Hey all,
[character on]
Suddenly realizing, by the sudden shift in the ship's gravitic
compensators that a large number of the crew seem to have accumulated in one
spot, Ralf checks his e-mail and finds that there's some sort of party going
on... he takes (another) quick shower, tosses several of his favorite
creations into his hand computer and heads up to join the fun.
(a short while later, at the party...)
Ralf wanders around the party for a little while; those yet
unfamiliar with him will note that he has sharp features, is rather thin, and
has a very dark complexion, (rather like a native of India from earth). His
build and manner of moving suggest somebody from a low-grav world or space
habitat. The first thing he does on arriving is slide a small holocrystal (if
anybody gets close enough to get a look, the miniscule label says "drunk XVI")
into his odd-looking hand computer.
Ralf finds a holodisplay and slides one of his creations - a full wrap-
around simulation of a theoretical approach to a ringworld construct, complete
with fractally generated (but vague and unspecific) glimpses of the inner
surface - into the dataport and sets for continuous display. A few moments
later he jacks in Corporate Wars III, a computer simulation of the early 21st
century "robber barons" (corporate execs) and the competition they enganged
in, including sending small scale mercenary assault teams after the
competition's corporate offices...
Apparently, Ralf is catching up quite fast on the rest of the
party-goers; he's either downing a lot of alcohol, or he has an inordinately
low constitution, because he quickly (although nobody has seen him taking a
drink) reaches that state of inebriation that can be referred to as "loose" by
people who like to interpret such vague terms broadly... another phrase
(dredged up from a truly ancient copy of Bartlett's Idiom, Colloquialisms &
Slang) to describe it might be "bouncing off the walls."
[player on]
What's been happening? Aside from a little side-talk with a few of
the other players I have yet to hear from anybody in the game. True, I
haven't exactly been the most active player, but I've sent three or four posts
in - and then in again... and then requests for confirmation of receipt, and
then...
Rich, I can guess that you're busy enough with your own life, and that
the game must be generating one hell of a mail load for you to deal with, but
I've been waiting a month or two on some of these; even a simple "yes, I got
your mail; I'm REALLY busy and I'll get to you later." would provide a great
deal of reassurance. Maybe you should set up a program to look through your
messages and send automatic short replies to each saying "It got here, I'll
get back to you." ?
Well, somebody let me know what's going on, eh? (and yes, I WILL be
here for the summer, barring something odd, like lightning striking my
modem... or me :-)
Ralf
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