From quinn@fazigu.org Sun Aug 25 12:14:04 2002 Return-path: Envelope-to: quinn@fazigu.org Received: from [66.100.224.110] (helo=yami.57thstreet.com) by requiem with smtp (Exim 3.35 #1 (Debian)) id 17j01a-000552-00 for ; Sun, 25 Aug 2002 12:14:03 -0400 Received: (qmail 5852 invoked from network); 25 Aug 2002 16:14:08 -0000 Received: from localhost (HELO moo.ghostmoo.org) (127.0.0.1) by localhost with SMTP; 25 Aug 2002 16:14:08 -0000 Date: Sun, 25 Aug 2002 11:14:08 -0400 From: "Quinn@Ghostwheel" To: quinn@fazigu.org Subject: Ghostwheel Message(s) 8980 - 8995 from *Chat (#5391) X-Mail-Agent: Ghostwheel (moo.ghostmoo.org 6969) Message-Id: Status: RO Content-Length: 8945 Lines: 318 Message 8980 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Wed Jul 24 17:47:36 2002 EDT From: Dante (#10660) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: Okay kids, time to be grown ups. Since theres no combat delay now, we need to pose before our first attack to allow others to actually react. Please keep down on the fleeing, if however possible. ;P Otherwise enjoy no combat lag, and everyone can beat each other up quickly again! -------------------------- Message 8981 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Sat Jul 27 09:18:30 2002 EDT From: Raichu (#3791) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: Because this reminded me of GW. It's a song that can't really be found all that easily, by 2NU (of 'Ponderous' fame), but the storyline is hauntingly familiar to the theme here, so I figured I'd share. 'She' -- 2NU We faced off, the desert behind us, the only chance for water ahead of us, and them, faceless bush warriors. I looked at her, she looked at me. Sixteen of them, two of us. We'd either quench our thirst or die trying. I raised my graphite blade and whispered "I love you." We battled with skill and determination, but cha just don't beat the odds. I came too, strapped to a dead tree, left to rot in the hot sun. She was no where to be found, creeps had taken her. Too weak to struggle, I tried to make the best of my few remaining hours. I awoke to the feel of a firm hand washing my wounds with water. It was a tall muscular dude, bald as a jay bird, with a gold band around his waist. I recognized him as the one they called The Master. I thanked him for saving my life, but I wanted to get on in hopes of finding her. The Master said, "bush warriors don't take survivors." But he knew how to find em, revenge was sweet. The Master located them in a ravine. We made short work of all but one. I needed to know what they done with her. He simply laughed delighting in the pain he saw in my eyes. Revenge didn't fill that emptiness. The Master gave me a lift in his 2 man galaxy hopper. We headed a light year a way to Sagittarius. Sagittarius, a small time paradise. Some cheap little bungalows and a mind warp machine. I needed a break. A stone bed and mind warp seven can do a lot for a suffering man. She still haunted my every thought. Some nights, I woke in cold sweats, it was like she had been standing over my bed. But as the months passed, my mind began to grow numb. I think it began to sink in, she would always only be a memory. The years flashed by, 2 full scale wars had raged the mountain regions. I engaged in many a battle, the more the battles, the more peace my mind would find. On the last hour of a full moon day, I found myself on high windy peak. A messenger had slipped me a hand written note, I was to meet the past. What I saw nearly dropped me to my knees. There she stood, in the suit of armor she had worn that last day so many years ago. But as she drew near, tearful reality set in. "I am not she" her voice echoed "I am her daughter. And you..." "... you are my father." -------------------------- Message 8982 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Thu Aug 1 14:57:57 2002 EDT From: Bishamon (#23011) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: Martial Arts Anyone who has uncoded martial arts skill of any kind, please mail me with the specifics of your art. This includes unarmed and armed martial arts, or fighting techniques like sword-dancing, kenjutsu, or fencing. -------------------------- Message 8983 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Thu Aug 1 21:50:53 2002 EDT From: Raichu (#3791) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: Ghostwheel Wants YOU! I'm building a new area, something that fits between the newbie and middle-bie gray area. This is going to be the ruins of a largish city, but I wanted some input from you guys. What would you like to see built? Something in theme, obviously, but it doesn't have to be a city ruin. Got anything you think would fit? @qsend to me and let me know. -------------------------- Message 8984 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Fri Aug 2 12:19:10 2002 EDT From: Ylaerin (#16541) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: Not that you care... HI all. :) I'm leaving in about 5 minutes, and I'll be gone until Sunday night. Make lots of *tps posts!! see you later this weekend. - jess/etra -------------------------- Message 8985 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Sat Aug 3 02:05:24 2002 EDT From: Nny (#25135) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: This is awesome http://www.blackbeltjones.com/warchalking/i -------------------------- Message 8986 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Sun Aug 4 19:21:33 2002 EDT From: Nny (#25135) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: Uh If anyone needs pebbles, give me a page. I see no reason to maintain a pebble shortage. I was hoping to hoard a few million until everyone wanted pebbles, then extort the entire wheel, but.. uh. Yeah. So knee -------------------------- Message 8987 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Tue Aug 6 15:09:53 2002 EDT From: Skeeter (#4961) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: A new moo... :P I, along with a few friends, am thinking about starting a new moo. Starwars based. Before I waste all the time and effort of making it, I want to see how much interest there would be. So, if any of you are interested in playing a starwars based moo, or possibly even being a builder/coder/helpstaff person, please moo mail me and let me know. (Don't post to *chat or page me, unless you know I'm active.) :) Thanks, Skeet -------------------------- Message 8988 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Thu Aug 8 11:53:49 2002 EDT From: Akeashar (#20348) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: Whoa.. http://www.cnn.com/2002/US/08/07/war.wagon.ap/index.html Pretty crazy.. O.o Ake -------------------------- Message 8989 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Fri Aug 9 21:38:57 2002 EDT From: dragonmonkey (#33258) To: *Chat (#5391) Ayn Rand is tiresome. -------------------------- Message 8990 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Tue Aug 13 22:22:31 2002 EDT From: Fortitude (#24841) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: composting I put a compost box in the R/T Greenroom. If, for some reason, you have some fruit that you picked off a plant and you don't want to eat it, just stick it in the compost box. Of course, most fruit will simply rot away if you leave it sitting at the bottom of your bag, but that's just nasty. -------------------------- Message 8991 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Wed Aug 14 23:53:30 2002 EDT From: Red_Fang (#5907) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: Funny A very shy guy goes into a bar and sees a beautiful woman sitting at the bar. After an hour of gathering up his courage he finally goes over to her and asks, tentatively, "Um, would you mind if I chatted with you for a while?" She responds by yelling, at the top of her lungs, "No, I won't sleep with you tonight!" Ever one in the bar is now staring at them. Naturally, the guy is hopelessly and completely embarrassed and he slinks back to his table. After a few minutes, the woman walks over to him and apologizes. She smiles at him and says, "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you, You see, I'm a graduate student in psychology and I'm studying how people respond to embarrassing situations." To which he responds, at the top of his lungs, "What do you mean $200 ?" -------------------------- Message 8992 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Thu Aug 15 22:33:37 2002 EDT From: Menroth (#14123) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: A poem I found by an anon. writer. Love Love is a four-letter word That comes from the heart To deceive mind And put you in a bind Love is a word That is tossed around Up and down It has no weight for some Love isn't just blind Its deaf and dumb Love sometimes hurts It sometimes cripples Love is a four-letter word That deceives the ear It bends you to it will And it tears asunder The boundaries you put up It hits like thunder It pours like rain But theres nothing like it Joyous it is Terrifying too Utter the words And you'll be in it to. -------------------------- Message 8993 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Thu Aug 15 22:39:40 2002 EDT From: Clayson (#17237) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: Thank you ;) For bringing the Wendigo's back! P. -------------------------- Message 8994 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Fri Aug 16 00:57:25 2002 EDT From: Clayson (#17237) To: *Chat (#5391) Subject: You fucking idiots You might think it is funny to have story or chat as your alias, but it's not. It just shows that the some of the admin here are nothing more then children. Give it up assholes, why don't you spend your time helping the game instead of abusing it? -------------------------- Message 8995 from *Chat (#5391): Date: Fri Aug 16 08:40:03 2002 EDT From: Dante (#10660) To: *Chat (#5391) I use tps... shorter then story. --------------------------