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Dudley's dungeon -- Thursday, 24 August, 2006

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Thursday, 24 August, 2006 by Nameless
Hi Cherry, welcome  
to Nethack! You are 
a neutral female    
chickatriceOnce in a great while, when the positions of the stars are
just right, a seven-year-old rooster will lay an egg. Then,
along will come a snake, to coil around the egg, or a toad,
to squat upon the egg, keeping it warm and helping it to
hatch. When it hatches, out comes a creature called basilisk,
or cockatrice, the most deadly of all creatures. A single
glance from its yellow, piercing toad's eyes will kill both
man and beast. Its power of destruction is said to be so
great that sometimes simply to hear its hiss can prove fatal.
Its breath is so venomous that it causes all vegetation
to wither.

There is, however, one creature which can withstand the
basilisk's deadly gaze, and this is the weasel. No one knows
why this is so, but although the fierce weasel can slay the
basilisk, it will itself be killed in the struggle. Perhaps
the weasel knows the basilisk's fatal weakness: if it ever
sees its own reflection in a mirror it will perish instantly.
But even a dead basilisk is dangerous, for it is said that
merely touching its lifeless body can cause a person to
sicken and die.
[ Mythical Beasts by Deirdre Headon (The Leprechaun Library)
and other sources ]

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warriorThese 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.

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! ------ |....| |.c..+ |....| ------
c "So here I am in the Dungeon of Doom."
You fail to peck    
down the doorThrough me you pass into the city of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal pain:
Through me among the people lost for aye.
Justice the founder of my fabric mov'd:
To rear me was the task of power divine,
Supremest wisdom, and primeval love.
Before me things create were none, save things
Eternal, and eternal I endure.
All hope abandon ye who enter here.
        [ The Inferno, from The Divine Comedy of Dante
                Alighieri, translated by H.F. Cary ]

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. ------ |....| |.<.c+ |....| ------
                    
                    
                    
                    
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|....|              
|.<.c+              
|....|              
------              
c "I'm off to find the Seed of Life, a mysterious and valuable artefact that is rumoured to grant immortality!"
You peck down the   
doorThrough me you pass into the city of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal pain:
Through me among the people lost for aye.
Justice the founder of my fabric mov'd:
To rear me was the task of power divine,
Supremest wisdom, and primeval love.
Before me things create were none, save things
Eternal, and eternal I endure.
All hope abandon ye who enter here.
        [ The Inferno, from The Divine Comedy of Dante
                Alighieri, translated by H.F. Cary ]

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. ------ |....| |.<.c.dddd |....| ------
The magic missile   
hits the jackalIn Asiatic folktale, jackal provides for the lion; he scares
up game, which the lion kills and eats, and receives what is
left as reward. In stories from northern India he is
sometimes termed "minister to the king," i.e. to the lion.
From the legend that he does not kill his own food has arisen
the legend of his cowardice. Jackal's heart must never be
eaten, for instance, in the belief of peoples indigenous to
the regions where the jackal abounds. ... In Hausa Negro
folktale Jackal plays the role of sagacious judge and is
called "O Learned One of the Forest." The Bushmen say that
Jackal goes around behaving the way he does "because he is
Jackal".
        [ Funk & Wagnalls Standard Dictionary of Folklore ]

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! Wiped out all chickatrices. ------ |....| |.<.cdddd |....| ------
c "Wait, what?"
    -----------     
   /  REST IN  \    
  /    PEACE    \   
 /               \  
 |     Cherry    |  
 |   killed by   |  
 |  an unrelated |  
 |    plotline   |  
/\\_/(\/(/\)\//\/|  


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Comments

Fathead August 24, 2006 04:47
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
That was stupid! Infact, it was so stupid, it was funny! Keep it up!
Aerthel August 24, 2006 06:31
First comment: 17 February, 2006 13 comments written
"Cherry killed by an unrelated plotline." Someone just read 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 ]

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of genocide and wiped out all chickatrices. But does anyone ever think what those poor monsters 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.
        [ The History of Vampires, by Dudley Wright ]

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doing while they got genocided?
freshme@ August 24, 2006 07:52
First comment: 4 January, 2005 67 comments written
Somehow the delivery is perfect. This is hilarious though I couldn't explain what makes it so.

BTW there's a word missing from frame 2.
Jmadman311 August 24, 2006 07:59
First comment: 23 May, 2006 17 comments written
Well done. :)
Mantar August 24, 2006 09:18
First comment: 17 June, 2004 197 comments written
Kick ass.
some random DD reader August 24, 2006 12:22
First comment: 24 August, 2006 1 comments written
Poor Cherry. :.(

It's like playing a goblinNow goblins are cruel, wicked, and bad-hearted. They make
no beautiful things, but they make many clever ones. They
can tunnel and mine as well as any but the most skilled
dwarves, when they take the trouble, though they are usually
untidy and dirty. Hammers, axes, swords, daggers, pickaxes,
tongs, and also instruments of torture, they make very well,
or get other people to make to their design, prisoners and
slaves that have to work till they die for want of air and
light.
[ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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PC in D&D. Everyone wants to kill you just for being what you are.
Roger Barnett August 24, 2006 14:59
First comment: 7 April, 2006 143 comments written
Absolutely brilliant. No-one thinks of the henchmen, do they.
rose August 24, 2006 18:29
First comment: 30 June, 2006 10 comments written
Delightful! I'd like to see another Cherry adventure!

I just love c's - they make great pets :)
zem August 24, 2006 22:09
First comment: 5 December, 2005 64 comments written
brilliant!!
IceLizarrd August 25, 2006 07:28
First comment: 25 May, 2006 7 comments written
Cherry's my new favorite character. There need to be more females on this strip anyway =P
Kal Zekdor August 25, 2006 09:28
First comment: 28 October, 2004 16 comments written
some random DD reader: http://goblinscomic.com/ There you go.
scwizard August 29, 2006 01:43
First comment: 18 August, 2006 12 comments written
This comic = WIN!
scwizard August 29, 2006 01:48
First comment: 18 August, 2006 12 comments written
What needs to happen next is that whoever sent Cherry needs to read a blessed 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 ]

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of reverse genocide (I don't mean a cursed 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 ]

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Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
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of genocide, I mean a blessed 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 ]

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Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
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of reverse genocide an item just as real as the "seed of life").
Grognor April 19, 2007 07:41
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
Ha! Hmm... YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Funny.

Also, BOOM
kureshii March 16, 2008 18:11
First comment: 8 March, 2008 37 comments written
WHO GENO-ED CHERRY!?
Fredil April 27, 2008 04:45
First comment: 17 April, 2008 26 comments written
That was unbelievably funny. Didn't see that one coming!

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