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Quote: from gamble on 6:39 pm on April 27, 2004[br] Ian just seen your post. Strangely when reading Glenn’s post the word Marshall completely slipped my conscious mind as if it wasn’t there.
 Turtle you are a strange animal indeed, but Marshall beats you by several ponds. He was a man that made it his lifework to copy me and bring havoc to a community of souls whom he finally destroyed in the biggest clone war cyberspace has ever encountered.
 God rest his soul I could write a book about his deficiencies alone. The man lived as dissolusioned illusionist – the biggest – and he reached for black stars, heel bent on domination.
Oh… THAT Marshall.
It broke new ground in burn
I took your unbridled declaration of love seriously Jilly<br> until I researched and found you were prepared have  <br> the above operator’s love child in return for a million squids.
Of course Glen asked me to vouch for Zorro’s cape.<br> Glen himself has a long deep history in the Betfair pond<br> and is far better known than Marshall and his seven clones all chattering together<br>  ÂÂÂ
I know not of Marshall.. but my love for you is true and not like the one i profess for the ubiquitous one,which is purely monetary.
Nighty Night,your posts in the small hours are large of value.
I thank you for your words Jilly<br> and take them all on face value.<br> I am pleased to have scored<br> over the ubiquitous one<br> whose stock is of high value.
Of course it does beg a question<br> can one love a phantom ?<br> You would suggest so<br> which leads us nicely back<br> to the opera and the mask of Zorro
Quote: from Ian Davies on 6:12 pm on April 27, 2004[br]Gamble,
The word ”Marshall” has been invoked in accusation against you by this reckless son of Watford. :biggrin:
As you know, Gamble, this word is so legendary and infamous it has acquired an almost supernatural unholiness.
It is invariably a portent of catastrophe and I await your reply with bated breath. :biggrin:
(Edited by Ian Davies at 6:22 pm on April 27, 2004)<br>
 I had no intention of writing today but then suddenly thought to put a concluding piece on here. Glenn of course brought up Marshall’s name in connection with Zorro, and the chief highlighted the man’s uncanny nack to wreak havoc.
   I am happy with Zorro and his low profile posting is what I expected and there is nothing forced about him. Turtle comes along at the same time, a mirror image, and my thoughts went in one direction. I have done some research on the connection and am largely satisfied they are separate entities.
  David Marshall is part of the malignant history of chatterboard. Shortly after his name was mentioned on here yesterday afternoon the skies of London clogged up and darkness reigned and a torrent of water, I have rarely seen the equal of, flushed the tarmac and bent the trees. It lasted well over one and a half hours. I love the energy of heavy rain and I pulled up my winged armchair and dragged it over to the large expanse of window and sat down and took in the tension. Distant thunder and lightning added to the appeal. In the descending gloom my mind reached out to Marshall and connected with his past evils. He made the leap into the second sphere as I did, freeing himself completely, but he was a bad man who sought to destroy the very world he once ruled for a few short weeks. ÂÂÂ
 I will write one short piece on him and then be gone.
(Edited by gamble at 11:32 am on April 28, 2004)
what a wonderfull  writer Gamble is , unlike poor Paul !!
I remember Paul Haigh well , he was my hero , attacked the bookies , melted Tommo and all his fellow syncopaths, predicted exchanges would have bookies offering loyalty Bonuses , stopped me frrom watching the dreaded morning line ,and Ch 4 in its entirety , and finally gave us the delights of the master punter,
Paul is gone now , writing drivel!!
Gamble you could help. it would be great to resurrect a fab talent
cheerio
Ricky
  I am no way suggesting that the heavy thunderstorm that hit London was Marshall’s work, he has no special powers as far as I know. I have collected acres of stuff on my main tormentor, it is gathering dust in a derelict house some fifteen miles west of London. I will rely on my memory. ÂÂÂ
 David Marshall sounds quite an ordinary name, bog standard, almost innocuous. However it is deceptive for within the thirteen letters lurks an all encompassing evil, and none greater was ever unleashed on a chatterboard. Pierse was the original creator and his creations represented a dynasty of discord that stretched out cyberspace itself with a multitude of iron fists.<br>  <br> Pierse had around fourteen aliases to my knowledge but I will list the seven most famous.
David Marshall<br> . David Marshall who referred to Marshal as ace<br> Harry Secombe’s willy ( offensive and rude )<br> Jesus Christ ( a lot of swearing but only 80% confirmed )<br> Kerplunk   ( Betfair ID) <br>gamble-<br>gamble – ( the most notorious )<br>pacal gamble
 I have spied your post below Ricky and interrupt the commentary above to make some comment. First of all thank you for your kind words on me. Marshall once called my contributions guff and Ian Davies himself has spoken in other places of its limitations, however making very positive comment on my contributions. It has been referred to as tired at least twice on Betfair by Duncan Disorderli.
  It is difficult for someone like Zorro who has an editor to please, the stricture of time, and must often write on mundane run of the mill subjects. I alternatively have almost complete freedom, just the drumming finger of the white knight as he surveys the purity of his precious section.
 Brave of Zorro to come on here to be shot at. I defend his writing and have enjoyed it, but a coin has two sides and it is interesting to hear different views. This board is often meat and no veg.<br>
 Brave of Zorro to come on here to be shot at. I defend his writing and have enjoyed it, but a coin has two sides and it is interesting to hear different views. This board is often meat and no veg.
<br>Don’t think I’ve ever read quite so many metaphors in one paragraph gamble. :bad: this guy Marshall certainly got under your fleece.
(Edited by turtle at 1:50 pm on April 28, 2004)
I think you may well be right gamble.
Who lies behind zorro’s cape need not detain us. It is not the real question. It’s who lurks under turtle’s carapace you should be investigating – there’s more to that one than the wrinkly tete on show thus far. And mixed metaphors will not suffice I fear.
Time for flatcapgamble to be given the scent and unleashed from the Lounge…
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I only recently joined this site, having read Haigh’s article.
It doesn’t look at all cliquey to me, although I’ve only been here a week or so.
I used to post, under my real name, on the Channel 4 forum and found that more cliquey than this. Aidan’s is the only name is recognise from there (he’s probably the only one to use his real name!), but I’m sure that many more of you were there too.
As for Haigh, let him get on with it. It just amazes me that people are actually paid to produce the kind of sub-standard twaddle that passes for journalism these days. Haigh is by no means the worst offender, incidentally.
But ask yourself: if someone offered you a good salary to write whatever rubbish came into your head, would you say no?
 Zorro lies dangerously wounded at the bottom of a lake applying a thick skin ointment to his hippo wounds. A child cries on the bank having been frightened by the attack. I will leave this scene to perservere with my awful clone account.
Marshall was first seen on Flutterboard but Dr Frankenstein Pierse his creator was born in Belfast Northern Ireland in the late 1960’s. He lived a secret life cosseted by his parents until his early thirties at least. When they first clapped eyes on him they wanted no more babies, they had seen perfection, but hidden under the bib and nappy was a little monster.
  They discouraged their son from work as they idolised him and wanted him at home to fuss over. They even bought him a bedroom computer and he soon found the world he needed to escape to.
 Marshall had little money to bet and five pounds was a whopper. As a bettor he once described himself as in the fourth division of the doc marten’s league. He had few friends or role models but he had a ton of imagination and had fun creating people. All of the people he created had a nasty streak in them. The reason may have been his father.
 His father certainly mocked him and it was rumoured he regularly beat him too, with a two foot cane and the buckle end of a trouser belt. I have no evidence to support his beatings, but Anikin, a big league bettor who hated him with all his guts often raised the possibility of it, as they squared up on the board.
  Marshall had two friends, and he never gargled and he never gambled until he met those two friends Nick Teen and Al. K. Hall. In other words he was a loner who drank with his parents and rolled his own little people.
May do a final piece or call it a day.
p.s. Tooting I agree there is some doubt with Turtle. He and Zorro were both together on this board in the early hours – which was very brazen or a sign to confuse. May just be accidental. I have special evidence which I can unfortunately broadcast with difficulty to suggest the masked man doesn’t carry a home on his back. Thanks for your thoughts and I have posited them next to Glen’s in my notebook.
Turtle – I have used your your metaphors and left the shells
yquem21, welcome, you are the first materialized product of the star article – shall we say Zorro’s child. And out of wrong comes right particularly born under a bright star  <br> ÂÂÂ
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Do I have to be zorro’s child?
:angry:
A strong south-westerly wind suddenly whipped up <br>cutting through the green rushes bordering the lake.<br>An eerie wailing sound sceamed over the marshes,<br>echoey, ghostly, and strangely<br>similar to that of a new born child.
However, it was evident the rushes held no child -<br>just a cape which caught the wind in its flaps,<br>altering its tone to emit a high pitched screech<br>and complimented by a basey, husky… rusk, rusk. <br>By the side of the cape a mask jumped <br>and it was carried, blustering over<br> some large hippo prints in the mud . <br>Secreted in a far bank behind water reeds there was something strange and peculiar watching.<br>It looked rather like a small turtle holding a pen.<br>It seemed to be taking notes when all of a sudden<br>it looked up, craned its neck,<br>and broke into welsh a ditty.
:sing:<br> I am one and all alone <br>and ever more shall be so <br>HAIGH HO, the rushes grow, ÂÂÂ
Cliquey? The TRF? Never! Just read the last eight pages of self congratulatory crap and make your own mind up. All, apart from a few honourable exceptions, are naive, self-opinionated, pedantic anoraks who take themselves far too seriously.
"Look at Mother Nature on the run in the 1970’s"
<br>I’ve never quite worked out how ‘self-opinionated’ qualifies an an insult (as Hoofski clearly intends).
I mean if you don’t put forward your own opinion, what’s the point in being on a forum in the first place.
Does it suggest that the world would be a better place if people were only allowed to spout someone else’s opinion?
Or that nobody should have any opinions of their own at all?
AP (self opinionated, pedantic anorak)
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