+Amiga 2 (retro)

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Yurok Merkulov

2:5051/16.5
2:5051/22.6
yur...@portal.infocom.ru

Another dream

Autumn has come. Pisyuk began to lack RAM to express everything that he had loaded in relation to the Amiga. He made a series of upgrades
in the hope of installing new feelings, but they were still buggy.
Becoming completely monochrome, he sadly drove towards BBC on his
Semi-Axis.
A young boy was voting on the road. Pisyuk began to pause and stopped.
- Where? - he asked with a text menu.
- In the shadow ROM, - he answered briskly.
- Where is this? - asked Pisyuk.
- From the zero address.
- Don’t lie, there are interrupt vectors.
- Don’t lie, you know who I am?
- Some kind of incompatible computer, right?
- I guessed right, I’m Specky, okay, let’s go.
Pisyuk quietly loaded the emulator, and the axle axis froze.
- Well, we’ll have to wait for now let's reboot... - muttered
Pisyuk with annoyance.
He missed his girlfriend, who had gone to meet her brother -
MacIntosh. In an email, he promised to introduce her to one
powerful guy, who, according to him, is the namesake of Pisyuk, but with the prefix
Power. This hurt Pisyuk, he crashed and didn’t connect with anyone.
Spekky, while Pisyuk was rebooting, wanted to boastsome kind of demo, but it didn’t load, declaring that it only wanted to see Scorpio himself.
- Problems? - Pisyuk threw a couple of bytes.
- Yes, that’s right, internal ones, - Specky scrolled.
Pisyuk was getting worse, he was losing his clusters, barely reacting to
the world around him. Suddenly he felt that someone was approaching him in the Booth sector.
- WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - he screamed hysterically, but the pain did not subside. A few minutes later it froze completely.
Night. The faint rustle of the propeller woke up Pisyuk. “VEB is dripping, maybe
it will cure, otherwise I’ve completely forgotten the bytes, I’m old, it’s time to
upgrade, it’s high time...” He froze again...
He woke up only in the morning and saw a scar in the form of the inscription
“Curred.” Having lazily dressed in Norton, he looked around and froze!
SHE stood in front of him.
- Amiga, dear, hello! You've gotten better!
- AGA! - she answered.
- Wow, you glow with 256,000 thousand colors, I’m just hanging on
you.
- Dear Pisenka, I upgraded the chips for you, overclocked the processor...
But Pisyuk saw two strong men in the distance and began to swap out of excitement. One of them was strikingly similar to the Amiga, the other was marked with the inscription POWER. Pisyuk immediately understood everything.
He sadly, according to the text, looked into the eyes of his beloved and
saw in them onlymurderous AGA, indicating agreement.
Pisyuk went to DOS and slowly trudged into GoldEdit to express
his mood in Flame in relation to the two monsters.
Time passed. There were still no answers. Finally, after tragic days of waiting, a fresh piece of soap arrived to him. On the wrapper it was written:
From: Amiga
To: PC
Subj: Reconciliation

Hi, Pisyuk!
I understood all your problems! I am yours, and if you want a subject, come to me!
Gently connect, your Amiga

Origin * I AGA whisper in your ear, gently rustling with memory...

Pisyuk, trembling, carefully dialed ATDP and flew to the Amiga. She was waiting for him naked, the body was lying somewhere under the sofa. Pisyuk carefully walked through the areas of his friend’s memory, gently touching the most secret areas. His modem,
raised the CePeeS to 3000, greedily poured information into the port of the Amiga, which received
sweet, kind lines...
And from then on they fell in love with each other forever. They were married by an uncle with a booming Echo - Ru Amigovich Moderators, and the plus signs and stars flew into the sky, burning there and not reaching the mortal earth. A lot of people came to the
wedding, wow, how the traffic in the city increased, how congratulations began to flow, filling
everything with files and soap...
That’s the end of the fairy tale, friends, ALT+H...

04.97 Yurok LM

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