These a bit of story that got posted by others during the writing of
     "BoardQuest" and has been included here for completeness.  Joe Powell,
     when he cobbled the pieces of the story together into the completed
     textfile, simply ignored them as axtraneous and left them out.  Not
     that I blame him.

     Part of the text here is an early version of what was to become
     "Seeing Double," although it got heavily rewritten after this.

     I have left in place part of the Captain X posts immediately before
     and after them, so you can see where the pieces fit in.

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MESSAGE #43: STILL MORE...

Msg left by: SAM JOHNSON [40]
Date posted: Mon Jan 14  6:42:37 PM

[...]
   Sam rubbed his throat in pain. "Who are they?"
   "The pinheads. When the feast ended, we had them running about being a real
nuisance, and we had to do something with them."
   "So the SYSOP made them the castle guard?"
   "No, he gave them kitchen duty." He motioned towards three pinheads hauling
off a large cockroach. "They're preparing lunch right now."
          [T O  B E  C O N T I N U E D]


MESSAGE #47: LUNCH...?

Msg left by: DAGNY TAGGART [25]
Date posted: Tue Jan 15 11:43:31 AM

"Stop that pinhead!" screamed the Fairy Godmother. "I will not have cockroach
served to the people in the castle for lunch.  If they want to serve it for
themselves, fine (the pinheads will eat anything!)."

She turns to Mr. Johnson and says "Sam, you're new around here, so I'll give
you a little piece of advice.  Don't have anything to do with those pinheads.
They're treacherous little bastards, and will turn on you when you least ex-
pect it.  The Sysop keeps them around to deal with the hackers, but he tries
to keep them out of the way of the honest users.  You just had the misfortune
to fall into a Nonsense pit that developed un-noticed.  We've been having a lot
of problems with that lately.  Apparently the Hex is travelling through a
hyperdimensional Nonsense Vortex, since they have become so common.  The Sysop
is going to have to step up the maintenence patrols to spot them sooner, so
they can be marked off."

She makes arcane gestures with her hands and is suddenly enveloped in a cloud
of orange smoke.  When the cloud clears, she is once again visible, seemingly
hanging upside down from the ceiling.  "Ooops!", she said, and gestured again.
This time the cloud of smoke is green, and emanating from the center of it you
hear "That's better!".  When the smoke clears this time, she has vanished.


MESSAGE #49: THE WATCHER FALLS

Msg left by: NOMAD LURANG [41]
Date posted: Tue Jan 15  1:13:32 PM

A young man in white walks down the corridor of the Contributors section. He
has been assigned to put a warning by the pit... Watcher is his name, and he is
known by two other names as well... He stops by the pit and starts to prop up
the sign when several giant roaches erupt from nowher and before he can react
force him into the pit!
He plummits uncontrollably down into the darkness sreaming all the way.
Suddenly he feels himself pulled to one side and finds himself on firm ground.
"Hello!" says a strangely familiar voice.
"Who are you?" asks the Watcher.
"I am your replacement!" says the voice that Watcher suddenly recognises as his
own!
"WHAT!!" says the great Avenger.
"I am the new Nomad Lurang!" says the dark clad figure.
He suddenly pushes the Watcher back over the edge to plunge into the realm of
nonsence...
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooo...!" screams the real Avenger as he
plunges into the darkness...




MESSAGE #32: SPLOOSH!!!!

Msg left by: NOMAD LURANG [41]
Date posted: Wed Jan 16  3:21:07 PM

With a loud KERPLOSH the great Avenger hit the polka-dotted waters of insanity.
As he was pulled towards the wirlpool in the center he desperately struggled
against the awesome current but to no avail. As he entered the wirlpool he
realised he had to fight insanity as ferociously as he had the current. He
began to concentrate on thinking the alphabet backwards....

....He finally came to shore on the same beach that Sam had been (though at
this time he was unaware Sam had been there) after thinking the alphabet
three times. The beach was now purple with yellow stars. He climbed out of the
polka-dot surf and noticed the strange box that changed colors faster than a
slot machine changes suckers. He headed towards it thinking it
might afford a way out. At least he might could learn something useful from it.


MESSAGE #17: SAM RETURNS AGAIN...

Msg left by: SAM JOHNSON [40]
Date posted: Wed Jan 16  5:33:56 PM

   "Lunch?" exclaimed Sam, astonished. "I think I'm going to be sick!"
   "I know I am." said the old man mournfully. "I have to eat that stuff.
Well, good luck against the Black Omen, and here."
[...]