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Date Posted: 19:01:56 12/13/02 Fri
Author: choo
Subject: Re: who wants to create?
In reply to: maniac 's message, "Re: who wants to create?" on 20:09:23 12/08/02 Sun

"It was a distant jarring that awoke him first, one of those moments where you're caught in between sleeping and waking. The kind where you wake up with the phone already in your hand...to find your lips moving before your mind has told it what's going on. One of those moments which only happens when someone important phones, but it wasn't the phone. The persistent banging which accompanied the melodic clangs could only mean....

Visitors!

“Yes Cyruss you do have visitors, or should I say a visitor? Well really I’m not a visitor at all how could I be? I’m in my own ship. So... that makes you the visitor and me the, urghhh... ummmmm, oh damn! Blast this infernal do wop wopping in my head! As I was saying that makes me the.”

A loud speaker crackled into life, and boomed out across the whole of the ship. “ The worlds undisputed heavy weight champion of the world George the madness black dog!”

“ No that is not what I was going to say. I was going to say... What was I going to say, before I moved on to tomorrow... The art of moving is often seen as a faster motion than finishing the day off. Seen though the eyes of a Greater spotted blog swallow. You could say this was all that could be said for what we were saying. Is this making any understandable reference to the other lost city of Natacraca my sweet army?”

Cyruss hung listening to this guy, unable to move for the pain searching through his body, hitting every vein and muscle. There was total silence for a moment then the huge dark figure in front of him began again.

“Good I’m glad it makes understandable logic, other wise I would have to dismiss u as my army and I don’t much like doing that. After all you, you have been with me as my army now for a good fifteen tricycles. I’m getting off the point here but, but as I was saying. It is not for, for us to judge, who is the greater, manhole cover.”

The speech ended with the madman, (who Cyruss would later know as Jaider) cursing himself under his breath...

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