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Puddles Pity Party

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W3DXW9q5Gys

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While I can see AChat's point of wanting to protect themselves, I have to agree with Susan on this one.  I often gifted new users enough A$ to not only get a 3 day pass but also to buy themselves a new outfit to wear.  It gave them the chance to experience AChat on the premium level, which I like to think was a selling point for them to join the community, plus it allowed them to change their avatars in some small way.  I would also use it to recruit people from other sites I was using.

With the method that has been put into place, I can no longer help sell AChat to new users via the experience of a premium subscription.

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I thought a thought.
But the thought I thought wasn't the thought
I thought I thought

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I'm not asking to add things to the room or change the decor or scenery.  I'm asking for the templates… like they released the UV Maps for the clothing.  If there is a template (I'm guessing about this), then let us have a go at that, too.

Then I could work on Moonie's Hay Loft… or Pafe's Campfire… or Amy's Pick-up by the Lake.

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Coffee and tea

Breakfast

Some hair of the dog

made with this

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Great Choice

Congratulations are due.  I'm sure that with your calm demeanor and you knowledge of the Forum Village and AChat itself, that you will do a superb job in the position of moderator. 

We offer three cheers.

Hip, hip Hooray!

Hip, hip, Hooray!

Hip, hip, Hooray!

and a Tiger

GRRRRRR

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To Bear. Thank You.

Since I was unable to post in the Forum News topic, I will put this here… complete with Bear’s post.
As I am sure there are others who would like to post a few words of thanks.

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Over the past 18 months I have found that my capacity to be an active participant as a forum moderator increasingly difficult. hence I have decided to tender my resignation to tom and suzy and the forum moderators that effective immediately I will no longer be a forum moderator.

That said I desire to give my thanks, to tom and suzy for taking a bold step and instilling active forum members as moderators. My thanks to Lover, Tightfit and Keiko, who volunteered to step forth and do this with me and face the initial firestorm of what was then not a popular idea.

I wish to give gratitude to Lover for his unending devotion to the banner of Achat, he worked tirelessly to the creation of the structuret within the forum that we have today. His eagerness to answer questions and direct newcomers in the right direction.
Again to Tightfit for developing and encouraging the groundwork of threads for creative members to find an outlet to express themselves.
To Brandybee for her tireless efforts in recruiting and encouraging members to take a look and participate in our growing community.
To HB for picking up the slack of matters during my absence, his uncertainty grew into confidence.

I am certain they will find someone within the community with equal zeal and appreciation for what has developed here.

And finally my thanks to all of you readers and posters it is you who brings life to these threads.

I have seen much here thru the years. Be it by simple banter, or the suggestion of creative ideas to enhance the game for all to play, to those who stepped forward perhaps with trepidation,and posted stories. and those who…. *cough, cough*…. gave us some visually appealing erotica.

You all collectively make this a special place.

Bear
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I hope this doesn’t mean you will no longer contribute to the Forum

My friend, thank you for all you have done to help put this Forum on a firm foundation. When I first arrived into this place, it was a mess, with folks posting anything and everything in all the topics. It was difficult to find any help via the Forum because I had to wade through post after post of blather.

You and the others who started it, Keiko, Tighfit74, and Lover took a lot of abuse during the flame war that erupted when you all first attempted to moderate. The result is a place where information is easily available, and a friendly atmosphere in which to make any inquiries.

You leave the Forum a much better place than when I started and in very capable hands… and for that I’d like to offer a round of applause, and buy you a beer.

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Thank you

everyone

… for the warm welcome …

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Catching the reins with my right hand while my left hand feels around my eye.  “Gonna get a shiner from that one,” I think, trying my damnedest not to laugh out loud as I watch Miss Brandy's discomfort while she walks off.

“Blossom,” I say, “that red hair on her head is no lie.  Come on young lady, I'll bet you'd enjoy a good brushing.”

I take Blossom to the corral and after removing her saddle, blanket and bridle I bring her next to the stable and pull the step out and proceed to give the palomino a thorough, gentle brushing.  “You're still the prettiest horse in the corral, Blossom,” I say, while getting her into her stall next to the General’s and making sure she’s got fresh water.  “Feed bag's ready for you.”

I go back to the fire and notice that the busted chair is gone.  I think that Miss Brandy must have come out in a moment of compassion and picked up the chair.  Looking around, I notice Miss Brandy upstairs in the cabin headed for the bath.

“Don't gawk,” I think as I turn away and retrieve another aluminum chair from the picnic area, “it couldn’t have been her.”  I also pick out the tin tea kettle from the pile of tinware.  I set the new chair up next to the fire.  Then head into the cabin, avoiding the loose board and make my way to the kitchen where I wash the kettle out and fill it with water… and some Yorkshire Tea.  I go back to the fire and put the kettle on.  Looking for my cup, I find it on its side, the contents spilled in the sand.  “Damn, that was a full cup.”  I pour another cup full and once again park my ass in a chair and stare out over the lake.  I say out loud to no one, “I don't think I can stay here.”

The peace and serenity of the evening is shattered by a commotion coming from behind the cabin.  I hear distinctive voices, each one recognizable and there’s a loud squeaking sound.  Even General Hancock lets out a few grunts and groans.  The sounds muffle and become a bit quieter as I suspect that the dwarfs have entered the cabin via the back door.

“Covems,” Sneezy yells from the doorway of the cabin, “come… aah .. ahhh..  ACHOOO! …see.”

Happy pipes in with a giggle “Hee hee… yes, come see what we brought.”

I get up from the comfort of the chair and with my cup of coffee in hand, head into the cabin.  The remaining five dwarfs are in the kitchen and the counters are laden with food.  Some of it in cans and some of it in bags.  There are soup cans, cans of spam, meats, bacon, cheeses, fresh bread and even a pie.

Then I spot the wheelbarrow, and that too is loaded with all types of food.  There are some six packs of beer and I spot a prize among the items … a bottle of bourbon.

“Look what we brought you.”  Grumpy says with a guff.  It’s loud in the kitchen, with all of them talking at the same time.  They start to put the food stuff in the proper places. 

“Where the heck did you lads get all of this?” I ask.

“Stone and Jayc.”  Comes a reply from three of them at the same time.

“They gave this to you to bring to me?”  I question them, “Well, bless their good hearts.”

“Not exactly… but when we first went to Stone and Jayc’s place,” Doc says, “she told us to make ourselves comfortable and to help ourselves.  We knew there wasn’t any food here for you, so we helped ourselves.”

Trying not to laugh at the absurdity of it all, and suddenly getting a mental image of Jayc and Stone staring into an empty pantry, I ask another question.  “Did you lads leave them anything?”

The dwarfs all stop and look at me with blank expressions on their faces.  Then without answering, they resume putting the groceries away.

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Sitting high in the saddle on General Hancock, I pull my binoculars out of the saddlebag and peer into them.  Using the focus wheel, I pull the cabin into view.  It doesn't look worse for the wear.. the grass is high, showing signs of not being maintained… all the windows look intact and the front door looks to be closed.

It is quiet.  Very quiet.  In a way, it seem eerie to be so still.  There was always something going on at the cabin… some sort of activity, but now… well… it's just plain quiet.

“General,” I say, “let's get closer.”

Giving a tug on the reins and little heel to his side puts the General in motion.  We move in at a slow pace, and I can sense that General Hancock is taking it all in, too.  We approach the front porch, and I survey the grounds.

The canopy has been taken down from over the picnic table.  The fire ring is still there… though it looks to be unused for quiet a spell.

I dismount from the General, and lead him around the back to the corral.  'Lets get that saddle off you,” I say to him, and proceed to unbuckle the straps.  I pull the saddlebags off and hang them on the corral fence.  I put the saddle under feed cover along with General Hancock's blanket.

Having taken care of the General, I left him in the corral and walked around the cabin.  The flower boxes need to be cleaned out and replanted, but other than that and the high grass, the place looks pretty good.

I get to the side of the cabin and see the pick-up is parked there, though if my memory serves me, that isn't where I left it.  Moving to the front of the cabin, I open the front door and go in.  My feet sink a little bit into a loose board.  “I don't remember any loose boards,” I think. 

That's when I heard it.  That unmistakable sound of ropes being pulled through some pullies.  “Dammit,”  I mutter out loud to no one, “they've set a trap.”

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, my feet are yanked from the floor, the entire room flips upside down, and I'm swinging… feet in the air… in a simple, yet very effective snare trap.  My hat drops to the floor with a little thud…  I can almost reach it with my hands…  almost.

Hanging there for roughly 10 mintues, gives me time to look about the place.  Though it was with an upside down view.  It looks pretty much as when I left it.

I hear voices… very familiar voices coming from the back porch.  “He's here!”  He's back!”  “No more Mr. Rules!!” 

Then there's jostling and some arguing… the back door practically bursts open and four of the dwarfs come scampering across the floor.  I'm hugged and swatted on the back and my hair gets tussled and they're all talking at once.. well.. except Dopey, but he never says much.  Then Dopey plants one of those big, sloppy kisses on my face.

The dwarfs free me from the trap, and after our greetings and getting reacquainted and catching up, the four of them decide to go back and tell the other three dwarfs that General Hancock and I have returned.  “I'll be along shortly,” I tell them, “first thing lads, is I want to just sit and think.”

The sun has gone down by the time I set up an aluminum chair next to the fire ring, and using some tinder and a match get a nice fire going in it.  After a while, I pour a cup of freshly brewed, camp coffee… sit back and take in the view of the lake.  It doesn't seem as pretty for some reason.

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“Windows are Rolled Down”
Amos Lee

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4xY__FoDzY

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Open for Business

The gate was rusted shut but we got it opened.

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Here's a little gift from me to you all.  Copy this image and print it out…. then place it in a convient spot next to your keyboard.  Then the next time you feel insulted or abused, simply pick one from each column and send it as your reply.

You're welcome.

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Duh…. um… I have a suggestion

If you're going to be busy without being in a room, why not put that information in your Tag Line?  …  you know… the one at the bottom where we all put our clever sayings.  Why does AChat have to fix a problem that isn't really a problem?  It would take you only a few moments to change the line to say something like this: 

“I am not rooming just changing my clothes”

Then when you are finished with being busy, change it back to what you had.

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Feeling a bit of resolve, after running through all the emotions.  My morning started out as any other morning… happy… contented.  Then I read the lines… and like waves washing up on the lake shore… there washed my emotions.  Disbelief… sadness.. that empty feeling a man gets when he's suddenly stunned and isn't quite sure what to do.  Then I got angry.. upset…

Finally after all those feelings from my past came bubbling up… I thought of something.  I'm going after her.

I saddle General Hancock and lead him from the stable to the front porch. 

“Doc,”  I say, “keep a watch on things here.  You lads have been the best companions a man could hope for, I want you to know that.”

I continue, “I'm going after Amy.  General Hancock and I may be gone for a while… who knows.. we may never return.  Anyways… I want you lads to mind Miss Brandy, let her know where I've gone and keep us in your prayers.  Leave the cabin unlocked, in case Amy comes back.”

I climb up into the saddle… and stoop down a bit. “Bye lads.”

I pull the reins and turn the General… we make our way from the cabin and head for the railroad tracks.  “It's our only clue General,” I say, “if she wants to be found, we'll find her.”

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