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Pastimes : Muffy's Story: A Short Story Game for Would Be Authors -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?


To: EL KABONG!!! who wrote (150)6/18/1998 8:29:00 PM
From: Tom C  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 766
 
The place he had just left. Dang it TomC cried. Meanwhile jhild shook off the effect of the stun gun, looked at TomC and said hey buddy, you back here too. With that, TomC helped jhild off the floor and brushed away the remaining ice crystals. Ice fell to the floor and splintered into tiny jagged pieces. Melting ice surrounded jhild as TomC spoke. Frozen eh? I hate that. TomC having just relieved myself, had all his equipment tucked away when he said "I need you to convince Muffy to assist us jhild!" Have you forgotten PLAN B? We need her or TED and his ancestors are gone. I hope you have not pissed Muffy off. That could make it hard to ..




To: EL KABONG!!! who wrote (150)6/18/1998 8:33:00 PM
From: TEDennis  Respond to of 766
 
"Enchantment Village? That 5 star resort? In Sedona? Hey, isn't that where FBNA headquarters is? How fortunate for me to arrive here at this particular juncture of time, space, and relative humidity. Oh, look ... there's a tour guide in one of those pink jeeps from the Pink Jeep Tours company. Maybe I can hitch a ride with him to FBNA headquarters."

So, TomC donned the obligatory cowboy hat, sat in the back of the pink jeep, and was whisked away.

Not long after (I mean, really ... EVERYTHING in Sedona is within 10 minutes' drive!), the pink jeep pulled up outside FBNA's headquarters. The tour guide spoke of the building with reverence. "Heck fire", he drawled. "Until this here company got here, our tallest building was 3 stories high. And it was the volunteer fire station. Now this 'un is 138 stories high, and just plumb full of some really smarty type guys and gals. You know, one of them thar high tek firms whut's the wunder of Wall Street."

As the tour guide continued with the amazing story of high tech success in low tech Sedona, TomC disappeared around the back of the jeep. He wandered over to the Executive Parking lot, and immediately spied what he knew to be TED's vehicle. [Editor's Note: It sure was a good thing TomC had studied up on all the FBNA background info before he did that time/space jump, wasn't it?]

The Harley was shining in the Arizona sun. TomC ignored it and walked through the front door of the headquarter's building. "Funny", thought TomC. No receptionist. Then, he noticed the sign.

"FBNA believes in the Open Door policy. Please open one.", he read.

Into the elevator he went. Up to the penthouse. When the door opened, Alice greeted him.

"Hello, sir. My name is Alice. I'm TED's personal secretary. Welcome to FBNA. TED is busy answering investor phone calls, emails, and FAXes. May I help you while you're waiting patiently for him?"