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| Saturday, 5-Nov-2005 00:00 |
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Filling in some blanks - started by Brynna
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Light Pyramid
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Branches, a study
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Abandoned office park, Secaucus NJ
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The Outlands Community
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Morphon 014
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Giant Eruption Lamp (Chris Dragotta)
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There are any number of things which have happened since we were here last. Our computer got eaten by a virus around October 1st. Roy pulled the muscle and other stuff from his upper left arm on the 30th. Today is Roy and Sara's eighth anniversary. There are seven CD's available with Roy's music on it. Good God, so much has happened since the last entry. We downloaded an open-source word-processor from OpenOffice.org - a aprt of Sun Microsystems, the good folks who gave us Java. It's faster/better/easier than the Windows WP and is more resourceful. Umm, Roy's friend Chris gave us a computer with an external hardrive. It needs a few wires and stuff, but if the XHD is empty we're gonna get Linux-in-a-box by Novell, it's like $100. I have no concept about how American currency is valued, but Roy assures me it's a bargain. Hmmm. We got the best anti-virus we could find -AVG by grisoft. This wasn't a free trial download, we bought the thing outright and they're to mail us a back-up CD.
As far as the Community goes, we have two new members, Jeremiah Staunton Plunkett who died in Missouri USA in 1812 at the age of 46; he was a tinkerer (not a tinker); and Morgan, a succubus who is the greatgrandaughter of Morgan LeFey. Morgan introduced herself over at The Succubi Girls. Perhaps Mr. Plunkett would say a few words?
Jeremiah Why, mother of all, is this device ever so easy to utilize! To think it is an harnessment of lightning! Mr. Franklin said wondrous things would come of it. I am beholden to you, Miss Brynna, for allowing me usage-time. I would gather you wouldst have me say somewhat of myself. I am modest to a degree, yet enjoy marvelling over things which oft in my mind I would build, and upon occasion, with my hands. I learned smithing, and coopering; from the local native peoples adjacent to my home, I learned proper fletching. I grasped the rudiments of the printing press whilst in Saint-Louis, also much down-river in the French dominion which the Union purchased. As one whose abode was nearby unto a mighty river, the Mississippie, water ever held fascination for me. I learned best as one could, the native tongues of the various natives near unto me, which would be Choc-teaux, Wichiteaux and Sioux. Nor was I ignorant altogether of Latin, or the French tongue.
The great Cataclysm of 1811 remember I well, although I lived not near enough to have beheld the awful Specktacle of it. Came great tremors in the ground, and strange torrents within the Mississippie, and great flashing lights above the heavens. Many thought Perdition itself would soon erupt forth the ground. I myself knew for a fact what had been occurring, having beforehand experienced temblors of lesser destruction, these in the wilds of the State of New York. At that time were many of too religious a fervour expecting some apocalyptickal Occurance, what with reports of grown men chasing balls of fire over hill and dale, not only in New York, but as well in the land of Penn and Oglethorpe, Ohio and beyond. I had hoped that the Cataclysm would satisfy such, but it only served to reinforce and reinvigorate their delusions of coming Apokalyptical fury.
Sara Mr. Plunkett, I'm not from America. What is the "Cataclysm" that you're describing?
Jeremiah (smiling) In the year of Our Lord eighteen and eleven was an earthquake, which promptly and rapidly lowered so great a portion of land that it at once, upon the cessation of temblor and aquatick turbulance, became a great swamp, which prospers as such unto this day. It is as I have come to learn in this day, a refuge for creatures verging upon extincktion. This calamity was within Missouri.
Michael Archontas You're from New York?
Jeremiah Firstly Nieuw Amsterdam as a very small child, then the further reaches of the wilderness of the state, nearby unto that of Ohio. Thence Ohio itself, thence Illinois, followed by a migration down sundry rivers into Saint-Louis. My father was something of a gentleman, very bookish, yet capable of the labour necessary for the successful running of a farm. He opposed the aristocratic ideals of Jefferson, whom he considered a thief with red hair. He opposed slavery, which I believe caused our evacuation of Nieuw Amsterdam. He treated the peoples native to the land as equals, not as "savages," a term held in particular loathing by him. Thence my opinions, which I feel time has sustain'd.
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