From: owner-deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org (deltagreen-digest) To: deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org Subject: deltagreen-digest V2 #14 Reply-To: Delta Green List Sender: owner-deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org Errors-To: owner-deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org Precedence: bulk deltagreen-digest Friday, July 30 1999 Volume 02 : Number 014 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 27 Jul 1999 22:33:53 -0500 From: Mark Carroll Subject: Re: DG: Jelly babies Rock on, Don. I used a variant of this idea for my own campaign, and it went something like this: Evil Senator (are there any other kind?) is making a run for the Presidency, and has the resources of a formerly Mennonite-run charity (the New Life Foundation) backing him. Said Senator looks good in the polls, since he's doing ever-so-neat things like re-educating ang housing the homeless, relocating them to small towns that need willing labor. Or so the story went to the public. Making short work of the cover, the PCs ran across the Senator's plans when a lone Library of Congress prole with too much time on his hands pracctically dropped evidence in their laps -- their laps specifically, since they happened to be on a hit-list the Senator had compiled, and said prole had hacked. Evidence got plucked by a police friendly and handed over. The crunchy goodness of the plot came across when they found out what the good Senator was *really* doing -- aside from the lovely genetic-experiment rejects, the top-secret Gate experiments, and the town allegedly cleared due to a nuclear accident...they found where all those homless folks went -- wired into a massive ritual network, cross-indexed via computer, and primed to expire on cue at midnight December 31st 2000. The best part was watching their faces when they discovered who Case 001 was -- the Senator's missing daughter, and a former PC herself. Ah, the memories. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 08:13:55 +0200 From: EHuelshoff@t-online.de (Eckhard Huelshoff) Subject: Re: Fwd: DG: Kennedy campaign musings David Farnell schrieb: > From: Eckhard Huelshoff : > > Nice try, but the result was amusement. The reason: The correct phrase > would have > > been "Ich bin ein Koelner". "Koelsch" is the special beer of the Cologne > area. > > I think this is now a tradition among American presidents--go to German > cities and announce in all seriousness that they are, indeed, local snacks. > As traditions go, at least it's harmless. (Pesky German grammar.) > > David Farnell -- Fukuoka, Japan > "Ich bin ein Frankfurter!" (No, really--drop the "ein" and it's true.) You don't need to drop the "ein". It's already correct as you wrote it. Same goes for "Ich bin ein Wiener!", though this would not be a German city, of course. ECKHARD ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 09:37:06 +0100 From: Ward Phil Subject: DG: FW: [/dev/null] Reefer Madness! Oh dear, they're doing it again, releasing untested MJ-12/Bug technology into the biosphere..... help! Phil > -----Original Message----- > From: Will Mc Donald [SMTP:wmcdonald@orctel.co.uk] > Sent: Wednesday, July 28, 1999 9:28 AM > To: Talking Sense? > Subject: [/dev/null] Reefer Madness! > Eeeep. :) > > Life imitates even worse sci-fi: > http://www.sun-sentinel.com/news/daily/detail/0,1136,20500000000105626,00. > html > [CDreams] > > Now, the new head of the state's Office of Drug Control hopes to kill > Florida's lucrative marijuana business in the very ground in which it > thrives, by someday dusting suspected areas with a marijuana-eating, > soil-borne fungus called Fusarium oxysporum. > The fungus, a bioherbicide engineered specifically to attack plants like > marijuana, is otherwise harmless, said the Montana company, Ag/Bio Con., > that developed it. > > (Pitch: Hippies smoke fungus-tainted pot, mutate into human/fungi > hybrids...) > > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > -- > To unsubscribe send a message to bollocks-request@yourmum.com with > 'unsubscribe' in the body > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > -- ************************************************************* This email is confidential and should not be used by anyone who is not the original intended recipient. Sony cannot accept liability for statements made which are clearly the sender's own and not made on behalf of Sony. ************************************************************* ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 11:19:05 +0200 From: EHuelshoff@t-online.de (Eckhard Huelshoff) Subject: Re: DG: FW: [/dev/null] Reefer Madness! Ward Phil schrieb: > > > > (Pitch: Hippies smoke fungus-tainted pot, mutate into human/fungi > > hybrids...) > > Now that would really give new meaning to the words "magic mushrooms"! ECKHARD ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 04:09:29 PDT From: "Stabernide -" Subject: Re: DG: Kennedy campaign musings >This is also my plan for Delta Green in the ENDTIMES. Starting out >as a >shield against the Mythos, but turning into something a little more >sinister. Majestic will be gone (exposed) by then. A kind of >"Organizational SAN Loss" sort of concept. During my recently concluded 'Cold Gray' campaign (write up coming to a web site near you soon), it was hinted to the PC's several times that Delta Green were heavily implicated in the JFK assasination. This seemed a lot more obvious to me than say, Majestic involvement, given Kennedy's support for MJ-12 and his libetarian leanings that would clash with the ultra right-wing approach I see Delta Green as taking in these officially sanctioned years. You've no idea how much this idea bothered them. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 09:55:02 -0400 From: "Jimmie Bise, Jr." Subject: DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13 > On the other hand, "Ich bin ein Berliner" was also considered amusing by > some - "Berliner" being some kind of pastry/pretzel/whatever. > I'm too lay to go and dig up the correct reference in an old Len Deighton > book. Well, the way the story allegedly goes, Kennedy wanted to say "I am a Berliner", and this apparently translates into German as "Ich bin Berliner" (Eckhardt, you can correct me if I'm wrong). What he actually said was "Ich bin ein Berliner". Unbeknownst to him, there was a brand of jelly donuts in Germany at that time which was quite popular with the name of "Berliner". So what Kennedy actually said was "I am a jelly donut". If you watch the old newsreel from that speech, you can see just a slight pause after he says it as German brains try to go from what he actually said to what he must have meant to say. then the cheers started. So, my own contribution to the DG slang is: A Berliner (n): To commit an unintentional, harmless, but embarassing statement or act, especially one that can be brought up again as a point of ridicule by one's associates. - -Jimmie ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 09:20:55 -0500 From: "Benada, Rob" Subject: DG: More DG Terminology Jimmie Bise wrote: So, my own contribution to the DG slang is: A Berliner (n): To commit an unintentional, harmless, but embarrassing statement or How about: Ice Cream Social - any event that involves the creation/discovery/investigation of a drippy meat locker/home/compound/church. [Two drinks if more than three Federal agencies become involved, chug if it's all MJ-12 fault]. I'll resist the urge to expand on the term through the linking of servings/flavors/toppings to details as it would become silly beyond belief. Snork - -- Snorkey: Off to a Ice Cream Social for bowl of vanilla and Strawberry with chocolate syrup and lots of nuts. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 07:39:13 -0700 From: "Steven Kaye" Subject: DG: Possible Tie-In With Jerry's Kids? Those Vatican bankers are up to their old tricks again, as detailed in the latest issue of FORTUNE: http://cgi.pathfinder.com/fortune/1999/08/16/fat.html Steven Kaye - --== Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ ==-- Share what you know. Learn what you don't. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 17:07:18 +0200 From: EHuelshoff@t-online.de (Eckhard Huelshoff) Subject: Re: DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13 Jimmie Bise, Jr. schrieb: > > Well, the way the story allegedly goes, Kennedy wanted to say "I am a > Berliner", and > this apparently translates into German as "Ich bin Berliner" (Eckhardt, you > can > correct me if I'm wrong). What he actually said was "Ich bin ein Berliner". > Unbeknownst to him, there was a brand of jelly donuts in Germany at that time > which > was quite popular with the name of "Berliner". > > So what Kennedy actually said was "I am a jelly donut". Well, actually you're right. But You're kind of wrong as well. In many parts of Germany jelly donuts are really called "Berliner" [ it is not a brand name ]. But on the other hand: What Kennedy said was absolutely correct. In fact it was even better than "Ich bin Berliner". Without loosing myself in the fine art of good style in the German language: His choice of words supported his intentions in saying that he felt close to the people of Berlin. My interpretation of this is the following: During the cold war Berlin was a symbol: A western City, part of the free part of Germany, in the middle of "another" country, anothery system, surrounded by the "evil communists". In my opinion Kennedy wanted to give a statement of support to the people of Berlin. And for this his choice of words was just fine. "Ich bin ein Berliner" is just more personal than "Ich bin Berliner". > If you watch the old newsreel from that speech, you can see just a slight > pause > after he says it as German brains try to go from what he actually said to > what he > must have meant to say. then the cheers started. The "Jelly Donut"-confusion can't be the reason for the pause, because in the area in and around Berlin "jelly donuts" are NOT called "Berliner" but "Pfannkuchen". I always blamed the silence between Kennedy's words and the cheering on a bad sound system. ECKHARD ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 17:46:00 +0100 From: Barry Hill Subject: DG: arabic tomb i see from a mag that the latest release from 'hovels' is a 20/25 mm model of an arab tomb . it looks really good and can also be used for a hidden deep in jungle temple, and should be useful for all who still use models to resolve fights etc. hovels is on http://www.hovelsltd.co.uk any one any ideas on what in fact would be found in an arab tomb [ i already have many CoC ideas ] in the middle ages - abdul al hazrad times did the arabs use coffins , or were bodies wrapped in turin shrouds and an easter egg rolled across the door? \Barry Hill. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 17:35:43 +0100 From: Barry Hill Subject: Re: DG: Ressurection: BOT2 , The Man in Black writes >As for on each other? I think Mordiggian Ghouls have more respect for the >dead than that, at least their own dead. It would work, but be considered >a great crime. Ghouls eating their own dead? I took this up with pagan . i fail to see why ghouls would be involved with any resurrection other than to use it as an easy way to get the dead to walk to their temples rather than go to the trouble of carrying them. the ghouls eat the dead - they are their food and ghouls just wouldn't play with their food. indeed to bring the dead back to life would be a complete anathema. ghouls would be very anti any religion which promised the resurrection of the dead and therefore are totally and eternally opposed to christianity which makes such a promise. also of course christians believe in the resurrection of the dead - it says so in the creed. \Barry Hill. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 19:18:07 +0200 From: Davide Mana Subject: Rotten Fish! (was Re: DG: Meat, Slime and Bacteria) Greetings. Scott wrote.... >A bit of urban myth from the Berkeley Free Speech Movement days. LOL! To counter from ever cheerful Turin, here's no urban myth, but the true thing (I, ehm, knew a guy that was involved....) In a certain spring-summer term of the early 90s, the students and staff of the Turin University Geology and Petrography Department started complaining to the administration because of a definite fishy smell that apparently hanged the main corridor of the central building (one floor under the staff offices). While "those darned kids" were clearly spotted as the cause of the smell, the objective reason of the increasingly unbearable stench was less clearly determined. The floors were scrubbed, while obscure chemical comncotions were postulated to be the cause by geochemistry teachers. all the map and sample closets lining the hall were opened and inspected - which lead to the discovery of some long forgotten DSDP cores but nothing else of interest. Students hanging out in the corridor (in constantly decreasing numbers for obvious reasons) were summarily inspected in case they carried canisters of some obscure fishy-smelling substance. For the poor souls following the petrography main course - eight hours three days a week looking through a microscope in a room directly beside the corridor - the situation was becoming unbearable. When finally the department closed for summer the thing was forgotten, and later that autumn the smell had gone - to come back only on particularly windy days. What had happened was - during a field trip, a bunch of youthful jokers (an applied geologist, two structurals, a geochemist and a micropaleontologist) had spent part of an afternoon fishing in a pond instead of collecting samples. The result of their poaching activities had been a particularly big trout, that was carried back to the department in the sample box. As the sun set, it was clear to the guys that the fish was to be disposed of. But how? Well, a loop was made with some string through the thing's gills, and the poor dead critter - christened "Uncle Fish" - was tied to the rope used to operate the blinds of one of the huge windows of the main corridor. The blind was therefore lowered, raising as a consequence Uncle Fish, like some unholy Innsmouth flag - high up towards the ceiling. And there, half in shadow, about eight meters over the heads of students and staff, the increasingly embarassing Uncle Fish spent the following three years (I swear to God!) But the worst of the smell was gone after the first three or four months. When it was finally lowered by the conspirators as a prologue to a night of revels and celebrations, Uncle Fish was discovered to have undergone an exemplary case of fossilization by mummification, a phenomenon generally limited to desert areas. The Uncle Fish affair was the worst debacle of the Geology and Petrology Dept., after of course the infamous case of the Horseass Psycho. But that's another story. Sorry for the long post. Davide "Pass the string through the gills, you fool" Mana ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 02:39:22 +0900 (JST) From: ft203004@fsinet.or.jp (Jay and Mikiko ) Subject: Re: DG: Ressurection: BOT2 < also >of course christians believe in the resurrection of the dead - it says >so in the creed. Oh sure, they say so, but just watch them run when great-grampa shows up. :) Jay - ------------------------------------------ There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness." Dave Barry, _Twenty-five Things I have Learned in Fifty Years_ - ------------------------------------------ ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 20:44:32 +0200 From: Davide Mana Subject: DG: More Kennedy Weirdness Greetings. This has just been broadcast by the national news service - a team of Peruvian shamans has performed today a special ritual by the sea for the souls of the latest dead Kennedy and his two female companions. With chants, ritual immersion of Kennedy family pictures and other such "pre-incaic" practices, the shamans asked the sea spirits (hmmmmm), or the sea itself to let go of the souls of John K. & co. - that have been so far held captive under the waves. I will not offend the listmembers intelligence by crying Mythos on this one. Also, apparently the market quotation of Johnny's pad in New York City have been going up these last few days. According to the newsman, there's a lot of people interested in purchasing John Kennedy's last terrene home. Most of them ghouls, or so the news said. Take care, gentlemen. Davide Mana Torino, Italy doctor.dee@iol.it ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 15:16:00 EDT From: LizardRoi@aol.com Subject: Re: DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13 In a message dated 99-07-28 09:50:58 EDT, you write: << A Berliner (n): To commit an unintentional, harmless, but embarassing statement or act, especially one that can be brought up again as a point of ridicule by one's associates. -Jimmie >> Right up there with Norwegian. Except instead of saying someone made *a* Berliner, I think they made *ein* Berliner, as in "Ooops. Looks like I made ein Berliner. Doh!" Mark McFadden That was one small post for Man, one giant post for all Mankind. Doh! *A* man. *A* man. DohDohDoh! ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 16:22:53 -0400 From: "Jimmie Bise, Jr." Subject: Re: DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13 > Right up there with Norwegian. Except instead of saying someone made *a* > Berliner, I think they made *ein* Berliner, as in "Ooops. Looks like I made > ein Berliner. Doh!" > I like that. So let's add that one to the slang hopper. I'm thinking that somewhere in our last few discussions would be some useful slang terms, such as: Witch (n. or adj.) - Used to describe and extremely unsettling or terrifying "Night at the Opera", especially one that is extended over a period of days or weeks. Taken from, not only the Blair Witch Project movie in which three hapless folks are scared witless, but also from myth and legend (such at the legend of Baba Yaga) in which witches tend to scare the Bejeezus out of folks in the woods over a period of days. "Yeah...Agent Johnson finally lost it. I guess it was the two-week Witch he was running out in Omaha." Meatpile (n. or adj.) - Used to describe a sight that is so gristly that it overwhelms at least one of the senses instantly. Taken from the soon to be apocryphal story recounted on the list about the warehouse cooler full of 150 tons of rotten meat. "Don't go into that house. It's a real meatpile." Any others? - -Jimmie ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 16:36:29 -0400 From: Jeff Ewing Subject: Re: DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13 I nominate "hangin' trout" from Davide's story. Hangin' Trout - Used to describe a vaguely unsettling feeling that something is badly out of whack, but that extensive investigation has not (yet) turned up. Instead of the time worn "It's quiet out there --too quiet" try "There's a hangin' trout here *somewhere*!" Can also be used to indicate a "loose end" left at the end of an operation; one that will cause a stink later on. Jeff "Jimmie Bise, Jr." wrote: > I like that. So let's add that one to the slang hopper. I'm thinking that somewhere > in our last few discussions would be some useful slang terms, such as: [2 good uns snipped] > > Any others? > > -Jimmie ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 23:03:42 +0200 From: Davide Mana Subject: Rotten Fish! (was Re: DG: Meat, Slime and Bacteria) Greetings. [apparently this one never made it to the list - so I'm resending it just in case. Sorry if you get two. My best wishes to the NSA kids out there.] Scott wrote.... >A bit of urban myth from the Berkeley Free Speech Movement days. LOL! To counter from ever cheerful Turin, here's no urban myth, but the true thing (I, ehm, knew a guy that was involved....) In a certain spring-summer term of the early 90s, the students and staff of the Turin University Geology and Petrography Department started complaining to the administration because of a definite fishy smell that apparently hanged the main corridor of the central building (one floor under the staff offices). While "those darned kids" were clearly spotted as the cause of the smell, the objective reason of the increasingly unbearable stench was less clearly determined. The floors were scrubbed, while obscure chemical comncotions were postulated to be the cause by geochemistry teachers. all the map and sample closets lining the hall were opened and inspected - which lead to the discovery of some long forgotten DSDP cores but nothing else of interest. Students hanging out in the corridor (in constantly decreasing numbers for obvious reasons) were summarily inspected in case they carried canisters of some obscure fishy-smelling substance. For the poor souls following the petrography main course - eight hours three days a week looking through a microscope in a room directly beside the corridor - the situation was becoming unbearable. When finally the department closed for summer the thing was forgotten, and later that autumn the smell had gone - to come back only on particularly windy days. What had happened was - during a field trip, a bunch of youthful jokers (an applied geologist, two structurals, a geochemist and a micropaleontologist) had spent part of an afternoon fishing in a pond instead of collecting samples. The result of their poaching activities had been a particularly big trout, that was carried back to the department in the sample box. As the sun set, it was clear to the guys that the fish was to be disposed of. But how? Well, a loop was made with some string through the thing's gills, and the poor dead critter - christened "Uncle Fish" - was tied to the rope used to operate the blinds of one of the huge windows of the main corridor. The blind was therefore lowered, raising as a consequence Uncle Fish, like some unholy Innsmouth flag - high up towards the ceiling. And there, half in shadow, about eight meters over the heads of students and staff, the increasingly embarassing Uncle Fish spent the following three years (I swear to God!) But the worst of the smell was gone after the first three or four months. When it was finally lowered by the conspirators as a prologue to a night of revels and celebrations, Uncle Fish was discovered to have undergone an exemplary case of fossilization by mummification, a phenomenon generally limited to desert areas. The Uncle Fish affair was the worst debacle of the Geology and Petrology Dept., after of course the infamous case of the Horseass Psycho. But that's another story. Sorry for the long post. Davide "Pass the string through the gills, you fool" Mana ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 28 Jul 1999 23:13:24 +0200 From: Davide Mana Subject: Re: DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13 Greetings. It's Slang update time.... >I like that. So let's add that one to the slang hopper. I'm thinking that somewhere >in our last few discussions would be some useful slang terms, such as: [terms snipped but generally enjoyed] >Any others? Taking my cue from the MiB about the fact that you just _can't_ make everybody part of the conspiracy, I give you... "dead kennedy" - some event that looks like a handbook Mythos occurrence but actually is not. Can be either fabricated on purpose or coincidential). As in "We checked out the Blair Witch report and it turned out to be just another dead kennedy" Can be abbreviated in DK or "dick". Humbly submitted for your appreciation. Cheers! Davide Mana ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 00:58:29 +0200 From: "Fco. Javier Rubio" Subject: DG: Re: Ressurection: BOT2 At 02:39 29/07/99 +0900, you wrote: >< also >>of course christians believe in the resurrection of the dead - it says >>so in the creed. ---But *not* in their bodies! (it worked so just for Jesus, Lazarus and maybe a couple others). ____________ This was... Fco. Javier Rubio And my signature's current recomendation is... 'The Clockwork Orange' by Anthony Burgess ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 00:01:27 -0400 From: Bill Steinen Subject: Re: DG: A new urban myth At 03:26 PM 7/27/99 -0400, you wrote: >Adjusting ingredients globally would be rather difficult, as even with the >extensive cattle mutilations going on in the MidWest, the logistics demand >too much. McWorld gets beef from all over, preferably local. So adding the >"special sauce" from a central locale or a bunch of regional locales just >doesn't seem palatable or possible. For a very interesting (and easy to adapt for DG) angle on the strange burgers idea check your local comic shop for a Marvel Comics series (circa 1994 or 1995 IIRC) called Skrull Kill Krew. Pretty forgettable overal, but... Bill, owner of too damn many comics ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 08:18:48 +0900 From: "David Farnell" Subject: Re: Slangoids (was DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13) From: Davide Mana: > "dead kennedy" I particularly like this one. But with all these sudden additions to the slang pile, you've got to remember: use it or lose it. The only way to really get these slangoids into our vernacular is to use them. Otherwise they'll just get proposed, added to the list in the Ice Cave, and be forgotten. A clever idea that goes nowhere. Of course, the best place to use them is in mission reports, which we haven't seen much of lately. Same for fiction. But like Danny boy said, COUNTDOWN will probably revive our creative fires. Dave ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 00:40:49 EDT From: LizardRoi@aol.com Subject: Re: DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13 In a message dated 7/28/99 8:10:47 AM Pacific Daylight Time, EHuelshoff@t-online.de writes: << The "Jelly Donut"-confusion can't be the reason for the pause, because in the area in and around Berlin "jelly donuts" are NOT called "Berliner" but "Pfannkuchen". I always blamed the silence between Kennedy's words and the cheering on a bad sound system. >> I'll go along with that explanation. The myth is kind of ludicrous when you break it down. Imagine a foreign leader giving a historic speech in New York at some significant location, saying (in English) "I...am a New Yorker" and the crowd, stunned, pauses while they think "Did he just say *I am a magazine*?" before they work it out. Mark McFadden Ich bin ein Carcosan ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 00:40:50 EDT From: LizardRoi@aol.com Subject: DG: DG slang In a message dated 7/28/99 1:18:27 PM Pacific Daylight Time, jimmiebjr@olg.com writes: << "Don't go into that house. It's a real meatpile." Any others? >> First, I'd probably expand "Witch" into "Blair Witch" which would get run together into Blairwich. As in "Your compass is WRONG man! This is turning into a fuckin' blairwich. We crossed this stream YESTERDAY!" McGuffin (n.) The apparent goal of a scenario, but the "object" is actually unimportant. Came into use in film criticism\story shorthand from Francois Truffaut's interviews with Alfred Hitchcock. Hitchcock referred to the uranium in the German embassy safe (in Notorious) as a McGuffin and cited an obscure Scottish joke as the source of the term (1). The real story was the relationships between Cary Grant, Ingrid Bergman and Claude Rains, with the uranium being a dramatic excuse to make them interact. Probably more keeper slang than DG. White Whale (n.) The apparent goal of a scenario, but the "object", or more precisely, the actions that must be taken with it, are important. Obviously from Moby Dick, the first modern example that occurs to me would be the delivery of Dorothy to a tornado in Twister. The whole movie is apparently about all the adventures the scientists have trying to get a twister to eat that damn can of sensors "At last! We've uncovered the secrets of the killer twister! Look! Stuff goes around and up. Who' da thunk?" But the real finale was the couple looking at the center of the funnel as they hung from the pipes. In this case the White Whale was delivering the sensors. More Keeper slang. Mark McFadden (1) (Ahem. IIRC) A man gets on a train and shares a compartment with a Scotsman. The Scotsman has some weird object in the rack above him. The man asks what the thing is and the Scotsman replies "It's a McGuffin." The man asks what McGuffins are for and the Scotsman tells him they keep tigers away. When the man says that there are no tigers in Scotland, the Scotsman responds "That's alright, that's not a McGuffin." ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 07:48:37 +0200 From: EHuelshoff@t-online.de (Eckhard Huelshoff) Subject: Re: DG: More Kennedy Weirdness Davide Mana schrieb: [ snip ] > With chants, ritual immersion of Kennedy family pictures and other such > "pre-incaic" practices, the shamans asked the sea spirits (hmmmmm), or the > sea itself to let go of the souls of John K. & co. - that have been so far > held captive under the waves. Did anybody tell these inca fellows that that John F. Kennedy jr. was buried at sea? Obviously he or at least his family wanted his soul to be "under the waves". Probably these Shamans know the reason why they put him back into the Atlantic. Probably their chants aren't really to save his soul put to keep something at bay. [ snip ] > According to the newsman, there's a lot of people interested in purchasing > John Kennedy's last terrene home. > Most of them ghouls, or so the news said. A different theory: There's somebody who want to find some traces of him, like hair or comparable material from which he can gain his DNA to clone Mr. Kennedy. Kind of the modern day of ressurection. Probably it's somebody from a Late Night Show who wants to get just THE most incomparable guest. Just imagine Jay Leno leaning back and announcing the guest he'd never expected to have back on the show. ECKHARD ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 16:02:04 +0200 From: G_H_O@t-online.de (Heiko Aulbach) Subject: DG: DG.com Has anyone of you been unable to access delta-green.com, too? I´ve been trying for 2 days by now, but it won´t come up. Bye then, Heiko ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 09:35:16 -0500 From: "Shane Ivey" Subject: DG: RE: DG.com It's working fine for me... SHANE IVEY Zealot: Sci-fi & Fantasy Fun http://www.zealot.com AOL Keyword: Z - -----Original Message----- From: owner-deltagreen@nocturne.org [mailto:owner-deltagreen@nocturne.org]On Behalf Of Heiko Aulbach Sent: Thursday, July 29, 1999 9:02 AM To: Delta Green Mailingliste Subject: DG: DG.com Has anyone of you been unable to access delta-green.com, too? I´ve been trying for 2 days by now, but it won´t come up. Bye then, Heiko ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 13:53:33 EDT From: ScottSaylo@aol.com Subject: Re: DG: arabic tomb In a message dated 7/28/99 12:20:41 PM EST, barry.hill@hali.demon.co.uk writes: << - abdul al hazrad times did the arabs use coffins , or were bodies wrapped in turin shrouds and an easter egg rolled across the door? \Barry Hill. >> The arab belief is that the body will be physically resurrected and should be kept in a stone coffin to preserve the body as best as possible. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 23:18:26 +0200 From: Davide Mana Subject: Re: Slangoids (was DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13) Greetings. Superdave wrote... >From: Davide Mana: >> "dead kennedy" > >I particularly like this one. Glad to hear it. >But with all these sudden additions to the >slang pile, you've got to remember: use it or lose it. The only way to >really get these slangoids into our vernacular is to use them. Otherwise >they'll just get proposed, added to the list in the Ice Cave, and be >forgotten. A clever idea that goes nowhere. This is still the standard I use for the Dg Slang pop-up page in the cave - unless I see it actually used on the list, I will not add it. A basic evolutionary principle - if it can stand on its own leg long enough, it's fine for us. Strong candidates at the moment are expression referring to "fresh" or "freshness". But what does the King in Lizard Skins mean when he writes he's feeling fresher? Maybe he'll enlighten us. On the other hand, what about... mentos - [tradecraft] a set of standard fake European id papers as supplied by USA agencies. Generally include a passport, a driver's licence, a few addressed letters and business cards. Mentos - the ideal freshmakers for a night at the opera. By extension.... fresh - working under deep cover. The fresher you get, the deeper the cover. Later. Davide Mana ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 17:48:56 -0400 From: "Andrew D. Gable" Subject: Re: Slangoids (was DG: Re: deltagreen-digest V2 #13) >This is still the standard I use for the Dg Slang pop-up page in the >cave - unless I see it actually used on the list, I will not add it. A basic >evolutionary principle - if it can stand on its own leg long enough, it's >fine for us. My candidate, based on a recent thread (yeah, you know which one): Wide-eyed: Adjective used to describe someone who is investigating artistic decadence connected with the King in Yellow. As in, "Benjamin was getting all wide-eyed over this ultra-violent film." Andrew D. Gable gable@redrose.net "'Reality' is the only word in the language that should always be used in quotes." My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult, "Nervous Xians" ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 17:54:52 -0500 From: Jeff McSpadden Subject: DG: Re: Slangoids In the spirit of literary contests (and to get back on topic), lets see you use ALL the Ice cave slang in a fiction paragraph. If you're *really* cool, let's see a series of haiku (you know who you are). I've been working on a run on sentence in the spirit of Faulkner using only commas and hyphens. Jeff ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 23:40:11 -0400 From: Daniel Harms Subject: Re: DG: Ressurection: BOT2 At 05:35 PM 7/28/99 +0100, you wrote: >I took this up with pagan . i fail to see why ghouls would be involved >with any resurrection other than to use it as an easy way to get the >dead to walk to their temples rather than go to the trouble of carrying >them. the ghouls eat the dead - they are their food and ghouls just >wouldn't play with their food. indeed to bring the dead back to life >would be a complete anathema. There's actually something in the Chaosium canon which deals with this... AT YOUR DOOR S P O I L E R S A ghoul brought in contact with corpses who have been through the Resurrection process notes that they "taste like microwave." Yrs., Daniel Harms dmharms@acsu.buffalo.edu "I had come frighteningly near to the capture of an old secret which ventured close to man's haunts and lurked cautiously just beyond the edge of the known. Yet in the end I had nothing." - H. P. Lovecraft and Robert H. Barlow ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 29 Jul 1999 22:17:51 PDT From: "Stabernide -" Subject: DG: where the f...?!? Hello? Everybody still alive? (hasn't had a new digest in oh, ages) ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 30 Jul 1999 08:39:38 +0100 From: Ward Phil Subject: RE: DG: arabic tomb Not to mention stopping the desert ghul's getting in and eating them... Phil (Ps. Stabernide, not enough traffic to generate digests.... must write more stuff.... ;) ) > -----Original Message----- > From: ScottSaylo@aol.com [SMTP:ScottSaylo@aol.com] > Sent: Thursday, July 29, 1999 6:54 PM > To: deltagreen@nocturne.org > Subject: Re: DG: arabic tomb > > In a message dated 7/28/99 12:20:41 PM EST, barry.hill@hali.demon.co.uk > writes: > > << - abdul al hazrad times > did the arabs use coffins , or were bodies wrapped in turin shrouds and > an easter egg rolled across the door? > \Barry Hill. >> > > > The arab belief is that the body will be physically resurrected and should > be > kept in a stone coffin to preserve the body as best as possible. ************************************************************* This email is confidential and should not be used by anyone who is not the original intended recipient. Sony cannot accept liability for statements made which are clearly the sender's own and not made on behalf of Sony. ************************************************************* ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 30 Jul 1999 01:19:24 PDT From: "Christopher D. Nichols" Subject: DG: Containment Item Hey. Going on the mention of Silent Hill as a Delta Green relevant game, I went and rented it. And then came up with this. Any thoughts? And see y'all at GenCon. ***** Yellow Yellow is a new video game, the first product from American software developer Cloudwave Design, for the Playstation. The game, loosely modeled after Konami’s Silent Hill, shows the main character, John Gaines, searching The City, trying to find the mystery woman he feels driven to protect. The setting of Yellow is ingenius, a mixture of several real world cities, including New York, Paris, Moscow, Tokyo, and appearantly ancient Mexico City, incorporating slightly off-kilter versions of the famous landmarks of these and other cities. Completely surrounded by the sea, The City seems to have no exits, although in the distance, a drawbridge and numerous boats can be seen. The City has a very raw and realistic feel, which some reviewers have likened to films ranging from The Maltese Falcon to Seven. The seedy side of the metropolis is shown is stark detail, from brothels to drug dens, from street crime to serial killers, all glossed over by a layer of official corruption. The City, a bustling metropolis at the beginning of the game, gradually turns into a ghost town, and then things start to get really strange. Sickly yellow fogs rolls into the streets, huge beetles skuttle everywhere, buildings age rapidly, a strange island rises from the bay, along with other unsettling events. While the action in The City takes place almost entirely by daylight, the game still creates a sense of dread and impending doom. One of the features Yellow takes from Silent Hill, is its Other City. This flip-side realm is a place of constant night, in contrast to The City’s ever-present day. Here, wraith-like figures drift on the streets, warped spires rise over the streets, and here, the most clues to the location and identity of the woman that the player seeks are found. Features of the other city include a gallery of paintings, an underground carnival, and an observatory, among others. Once The City become a ghost-town, the action switches to and remains in the Other City. Throughout Yellow, one finds strange black and yellow books. Each book tells part of one of four stories. One story appears to be a novelization of Yellow, and either reflects an action that just occurred, or predicts a future action. The second set of books is a set of poems, that vaguely discuss the impermanence and unreality of emotions, ideas, people and reality. The third set of books present non-fiction articles on the occult, violent behavior disorders, high-level physics, astronomy, and other topics. The final set of books contain short sections of lines from a play. Although unnamed, the play is The King in Yellow. Further, reading each book is necessary to advance to the next part of the game. The cast of characters in Yellow is disturbing as well. While the cast at first is fairly standard - a friendly cop, a shop-owner, and some others - these quickly disappear. Those who remain turn traitor or come to messy ends. The characters take darker turns - a prostitute, a junkie, a serial killer, and a troop of sideshw freaks, all appear - before the Other City’s inhabitants arrive - including, a rag-cloaked thing (is it a man or a corpse?), a brain in a box, and a whispering shadow. Yellow isn’t just puzzle-solving, reading and exploration though. There’s lots of combat too, in the style of Resident Evil and Silent Hill. As in those games, standard zombies and demons are among the enemies faced. However, Yellow offers a wider variety of foes. Enemies include, an assortment of tentacled things, giant marrionettes, strange steam-powered robots, living shadows, and, oddly, in one of the slum sections of The City, a horde of midgets weilding spears and blow guns. The final segments of the game take the player’s character across a misty lake, where on the far side, they explore and palace. A whole new cast of characters - including, Uoht, Thale, Cassilda, and Noatalba - is introduced, and in the opulent maze of the palace, each new room contains a view of some wholly original scene of horror, eroticism, or both. Interestingly, no palace room contains the some scene. The maze of the palace is appearantly randomly generated, as no two players have ever reported playing the same end game. Even web-board set up to discuss the game have not found the same end game out of hundreds of players. Following the woman they have searched for throughout the game, who is now revealed to be Camilla, a princess of either The City or the Other City (accounts vary from character to character), the player threads the maze until they reach the final boss, the being who has drawn Camilla and the player to this place. Obviously, this is a computer representation of The King in Yellow. While not the real deal, somehow this representation of the King in Yellow is damage to the psyche, none the less. Through skillful use of atmospheric effects (fog, rain, etc.), sound effects, background music, and other tricks, Yellow manages to create ever increasing paranoia in the player, a paranoia which transfers over into the rest of the players life. Further, younger players tend to fixate on the poetry found in Yellow, imitating it and its themes in works of their own. Many player begin to fixate on Yellow to the exclusion of all other hobbies, in some cases up to the exclusion of eating, drinking, on moving to go to the restroom. Further, some experts argue that Yellow desensatizes players, priming them to act out violence in the real world. While these accusations are common to all violent video games, Yellow CDs have been found at the scene of several school shootings and one mail bomb attack. Interestingly, while produced by an American company, Yellow appears to have a problem similar to the translation errors found in games translated from Japanese markets. Cloudwave plans to release a sequal to Yellow, called Green, sometime next year. The involvement of the Secret Senate is, of course, an obvious possibility. ***** Yellow (Video Game by Cloudwave Productions) Languages: English SAN Loss: 1d2/1d4 Cthulhu Mythos: +2% Spells: None Study Time: 100+ hours gameplay ***** Chris Nichols _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ------------------------------ End of deltagreen-digest V2 #14 *******************************