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Dudley's dungeon -- Tuesday, 13 February, 2007

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Tuesday, 13 February, 2007 by L
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Fathead February 13, 2007 01:27
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
Cute!

Poor trollThe troll shambled closer. He was perhaps eight feet tall,
perhaps more. His forward stoop, with arms dangling past
thick claw-footed legs to the ground, made it hard to tell.
The hairless green skin moved upon his body. His head was a
gash of a mouth, a yard-long nose, and two eyes which drank
the feeble torchlight and never gave back a gleam.
[...]
Like a huge green spider, the troll's severed hand ran on its
fingers. Across the mounded floor, up onto a log with one
taloned forefinger to hook it over the bark, down again it
scrambled, until it found the cut wrist. And there it grew
fast. The troll's smashed head seethed and knit together.
He clambered back on his feet and grinned at them. The
waning faggot cast red light over his fangs.
        [ Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson ]

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, I guess he gets what he pays for.

Dogley lied!
P February 13, 2007 09:02
First comment: 3 April, 2006 11 comments written
IDGI
L February 13, 2007 11:00
First comment: 10 February, 2005 285 comments written
Note what happens in NetHack when you fail to write 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 ]

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you haven't learned yet.
Ranter February 13, 2007 22:30
First comment: 13 February, 2007 12 comments written
Yup.That's what happens.

The only bad part is it isn't funny.
Jac February 13, 2007 23:52
First comment: 26 May, 2006 48 comments written
I don't know, "Keep bouncing back..." is pretty funny, or at least, I found it funny, um...
Grognor April 22, 2007 08:58
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
The trollThe troll shambled closer. He was perhaps eight feet tall,
perhaps more. His forward stoop, with arms dangling past
thick claw-footed legs to the ground, made it hard to tell.
The hairless green skin moved upon his body. His head was a
gash of a mouth, a yard-long nose, and two eyes which drank
the feeble torchlight and never gave back a gleam.
[...]
Like a huge green spider, the troll's severed hand ran on its
fingers. Across the mounded floor, up onto a log with one
taloned forefinger to hook it over the bark, down again it
scrambled, until it found the cut wrist. And there it grew
fast. The troll's smashed head seethed and knit together.
He clambered back on his feet and grinned at them. The
waning faggot cast red light over his fangs.
        [ Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson ]

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.
hits!
WoodGnome <{8^} August 1, 2008 08:55
First comment: 25 July, 2008 3 comments written
Are fans just trolls?

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