What Is Here - by William Grallo

Posted in _blackbook by Administrator on the April 30th, 2005

My name is Hector Luis Ramón. I am visible. I exist. I repeat these truths to myself, over and over, every day. Because to some, this is not true.

Today I go to the Neptune Hotel, where my cousin Marco works, to wait for his shift to end. That’s how it is: he has a job at the Hotel and I do not—he works and I wait. I wait at the far edge of the stretch of beach which the Hotel owns, just inside the line so the Security from the Hotel on the other side doesn’t bother me.

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EQ Chronicles 12: Going Home - by Ken Williamson

Posted in Everquest Chronicles, _blackbox by Administrator on the April 27th, 2005

Originally published at http://www.bigkid.com.au/ on 18th October 2001

After quite a time travelling and slaying in the world of Norrath, I took my mid-level Bardic butt back to my hometown of Kelethin and was immediately rewarded by an appreciation of my new status. In Kunark I was a Nothing Special. In Kelethin I was suddenly a demi-god. It was bizarrly similar to going back to my old primary school and being amazed at how small it was. Low level characters milled around my legs admiringly. Orcs ran from me in fear. Well, most of them…

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EQ Chronicles 11: Bad Group Sense - by Ken Williamson

Posted in Everquest Chronicles, _blackbox by Administrator on the April 27th, 2005

Originally published at http://www.bigkid.com.au/ on 7th October 2001

With my holidays almost over, I thought I’d add one last Chronicle before my EQ play time returns to normal. One of the things you quickly discover when grouping in EQ is to recognise when a group you have joined is a waste of time, or worse. I call this “Bad Group Sense” and it can potentially save you many hours of lost experience through silly deaths. A recent trip to the Oasis provided a funny, and ridiculously perfect example.

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My Little Piece of the War - by Peter Day

Posted in _blackbook by Administrator on the April 7th, 2005

It was like David and Goliath, except without pebbles. There was much more of a plasma cannon feel to it.

Hi. My name is unimportant. By that I mean, it doesn’t matter. My parents didn’t hate me. Well they did, but that’s also unimportant. My job as captain of this resource processor is to suck up the minerals that the harvesters collect and turn it into money so some guy I never met can build ships. How my processor does this was never really explained to me, but money exchanged hands and now I don’t care.

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In Memory of Candace Bolter - by Peter Ludlow

Posted in _blackbox by Administrator on the April 3rd, 2005

On Monday 28th March 2005, Second Life Herald co-founder and legal editor Candace Bolter (better known by her The Sims Online name, Kale) passed away after a battle with a string of illnesses ranging from cancer to heart disease to lupus. She was 27 years old.

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