posted January 12, 2001 19:46

The imposter Svensgaard is gone and now it is every man for himself. Good hunting.

	posted January 13, 2001 11:21

I have not reduced the credits.txt file for smac nor smacx. Should I? How?

	posted January 14, 2001 23:48

Heh... It looks like the Drones are gonna out produce us. My legions of Supply Crawlers are all that is keeping me even close to you two.

Turn --> Illiria

	posted January 15, 2001 18:08

The Drones don't know the meaining of "take a break" or "put your feet up" or "just relax." I bet they don't even drink rum.

	posted January 16, 2001 20:16

Meanwhile out here in waterworld we feel kind of confused. Our treasure map has been torn in two and one piece has been mislayed.

	posted January 17, 2001 19:57

I have some cites off the west shore ot the mainland occupied by Ash. Part of the zone of control of each of these cities lies on the land. Throughout the game, I've been careful to occupy resource squares with workers. These squares also lie outside the zone of control of Ash's cities. Why do I find now, that I no longer have access to these squares?

	posted January 19, 2001 20:17

Perhaps. But that would mean the former I had on shore could not see them either, nor the ship that removed the former which no longer had a purpose. Very interesting. I will do a fly-by to take pictures of your fleet of supply crawlers if for no other reason that for we pirates a fleet on land, of supply crawlers no less, will be a curiosity.

	posted January 20, 2001 11:58

A fly-by of the aforementioned territory revealed only two supply crawlers, neither of which were within the purported zone of control of my cities. Yet, I do not have access to the land tiles within the zone. (Rue pulls at his ponytail and wears a look of perplexity on his visage).

	posted January 23, 2001 19:46

Setting aside his perplexity, Rue examines various plans for more traditional pirate actions submitted to him by sundry seconds-in-command.

	posted January 26, 2001 17:06

Rue talks to himself.

	posted January 30, 2001 19:32

Rue pours through his volume of "Cliches for any Military Situation."

	posted February 02, 2001 22:57

Not to mention the prayer book that was mislayed some orgies ago. Rum, women and sand, aah that's what we pirates dream about in the heat of battle. Now, where did I put that prayer book long ago removed from one of Miriam's shrines?

	posted February 05, 2001 20:17

Rue wakes with a powerful headache and vertigo. He has the distinct impression he has done this day before. Is it the rum? The gorgeous red-head?
No, it is his own encounter with the groundhog day syndrome

	posted February 14, 2001 19:48

25 bottles of beer on the plank, 25 bottles of -smac- 24 bottles of beer -smac- 23 bottles of beer on the plank -smac- The pirates are being smac-ed around real good. Pass the bud.

	posted February 22, 2001 20:20

No boat? No log? How 'bout a plank?

	posted February 23, 2001 18:41

I have searched all of the diplomatic opitions on my confounded control panel and have not been able to locate a surrender command. More important, I prefer having the rubber doll, especially if she has red hair.