{"id":14104,"date":"2023-03-21T02:57:13","date_gmt":"2023-03-21T01:57:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.graviton.at\/letterswaplibrary\/the-story-of-spam-by-raphael-dareau-september-7-1991\/"},"modified":"2023-03-21T02:57:13","modified_gmt":"2023-03-21T01:57:13","slug":"the-story-of-spam-by-raphael-dareau-september-7-1991","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.graviton.at\/letterswaplibrary\/the-story-of-spam-by-raphael-dareau-september-7-1991\/","title":{"rendered":"The Story Of Spam, By Raphael Dareau (September 7, 1991)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Exported from SPITFIRE Bulletin Board System on 09-07-91 at 13:12:15!<br \/>\nDATE&#8230;.. : 09-07-91 13:07:12<br \/>\nTO&#8230;&#8230;. : All Users<br \/>\nFROM&#8230;.. : Raphael Dareau<br \/>\nSUBJECT.. : .<\/p>\n<p>The Story Of Spam<\/p>\n<p>    The story of Spam as remembered from a time not so long ago&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>    One day in a Multi-Player game called Avatar, Laecretius, a fine and<br \/>\npowerful sorcerer, was running one of the lower levels of the game and<br \/>\nroasting and toasting monsters like all fine young sorcerers do.  Then he<br \/>\nran into Ninja &#8211; which instantly trashed Laecretius.  But before dying,<br \/>\nhe yelled &#8220;Oh SPAM!&#8221;, and fell to the floor.  The other players of the<br \/>\ngame heard his cry.  Although they were surprised, but yet quick to<br \/>\nadapt, the other people in the game instantly caught on to the theory and<br \/>\nthe ideas of Spam.  Spam began to spread by word of mouth as &#8220;Wand Of<br \/>\nSpam&#8221;, &#8220;Helm Of Spam&#8221;, &#8220;The Spam Lord hits you critically for 1 damage.&#8221;<br \/>\nand this went on for several hours for that day before everyone turned<br \/>\noff their E-messages (Everybody Messages) and that ended that for the<br \/>\nday.  However, they kept on going via Avatar and several notesfiles.<br \/>\nEven the great Felixmeister heard about SPAM.<\/p>\n<p>    Unfortunately, the great Felixmeister zapped Avatar and put in a &#8220;new<br \/>\nand improved&#8221; version of the game.  All the characters as we knew them<br \/>\ndied.  However, the legend of Spam did not die off.  It spread by the<br \/>\nword of the famous words of Raphael Dareau, Crunch, AIESHA, Merlin,<br \/>\nHAMMERCROM, Irongrond, Beth, and the others are just insignifigant<br \/>\npeople.  Pretty soon the entire game of Avatar seperated into factions:<br \/>\nThe Spam, The Neutral Luncheon Meat, and The Anti-Spam.  Consisting of<br \/>\nthe Anti-Spam were jude\/mainei and The Lipless One, who uttered from his<br \/>\nnon-existant lips, &#8220;No Warlock Shall Eat Spam.&#8221;  Pretty soon, things got<br \/>\npretty hostile on the New-Avatar and people soon got into the habit of<br \/>\nturning off their E-messages every time they enetered the game.  Pretty<br \/>\nsoon the worlds of =purgatory and =spam was filled with the infamous<br \/>\nluncheon meat.  Then =pad, the most famous notesfile in existance, filled<br \/>\nup with Spam.  Merlin kept throwing it at regular intervals at the<br \/>\nFelixmeister and they became very obtrusive to the general public.<br \/>\nPretty soon Spam brought about the quotings of texts such as &#8220;The<br \/>\nHitchhiker&#8217;s Guide To The Galaxy&#8221; within =pad, and people started to make<br \/>\ndeath threats and went as far as offering their high power sign-ons to<br \/>\nthe Slingers Of The Spam.<\/p>\n<p>    However, this was all temporary, as the Debmeister swooped down from<br \/>\nher own universe and sucked the NovaNET ports from existance in Bangor,<br \/>\nMaine and therefore caused a chain reaction that caused the eventual<br \/>\ncollapse of the universe of Bangor.  However, this was not the end of the<br \/>\nLegend of Spam.  Crunch &#8220;The Gold Is In Your Ear, And It Won&#8217;t Melt In<br \/>\nYour Hand&#8221; got together with Raphael Dareau and Merlin and began to<br \/>\nspread Spam on the local BBS&#8217;s.  Spam had by now evolved from a simple<br \/>\nWand Of Spam to catchy phrases such as &#8220;Eat your spam, little boy.&#8221; and<br \/>\neventually brought about &#8220;Eat your TriTel, little boy.&#8221;, but that is<br \/>\nanother story.<\/p>\n<p>    Pretty soon Balzac came into the picture and was absorbed by the<br \/>\nJelly of The Slinging Of The Spams.  Then the Electra Byte BBS popped<br \/>\ninto existance &#8212; and encouraged the spreading of the Spam.  Many people,<br \/>\nlike in Avatar, turned off the people who continually preached about<br \/>\nSpam, but that did not stop the Spam.  Many people began to make aliases<br \/>\nlike SpamMan and more catchy phrases such as &#8220;It is Raph, the Spam Man<br \/>\nwith all the answers&#8221; popped into existance.<\/p>\n<p>    The EB crashed and brought about the existance of a local BBS where<br \/>\nSpam is slung freshly every night.  Many local people have spread the<br \/>\nlegend of Spam.<\/p>\n<p>    However, our story doesn&#8217;t end here.  The last entry in the Legend Of<br \/>\nSpam is that Merlin cooked Spam at midnight and woke up his mother from<br \/>\nher sweet beauty sleep with its odor.  However, as Raphael Dareau,<br \/>\nCrunch, and Merlin go through other computer networks, you are certain<br \/>\nthat Spam will follow them.<\/p>\n<p>THE END<\/p>\n<div class='watch-action'><div class='watch-position align-right'><div class='action-like'><a class='lbg-style1 like-14104 jlk' href='javascript:void(0)' data-task='like' data-post_id='14104' data-nonce='72e055e984' rel='nofollow'><img class='wti-pixel' src='https:\/\/www.graviton.at\/letterswaplibrary\/wp-content\/plugins\/wti-like-post\/images\/pixel.gif' title='Like' \/><span class='lc-14104 lc'>0<\/span><\/a><\/div><\/div> <div class='status-14104 status align-right'><\/div><\/div><div class='wti-clear'><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Exported from SPITFIRE Bulletin Board System on 09-07-91 at 13:12:15! 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