Date: 01:13am – 12/31/89
I am Sporf. I am 75% human, 25% Zearnoid. My mother is all human, my father was a war brat, concieved during the war between Zearnot and Plugor in 2167. Though I am a peace loving man, I am skilled in the field of Knives, both standard and Magic. I also have a feline companion, one of the only Earth-born White Bengels left in existence today. Her name – Alexa.I have but one mission in life. to find a way to safely return to Zearnot, to once3 again see my parents, who were trapped there on vacation to see Grandma when the Plugoarians took control of all space surrounding Zearnot.
Date: 12:50am – 12/31/89
We talked at the party about kickin’ this story up a little. Why doesn’t everybody make a character, could be your own pseudonym, and in a day or so, I will make an action, say design a two-man craft destined for Zearnot. I ask for a co-pilot, three respond, I pick one.. one thing leads to another in these kind of things, there is no narrator, therefore no ‘one person’ can take over.
I would like to suggest a few guidlines though:
1) Nobody can ‘destroy the Earth’ or otherwise instantaneously end the story.
2) Nobody can speak for others. These stories are strictly dialoge between characters.
3) You MUST, and that is a BIG MUST, you must have fun!
In the late 1980’s when the Internet was just a gleam in an egghead’s mind the world was filled with personal computers with modems attached. These modems would allow one personal computer to talk to another, the same way networks work today. Some of us would share intrests by connecting to Bulletin Board Systems where we could hold threaded converstations about all kinds of things. Continue reading