World Watch OnLine: The UnOfficial Buckaroo Banzai Mailing List
# 99 (6 September 1999)
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Contents:
Greetings
Re: World Watch OnLine 98 - 29 August 1999
Re: World Watch OnLine 98 - 29 August 1999
An apology for those who care
Thought the list might be interested
Song: There You Are, Series Questions
Check It out...
WELCOME TO THE BUCKAROO BANZAI PIC SITE!!
Dragon Tales
Lock and Key, Chapter 13, pt.2

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Greetings, and Happy Labor Day for those that care.

Another stormy week for the southeast coast. Hope all are high
and dry.

As of this moment, theres a TABB laserdisc on Ebay for less than $100.
The seller misspelled-spelled Banzai which may be why its still so low
(Bonzai I believe is what they did). 
This is where I remind folks to do separate searches for both buckaroo
and Banzai (and search titles and descriptions) to help get around such
things. Also, searching cast members names might help.

Dont be mean...
ArcLight

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Subj:	Re: World Watch OnLine 98 - 29 August 1999
Date:	8/29/99 10:04:41 PM Eastern Daylight Time
From:	BanzaiSGI

	Well, guys, I was going to report on some BB happenings around this part of
the Florida panhandle, but my online business decided to go and grow at an
exponential rate that requires my full attention for a bit....
	I did see a few BB items of memorabilia at the local flea market but some
kid spilled his soda all over the top of the table and so out it went....some
comics, cut outs from what appeared to be a cardboard sign, etc. (Wish I
could report that a black van appeared and hauled the 'kid' off, but the kid
actually demanded the table owner buy him another soda ''because your table
ain't level and it spilled my soda''...)
	I'll be on the road down to Ft Myers in a couple weeks and will let you know
what I find on my travels..........
	Geez, combat was easier than this.........lol.....
Jim/Call Sign Banzai

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Subj:	Re: World Watch OnLine 98 - 29 August 1999 
Date:	8/30/99 7:04:10 PM Eastern Daylight Time
From:	Lord TZer0

  Who's movie poster was behind the desk of a certain cryptographer working
on cracking the riddle of the CIA's cryptos sculpture on Monday's CBS evening
news?
You know who.  It's Buckaroo!

Strike Team Comanche
BBI # 1122 Laredo

**** Really?? Please tell me that somehow, someway, someone on the
List has a vidcap of that. - ArcLight ****

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Subj:	 An apology for those who care
Date:	9/1/99 4:12:32 PM Eastern Daylight Time
From:	reddi68@hotmail.com (Diane Cantwell)

I realize that by now most of you don't even recall "The Whisper", but I 
feel the need to just cringe and say ... er, sorry, but I sincerely don't 
know when it will be finished.  Have just started the full-time credentials 
program here at SF State in addition to working 30 hours a week in an effort 
to keep living in my house and my benefits, and spare time is pretty sparse. 
  So, uh, I can either just say that someday it will be finished, or hand 
the reigns over to some other willing soul, whichever sounds like more fun.

See you in the chat rooms,
BBI Red Di

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Subj:	 Thought the list might be interested
Date:	9/2/99 2:45:56 PM Eastern Daylight Time
From:	dkiklis@LNMTA.bentley.edu

Hi there been lurking on this list for quite a while.  I came across this
tidbit
that I thought some of you might want

http://www.monstersinmotion.com/ships/ (absolutely no affiliation or
endorsement
 actual or implied)
 has a model of the Red Lectroid spaceship.  It's pricey but looks cool. (Now
if
 only someone would make a Jet Truck model....)

**** Not bad at all. Why hasn't someone gone for the obvious and done
the Jetcar? - ArcLight ****

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Subj:	 Song: There You Are, Series Questions
Date:	9/2/99 1:02:37 AM Eastern Daylight Time
From:	garner@interlog.com (Garner R. Haines)

A shameless promotional plug follows. We apologize and it will be brief.

For all those interested (and those who I tried to send it to before), I just
posted a new version of "There You Are", a song inspired by TABB on
http://www.mp3.com/taojones
The sound is a little clearer on this one, but unfortunately, until I can
contact the appropriate parties for permission, no film sound bites in
this version...yet.
So download it (free) and tell me what you think. This song will be leading
off our second CD due out sometime next year. 

...and now back to our regularly scheduled posting.

So, I haven't seen any news about the series in a while? Anyone have
any updates? Cast? Music? Airdates?

Garner R. Haines
Toronto, Ontario, Canada

Visit Tao Jones online at:
http://www.mp3.com/taojones
May the Tao be with you!

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Subj:	 Check It out...
Date:	9/5/99 4:58:46 PM Eastern Daylight Time
From:	dcantwell@mpbf.com (Diane Cantwell)

BBI Red Di has fallen on hard times, and is selling her copy of the
Director's Cut (really a widescreen, grainy copy of TABB before they added
sound effects and with some added scenes, including the Jamie Lee Curtis
scene at the beginning) on eBay to the highest bidder.  Sale goes on through
Wednesday, and is item no. 156594346. Not to worry, I'm keeping my actual
release copy of the film and other memorabilia, including my Team Banzai
headband and poster of Buckaroo......

Happy bidding, BBI Red Di

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Subj:	 WELCOME TO THE BUCKAROO BANZAI PIC SITE!!
Date:	9/5/99 3:49:04 PM Eastern Daylight Time
From:	BBI-CrazyHorse@webtv.net
To:	wwatchone@aol.com

http://community.webtv.net/BBI-CrazyHorse/WELCOMETOTHE

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Subj:	 Dragon Tales
Date:	9/5/99 12:28:45 PM Eastern Daylight Time
From:	alandsmith@uswest.net (Alan (BBI Dragon) Smith)

Howdy Fellow Buckaroos!
Well this last week I've managed to rethink my coming BB web site and
have focused on my new goals. The "to do" list is shrinking and with a
little luck and a lot of work I'll able to announce the "opening" reel
sune.
Now on the business:
This is your last chance to be entered into the "Great Novel Contest"!

All entries must be submitted to this newsletter and printed by the 99th
issue.

**** Which would be this one unless my math has failed me. - ArcLight ****

Only one entry per BBI/fan please. That's one Banzai haiku or one BB
quote or saying.
I will choose one, either a haiku or a saying for receiving the novel.
I do ask however, if you already have the novel that you put your entry
in as "noncompetitive" so that the novel is given to someone who doesn't
already have a copy.
The BB saying does not have to be original. It can be from another
source.
The Banzai haiku, is a short verse of three lines, first of 5 syllables,
second of 7 syllables and the third of 5 again. This is the basic guide
line and can be expanded upon by the adventurous.

Don't forget that there is the E-mail community for the truly devoted BB
fans. Go to: http://www.onelist.com/ and sign up! Join the 91
members who send and receive e-mail from each other, often daily.

Gathering All Blue Blazes (GABB)
The weekly BB chat room is at: http://home.talkcity.com/

Wednesday September 8, evening 6 PM PST/9 PM EST

The next GABB/BB chat room opportunity will be;
Saturday September 11th, morning 9 AM PST/12 PM EST

Once you get to the above site the instructions are:
Click on "chat" on the black strip near the top of the front page.
Then go to "If you already know the room you want to chat in?
Enter here:", type in "BUCKAROO" (all caps) and click on "Go!"
From there you'll have to type in a user name in the "not a member yet"
area.
This site won't like "BBI(space) your name" as a user name. So I suggest
that you use a "-" between "BBI" and your name (like "BBI-Dragon") or
just use your name alone. Some servers do not like the "-" between "BBI"
& name". You'll just have to find out what works for you.
Then click on "chat".

Chats will last for around two hours.

This following information comes from BBI Earth2Kim and is for those who
have computer trouble with any Java but would like to join in on the
GABBs/chats. TalkCity is accessible through both the web (as we've been
using) and IRC (short for Internet Relay Chat).
For those of you who can't get the Java to work with your browser, try
searching Yahoo for a free IRC client (Like mIRC, IRCle, Global Chat,
etc. There are a lot), download that, then do the following to get into
chat: Connect to server chat.talkcity.com then type: /join BUCKAROO and
you should be in. Each IRC client differs from each other, so mess
around 'till you find what works for you.

New note regarding the BB GABBs/chat rooms:
It has come to my attention that a few people are having trouble finding
and entering the BB chats. One trick seems to be to instead of  entering
the name of the chat room you wish to join (BUCKAROO), try to "create
your own chat room" using "BUCKAROO" as the name and that should get you
into the existing room if one is already up and running.

Well I've got to get on to working on my BB site some more, so 'till
next week, stay True Blue all!

Always True Blue,
BBI Dragon

A random novel quote: Buckaroo and Sidney Zwibel (later know as New
Jersey) are talking over the operating table.
Buckaroo: "...gray matter in itself isn't enough. There's a saying,
'Consciousness is the impotent shadow of action.'"
Sidney: "Meaning?"
Buckaroo:" Meaning, maybe you think too much. You've taken my seminar on
this operative technique, you've read my paper, but when it comes down
to it..."
Sidney: "I just don't seem to have the confidence to try a new
procedure."
Buckaroo: "Confidence in the procedure or confidence in yourself?"
Sidney: "Confidence in myself," he said, "I'm filled with doubt, fear."
It is then that BB offers his old med. school friend the opportunity to
join Team Banzai.

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Subj:	 Lock and Key, Chapter 13, pt.2
Date:	9/6/99 12:13:16 AM Eastern Daylight Time
From:	jetlightfoot@juno.com (Becky M Nelson)

Disclaimer/Author Notes:

This story takes place in Spring 1987 (between the events of the movie
and Rafterman's proposed script for the sequel, from which it takes a few
plot cues). It's written from Reno Nevada's point of view much after the
fact, which seemed the best way to avoid getting flamed by folks who own
the book, and lets me pick up a few details from there more easily as
well. 

Characters and concepts related to Buckaroo Banzai belong to other
people. See disclaimer on Chapter One for full info. In any event, the
author has no intent to make any money hereby and is just having fun.
Don't complain if details here don't coincide with the TV pilot/series;
this was started before the pilot script.

Plot elements and other characters are copyright 1998-??? and
1990-infinity, respectively, and are the property of Replay, except
T-Bear (who belongs to Lynx, Trouble, himself, and several cats at last
check). People with permission to archive the text know who they are; all
others should e-mail me at BBI_Replay@yahoo.com first. Send comments and
questions to the same address.

Previous chapters may be found in an HTML format in Strike Team
Renegade's archives
(http://tatooine.fortunecity.com/gernsback/207/fiction.html) with new
chapters appearing approximately 2 weeks after they run here. If you need
a piece that isn't there, check out ArcLight's recent zipfiles of the
newsletter or e-mail me.

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Previously--

After an explosion wreaks havoc on their hotel rooms, Team Banzai has
relocated rather hastily to a former school at the edge of the metro
area. Their only wounded from the incident is Replay, who regains
consciousness 3 days after her second exposure to talava. Only she and
Buckaroo are aware at first that she remembers none of them except
Rawhide, whom she'd once drawn and only vaguely recalls. 

Enter the plot complications: Wayback, a telepath who'd been testing
Replay's own psionic abilities to determine what effect, if any, her
prior exposure has had; a storm which borders on being epic in proportion
but which doesn't want to spawn the expected tornadoes; Hanoi Xan's spies
inside Team Banzai; Lindbergh, an intern and the Institute's senior
pilot, who Wayback can't easily read; a suspicious power failure and the
definitely hostile jamming of Team Banzai communications; a police
Captain who considers Team Banzai vigilantes and the Blue Blaze
Irregulars wannabe vigilantes, and who has unwittingly assigned 2 BBIs to
the case; Deng Fat, one of Xan's lieutenants with a particular interest
in Replay, and the World Crime League team working for him who try to
kidnap Reno and Wayback; a lightning bolt; a federal witness turned FBI
agent; two bridges, one closed, the other with a host of problems
including World Watch One at rest upon it; and the discovery of Xan's
jamming equipment. Further, Replay's cover is at least partially blown,
revealing her true identity -- gypsy resident Jet Lightfoot -- to
Lindbergh. 

As Chapter 13 continues, Silk and her team at the airport have come to
conclusions of their own about the storm track. Meanwhile, the deputy
coroner's call bears fruit...

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Lock and Key
Chapter Thirteen, pt.2

These last three days had not been easy ones for anyone who'd remained at
the Institute, least of all Professor Hikita, who perhaps possessed a
better idea of the depravities Hanoi Xan was capable of than most of us.
Where most of the country had learned of the attack upon our hotel within
minutes of its occurrence, Buckaroo had known the professor would be in
his lab and had deliberately made time to check in with the house
personally, in part to prevent his foster father and mentor from
overreacting when media reports eventually reached him. Even so, Hikita
had been gravely tempted to abandon the experiments he'd stayed behind to
monitor, and it had taken considerable persuasion on Buckaroo's part to
convince him there was little he could have done to help had he changed
his plans and joined us in St. Louis rather than Chicago. There were
enough of us in the potential line of fire as it was; even if Xan had
ceased to be an immediate danger, handling Replay would have been
interesting enough without such logistical complications as additional
personnel.

Still, the professor had found the videotape of the incident to be
somewhat more of a shock than anticipated when he'd seen it being run for
the umpteenth time more than an hour later. But for knowing the intern
quite well, he would have been inclined to consider our relative lack of
wounded much more of a miracle. The quality of the footage had clearly
been amateur: shaky pictures of the damaged hotel, firefighters arriving,
those of us on the first leg of the tour joining a fair number of the
hotel staff in holding a skirmish line to keep guests and bystanders
back, then a too-fast, out-of-focus pan onto the main entrance door where
several fuzzy figures were emerging from the building. New Jersey's
nervous glances, Perfect Tommy's one-handed grip on the white
Stratocaster, and Buckaroo's almost exaggerated care with his own burden
had told Hikita more of the story than words could have hoped to convey
at that point; the newsreader's comments had been more redundant than
aught else, although by then even the media had come to suspect that
there was more going on than the obvious and CNN was beginning to
speculate about possible World Crime League involvement.

The story had waned considerably in importance in the national media over
the next two days, with only the occasional mention that no one was
admitting they knew where we were making it onto the airwaves and into
the papers further afield than Missouri. A police spokesman had confessed
as much for the cameras and admitted that officials had no intention of
looking into that particular issue until or unless we asked for further
assistance; there was little that our presence in a public venue could
add to the investigation at that point. With nothing more immediately
forthcoming about us, the networks had lost interest and turned their
attention to other crises. The St. Louis papers in particular had taken
to criticizing police handling of the matter, but even those pieces had
retreated further from the front page with each successive issue. It was
not about to go away within the week, not in a town where the press
castigated the cops in the editorial pages the same way they insulted
elected officials for a hobby, but neither was it anything that
particularly affected the average citizen who hadn't been in or near the
hotel at the time. Indeed, the announcement that refunds would be given
to those who'd purchased tickets for our canceled shows had sparked more
of a furor over the number of people not turning them in, something
virtually unheard of in the business at the time regardless of who should
have been playing.

People at the Institute, of course, were much more profoundly affected by
events in Missouri, and consequently better informed about them. As a
matter of field security, we felt constrained to limit the number of
times we checked in with folks on the campus and to keep those contacts
brief; a signal strong enough to be clearly audible in New Jersey was
certainly much easier to detect and triangulate upon than a local
transmission would have needed to be. Only the most important of
information was passed back and forth via the normal frequencies, all of
it scrambled, but the fact remains that we were able to tell them more at
first than they were able to tell us. The highest priority message was
the one the check-in calls carried simply by existing; we were still
breathing.

Even so, the professor was hardly prepared to receive a professional call
late on the third afternoon from a St. Louis coroner's deputy who was
seeking information about something strange which had turned up in the
skull x-rays of a deceased DJ then on his table. A local police officer
present to observe the autopsy had suggested that the irregularity seemed
similar to one the Institute had found some years back in one of our own.
Hikita had allowed that he was a physicist, not a physician, but that he
possessed a certain recall of the incident and would be willing to look
at anything the deputy could send him. If it failed to make sense to him,
he would then pass it on to the medical department for comment. That had
proven to be much more assistance than the deputy had expected, and he'd
promised to fax x-rays immediately, with more information to follow as
quickly as he obtained it.

Many parts of the human body are inherently curved, and x-rays reflect
this fact a good deal more accurately than fax transmissions do. Even so,
the grainy pictures that came across the Institute's dedicated fax line
would have been enough to stop most BBIs in their tracks had they come
across those images unexpectedly. Our decision not to divulge the details
of Captain Happen's autopsy had been very deliberate, but it would have
been difficult to mistake the bright white irregularity for anything
remotely natural. One good look had been all the professor needed to
formulate his response to the coroner's office; in his opinion, there was
a close to 90 percent chance that it was indeed a transmitter of that
type. A return fax would be arriving in St. Louis shortly, this one
containing certain details of markings which the deputy could expect to
find on it. Such corroboration might well be useful in the event of an
eventual trial, although in truth Hikita was firmly convinced that Xan
himself was unlikely to face justice in any courtroom.

The professor had no way of knowing whether the police officer in
question was in a position to pass anything along to the rest of us, but
it seemed pertinent enough to include in the next update. This deceased
DJ might not have been one of Xan's puppets after all and the unusual
shadings in the x-rays might have had some other source and purpose;
circumstances being what they were, it was safer to presume the worst
even if we were later proven wrong. The biggest presumption that Hikita
was prepared to make about the dead man was that he hadn't known he was a
mere pawn until it had already been much too late. The only likely
alternative to that was that we'd had yet another of Xan's willing
toadies in on the plot. Either way, it was probably something Buckaroo
needed to know about.

***

As useful as she might be if she could be brought under his control, as
much mayhem as she could inflict upon the hated Cavaliers, the intern
Replay was managing to cause far too much damage to his own people. Xan
had begun to wonder whether she was still worth trying to take alive.
First the radio mouthpiece, although he was scarcely important enough to
have a name at all, then the spy Dingo; now Deng Fat, Ming Ha, and almost
an entire local Crime League cell were gone. The DJ had managed to live
up to expectations, and would have been no real loss in himself; the cops
would have picked him up in any event, although perhaps he could have
been salvaged with the right supervision. Dingo was another matter, in
retrospect much less surprising than it had first seemed; he would be
difficult to replace and was directly attributable to the intern herself.
The two bravos were much more personal, and while their deaths were
probably related to the incompetence the Crime League boys had already
paid for with their own lives, they would not have ended it that way if
Replay had been at all predictable. Had she either died or turned upon
the Cavaliers, the fool Banzai would not have been worrying about such
trifles as contracts and would not have sent anyone afield in less than
strike team strength.

As it was, Deng Fat's death had been particularly fruitless, serving only
to prevent his capture and wound a single officer. Reports from the
paramedic driving the ambulance sent to that scene indicated that the
spooked cops had taken everyone to a local hospital which was presently
crawling with personnel from at least two, perhaps three jurisdictions.
He'd been unable to get close to anyone but the injured cop and a handful
of hospital personnel; without further instructions or excuses, he'd been
forced to go back to his own station house to await whatever call came in
next. As with Dingo, this hurt Xan more in terms of immediate eyewitness
intelligence than in any other way; he had no one permanently attached to
the hospital in question. The only way he could get people in unnoticed
now was to call upon certain assets among the constabulary themselves.

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