On March 5, 2013, Wing Commander: New Horizon MUSH was shut down due to lack of activity. Thanks to the staff and players for your support. We had a good run and created some amazing memories. Keep in touch on the Facebook page for the game, which will be preserved.
The entire game's codebase and database (minus player information) has been open-sourced and released to the public, and the game itself is back up to help support the code at wcmush.com 2199!
"No. It's because of a little old lady we'll call Flowers. Because that's what this sheet of paper," he says, lifting a sheet of paper in the air and waving it, "says her name is. And paper doesn't lie, people. Unless it's on top of a desk, or a podium, or another sheet of paper."
He looks across the faces in the crowd. "Would you accuse a sheet of paper of lying, Mister Spokerman? I know you have children to feed. Children who can eat now because of this piece of paper."
He turns his gaze to someone else in the unseen crowd. "What about you, Mrs. Plinker? Would your cats be able to survive the harsh Infernan winters without the food that Flowers brought?"
He yells, then: "No! No! None of you! No one! No one eats without Flowers on the table! Elena Flowers," he says, shaking the piece of paper, "fed the people! And that's not all! She paid for beds. Beds for the poor, the hungry, and the salty. Not for the pigeons!"
"Because pigeons are bad, people. Pigeons are bad. And all that this one," he says, jerking a thumb back at the statue, "gave us was pigeons, and a promise to blow up the planet. She even failed at doing something horrible." He turns to the statue again, and mumbles. The mics pic it up.
"I don't even know who put this here." Back to the mics. "Does anyone know who made this thing?" He crouches and begins looking at the base, feeling around, presumably for any kind of maker's mark.
(Posted April 16 2012 07:00 UTC)