See log. I rip!
***Was messing around with Shriek, he bobbed me around to get some pracs and we were going to get some athelas for me. Some pukes were lb area, and Shriek is told 2 dwarves are low hps. We run w a bit more and.....***
Shriek speaks: Spam Bree.
You see some tracks of a mountain mule leading west
(done less than 1 hour ago).
* R W S C HP:Fine>say me?
em wieners: me?
Ok.
* R W S C HP:Fine>say shit no
em wieners: shit no
Ok.
* R W S C HP:Fine>say
Shriek speaks: Okay, I will
* R W S C HP:Fine>is su
Shriek smiles viciously.
* R W S C HP:Fine>icide :)
foem wieners: is suicide :)
Ok.
* R W S C HP:Fine>l
You will not follow anyone else now.
* R W S C HP:Fine>fol
Shriek shrugs indifferently.
* R W S C HP:Fine>shriek
Shriek speaks: It's fun.
* R W S C HP:Fine>drSorry, but following in 'loops' is not allowed
* R W S C HP:Fine>op shriek
dShriek stops following you.
* R W S C HP:Finefol
*a Dwarf* has arrived from the east riding a mountain mule.
* R W S C HP:Fine> shriek
Shriek speaks: Meet me Neniish?
*a Dwarf* leaves north riding a mountain mule.
* R W S C HP:Fine>k
You now follow Shriek.
* R W S C HP:Fine>dwarf
They aren't here.
* R W S C>!
Shriek leaves north riding a pack horse.
The High Forest
* R W S C>[k dwarf]
They aren't here.
* R W S C>!
[k dwarf]
They aren't here.
* R W S C>
Shriek leaves west riding a pack horse.
The High Forest
* R W S C>
Shriek leaves west riding a pack horse.
The High Forest
*a Dwarf* is here, riding a mountain mule.
* R W S C>!
* R W S C *a Dwarf*:Fine>
[k dwarf]
You feel yourself exposed.
You try to pierce *a Dwarf*, but he parries successfully.
* R W S C *a Dwarf*:Fine>
*a Dwarf* panics, and attempts to flee.
*a Dwarf* leaves south riding a mountain mule.
wi* R W S C>mp
cha mood wimp
Ok.
* R W S C>k dw
Shriek leaves south riding a pack horse.
The High Path
*a Dwarf* is here, riding a mountain mule.
* R W S C>arf
* R W S C *a Dwarf*:Fine>
You try to pierce *a Dwarf*, but he parries successfully.
* R W S C *a Dwarf*:Fine>
*a Dwarf* cleaves your head extremely hard.
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>
Shriek utters the word 'yufzbarr'
Shriek throws a fireball at *a Dwarf*, completely enveloping him in flames.
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>
*a Dwarf* panics, and attempts to flee.
*a Dwarf* leaves west riding a mountain mule.
* R W S C HP:Fine>k dwar
Shriek leaves west riding a pack horse.
The High Path
* R W S C HP:Fine>f
They aren't here.
* R W S C HP:Fine>say h
Shriek leaves south riding a pack horse.
The Lower Forest
The corpse of a ferocious warg is lying here.
The corpse of a ferocious warg is lying here.
* R W S C HP:Fine>e fine
em wieners: he fine
Ok.
Shriek leaves east riding a pack horse.
The Lower Forest
* R W S C HP:Fine>k d
Shriek leaves south riding a pack horse.
Old East Road
* R W S C HP:Fine>warf
Shriek leaves west riding a pack horse.
Old East Road
* R W S C HP:Fine>
Shriek leaves west riding a pack horse.
Old East Road
A hardened ranger is walking around, looking for tracks.
A hardened ranger is walking around, looking for tracks.
A hardened ranger yells 'Some Black Númenóreans are here at Old East Road!'
A hardened ranger lightly hits Shriek's body and tickles it.
* R W S C HP:Fine>
e ***NOTICE I spammed e as soon as I saw hardons, and they weren’t
even on me yet. Notice how my k dwarf goes in 2-3 rooms after I
typed it, though. Also notice how long it takes my command to go in.
I had wimpy at like 137.
e
Shriek nods solemnly.
*a Dwarf* has arrived from the west riding a mountain mule.
* R W S C HP:Fine>* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>
You barely pierce *a Dwarf*'s head and tickle it.
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>
Shriek leaves east riding a pack horse.
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>
A hardened ranger tries to hit you, but your parry is successful.
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>
*a Dwarf* cleaves your right arm extremely hard.
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>
Shriek has arrived from the east riding a pack horse.
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>No way!
You are fighting for your life!
Shriek leaves west riding a pack horse.
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>No way!
You are fighting for your life!
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>* R W S C HP:F
ine *a Dwarf*:Fine>
*Fildur the Dwarf* has arrived from the east riding a mountain mule.
A hardened ranger hits your right foot very hard.
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>
You lightly pierce *a Dwarf*'s left foot and tickle it.
***HERE I see I am even engaged***
* R W S C HP:Fine *a Dwarf*:Fine>fle
Shriek has arrived from the west riding a pack horse.
A hardened ranger yells 'Some Black Númenóreans are here at Old East Road!'
A hardened ranger joins a hardened ranger's fight.
A hardened ranger says 'Ack, how dare someone attack you? Let them pay dearly!'
A hardened ranger hits your head very hard.
* R W S C HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Fine>
e
Shriek begins some strange incantations...
*a Dwarf* sends you sprawling with a powerful bash.
e
* R W S C HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Fine>e
A hardened ranger hits your head extremely hard.
fl* R W S C HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Fine>e
e
Shriek utters the word 'yufzbarr'
e
* R W S C HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Hurt>
Shriek begins some strange incantations...
e
* R W S C HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Hurt>e
A hardened ranger hits your body very hard.
e
* R W S C HP:Hurt *a Dwarf*:Hurt>e
*a Dwarf* cleaves your left arm extremely hard and shatters it.
e
* R W S C HP:Wounded *a Dwarf*:Hurt>
A hardened ranger hits your right leg hard.
e
* R W S C HP:Wounded *a Dwarf*:Hurt>
*a Dwarf* panics, and attempts to flee.
*a Dwarf* panics, but can't stop fighting to flee.
f* R W S C HP:Wounded *a Dwarf*:Hurt>
Shriek utters the word 'yufzbarr'
Shriek throws a fireball at *a Dwarf*, completely enveloping him in flames.
le* R W S C HP:Wounded *a Dwarf*:Wounded>
*a Dwarf* panics, and attempts to flee.
*a Dwarf* leaves east riding a mountain mule.
e* R W S C HP:Wounded a hardened ranger:Healthy>
e
e
A hardened ranger strongly hits your body.
* R W S C HP:Bad a hardened ranger:Healthy>
*Fildur the Dwarf* cleaves your left foot extremely hard and shatters it.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
A hardened ranger hits your left foot extremely hard and shatters it.
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
* R W S C HP:Awful a hardened ranger:Healthy>
Shriek begins some strange incantations...
f* R W S C HP:Awful a hardened ranger:Healthy>
You stop tracking your victim.
PANIC!
You can't quit the fight!
***HERE my wimpy finally triggers. I am just a
LITTLE under my 137 wimpy.
You like?***
le* R W S C HP:Awful a hardened ranger:Healthy>
*a Dwarf* has arrived from the east riding a mountain mule.
e* R W S C HP:Awful a hardened ranger:Healthy>
*a Dwarf* leaves west riding a mountain mule.
e
Your head stops stinging. ***Here the bash ends, finally***
* R W S C HP:Awful a hardened ranger:Healthy>e
You flee head over heels.
Old East Road
The corpse of a mean brigand is lying here.
The corpse of a mean brigand is lying here.
*a Dwarf* is here, riding a mountain mule.
Exits: =North= =East=.
* R W S C HP:Awful>e
Old East Road
A hardened ranger is walking around, looking for tracks.
A hardened ranger is walking around, looking for tracks.
*Fildur the Dwarf* is here, riding a mountain mule, fighting Shriek.
Shriek is here, riding a pack horse, fighting *Fildur the Dwarf*.
Exits: =East= =West=.
Shriek utters the word 'yufzbarr'
Shriek throws a fireball at *Fildur the Dwarf*, completely enveloping him in
flames.
A hardened ranger hits your right foot hard and shatters it.
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
***And NOW my spammed flees and dirs finally go in***
* W S C HP:Dying a hardened ranger:Fine>
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to
do anything!
You feel a strong ache there!
You are mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.
* W S C HP:Dying a hardened ranger:Fine>
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to
do anything!
* W S C HP:Dying a hardened ranger:Fine>
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to
do anything!
* W S C HP:Dying a hardened ranger:Fine>
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to
do anything!
* W S C HP:Dying a hardened ranger:Fine>
You are in a pretty bad shape, unable to
do anything!
You feel a strong ache there!
You are dead! Sorry...
Alas, you realize that yet again the mighty knowledge of drowned Númenor has
been lost... Despair settles on you.
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Opatuli has arrived from the east.
Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>stNah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>atNah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>
Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>Nah...
You feel too relaxed to do that..
* W S C HP:Awful>OB: 96%, DB: -5%, PB: 0%, Armour: 0%. Wimpy: 137. Mood: wimpy.
Needed: 869,036 xp, 0 tp. Gold: 0. Alert: normal.
Affected by:
- depression
* W S C HP:Awful>
Opatuli kneels down to the East.
* W S C HP:Awful>say F
Nnishwia has arrived from the east.
* W S C HP:Awful>UCK
!em wieners: FUCK
Ok.
* W S C HP:Awful>
!
![em wieners: FUCK]
Ok.
Opatuli screams and collapses!
* W S C HP:Awful>
![em wieners: FUCK]
Ok.
* W S C HP:Awful>
![em wieners: FUCK]
Ok.
* W S C HP:Awful>
[em wieners: FUCK]
Ok.
* W S C HP:Awful>[em wieners: FUCK]
Ok.
* W S C HP:Awful>tell shriek loot me?
Opatuli vanishes swallowed by a dark mist.
* W S C HP:Awful>
st
Your voice doesn't reach from here!
* W S C HP:Awful>
in
You stop resting, and stand up.
* W S C HP:Awful>vis
cast 'shroud'
You start to concentrate...
You are surrounded by a misty shroud.
* W S C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>score
stat4/256 hit, 30/36 mana, and 104/124 moves.
* W S C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>
OB: 96%, DB: 55%, PB: 0%, Armour: 0%. Wimpy: 137. Mood: wimpy.
Needed: 869,036 xp, 0 tp. Gold: 0. Alert: normal.
Affected by:
- shroud
- depression
* W S C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>
BOOM! Valir falls down from the sky!
* W S C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>
Valir sniffs sadly.
* W S C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>
Valir comforts you.
* W S C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>
Nnishwia sits down and rests.
* W S C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>score
8/256 hit, 35/36 mana, and 115/124 moves.
* W S C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>st
You are already standing.
* W S C HP:Awful Mana:Burning>say any cure spells anyone?
e
reveal lantern
reveal belt
wear bem wieners: any cure spells anyone?
Ok.
* W S C HP:Awful>eltThe Crypt
Water drips slowly into a grey, still pool.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
Exits: West.
* W S C HP:Awful>
You start to search for a lantern.
wear la
You didn't find a lantern hidden here.
* W S C HP:Awful>nt
You start to search for a belt.
ern
You didn't find a belt hidden here.
* W S C HP:Awful>
You don't have a belt.
* W S C HP:Awful>
You don't have a lantern.
* W S C HP:Awful>reveal torch
You start to search for a torch.
reveal cup
!
look
You found a torch.
* W S C HP:Awful>
You start to search for a cup.
You found a cup.
* W S C HP:Awful>[reveal cup]
You start to search for a cup.
You didn't find a cup hidden here.
* W S C HP:Awful>The Crypt
Water drips slowly into a grey, still pool.
A mailbox stands here stuffed full of messages.
* W S C HP:Awful>w
The Hidden Island
A large bulletin board is mounted on a wall here.
Nnishwia is resting here.
Valir the Ainu is standing here.
Exits: East.
* W S C HP:Awful>score
13/256 hit, 36/36 mana, and 123/124 moves.
* W S C HP:Awful>whios valir
whois Arglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
* W S C HP:Awful>valir
say thisValir the cluelessnewbiemoron(tm) is a Maia.
"He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself
does not become a monster... when you gaze long into the abyss
the abyss also gazes into you..."
Friedrich Nietzsche
Player of: Prist Azmodan Tessa Trinity Vanir Unholy and some more
* W S C HP:Awful> is bullshit
em wieners: this is bullshit
Ok.
* W S C HP:Awful>say bash and I rip from full
em wieners: bash and I rip from full
Ok.
* W S C HP:Awful>stat
OB: 96%, DB: 55%, PB: 0%, Armour: 0%. Wimpy: 137. Mood: wimpy.
Needed: 869,036 xp, 0 tp. Gold: 0. Alert: normal.
Affected by:
- shroud
- depression
* W S C HP:Awful>
Valir nods solemnly.
* W S C HP:Awful>sa
Valir sighs loudly.
* W S C HP:Awful>y with wimpy set at 50%
Valir says 'i know :('
* W S C HP:Awful>em wieners: with wimpy set at 50%
Ok.
* W S C HP:Awful>score
st18/256 hit, 36/36 mana, and 124/124 moves.
* W S C HP:Awful>at
OB: 96%, DB: 55%, PB: 0%, Armour: 0%. Wimpy: 137. Mood: wimpy.
Needed: 869,036 xp, 0 tp. Gold: 0. Alert: normal.
Affected by:
- shroud
- depression
* W S C HP:Awful>rest
You sit down and rest your tired bones.
* W S C HP:Awful>tell
Nnishwia nods solemnly.
* W S C HP:Awful>
Saving Oscarmeyer.
* W S C HP:Awful>
Harad has suddenly arrived.
* W S C HP:Awful>shriek get my stuff?
Your voice doesn't reach from here!
* W S C HP:Awful>score
21/256 hit, 36/36 mana, and 124/124 moves.
* W S C HP:Awful>
Harad comforts you.
* W S C HP:Awful>whios harad
whoiArglebargle, glop-glyf!?!
* W S C HP:Awful>s harad
Harad Pork! Slayer of Borks! is a Maia (Cartographer).
What if dreams came true,
and you could be who you wanted to be
you could do what you wanted to do
and you could help who you wanted to help.
What if dreams came true,
and the worlds opened up, and you were never, ever afraid.
What if dreams came true.
But dreams do come true..... don't they?
* W S C HP:Awful>
