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I know we said every friday, but, huh, well, like we give a fuck! --->>>><------------<<>------------------- SOL End Of Dayz CD Announced =/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/ In celebration of the 12 year anniversary of SOL's founding we are to release a CD containing EVERYTHING we can muster that SOL have ever done including music, txt, graphics and apps. This project is still very much in the development phase but look out for more information on www.soljo.org/eod/. When it is finally released it will most likly be sold/available cia the www.hungryhacker.com site. SOL Site Edited =/=/=/=/=/=/=/= The SOL Site at www.soljo.org/sol/ has been fully updated and ammended for the year (It only seems to happen once a year) and now most if not all of the information is new and relivent. Interesting to note that the first post on the site was made by Cronus in 2002. Doesn't time fly. New Soljo Annual Editor =/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/= Steinsky has been announced as the Editor of the forthcoming Syndicate of London Annual (SOLJO) 2004. Submissions should be sent to him via steinsky@soljo.org. Email Issue's =/=/=/=/=/=/= Please use paris@retrogeekretard.org to contact SOL or soljo for the time being as we are having trouble with the boxen that the other sites are hosted on's email. --->>>><------------<<>------------------- Quote 46: [Nurgle] : You have so much to learn about life keyDet79 : yes yoda --->>>><----------<<>----------------- Ruff Rider : A Ruff Game =/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/ It's been a while since the SOL Crew invented a new drinking game (the last one being the now infamous Trophey Game so adored by Steinsky and many other students around the universe, as was recently commented here - http://www.textscene.com/review2.html - Soljo has indeed taken over western europe!). But a new game has been invented. And there is one word for this game. And that word is "Ruff." HOW TO PLAY: ============ 1. Get a medium sized group of people together. 2. Seek intoxicants. 3. Announce the start of the game. 4. Announce who will begin the game. 5. At the next 5 min point on a designated clock (for example 5 past, 10 past, 15 past etc) the chosen person must announce to the group someone that they consider: "A RUFF RIDER" That is to say, "A BAD MAN" or a "ELITE PERSON"; however you wish to phrase it. It matters not. Rules: ------ 1) If a slot is missed the person who missed it must drink a shot. 2) Everyone in the group MUST agree on the ruffness of the chosen individual. If you cannot convince the entire population of the room/table of your subjects greatness, you must drink a shot. 3) The game continues clockwise (in terms of people) until you are so fucked you forget you are playing. It does not take that long. Trust. And that my friends, is an awesome game; and one which will amuse and abuse you in equal proportions. For an up to date of our most amusing "Ruff Riders" check out www.soljo.org/youlot/. Credits must go to Badger for this one. Word. --- PaRiS Editor of Everything paris@soljo.org www.thegreatone.me.uk Pica the little Pixie Person =/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/ An endless dark void of nothingness spread out in front of Pica the little Pixie Person as he trekked and trudged. He estimated, as he always did, that the alliteration would only be cute for the first two instances. How wise young Pica the Pixie Person was when wondering about what where and why of words. Enough of that though. Pica the little Pixie Person looked over his shoulder and glanced at the darkness; in general, not specifically. Squinting his little pixie eyes into the distance he could make out just a single pin prick of light. He hardly remembered it. It must have been light thought; because it wasn't dark. It was that binary. He wondered a tad absently where the light had gone, and how, without moving, he had distanced himself from it so much. He reasoned that he must have distanced himself... Or perhaps he was moved. That seemed more likely - after all, he liked the light why would he move himself? "Although," he thought as he worried at his sanity "I have never felt as if I was being moved from it." Pica theorised and dropped the alliteration to do so. It was after all, a tradition. He theorised that if he had not felt himself moving then he didn't necessarily have to feel himself moving back. He wondered if he was doing it right now. He doubted it. He doubted it almost as much as he wanted it. He turned his head once more hence ways forward and to the front. All at once. He scratched at his little pixie head and wondered some more; about what exactly he was unsure, his theoretical thought of theory had planted a seed in his pixie mind; and turned back on the alliteration accelerator aligned alarmingly alongside all Arcadian's. He wasn't happy with that one. Something was wrong. But before he could designate anymore thought or indeed scan his sentence structure, he noticed something else; something ELSE was wrong. "Curious." Thought Pica simply, for he was a simple creature. There was a worrying wondering going on in the parts of his brain not concerned with the mundane and boring issue's of walking forward and looking over his shoulder every now and again. Pica craved the light. He did. He had only just realised. And his craving addiction manifested not because the light was bright, but because it somehow seemed; right. Correct. "All in attendance and aesthetically irrelevant." He said quickly in order to hedge his bets. And Pica could not turn back to face it. Awful. So he stood for a moment, as he had done a million times before. Perfectly still. And then it clicked. Which hadn't happened before. Ever. Everything. It was wrong for a moment. "Click" it went. Then it was right. A rightness Pica the little Pixie Person had not felt in a long time. And Pica the little Pixie Person blinked. 182. It was that bad. And then Pica the little Pixie Person stumbled. And his eyes shut. And when he awoke he was once more surrounded by light. And the darkness had gone. And Pica the little Pixie Person picked himself up perfectly and over used alliteration some more; only this time he didn't care. Because it was allowed. Glint in his eye. He was again. --- PaRiS Editor of Everything paris@soljo.org www.thegreatone.me.uk --->>>><-------<<>------------- www.roxorz.org We welcome roxorz kru to the Moo World Order. www.hungryhacker.com Hungry hacker industries. mud.retrogeekretard.org One Mud to Rule Them All. www.soljo.org/eod/ The End of Dayz Cd Offical News Site. www.soljo.org/youlot/ Partially where we have all been recently. --->>>><-------------------------------------------- ALL COnTENtS CopYRIGHT THe SyNdICATE oF LoNdoN & ThE SoLJO 2004. EMAIL EDiTOR@SoLJO.ORG TO CONTACT. --->>>><-------------------------------------------- PArT Of ThE SYnDIcaTE OF LONDON PROPaGanDA mAChinE. ---------------------<<>----------------------