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| Description: | Part 4 |
| Text: | [Upper scroll: Jerry]
If you have contacts in the USA or Australia you know what I mean. The sound. Or rather the lack of sound. When the bell rings you grab the receiver and say JERRY. And it is then when you don't hear it. There is an absolutely undescribable emptiness in the receiver. You just know someone is calling you from a far off empire. I had been up all night fighting the key board and was about to hit the sack at 6 in the morning. Then the Bell-bell calls me. Ferslugginer phone terrorist who cant dial the right number I thought. Then I heared it. The vast emptynes of space and distance. No wonder come to think of it. The call goes via satelite. Is it realy possible that the signal is affected by its space travel??? Anyways, soon I heared someone asking - "HALLO, IS THAT JERRY?" Pity I can't write it in accent! I emedeatly knew there was an Aussie at the other end. However, it didn't sound like BUCKANEER me old friend from the outbacks of Parkes. "HALLO JERRY, THIS IS PAUL!" A-ha, this was another first. PAUL is a new contact from THE FORCE over in Oz since CONDOR folded his business. We talked for a good half hour before the beep told us the money was up. Hey PAUL, if you read this you should know that it was very easy to talk to you. By now I have talked to quite a lot of people all over Europe and in America and Australia. What's so special about that you may ask. Well, to me it IS very special. It never stops amazing me that I can sit over here in Sweden and have a friend and even a close friend halfways around the globe. It is early evening here when I talk to FLEX in California disturbing him in his breakfast. The sun is just setting while his is just above the sierras. When BUCKANEER is off his job at 4 in the morning in Oz he calls me and finds me at 8 in the evening. It just occured to me that when he calls like that, he calls me from TOMORROW! Talk about time traveling eh? PAUL thought that my English was good and that was a nice comment. I know I am good at writing it, but I have had VERY little chance practizing speaking. Untill I got in touch with BUCKANEER that is. Now and then he finds a phone booth that fucks up. Then he calls the whole world including me. The first time I was totally dizzy when we had been chatting for half an hour. Man, my tongue felt like too big a portion of dry bread. I hope I have improved somewhat since then. At least I have gotten the chance. Especially when I have talked to Oz for half an hour I tend to forget that there is a distance. "It is as if I could take the car to go there next time instead of calling. Sometimes after such a call the reality comes back to my mind with quite a bit of pain. To me it is real pain to realize that I will never be able to meet the guys in Oz or the USA. I may be depressed for an hour or even more. In the end I am glad though. This is much better than not having those friends at all. And who knows, maybe one day I will be the lucky one at Lotto or betting on football(soccer). Then I will go on a world wide hacker tour. Wouldn't that be something? What ever you do out there, keep on calling. You can reach me all day and evening on SWEDEN(46) 159-31581. Remeber that Australian East coast is 8 hours ahead of our time and on the east coast of the USA you are 8 hours behind our time. Bye for now and have a nice day!! Dolby Stereo!
[Lower scroll: 801 DC & Wrathchild]
CHAPTER 1: ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WOZ A LITTLE BOY NAMED (?). AND HE WOZ VERY, VERY CURIOUS FOR HIS AGE. AND THEN ONE DAY, WHEN HE WOZ WALKING IN THE DEEP FOREST, HE SAW A GIANT CASTLE APPEAR DEEPER IN THE WOODS. "GOSH!" HE SAID. THEN HE HEARD A NOISE FROM THE WOOD. HE TURNED AROUND... AND, YES HIS PANTS BECAME A POUND HEAVIER AS HE SAW THESE TWO GUARDIANS COMING RUNNING TOWARD HIM. AS (?) WOZ SO FUCKIN' SCARED HE DIDN'T RUN AWAY. SO THE GUARDIANS CAUGHT HIM VERY EASY. THEY CARRIED HIM BY THE BALLS TO THE CASTLE. ABOVE THE GREAT BLUE PORTAL THERE WOZ A SIGN... IT SAID "TRIADS EMPIRE!" HUH? -"WHAT'S THAT?" (?) SAID. "IT'S TRIADS EARTH BASE! ONE GUARDIAN SAID. NOW (?) COULD FEEL THE SWEAT ON HIS BACK. AS HE WOZ LOCKED IN HE HEARD THE GUARDIAN SHOUTS -"YOU HAVE EXACTLY 2 HOURS BEFORE SELFDESTRUCT..." THE VOICE FADED AWAY.... "SHIT" AND YES, THERE WOZ YET ANOTHER POUND IN HIS TROUSERS! HE STARTED TO WALK FORWARD. IT WOZ PRETTY DARK IN THE HALL. BUT THERE... ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE HALL HE SAW A GIANT DOOR. HE STARTED TO RUN... SUDDENLY TWO OTHER GUARDIANS JUMPED IN FRONT OF HIM! THEY WOZ CARRYING TWO SWORDS. WITHOUT WARNING THEY ATTACKED HIM. ONE OF THEM RAISED HIS SWORD AND SMACHED IT RIGHT ON HIS LEFT ARM. THE BLOOD WOZ EVERYWHERE... TO BE CONTINUED.... CHAPTER 2: EVERYHING TURNED BLACK.... WHEN HE OPENED HIS EYES HE SAW HIS ARM LAYING TWO METERS AWAY. HE WATCHED HIS SHOULDER. IT HAS STOPPED BLEEDING. AND THE GUARDIANS ARE GONE. STRUGGLING HE STOOD ON HIS FEET... HE STRUGGLED TO THE DOOR... HE GRABBED THE DOOR BELL AND PUSHED IT. HE FELT BACKWARDS. HE WOZ LAYING ON HIS BACK WHEN THE LIVING DEADS OPENED THE DOOR. THEY SMILED AND WELCOMED HIM INTO THIS ROOM. "IS IT OVER NOW?" HE THOUGT. EVERYBODY IN TRIAD WANTS TO SEE YOU DEAD PAL.... THERE! ON A DARK THRONE SITTING 801DC/ HE CRAWLED ALL THE WAY TO THE THRONE. -"PLEASE, LET ME LIVE" (?) SAYS. -"HA, HA". YOU ARE IN OUR KINGDOM NOW ASSHOLE! SAYS 801DC ON THE THRONE. "IF YOU CAN DEFEAT 'EGRAS' YOU'LL GO FREE!" SO THE YOUNG BOY STARTED TO FIGHT 'EGRAS'. HE FOUGHT BRAVELY WITH ONE ARM, BUT AS YOU KNOW TRIADS 'EGRAS' IS TOO GOOD FOR ALL OF YOU. SO THE MONSTER BITES THE LEFT LEG OF (?). HE SCREAMS. SUDDENLY HE STARTS TO CAUGH. AND BLOOD CAME OUT OF HIS MOUTH... SO WHEN HE DIED, HE PROBABLY HAD CAUGHED UP MORE BLOOD THAN YOU AND I THOUGHT POSSIBLE. AND HE DIDN'T REACH THE HI-SCORE LIST, CUZ IT IS ALL OCCOPIED BY THE ALLMIGHTY T R I A D. AND THAT'S ALL FOLX! STORY CREATED BY WRATCHILD & 801DC. |
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