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One more chance * TED *
Prisoner of love II (The Letter) * TED *
Prisoner of love III (The Answer) * TED *
Houze Of Da Rice V1.1 * FOWL *
Maledivian Dreams (Hy Frogger!) * FOWL *
THE CHAMPS Introtune-Remix * FOWL *
Blue Sleeeeves * FOWL *
For L.I.S.A. (Insiders only!) * FOWL *
THE HEARTBREAKERS are back !
Credits:
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SONGS by Fowl and Ted Burning of THE HEARTBREAKERS.............................
MAIN CODE done by Electron (independent).......................................
ADDITIONAL CODE done by Chanel (independent) & Fowl............................
DEZIGN by Ted Burning & Fowl...................................................
MORAL SUPPORT by nobody, cos nobody thought we would make it !!!...............
(Who is nobody ? - Nobody is perfect ! - And who is perfect ? - NOBODY !) Aargh!
Simple Instructions:
Touch the LEFT mousebutton and choose your music.
Press BOTH mousebuttons to quit.
Use CURSOR-KEYS or JOYSTICK to roll the text up/down.
Use HELP-KEY to toggle auto-scroll on/off
But now let`s start the funscroll:
As Ted B. took in the last musicdisk the opportunity to write the first part of
this text, I'm now proud to say, that I managed to convince him, that this time
I have the hard job to introduce you to this musicdisk. Well, how to get
started: Instruction is found at your local toilet. Just use the broom and
wipe your worries away, because we will entertain you with some Kb of pure text.
Our last musicdisk had a wrong replayer (hups!) and some minor errors (double-
hups!), but I hope this is all fixed now. Anyway, if you don't have it, then I
recommend to get it, because there is real funny toilet text!!! I would like to
entitle this musicdisk 'We Ran Over Him'. Why this silly name? Well, the first
musicdisk was named 'We Brake For Nobody', and as we didn't brake for HIM, we
ran HIM over. Satisfied, or what? If you don't swap with me and you don't get
crazy (!MAD!) letters from me, then you can't imagine how stupid/silly/MAD I am!
It's true, there is no chance to start a normal conversation with me, I always
have the idea to kid you in any way. You also can't imagine how hard it is for
me to speak to a girl in my (rough) words. They always misunderstand
everything, hehe. Ok, let's stop this esnesnon and give you some greetings.
Here are my personal greets:
FROGGER OF MSI: Yo cool buddy, aber warum schreibe ich Englisch? Ist das nicht
eine Ehre, als erster griets zu bekommen? Naja, ich hoffe, KARL KOT wird ein
durchsch(...)lagender Erfolg, gelle?
TSA OF CYBORX: Noch so eine Witzkanone! Was waere ich bloss ohne Dich? Deine
Briefe erinnern mich immer an Monty Pyton mit MAD und Don Martin gemixt! Uff,
ich hoffe, Dir gefallen die tjunez, hae?
TIMETHRUST OF CYBORX: Tach Jan! (War das richtig?) Wir kennen uns zwar nicht,
abba, wen stoert's? Keep on doing (Doing!) your great (greta? Kreta?) demos!
RACKLER OF WILDFIRE: Joh great friend! Mal sehen, ob ich das jemals gebacken
kriege, eine richtig grosse Ladung Disks vorbeizuschicken. Aber kennt man ja:
Viele Disks, viel teuer, nix Geld, tjaaa, aber irgendwann mal, floet...
WARDEN OF ARISE: Tach Holger! Didn't you get ma latest parcel? I posted it
some weeks ago. Or did you stop your great AMIGA-work? Hmm, schreib' mal und
schick' doch mal wieder die disks zurueck, bitte!!!
SKYFIRE OF ZONE: Hallo Steffen! Extra-Mega-Greetings an Dich, weil Du immer so
geile Sachen mitschickst!!! Meet ya somewhen(?) somewhere...
CiBi OF SHINING 8: It's cool, it's great, it's ... ehhh? Wie hiess die Gruppe
noch mal? Naja, keep on sending great stuff!!! Bis denn. Tschuess Jens, ehh..
Heinz, ehh... Du weisst schon... !!!!!!!!UWE!!!!!!!!
SKEZ ONE of ???: Yoh Mike! Lang nix gehoert, hier, oder wie? Was'n los? No
time, no bock, no ??? Send me soon some words of you, good old friend!!!
OLIVER K.: Jupp, dudeldumm, Tach auch! Keep on sending LOADS of stuff!!!
THE FACE INC.: Hi! Schreib' doch mal laengere Briefe, hier, oder was?!
And a MEGAGREAT (coool!) HappyHippo to my good old pal (NTSC?) Sinnlos 54
oder 61, oder so... Wat is los, hae? Auch kein Bock mehr auf Computer? Naja, wat
macht die Weibsenschaft? Hart und heftich? Ich HOFFE es! ReReRecontact me!!!
Well, that was it for the greetings. I just wrote down the names as they
appeared in my little brain. If you are missed, your fault!!! Then you didn't
send for a long time! Next time you'll be included, if you remark it, ok!?
Personal hellos to L.I.S.A. (only for insiders, grins!) and Philippa. I just
can't get enough, hehehehe...
Well, seems, that one guy is disappointed now... And I know his name: Ted
Burning!!! Ok, ok, especially for you a very, very, very great yohoooo for
being a good friend and for the times, we spent together. Thnx for calling me
nearly every week, for coming nearly every week (for paying high
Politessen-bills every week), and for having done this great musicdiskseries
possible. THANK YOU GOOD OLD PAL!!!
Well, we (The Heartbreakers) have got a little problem: we urgently need a
coder for some funny projects in the near future. So if you think you hard
enough to stand our jokes (ballaballa, you know?) then it is you chance to
become an official HEARTBREAKER (TM, (R), (C) 1991). Taetae! Is dat nix???
Contact one of our contact-addresses, when you would like to get the honour to
call yourself a Heartbreaker!!! Einsendeschluss ist der 31.12.1992... Oeh...
Hmmm???
Ok, you think you got it to the end of this text, but BLARP! you didn't!
Hehe... You have to know that there are a lot of bytes present in my little
brain, but they never manage to get out, so here they have the chance to flee
into the wide, wide world. So what to write about? Did you know that there is
a hidden part in this menu? Hehe, if you got it, then let us know! If you
failed to find it... well, not our fault, is it?!?
Some remarks about the tunes: some of them are quite old, but nevertheless, I
like them a bit. There are many shit (standard)-modules on my module-disks, but
those, which are presented here have got a different style apart from other
tunes, if you know what I mean?!? Not that quite boring always the same
bassline and melody but a trembling variation in all of them. Just look at THE
CHAMPS REMIX. It was supposed to be composed upon the melody and bass-line of
an old CHAMPS intro (cool guys, by the way!). Anyway, it turned out to have the
melody of an Achim Reichel song (uncool guy, by the way). I got more and more
patterns and more and more ideas about new melodies, so listen to this song and
discover all melodies, which are present. Hope you can find and recall them
all!!!
This great code was originally done by Electron, edited by Chanel, and finally
raped by Fowl (hey, that is me!!!). I hope most of the known bugs are fixed
now! If not, let us know...
An important message: Do *NOT* contact me (Fowl) for swapping anymore! I have
got enough (?!MAD!?) contacts, and there is no chance to get in a regularly swap
with me, so better drop this idea at once! If you have got new **LEGAL!** tools
or samples or new Protrackers, then you may contact or just drop me a message.
I will write back to you. My address is found in any module present on this
disk. You can also use the address, which popped up at the FUCK-PD-Companies
sign during loading, ... Gurk!
ARGH! The bytes in my brain caused an accident. They all want to get out
parallel, but unfortunately, my output-handle can only mess serial signals,
hehe... I have to close this text, because I wrote in the first musicdisk soooo
awful much, that it produced an error in the text-print routine! So, that's
all! In the last chapter you will read the story about CAPTAIN VOGT, until then
you have to read some text of Ted Burning following NOW!!!
Heya Guyz and Girlz ! This is Teddy with the most uninteresting scrolltext since
1456 before Christ.
Hey, you are not allowed to read on, you are ordered to do ! Is that clear ?
The date is the 5th of September in the year of 1992 and it is 2.30 pm..........
I think it is not such a good time for writing a scroller, but (maybe you are
not interested in that...?).
This time my songs are real old ones : The Letter and The Answer are made about
18 months ago and One more chance was made in a fucking hurry (Why?) 7 months
ago. I hope you are not too disappointed caused by that...
For all those who wanna contact me for really everything they want to, here is
my address:
Jens Wippermann
Brahmsstr.31
4019 Monheim 1
Germany
Now some greetings to all my best friends and contacts:
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Uli (Fowl) of The Heartbreakers (Thnx! -.Fowl)
Troglobyte and Salva of Darkness
Chanel and Electron (independent)
The Deprotector (independent)
Senseless 61 of ??? (Ich bin Bomberschnulli, keine Rettungsnase ! Write me...)
Archie of LSD (I hope you like this...)
Stookie of Dual Crew
Billy the Kid of Skandal
Fred and Necromancer of The Bubblemen
Mr. Beat of ???
D.M. Group
Survivor of Defcon One (Call me, please !)
and all those I've forgotten...
I think I didn't promise too much when I said that this is the most boring
scrolltext since Adam and Eve ! Maybe this is caused by having absolutely no
bock writing a scrolly.
Do you know the song ONCE from JQ & THE BANDITS ? Let me tell ya the first line
of it...
They say, once in your life a true love comes your way...
BUT WHEN WILL THIS BE ?
Okay, I think it will not be nice if I tell ya something about my problems...
But, I have written a little text for my Prisoner of love Trilogy...............
DEPENDENCE
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Since I ve fallen in love again
I can tell you, thats no game
I cant sleep - I cant eat
cause my thoughts are still with her
You know that I love you
You know that I want you
You said that you need some time to think about it
You know that I need you
You know that I ll be faithful
You know that I would give everything for you
When I m out for playing pool
They tell me I m a fool
cause I lose every round
pound for pound
cause my thoughts are still not here
- They can offer me a car
- They can offer me much money
- But I won t take anything
- If I could get her heart
You know that I love you
You know that I want you
You said that you need some time to think about it
You know that I need you
You know that I ll be faithful
You know that I would give everything for you
I often tried to talk with her
but I always failed, everywhere
so I m still waiting
for her answer
cause my thoughts are going crazy
You know that I love you
You know that I want you
You said that you need some time to think about it
You know that I need you
You know that I ll be faithful
You know that I am waiting for your answer
Fucking bad english ! Wow ! I think this would be a real cool songtext for a
real worse SCHNULZE !
I think the only way to increase the lenght of this boring scrolly is to put a
list of all my MEGADEMOS and TRACKMOS in it...but that s no good idea, or ?
Some call themselves DEPROTECTOR or TERMINATOR or PREDATOR, maybe I should call
myself THE COLLECTOR (of Megademos,etc. -CONTACT ME THEREFOR !-)
Okay, before you all get sleepy (schnarch!) I will cut now ! This scrolly was
all other than interesting, I think.
Ted Burning of THE HEARTBREAKERS in the year of friendship 1992 !
I recommend to close your eyes, if you don't want to get crazy, because FOWL
presents: ....
!!!!! CAPTAIN VOGT !!!!!!
Say what? You don't know CAPTAIN VOGT??? Warf! That's veeeeery uncoooool,
y'know? Let me explain. Captain Vogt is a figure from the outer space. Well,
in fact he visited the school together with me in the last 13 years, so I really
know, what I am speaking from. He is what you call in Germany a little 'SPASTI'
(Nix Stasi! S-P-A-S-T-I!!). That means he is veeeeery uncoooool but I think
you know... Well, during the time of thirteen years there were many stories
told about CAPTAIN VOGT and so a friend of me (SENSELESS `61!!!) and myself
took an editor and typed one of them into memory:
Captain Vogt, 4042-HAL, The Introduction
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Der erste Satz ist immer der schwierigste. Lassen Sie uns also mit dem zweiten
beginnen: Es regnete. Die Ozonwerte waren recht hoch und Steffi Graf hatte an
diesem Morgen einen Grafficker geheiratet, und gerade diese Tatsache liess das
Gesicht des jungen Captains, der gerade am planetarischen Weltenmuseum
vorbeischlenderte, recht finster aussehen. Er hasste hohe Ozonwerte. Angesichts
dieser Tatsache (und der Tatsache, dass er von Stefi die Nase voll hatte (und da
es regnete)) fasste er den Entschluss, seinem Freund Tim, der Drehtuersteher des
Museums war, einen Besuch abzustatten. Er lenkte seine Schritte in Richtung des
Museums... 15 Minuten spaeter konnte er die Drehtuer wieder verlassen. Nach
weiteren 15 Minuten auf der richtigen Seite. (Hier musste der Leser das erste
mal mitdenken.) Leicht irritiert stolperte Captain Vogt in die Eingangshalle des
Museums, stuerzte und erwartete nun eigentlich die vertrauten Schuhe Tims zu
sehen. Sie standen auch heute an ihrem gewohnten Platz. Erfreut begann Captain
Vogt eine tiefenphilosophische Diskussion, bei der er Tim in Grund und Boden
argumentierte. Als Captain Vogts Nase anfing zu schmerzen (Er lag immer noch
baeuchlings), drehte er sich schwungvoll auf den Ruecken, rollte 20 Meter weg
und robbte zu seinem alten Platz zurueck (was ziemlich schwer war, da das Robben
auf dem Ruecken eine gewisse Übung erfordert). Als er wieder an seinem
Ausgangspunkt angekommen war, fiel ihm auf, dass kein Tim im rechten Schuh
steckte. Erschrocken schaute er im linken nach! Aber, `oh schreck, Tim ist
weg.` rapte Captain Vogt. Entschlossen handelte Captain Vogt: sich der Lage
bewusst, dass Tim ohne seine besonnene Hilfe aus dem Gang-Labyrinth des Museums
(4 Haupt- und zwei Nebengaenge) herausfinden wuerde, machte er sich auf die
Suche. Er schaute auf seine Digital Brotomat 21. Verdammt! Es war schon das
Jahr 2001! Er musste sich beeilen, wollte er nicht den Weltuntergang im Jahre
2006 versaeumen. `Schoisse, Video ist noch an!` schlug er sich vor die Stirn,
haute daneben, und war schon auf dem Weg nach Hause. Kurz vor der Drehtuer
erkannte er deren Gefahr, stoppte Apprupt, obwohl Apprupt etwas dagegen hatte,
weil er auch nach Hause wollte, und beide schlitterten in Drehtuer hinein,
worauf Drehtuer ziemlich erbost reagierte, da sie dies fast so wenig leiden
konnte wie Witze ueber ausgefallene Namen. Aber wer heisst schon `ausgefallene
Namen` ? Der Knaeuel von Menschen (respektive: Captain Vogt, Apprupt und
Drehtuer) rollte Laut fluchend in die Drehtuer. Laut straeubte sich zwar, war
aber der Kraft der Drei nicht gewachsen. Frau Drei war naemlich ziemlich
kraeftig. Sie half Captain Vogt und den anderen diesen Witz voellig
auszuschlachten. Was Herrn Witz wiederum wehtat. Aber lassen wir das. Tim war
inzwischen wieder mal gekommen (hier musste man das zweite mal denken), hatte
seine Schuhe angezogen und sass nun mit Laut ueber Drei und Captain Vogt lachend
auf seinem Pfoertnerstuehlchen... Das erboste das interstellare Weltengericht
dermassen, dass es einstimmig Captain Vogt von der Erde verbannte. Und damit
faengt eine fast unglaubliche Story an......
(Ausblenden, Ende erster Akt)
Captain Vogt, '4240-HAL', TEIL I
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Nachdem Captain Vogt von der Erde verbannt wurde, sucht er nun sein Glueck in
den Sternen: Die lautlose Stille des Weltalls, fuer Jahrmillionen Jahre
unberuehrt (wenn man ueber eine nicht-existente Materie ueberhaupt so sprechen
kann), jungfraeulich daliegend und ebenso unschuldig wie fast alle restliche
Materie und Antimaterie, die in ihr enthalten ist. Nichts, rein gar nichts
koennte in dieser unendlichen Wueste aus Vakuum und ein wenig zusammengeballter
Masse auffallen. Naja... fast nichts... WROOOSCH!!!! rast ein, im ersten
Moment undefinierbares Objekt an uns vorbei und hinterlaesst eine Elektronenspur
aus Milliarden leuchtender Protonen (Dem scharfsinnigen Beobachter wird
auffallen, dass diese Protonenspur die Form einer Zeichenfeder hat (Was diese
Zeichenfeder allerdings mit dieser Geschichte zu tun hat, werden Sie spaeter
erfahren)). Begeben wir uns nun in das Innere dieses, sich im zweiten Moment
als Raumkapsel entpuppendes, Objekt: So ziemlich in der Mitte der Kapsel
befindet sich ein grosser Sessel, auf dem sich Captain Vogt gerade mit
Lichtgeschwindigkeit um die eigene Achse dreht. Haben Sie schon einmal einen
Vogt auf dem Kommandosessel einer Raumkapsel sich mit Lichtgeschwindigkeit
drehend gesehen? Ein ziemlich komischer Anblick, der selbst Einstein zu wahren
Lachkrampforgien getrieben haette. Die ALDI-Tuete, die Captain Vogt's Kopf
schmueckt, verzieht sich unter dem Einfluss der Lichtgeschwindigkeit zu einer
blaeulich-gelben, farbverschobenen Masse, die staendig der Materie des Kopfes
hinterherfliegt. Captain Vogt dagegen scheint es Spass zu machen, sofern man
seine leicht verzogene Miene richtig deutet. Aber irgend- wann wird's auch dem
Vogt zu meta-physisch und deswegen setzt er den Anti-Lichtprotonen-Generator
mittels Gedankenkraft in Gang, das heisst er versucht's zumindest, aber da der
Captain mehr oder weniger Lichtgeschwindigkeits-verschobene Gedanken besitzt,
kehren sich seine Gedanken ins Gegenteil. Was dann passierte, kann man sich
leicht ausdenken: Captain Vogt fliegt mitsamt ALDI-Tuete und Kommandosessel aus
dem Raumschiff heraus (er hatte wegen seiner Lichtgeschwindigkeits-verschobenen
Gedanken aus Versehen an den Schleudersitzknopf gedacht! (IDIOT!!!)).
WROOOM!!! Tja, und da haengt CAPTAIN VOGT heute noch mit seinem Fallschirm
(Fallschirm!? IM WELTRAUM?????!!!!) und der ALDI-Tuete auf dem Kopf und wartet
darauf, da endlich mal das Klingonen-Gemueseschiff vorbeikommt und ihn mitnimmt.
Aber da der Weltraumgemuesemarkt der Klingonen nur alle 27583 Jahre stattfindet,
hat unser Captain sicher noch viel zu ueberlegen, und weil wir ihn dabei nicht
stoeren wollen, blenden wir nun sanft aus.
(Ausblenden, Ende zweiter Akt. Ende des gesamten Stuecks)
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This is a list of the persons we want to dedicate this musicdisk.
(Those in UPPERCASED letters we LOVE!!!) :
Edwin A. Abbot, Thomas von Aquin, Archimedes, ISAAC ASIMOV, Charles Babbage,
Johann S. Bach, Francis Bacon, Charles Berlitz, Jean Bernoulli, Niels Bohr, Max
Born, Tycho Brahe, Johannes Brahms, Berthold Brecht, DIK & CHRIS BROWNE,
GIORDANO BRUNO, Wilhelm Busch, Johannes von Buttlar, Georg Cantor, Lewis
Carroll, Marie Curie, Charles Darwin, Daniel Defoe, Rene Descartes, Charles
Dickens, HOIMAR VON DITFURTH, Don Quijote, Fletcher Durrell, Thomas A. Edison,
ALBERT EINSTEIN, Erastosthenes, MAURITS C. ESCHER, Gustav T. Fechner, Edward
Feigenbaum, Roetger Feldmann, Enrico Fermi, Galileo Galilei, Martin Gardner,
Kurt Goedel, Vincent van Gogh, El Greco, Lars Gustafsson, Edmund Halley, Robert
A. Heinlein, Werner Heisenberg, Ernest Hemmingway, Charles H. Hinton, Douglas
R. Hofstadter, Harry Houdini, Aldous Huxley, F. IBANEZ, Jean M. Jarre,
Immanuel Kant, Lord Kelvin, Johannes Kepler, Stephen King, Nikolaus Kopernikus,
Kraftwerk, Pierre-Simon de Laplace, Orlando Lasso, John Locke, Martin Luther,
Ernst Mach, James C. Maxwell, Meister Eckehart, Benoit Mandelbrot, Johan van
Manen, Don Martin, Gregor Mendel, Hermann Minkowski, Marvin L. Minsky, Claude
Monet, Jaques Monod, Monteverdi, Wolfgang A. Mozart, EDSELL MURPHY, Ernest
Nagel, Ruediger Nehberg, Isaac Newton, Friedrich Nietzsche, P.D. Ouspensky,
Blaise Pascal, Wolfgang Pauli, Pablo Picasso, Werner Pieper, Max Planck, Platon,
Sergej Prokofieff, Hans Reichenbach, REMBRANDT, Bernhard Riemann, Rubens, RUDOLF
VON BITTER aka RUDI RUCKER, Ernest Rutherford, Carl Sagan, Jean Paul Satre,
Erwin Schroedinger, WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Stetsasonic, Peter Tschaikowski, Alan
M. Turing, Mark Twain, Richard Wagner, Joseph Weizenbaum, H.G. Wells, John A.
Wheeler, Fred A. Wolf, Tom Wolfe, Zeno.
Well, that was it for the moment from the HEARTBREAKERS. IF you want to see
further musicdisks from us then support our mailboxes with your letters. Even
if you send candies you will get a long answer. PROMISED!!!
TED B. & FOWL of THE HEARTBREAKERS
September anno 1992