From: Laura Michelle Subject: Obsessions: AOL Disks (NEW!)(PG-13) Date: Wed, 28 Jan 1998 23:39:55 -0600 HolA! It is I!Laura Michelle Hale. I am in the process of creating a new series of stories entitled "Obsessions". I am going to include Duct Tape Rituals in this group. And I plan on making an r or nc-17 version of this story soon. Each story in this series will focus on some object and John and Delenn and their encounter with it... I will try a story will red jello next... but no gaurentees... This story is written by Laura Hale. My e-mail is Laura@b5teen.com but I can still be reached at FLUFFER@prodigy.net in a pinch. I mean no harm to AOL. I have no intention of doing anything mentioned in this story to them... I also mean no infrigement on Babylon 5. This was written for entertainment purposes only... Please feel free to comment. The nc-17 version will be sent to a beta reader to make sure I have no problems with antonmy this time, which I think I ignored last time... and my beta reader was not happy... RACHEL! HELP ME! I CAN'T REMEMBER THE BODY PART SONG! Anything else? No... not that I can think of... on with the story... .......................Obsessions..................... ........................AOL Disks..................... .....................A J&D Romance.................... ......By Laura Michelle Hale (Laura@b5teen.com)....... The man moved with languid grace towards the security check point after disembarking from an earth shuttle named Custard. Lieutenant Sherald, always on the look out for a chance to get a promotion thought there was something mighty suspicious about the man. He pulled him over quietly. "So what's in the package Mister?" Sherald asked quietly. "Why er.. nothing.. nothing illegal sir." The man stuttered. Sherald gave him a quick look, and then sighed. "Well then, what is in the box?" "A wedding gift for the president of the new alliance. A fine one. You see the Dali Lama asked me to give it to the President so he could remember earth's past and use them as an object of meditation" The man said. Sherald looked the man up and down. The man looked genuine. In fact, he reminded Sherald of a Ranger... A rather bumbling Ranger but a ranger.. In garb, bright orange and red silk garb. There all similarities ended. "If that is the case, I don't suppose you would open the BOX so I could examine the contents?" "why... no... um... that shouldn't be a problem mister - um.. What's your name?" The man squinted at his shirt. "Lieutenant?" "Sherald." Sherald replied then went back to staring at the man. "Why yes Mister Sherald. It shouldn't be a problem, just don't run a magnetic scan on them please. They'll lose all the information stored on them if you do. Oh and please please ground yourself?" Sherald continued to stare at him. "Sir, may I know your name before I comply with your Request?" And then Sherald continued to stare at him. "Oh my, I forgot my manners. I am Monk Groggs Hawthorne. Please forgive. I don't get out much and this is my first time in space. Normally I am playing with two hundred year old or three hundred year technology. It was so much simpler back then you see. And there was a company who ran most - " "Okay Hawthorne. Just open the box, so I can send you on you merry way." The man opened the box with a look of utter bliss on his face. "A o L disks!" the man beamed with pride. Sherald looked in the box, then laughed. "Amy of Light disks!" Sherald laughed some more. Groggs Hawthorne's mouth flew open. "No AMERICA ONLINE DISKS!" Then he stomped on Sherald's foot and walked off looking for a man named Theo who would show him how to contact the President to present him with his gift. 5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B "Groggs, nice to meet you young man. I understand you've been quite busy studying?" "Yes Brother Theo. I have. The Dali Lama instructed me to come here and present the President with a gift from our past to help him remember when Man was just getting off the ground, but still not living on Mars." Brother Theo smiled at the "young" man. He was smart, he was. He had the potential to do things, if he could avoid falling flat on his face from his lack of people skills. Oh well, he thought, thee is always a great man behind a leader. Groggs would have his day. 5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B John Sheridan smiled as Brother Theo approached his table with a Buddhist Tibetan Monk. He hadn't seen him in awhile. "John, this is Groggs. He works with the Dali Lama." "Ah, pleased to meet you Groggs." John Sheridan sent a questioning look to the good brother. "anything I can do for you or the Dali?" Groggs blinked as if he lost his train of thought. "The Dali... um.. why yes... he said hello." Brother Theo sat down. "Groggs, isn't there something else? Like what's in your hands?" The monk looked at his hands and noticed the wood box. "Err.. why.. um... yes. I had forgotten. Captain, er, Mister President, I am so pleased to meet you. The Dali asked me to give this to you." Groggs then thrust the box at John Sheridan. After a startled, look John removed the box from his hands. "It is from 1997, the year of AOL!" Groggs proudly proclaimed. "The year of the Army of Light?" John asked. That was certainly strange, as the Army of Light hadn't been in existence back then. "No, no, no, no. America On Line." "Aahh.." Said John. "and that was?" "um... It was like babcom on the station. No one else, only they sent you these things..." Groggs noted as he took one out of the box. "they're called disks. And they er... well.. er.. tried to force you to use their service. It was amazing. Eventually American government one out and AOL disappeared into history in 1999, the year of the Netizen Revolt... um... well... literally. Almost all the disks were burned and the leaders castrated by Netizens. It sort of got er... well covered up later on... that's why you don't here much about it... and er... well..." The monk looked a little flustered. "That's cool" John said to alleviate some of the tension. The monk nodded weakly. "Um... er... well... mediate over them... and um... er... good luck!" Then Groggs practically ran from the President. Brother Theo only sighed and shrugged and then followed after the fleeing monk. 5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B John sat at his desk in his new office, tossing a AOL disk absentmindedly while contemplating the future of the new alliance. He continued to flip the disk in the air. The problem with the new alliance was a lack of technological unity. Yes, there was an over all basic similarity in physics application. No, there was no congruity in how the physical pieces go to together. A narn jump gate was not interchangeable with parts from am earth jump gate should maintenance be required. With the influx of many alien technologies into a rather confine area, there needed to be some sense of unity among them... John continued to flip the disk. John leaned back in his chair and set the disk on the desk. A similar problem humanity back in the 1990's, or so he had understood when he had Monk Groggs explain to him the full story of what had happened to AOL. AOL had bought out its competitors and coerced colleges into making them there "Access provider". Eventually AOL had cornered and owned 79% of the global internet. This had proved a dangerous thing when a radical and militant person who advocated getting rid of all technology had planted a virus in AOL's main frame. This had led to the fall of the internet, and led to the founding of coms and cores. The technology had been fine but the potential for growth had infuriated long time Net users. Their protests had fallen upon deaf ears until the virus and after it they had ransacked AOL headquarters and trashed the place, leaving the seeds for the old way destroyed. There in lay John's problem. How do you handle the merger of technology with a goal of order? It was darned hard to do... He went on puzzling this matter over. 5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B Delenn entered John's office after failing to finds him in his quarters, where they had planned to stay tonight. What she found was a very big surprise. John and Michael were flipping things at a picture on the wall. She stood in the door way and watched. "How many you got left?" Michael asked. John leaned over and looked into the box. "About a hundred. I think I can lose about fifty more without any feelings of guilt." With that, John picked up an AOL cd and whipped it at a picture of a man named jms, which he had found on one of these things when Groggs had opened it on his computer for him. "Hit him in the nose!" John said with a laugh. Delenn sighed as she let her presence be known. "Men and their toys. Come John. Time for bed. Take your toys with you." John gave Michael a knowing look and picked up his box, then followed after his wife. 5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B John smiled as he was slept. "AOL disks AOL disks AOL Disks I love my AOL disks thank you Dali Thank you Dali" Delenn frowned. She needed sleep. She lightly kicked the man next to her. He mumbled again and added a snore for good measure. Delenn pinched him, in the buttocks. He rolled on her. "Mmmmm AOL Disks! " Delenn did the only natural solution left to her: she pushed him off the bed. There was a thud and then an "ow". "What was that for?" John asked from his new spot on the floor. "John? Who is AOL disks?" "Um AOL disks aren't a person. They're a thing They run old thi ngs." Delenn tried not to laugh out loud. She couldn't help it. She laughed. "Like you I suppose?" John blushed. "NO! Like old data storage devices Not Crystals but -" John reached over onto the bedside table and grabbed his box from the Dali Lama. "These Things!" John opened the box and proffered an AOL CD and disk for his beautiful wife to inspect. Delenn sighed. She looked at it. It was unimpressive. It was a heap of plastic that seamed to hold little value. She started to lift the metal piece up. John jumped off the floor and pushed her hand away. "Don't do that! You'll damage it!" Delenn sighed again. "John, can we do something of more interest then play with - " Delenn held up the disk to the dim light in their quarters "old data storage items?" John smiled. He placed the box in his hand on the bed, and removed the disk and CD from his wife's hand and placed it next to the box and the proceed to make passionate and beautiful love to his wife. 5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B "Uh oh" "What was that?" "Delenn that felt good but I think we broke a couple of CDs" "Well do it again John! I love it. I love you." Two bodies grinding against each other. 5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B "I feel plastic underneath me I like it" The sounds of disks being smashed against each other was heard. "OH DELENN!" 5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B The sound of disks falling off the bed and being stepped on as a male traveled to the washroom was heard. 5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B5b5B And now, the last of the AOL disks are gone because because go figure men [FIN] Male Bashing should be an olympic Sport... he he he