The last poster wins

[Mktavish]

I don't have those kind of in depth story details in mind.

But sounds like you do.

 

The player is an adjutant of a higher mind controlling the robots ... Mr House it may be ?

 

Same thing when they contoll the human faction , and then Creature faction .

 

The player is an adjutant of a higher mind.

 

And then who and what those are is a story point , like Tolkien wrote . Sorta , he's the master I guess.

But uhhh ... I liked your roomba rendition , that was preety cool !

[niphilim222]

Well i am making some good cash from all of this isolation, I don't do the usual things that i normally do on a regular bases like work and bowling, outing like dinner, shopping and stuff.

 

Its amazing how much i saved while not going to Tim Horton's on a regular. I'm passed the negative side affects from lack of coffee or tea. making it at home ain't the same.

 

I might even have enough saved to get me a rtx card in the future. My old gtx 1070 is showing its age. :cool: :geek:

Edited April 11, 2020 by niphilim222

[Deleted54170User]

I don't have those kind of in depth story details in mind.

But sounds like you do.

 

The player is an adjutant of a higher mind controlling the robots ... Mr House it may be ?

 

Same thing when they contoll the human faction , and then Creature faction .

 

The player is an adjutant of a higher mind.

 

And then who and what those are is a story point , like Tolkien wrote . Sorta , he's the master I guess.

But uhhh ... I liked your roomba rendition , that was preety cool !

 

I was just curious if you took a turn around that way.

 

I'm sure you'll make it so cool even I'll be impressed. Then you can sing the words to an old Frank Sinatra song and say to everyone, you did it your way.

 

Did you see the post of that newspaper clipping of that Beetle Bailey comic I posted about? I took out from my Time Capsule? Titled it, "Out of my Time Box Mind." I used "box" instead of "capsule".

 

These days all of us work outside the box. get it, the computer case (box) we all work outside of it.

[niphilim222]

I WIN!!! :ninja:

[Deleted54170User]

I

Stretch & Yawn

Win^!

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[Mktavish]

I don't WIN because I wait for some one to post.

 

Post their story.

 

Tell us a story Paga.

 

It doesn't have to be about Yog-Sothoth . Albeit it seems that is your preferred medium.

[Deleted54170User]

The air was so fresh today. There was one vehicle this morning that went swerving across the bridge. I sat up on the air mattress. Listened. Waited. The Mourning doves reminded me to get cleaned up. I thought it was funny how the ones song seemed to concern me because of an itch I had.

 

I went to the closest turned on the water from the tiny tank in the flusher. Squeezed a little soap from the bottle. Washed, even the itchy part. I rinsed off and dried.

 

I still lived to meet the one who they called the healer. I wanted to learn, the ways of a healer to add to my own. I saw a tent where people used to gather. Just to hear about the healer. The people in the RV always stopped and set up the tent and people came hoping to see the healer. The first time I encountered their kind I went into the tent too. The person laid hands on people and I saw them praise someone they all called the Lord. I worked my way up to the front to get the attention of the one placing his hands on them. He looked at me and threw his head to the side and told the man over by the stand, get thee there. I walked over to the man.

 

He handed me a cup of coffee. He looked at me. His eyes, bulged out a bit. Heal thyself physician. I didn't know what that meant. I sniffed the cup of coffee and walked over to the side of the tents door. Waited until get through the people coming in. A woman took the coffee from my hand.

 

Thank you young man! May the lord bless you and keep you.

 

I think my jaw was hanging loose. As I stared at her. I walked around her. Got out of the tent and walked back to the door in the ground. I figured one of those men might see me open it so I sat down. I waited until all the people were inside the tent and they closed the flaps.

 

I grasses on the glump of dirt stuck to the trap door somehow. I didn't know how. I was just glad it did after that day. If they had moved the RV a few more feet the front tire would have pinned it shut with me inside. After they took the off with all those peoples money I put a spike I found. Pounded it in the ground with a rock. I made sure if they came back they would get a flat if they got too close to my door.

 

That was 20 years ago. I dug out the ground since and now I have a room I built out of cans I cut and unfolded to make a wall. I found some hose they left behind one time. It was full of water when I picked it up. It had been sitting in the sun for so long it was hot. I decided to weave it into some cans and put the end in the pond and the other end in the room. I got up one midday morning went to wash. I put my hand in the water and it was a bit warm. I touched the cans and they were too. Strangest thing that ever happened. I had trouble sleeping that night because they kept the little room too warm. A box fell out of the RV one time.

 

I figured they would be back to pick it up. I left it alone and watched the bridge for their return. When the sky got dark I heard the noise their mufflers make. They were on their way, but something stopped the vehicle right on the bridge. I didn't care. I watched. They walked up to where the box might have been. Growled and made foul sounds. They left, but they nearly discovered my water line. The guy started to reach down and inspect it. The other guy told him to leave it, they had better things to do. Find that Box. He said the hose was probably just an old trees root.

 

Not if I could help it. If it were I would have eaten it.

 

After they went back to the RV I could hear them crying out. Something about the booze being wasted. Whatever booze was. I heard something making clanking noise from a box they brought out. They began pulling out some strange looking things. I got to where I could see. They were pulling something out, twisting some of the tops of those things, sticking their long necks into a hole on the side of the RV. Then tipping them. A while passed.

 

They all made lots of noise. Sometimes I thought they might know the person I was looking to meet. The physician. I guessed the physician's name was Heal Thyself. Because the guy that gave me that cup full of what he called coffee said it. Heal thyself physician.

 

I started to go back to my room. I heard a loud sound. Turned to see where it came from. Smoke as black as night came out of the pipe on the tail of the RV. It started moving and someone shouted, STEP ON IT! The thing belched fire and the RV's wheels spun so fast they left black marks on the bridges top.

 

Today though I had another day to ponder snow. Cold white snow. I needed some roots. I had to dig further. I bound more cans together and dug and pushed them into the side and above to keep the ground from collapsing. I dug along. I worried the ground might cave in because I was so close to the top. It was frozen today so the parts with the grasses roots held up long enough me to cut them and put them in my pouch. Once the cans were in place all I had to do was move the dirt to the door and add it to where the hose line went. Even when it got real cold that sunlight heated the cans and the water moved in when the river swelled under the ice. The trees were too tough this time of year. I had to find some other kinds of roots. Bulging ones with water in them.

 

After this sun warm time I wondered why the roadside church hadn't packed up the tent like they usually do and left. They got out and left the RV on the other side of the bridge. I sat back and wondered where they went. Maybe that was what they did. After all the shouting, it seemed like they were going to find that person Heal Thyself Physician. They kept shouted it at each other for awhile. Heal Thyself Physician!

 

Tomorrow, maybe. I might go over the bridge. I never have before. The people who cross it often were in a big hurry so I didn't want to find out why. The one thing that made all the noise this morning only had two wheels. I wondered why it was out. Days like this it's too cold for their kinds of riders.

 

I heard someone calling out. Old man. I wondered who they were looking for. Nobody named Old man around here.

 

I walked to the RV. I touched it. If felt like tin cans do. The door leaned out. I looked inside. The place didn't have any cans holding it up inside. I touched the outside again. Looked at it. I wondered if they made it with tin cans too. I could see seams along it. Must have some real large cans.

 

The noises I used to hear across the way at night have stopped. No riders on horses passed by since the RV was left behind. No riders in those other things came around. I stopped by the tent on the way. Looked inside. The sun was high and inside the tent was hotter than the cans in my room.

 

I went to where my grandpa died. Saw the spot where people came. I remembered how the people picked him up with a board and carried him away. I sat there holding his book. I couldn't read so I didn't know what it said. A couple people saw me with it. The funny words they said I know now. I still don't know what they mean. But in passing they said them when they stopped by my side and saw the book in my hand. Almost every one of them folks said, Gods will be done. Whatever that means.

 

I learned another word. Hospital. That's what the people who were taking my grandpa away said they were going to take him to. The hospital. I think I'll go see them and find out what a hospital is. Maybe they can tell me where Heal Thyself Physician lives.

 

You must pardon me if I seem well educated. I am not sure if I know what that means, but it seems people understand what I am talking about. They just make faces when I repeat the words from the book my grandpa had. If I knew what all the words all mean then I might not be writing like this now. But the books seems to sour faces when I repeat it's words. While other people, like the ones in the tent get all sorts of people shouting and moving around. Back when I first started talking and trying to converse all that those words I said got was a slap on the face sometimes.

 

I found the hospital. Didn't realize it was a building until now. It's so big. I tried to get in but all the doors are tight. I can't find a knob and there are no windows I can get in. The doors got words that are big. Alert! Call first.

 

I called out several times. No one came to the windows or the doors. I turned around to walk away. I saw what I thought was another person across to way. I wondered if it was. Whatever it was it stayed out of sight. I decided I had better use the thing grandpa gave me to hide. I don't want anyone following me back to my room.

 

I pressed the button. Started to walk toward the place where another smaller RV is. I heard some talk. I turned to look. That's when I saw the one I thought I saw. Two more people. A woman with two men. I don't have much time before grandpa's thing to hide me. They are running toward the doors.

 

I kept moving. I heard them talking. It must be an alien from outer space. He just disappeared.

 

I decided I had better not go anywhere near them. They have them spot on their faces. My grandpa called them chicken spots. I walked so the power in the thing didn't get drained too much. I walked across the town picking up my markers along the way to show me the way back.

 

Someone called to me just before I walked across the bridge. They called my name. Nobody called me in so long I was scared and pissed in my suits drawer. The water was sucked up into the hose and made a little noise I could hear. The book in my pocket started to shake. I pulled it out to look at it. I knew no one of the folks I had seen could see me. I held up the book. White dots appeared where none were before. The thing that all the people said, God Will be done when they saw me holding the book got bright. And I heard my grandpa voice. It's your mother calling. Touch this spot.

 

I touched the spot.

 

The voice said my name again. I got tears in my eyes flowing into the tubes. Mother said, We're here. Come on. Time to go home.

 

I thought I was all alone. I'm going home.

 

All the people that were around have gone. I can see through the window on our ship. What was once a thriving planet is below. All the wealth has been stripped from it and everyone is going home.

 

All of you are dreaming now. You'll be dreaming what you think is true.

 

Mother says so I will too and we'll all be dreaming until we slip back to our home. Until we get you back to and all of us will be again. When you remember and you will. Then all of what we've been through will be understood. For now!

 

Just be you!

[Deleted54170User]

I Win^!

It's is as easy as pizza (pie)

[niphilim222]

I WIN!!! :laugh: :laugh:

[Deleted54170User]

It's not

Jonathan Winters,

It's not Robin Williams,

It's me :excl:

I Win^!

It's as easy as pizza (pie)