Six white elliptical pods landed
silently on the surface of Modder Aytor. They landed
close together in a perfectly straight line, allowing
corridors to telescope out from the side of the pods,
connecting them all together - rather like a necklace. A
large door swung open from the side of one of the end
pods, forming a ramp. A tracked vehicle descended the
ramp and began traversing the scrubby terrain. As it
progressed, a smooth, flat, black pathway unrolled from
the rear. It moved towards a large building some yards
away, built in the classical style, with a row of
columns and wide shallow steps climbing to the entrance
doors. The tracked vehicle mounted the steps and
manoeuvred back and forth a few times. It descended the
steps and moved to one side, revealing that the pathway
had been laid right up to the doors of the
building.
Professor T appeared at the open
doorway of the pod and sniffed the air. He walked down
the ramp, followed first by Dalek Black 01 and then, one
by one, Daleks Silver 01--100.
Professor Thietris
Squirrel hereby acknowledges the support of the
International Dalek Society (IDS) in the fight for
justice.
[This message was edited by Thietris on
Fri May 07 2004 at 11:13 AM.]
Cruiser, Bren and Seymour are on their
way down to WHOOPS to see if Mr. Mist needs any help, as
they have not seen or heard from him for quite a while.
As they arrive the strange white fog is seeping out the
front door, which is standing wide open.
Cruiser
calls "Mr. Mist, Mr. E.Z. Mist are you in there?"
Waiting a few minutes with no answer, Cruiser proceeds
slowly through the open doorway...Where could he be?
A moment goes by and a loud scream can be
heard...It's Cruiser and she is running as fast as she
can out the door....She slams the door shut behind
her..."We need help, this is out of control." She is
shaking as she tells Bren and Seymour what she has seen.
Chuckles58 and Cordelia have been
enjoying their afternoon of golf at the majestic Castle
Pines Golf Club in Colorado. As they reach the 18th
green, Chuckles58 has a six foot putt with a chance to
save par. Having not played as well as he did earlier in
the week at St Andrews (7 under par), he has a tough
day. He three putts for a double bogey, finishing the
round at 38 over par.
Wow, that was a tough
round.
Cordelia lines up her three foot putt
for par. She nonchalantly waves the club at the ball,
striking it awkwardly, it heads right for the hole but
much too fast, it hits the back of the cup, jumps
straight up in the air, then drops in. She finished her
round at three under par.
"Well that wasn't
too bad. Oh, I'm sorry, you had some tough breaks today
Chuckles. Why were you having so much trouble with your
swing?"
She looks at the golf bag he had been
using, noticing left handed clubs. The bag tag had the
name Phil Mickelson on it.
"Um, Chuckles,
which hand did you place onto the linking panel of
Volume 27?"
Oopsie! I thought my swing was a bit
disjointed today. Anyway, nice round Cordy, I hope I do
better next time.
They link directly back to
their Reltos from the course, so as to avoid having to
go through the Magenta Planets offices. Chuckles would
rather not let Round Mueller know he has the GOLF
device.
Chuckles gets back to his Ae'gura office
and pops an instructional video to work on his
swing.
Let's see now, "righty tighty and
lefty Lucy".
Cordelia will be glad that
nothing of consequence happened all day in the
Institution. ---------------------------- Master
of Manipulating Stories (MOMS) Director of
Redirecting Kinesis (DORK)
"I don't think we can do anything for
poor Mr. Mist, he was warned, we will have to report
this to the proper authorities and H.U.G.S. of course.
Now we have the frightening task of getting the plant out of the *HOOD* before it
causes anymore disasters. Bren, will you go downstairs
and make sure it is still contained within WHOOPS and
please don't get to close."
Bren returns, gasping for air and
obviously frightened. He explains that after its last meal the plant has mutated and grown.
It has broken free of its confines of WHOOPS. We at the
*Hood* are in major trouble, at this rate it will take
over very soon. Please send help!!!!
Almech dashes towards the plant with a
large book. He opens to the linking panel, tapes it
open, and tosses it at the plant panel first. The book
is snatched out of the air, snapped shut, and dropped
into the plant's huge mouth.
"NOO! Three weeks of
hard writing, gone just like that! I suppose there is
still the chance that some part of the plant will come
in contact with the linking panel before the book
becomes too deteriorated to use..."
"Well not many look
like me, but there are others," says Speedy.
"Why
have we never seen your kind before?" asks the Giant
Knight.
"Because we're in hiding, and only come
out every 1500 years," says Speedy.
"Impossible!
Guards! Take them away!" says the Head Knight angrily.
"And bring me the younger one!"
Speedy and Dr.
Warrell are led away.
A figure, possibly an
adviser, walks into the interrogation
chamber.
"They must be telling the truth, sire. I
have been listening and they not spoken on the matter,"
says the person.
"Yes, yes..." says the Head
Knight as he drifts into
thought.
Meanwhile...
Merlin gets
through to Speedy.
"Merlin, they're coming to get
you, and the interrogator doesn't seem too happy,"
thinks Speedy.
"Don't worry, I'm not afraid,"
thinks Merlin, although he sounds braver than he
is.
Merlin
(just a nickname) in the Institution and Mysti in the A&C Team Bahro
Agents Will help nearly any one who needs help
and do almost anything that needs doing. Mysti is
currently recuperating. Merlin is currently adventuring
in Negilahn. What I look like.
Kestryll sticks his head out the
DISCO's door and screams.
KEEP IT DOWN OUT
THERE! I'M TRYING TO READ!
Dang kids
anyhoo...*grumble*
He walks back in and slams
the door
shut.
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
When Grizz linked back to his Relto, he
found Saavedro huddled on the floor, still sobbing.
Shaking his head in exasperation, he took the man by the
arm and walked him out the door and up the hill to the
pond. He lead the bewildered man right into the water,
and pushed him under the falls, staying to make sure he
didn't just sit down and drown.
The water seemed
to bring him to himself a little. He came out shivering,
but looking much more aware and in control.
Grizz
led him back to the hut, gave him a towel, and opened
the closet.
"You can probably find something in
there that will fit." he said. "Just leave your wet rags
on the floor. I'll take care of them later."
He
went out to check his Relto, and take a look at the
viewer. Soon Saavedro came out looking much better, but
still lost and confused. Grizz went to him and took his
arm, leading him back inside. He went to the books and
turned to Saavedro.
"What you need now is a way
to find out what has been going on since you have been
in exile. I'm going to send you to the surface. If you
don't know what to do, talk to the man by the trailer.
His name is Zandi. He can help you get started.
Following Yeesha's journey will be a learning experience
that will teach you many things you need to
know.
Opening his surface book he placed
Saavedro's hand on the dry desert page. He shook his
head as Saavedro linked away. Then he went and collected
the rags Saavedro had been wearing. He carried them out
to the dock, and simply dropped them into the clouds.
Then he went and washed his
hands.
_______________________________ Co-Owner
The DISCO in the Hood.
"You may now leave guards.
Take and put some food in the prisoners' cells," says
the Giant Head Knight.
"Yes sire."
They
walk out.
"Now, who are you?" says the Head
Knight.
"I am Master Merlin Sage, Sorcerer,
Wizard, Enchanter, Inventor, Inventorizer, Adventurer,
Scholar, Explorer, Student, and Researcher. What do you
want of me Sire?" says Merlin respectfully.
The
Knight, who had never been stood up to in his whole
life, was a bit taken aback, but not for
long.
"You are the leader of your group?" asks
the Knight.
"No, Sire. Speedy is," says
Merlin.
"Where are you from?" asks the
Knight.
"A place over many hills, through dense
woods, and past a house," says Merlin.
"Are there
many others there?" asks the Knight.
"Several,
your highness," replies Merlin mockingly.
By now,
the Knight was about to burst with anger at this young
man for his insolence. However, he remembered something
he had said. It would be unwise to meddle with a
Sorcerer.
"You are powerful?" asks
he.
"Absolutely, I come from a long line of
powerful people," replies Merlin.
"Why are you
still here then?" asks the Knight.
"Because your
people have as of yet caused us no great inconvenience.
We come to the surface to see the region, and we are,"
says Merlin.
"Ah, of course, have you found the
accomadations satisfactory?" asks the Knight
nervously.
"I am beginning to tire of our cells.
Would it be possible to have us put in better rooms?"
asks Merlin.
"Oh, of course... you want to all
have new rooms?" asks the Knight
impatiently.
"Yes, please. Oh, and the gnome
too," says Merlin.
"Very well, you will be moved
in the morning," says the Knight.
"Thank you,
sire," says Merlin.
And he is escorted back to
the cells.
Merlin
(just a nickname) in the Institution and Mysti in the A&C Team Bahro
Agents Will help nearly any one who needs help
and do almost anything that needs doing. Mysti is
currently recuperating. Merlin is currently adventuring
in Negilahn. What I look like.
[This message
was edited by MYSTeriousSage on Fri May 07 2004 at 07:19
PM.]
Almech watches from a distance as the
giant plant continues to eat his trap book. There is a
sudden linking sound, and the plant vanishes. The trap
book, now with half of it missing and the cover in
shreds, plops to the ground.
"It must have
finally got through the cover and touched the panel."
Almech said to cruiser.
"Where did it go?"
Cruiser asks.
"The book was designed to lead to a
trap version of Eder Kemo, but with it's deteriorated
state I have no idea..."
While Kest sits reading his book
behind the DISCO's counter there's a slithering sound
and something green drops a note on the counter. Kest
glances at it.
Sub-level one, aisle
14.
Another note is dropped on the counter.
Kest sighs.
Oh, all right. This had better be
important. This book is finally getting
interesting...
Kest slips his bookmark into
place and heads down to sub-level one. He grumbles, on
his way down the stairs, about people needing fertilizer
at this time of
night.
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
Experimental Program 1
Professor Thietris
Squirrel hereby acknowledges the support of the
International Dalek Society (IDS) in the fight for
justice.
est place to
chill!)
This doesn't make sense
now the middle bit has been deleted! Hey, Mr Ancient
One, how about a joint effort? Can you make cocoa to
Cordelia's recipe? 
