read
write
members
about
account

 

datedatememberrandomsearch

February 28, 2013
"Bargoth! The multiplexer."

"Fool, itís on the console."

"So it is. You passed my test. Very, uh... Very good."

"Test?"

"It is nothing."

"Well, well. Kortíaíth, master technician and supreme engineer, can not locate a multiplexer unaided."

"I was stupefied by your stench. How anyone can find anything while ó"

"Ha!"

"What?"

"My stench! Have you smelled yourself lately?"

"What is the reading on main output?"

"Uh, seventeen and a fraction. Seventeen and one eightieth."

"Tell me when it gets to twenty-five."

"Youíre going in the wrong direction. No, here it comes again. Twenty-two. Hold. Hold! Forty."

"Damn multiplexer."