1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask... 2 ************************* INSTALLED: 14 OCT 86 ************************* 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 UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI 21 Well, I am on top. Right where the ultimate intelligence belongs... 22 23 24 UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI UI 25 26 27 Tact? Who needs tact, she's the Ultimate Intelligence. She can lead her life in 28 secure knowledge. That everyone else is pathetically wrong about religion, 29 patriotism, and finances. Who needs tact when you are so much better than every 30 other person? 31 32 Not me, anyway. 33 34 SI SI SI SI SI SI SI SI Simulated Intelligence SI SI SI SI SI SI SI SI SI SI SI 35 36 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 37 38 LOOK AT ALL THE INTELLIGENCES ON THIS BOARD!!! (I WONDER WHO IS NEXT?) ONLY 39 TIME WILL TELL! 40 41 THE (ALMOST) ULTIMATE INTELLIGENCE! 42 43 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 44 45 46 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& 47 LOOK FOLKS, THE ULTIMATE INTELLIGENCE IS BELONGS ON TOP. HE'S A TOPMAN! 48 OH, GROSS............ 49 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& 50 51 WHO CARES? 52 QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ(You do, and you know it!)QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ 53 54 55 56 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ 57 TALES OF ROGER GUTS, P.I. 58 59 6:12pm. 60 I had gathered the four of them together in Og's room. Chez was on the 61 recliner in the corner, biting his nails. Hookie was on a barstool, pouring 62 himself whatever wasn't nailed down. Rommel sat on the couch, using Og 63 as a footstool. 64 "Where's Aspen? I wanted him here as well." 65 Chez stopped his nail-biting long enough to answer me. "He's in the 66 hospital. One of those cigarettes finally got him, and he set himself on 67 fire with it. Superficial burns, though, he should be back in no time." 68 "Look, what's this all about, Guts? We've got a show in less than three 69 hours. Have you caught the killer yet?" 70 "Not yet, Rommel, but I'm getting very close." 71 "Oh, come on, man, you've had all day! When are you going to..." 72 His eyes locked on to the apple resting in my hand. As I started tossing 73 it up and down, the other two sat up and followed it with their eyes. 74 It was Chez who broke the silence. "Hey, be careful with that. Can't 75 those things explode or something?" 76 "Well, I hadn't heard of that happening, but I have recently discovered 77 that apples are excellent memory aids." 78 Hookie put down his glass. "So, you figured it out. Well, I'm glad. I, 79 for one, am tired of living this lie." 80 Rommel slumped back on the couch. "So what happens, now? You blackmail 81 us to keep quiet?" 82 "Now that hurts. Don't you understand what's going on? You start using 83 some long-forgotten songs that were never recorded or copyrighted, make 84 a fortune with them, and suddenly somebody's trying to kill you. Find the 85 original songwriter, and you've found someone with a motive!" 86 "You mean that one of those singers from Apple records is after us?" 87 "Right. Figure out which one it is, and you've got you're killer. Do you 88 know the writer's name?" 89 "No, but we can find out." Chez leapt from his chair, snatched the 90 apple from my hand, and stuck it in Og's face. "Mr. Hanson, you were 91 telling us about the auditions this morning." 92 As Og gazed into the apple, his expression changed. He suddenly realized 93 he was down on all fours, with Rommel's feet on his back. He stood up, and 94 angrily brushed Rommel off him. "Mr. Starr, I've asked you before to keep 95 your feet off of me!" 96 Chez grabbed his shoulders. "Never mind that now, Hanson. I've got to 97 know the names of the people you auditioned this morning." 98 "All of them, Mr. Lennon?" 99 "All you can remember, Hanson." 100 "Well, let's see...Jimmy Jason, Melinda Baker, a group called the Woof's, 101 Allister and the Roos,..." 102 Click! 103 "From Australia?" 104 "Why, yes, Mr. McCartney, I believe so. Have you heard of them?" 105 "Allister's first name is Gordon?" 106 "That's right." 107 "Describe him." 108 "Oh...well, let's see, tall, a bit thin, muscular, great tan, early 109 wenties..." 110 "My, God, it's him! Our own roadie is out to get us!" 111 "Blimey, what did I say?" 112 "Never mind, Hanson. Here, have an apple." 113 "Oh, thanks." He bit it, dropped it, and slumped to the couch, that faraway 114 look back in his eyes. 115 "Gentleman, we've got a problem. We're up against a guy who knows his 116 way inside-out through a concert tour. He's got complete access to every 117 aspect of the concert, and has probably already laid out all kinds of traps 118 for you from here to the Hollywood Bowl. He'll stop at nothing to keep you 119 from making that show." 120 "Swell. When do we leave?" 121 "You mean you want to go through with this?" 122 "Why not? You're here, aren't you? You'll protect us. Or you won't get paid." 123 "Ok, guys, but remember one thing - in a rock concert, no one can hear you 124 scream." 125 "Big deal", mumbled Hookie, "they usually can't hear us sing, either." 126 "Well, if we're going, let's go. We should have been on our way there 127 ten minutes ago. Hookie, you get Og's feet. Rommel and I will carry the 128 other end. Lead the way, Guts." 129 As the three of them struggled to pick up their drummer, I checked my 130 ammo clips. Then I slipped over to the door, peeked up and down the hall, 131 and motioned the others to follow me. 132 We made it safely to the back stairs, and quickly stumbled down 14 floors 133 to the garage. I moved in first, ducking behind cars, until the band's limo 134 was in sight. As we started to get up to make a run for the car, we were all 135 suddenly thrown back as it exploded. 136 "Damn!", cried Rommel, "My favorite shades were in there!" 137 I smiled at him. "Well, what are you waiting for? Go in there and get them!" 138 "So, what now, Guts? What do we use for wheels?" 139 "This could be more dangerous than I thought, Chez. We may have to take 140 a cab." 141 142 TO BE CONCLUDED... 143 144 @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ RG @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ 145 146 WHO CARES? 147 YOUR MAMA (GO AHEAD, PROVE ME WRONG) 148 149 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * K * H * * * * * * * 150 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * AW * * * * * * * 151 152 Great story! Keep up the good work, and hope to see more soon... 153 154 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * K * H * * * * * * * 155 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * W * * * * * * * 156 157 The PCjr kid was here. 158 THE CARE BEARS CARE! 159 WHAT A BUNCH OF PATHETIC PARROT POOP! 160 Same to you jerk. 161 162 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 163 It wasn't a particularly unusual knife, it wasn't too long, nor 164 was it too short. The craftsman who designed it knew his trade 165 well, for it's perfect balance caused it to fit in the hand as if 166 it were a part of it, an extension of being. The knife had seen 167 much use, and the small pockets of rust here and there showed 168 that it was not treated extremely well during those years of use. 169 Yet it was well oiled, so there wasn't complete neglect. It was 170 simply a knife that one doesn't think about, it is there when you 171 need it, and when done it gets thrown in the drawer or box until 172 next time. And yet this belied its strength and power, for there 173 were other knives to be used, yet this was the one that is picked 174 up. There was no nonsense about this knife. A common pair of 175 brass rivits clamped the wooden handle to the forged carbon steel 176 blade. Each time I pick it up I'm amazed at how well it fits. It 177 was ment to be in the hand, not hidden away in some drawer or 178 box. The way the fingers curled over the wood, and the thumb over 179 the hilt, it was a perfect fit, a union of flesh and steel. 180 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX 181 182 {+|+} <182> 861015^2334 183 WHO CARES? 184 ***********************THE PHANTOM OF BACKWATER*************************** 185 TESTAISTHIS 186 Well? convinced? 187 _________________________________Leonard__________________________________ 188 Where am I? It's very dark in here and I can't see a thing. 189 YOU ARE DEAD... 190 What a pile of pathetic, putrescent, pusalliminous parrot poop. 191 192 193 194 195 << 861016^2331 ! 198 199 GNARLY 200 LEONARD, 201 THAT 202 WAS 203 204 GNARLYWASTHATLEON 205 206 207 208 209 210  211 THAT WAS REAL GNARLY 212 LEONA 213 _AARD 214 215 216 217 218 219 I'm much better at receiving vt-100 than transmitting. 220 Yes, that was neat, Leonard. Real neatly!!! 221 [][][][][][][][ 222 223  224 }HELLO~~~~~     225 AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI 226 227 You had to ask! I'm here! Artificial Intelligence! 228 229 AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI AI 230 ____10/17/86__________________JD 2446721.5733_________18:45:39_PDT_________ 231 vt-100 is much easier with a kyboard eyboard that is set 232 up with the proper cursor keys. 233 ?????????????????guess who?????????????????????????????????????????????????????? 234 ****** 235 ****** 236 ****** 237 ****** 238 ****** 239 ****** 240 ******************* 241 ******************* 242 ***** 243 ***** 244 245 DIE SCUMS 246 247 248 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ 249 'EY! LEFTY! HADDA CHANCE TO CRUIZE 250 BY DIS MARNIN AND YER PLACE KINDA 251 LOOKED ABANDONT--WELL, LITES ON 252 BUT NOBODY HOME--ER SOMTIN. WAT 253 GIVES? DIDJER CAR CRASH? FINGERS 254 $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ 255 256 No, I'm connot convinced, after all, 257 you could have hand coded all that. I know you![ 258 259 you know who 260 ................................................................................................................................261 hmmmm., How should I convince you? Mike would know, if he's seen me key this stuff in. 262 maybe this will help?[Ci263 [@[@[@[@[@[@[@[@ by hand 264 oh well. 265 ___________________________________________________________Leonard______________________________________________________________266 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. 267 Please excuse my gripe, but some of us don't have a vt-100, and dislike 268 trying to read thru all that control character mess. But then, I'm 269 a grouch at this time of any Saturday morning... 270 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu 271 Hello out there!! I'm new to the system.Anyone got any really great BBS numbers? 272 The Weasel 273 *> 274 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Milchlurk, October 19 @ 12:04am 275 ::::::O O:::::10/19::::::::::voyeurlurk::::::::::12:43::::::::O O::::::::::::::: 276 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * K * H * * * * 277 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * W * * * * 278 279 Is this place even worth lurking in anymore??? Methinks the (B)B.S. is 280 almost intolerable. YUK. Well, for all it's worth... 281 282 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * U R * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * K * H * * * * 283 * * * * * * * * * * * * * L * K * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * W * * * * 284 285 Sorry 'bout that Emu... 286 ____10/19/86__________Leonard_JD 2446723.3950_________14:28:55_PDT_________ 287 Well K W H, your opinion carries very little weight around here, so we will 288 ignore your accusations of Bovine Manure and continue on with reading the 289 BBS, for all it is worth, as you say. 290 291 Just sign me Tired of two line comments surrounded top and bottom by three 292 line borders! 293 294 ============================================================================= 295 296 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' 297 She touched his knee with her hand and said, "Speak to me." 298 At first he couldn't look her in the eyes. He felt embarrassed by it all, 299 and humility was the only way he knew to express it. Still without looking up, 300 he did speak. 301 "The dreams are visions to my different age. Without them, my life here 302 would be so empty. Some call it escapism. I call it survival." 303 She touched his face. A slight pause, then he looked up, into her eyes. 304 Eyes with an inner fire, two suns, almost blinding to gaze upon, yet the 305 longing overpowered the pain. He looked deeper. 306 "Your eyes. They seem to glow from within. Are you..." 307 She silenced him with another touch, to his lips. 308 "Speak no more. You have told me what I needed to know. Now quiet. Relax. 309 Lie down. Think about what you have said about dreams. I will return 310 tomorrow and we will speak of your different age again." 311 She left, her gown making swishing noises as the strips of glittering 312 cloth intermingl with her long legs. He watched her leave. He did not 313 rise from his berth. While metal and not very comfortable, it was the most 314 secure thing in his cabin, on a ship, hurtling from star to star. 315 '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 316 317 CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT 318 Shadows gathered around her campsite like watchosts conjured up 319 by some solitary witch or woodsprite made anxious by this strange visitor, 320 she with her sword lying unsheathed across her knees, clad in leather and 321 steel, bloodstained. Her hair was a fiery corona, putting the small dim 322 tongues of her fire to shame. The light ran along the blade she held, 323 shaped hollows on her face, her throat, glinted on the chain there. 324 Now and again she glanced up at the encircling shadows, disturbed 325 by her sense of being watched, unwilling to admit to fear among trees she 326 had known as a child. These were her woods, and if any spirits haunted 327 them, they ought by rights to welcome her, Siri Tieslin AvCaerdith come 328 home. 329 Home. Her eyes fell to the sword. Blinded momentarily by the flash 330 as it shifted in her grip, she saw the beginnings of vision on her eyelids. 331 The blade bit into her palms as her hands tightened in protest. Not now, 332 now again-- The blue sky flung itself from horizon to horizon, gleamed 333 rose and gold with the rising of the sun. On the hills beacons flamed 334 and died. And on the hill shaped like a burial mound a red-haired woman 335 rode a black horse, and the dark shapes of hounds coursed before her. 336 The hunted shrank into a hollow in the grass, tiny, black-haired child 337 with fearful eyes watching the approach of his death. 338 "No!" Tieslin flung her sword away. It scattered dirt and leaves 339 in its passage. She bowed her head onto her arms, shaking. 340 This had brought her home to ruined Caerdithas, sent her running 341 for her last refuge as the hounds of her visions sent the boy into 342 flight. She uncurled on hand, regarded the thin lines of welling 343 red blood. Ill luck, Rall would have said dourly; Rall with his 344 bird-feather charms and carved bone luck pieces rattling from helm 345 and neck and wrists-- how he could fight anything with all that jewelry 346 on--But Rall's luck kept him safe. Tieslin smiled, raising her head. 347 She touched a finger to the single jewel on her chain. 348 For luck, Rall told her. Even a heathen should carry some luck with 349 her. 350 For a heathen, you're generous with your luck, Tieslin retorted. 351 The Lady's not exactly an Adherent to the Doctrine, Rall grinned. 352 Thinking of Rall made the shadows seem less threatening. They were 353 only shadows, after all, cast by the firelight, blown by the breeze that 354 stirred the branches overhead. Tieslin curled up on the dirt, with 355 her face on her arm turned toward the fire. In the morning, Caerdithas. 356 357 CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT CAT 358 DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOGDOGDOG 359  360 DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG 361  DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG DOG 362 SEPARATION 363 364 Your absence has gone through me 365 Like thread through a needle. 366 Everything I do is stitched with its color. 367 368 ++++++++++++++++++++++++ 369 +++++++oops sorry+++++lurk+++++++++++++++++++++++Darbon+++++++++++++++++++++++++ 370 =+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+= 371 372 KMA 373 374 375 ************* 376 *Triple Five* 377 * Was Here! * 378 ************* 379 380 =+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+= 381 382 ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' 383 384 I am the Master, and you will obey ME! You will call the Club Plaza BBS and 385 participate in the upcoming Doctor Who SIG. You will also participate in the 386 Star Trek game. If you have any questions leave them at The Club Plaza BBS and 387 address them to "The Master" co-sysop of the Doctor Who SIG. 388 389 390 The Club Plaza BBS 391 248-xxxx (24 hours) 392 Star Trek game 393 On-line Games 394 up and downloads 395 Doctor Who SIG 396 397 The Master 398 399 ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' 400 401 402 403 404 WHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHO 405 YES, INDEED! I **DO** CARE... 406 WHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHO 407 Dear Chaps: I do hope you will call the 408 plaza, and participate in the Dr. Who 409 SIG. I do need help in my fight against 410 the Master. He must not be allowed to 411 take over the Universe. So please call 412 and enjoy yourselves. 413 414 The Doctor... 415 416 417 BOY THIS IS GREAT STUFF. I CAN'T GET 418 ENOUGH OF IT. I WISH I HAD A GREAT 419 SENSE OF HUMOR, TOO! 420 ____10/20/86__________________JD 2446724.5574_________18:22:44_PDT_________ 421 <<:******* Just passing by ************GDM******************:>> 422 =========================================================================== 423 424 =+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+= 425 426 MR. 999 ARE YOU 10-8?? 427 428 429 ************* 430 *Triple Five* 431 * Was Here! * 432 ************* 433 434 =+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+==+-+= 435 436 437 ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? 438 439 adric here, I'm not very happy.I am A: 440 441 grounded.No voice phone calls, no masswise travel. 442 443 I am also B: suffering from three or four busted 444 ribs.not fun.When you are twenty feet up a tree, 445 your father makes you cut a branch in an unsafe 446 place, and you suddenly descend to the fifteen- 447 foot level and halt "cos a cut branch lodges in 448 your sternum, you wish that the Einsteinian 449 geometric dialation of space surrounding mass 450 that we call gravity would go for a swift walk. 451 452 453 So, overall, I'm really cheerful.Ah Well, I guess that 454 3:30 undSunday morning was a little late, but to be gated thus for an indefinate 455 period of time up to six months seems a trifle ridiculous.... 456 (Oh yeah, I'm also not allowed to pilot our barely spaceworthy jalopy either) 457 458 Contemplating the nature of justice versus the nature of 459 parental punishment, plus my naval.... 460 461 Adric. 462 463 ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? 464 465 466 (.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.) 467 (I think that the lisp class (that I am taking) (this quarter) is getting to me) 468 (.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. 'Emu) 469 if takingtoomuchlithp(emu) 470 then 471 begin 472 emuusestoomanyparenthesis := tre; 473 emushouldusepascaloften := true; (* ??? *) 474 writeln ('slack off the parenthesis!!!') 475 end 476 else 477 emuokay := true 478 end. 479 (* Note: I will also translate this into C!, Fortran '77, Modula-2, BASIC 480 or assembly language (specify processor) *) 481 482 WHO CARES? 483 OK, Emu, let's see it in BAL (IBM 360/370 assembler). I'll even grant you 484 the PUT macro. 485 a 'friend of a friend'? 486 MCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMC 487 Hey Triple five, you still broadcasting from your closet? 488 Don't let any live wires fall into that yellow stuff on the floor. 489 Wouldn'T want to do us all a favor, would you? 490 MCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMC MC MCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMCMC 491 ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZip it, turkey!!! 492 .-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-. 493 ok Emu , lets see it in 9900 assembler(ti99/a) 494 adric : can you send mail(usp)if so my add. is 4903`4 ne 24 495 portland or. 97211/i like your uploads here/ 496 cat:good up load!i want more!!!!(if you are who i thnik you are then you 497 should have 400 lines of it ) 498 adric :that is 4904 (it is 5am)i want to talk to you but with no phone 499 we will have to send mail/i am on a bbs (239-xxxx)if you want to send me 500 mail/take care/it hurt me when you killed your self/i care 501 prince dragon 502 .-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-.-=-. 503 504 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ (by the USENET) 505 I would like to know from which newsgroup within the USENET's great 506 scheme of things the "ROGER GUTS, P.I." story is coming from. I don't 507 recall who was writing it, but I think the guy is in California. 508 Could the person UPLOADING the RG-PI material let me know where I 509 originally saw it since I missed the first chapters (currently around 510 chapter nine and trying to catch up). 511 Mail all responces via UUCP, care of your favorite site to: 512 513 ..tektronix!reed!percival!guardian Thank you. 514 515 ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ --->the Guardian (xxx:07) 516 (any empty room will do) 517 to emu, leonard, adric, and the guardian: 518 thank you so much for calling The Club Plaza BBS. 519 I am indeed honored by your calls. 520 The Master 521 Testing the GVC 1200 modem on BW. Available at your local retail store, only 522 $139.95. None of this Avatex plastic stuff. 523 WHO CARES? 524 Drop the $.95 and we have a deal!! 525 Master: I have *never* called the Club Plaza BBS!!!!! Check with me on Blue 526 Parrot or 3CPU (the only systems I call that support private mail). I'm going 527 to check out your board after I get off of here, but obviously if you have 528 passwords I won't be able to. 529 ____10/21/86__________Leonard_JD 2446725.5745_________18:47:22_PDT_________ 530 *******************lurkusmodious***hmmm******kathyD*************************** 531 I think that the schain of command in this country needs to be broken...... 532 Queezy 533 534 stop 535 help 536 quit 537 that story was a waste of time so there i care ..... 538 Queezy 539 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' 540 He dreamt about her. They sat amidst joyous townfolk in a village square on 541 old earth. Harvest time was time for celebration, and the village and its people 542 put on their best. They sat in a small cafe', casting carefree glances at 543 passing celebrants, then longing glances at each other. The happiness in the 544 air tickled their tongues. 545 She spoke a silky whisper, its rising and falling taking his imagination to 546 new highs. Her voice was music and more, a food for hungry men in search of 547 manna. 548 "This place is wonderful, but we can not stay forever." 549 Holding her eyes with his, he replied in his own soft voice. 550 "Forever isn't so long, nor is it so bad. Why can't we stay?" 551 Her face changed from a playful smile to earnest consideration. 552 "You know why. There is no point in discussing it. We can't change anything 553 with talk. We must leave, sooner now because of your words." 554 ...you words, he thought. Have I said something wrong? 555 "You are right, of course, forgive my weakness. I am enchanted, and don't 556 wish to end this state." 557 Her eyes searched in his own, small wrinkles appearing near their corners. 558 "You don't need to apologize. Let us depart. Our paths must continue to 559 move forward. Destiny and fate, muses and prophets, must never be kept waiting." 560 She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. It burned with the fire 561 of ecstasy unlike anything he had felt before. He turned his face in hopes of 562 more, but she was already standing, looking out across the square. She did not 563 see his attempt. 564 They walked across the street to the boarding house they had stayed in the 565 past two weeks. It's white washed picket fence surrounding the entire structure 566 like the web of a spider surrounding its insect prey. He stopped before she 567 could open the white gate and enter the yard. He was afraid. A chill ran down 568 and up his spine. He froze in place, eyes intent on the gate her hand rested 569 on. She looked at him and pulled on his left hand with her other hand. He did 570 not move, nor did he remove his stare. He could not move. 571 "Come on. We must hurry. This is no time to stop." She urged him with 572 her voice. 573 He could not speak. 574 "Now!" Her voice became more insistent. 575 Nothing. He was not there. The white and the fence and the house and 576 the town swallowed him up. She stood alone. The gate was open. 577 He awoke to soaking sheets and the buzz of the ship's claxon. More 578 gravity soon, and planetfall. 579 580 '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 581 *#%@%@^*$$*$*@*%*^(^)#^*$^_)*^)!_)*~)_$*_)#^*#(@+_^(@|(^@^*_))*!_$*!_%*_)%(!_(!^@*!_)^&@^&_)!%!(%+@#*_^_*!_)%(%(@_^&@)*@ 582 Mikey: Plans for meeting still a go? I'll be bringing the quiche. 583 Guardian: The PI isn't an original? I haven't gotten to that newsgroup yet. I 584 thought perhaps that was one of our favorite-other detective/spy writers. Oh 585 well, just another Compuserve-like posting. 586 Voyeur: Nirvana eh? Any chance of certain people ever getting out of there? 587 Leonard: You and your VT100. Now look at what you have started. CATS and DOGS 588 are fighting over line space. Tsk. We'll have to speak to the Group Of 589 Directors about this. 590 Milch: So what's keeping you busy these days. Are you really programming 650x for smart-airplane wheel stops these 591 days? Sorry, that was an easy one I should have passed up. In the meantime, keep working on those assembly sound 592 routines. Are you developing on the 64 or are you (I hope) cross compiling? Like VAX to C64? Ya, that's the ticket. 593 kathyd: I hope your presence continues as well as your writing. Any chance of convincing a certain $$$ person to log in 594 as well? 595 *%_@*%)#*_^&_!)%&_!)%&_@#^*)*#%&)* L'homme sans Parity *%_*@)%*)%!_%*!_%*!%_!^&@_*@%(_)(%%(+__%(@*@&^&*%@&@^*@*_*~_)$*$( 596 597 ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZarf! 598 WHO CARES? 599 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 600 L'homme: I'm working on A) a digital sound data to SID register converter, 601 B) Hi-res dump to about a dozen different printers, and C) Revison II of the 602 Eye-Scan software. Oh yeah. I go to university classes, too. 603 No cross-compiling as yet, hopefully in a month or so I'll quit 6510 and do 604 68000 (Amiga!). Right now I'm hip deep in source code at my room (I'm back in 605 Portland again, this time the Ondine building with another person). 606 Just enough time left in a day to lurk... 607 +++++++++++ Milchar ++++ October 22, 1986 at 2:06am ++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 608 snore pie with yawn sauce. 609 610 611 WHO CARES? 612 (&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&) 613 what the hell is snore pie and yawn sauce? 614 Falcon 615 (&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&)(&) 616 NO! 617 :::::::O O::::::10/22::::::::::voyeur:::::::::::18:49:::::::::O O::::::::::::::: TOTAL NUMBER OF LINES = 617