life through the former operators eye :)

[t_ras]

A day in the former operators life – part I

Ring…ring…ring…
What the hell is that noise in my dream?? Hoo F%&#, it is working morning again (if you can call 4:00AM morning)….ring…ring….humm yeah I think I should stop this F%&# clock before it makes me crazy!!
BOOOM! Crash…
Ok, I think it was a little hard this time, I’ll have to buy a new one.
Now let me see if I have all my parts here after the fungus vodka party last night…well, I seem to have three arms…I’m sure that’s one too much, but who knows? Wait! It might not be mine! Let’s open one of my eyes and check….yep, there seems to be some one in my bed... There’s definitely some one in my bed!!
-Do you always wake up at four in the morning after a party?
Ho my god! It speaks!! I’m sure I just heard it speaking!! Let’s see…who is she? She’s the red hair girl from the party…well…at least she has red hair and she seems to have been with me at the party.
-Good morning Tany.-Well…who knows, I think I speak too , and it even sounded like a complete sentence.-We have to go for some fungus today…-hou my head! I don’t remember speaking to be such a painful task.-You can keep on sleeping here for today, I’ll be back in a few days, so just lock the place after you leave, I have a spare key.
-You know if you leave a key to lock I’ll have to come back….
Ho yeah, they all think the same way…well, I guess I could have her once more can’t I?
-I guess you’ll have to…- I swear I tried to smile, I really did.
Now let’s try to move the upper part of my buddy a way from the pillow…ok, let’s try again… wow, I don’t remember being a way from the pillow to be so high! Don’t worry, I think I’ll get used to it in just a few seconds.
-Ok, so I’m going back to sleep, don’t make too much noise.-like I could….
Now…I think this tow long parts below my bottom should be taking me somewhere, I just don’t remember where, or how to get on top of them.
Maybe if I think real hard something will happen….yep, I’ll fall asleep again.
Some one told me former operators are not supposed to think much, that’s good. I think that was the reason I took this job, ha that and of course the fact the commissar said so…
Well…It seems I’m on my feet (yes I DO remember how they are called).
Now just a little walk to the shower and from there I’m done.

[Micha]

Hehe, great start!
Now let´s hear how the story continues...

[t_ras]

soon...

[t_ras]

A day in the former operators life - part II

huou a shouer can be so refreshing! I think I'm already remembering my name!
naw let me see...where did I left the working siute?...wait, I'm not sure I
remember how does it look ...ho yep that should be it. That thing surely
looks like something i wouldn't like people see me wearing and it has my name
on it so it is probably it.
now let's try to weare it...well maybe from the other side...yep this hole
sure looks long anough for my leg, though all my parts seem to be far a way
enough from my head right now...
wow! i'm gon'a be late for the transport to work! ok, dont panic t_ras (that
would sound like tee-ras) you only have to get through the kitchen to stuff
some food in your mouth while puttings you boots on and preparing you'r bag
at the same time, nothing you haven't done before with usualy more alcohol
in your head (maybe that's the secret...).
now i'll just drop my useless buddy throuhg the door and hopefully it will
fall on the transporter.F%&$#! it did, I guess i just had better check if
its door was open. well, doesn't matter, i think that tooth of mine stuck on
the door looks rather ornamental .
-hi to all dead buddys!!- those would be my team mates.
-good morning commarade t_ras- thats chin, the commisar of the team.
i'm like his deputy, he doesn't have a clue about terraforming, but he got
the job cause he has some corrupt friend in the partys high ranks
(some jamski or something like that, one of the big guys).
he spends hes time on his robber going arround us like if he was checking
something, but again- he doesn't have a qlue about what are we doing.
-good morning commisar
-i didnt thought you'll make it after last nights party
if i catch the morron that told him i'll fertilize xenophongus with his
tonge!
-it was nothing serius commisar, just a few cups- well and then maybe a few
more, i dont remeber so good...
-yes, heard you had a few, about 20!, not counting you had to take care of the
girl!
hoooo so this is what brought the blood to hes head,he is jelous i had tany
that surely makes it amusing .
-well i surely had, though they never seem to have anough of me ()
the wave of loughs will keep him away from the subject for a while.
-soo...where are we heading today?- that's slim, the newest boy in town.
that's not his name, but his so slim we couldn't ignore it.
-we're heading north west to help 'central planning' teams with some fongus
there. don't know what the smart guys think they'll find there, but they're
moslty right.
just a few introduction points for the reader. we call big guys to all the
highest rank party members and so, and smart guys to planning-men and
scientists.
-ho no, no those f%&#@ng fongus again. I hate to clean the former after that!
that's fat Jo, we call him that cause his fat and his name is Jo (how
original ), and because we have also fat Bob (my best friend).
fat Jo hates about anithing that's not sitting to have lounch
(or diner, or breakfast), and he looks like he had too many of them
already
-here we come babys!- that's fat bob and his big smile thinking about janet
(not his wife, his former )
well it realy looks like we're reaching the formers hangars. I would call those
"huge derty holes in the ground", but i guess i could say the same about
all voltairograd ,well all but the new kremlim of course, with the titanium
chairman voltair statue in the midle and all the gardens and state buildings
arround...nothing like the place i live or the one we're entering
right now.....

[Jamski]

ROTFLMAO

-Jam

[Enigma_Nova]

t_ras, are you:
A. Not fluent in english
B. High on something
C. Dumb

/me looks around
If it's C. you're on the right team.

Welcome to The Hive.
/me stands atop Voltariograd, staring at the Crawler sea below him.
"So, Voltaire, what do you think of the new arrivals?"
Voltaire said nothing. He was too busy concentrating on the new governental system.
"Yeah, I know it's tough... designing one for the intelligent elite AND the idiotic masses."
Voltaire continued to say nothing.
"Well, in any case, I hope it goes well. We need support for our population, because I can't lead us to victory alone, can I?"
/me laughed, knowing well that he was just humoring the people into thinking they mattered.
It was then that Voltaire spoke:
"To those that love their error, leave them in error."
/me stood back, looked at Voltaire, and thought about that.
"So you're saying we should merely allow these people the right to their ignorance and incompetence, even though it may damage us in the long run?"
Voltaire scribbled something on the new constitution.
"Or are you suggesting that we allow the less-thinkers a compound where they can drink and laze to their heart's content, but yet have no influence on our government?"
Voltaire gave Enigma a deep look, seeming frustrated, and immediately returned to the constitution.
"Why do we even let people in the Hive leadership if they just clutter the place up with nothing useful?"
Voltaire signalled to a row of pictures on the wall.
They were of the Gods, and the Mods, beings greater than The Hive, who reportedly created The Hive to serve as a recreative or learning experience.
Enigma then observed the photo of the late Kody, who committed suicide under the weight and pressure of his job.
Enigma lowered his head in respect, and emerged with a mean stare.
He realised that he, too, had been new once, with much to learn, a desire to rise above and a thirst to conquer the world's problems.
/me rushed out the door, hell-bent on bringing the message of intelligence and responsibility to The Human Hive.
He said, "Thanks for reminding me, Voltaire, that I am here both to learn AND to teach, to use that knowledge to lead us to victory."
As Enigma rushed out the door, Voltaire stared down at a part of the Constitution just finished, entitled "Dealing with mass ignorance". As he saw Enigma rush out the door, a hope in his eyes, that his comrades were prepared to work to rise above, Voltaire chuckled to himself, and said:
"For he who loves his error, leave him to his error."

[t_ras]

no need to deal with mass ingnorance, thats our duty to society

[Enigma_Nova]

mass ignorance == most of society.
Personally I'm against it.
Or, to be more honest, I'm against those who follow the path of ignorance interfering with my desire to be brilliant!

t_ras's typoes go to show that he is not interested in perfection in literature (or competency, some would say) - and hence values ignorance.
That's okay with me so long as the faction still works.
/me admires the fictional Voltaire's piece on how we carry the deadweight
GW fictional Voltaire

[t_ras]

ho you ment the typos were the problem!!
that's just becouse i'm dilectic

[Enigma_Nova]

Yeah- sorry 'bout that.
Had to make sure you weren't a spy or a moron of some kind - gotta protect The Hive's best interests.

Now off to create more civil war. I think I just picked a fight with HongHu for being too brutal...

[Snowflake]

You like that don't you? I'm glad to hear you say sorry though.

[Enigma_Nova]

Originally posted by HongHu
I'm glad to hear you say sorry though.

Well to be honest I thought his typoes meant that he was an agent of the online smacktard culture.
Having established otherwise I admit fault.

Still, t_ras would do good to read the back story - steep learning curve but if his brain is functioning it would do him well to be informed.

You like that don't you?

Bring it on, woman. Bring it on.

[Snowflake]

Well that sounds much more cultured. I still suggest you to check the spelling of "typoes" in a spell checker though.

[Enigma_Nova]

Originally posted by HongHu
Well that sounds much more cultured. I still suggest you to check the spelling of "typoes" in a spell checker though.

Correcting self.
Using word 'typos'
(Even though it's a word that ends in an 'o' like innuendoes, tomatoes, etc.)

Sounds cultured, eh? Wasn't my intent but if it 'sounds' like it then umm, sure!

[Jamski]

Tomatoes?

Tomati, surely?

-Jam