NUMBER OF LINES: 999 001=Usr:0 Null User 06/30/87 20:34 Msg:0 Call:0 Lines:19 1$If you are in need of help, you need but ask... 2$************************* INSTALLED: 12 FEB 89 *************************** 3$Welcome to BWMS II (BackWater Message System II) Mike Day System operator 4$************************************************************************** 5$GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS II IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION 6$ PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM. 7$BWMS II was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS II is a privately 8$owned and operated system which is currently open for use by the general 9$public. No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the 10$system is privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all 11$messages which I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the 12$system, it will be periodically purged of messages (only 999 lines of data 13$can be saved). To leave a message, type 'ENTER'. Use ctrl/C to get out 14$the ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering 15$the message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to 16$replace the line. To exit from the system, type 'BYE' then hang up. 17$Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system. 18$************************************************************************** 19$ 002=Usr:1 CISTOP MIKEY 02/12/89 19:37 Msg:3119 Call:18441 Lines:3 20 If you want work well done, select a busy man: 21 the other kind has no time. -- Elbert Hubbard 22 ************************************************************ 003=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/12/89 20:28 Msg:3120 Call:18442 Lines:76 23 &*&*&*&*'s 24 Well, looks like I made it to the top. Vision, I liked your poetry on the 25 dragon. Has an optomistic air to it. You know your already ahead of me on 26 the total messages/calls column on the dragon. Gee, I'm going to have to 27 ty to think of somthing to post over there! :-) 28 29 to the story I guess. 30 31 "I had thought I heard the sounds of Elves as my men and I approached this 32 road house. How did you come to know there ways so well?" Sir Alex asked 33 Moric. 34 35 "I am the last of my line. There was many years ago a town established on 36 the border of the Elven woods. My great grandparents settled there along 37 with many others. This town acted as a trading post between the Elves and 38 the lands of man. It was not at all uncommon for there to be several elves 39 living in the village in those days." Moric paused staring into the fire. 40 41 "Then during the days of my fathers youth a great war started amoungst the 42 Humen kingdoms that surrounded the forest. The village stayed neutral in all 43 of this and the Elves as they are wont to do took little interest. 44 It was a long and cruel war. 15 years it lasted according to the Elves. 45 Trade suffered greatly and one by one the people of the village left as 46 they watched their livelihood slowly slipping away. 47 " 48 49 "By the time the war was over only my father and I remained." 50 51 "And what of your mother?" Asked Sir Alex. 52 53 "I don't know, my father would never say. I have very vague memories of her, 54 But I'm not sure that they are more then my longings taking on a phantom 55 form that has no basis in fact." 56 57 "I see. Why did your father chose to stay." 58 59 "He told me that he'd rather live amoungst the Elves. He loved Elven Music, 60 Dances and song. He was very well respected amoungst them." 61 62 "But what of you? wasn't it cruel to force you to live away from all of 63 humenkind?" 64 65 "I was not forced, I chose to stay. All the family I had was my father. 66 When he died the Elves took me in. " 67 68 "And so now you've decided to see the world?" 69 70 "Yes, Things move so slowly in the forrest.." He answered wistfully. 71 72 "I know of many of the events you speak of. I myself fought in the great 73 war when I was not much older then you. I was lucky enough to come in at 74 the end of that ugly time." 75 76 "Sir everything is in place and we have set up a watch." one of sir 77 Alex's retainers inserted into the lull. 78 79 "Very good, We'll be leaving soon after dawn. Be sure everyone knows that." 80 81 "Yes sir." He replied walking towards the door. 82 83 "We are going to the city of borant, You are welcome to accompany us if you 84 wish." 85 86 Moric thought for a moment... "I would be hounered, but I have no horse, 87 and little knowledge in the proper handling of them." 88 89 "We have some extras, and the best way to learn is to do. You are good 90 with that bow?" 91 92 "I have some skill in it." 93 94 "good, we may have need of it before this trip is done." 95 96 An Astral Dreamer (Off at 9:21 pm 2-12-89) 97 &*&*&*&*'s 98 004=Usr:113 James Of Cassand 02/12/89 22:15 Msg:3121 Call:18447 Lines:2 99 It is to silent here. There is I think a need to enter things here soon. 100 005=Usr:272 Talos 02/12/89 23:33 Msg:3122 Call:18448 Lines:33 101 <*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*> 102 Well, we just started a new disk. Give us a break. 103 104 105 "Then you realize that we can't allow you leave here until we debreif you and 106 find out if you can be trusted." said the Admiral. 107 "Actually, I planned on going home and changing into someniver looking 108 clothing and heading for a bar." 109 "Are you mad!" shouted Lt. Commander Lionel from the end of the table. 110 Lionel was a short man with balding hair and the redness rising in his face 111 highlighted his hairline. 112 "Actually I'm quite bored." 113 "Now listen young man," started the Admiral. 114 "Walter, I think perhaps we should hear him out. said Commodore Kiefer. 115 "And why should we do that?" replied the Admiral. 116 "Because this man is Casey Vila, Supervisor for America's O.R.C., the 117 Oceanographic Research Center, and son of Senator James Vila." 118 "Shit!" muttered Lionel. 119 "Alright Mr. Vila, I do believe you have the floor." Bass said with Ice cold 120 tones and glare. 121 "Well, considering the log book from the submarine Nikko lost over a month 122 ago and the diary of the Captain Jettisoned in that container suggest to me 123 that the submarine was lost under less than normal circumstances. And, 124 considering my placement in this operation, I suppose you'll contact my 125 superiors and demand that I be 'loaned' to you to find the submarine. Am I 126 close gentlemen?" said Vila with a half smirk on his face. 127 "It's a start, Mr. Vila. For now let's just found out what else you know and 128 why." 129 130 To be continued (deja vu!) 131 132 Talos Valheru 133 <*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*> 006=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/13/89 12:41 Msg:3123 Call:18460 Lines:6 134 &*&*&*&*'s 135 Here I lurked at 1:10 pm 2/13/89 136 137 An Astral Dreamer 138 &*&*&*&*'s 139 008=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/13/89 15:27 Msg:3125 Call:18465 Lines:16 141 _____________________________T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N___________________________ 142 Hello everyone! AD, I'm glad you liked the poem. How do you know I'm so 143 ahead on messages/calls? Is there a way to see those statistics on the 144 Dragon? Your story is shaping up very nicely. Talos, your story is coming 145 along very well also. I'm sorry I have to break the tradition but I can't 146 do any of my story right now, I have too much homework. It's pretty dumb 147 anyway. Congrats on the top position AD!! Well, I guess for now that's 148 all I want to say. 149 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 150 151 Later......at (4:03pm 2/13/89) 152 Sould I put the time anymore? 153 154 A D M A D E T H E T O P !!! 155 Over and out... 156 __T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N___ 009=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/13/89 17:05 Msg:3126 Call:18467 Lines:11 157 158 _____________________________T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N___________________________ 159 Here I am, back on again at 5:38. I'm bored and I don't feel like doing 160 my homework, I can just get it done during class tomorrow. I called in 161 hoping that AD had stopped by, but apparently not. Well, I'll be back 162 later to check on the situation. For now, later..............Lurklurklurk. 163 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 164 165 Lurk.....at (5:39pm 2/13/89) 166 167 ___T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N__ 010=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/13/89 18:32 Msg:3127 Call:18469 Lines:10 168 &*&*&*&*'s 169 170 Hello all, 171 not much to say right now. I guess you could call this and extended lurk. 172 173 Lurk, Lurk, Lurk. 174 175 An Astral Dreamer 176 &*&*&*&*'s 177 011=Usr:178 terri bates 02/13/89 20:14 Msg:3128 Call:18472 Lines:25 178 ( * ( * ( * ( * ( * ( * ( * ( * muse * ) * ) * ) * ) * ) * ) * ) * ) * 179 thanx for remembering me guys. i guess i forgot to read messages. 180 love those story lines, fellas. keep it up, and Vision, there's no 181 such thing as a stupid first story. Keep trying. 182 ........................ 183 (The screqam of an angry electron tore thru the air and nearly put 184 Cara on the floor.) 185 "AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH!" She moaned, reaching over to hit the 186 magic button that killed the alarm. "...most stupid machine..."she 187 bumped the clock onto the floor and pulled the blankets back up around 188 her neck. 189 "BAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGH!??!!!" screamed the clock. and Cara replied 190 with a startled scream az she flopped over onto her stomach in effort 191 to hit the snoze alarm again. This time she picked up the cursed 192 box and set it on her bed--well within reach. 193 8 minutes later, she dragged herself from her doze, and shut the alarm 194 off all together, along with the blanket. Since it was the only heat 195 source in the room, she'd have to go stand in front of the living room 196 heater to keep warm. 197 "One of these days" she muttered as she pulled on a rumpled robe, 198 "one of these days I'll throw that damned clock away forever." She 199 gently picked her way thru the variety of garboge strewn liberally across 200 the bedroom floor, and poked her head ot the door. 201 .................. 202 t b c 012=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/13/89 20:31 Msg:3129 Call:18473 Lines:17 203 &*&*&*&*'s 204 205 Well, Things just keep getting better around here. Good to see you muse. 206 207 Vision, There is a function that allows you to see those statistics on The 208 Dragon, But I think it is basicly only accesable to people who have made 209 donations. I seem to be moving slowly down. I was 53 the last time I looked. 210 211 I agree, there is no such thing as a bad first story. I've been writting on 212 and off (Mostly off.) For about 9 years now. And still about 2/3's of 213 what I produce is garbage. It's the other third that keeps me going. 214 215 Practice might not make perfect, But it certainly makes better. 216 217 An Astral Dreamer 218 &*&*&*&*'s (Oh, it's 9pm 2/13/89) 219 013=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/13/89 20:48 Msg:3130 Call:18475 Lines:13 220 ___________________________T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N___________________________ 221 Thanks for the advice Muse and AD. Muse, your story is great!! I really 222 like the way you write. Hmmm, Oh I heard "Stand" again today AD, I love 223 that song -- It's killer! I just might have to donate to the Dragon.... 224 For now that's it because I'm going to do homework at the last minute. I 225 will probably begin a new story within the next couple days, the old one 226 isn't going to work out (I don't think). Well, bye until tomorrow or 227 maybe later on tonight! Later AD. 228 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 229 230 Later.....................................................9:23pm 2/13/89 231 232 __Y_O_U__K_N_O_W__W_H_O__ 014=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/13/89 22:23 Msg:3131 Call:18478 Lines:16 233 &*&*&*&*'s 234 235 Well, I'm going to try to upload the next part of my story. I've heard 236 that backwater is real obnoxiose about this sort of thing so you 237 may see some garbage after this line. 238 Arggh, as I thought it does not seem to work. I'll try to fix the file 239 and make another try tommorow. 240 241 Oh, I found out that the room # command is brocken. 242 243 An Astral Dreamer (11:00pm 2/13/89) 244 245 &*&*&*&*'s 246 247 test test test test test fjlksajflksajfdlkdsajflkdsajflkdsajflkdsafjdsalkfjdsa 248@ 015=Usr:113 James Of Cassand 02/13/89 23:32 Msg:3132 Call:18481 Lines:4 249 250 A world in termoil. And yet there is hope. I would think that there will 251 always be. 252 016=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/13/89 23:38 Msg:3133 Call:18482 Lines:30 253 ___________________________T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N_____________________________ 254 AD, the ROom # command is not broken! I just tried it and it works! Maybe 255 Mike read what you said and fixed it! Oh, well, no B I G deal anyway. Hmm, 256 not much to say is there...I got my homework done!! Yea! I really care, 257 and I bet U do 2. Well, well, time for bed I guess. AD, you must stay up 258 late all the time...I'm like that too...I stay up R E A L late all the 259 time but then regret it later when I'm tired during class. But I am quite 260 the "late person". I must get to bed now, however, because I do have to 261 go to school tomorrow (school is a pile of ****), well it's ok I guess, 262 a social situation that is pretty fun. I mean, what would I be doing if 263 I wasn't in school?? Don't ask me, probably dodging traffic in the 264 freeway and getting hit. I guess that little excitement wouldn't last for 265 long. Am I rambling? At least when AD rambles it's interesting. When I 266 ramble it's boring! Well, then, I will relieve you of having to read this 267 any further. By the way, where's Kaitlyn? Where's Kurfur? Hmmm strange, 268 Kurfur comes back strong and then leaves again (pop goes the modem!), & 269 Kaitlyn comes back all cheery too but then leaves again (pop goes...??) 270 Well, bye for tonight, until tomorrow....Hmmm IT IS TOMORROW well bye 271 until later T o d a y, then. G'night everyone...............later AD. 272 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 273 274 Later................................................at (12:18am 2/14/89) 275 276 Sleep, those little slices 277 of death. How I loathe them. 278 279 -- Edgar Allan Poe 280 281 ____T_H_E___V_I_S_I_O_N_____ 282 I AM GOING TO SLEEP 017=Usr:498 Hagbard Celine , 02/14/89 03:10 Msg:3134 Call:18487 Lines:100 283 284 {} 285 286 I Lurketh brithkly apon thy dithk... 287 288 * * 289 290 Most of what I write is impromptu - that is, very short, and very 291 short-lived. The EnvironSuit, and The Man, were both short ideas that 292 I had but could not put into drawing, nor on paper, so I wrote them down 293 for me to share with others. Methinks some story lurks inside my 294 little nogin, waiting to explode forth like pus. Yech, that was 295 graphic - let's try again... 296 297 * * * 298 299 HRONK-HRONK-HRONK-HRONK-HRONK-HRONK-HRONK-HRONK-HRONK-HRONK-HRONK- 300 -HRONK-HRONK-HRONK-HRONK * B A M * beep. 301 302 "um." 303 304 I turned over. 305 306 beep.....beep.....beep.....beep.....beep * WHAP * 307 308 "uh...um." I turned back to where I was. An eyelid opened to 309 behold my clock's little LED's blareing at me like the eyes of 310 some creature from the dark. "oh." I thought for a moment that it might 311 be upset for hitting it twice. "Oh." I finally woke up from my 312 half-dream. It was cold - probably 40 degrees in the room - and the 313 warm, soft, heavy blankets clung to me, begging me to stay, to never 314 leave that spot of comfort. But I had the unfortuneate knowledge 315 of being born with a functional mind, which reminded myself that 316 I had to get up, reguardless. I kicked a leg off of the side, 317 sh*t, it was cold! - and sat up in bed. YAHhh...it was COLD. 318 Making a quick bolt for the robe, I donned it in record time, waiting 319 for the heat of my own body to turn the garnment into a mobile place 320 of comfort. Stepping into the house proper, my robe finally stopped 321 giving me the cold goose, and warmed up. 322 323 Breakfast. No - bathroom. Which first? "Give before you take," 324 so the bathroom it was...and relief. Funny, how the bathroom never 325 seems as cold as the rest of the house. Even when you're sitting, 326 and you basically have nothing on (because you just got up), you're still 327 not as cold as you were that first moment you sat up in bed. 328 329 Six minutes and a bowel movement later, I made a bee's-line for... 330 the couch. Still tired. Wanted to sleep. GRUMBLEGRUMBLEGRUMBLEGRUMBLE 331 GRUMBLEGRUMBLEGRUMBLEslirp. That hurt. My stomach was reminding me 332 that I had not eaten a thing in several hours, most of which was during 333 my sleep. Breakfast it was, then. 334 335 Cracking the door to the 'fridge revealed several posibilities - 336 bagels, apples, bread, jam, peanut butter, milk, and various other 337 foodstuffs - while my mind was simultaneously thinking about the 338 juice in the freezer. A picture formed inside my head of eggs 339 (two scrambled), a bagel with half peanut-butter, half cream cheese, 340 milk - no - juice, yes, orange juice. Not the neatest breakfast, but 341 certainly something I could sink my teeth into GRUMBLEGRUMBLE damn, 342 I had better get a move-on! Um, grab that bagel & do one half of it 343 with the peanut butter. SHEWSHEWSHEWswallow that first bite hit the 344 spot. Working my way to the freezer in the garage, I located the 345 item I sought. Running back in with a can of very very cold 346 concentrate of squished fruit, I procured a pitcher. Whoops, hands 347 were full, either set the bagel down or eat it. I was hungry, so 348 I ate it. Now, about the juice. 349 350 It never fails. Every time you try to open orange juice, or 351 apple juice, or grape juice, or whatever, if it doesn't have the little 352 white plastic strip around the side, you can't do squat with getting 353 the lid off of the can. Cursing, I grabbed the butcher's knife 354 out of the rack and began to hack at it. The semi-melted juice splushed 355 onto the counter like the blood of some foe I had just slain. 356 Maybe the paper towel industry and the squished fruit people 357 were in kahoots. But I did get the can open! Hurray! Wha - 358 the juice-block doesn't come out! OUT, DAMN SPOT! MOVE! I squished 359 the can and the blob emerged like an enormous slug. A very good-tasting 360 slug, that is... 361 362 Well, I always made juice with 2 cans, just to make it strong. 363 364 * * * 365 366 I hope you've enjoyed tonight's story, and please remember to 367 comment freely about how you feel the story is progressing. 368 369 Oh, I almost forgot. This too is impromptu writing. 370 371 As for every other story on the board - keep it up! I'm 372 not just lurking here for a good time ;->) I want to see the end of 373 the stories, each and every one! 374 375 * * * * 376 377 I seem to be either loosing my sense of humor or my mind. 378 379 Maybe both. 380 381 Hagbard Celine 382 {} 018=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/14/89 12:34 Msg:3135 Call:18489 Lines:18 383 &*&*&*&*'s 384 Hello Hagbard, it's been to long. Your story is going very well. 385 386 I guess Friar must still be feeling ill, as we have not heard from him 387 recently. Hopefully he will be feeling better soon. 388 389 Vision, I am indeed a 'late' person. No civilized person should be out of bed 390 before noon or in before three or so. Unfortunetly the rest of the world 391 has these really strange ideas about getting up a 7 and being in bed by 392 11. 393 394 I'll make another attempt to enter the next part of my story somtime today. 395 If the text send fails I'll just have to type it in by hand. 396 397 TTYAL. 398 An Astral Dreamer 399 &*&*&*&*'s 400 019=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/14/89 13:56 Msg:3136 Call:18492 Lines:13 401 _____________________________T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N___________________________ 402 AD, those people who believe in getting up at 7 and going to bed at 11 are 403 very crazy indeed! I L O V E staying up late! But I do regret it later in 404 the day (did I already say all this)?? As for Hagbard's story, I L O V E 405 it!! Hagbard, your story is very good. You are a very good desciptive 406 writer. I could see the scenes you described as I read your story. The 407 juice not coming out, the refridgerator, I could see it all, I call that 408 I N C R E D I B L E!! Well, bye everyone for now. 409 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 410 411 Later.......and have a nice Valentine's Day..........at (2:36pm 2/14/89) 412 413 ___T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N___ 020=Usr:113 James Of Cassand 02/14/89 14:28 Msg:3137 Call:18494 Lines:4 414 415 Hagbard, you are not losing your mind or sense of humer. It is just the 416 winter blahs. Cheer up, soon it will be spring. 417 021=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/14/89 16:01 Msg:3138 Call:18496 Lines:11 418 &*&*&*&*'s 419 I work part time, and they don't mind to much when I come in as long as I 420 get in my hours, So I can sleep in till 9 or 10 if I'm not behind. Still, 421 I somtimes end up with only 6 or 7 hours of sleep, and that ussually makes 422 it hard for me to concentrate. 423 424 Oh well, back to work. 425 426 An Astral Dreamer(2/14/89 4:36pm) 427 &*&*&*&*'s 428 022=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/14/89 18:25 Msg:3139 Call:18499 Lines:13 429 ______________________________T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N___________________________ 430 I just woke up. Right after my last entry I went to my room and went to 431 sleep. Hmm, it's now 7:00 and I went to sleep at 2:36 (from my last 432 entry) so I slept for some time. Often all those hours I spend up 433 late will slump together in these after school L O N G sleep spells. 434 Well, I'm well rested now, but now I'll be up tonight until 2, 435 because I'll be wide awake and won't be able to get to sleep. 436 Well, have fun at work AD, and bye for now. 437 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 438 439 Later.........................................at (7:01pm 2/14/89) 440 441 __T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N__ 023=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/14/89 18:44 Msg:3140 Call:18500 Lines:6 442 &*&*&*&*'s 443 I'm home now and I lurk. Back later. 444 445 An Astral Dreamer(7:17pm 2/14/89) 446 &*&*&*&*'s 447 024=Usr:178 terri bates 02/14/89 20:20 Msg:3141 Call:18502 Lines:11 448 ( * ( * ( * ( * ( * ( * ( * ( * ( muse ) * ) * ) * ) * ) * ) love parens) 449 Hagberd, You're beautiful!! I feel the same exact thing every time I get 450 up. You have a talent for making the mundane fresh and excitig--a very 451 good trait in a descriptive writer. I ejoyed this segment and wait with 452 baited breath for the next. 453 I'm afraid my story will have to wait a few moments...am in the middle 454 of a project......ever try chockie chip cookies without an electric 455 mixer? God, that butter is harder to cream than some people I know-- 456 take tat as you will............. 457 your musie baby 458 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*> 598 If Vision uses the board 90% and AD most of the other 10%, how do you account 599 for my messages, Muse's and your own? Think before you make a statement. Just 600 checking in, will post more later. What's this AD? The elf and the Magic Lute? 601 :) CU L8r, 602 603 Talos Valheru 604 <*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*><*> 036=Usr:322 Stray Cat 02/15/89 23:54 Msg:3153 Call:18544 Lines:6 605 606 So AD, bet he's gonna hum greensleeves next, huh? I like your story as well 607 as the alarm clock ones. Where the #$%& is Kurfur??? 608 609 sorry no border this time 610 037=Usr:498 Hagbard Celine , 02/16/89 00:39 Msg:3154 Call:18546 Lines:98 611 612 {} 613 614 The two cans of water were in the pitcher. Looking in, I could see 615 the juice/blob/slug bobbing like a bouy, bumping into the walls of the 616 container. ---News Flash--- hey stupid, get a spoon! Yur friend, 617 the Brain. 618 619 I had a bright idea: get a spoon and stir it! Turning around, I 620 openned the drawers "In Search Of: the Lost Spoon Tribe" no, that was 621 a re-run from last night. I must still be tired. Cold. Cold water would 622 wake me. The stuff splashed onto my checks from the slap of my hand. 623 624 Bad mistake. 625 626 AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! 627 628 * * 629 630 It just so happens that there were no spoons, so I had to use 631 a fork. But, whenever you use a fork, the juice blob would get stuc 632 in it, which made it ideal for harpoon practice, but not for drinking. 633 Ten minutes of beating yeilded a yellowish-juice that smelled. I 634 quickly poured some into a cup and drank it all in three gulps. 635 636 I also remembered that I was hungry. I think, that, maybe, I 637 was hungry. Was I? Oh, screw it! Grab some eggs andCRACK. (sigh) 638 Grab an egg CAREFULLY and clean up the mess. Reach for the paper 639 towels (again? maybe I should look into investing...) no, put 640 the egg in the bowl, but, no, clean it? Just put the egg in 641 the bowl wholeCRAckdrip and NOW clean the floor. And the stovetop. 642 (sigh) let's try again, slowly... 643 644 * * * 645 646 Makeing breakfast was invented by the Marquis DeSade, master of 647 pain for pleasure. I don't care how many nuns he flogged, I still 648 say that breakfast is a form of personal torture, the anti-climax 649 of a morning. If you can't understand how cooking food to eat 650 can drive a person to drink, then try doing it while inhaling the 651 smell of the salty bacon, looking at the bubbling moist scrambled 652 eggs, and listening to the tempting call of the mini-bagels sitting 653 in a basket just three feet from you, calling to you, saying: 654 "...put...cream...cheese...on...me..." "eat...me...now" "Please... 655 hurry" etc. etc. while the back of your mind works feverishly to 656 control and direct everything else on your body to keep your instincts 657 from taking over. Instincts yelling, yearning for one thing: 658 FOOD. And lots of it. Your forehead perspires, your back aches from 659 leaning, and your hands shake as the adrenalin in your little heart 660 gushes forward and out to mix'n'mingle with my type O positive. 661 Rushing, rushing, rushing. Must move. Must cook. Must avoid 662 making a mess. Must move faster. Almost finished. OH NO 663 where is the plate? The plate? SQUEEKgrab one fastsshhhhhBANgting 664 not too fast (don't want to break the other plates) and close 665 * Bam * the cupboard. (sniff)....(sniff) THE EGGS ARE BURNING! 666 667 Quickly I scooped the eggs out, by tilting the entire pan 668 onto the plate. The pressed bacon was then heaped on top, and 669 promptly hit the eggs. Almost running, I turned the stove off, 670 grabbed the bagel basket, and plopped everything onto the table. 671 An unset table. (NOOOO) my mind screamed, I would have to wait 672 just a little longer, running to and from the kitchen to fetch 673 king-size knapkins (read:more f*cking paper towels), a fork, and 674 the juice, whoops, and a cup too. 675 676 Sitting down, I directly inhaled my food through the use of 677 my civilized shovel (read: the fork) and ten flexable appendages. 678 Thirty minutes of cooking yeilded into seven minutes of pleasure. 679 680 But I was full. And that means I was no longer hungry. No-one 681 cares if the pleasure of eating was short, for the simple reason that 682 they are too full to eat anymore. And if they tried, that short-lived 683 pleasure would surely be given to the city sewer system, courtesy 684 of your esaphigial muscles. 685 686 Maybe I ate too much. I was abit queezy. 687 688 (...aren't...you...tired...?) 689 690 The couch. 691 692 Standing up, I felt like a water balloon. Teetering to the couch, 693 I plopped into its soft cussions, and proped my body against its 694 inviting, cool arms. The tension from eating too quickly disapated 695 into nothing as my eyes became heavier with relief and comfort and 696 very tired and mustn't sleep and tired and..and.......and........... 697 698 699 I promptly fell asleep. 700 701 * * * 702 703 Sorry about the quality of the writing this time, but as I mentioned, 704 most of my writing is impromptu. 705 706 Hagbard Celine 707 708 {} 038=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/16/89 15:58 Msg:3155 Call:18554 Lines:9 709 ____________________________T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N_____________________________ 710 I lurk. Hagbard, what do you mean sorry about the quality of your writing? 711 Your story is excellent. Funny, descriptive, and realistic! Man you have 712 got to be kidding if you think your writing style is bad. It's excellent! 713 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ 714 715 Later..................................................at (4:03 2/16/89) 716 717 __T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N__ 039=Usr:483 Lord Beaker 02/16/89 17:27 Msg:3156 Call:18557 Lines:7 718 ___++++++++++_+________+_++++++++++++_+_______+_+++++++++_+_______+_++++++++ 719 Hello people, and various others. 720 Alow me to introduce myself. I am Bob Satan. And of course, very pleased 721 to meet you. If theres anything you need... Just ask. 722 723 Bob Satan 724 ___+++++___++_+__________+_++++++++++++_+__________+_++++++++_+________+_+++ 040=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/16/89 18:06 Msg:3157 Call:18559 Lines:17 725 ___T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N___ 726 I lurk. And lurk. And 727 lurk some more. Hmm, I 728 wonder where the smart 729 ass guy who bothered AD 730 and me about calling in 731 so much went? Perhaps 732 he lurks too! 733 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 734 Lurking at 6:11pm 2/16/89. 735 P.S. AD, where are you? 736 MUSE, do more story. 737 HAGBARD, do more story. 738 TALOS, do more story. 740 AD, do more story. 741 Bye for now! 041=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/16/89 19:01 Msg:3158 Call:18560 Lines:12 742 &*&*&*&*'s 743 Here I am. Hello all. Vision, I'll work up some more of my story soon, Maybe 744 later tonight or tommorow it will be here. 745 746 So, who else will take the plunge? How about you vision? 747 748 More stories would be nice. 749 750 (7:04pm 2/16/89) 751 An Astral Dreamer 752 &*&*&*&*'s 753 042=Usr:201 Robert Armstrong 02/16/89 21:02 Msg:3159 Call:18563 Lines:19 754 ------------------====================>>>>>>T.R. 755 BAMF 756 cough, choke ... hack ... hack 757 758 and never appear in a cloud of sulpherous smoke... 759 Heres to lurking (any grues out there?) 760 761 It's good to see all of you again ... 762 thanks to my recent modem transplant I'll get to read the stories here on a 763 regular basis. 764 Hagbard- just keep writing, if you think to much about your style, it will 765 crip your style. 766 And- to those who say that "some people" ar hoging the system time, they 767 are either just un-lucky or there is a different prime time for modeming now 768 than a year ago, because I log in on a regular basis and I just can't seem to 769 get a busy signal... 770 TTYL< 771 T.R. 772 <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<======================------------------- 043=Usr:1 CISTOP MIKEY 02/16/89 21:22 Msg:3160 Call:18565 Lines:2 773 Well, Mikey's been at it again. Try entering the command "Help Stat". 774 ----------------------------------------------------------------------- 044=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/16/89 22:23 Msg:3161 Call:18572 Lines:15 775 ____________________________T_H_E___V_I_S_I_O_N__________________________ 776 T.R., I agree with you. Not once (well, maybe 1 time) have I gotten a 777 busy signal when trying to call into this BBS. I will probably not call 778 as much though from now on as I usually contribute nothing much when I 779 call in. AD, I don't know about doing a story. My writing skills are 780 really lame....my stories aren't science fiction/folklore/fantasy like 781 most of the stories here so I wouldn't want to bore anyone.......Just 782 got back from seeing "Dangerous Liaisons". A good film. Not good enough 783 to win best picture though (It was nominated). "Rain Man" should win 784 that. Well, again I leave you saying....... 785 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ 786 787 Later.................................................at (10:29 2/16/89) 788 789 __T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N__ 045=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/16/89 22:59 Msg:3162 Call:18574 Lines:14 790 &*&*&*&*'s 791 Don't worry about what style they belong to Vision, What ever you are 792 comfortable with is fine. What muse is writting (atleast so far.) is not 793 Science Fiction/Fantasy. 794 795 One of the first stories I ever wrote was when I was in the 9th grade. It was 796 a short story that was entered into the Scholastic National writting 797 contest. It one an hounerable mention which was more then I even dreamed of. 798 799 Theres a story or two living in all of us. 800 801 An Astral Dreamer 802 &*&*&*&*'s(@around 11pm 2/16/89) 803 046=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/16/89 23:23 Msg:3163 Call:18575 Lines:12 804 ____________________________T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N____________________________ 805 Hello again. OK AD, I will begin a new story or go from that one I started 806 S O O N. I can't say when as I am not sure. That's good that your story 807 won the mention. I can see why. You are a very good writer of Fantasy. Oh, 808 how's your tooth anyway? Did you get a haircut yet? Hey I saw that note 809 you left me on EPISCOBOARD -- I sent you back a note too. Well, I guess I 810 better type up this vocab list I have to do and then go to bed. The list 811 will take about 20 minutes and I will be back to lurk. 812 813 Later at (11:28pm 2/16/89) 814 815 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ T H E V I S I O N _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 047=Usr:113 James Of Cassand 02/16/89 23:47 Msg:3164 Call:18576 Lines:3 816 817 A form that is lost is a passing moment in time. 818 048=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/17/89 00:15 Msg:#165 Call:18578 Lines:11 819 __T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N__ 820 Lurking....lurking.... 821 Hmm, well maybe I will 822 go back to the original 823 border I used. OK? Who 824 wrote that anyway? 825 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 826 Goodnight at 12:18am 2/17/89 82' I dold you I was a late person! 828 Usually it's worse! 829 Bye AD. 049=Usr:84 Michael Miller j 02/17/89 13:48 Msg:3166 Call:18596 Lines:7 830 &*&*&*&*'s 831 The tooth is fine. Havn't got around to the hair cut yet. I'm still working 832 out thu next part of my story. Hopefully tonight I'll have it ready to enter. 833 834 An Astral Dreamer 835 &*&*&*&*'s 836 050=Usr:178 terri bates 02/17/89 15:16 Msg:3167 Call:18598 Lines:8 837 == ( * ) == don't ask me what I'M doin' 'Cause I dn't0know ( * ( * ) * ) 838 oh, I've got the flu doot da doo and i'M not at all aMUSEd, doot da doo. 839 Head achey, back feel like somebody put me on the wheel, and i swear that 840 im going to die any moment. got little red bumps in various locatio~c 8$1 but banana jana says its not chicken pox. never had em before, so i 842 souldnt know. and im sure that if i drink anymore ill drown. gotta go 843 to neep now. bye bye boys and girls. 844 ----------------------------the unhappy sick little muse------------------- 051=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/17/89 15:22 Msg:3168 Call:18599 Lines:12 845 ____________________________T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N____________________________ 846 AD, I will look forward to reading your work tonight. MUSE, I hope that 847 you feel better. If you haven't had the chicken pocks yet then you might 848 Hmm, can't explain the problem here. 849 have them. Isn't the chicken pocks one of those diseases that everyone has 850 no matter what 99.9% of the time? Well, in any case, get better so you can 851 come back and aMUSE me some more. 852 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ 853 854 Later....................................................at (3:28pm 2/17/89) 855 856 ___T_H_E___V_I_S_I_O_N___ 052=Usr:113 James Of Cassand 02/17/89 15:29 Msg:3169 Call:18600 Lines:4 857 858 Fortune telling is the art of telling people enough to interest them, but not 859 enough to give away thu game. 860 053=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/17/89 17:50 Msg:3170 Call:18603 Lines:6 861 __T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N__ 862 Lurking at 5:54pm. Who 863 keeps entering those 864 short lines like the 865 one above? 866 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ 054=Usr:84 Micxael0Miller j 02/17/89 23:23 Msg:3171 Call:18611 Lines:50 867 &*&*&*&*'s 868 Heres the next part of my story. Where is everybody else? Oh well, I 869 guess I'm being a bit impatiant. 870 871 Moric awoke the next morning to find that the sky xad turned cold and 872 grey. 873 874 The travelers ate a quick meal and were on their way again. The land 875 about them had been steadily flatening and near mid day they came to the 876 ridge of a hill. From the ridge they could see the begyningc of a broad 877 flat valley that continued on into the mist. 878 879 "This is the valley of Ketch, across it lies out destination." Sir Alex 880 said with a heavy voice. 881 882 "You seem uneasy, is somthing wrong?" Moric asked. 8(3 884 "There are people in this area who wish me ill." 885 886 There was a moment of silence. "I don't understand." 887 888 "Good men occasionally see things differently." Was all Sir Alex said 889 before motioning the party forwabt. 890 891 The land now was unlike anything that Moric had seen before. It made him 892 feel uncomfortable to be so out in the open. 893 894 The mist did not clear that day and when they came upon the next 895 lodge house there was thu feeling of rain in the air. 896 897 The good spirets of the night before had dissapated and the soldiars 898 went about their business in near silence. 899 900 Moric set up his bed roll and pulled out one of the Elven cakes he 901 hat brought with him. 902 903 Sir Alex walked in through the front door and strod towards him. 904 905 "I must tell you that I was not altogether hounest to you when I asked 906 you to join out group." 907 908 "Optomism can cled ones judgment." Moric replied. 909 910 "A lesson I should have learned long ago." The Knight replied tiredly. 911 912 End this part of story. 913 914 An Astral Dreamer 915 &*&*&*&*'s 916 055=Usr:131 THE VISION 02/17/89 23:5 0 Mcw:3172 Call:18612 Lines:7 917 ____T_H_E__V_I_S_I_O_N____ 918 Lurking at 11:55pm. AD, 919 I am still enjoying your 920 story. It's really good. 921 Well, I must go for now. 922 Will be back later. 923 _*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*__ 056=Usr:498 Hagbqrd Seline , 02/18/89 01:47 Msg:3173 Call:18616 Lines:76 924 925 {} 926 927 Hello everyone. I'm afraid that's the end of the story. But as to 928 how I achieve the realistic effects, well, that's one of the world's 929 worst-kept secrets> 93 931 In short, the above story was pieced together from my memories, 932 spanning a meger 7 years or so of cooking, and a pitiful 20 years 933 of my life. Events, sensations, and feelings that were unusuall or 934 quite strong stayed in the0back of my mind. Writing the story only 935 brought forth my own experiences with getting up in the morning, and 936 my more recent memories got to me before anything else. 937 938 But I have something to discuss briefly with you - is life itself 9#9 a story? A story that we interactively write from day to day, 940 weaving though infinite plots and sub-plots and plots within sub-plots 941 and (etc. etc. etc.), or... 942 943 ...is it just an existence? There is no correct view of the )44 wrld because people see the world through their own viewpoints. Even 945 the statement I just made is incorrect... and so on. You could go 946 on for years contradicting your own logic. But I try a more simplistic 947 approach. 948 949 We0are all sentinent beings (for the most part). To survive, we 950 prey upon other life forms (ie. eat plants, meat). In some cases, 951 we even prey upon each other. I don't believe in attacking my own 952 speicies to further my own life. We all havu problems, hopes, dreams, 953 desires, feelings, dark pasts, and other numerous goodies that 954 dwell within our little nogin. 955 956 I guess what I'm trying to say is that we live upon a big dirtball 957 that moves quickly around a nuclear fub~ace0that provides the basis 958 of our lives. And, while we can create elaborate abstractions, we still 959 kneel to the underlying insticts within most of us. Things SEEM hard 960 to those who do not wish to think things through. Things SEEM easy 961 to those who do. 962 ---aw, rubish. My mind is wandering again. I'm extremely 963 tired (18 hour stint) and my brain contains the focus of a burnt 964 matchbook. 965 966 Anyway, if you wish to improve your writing "just a little bit", )67 (or in this case, as it applies to me alone), I simply 968 * draw upon past experiences 969 * avoid redundant word usage to keep the storyline fresh 970 * "borrow" writing styles to convey ideas that you yourself might have a 971 hard time with )72 - - - AND MOST IMPORTANTLY - - - 973 * don't be afraid to write, and don't be afraid to write what's on your 974 mind. Sometimes offending people is what you need to do in order 975 to make the story good. I'm not advocating profanity, I'm si}pli 976 saying: "Go for the Gusto!" 977 978 979 Sometimes I feel like an old fart. I'm a meger 20 years old, but 980 my mind wanders too and from obscene ideas and places without 981 understanding time (whew - a mouthfull!). In short, I dqydruam 982 my stories, or conjure up a mood before or during my writing. 983 I hope that when you read one of my humble stories that I can convey 984 my own feelings and thoughts to you. And, if I have, then I will 985 have accomplished something in0my |ife. Part of life is 986 laughter, and when I can make people feel something without taking 987 from them, then I feel good about what I have done. 988 989 Yag! Enough junk already! I meant to fill in the disk, but this 990 philisophical trash is too much! Where am I coming up with this 991 stuff? And where are my manners? Right here. Say, who are you? 992 I'm your manners. No you're not, you're simply my imagination 993 working for me to produce answers. Oh really? Yes. Well then, 994 why do you lack manners now? Um, um, maybe YOU are my manners. 995 Serves you right then. 996 997 Hagbard Celine 998 999 {}