Seven and 1 / 2 - Virtual'no Amiga syndrome.

<b>Seven and 1 / 2</b> - Virtual'no Amiga syndrome.

(C) PLAYGEAR COMPANY / BD
Author: Bazhenov Alexander / The Pagan
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            Rulez'naya couple

                   or

        Virtual'no Amiga syndrome

                    II



            A crocodile, 2 crocodile ...

            452 crocodile ...

       / Notes crazy playgear'ovtsa /


 September third, nineteen hundred ninety-seventh year of the 
birth of Christ. Four o'clock on a clear cloudless sky suddenly 
sound of thunder. However, no. Just at the door loudly drummed. 
I sat at his comp'a and straining for coloring text to DEJA VU 
# 2. Thoughts my peace flowed and processed in the form

nice icons control codes, as
Suddenly ... Oh yeah, I said! Thus, in
loud banging on the door. Wincing and sending while mentally 
uninvited guests away, I reluctantly got up and trudged to the

door. At half way I was assailed by
vague foreboding. How many times I gave
vowed to embed eye! Nevertheless,
I opened the door. In the doorway, in the middle of ringing 
silence, as if from nowhere drawn VHS at full strength.

 Give help: VHS always go to visit
_____________ Full staff, guided by a simple and at the same 
time true to the principle - there is safety in numbers.  Faith 
was splashed on their brazen and echidna expression such as 
"Gotcha"! "And specifically," I concluded, mentally, seeing as 
one of the They already pushes the leg between the door and

threshold.
- A couple rulez'naya - I muttered not
thinking.
- Sam you're a pervert - on the move and said SON
was sideways to squeeze into a gap desyatisantimetrovuyu that 
its volume was completely straightforward. Realizing that these 
comrades (And PBS) just are not, I began to sculpt all sorts of 
excuses, citing pressure of work on the magazine. In my heart I 
realized that the only reason for my extremely busy for them 
may be just my sudden death, and there is not full of a 
magazine! They have for some time were in silence, folded his 
hands and listening to all that delirium, which I carefully 
expounded. Eyes they gradually flared greenish flame of anger, 
and soon become like galogenki car.

- A good drive, get dressed - squeezed SON.
- Where? - Crestfallen I croaked.
- To us - smiling maliciously, they said. -
Amiga with Moscow prirulila.
Sighing, I began to dress.
- A Cardinal'a take? - With hope in his voice I asked. No one 
should I suffer. - And what - they dreamily rolled his eyes.

Pulling out of the house scared to death, and scantily clad 
Cardinal'a, they took him in vices, and we went to watch Amig'u.

 From a stop to the headquarters of VHS was
Ten minutes' walk away. However, during this short time they 
had to report Amig'e almost everything. As we walked, I've 
always For some reason it seemed that no two Virtual'ov

man, and much more, with such
the rapid pace they are moving
around us. Occasionally in this chaos flashed
pale face Cardinal'a expressed utmost tumult. I'm from, 
perhaps, too, looked far better. So, with varying success, 
avoiding from completely out-of-print a couple, we dobreli

to their apartment. With great pomp was opened by the front 
door, reminds me of Armor T-72 and we have entered a virtual 
reality. Most of this reality I was struck by the abundance of 
mosquitoes. About fifty of these lovely creatures were sitting 
in groups on the ceilings and walls, another about fifty with a 
happy hum pounced on us with Cardinal'om. What is most 
remarkable - Virtual'ov some reason they did not want to bite.

Whether they have tamed them, or even what is not
I know. Generally, as long as we take off one's shoes, in our
skins turned into a dozen holes more
than it was meant to Mother Nature.
Entering the room we saw a miracle, which is called the Amiga 
1200. On a small table was a small keyboard .. and all! Quickly 
looking around the room, I saw nothing that even reminded me 
about the computer with the exception of the beautifully 
designed box. I walked around suspiciously Amig'u around. There 
was an awkward silence, interrupted only wheezing Cardinal'a, 
concentrated kicking against bothersome insects.

- What, is this all? - I expressed my full
ignorance. Virtual'y looked at me,
as an enemy of all mankind.
- The rest of the evening train will bring. -
grimly joked and shook his SON
head, referring to the LEA: - lamer Lamer at sitting!
- Yeah, - grunted with contemptuous view of LEA
and pointedly added: - and lamer
urge on! The couple rolled with laughter, obviously
enjoying a successful joke. Overlooking a professional than a 
year working on Amig'e, SON kerf food ...




           Optional Finals

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 I got home already ten o'clock in the evening, osnavatelno 
bitten by mosquitoes and tightly overload of information. A few 
hours head simply can not comprehend the whole multitasking 
Amig'i in interpreting Virtual'ov. Sitting on the bed I 
stupidly stared at the wall. Nor of any work not

could be no question.
- What do you say, boy? - Suddenly
I heard a squeaky voice. Slowly turning my head I saw on the 
kitchen table red beetle with curiosity pyalivshegosya

at me. "Dostukalsya! - Sadly thought
I. Cockroach some time looking at
I vainly expecting something, and then slowly turned around and 
grabbed the bread crumb, loose stride toward

home. "Blossomed here without me" -
I sighed. This evening I was really drunk ...