[Patrick Goodman]

>>>>>[Hi. My name is Thunder, and I am a survivor of DKS. It can be overcome, but you have to realize that you have it before you can do anything about it. I got lucky and someone showed me what I was doing wrong, but I was still very close to being a grease stain on a Stuffer Shack floor a few years ago.]<<<<<
     -- Thunder (11:01:35/01-27-73)

[Caine Hazen]

>>>>>[Thanks Macallister. They worked out as planned... speaking of DKS, always check your contacts before you go in alone.  I owe ya still for this one.  Got a bottle I brought home from my last trip overseas we might have to share.]<<<<<
     -- Moreau (14:12:45/01-27-73)

[DWC]

>>>>>[I figure all of us DKS survivors owe it to those still struggling with the affliction to help them diagnose themselves.  It's a tough thing to see on your own.  I know I had it for a little while.  Fortunately, about fifteen years ago, a belligerent CPO with what I thought was an extremely liberal definition of Danger Close picked me up by the scruff of my neck, slapped the taste out of my mouth, and informed me of my condition in that proper style that sailors have made legendary over the last thousand years.  I'm pretty sure he'd have drowned me on the spot if I'd actually gotten us hit.]<<<<<
     -- Vice (15:24:19/01-27-73)

[Patrick Goodman]

>>>>>[I got cocky and pissed off at about the same time about twelve years or so ago, and thought because I knew a few spells that I was a match for a half-dozen rapist gangers. Tracked their asses down and took a couple of them out of the fight...and then the one I hadn't seen popped three caps from a Colt Manhunter in my back. Dragonslayer alone knows how they missed my heart, spine, and skull, but I was in a hurting status.
     I'm pretty sure I died that day, though I obviously got better.
     When I woke up, days had passed. My nurse had gone to take care of my sister, and the man who saved my ass made sure I had something to eat and drink, and then spent the next three hours telling me in great detail all the mistakes I'd made. I don't think I ever thanked him properly for that.
     So there's my wake-up call story in a nutshell. There's more to it, of course, but that's a story for another day. Right now, I've got to go to work.]<<<<<
     -- Thunder (18:45:25/01-27-73)

[thalandar]

 >>>>>>[Howdy, ya'll!  Been hearing a might about you boys from here and there.  I reckon I'll be hangin my hat here for a while, if anyone needs any "magical assisitance". ]<<<<<<<<
-- Tex (19:17:25/01-27-73)

[wylie]

>>>>>>[DKS?! You all sounds like drill sergants!]<<<<<<<<
  --Silver Ferret(19:05:23/ 01-28-73)

[Mystic]

>>>>>[Only when I have to be, Ferret, when it matters. I learned from my grandfather, who was one of the toughtest, meanest, DIs ever turned out; how to apply foot to ass when needed.]<<<<<
        -- Bravo Six (01:29:36/01-29-73)

[wylie]

>>>>>[Well, Bravo 6, then your granddaddy must have been Special Forces DI. I guess the question is did he stay with the CAS or left with the UCAS then?]<<<<<
  --Silver Ferret (15:03:23/ 01-29-73)

[Mystic]

>>>>>[Tsk, tsk, Ferret, that would fall under "personal" operational security.*Grin* Can't leave too many clues to who I really am. Besides, if Grandpa ever found out I got that slopply, he'd be kicking out my tonsils...and taking the long way, if you catch my drift.]<<<<<
        -- Bravo Six (01:34:16/01-30-73)

[RdMarquis]

>>>>>[I'm tempted to make a frankly gruesome joke about people getting used as socks, but I think I'll pass. ]<<<<<
  --LeFay (01:17:24/ 01-30-73)

[DWC]

>>>>>[Socks.  Sock puppets.  It's all a matter of personal preference.  And for the record, I did spend three months teaching what I dubbed "remedial land warfare".]<<<<<
  --Vice (23:49:11/ 01-31-73)

[Kot]

>>>>>[Speaking of DKS... Check out the news, people. I'm laughing my ass of as I type, because my system went crazy when I went in hot and giggling like a teenager. Talk about stupid...]<<<<<
  --NiSayer (00:25:22/ 02-01-73)

[wylie]

>>>>>[They still teach all the uses of bamboo. And I do believe my granddaddy would have mountain oysters for breakfest if I got that sloppy. I know he has remove pieces of my tailbone at times. What I want to know who redesigned the chatroom to military grey.]<<<<<
 --Silverferret (19:47:12/ 02-01-73)

[RdMarquis]

>>>>>[I'm so very grateful not to be related to you. And while we're at it, for my overall lack of blood relatives in this business. Not that my family doesn't have severe problems of its own.]<<<<<
  --LeFay (02:02:35/ 02-2-73)

[Teknodragon]

>>>>>[Hey, MacCallister, got word of a mid-sized team you might want to look into, if you need some talent. They're knocking around Manhattan with some business; I figure that'll take the rough spots out and season 'em a bit, not likely to make cherry mistakes when they'll be available to travel to Seattle. I'd wing over and lend a hand, but I'm just not subtle enough for the work I've been hearing about.
Gonna jack out and watch a pirated flat of Groundhog Day. Hmm, that gives me a nasty idea for some programs... see if I can loop someone's perceptions for a tick or three...]<<<<<
  --Tekdrake (8:43:31/02-2-73)