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from: OPUS
date: 1991-03-29 18:54:21
subject: Me!

From: OPUS                
To: ALL                 
Subject: Me!            
Date & Time: 03/29/91 18:54:21
Message Number 14408

	  I hope I'm doing this right, if I'm not, just scream at me, okay?
 
       I awoke, to find myself lying apon a beach, hair bleached and
skin crackling from lying in the sun so far.  I attempt to look up, only
to find that I cannot see!  Hmm.. so I begin to think back, "What in the
hell has happened??", Then I rememeber, Lights in the sky, my ship sink-
ing, people screaming, it was awful.  So I begin to wonder, "Have I been
lying here for weeks, maybe months?"  But I quickly realize that would 
be rather impossible, but thats the only explination.  So I ebgin to
stand, thats when I feel the horrible ache arround my Buttucks, I reach
back, onlt to find my tail missing!!  Hmm.. now things are really 
becoming strange, so it seems that I am missing a tail, in a frantic I 
look around the beach for a loose tail, only to find it barren, except
fot the shells of ChemoPlasatic bullet shells.  
 
	        Tailess and most furryless I begin walking towards the woods 
surronding the beach.  That's when I spot it.  At first my brain fails
to remember exactly what it was.  Then I remember.  Oh, painfully 
remember.  "Sheila", I wisper a loud....
 
	       I look up with tears in my eyes, just in time to see an
apparently mature human male running towards me waving a stick and
grumbling, "Get off my property to your furry scum."  I scram. 
 
	       After traveling for a few minutes I come across a VERY
attractive path, as attractive as a path can be!   So I begin walking
along and notice eyes.  People staring at me and snarling. "Hmm....", I
start to think to myself, it doesn't seem visitors are liked here.  So I
plod along trying to ignore the staring eyes, and my painfull rear-end.
'Tis then when I come across the two Bear morphs.. "You want in or what"
they snarl, "Sure", I reply meekly.  The bears are kind enough to 
quickly frisk me and "accidently" give me a blow on my already sore rump
the throw me enter the foyer, seeing two doors, one marked as private, I
quickly choose the public one, and slow

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