Almech, who had left the Institution and
headed back to the city without anybody noticing, walks
up the Great Stairs.
"Where is the building for
the guild of writers? Kadish, as guildmaster, probably
stored the descriptive book for Kadish Tolesa
there..."
Noticing a big grate blocking a
stairway, he looks at the D'ni written above it and
makes out something that could be guild of writers (his
D'ni was never very good). Almech raises his crowbar and
prepares to move that grate out of his way.
As Boatingirl scrambled about her Relto
to get supplies for the
trip.
-Pickaxe -Rope -Cramp
Ons -Carabiners -Utility Belt -Relto
Book -Linking book to the A&C -A variety of
little tiny brushes -Pink nail polish -Sun tan
lotion
*She links to the city because she can’t
decide where to go, Eder Gira, or Teledahn. Eder Gira,
or Teledahn. Eder Gira, or Teledahn. Eder Gira, or
Teledahn. She thinks (Which is amazing). She walks to a
table (which happens to have the open badger book on
it)* I know! I’ll flip a coin! *She flips a
quarter onto the table, it lands on the badger picture,
and she slaps her hand down on the coin. Which results
in her linking to the Badger age.
"Oooo..." FM moaned as he drank some
tea. His head has felt better days, but his mind is not
clouded with the ideas of killing badgers and skinning
them... "Dang, how hard did you hit him, doctor?"
asked Grassie. "Hard enough. Don't worry, it helps
his mushroom head fever. He needs his brain to focus on
something else besides the fever," explained Dr
Osmostien. "And how did you find that out?" asked Dr
Warrell, still very confused on how peanuts can become
rocket fuel. "Oh, Ukoi did it for me vhen I had too
many mushrooms," "So who is this Ukoi?" asked
MrD. "Do you vant to meet him?" asked Dr
Osmostien. "Umm... will he bite?" asked
Speedy. "No, I vouldn't think so, as long as you
don't look like badgers, vhich you don't so I think you
vill be ok. Follow me! He's in his part of the house,"
said Dr Osmostien as he walked out of the room. The
other forumites followed, (waiting after FM eventually
got to his feet). Dr Osmostien led them through a
kitchen and some sort of study before they came to a
room where there was another osmo sitting, this time in
front of some radio equipment. "Ukoi! Ve have
guests!" Dr Osmostien shouted with glee. Ukoi turned
around. Upon seeing these non-badger, non-osmo, and
non-familiar forms, he blurted out: "Ukoi! That is no vay to
speak to guests!" said Dr Osmostien. He turned "I'm
sorry for that..." he said as he walked over to Ukoi and
talked to him. "Ummm... what did he say?" asked
MrD. "I think something about bongos..." Speedy
said. Speedy said this loud enough that Ukoi heard
her. He stopped speaking. "Bongo?" he asked. The
forumites looked at one another. "YUmmm... bongo...?"
said Grassie, unsure of what he was doing. "Oooo..."
said Dr Osmostien as he backed off. "What? What did
we do?" asked Grassie, suddenly a little
scared. Suddenly, Ukoi pulled out a set of bongos and
began to play them as he sang: "Mama was queen of the
mambo Papa was king of the Congo Deep down in the
jungle I started bangin' my first bongo Every
monkey'd like to be In my place instead of
me Cause I'm the king of bongo, baby I'm the king
of bongo bong I went to the big town Where there
is a lot of sound From the jungle to the
city Looking for a bigger crown So I play my
boogie For the people of big city But they don't
go crazy When I'm bangin' in my boogie I'm the
"king of the bongo, king of the bongo bong" Hear me
when I come King of the bongo, king of the bongo
bong They say that I'm a clown Making too much
dirty sound They say there is no place for little
monkey in this town Nobody'd like to be in my place
instead of me Cause nobody go crazy when I'm bangin'
on my boogie I'm the king of the bongo, king of the
bongo bong Hear me when I come "King of the bongo,
king of the bongo bong" Bangin' on my bongo all that
swing belongs to me I'm so happy there's nobody in my
place instead of me I'm a king without a crown
hanging loose in a big town But I'm the king of bongo
baby I'm the king of bongo bong King of the bongo,
king of the bongo bong Hear me when I come, baby,
king of the bongo, king of the bongo
bong..." Eventually, Speedy, Grassie, MrD, Dr
Warrell, and even FM began to dance to the bongo tune.
Once it was over, those five applauded. "That was
good," said Dr Warrell. "Oooo... my head,..." moaned
FM. "Ugabonga platobo mintiki teia," said
Ukoi. "Uh?" said Speedy and Grassie. "Oh, sorrwie.
I sed drink mint plant tea. Good for head bangings,"
said Ukoi. "Wow, you do know English!" said
MrD. "Vell, how else vould you think you vould talk
to him?" Dr Osmostien chuckled.
Studying gives
you knowledge. Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. I am
learning how to be corrupt.
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Ignorant Thinker Owner: Kahlo Pub,
Teledahn Winery, Cavern & Age Delivery Service,
Cavern & Age Catering. Scourge of Traffic Cones
and part-time Bartender. If I can't do it, you
can!
“Well I guess I’m going to Teledahn! But
I’ll need a sample from the ceiling.” *She starts
hooking up her gear. Climbs to the ceiling, when she
hears scuffling noises coming from the other end of the
tunnel. A badger comes into view, carrying a rather
nasty looking spear.* *Upon seeing the strange human
strapped to the ceiling carrying a rather frightening
looking scythe-like thing (Pickaxe) lets out a small
yelp, and turns around and scuttles away to
report.* *Boatingirl smiles and jumps down, runs, and
tries to pet him. He turns around, and bares his teeth.
Boatingirl, startled, just stares blankly. Then the
badger runs faster, and Boatingirl follows, only more
trepid.* *As the Badger runs around the corner,
Boatingirl peeks over, and sees a seemingly normal wall,
but a crack in it. Being the Geologist that she is, she
realizes that it is not a natural crack.* “Hmmm, I
wonder where he went”, and slaps the wall. Which opened
the door. You won’t believe what was on the other
side...
Between the fateful day of
April 3 and today, April 21, a change had taken place.
Somewhere in the intertwined and not so entwined posts,
between the elevations of wit and humour, and on at
least one occasion, the depths of perceived dispair, a
slow and at the same time hurried, almost imperceptible
change had occured.
Since that fateful day, in
the over 1,577 posts and the 22,442 plus views, in the
sometimes irreverent mix of threads of truth, emotion,
fact and fancy it had happened, a community of neighbors
was born, the Experimental Program One was opened to
all, by a squirrel no less.
As real as any
neighborhood you might drive or walk through, yearn to
live in, and visit again and again. Whether it called
you to observe or participate, it had achieved an almost
indefinable quality that keeps drawing one back with
anticipation and excitement, a sense of adventure,
longing even, a special secret place shared with
friends.
For this traveler, to participate in
such and online forum, it was a brave step, one he had
never taken before, or thought he even desired to. A
journey into an realm never before explored. Along the
way, he had met and come to very deeply appreciate some
truly original, imaginative, intelligent and caring
human beings who, spanning ages from young to old, had
not lost the joy, and knew the value of community,
caring, play and sharing.
Before I turn in, I
just wanted to be sure all you knew, how really
wonderful I think this is, and to say thanks for letting
me come and play in your sandbox!
------------------------------
"You're
traveling through another dimension, a dimension not
only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a
wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination.
That's the signpost up ahead - your next stop, the
Twilight Zone!" Rod
Serling
-----------------------------
That
signpost is a Bahro pole, and you have just entered, the
URU Zone.
Dr Osmostien got FM some tea. Sure
enough, it made his head feel much better. "Ahhh.
That is good... thanks..." said FM. "Your velcome,"
said Dr Osmostien. "So, you try to get into prison?"
asked Ukoi to the others. "Yes, a friend of ours in
trapped in there..." said Grassie. "Well, she did get
convicted of a crime..." said MrD. "Whatever. We want
to bring her home!" said Speedy. "So, you try to get
into prison?" asked Ukoi again. "Yes!" said
Grassie. "Hrm... difficult indeed. Many badgers. With
big sharp pointy sticks. Hurt... I know, I had a few in
me, but it was to make new piercing," Ukoi said as he
pointed to his nose. "Oh... lovely..." said Dr
Warrell. "What is outside?" asked FM. "Rocketship.
Me protect it from badgers. They want our fuel," said
Ukoi. "Yes, the new fuel I made up: peanut oil!" said
Dr Osmostien. Some of the forumites
chuckled. "Vhat?" Vhat is vrong?" asked Dr
Osmostien. "Sorry... but we know peanut oil to be a
kind of cooking oil back home," explained
Speedy. "Oh, you cook with peanuts? Vhy? They are
veeds," said Dr Osmostien. "Veeds?" chuckled
FM. "I think he means weeds..." whispered
Grassie. "Oh, they're quite tasty, I can assure
you..." said MrD. "And so are mushrooms. But
mushrooms bad for head. Make head fever. Not good at
all," said Ukoi. "So why is peanut oil so precious
then?" asked Dr Warrell. "Vell, the Ole Badger vants
it to power his buildings and I am the only one vho
knows the process. So to keep me here and to satisfy his
power needs, he keeps on sending badger enforcements
here," explained Dr Osmostien. "And then I count down
from ten and then play my bongos!" said Ukoi. "They
don't like bongos..." said Dr Osmostien. "Ahh... I
see..." said Grassie. "Anywho, could you help us get
into the prison and help us save our friend?" asked
Speedy.
Studying gives you knowledge.
Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. I am learning how to
be corrupt.
*Boatingirl walks into the room.* What!
There’s nothing here! *She looks around the room, and
sees nothing.* Great. A dead end. Oh well, I still
have my Relto book. *Slaps her Relto book, and nothing
happens.* Oh great it’s on the fritz. *she sits down in
the corner, and turns on the headlamp. Then notices
something she hadn’t before. A box full of dark red
gooey stuff.* What’s that? *She walks over, and puts her
finger in it, and licks it.*Hmmm, oh I get it! The
linking books are JAMMED! MMMMMM, it’s raspberry! *she
glances at the side of the box and sees a button, and a
label. The picture of the Badger is near it. “Emergency
Link Out” What does this do? *she presses the button,
and disappears, reappearing in the seat at the table
with the Badger book.*
Almech walks up the stairway, and
discovers why it was blocked off. The stairs crumbled
beneath his weight and found himself falling, his relto
book disappearing. He lands in a small cave below
Ae'gura, and happily discovers his KI still working. He
leaves a message on the Institution
imager:
Help! I'm trapped in a small cave
beneath Ae'gura! My coordinates are 61368, 49,
-300.
A traffic cone comes flying out of
the Common Room and swishes down the stairs and
screeches to a halt in front of the Imager. Kestryll
runs out after it and vaults the railing, lands in the
fountain and runs up to the oddly immobile
cone.
He glares down at it. It twists around then
twists back. He gives it a light kick. it tips back and
knocks him on the knee. He finally looks up and sees
Almech's message on the imager. Then he bends down and
whispers to it.
Get your friends together and
see what you can do. Maybe I'll leave the lot of you
alone for a week... Just stay out of the
DISCO!
The cone suddenly spins around, bounces
back, hops up and down a couple of times then zips off
towards the Nexus Book.
Great. Now I have to
find something else to occupy myself for a
week...
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Ignorant Thinker Owner: Kahlo Pub,
Teledahn Winery, Cavern & Age Delivery Service,
Cavern & Age Catering. Scourge of Traffic Cones
and part-time Bartender. If I can't do it, you
can!
Somewhere several pages ago, Ronda has
collapsed in the Egg Room entrance while watching the
goings-on in Thietris' office. After regaining the
ability to breathe, she then had to wait for the hiccups
to ease before even getting up. You know, the kind where
your breastbone collapses against your spine, squishing
whatever unimportant bits might be sitting around doing
nothing in between. Like your heart and thymus and
mediastinum and whatnot.
Keeping
herself well out of the way of the muttering cones, she
finally picks herself up, dusts herself off...and makes
a break for WHOOPS.
She is stopped, however, by
Boatingirl's note re sandstone and quartz. "Hm! The
GZ crystals don't have the right cleavage patterns,
though. Quartz crystals are hexagonal...aren't they?"
Not so sure at this point, and thinking the GZ crystals
look more like the giant selenite crystals found
recently in a cave in Mexico she'd seen photos of once,
she decides to have a quick gander at the GZ.
As
she links out, she realizes she STILL hasn't been into
WHOOPS!
In cavern:
Ronda KI # 589268 - Atrus shard ~ TMP When the
going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
{{{{{Homies}}}}} better
late than never! [someonewhoshallremainnamelessDad
accidentally pulled the power plug on the cable
connector... thought I was gonna expire because I was
JUST getting caught up!]
In cavern:
Ronda KI # 589268 - Atrus shard ~ TMP When the
going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
I had fun getting
online too. We have cable internet, and somehow a very
important cable broke. Our whole area had its internet
flickering on and off. Sammamish,
Issiquah...