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Violist January 28, 2005 00:46
First comment: 25 June, 2004 206 comments written
Hilarious! WizardEbenezum walked before me along the closest thing we could
find to a path in these overgrown woods. Every few paces he
would pause, so that I, burdened with a pack stuffed with
arcane and heavy paraphernalia, could catch up with his
wizardly strides. He, as usual, carried nothing, preferring,
as he often said, to keep his hands free for quick conjuring
and his mind free for the thoughts of a mage.
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of Yeldud :)
Beowulf January 28, 2005 04:03
First comment: 8 January, 2005 114 comments written
Yeldud must be Dudley's twisted evil twin brother, a friend of newts and the reason for all of Dudley's bad luck. When they wereIn 1573, the Parliament of Dole published a decree, permitting
the inhabitants of the Franche-Comte to pursue and kill a
were-wolf or loup-garou, which infested that province,
"notwithstanding the existing laws concerning the chase."
The people were empowered to "assemble with javelins,
halberds, pikes, arquebuses and clubs, to hunt and pursue the
said were-wolf in all places where they could find it, and to
take, burn, and kill it, without incurring any fine or other
penalty." The hunt seems to have been successful, if we may
judge from the fact that the same tribunal in the following
year condemned to be burned a man named Giles Garnier, who
ran on all fours in the forest and fields and devoured little
children, "even on Friday." The poor lycanthrope, it appears,
had as slight respect for ecclesiastical feasts as the French
pig, which was not restrained by any feeling of piety from
eating infants on a fast day.
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young they would play in the creek and occasionaly find a newt(kinds of) small animal, like a lizard, which spends most of
its time in the water.
        [ Oxford's Student's Dictionary of Current English ]

"Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble."
        [ Macbeth, by William Shakespeare ]

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. Yeldud thought they wereIn 1573, the Parliament of Dole published a decree, permitting
the inhabitants of the Franche-Comte to pursue and kill a
were-wolf or loup-garou, which infested that province,
"notwithstanding the existing laws concerning the chase."
The people were empowered to "assemble with javelins,
halberds, pikes, arquebuses and clubs, to hunt and pursue the
said were-wolf in all places where they could find it, and to
take, burn, and kill it, without incurring any fine or other
penalty." The hunt seems to have been successful, if we may
judge from the fact that the same tribunal in the following
year condemned to be burned a man named Giles Garnier, who
ran on all fours in the forest and fields and devoured little
children, "even on Friday." The poor lycanthrope, it appears,
had as slight respect for ecclesiastical feasts as the French
pig, which was not restrained by any feeling of piety from
eating infants on a fast day.
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cute but Dudley was abnormally afraid of them. After college Yeldud put a curseCurses are longstanding ill-wishings which, in Fantasyland,
often manifest as semisentient. They have to be broken or
dispelled. The method varies according to the type and
origin of the Curse:
[...]
4. Curses on Rings and Swords. You have problems. Rings
have to be returned whence they came, preferably at over a
thousand degrees Fahrenheit, and the Curse means you won't
want to do this. Swords usually resist all attempts to
raise their Curses. Your best source is to hide the Sword
or give it to someone you dislike.
[ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]

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on his brother so he would be killed by newts. (Yeldud's major was "Evil Wizzard Arts")
JMesh January 28, 2005 04:18
First comment: 28 January, 2005 2 comments written
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Violist January 28, 2005 06:19
First comment: 25 June, 2004 206 comments written
A few suggestions... one, we get rid of the sentient trollThe troll shambled closer. He was perhaps eight feet tall,
perhaps more. His forward stoop, with arms dangling past
thick claw-footed legs to the ground, made it hard to tell.
The hairless green skin moved upon his body. His head was a
gash of a mouth, a yard-long nose, and two eyes which drank
the feeble torchlight and never gave back a gleam.
[...]
Like a huge green spider, the troll's severed hand ran on its
fingers. Across the mounded floor, up onto a log with one
taloned forefinger to hook it over the bark, down again it
scrambled, until it found the cut wrist. And there it grew
fast. The troll's smashed head seethed and knit together.
He clambered back on his feet and grinned at them. The
waning faggot cast red light over his fangs.
        [ Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson ]

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. Two, perhaps a filter that would automatically stop any post that contains more than three words in repetition in any location?

Beowulf: you read Discworld novels?
magelord January 28, 2005 06:24
First comment: 28 January, 2005 1 comments written
lol haahhahahaha a newb has snuck a comment in
Eskimo January 28, 2005 08:01
First comment: 14 April, 2004 166 comments written
Let's see now, every time he (male bets are at 1000 to 1) posts we have a decent origin trace. I doubt the dude is clever enough to avoid that or even fully protected (condom over mouse probably). So we take one helpful Dion and one annoyed rgrn reader, cook for 30 mins and we have a smoking scrambled hard drive ;-)
Coffee Zombie January 28, 2005 08:36
First comment: 11 June, 2004 18 comments written
Yeah Eskimo!
Dion, what's his ip?

(Just because I welcomed him two days ago doesn't mean I won't find it amusing to kill him! >=) )
Matt M P January 28, 2005 10:00
First comment: 13 October, 2004 23 comments written
Do we realy have to kill him? I'm trying to beat the game as a pacifist.
Schnee January 28, 2005 11:34
First comment: 10 November, 2004 76 comments written
Hilarious. ^^
Sedge January 28, 2005 11:56
First comment: 18 January, 2005 11 comments written
Matt, don't worry about it. Put on a ring ofThree Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
        [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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conflict and you can blame his death[Pestilence:] And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals,
and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four
beasts saying, Come and see. And I saw, and behold a white
horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given
unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.

[War:] And when he had opened the second seal, I heard the
second beast say, Come and see. And there went out another
horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon
to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one
another: and there was given unto him a great sword.

[Famine:] And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the
third beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black
horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his
hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say,
A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley
for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.

[Death:] And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the
voice of the fourth beast say, Come and see. And I looked, and
behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death,
and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over
the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with
hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
[ Revelations of John, 6:1-8 ]

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on that. It won't change your #conduct, honest.
rekcahten January 28, 2005 12:05
First comment: 28 January, 2005 2 comments written
Oh my! I must admit that after reading today's comic I realized for the first time why WoY is called Rodney :P
Silly me!
Violist January 28, 2005 15:24
First comment: 25 June, 2004 206 comments written
I've never heard WoY as a contraction before... I feel old...
Dion January 28, 2005 17:21
First comment: 2 February, 2004 100 comments written
rekcahten, for someone with such a nickname that is really... interesting.
Beowulf January 28, 2005 19:17
First comment: 8 January, 2005 114 comments written
Actualy, I've never even heard of Diskworld. I just randomly thought that up and posted it. I hope I'm not using someone else's idea without knowing it. ;)

By the way, I think JMesh might be a newt(kinds of) small animal, like a lizard, which spends most of
its time in the water.
        [ Oxford's Student's Dictionary of Current English ]

"Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble."
        [ Macbeth, by William Shakespeare ]

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and not a trollThe troll shambled closer. He was perhaps eight feet tall,
perhaps more. His forward stoop, with arms dangling past
thick claw-footed legs to the ground, made it hard to tell.
The hairless green skin moved upon his body. His head was a
gash of a mouth, a yard-long nose, and two eyes which drank
the feeble torchlight and never gave back a gleam.
[...]
Like a huge green spider, the troll's severed hand ran on its
fingers. Across the mounded floor, up onto a log with one
taloned forefinger to hook it over the bark, down again it
scrambled, until it found the cut wrist. And there it grew
fast. The troll's smashed head seethed and knit together.
He clambered back on his feet and grinned at them. The
waning faggot cast red light over his fangs.
        [ Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson ]

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afterall.
Zeddi January 28, 2005 20:07
First comment: 5 June, 2004 80 comments written
Is there a difference between a trollThe troll shambled closer. He was perhaps eight feet tall,
perhaps more. His forward stoop, with arms dangling past
thick claw-footed legs to the ground, made it hard to tell.
The hairless green skin moved upon his body. His head was a
gash of a mouth, a yard-long nose, and two eyes which drank
the feeble torchlight and never gave back a gleam.
[...]
Like a huge green spider, the troll's severed hand ran on its
fingers. Across the mounded floor, up onto a log with one
taloned forefinger to hook it over the bark, down again it
scrambled, until it found the cut wrist. And there it grew
fast. The troll's smashed head seethed and knit together.
He clambered back on his feet and grinned at them. The
waning faggot cast red light over his fangs.
        [ Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson ]

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and a newt(kinds of) small animal, like a lizard, which spends most of
its time in the water.
        [ Oxford's Student's Dictionary of Current English ]

"Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble."
        [ Macbeth, by William Shakespeare ]

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? :D
Schnee January 28, 2005 20:58
First comment: 10 November, 2004 76 comments written
Beowulf: Pick up Terry Pratchett's books some time. Most of them are quite good indeed. :)
Violist January 29, 2005 01:14
First comment: 25 June, 2004 206 comments written
You've got to read Terry Pratchett books! That's what the whole TouristThe road from Ankh-Morpork to Chrim is high, white and
winding, a thirty-league stretch of potholes and half-buried
rocks that spirals around mountains and dips into cool green
valleys of citrus trees, crosses liana-webbed gorges on
creaking rope bridges and is generally more picturesque than
useful.
Picturesque. That was a new word to Rincewind the wizard
(BMgc, Unseen University [failed]). It was one of a number
he had picked up since leaving the charred ruins of
Ankh-Morpork. Quaint was another one. Picturesque meant --
he decided after careful observation of the scenery that
inspired Twoflower to use the word -- that the landscape was
horribly precipitous. Quaint, when used to describe the
occasional village through which they passed, meant fever-
ridden and tumbledown.
Twoflower was a tourist, the first ever seen on the discworld.
Tourist, Rincewind had decided, meant "idiot".
        [ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]

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class is based around...
blackgrue@comcast.net January 29, 2005 21:27
First comment: 29 January, 2005 3 comments written
I never noticed that yendor backwards was rodney... good job dion
Khirsah January 30, 2005 01:31
First comment: 26 January, 2005 5 comments written
Standard joke, blackgrue. Rodney's the nickname for the WizardEbenezum walked before me along the closest thing we could
find to a path in these overgrown woods. Every few paces he
would pause, so that I, burdened with a pack stuffed with
arcane and heavy paraphernalia, could catch up with his
wizardly strides. He, as usual, carried nothing, preferring,
as he often said, to keep his hands free for quick conjuring
and his mind free for the thoughts of a mage.
        [ A Dealing with Demons, by Craig Shaw Gardner ]

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on rec.games.roguelike.nethack, where many of the most hardcore nethackers tend to chatter.
Random Number Generator January 30, 2005 01:37
First comment: 5 January, 2005 4 comments written
Zeddi: Statistically, newts are more hazardous than trolls, due to the pairing with floating eyes.
tracer June 22, 2005 20:50
First comment: 22 June, 2005 32 comments written
"Rodney" is also the name given to your character in the original RogueI understand the business, I hear it: to have an open ear, a
quick eye, and a nimble hand, is necessary for a cut-purse; a
good nose is requisite also, to smell out work for the other
senses. I see this is the time that the unjust man doth
thrive. <...> The prince himself is about a piece of iniquity,
stealing away from his father with his clog at his heels: if
I thought it were a piece of honesty to acquaint the king
withal, I would not do't: I hold it the more knavery to
conceal it; and therein am I constant to my profession.
        [ Autolycus the Rogue, from The Winter's Tale by
                William Shakespeare ]

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if you don't type in a name at the beginning of the game.
Fathead April 17, 2006 20:50
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
Rodney is Yendor spelled backwards....

You knew that....
JMesh December 1, 2006 23:15
First comment: 22 January, 2005 9 comments written
Hey, everyone, I'm a useless loser, I suck, I have no life, and I'm useless to society. Can someone help me commit suicide to end my useless existence?
Grognor April 7, 2007 08:13
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
"I'm stupid" -JMesh
"You're stupid" -GodGoddesses and Gods operate in ones, threesomes, or whole
pantheons of nine or more (see Religion). Most of them claim
to have made the world, and this is indeed a likely claim in
the case of threesomes or pantheons: Fantasyland does have
the air of having been made by a committee. But all Goddesses
and Gods, whether they say they made the world or not, have
very detailed short-term plans for it which they are determined
to carry out. Consequently they tend to push people into the
required actions by the use of coincidence or Prophecy, or just
by narrowing down your available choices of what to do next:
if a deity is pushing you, things will go miserably badly until
there is only one choice left to you.
[ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]

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Jmesh dies of brainlessness! DYWYPI?
HK June 20, 2007 19:33
First comment: 1 June, 2007 309 comments written
JMesh: Dead
Everyone else: 2 (Overflowed the score counter)
Quint Sakugarne January 1, 2008 07:23
First comment: 1 January, 2008 233 comments written
hides the wands of fire in the meantime so that the trollThe troll shambled closer. He was perhaps eight feet tall,
perhaps more. His forward stoop, with arms dangling past
thick claw-footed legs to the ground, made it hard to tell.
The hairless green skin moved upon his body. His head was a
gash of a mouth, a yard-long nose, and two eyes which drank
the feeble torchlight and never gave back a gleam.
[...]
Like a huge green spider, the troll's severed hand ran on its
fingers. Across the mounded floor, up onto a log with one
taloned forefinger to hook it over the bark, down again it
scrambled, until it found the cut wrist. And there it grew
fast. The troll's smashed head seethed and knit together.
He clambered back on his feet and grinned at them. The
waning faggot cast red light over his fangs.
        [ Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson ]

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