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Hello Dudley,       
welcome to C.O.R.P.!
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You shoot 3 arrows. 
                    
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The Klown hits! The 
Klown hits!         
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As you read the     
scrollAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,
With many a scalding tear and many a groan,
When at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,
Grasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.
I knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd
Those treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--
I caught a finger: but the downward weight
O'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate
The storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst
The comfortable sun. I was athirst
To search the book, and in the warming air
Parted its dripping leaves with eager care.
Strange matters did it treat of, and drew on
My soul page after page, till well-nigh won
Into forgetfulness; when, stupefied,
I read these words, and read again, and tried
My eyes against the heavens, and read again.
        [ Endymion, by John Keats ]

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disappears.         
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The Klown throws a  
cream pie!          
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What a mess!        
The arrowI shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
        [ The Arrow and the Song,
          by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]

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The Klown wields a  
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k - a wand of'Saruman!' he cried, and his voice grew in power and authority.
'Behold, I am not Gandalf the Grey, whom you betrayed.  I am
Gandalf the White, who has returned from death.  You have no
colour now, and I cast you from the order and from the Council.'
He raised his hand, and spoke slowly in a clear cold voice.
'Saruman, your staff is broken.'  There was a crack, and the
staff split asunder in Saruman's hand, and the head of it
fell down at Gandalf's feet.  'Go!' said Gandalf.  With a cry
Saruman fell back and crawled away.
        [ The Two Towers, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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You kill the tiger1.  A well-known tropical predator (_Felis tigris_): a
feline.  It has a yellowish skin with darker spots or
stripes.  2.  Figurative: _a paper tiger_, something that is
meant to scare, but has no really scaring effect whatsoever,
(after a statement by Mao Ze Dong, August 1946).
        [ Van Dale's Groot Woordenboek der Nederlandse Taal ]

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
        [ The Tyger, by William Blake ]

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The tiger1.  A well-known tropical predator (_Felis tigris_): a
feline.  It has a yellowish skin with darker spots or
stripes.  2.  Figurative: _a paper tiger_, something that is
meant to scare, but has no really scaring effect whatsoever,
(after a statement by Mao Ze Dong, August 1946).
        [ Van Dale's Groot Woordenboek der Nederlandse Taal ]

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
        [ The Tyger, by William Blake ]

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You hit the Klown.  
The Klown hits you. 
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You hit the Klown!  
The Klown hits you! 
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You kill the Klown! 
                    
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You see a doorThrough me you pass into the city of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal pain:
Through me among the people lost for aye.
Justice the founder of my fabric mov'd:
To rear me was the task of power divine,
Supremest wisdom, and primeval love.
Before me things create were none, save things
Eternal, and eternal I endure.
All hope abandon ye who enter here.
        [ The Inferno, from The Divine Comedy of Dante
                Alighieri, translated by H.F. Cary ]

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