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* HP:Bad>ye OUT!
Ok.

* HP:Bad>
*an Adult* has arrived from the south.

* HP:Bad>k *Adult*
You pound *an Adult*'s left arm very hard and shatter it.
*an Adult* tries to hit you, but your parry is successful.
You wish your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

* HP:Bad *an Adult*:Awful>
You suddenly notice Bart.
Bart shoots *an Adult* to death.
Your blood freezes as you hear *an Adult*'s death cry.
You feel more experienced.
Congragulations! This is the first time you killed it!
You receive your share of experience.
*an Adult* has drawn it's last breath! R.I.P.!
A shadow rises from the corpse of *an Adult*.

* HP:Bad>sa nice...
Ok.

* HP:Bad>
Bart says, ':)'.

* HP:Bad>
Kenny has arrived from the south.
Kenny panics, and attempts to flee.

* HP:Bad>
*a cruel Adult* has arrived from the south.

* HP:Bad>
*a cruel Adult* hits Kenny's body extremely hard and shatters it.
Your blood freezes as you hear Kenny's death cry.
Kenny has drawn his last breath! R.I.P.! # Omigod! 
You killed Kenny! Who cares... #

* HP:Bad>k *adult*
You pound *John the Adult*'s head extremely hard.

* HP:Bad *John the Adult*:Hurt>
Bart nocks a missile in a shiny sling...
*John the Adult* hits your body and shatters it. # Where's the powa? #
You wish your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

* HP:Bad *John the Adult*:Hurt>
Bart shoots *John the Adult*'s left foot extremely hard.

* HP:Bad *John the Adult*:Hurt>
*John the Adult* panics, and attempts to flee.
*John the Adult* flees south.

* HP:Bad>ye do you understand OUT
Ok.

* HP:Bad>
Stan has arrived from the south.
Broomhilda has arrived from the south.

* HP:Bad>sa cures
Ok.

* HP:Bad>
Broomhilda begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Bad>
Broomhilda utters the words, 'Jucandis qhuafga'.
You begin to see scars fade away as a feeling of health comes over you.

* HP:Wounded>sa :)
Ok.

* HP:Wounded>stat
OB:121% DB:23% PB:87% Armor:95% Wimpy:0 Mood:Aggressive.
Needed:567,809 Tp:0 Gold:145 Alert:Paranoid.

* HP:Wounded>
Broomhilda begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Wounded>
Broomhilda utters the words, 'Jucandis qhuafga'.
You begin to see scars fade away as a feeling of health comes over you.

* HP:Wounded>sa ok save mana
Ok.
Stan says, 'they MANY'.

* HP:Wounded>
Broomhilda begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Hurt>
Broomhilda nods solemnly.

* HP:Hurt>sa ok all fol me, we storm, they only 2 now
Ok.

* HP:Hurt>
Broomhilda starts following you.

* HP:Hurt>
Stan stops following Broomhilda.
Stan starts following you.

* HP:Hurt>glare stan
You glare icily at Stan.

* HP:Hurt>sa ok Bart?
Ok.

* HP:Hurt>
Bart shakes his head.

* HP:Hurt>s
The Dark, Descolent Computer Room
This is an average computer room, it holds many computers and the game 
everyone is hooked to.... Mume. 
You can't get enough of it, that your
life only consists of mume! There are many windows here, covered in 
blinds, making it very dark. There is a chair in which to sit in front
of a computer.
A computer entertainment, desktop is here.
*John the Adult* is standing here.
*a Pre-Teen* is resting here.

* HP:Hurt>
Stan hits *a Pre-Teen*'s body extremely hard.

* HP:Hurt>a stan
You assist Stan.
You pound *a Pre-Teen*'s left leg extremely hard.

* HP:Hurt *a Pre-Teen*:Hurt Stan:Fine>
*a Pre-Teen* lightly pierces Stan's left foot and tickles it.

* HP:Hurt *a Pre-Teen*:Hurt Stan:Fine>
Broomhilda begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Hurt *a Pre-Teen*:Hurt Stan:Fine>
Broomhilda utters the word, 'Graf'.

* HP:Hurt *a Pre-Teen*:Bad Stan:Fine>
Stan sends *a Pre-Teen* sprawling with a powerful bash. # Go you cunt lick! #

* HP:Hurt *a Pre-Teen*:Bad Stan:Fine>
Broomhilda begins some strange incantations...

* HP:Hurt *a Pre-Teen*:Bad Stan:Fine>
*John the Adult* stands up.

* HP:Hurt *a Pre-Teen*:Bad Stan:Fine>
Broomhilda utters the word, 'Graf'.

* HP:Hurt *a Pre-Teen*:Awful Stan:Fine>
You pound *a Pre-Teen*'s head extremely hard and shatter it.
Your blood freezes as you hear *a Pre-Teen*'s death cry.
You feel more experienced.
Congragulations! This is the first time you've killed it!
You receive your share of experience.
*a Pre-Teen has drawn its last breath! R.I.P.!
A shadow rises above the corpse of a *Pre-Teen*.

### John got out, but we got that fat fuck later... ###
### We left and came back 2 secs later, who could   ###
### not play for 2 seconds? Not I.                  ###