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Offline Sundowner

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« on: February 08, 2004, 03:10:05 PM »
There are many references here that may not make sense unless you flew AW.....Enjoy!
 
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In the Beginning there was Beta, and it was good, and the "Kesmai Gods" created "Dweebs", and saw that we multiplied. Then they said let there be wings" and there were wings, and the Gods said to the Dweebs, "All that is before you is yours." In the eternal daylight the Dweebs learned to fly, and then there was WAR!  
 
At first, the Dweebs who were able to get airborne ran full throttle at 2000 feet to the nearest "NME". Now Dweebs being Dweebs, never really knew who the "bad" Dweebs were and killed each other as often as not. So sad a sight that the Gods said "let there be P.N.G." and there was, and it was good. With the gift from the Gods the Dweebs learned what was good to shoot at and what was bad to shoot at and the Dweebs mutilplied. The Dweebs learned that the planes could move in other direction beside left and right and up and down, and some Dweebs excelled.  
 
Many, many Dweebs took their planes into a low level fight and into the ground their planes went, for they could not see the closeness of the Earth in their fights. This saddened the Gods, so the Gods said, "Let there be shadows", and there were shadows. This confused the Dweebs many fold, for when the Dweebs saw this 'Shadow' they attacked it; they shot .50's into it, and yet it was still there; they shot cannons into it until there was no more ammo, and it was still there; they became fixated with killing this shadow until their plane broke apart upon the ground where the shadow resided.  
 
Some Dweebs, confused and unsure of this new thing, decided to go where there was no shadow. These Dweebs found the Holy land of "Alt". In this Holy area they could see the world and they wondered about this, they could see the other Dweebs way below them attacking their shadows, and these Dweebs in the Holy land of "ALT" were blessed with certain knowledge: that knowledge being that where there were no planes, there was no Shadow. So these Holy Air Warriors went on a Crusade to rid the world of the cursed Shadows.  
 
High they flew, out of the reach of the shadows until they spotted a maker of shadows far below them, and upon them they dove, faster than any before; they attacked, with cannons blazing and their fury high in their own self importance; they killed the shadow makers, and high they retreated again, out of the reach of the shadows.  
 
And a name was given unto them. "Alt Monkeys", and they caused fear and anger amongst the lower Dweebs.  
 
And the War intensified, and the Dweebs multiplied, and an Evil set foot into the land, and this evil had a name, and that name was "Macro" and macro spread his evil throughout the land, the Gods saw this and wondered, and it sadden them.  
 
The Gods also saw that there were more Dweebs then places to put them, and they created ETO2 and Pac2 and the Dweebs rejoiced! The Dweebs learned to land, and lo and behold, they were awarded for their skill with points, and they coveted their points as a badge of honor, and so after points they flew, and the radio was full of "point mongers" shouts of glee with the amount of points awarded unto them, this caused "competition".  
 
The Gods saw this and it angered them, and they destroyed all the points in all the lands, and this saddened the "point mongers". So after the destruction of all they coveted, they again went forth and gathered "points".  
 
And the Gods said unto the world, "As long as the sun stays put, and the water is hard, we shall make you start afresh and free of points once each month", and so it was, and all were equal.  
 
And the Dweebs discovered sheep, for the sheep they could keep and protect from raiding parties, and the Dweebs rejoiced!  
 
The Dweeb knew the sheep, and the sheep begat a child, and this child was evil, and an angry child who killed his own, and this child was named "FRAGGER". FRAGGER and his offspring spread across the land, and no one knew this "FRAGGER" from his own brother, for he is a wolf in the clothing of a sheep, in the pasture he awaits until he kills a brother, and the only time this FRAGGER is caught, is when his murdering ways were transmitted across the radio, and the war stopped, and all the Dweebs of the world converged upon this FRAGGER, and killed him many times, and again he appeared, and this angered the Dweebs even more, and then they saw the light of the gift of "P.N.G", and some brave Dweebs sacrificed themselves to banish the FRAGGER.  
 
From time to time, some Dweebs ventured into the realm of the demi-gods, this land looked like their home, but it was filled with a powerful magic called "physics", and it struck the unwary blind with darkness and blood filled vision, and they fell from the sky. And they were humble, for this was not the home of Dweebs, for this was the land of "Full Realism". And it frightened them.  
 
But in this land was order, the numbers were always about even, fraggers didn't venture there, and the evil of "macro" was much reduced, for here could be a fine home if the magic of "physics" could be mastered, for the here the demi-gods lived and the tree of knowledge can be picked, and in this place there is a chance of a "God" appearing, and with a sacrifice of a virgin sheep, knowledge can be gathered.
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Offline rpm

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« Reply #1 on: February 08, 2004, 05:13:32 PM »
:lol
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Offline detch01

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« Reply #2 on: February 09, 2004, 12:18:29 AM »
:rofl  Haven't read that in awhile - thx Sundownr.


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« Reply #3 on: February 09, 2004, 12:42:04 AM »
Ahhhh the memories!:aok

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Offline DrDea

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« Reply #4 on: February 09, 2004, 09:18:07 AM »
Yea Ive got that whole series on disk here.Always good to see that one again :)
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« Reply #5 on: February 09, 2004, 09:36:21 AM »
lol that was great..

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« Reply #6 on: February 09, 2004, 08:50:53 PM »
roflmao - it was fun, wasn't it...

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« Reply #7 on: February 09, 2004, 09:14:10 PM »
Heres the last installment of that.

 And the Gods of AOL said "let there be unlimited access" and there was, and
the hunting
was fruitful, for many. many Dweebs had appeared, and a new name for these
Dweebs
was "Newbie", for their knowledge was woeful, and some found that these
Dweebs would
be mistaken for the hated "FRAGGER", and they fell from the sky like Mana.
  And then all life ended after 45 minutes.

 And a new Macro appeared over night and spread across the land, and it was
called
"Damn timer!".  Dweebs flying next to you were struck from the air, At first
it was blamed
on bird strikes, and then one of the brighter Dweebs mentioned that he has
never even seen
a bird in all the land, and then the fear of "FRAGGER" renewed it self until
it was noticed
that there were no others around, and the Dweebs worried.
  And then the Gods announced that they were culling the heard of Dweebs to
maintain
room,  And then the gift of "TCP/PPP" came into light, and defeated the
cursed timer, and
there was joy!

 But alas there is a begging and an ending to everything, the Beta and Omega,
the time of
the Omega draws near, for it is the time of the second coming of "HOURLY
RATES" and
the Dweebs wail. for this is a time of harvest, a time to weed out the poor
and weak, and a
time of the God of "Finace", but all is not over, for the Gods of " Kesmai"
so loved the
Dweebs, that they gave their only begotten son "AW2", and who so ever
belivith in him
shall not perish, but have everlasting life for 40 hours a month,..........Ah
but that is to be
called the "New testament " of AW......................and that has yet to be
written.
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« Reply #8 on: February 09, 2004, 09:49:36 PM »
The good old days.