On the yacht, FM woke up before everyone
else, stood on the deck and looked at the thunderstorm,
which was looming closer and closer. He walked back to
his Navigation Desk, did some quick calculations and
then moved over to a computer.
He typed on the
computer for several seconds, until he pulled up a big
weather map of the surrounding areas...all around them
the area was a large patch of rainclouds...
FM
sighed and walked over to his sonar which he had managed
to get working after several days...all he could see was
tiny dot in the distance...it suddenly all made
sense.
He walked over to his navigation desk, and
wrote a big note in black marker on his notepad..that
read.
"RELTO ISLANDS CAN HAVE
THUNDERSTORMS AS WELL AS RAINCLOUDS"
He pinned
the note onto the steering wheel, incase anyone missed
it...and then went back to plotting a course for the
yacht on the big map of the Age they were in...that was
completely empty except for the few dots marking the
Reltos they'd found so
far..
FrontMullet Minister of Inane
Babble and Rocket-Propelled Cones - Institute of
Advanced Exploration of Myst Worlds
In the meantime, Gisli was still below
deck, trying to find a goat or something to sacrifice.
He looked out one of the port windows when he saw
something jump down in front of it and into the
myst. He opened the hatch and looked down. He saw
something crawling on the side of the boat, just below
the Myst line... "ACK!" he yelled as he shut the
hatch. The figure looked up after hearing that noise
but it didn't see anyone... Gisli was panting on the
other side of the window. Odin was on the boat and he is
doing something to it! Oh, he must not be too pleased
with them if he is going to sabotage it! He needs to
find an offering worthy enough for Odin and he needs to
do this now!!!!!
On board the yacht, things are going at
their normal pace. Gisli, is shouting and chasing after
XY&Z, who are constantly saying *mama* and *food*,
they are so cute as they try to hide behind Cordie. Dr
Warrell is whining about the nasty weather, nothing
seems to make that man happy, Speedy keeps talking to
him saying that things will get better. TLG and
Boatingirl are in the galley preparing some food for
dinner and chatting with Mysti who is sitting on a stool
watching them. Ghost Stellaflora and FM are on the
bridge plotting a coarse that will take them to the next
Relto, and watching the radar for anything they can’t
visually see.
They are all so busy that they
haven’t noticed that a crew member is no longer on
board. When it does comes to their attention and they
start a search, a note will be found. What is in that
note will shock them all!!!!
Ghost Stellaflora has been haunting
the deck of the Narvis Calorum, He had been
rather puzzled by seeing a myserious figure that jumped
off into the myst. He went to the spot and all he could
see was a blanket lying abandoned next to the
side
"Thats rather odd, I wonder who that
was?"
He then distracted by a noise coming
from Gisli's cabin. GS sank though the floor and saw
Gisli rushing arround chasing X Y and Z about and
shouting something about Odin wanting a
Goat
Stellaflora & Ghost Stellaflora:
Institutional Network of Scientists & Adventurous
Neighborhood Explorers (I.N.S.A.N.E), Scientists for
the Institute for Advanced Exploration of Myst
Worlds, Creators of Virual Reltos. Who here has Aspergers Syndrome? Got any Silly Pics? (PicturePooling
Thread)
"Mama! Food!" XYZ chimed. They're
learning that whenever they say food, someone gives them
something to eat! Well, except for Gisli, and as a
result they took his food and ran off with it, hence the
chase once again. "Don't take my sacrifice!" Gisli
shouted, for the penguins had stolen some salmon that he
had found in the food storage area. "FOOD!" XYZ
chimed as they ran behind Cordie, protecting it as they
eat it. "Oh Gisli, stop chasing the poor darlings,"
said Cordie. "But they took the sacrifice!" said
Gisli. "I'm sure you can find something else...
aww... look at them as they eat the fish..." Cordie
cooed. "I'm telling you, Dr Warrell, everything will
be fine..." Speedy said for the millionth time for the
day. "I want to get on dry ground!" he
huffed. "Fine, do whatever you want! I'm getting
tired of this conversation!" Speedy said as she stormed
off. Meanwhile, the storm is brewing in the horizon
and it seems to be getting closer... FM gulped. Can this
boat handle the winds? They look pretty strong from the
navigation area. Also, the waves are getting pretty
choppy.
Should you ever get a
quiet, reflective moment on your yacht (), here's a poem for the
wardroom -
"Sea-Fever"
I must down to the
sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I
ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And
the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white
sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face,
and a grey dawn breaking.
I must down to the seas
again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild
call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all
I ask is a windy day with the white clouds
flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and
the sea-gulls crying.
I must down to the seas
again, to the vagrant gypsy life, To the gull's way
and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted
knife; And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing
fellow-rover And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when
the long trick's over.
John Masefield
(1878-1967).
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Luton UK. GMT. ER - the est place to
chill!
[This message was edited by Mr Zebe D on
Tue May 25 2004 at 12:48 PM.]
NOTE TO ALL HOOD HOMIES: The
DISCO partnership of Grizz and Veronica are pleased to
announce the opening of a new eating and drinking
establishment in the hood. It is called "The Side Door
at the DISCO" and is just down the walkway away from
Heek Inc. toward the other end. This establishment will
be prepared to serve meals, and provide drinkables, but
until we find a bar tender, most of the things ordered
will have to be left to your imagination to
see.
Stay tuned for the announcement of the
opening of the sidewalk cafe area in the near future.
Dine and drink waterside, or share a quiet conversation
with a friend. Just as in the DISCO, the Side Door will
never close, and a warm welcome to all.
Just so
you will know what to look for, here is a view of the front of the
establishment.
_______________________________ Co-owner
of the DISCO in the Hood.
Cordie Personal Assistant to Professor
Thietris Squirrel
posted
Eventually, after the excitement of
Gisli chasing XY&Z around the boat and Speedy and Dr
Warrell arguing for the umpteenth time, Cordelia pauses
to reflect on the day
Suddenly she
realises that there is someone she hasn't seen around
for a while now.
"Hey" she calls to everyone on
board, "have any of you seen Cruiser
recently?"
Everyone stops what they are doing and
considers the question, but no-one
replies.
"That's strange," she thinks "I wonder
what happened to my friend?"
( , I have added a Smialies
folder to the picture pool )
Stellaflora &
Ghost Stellaflora: Institutional Network of Scientists
& Adventurous Neighborhood Explorers
(I.N.S.A.N.E), Scientists for the Institute for
Advanced Exploration of Myst Worlds, Creators of
Virual Reltos. Who here has Aspergers Syndrome? Got any Silly Pics? (PicturePooling
Thread)
"I really don't know, Cordie. He's been
this way since we left Elkae's Relto. I guess he really
does need some time to calm down..." Speedy
commented. "WEll, he isn't used to this lifestyle,"
said Cordie. "That is true. He seemed to like it
though in Teledahn and Negilahn though... well, at least
when he sounded like it when he was singing in his
sleep..." Speedy observed. "Maybe he just needs a
girl," said Mysti, popping up. "Oh geez! Mysti, you
scared me!" said Cordie. "Sorry. Bg sent me up here
to find out where the salmon went," said Mysti. "Oh,
the penguins had some..." said Cordie. Speedy sighed.
"I really need to start watching what they eat. They've
had four lunches so far today!" she sighed.
A
note is found lying on the table near the bed in
Cruisers room on the yacht, it is folded very small
almost like it was to be thrown away but had been
forgotten....
This is to my dear friends, you
have all been wonderful and I will miss you terribly,
but I must leave you now. I’m having problems in my life
that I can no longer cope with and my unhappiness is not
pleasant company. Please don’t feel badly as I hope I
will always have a place in your heart......The myst has
no end and I will continue to fall.....because the end
has not been written.... Cruiser...
Elkae Dr. Elkae Knutsson, Dir., Dept. of
Stymied Peregrinations & Asinine Mischief, Inst. of Advanced
Exploration of Myst Worlds
posted
What Cruiser didn't understand yet
was how much her friends loved her and wanted to be a
part of her life and to help her. The trouble will pass
and her friends will be most willing to help her through
it if she will only let them.
Proud Member ~~~~~~~~~ There's no
place like home (except the Institution) ~~~~~~~~~
Dusty stand there with his mouth open
untill one of the bahro hand him a mug of ale he looks
at it and smiles "so they were just missunderstood" he
drinks some ale and begins to understand the bahro "This
shall prove to be an interesting night!"
Hey You!
Put the cone down and step away from the
cone!!!!!!
Experimental Program 1
), here's a poem for the
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est place to
chill!
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Take your
umbrella on a journey through 
Grizz,
That looks very nice.
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