From alt.pub.dragons-inn Mon Aug 15 16:29:53 1994 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:7513 Path: netcom.com!netcomsv!decwrl!spool.mu.edu!agate!library.ucla.edu!csulb.edu!nic-nac.CSU.net!charnel.ecst.csuchico.edu!psgrain!ticsa.com!orion.didata.co.za!ric From: ric@orion.didata.co.za (Richard Pruss) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: Pointer -> descriptively interactive? Date: 14 Aug 1994 11:34:03 GMT Organization: The Internetworking Company of Southern Africa Lines: 48 Message-ID: <32kvfb$hc0@ticsa.com> References: NNTP-Posting-Host: orion.didata.co.za X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.2 PL2] David Womack (aw434@FreeNet.Carleton.CA) wrote: : >Thus far, his attempts to discover a part of the net that would support : >descriptively interactive creative writing had all come to nought. In : >fact, although both alt.starfleet.rpg and rec.arts.prose had seemed likely : >candidates, they were both too limited or too strict in in their definition : >of 'reality'. Perhaps here at alt.pub.dragons-inn he would at last find a : >kindred spirit or two. : > : >Formore was a LONG way from the dimension of the Starship Artifact, and >he : >knew that eventually he would simply give up on this unlikely quest. Of : >course, if any of the other researchers on the ship knew that he was trying : >to link the environment of the ship to this other 'place', he was certain : >that they'd shake their collective heads sadly at his foolishness...his : >senior researcher status not-with-standing. : > : >He could almost see the current captain (an amoeboid "not-food" called : >Bigal) explaining how unlikely it would be to find a trans-dimensional : >communication point that could possibly match what those on the starship : >had accomplished over the last four years. (VERY unlikely = impossible?) : > : >With a sigh, Foxie pulls over a small wooden crate (probably used to : >transport chickens or something) and props up his tired legs as he fills : >his pipe and looks around the room. : > : ># If you understand what I'm trying to do here, then please jump in and : ># help out. Or tell me the best usegroup to try this! Thanks in advance. : Jones noticed the traveller...who didn't look quite as out of place as : did Jones. At any rate, one never knew where business might be : done. : Jones (dressed in a dark suit, sunglasses , and : a tan trenchcoat...with a bulge under the left shoulder of the suit) : walks over to Foxmore, extends a hand, and smiles. : After introductions, Jones offers to buy F. a drink... : Jones says to F. "So...are you a tourist like myself? You : do not appear to be one of the usual idealistic crusaders who : seem to pass this way." Guldur whom until the word drink had been fast asleep, under a nearby table, rattled slowly to his feet. It seemed to his somewhat sleep befudled that someting interesting was in fact happening, or at lease the bar had opened. Guldur, armour covered in rust, mold and general gunk ( either from sleeping under a table or wading through frp news groups ) ambled over to Jones and Foxmore. Guldur warily extends a hand and says "So reality bites, and cyber flames. I'm just looking for a drink and some quite conversation."