diff --git a/gopher/Assumption/0100.txt b/gopher/Assumption/0100.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..2c407c4 --- /dev/null +++ b/gopher/Assumption/0100.txt @@ -0,0 +1,27 @@ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ +++ TO: Captains@BNL.com +++ FROM: BI@BNL.com +++ SUBJECT: CleanupOS Update! +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ + +Congratulations, Captain ! + +Your ship, , has just received the latest 56.82331.2-alpha.1 +update of CleanupOS! This new firmware is designed to enhance the +comfort of your passengers and create new experiences throughout +the ship! + +All systems are now 3% more effective, and our brands are offering +more options than ever in all of our luxurious amenities! + +All of our successes wouldn't be possible without your +indispensable leadership, Captain . + +Yours, + +SUZ-E (VP, Marketing) + +PS: Happiness is what we sell, Everyone loves BnL! +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ +++ END MESSAGE +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ diff --git a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1623.txt b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1623.txt index 0a3053c..8dd5cc5 100644 --- a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1623.txt +++ b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1623.txt @@ -33,7 +33,7 @@ nearly full-sized Mr Swarm shouted over the din, tiny echoes trailing behind him. "I'm sensing a strange aura - something old - something changing -like the sea" Hex shouted dreamily. We turned to look back at the +like the sea" Hex said dreamily. We turned to look back at the strange box, the noise slowly died away as we all stood in a semicircle gawping in awe as it finished melting through the floor, leaving at an iridescent black sheen. diff --git a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1626.txt b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1626.txt index 25a5cb6..b6f27e7 100644 --- a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1626.txt +++ b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1626.txt @@ -36,7 +36,7 @@ in some sort of antechamber. "Do you really have to do that in front of me? Do you?" Commander Cranium said in disgust. I looked up to see a miniature Mr Swarm -Walked out of the side of the full-size Mr Swarm's leg and begin +walk out of the side of the full-size Mr Swarm's leg and begin feeling its way along the walls. "There are hollows behind several sections of the wall, I can't diff --git a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1627.txt b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1627.txt index 6b8ecad..08c2e9c 100644 --- a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1627.txt +++ b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1627.txt @@ -29,11 +29,11 @@ the floor, and small table and 4 benches arose out of it, on top was a large button-like object. We adjourned to our temporary quarters. I found a towel near the -bedding and spun it in the air experimentally, then tried the sink. +bedding and spun it experimentally, then tried the sink. It turned on the moment I stuck my towel under the faucet. A clear liquid was familiarly pouring out of it. It only made towel wet, and didn't seem to have any negative effects on my gloves. I gave -the towel a twist and snapped it in the air. +the towel another twist and snapped it in the air. What appeared to be books were a collection of tablets, each marked with a number of angles in ascending order. I picked up the last @@ -61,7 +61,7 @@ Empire reigned from 2900 to 1700 years ago. Their power extended from the Afram Sea to the Frozen Spires of Durklunt..." Miles below my feet was a large ocean, The world spun across -hills and valleys, simple gravel roads, lakes dotted with tiny +hills and valleys, simple trade routes, lakes dotted with tiny ships, and finally across the horizon where frozen cliffs touched the sky in perpetual darkness. A lone track led into some sort of fortification built into the cliffs face. diff --git a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1628.txt b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1628.txt index 03b5104..a816ee1 100644 --- a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1628.txt +++ b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1628.txt @@ -16,7 +16,7 @@ an inventory of the contents of my pockets. the ship it received nothing but static, with the distorted refrains of "Big Hunk o' Love" from Elvis "live via satellite") * a button that doesn't match anything I'm wearing -* one silver dollar, of unknown origin +* one silver dollar, of unknown origin, date 1967 Mr Swarm came out, acknowledged us and knocked on Cranium's door. It opened a crack, he had his towel around his waist, they mumbled @@ -30,7 +30,7 @@ ear. "Cleanliness brings purity of mind, What have we discovered?" Hex spoke her piece and told us about her readings. Mr Swarm, having split and experienced all seven histories at once, had no -useful elaborations on her story except for his spies reports. He +useful elaborations on her story except for his spy's reports. He regaled us with the discoveries and advances in medicine and other science, and lamented the lack of concise instructions. He touched on a few major philosophers and their debates on the nature of diff --git a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1633.txt b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1633.txt index 9604f5b..dd54f84 100644 --- a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1633.txt +++ b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1633.txt @@ -17,7 +17,7 @@ doing that we've always done. Their DNA was 92% similar to ours, after accounting for the fact that they had Silicon in the positions where Phosphorus usually -resides. Mr Swarms lab now contained several homunculus-like +resides. Mr Swarms' lab now contained several homunculus-like chimeras, created with the help of the Protectorate and Commander Cranium, each floating in their own little jars like horribly deformed tadpoles. I have no idea how they were created, but I @@ -35,14 +35,14 @@ now. Last I heard The Revengerists had prevented the total annihilation of Freedonia at the hands of Dr Evilus, but at great cost to New Luxembourg. Not that the rest of the planet wasn't a total catastrophe, but at least the Artic colonies had stopped -battling over their borders. +battling over the borders of their farmlands. The Nalmykians had taken us deeper into formerly uncharted space, by our calculations we were nearly 40 lightyears away from home; and no closer to finding our way back. At least our ship had a new opalescent paint job, even if the Protectorate didn't like to be referred to as paint. The golden filigree was a nice touch, like a -more organic rococo, complete with black orbs; I couldn't help but -feel like hundreds of horses eyes were watching me through these -peepholes throughout the Revenant. +more organic rococo, complete with black orbs, I couldn't help but +feel like they were hundreds of horses eyes were watching me +through these peepholes throughout the Revenant. diff --git a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1639.txt b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1639.txt index 83f586b..2957582 100644 --- a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1639.txt +++ b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1639.txt @@ -33,4 +33,4 @@ into place to show another small black box in the depths of space. Except this one was much smaller than the Nalmykian scout. Black tentacles leaped from the hull, reaching towards the monolith. Bits of the original hull shone through where the Protectorate wore -thin and the tentacle reached out and touched +thin as the tentacle wrapped around it and began pulling it closer. diff --git a/gopher/RSS Revenant/1642.txt b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1642.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..2f09c8f --- /dev/null +++ b/gopher/RSS Revenant/1642.txt @@ -0,0 +1,37 @@ +Havion had been a major trading post and now it was a giant cloud +in space. It's funny how beautiful it was at a distance, but from +within it's more or less a haze of debris. +Their geothermal engineering had reached deep into the planet's +core when they made a fatal discovery. +Havion wasn't a planet, it was an egg, and they hatched it; or at +least that's the way I interpreted it. Maybe it was a clutch of +eggs or some kaiju from another dimension, it doesn't matter now, +whatever it was is gone and so is Havion. + +The monolith we had picked up was another messenger beacon more or +less like the first one we found, it decanted the story in bits +through our nearly-human-shaped Nalmykian friends. I doubt they +have the grape-vine problem us earthlings do, but maybe they were +different enough to have something lost in translation. I have no +idea how long The Protectorate of Nalmyke had been out of contact +with their progenitors. We hadn't had contact with The +Revengerists, either - 188 days, maybe 200. I'm not even sure our +systems are synced with earth-time. Morning is when you wake up and +night is when you go to sleep and there isn't much more to it than +that. + +The Monolith has a plan, but I guess this sort of nano-tech has no +means of propulsion to act on it on it's own. There's a nearby +rogue planet - a planet without a star wandering through space - +known as The Black Hole. Whoever was there had a dark sense of +humor, I don't think our alien friends were capable of joking on +their own. We charted yet another coarse through the cosmos in +search of more nothingness. + +Space seemed so exciting when I was young, but after all this time +trapped with less than a dozen people I was tired of the "final +frontier." At least back home we had Greys, Kyptonians, Misstress +Hammeats and other denizens of the Butter Nebula, and of course +whatever Dr Tasty was. But out here there was more nothing than +usual. Just a bread-crumb trail of grey goo scenarios. Hopefully +this is leading somewhere. diff --git a/gopher/listing.gophermap b/gopher/listing.gophermap index 652c624..42f3dd8 100644 --- a/gopher/listing.gophermap +++ b/gopher/listing.gophermap @@ -1,3 +1,5 @@ +0Assumption - CleanupOS Update! /Assumption/0100.txt +0RSS Revenant - Next to Nothing /RSS Revenant/1637.txt 0MSS Endereon - Starbloom_response /MSS Endereon/Endereon004.txt 0Starbloom - SQUIGGLY_LOGGER /Starbloom/009.txt 0MSS Endereon - test_title /MSS Endereon/Endereon003.txt