Terminal #03 28 января 1998

Самиздат

Smile! - rulezny plan.

                       Y Li L B O H K A!


- SERG - Sava Magic, who wrote a letter on the subject

                            "Rulez", thus inspiring me to

                                      this enormous project. ;-)


                 P Y R E G H J Li W, Li C A M E L

Monsters do not decrease. Rather, the opposite - they were 
coming more and more and more. "Well, hang on!" - Wizard of 
thought, and throwing in toward the empty "Rocket Launcher", 
pulled out zagashnika BFG 9000. Looked at an indicator of the 
charges - "Damn, well when I had to spend so much! ". The 
disappointment was great, but desire to do away with the 
monsters at once, overrode all other emotions. Secunda - 
wearing sun glasses, even seconds - arms securely in the iron 
muscles of the Wizard. Click! - translated into automatic mode. 
"Well, all, perhaps," - kakin with something incomprehensible 
regret he drawled, - "prosaic once ...". Then slowly pulled the 
trigger ... even in lightproof goggles my eyes were hurting 
from a terrible, neestesstvennoy White, who suddenly emerged 
where only that raged crowd of monsters. Finally, it was all 
over. The Wizard sighed: "FF-at .., yet another level

cleared. "thrown off the land useless already BFG 9000, sat on
the nearest stone, and unfolded a map: "Tak-c, where we've got 
out ?..., Ah, here it is. "Then it seemed that a shadow

flashed in the doorway wall, not far from it. For three minutes 
he does not stopping, staring back. "Not another hallucination 
of surge "- he said aloud, hoping that this is a very

really so. But just in case decided to pick up something
suitable: "Little is that, with empty hands is not very
povoyuesh. "And in fact - from the opening jumped three 
monsters, and rushed to the Wizard. "In the bunker you sat it 
out, what-if" - muttered irritably Wizard, waving over your head

club. "Oh, with a brush!" - In the hearts he exclaimed in 
English, and tossed in the nearest bludgeon. Cudgel whistling 
flew over heads of monsters, did not pay her any attention. 
Topics Still, all three stopped five meters from the Wizard.

San office e bane? " - A little embarrassed, stammered, "said 
one of the them. "Wha-at?!, That is yo-o-och ?!!!", - instantly 
smeknuv, what was happening, shouted our hero. "Apparently, the 
British swearing acts on them, how to spell. Well, well. Oh! 
And if you try so ... "- and a wry smile, drew on the glass, in 
which turned the sand after the BFG, the sign "*" Monsters 
changed faces. A magician, a gesture experienced fencer, two

flourishes painted "+". Brute shied away in different
side. "Gy" - issued a hysterical giggle Wizard, and poking
finger in a wall - say, look here, drew a "!" And, pointing
the same finger at the monster, said solemnly: "Ridonli!".
Monster vanished into thin air. Once again, looking around the 
ruins, which Not so long ago were locked, the Wizard put his 
hands in his pockets, and briskly walked towards the exit, 
humming under his breath: "San- san office e bi-and-IC, San, 
San office e bi-and-IC, to the tune of the famous "Doumer go, 
hooray, hooray!". And already half-stepped in the doorway, in 
which burned an inscription "EXIT", suddenly stopped ... 

    "Heh-heh" - rubbing his hands together and chuckling 
ominously, the Wizard back to reality. "No way, thought of 
tricks" - junior Sorcerer's brother - Alex, in fear all the 
vicissitudes of nablyudavschy battles, not looking, convulsive 
movements tried to pull out locked floppy diskette has just 
completed the program. Wizard, if in a trance, muttering: 
"Ridonli ... Ridonli ... Ridonli? "" Damn, did not have time to 
make a copy! Just would not remembered the command "format 
!!!!!" - Alex finally found the door drive. A moment later, a 
CD with a unique program was tucked between the pages of holy 
books - "Assembler Z80 - guidance system programmer. "Alex knew 
that his brother was not looked into it three hundred years, 
and it is unlikely that the Book need it now. Relieved breath. 
Meanwhile, Magician muttered something under his breath, he 
passed his hands in the air. Alex stared in amazement at his 
brother. "Uh ...", - quietly he said, wanting to help - "Can 
Escape? .." Magician second looked at Alex glassy eyes, and 
then savagely growling: "Do not bother! ", again absorbed in 
himself. Alex moved away, and realized that he had done right. 
Sorcerer's eyes brightened, and roared: "Oh! sysop !!!!!", he 
immediately disappeared under the table. Flapped some time 
there, grunting and cursing in different words, the Wizard 
happily crawled out, dragging an uncanny kind of structure. 
"What is it ?????" - Whispered Alex. "Plyusomet!" - Proudly 
answered the brother, - "I sysop! Do you co-sysop. Do you 
understand? "." Well, at ... Is ?..." - taken aback by such 
nozhidannosti, mumbled Alex. "Aha" - lovingly wiping dust 
plyusometa confirmed Wizard. "Hmm ... And what now ? "- A few 
puzzled asked his younger brother. "Now ?...", - mechanically 
repeated Wizard, uploading editor and, left corner nearer the 
keyboard of an old Spectrum, concluded - "... now will be 
different!" With these words He gleefully grinning, quickly 
began typing. Alex stress watched as a computer screen filled 
with lines: "... Looking at the recent evolving trend

nemeryannom increasing volume of letters, I would like to 
introduce some following rules, which are highly desirable to 
perform each user to my station, and the entire network ZXnet 
in general ... " Magician, character by character continued to 
fill the text. Plyusomet, dimly shining, lay next to ...