True, I don't know Kha'tie
well, but I almost wish she had my sense of mischief...
GO
Kha'tie!
___________________________ 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!
[This message was edited by Kestryll
on Sun May 09 2004 at 02:39 PM.]
{{{{Kha'tie}}}}, thank you! I think it was the music
rather than the Daleks that persuaded you!
Uh-oh.
Professor T is not out of the woods yet!
Thietris
posted
"No. Response. ... Prepare. To. Open.
Journey. Doors. Profes-"
"Wait! Wait! My
title has been restored! Look! Look!" Professor T could
hardly contain himself and was jumping up and down in
excitement. He pointed towards a monitor which showed
the forum posts.
The Daleks looked at each other.
They seemed a little ... subdued.
"We can return
to the ship now. I need to get back to the Institution,"
said the professor. He headed for the door, but then
remembered something. He walked over to journey door
number five and closed it - firmly. Again the Daleks
looked at one another in silence.
Professor T led
the way back to the landing pods. The path-laying
machine brought up the rear. When the professor's group
had gathered in the pod, he sensed an atmosphere of
tension. By the time the pod had taken off, he felt a
growing sense of unease. Dalek Black Zero One had made a
tour of the small group of Daleks Silver within the pod
and seemed to be communicating silently with them. The
professor became aware that each Dalek was facing in his
direction. He had denied them something which all Daleks
felt compelled to do. They had not yet uttered the word,
but it was with fear that the professor heard that word
in his mind. And the word was
"Exterminate".
The professor had to think fast. The
pods had now docked in the mother ship. He saw that
strange sign again, just as the pod door began to open.
Suddenly he pointed to something behind the group of
Daleks.
"Who is that smoking?" he cried. The
Daleks' eye stalks turned in the direction of the
professor's pointing paw, providing just a split second
for him to dart under the opening door.
Which
way? Professor T hopped first one way, then the other,
unsure of where to go. Then he remembered - the lever
puzzle had not been completed. But where was that small
room with the bed and the Lewis and Clark print? He
started running along the gleaming white corridors. The
Daleks were following.
Mysti Sage Researcher/Adventurer for the
Institute for Advanced Exploration of Myst Worlds
posted
Ah, if only Mysti knew where you
were...
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 doing nothing in particular. Merlin is
currently adventuring in Negilahn. What I look like.
Cordie Personal Assistant to Professor
Thietris Squirrel
posted
Cordelia was just on her way to bed when
she suddenly felt a strange sensation. What could it be,
she wondered.
Looking at herself in the mirror
she could see something appearing underneath her face.
It gradually came into focus and then as she rubbed her
eyes and blinked she could see it was a title
Thank you very much
for my new title, Kha'tie - that's really very sweet of
you
And thank you for
restoring Thietris' title and giving MrD one too -
you're a star
Cordelia Personal Assistant to
Professor Thietris Squirrel, CEO, President and
Managing Director, Institution of Advanced
Exploration of Myst Worlds
An umbrella isn't just
for Christmas, it's for life!
Chuckles58 drops by the Institution
to see if Professor Theitris has finally returned. He
still wants to discuss his observations from a recent visit to
Eder Gira.
Still no sign of Theitris. I guess
I'll drop in to the DISCO to see if I can return the
case of Motta that Viv delivered the other
day.
[I]He found nobody at the register, so he
went to level two, still nobody, then to level three. He
found a real mess. Must have been during the
chocolate sale the other
day.
---------------------------- Master of
Manipulating Stories (MOMS) Director of Redirecting
Kinesis (DORK)
"Where is that magician?" asked the
King. "In the room where you had us bring them all,
your highness," "Bring him here! I need him to fix
this room!" "What is wrong sire?" "Don't you see
it! Everything is ****-eyed! My left leg and ankle is
killing me from all of this new walking and pressure, I
feel like I am going to fall over, and my milk won't
stay on the table, and you KNOOOWWW how I get IF I DON'T
GET MY MILKKKKK!!!!" "Oh, yes, sire, right
away..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Speedy
took a look around the room she was in. Nice, big and
spacious... much better than her college dorm room by
far! Five beds, all with comfortable pillows and
blankets... ahh, how good it feels to lay on
it! "AHhhhhhhh... like a nice hotel...." Speedy
said. "Indeed, I could dig a nice nest in this!" said
Grassie as he pawed the top comfortable around to make
himself a little rest
area. "Snnnnnnnnnnnnarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" went Dr
Warrell, having is first good night sleep in a long
time. "Is there a way to quiet him down?" asked
Grassie. "As long as he doesn't start singing about
lumberjacks, then we're ok," said Speedy. "It has to
be the food! There is a mad scientist in here!" said FM
as he analyzed the food he was eating. "Oh geez...
can you give that a break?" moaned Grassie as he put his
head on the blanket. "How would we NOT know if there
wasn't a scientist here?" asked FM. "What are you
talking about?" asked Merlin. "FM is a little
paranoid about scientists... even though we have a
rather 'mad' one with us now..." Speedy
commented. "But I like him!" said FM. "Oh and
don't make bongo noises around him either... he seems to
freak about that too..." said Speedy. "I don't
freak!" said FM. Suddenly, there was a BONG BONG BONG
BONG. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! THERE ARE
BONGOS!!!! EVIL UKOI!!!!" FM screamed as he jumped up
and began to run around in circles. "Oh geez..."
moaned Speedy as she looked for something to 'ease' FM's
mind. "That was the door!" said Merlin as he got up
to check it.
Co-Manager of Age & Country Hotel; Capable of
Undertaking Treacherous Explorations
[This
message was edited by Speedyserd on Sun May 09 2004 at
05:32 PM.]
Experimental Program 1
True, I don't know Kha'tie
well, but I almost wish she had my sense of mischief...
est place to
chill!)
Security, 
An umbrella isn't just
for Christmas, it's for life!
"Congradulations on
you new titles" 
)
Co-Manager of Age & Country Hotel; 