Thietris Professor Thietris Squirrel, CEO,
President and Managing Director, Institution of Advanced Exploration
of Myst Worlds
posted
Deladra leaves Professor T's office
in search of Stellaflora, and a floral perfume wafts
towards his nose. Hmm, nice perfume thinks the
Professor. But no - it wasn't Deladra's perfume!
Thietris rushes to the shelf at the back of the room.
Twelve long-stemmed red roses - to Cordelia, from Elkae.
Cordelia must have missed them. They needed to put in
water. Thietris picks them up and dashes out of the
room.
Kuhlade becomes quite weary waiting for
Theitris and the smell is making her swoon so she
proceeds to remove the top of the crate to air it out.
She then decides to link back to the cliffs of Eder Kemo
and do some more hunting.
Chloe on Achenar KI: 00205348 Miranda on
Atrus KI: 1935414
[This message was edited by
Kuhlade on Mon April 05 2004 at 02:35 PM.]
Speedy and Grassie look at one
another. "What is wrong with him?" asked
Grassie. "An information overload. It happens to
scientists every now and then, but he's been pretty darn
pale since he got here. I tried to give him some tea but
I don't think he drank too much of it," Speedy
said. "Well, tea might calm his nerves alright, but
it won't open his mind so much, Speedy. How do you think
he was going to accept all of this information with a
closed mind" Grassie said. "Well, what do you suggest
we do with him? Let him sleep it off?" Speedy
asked. "No, he'll be petrified when he wakes up. We
need to give him some mead," Grassie said. "Mead? The
acorn mead? Are you sure that is wise? It's pretty
potent stuff, particularly for the sane, and this guy
here is VERY sane!" Speedy exclaimed. "Well, we need
to make him less sane, now don't we?" Grassie said as he
looked at her and slightly closed his eyes. Speedy
gulped. "Ok, I'll go and get some from the A&C...
give me about five minutes or so,..." Speedy said as she
closed her eyes. Since there is a copy of her in the
A&C hotel, she sent to her other self a message to
prepare a mug of mead to go. Speedy then left the room,
found the purple linking book that Stellaflora made, and
linked out. In a few minutes, she linked back with a
thermos in hand and walks over to Grassie and the limp
body of Dr. Warrell. "I hope this is enough stuff...
this was the biggest thermos I could find," Speedy
said. "How did you do that so fast?" Grassie asked.
Speedy then quickly explained how she made a copy of
herself so she could still help out Jades in the hotel,
particularly when Shiloh and Ted are getting married in
a weeks time. "Ok, well, that explains it then! Could be
helpful later on... ok, pour some out and let's try to
give it to the guy," Grassie said. Speedy careful
pours some of the mead into the thermos cup. Grassie
rolls Dr. Warrell over so he is face up. As Grassie
opens his mouth a little, Speedy pours some of the mead
into his mouth. Within moments of the mead entering
the mouth, the scientist opens his eyes wide. Then, he
quickly sits up and jerks his head around, looking left,
right, up, down and all around, with his shoulders and
arms shaking at the same time. "Uh oh..." Speedy
mumbled as she tried to grab Dr. Warrell's arm so he
didn't harm himself. "No, let him be! It's the mead
entering his system," Grassie said. Five seconds
later, Dr. Warrell's body stopped shaking and fell back
down again. "Ok, give him another cup, and this time,
make sure he drinks the whole thing..." Grassie said as
he held Warrell's head. "Until he has the whole
thermos?" asked Speedy. "Exactly! You're quick,"
Grassie said as Speedy began to pour
again...
Studying gives you knowledge.
Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. I am learning how to
be corrupt.
"Yes Professor, I'm here" calls Cordelia
and rushes into the office just in time to see Thietris
filling a vase with water and placing the red roses into
it.
"Oh they are lovely, thank you so much
Professor, but you shouldn't have you know" {blushes
profusely} "sorry, what was that Professor? Ah you say
they are from Elkae, well that was very nice of her to
send them - all the way from the Grand Canyon too. I
must send her a thank you note."
Cordelia takes
the vase from Thietris and carries it off to her own
personal room. She sites down at her desk, takes out a
packet of notelets and begins to write her Thank You
letter to Elkae.
Dearest Elkae, thank you so
much for the lovely roses. It was such a kind thought. I
hope you are enjoying your new job and getting paid
well. Hope to see you soon, lots of love
Cordelia
She slips the notelet into an
envelope and places it on her desk for posting
later.
Cordelia Personal
Assistant to Professor Thietris Institution of
Advanced Exploration of Myst Worlds
quote:
Originally posted by Thietris: Hmm. This is most
interesting, Deladra. We have a young scientist here
called Stellaflora. He seems to have quite an intimate
knowledge of linking books. In fact, I have reason to
believe he may actually have written one. (I was going
to ask him about that, but he seems to have vanished -
probably busy in his laboratory.) I think if you were
to take these items to his lab, he might be able to
perform some sort of analysis on them. And if he's as
busy as I think he is, possibly he could make use of
an assistant. What do you think? Would you be
interested?
[This message was edited by
Thietris on Mon April 05 2004 at 01:44 PM.]
*as she leaves to go find
StellaFlora, she runs across the Hotel linking book and
quickly touches it to go grab a quick bite to
eat*
Sitting at his computer terminal in
the Takotah Alley security office, Chuckles58 is
scanning the neighborhoods looking for the Institution
Hood. As the correct neighborhood comes up on the
monitor, Chuckles falls to floor with a splitting
headache.
What was that. Wow it felt like
I was clobbered with a small sledge hammer. I need to be
more careful what I post on these forums.
He
rushes to the medicine cabinet for some Ibuprofen. A
sizable knot was forming on the top of his head. He goes
to the icebox for an ice bag, then goes to the mirror
near the front door.
You know, if this knot
were to grow a little more, and be out of the side of my
head, I might look just like one of those pillars from
the Bahro Caves ... I wonder, ... no, I don't want to go
there.
When I find Theitris' new hood, I need to
get a hard hat from Grizz' supply
store.
---------------------------- "Where are
the donuts?" - Atrus (realMyst) Save URU Live
Dr Warrell struggled to conciousness,
his mind swimming upstream against the potent acorn mead
entering his system. An abstainer his entire life, the
scientist has never had so much as a sip of beer. His
eyes open, and suddenly he feels calm and euphoric,
giggly and happy, and he gulps down the remaining mead
with enthusiasm. "Hey there Shpeedy," (hic) "Halloooow,
lil Grasshie!" He peers bleerily around, unable to
decide if his blurred vision is due to his missing
glasses or the effects of the mead. "Lishen, I jusht
deshided somtin', Colubush, uh, (hic) Columbus was all
wrong!" he gestures expansively, almost falling out of
his chair in the process. "The world ishn't round, it's
like a banana!" The poor researcher is blotto, and
Grassie thoughtfully decides to reduce the medicinal
dose of acorn mead in the future. Always learn something
from everything, the ferret decides, and he offers what
help he can, carrying the fallen eyeglasses as Speedy
helps the sodden scientist to his unsteady feet.
"Bedtime for you," she announces firmly, and gives
Grassie a little glare as they start walking the new
arrival to his room. "Grassie, first we knock him out
with too much knowledge at once, then you give him a
dose of the most powerful drink in four universes!"
Together they get Dr Warrell settled, as he
continues to mumble about his new insights into the
universe. "We'll jusht let the animals run things!
(hic)" he declares, "Hooray for the birds, I always
wondered (hic)how they knew to fly south when it gets
cold!" Soon he is asleep, and the bird and ferret
leave him till morning. "Wanna bet I can talk him
unconcious again tomorrow?" ventures Grassie, to the
stern glare of Speedy.
quote:
Originally posted by Kuhlade: Kuhlade becomes quite
weary waiting for Theitris and the smell is making her
swoon so she proceeds to remove the top of the crate
to air it out. She then decides to link back to the
cliffs of Eder Kemo and do some more
hunting.
With a smirk on his face Kestryll
stares down from the balcony at the crate. (Mental
note to Kuhlade: Please be aware that Keanulints should
be shipped in a vertical position(Hung by tail)
otherwise they get indigestion. Don't forget to write
note. Don't forget to send note. Don't forget. Forget
what? Too late, never mind.) His KI blinks, gives off
a shrill squeel then a pop and fizz. He leans against
the railing and sighs deeply looking quite
defeated.
Took two weeks to get this thing to
work as a walkie talkie with one other KI. Blast.
Hopefully this thing works...
Kestryll fiddles
with his new brooch and links out. A minute later he
links back in atop the fountain. Glancing down he sighs.
Leaping off the fountain he trudges over to the
auditorium and leaves a note on the podium for
Cordelia.
Cordelia, Know how busy you are
so are taking over keeping the eggroom refreshments
stocked. Will check on things in the morning.
Need a cafe of some sort over here? Let me know,
if you can't find me just drop a note at the Kahlo
Pub. Nice place Thietris has here. Congrats on
the Assistant position.
Love the
fountain,
Kest
Kestryll fiddles with
his brooch some more and links out.
FM arrived back in the Nexus after
giving up all hope of tuning the GZ to function as a
Mobile Phone antenna, instead everyone would have to
rely on a new method of communication called
"echoing"...where people just shout REALLY loudly and
the echoes carry across the cave to the desired
person.
The only possible flaws in this was what
happened if you wanted to do this privately, and if
there was a peak period in everyone "echoing" each other
then noone would be able to understand it.
After
giving up yet again, he returned to his room to try and
ponder new ways of communicating in the cavern...he may
just have to talk to one of the big telecommunications
companies and get them to install a mobile phone antenna
down here...*shudders at the thought of the GZ with a
big corporate logo pasted on it*
Grizz finally gets back to the city
after a busy day on the surface. He hurries to the DCS
to see what, if anything, he needs to reorder. He finds
no notes on the spindle and relaxes.
He brews up
a fresh pot of coffee. When it is strong enough to hold
up a spoon, he pours a mug, grabs an FN (Fig Newton for
the uninitiated) and relaxes in his swivel chair behind
the counter, putting his feet up on a convenient crate
of hardhats, his mug within reach. He sighs contentedly
to be
'home.'
_______________________________ Prop.
D'ni Cavern Supply "If we don't have it, you don't
need it!"
Speedy and Grassie both walk up to
Thietris. "Hey, Thietris, some quick questions for
you," Speedy said. "Oh, ok... what's on your mind?"
Thietris asked. "Ok, first of all, what do you want
us to do with Dr. Warrell? He seems to be in too much of
a culture shock and drunken slumber to do anything."
Grassie stated. "Well, culture shock I can understand
since he's never been in this environment... but as for
drunken slumber?" Thietris questioned as he gave Grassie
a stern look. Grassie grabbed his paws, put them behind
his back and looked away, trying to look
innocent. "And secondly," chimed Speedy, "What would
you like us to do for the time being? We're trying to
give the information to Dr. Warrell, but alas, his brain
came from an information overload!" "Don't worry, you
two, you'll both be on your missions shortly, with Dr.
Warrell accompanying at least one of you. Either that or
he'll help out Stellaflora, but I believe he only needs
one helper and Deladra is a fine enough candidate as it
is,..." Thietris explained.
Studying gives you
knowledge. Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. I am
learning how to be corrupt.
"What
size hardhat, and what color? What size vest, and what
color? How big a crowbar, and do you want a little
mirror behind the bottles and a spitoon in the corner?
(sorry, just a little humor, maybe very little) Now
really, what size
crowbar?
_______________________________ Prop.
D'ni Cavern Supply "If we don't have it, you don't
need it!"
He went to a nearby aisle, grabbed the
hardhat from a crate, the vest from a hanger. Then he
turned around and took a six foot long crowbar from a
rack on the other side of the aisle. He carried them
back to Almech.
"Here ya go." he said. "Most of
this is DRC surplus that I got for next to nothing. But
it's still new. Will there be anything
else?"
_______________________________ Prop.
D'ni Cavern Supply "If we don't have it, you don't
need it!"
*RW still looking around for a good cup
of J in need of supplies, catches a scent and begins to
follow it.*
"Man, I smell coffee, black, rich,
and strong."
*The scent leads him to what appears
to be something along the order of a general
store.*
"D'ni Cavern Supply".
*Spying two
men talking, RW makes out the proprieter just delivering
a white hardhat, vest, and a crowbar to a
customer*
"Hello, I'm RW. You can just call me
RW. I am looking for a very unique item that I have lost
during exploration of the caverns. Was a gift from a
friend. It was given as a reminder of a grand adventure
that in fact almost cost me my life. It looks like a
rock but has unique properties that I have found very
useful and a great replacement for coleman fuel. Is very
useful for heating coffee in the caverns, gives off a
great deal of heat and has been known to start fires.
Have you heard of it? And would you mind if I have some
of your Java?"
Experimental Program
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Umbrellas supplied for all occasions.
