This is where I'm just going to toss junk that I don't have a better forum for.

- APAI Drone M-66X+ sweeps the cutting beam from its Cybereye Laser across Small rat's body, making its left upper arm char and split open!
- Alex Guant taps his neck.
- Rinnan says, "FINALLY."
- Rinnan flicks her wrists, causing her razorclaws to slide out from underneath her fingernails.
- Craig . o O ( 3 Security groups united Nice........... )
- Thaddeus makes a quick motion with his hands, catching hold of Small rat.  Thaddeus twists, and Small rat flies through the air, landing flat on its back.
- Small rat's sharp teeth scrape uselessly on APAI Drone M-66X+'s chest.
- [Cybereye Laser] Heat levels approaching critical levels.
- Rinnan rakes her razorclaws across Small rat's left forearm, sending a roostertail of blood into the air!
- Achilles slices through Grey rat's chest, severing flesh and bone!
- Grey rat's wounds begin gushing blood.
- Grey rat's sharp teeth scrape uselessly on Achilles' head.
- Blood fills the air as Craig's Schrade Double Edged Stiletto cleaves Grey rat's abdomen!
- Grey rat slumps to the ground unconscious.
- [Cybereye Laser] Heat levels approaching critical levels.
- Craig exclaims, "YEAH!"
- Craig savagely slices through Grey rat's throat with his Schrade Double Edged Stiletto, nearly severing the head.
- Grey rat's body twitches as the unfortunate soul expires.
- Thaddeus applauds.
- Alex Guant asks, " Now what?"
- [Cybereye Laser] Warning: Heat levels approaching damaging levels.
- You stagger as your skin crisps from the heat of your Cybereye Laser implant.
- Small rat's chest chars and bursts open, exploding into red tinged flame under the searing beam of APAI Drone M-66X+'s Cybereye Laser.
- Midtown Drive (in New Carthage)
- Bike couriers joust with hovertraffic and groundcars on this crowded street. Garish neon light flashes and pools on chrome facades. Tattoo parlors, mod shops, skin studios: Midtown caters to any whim. The crowds surge past streetside organ display tanks in a bustling press of engineered flesh.  Spotlights and strobes transfix their derm-dilated eyes under a dark neon night.
- Alex Guant asks, " APAI?"
- You can cross north, an intersection lies east, and the street runs west.  A window south has the words 'Maggs Creations' stenciled across it
- To the west, you see someone standing.
- It is now spring.
- There's a thin film of smog in the sky.
- You see a desert camo pants, a t-shirt, a glasses, pair of fingerless gloves, a studded bracers, and a corpse of Grey rat on the sidewalk.
- Achilles (EnSec) is here, looking unassuming as always.  Mr. Thaddeus Morgan, Small rat, and Rinnan (MD/VF) are here, locked in combat.  Craig (WSA/PR) is here.  Alex Guant <NCSP> is looking as though he's seen better days
- Drone 56a arrives from west up the street.
- Craig wipes the blood from his Schrade Double Edged Stiletto.
- Achilles says, "I think we're done."
- Midtown Drive (in New Carthage)
- Bike couriers joust with hovertraffic and groundcars on this crowded street. Garish neon light flashes and pools on chrome facades. Tattoo parlors, mod shops, skin studios: Midtown caters to any whim. The crowds surge past streetside organ display tanks in a bustling press of engineered flesh.  Spotlights and strobes transfix their derm-dilated eyes under a dark neon night.
- You can cross north, an intersection lies east, and the street runs west.  A window south has the words 'Maggs Creations' stenciled across it
- It is now spring.
- There's a thin film of smog in the sky.
- You see a desert camo pants, a t-shirt, a glasses, pair of fingerless gloves, a studded bracers, and a corpse of Grey rat on the sidewalk.
- Achilles (EnSec) is here, looking unassuming as always.  Mr. Thaddeus Morgan, Small rat, and Rinnan (MD/VF) are here, locked in combat.  Craig (WSA/PR) is here.  Alex Guant <NCSP> is looking as though he's seen better days  Drone 56a is a monolithic juggernaut.
- Small rat's sharp teeth scrape uselessly on APAI Drone M-66X+'s chest.
- Craig stuffs a Schrade Double Edged Stiletto into his Ankle-Sheath .
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: status report.
- Achilles [to Alex Guant]: xnonononon
- Craig zips closed his Ankle-Sheath .
- Achilles [to Alex Guant]: It helped us.
- Rinnan asks, "anyone injured?"
- I don't understand that.
- Small rat screeches, the poor rat subcumming to injuries.
- Achilles [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: all dead.
- Alex Guant [to Achilles]: Cool
- Alex Guant stuffs a katana into his Back Scabbard.
- Craig [to Rinnan]: I'm fine thanks for asking
- You'll have to stop attacking Small rat first.
- You get out your DaiLung Dragon MMI launcher.
- Achilles stuffs a japanese longsword into his back
- Alex Guant zips closed his Back Scabbard.
- Thaddeus exclaims, "FUCK!"
- Alex Guant unslings his WLI UAS autoshotgun from his back.
- Craig [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: EEE GADS!
- Drone 56a says, "my god..."
- Achilles [to Rinnan]: the drone, but I doubt you have a tool kit.
- Thaddeus heads west down the street.
- You drop your guard and back off from the battle.
- Alex Guant exclaims, "What he said!"
- Achilles grins mischievously.
- Thaddeus arrives from west up the street.
- Drone 56a
- Rinnan [to Achilles]: Sorry the living are my forte
- Drone 56a crouches down slightly, ready for anything.
- Drone 56a is a young man of average height and seems to be in top physical form. He has shoulder-length, black hair hanging loosly from his head. His facial features are chisled and betray little emotion. You notice that is irises gleam like mercury. His movements are controled, graceful, and efficient.
- Drone 56a's eyes are hidden by a pair of blue sunglasses with a silver wire frame  Much of his body is covered by a black leather duster. It is apparently a very high quality garment. It comes down to his mid-calf and has a mandarin collar.  The black band of a radio pickup circles his throat in silicon-lined elastic.  Much of his body is covered by a black leather duster. It is apparently a very high quality garment. It comes down to his mid-calf and has a mandarin collar.  Inside Drone 56a's duster, you can see a couple of ammo belts hanging loosly across his waist.  Drone 56a is wearing a pair of black BDU pants with many pockets.  Drone 56a has a formidable pair of black, steel-toed boots on. They are held on not by laces, but by a series of buckles going up the side.
- He is in excellent health.
- Drone 56a is holding a credstick.
- You notice Alex Guant looking at you.
- Craig [to Achilles]: Nice work.
- Craig says, "Everyone, incredible........"
- Craig applauds.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ plays its scanning laser over Drone_56a's body.
- Thaddeus sighs loudly.
- Thaddeus brushes the lapels of his suit, cascades of light reflecting on their surface.
- Drone 56a peels back the clothing covering his shoulder and shows his RSI tattoo to the APAI drone.
- You say, "IOIOIOIOARMORARMORARMOR."
- Alex Guant slings his WLI UAS autoshotgun across his back.
- Alex Guant gets out his battle helmet.
- Alex Guant pulls a black helmet over his head, centers it, and reaches around to the back of it and a latch catchs, secureing it to his skull.
- Rinnan nods, "until the next hemorrhage, all.."
- You say, "ENEMY ENEMY ENEMY."
- Rinnan heads east into the intersection.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ rushes at Drone 56a, brandishing its DaiLung Dragon MMI launcher!
- Achilles blinks.
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: wrong. i am RSI
- Achilles says, "Shit."
- Thaddeus eeeps
- Craig exclaims, "OH MY GAWD!"
- A Neon Hovercab arrives from up the street, slows to a stop, and touches down.
- Alex Guant unslings his WLI UAS autoshotgun from his back.
- Drone 56a snaps a kick at your hand, knocking your DaiLung Dragon MMI launcher to the ground!
- Achilles rushes at APAI Drone M-66X+, brandishing his Taijitsu!
- Craig [to a Neon Hovercab]: OTTO HELP US!
- The corpse of Grey rat decays into foul-smelling dust which blows away in the breeze.
- [Cybereye Laser] Warning: Heat levels approaching damaging levels.
- You stagger as your skin crisps from the heat of your Cybereye Laser implant.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ sweeps the cutting beam from its Cybereye Laser across Drone 56a's body, making his chest char and split open!
- Alex Guant says, " Fuck...."
- Drone 56a puts his credstick away.
- Drone 56a picks up a DaiLung Dragon MMI launcher.
- Thaddeus glides toward APAI Drone M-66X+ with short, balanced steps, his hands held out to protect himself from any attack.
- Alex Guant smoothly draws his WLI UAS autoshotgun and fires at APAI Drone M-66X+.
- Craig gets out his truncheon.
- Craig rushes at APAI Drone M-66X+, brandishing his truncheon!
- You say, "WEARING IO SECTEAM ARMOR ENEMY ENEMY ENEMY."
- Drone 56a flees for his life!
- Achilles reaches into his back scabbard and pulls out a japanese longsword.
- Drone 56a heads northeast into the intersection.
- Thaddeus raises an eyebrow at Craig
- Alex Guant unzips his Back Scabbard.
- Alex Guant slings his WLI UAS autoshotgun across his back.
- Alex Guant reaches into his Back Scabbard and pulls out a katana.
- You say, "1010100101001010101001010101001"
- Achilles says, "Oh great now it's going to fight me."
- Achilles [to Alex Guant]: use the gun, better chance.
- Thaddeus chuckles softly to himself.
- APAI Drone M-66X+'s groin armor takes Achilles's cut, but holds.
- Craig exclaims, "I have no gun........fuck!"
- [Cybereye Laser] Heat levels approaching critical levels.
- Thaddeus says, "someone please let me borrow a pistol"
- Alex Guant says, " Every time I kill one its with a blade..."
- Achilles grimaces.
- Achilles [to Alex Guant]: Alrighty.
- You say, "0100101010AssessingTacticalSituation010101001001"
- [Cybereye Laser] Heat levels nominal.
- The Neon Hovercab whirrs, lifts off, and moves away down the street...
- Alex Guant barely hits APAI Drone M-66X+ with katana.
- Every move seems like your last.. The pain is too intense..
- [Cybereye Laser] Target out of range.
- Thaddeus ducks under APAI Drone M-66X+'s arm, catches it in his hands, and twists.  APAI Drone M-66X+ flies gracelessly through the air to land in a heap nearly two meters away.
- You fight on in a haze, with bones jutting through your skin in several places.
- APAI Drone M-66X+'s abdomen armor absorbs the brunt of Achilles's attack.
- Achilles skillfully dodges under APAI Drone M-66X+'s ceramic composite razorclaws.
- You continue your violent assault on Achilles.
- The corpse of Small rat decays into foul-smelling dust which blows away in the breeze.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ bears the brunt of Craig's truncheon attack.
- Thaddeus says, "you ain't shit drone"
- Thaddeus chuckles softly to himself.
- [Cybereye Laser] Laser heat level: Critical.
- Steam hisses from you and vents from the back of your Cybereye Laser implant.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ sweeps the cutting beam from its Cybereye Laser across Achilles's body, making his abdomen char and split open!
- Thaddeus eeeps
- APAI Drone M-66X+'s left upper arm armor takes Alex Guant's cut, but holds.
- You drop your guard and back off from the battle.
- Alex Guant [to Achilles]: get out of here man...
- APAI Drone M-66X+ flies in a slow arc as Thaddeus executes a throw.  APAI Drone M-66X+ slams into the ground with a thud.
- You fight on in a haze, with bones jutting through your skin in several places.
- Thaddeus drops his guard and backs off from the battle.
- Alex Guant drops his guard and backs off from the battle.
- Achilles [to Alex Guant]: I'm all right, for now.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ blocks Achilles's vicious cut with its ceramic composite razorclaws.
- Craig drops his guard and backs off from the battle.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ stalks toward Thaddeus, its ceramic composite razorclaws flashing wickedly.
- Achilles exclaims, "kill it!"
- Alex Guant zips closed his Back Scabbard.
- Thaddeus tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- A RSI Mobile Gun Platform arrives from another part of the street.
- Craig rushes at APAI Drone M-66X+, brandishing his truncheon!
- Achilles exclaims, "guys kill it or it kills us!"
- Thaddeus exclaims, "FUCK ME!!!!!"
- Alex Guant unslings his WLI UAS autoshotgun from his back.
- Craig exclaims, "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!"
- Achilles exclaims, "Oh shit just when it wasn't bad enough, the RSI PLATFORM!"
- Thaddeus tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- Alex Guant smoothly draws his WLI UAS autoshotgun and fires at APAI Drone M-66X+.
- Thaddeus tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- The RSI Mobile Gun Platform's cannon grinds on its turret motors and locks onto Alex Guant.
- [Cybereye Laser] Warning: Heat levels approaching damaging levels.
- You stagger as your skin crisps from the heat of your Cybereye Laser implant.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ narrows the beam angle of its Cybereye Laser and Thaddeus's right forearm erupts into a burning cloud of acrid smoke!
- Thaddeus exclaims, "someone get me outta here!!!"
- A 7.62mm minigun unfolds and deploys from the RSI Mobile Gun Platform.
- Achilles [to Alex Guant]: Flee!
- Thaddeus tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- Alex Guant flees for his life!
- Thaddeus tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- Alex Guant glances both ways and heads north across the street, dodging traffic.
- Thaddeus exclaims, "AHHHH!"
- The RSI Mobile Gun Platform's 7.62mm minigun grinds on its turret motors and locks onto Achilles.
- You say, "01001010Mommy01001010"
- Thaddeus exclaims, "I can't get away!"
- Achilles tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- Achilles tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- Thaddeus tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- Achilles taps his neck.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ seems unshaken by Craig's whack with his truncheon.
- Achilles taps his neck.
- Achilles flees for his life!
- Achilles heads southeast down the street.
- Craig tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- Thaddeus tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- Thaddeus sobs uncontrollably
- Midtown Drive (in New Carthage)
- Bike couriers joust with hovertraffic and groundcars on this crowded street. Garish neon light flashes and pools on chrome facades. Tattoo parlors, mod shops, skin studios: Midtown caters to any whim. The crowds surge past streetside organ display tanks in a bustling press of engineered flesh.  Spotlights and strobes transfix their derm-dilated eyes under a dark neon night.
- You can cross north, an intersection lies east, and the street runs west.  A window south has the words 'Maggs Creations' stenciled across it
- To the north, you see someone standing.  To the southeast, you see someone standing.
- It is now spring.
- There's a thin film of smog in the sky.
- The RSI Mobile Gun Platform towers above the pavement ominously.
- You see a desert camo pants, a t-shirt, a glasses, pair of fingerless gloves, and a studded bracers on the sidewalk.
- Craig (WSA/PR) and Mr. Thaddeus Morgan are here, locked in combat.
- Craig taps his neck.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ parries Craig's truncheon attack.
- Craig tries to escape, but you manage to prevent him!
- You hear the sound of horns honking, and turn north to see Alex Guant arriving from the other side of the street.
- The RSI Mobile Gun Platform's 7.62mm minigun grinds on its turret motors and locks onto Craig.
- Craig exclaims, "FUCK ME!"
- Alex Guant exclaims, "Run!"
- APAI Drone M-66X+ rakes its ceramic composite razorclaws across Thaddeus's abdomen, sending a roostertail of blood into the air!
- Thaddeus slumps to the ground unconscious.
- Alex Guant smoothly draws his WLI UAS autoshotgun and fires at APAI Drone M-66X+.
- Thaddeus's wounds begin gushing blood.
- Craig says, "I can't the APAI has me"
- Craig flees for his life!
- Craig heads east into the intersection.
- You drop your guard and back off from the battle.
- Thaddeus gets up from the ground, shaking his head groggily.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ stalks toward Alex Guant, its ceramic composite razorclaws flashing wickedly.
- Thaddeus heads west down the street.
- Alex Guant exclaims, "Run!"
- Alex Guant flees for his life!
- Alex Guant glances both ways and heads northwest across the street, dodging traffic.
- [Cybereye Laser] Target out of range.
- Achilles arrives from southeast up the street.
- You hear the sound of horns honking, and turn northwest to see Alex Guant arriving from the other side of the street.
- You drop your guard and back off from the battle.
- Alex Guant smoothly draws his WLI UAS autoshotgun and fires at APAI Drone M-66X+.
- You'll have to stop attacking Alex_Guant first.
- The RSI Mobile Gun Platform's 7.62mm minigun grinds on its turret motors and locks onto Alex Guant.
- [Cybereye Laser] Warning: Heat levels approaching damaging levels.
- You stagger as your skin crisps from the heat of your Cybereye Laser implant.
- APAI Drone M-66X+'s Cybereye Laser flashes, focuses on Alex Guant, and causes his chest to erupt into flame!
- Alex Guant flees for his life!
- Alex Guant heads southeast down the street.
- Craig arrives from the street corner to the east.
- Achilles glances both ways and heads northwest across the street, dodging traffic.
- The RSI Mobile Gun Platform's 7.62mm minigun grinds on its turret motors and locks onto Craig.
- I don't understand that.
- You say, "01001010IThoughtSoBitch01001001"
- Craig heads west down the street.
- You say, "01001001001PursuitPursuitPursuit01010"
- Midtown Drive (in New Carthage)
- Bike couriers joust with hovertraffic and groundcars on this crowded street. Garish neon light flashes and pools on chrome facades. Tattoo parlors, mod shops, skin studios: Midtown caters to any whim. The crowds surge past streetside organ display tanks in a bustling press of engineered flesh.  Spotlights and strobes transfix their derm-dilated eyes under a dark neon night.
- You can cross north, an intersection lies east, and the street runs west.  A window south has the words 'Maggs Creations' stenciled across it
- To the north, you see someone standing.  To the east, you see someone standing.
- It is now spring.
- There's a thin film of smog in the sky.
- The RSI Mobile Gun Platform towers above the pavement ominously.
- You head west along the street.
- Midtown Drive (in New Carthage)
- Bike couriers joust with hovertraffic and groundcars on this crowded street. Garish neon light flashes and pools on chrome facades. Tattoo parlors, mod shops, skin studios: Midtown caters to any whim. The crowds surge past streetside organ display tanks in a bustling press of engineered flesh.  Spotlights and strobes transfix their derm-dilated eyes under a dark neon night.
- You can cross north and the street runs east and west.  A squat brick building sits on the lot south.
- It is now spring.
- There's a thin film of smog in the sky.
- You dodge your way across the street, barely avoiding passing hovercraft and rogue cyclists.
- You see a desert camo pants, a t-shirt, a glasses, pair of fingerless gloves, and a studded bracers on the sidewalk.
- Drone 56a arrives from east up the street.
- Drone 56a says, "I am RSI"
- Midtown Drive (in New Carthage)
- You can cross south, the street runs east, and an intersection lies west.
- It is now spring.
- There's a thin film of smog in the sky.
- Drone 56a is a monolithic juggernaut.
- Drone 56a points to his shoulder on his naked body.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ stalks toward Drone 56a, its ceramic composite razorclaws flashing wickedly.
- You drop your guard and back off from the battle.
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: do not attack we are friends...
- APAI Drone M-66X+ blocks Drone 56a's ceramic composite razorclaws with a loud scrape.
- Drone 56a drops his guard and backs off from the battle.
- Such pacifism is certainly admirable, but would be more impressive if you were actually involved in combat.
- Drone 56a bows gracefully at the waist.
- You say, "010011111111010010100101"
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: forgive me.
- Drone 56a
- Drone 56a is a young man of average height and seems to be in top physical form. He has shoulder-length, black hair hanging loosly from his head. His facial features are chisled and betray little emotion. You notice that is irises gleam like mercury. His movements are controled, graceful, and efficient.
- His dark hair is long and tied back into a ponytail. His eyes are shining like cold mercury.  Drone 56a's shoulders are powerful and fairly broad. His body has just the right amount of muscle, not bulky, but obvously very strong.  On his right shoulder is a dark blue tatoo that says, 'INFANTRY DRONE: SERIES 56A'.  Drone 56a is clearly male.  He has very powerful legs, you would guess that he would be a formidable martial artist.
- He seems to have some nasty cuts and bruises.
- Drone 56a is holding a Sanguinius Tech radio and a credstick.
- APAI Drone M-66X+
- A tall, androgynous-looking humanoid, this Anti-Personnel Automatic Infantry unit is covered with RSI insignia and rune-like service markings. Its body is made of chrome-embedded flesh and myomer grafts, and moves with unerring, fluid grace. A disturbingly realistic face, chisled and mannequin-like, bears cyberoptic eyes; the left one glows with an inhuman, red fire. A mane of fiber-optic hair cascades down its shoulders and shimmers from disappating waste-heat. Each of its articulated fingers ends in a serrated, blade-like edge honed to monomolecular sharpness.
- It is deathly pale and bleeding from multiple stabs and slashes.
- APAI Drone M-66X+ is empty-handed.
- A RSI Mobile Gun Platform arrives from another part of the street.
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: i use IO armor because it is the best available resource. let that be a lesson...use whatever is one hand. adaptability.
- [Cybereye Laser] Heat levels nominal.
- You say, "||| || | ||||| | ||| ||||||| ||| ||||||||||||"
- The RSI Mobile Gun Platform scans Drone 56a and moves on.
- The RSI Mobile Gun Platform drives south down the street.
- Drone 56a smiles happily.
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: can you disclose the nature of your mission in this city?
- You hear the sound of horns honking, and turn southeast to see Craig arriving from the other side of the street.
- Craig heads west into the intersection.
- You say, "TargetInterOrbitalDESTROYDESTROYDESTROY."
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: very interesting...is that the mission of the gun platform as well?
- You say, "010010100100100Affirmative00101010."
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: do you know the location of IOs headquarters in this city?
- APAI Drone M-66X+ twitches as a modem-like noise pulses from somewhere in its head.
- Drone 56a . o O ( what a remarkable creature. )
- You say, "00100101CoordinateDownloadCOMPLETECOMPLETECOMPLETE01001"
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: so what will the gun platform do now?
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: now that it knows where IO is.
- Drone 56a grins mischievously at you.
- You say, "DestroyDestroyDestroyTARGET."
- You say, "MustOverwhelmDefensesDefenses10100101010ACCESSTUNNEL."
- Drone 56a [to APAI Drone M-66X+]: excellent...

After that stunning victory against the rats, a large pack of rat slayers took to the sewers, where they attacked the rat nest itself, located in the old train.  During the attack, the train started, moving the combat out into the wastes.  The rat killers were victorious, only losing a life or two in the process.  They trekked back to New Carthage, as heroes.
As for the RSI Platform - a group of IO Secteam employees attacked it as it attempted to break the access tunnel, destroying its offensive capabilities from the inside.  For the next few months it remained in New Carthage, just outside the access tunnel.  Recently (September, I think) it mysteriously started up again, returning to the Eastern Wastes as mysteriously as it had arrived.
Thank you for joining us here as CS Masterpiece Theater.

Brought out by popular request: the infamous Johnny confession, thanks to Mirabilis, the makers of ICQ.  Thank you, ICQ.

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     ICQ History Log For:
            4631263  Johnny
 Started on Fri Jul 09 00:59:29 1999
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Johnny     7/9/99   12:05 AM honestly...do yuo guys dislike me over there?
                             *sniffles* If so, I am truely sorry.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:06 AM Dislike you?  Why?  Geez, no.....

Johnny     7/9/99   12:07 AM just the general vibe I got.
                             I'd like to think what I did back when elana
                             was on don't affect judgements of me now.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:08 AM Elana?  Huh?  What did I miss?

Johnny     7/9/99   12:10 AM in the past, I've sat in my coffin and asked
                             elana and others if they'd like to join our
                             MOO. I got the feeling from our conversation
                             that you didn't really agree that the way I
                             approached people was kosher.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:11 AM It's been compared to 'trolling' on here.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:11 AM Well, like Dave said, how'd you feel if we did
                             it?

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:12 AM ello?

Johnny     7/9/99   12:13 AM personally? I wouldn't care too much. Because
                             I feel that if someone wants to work on
                             something, they like it, they want to do it.
                             And if someone left our MOO to work on
                             another, thats fine.They obviously weren't
                             feeling 100% about the place.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:15 AM And in the business world, that's illegal.
 
                             If we did end up going pay for play, like
                             stymie wanted to, you'ld be hearing from our
                             lawyers, and within full legal boundaries.
 
                             It's considered a questionable practice in a
                             good deal of the civilized world.

Johnny     7/9/99   12:17 AM yes, but at the time, it wasn't a business, it
                             was a hobby, and still is.
                             If it was pay for play, I wouldn't have
                             bothered.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:18 AM ......

Johnny     7/9/99   12:20 AM *chuckles*
                             I do respect you guys greatly....hell, I'd
                             love to help out, but at that time, I was
                             looking for talent and saw CS in the state it
                             was and figured there would be people
                             interested in leaving it. at any rate, I'm
                             sorry if I offended you or anyone else (well,
                             sides Elana with the sex incident) for that
                             matter.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:23 AM You know, that little snide comment just made
                             it all the worse.  "Saw the state it was in."
 
                             Ah, so when whitewater rafting, if a nearby
                             boat is stuck on a rock, you try to lure the
                             other rowers over?  That's called being a sick
                             opportunistic little FUCK.

Johnny     7/9/99   12:25 AM yes, your right, that WAS my attitude and yes
                             it was wrong to think like that.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:27 AM Well, it's happened.
 
                             We can't take back our words, moreso in this
                             electronic age of records and such.  Ok, I'll
                             be honest.  The bunch of the admin and I are
                             fucking PISSED AT HELL at what you've done, and
                             if it wasn't for the fact that you haven't broken
                             an obvious rule, you'ld have been toaded ages ago.
                             Ok, there, happy now?  That's the truth.

Johnny     7/9/99   12:28 AM *nods* I'm glad you were honest. Though I'm
                             curious why yuo didn't say so before?

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:29 AM Because unlike you, I try to be a decent human
                             being.  I thought it would have been rude to
                             call you out, or to accuse you of questionable
                             practices in front of your peers.  Because I
                             respected you as a human being, until that
                             little comment of yours.

Johnny     7/9/99   12:30 AM that comment was said in past-tense, I no
                             longer mean that of CS.
                             Honestly, I don't

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:31 AM Well, was I still an admin back then?  Why yes
                             I was.  So it still hurts.

Johnny     7/9/99   12:34 AM Your point has made me seriously think about
                             some of the things I have done that I thought
                             were just mild. You know, I do admire your
                             ability to seperate personal feelings from
                             professional ones. I had no clue about any of
                             this until now.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:37 AM Back in 1991, I ran a BBS.  I trolled for
                             users from every local BBS in NJ.  And even
                             some long distance ones.  I trolled and
                             trolled and trolled, and got the largest user
                             base in central jersey.  But I was still on a
                             slow machine, and on a crappy code base.  So I
                             sucked anyway.  All the local sysops and their
                             user friends hated me, and I was a loveless
                             little bastard.  I only hope you learn that
                             lesson faster then I, a little 13 year old,
                             did.

Johnny     7/9/99   12:40 AM like I said, I don't do that anymore, unless
                             you consider just talking about sindome
                             trolling....*think* at least I don't think it
                             is, am I wrong?

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:43 AM Talking about sindome is not wrong.
 
                             You know, sad thing is, I'd really like
                             Sindome, and really enjoy being a player on
                             there.  You guys have some great ideas, and an
                             incredible webpage.  But after the incidents
                             I've seen and heard about, I've just got a
                             sick taste to my stomach.  And after years of
                             growing up on New Jersey water, that says
                             something.

Johnny     7/9/99   12:45 AM hmm, I'm really sorry it came across that way.
                             I just wish someone would have sat me down and
                             knocked some sense into me sooner.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:46 AM I just wish you had more morals.  Or I just
                             wish I had less.  Either way would have been
                             easier and resolved much faster.

Johnny     7/9/99   12:49 AM well, I guess all I can ask is that you look
                             beyond my actions and one day consiider
                             Sindome for the community it is/will become
                             and not for the actions of myself or another
                             seemingly childish individual.

Kingfox    7/9/99   12:51 AM Just like seeing LAX for the beer and not the
                             people.  *grin*

Johnny     7/9/99   12:51 AM *chuckles* umm....yea, I guess you could say
                             that.