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User:Cronogenesis

2006-03-22T08:06:55Z

Cronogenesis: Added projects

== Who is Cronogenesis ==

Cronogenesis is:

* A 15 year old student
* A Giant
* A Pirate
* A mass speculator
* A Cube Hunter
* The only contact with [[Adam Cachin]]
* A poet
* An author
* The start of time
* Kind

== Current Projects ==

My latest project is to get Lovely as a selectable country for profiles on the PXC webbie.

Send us your support by signinjg on this thread: http://pxcforums.com/index.php?showtopic=695

User:Cronogenesis

2006-03-22T08:06:27Z

Cronogenesis: /* Who is Cronogenesis */

Adam Cachin

2006-03-22T08:04:18Z

Cronogenesis: /* General */ Linked name

===General===
*Brother of [[Sylvia Salk]]
*Assisted with The Salk Family Website; specifically by putting the java files up for Sylvia

*Only one other reference or quote has been recieved, specifically sent to Unfiction user [[User:Cronogenesis|Cronogenesis]]

http://forums.unfiction.com/forums/viewtopic.php?p=170560#170560

{| border="0" cellpadding="10" width="70%" style="border: 2px solid #ddddff; background: #f3f3ff"
|
Dear Jack,

This is Sylvia's brother, Adam, here. As you can surely understand,
Sylvia is very distressed right now, so I am handling all of her
correspondence. Thank you for your email, we've found it very
enlightening. I've been working on the maze since Pietro made it, and
I'm amazed you managed to solve it so quickly.

Even with spending nearly all of my time on it, I have only been able
to solve a few dozen of the levels. Since level 7 is picked randomly
from levels 7 to 1000+ (as it turns out - the highest one I got was
912), the fragments of text I gained at the end of each level were
scattered widely and I wasn't able to make any sense of it, although I
did guess that they were parts of a larger message.

Did you and Simon and BirEnigma and presumably many other people
collaborate together to 'fill in' the different levels of the maze and
derive the full text from that? If so, I am profoundly touched that so
many people have worked hard to unravel this mystery, and I will let
Sylvia know about this and the text of the full message. I'm sure she
will appreciate knowing Pietro's last message, however strange it may
be.

Again, thank you. I will not be able to keep in touch for some time
since I must attend to the funeral preparations and other affairs.

Yours,

Adam Cachin
|}

Tales From Earth:Moonbeam

2005-12-22T10:28:03Z

Cronogenesis: /* Moonbeam */ Changed an east to the proper west.

== Moonbeam == '''By Jack Smith aka Cronogenesis'''

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

A lone figure sat on the banks, throwing stones at the lake, which
skipped along the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden
depths. Once the small pile of pebbles had depleted, the man reached
into the pocket of his denim jeans and emerged with a bronze coin and
began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air, before catching it
between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

The man stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the
coin and smiled. He picked up the small brown satchel beside him and began his accent up the slope from which he had come from.

----

It began a month ago, when the stranger arrived. There weren't many
visitors to Llanfachraeth, so any outsider was a sight for the
villagers, but the Stranger… He was different. Every morning he would
shuffle out of Mr and Mrs Jones' house (As this was where he was
lodging), down the cobbled road to the square, where he would sit all
day, never moving, never speaking, never acknowledging another soul
that passed. Then, once the sun had set, he would pick up his walking
stick, and begin the journey back to his room with the Baker and his
wife. Of course there were stories about him. Some said he came
looking for a lost relative, some say he was working for the
government, while a select few believed that he was a ghost who
couldn't let go of the past. But as swiftly as he had arrived, he
disappeared again into the night, leaving no trace, apart from that
letter…

Felix looked at the letter again, but his expression remained as
baffled as before.

''Dear Mr Felix.''

''I cannot explain why but I need your urgent help. We don't have long''
''left. I cannot go into detail here but use the coin to find me… Please''
''keep this information to yourself.''

It was signed on the bottom but not be any language or style Felix
knew. In the bottom left corner were scribbled the initials ''R.A.S.B''
Also in the envelope was a small bronze coin. It had sixteen sides and
a similar shape cut out of the middle. On one side there was an
intricately woven pattern on the bronze, filled with twisting and
turning lines. The other site once contained the letters, GIVJRUUWVU KFDS.

Lynda pinched the coin out of Felix's hand.

"Isn't it obvious?" she proclaimed

"If it was obvious I would have figured it out by now!" Felix replied.

"Look here", she thrust her finger at the scribbled initials, "R.A.S.B
or rather RA and SB. It's a simple code R=A S=B T=C and so on. Even
little Jamie from down the road could solve that!"
"No he couldn't, he can't even read!"

"Excuses, excuses. Typical of you Felix. Anyway, let's get decoding!"
After half an hour and much scribbling, they finally finished the decoding.

"So GIVJRUUWVU KFDS becomes PRESADDFED TOMB. That's a few miles away isn't it?"

"My my Felix, you are getting clever now aren't you? You should slow
down before you're too smart for your own good!" Felix turned his back
on Lynda and gave a predominant, "Humph!"

"Err, Lynda I gotta go"

"To Presaddfed right?"

"No! And anyway, why would you care?"

"I take that as a yes then. I wont try and stop you, I know how much
of a stubborn git you are", Lynda chuckled, "Just make sure you take
some food with you."

"You're not my mother you know. I’m twenty one, not two."

"Somebody's gotta take care of you, your hopeless without somebody to
watch your back", she winked and chuckled again. "Anyway it will be
dark soon why not head out tomorrow, I will bring some sandwiches
around for you."

The golden sun began to slowly rise from its bed, banishing the
darkness from the sky. Felix took one last look at the small cluster
of red brick houses, the green square where the man had once sat upon
the stone monument, the bakers where the aromatic scent of fresh bread
arose even the heaviest sleeper, and the hutches; where Patrick kept
the small brown and grey rabbits he bred to sell on as pets in the
nearby town. For about a mile Felix would follow the road along the
farmland. The crop this time of year was a bumper golden. The never
ending fields of corn stretched across the fences as they swayed in
the wind. Other fields contained mountains of fodder, ready for the
frosty winter that was predicted to arrive in a few months. Next to
them was a stray goat, cut off from the pack while guzzling the grass.
As he left the farmland, Felix was greeted by the towering hills,
covered in a luscious green. A cold grey rock spiked out of the side
of the third hill, while a flock of sheep rested on the fifth.

After an hour the trail ended. For the last part of the journey, Felix
would have to hike through the hills. He stood at the base as the
wound engulfed the view ahead. He took a swig of his water and started
his climb.

At noon, he reached the summit, and finally saw the spectacular view.
From here he could see the whole valley. To the south the cluster of
houses from which he had came from, to the north was Presaddfed, a
small market town hustling and bustling as the farmers try to sell
their produce to the locals. A few hundred meters away was the tombs.
Six stone mounds said to hold the remains of stone-age warriors. Felix
sat down and took the sandwich Lynda made out his small brown satchel
and enjoyed the glistening view.

After half an hour, Felix finally arrived at Presaddfed Tombs. The
tombs were a popular tourist attraction, although Felix had never been
himself. The site consisted of six stone mounds, one to the north, one
to the east, two to the south and a final two to the west. Only the
southernmost tomb remained in perfect shape while the others had
toppled after thousands of years. Felix walked up to the information
sign:

Welcome to Presaddfed Tombs

''Presaddfed tombs were constructed over 4000 years ago by a stone-age settlement…''

Felix Read on

''A number of runes have been found inside each of the ruins, perhaps a''
''key to who one lay there, but these do not follow the usual''
''translations and have yet to be deciphered.''

Below was a list of the runes:

''North: KIVRJLIV''

''East: NRKVI''

''South: SZX, DFFE''

''West: YFCV, XLRIU''

''It is believed that there was once a shrine in the centre of the site,''
''where the warriors used to worship the elements. They would use a''
''prayer similar to this:''

''Praise the SKY that brings us the sun''

''Praise the EARTH which grows our crops''

''Praise the WATER which lets us drink''

''And the SKY that brings the water to the land.''

''The WATER brings us fish to eat.''

''Praise NAGI, god of gods, it is he who watches man.''

Felix began to skim through the text until he saw something that struck him.

''The leader of this clan was believed to be called Rasb.''

"Rasb eh?” Felix thought to himself, "Perhaps Lynda's code might
work, well if I knew what order to read the runes in."

He read the sign again, and stopped at the worship rituals. "Perhaps…
Just perhaps this is the key. What if each line referred to a shrine?
Sky, Earth, Water, Sky, Water, Nagi. If we take the first letter, we
get the compass points. S E W S W N." Felix scribbled his idea on his
notepad and began to decipher the runes. After an hour of deciphering
using ARBS, he got his message. SZX NRKVI YFCV DFFE XLRIU KIVRJLIV or
BIG WATER HOLE MOON GUARD TREASURE.

He took out the map that Lynda had given him and looked around. "A big
water hole, I'm guessing that's a lake then. The nearest lake to here
is Llyn Llywenan, but what does the moon have to do with it?" He set
off to the lake, with the Moon Guard mystery flooding his mind.

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

Felix stood on the top of the southern hill, staring at the lake.
Below a small rowing boat bobbed on the borders of the lake. He looked
at the moon's reflection on the water and suddenly realised what he
must do. Surely nobody would mind him borrowing the boat for a while.

The small wooden boat bobbed on the water. It had been tied to a peg at the shore by a tattered piece of rope. It didn’t look to healthy either. Most of the boat had been covered in large chunks of wood to patch up holes. The moment Felix picked up the oars, they crumbled under the pressure. He slowly climbed back into the boat and began paddling with his arms over to where the moon cast its reflection. He stopped the boat in the middle of the moonbeams eye and slowly climbed out into the icy waters. After taking a large breath, he disappeared under the waters. A moment later, he launched up from the depths. The fish darted in every direction. He hauled a box onto the boat before climbing back in and heading of to shore.

Felix sat on the banks and looked at the chest, there was a small coin shaped hole where he had inserted the strangers’ coin and turned it, releasing the latch. Inside was a pouch of gold and silver coins like Felix had never seen before. There was also a letter:

''Dear Mr Felix''

''Thank you for coming this far. I put my faith in you and you didn’t let me'' ''down. I have so much to tell you, but we shall meet to discuss this. Come to'' ''the Old Bull inn at Llanynghened on Saturday night and ask the barman for'' ''Aralus. Pay him the correct amount using the coins and he will show you to'' ''me. I am entrusting you with matters of extreme importance and I pray that'' ''you will come to see me.''

''Yours sincerely''

''Aralus''

He sat on the banks throwing stones at the lake, which skipped along
the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden depths. Once the
small pile of pebbles had depleted, he reached into the pocket of his
denim jeans and emerged with the coin. The coin which started this
whole mess and began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air,
before catching it between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

Felix stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the coin
and smiled, Lynda would be surprised. He picked up the small brown
satchel beside him and began his accent up the slope from whence
he came. Somehow he knew that things would only get
harder from now. This wasn't an end. No. This was just the beginning.

Talk:Tales From Earth:Moonbeam

2005-12-19T15:15:32Z

Cronogenesis:

hmm. i' dont remember saying any such change. well it's done now so good :) - [[User:Scott|Scott]]

Probobly sledge then. I was tired at the time :D It was never done so ive changed those four words now :) --[[User:Cronogenesis|CronoGenesis]] 10:15, 19 December 2005 (EST)

Tales From Earth

2005-12-18T18:09:29Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of Illustrations */

==General==

*[[Violet Kiteway]] wants us to write a book for her.
*She plans to have it published by [[Seaside Press]].
*Once it's published, she can use her credentials as a published author to get access to the diary of [[Anthony Granier]]

===References===
*article, 05-DEC-05 "[[Seaside Press|Seaside]] Announces Plan to Release [[Tales From Earth|Earth Anthology]]" ([http://www.perplexcitysentinel.com/archives/2005/12/seaside_announc.html link])

==Requirements==
*<BIG><BIG>'''Deadline For Entries has now Passed!!'''</BIG></BIG>

*Use this page as an index of other pages.
**For example, if Sente were to write a piece on his family, he might format it like so:
'''[[Tales From Earth:Kiteway Crazies]] - [[User:Sente]] 28-NOV-05, 5000 words'''
A short treatise on my lunatic daughters, both of whom cavort with strangers.

----

===='''Please read the notice about copyright licencing under the authors section linked below.'''====

*'''Also note: Authors should collect their blurbs here:'''
**'''[[Tales From Earth:Authors]]'''

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==Index of articles==

'''[[Tales From Earth:Dicing With the Devil]] - [[User:Hituro]] 13-DEC-05, 5832 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A Gambler down on his luck makes a deal with the devil.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Which is Better?]] - [[User:Ryan Andrew]] 13-DEC-05, 701 words Editor:Centipede'''
Brains vs Brawn.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Assignment]] - [[User:Enigmaster]] 29-NOV-05, 1337 words (:D) Editor:Centipede'''
A short story, illustrating one of the many pressures of student life.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Coffee Addiction]] - [[User:Coxtin]] 29-NOV-05, 1081 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A NON_AUTOBIOGRAHPICAL story about a man who loves coffee.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Carnival of Monsters]] - [[User:MikeyJ]] 07-DEC-05, 192 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
An excuse to insult people.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Childrens Games]] - [[user:Katie Goldblatt]] 14-12-05, 722 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A look at the games played by the childern of Earth.

'''[[Tales From Earth:CIA The forbidden fruit of Hollywood]] - [[User:Josh Black]] 14-DEC-05, 2000 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
An essay on the draw of Hollywood to the Central Intelegence Agency.

'''[[Tales From Earth:A Day In The Un-Life: A Collaborative Effort]] - The Unfiction Community 6,800+ words Editor:Scott'''
[http://forums.unfiction.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=13305 Tales From Earth:Collaborative Effort] original workspace
This story was written and assembled by an ad hoc rabble.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Games We Play]] - [[User:Duckiemonster]] 11-DEC-05, 450 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A chance encounter

'''[[Tales From Earth:No title]] - [[User:oliverkeers13]] 15-DEC-05, 226 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
Oliver offers himself up as an agent of darkness.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Draco Venatio]] - [[User:Scott]] 01-DEC-05, 2100+ words Editor:Centipede'''
Dragons play games, the likes of which no man has any business playing.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Expedition]] - [[User:Forg]] 29-NOV-05, 1290 words Editor:Centipede'''
Another day comes, another day goes...

'''[[Tales From Earth:Games-Sports-Ultimate Frisbee]] - [[User:kobeyu]] and ??? 01-DEC-05, 614 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
''(Abandoned -- feel free to finish it - A work in progress)''
A description of one of Earth's newer sports.

'''[[Tales From Earth:ilovenatalie.exe]] - [[User:GasparLewis]] 2-DEC-05, 1300 words and a big pile of numbers Editor:Centipede'''
William's girlfriend is missing, and somebody planned it.
Can he solve his way to her rescue? Or rather... ''can you?''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Kabuki Belly Dancer]] - [[User:Mokey F. Rock]] 08-DEC-05, 2584 words Editor:Centipede'''
A short story of escaping reality.

'''[[Tales From Earth:DVD Games]] - [[User:MagikGuy]] 9-DEC-05, 1600 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A review of the Harry Potter 'Scene it?' DVD game.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The London 2012 Olympic Bid]] - [[User:Frankie Roberto]] 3-DEC-05, 1000 words Editor:Centipede'''
An article on London's successful 2012 Olympic Bid.
''(comments, feedback and proof-reading welcome)''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Moonbeam]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 06-DEC-05, 2,087 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A stranger a letter and an ancient coin... A rewriting of part one an old series I once wrote and did noting with.

'''[[Tales From Earth: The night]] - [[User:Specterz]] 29-NOV-05, 500 words Editor:Centipede'''
A little rant about nights on Earth.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Number Cruncher]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 07-DEC-05, 0 words, lots of 0's and 1's (Not really)Edited by SledgeCallier'''
A nice little binary puzzle I quickly wrote. The code should work but feel free to check it.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Perplex City D20 Module]] - [[User:Scott]] 01-DEC-05, 4500 words'''
A role playing game module based in Perplex City.
'''Needs an editor.''' The editor need not know how to play D&D. Simply a proofreader is requested.

'''[[Tales From Earth:peta]] - [[User:Coxtin]] 29-NOV-05, 1225 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A story in which a monkey gives relationship advice which is unwelcome

'''[[Tales From Earth:people games]] - [[User:Hituro]] 11-DEC-05, 2000 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
Playing games with People

'''[[Tales From Earth:Ramblerhymes I and II]] - [[User:GasparLewis]] 29-NOV-05, 1000+ words Editor:Centipede'''
A free-form, semi-poignant tirade about nothing... in a good way.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Reality? Virtually!]] - [[User:Sentinel]] 28-NOV-05, 2581 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A discussion of the ever blurring boundaries between reality and the world of gaming.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Spay's Invaders]] - [[User:Gibbet]] 09-DEC-05, 1331 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
This is not a game!

'''[[Tales From Earth:Tower of Cards]] - [[User:Gibbet]] 04-DEC-05, 1242 words Editor:Centipede'''
A story of persistence to fulfill a lifelong dream.
''(Feedback will be welcomed)''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Tuberunning]] - [[User:ammonite]] 03-DEC-05, 866 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
London is a game. In many ways. This is about a few of them.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Where's My Meniscus and other time wasters]] - [[User:TheBozzball]] 02-DEC-05, 3186 words Editor:Centipede'''
A description of the games played by a group of people in a place.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Chanko-nabe]] - [[User:ammonite]] 09-DEC-05, 6583 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A girl who fell in love with a sumo-wrestler.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Rebel Pirate]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 11-DEC-05, 271 words Editor:SledgeCallier
Somebodys stolen the ships booty! But who is the culprit?

'''[[Tales From Earth:When we met]] - [[User:number9dream]] 15-DEC-05, 1076 words Editor:Sledgecallier'''
A love story.

'''[[Tales From Earth:To Epiphany and Beyond...!]] - [[User:fantasticalan]] 12-DEC-05, 847 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
Fantastic Alan guides you through the Christmas Games Season here in the UK.

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==Index of Illustrations==

'''[[Tales From Earth:Pawn]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 11-DEC-05, Illustration
Lone pawn on a chessboard, watched by more powerful pieces. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Hide and Seek Peek]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 11-DEC-05, Illustration
Peeking while others hide. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Earth.png]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 16-DEC-05, Illustration
Tales From Earth - Section header. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Games.png]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 16-DEC-05, Illustration
Games - Section header. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Unfiction.png]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 16-DEC-05, Illustration
Collaborative story - Section header. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:KabukiBellyDancer.png]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 16-DEC-05, Illustration
Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:SpaysInvader.png]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 16-DEC-05, Illustration
Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:GamesWePlay.png]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 16-DEC-05, Illustration
Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Dracovenatio.png]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 16-DEC-05, Illustration
Black and white illustration.

Tales From Earth

2005-12-18T18:07:48Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of Illustrations */

Talk:Tales From Earth:Moonbeam

2005-12-18T10:20:09Z

Cronogenesis:

Tales From Earth:Moonbeam

2005-12-17T20:49:03Z

Cronogenesis: Very Minor edit Scott said he was going to do but never did.

== Moonbeam == '''By Jack Smith aka Cronogenesis'''

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

A lone figure sat on the banks, throwing stones at the lake, which
skipped along the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden
depths. Once the small pile of pebbles had depleted, the man reached
into the pocket of his denim jeans and emerged with a bronze coin and
began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air, before catching it
between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

The man stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the
coin and smiled. He picked up the small brown satchel beside him and began his accent up the slope from which he had come from.

----

It began a month ago, when the stranger arrived. There weren't many
visitors to Llanfachraeth, so any outsider was a sight for the
villagers, but the Stranger… He was different. Every morning he would
shuffle out of Mr and Mrs Jones' house (As this was where he was
lodging), down the cobbled road to the square, where he would sit all
day, never moving, never speaking, never acknowledging another soul
that passed. Then, once the sun had set, he would pick up his walking
stick, and begin the journey back to his room with the Baker and his
wife. Of course there were stories about him. Some said he came
looking for a lost relative, some say he was working for the
government, while a select few believed that he was a ghost who
couldn't let go of the past. But as swiftly as he had arrived, he
disappeared again into the night, leaving no trace, apart from that
letter…

Felix looked at the letter again, but his expression remained as
baffled as before.

''Dear Mr Felix.''

''I cannot explain why but I need your urgent help. We don't have long''
''left. I cannot go into detail here but use the coin to find me… Please''
''keep this information to yourself.''

It was signed on the bottom but not be any language or style Felix
knew. In the bottom left corner were scribbled the initials ''R.A.S.B''
Also in the envelope was a small bronze coin. It had sixteen sides and
a similar shape cut out of the middle. On one side there was an
intricately woven pattern on the bronze, filled with twisting and
turning lines. The other site once contained the letters, GIVJRUUWVU KFDS.

Lynda pinched the coin out of Felix's hand.

"Isn't it obvious?" she proclaimed

"If it was obvious I would have figured it out by now!" Felix replied.

"Look here", she thrust her finger at the scribbled initials, "R.A.S.B
or rather RA and SB. It's a simple code R=A S=B T=C and so on. Even
little Jamie from down the road could solve that!"
"No he couldn't, he can't even read!"

"Excuses, excuses. Typical of you Felix. Anyway, let's get decoding!"
After half an hour and much scribbling, they finally finished the decoding.

"So GIVJRUUWVU KFDS becomes PRESADDFED TOMB. That's a few miles away isn't it?"

"My my Felix, you are getting clever now aren't you? You should slow
down before you're too smart for your own good!" Felix turned his back
on Lynda and gave a predominant, "Humph!"

"Err, Lynda I gotta go"

"To Presaddfed right?"

"No! And anyway, why would you care?"

"I take that as a yes then. I wont try and stop you, I know how much
of a stubborn git you are", Lynda chuckled, "Just make sure you take
some food with you."

"You're not my mother you know. I’m twenty one, not two."

"Somebody's gotta take care of you, your hopeless without somebody to
watch your back", she winked and chuckled again. "Anyway it will be
dark soon why not head out tomorrow, I will bring some sandwiches
around for you."

The golden sun began to slowly rise from its bed, banishing the
darkness from the sky. Felix took one last look at the small cluster
of red brick houses, the green square where the man had once sat upon
the stone monument, the bakers where the aromatic scent of fresh bread
arose even the heaviest sleeper, and the hutches; where Patrick kept
the small brown and grey rabbits he bred to sell on as pets in the
nearby town. For about a mile Felix would follow the road along the
farmland. The crop this time of year was a bumper golden. The never
ending fields of corn stretched across the fences as they swayed in
the wind. Other fields contained mountains of fodder, ready for the
frosty winter that was predicted to arrive in a few months. Next to
them was a stray goat, cut off from the pack while guzzling the grass.
As he left the farmland, Felix was greeted by the towering hills,
covered in a luscious green. A cold grey rock spiked out of the side
of the third hill, while a flock of sheep rested on the fifth.

After an hour the trail ended. For the last part of the journey, Felix
would have to hike through the hills. He stood at the base as the
wound engulfed the view ahead. He took a swig of his water and started
his climb.

At noon, he reached the summit, and finally saw the spectacular view.
From here he could see the whole valley. To the south the cluster of
houses from which he had came from, to the north was Presaddfed, a
small market town hustling and bustling as the farmers try to sell
their produce to the locals. A few hundred meters away was the tombs.
Six stone mounds said to hold the remains of stone-age warriors. Felix
sat down and took the sandwich Lynda made out his small brown satchel
and enjoyed the glistening view.

After half an hour, Felix finally arrived at Presaddfed Tombs. The
tombs were a popular tourist attraction, although Felix had never been
himself. The site consisted of six stone mounds, one to the north, one
to the east, two to the south and a final two to the east. Only the
southernmost tomb remained in perfect shape while the others had
toppled after thousands of years. Felix walked up to the information
sign:

Welcome to Presaddfed Tombs

''Presaddfed tombs were constructed over 4000 years ago by a stone-age settlement…''

Felix Read on

''A number of runes have been found inside each of the ruins, perhaps a''
''key to who one lay there, but these do not follow the usual''
''translations and have yet to be deciphered.''

Below was a list of the runes:

''North: KIVRJLIV''

''East: NRKVI''

''South: SZX, DFFE''

''West: YFCV, XLRIU''

''It is believed that there was once a shrine in the centre of the site,''
''where the warriors used to worship the elements. They would use a''
''prayer similar to this:''

''Praise the SKY that brings us the sun''

''Praise the EARTH which grows our crops''

''Praise the WATER which lets us drink''

''And the SKY that brings the water to the land.''

''The WATER brings us fish to eat.''

''Praise NAGI, god of gods, it is he who watches man.''

Felix began to skim through the text until he saw something that struck him.

''The leader of this clan was believed to be called Rasb.''

"Rasb eh?” Felix thought to himself, "Perhaps Lynda's code might
work, well if I knew what order to read the runes in."

He read the sign again, and stopped at the worship rituals. "Perhaps…
Just perhaps this is the key. What if each line referred to a shrine?
Sky, Earth, Water, Sky, Water, Nagi. If we take the first letter, we
get the compass points. S E W S W N." Felix scribbled his idea on his
notepad and began to decipher the runes. After an hour of deciphering
using ARBS, he got his message. SZX NRKVI YFCV DFFE XLRIU KIVRJLIV or
BIG WATER HOLE MOON GUARD TREASURE.

He took out the map that Lynda had given him and looked around. "A big
water hole, I'm guessing that's a lake then. The nearest lake to here
is Llyn Llywenan, but what does the moon have to do with it?" He set
off to the lake, with the Moon Guard mystery flooding his mind.

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

Felix stood on the top of the southern hill, staring at the lake.
Below a small rowing boat bobbed on the borders of the lake. He looked
at the moon's reflection on the water and suddenly realised what he
must do. Surely nobody would mind him borrowing the boat for a while.

The small wooden boat bobbed on the water. It had been tied to a peg at the shore by a tattered piece of rope. It didn’t look to healthy either. Most of the boat had been covered in large chunks of wood to patch up holes. The moment Felix picked up the oars, they crumbled under the pressure. He slowly climbed back into the boat and began paddling with his arms over to where the moon cast its reflection. He stopped the boat in the middle of the moonbeams eye and slowly climbed out into the icy waters. After taking a large breath, he disappeared under the waters. A moment later, he launched up from the depths. The fish darted in every direction. He hauled a box onto the boat before climbing back in and heading of to shore.

Felix sat on the banks and looked at the chest, there was a small coin shaped hole where he had inserted the strangers’ coin and turned it, releasing the latch. Inside was a pouch of gold and silver coins like Felix had never seen before. There was also a letter:

''Dear Mr Felix''

''Thank you for coming this far. I put my faith in you and you didn’t let me'' ''down. I have so much to tell you, but we shall meet to discuss this. Come to'' ''the Old Bull inn at Llanynghened on Saturday night and ask the barman for'' ''Aralus. Pay him the correct amount using the coins and he will show you to'' ''me. I am entrusting you with matters of extreme importance and I pray that'' ''you will come to see me.''

''Yours sincerely''

''Aralus''

He sat on the banks throwing stones at the lake, which skipped along
the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden depths. Once the
small pile of pebbles had depleted, he reached into the pocket of his
denim jeans and emerged with the coin. The coin which started this
whole mess and began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air,
before catching it between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

Felix stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the coin
and smiled, Lynda would be surprised. He picked up the small brown
satchel beside him and began his accent up the slope from whence
he came. Somehow he knew that things would only get
harder from now. This wasn't an end. No. This was just the beginning.

Leaked E-mails

2005-12-17T13:02:20Z

Cronogenesis: /* 23 Sept. 2005 9.17am */

On Wendesday 16th November 2005, Perplex City players who had completed the set of four blue hex cards were sent an e-mail congratulating them from the Academy.

However, it seems that the Academy's e-mail system managed to ''leak'' some internal e-mails at the bottom of these e-mails sent out to players. Each player so far has received a different e-mail fragment. They are arranged below in date order.

The top portion of the e-mail reads:

<div style="background-color: #d6d6d6; border: thin grey solid; padding: 10px;">"Dear [player name],

Congratulations, you've solved a set of four Perplex City cards. We've rewarded you by [[Leaderboard|doubling your points]] for each of the cards in the set.

Your Perplex Point total is now ''[total]''. You have solved ''[x]'' cards.

We in Perplex City would like to thank you for your continued dedication to our cause. With your help, we are certain that the Receda Cube will be found and returned safely.

Sincerely, 
The Puzzle Scribe Team 
Perplex City Academy"</div>

Then follows an error code:

<div style="background-color: #d6d6d6; border: thin grey solid; padding: 10px;">
"f8080:xx95034 
internal error academail 
criticalerror 420 
error-authconflict 
error-redirect 
error-handover 
error-output 
fatal-close"</div>

'''The E-mails'''

Please post your leaked e-mail here, in chronological order. Feel free to add relative links to topics as you see fit.

==Senior Fellows Meet with Sente==
--------------

===10 Oct. 2003 3.18pm===

From: [[Astrid Lindstrom]] 
To: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
Subject: SFC 
Date: 10 Oct. 2003 3.18pm

Lord, that was a difficult meeting.

===10 Oct. 2003 3.19pm===

From: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
To: [[Astrid Lindstrom]] 
Subject: SFC 
Date: 10 Oct. 2003 3.19pm

Ah, yes. Our dear [[Inari Ekeba|Professor Ekeba]] can become a little... agitated.

===10 Oct. 2003 3.21pm===

From: [[Astrid Lindstrom]] 
To: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
Subject: SFC 
Date: 10 Oct. 2003 3.21pm

I can't say that Prof Kiteway was being particularly reasonable.

===10 Oct. 2003 3.21pm===

From: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
To: [[Astrid Lindstrom]] 
Subject: SFC 
Date: 10 Oct. 2003 3.21pm

There's a history there, you know. They've been arguing about that issue for years.

===10 Oct. 2003 3.22pm===

From: [[Astrid Lindstrom]] 
To: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
Subject: SFC 
Date: 10 Oct. 2003 3.22pm

So why won't he just allow her to do her Cube research then? It seems a perfectly sensible request - she's head of Natural Sciences, one would have thought it was her field of expertise.

===10 Oct. 2003 3.24pm===

From: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
To: [[Astrid Lindstrom]] 
Subject: SFC 
Date: 10 Oct. 2003 3.24pm

Ah. Wheels within wheels.

===10 Oct. 2003 3.25pm===

From: [[Astrid Lindstrom]] 
To: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
Subject: SFC 
Date: 10 Oct. 2003 3.25pm

What do you mean?

===10 Oct. 2003 3.27pm===

From: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
To: [[Astrid Lindstrom]] 
Subject: SFC 
Date: 10 Oct. 2003 3.27pm

Just that he has his own research interests and perhaps doesn't want anyone else
to encroach on them.

===10 Oct. 2003 3.28pm===

From: [[Astrid Lindstrom]] 
To: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
Subject: SFC 
Date: 10 Oct. 2003 3.28pm

Oh. Right. Heh. Not too sinister then... I thought she might have had some actual reason for that threat to steal the thing.

==Sneaky!==
--------------

===8 Jan. 2004 2.28am===

From: name withheld 
To: name withheld 
Subject: 
Date: 8 Jan. 2004 2.28am

It's not my fault. I simply mistook the contact. The contact gave the
appropriate response to the feeder line and correctly completed the
third element. I barely gave anything away before realising the error. She
didn't appear suspicious. Contact correctly identified within two
hours. I don't think this need go further up the line. Please do not refer
to [[V]].

===8 Jan. 2004 2.31am===

From: name withheld 
To: name withheld 
Subject: 
Date: 8 Jan. 2004 2.31am

I don't think you appreciate the gravity of the situation. With only a week to
go, the entire project could have been compromised. I will need to consider this
further.

==Sick Kiteway on Ball-Night==
--------------

===15 Jan. 2004 3.28pm===

From: [[Violet Kiteway]] 
To: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
Subject: Re: Party arrangements 
Date: 15 Jan. 2004 3.28pm

Hiya - sorry, you know I said I was coming down with something? Well, it's
turned into definite flu: headache, achey joints etc. I don't think I can make
it tonight. Scarlett's coming, though, isn't she? I'm sure it'll be a great
success as usual.

V.

===15 Jan. 2004 3.51pm===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Violet Kiteway]] 
Subject: Re: Re: Party arrangements
Date: 15 Jan. 2004 3.51pm

Do you want me to send someone over to take a look at you?

S.

===15 Jan. 2004 3.55pm===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Violet Kiteway]] 
Subject: Re: Re: Re: Party arrangements 
Date: 15 Jan. 2004 3.55pm

No no. I'll be fine. Already got a diagnosis from the home system. It's just
flu. A night in bed and I'll be fine tmrw. Bad timing I know.

V.

==Lettie wants a favour==
--------------

===3 April 2005 12.17pm===

From: [[Scarlett Kiteway]] 
To: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
Subject: Favour.... 
Date: 3 April 2005 12.17pm

[[Sente Kiteway|Dad]].... would you let [[Violet Kiteway|Violet]] know that I borrowed [[Violet Kiteway's Embroidered Bag|her embroidered bag]] and, well, kind of spilled juice on it.... I promise I'll get her a new one, honest, but I know she'll be cross and it'd be so better coming from you... Pleeease?

xxx
[[Scarlett Kiteway|Lettie]]

===3 April 2005 1.56pm===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Scarlett Kiteway]] 
Subject: Favour.... 
Date: 3 April 2005 1.56pm

Dear [[Scarlett Kiteway|Lettie]],

Yes, I've told [[Violet Kiteway|Violet]]. You're right, she was cross. Don't worry about getting her a new one - I've told her to treat herself to a new bag and I'll pay for it. Just don't do it again!

Love,
[[Sente Kiteway|Dad]]

===3 April 2005 3.35pm===

From: [[Scarlett Kiteway]] 
To: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
Subject: Favour.... 
Date: 3 April 2005 3.35pm

<nowiki>:-D</nowiki>. Thanks [[Sente Kiteway|Dad]] you're the best!

xxx
[[Scarlett Kiteway|Lettie]],

==Uncle calls Nieces==
--------------

===10 June 2005 2.27pm===

From: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
To: [[Violet Kiteway]], [[Scarlett Kiteway]] 
Subject: Tea 
Date: 10 June 2005 2.27pm

Your Aunty [[Annaliese Adamek]] and I feel it's far too long since we last saw you. Would you girls be free for tea tomorrow afternoon? Say 4pm?

Love, 
Uncle Sanj

===10 June 2005 2.32pm===

From: [[Scarlett Kiteway]] 
To: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
Subject: Tea 
Date: 10 June 2005 2.32pm

Ooooh... lovely! Don't suppose Aunty [[Annliese Adamek|Annaliese]] is going to make her *coffee cake* is she....?

===10 June 2005 2.33pm===

From: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
To: [[Scarlett Kiteway]] 
Subject: Tea 
Date: 10 June 2005 2.33pm

Could be ;)

===10 June 2005 8.27pm===

From: [[Violet Kiteway]] 
To: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
Subject: Tea 
Date: 10 June 2005 8.27pm

Sorry Uncle Sanj, I can't this weekend, I've got a big project I'm working on. Maybe another time?

===10 June 2005 8.48pm===

From: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
To: [[Violet Kiteway]] 
Subject: Tea 
Date: 10 June 2005 8.48pm

Oh dear, that is disappointing. You can't even take an hour off to come and tell us about this big exciting project?

===10 June 2005 8.54pm===

From: [[Violet Kiteway]] 
To: [[Sanjean Adamek]] 
Subject: Tea 
Date: 10 June 2005 8.54pm

Not this weekend, sorry. Maybe next weekend?

==Sente Calls Anna, Urgently==
--------------

===14 June 2005 4.01pm===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Anna Heath]] 
Subject: Confidential matter 
Date: 14 June 2005 4.01pm

[[Anna Heath|Anna]] -

Can you come and see me immediately? There's an extremely urgent matter
I need to discuss with you.

S.

===14 June 2005 4.03pm===

From: [[Anna Heath]] 
To: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
Subject: Confidential matter 
Date: 14 June 2005 4.03pm

I'm just going into a meeting of the CRT. Can it wait half an hour?

===14 June 2005 4.04pm===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Anna Heath]] 
Subject: Confidential matter 
Date: 14 June 2005 4.04pm

I'm afraid not. Cancel your meeting.

===14 June 2005 4.38pm===

From: [[Anna Heath]] 
To: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
Subject: Confidential matter 
Date: 14 June 2005 4.38pm

[[Aiko Entrescore|Aiko's]] personnel file is attached. As you can see we've always been aware that
she was strongly religious. I do not see that this has the slightest implication
for her work.

===14 June 2005 4.39pm===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Anna Heath]] 
Subject: Confidential matter 
Date: 14 June 2005 4.39pm

I disagree. This information is certainly evidence in the theft of the Cube. I'm turning it over to the proper authorities now.

===14 June 2005 4.46pm===

From: [[Anna Heath]] 
To: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
Subject: Confidential matter 
Date: 14 June 2005 4.46pm

Honestly, I can't believe [[Aiko Entrescore|Aiko]] had anything to do with that! I'm surprised you're being taken in by what is obviously a piece of spiteful misinformation. And even if it is true, surely it would be logical for [[Aiko Entrescore|Aiko]] to be particularly motivated to bring the [[Receda Cube|Cube]] home, rather than wanting to transport it to another world? This simply doesn't make sense.

===14 June 2005 4.48pm===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Anna Heath]] 
Subject: Confidential matter 
Date: 14 June 2005 4.48pm

[[Anna Heath|Anna]] -

I respect your abilities as a team leader, but this is out of our hands now. The
matter is closed.

[[Sente Kiteway|S]].

===14 June 2005 4.54pm===

From: [[Anna Heath]] 
To: [[Roberto Solitano]] 
Subject: Confidential 
Date: 14 June 2005 4.54pm

Can I come and see you urgently this afternoon, please? I have a problem and really need to talk it through.

==Kurt is NOT dating Violet!==
--------------

===7 Sept. 2005 3.21pm===

From: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Sept. 2005 3.21pm

Hey - [[Anna Heath|Anna]] said you weren't doing anything tonight. Want to come out with me and [[Violet Kiteway|Violet]] and a couple of her friends? There's a classic movie programme at [[Ascendancy Point]] with lectures beforehand, then we'll probably grab some dinner.

===7 Sept. 2005 3.23pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Sept. 2005 3.23pm

Great! Don't suppose any of [[Violet Kiteway|Violet's]] friends coming tonight are girls, are they? :-D

===7 Sept. 2005 3.26pm===

From: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Sept. 2005 3.26pm

Don't know. I'm sure she can rustle someone up for you though. She knows everyone.

===7 Sept. 2005 3.27pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Sept. 2005 3.27pm

<nowiki>:-D</nowiki>. I'll make sure I wear a clean shirt. Hey - how long have you and Violet been together?

===7 Sept. 2005 3.38pm===

From: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Sept. 2005 3.38pm

Ummm. We're not really *together*, you know.

===7 Sept. 2005 3.45pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Sept. 2005 3.45pm

Really? ***Blush*** I just thought... since you guys seem to hang out together
so much... and you don't have another girlfriend... I just assumed.... Sorry.

===7 Sept. 2005 3.46pm===

From: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Sept. 2005 3.46pm

Grrr. Does no one remember that girl in the anthro team I went out with for *six weeks* in the spring?!

===7 Sept. 2005 3.48pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Sept. 2005 3.48pm

Sorry... :-(

===7 Sept. 2005 3.50pm===

From: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Sept. 2005 3.50pm

Hey, it's OK. Everyone seems to think so.

==Camaraderie==
--------------

===9 Sept. 2005 9.38am===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.38am

How are you feeling this morning?

===9 Sept. 2005 9.40am===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.40am 

Wishing my key didn't make so much noise?

===9 Sept. 2005 9.41am===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.41am

I thought you had the Rambler X50? Absolutely silent running?

===9 Sept. 2005 9.42am===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.42am

Still. Too. Loud.

===9 Sept. 2005 9.43am===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.43am

Ah. Yes. I see. Still, it was a good night.

===9 Sept. 2005 9.44am===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.44am

Yeah, thanks for coming! Shame no one else from the team made it - we were on fire last night!

===9 Sept. 2005 9.45am===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.45am

Literally, at one point, as I recall.

===9 Sept. 2005 9.46am===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.46am

Oh yeah, cheers for chucking your lemonade over that. :-)

''This item was supposedly posted at 9.36, however I believe this is incorrecct. It seems to make good sense here at 9.46 [[User:Scott|Scott]]''

===9 Sept. 2005 9.47am===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.47am

No problem. This kind of emergency is just what they train us for in the Defence Forces. That and escorting the drunk-and-disorderly home.

===9 Sept. 2005 9.48am===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.48am

Yeah, cheers for that too! Don't remember a huge amount after that third Mazy Slammer....

===9 Sept. 2005 9.50am===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 9.50am

Oh don't worry, you were perfectly civil if a bit emphatic on the subject of the things you insisted I didn't tell anyone else ever ever ever.

===9 Sept. 2005 10.12am===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 10.12am

What -things- exactly?

===9 Sept. 2005 10.13am===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 10.13am

Ah, that would be telling.

===9 Sept. 2005 10.14am===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 10.14am

No, seriously, what -things-?

===9 Sept. 2005 10.15am===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 10.15am

Remember, I've been trained to withstand torture. You have no need to fear. Your secret is safe with me, Tristan....

===9 Sept. 2005 10.16am===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 10.16am

I'm going to be buying you drinks from now until forever, aren't I?

===9 Sept. 2005 10.17am===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Morning after 
Date: 9 Sept. 2005 10.17am

Oh yes.

==Scarlett reports from Tanraga==
--------------

===21 Sept. 2005 9.34pm===

From: [[Scarlett Kiteway]] 
To: [[Sente Kiteway]], [[Violet Kiteway]] 
Subject: Pix! 
Date: 21 Sept. 2005 9.34pm

Hey guys

Just to let you know I'm having a great time! Soooo beautiful here, as you can see from attached pic - it's tiring though... see the tall pine in the distance? That's where we had to get to by nightfall!

Love,
[[Scarlett Kiteway|Scarlett]]

==Caine's Mischief in the Founder's Gallery==
--------------

===23 Sept. 2005 8.38am===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 8.38am

Have you been through Founder's Gallery this morning

===23 Sept. 2005 8.40am===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 8.40am

I'm not telling you. You have to see it for yourself. Seriously. Go now
before they wash it off.

===23 Sept. 2005 9.12am===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 9.12am

That's brilliant! Who did it?

===23 Sept. 2005 9.15am===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 9.15am

If I tell you, are you sure you can keep it to yourself?

===23 Sept. 2005 9.16am===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 9.16am

Of course. Cross my heart and hope to die.

===23 Sept. 2005 9.17am===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 9.17am 

Is that one of your weird Earthisms?

===23 Sept. 2005 9.18am===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 9.18am

Yeah. It means - honestly, I completely promise, I won't tell anyone.

===23 Sept. 2005 9.20am===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 9.20am

OK. It was [[Caine Johansson|Caine]].

===23 Sept. 2005 9.21am===

From: [[Von Lubick]] 
To: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 9.21am

No!!!!!!! How do you know???????

===23 Sept. 2005 9.22am===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Yellow 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 9.22am

Take a look at his hands, boy wonder ;-).

===23 Sept. 2005 9.40am===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: I would say 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 9.40am

That today would be a good day to go back home and call in sick a bit later.
Fortunately for you, only Von and I are in the office so far to see your
telltale fingernails. My advice is, cut them as short as you can and use
McWhirter's Reliable Remover. Old fashioned but it works. It was a nice piece of performance theatre, though.

==Wrapped around her pinky==
--------------

===23 Sept. 2005 11.22am===

From: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Coffee 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 11.22am

Hey - can you be a sweetie and just go out and get me a latte? With a muffin?
Blueberry if possible? And please remember to bring napkins because last time
you forgot.

===23 Sept. 2005 12.34am===

From: [[Anna Heath]] 
To: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
Subject: [[Von Lubik|Von]] 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 12.34pm

Kurt... asking this because I know Von looks up to you. Do you think you could find some way to let him know that getting coffee for Tippy isn't part of his job description? He doesn't need to be rude, just tell her that he has work to be getting on with. I'll have a word with her privately.

===23 Sept. 2005 1.53pm===

From: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: [[Tippy Ankron|Tippy]] 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 1.53pm 

Don't mean to interfere but you know that you don't have to get coffee for Tippy, right? She's perfectly capable of doing it herself.

===23 Sept. 2005 1.57pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Kurt McAllister]] 
Subject: Coffee 
Date: 23 Sept. 2005 1.57pm

<nowiki>:-D</nowiki>. I know, but I guess I'm the office junior so it's kind of my job, right? I mean, she wouldn't ask me if it wasn't, would she? :-).

==Laundry List==
--------------

===29 Sept. 2005 7.15am===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Patrick Azadian]] 
Subject: 
Date: 29 Sept. 2005 7.15am

P -

1. Pls check with CRR et al for status report. 
2. Do we have the agenda for the 3pm [[PCAG]] meeting? 
3. Pls chase [[Estelle Sedgewick|Sedgewick]] for her budget proposals. Again.

S.

===29 Sept. 2005 7.22am===

From: [[Patrick Azadian]] 
To: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
Subject: 
Date: 29 Sept. 2005 7.22am

Agenda is attached. CRR promise to revert shortly. Have chased Sedgewick but don't expect a great deal of joy. Shall I arrange a meeting with [[Roberto Solitano|Solitano]]?

===29 Sept. 2005 7.29am===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Patrick Azadian]] 
Subject: 
Date: 29 Sept. 2005 7.29am

That wd be helpful. Thank you. Today if possible. I may need you this evening as well - CS is looking for a financial report asap.

===29 Sept. 2005 7.32am===

From: [[Patrick Azadian]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Apologies 
Date: 29 Sept. 2005 7.32am

Might have to cancel raquetball tonight - S is trying to churn through some financial stuff today. Can we reschedule?

==Confidential Conscription==
--------------

===29 Sept. 2005 7.38am===

From: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
To: [[Lyssa Ling]] 
Subject: Briefing this afternoon 
Date: 29 Sept. 2005 7.38am

Lyssa -

Could you make time this afternoon for a meeting of the special project
team? We would appreciate your expertise in some areas that are
concerning us. I'm sure I need not remind you that the existence of this
meeting is to be kept strictly confidential. If necessary, I can tell [[Henrik Tanner|Henrik]]
I need you to assist the puzzle scribes. 5pm?

S.

===29 Sept. 2005 9.54am===

From: [[Lyssa Ling]] 
To: [[Sente Kiteway]] 
Subject: Briefing this afternoon 
Date: 29 Sept. 2005 9.54am

Sure. It's no problem re: [[Henrik Tanner|Henrik]].

==Stapler Wars==
--------------

===3 Oct. 2005 1.59pm===

From: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
To: [[Anna Heath]], [[Garnet Reed]], [[Kurt McAllister]], [[Caine Johansson]], [[Von Lubik]], [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
Subject: Stapler 
Date: 3 Oct. 2005 1.59pm

For the last time, PLEASE will you ALL stop taking my stapler!

===3 Oct. 2005 2.04pm===

From: [[Caine Johansson]], 
To: [[Anna Heath]], [[Garnet Reed]], [[Kurt McAllister]], [[Tippy Ankron]], [[Von Lubik]], [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
Subject: Stapler 
Date: 3 Oct. 2005 2.04pm

Nobody's taken your stapler, [[Tippy Ankron|Tipper]]. We've all got our own.

===3 Oct. 2005 2.05pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Anna Heath]], [[Garnet Reed]], [[Kurt McAllister]], [[Caine Johansson]], [[Tippy Ankron]], [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
Subject: Stapler 
Date: 3 Oct. 2005 2.05pm

Maybe it was the janitor?

===3 Oct. 2005 2.06pm===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Stapler 
Date: 3 Oct. 2005 2.06pm

Shhh! Don't give her ideas! She'll only start blaming him instead of us.

===3 Oct. 2005 2.07pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Stapler 
Date: 3 Oct. 2005 2.07pm 

But maybe it really was him? Maybe he put it somewhere out of the way...?

===3 Oct. 2005 2.08pm===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Stapler 
Date: 3 Oct. 2005 2.08pm

It wasn't him.

===3 Oct. 2005 2.09pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Stapler 
Date: 3 Oct. 2005 2.09pm

How do you know?

===3 Oct. 2005 2.10pm===

From: [[Caine Johansson]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]] 
Subject: Stapler 
Date: 3 Oct. 2005 2.10pm

I just know, OK?

===3 Oct. 2005 2.15pm===

From: [[Anna Heath]] 
To: [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Stapler 
Date: 3 Oct. 2005 2.15pm

Put it back. She'll only end up blaming Von again, and you know how he can't say
no to her.

==Tippy Advances, Aiko Recrudesces==
--------------

===7 Oct. 2005 3.23pm===

From: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
To: [[Garnet Reed]] 
Subject: Tonite 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 3.23pm

Hey - Don't suppose you'd fancy getting together after work tonight? Am sooo
exhausted, was thinking just a quiet dinner at [[Melinda]]'s? Just the two of us - I
promise no discussion of work!

Tips

===7 Oct. 2005 3.29pm===

From: [[Garnet Reed]] 
To: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
Subject: Tonight 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 3.29pm

Sorry, I have plans tonight.

===7 Oct. 2005 4.02pm===

From: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]], [[Kurt McAllister]], [[Anna Heath]], [[Aiko Entrescore]], [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Tonite!!! 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 4.02pm

Hey guys - How do you lot fancy a wild night tonight? Dinner at [[Conundra]]? Dancing at [[Didakoi]]? Out till morning? Let's party!

Tips.

===7 Oct. 2005 4.06pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Tippy Ankron]], [[Kurt McAllister]], [[Anna Heath]], [[Aiko Entrescore]], [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Tonite!!! 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 4.06pm

Hey, did you leave Garnet off the list? Shouldn't we ask him too?

===7 Oct. 2005 4.08pm===

From: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
To: [[Von Lubik]], [[Kurt McAllister]], [[Anna Heath]], [[Aiko Entrescore]], [[Caine Johansson]] 
Subject: Tonite!!! 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 4.08pm

No, I think [[Garnet Reed|Mr Chest-full-of-medals]] has more important things to be doing than hanging out with us.

===7 Oct. 2005 4.09pm===

From: [[Von Lubik]] 
To: [[Tippy Ankron]], [[Kurt McAllister]], [[Anna Heath]], [[Aiko Entrescore]], [[Caine Johanssen]] 
Subject: Tonite!!! 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 4.09pm

<nowiki>:-D</nowiki> What did Garnet ever do to you?

===7 Oct. 2005 4.11pm===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
Subject: Tonite!!! 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 4.11pm

[[Tippy Ankron|Tippy]]. I would appreciate it if you did not refer to [[Garnet Reed|Garnet]] in such a disrespectful way. He has been a member of the defence forces of this city for many years, has assisted in the capture of numerous criminals and has been awarded every one of those "chest full of medals" for distinguished service. When you've done anything so worthwhile, you'll have earned the right to criticise.

===7 Oct. 2005 4.13pm===

From: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
To: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
Subject: Tonite!!! 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 4.13pm

Hey! Who tipped your wheel Aiko? Garnet can be a bit stuck-up is all I was trying to say.

===7 Oct. 2005 4.15pm===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
Subject: Tonite!!! 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 4.15pm

Well, don't say it to me.

===7 Oct. 2005 4.17pm===

From: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
To: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
Subject: Tonite!!! 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 4.17pm

What did he ever do for you? You got the hots for him or something?

===7 Oct. 2005 4.24pm===

From: [[Aiko Entrescore]] 
To: [[Tippy Ankron]] 
Subject: Tonite!!! 
Date: 7 Oct. 2005 4.24pm

OK. If you want to know what he did for me, this is it: when I was arrested (remember that? remember how you *didn't* come to see me, send me a message....?) [[Garnet Reed|Garnet]] stayed with me in the police station. He came to see me and talk to me. He helped me find good defence lawyers. And when I was released, he switched apartments with me, so that I didn't have to deal with all that media for a while. OK? That's what he did for me. Come back when you've done as much. Oh, and I won't be coming to dinner this evening.

Tales From Earth:Authors

2005-12-17T10:59:44Z

Cronogenesis: /* Cronogenesis */

Authors should write about a 50 word blurb for themselves. This can be just about anything at all. Who are you? what would you like the worlds to know about you? If you don't write one, someone may be inviteed to write something about you. *cackle* *cackle* *cackle*

== IMPORTANT - PLEASE READ THIS ==

As you may know, to get this book published we need to get each author to sign up to the Creative Commons licencing agreement.

To do this you will need to send an e-mail to Ellen Moriyama containing the following to text as this will then sign you up for the agreement. Without this your work '''CANNOT BE USED.'''

The address to e-mail to is emoriyama'''SPLAT'''seaside-press.com with the subject line including 'Tales from Earth' and your mail should include the following text:

'''I, [insert name here], confirm that the work submitted in my name is licensed to Seaside Press under the terms of the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 2.5 deed (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/2.5/).'''

Can you also cc the e-mail to tales.from.earth'''SPLAT'''gmail.com as well so that we know you have complied and won't spend time chasing you up!

Thanks

SledgeCallier
----

__TOC__

==Editors==
===Centipede===
===Scott===
Scott is an American, fFor which an apology seems appropriate. No sensible cause can be fFound fFor the queer lisp apparent in his writing, though sometimes gothic architecture is to blame. He is proud to drink plenty of hard liquor; He only smokes when on fFire, which as you can imagine is all the time. He has a bit of a fFastener fFetish, loves pirates, bad movies, and pi.

===SledgeCallier===
Having spent his formative years in rural Leicestershire, SledgeCallier was transplanted to Oxford in a failed attempt to absorb knowledge. Instead he found himself working as a Cartographer. After a few years of this Sledgecallier came to his senses and moved into an IT Helpdesk role from where he now hides his powers from the rest of the world.

==Authors==
===Ammonite===
Ammonite (real name Alex Fleetwood) lives in London, England. He works for old media. His favourite things include choral music, Anthony Lane reviews, shingle beaches and beer.

===Coxtin===
Conceived with an unusual amount of purpose and vigour Chris Martin finally arrived into the world after a record six thousand nine hundred and seventy two week gestation period inside his surrogate mother-Daily Mail columnist Melanie Phillips. Standing tall at six foot nine he often strides around London parks mimicking Peter Crouch mimicking John Cleese mimicking Hitler. Attaching loaves of bread to his shoes, elbows and eyes, tourists are often shocked to see a tall man goose-stepping around Hyde park with Ducks, Swans and Chihuahua dogs biting at his flailing arms, legs and head. Academically the man appears to be inconstant however his main ambition when he sat his GCSEs was to spell out the name of his best friend, Adae, with his results. Although this was seen by the London School of Economics and Political Science to be a failure Chris could only see his results as a good thing and wondered if anyone was called Lseps. Frequently bored by his job he can often be found sitting in a second floor office in Blackfriars, in the city of London, making absurd claims about his life-he never tells people about this hobby though as Chris feels that no one would believe him. As far as hobbies go this crab ridden freak of man has few-however he does tie small children to famous buildings. He once tied up Jimmy Cranky to the Taj Mahal. He was greatly distressed to find that Jimmy was not a small child, but just a bit odd. Chris, aged nine, can be easily recognised because he has a head made out of corrugated iron, wood and apples.

===Cronogenesis===

Conogenesis (Jack smith) is a student/giant/pirate from Heanor, Derbyshire. Although living in this area, he is actually a citizen of the nation of Lovely, a small country in the middle of London boasting a population of 52,000. Cron has been searching for the Cube since the early days althought is usually ignored due to his mass speculation. He is best known for his poetry, rather than stories. Some of his better known pieces include "Weather" and "Mr. Moonlight". If you are looking for Cron you will usually find him listening to Viards 'The Silver City' or helping some stranger. He says hello, have a great day and may fortune smile upon you in the future :).

(http://www.citizensrequired.com)

===Duckiemonster===
Duckiemonster is a medical student looking for something to fill the hole in her life left by the recent demise of a three-year relationship. She loves to write, play bass guitar and also runs knitting classes.

===Enigmaster===
Born and currently living on the friendly island of Jersey, Enigmaster (real name Lyle Entwistle) often finds himself cut off from the action surrounding the efforts of the mainland Cube-hunters, but still enjoys the thrill of the (metaphorical) chase. When he's not surfing or solving, he indulges in fresh and varied rock music, gadget shopping and can even be seen attempting a 'normal' teenage social life - with debatable success. Carpe Noctem!

===Fantasticalan===
Fantastic Alan takes absolutely no pride in the ridiclously non-modest nickname he was given once upon a time. Similarly, however, he doesn't attempt to stop its propagation (well, would you?). Hailing from God's own town of Hinckley, in God's own county of Leicestershire (OK, I'll stop there), he isn't yet thirty and might do karaoke if he's drunk enough. He doesn't like cushions.

===Frankie Roberto===
===Forg===
Forg comes from a small little village outside Loughborough in which he has just inhabited. Starting his first year of A levels and spends all of his life either at his wonderful girlfriends house, working or spending huge amount of times sitting here learning about the wonderful world of Perplex City. Being fairly new to the community he is just getting settled into the goings on however he's loving every minute and one day, we will find that cube! The rest of his wonderful life is spent eating sleeping and playing his guitar.

===GasparLewis===
===Gibbet===

The story of Gibbet stretches back over two centuries. In the year 1765 at the crossroads between Coventry and Kenilworth, three scoundrels were hung for murder on a freshly erected gibbet. Flash forward to the present day and this place has become part of the vibrant Warwick University campus. And in 2002, young David Hill enrolled as a fresher. It took a rugby drinking social to notice the connection between his surname and this famous section of campus. But since that day Gibbet he became. Some say that if you listen to him talk you can just about make out the screams for mercy from the condemned men hung there all those years ago. Others just say that he talks rubbish! On a lighter note, he enjoys racket sports, plays trombone and spends far too much time on the computer!

===Hituro===
Hituro is an electronic enigma, a personality created by an out of work web designer with too much time on his hands. When translated into the real world Hituro enjoys reading, writing, roleplaying, gaming and running large multi-player online games which take up entirely too much of his time!

===Josh Black===
===MagikGuy===
MagikGuy (Stefan Marseglia) falls under the Perplexian zodiac sign of "The Apple-Thief" and is currently studying A-Levels at his local Sixth Form in the areas of English Literature, French, General Studies, Information Communication Technology and Sociology. MagikGuy would like to aspire to become a Journalist when he is older and would like to study at Marmalejo College in Perplex City, the same place where Scarlett Kiteway is currently majoring in Journalism. MagikGuy has been a devoted member of the Perplex City phenomenon from early August 2005 and wishes to do his best in order to help out Perplexians by finding the whereabouts of The Receda Cube.

===Katie Goldblatt===
Katie Goldblatt is, at seven years old, one of our youngest participants in the cube retrieval scheme. This brown haired, green eyed young cube hunter goes to St Peter at Gowts in Lincoln and says her most treasured possession is a picture of Scarlett Kiteway that was sent to her by Sente's youngest daughter. Her interests include her baby sister Amy, playing and talking and learning about Perplex City. Her favourite computer games are the SSX series of snowboarding games and Sims 2.
Katie's mum & dad, Nikki Jenkins & James Goldblatt, have been known to join in with cube hunting too! They all play together online as Roxeth.

===MikeyJ===

MikeyJ, was born in Plymouth, UK and is slowly making his way northward. A seasoned porn star (under his full name Michael J Cox), he now intends to turn his hand (and other parts of his anatomy) to more literary pusuits. He hopes you prefer them.

===Mokey F. Rock===
Mokey belly dances and studies Japanese, which (sort of) accounts for her strange hybrid of the two cultures in her story. She believes in literature, the theatre, games, and all forms of healthy entertainment. When she isn't goofing off, Mokey writes and teaches English, which unfortunately does not mean she gets paid to talk about Shakespeare every waking moment -- just some of the time.

===number9dream===
Number9dream (aka Simon Douglas): fondness for flying kites, wearing ladies underwear and drinking espresso. That’s it.

===oliverkeers13===
oliverkeers13: Real name Oliver Keers. This young man started his life of crime early. His most recent, and arguably most infamous, illegal activity was at a recent Cube Hunting event in London, UK, Earth. He beat up several small children, and an elderly couple, in order to obtain exclusive cards. These were held by a secret illegal organisation, prompting much speculation as to his involvement with this organisation. Oliver refuses to comment on this matter.

===Sentinel===
===Specterz===
Erik Nusselder, aka specterz, is from the Netherlands. He is 21 years old, and studying law school. His hobbies are music and tennis.
Although quite new to the Cube Retrieval Team he has been diligently read up on everything, and hope to assist in finding the cube for the people of Perplex City.

===TheBozzball===

TheBozzball is a mathematician with a PhD from the University of Memphis, and is for a very short time working as a Junior Research Fellow at Trinity College, Cambridge before going off to be a quantitative analyst in New York. When not doing mathematics/mind problems, he likes to direct, adapt and perform in theatrical adventures such as his five-man adaptation of Twelfth Night.

===The Unfiction Community===
''See colaborative story fFor this blurb''

===Watusi===
Watusi is a dance or an album by the Wedding Present or a Rwandan tribe, or a small person who got sucked into the whole Perplex City thing and appears to have entirely too much time on her hands.

===Zaeil===

Tales From Earth:Authors

2005-12-16T22:13:20Z

Cronogenesis: /* Cronogenesis */

Authors should write about a 50 word blurb for themselves. This can be just about anything at all. Who are you? what would you like the worlds to know about you? If you don't write one, someone may be inviteed to write something about you. *cackle* *cackle* *cackle*

== IMPORTANT - PLEASE READ THIS ==

As you may know, to get this book published we need to get each author to sign up to the Creative Commons licencing agreement.

To do this you will need to send an e-mail to Ellen Moriyama containing the following to text as this will then sign you up for the agreement. Without this your work '''CANNOT BE USED.'''

The address to e-mail to is emoriyama'''SPLAT'''seaside-press.com with the subject line including 'Tales from Earth' and your mail should include the following text:

'''I, [insert name here], confirm that the work submitted in my name is licensed to Seaside Press under the terms of the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 2.5 deed (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc/2.5/).'''

Can you also cc the e-mail to tales.from.earth'''SPLAT'''gmail.com as well so that we know you have complied and won't spend time chasing you up!

Thanks

SledgeCallier
----

__TOC__

==Editors==
===Centipede===
===Scott===
Scott is an American, fFor which an apology seems appropriate. No sensible cause can be fFound fFor the queer lisp apparent in his writing, though sometimes gothic architecture is to blame. He is proud to drink plenty of hard liquor; He only smokes when on fFire, which as you can imagine is all the time. He has a bit of a fFastener fFetish, loves pirates, bad movies, and pi.

===SledgeCallier===
Having spent his formative years in rural Leicestershire, SledgeCallier was transplanted to Oxford in a failed attempt to absorb knowledge. Instead he found himself working as a Cartographer. After a few years of this Sledgecallier came to his senses and moved into an IT Helpdesk role from where he now hides his powers from the rest of the world.

==Authors==
===Ammonite===
Ammonite (real name Alex Fleetwood) lives in London, England. He works for old media. His favourite things include choral music, Anthony Lane reviews, shingle beaches and beer.

===Coxtin===
Conceived with an unusual amount of purpose and vigour Chris Martin finally arrived into the world after a record six thousand nine hundred and seventy two week gestation period inside his surrogate mother-Daily Mail columnist Melanie Phillips. Standing tall at six foot nine he often strides around London parks mimicking Peter Crouch mimicking John Cleese mimicking Hitler. Attaching loaves of bread to his shoes, elbows and eyes, tourists are often shocked to see a tall man goose-stepping around Hyde park with Ducks, Swans and Chihuahua dogs biting at his flailing arms, legs and head. Academically the man appears to be inconstant however his main ambition when he sat his GCSEs was to spell out the name of his best friend, Adae, with his results. Although this was seen by the London School of Economics and Political Science to be a failure Chris could only see his results as a good thing and wondered if anyone was called Lseps. Frequently bored by his job he can often be found sitting in a second floor office in Blackfriars, in the city of London, making absurd claims about his life-he never tells people about this hobby though as Chris feels that no one would believe him. As far as hobbies go this crab ridden freak of man has few-however he does tie small children to famous buildings. He once tied up Jimmy Cranky to the Taj Mahal. He was greatly distressed to find that Jimmy was not a small child, but just a bit odd. Chris, aged nine, can be easily recognised because he has a head made out of corrugated iron, wood and apples.

===Cronogenesis===

Conogenesis (Jack smith) is a student/giant/pirate from Heanor, Derbyshire. Although living in this area, he is actually a citizen of the nation of Lovely, a small country in the middle of London boasting a population of 52,000. Cron has been searching for the Cube since the early days althought is usually ignored due to his mass speculation. He is best known for his poetry, rather than stories. Some of his better known pieces include "Weather" and "Mr. Moonlight". If you are looking for Cron you will usually find him listening to Viards 'The Silver City' or helping some stranger. He says hello, have a great day and may fortune smile upon you in the future :).

http://www.citizensrequired.com

===Duckiemonster===
Duckiemonster is a medical student looking for something to fill the hole in her life left by the recent demise of a three-year relationship. She loves to write, play bass guitar and also runs knitting classes.

===Enigmaster===
Born and currently living on the friendly island of Jersey, Enigmaster (real name Lyle Entwistle) often finds himself cut off from the action surrounding the efforts of the mainland Cube-hunters, but still enjoys the thrill of the (metaphorical) chase. When he's not surfing or solving, he indulges in fresh and varied rock music, gadget shopping and can even be seen attempting a 'normal' teenage social life - with debatable success. Carpe Noctem!

===Fantasticalan===
Fantastic Alan takes absolutely no pride in the ridiclously non-modest nickname he was given once upon a time. Similarly, however, he doesn't attempt to stop its propagation (well, would you?). Hailing from God's own town of Hinckley, in God's own county of Leicestershire (OK, I'll stop there), he isn't yet thirty and might do karaoke if he's drunk enough. He doesn't like cushions.

===Frankie Roberto===
===Forg===
Forg comes from a small little village outside Loughborough in which he has just inhabited. Starting his first year of A levels and spends all of his life either at his wonderful girlfriends house, working or spending huge amount of times sitting here learning about the wonderful world of Perplex City. Being fairly new to the community he is just getting settled into the goings on however he's loving every minute and one day, we will find that cube! The rest of his wonderful life is spent eating sleeping and playing his guitar.

===GasparLewis===
===Gibbet===

The story of Gibbet stretches back over two centuries. In the year 1765 at the crossroads between Coventry and Kenilworth, three scoundrels were hung for murder on a freshly erected gibbet. Flash forward to the present day and this place has become part of the vibrant Warwick University campus. And in 2002, young David Hill enrolled as a fresher. It took a rugby drinking social to notice the connection between his surname and this famous section of campus. But since that day Gibbet he became. Some say that if you listen to him talk you can just about make out the screams for mercy from the condemned men hung there all those years ago. Others just say that he talks rubbish! On a lighter note, he enjoys racket sports, plays trombone and spends far too much time on the computer!

===Hituro===
Hituro is an electronic enigma, a personality created by an out of work web designer with too much time on his hands. When translated into the real world Hituro enjoys reading, writing, roleplaying, gaming and running large multi-player online games which take up entirely too much of his time!

===Josh Black===
===MagikGuy===
MagikGuy (Stefan Marseglia) falls under the Perplexian zodiac sign of "The Apple-Thief" and is currently studying A-Levels at his local Sixth Form in the areas of English Literature, French, General Studies, Information Communication Technology and Sociology. MagikGuy would like to aspire to become a Journalist when he is older and would like to study at Marmalejo College in Perplex City, the same place where Scarlett Kiteway is currently majoring in Journalism. MagikGuy has been a devoted member of the Perplex City phenomenon from early August 2005 and wishes to do his best in order to help out Perplexians by finding the whereabouts of The Receda Cube.

===Katie Goldblatt===
Katie Goldblatt is, at seven years old, one of our youngest participants in the cube retrieval scheme. This brown haired, green eyed young cube hunter goes to St Peter at Gowts in Lincoln and says her most treasured possession is a picture of Scarlett Kiteway that was sent to her by Sente's youngest daughter. Her interests include her baby sister Amy, playing and talking and learning about Perplex City. Her favourite computer games are the SSX series of snowboarding games and Sims 2.
Katie's mum & dad, Nikki Jenkins & James Goldblatt, have been known to join in with cube hunting too! They all play together online as Roxeth.

===MikeyJ===

MikeyJ, was born in Plymouth, UK and is slowly making his way northward. A seasoned porn star (under his full name Michael J Cox), he now intends to turn his hand (and other parts of his anatomy) to more literary pusuits. He hopes you prefer them.

===Mokey F. Rock===
Mokey belly dances and studies Japanese, which (sort of) accounts for her strange hybrid of the two cultures in her story. She believes in literature, the theatre, games, and all forms of healthy entertainment. When she isn't goofing off, Mokey writes and teaches English, which unfortunately does not mean she gets paid to talk about Shakespeare every waking moment -- just some of the time.

===number9dream===
Number9dream (aka Simon Douglas): fondness for flying kites, wearing ladies underwear and drinking espresso. That’s it.

===oliverkeers13===
oliverkeers13: Real name Oliver Keers. This young man started his life of crime early. His most recent, and arguably most infamous, illegal activity was at a recent Cube Hunting event in London, UK, Earth. He beat up several small children, and an elderly couple, in order to obtain exclusive cards. These were held by a secret illegal organisation, prompting much speculation as to his involvement with this organisation. Oliver refuses to comment on this matter.

===Sentinel===
===Specterz===
Erik Nusselder, aka specterz, is from the Netherlands. He is 21 years old, and studying law school. His hobbies are music and tennis.
Although quite new to the Cube Retrieval Team he has been diligently read up on everything, and hope to assist in finding the cube for the people of Perplex City.

===TheBozzball===

TheBozzball is a mathematician with a PhD from the University of Memphis, and is for a very short time working as a Junior Research Fellow at Trinity College, Cambridge before going off to be a quantitative analyst in New York. When not doing mathematics/mind problems, he likes to direct, adapt and perform in theatrical adventures such as his five-man adaptation of Twelfth Night.

===The Unfiction Community===
''See colaborative story fFor this blurb''

===Watusi===
Watusi is a dance or an album by the Wedding Present or a Rwandan tribe, or a small person who got sucked into the whole Perplex City thing and appears to have entirely too much time on her hands.

Tales From Earth:The Rebel Pirate

2005-12-14T15:47:26Z

Cronogenesis: /* The Rebel Pirate */

Us cube hunters on earth are fascinated with the puzzle cards crafted by the scribes at the academy, so we have decided to set you one or two puzzles of our own to say thanks.

== The Rebel Pirate ==

'''By Jack Smith AKA Cronogenesis '''

Captain Crono paced up and down the deck, looking at the scallywags, each more scurvy than the last. He stared all three of them in the eyes to find a sign of weakness but not gave in to the piercing eyes. One of these men had stolen 100 Pieces of Eight from the ships hold and would suffer the punishment of walking the plank. Now like all good pirates, they stuck together until all of them would have to be let go. Two of them would be complete liars, never telling the truth to any questions, while one would tell the truth to any question. They would only answer a yes/no question and they would only answer one question each. Now if the thief was one of the liars, and you didn’t know which two pirates were lying, what question would ye ask them to find the culprit?

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'''Solution:'''

You would ask 1 and 2 if 3 stole the booty. If they both answer yes then 3 is the truth teller. If this is the case you would ask number 3 if the first pirate stole the booty. If he answers yes, number 1 is the culprit. If he answers no, number 2 is the culprit.

If both pirates disagree, then one of them is telling the truth. If this is the case you would ask the third pirate (A liar) if he stole the booty. If he answers yes, then the then the pirate who originally answered yes is the culprit. If he answers no then he himself is the culprit.

Tales From Earth

2005-12-13T16:05:31Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

==General==

*[[Violet Kiteway]] wants us to write a book for her.
*She plans to have it published by [[Seaside Press]].
*Once it's published, she can use her credentials as a published author to get access to the diary of [[Anthony Granier]]

===References===
*article, 05-DEC-05 "[[Seaside Press|Seaside]] Announces Plan to Release [[Tales From Earth|Earth Anthology]]" ([http://www.perplexcitysentinel.com/archives/2005/12/seaside_announc.html link])

==Requirements==
*<BIG><BIG>'''Deadline For Entries Is December 16th!!'''</BIG></BIG>
*Entries should be themed: '''Games'''
*Use this page as an index of other pages.
**For example, if Sente were to write a piece on his family, he might format it like so:
'''[[Tales From Earth:Kiteway Crazies]] - [[User:Sente]] 28-NOV-05, 5000 words'''
A short treatise on my lunatic daughters, both of whom cavort with strangers.

*'''Also note: Authors should collect their blurbs here:'''
**'''[[Tales From Earth:Authors]]'''

--------------------------

==Index of articles==

'''[[Tales From Earth:Which is Better]] - [[User:Ryan Andrew]] 13-DEC-05, 701 words Editor:Centipede'''
Brains vs Brawn.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Assignment]] - [[User:Enigmaster]] 29-NOV-05, 1337 words (:D) Editor:Centipede'''
A short story, illustrating one of the many pressures of student life.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Coffee Addiction]] - [[User:Coxtin]] 29-NOV-05, 1081 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A NON_AUTOBIOGRAHPICAL story about a man who loves coffee.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Carnival of Monsters]] - [[User:MikeyJ]] 07-DEC-05, 192 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
An excuse to insult people.

'''[http://forums.unfiction.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=13305 Tales From Earth:Collaborative Effort] - The Unfiction Community 6,800+ words Editor:Scott'''
''(A work in progress - A proper title is to be deteremined.)''
This story is being written and assembled by a volunteer collection of forumers.
''[[Tales From Earth:Collaborative]] -- This is presently work-space. The final product is some way off.''

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Games We Play]] - [[User:Duckiemonster]] 11-DEC-05, 450 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A chance encounter

'''[[Tales From Earth:Draco Venatio]] - [[User:Scott]] 01-DEC-05, 2100+ words Editor:Centipede'''
Dragons play games, the likes of which no man has any business playing.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Expedition]] - [[User:Forg]] 29-NOV-05, 1290 words Editor:Centipede'''
Another day comes, another day goes...

'''[[Tales From Earth:Games-Sports-Ultimate Frisbee]] - [[User:kobeyu]] and ??? 01-DEC-05, 614 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
''(Abandoned -- feel free to finish it - A work in progress)''
A description of one of Earth's newer sports.

'''[[Tales From Earth:ilovenatalie.exe]] - [[User:GasparLewis]] 2-DEC-05, 1300 words and a big pile of numbers Editor:Centipede'''
William's girlfriend is missing, and somebody planned it.
Can he solve his way to her rescue? Or rather... ''can you?''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Kabuki Belly Dancer]] - [[User:Mokey F. Rock]] 08-DEC-05, 2584 words Editor:Centipede'''
A short story of escaping reality.

'''[[Tales From Earth:DVD Games]] - [[User:MagikGuy]] 9-DEC-05, 1600 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A review of the Harry Potter 'Scene it?' DVD game.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The London 2012 Olympic Bid]] - [[User:Frankie Roberto]] 3-DEC-05, 1000 words Editor:Centipede'''
An article on London's successful 2012 Olympic Bid.
''(comments, feedback and proof-reading welcome)''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Moonbeam]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 06-DEC-05, 2,087 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A stranger a letter and an ancient coin... A rewriting of part one an old series I once wrote and did noting with.

'''[[Tales From Earth: The night]] - [[User:Specterz]] 29-NOV-05, 500 words Editor:Centipede'''
A little rant about nights on Earth.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Number Cruncher]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 07-DEC-05, 0 words, lots of 0's and 1's (Not really)Edited by SledgeCallier'''
A nice little binary puzzle I quickly wrote. The code should work but feel free to check it.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Perplex City D20 Module]] - [[User:Scott]] 01-DEC-05, 0 words'''
''(A work in progress)''
A role playing game module based in Perplex City.

'''[[Tales From Earth:peta]] - [[User:Coxtin]] 29-NOV-05, 1225 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A story in which a monkey gives relationship advice which is unwelcome

'''[[Tales From Earth:people games]] - [[User:Hituro]] 11-DEC-05, 2000 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
Playing games with People

'''[[Tales From Earth:Ramblerhymes I and II]] - [[User:GasparLewis]] 29-NOV-05, 1000+ words Editor:Centipede'''
A free-form, semi-poignant tirade about nothing... in a good way.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Reality? Virtually!]] - [[User:Sentinel]] 28-NOV-05, 2581 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A discussion of the ever blurring boundaries between reality and the world of gaming.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Spay's Invaders]] - [[User:Gibbet]] 09-DEC-05, 1331 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
This is not a game!

'''[[Tales From Earth:Tower of Cards]] - [[User:Gibbet]] 04-DEC-05, 1242 words Editor:Centipede'''
A story of persistence to fulfill a lifelong dream.
''(Feedback will be welcomed)''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Tuberunning]] - [[User:ammonite]] 03-DEC-05, 866 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
London is a game. In many ways. This is about a few of them.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Where's My Meniscus and other time wasters]] - [[User:TheBozzball]] 02-DEC-05, 3186 words Editor:Centipede'''
A description of the games played by a group of people in a place.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Chanko-nabe]] - [[User:ammonite]] 09-DEC-05, 6583 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A girl who fell in love with a sumo-wrestler.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Rebel Pirate]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 11-DEC-05, 271 words Editor:SledgeCallier
Somebodys stolen the ships booty! But who is the culprit?

'''[[Tales From Earth:Pawn]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 11-DEC-05, Illustration
Lone pawn on a chessboard, watched by more powerful pieces. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Hide and Seek Peek]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 11-DEC-05, Illustration
Peeking while others hide. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:To Epiphany and Beyond...!]] - [[User:fantasticalan]] 12-DEC-05, 847 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
Fantastic Alan guides you through the Christmas Games Season here in the UK.

Tales From Earth

2005-12-13T14:31:00Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

==General==

*[[Violet Kiteway]] wants us to write a book for her.
*She plans to have it published by [[Seaside Press]].
*Once it's published, she can use her credentials as a published author to get access to the diary of [[Anthony Granier]]

===References===
*article, 05-DEC-05 "[[Seaside Press|Seaside]] Announces Plan to Release [[Tales From Earth|Earth Anthology]]" ([http://www.perplexcitysentinel.com/archives/2005/12/seaside_announc.html link])

==Requirements==
*<BIG><BIG>'''Deadline For Entries Is December 16th!!'''</BIG></BIG>
*Entries should be themed: '''Games'''
*Use this page as an index of other pages.
**For example, if Sente were to write a piece on his family, he might format it like so:
'''[[Tales From Earth:Kiteway Crazies]] - [[User:Sente]] 28-NOV-05, 5000 words'''
A short treatise on my lunatic daughters, both of whom cavort with strangers.

*'''Also note: Authors should collect their blurbs here:'''
**'''[[Tales From Earth:Authors]]'''

--------------------------

==Index of articles==

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Assignment]] - [[User:Enigmaster]] 29-NOV-05, 1337 words (:D) Editor:Centipede'''
A short story, illustrating one of the many pressures of student life.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Coffee Addiction]] - [[User:Coxtin]] 29-NOV-05, 1081 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A NON_AUTOBIOGRAHPICAL story about a man who loves coffee.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Carnival of Monsters]] - [[User:MikeyJ]] 07-DEC-05, 192 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
An excuse to insult people.

'''[http://forums.unfiction.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=13305 Tales From Earth:Collaborative Effort] - The Unfiction Community 6,800+ words Editor:Scott'''
''(A work in progress - A proper title is to be deteremined.)''
This story is being written and assembled by a volunteer collection of forumers.
''[[Tales From Earth:Collaborative]] -- This is presently work-space. The final product is some way off.''

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Games We Play]] - [[User:Duckiemonster]] 11-DEC-05, 450 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A chance encounter

'''[[Tales From Earth:Draco Venatio]] - [[User:Scott]] 01-DEC-05, 2100+ words Editor:Centipede'''
Dragons play games, the likes of which no man has any business playing.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Expedition]] - [[User:Forg]] 29-NOV-05, 1290 words Editor:Centipede'''
Another day comes, another day goes...

'''[[Tales From Earth:Games-Sports-Ultimate Frisbee]] - [[User:kobeyu]] and ??? 01-DEC-05, 614 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
''(Abandoned -- feel free to finish it - A work in progress)''
A description of one of Earth's newer sports.

'''[[Tales From Earth:ilovenatalie.exe]] - [[User:GasparLewis]] 2-DEC-05, 1300 words and a big pile of numbers Editor:Centipede'''
William's girlfriend is missing, and somebody planned it.
Can he solve his way to her rescue? Or rather... ''can you?''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Kabuki Belly Dancer]] - [[User:Mokey F. Rock]] 08-DEC-05, 2584 words Editor:Centipede'''
A short story of escaping reality.

'''[[Tales From Earth:DVD Games]] - [[User:MagikGuy]] 9-DEC-05, 1600 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A review of the Harry Potter 'Scene it?' DVD game.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The London 2012 Olympic Bid]] - [[User:Frankie Roberto]] 3-DEC-05, 1000 words Editor:Centipede'''
An article on London's successful 2012 Olympic Bid.
''(comments, feedback and proof-reading welcome)''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Moonbeam]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 06-DEC-05, 2,087 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A stranger a letter and an ancient coin... A rewriting of part one an old series I once wrote and did noting with.

'''[[Tales From Earth: The night]] - [[User:Specterz]] 29-NOV-05, 500 words Editor:Centipede'''
A little rant about nights on Earth.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Number Cruncher]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 07-DEC-05, 0 words, lots of 0's and 1's (Not really)Edited by SledgeCallier'''
A nice little binary puzzle I quickly wrote. The code should work but feel free to check it.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Perplex City D20 Module]] - [[User:Scott]] 01-DEC-05, 0 words'''
''(A work in progress)''
A role playing game module based in Perplex City.

'''[[Tales From Earth:peta]] - [[User:Coxtin]] 29-NOV-05, 1225 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A story in which a monkey gives relationship advice which is unwelcome

'''[[Tales From Earth:people games]] - [[User:Hituro]] 11-DEC-05, 2000 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
Playing games with People

'''[[Tales From Earth:Ramblerhymes I and II]] - [[User:GasparLewis]] 29-NOV-05, 1000+ words Editor:Centipede'''
A free-form, semi-poignant tirade about nothing... in a good way.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Reality? Virtually!]] - [[User:Sentinel]] 28-NOV-05, 2581 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A discussion of the ever blurring boundaries between reality and the world of gaming.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Spay's Invaders]] - [[User:Gibbet]] 09-DEC-05, 1331 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
This is not a game!

'''[[Tales From Earth:Tower of Cards]] - [[User:Gibbet]] 04-DEC-05, 1242 words Editor:Centipede'''
A story of persistence to fulfill a lifelong dream.
''(Feedback will be welcomed)''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Tuberunning]] - [[User:ammonite]] 03-DEC-05, 866 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
London is a game. In many ways. This is about a few of them.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Where's My Meniscus and other time wasters]] - [[User:TheBozzball]] 02-DEC-05, 3186 words Editor:Centipede'''
A description of the games played by a group of people in a place.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Chanko-nabe]] - [[User:ammonite]] 09-DEC-05, 6583 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A girl who fell in love with a sumo-wrestler.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Rebel Pirate]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 11-DEC-05, 271 words Editor:SledgeCallier
Somebodys stolen the ships booty! But who is the culprit?

'''[[Tales From Earth:Pawn]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 11-DEC-05, Illustration
Lone pawn on a chessboard, watched by more powerful pieces. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Hide and Seek Peek]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 11-DEC-05, Illustration
Peeking while others hide. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:To Epiphany and Beyond...!]] - [[User:fantasticalan]] 12-DEC-05, 847 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
Fantastic Alan guides you through the Christmas Games Season here in the UK.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Triad]] [[User:Cronogenesis]] 13-DEC-05, X words 4632 didgits
A stray email is picked up on Kurt's key, but what does it say?

Tales From Earth

2005-12-13T14:30:05Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

==General==

*[[Violet Kiteway]] wants us to write a book for her.
*She plans to have it published by [[Seaside Press]].
*Once it's published, she can use her credentials as a published author to get access to the diary of [[Anthony Granier]]

===References===
*article, 05-DEC-05 "[[Seaside Press|Seaside]] Announces Plan to Release [[Tales From Earth|Earth Anthology]]" ([http://www.perplexcitysentinel.com/archives/2005/12/seaside_announc.html link])

==Requirements==
*<BIG><BIG>'''Deadline For Entries Is December 16th!!'''</BIG></BIG>
*Entries should be themed: '''Games'''
*Use this page as an index of other pages.
**For example, if Sente were to write a piece on his family, he might format it like so:
'''[[Tales From Earth:Kiteway Crazies]] - [[User:Sente]] 28-NOV-05, 5000 words'''
A short treatise on my lunatic daughters, both of whom cavort with strangers.

*'''Also note: Authors should collect their blurbs here:'''
**'''[[Tales From Earth:Authors]]'''

--------------------------

==Index of articles==

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Assignment]] - [[User:Enigmaster]] 29-NOV-05, 1337 words (:D) Editor:Centipede'''
A short story, illustrating one of the many pressures of student life.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Coffee Addiction]] - [[User:Coxtin]] 29-NOV-05, 1081 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A NON_AUTOBIOGRAHPICAL story about a man who loves coffee.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Carnival of Monsters]] - [[User:MikeyJ]] 07-DEC-05, 192 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
An excuse to insult people.

'''[http://forums.unfiction.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=13305 Tales From Earth:Collaborative Effort] - The Unfiction Community 6,800+ words Editor:Scott'''
''(A work in progress - A proper title is to be deteremined.)''
This story is being written and assembled by a volunteer collection of forumers.
''[[Tales From Earth:Collaborative]] -- This is presently work-space. The final product is some way off.''

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Games We Play]] - [[User:Duckiemonster]] 11-DEC-05, 450 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A chance encounter

'''[[Tales From Earth:Draco Venatio]] - [[User:Scott]] 01-DEC-05, 2100+ words Editor:Centipede'''
Dragons play games, the likes of which no man has any business playing.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Expedition]] - [[User:Forg]] 29-NOV-05, 1290 words Editor:Centipede'''
Another day comes, another day goes...

'''[[Tales From Earth:Games-Sports-Ultimate Frisbee]] - [[User:kobeyu]] and ??? 01-DEC-05, 614 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
''(Abandoned -- feel free to finish it - A work in progress)''
A description of one of Earth's newer sports.

'''[[Tales From Earth:ilovenatalie.exe]] - [[User:GasparLewis]] 2-DEC-05, 1300 words and a big pile of numbers Editor:Centipede'''
William's girlfriend is missing, and somebody planned it.
Can he solve his way to her rescue? Or rather... ''can you?''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Kabuki Belly Dancer]] - [[User:Mokey F. Rock]] 08-DEC-05, 2584 words Editor:Centipede'''
A short story of escaping reality.

'''[[Tales From Earth:DVD Games]] - [[User:MagikGuy]] 9-DEC-05, 1600 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A review of the Harry Potter 'Scene it?' DVD game.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The London 2012 Olympic Bid]] - [[User:Frankie Roberto]] 3-DEC-05, 1000 words Editor:Centipede'''
An article on London's successful 2012 Olympic Bid.
''(comments, feedback and proof-reading welcome)''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Moonbeam]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 06-DEC-05, 2,087 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A stranger a letter and an ancient coin... A rewriting of part one an old series I once wrote and did noting with.

'''[[Tales From Earth: The night]] - [[User:Specterz]] 29-NOV-05, 500 words Editor:Centipede'''
A little rant about nights on Earth.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Number Cruncher]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 07-DEC-05, 0 words, lots of 0's and 1's (Not really)Edited by SledgeCallier'''
A nice little binary puzzle I quickly wrote. The code should work but feel free to check it.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Perplex City D20 Module]] - [[User:Scott]] 01-DEC-05, 0 words'''
''(A work in progress)''
A role playing game module based in Perplex City.

'''[[Tales From Earth:peta]] - [[User:Coxtin]] 29-NOV-05, 1225 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A story in which a monkey gives relationship advice which is unwelcome

'''[[Tales From Earth:people games]] - [[User:Hituro]] 11-DEC-05, 2000 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
Playing games with People

'''[[Tales From Earth:Ramblerhymes I and II]] - [[User:GasparLewis]] 29-NOV-05, 1000+ words Editor:Centipede'''
A free-form, semi-poignant tirade about nothing... in a good way.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Reality? Virtually!]] - [[User:Sentinel]] 28-NOV-05, 2581 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A discussion of the ever blurring boundaries between reality and the world of gaming.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Spay's Invaders]] - [[User:Gibbet]] 09-DEC-05, 1331 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
This is not a game!

'''[[Tales From Earth:Tower of Cards]] - [[User:Gibbet]] 04-DEC-05, 1242 words Editor:Centipede'''
A story of persistence to fulfill a lifelong dream.
''(Feedback will be welcomed)''

'''[[Tales From Earth:Tuberunning]] - [[User:ammonite]] 03-DEC-05, 866 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
London is a game. In many ways. This is about a few of them.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Where's My Meniscus and other time wasters]] - [[User:TheBozzball]] 02-DEC-05, 3186 words Editor:Centipede'''
A description of the games played by a group of people in a place.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Chanko-nabe]] - [[User:ammonite]] 09-DEC-05, 6583 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
A girl who fell in love with a sumo-wrestler.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Rebel Pirate]] - [[User:Cronogenesis]] 11-DEC-05, 271 words Editor:SledgeCallier
Somebodys stolen the ships booty! But who is the culprit?

'''[[Tales From Earth:Pawn]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 11-DEC-05, Illustration
Lone pawn on a chessboard, watched by more powerful pieces. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:Hide and Seek Peek]] - [[User:Zaeil]] 11-DEC-05, Illustration
Peeking while others hide. Black and white illustration.

'''[[Tales From Earth:To Epiphany and Beyond...!]] - [[User:fantasticalan]] 12-DEC-05, 847 words Editor:SledgeCallier'''
Fantastic Alan guides you through the Christmas Games Season here in the UK.

'''[[Tales From Earth:The Triad- [[User:Cronogenesis]] 13-DEC-05, X words 4632 didgits
A stray email is picked up on Kurt's key, but what does it say?

Tales From Earth:Number Cruncher

2005-12-13T07:36:07Z

Cronogenesis: /* Number Cruncher */

Us cube hunters on earth are fascinated with the puzzle cards crafted by the scribes at the academy, so we have decided to set you one or two puzzles of our own to say thanks.

== Number Cruncher ==
'''By Jack Smith AKA Cronogenesis'''

01010011
01110101
01101101
00100000
01101111
01100110
00100000
01110100
01101000
01100101
00100000
01100100
01101001
01100111
01101001
01110100
01110011
00100000
01110100
01101001
01101101
01100101
01110011
00100000
01110100
01101000
01100101
00100000
01101110
01110101
01101101
01100010
01100101
01110010
00100000
01101111
01100110
00100000
01111010
01100101
01110010
01101111
01110011
00100000
01101101
01101001
01101110
01110101
01110011
00100000
01110100
01101000
01100101
00100000
01101110
01110101
01101101
01100010
01100101
01110010
00100000
01101111
01100110
00100000
01100100
01101001
01100111
01101001
01110100
01110011
00101110

----

'''Extra info.''' Ive wrote this myself. It shoud decypher as "Sum of the digits times the number of zeros minus the number of digits".

The should give 266 * 302 - 568 = 79764

-----

cronogenesis-- I spotted an error. In your solution, you had 226, it should have been 266, which it is now. Everything else works out. Cheers [[User:Scott|Scott]]

Tales From Earth:The Rebel Pirate

2005-12-13T07:35:53Z

Cronogenesis: /* The Rebel Pirate */

Us cube hunters on earth are fascinated with the puzzle cards crafted by the scribes at the academy, so we have decided to set you one or two puzzles of our own to say thanks.

== The Rebel Pirate ==

'''By Jack Smith AKA Cronogenesis '''

Captain Crono paced up and down the deck, looking at the scallywags, each more scurvy than the last. He stared all three of them in the eyes to find a sign of weakness but not gave in to the piercing eyes. One of these men had stolen 100 Pieces of Eight from the ships hold and would suffer the punishment of walking the plank. Now like all good pirates, they stuck together until all of them would have to be let go. Two of them would be complete liars, never telling the truth to any questions, while one would tell the truth to any question. They would only answer a yes/no question and they would only answer one question each. Now if the thief was one of the liars, and you didn’t know which two pirates were lying, what question would ye ask them to find the culprit?

----

'''Solution:'''

You would ask 1 and 2 if 3 stole the booty. If they both answer no, 3 is the culprit. If they both answer yes then 3 is the truth teller. If this is the case you would ask number 3 if the first pirate stole the booty. If he answers yes, number 1 is the culprit. If he answers no, number 2 is the culprit.

If both pirates disagree, then one of them is telling the truth. If this is the case you would ask the third pirate (A liar) if he stole the booty. If he answers yes, then the then the pirate who originally answered yes is the culprit. If he answers no then he himself is the culprit.

Tales From Earth:The Rebel Pirate

2005-12-11T15:27:59Z

Cronogenesis:

== The Rebel Pirate ==

'''By Jack Smith AKA Cronogenesis '''

Captain Crono paced up and down the deck, looking at the scallywags, each more scurvy than the last. He stared all three of them in the eyes to find a sign of weakness but not gave in to the piercing eyes. One of these men had stolen 100 Pieces of Eight from the ships hold and would suffer the punishment of walking the plank. Now like all good pirates, they stuck together until all of them would have to be let go. Two of them would be complete liars, never telling the truth to any questions, while one would tell the truth to any question. They would only answer a yes/no question and they would only answer one question each. Now if the thief was one of the liars, and you didn’t know which two pirates were lying, what question would ye ask them to find the culprit?

----

'''Solution:'''

You would ask 1 and 2 if 3 stole the booty. If they both answer no, 3 is the culprit. If they both answer yes then 3 is the truth teller. If this is the case you would ask number 3 if the first pirate stole the booty. If he answers yes, number 1 is the culprit. If he answers no, number 2 is the culprit.

If both pirates disagree, then one of them is telling the truth. If this is the case you would ask the third pirate (A liar) if he stole the booty. If he answers yes, then the then the pirate who originally answered yes is the culprit. If he answers no then he himself is the culprit.

Tales From Earth

2005-12-11T15:26:10Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

Tales From Earth

2005-12-11T15:25:53Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

Tales From Earth

2005-12-11T15:25:28Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

Tales From Earth:Authors

2005-12-10T12:28:20Z

Cronogenesis: /* Specterz */

User:Cronogenesis

2005-12-09T18:56:35Z

Cronogenesis:

Tales From Earth:Authors

2005-12-09T16:37:52Z

Cronogenesis: /* Cronogenesis */

Tales From Earth:Number Cruncher

2005-12-07T16:28:14Z

Cronogenesis:

== Number Cruncher ==
'''By Jack Smith AKA Cronogenesis'''

01010011
01110101
01101101
00100000
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----
'''Extra info.''' Ive wrote this myself. It shoud decypher as "Sum of the digits times the number of zeros minus the number of digits".

The should give 226 * 302 - 568 = 79764

Tales From Earth

2005-12-07T16:19:37Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

Tales From Earth

2005-12-07T16:18:11Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

Tales From Earth:Moonbeam

2005-12-06T17:36:06Z

Cronogenesis: /* Moonbeam */

== Moonbeam == '''By Jack Smith aka Cronogenesis'''

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

A lone figure sat on the banks, throwing stones at the lake, which
skipped along the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden
depths. Once the small pile of pebbles had depleted, the man reached
into the pocket of his denim jeans and emerged with a bronze coin and
began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air, before catching it
between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

The man stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the
coin and smiled. He picked up the small brown satchel beside him and began his descent down the slope from which he had come from.

----

It began a month ago, when the stranger arrived. There weren't many
visitors to Llanfachraeth, so any outsider was a sight for the
villagers, but the Stranger… He was different. Every morning he would
shuffle out of Mr and Mrs Jones' house (As this was where he was
lodging), down the cobbled road to the square, where he would sit all
day, never moving, never speaking, never acknowledging another soul
that passed. Then, once the sun had set, he would pick up his walking
stick, and begin the journey back to his room with the Baker and his
wife. Of course there were stories about him. Some said he came
looking for a lost relative, some say he was working for the
government, while a select few believed that he was a ghost who
couldn't let go of the past. But as swiftly as he had arrived, he
disappeared again into the night, leaving no trace, apart from that
letter…

Felix looked at the letter again, but his expression remained as
baffled as before.

''Dear Mr Felix.''

''I cannot explain why but I need your urgent help. We don't have long''
''left. I cannot go into detail here but use the coin to find me… Please''
''keep this information to yourself.''

It was singed on the bottom but not be any language or style Felix
Knew. In the bottom left corner were scribbled the initials ''R.A.S.B''
Also in the envelope was a small bronze coin. It had sixteen sides and
a similar shape cut out of the middle. On one side there was an
intricately woven pattern on the bronze, filled with twisting and
turning lines. The other site once contained the letters, GIVJRUUWVU KFDS.

Lynda pinched the coin out of Felix's hand.

"Isn't it obvious?" she proclaimed

"If it was obvious I would have figured it out by now!" Felix replied.

"Look here", she thrust her finger at the scribbled initials, "R.A.S.B
or rather RA and SB. It's a simple code R=A S=B T=C and so on. Even
little Jamie from down the road could solve that!"
"No he couldn't, he can't even read!"

"Excuses, excuses. Typical of you Felix. Anyway, let's get decoding!"
After half an hour and much scribbling, they finally finished the decoding.

"So GIVJRUUWVU KFDS becomes PRESADDFED TOMB. That's a few miles away isn't it?"

"My my Felix, you are getting clever now aren't you? You should slow
down before you're too smart for your own good!" Felix turned his back
on Lynda and gave a predominant, "Humph!"

"Err, Lynda I gotta go"

"To Presaddfed right?"

"No! And anyway, why would you care?"

"I take that as a yes then. I wont try and stop you, I know how much
of a stubborn git you are", Lynda chuckled, "Just make sure you take
some food with you."

"You're not my mother you know. I’m twenty one, not two."

"Somebody's gotta take care of you, your hopeless without somebody to
watch your back", she winked and chuckled again. "Anyway it will be
dark soon why not head out tomorrow, I will bring some sandwiches
around for you."

The golden sun began to slowly rise from its bed, banishing the
darkness from the sky. Felix took one last look at the small cluster
of red brick houses, the green square where the man had once sat upon
the stone monument, the bakers where the aromatic scent of fresh bread
arose even the heaviest sleeper and the hutches, where Patrick kept
the small brown and grey rabbits he bread to sell on as pets in the
nearby town. For about a mile Felix would follow the road along the
farmland. The crop this time of year was a bumper golden. The never
ending fields of corn stretched across the fences as they swayed in
the wind. Other fields contained mountains of fodder, ready for the
frosty winter that was predicted to arrive in a few months. Next to
them was a stray goat, cut off from the pack while guzzling the grass.
As he left the farmland, Flex was greeted by the towering hills,
covered in a luscious green. A cold grey rock spiked out of the side
of the third hill, while a flock of sheep rested on the fifth.

After an hour the trail ended. For the last part of the journey, Felix
would have to hike through the hills. He stood at the base as the
wound engulfed the view ahead. He took a swig of his water and started
his climb.

At noon, he reached the summit, and finally saw the spectacular view.
From here he could see the whole valley. To the south the cluster of
houses from which he had came from, to the north was Presaddfed, a
small market town hustling and bustling as the farmers try to sell
their produce to the locals. A few hundred meters away was the tombs.
Six stone mounds said to hold the remains of stone-age warriors. Felix
sat down and took the sandwich Lynda made out his small brown satchel
and enjoyed the glistening view.

After half an hour, Felix finally arrived at Presaddfed Tombs. The
tombs were a popular tourist attraction, although Felix had never been
himself. The site consisted of six stone mounds, one to the north, one
to the east, two to the south and a final two to the east. Only the
southernmost tomb remained in perfect shape while the others had
toppled after thousands of years. Felix walked up to the information
sign:

Welcome to Presaddfed Tombs

''Presaddfed tombs were constructed over 4000 years ago by a stone-age settlement…''

Felix Read on

''A number of runes have been found inside each of the ruins, perhaps a''
''key to who one lay there, but these do not follow the usual''
''translations and have yet to be deciphered.''

Below was a list of the runes:

''North: KIVRJLIV''

''East: NRKVI''

''South: SZX, DFFE''

''West: YFCV, XLRIU''

''It is believed that there was once a shrine in the centre of the site,''
''where the warriors used to worship the elements. They would use a''
''prayer similar to this:''

''Praise the SKY that brings us the sun''

''Praise the EARTH which grows our crops''

''Praise the WATER which lets us drink''

''And the SKY that brings the water to the land.''

''The WATER brings us fish to eat.''

''Praise NAGI, god of gods, it is he who watches man.''

Felix began to skim through the text until he saw something that struck him.

''The leader of this clan was believed to be called Rasb.''

"Rasb eh?” Felix thought to himself, "Perhaps Lynda's code might
work, well if I knew what order to read the runes in."

He read the sign again, and stopped at the worship rituals. "Perhaps…
Just perhaps this is the key. What if each line referred to a shrine?
Sky, Earth, Water, Sky, Water, Nagi. If we take the first letter, we
get the compass points. S E W S W N." Felix scribbled his idea on his
notepad and began to decipher the runes. After an hour of deciphering
using ARBS, he got his message. SZX NRKVI YFCV DFFE XLRIU KIVRJLIV or
BIG WATER HOLE MOON GUARD TREASURE.

He took out the map that Lynda had given him and looked around. "A big
water hole, I'm guessing that's a lake then. The nearest lake to here
is Llyn Llywenan, but what does the moon have to do with it?" He set
off to the lake, with the Moon Guard mystery flooding his mind.

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

Felix stood on the top of the southern hill, staring at the lake.
Below a small rowing boat bobbed on the borders of the lake. He looked
at the moon's reflection on the water and suddenly realised what he
must do. Surely nobody would mind him borrowing the boat for a while.

The small wooden boat bobbed on the water. It had been tied to a peg at the shore by a tattered piece of rope. It didn’t look to healthy either. Most of the boat had been covered in large chunks of wood to patch up holes. The moment Felix picked up the ores, they crumbled under the pressure. He slowly climbed back into the boat and began paddling with his arms over to where the moon cast its reflection. He stopped the boat in the middle of the moonbeams eye and slowly climbed out into the icy waters. After taking a large breath, he disappeared under the waters. A moment later, he launched up from the depths. The fish darted in every direction. He hulled a box onto the boat before climbing back in and heading of to shore.

Felix sat on the banks and looked at the chest, there was a small coin shaped hole where he had inserted the strangers’ coin and turned it, releasing the latch. Inside was a pouch of gold and silver coins like Felix had never seen before. There was also a letter:

''Dear Mr Felix''

''Thank you for coming this far. I put my faith in you and you didn’t let me'' ''down. I have so much to tell you, but we shall meet to discuss this. Come to'' ''the Old Bull inn at Llanynghened on Saturday night and ask the barman for'' ''Aralus. Pay him the correct amount using the coins and he will show you too'' ''me. I am entrusting you with matters of extreme importance and I prey that'' ''you will come to see me.''

''Yours sincerely''

''Aralus''

He sat on the banks throwing stones at the lake, which skipped along
the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden depths. Once the
small pile of pebbles had depleted, he reached into the pocket of his
denim jeans and emerged with the coin. The coin which started this
whole mess and began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air,
before catching it between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

Felix stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the coin
and smiled, Lynda would be surprised. He picked up the small brown
satchel beside him and began his descent down the slope from which he
had come from. Somehow he knew that things would only get
harder from now. This wasn't an end. No. This was just the beginning.

Tales From Earth

2005-12-06T17:28:17Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

Tales From Earth:Moonbeam

2005-12-06T17:27:11Z

Cronogenesis:

== Moonbeam == '''By Jack Smith aka Cronogenesis'''

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

A lone figure sat on the banks, throwing stones at the lake, which
skipped along the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden
depths. Once the small pile of pebbles had depleted, the man reached
into the pocket of his denim jeans and emerged with a bronze coin and
began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air, before catching it
between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

The man stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the
coin and smiled. He picked up the small brown satchel beside him and began his descent down the slope from which he had come from.

----

It began a month ago, when the stranger arrived. There weren't many
visitors to Llanfachraeth, so any outsider was a sight for the
villagers, but the Stranger… He was different. Every morning he would
shuffle out of Mr and Mrs Jones' house (As this was where he was
lodging), down the cobbled road to the square, where he would sit all
day, never moving, never speaking, never acknowledging another soul
that passed. Then, once the sun had set, he would pick up his walking
stick, and begin the journey back to his room with the Baker and his
wife. Of course there were stories about him. Some said he came
looking for a lost relative, some say he was working for the
government, while a select few believed that he was a ghost who
couldn't let go of the past. But as swiftly as he had arrived, he
disappeared again into the night, leaving no trace, apart from that
letter…

Felix looked at the letter again, but his expression remained as
baffled as before.

''Dear Mr Felix.

I cannot explain why but I need your urgent help. We don't have long
left. I cannot go into detail here but use the coin to find me… Please
keep this information to yourself.''

It was singed on the bottom but not be any language or style Felix
Knew. In the bottom left corner were scribbled the initials ''R.A.S.B''
Also in the envelope was a small bronze coin. It had sixteen sides and
a similar shape cut out of the middle. On one side there was an
intricately woven pattern on the bronze, filled with twisting and
turning lines. The other site once contained the letters, GIVJRUUWVU KFDS.

Lynda pinched the coin out of Felix's hand.

"Isn't it obvious?" she proclaimed

"If it was obvious I would have figured it out by now!" Felix replied.

"Look here", she thrust her finger at the scribbled initials, "R.A.S.B
or rather RA and SB. It's a simple code R=A S=B T=C and so on. Even
little Jamie from down the road could solve that!"
"No he couldn't, he can't even read!"

"Excuses, excuses. Typical of you Felix. Anyway, let's get decoding!"
After half an hour and much scribbling, they finally finished the decoding.

"So GIVJRUUWVU KFDS becomes PRESADDFED TOMB. That's a few miles away isn't it?"

"My my Felix, you are getting clever now aren't you? You should slow
down before you're too smart for your own good!" Felix turned his back
on Lynda and gave a predominant, "Humph!"

"Err, Lynda I gotta go"

"To Presaddfed right?"

"No! And anyway, why would you care?"

"I take that as a yes then. I wont try and stop you, I know how much
of a stubborn git you are", Lynda chuckled, "Just make sure you take
some food with you."

"You're not my mother you know. I’m twenty one, not two."

"Somebody's gotta take care of you, your hopeless without somebody to
watch your back", she winked and chuckled again. "Anyway it will be
dark soon why not head out tomorrow, I will bring some sandwiches
around for you."

The golden sun began to slowly rise from its bed, banishing the
darkness from the sky. Felix took one last look at the small cluster
of red brick houses, the green square where the man had once sat upon
the stone monument, the bakers where the aromatic scent of fresh bread
arose even the heaviest sleeper and the hutches, where Patrick kept
the small brown and grey rabbits he bread to sell on as pets in the
nearby town. For about a mile Felix would follow the road along the
farmland. The crop this time of year was a bumper golden. The never
ending fields of corn stretched across the fences as they swayed in
the wind. Other fields contained mountains of fodder, ready for the
frosty winter that was predicted to arrive in a few months. Next to
them was a stray goat, cut off from the pack while guzzling the grass.
As he left the farmland, Flex was greeted by the towering hills,
covered in a luscious green. A cold grey rock spiked out of the side
of the third hill, while a flock of sheep rested on the fifth.

After an hour the trail ended. For the last part of the journey, Felix
would have to hike through the hills. He stood at the base as the
wound engulfed the view ahead. He took a swig of his water and started
his climb.

At noon, he reached the summit, and finally saw the spectacular view.
From here he could see the whole valley. To the south the cluster of
houses from which he had came from, to the north was Presaddfed, a
small market town hustling and bustling as the farmers try to sell
their produce to the locals. A few hundred meters away was the tombs.
Six stone mounds said to hold the remains of stone-age warriors. Felix
sat down and took the sandwich Lynda made out his small brown satchel
and enjoyed the glistening view.

After half an hour, Felix finally arrived at Presaddfed Tombs. The
tombs were a popular tourist attraction, although Felix had never been
himself. The site consisted of six stone mounds, one to the north, one
to the east, two to the south and a final two to the east. Only the
southernmost tomb remained in perfect shape while the others had
toppled after thousands of years. Felix walked up to the information
sign:

Welcome to Presaddfed Tombs

''Presaddfed tombs were constructed over 4000 years ago by a stone-age settlement…''

Felix Read on

''A number of runes have been found inside each of the ruins, perhaps a
key to who one lay there, but these do not follow the usual
translations and have yet to be deciphered.''

Below was a list of the runes:
''North: KIVRJLIV
East: NRKVI
South: SZX, DFFE
West: YFCV, XLRIU

It is believed that there was once a shrine in the centre of the site,
where the warriors used to worship the elements. They would use a
prayer similar to this:

Praise the SKY that brings us the sun
Praise the EARTH which grows our crops
Praise the WATER which lets us drink
And the SKY that brings the water to the land.
The WATER brings us fish to eat.
Praise NAGI, god of gods, it is he who watches man.''

Felix began to skim through the text until he saw something that struck him.

''The leader of this clan was believed to be called Rasb.''

"Rasb eh?” Felix thought to himself, "Perhaps Lynda's code might
work, well if I knew what order to read the runes in."

He read the sign again, and stopped at the worship rituals. "Perhaps…
Just perhaps this is the key. What if each line referred to a shrine?
Sky, Earth, Water, Sky, Water, Nagi. If we take the first letter, we
get the compass points. S E W S W N." Felix scribbled his idea on his
notepad and began to decipher the runes. After an hour of deciphering
using ARBS, he got his message. SZX NRKVI YFCV DFFE XLRIU KIVRJLIV or
BIG WATER HOLE MOON GUARD TREASURE.

He took out the map that Lynda had given him and looked around. "A big
water hole, I'm guessing that's a lake then. The nearest lake to here
is Llyn Llywenan, but what does the moon have to do with it?" He set
off to the lake, with the Moon Guard mystery flooding his mind.

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

Felix stood on the top of the southern hill, staring at the lake.
Below a small rowing boat bobbed on the borders of the lake. He looked
at the moon's reflection on the water and suddenly realised what he
must do. Surely nobody would mind him borrowing the boat for a while.

The small wooden boat bobbed on the water. It had been tied to a peg at the shore by a tattered piece of rope. It didn’t look to healthy either. Most of the boat had been covered in large chunks of wood to patch up holes. The moment Felix picked up the ores, they crumbled under the pressure. He slowly climbed back into the boat and began paddling with his arms over to where the moon cast its reflection. He stopped the boat in the middle of the moonbeams eye and slowly climbed out into the icy waters. After taking a large breath, he disappeared under the waters. A moment later, he launched up from the depths. The fish darted in every direction. He hulled a box onto the boat before climbing back in and heading of to shore.

Felix sat on the banks and looked at the chest, there was a small coin shaped hole where he had inserted the strangers’ coin and turned it, releasing the latch. Inside was a pouch of gold and silver coins like Felix had never seen before. There was also a letter:
''
Dear Mr Felix

Thank you for coming this far. I put my faith in you and you didn’t let me down. I have so much to tell you, but we shall meet to discuss this. Come to the Old Bull inn at Llanynghened on Saturday night and ask the barman for Aralus. Pay him the correct amount using the coins and he will show you too me. I am entrusting you with matters of extreme importance and I prey that you will come to see me.

Yours sincerely
Aralus
''

He sat on the banks throwing stones at the lake, which skipped along
the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden depths. Once the
small pile of pebbles had depleted, he reached into the pocket of his
denim jeans and emerged with the coin. The coin which started this
whole mess and began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air,
before catching it between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

Felix stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the coin
and smiled, Lynda would be surprised. He picked up the small brown
satchel beside him and began his descent down the slope from which he
had come from. Somehow he knew that things would only get
harder from now. This wasn't an end. No. This was just the beginning.

Tales From Earth:Moonbeam

2005-12-06T17:25:09Z

Cronogenesis:

== '''Bold text'''Moonbeam'''Bold text''' By Jack Smith aka Cronogenesis ==

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

A lone figure sat on the banks, throwing stones at the lake, which
skipped along the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden
depths. Once the small pile of pebbles had depleted, the man reached
into the pocket of his denim jeans and emerged with a bronze coin and
began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air, before catching it
between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

The man stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the
coin and smiled. He picked up the small brown satchel beside him and began his descent down the slope from which he had come from.

*****

It began a month ago, when the stranger arrived. There weren't many
visitors to Llanfachraeth, so any outsider was a sight for the
villagers, but the Stranger… He was different. Every morning he would
shuffle out of Mr and Mrs Jones' house (As this was where he was
lodging), down the cobbled road to the square, where he would sit all
day, never moving, never speaking, never acknowledging another soul
that passed. Then, once the sun had set, he would pick up his walking
stick, and begin the journey back to his room with the Baker and his
wife. Of course there were stories about him. Some said he came
looking for a lost relative, some say he was working for the
government, while a select few believed that he was a ghost who
couldn't let go of the past. But as swiftly as he had arrived, he
disappeared again into the night, leaving no trace, apart from that
letter…

Felix looked at the letter again, but his expression remained as
baffled as before.

''Dear Mr Felix.

I cannot explain why but I need your urgent help. We don't have long
left. I cannot go into detail here but use the coin to find me… Please
keep this information to yourself.''

It was singed on the bottom but not be any language or style Felix
Knew. In the bottom left corner were scribbled the initials ''R.A.S.B''
Also in the envelope was a small bronze coin. It had sixteen sides and
a similar shape cut out of the middle. On one side there was an
intricately woven pattern on the bronze, filled with twisting and
turning lines. The other site once contained the letters, GIVJRUUWVU KFDS.

Lynda pinched the coin out of Felix's hand.

"Isn't it obvious?" she proclaimed

"If it was obvious I would have figured it out by now!" Felix replied.

"Look here", she thrust her finger at the scribbled initials, "R.A.S.B
or rather RA and SB. It's a simple code R=A S=B T=C and so on. Even
little Jamie from down the road could solve that!"
"No he couldn't, he can't even read!"

"Excuses, excuses. Typical of you Felix. Anyway, let's get decoding!"
After half an hour and much scribbling, they finally finished the decoding.

"So GIVJRUUWVU KFDS becomes PRESADDFED TOMB. That's a few miles away isn't it?"

"My my Felix, you are getting clever now aren't you? You should slow
down before you're too smart for your own good!" Felix turned his back
on Lynda and gave a predominant, "Humph!"

"Err, Lynda I gotta go"

"To Presaddfed right?"

"No! And anyway, why would you care?"

"I take that as a yes then. I wont try and stop you, I know how much
of a stubborn git you are", Lynda chuckled, "Just make sure you take
some food with you."

"You're not my mother you know. I’m twenty one, not two."

"Somebody's gotta take care of you, your hopeless without somebody to
watch your back", she winked and chuckled again. "Anyway it will be
dark soon why not head out tomorrow, I will bring some sandwiches
around for you."

The golden sun began to slowly rise from its bed, banishing the
darkness from the sky. Felix took one last look at the small cluster
of red brick houses, the green square where the man had once sat upon
the stone monument, the bakers where the aromatic scent of fresh bread
arose even the heaviest sleeper and the hutches, where Patrick kept
the small brown and grey rabbits he bread to sell on as pets in the
nearby town. For about a mile Felix would follow the road along the
farmland. The crop this time of year was a bumper golden. The never
ending fields of corn stretched across the fences as they swayed in
the wind. Other fields contained mountains of fodder, ready for the
frosty winter that was predicted to arrive in a few months. Next to
them was a stray goat, cut off from the pack while guzzling the grass.
As he left the farmland, Flex was greeted by the towering hills,
covered in a luscious green. A cold grey rock spiked out of the side
of the third hill, while a flock of sheep rested on the fifth.

After an hour the trail ended. For the last part of the journey, Felix
would have to hike through the hills. He stood at the base as the
wound engulfed the view ahead. He took a swig of his water and started
his climb.

At noon, he reached the summit, and finally saw the spectacular view.
From here he could see the whole valley. To the south the cluster of
houses from which he had came from, to the north was Presaddfed, a
small market town hustling and bustling as the farmers try to sell
their produce to the locals. A few hundred meters away was the tombs.
Six stone mounds said to hold the remains of stone-age warriors. Felix
sat down and took the sandwich Lynda made out his small brown satchel
and enjoyed the glistening view.

After half an hour, Felix finally arrived at Presaddfed Tombs. The
tombs were a popular tourist attraction, although Felix had never been
himself. The site consisted of six stone mounds, one to the north, one
to the east, two to the south and a final two to the east. Only the
southernmost tomb remained in perfect shape while the others had
toppled after thousands of years. Felix walked up to the information
sign:

Welcome to Presaddfed Tombs

''Presaddfed tombs were constructed over 4000 years ago by a stone-age settlement…''

Felix Read on

''A number of runes have been found inside each of the ruins, perhaps a
key to who one lay there, but these do not follow the usual
translations and have yet to be deciphered.''

Below was a list of the runes:
''North: KIVRJLIV
East: NRKVI
South: SZX, DFFE
West: YFCV, XLRIU

It is believed that there was once a shrine in the centre of the site,
where the warriors used to worship the elements. They would use a
prayer similar to this:

Praise the SKY that brings us the sun
Praise the EARTH which grows our crops
Praise the WATER which lets us drink
And the SKY that brings the water to the land.
The WATER brings us fish to eat.
Praise NAGI, god of gods, it is he who watches man.''

Felix began to skim through the text until he saw something that struck him.

''The leader of this clan was believed to be called Rasb.''

"Rasb eh?” Felix thought to himself, "Perhaps Lynda's code might
work, well if I knew what order to read the runes in."

He read the sign again, and stopped at the worship rituals. "Perhaps…
Just perhaps this is the key. What if each line referred to a shrine?
Sky, Earth, Water, Sky, Water, Nagi. If we take the first letter, we
get the compass points. S E W S W N." Felix scribbled his idea on his
notepad and began to decipher the runes. After an hour of deciphering
using ARBS, he got his message. SZX NRKVI YFCV DFFE XLRIU KIVRJLIV or
BIG WATER HOLE MOON GUARD TREASURE.

He took out the map that Lynda had given him and looked around. "A big
water hole, I'm guessing that's a lake then. The nearest lake to here
is Llyn Llywenan, but what does the moon have to do with it?" He set
off to the lake, with the Moon Guard mystery flooding his mind.

The Moonbeams eye filled the glistening lake, rippling as a small
school of fish darted around its unfixed, iridescent borders. Several
sloping hills encased the glistening pool, casting a shadow across the
enclosure during the rising and setting of the sun. The southern hills
were combed with long thick grass, which stretched towards its sister
hills in the breeze. A group of dandelions stood clumped together,
releasing their flying seeds, which ride the wind across the enclosure
until they reach their new home on one of the northern slopes. Above,
a blanket of stars cloaked the sky, illuminating the darkness that
emerged each and every night.

Felix stood on the top of the southern hill, staring at the lake.
Below a small rowing boat bobbed on the borders of the lake. He looked
at the moon's reflection on the water and suddenly realised what he
must do. Surely nobody would mind him borrowing the boat for a while.

The small wooden boat bobbed on the water. It had been tied to a peg at the shore by a tattered piece of rope. It didn’t look to healthy either. Most of the boat had been covered in large chunks of wood to patch up holes. The moment Felix picked up the ores, they crumbled under the pressure. He slowly climbed back into the boat and began paddling with his arms over to where the moon cast its reflection. He stopped the boat in the middle of the moonbeams eye and slowly climbed out into the icy waters. After taking a large breath, he disappeared under the waters. A moment later, he launched up from the depths. The fish darted in every direction. He hulled a box onto the boat before climbing back in and heading of to shore.

Felix sat on the banks and looked at the chest, there was a small coin shaped hole where he had inserted the strangers’ coin and turned it, releasing the latch. Inside was a pouch of gold and silver coins like Felix had never seen before. There was also a letter:
''
Dear Mr Felix

Thank you for coming this far. I put my faith in you and you didn’t let me down. I have so much to tell you, but we shall meet to discuss this. Come to the Old Bull inn at Llanynghened on Saturday night and ask the barman for Aralus. Pay him the correct amount using the coins and he will show you too me. I am entrusting you with matters of extreme importance and I prey that you will come to see me.

Yours sincerely
Aralus
''

He sat on the banks throwing stones at the lake, which skipped along
the crystal waters before sinking into its hidden depths. Once the
small pile of pebbles had depleted, he reached into the pocket of his
denim jeans and emerged with the coin. The coin which started this
whole mess and began to rhythmically toss the coin into the air,
before catching it between his two fingers.

A swarm of clouds began to creep towards the moon, slowly devouring
the reflection on the lake, until there was only darkness.

Felix stared at the lake for a few moments and then looked at the coin
and smiled, Lynda would be surprised. He picked up the small brown
satchel beside him and began his descent down the slope from which he
had come from. Somehow he knew that things would only get
harder from now. This wasn't an end. No. This was just the beginning.

Tales From Earth

2005-12-06T17:23:15Z

Cronogenesis: /* Index of articles */

Talk:Adam Cachin

2005-09-19T16:40:28Z

Cronogenesis:

:) Im finally recognised for something :)
* Does a little dance *

Salk logs

2005-07-24T13:55:19Z

Cronogenesis: /* Theories */

===Solved Puzzles===
Found on [[salkfamily.com]] using the sentences from the message contained within [[Pietros maze|the maze]] created by [[Pietro Salk]] when he briefly awoke from his coma.

* '''[[salklogs.doc]] Transcript in chronological order''' (with many interesting tidbits.)

===Current Puzzles===
find the username and passwords for:

*1) Enter username and password for "Dad"
http://salkfamily.com/myvoicereturnstome/

'''User:''' ''pietro''

'''Password:''' ''Vincent''

*2) Enter username and password for "S's favourite flower"
http://salkfamily.com/iwalkalittlefaster/

'''User:''' ''pietro''

'''Password:''' ''iris''

*3) Enter username and password for "Our Song"
http://salkfamily.com/andnowshebeginstopursueme/

'''User:''' ??''pietro''??

'''Password:''' ''''

*4) Enter username and password for "Where S and I met"
http://salkfamily.com/theyarethisstory/

'''User:''' ??''pietro''??

'''Password:''' ''''

===Theories===

* Could the 'minder' be [[Garnet Reed]]?
* Quercus is the genus name that includes Oak trees, could Q be a reference to [[Bernardo Holyoke]]?
* The emails mention that Pietro and Sylvia met at a picnic, how does this fit into the name and password we need to access the 'theyarethisstory' file?

* Main suspects for K.C are [[Ruth Coralhouse]] (Best link to case) [[Michiko Clark]]

Links list

2005-06-28T06:58:09Z

Cronogenesis: /* Main Sites */

=== Pre-Game Sites ===
*[[Projectsyzygy.com]]

=== Main Sites ===
*[[Perplexcity.com]]
*[[Perplexcitysentinel.com]]
*[[Thescarlettkite.com]]
*[[Perplexcityacademy.com]]
*[[Quirkyacuity.com]]
*[[Mindcandydesign.com]]
*[[Whipsmartice.com]]
*[[Opendesignagency.com]]
*[[Perplexcitysubway.com]]
*[[Salkfamily.com]]

=== Reference or Known OOG Sites ===
* [[Perlplexcity.com]]
* www.Perplexity.com

===Site Mirror===

Mirror of the websites are available at: [http://wiki.incognitus.net/mirror/ppc/ Incognitus Site Mirror]

'''Note''': If there is only one file added on a date to the site, then only that one file is uploaded for that date instead of the entire website, makes it easier to view changes.