271. Doyle logged in to RHP to find that 37 opponents had resigned and he was winning another 34 games. He had three messages.
1. You are being investigated for engine use. Your last 220 moves were matched with Fritz 15 precisely. You may appeal a ban from RHP for not less than one year and forfeiture of your subscription by providing justification to MissOleum in a private message.
2. Dear Doyle, Metallica will miss you very much. Please come back to our clan after you are allowed to return to RHP.
3. Doyle, your moves are as lame and predictable as ever. Adramforall.
Doyle just smiled and sent a perfect justification to MissOleum, pointing out that he was the programmer for Fritz and was, in effect, Fritz in disguise. He had no idea whether MissOleum would buy that pack of phooey.
273. Max: Fritz! Fritz, get up for God's sake! Get up! They've killed Fritz! They've killed Fritz! Those lousy stinking yellow fairies! Those horrible atrocity-filled vermin! Those despicable animal warmongers! They've killed Fritz! Take that! Take this! Take that, you green slime! You black hearted, short, bow-legged...
Fritz: Max! Max, I'm okay! I'm okay max. Just a scratch. Look I'm all right.
Max: Oh. Oh, damn. There you go again, stepping on my lines, raining on my parade, costing me medals. Oh, damn.
[Accidentally shoots Fritz]
Max: Ohh. Oh, Fritz? Fritz, get up for God's sake! Get up! They've killed Fritz! They've killed Fritz! Those lousy stinking yellow fairies! Those horrible atrocity-filled vermin! Take that! Take that! They killed Fritz!
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274. The BLACK KING was triumphant! All reports were that the lame white so-called kingdom (HA HA!) was in shambles, total dissarray. He threw a costume ball and hundreds showed up, including the famous Knight from limpopo, the Black Bishop of Estonia, and Her New Royal Majesty, Queen Mary, his new squeeze, recently coronated from a rather humble heritage. the costumes were magnificent, the orchestra heavenly, and the food and drink divine. Widget provided the vintages. there! in the corner, he pointed, over there, who is that darling coquette?, he whispered to his minister.
April 4, 2008 Table of Contents Update
"Great 21st Century Novel"
(Volume One of The Three Part Serialized Publication/Television Drama)
Chapter One... Major Outage
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Chapter Two... Sudden Triangle
(Lines 31-67)
Chapter Three... Double Agent
(Lines 68-82)
Chapter Four... Purloined Letters
(Lines 83-99)
Chapter Five... Fast Forward Segue
(Lines 100-132)
Chapter Six... Indicative Parenthesis
(Lines 133-183)
Chapter Seven... 86% Dark Chocolate
(Lines 184-216a)
Chapter Eight... Fritz!
(Lines 216b-270)
Chapter Nine... Endgame
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275. The minister turned towards the direction Widget had pointed to and said , 😲h that's the Black King's new concubine, I believe she from Ohmygod, somewhere in America". Widget sauntered over with two glasses of some red wine in his hands and intoduced himself and offered her one. She accepted and proposed a toast to her new found calling saying," Well this could be the start of a long term relationship with "Billy" , her pet name for the Black King. " Widget nodded in agreement but knew that this was only the beginning of yet another chapter of deceit, intrigue and yes more murder. Will it never end?
276. the coquette (aka sheila) sipped the delicate bordeaux with an excellent nose and smiled. how nice to be dressed as flower girl and having a dagger hidden in her bouquet. such as special little treat for the king when he comes to visit her chamber this evening after the affair. widget whispered, "is everything set?"
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Originally posted by coquette277. "Of course it is my dear. Have you ever known me to......" She slumped to the floor unable to move. Widget, the cad, had spiked her drink with a muscle relaxing drug (the name of which escapes me at the moment....something from Africa I believe). She was quite cognizant of what was going on around her but she was unable to move or speak. Widget asked the crowd that gathered around her to, "please back up and let her have some room" as he called 911, actually it was really to his accomplices waiting in the "fake" ambulance that was waiting outside the ballroom entrance. Soon they arrived and put her on a stretcher and took her out to the waiting vehicle where they admistered the antidote and whisked her off to where Fritz was waiting to query her about her loyalty to "The Cause".
276. the coquette (aka sheila) sipped the delicate bordeaux with an excellent nose and smiled. how nice to be dressed as flower girl and having a dagger hidden in her bouquet. such as special little treat for the king when he comes to visit her chamber this evening after the affair. widget whispered, "is everything set?"
278. the succinylcholine (curare) wore off quite quickly in a few minutes and the mouth to mouth breathing that widget administered kept her well oxygenated and ventilated. just one of the good old perks of doing one's duty, widget was prone to say. as she recovered in the fake ambulance with the fake paramedics and her fake rescuer, widget, she was acutely aware of what had happened as the curare only paralyzed her and didn't sedate her, not the way that the GHB dose secretly administered to her during her freshman year in college at the frat party had done. Fritz, on the LCD, explained: you were about to be sacrified by a jealous couresan. you were surrounded in the ballroom. I sent widet in to effect the rescue, otherwise all would have been lost. the royal physician is coming to this so-called ambulance now. he will give you a "clean bill" and send you to your chamber for the night to recover. he will let the royal family know that you were "just overcome with all the excitement." expect a "visit" from the king shortly after you are escorted to your chamber. all is set for your escape, once he has been eliminated. you must leave the dagger here, for now. they will undoubtedly do a full body search once you reenter the inner sanctum. you will have to improvise in how you eliminate the king. carry on. (blank screen) David Cornwall, His Majesty's personal attending physician entered the rear of the idling "ambulance" well well, you appear to have recovered nicely my dear. could we have a bit of privacy here?
279. The tortured Ken looked at the pictures in the album. He could not believe Elizabeth was dead. The tall, pale, lithe Elizabeth was no more. Though she was known as the "Virgin Queen", he knew otherwise. Just two years ago he guarded her body while on Holiday skiing the Colorado Rockies. He had thought her favors were unmatched. Secretly, in her chambers the trojan Knight had bathed in her auburn and golden tresses. Her golden locks and pale complexion contrasted against his dark black hair and olive skin as they wrestled and entwined in each other... lustfully expending the last of the days energy. He read to her from the oldest preserved printed chess book "Repetition of Love and the Art of Playing Chess" by the churchman Luis Ramirez de Lucena. Elizabeth and her Knight repeatedly consumed many Godiva Alpine Chocolates.
How do Bishops know as much about Lovemaking and Chess?
280. Ken's secure phone rang and interrupted his memories. Though he had worked the day shift at the Center in Hampton reviewing all the intelligence data that led to the endgame, he was requested to work a special assignment Knight's shift at the castle in Kingsmill. Apparently an unauthorized ambulance had breached the perimeter security of the King's gated community. The Company also notified him that his replacement automobile was ready for pick up at Checkered Flag BMW in Virginia Beach.
281. after a thorough "physical" from the royal physician, not entirely unpleasant, to be sure, sheila was escorted to her chamber to recover. it was only moments before a concerned King gently knocked to enquire about her. "Enter." gently he stepped in and over to her. she looked stunningly beautiful there, covered to her chin by the elegant comforter. "how are you my darling?" his heart was pounding, he was throbbing with excitement, hoping that she would welcome him to "join her" "oh, your majesty, i AM well, thank you so much for your concern. they are being so silly about all this really. would you care to join me?" and she sheepishly pulled back the comforter to reveal the plate of delicious dark chocolates that she had hidden under the cover.
he smiled, "why thank you my love, i do believe that i would"
282. The checkered flag reminded him of a game board and Elizabeth, her power radiating in all directions. Ken picked up his new six series, another silver one with 500 horses, but this one was a convertible. The service department past him a note and a package. The evening at Kingsmill was a costume party, and he and all special security was to show up in costume. He unwrapped the package and put on the Tinman costume, jumped into the BMW and left the Beach heading back on 64 towards Williamsburg.