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Freq
looking Fairly unNasty (NV) |
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| It did not take long for the SnorkelDragon and Triadondia
to find the glowing beam of light and to ride it up towards
the surface of the sea. When they reached the surface, Triadondia’s
raft was waiting as if not a moment had passed. In fact, that
was anything but the case. Triadondia soon realized that many
eons had passed in the time he had been gone. The world was
no longer in that time before history, but rather it stood
on the brink of history’s end - smack in the middle
of the 20th century. |
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This
is Called 'Dressed to Thrill' (DJW) |
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Before long, Triadondia found his way back to civilization,
and to modern times. There he proceeded to make a life for
himself in this next new world. Triadondia settled in San
Francisco, close to the sea. He took a job aboard a tugboat
and grew to be a good man, one who took care of himself
and others as best he could.
After a time, the SnorkelDragon grew bored with the quick
and shallow pace of 20st century civilization and so drifted
down the Pacific Coast towards South American, where he
finally settled in a beautiful inlet, where he kept safe
watch over sailing ships and the occasional drunken sailor. |
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Sparkly
Top Hat Gal (NV) |
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| Eventually, Triadondia became the captain of the tugboat.
Not long after reaching adulthood, he met and fell in love
with a lovely girl - one who like himself was deeply in love
with the sea. They were married in a great and moving celebration.
With her, he fathered children and the arrival of each new
child was an occasion for another grand cybernation. When
his children had children, it was Grandfather Triadondia who
made sure the tradition of celebrations continued. To all,
he was a good and constant friend. And through it all, he
never forgot the lessons of his adventure. Still, it was not
until late in his life that he put those lessons to work in
a way that has a particular relevance for us today. |
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Soothing
the Painted Audience (NV) |
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It was on an ordinary day near the end of the
second year of the new millennium, that Triadondia was sitting
in a coffee house. At his feet was a satchel which held the
two gifts he had received from Poseidon and Shiva. He had
just sat down with his coffee when a stranger walked in and
placed a stack of circular colored fliers on a shelf beside
where Triadondia was sitting.
TRIADONIDA: What you got there?
STRANGER: Fliers for a party.
TRIADONDIA: What kind of party? What’s it called?
STRANGER: Sea of Dreams.
TRIADONDIA: Sea of Dreams..., you don't say?
STRANGER: It’s a New Years Eve party. New Years’s
2003 – Sea of Dreams - Fanta-Sea! |
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SnorkelDancing
Down Below (GM) |
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TRIADONDIA: (taking the flier and looking it over.)
Hmm…
STRANGER: You interested in coming?
TRIADONDIA: Are you in a rush, young fella? Do you have a
moment to sit and have a cup of coffee with an old man?
STRANGER: Sure, guess so.
So, the two of them sat, over a couple double espressos and
Triadondia told the stranger what had happened to him long
ago in the distant past, somewhere in the deep unknown. And
they were both enlightened by the telling of the tale, and
in a very short time, the bond between them grew clear and
strong. |
