acka-games Digest	Monday, March 01 1999	Volume: 04  Issue: 018


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From: K 2 <kii@connexus.net.au>
Subject: Acka: YORL (else...if)
Date: Mon, 01 Mar 1999 10:12:32 -0500 (EST)

You'd all thought I'd forgotten didn't you.

JT is asleeep and is dealt a card it is else...if's turn to play

K 2


http://www.ackanomic.org./~k2/yorl.html for the Full Story(tm)

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YORL Status:

Brass Pot - A$175

Loose Ends - Deathstar

Cards in deck - 37

Play Order:
O Olde Alpha       [8 cards]
Robin Hood         [8 cards] [1 Ale]
/dev/joe           [7 cards]
Wild Card          [8 cards]
JT                 [8 cards]
else...if          [8 cards]*
Laa Laa            [8 cards]

*It is else...if's turn.





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From: Towsner <tows@earthlink.net>
Subject: Re: Acka: YORL (else...if)
Date: Mon, 01 Mar 1999 19:23:23 -0500 (EST)

	Once they had finished going through the remains of the pod, Cain
and Forrest sat down.  "We're stuck now, aren't we?" Cain asked.  Forrest
looked at the small pile of equipment they had salvaged, and responded with
a resigned tone, "Yes."
	Even as Forrest spoke, a crack appeared in the ice a few feet to
their left.  Another crack appeared, and then another, until they formed a
circle.  The circle of ice was shoved off, and a small, odd looking
creature pulled itself out of the hole.  "A trifle cold, ya.  Must be the
ice.  Greetings two-people."  The creature was a light olive creature about
two feet high, with tiny ears and a huge nose.
	"Um, greetings.  I'm Han, and this is Solo," said Forrest,
gesturing to Cain.  "Hello Han and Solo.  I am Yooba, ya."  The creature
reached into the hole and pulled up an ice pick and a large shovel covered
in fur.  "I have come from the other side of the strip, ya.  There it is
much-hot, but here it is cold."
	"Where is this place?  Is there a space port anywhere around here?"
asked Forrest, "And can we go down that hole you made?  There doesn't seem
to be anything nearby, and we'll die if we can't get to shelter."
	"This is Moebius.  There is nothing anywhere, ya.  But a space
port, ya, you can space-port-find on the other side of the strip.  But you
cannot cross the strip without one of these," it said, holding up the
shovel, "And why should I give you the shovel if you are nothing-having,
ya?  What will you me-give?"

I play fur lined shovel.

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-Henry Towsner

	<tows@earthlink.net>

	Thank heavens, the sun has gone in, and I don't have to go out and
enjoy it.
		-Logan Pearsall Smith




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