Dudley's dungeon -- Wednesday, 24 November, 2004

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Schnee	November 24, 2004 02:13
First comment: 10 November, 2004	76 comments written
Is the blank line in the first picture intentional (not to mention the typo in the second one)?
Dion	November 24, 2004 09:33
First comment: 2 February, 2004	100 comments written
The blank line probably is a Mozilla Firefox bug. Usually it disappears when you refresh the pageThese strange creatures live mostly on the surface of the earth, gathering together in societies of various forms, but occasionally a stray will descend into the depths and commit mayhem among the dungeon residents who, naturally, often resent the intrusion of such beasts. They are capable of using weapons and magic, and it is even rumored that the Wizard of Yendor is a member of this species. 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.. I haven't been able to find out how to prevent this from happening. The typo was... just a typo. I fixed it.
Zeddi	November 24, 2004 15:15
First comment: 5 June, 2004	80 comments written
If you refresh a few times, the blank line dissapears. No problem with the ie, but who uses ie? :P btw. can anyone explain the comic to me? i don't get it.
BattleMage	November 24, 2004 15:21
First comment: 9 November, 2004	4 comments written
Very nice. It's like Carter's novel where archaeologists visit this room and find the "royal tomb" and believe that the TV is some sort of communication with the nether world.
Crawler	November 24, 2004 16:05
First comment: 24 August, 2004	57 comments written
I like it. But why doesn't the skeletonA skeleton is a magically animated undead creature. Unlike shades, only a humanoid creature can be used to create a skeleton. No one knows why this is true, but it has become an accepted fact amongst the practitioners of the black arts. 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. keep hitting after the first picture?
jtpk	November 24, 2004 16:31
First comment: 11 May, 2004	29 comments written
Aren't skeletons slow? No, wait, that was ghosts...
Mandragora	November 24, 2004 23:45
First comment: 7 October, 2004	7 comments written
>but who uses ie? :P You'd be surprised. coughmecough Damn, what kinda topsoil does this place use?
Q. E. D.	February 22, 2005 08:57
First comment: 22 February, 2005	11 comments written
Mandragora: It's a dungeon. There isn't any topsoil.
Lawful ihope	July 4, 2005 17:12
First comment: 7 June, 2005	29 comments written
You know, SLASH'EM actually has toilets. Ah well...
Fathead	April 13, 2006 00:52
First comment: 1 April, 2006	1136 comments written
No, no, no, toilets look like this: \
Gadora	September 22, 2006 03:31
First comment: 21 September, 2006	88 comments written
I have to agree with Fathead on this one, the toilet should be (for throneMethought I saw the footsteps of a throne Which mists and vapours from mine eyes did shroud-- Nor view of who might sit thereon allowed; But all the steps and ground about were strown With sights the ruefullest that flesh and bone Ever put on; a miserable crowd, Sick, hale, old, young, who cried before that cloud, "Thou art our king, O Death! to thee we groan." Those steps I clomb; the mists before me gave Smooth way; and I beheld the face of one Sleeping alone within a mossy cave, With her face up to heaven; that seemed to have Pleasing remembrance of a thought foregone; A lovely Beauty in a summer grave! [ Sonnet, by William Wordsworth ] 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.) instead of being an altarAltars are of three types: 1. In Temples. These are for Sacrifices [...]. The stone top will have grooves for blood, and the whole will be covered with _dry brown stains of a troubling kind_ from former Sacrifices. [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ] To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his gods? [ Lays of Ancient Rome, by Thomas B. Macaulay ] 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.. (Resisting temptation to make a joke about sacrifices)
Gadora	September 22, 2006 03:34
First comment: 21 September, 2006	88 comments written
Sorry, I didst not preview that, alas! It should have said: I have to agree with Fathead on this one, the toilet should be \ (for throneMethought I saw the footsteps of a throne Which mists and vapours from mine eyes did shroud-- Nor view of who might sit thereon allowed; But all the steps and ground about were strown With sights the ruefullest that flesh and bone Ever put on; a miserable crowd, Sick, hale, old, young, who cried before that cloud, "Thou art our king, O Death! to thee we groan." Those steps I clomb; the mists before me gave Smooth way; and I beheld the face of one Sleeping alone within a mossy cave, With her face up to heaven; that seemed to have Pleasing remembrance of a thought foregone; A lovely Beauty in a summer grave! [ Sonnet, by William Wordsworth ] 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.) instead of being an altarAltars are of three types: 1. In Temples. These are for Sacrifices [...]. The stone top will have grooves for blood, and the whole will be covered with _dry brown stains of a troubling kind_ from former Sacrifices. [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ] To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his gods? [ Lays of Ancient Rome, by Thomas B. Macaulay ] 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.. (Resisting temptation to make a joke about sacrifices)
Grognor	April 7, 2007 05:30
First comment: 4 April, 2007	1161 comments written
You sacrifice the piece of crap! The piece of crap disappears in a whirlwind of clear liquid. --More-- You have summoned a waterDay after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere Nor any drop to drink. [ The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by Samuel Taylor Coleridge ] 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. elementalElementals are manifestations of the basic nature of the universe. There are four known forms of elementals: air, fire, water, and earth. Some mystics have postulated the necessity for a fifth type, the spirit elemental, but none have ever been encountered, at least on this plane of existence. 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.! E- You sick bastard.
Antheridium	May 17, 2007 11:40
First comment: 17 May, 2007	442 comments written
I always preferred... "Flush the toilet (y/n)" y "The pipes burst! WaterDay after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere Nor any drop to drink. [ The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by Samuel Taylor Coleridge ] 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. spews out! -more-" "There is a brown puddingThese giant amoeboid creatures look like nothing more than puddles of slime, but they both live and move, feeding on metal or wood as well as the occasional dungeon explorer to supplement their diet. But we were not on a station platform. We were on the track ahead as the nightmare, plastic column of fetid black iridescence oozed tightly onward through its fifteen-foot sinus, gathering unholy speed and driving before it a spiral, re-thickening cloud of the pallid abyss vapor. It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train -- a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and unforming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter. [ At the Mountains of Madness, by H.P. Lovecraft ] 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. here."
HK	June 6, 2007 07:02
First comment: 1 June, 2007	309 comments written
Go Grognor and his comment!
TK	August 12, 2007 17:17
First comment: 11 August, 2007	69 comments written
I like Antheridium's comment... Heehee...brown puddingThese giant amoeboid creatures look like nothing more than puddles of slime, but they both live and move, feeding on metal or wood as well as the occasional dungeon explorer to supplement their diet. But we were not on a station platform. We were on the track ahead as the nightmare, plastic column of fetid black iridescence oozed tightly onward through its fifteen-foot sinus, gathering unholy speed and driving before it a spiral, re-thickening cloud of the pallid abyss vapor. It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train -- a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and unforming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter. [ At the Mountains of Madness, by H.P. Lovecraft ] 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....:-)
blueshade	December 4, 2007 11:48
First comment: 29 November, 2007	6 comments written
yeah, TK, especially that it would make you think next time when: "There is a brown puddingThese giant amoeboid creatures look like nothing more than puddles of slime, but they both live and move, feeding on metal or wood as well as the occasional dungeon explorer to supplement their diet. But we were not on a station platform. We were on the track ahead as the nightmare, plastic column of fetid black iridescence oozed tightly onward through its fifteen-foot sinus, gathering unholy speed and driving before it a spiral, re-thickening cloud of the pallid abyss vapor. It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train -- a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and unforming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter. [ At the Mountains of Madness, by H.P. Lovecraft ] 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. corpse here, eat it?" (y/n) yuck... ;)
Kerta	December 12, 2007 16:26
First comment: 12 December, 2007	72 comments written
You sacrifice the crap. A voice booms out "$@%@$ !$#!@# $!@#$ !!% @%^#$ %^%$ %^#@@!# $!@#" You are surrounded by every unique demonIt is often very hard to discover what any given Demon looks like, apart from a general impression of large size, huge fangs, staring eyes, many limbs, and an odd color; but all accounts agree that Demons are very powerful, very Magic (in a nonhuman manner), and made of some substance that can squeeze through a keyhole yet not be pierced with a Sword. This makes them difficult to deal with, even on the rare occasions when they are friendly. [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ] 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. in the dungeon. #pray Everything around you gets faster.

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