ΪΔΔΔΏ ΪΔΔΔΏ ΪΔΔΔΔΔΔΏ ΪΩ ΐΏ ³ ΐΔΔΔΔΔΔ ³ ³ ΐΔΏ ³ ΐΔΔΔΔΏ ³ ΐΏ ΓΔΔΔΔΏ ΐΔΏ ³ ³ ³ ΐΔΔ ΐΏ ³ ³ ³ ΪΩ ³ ΪΔΩ ³ ΔΔΏ ΪΔΔΩ ΐΔΔΔΔΔΔΩ ³ ΐΔΔΔΔΔΔΔΔΩ Damned Fucking Shit Edited by Access Denied Issue #14 Title: Death of a BBSer Date: 11/5/93 By: Access Denied ――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― Death of a BBSer The song from Mission: Impossible was playing in the background. Suddenly with a huge scratch of a record it stopped. Somebody started playing Fairlight (FAIRLIGH.MOD) in the background and someone else's skin crawled. A parrot's voice was heard, but no one paid attention. The random clicking of keys could be heard in the background. A dial tone, followed by some odd beeps and a ringing sound could also be heard. This was no ordinary gathering. It was nothing anybody could describe. It was, in all senses, DISGUSTING. Suddenly, a voice cried out "HAHHAHA LAMER BOY!" The entire crowd turned around and all the music and sound stopped. Standing in the doorway was none other than.... Oh... never mind. Well that was a boring story.... on to another.... The day grew dark.... ahhh that sucked too.... lemme think... Ok.... I got one. A BBSer that many people hated sat in front of his computer. He called a BBS and read some messages.... suddenly he screamed out "LAMER BOY! I HATE LAMER BOY! It is my life's destiny to UTTERLY DESTROY LAMER BOY!!!!!!!" Leaving a message lacking all forms of maturity, the BBSer logged off the BBS with a sly grin. Little did he know what was in store for him. After logging off the BBS, he typed "CD \PORNO\BONDAGE\MEN". "Oh... Steve! I can't wait to take a look at your handsome body!" the BBSer cried! But without a warning, his monitor exploded with a huge bang. When the smoke cleared, nothing was left of the computer. There was, however, a grim reminder of what had just happened. The BBSer's limp body was slumped over the table on which the computer had once stood. The body was missing something however... Instead of a head and shoulders, the top of the body was a mass of bloody, steaming, tissue, bones, and mucus. The BBSer's arms were strewn on both sides of him, his left pointer finger still twitching from nervous reactions. Blood spewed out of the massive wound onto what was left of the former computer's keyboard. Blood and tan colored brains were splattered on the wall behind the BBSer. A chunk of his skull could be seen on the floor, spinning in circles with a piece of brain still inside of it. A half-crushed eye ball could be seen hanging from the bookcase on the wall, swinging back and forth. After a few moments, it fell to the ground, the entrails that were holding it up having torn. A part of the BBSer's tongue could be seen on the extra chair next to the maimed body. Bone fragments were strewn everywhere, and a small nose was also on the ground. It was a very interesting predicament. Of course it must be realized that when a body loses major parts, such as the head, the smell tends to be fairly repulsive. The repulsive odors of this headless body drifted outside onto the street where people walking by were overcome. Being a busy street, the sight of people walking into oncoming traffic is something to see. One young woman walked straight out in front of an oncoming semi. The driver had no time to even see her, much less attempt to stop. Her limp body was torn in two by the force of the truck and was thrown a few feet into a brick wall. She was still alive however, her face twitching in horror as she saw her legs and lower body lying next to her, her intestines strewn in front of her. The truck driver was in much worse shape though. Hearing the crunch of bones under his wheels, his slammed on his breaks. They locked though and the truck went skidding into a group of fifteen school children. The driver, not wearing his seat belt, flew through the windshield and into the wall of a building nearby. His head was nowhere to be seen after this. However, there was an odd bulge in his chest area. Upon examination by the medical people, it was found his partially flattened head had been pushed into his lung cavity. His spine tore down his right leg and out the back of his knee. The semi plowed directly into the group of school children. Of the fifteen, only two survived. One of these two was maimed for life, his right arm bent into an unsightly shape, only two of his fingers on his left hand were still in tact, and he was paralyzed from the next down... what was left of his lower body actually. His legs were so torn apart that they had to be amputated. The other child was completely unharmed... physically. Mentally he suffered from uncontrollable fits of violence, finally killing himself three years later. After it was finally over, small hands and other small severed limbs could be seen strewn around the ground. In all, 16 people died. The street was stained such a bright red from all the blood that it had to be rebuilt. The city this happened in never recovered from this and total anarchy broke out. The US government decided the city was too bad to exist, and a 20 megaton nuclear bomb was tested on it. Then the world blew up. Hmm.. that was a k00l story! ΙΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝ» ΙΝΝΝΝΌ Oficial Distribution Sites ΘΝΝΝΝΝ» ΙΝΌ Many quality BBSs around the country. ΘΝΝ» Ί DFS is also available via Anonymous FTP at Ί Θ» etext.archive.umich.edu in pub/Zines/DFS ΙΌ ΙΝΝΝΝΌ And to submit to DFS, call PaRaDiSe LoST ΘΝΝΝΝ» Ί and log on as DFS. The Password is JINGLE JINGLE. Ί ΘΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΝΌ