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@    a humanThese 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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or elfThe Elves sat round the fire upon the grass or upon the sawn
rings of old trunks. Some went to and fro bearing cups and
pouring drinks; others brought food on heaped plates and
dishes.
"This is poor fare," they said to the hobbits; "for we are
lodging in the greenwood far from our halls. If ever you are
our guests at home, we will treat you better."
"It seems to me good enough for a birthday-party," said Frodo.
Pippin afterwards recalled little of either food or drink, for
his mind was filled with the light upon the elf-faces, and the
sound of voices so various and so beautiful that he felt in a
waking dream. [...]
Sam could never describe in words, nor picture clearly to
himself, what he felt or thought that night, though it remained
in his memory as one of the chief events of his life. The
nearest he ever got was to say: "Well, sir, if I could grow
apples like that, I would call myself a gardener. But it was
the singing that went to my heart, if you know what I mean."
[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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(humanThese 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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Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
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rogueI understand the business, I hear it: to have an open ear, a
quick eye, and a nimble hand, is necessary for a cut-purse; a
good nose is requisite also, to smell out work for the other
senses. I see this is the time that the unjust man doth
thrive. <...> The prince himself is about a piece of iniquity,
stealing away from his father with his clog at his heels: if
I thought it were a piece of honesty to acquaint the king
withal, I would not do't: I hold it the more knavery to
conceal it; and therein am I constant to my profession.
        [ Autolycus the Rogue, from The Winter's Tale by
                William Shakespeare ]

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called Dudley) ...@......| .........c-######## .........}| ..........| ..........| -----------
c "I have you now!"
You fall into the   
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 ]

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& "Gangway!"
c "Oof! Wait, what?"
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   /  REST IN  \    
  /    PEACE    \   
 /               \  
 |     Cherry    |  
 |   drowned in  |  
 |    a deluge   |  
 |    of mail    |  
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With apologies to Nameless for use of the character of Cherry.


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Mikoangelo September 25, 2006 00:01
First comment: 19 October, 2005 82 comments written
For some reason, it's funny as hell
Jac September 25, 2006 02:11
First comment: 26 May, 2006 48 comments written
Outstanding!
L September 25, 2006 04:44
First comment: 10 February, 2005 285 comments written
Ian Jones-Quartey once had a character named Cherry (Rog-ElfThe Elves sat round the fire upon the grass or upon the sawn
rings of old trunks. Some went to and fro bearing cups and
pouring drinks; others brought food on heaped plates and
dishes.
"This is poor fare," they said to the hobbits; "for we are
lodging in the greenwood far from our halls. If ever you are
our guests at home, we will treat you better."
"It seems to me good enough for a birthday-party," said Frodo.
Pippin afterwards recalled little of either food or drink, for
his mind was filled with the light upon the elf-faces, and the
sound of voices so various and so beautiful that he felt in a
waking dream. [...]
Sam could never describe in words, nor picture clearly to
himself, what he felt or thought that night, though it remained
in his memory as one of the chief events of his life. The
nearest he ever got was to say: "Well, sir, if I could grow
apples like that, I would call myself a gardener. But it was
the singing that went to my heart, if you know what I mean."
[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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-Fem-Neu, if you're wondering.)
Janos September 25, 2006 09:45
First comment: 18 August, 2005 40 comments written
I don't get it. Who's Cherry?
SomeoneElse September 25, 2006 10:47
First comment: 11 September, 2006 143 comments written
Read the previous comics, Janos.
mightytater September 25, 2006 14:47
First comment: 25 September, 2006 1 comments written
... because I chuckle at the unrelated plot line.
Roger Barnett September 25, 2006 17:23
First comment: 7 April, 2006 143 comments written
We want more Cherry.
IceLizarrd September 25, 2006 23:58
First comment: 25 May, 2006 7 comments written
http://www.nicolaas.net/dudley/index.php?f=20060824

For the advent of Cherry
Fathead September 26, 2006 20:40
First comment: 1 April, 2006 1136 comments written
That was as stupid as last time! I want more!
Gadora September 30, 2006 01:56
First comment: 21 September, 2006 88 comments written
Stupid... yet amusing. Mesa liken'. (Apologies for the "Jar Jar 'speak")
... December 4, 2006 23:03
First comment: 4 December, 2006 2 comments written
But.. elves can't be neutral. Besides, a thief would be chaotic, which is what Cherry is(RPG World).
Grognor April 19, 2007 08:16
First comment: 4 April, 2007 1161 comments written
EXCELLENTZ0R!
  April 6, 2008 03:47
First comment: 1 April, 2004 431 comments written
Oh? Rog-elfThe Elves sat round the fire upon the grass or upon the sawn
rings of old trunks. Some went to and fro bearing cups and
pouring drinks; others brought food on heaped plates and
dishes.
"This is poor fare," they said to the hobbits; "for we are
lodging in the greenwood far from our halls. If ever you are
our guests at home, we will treat you better."
"It seems to me good enough for a birthday-party," said Frodo.
Pippin afterwards recalled little of either food or drink, for
his mind was filled with the light upon the elf-faces, and the
sound of voices so various and so beautiful that he felt in a
waking dream. [...]
Sam could never describe in words, nor picture clearly to
himself, what he felt or thought that night, though it remained
in his memory as one of the chief events of his life. The
nearest he ever got was to say: "Well, sir, if I could grow
apples like that, I would call myself a gardener. But it was
the singing that went to my heart, if you know what I mean."
[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]

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Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
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-fem-neu? Sounds like RPG World to me somewhat...
Dani June 12, 2008 15:41
First comment: 7 June, 2008 39 comments written
bwahahahaha.

Evil, and awesome.

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