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Message no. 1
From: Sairys Larkspur SairysLarkspur@******.com
Subject: Welcome home
Date: Sat, 20 May 2000 09:44:04 -0700 (PDT)
+++++ BEGIN FEED
The hall of a posh Renton apartment complex, softly lit.
Silent footfalls carry a man from the elevator. Upon his
shoulder is a simple backpack. In his hand, a guitar case.

He's tall, well over 6 feet. And muscular. Lean. With the
build and aire of a seasoned warrior. Long hair cascades
over broad shoulders, red as fire, portions of it worked
into braids festooned in crystals, bones and feathers.
Delicately-canted ears peek thru occassionally, glittering
with piercings and jeweled cuffs. His attire is simple. A
long tunic sweater of unbleached cotton and black leather
pants which fit like a second skin, worked with pockets and
quilt-stitching. Heavy, travel-worn boots finish off the
ensemb. The air about him seems to crackle with raw energy.

He pauses before the heavy doors to the penthouse, just...
staring at them, for the longest moment. Then slowly, he
reaches out a long, calloused hand, delicate but no doubt
strong as steel. And unlocks them.

Setting the case down, he slides both hands up, to press
against the doors, and they swing open on silent hinges, a
soft, pale light spilling across his stunning, Celtic
features, glinting in Otherworldly, emerald eyes, pooling
about his feet, dispelling the shadows. The moment seems
frozen...transcendent.

Then a sharp, thunderous bark splits the air, chasing away
the silence, as a massive Hellhound barrels at the Elf,
nearly knocking him to the floor. The man laughs, a rich,
ringing sound, and he ruffles the beast's ears, finally
speaking. His voice is lyrical...even shockingly familiar,
like a lingering dream. A warm, sultry Antrim brogue.

"Cor, `Raoku! Gud ta see ya, too, furball. Looks like
Daddy's finally come on home, eh?"

With that, he slips inside, footfalls ringing softly on
white marble. And the doors swing shut, cutting off the view
of the long-awaited homecoming.
+++++ END FEED
-- Security Surveillance Drone <12:39:56/05-20-61>





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Message no. 2
From: stefan hahn <HAHN@***.EDU>
Subject: Welcome/home
Date: Sun, 25 Apr 1993 21:37:11 -0700
>>>>>[ Hey, 'StalkerMon! great to see you're back among the living.
Sorry nobody metchyu at the airport, mon. Just a minute--I'll be right over.
]<<<<<
--Ralph (20:58:31/04-25-54)

>>>>>[ Praise Coyote, that slob is out of my house and off to mooch off
somebody else. Sorry, Nightstalker old chum, but better you than me, eh?
]<<<<<
--Blindside (21:01:02/04-25-54)

>>>>>[ Confirmation of foul play involved in the disappearance of Morbid
Curiosity. Listen to this:

INCLUDE: Entertainment Today, 04-24-54

TESS JOHNSON: ...and in other news, we spoke to Sony/Columbia Mega-producer
Mikhail Yurevich about his latest project:

MIKHAIL: The Seattle Citizens for a Free Omega Benefit Concert has been
dubbed "the Musical/Historical event of the year" by Time E-magazine, and
Sony/Columbia has recently acquired the rights to that concert from CFO.
We've also signed many of the acts that were present for that benefit,
including a nationwide tour for Seattle Grunge Revival band Trenchcoat
Jesus.

REPORTER: Continuing a long tradition of bands with 'Jesus' in their names,
I guess.

MIKHAIL: (chuckles) Correct.

Unfortunately, We've hit a snag with Morbid Curiosity.

REPORTER: The band that was playing during the Tirandor Square Massacre?
(Clip of rally in Tirandor Square, Morbid Curiosity on large screen and
loud speakers.) I'm sure that scene is stamped on everybody's minds these
days.

MIKHAIL: Yes, and you can imagine what it would mean to get them signed
these days, as you say. Now listen to this: (Remarkably similar sound on
Song-O-Mat) This appeared two days ago across the continent, and our
analysts and recording engineers can find very little difference between
This and Morbid Curiosity's unique 'sound.' Now I'm not making any
accusations, but I think it's a little too convenient that the band members
disappeared without a trace last week, just before this hit the market...
]<<<<<
--Moonwalker (WannaBe/Startin'Something)

>>>>>[ Sorry I haven't been around lately, but let me thank you, Sheena,
once again, for the time we spent together. Your dancing is wonderful, as
is your voice. You don't know what it means to be able to look someone in
the eye while spinning them around the dance floor... ]<<<<<
--Moonwalker (P.Y.T.)

>>>>>[ There, you see! I told you our vertically-impaired, er, challenged
friend was in full swoon. Please, Michael old bean, you of all people
should know that size isn't what matters, no matter what these Americans
say. ]<<<<<
--Blindside (21:34:02/04-25-54)

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