1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask... 2 ************************* INSTALLED: 3 JUL 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: when are you going to stop by? Since the PCS social is on a 4th 21 this month, I won't be there, so this month is out for meeting there. 22 ************************* CISTOP MIKEY ********************************* 23 24 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*X^n*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* 25 or should i call myself guru of something a little short of blis this time?? 26 i think i'll bitch and moan about all the bitching and moaning ... 27 But first; Brian Scott: Laffed so hard i thought i'd puke! Delightfuly Perver- 28 se (or is that Pervect??) 29 Doctor: The universe isn't JUST in our minds BUT the way we OBSERVE it often is 30 Non-humans of several authors: Some folks loves ham hocks and some folks loves 31 poke chops and some folks just loves to bikker!!!!! 32 And then theres quite a few who seem to get extra milage out of thair own 33 missery. I don't understand it eather but i've seen enough of it to know that 34 it is! 35 Whoever compared Dr Pepper to new Coke: sick, sick..... 36 piper: glad to see you back! Those pipes are music to MY ears. 37 ferret: apprentice calls himself that only out of humility, but i suspect youl 38 find that out for your self in due course 39 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*till i've something to add*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* 40 @*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@* 41 I hope everyone enjoyed my sex with a car story. I of course did alot of 42 research into the peice so it would sound right and make sence. Sometimes 43 research can be the most fasinating thing. I learned lots about my own 44 capabilities and the capabilities of my various partners. I guess you could 45 say that cars are as different the people who drive them! Even cars of the 46 same make have little differences. Discovering those differences for the forst 47 time with a car can be really enjoyable. Foreiners I must say are the best. 48 I justed loved the two B.M.W. cars I had. They could keep on going for it and 49 going for it. I got tired out quick. The Crysler Cordoba was like a spanish 50 mad man, or women I guess I would say. X^n person above, I am glad you laffed 51 as hard as I did. Just thinking about some of those cars brings back memories. 52 I guess I will do some more study and come back with another story soon. 53 Brian Scott 54 @*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@*@ 55 off 56 57 Tanya, I was not yelling at you, just yelling to be yelling. For now I think 58 I'm just going to let things be and try to accept it as is. Sorry again for 59 making it sound like I was yelling at you. -confused 60 61 /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ 62 The Inn is a lively little place lately...bagpipes in one corner, what 63 seems to be a magicians' squabble in another (I wonder who will fry whom?), 64 and a lively dispute near the fireplace about the definition of good poetry. 65 I think I'll find a corner where they're telling stories... 66 There's one - a love affair with a car, told in exacting detail? I'm 67 not sure he's not serious... 68 Is there anybody out there that wants to buy a penniless student a drink 69 and help her find someone to listen to?? 70 /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/Luingil\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\(Ihatehotdays!)/\/\/\/\/\/\ 71 72 }{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{} 73 THIS WILL BE MY FIRST MESSAGE IN A LONG TIME, FORGIVE ME IF I SEEM A LITTLE 74 RUSTY....... 75 76 Mikey, I would like to know what these strange people are doing here??? I 77 expected to come back from London, Leeds, and Warwickshire to find the 78 great names... and what do I find?!? People who hardly have enough knowledge 79 to pack into the conjunctiva of a spider's left eyeball!!! Oh, well, I guess 80 that I'll have to re-educate them all... By the way, does anyone want a 81 slightly used copy of The Normal Person's Home Digital Cook Book? 82 83 Shriveling up yours, 84 THE ZARKING GOFFLEWHACKKER 85 0101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010 86 GREETINGS! THIS IS THE BLUE MAX! AND THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I'VE BEEN ON 87 THIS BOARD AND I MUST SAY IT IS QUITE INTRIGUING YET CONFUSING. WHAT THE 88 #@%$ IS THIS BOARD ALL ABOUT AND/OR FOR?? IS THIS JUST A BOARD FOR WRITING 89 MESSAGES BACK AND FORTH OR WHAT? IS THERE NO UPLOADING AND DOWNLOADING HERE? 90 <*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*> 91 GOOD STUFF, EH MAYNARD!! 92 <*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>*<*>* 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 "*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"** 101 Zancresta say the Zarking Person and the others who were staring at the 102 two arguing Wizards." "I suggest, human, that we take this squbble to aa 103 different place.....perhaps the outskirtsof Malderpot? Hmmmm??" The evil 104 wizard smiled, revealing r ows of sharp teeth that glinted white in the 105 firelight. People were beginning to get nervous as the Wizard/ferret b 106 sent out a huge backlash of evil sensations to all the empaths, te 107 bo 108 telepaths, and others who can sense such things. A small magician in the 109 chair next to him fell forward because ofthe permeating evil sense. He 110 waited for a reply from the Apprentice, who xad only stared on at his 111 other remarks. 112 The ferret glowed with evil ppoower. He laughed menacingly as the other 113 wizard in his company gazed fearingly at him. "The Wizard of Malderpot 114 does not take to a cha:llenge lightly! You have challenged my power by 115 being here! I shall see you enslaved or killed." then the Ferret began to call upon his own evil dens to carry the two to 116 Malderpot. In a send that it took to get there, they had reached it. the outskirts of the city, that is. "My home!" said 117 the ferret, who laughed once again. The apprentice was shocked by the vement, and stood motionless as the evil wixzard 118 raised his hands. A huge fireball appeared and he hurled it at the Apprentice! 119 "*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"@*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"* 120 ????? The Doctor ????? 121 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 122 Confused: Okay. 123 (^): The most important element for arguing is misunderstanding. The second 124 is conflicting vewpoints. I said, "...within those guidelines (Webster's) it is 125 all in the mind of the reader." I did not say mean to imply that ordinary prose 126 that did not describe "through meaning, sound, and rhythm" was poety. (Oops, 127 above, just cross out either the "say" or "mean to imply", whichever you 128 prefer. And, two lines up, spell poetry right. Stupid fingers). I was not the 129 person that gave the other Webster's definition, but I will give one. 130 Prose: 1a: the ordinary language of men in speaking or writing. b: a 131 literary medium distinguished from poetry esp. by its greater irregularity 132 and variety of rhythm and its closer correspondence to the patterns of 133 everyday speech. 2: a prosaic style, quality, character, or condition: 134 ORDINARINESS, MATTER-OF-FACTNESS 135 Prose poem: a work in prose that has some qualities of a poem (as rhythm, 136 patterned structure, or imaginative heightening) 137 Perhaps, that--? Well, enough of this arguing! -Tanya 138 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 139 Boy, it's sure getting boring in this rodedendron bush. I sure wish that 140 L'homme or Kosta or someone would do *something*. . . Maybe I should go 141 back and get my putter; this lawn sure looks inviting. 142 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 143 -- I'd never cry if I did find a blue whale in my soup... 144 Nor would I mind a porcupine inside a chicken coop. 145 Yes life is fine when things combine. Like ham in beef chow mein... 146 But lord. This time I think I mind, they've put acid in my rain. 147 -confused 148 149 -- 150 151 (*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{l'oeuf}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*) 152 153 154 Flinging open the door and stepping inside from out of the vicious insults 155 and biting ri 156 (* Whoops! Try dat again... *) 157 158 (*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{l'oeuf}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*) 159 160 161 Flinging open the door and stepping inside from out of the vicious insults 162 and biting ripostes of the surprising summer storm that threatened the famed 163 Inn and all Inn-habitants strode a young man, well wrapped against the storm 164 and night, and a large, chocolate colored, dog. 165 To the casual observer, the pair looked as innocuous as any other 166 wayfarers in a storm, though any educated lodger of the small pub would 167 recognize this drifter as one of an elite few, educated in the ways of 168 weaponry, arcane arts, and bad joke telling: a Fencer. Hushed whispers 169 travelled quickly through some circles of friends, a Fencer had come to 170 grace, or as some critics would argue, to curse, the Inn with stories of 171 woundrous places and mystical things. 172 The newcomer crossed the floor and chose a table far back in one corner, 173 where the lights from the candles and lanterns flickered and danced, and 174 positioned himself facing towards the door, with the dog at his feet. He 175 ordered an ale for himself and a plate of scraps was gathered for the dog, 176 and after comforting himself with several more mugs of ale, whispered to the 177 dog, "Be quiet now, Elan. Tomorrow we will see the start of new beginnings, 178 I am sure of it..." and dozed off to the sweet land of bliss. 179 180 181 (*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{(*{l'oeuf/Fencer}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*)}*) 182 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 183 X^n: I didn't compare them. I personally don't like EITHER of them. I did 184 compare the new Coke to swill, though. 185 ++++++++++++++++ 186 The Doctor led Grann away, through one of the myriad of corridors in the 187 TARDIS. I finished the last of my concoction, then wandered to the main 188 computing facility. 189 It was interesting to note that although the Doctor and I were adept at 190 entirely different skills (his being technology, of course, and mine being 191 magic), there were areas of bleed-over that had occurred after long aquaintance 192 with each other. The Doctor, for example, took to Illusionary magic like a 193 shot, after I introduced him to it. It soon became apparent that his abilities 194 exceeded mine in that area. It wasn't too long, however, before we found that 195 I had a knack with computers: programming, repairing, and so forth. We each 196 accepted the greater skills of the other. Our friendship was too great not 197 to. 198 After finding the room, I set to work. Perhaps a half-hour had passed before 199 I finished, but the program I had created would pinpoint the location that 200 the box was drawing the TARDIS towards. 201 I could hear a small explosion distantly, echoing through the corridors from 202 the Danger Room. It seemed almost ludicrous that the Doctor had gotten the 203 idea for the Room from an Earth comic-book, but it was true. I shook my head, 204 wondering at the idea. I pressed the 'commence execution' key before the 205 terminal I was using. 206 207 208 210 211 212 213 214 I studied the screen, absorbing what it told me. So it WAS Earth, after all, 215 and yes, 1985. But the ParaTemporal coordinate left me confused. I'd only 216 included that because it was one of the four ways a being could travel. I'd 217 not actually expected it to be used. 218 One of four ways, I thought. Spatial, Temporal, Dimensional, ParaTemporal. 219 I obtained a printout from the terminal, and hurriedly ripped it off and 220 moved toward the Danger Room. I briefly wondered how Grann had been doing, 221 and how the Doctor would take the news. 222 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milchar ++++++++++++++++ July 3, 1985 +++++++ 223 224 225 %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*% MUDGE %*%*%*%*%*%*%*% 226 stepped down from the stairs and back ito the inn. He had heard txehe 227 melodious sound of someone of the female pursuasion. It was a calling tof 228 which the otter could not ignore. He floated down the stairs to the Inn's 229 entrance, but was surprised to see that the woman was gone. In hier place 230 was a man and a dog sleeping! A"$*!#" said Mudge, disgustedly. "I missed 231 'er!" and he returned to his room to think about the instant family he 232 had madde in those three glorious nights at Madam Lorshas's!" 233 %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%* MUDGE %*%*%*%*%*%*%**% 234 Hark! Methinks I dost detect overtones of Minstrel in Ferret's voice. 235 +DANTE- 236 *""*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*f"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"* 237 Dante: Sorry, But I'm not minstrel. I am Zancresta. MAge and ferret of 238 Malderpot. I was hoping to gain a small room to sleep in at this Inn, 239 but I was met with another wizard's might who was trying to stifle my own. 240 I am sorry for my outbursts of true evil anger, but it is, alas, my true 241 nature. I i am truely sorry. 242 all: I am truly sorry. When I lose control of the evil emotions that I 243 keep bottled up they spring out and breathe of the freedom they are given 244 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ 245 246 J U V I E H U N T 247 248 Greetings. This is your formal, gilt-edged invitation to join in the first 249 montly Juvie Hunt. Please lift your verbal swords to the ready position, and 250 prepare to strike... "The only good Juvie is a quiet Juvie". 251 252 Great Green Hunter 253 (Please note the absence of the word "White", so to avoid offending members 254 of other races. So far, no one has stepped forward to protest the 255 defamation of the Green races... Also, please, if you would be so kind as 256 to overlook the slight misspelling of the word "monthly" as "montly". 257 Thank you. Until tomorrow, then. GGH) 258 259 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% 260 261 The apprentice raised his walking stick to ward off the attack. 262 A bit clumsy, mayhap, but the ball veered off. Much to the ferocious 263 ferret's suprise, the apprentice's next action was to cast a spell on 264 himself! 265 A strange feeling came over the ferret and he he passed out just as 266 he realized what the human had done. 267 "I trust that will teach you better manners sirrah..." said the 268 apprentice. "I hope you will enjoy the hangover from my drinks as much 269 as you now enjoy the drinks!" 270 As he began the spell to return home, he reflected on the varied 271 uses of such simple spells as transference. Say transferring the alcohol ( 272 (and other toxic substances) from one body to another.... 273 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~the apprentice~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 274 Afriend reported a *wonderful* bumper sticker to me: 275 Pipers do it with amazing grace.... 276 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 277 Apprentice: why'd you steal MY border? 278 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 279 Now for some poetry, (not mine)... 280 Swiftly goes the sword-play 281 singing in the mountains. 282 Clash of steel is calling, 283 Clanging up to heaven: -- 284 arrows flying angry; 285 axes lifting skyward, 286 banging down on byrnies, 287 breaking shields and helmets. 288 289 Swiftly goes the swordplay: 290 Spears on hosts are raining; 291 men run forth in madness, 292 mowing ranks of foemen; 293 battle tumult bellows; 294 blod is red on axeheads; 295 greedily the gray wolf 296 gorges with the raven. 297 (from The Broken Sword, by Poul Anderson) 298 ~~~~~~~~~ 299 This is typical of the old Norse sagas, which went on for hundreds of 300 stanzas while maintaining a consistent rhythm. It is MUCH harder than 301 'merely' rhyming the ends of lines... Note also the use of alliteration. 302 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~BARD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 303 ps. Sranul the roo had better read his mail on the Messenger! 304 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 305 <=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=> 306 UNKNOWN 307 This system be awesome, 308 This system be fine, 309 As I put my modem on line... 310 311 It be great, 312 It be grand, 313 To have this board at the tip of my hand 314 315 We want sysop, 316 He's all GET 317 He's the man... 318 Who puts your phone on to the set 319 320 Oh Yeah 321 So fine, 322 This is my first poem, 323 Do you mind?? 324 Signed UNKNOWN 325 "*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"* 326 Senses blurred,a a shape of something resembling a tree, but was u 327 upside-down. "Aurgh." said the ferret lyiing in the forest of the 328 outskirts of Malderpot. The hangover and such taking it's toll on 329 the wizardly visage of the young(?) Zancresta. He pulled himself up 330 and was met by a hammer on his head that brought him to his knees a 331 332 and brought him down onto the dusty dirt road. He propped himselff 333 up on one of his furry arms, then the other, steady now. He then s 334 stood up on his knees and tried to fight the incredible pounding 335 like waves against the shoreline. Steadily he crawled until he found 336 a rock of reasonable size to help him stand. "T-yurglugh" he moaned 337 to himself. He stood and tried to get his bearings. He was on a d 338 dirt road, check. He was in a forest, check. Fine. The trouble was 339 that that nearly described the entire planet he lived on. And at t 340 the precise moment he couldn't even remember who he was, let alone 341 where. 342 Just then an urgent call from his stomach reached his un-sober 343 mind and he turned away, making good use (so to speak) of a small 344 alcove of bushes. Now to the subject at hand...who was he? Hmmmm.. 345 "Urrr!" he thought, swaying as the full effects of the drinks he 346 had had back at the Inn...wait...The Inn was where he should be! BD 347 Despite the fact that he didn't remember getting drunk at the Inn, 348 Zancresta decided that that was as good a place as any to sort out 349 who and what he was. He remembered the teleport spell, thinking to 350 the Inn. H landed several planets from hismark and caused cvery 351 considerable havok txere before finally getting it right and going 352 into the Inn. He saw the Apprentice, sitting at a table looking v 353 very smug and giggling just a tad. 354 Suddenly all his memories flooded back to him, the drink'S effects 355 subsiding. "oOk! Ok!" said Zancresta, who now knew who and where he 356 was and why. "You win! I know when I've been nested, now...how a 357 about getting together for a little demon summoning. I can summon c 358 any class demon...well?" Zancresta smiled and once again revealed h 359 his inherant sharp teeth. 360 "*"*"**"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*" 361 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] 362 How my poems mean 363 Is not yet clearly seen 364 Whether they ought 365 To rhyme of not 366 Or stay somewhere in between 367 368 How do my poems do 369 What I want them to do 370 Are they confined 371 To meter and rhyme 372 And sounding pretty when I'm through 373 374 I say no 375 My life comes in chunks 376 Not in regular little boxes 377 That sound the same when you shake them 378 In fact 379 Some of them 380 No matter how hard you try 381 Don't make any sound at all 382 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] THE TIN MAN [/] [/] 383 Bricks and bottles may bend my brackets, 384 But words will never hurt me. 385 386 I'm tired of the image of the insecure poet. 387 [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] [/] all riled up .. [/] [/] [/] [/] THE TIN MAN [/] [/] 388 oh no... too late tinny! 389 390 Another juvie hunt, oh boy, can't wait to see it fall on it's face!!! 391 can't wait, it shall be so funny, I'll be laughing for months, and months.. 392 393 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$# 394 ****************************** 395 .............................. 396 ..........MAGE................ 397 .............................. 398 ****************************** 399 ****************************** 400 ---CALL GAZOO SOON PLEASE----- 401 ****************************** 402 .............................. 403 --STEVE IF YOU COPY PLEASE---- 404 --LEAVE ME A NOTE HERE OR AT-- 405 --HOME -- 406 The Gazoo 407 408 409 410 break 411 412 end 413 414 off 415 exit 416 417 end 418 end 419 end 420 off 421 exit 422 quit 423 ~ 424 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 425 The Bozos are out tonight. 426 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 427 ....................................... 428 . ---Gazoo to Mage--- 429 . ---Call if you can--- 430 . -----Sorry for BUGS----- 431 ....................................... 432 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*X^N*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* 433 +++++: AS a great man once .9*everything=garbage. The new coke IS swill. I 434 will however refrain from making appropriate comments about the old ex- 435 cept to say that it was at least drinkable. 436 Great Green Hunter: my purple cat is offended! 437 Brian S.: Some humor is GREAT heard ONCE, totaly nausiosly teadios when repeated 438 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* 439 Oh almost forgot; Gazooo and co.: <^C> thats a hint!!!!! 440 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=* 441 Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame 442 balding days 443 er team of hedges wounded Capt. Swackhammer. That wanton light was 444 k. Lethal swans tenderly growled. Audrey enchanted each red 445 e. This sound galloped into their ring of livid stars. John 446 ed. 447 This icicle ruled his gang of quiet enemies. Audrey's stack of 448 lowing coats softly erupted. One brawny gift was gracious. John 449 softly yielded. 450 Her audacious foot tormented tears. Livid mouths stared into Audrey. 451 balding cat brushed by arrid violent winds. The strong sailor 452 rned toward amorous meals. This cursed mystical valley bound red 453 gifts. Dense emotions stood behind each air. This upright swan and 454 re vipers sensitively sang. 455 456 Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame Flame <> Flame Flame Flame 457 458 FireBreather: you need to add a 2 second delay at the end of each line. Every 459 line in your entry it missing the first letter or so. 460 461 [<(ETX)>] 462 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp 463 As the piper was playing, he noticed the apprentice speaking with a large, 464 sharp-faced animal. With a strange feeling of bemusemnt, the piper looked 465 about the large common room of the inn and noticed the large number of 466 non-humans scattered through the crowd, eating, drinking, holding forth on 467 various topics. 468 The piper gave a mental shrug. In the mutable universe in which he held 469 a precarious existence, change was the only constant. 470 471 His set of songs was nearly at the end when a strange flicker from the 472 apprentice's table caught his eye. The sharp-faced animal -- it seemed almost 473 to be a weasel, martin, or ferret the piper mused -- had seemed to take offense 474 at the apprentice. The piper swung into the last measure of the tune as the 475 two disappeared in a somewhat malodorous cloud of smoke. By the end of his 476 tune the apprentice had returned looking much more sober, and slightly 477 smug about something. 478 The piper walked past his table, stopping for a moment to say, "I think 479 I should buy you a drink before your new friend returns. You're looking 480 much to sober to stay long." 481 Walking up to the age-scarred bar, the piper purchased three drinks and 482 turned back to the apprentice's table. His erstwhile companion had returned, 483 somewhat chastened, weaving slightly on his feet, but still game -- matching 484 wits with the apprentice again! Clumsily holding three mugs of ale in one 485 hand and balancing his pipes with the other, the piper made his way back to 486 the table in time to hear the sharp-faced visitor referring to summoning 487 demons. 488 Setting a mug down before the apprentice, the piper turned to the 489 newcomer, set a mug down before him, and spoke. 490 "Please seat yourself and have a drink. And pray," the piper continued, 491 "please don't summon demons or other diabolical manefestations here at the 492 inn. They pollute the environment too mutch and could provoke massive 493 retaliation from other inhabitants of Innisfall." 494 pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp 495 "*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"* 496 "Oh. I apoligize, Piper. Please forgive me. It wasn't meant as an attack 497 on the Apprentice. I can see from *hic* past experience that such an attack 498 would be futile." said the Ferret, his eyes seemiinly swaying about the room 499 with him, though not as much as they were when he first entered the Inn. Butt 500 due to his ferret metabolism the intoxicating substance was soon stopped 501 and gone. "I won't summon any demons here. It was mearly something I do in 502 my spare time." He smiled at the Piper. "But I want to compliment you, sir. 503 You play your pipes with a masterful skill!!!" said the ferret, who was no 504 quite sober. 505 "*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*""*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*"*" 506 507 508 509 And Brinaman Scott is a (gag) pascal programmer. That explains his sick entries. 510 And Brinaman Scott is the same as Brian Scott. This pityful atempt at chang 511 ing identities does not fool the smart one's here. And now let me get this 512 strait,,, the otter is the same as the minstrel is the same as the ferret is 513 the same as mudge. This one person is responsible for turning the tabels of 514 the inn over and causing so much comotion. One person with so much power as 515 to completely wreck the steadfast walls on the backwater inn. One person who 516 has grabed the sensibility of all the patrons and turned it inside out. 517 One perosn who is entering everyother entry on here. One person!!!!!!!!!!!!! 518 This tells at least me something about the thin grasp we have here, if one 519 person is able to make so many changes with what goes on. I am more than a 520 little scared........................................................................ 521 philoinn 522 ..................................................................................... 523 MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM 524 confused: Quoting 'Bloom County'? Really... 525 The SPLIT ATOM Blues 526 Gimme twinkies, gimme wine- 527 Gimme jeans by Calvin Klein... 528 But if you split those atoms fine- 529 Mama keep'em off those genes of mine! 530 531 Gimme zits, take my dough- 532 Gimme arsenic in my jelly roll... 533 Call the devil and sell my soul- 534 But mama keep dem atoms WHOLE!!! 535 536 Milo Bloom 537 MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM 538 539 ????? The Doctor ????? 540 -->G? 541 Philoinn, I din'a know dave russell was back in town? 542 All, If you don't like the new Coke, call 1-800-GET-COKE during business hours 543 and tell them, (if you like the stuff, call too.) 544 ALL, with the help of an eagle, whose name i know not, I am back in regualr (?) 545 come-you-nigh-cations with the inn. Remember, the Eagle Never Sleeps... 546 the Phantom Glitch 547 88888888888888888888888888888888888888874858888888888888888816195488888888888 548 Piper: I note a marked lack of response to the bumper snicker.... 549 ______________________________________________________________________ 550 %*%*%*%*%*%*%*% MUDGE %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*% 551 'Ere now, mate! Mudge is ottter. Minstrel was Mudge, Minstrel is dead. 552 Mudge is tnot ferret! 553 %*%*%*%*%*%*%*%*% MUDGE %*%*%*%*%*%*%* 554 555 556 557 558 559 560 561 562 563 564 565 566 567 568 569 570 571 572 573 574 hardy har har har. mudge is 575 an otter to, and minstrel is 576 not dead, only resting until 577 the time he comes back in full 578 force with more peoms than 579 ever. I thot you might like 580 to know what to expect in the 581 next few days here on backwate 582 r. BEWARE THE FERRET FOR HE 583 STRIKES WITHOUT WARNING. HE WI 584 LL RETURN TO GET YOU ALL, AND 585 YOU TO APPRENTICE. 586 587 588 589 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ 590 NEW BBS ------ 591 592 MID-SIX 593  594 hours MIDnite - SIX 595 596 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ 597 598 who set the margin to 30? 599 /\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\ 600 I stood in the grayness, a lone figure painted as a tortured form 601 against the watercolor mat. The bird, who had long since flown away, had 602 given me a gift, and I cherished the gift. It was difficult to see in the 603 mist, it was difficult to look into myself seeing strength. The strength 604 which gave me muscles to stand on after being battered down was only a 605 shadow of an image within me, a translucent thought that faded into dimness. 606 It remained a single pillar in my mind as pain crashed against my skull 607 seeming to shatter all thoughts. 608 Here I stand, wavering and uncertain. My heart pounds with 609 frusteration, I look apon the world with glistening eyes. New problems 610 stain my mind, leaving my body wracked with swallowed sobs of anger and 611 pain. The world, like a glass structure or the fragile bonework of my skull, 612 seems to crash down on me as the unwrit difficulties come forth. Yet, I stand 613 with tears streaming down my cheeks, I stand and will not fall. Cautiously, 614 I lift my head to face the world and lift one foot to take a step. 615 /\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\/\\ eidolaz /\\/\\/\\/\\/\\ 616 TOTAL NUMBER OF LINES = 616