From: owner-deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org (deltagreen-digest) To: deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org Subject: deltagreen-digest V2 #28 Reply-To: Delta Green List Sender: owner-deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org Errors-To: owner-deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org Precedence: bulk deltagreen-digest Monday, August 9 1999 Volume 02 : Number 028 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 9 Aug 1999 07:48:04 -0700 (PDT) From: Chris Pencis Subject: DG: American News Sources -> NPR Does no one out here listen to NPR? Morning Edition and All things Considered are 2 hours of serious news (and my drive companions to and from work) with lots of in-depth European and world coverage - for example: When's the last time you heard about East Timor on national TV news? They had discussions of the suppression of democracy there by Indonesion nationalist forces and the threats being made against international election monitors.... anyone done any background on Timor? DG relevance: Bob Edwards has got to be a dg friendly or how about Daniel Shorr - once a CBS whitehouse correspondant in the highlight of the watergate scandal - then a correspondant on NPR. Not that that's a career squashing, but perhaps a thump.... I wonder what he discovered which was shadowed by the national attention to Watergate? As a semi newbie who'd like to see a faq, what's OBDG mean - I guess if I was in the know, I'd have used that as opposed to DG relevance... ps http://www.npr.org for shows available via realaudio - I'm considering looking for archives of war coverage in the site for 'headlines' and reports from the field for use in a campaign. Chris Pencis Austin Texas <- home of Lance Armstrong (big parade for him today - no, we're not proud) _____________________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Bid and sell for free at http://auctions.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 9 Aug 1999 11:40:42 -0500 From: "Shane Ivey" Subject: RE: DG: The BOYS I heard some rumblings a while back that the Pagans and maybe Christian Conkle were planning a full DGEO-style treatment of the BOYS. Whenever they get back from GenCon maybe they can fill us in. My own take on the subject is still classified, pending completion of that "Scorched Earth" story that I started a while back (Sam Dee, part three--remember that?). I'll fess up to it if I wind up borrowing from this thread. SHANE IVEY This week at www.zealot.com: The Latest Reviews, Twenty Years in Comics, and more on The Lord of the Rings! Zealot: Sci-Fi and Fantasy Fun - -----Original Message----- From: owner-deltagreen@nocturne.org [mailto:owner-deltagreen@nocturne.org]On Behalf Of Stabernide - Sent: Monday, August 09, 1999 9:10 AM To: deltagreen@nocturne.org Subject: RE: DG: The BOYS Andy Gable wrote;- >The BOYS probably see the Mi-Go (who respect the GOO, but don't >serve >them) >as, basically, heathens. Intelligent and valuable heathens, perhaps, >but >heathen nonetheless. Thus, the BOYS' conflict with the aliens is >probably >more of a holy war than anything else - they probably only disguise >their >activities as saving mankind from the Mi-Go to make them seem more >acceptable and "the lesser of two evils," as you wrote. This is pretty much the view I advocate;- The way the Mi-Go 'worship' the Old Ones is going to be significantly different from the kind of wholehearted devotion practised by the Kn'yani. Many of the Mi-Go's actions would be considered blasphemy in their eyes. In addition, the Kn'yani's arrogant belief in their own innate superiority won't allow them to acknowledge anyone else could be worthy of Hastur's favour. Hence, they will at times direct their efforts at human cultists as well. In a version of the Evil Stars I ran a few years ago, the Brotherhood assasinated Brian Lochnar before he could complete the summoning of Hastur, and set up one of the investigators as the Mark Chapman of the nineties (que futile attempt to clear the guys name by fellow investigators). Then Dave said;- >Maybe. I always went with the "You scumbag fungi experimented on my >great-grandmother!" revenge motive. I figure the K'n Yannis have a >considerably better understanding of the cosmos than we, and so >concepts >like "heathen" mean little to them. Also, the K'n Yannis are still > >fighting >to survive--there's not many of them, and the Mi=Go would probably >love to >finish them off. As I understood it, the Kn'yani themselves are fairly secure in their underground cities; there's no evidence to suggest that the Mi-Go have ever actively sought to change this. No doubt the Brotherhood can prove to be a real pain in the arse to the Mi-Go, but by and large their operations on Earth aren't going to be seriously disrupted by them. As a consequence, I have the Mi-Go as being largely indifferent to the Brotherhood- attacking them re-actively rather than pro-actively. Someone rattled Steve's cage;- >A question is whether the BOYS represent 'mainstream' K'n-yani >culture, as depicted in "The Mound," or whether they're an activist >offshoot. Without giving away the story, "The Mound" does seem to >depict the K'n-yani as introverted, languid aesthetes. I paint the Brotherhood as an activist movement originating in Kn'yan many thousands of years ago- then coming to the surface and maintaining only minimal contact with Kn'yani ever since. They have support at an 'official' level, but would probably find it difficult to call upon it. >Also, I tend to make K'n-yan MUCH bigger than just a small portion of >the Midwest underground. There are stories about advanced underground >civilizations along the West Coast, with one of their main cities >being under what is now the main branch of the Los Angeles Public >Library. Honest, you can look it up on LAPL's web page: >http://www.lapl.org/central/urbanleg.html Being a fan 'Hollow earth' and 'King of the world' type mythology, I concur. Some time ago I ran a Gaslight adventure where my investigators provided the inspiration for 'Tarzan at the Centre of the earth'. Great link by the way; I only wish I'd seen it a year ago. Dave had more to say;- >Connections with MJ-12 could be interesting--BOYS trying to aid MJ > >projects >that will be used against the Mi-Go. The Brotherhoods leadership don't like or trust 'surface cattle'; I don't think they'd side with Majestic as they see them as the Mi-Go's latest pawns. The Brotherhood also have their own extremely effective anti-Fungi technology. Getting back to the issue of recruitment I brought up in the first post, I see the Brotherhood achieving this largely through mind control/brainwashing. I have in mind an 'initiation' process that makes MKULTRA look like the Paul Mckenna show. One feature is a subteranean fungus called Rez- a halluconegenic that is administered alongside a Brother's psychic sendings, and also results in certain metabolic changes. Two of my players got fed this in the final chapter of my last campaign; although they didn't get 'the full monty' as far as the psychic/brainwashing bit goes; a good thing, for them. The Brotherhood doesn't just rewrite minds; but souls. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 9 Aug 1999 12:09:37 -0500 From: "Shane Ivey" Subject: RE: DG: Reefer Madness! Heroin and morphine are both opiates--both drugs feed the same physical addiction. A jonesing addict can get a fix from either one, or from any number of easily-abused prescription painkillers and analogs (i.e., methadone). The high won't be the same, but it will get rid of the shakes, the cramps, the flu symptoms, and all the other lingering joys of opiate addiction. It won't do jack, though, for the week-long constipation, the stinky sweats, and the red-eyed stare. SHANE IVEY This week at www.zealot.com: The Latest Reviews, Twenty Years in Comics, and more on The Lord of the Rings! Zealot: Sci-Fi and Fantasy Fun - -----Original Message----- From: owner-deltagreen@nocturne.org [mailto:owner-deltagreen@nocturne.org]On Behalf Of ScottSaylo@aol.com Sent: Sunday, August 08, 1999 10:48 PM <> ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 09 Aug 1999 10:16:09 MST From: "D.L. Serius" Subject: Re: DG: DG -- Why the Secrecy >I mean after all, are we really helping people by keeping them in the dark >about everything? Say DG decided to open it all up to the public: Cultist would be protected by freedom of religon laws, apart from direct criminal activities (sacrifices, etc.) any interference from law enforcement or indignant citizens becomes a violation of civil rights and brings forth litigation. Cultist would have much more leeway in their operations, and a new weapon with which to attack enemies (litigation, that is). For everyone who sees the threat, there will be 2 people who feel that the Mythos is just misunderstood, and that things can be resolved by negotiations. Congress would have to be involved. Passing laws to regulate Mythos activity, oversight committees, sending Jimmy Carter and Jesse Jackson to handle above negotiations, and generally handling things as well as they always do. You mean they want to risk American lives to kill some kind of fish man? Ain't no American life worth the lives of hunnerds o' them fish guys, nor them flying sponge guys neither! Hell no, we won't go! Everyone who is short on morals just learned the secret to the big picture, and every one of them thinks he can beat the system and get all the goods without paying the price. Most people can't handle the message. They'd try to go on as if nothing had happened. Just like now, no one wants to get involved, it's too inconvenient. If you can't get a citizen to sit in on a jury or vote, there's no way he's going to go anywhere near anything as bad as a Mythos monster. Hey, let some other guy handle it, it's not my problem. This is just the tip of the iceberg. If it could happen, it would shatter our way of life. I think DG is fighting to preserve the 'American' way of life, or at least the ideals. I'm sure most DG agents have the "You need us on those walls, you WANT us on those walls" mentality. Telling the world would be a situation where you burn down the town to save it. There really are some Things Man Was Not Meant to Know (tm). Big D. - --I apologize for the very American slant to the above post, it is a direct result of my being an ingorant American, truly. _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 9 Aug 1999 18:22:24 -0000 From: "Crossingham, Adam" Subject: DG: Signals Intercept re 11 Aug 99 Total Solar Eclipse Event Intercept Starts. ++++++++++++++++++ URGENT ADVISORY FROM: Cell Y TO: Cell A PRIORITY ALPHA ONE PROPOSAL FOR AN ORDER TO ALL ACTIVE AND INACTIVE CELL MEMBERS OPERATING IN THE UK SUGGEST IMMEDIATE DISSEMINATION TO ALL CELL LEADERS Intelligence gathered indicates that the unidentified hostile force operating in the United Kingdom is preparing to use the Total Solar Eclipse event on August 11, 1999 to attack and strengthen it's hold on the UK's political, intelligence and military assets as well as it's defence and aerospace industries. The target list of potential risks is confined within the eclipse path of 100% and 95% Totality, and the hostile force may be massing forces in this path in which to exploit Totality. Cell agents and their friendlies are advised against operations in the Somerset or Greater London areas on August 11 as the hostile force appears to have it's greatest concentration of assets in these areas. If a contact has to be met on August 11, take extra precautions in regard to contact, exchange and exit protocols, and arrange the meeting to take place above Latitude N 54 degrees, or in an area subject to less than 87% Totality. Stay Alert and Check In with a Buddy. ++++++++++++++++++ Intercept Ends. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 9 Aug 1999 11:11:01 -0700 From: Phil A Posehn Subject: Re: DG: Delta Green Eyes 1 Hey Guys, Does anybody know when the DG core book reprint is due out? Phil ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 9 Aug 1999 10:53:35 -0700 From: Phil A Posehn Subject: Re: DG: Total eclipse of the sun Well said! Phil On Sat, 7 Aug 1999 02:07:56 EDT USFORREC1@aol.com writes: >In a message dated 8/6/99 3:59:26 PM Eastern Daylight Time, >EHuelshoff@t-online.de writes: > ><< > It's so bad that I could argue that ANYTHING about events outside >of the > > US is not off topic! > > There really seems to be a conspiracy to keep the American public >ignorant >of > foreign matters... > >> > > This is a great conspiracy to keep us uninformed. probably >several of >the factions in the DG world have a vested interest in this. Keep >Americans >isolated and entertained and you've got a scared but docile group of >sheep. >Let them become wrapped up in their own world and not see any kind of >larger >picture and you are free to do your work in the shadows. Most of the >major >television networks are owned by large corporations that are going to >serve >their own interests first. GE owns NBC and is notorious for putting a >spin >or editing anti-nuclear power news pieces, so its not a far cry to >suspect >them of being one of the corps tied with MJ and helping in that >disinformation campaign. Other networks/newspapers/magazines can have > >similar controls on them from COT, the Fate or whoever. Don't want to >know >about cocaine wars in South America supported by the Fate-no reporters >or a >10-second news blurb...no conspiracy there, then and so on. > When you do focus on foriegn events, show them in such a light as >the >rest of the world is backwards, filled with wannabe Hitlers and filth, >death >and decay. You further become an isolated sheep, glad for whatever >powers >that be to do what they will to keep your American dream alive and >sweep the >nasties under the rug. The same is done within America. Want to view >a >city, we will show you the worst ghetto around. We feel that is right > >outside our door and become scared. We isolate ourselves from our >neighbors >and our world. Things can then creep through our neighborhoods and we >won't >see them. We are too glad to get our fix of sitcoms or "reality" TV >to take >the edge off that harsh world outside. We hide and don't see the >pieces of >the puzzle coming together and that is exactly what THEY want, a >nation of >unseeing, fearful sheep enjoying the decay of our civilization through >the >new gladitorial games and orgies of cable TV. It may be one of the >most >perfect (and subtle) plots of all... > >-Dave K ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj. ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 9 Aug 1999 10:38:47 -0700 From: Phil A Posehn Subject: Re: DG: American isolationism Up here in Sacramento whining about the Russians is the xenophobic flavor of the month. After I've listened to all I can stand I usually remark " Yeah! If Reagan had given the Communists foreign aid we wouldn't be in this mess!" Watching good patriotic jingoistic xenophobes torn red around the ears, white everywhere else except for their blue lips is loads of fun! Phil Posehn On Fri, 6 Aug 1999 20:34:41 EDT LizardRoi@aol.com writes: >In a message dated 99-08-06 17:48:41 EDT, you write: > ><< Oh my, You guys really underestimate those Canadians.... > > ECKHARD > >> > > Tell me about it. I think I mentioned this somewhere else, but >someone once >estimated that Los Angeles would rank as Canada's 8th largest city, if >you >count the Canadians living here (illegally BTW). > Incidentally, I, personally do not believe in immigration laws or the > >concept of borders. Or nations, come to think of it. So, as far as I'm > >concerned, the more the merrier. Y'all are welcome. > I love to mess with people's heads, however. I like to let some >blowhard go >off about how those damn illegals are ruining everything and yada yada >you >know the drill. And I nod agreeably about what a damn shame it is to >have our >heritage imperiled by those sinister invaders with the weird language >and >incompatible culture yada yada ad nauseum. Then, just when they think >they've >found a anti-Hispanic compadre, I say "Yep, those fuckin' Canadians >have got >to go." > They kind of go goggle-eyed. So I say "I don't know about you, but I >have >never lost a career opportunity because a Mexican illegal took the >job. But a >Canadian college grad is another story altogether. I mean, they're >WHITE." > You can see their gyros tumbling. > Of course, when I start hearing stories about skinhead >Canuck-bashing, I'll >probably feel bad. > >Mark McFadden > By carefully selecting my ancestors, I insured my present status as a >White >American Christian Anglo Saxon male. So don't blame me because you >didn't >plan ahead. > ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj. ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 7 Aug 1999 12:45:23 +0200 (CEST) From: alex@bofh.torun.pl (Janusz A. Urbanowicz) Subject: Re: DG: Reefer Madness! > Janusz A. Urbanowicz schrieb: > > > Heh, I start to get used to it. Once I begun writing a story involving > > Mythos (possibly also DG[1]) with some action based in German brothel > > featuring slavewomen from all around Eastern Europe, to find a half of the > > story in spe discussed by Eckhard and others. Don't know if I'll finish it. > > I'm curious: Just what part did we of your story did we discuss? Using mentioned slavewomen as breeders, and reactions of the family (I've already written a scene when one of the girls father finds her (or, what's left of her after being drugged with some Funguys conococt for months). Alex - -- * | Janusz A. "Alex" Urbanowicz, \ Home: --+~| | http://eris.phys.uni.torun.pl/~alex/ \ Work: `_|/ | Arrakis teaches the attitude of the knife -- chopping off what's | | incomplete and saying: "Now, it's complete because it's ended here." ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 9 Aug 1999 20:44:24 +0200 From: EHuelshoff@t-online.de (Eckhard Huelshoff) Subject: Re: DG: DG -- Why the Secrecy Good Evening. D.L. Serius schrieb: > >I mean after all, are we really helping people by keeping them in the dark > >about everything? > > Say DG decided to open it all up to the public: > > Cultist would be protected by freedom of religon laws, apart from direct > criminal activities (sacrifices, etc.) any interference from law enforcement > or indignant citizens becomes a violation of civil rights and brings forth > litigation. May I quote from the book I learned constitutional law from while being on law school: "Freedom of religion does NOT give you the right to ritually kill toddlers in public places like your town's mall. Even the freedom of religion is limited by other peoples' basic laws like the integrity of the body." [snip] > For everyone who sees the threat, there will be 2 people who feel that the > Mythos is just misunderstood, and that things can be resolved by > negotiations. Yes, there would be people waving flags, shouting "Save the Dholes." > > Congress would have to be involved. Passing laws to regulate Mythos > activity, oversight committees, sending Jimmy Carter and Jesse Jackson to > handle above negotiations, and generally handling things as well as they > always do. I have that strange vision of Jesse Jackson praying together with Nyarlathotep after a long debate while being filmed by dozens of TV-cameras. ECKHARD ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 09 Aug 1999 22:09:27 +0200 From: Davide Mana Subject: DG: [fiction] Chasing the Bride (Part 8) Chasing the Bride - pt. 8 They had got through to the wrong Guy. This one was Gnarly Boy, the Toe-tapper, the Black Man of Old. I remembered the Sarnathian chant and it made sense, in its way. He was dressed in mottled yellow garments the way the moon is dressed with the solar corona during eclipses. It felt like the rags were not resting on His form, but simply going the same way at the moment. His body was pitted with meteor craters and crossed by age-old faults. He came towards us at a leisurely stroll. Ignoring me, He directed His full attention on Val. She staggered, I supported her. The smile came again, rippling through the air like static. Mercifully, He turned. The bullet-head reeled under the impact, tears flooding his rough features, a trickle of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth as he sank his teeth in his own tongue, whining. - You are surprised. His voice, like His steps, did not echoe in the dome, and was easy, slightly bored. - I am not the One you were especting. The hierophant fell on his knees. - You do not understand. Something resembling a dry chuckle escaped the Black Man's lips. - In truth, you thought your ilk cold possibly perceive the true nature of a God in such depth and detail to be able to single Him from the Whole. You thought there was possible to perceive a clear demarcation, maybe, something that made One and the Other, Two, and Separate. You think praying to One, and sacrificing, is not sacrificing, and praying, yes, to All in One. Silly. The man was trembling. - You thought it would be possible to cast your pityful frailties on a God, dressing Him up in motley, and this way to Understand something that's beyond your grasp as tap dancing is to fishes. The similarity was something of a letdown, I admit. His laughter felt like steel leaves tossed by the wind. He extended a hand and passed a finger over the hierophant's chin, collecting a drop of blood and lifting it up in front of its black, opaque eyes. - But did not I, out of My Love for your kind, give all the wise men the right pointers, the significant stepping stones, the essential building blocks to achieve Truth? - His voice softened, he pointed the finger down and let the drop fall to the floor. - From the time I convinced you not to drag your knuckles in the dirt anymore onwards, was I not always there pointing to the Rule, helping you along to achieve Comprehension? There was an edge of resentment, of hurt godly feelings. - Did I not lead Akenathon and Moses and Peter by the hand to their epiphany, did I not lay the numbers down for Schrodinger, spelling the Way Things Are as plain as I could for all to see, and Become? He shook His head, staring the mad hierophant in the eyes. - But you will not listen, will you? - Sharp, cutting. - You prefer your silly games and your pathetic pets, painted bears, bird-headed demons, golden bulls, doves, cats, to shield you from the Unavoidable. He straightened. - The sheer cheeck of it all! He pointed to the remains of the congregation. - You planned to lure your God of chioce from its starry exhile, baiting Him with a prophesized Bride built to measure through the Dream, to unleash Him on the wakeworld through the Dreams of billions, and this for petty reasons that are unworthy of mention. He pointed a finger. - That red patch wanted to humiliate his father. That smear of grease on the wall desired money and women. You...! The black finger tapped the forehead of the hierophant. - You did it because it was espected of your line! Not even the honestly cheap ambition of an upstart ape. What a let down, my son! The hand retreated, leaving a black dot where the fingertip had connected with skin. - Unsurprisingly therefore you do not understand.... Bacause your line will not listen to the Truth, is that so? No matter what, you won't get it in your head, none else but Me will ever come because He That Shalt Not Be Named is no more, nor He ever was for you and your kin, but He is, because only the All in One will be in the End, and is the One Beyond? A gurgle escaped the pale lips of the kneeling man. - It still escapes you! A paper-thin blade of fury was creeping in the Black Man's voice. - Do I have to spell it out for you in words even a baby would understand? - - He chuckled again - If only he had the spark your race lacks, or gains only by losing all of itself, that is. Listen then as I tell you there is no hope but the One, and its all-consuming Hunger, all-communing Act of Devouring. The hierophant let out a scream that did not succeed in drowning the Black man's voice. - Your classifications are obsolete, sons of the Ape. All the old Gods that Were are going, Each in its own time will be swept up and incorporated, devoured and digested as the galaxies spiral into each other crushing worlds and suns by the billion, like specks of dust in a hurricane. Maybe this place and its Gods will go last, - He encompassed the hall, the Jungles and the whole of the Lands with a single sweep of an arm, - - tucked away as They are, but away They will go nonetheless. They will all join the revels at the Mad Piper's tune, and with Them will go all races and things and matter and energy, because All is One in the End as in the Beginning, till End and Beginning are One again themselves. The voice fell to a whisper. - I'm the First and the Last and should know, don't you think? - Stupid factionalism is a thing of the past. Elder, Outer, Other, who cares? - A glint of the former urbane personality flashed back. - These are monotheistic times, my friend. He slapped a black hand on the kneeling man's head. - And all your chasing the Bride... The fingers flexed. - ... Would just be another useles exercise... Squeezing. - ... In worthless theological manipulation. A creaking noise. - Pathetic. The skull crunched. The man slumped on the floor. - And yet! He stepped up and approached the Bride, lifting the veil lightly. - And yet how do I love the craftmanship of your race. The sheer talent expressed by such a work of art. I will always harbor a weak spot for you. The hubris of the Creator in the fragile shell of the Created. It was our missing girl, or what was left of her. She was thirtysomething by the looks of her, delicately made up, muscular body encased in a gold scales dress and animal pelts. - To build an ideal out of a few bits and pieces, while at the same time so thoroughly and marvellously twisting and perverting the original, that no vestige of it remains but in flitting memories. I passingly wondered how many years had been taken up by her education and conditioning. More than fifteen surely. Not that time counted that much, here in Slumberland. - True to the game, a pawn was turned into a Queen.... There was admiration in His voice, as his gaze swept the remains of the battle. - ... by sacrificing all the other pieces. A black hand sneaked between bronzed temple and silk bonnet, dislodging a rich wave of luscious black hair that fell caressing the cheek and landed on the exposed, firm breast. - - Exquisite. A God's feat ideed. Her almost perfect almond eyes were raptly fixed over the Black Man's features, the golden-tinted lips parting in a smile that was just a little too open, baring teeth just a little too sharp. She straightened her shoulders, offering a gold-dust sprayed cleavage, and let out a sensuous sigh. The Black Man laughed heartily, an almost human sound. - Tempting strumpet, eh? He turned to us and winked. It hurt. - And to imagine that less than a gnat's life ago she killed another just like her and ripped her innards with these lovely fingers. Versatile. He stepped back and raised a hand, stroking her shadow. She contorted, miewling with pleasure, utterly devoid of any restraint. - Basic but fulfilling, I guess. He moved his hand again, like he was handling some remote control. She let out a guttural wet chuckle, bending forward and straightening her legs. More gestures. A thin veil of perspiration appeared on her forehead, legs letting go under her and she falling on the floor, curling up in a foetal position, letting out aprolonged, orgasmic sigh. - Eh, - He sighed, turning to us - I can't but wonder if good old Hastur had not grasped some higher truth after all. Me, should I beget Myself again, I'll be sure to have a stint as a full time shepherd's god. Leave all this posturing to someOne more temperamentally suited than Me, and go for a bit of action in the open fields. Good for your health and your spirit. He turned back to the curled up woman. - Tempting, - he repeated. He clicked His tongue - A pity I'm already otherwise engaged. He spent a breath's time thinking, a painful smile growing over his lips. - But I'm not the kind to waste a good Queen. I think I'll set her back on the chessboard, and let your friends play out her game. The girl was gone. He slapped His hands together and rubbed them, turning to us for the last time. - The two of you, now! His tone was businesslike. - Now, I'd like to state from the beginning that I'm enchanted by the job you did. Splendid. And I mean both you as individuals and as a whole race. Great improvisational skills, great sense of tempo, a definitive performance. You make me proud, kids. He seemed somehow embarassed. - So you see, it's just for form's sake I'm gonna delete you from creation. He let it sink in, then smiled again. - But as I'm at it, I'll put up a brave face and enjoy my duty. No ill feelings, I hope? Val shook her head. - You can't. - C'mon.... - He was clearly not wasting any more time on our case. - You're gonna stand against me? What are you, a third-class dreamer? He shook his head. - Kuranes himself could not stand his ground against Me. Not a whole legion of Kuranes could as far as inconvenience Me unless I so decided for My own purposes. So try for once and be a good looser, will you? Or are you seriously going to try and stop me? She took a step forward, and I followed suit. - Not me. The Other Gods. While they last. He was not pleased. I felt my gums bleeding under his stare. - You can't touch us. - Val continued, dizzily - This is Kled. We carry our own food and water. We did not touch beast, artefact, flowers or tree. Strenght failed her, and I held her up, picking up her line. - - We're protected by the rule of the land, - I said, his stare blinding me, - - and the curse of the Other Gods. He was clenching his fist. - We're protected, - I repeated. - This place and those that come under its Law are the Other God's. It's the Rule of the Land. He let go. A final laugh escaped Him. - I always hated Rules Lawyers. With all due respect. But as yet.... Great improvisers, as I said, the lot of you kids. He looked at the walls surrounding us, letting sheer, honest admiration for it all surface once again and distend His features. - Next time, then, - He said, with a small bow. - When the Other Gods will be One and this place will be in shambles I'll come for the two of you. Personally. Uncannily, it was my time to laugh. - By then we'll be long gone, - I told him. - Thinks thou that will be enough to fall beyond my reach? - he asked mockingly. - Yes, - I said. But he was gone. I laid down Val quietly by the door, arranging her air and her clothes, checking her slow breathing and troubled pulse. I washed her face with some of the remaining water, wet her lips and mine and cast the useless waterskin away. Then I sat next to her and there, under the stare of the Other Gods, we lay holding hand, and gladly slipped into Wakefulness. [end of part 8] - ------------------------------ Almost done - one brief snippt still to post, then it's over. And not a second too soon - a system failure a few hours ago erased the original text file (plus all other work done these last few weeks) and I had to patch together these last two chapters from notes and memory (and skipping dinner). If this is not a sign.... I hope the bits and pieces fit together. So, Endgame coming in 24 hours or less. Be seeing you. Davide Mana ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 9 Aug 1999 16:16:20 EDT From: PaganArt@aol.com Subject: Re: DG: Delta Green Eyes 1 Phil screamed: <>> Right now, its on the docket for an October release date, but we're considering options out here right now. How many people would be interested in a hard cover edition of DG? How much more would you be willing to pay for something like that, if at all? With John Tynes' DG novel in limited edition, we have all been wowed by the ease of hard cover. Anyway, if no one is interested, we will do a soft cover 3rd reprint just the same. - -Dennis Detwiller Who just got through loading 96 cartons of DG: COUNTDOWN into the Pagan garage, and no longer loves the book like he once did. Pagan Publishing ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 10 Aug 1999 00:39:49 +0200 (CEST) From: alex@bofh.torun.pl (Janusz A. Urbanowicz) Subject: Re: Flickers [was Re: DG: St. Jerome activity] > On Sun, 1 Aug 1999, Davide Mana wrote: > > > Brunetta has spent the last ten years researching a follow-up to "Buio in > > sala", tracing the development of an "iconaut culture" in Europe - a > > culture of the image as opposed to one of the spoken or written word. > > According to the guy, a language of images is today available to us through > > the efforts of artists through the centuries - from the Caves of Altamira > > through the Reinassance painters up to Howard Hawks. > > This shared social imagery is part of Western Culture. We watch the same > (or similar) TV shows and movies, we read the same books. It's all common > experience - and it's spreading. Distinctive cultures cut off > technologically from the mass of information currently dominating the > globe are being eroded. Each moment in time brings humanity closer to the > day that the world will be homogenous in all ways. Interesting. I lately realized that I have two mental cliches of 'war'. One is those I've been feed by being upbringed in Poland (like the war-time movies and stuff), another is 'choppers over jungle' implanted by lots of american movies (Platoon, Apocalypse NOW!), not to mention by lots of playing "Lost Patrol" back in the Amiga days. I start to believe that american popculture is a meme. Alex - -- * | Janusz A. "Alex" Urbanowicz, \ Home: --+~| | http://eris.phys.uni.torun.pl/~alex/ \ Work: `_|/ | "Historii nie można tworzyć. \____ RSA: 512/0xAB425659 | | Można jedynie mieć nadzieję, że się ją przetrwa." - G'Kar, Babylon 5 ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 09 Aug 1999 22:10:20 -0400 From: Daniel Harms Subject: Re: DG: DG -- Why the Secrecy At 10:16 AM 8/9/99 MST, you wrote: >Say DG decided to open it all up to the public: >Cultist would be protected by freedom of religon laws, apart from direct >criminal activities (sacrifices, etc.) any interference from law enforcement >or indignant citizens becomes a violation of civil rights and brings forth >litigation. Cultist would have much more leeway in their operations, and a >new weapon with which to attack enemies (litigation, that is). Here's my alternate scenario: Let's face it, the Mythos is pretty funky. Take five or six of your wilder conspiracy theories, toss them in a blender, and you might get something approaching the Mythos in sheer wildness. By the time your agent's been through a dozen missions, they may have run into fishmen living beneath the ocean (Deep Ones), aliens from Pluto backed by a top secret government agency (Greys/Mi-Go/MJ12), aliens from yet another planet who take control of people by flying into their heads (Insects from Shaggai), Nazis who control a worldwide network of hate groups and an army of zombies (Karotechia), strange cults whose magic REALLY works, and all the weirdness from the DG scenarios in the main book (I won't spoil them for others). And DG is going to go on the six o'clock news and tell the American people all of this? I don't think so. One of these scenarios would be more than enough to guarantee that no one in the mainstream media would talk to you. Even if a representative did get on the air and offer evidence, the only people who would take them seriously are the sort who believe that the government and the Rockefellers killed Elvis and faked the moon landings using radio receivers in people's heads . (But what about any evidence they might have? See below.) But what if they did do this? Here's my scenario. - -- DG approaches certain high-profile people in the media to try to arrange some sort of public revelation. This is something of a chancy thing, as I doubt most of the news outlets would even touch something like this. Perhaps an intelligence agency finds out about these queries before the broadcast, but even if they don't, the cat's out of the bag once it goes out. If the media can establish the speaker's bona fides, so can the government. - -- Once the government notices, the trouble starts. The spin doctors enter, and it isn't so tough to convince people that the guy/gal talking about the weird aliens and cults and magic was insane, or lying. But what about the evidence, you ask? Well, not too many people will be able to see it in person, and odds are most of them won't be able to evaluate it (would you be able to tell a REAL Deep One claw or alien body from a fake?). It can probably be snapped up in a way that doesn't look like government intervention (the Smithsonian wants its whale teeth back, if you please, and Steven Spielberg wants to know where you got that wonderful costume). - -- The government realizes the import of this material, and clamps down on it hard. If their technicians are able to establish that even one of these things is true, they'll probably set up an organization (or take over an existing one) to investigate it. (Maybe this is MJ12, but probably not.) - -- DG is crippled. The government has a face for DG, and if they went on the national media, it's likely that a lot of operatives start going under, cell structure or no, once each agency starts conducting its internal review. Those caught may be approached by the new org - be charged for your crimes, or work for us. - -- The public doesn't believe the story, DG is severely weakened, and now there's an agency that is interested in everything DG is - but for the purposes of making it useful to the US government. If they do find out that certain religious cults are actually able to use magic, they'll be taken out. Certain beings will be destroyed, others harnessed, still others negotiated with. And in the end, things will be much worse. Thoughts? 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. 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