Originally posted by coquette22. First responders, FBI, police chief and fire marshal lingered until the unlikelihood of a follow on second detonation became reasonably
21. It always made her blush a little and smile privately when she reflected on how they let her know how they were thinking about her, you know, so affectionately.
apparent. Engulfing smoke and pizza remnants cleared, the scene was reminiscent of a college dorm, the morning after the night before
Originally posted by Grampy Bobby23. Inspector Hector, of the FBI, and Lash Larue of the firemarshalls office, noted that although there was very litte of the pizza left that from what was there it was obviously not the pizza ordered from Godmothers that had caused the destruction they were observing. Lash said to Victor Hector: "Vic it's my guess that the pizza that caused this devastation was actually from Pizza Hud. They are the only ones that use magic mushrooms on there pizza". Vic agrred and said that they should start the next move at the nearest Pizza Hud which was only a couple of blocks away.
22. First responders, FBI, police chief and fire marshal lingered until the unlikelihood of a follow on second detonation became reasonably
apparent. Engulfing smoke and pizza remnants cleared, the scene was reminiscent of a college dorm, the morning after the night before
Originally posted by coquette26. Just as he exited his patrol car (he was alone as his partner had called in sick....too much of a bad thing) he felt the slug hit him in the chessed. Fortuately for him he had put the Black Bishop in his shirt pocket. As it was a small calibre bullet and the Black Bishop was made of titanium, it only knocked him down. Why hadn't he put on his flack jacket? he thought to himself....Oh right he hadn't picked it up from the dry cleaners when they'd called to say that it was ready as John his absent partner was going to do that yesterday after work.
25. Sgt Drake moved up the block to cover the back entrance, his firearm drawn, safety off.
Originally posted by Great Big Stees27. Fritz, his ill partner, was the first to visit him the next day. He explained his being away from work as "helping a friend with some chess moves".
26. Just as he exited his patrol car (he was alone as his partner had called in sick....too much of a bad thing) he felt the slug hit him in the chessed. Fortuately for him he had put the Black Bishop in his shirt pocket. As it was a small calibre bullet and the Black Bishop was made of titanium, it only knocked him down. Why hadn't he put on his fla ...[text shortened]... o say that it was ready as John his absent partner was going to do that yesterday after work.
Originally posted by Great Big SteesFritz carried on incessantly about pawn development for some time. All I could hear was the sound of the life support machine as it counted away my last heart beats. Maybe it was better this way, Fritz was never very good at chess.
27. Fritz, his ill partner, was the first to visit him the next day. He explained his being away from work as "helping a friend with some chess moves".
29. There was a bright light. It was beautiful. I felt alive, whole, at peace for the first time in my life. I was going home. I heard a siren and a crowd of voices shouting. "Stand Clear!" Every muscle jolted. I gasped. Someone was pounding on my chest. I felt my heart racing. Something was driving it like a whip goading a stallion, Harder, Faster, Run! Come back!
30. I don't know how long it was. I was having nightmares. Bishops were moving to different colors. Knights were jumping four and five squares. Rooks were moving diagonally. The King was crying. What a mess. I had no idea what was happening. Then, it was slowly coming back to me. I realized, somehow, that they had resuscitated me. Fritz failed to kill me with that last move. I would have another chance, if only I could get out of this trap!
Originally posted by coquetteRec'd.
29. There was a bright light. It was beautiful. I felt alive, whole, at peace for the first time in my life. I was going home. I heard a siren and a crowd of voices shouting. "Stand Clear!" Every muscle jolted. I gasped. Someone was pounding on my chest. I felt my heart racing. Something was driving it like a whip goading a stallion, Harder, Faster, Run! Come back!
Originally posted by coquette31. It hit me like a bolt of Dacron, all I had to do was press the escape button and all would be well. Well at least for a moment until I could figure out how to get my Queen back. Fritz was a worthy opponent but there had to be a way and I was determined to find out how.
30. I don't know how long it was. I was having nightmares. Bishops were moving to different colors. Knights were jumping four and five squares. Rooks were moving diagonally. The King was crying. What a mess. I had no idea what was happening. Then, it was slowly coming back to me. I realized, somehow, that they had resuscitated me. Fritz failed to kill me with that last move. I would have another chance, if only I could get out of this trap!
Originally posted by coquette34. Doyle pondered the dilemma and decided that he needed more help so he called upon his Ouija board. The answer came to him in moments (a matter of finding the right question).
33. User #1 called upon the one person who he knew could "solve the riddle." PM: Doyle, How about taking at look at this PGN and seeing if you can detect an engine user?