PRAVDA

[Jamski]

Sorry, but I thought
The institute was just for
Young poet Comrades

-Jam

[Vev]

Glorious are we
In culture and poetry
Great are the Haikus

[Kody]

We should publish a real pravda version sometime.

People start putting out those articles.

[Snowflake]

My God's Fury and News flash still count right? Maybe even the one thousand and one day.

[Vev]

Tour of the Hive: Behind Communal Kitchens

I have always wondered what feeds the people that drives the Hive industry. The communal kitchen tirelessly serves the same old food to the endless queues of workers. The food, if one puts it politely, is a strange homogeneous pinkish meat that has a taste one must get acquied to. Drawn by my curiosity, which always seems to get me into trouble, I decided to investigate the mysterious nature of this pinkish meat.

I found it amazing the majority of the Hivers do not care what or where this meat comes from. Even the kitchen servers do not know or care about the food. All they need to do is to unpackage, heat and serve this all pervasive pinkish meat. From the samples I have gathered, they appear like nothing I have seen from normal meat. So I was left no choice but to apply my usual investigative techniques to solve this mystery.

Disguised as driver for the vehicles that distributes this meat, I explored the main food processing plant. I was both amazed yet shocked by my encounter. What I discovered was a wonderful marvel, but at what cost? These meat were called "spam" and they were created by a special group of people that work tirelessly on something called "Apolyton". Anyway, endless stream of "spam" comes from them and the plant checks it to ensure quality, packages it and distribute them to all the communal kitchens. The side effect of all this "spam" appears to be occasional disruption to normal work and play.

From Kostya's : I have lived in the Hive and survived to tell the tale

[Jamski]

Tour of the Hive: Behind The Spam Factory

Another thing that began to bother me, as I was sitting, eating my pinkish meat sandwiches in the Recreation Commons, was where this "spam" came from. In all my curious trips around the Hive I had never seen one cow, or pig, or goat or sheep, or indeed any of the earth animals usually used for meat production. I decided to find the Hive's secret farms.

Amazingly I managed to befriend a Drone who's job included bringing the meat to the "spam factory", and he agreed one night to take me with him in his rover truck, down, into the deepest layers of the Hive. To my surprise the truck took us down to the lowest level, deeper even than the ***CENSORED*** and the mounds of ***CENSORED*** breathing through my mouth to avoid the smell of ***CENSORED*** people I'd known were simply ***CENSORED*** the horror, the horror ***CENSORED*** consider eating "spam" again, not now that I know the grim truth of its origins in the ***CENSORED*** eating my own father and mother ***CENSORED*** ***CENSORED*** ***CENSORED*** ***CENSORED*** ***CENSORED*** ***CENSORED*** returned to the upperlevels still occasionally heaving.

From Kostya's : I have lived in the Hive and survived to tell the tale

[Voltaire]

Perhaps we should start exporting some of this spam to other factions?

[Jamski]

Or importing some other faction members to be processed in the spam factory to visit the spam factory.

-Jam

[Snowflake]

Last night the Marshal had cordially invited Corellion of the CyCon to visit the spam factory as well as the enlightment center. Unfortunetaly he didn 't make it since his private jet had crashed in the middle of the trip. I had promised him that there will be a next time.

[Kody]

We've already started exporting it to the drones.

[Jamski]

Poor Drones... poor, poor, poor Drones.

-Jam

[Vev]

But very full Drones.

[Googlie]

Originally posted by Kody
We've already started exporting it to the drones.

Oh, youi're trading SPAM with the Drones

And I thought it was MAPS

I GO OGLE, (your dyslectic deity)

[Vev]

Tour of the Hive: Claire Forlani's Private Chamber

I nearly made it inside. My head still hurts after the Crismons Guards beaten me up. I was so close and all I have to do was cross and innocent looking hallway. Cursed mindworms. Who in the right mind uses mindworms as guard dogs?! I spent two hours clinging onto a very sturdy wall lamp until the Crimson guard came along and took me safely away.

[Snowflake]

Originally posted by Googlie


Oh, youi're trading SPAM with the Drones

And I thought it was MAPS

I GO OGLE, (your dyslectic deity)

I guess that's what happenes when you negotiating trade back and force many times.