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Wednesday, 15 August, 2007

by Rosengarten

------- \|.....\| +.<...\| \|.f@..-###### ------- @ "YaThe arrow of choice of the samurai, ya are made of very straight bamboo, and are tipped with hardened steel. Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details.-hoo!"	------- \|.....\| +.<...\| \|....f-#####@ ------- # # # # f "Hello. I'm Catley. But don't worry, I'm not evil."	You kill the 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 ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details.! Welcome to level 2. # # ----- f \|...\| #######@%..+ ---+- f "As you can see, Wesley is at it again."
# # # ------- # \|..#..\| # \|.....\| ####f##.@..?.\| \|.....\| ------- f "I wonder what kind of trouble he's going to get into this time..."	# # # ------- # \|..#..\| # \|.....\| #######..f.@.\| \|.....\| ------- Read what? q - a 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 ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. labeled FOOBIE BLETCH	You have found a 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 ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. of genocide! # ------- # \|..#..\| # \|.....\| #######..f.@.\| \|.....\| ------- @ "Ooh! Now what do I want to wipe out... um... Oh! I know!"
# # # ------- # \|..#..\| # \|.....\| #######..f.@.\| \|.....\| ------- @ "The Wizard of YendorNo one knows how old this mighty wizard is, or from whence he came. It is known that, having lived a span far greater than any normal man's, he grew weary of lesser mortals; and so, spurning all human company, he forsook the dwellings of men and went to live in the depths of the Earth. He took with him a dreadful artifact, the Book of the Dead, which is said to hold great power indeed. Many have sought to find the wizard and his treasure, but none have found him and lived to tell the tale. Woe be to the incautious adventurer who disturbs this mighty sorcerer! Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details.!"	# # # ------- # \|..#..\| # \|.....\| #######f...@.\| \|.....\| -------	"So thou thought tho couldst kill me..." # ------- # \|..#..\| # \|..@@@\| #####f#...@@@\| \|..@@@\| ------- f "You're on your own this time, buddy."
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Grognor	August 18, 2007 21:36
First comment: 4 April, 2007	1161 comments written
Would be a little funny if not so predictable and impossible.
Fathead	August 20, 2007 01:20
First comment: 1 April, 2006	1136 comments written
But it's not impossible. At least, if you could genocide Rodney. 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 ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. must have been cursed!
Kerta	December 15, 2007 20:33
First comment: 12 December, 2007	72 comments written
Sent in some Rodneys
Xero Storm	March 5, 2008 03:10
First comment: 24 February, 2008	32 comments written
In the name of humor, all things are possible.
Dani	June 20, 2008 15:58
First comment: 7 June, 2008	39 comments written
"The RNG hates you." Pure truth.

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