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0outpost M-48 - Raiders and Bugs /outpost M-48/Raiders_and_Bugs.txt
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0outpost M-48 - Serina and Emily /outpost M-48/Serina_and_Emily.txt
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0outpost M-48 - Crashlanded /outpost M-48/Crashlanded.txt
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###INCOMING TRANSMISSION###
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source: outpost M-48
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author: Jack "Sarge" Carter
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subject: Raiders and Bugs
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---BEGIN MESSAGE---
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Although there was noticeable communication barrier between me and
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Emily, eventually I managed to teach her through gestures and
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simple words. Given her wild nature, she's now somewhere between a
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dog and a child. Although she doesn't talk beyond a couple of
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whines, moans and "barks" she does learn pretty quickly. I'd call
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that a progress.
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We had to abandon our shelter about two days ago. Apparently our
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presence has attracted some unwanted attention. Pirates. So it was
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the two of us plus dog, armed with bow and spear, against a group
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of at least 15 drunken bastards armed with firearms - ranging from
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small handguns, machine pistols, and a couple of assault rifles. I
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did have some nasty suprises prepared just for the certain
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occasion, but I knew too damn well that we had no chances - That
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was the bad news. The good news was that I finally found out what
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was the source of those scratching and chittering noises we heard
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during the night. Apparently the yelling and the gunfire had
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disturbed the residents of those caverns I noticed earlier. Bugs.
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Big, ugly and mightily pissed off bugs. Emily had brilliant idea of
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turning the chaos up a couple of notches, grabbed a torch and
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started a few fires, the crazy pyromaniac. When you're given an
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ex-machina, you take it, so I grabbed Emily, whistled at Serina and
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the three of us ran as fast as we could away from that shitshow. I
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have a feeling the universe is going to keep throwing crap like
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that at me until I either go crazy, die, or through some god damn
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miracle I pull through and get off this forsaken rock... Only time
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will tell.
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---MESSAGE END---
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<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
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<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
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<item>
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<title>outpost M-48 - Raiders and Bugs</title>
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<author>zeth@cosmic.voyage (zeth)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/outpost M-48/Raiders_and_Bugs.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/outpost M-48/Raiders_and_Bugs.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Thu, 29 Aug 2019 08:48:51 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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###INCOMING TRANSMISSION###
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source: outpost M-48
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author: Jack "Sarge" Carter
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subject: Raiders and Bugs
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---BEGIN MESSAGE---
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Although there was noticeable communication barrier between me and
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Emily, eventually I managed to teach her through gestures and
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simple words. Given her wild nature, she's now somewhere between a
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dog and a child. Although she doesn't talk beyond a couple of
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whines, moans and "barks" she does learn pretty quickly. I'd call
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that a progress.
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We had to abandon our shelter about two days ago. Apparently our
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presence has attracted some unwanted attention. Pirates. So it was
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the two of us plus dog, armed with bow and spear, against a group
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of at least 15 drunken bastards armed with firearms - ranging from
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small handguns, machine pistols, and a couple of assault rifles. I
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did have some nasty suprises prepared just for the certain
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occasion, but I knew too damn well that we had no chances - That
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was the bad news. The good news was that I finally found out what
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was the source of those scratching and chittering noises we heard
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during the night. Apparently the yelling and the gunfire had
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disturbed the residents of those caverns I noticed earlier. Bugs.
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Big, ugly and mightily pissed off bugs. Emily had brilliant idea of
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turning the chaos up a couple of notches, grabbed a torch and
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started a few fires, the crazy pyromaniac. When you're given an
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ex-machina, you take it, so I grabbed Emily, whistled at Serina and
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the three of us ran as fast as we could away from that shitshow. I
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have a feeling the universe is going to keep throwing crap like
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that at me until I either go crazy, die, or through some god damn
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miracle I pull through and get off this forsaken rock... Only time
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will tell.
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---MESSAGE END---
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</pre>]]></description>
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</item>
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<item>
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<title>outpost M-48 - Serina and Emily</title>
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<author>zeth@cosmic.voyage (zeth)</author>
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