text.
35 Any helpful hints will be greatly appreciated.
36 Thanks.
37 Odie.
38 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
39 Odie: Please don't bother.
40 I
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43
44 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
45 Odie: one good thing to remember is to *ignore* twits such as the above...
46 On the techical side, one thing you should know is that you should delay the
47 sending of new line of text by two seconds in order to allow the drive to
48 catch up... Hope this is of some help.
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51 Still no one spoke, the silence hanging thicker than the layers of smoke now
52 waifing through the wall. The fourth man stood motionless for a moment, he
53 hand on the wall switch. Then he walked to the window. Rather than adjusting
54 the blinds, he placed a finger on one of the thin metal strips, and with a
55 sharp pop that seemed to echo in the tiny room, he pulled it down to peer into
56 the night.
57 "It's raining." He said.
58 "I've been section chief four days now. Do you know it's rained every day
59 so far?" He turned back to the table, the blinds snaping back into place.
60 None of the other three faces even nodded. They did not know this man, and
61 whatever muse was upon him, they dare not disturb it.
62 \`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\` the runner \`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\`\
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64 Elax began to feel the current around him. It was current he was sure now.
65 Slowly he began to move in the direction that felt the shallowest. It still
66 disturded him that he could see no land in any direction, even more now that
67 he stood on the bottom just a few feet below the surface of the water. Some-
68 thing was certainly wrong here. He still could see nothing of the surface that
69 he walked on, for all his eyes told him, he was still in deep waters.
70 the Advocate
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72 "Doctor, I do believe you love a mystery, don't you?" Sigmund said.
73 Doctor Frankenstupe looked up from a stack of computer printouts,
74 "But of course. I'm fascinated by the ersatz kathyd. I wonder who it
75 could be. Have you formed a psychological profile, Sigmund?"
76 Sigmund chuckled, "Not really. You occupy most of my time. What have
77 you deduced?"
78 "I assume the ersatz kathyd, the Satyrist, and Romeo are all one
79 person."
80 "That seems relatively obvious. Anything else?"
81 "Well, he's not your garden-variety juvenile twit. The command of
82 the English language and his spontaneous creativity makes me think that he
83 is literate and mature... in age at least. He knows his way around the
84 system. I would guess that he's a regular or semi-regular patron.
85 Probably someone that we know well in another personna." Frankenstupe said
86 "Doctor, you spend alot of time delving into your own psyche... how
87 about *your* psychological ideas about this Satyrist?"
88 "Hmmm... the Satyrist label holds two meanings for me: One is a
89 person who uses satire to spoof others and the other is a strongly sexed
90 male. He seems to focus on women, so he possible may dislike women and
91 vents his frustration in this manner."
92 Sigmund puffed on his pipe, then said, "Or the Satyrist may be a
93 woman."
94 "What?" Frankenstupe looked shocked.
95 "Not an orginal idea really. The real kathyd was on that track.
96 Of course, I could be completely wrong, but can you think of a better
97 disguise? Psychology can often mislead us into conjuring up motives that
98 really don't apply. Remember Frank, the child molester?"
99 "Hmmm... I see your point. Do you have any suspects?"
100 "One or two, but I'll have to wait for more evidence before I commit
101 myself." Sigmund said. Frankenstupe nodded and returned to his printouts,
102 intent on his task.
103 Doctor Frankenstupe
104 Mad Max: It was a compliment
105 Mr. O'Hara: We are a schizoid bunch, eh? Unfortunately I missed intro-
106 ductions to some. What's the Underground up to these days?
107 Joshua: I'm sure I'll appear at another gathering of the clan, schedule
108 permitting. Hopefully too, I'll meet Petrov. Will someone here announce
109 the new meeting location if and when one is chosen?
110 Leonard: Care to discuss unknown identies on another board... perhaps
111 PCS, Aloha, or your suggestion?
112 Leroy: Call home.
113 Satryist: Lay on, MacDuff...
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117 Lurk, lurk...
118 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
119 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
120 Dr. Frankenstupe: We might have missed a direct introduction, but I was sure
121 to find out who the unknown persons were quickly.
122 Any: We at UNDERGROUND are waiting anxiously for the new meeting place to
123 be announced. Let it be as friendly and cheerful as PC&S was in the past!
124 ]]]]]]]]
125 "UNDER Financed: Part 1"
126 It was very quiet here, deep within the top-security data exchange
127 maintained by UNDERGROUND. With only an almost imperceptible hum to break
128 the silence, an observer might mistake this complex for a tomb- were it not
129 for the myriad of tiny indicators blinking briefly, telling the surrounding
130 gloom, "I'm working!".
131 Only a small display terminal broke the endless bank of lights in this
132 section, its screen glowing softly upon the face of a dark-clothed man. He
133 appears to be typing something, answering the questions of the little god
134 that is the terminal. The conversation appears something like this:
135 <UMC Ready.>
136 [QUERY: SOLUTION OF BATCH ONE]
137 <UMC Working: ONE.BAT]
138 <Only viable solution: retreival of additional funds from deral government.
139 Advise withdrawing funds from easiest access depository.>
140 [QUERY: LOCATE EASIEST ACCESS DEPOSITORY]
141 <UMC Working: Geographical Data Files>
142 <Federal Reserve Bank #12, San Fransisco. Blueprints being printed at ST#1,
143 your location. Advise use of plans within next 72 hours for maximum possiblity
144 of success.>
145 [QUERY: BEST AVAILABLE OPERATIVES FOR IMMEDIATE ASSIGNMENT]
146 <UMC Working: UNDERGROUND Persoel Files>
147 <Best available operatives for assignment to this project are:>
148 E. Ryan D. terson A. Arjusk
149 End of List.>
150 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ John K. O'Hara [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[
151 ch /terson/Peterson/. Drat ENTER ONLY! [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[
152 ::::::::::__________::::::::::__________::::::::::__________::::::::::________
153 PaPa--> See, I *DO* show my face at The Inn, albeit rarely due to that darned
154 entrance that it always filled... [READ: busy signals]... oh, well,
155 shall I say, c'est la vie?!?
156
157 Entropy--> Long time no type. We must not become stranger! Check one of
158 the familiar places.
159
160 Guardian--> I am sorry that you think of me, for whatever reason, as being
161 "a twit". I hope you didn't mean it in The Inn's sence, as I
162 would never think of defiling this place.
163
164 All--> The Inn seems to have gained a much more colourful atmosphere since
165 my last visit... keep it up, all!
166
167 ::::::::::__________:::::::::: The Jiz /// __________::::::::::________
168
169 @`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@-@-@-@
170 Dear PAPA SMURF!!
171
172 STOP THE MINDLESS RAMBLINGS!!!
173
174 -The anti-smurf
175 `@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`@`
176 [-------------------]
177 All real hackers:
178
179 If yo Ifou want to have some fun try &%"-&0!&.
180 (Hours are only 7:00 am. to 5
181 :
182 )
183
184 -Masked Avenger
185 [--------------------]
186 end
187
188
189 This is my first time connected to your board. What's the scoop?
190 Linda
191 EXIT
192
193 '
194
195 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
196 The young lad known as the Walrus sheepishly re-entered the tavern. It
197 had been such a long time since his last visit. He remembered back to the
198 those days of mixed feelings. Although the tavern had no official age li-
199 mit, it was there nevertheless. Not exactly by age, but by wisdom and ma-
200 turity. He had matured some, but still felt out of place. When he first
201 frequented the pub, he listened to the tale, then struck out with some
202 stories of his own. They didn't go over quite as well as he expected, in
203 fact, they were often ignored. He felt rejected at the time, and didn't
204 visit the tavern again for quite a while. During that time he realized
205 that he could only be accepted in the pub through time, and this time he
206 was willing to take that time. But he still realized that the only way to
207 eventually have tales that equalled the patrons was tell some, and improve
208 them as he went along. He confidently stepped to a table and patiently
209 waited for someone with a vacant ear. "But this time it'll be different!"
210 he thought, somewhat brashly, "This time I'll do it right."
211 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 Walrus 0000
212 Doctor Frankenstupe: It's Macduff, not MacDuff, according to the various
213 copies of Macbeth I have access to. Act V, Scene VIII, Line 38:
214 "Lay on, Macduff, and damned be him that first cries 'Hold, enough!'"
215 Me? Literate? Naaaaaaah...
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217 ExLax felt the current tugging at his ankles. Strangely, the current
218 seemed to be getting stronger. Splash! A long, brown, log-like object fell
219 into the water alongside him. Whatever the object was, the stench was enough
220 to make ExLax grab for his nose. Moving away from it, he continued to search
221 for a way out. A high , white wall suddenly came into view, and he walked
222 toward it. The wall was smooth as porcelain, and there were regularly-spaced
223 holes in it high above his head. A soft noise behind him, and he spun to see
224 a large sheet of fabric fall into the water. Another fell, then another. He
225 moved back the way he had come, thinking of the uses he could put the fabric
226 to. He touched the fabric--it was as rough as the bark of a tree.
227 Thunder boomed overhead, and ExLax was knocked off his feet by a sudden
228 gust of wind. "A foul wind"," he muttered to himself as he struggled to his
229 feet. There was a sudden sucking sound, as if a hole had suddenly opened and
230 light streamed into his prison. He caught a brief glimpse of a white sun
231 overhead, but was suddenly pushed underwater by an object hitting him in the
232 back. He quickly surfaced, oto see only the stinking, log-like object again.
233 "It must have circled around, to hit me again," he deduced. "If that's so,
234 then this must be...." A metallic noise far overhead echoed in his prison,
235 and powerful streams of water suddenly jetted from the holes in the walls,
236 knocking him from his feet once again. A powerful under-current sucked at
237 his ankles, but he forced his way to the surface once again. "The current's
238 too strong!" he screamed, fighting against it with all of his strength.
239 "I'm not going to make it out of here! Oh, shit!" were his last thoughts as
240 he was sucked under for the last time...
241
242 The Reprobate
243 |\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\
244 Dr. Frankenstupe: will look for you on Aloha (under your 'mundane' name..)
245 ________________________________Leonard____________________________________
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247 Elax came to on a hard surface, he touched it, rubed his sore hands accross
248 it. Ceramics, had to be, was he brought here by someone, something, or was
249 he still in a dream of sorts? He looked around him, strange geometrical
250 shapes were all around. He aproached the closest one, touched it... "Damn",
251 it was unbearably hot to his skin. The material seemed to be the same as the
252 surface he was on. Very hard, very smooth, slightly porous, different color
253 though. Everything around him seemed to be of different colors, but all or
254 it the same material. He examined other objects, not all were hot, some were
255 cold, so cold his skin stuck to them. All his senses were fully awake by now,
256 something in the atmosphere was making everything clear and crisp. He took a
257 sighting on the source of the intense light that was above him in hopes that it
258 would move in some sort of regular patern like the sun did and headed off to
259 try to see what he could find beyond this park of objects.
260 The Advocate
261 |\|\|\|\|\|\\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\
262 all: the or in "but all or" should be "of"
263 |\
264
265 <*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*>
266 O Juliet, Juliet! wherefore art thou Juliet?
267 <*><*><*><*>
268 Not into handcuffs, eh? Well, let me open the trunk at the foot of my
269 bed and see what's in there...oooops! No, I don't think you'd like that--
270 nor this either. Hmmmm. I really should have washed this stuff before I
271 put it back...
272 <*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*>Romeo<*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*>
273 *********************************************************************
274 roses are red
275 violets are blue
276 you know who
277 loved all of you
278
279 (and boy, am I sore!)
280 *********************************************************************
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282 The Stallion
283
284 So graceful, yet beastial
285 Strutting with domination
286 Lustful and wanton in his intent;
287 Sensuous in his assault - He mounted.
288
289 Grunts, hips, with primative aggression
290 His eyes rolled into the darkness
291 of his mind.
292 So free in expression, natural - unashamed,
293
294 Muscles taunt, thrusting
295 Pleasure its only goal.
296 Nothing could stop the onslaught
297 as he took possession.
298
299 Weight, suffocating, insensitive
300 My presence had no meaning;
301 Through the grunting and snorting I became a tool.
302
303 Hot breath, sweat and drool
304 tickling its descent
305 down my cheek, to the hollow of my neck.
306
307 The grunts grew louder;
308 One last, high pitched squeel.
309 The weight was gone.
310 I was still alone.
311 }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}NEW POET{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{
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314 Farley: Tis indeed a sad thing that has befallen our little group. First I
315 get news of the terrible rebuff of the piper's music, then the closing of our fine establishment at PC&S.
316 Where else can we hope to find a place with such liberal interpretations on age limits and card checking? I would
317 expect nothing but trouble as a result of this latest twist of fate.
318 Piper: Any news on the undefined subroutines?
319 Joshua: You showed, if only briefly. What an honor! And how was your recent
320 vacation in happyland? Going back soon? On still another front, I am afraid recent occurrences, of which I am not
321 sure of the 'exact' cause, have not been remedied. I am very very sad. Oh... say hello to your buddy Petrov, and
322 'hands off!' to his friends (snicker).
323 MadMax: How is your board doing? Last time I tried, I got nothing but busy signals on several attempts.
324 Mikey: Still bug hunting? Good luck!
325 )*@#_)%*@#)_%*@#)_*%@)_*%)_*%)_@*#%)_@#* L'homme sans Parity *%)_#@*&%)_@#*)_@#%*_*%)_@*%@_*%)_@*%&(&%@()&%(@)%&@()%&
326
327 COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET
328
329 <REQUEST INFO ROBANT 12 SF LOCAL DIRECTIVE>
330 [WORKING...]
331 [DISP: SF - "PAWN SHOP" CONSTRUCT AS OF 03/02/85. MEDIUM SECURITY SINGLE
332 LEVEL DWELLING. TWO EMPLOYEES - HENRY DINEHARD AGE 39 NET G11 SECUR #2
333 SAMUAL TEASINE AGE 56 NET G10 SECUR #3
334 LOCAL DISPATCH CODED XMISSION 4/23/85. FURTHER (Y/N)]
335 <N>
336 [OFFLINE]
337
338 COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET COMSET
339 &*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&
340 After gaining control of the horse, I leaned forward to try and catch
341 up with partner. He was riding fast and hard, and I was so new at all of
342 this. He suddenly slowed to a trot and I caught up with him, he raised
343 his hand to his mouth to warn me to be quiet. We had entered a vally with
344 high ledges on each side, a narrow trail beside a slow stream. Plant life
345 seemed to be in healthier condition here, with small bushes and grasses
346 growing near the stream. What was that? A whistle? Yes, there it is again!
347 Partner seemed to be in intense concentration, he must have been listening
348 too. We moved slowly on. The sun was starting to fall in the sky and the
349 bugs were moving in for a feast on me. Partner motioned to stop, he
350 dismounted and helped me do the same. Unloading the horses, he set up
351 camp. No fire was lit, biscuits and jerky for dinner. Partner gave me
352 his canteen to help wash the dry taste down. Partner also set up a bedroll
353 for me beside camp, he settled down near the horses.
354 Up intill this time, no words had passes partner's lips, I had wondered
355 if he was mute, but as I lay down on my roll, he pulled up a mouth organ
356 and began to play. A sweet slow song that complimented the cool clear
357 night. And then the words to the song came from those weather beaten
358 lips. He sang of the prarie, and wind, of old cattle hands and .....
359 Sleep came quickly.
360 I awoke to a strange face, Ieee!! An Indian, and indian that even
361 looked like a indian, yeh painted face, less that acceptable attire
362 for the "mall" ect. He was standing of me with a big S*** eating
363 grin on his face. I sat up abruptly to see partner chatting with
364 two others. "What the heck is goin on?" I demanded.
365 Partner raised his hand to quiet me and continued his conversation,
366 miffed, I got up and rolled up my bed. The Indian that had started
367 (err scared) me was looked at me with great amusement. How strange
368 I must have looked to him. (err looked/looking-above line)
369 What had I gotton my self into? Just to be sure, I patted my pocket.
370 Escape was still there.
371 ****************************************kathyd***********************
372 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*Dreamtoucher*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
373 The Cathode Plate; Episode 3...
374 Normaly a spy-eye would be sent down first, with everyone watching safely
375 from the bricge. None was available. Video linkage microbots was the next
376 suggestion, but there were none of these on board eather.
377 For better or worse ( the ships only masterbot wouldn't fit and probably
378 would not have made it if it could) Thenan drew the short straw.
379 He barrowed Nica's belt of xendu while his own psionic interface was con-
380 nected to the ship's main computer. Effectivly this meant that as long as he
381 remembered to 'send', the Jeluni's crew could watch on the main view screen
382 whatever Thenan saw with his own eyes. They would also hear, through a \
383 simmiliar arraingement, whatever his ears picked up.
384 Safty line about his waste, Lejab at the top of the hole, Thenan decended.
385 The line tied about his waste did not end there but rather dangled, weight
386 tied to it's free end, another eight meters. This crude precaution, it was
387 hoped, would set off any suprises the shaft might hold before he, personaly,
388 was in the way.
389 The decent, though long, was made without incident. The room at the
390 bottem was unlighted. This came as no suprise. He waited patiantly as his
391 special multipurpose staff, the one he had spent several pleasent summers at
392 local craftufacturing centers perfecting, was lowered to him.
393 The space he was in, now that he had light to see it,was of modest size,
394 smaller than the Jeluni's bridge deck. Cobwebs were everyware and the crude
395 stone walls were couvered with a thick layer of dust. From here passages
396 radiated like the spokes of some great wheel. Fallowing one picked at random
397 , he was led to what appeared to be a sort of catticoomb. Along both walls
398 were upright, clear-faced,'sarcophigi, the dead standing an attention.
399 The passage ended in another transverse to it, curving back in both
400 directions. Further exploration revealed this to be the 'rim' of the 'wheel'
401 at whose 'hub' he had entered. Each 'spoke' was identical to the first.
402 Thats all there was, another 'dead end'.
403 As Thenan started back for the last time, he dissappeared. That is, he
404 found himself in another chamber, in no way that he could tell, connected with
405 ware he had just been.
406 At the same time, on the bridge of the Jeluni, the main viewing screen
407 went blank.
408 (yes there WILL be an episode 4 and 5 and 6 unless I combine two of those
409 into one or pad one out into two, et.c )
410 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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413 The piper looked up to see a young face that he recognized coming in. The
414 young man took a seat with the other newcomers; the piper saw several, most
415 with nervous faces. Taking a respite from his ongoing tale, the piper strolled
416 over to the newcomers table and sat down for a few moments.
417 "Welcome," he said. "I really should apologize to you all for the rather
418 cold welcome, or lack of it, that we "regulars" at the inn often give to
419 newcomers, but an apology carries with it a presumption that something may
420 change. Walrus -- welcome back, I probably would not have stopped by had
421 I not reconginized you. Those of us who seem to spend a lot of time here
422 generally tend to be rather involved in our present creations and pay less
423 attention to others than those others would usually like. It's natural,
424 really -- the activity is pretty engrossing -- but frustrated until you
425 become accepted. (ch frustrated/frustrating -- I can TOO keep track of tense)
426 Another reason that newcomers don't collect many comments is that many of
427 the 'regulars' wear many faces -- are you completely new folks or simply
428 new personas of those we already know? (Yes, I tried a few new personas
429 but couldn't afford the time investment to keep them going.) What I am
430 leading up to, is that you will be accepted on a casual basis -- there could
431 be no mistaking a rejection! Please don't ask for criticism unless you
432 really want it -- you may get some anyway, after a short time. We're not
433 an unfreindly bunch here, we just tend to not spend a lot of time nurturing
434 new folks along. It'll take several weeks of work for us to feel that
435 you've become "permanent". By then we'll know you pretty well and probably
436 consider you one of the 'regulars' too. Right now the only multi-author
437 stuff going on is with the NET et al. The rest of us seem to be off spinning
438 individual tales. Perhaps another multi-author, non spy, story will arise
439 in the future (I enjoy the NET, I just don't want to participate). In
440 the meantime," the piper called over the innkeeper, "could you put a round
441 for these new folks on my tab?"
442 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
443 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (notes, not of the story...)
444 I will be the first to admit that I did get a bit carried away at the
445 bottom of the disk, two disks ago, but what I said HAD to be said. I have
446 used many a name myself, and have been misunderstood in most all of them.
447 This is why I may be tempted to enter an entire stack of boarders, as did
448 Capt'n Barefoot, and say simply: "C'est Moi... Ciao... <" <click>
449
450 I won't say that I am angry by the appearance of a few people around here,
451 for I am not. I just wish they would clarify, validate, their statements.
452
453 The Jiz: The last time I heard your name mentioned, there were only two
454 BackWater people in the room- myself,
455 and one other, who shall remain nameless. (No, not another one of my masks,
456 but a real flesh-and-bones person.) When your name was mentioned, it was the
457 other person that commented on your works, not I. And even then, I did not
458 call one a twit. If you are readily available, and were at the last meet, I
459 do not recall your name being mentioned. I could be mistaken. Unless you
460 care to inform me as to your other personality (if you have one), I will be
461 glad to hear it. If not, I won't come looking for you, that's a job best left
462 to others that are more suited for the job. <Right, MiG?>
463 Leave me a message somewhere if you wish, I frequent a majority of the 'high-
464 density' boards in the Portland area.
465
466 -The-anti-smurf: Foolish as it may sound, I take your statement as a direct
467 insult to the both of us. PaPa Smurf and I are roommates. The 'rambling',
468 as you put it, is something he felt he had to say. Sometimes it is best
469 expressed when given to a crowd ofpeople that are unknown. Some people
470 understood what he had to say, you did not.
471 I know that there is an ample supply of people out there that hate smurf's just
472 because it used to be a fasionable thing to do. Lord knows that I've had the
473 little stuffed toy doll I have sitting on a shelf battered, punched, mangled,
474 and thrown to the ground followed by laughter by the ones I call 'friends'.
475 They don't know what that simple act of 'fasionable dislike' meant to me.
476 Not only was it a symbol of PaPa, or Herr Oeberschlumph as the German Air
477 Caedts called him, but it was a gift to me, a present for my twenty-first
478 birthday. It was a gift from a person that meant just a little something to
479 me at the time. Noone understands these things anymore.
480
481 The Young Master West WILL continue, although many of you wil l not like
482 txe direction it will take. (By the way, Milchar, I know what you mean about
483 it being rather difficult to keep the two stories going...)
484 I think I'll just crawl under a rock now and try to get my stories written.
485 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^~^ --->the Guardian of a few scraps of paper
486 (By the way for me, Mundane=Michael Sondargaard) 114:11
487
488 ......................................................................
489 AHA! NOW I HAVE IT! GUARDIAN, I LAST SAW YOU 110:15 OR SO....
490 SEE YOU ON PCS!
491 ......................................................................
492 PIPER; THANKS FOR CLEARING A FEW THINGS UP. IT ALWAYS HELPS WHEN PEOPLE DO EVERYNOW AND THEN.
493 B&