However this etymology: from a skit
on the British television series Monty Python's Flying
Circus in which chanting of the word Spam (trademark for
a canned meat product) overrides the other
dialogue
After hours of pouring over endless
files, Veronica finally thinks to recheck the note that
Grizz gave her. "How silly of me, it was in the note the
entire time. Ah-ha...there it is...the one I've been
looking for." She moves the cursor over the file, but
instead of double-clicking to open, she hits the delete
key.
In the badger prison, Dr. Elkae
longed for the other half of her subway sandwich.
Unfortunately, as she deduced, it was not Slacker, but
TM that had consumed it.
As a friendly gesture of
peacemaking (for having been her arresting officer),
Chuckles58 calls the Subway shop on the shopping strip
in Ae'gura to make a delivery. In addition to a sandwich
for each Elkae and Slacker, the delivery boy gave them
his spare pair of pants in case they got cold at
night:
Wow, that's a large denim
blanket!
---------------------------- "Where
are the donuts?" - Atrus (realMyst) Save URU Live
Hi guys! nice to see Whoops next door to me. (I'll just
pretend it's not the same door--I'll make a new picture
using the other one) When I first moved in I was
suprised to see such premium property go empty. well,
better go over to DISCO and see if they have the
equipment I need.
Kestryll links in and zips off to the
Eggroom with his usual crate of goodies. Two minutes
later he's out and zipping over to the Proff's office
where he leaves a request to open a delivery store of
some sort in the Hood. Down to Disco where he zips down
the aisles grabbing a few things then leaves the list
and payment on the spindle and links out. It's an
espresso day.
Moments later he is forced to pause
long enough to carry on a brief
conversation...
Then
he zips off again to make a final delivery. He opens the
door and brushes past a human, ferret and big blue bird,
shrinking down to a foot tall as he approaches the
little door. He opens it with his free hand, zips
through and closes it again. He spins around, locks the
door while mumbling about constantly forgetting to do
that, then heads down the passageway.
He emerges
into an office bearing the Teledahn Winery Logo and
makes an 'EEP' sound as he drops a box on the desk and
smiles at the Betty Bahro doing some paperwork. He grabs
a crate and links out.
He reappears in the Kahlo
Pub, sets the crate on the bar and heads over to the
Heek Table where he takes the empty spot and
grins.
Alright! On time as
usual! *EEK!* EEK!
__________________________ If
the world is the mollusc of my choosing, then why is
there a crab attached to my big toe?...
The badgers, knowing of the intruders
who had come to try to implement a prison break were
growing impatient. Not aggresive by nature, they never
the less began to think perhaps it was time to smoke out
the humans, bird and ferret. All the badger guards
really wanted was to return to their normal routine of
munching roots, and playing cards.
Thietris Professor Thietris Squirrel, CEO,
President and Managing Director, Institution of Advanced Exploration
of Myst Worlds
posted
"Ahoy there, Boatingirl! You know
DISCO's motto: "If we haven't got it, you don't need
it." I wanted a catnip mouse - they didn't have one. I
should have realized straight away that I didn't need
it. What's that? Oh my application for Gunnera
manicata. Well, I've had the interview. I just have
to wait for the result. Now I fancy some specimens of
Dicksonia antarctica, but I don't think I can
face going through all that performance again. What? Oh
yes."
Elkae Dr. Elkae Knutsson, Dir., Dept. of
Stymied Peregrinations & Asinine Mischief, Inst. of Advanced
Exploration of Myst Worlds
posted
Elkae turns the metal file over in
her hand several times and decides that it could use
sharpening. She looks around for a whetstone. Not
finding one, she uses one of the rocks she found lying
around.
Perfect!
That broken
fingernail had been driving her
crazy.
Grizz sits and thinks for a long time.
He reaches several conclusions based on recent events.
One: his captors can observe and hear him. Two: they
really mean him no harm. Three: they want something from
him. Four: he doesn't have any idea what three
is.
He decides his only option at this point is
to try a clever little ploy. He will talk to himself
again. At least there is nobody here to look at him
strangely for doing that. Anyway, an audible voice, even
his own, would provide some company.
"Well," he
says, munching on one of the leathery looking leaves
(tastes like a cross between spinach and
watercress)...
He makes a mental note: Check and
see if any of these plants can be found wild and
cultivated. Might make a profitable truck
garden.
..."now where was I? Oh yeah. I asked for
some things and got them. I asked to be released. Didn't
happen. (That was early this morning when I first woke
up with a pain in my neck from sleeping wrong.) Am I
rambling? Who the heek cares, or would even know? So
they haven't got what they...(why they? Why not he? Or
she? Or [gulp] it?) I don't know, it just seems like
'they' to me, and I think I've been in here too long.
Look at me! I'm talking to myself. Do I care? So they
haven't got what they want. How will I find out what
that is. They abviously can understand me. Maybe I
couldn't understand them. Maybe [gulp] their vocal
apparatus isn't suited to human sounds. So what to do?
If I just knew what they wanted, maybe I cold somehow
give it to them."
He shuts up for a time to
listen. No slithering or skittering. No laughing sounds.
Is he even being heard? Can't tell. He can only keep on
trying.
_______________________________ Prop.
D'ni Internal Supply Co. "If we don't have it, you
don't need it!"
A
tall, blond-haired, sagacious-looking fellow appeared at
the link-in spot. "Hmmm, I wonder where the head of
this illustrious establishment is? I would very much
like his audience," thought the intelligent
man.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Merlin
a.k.a. Mysti a.k.a. the Sage Team Bahro
Agent Infiltration, Rescue, Espionage, and
Thinking