1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask.... 2 ***************** INSTALLED: 30 DEC 84 ***************************** 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 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 21 Gasp, choke, cough, sputter... I'M ON THE TOP! 22 It's amazing, it truly is... 23 Voyeur: Did the decipherment go okay? 24 Ian: Fun, another code. This one doesn't even restrict the ciphertext to the alphabet. What a devious mind you have 25 there... 26 Joshua: We wait with our breath held for a marvellous entry on your part, but what do we get? I don't mean to sound 27 nasty or anything like that, but why no story? 28 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 29 Fred found what PC&S meant, but unfortunately, too late. I arrived a few hours later and could not disern at all if 30 one of the people there was an agent. I cursed my rotten luck again. 31 I sat down, and waited. Perhaps a drink would help me. I got up and got a beer from the bar. 32 I sat down again, all the vigor from the morning gone. I proceeded to stare into the foam of my drink and mope. 33 Something caught my eye. A small scrap of paper peeked out from underneath the top of the table. I tugged at it, 34 and it came loose from the chewing gum that had held it in place. 35 Despite the stickiness, the paper was still clearly legible. It read at the top, "E.F. Farley". The rest of the 36 paper was composed of five-letter blocks of code. 37 I nearly screamed with the frustration that had built up inside me. Another cryptic note was all that I needed at 38 the moment. I studied the paper more closely, hoping beyond hope that it was all just an elaborate joke. 39 Nope. The code still remained, although it seemed different from all the ciphers I had been dealing with. Odd 40 characters sprang up at peculiar intervals, dotting the codified landscape on the scrap I held. I finished the beer. 41 Shuffling out the door, I signaled Fred who still waited in the Hilton garage. "Fred, another cipher. This one has 42 priority over the rest. The stuff you've been digging through is old, but this one seems new, thus more valuable." 43 Ignoring the stares that I provoked, I recited the cipher through the 'com to him. 44 Those stares were nothing compared to the ones my 'com got when it replied (with Fred's voice): "Ok, Farley. How 45 soon will you be back?" 46 "Soon, Fred. Listen, is the term still in your trunk?" 47 "If you mean that keyboard thing, yes, it's still there. Why do you want it?" 48 "It's government make, and has a built-in ID string. I can log on to any government computer." 49 "Why, for heaven's sake?" Fred, I thought, you'd better stop listening to human figures of speech. 50 "I want to know where John has been assigned. Perhaps there will be information on the NET in there, too." 51 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 12/30/84 - 08:58 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 52 53 I'm amazed, every time I call the people get more and more inept. It's really 54 incredible how much people worry about doing the right thing, trying to impress 55 people they have never met or will never know. People who don't care and 56 wouldn't give them a second glance. Who cares what computer you use, how wide 57 your screen is, if you don't like graphic art, if you don't like 80 columns. 58 Who are you trying to impress? I list the new messages and one looks really 59 good, I read it and like it a lot, then I see the name "NET" and I get up and 60 go get something to eat. Personaly, NET stories and CODES make this a hard 61 board to handle. This so called elite, speacial group leave coded messages 62 about people they don't like or new people. What are they trying to hide???? 63 They have something to hide???? And this new wave of computer kids. They just 64 get the expensive preasent and they call here. Why? did they have to try abd 65 become one of the speacial? Why try when they know it is impossible. Like 66 why am I entering this message? Good question, it will probably be deleted 67 like all the rest, a lone voice, deleted! I leave this note for it is my 68 opinion. If you don't like it I can't help that. The "NET" should try and 69 see both sides to this. And why are you guys writing about such a thing when 70 this is an Inn? A MEDIEVAL Inn, wine and chip chip chierio stuff. Not 71 computers and people shooting each other. MEDIEVAL- a long time ago if you 72 don't know what that means. But who cares? This is a place where people can 73 have a say, and then get deleted. People who try and monopolize a BBS?????? 74 and the funny thing is they are doing it too. They leave so many messages it's 75 hard for anyone else to get on. But who cares???? Not I. 76 77 ........................................................................ 78 To the person above: As far as I know no msgs have been deleted. However 79 every time a disk fills up it is shifted to drive b (type db & you will 80 be using that drive. type da to return to this one) 81 As for the complaint about line lengths the guy was just saying that he 82 can't read anything past the 80th position on the line (he is not the first 83 to have this problem). He was ASKING if people could use shorter lines, so 84 that he could read their entries. Is there something wrong with that? 85 Finally, as to the comments about the art. As was stated, BWMS 86 stores 1 line PER SECTOR on the disk. Thusly the art (and msgs with short 87 line lengths ) do make the disk fill up faster. *I* might suggest that they 88 try drawing their art on it's side ( thus instead of 20 lines at 10 89 characters per line, they'd have 10 lines at 20 characters..) 90 Oh yes, I almost forgot - the NET authors DO participate in the Inn 91 stories, but with different characters! We've had complaints about "all 92 that fantasy junk". How would you feel if we'd backed off? 93 __________________________________Leonard__________________________________ 94 AP--QUM, IRAN It was reported today by Irani authorities that the Iranian 95 Revolutionary Council and McKane Industries have signed a 5 year, multi- 96 million dollar contract for the importation of hairless chipmunks. Irani 97 spokesman, Rashid Rezeich, denied rumors that the lovable chipmunks would 98 be used to bolster Iran's diminishing food supply. "That is a ridiculous 99 assertion," said Mr. Rezeich. "The chipmunks will be humanely used in 100 medical research to find a cure for that dread disease, viral hemorrhoids." 101 102 In a related note, Leroy McKane, founder and CEO of McKane Industries, was 103 seen entering the Iranian Interior Ministry late this afternoon. 104 Accompanied by his bodyguards/masseurs, Wendell and Maurice, Mr. McKane 105 refused comment on the chipmunk issue, stating only, "I'm not Leroy McKane, 106 he's dead. I'm an itinerant rug merchant. Now go away, or my boys will 107 rip your lungs out." This reporter will provide late breaking details on 108 this story as they become available. 109 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- 110 111 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ 112 Lights. Camera. Action. Action? Fellows was in no mood for action. The events 113 from the previous night were still vivid in his memory. The bruises were also 114 very evident, in every part of his body capable of emitting pain. His head was 115 especially sore. The thugs he met last night seemed to enjoy pummelling him 116 about the face and neck. 117 There had been nearly 20 of them, and since this wasn't some Chinese backlot 118 where they were filming 'Master of the Flying Guillotine', or 'Street Gangs of 119 Hong Kong', he hadn't stood a chance. If it were only a movie. 120 It was amazing he was still alive. When the survivors of the initial assault 121 finally got the best of him, he figured it would be the end. To find himself 122 still on this earth was the biggest surprise of his life. He felt no remorse 123 for the few of the 20 that wouldn't be telling their grandchildren how they 124 helped capture a NET agent. 125 The images in his eyes were becoming clearer now, as were the images in 126 his head. Examining himself, he seemed to still be in one piece. Sure it 127 hurt like hell, but that would go away soon enough... He hoped. Swinging 128 his legs off the low cot, he finally took a good look at the room around 129 him. 130 Certainly not the plush surroundings he was used to, having operated for 131 the last five years in Europe, but he had also been in places far worse. 132 A metal door with a small barred window appeared to be the only way in or out. 133 A solitary chair completed the stark furnishings. Lighting was handled by the 134 proverbial bare bulb hanging from the ceiling. He tried to get up, to look 135 out the small window in the door, but he was still too weak to accomplish 136 such a feat. 137 His attempts at movement were halted by sounds emanating from the outer hall. 138 Footsteps, coming this way. He could barely make out two sets of voices. He 139 was sure one of them was female, the other a New York accent by the sounds of it. 140 It appeared he was about to be questioned. He had to be on his guard. No doubt 141 the reason he was not killed was to extract information from him. Let them 142 bring on the Sodium Penathol! My NET training won't fail me now. 143 But even NET training hadn't prepared him for what came through the door. It 144 couldn't be, but it was! Rajneesh Dangerfield himself, has come-a-callin'. 145 Fellows 146 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ 147 148 *_)@*%_)*_)!*%_+)!*%+_)#*%_)@*#_%)*!_)%*!+#*%_)@#*_)*!_%)*#@_)%*)_@$*%_)$*%_$#) 149 Joshua: tap tap tap tap... 150 Milch : Sorry I didn't get you called. I have been having phone problems, and 151 I was calling you to ask you to send me a c64 program over the phone. I'll 152 try again next year. (he he) 153 Mikey: Have you ever seen a 78H05? It appears to be 5 7805s in one device. I 154 first thought it was a power transistor, but after looking at the numbers,I 155 got a real shock (figuratively). This device is on a New LNW Model II, heat 156 sinked on the chassis. I think I may need another one. Any ideas on where? 157 Leonard: Patient still out. No improvement. 158 *%_)$#*%_)$#*%_#)$*_@)*%_@#% L'homme sans Parity *%_#@*%_*)_!*%_)#@*%_@)#*%_@)% 159 ************************************************************ 160 L'homme: sure I've heard of it. I use to get them at Radar. 161 I don't know if they still carry them, but if not, you might 162 try Norvac. It's not too uncommon of a part. National Semic 163 onductor has a 10 amp one last time I was fooling around with 164 that stuff. I forget the designation, but I don't see a whole 165 lot of use for the bugger, you had to practically water cool 166 the thing to make it work, and there are much simpler ways 167 to do it with power transistors instead. But I guess if you need 168 that sort of thing it is there. 169 ********************************************************************** 170 To person above who seemed a bit peeved at someone or thing: 171 As far as I know, no one is mad at you, but then since you didn't 172 leave a name, it is difficult to tell. 173 As was stated above, there have been no major deletions that I am aware 174 of here. I have deleted some thrashing around that has occured, massive 175 carriage returns, misc. commands put in while in enter mode, multiple 176 partial incomplete downloaded messages, ect., but not normal messages. 177 By the tone of your message, I gather that you are a new user, so 178 perhaps some explanations would help. 179 The disk movement has been explained already. As have some other things. 180 One thing you should be aware of is that if you hang up while still in 181 enter mode, your message will be lost. the system doesn't get updated 182 until you do the control C. Also, because of a deep bug in it someplace, 183 it sometimes will loose the message anyway if you don't give it the off 184 command. 99.99% of the time it will work with just the control C, but 185 because the control C was a much later patch installed by me in code 186 wich I don't have the true source for, you have to expect a few problems. 187 It use to be that you always had to do the off command to save the data. 188 By the way, BW is not a computer, it is a data entry device that got 189 converted over to a BBS system. This is the reason for its limitations 190 and structure that you see. Basicly all I did to it was to remove a 191 few of the more dangerous commands (such as delete everything) and 192 changed some to be more suitable to a BBS format. When I tryed to dig 193 further into the code, I didn't get very far as I didn't have the 194 full source code listing, only one that was sort of close. 195 The disk space concern is due to the rapid filling and movement of the 196 disks that occur here. As a result, it can be a real challange to just 197 get on the system before loosing track of the data. 198 There are currently three groups that use the system, some of them 199 interreact, and others don't. We have the NET folks, who sometimes drift 200 to fantasy, then we have the fantasy types who sometimes drift to real 201 life stories, and then the debaters who like to argue about all sorts of 202 things and drift back to their respective groups when it's over. All of 203 this drifting and mingling together in a melting pot of creativity. 204 Sometimes they work together as a group, or a couple of them work 205 together on a shared plot, or many times singularly. There is sometimes 206 an inevitable clash of ideas and concerns in this as is to be expected. 207 There is nothing new about this, anytime something has been around for a 208 while be it a story line, or something physical, it gains a degree of 209 personal attachment, and disruption of it can hurt greatly. Thus the 210 great amount of halabaloo when it happens. On the other hand, when 211 something is relativly new, there is not such a close attachment, and it 212 can be more easily molded and formed, and there is less of a concern 213 when someone trys to change the direction. 214 ************************ CISTOP MIKEY ********************************** 215 216 -------------------------------------- 217 It was a bright sunny day, and nothing 218 at all happened. THE END 219 -------------------------------------- 220 221 recently i listened to a narration of the douglas adams trilogy... and that 222 was in the finest vein... nice going, max... 223 224 tttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt 225 226 tilean was wandering through the massive set of files that he maintained in 227 both electronic and paper form... files on everything thrike deemed suitable to 228 keep a running account of... everything from net induction files... to the quasi 229 philosophies of an odd cult leader named dangerfield... everything deemed worth 230 the trouble of entering the information in the powerfull computers at their 231 disposal... a set of files equal to any... all the storage needed to contain all 232 of this Encyclopedia was inumerable... no one had ever laid out all the figuires 233 necessary to find out... there were depositories for both paper and electronic 234 forms in almost every state... every province... and they were all updated every 235 single fiscall quarter... which is beleived to be the longest time any deposit 236 of data was allowed to go without a single update... 237 238 one of these deposits was in the form of an area, secret to all but thrike... 239 deep inside an air force national fuel consumption computer system... and like 240 most federal installations called national... it had a phone line, a line that 241 only other computers could call... and with the right password... they could add 242 new data to old, and many things similar... 243 244 tttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt 245 246 an engraved invitation to Farley... and Guest... and perhaps a strength in 247 thrike... one that no one seems to mention in net... or elsewhere... 248 thrike is under development... and i think understandably... i would like to 249 reserve decisions about the nature of thrike for myself... for now... later... 250 when thrike is developed... and is understood in principles... and actions... 251 i will actually steer it into the stream of storylines... untill then i will 252 keep notes... good day to you all... or good night... 253 //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// 254 Petrov sat in his car, parked on the side of a dark street in Old Town. 255 To the right, a group of girls displayed their lithe young bodies, seducing men 256 whose hearts were empty and pockets were full. 257 To the left, young men--boys, really; just old enough to sell themselves 258 for the hope of one day rising above the dregs of humanity. Though young, 259 they were strong and attractive. 260 Petrov looked back and forth, then straight ahead. "I hate decisions." 261 Petrov 262 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\ 263 264 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (various msgs) ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ 265 Salty: I don't know about the rest, but *I* like the Python jist of things. 266 tilean: What? No reply? Oh well, such is life in the slow lane... 267 PaPa Smurf: I guess that this is as good a place as any to leave a msg, 268 So I won't. (just kidding) When you get on this system on 269 the remote terminal, please -DO-NOT- update the reader-board as 270 per _your_ latest info on _my_ side of the data sheet. I hope you 271 understand what it is that I am trying to tell you. Later... 272 Man in Gray: Tuesday? Sounds terif! But what to do? Huh? Later... 273 Haywood: Watever you do, don't lose that little red calculator! 274 (Sh**! Please don't do that again.) 275 Dex Digit: Have you made it on yet? I don't see you anywhere...(peek) 276 Or are you just lurking for now? If so, please contact me on PCS. 277 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->the Guardian 0445 Hrs 31 Dec 84 278 279 MmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMm 280 Stil buoyant from his good luck in getting an interview, Sam walked back to 281 the door, unaware of the pity in the eyes of the lady who had passed him on. 282 He pressed through the door into another office inhabited by an older man -- 283 who looked in rather good shape for his age. The man was dressed in a white 284 shirt and tie, but the white shirt had a rather bad black ink stain over the 285 front. Actually, Dan realized, it was centered just over his heart. 286 "Sit down, Mr. Spade? I believe." 287 Dan was ushered into a relatively comfortable chair, and prepared himself for 288 the upcoming interview. 289 ............................... 290 31/12/84 291 Input processing interview 003 292 Name: Spade, Daniel F. 293 Birthplace: New York City 294 D.O.B. 4 July, 1962 295 Parents: 296 Father -- Not attached to family. The subject has no attachment to his 297 father, who was a well-know private detective. His life centered around his 298 mother, who was never married to his father. 299 Mother -- Deceased. His mother was killed in an incident in a supermarket 300 parking lot nearly four years ago. She was accosted by a carful of purse 301 snatchers who snatched her purse. Unfortunately, she carried the purse with 302 the strap wrapped tightly around her upper arm. When her arm finally came 303 loose from the purse, the car was travelling at high speed in heavy traffic. 304 Nearest concerned kin: The nearest kin that could be established in this 305 interview was a maternal uncle in Duluth, Mn. This person has never met, nor 306 expressed any interest in the subject. 307 Reccomendation: This one looks like he may be useful. He's had a rough time, 308 from the look of it. Take him down for minimum training and observation. 309 If he still looks O.K. in three weeks, send him on for deep training. 310 .................................. 311 Dan had never felt so exhausted during an interview in his life. He now 312 understood why the uphostered chair during the interview. He stood up and 313 rubbed his hip -- strange, he must have gotten a cramp sitting for so long. 314 The man wearing the ink stain stood also and offered his hand. The words! 315 "Thank you for your time, Mr. Spade." 316 Ohghod no... the cold streets... 317 "I think we can use a man like you. Can you go to work today?" 318 "Yes, Yes, of course!" 319 The man in the ink stain moved around the desk and put a fatherly had on 320 Sam's shoulder. 321 "Look son, you seem to be rather down on your luck. Is this your last set 322 of respectable clothes?" 323 Dan swallowed a lump of embaressment. "Yes, and they're not all that good." 324 "Do you *really* need to go back where you are staying? Did you leave 325 anything there that is important?" 326 "No." 327 "Well then, let's go out back. We've got some temporary quarters out here 328 and some clothes that might fit." 329 mMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmM The Machrioness mMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmMmM 330 HIZZONER THE MAYOR BUD CLARKS "EXPOSE YOURSELF TO ART" IS REALLY FAMOUS NOW, 331 IT APPEARED IN THE FEBRUARY 'PLAYBOY'. 332 333 as if we read PLAYBOY! 334 SYSOP: (or any backwater user) Register-Guard newspaper doing story on bulletin 335 boards and would like to talk to you. Please call Bob Keefer voice/collect 336 at 485-xxxx (or home, 343-xxxx, New Year's Day). Thanks 337 338 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 339 ************************************************************************* 340 alas no time to make a entry. could someone please make a hardcopy of 341 alex's code to crack. i don't have a hardcopy unit. it's on db now. 342 the meeting was swell. prometheus plays a heck of a game of pente. 343 ill have to get him to give me some (private) instructions. it was quite 344 embarrsing to lose so quickly. My mind is a frazzel to many BIG choices 345 right now.. IEEEEEEEEEEEEEE 346 black thunder: what happened to my ship? 347 ***************************************************************kathy****** 348 NET NEWS SERVICE NET NEWS SERVICE NET NEWS SERVICE NET NEWS SERVICE 349 TO : ALL NET AGENTS IN PORTLAND AREA 350 RE : MISSING AGENT 351 352 PLEASE BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR SPECIAL AGENT FELLOWS. HE HAS FAILED 353 TO ANSWER HIS COMSET CHECK IN, AND NO WORD HAS BEEN HEARD FROM HIM 354 IN THE PAST TWO DAYS. WHEN HE WAS LAST CONTACTED BY OTHER AGENTS IN 355 THE AREA, HE WAS INVESTIGATING THE ARRIVAL OF A LARGE RED AIRPLANE 356 LANDING AT PORTLAND INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT. 357 358 NET NEWS SERVICE NET NEWS SERVICE NET NEWS SERVICE NET NEWS SERVICE 359 360 ___________________________________________________________________ 361 Portland Or (UPI) - In a predawn raid in the red light district of 362 Portland Oregon, city and state police have rounded up nearly 100 363 sexual deviants and perverts, in what outgoing mayor Frank Ivancie 364 has proclaimed the biggest smut bust in the city's history. 365 At a news conference in downtown Portland, lame duck mayor Ivancie 366 told the group of reporters he was going to break with tradition 367 and personally interview each of those arrested in the raid. 368 As the sexual criminals were paraded in front of the reporters in 369 an obvious publicity stunt aimed at bolstering the sagging image 370 of the police bureau, this reporter couldn't help but notice one 371 man with blond hair and a Russian sounding name still clutching 372 a large sheep close to his person. The reporters were quickly 373 ushered out of the room when the man began shouting at the 374 group to "Leave me to my own devices!" 375 More on this story as details become available. 376 __________________________________________________________________ 377 :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: 378 01, 379 Nice.....could be real *fun*.....By now I am sure that L'homme has 380 told you of another *fun* project I am also working on ...Pray tell could 381 we have a bit more of your *fun* to work with ?? 382 kathy, 383 Tis not I who leaves these *fun* ciphers...The one from Farley is 384 basic polyalphabetic substitution....As for 01...It remains to be seen. 385 386 :::::::::Alex::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: 387 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?/ 388 Sondargaard: I took a close look at that picture you gave me a PorSFiS, 389 the only F-106 instalation I know of is in Germany! What pray tell were you 390 doing there? Tuesday is out, or in if the outside temp is less then 0C. 391 I froze a truck in 1 inch of ice today trying to wash in wilsonville, publishers 392 was NOT happy and I have to go finish tomorrow. Also Union oil has 15+ tankers 393 that I have to work on. Such is life, if I get hold of you toniight we can 394 discuss methods of meeting again. 395 Prometheus:MARIANNE is dead as a doornail, she lived a scant 10 days(daa's? 396 thats a hint Aaron!) 397 Somebody want to tell me what the local compuserve node number is? I seemed 398 to have lost it, I know it ends in something like -0627. Thanks, 399 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?/MiG/? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?/ 400 NOTE: THE COMPUTER INTERNALLY CONVERTS ALL COMMANDS 401 (MADE IN UPPER OR LOWER CASE) TO UPPER CASE. 402 SO BE IT 403 { MiG- Try 232-xxxx }{ The one you'r thinking of is 226- That's DJNS } 404 405 When, exactly, will it be safe to cautiously return to the margins of above 406 eighty. If it is impossible to say, right now, perhaps whenever the infrmation 407 becomes available. 408 And whoever leaves the margin at seven, why? It is a very curious size, you 409 know. Anywaay, it does not bother me, for I am used to changing margins as I 410 come on. 411 I enjoy using Backwater very much, and I want to thank Cistop Mikey who shells 412 out thirty dollars a mnths to keep it running. And that does not include labor, 413 or the tedium. Anyway, thank you for doing that. 414 415 iyiyiyiyiyiyiyiiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi 416 +#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#+ 417 NEW BBS.....TANIS.....761-xxxx 418 I THINK THAT THE USERS OF THISSYSTEM WOULD LIKE TANIS...GIVE IT A TRY. 419 +#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#++#+ 420 BLUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUB 421 OOOGEY WOOGEY WOOOO! 422 423 BLUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUUBBUBUBUBBUBUBUBUBUBUUUB 424 FROM CHRIS CHANEY 425 BLUBUBUBUBUBUUBUBUBUBBUBUBUBUBUBUBUBUUBUB 426 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 427 GUARDIAN: Boy do you have my blood on fire. I am very upset at your last 428 entry. You and I had already discussed the matter only a few hours before 429 your entry, and had come to an understanding about it. So what do you 430 do, but let every BW critter know about it as well as getting on my nerve 431 about it. HOW CHILDISH. We had already settled the matter. The *NET* 432 will for sure hear about your CHILDISH acts of ill-reput. 433 === Now that my tempor has somewhat reduced itself, What do you think 434 of them apples? What a sour note to leave off the year. 435 === Need I remind you of the FUSE episode?!? 436 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A very hot and mad PaPa ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 437 Fellows captured ... My My, and PETROV getting snagged in a vice hunt 438 by the police. What is this world coming to. Please DO NOT answer that. 439 ~~~MiG: F106 only in Germany, Ha. Even I know and I'm not telling. 440 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PaPa Smurf ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12/31/84 18:08 ~~~ 441 |||||!!!!!|||||!!!!!|||||!!!!!|||||!!!!! 442 A new story, Part 1 443 "In the memory of my Grandmother - June 1910 to December 1984" 444 By John Kingman 445 |||||!!!!! 446 As the last of the moons was about to set, Erik knew that dawn would 447 soon be here. The morning birds were already singing. The dew was 448 thick in the air. When was the last time he had sleeped? he taught. 449 Ever since the piper had appeared, everything had turned upside down. 450 Yes, the piper. He and peg had almost been killed trying to get 451 here with that message. Now peg and the piper were recovering from 452 their ordeal, but what of the message about the evil MARJOT invading 453 from the north. Why, already news about Calhorn failing to turn 454 the invaders had reached his ears; and with the King gone to the 455 south on an important trade mission, Erik had to govern. What to do! 456 He was only 14 standard years old. So he had little time in which to 457 grow wise. Maybe Zach would know what to do. ... 458 |||||!!!!!|||||!!!!!|||||!!!!!|||||!!!!! 459 I hope that the brief use of peg and the piper is alright. No other 460 reference will be used except for the message that was brought. If 461 this does conflict to much, just think of it as another piper and peg. 462 Maybe Piper and Peg, Jr. 463 ========================================= John 464 :::::::::::O O:::::::::12/31:::::::::::::19:36:::::::::::::O O::::::::: 465 Farley: message received and understood. You should receive my response 466 by the weekend. 467 :::::::::::::O O::::::::::::::::::voyeur::::::::::::::::::O O:::::::::::: 468 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY 469 CPPAL PFXL[ ND_XG JDPCV DXLDP TADVX RFNAD FLPAJ CZALN UDRFL ADTCE DNXLM 470 FJ\AI DPTCP DVAPJ X^DFE DFLDN GEPXI U[\D_ JARCU DGVIC PAEDP XDJAR A^CLP 471 DIAVC JU\AL PEDCL IDCZA LPE[\ HB_EP FRRDL XDSXJ IDXLD MARRX SE[\H B_R[E 472 _TX\\ A[ND_ VRACE ADNTA NODFL [MHB_ ALIHB 473 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY 474 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 475 Voyeur: My thanks a thousand times. 476 L'homme: You can spare time to call Milchar, but not me? Now, really, that *IS* playing favorites... 477 Ian: Nasty, nasty. This new code, that is. If I could only determine your exact method of calculating the key... 478 #$##$##$##$##$# 479 "Fred?", I said, munching on a Big Mac aas I drove. 480 "Yes, Farley?", Fred asked. 481 "How have you been progressing on that code?", I managed to get out as I swallowed the last of the burger. 482 "None of the cipher has been deciphered yet, Farley. Would you like to know what I have discovered so far?" 483 "Go ahead.", I said. A piece of paper whistled by in the wind. I reached up, and deftly snatched it. 484 "It appears to be a polycode, but a cleverly designed one. The letter frequency is all out of whack. I have, however, 485 determined probable words." 486 "Probable words? What are they?" I hadn't glanced at the paper yet for fear of what may be written on it. 487 "Probable words are those words that I have guessed are contained in the message. If I am correct, then I can compare 488 the ciphertext and the plaintext and determine the key. The key will unlock the rest of the cipher, so to speak." 489 "Well, what's the problem with this cipher, then?" 490 "I believe that the key is just as long as the cipher, calculated as the encipherment goes along." 491 "But what is it calculated from? It has to start from something." 492 "Indeed it does, Farley. In this case, I believe it starts from IANM. Does that mean anything to you?" 493 "IANM?" I thought for a bit. "Didn't we hear 'Ian' through the bug at the PorSFis meeting?" 494 "Yes, we did. That was what inspired me to try it in the first place." 495 By now, I had gathered the courage to look at the paper. More ciphertext. 496 "Fred, here's another cipher. It appears to be encoded as the last one is. Here, use it to check against the one you 497 already have. I can tell you this much- it begins as the last one did. CPPAL PFXL[ ND." At this point, I didn't care 498 any longer where the cipher had come from. 499 "All right, Farley. Where to, now?" 500 "Well, I'm going to get that term out of your trunk and try that. Just find some place to park for a while, if you 501 like. If not, then let's explore Portland. Maybe we'll be lucky and stumble across something." 502 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# 12/31/84 - 09:51 #$##$##$##$# Happy New Year! #$##$# 503 .***THE TEK*** is just passing by beav. on my way from tacoma to Maryland, just saying how dee 504 i'm looking for some good bbs action in Maryland if any one has some connections that away 505 i'll be floating around for about a week so leave word .......please 506 by the way---------happy 85 507 exit 508 509 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 510 The road to the Inn had been long and hard, but now Tarn 511 stood once again at the bridge he had so long ago stood when he 512 entered this land. Where before he had stood here in pain, now 513 he stood in sorrow. He had come to bid the Inn goodbye, for with 514 Emer gone, he found that he could no longer stay. The memories 515 here were just too much to bear. Moving towards the Inn, he 516 paused at the door... Deciding against going in, instead he 517 reached into his pocket and pulled an acorn from his pocket that 518 he had found during his journeys in the mountains. Stooping down 519 at the entryway opposite the Rowan tree, he used a small stick to 520 dig a hole and buried the acorn. Patting the earth over it, he 521 stood up. Taking one last look at the Inn, he paused as if to 522 say goodby, but instead moved off towards the road and headed 523 north towards the wilderness, and the northern pass out of the 524 valley. Maybe someday he would return, and maybe not. 525 *O* Tarn *O* 526 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 527 528 888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888888 529 .....and a happy new year!!!! 530 555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555555 531 532 No, I am not a new user and the messages were not put to the second 533 drive. I have been around to long not to know about them. Now I 534 read the new messages and see one from a very mad smerf. He is 535 going to tell on another guy because the he was childish. He let 536 people know something that they were hiding and he didn't like it. 537 So now he runs to mom and screams bloody murder. Way to act like 538 an adult, you'll be a fine one someday, someday. and a new code too! 539 I'm just thrilled to death. I just live for new codes! I got sick of 540 them about six months ago and it 541 is here again. 542 People always jumping to conclusions to answer what they can not. 543 You don't have any good reason in your mind for me entering these 544 messages and the ones on another disk. A story and a few other things, 545 no reason so you make up a few to help yourself out. I was a new 546 user who didn't understand. I do understand, that's why I am here. 547 I didn't know about a second drive. It 548 's in the help file and I already know about it. 549 I'm being childish, it may be, but I'm here and you've seen me. 550 Too late! But then again, you don't have to read this anyway, just like I don't 551 JoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshua 552 As I entered the elevator, I noticed that the Weston Benson was not immune 553 to the 13th floor phobia. I always made a note of such things, since a time in 554 the Oklahoma City Plaza Hilton... I pushed those memories from my mind; now 555 was not the time to be distracted with reminiscing on L'homme, Gaudy, and 556 that damnable Petrov. The elevator was empty, as one would expect at 3 A.M. 557 I waited for the door to close, then pressed the sequence of buttons that I 558 remembered Gaudy pushing last time we were here. Nothing happened. They must 559 have changed the combination - annoying, but not unexpected. Opening the 560 door, I hung my 'Out of Service' sign on the outside, then reclosed the door 561 and dropped my bag on the floor. Rummaging inside, I withdrew my handy-dandy 562 super-agent tool kit, and began to disassemble the elevator control panel. 563 Pulling the cover off, I surveyed the exposed multicolored spaghetti, attached 564 a jumper HERE and THERE, cut THIS and THAT, plugged this thingy over there, 565 and LO! the cage began to move downward. As it descended, I put my equipment 566 back, crammed the wires back into the panel, and replaced the cover. Now, 567 however, it would answer to MY code. 568 Last time I was here, this was the Portland branch of the NET. Since the 569 reorganization, though, I wasn't sure what I would find down there. So, as the 570 elevator began slowing, I checked my trusty Heckler & Kock VP'70Z, made 571 sure the 19-round clip was full, and stood to the side as the elevator stopped. 572 And waited. Nothing. So, this was not a regular entrance anymore, or the 573 NET was no longer here. In either case, I had best be careful. Quietly 574 reopening the control panel, I released the door lock, and slowly pried the 575 doors apart. As soon as I could see through, I scanned the room. 576 Interesting. There was a large potted plant right in front of the door! 577 Yes, not only was this not the usual entrance, it was apparently unknown. 578 Well, since I was here, I might as well take a look. There didn't seem to 579 be anyone around, and people that would overlook an elevator (albeit well 580 camouflaged), didn't worry me too much. 581 I headed down the corridor, 9 mm in hand, every sense alert for traps. 582 Voices! One of them strangely familiar... I crept forward, until I found the 583 source. To my left was a door, with a small barred window. Peering in, I saw 584 two men, one sitting, apparently being interrogated by the other, standing. 585 The inquisitor was the one who sounded familiar, and even from the back, I 586 knew who it was. A tremor ran through my body; I felt hot/cold; strange 587 thoughts ran through my head... I couldn't help myself - I opened the door 588 and stepped into the cell. As they heard me enter, they both turned and looked. 589 The seated man looked too sunk in his own misery and fear to pay much 590 attention, but the other..... He looked at me in surprise, then smiled. 591 "Joshua. So, at last you return to me. You see? You finally realize, that 592 I am your father, your life. Without me you are nothing. Isn't this true? 593 Your soul was empty; I will fill it. Come to me now, Joshua." 594 I stared at him, entranced. My gun began to droop toward the floor, and I 595 could feel my will being drowned in his, my volition sapped. But as I approached 596 him, some deep core of Self cried out in desperation, stirring in panic at 597 the thought of being lost. Louder it cried, but stronger came the pull from 598 the man facing me. My feet slowed as the struggle moved deeper into my soul. 599 Suddenly I felt Self gaining dominance, and I saw the realization reflected 600 in the eyes of my adversary. My gun lifted again, and I looked past it at the 601 too-familiar face. "Rot in Hell, Dangerfield," I breathed as I pulled the 602 trigger. A small hole appeared in his forehead, a third eye. The wall behind 603 him was suddenly splattered in red as the 135 grain hollow point expanded 604 in his brain and removed the back of his head. As the body fell, I jerked the 605 trigger five more times, convulsively. I looked back at the crimson pattern 606 on the wall, thinking morbidly that the Rorschach displayed there was 607 definitely his own personal interpretation. Coming back to reality, I realized 608 that the shots had doubtless been heard, and I had best not be around when 609 reinforcements arrived. I had not lost too much time in my daydream, though, 610 as Dangerfield's corpse was still twitching on the floor. Yes, I could hear 611 shouts now, time to get moving. Oh yes, the prisoner... any enemy of His was 612 a friend of mine. "Come on," I said, "unless you want to be here when they 613 find That?" He looked at me, undoubtedly wondering whether he'd be better off 614 with them or this madman, but finally decided to give me a try. He KNEW what 615 Their hospitality was like. Seeing he was following, I left the cell and 616 headed back toward the hidden elevator. Fortunately the noise was coming 617 from the other direction. But, as we got to the concealing shrubbery, I saw 618 chips fly from the wall, accompanied by the CRACK from behind. Pushing my 619 companion into the elevator, I managed to close the door just as I heard 620 someone cut loose with an automatic. I punched the button for the lobby, 621 then waited impatiently for the lift to reach possible safety. I now wished 622 I had stashed a car in the garage for a getaway, but I hadn't expected such a 623 need. I must be slipping.... 624 As the door opened on the lobby, I looked out, but everything was quiet; 625 they hadn't gotten there yet. We headed for the exit, trying to look casual 626 (me somewhat disheveled, him covered in bruises and dried blood!). 627 The clerk was busy trying to make the maid, so we left the building unhindered. Now, back to my apartment to get cleaned up, 628 and to find out who this pathetic looking escapee was. JoshuaJoshuaJoshuaJoshua TOTAL NUMBER OF LINES = 628