Posted by wanna be Master on October 22, 1999 at 01:16:36:
Dioxide's Log Formatter desc + You notice that scars cover this mage... desc + His skin is seared and burned. l Before you is a tall mirror that shows a perfect reflection of your appearance. A banner of large letters reads: l self l bresik Bresik is using: snicker 'are you here? af 'the one that won t show him self l Bresik says 'the imm?' 'hm.. are you Lord Shokai? 'hm.. Bolt Thrower perhaps? You are already standing. You are affected by: A warm feeling fills your body.'what the You say 'what the' af c can af af med 'hm.. An Immortal smacks someone for being such a moron. You say 'hm..' 'ah. Thror? Someone looks at itself. You say 'ah. Thror?' who i Players found: 0 af 'why am i plague af desc 'ah.. I guess it eh? 'Thror eh 'the Dwarf 'me can t see.. you 'if you are Thror.. Someone whispers 'Immortal?...' You say 'if you are Thror..' 'Thror was a battle desc rep 'me no die flex A bolt comes down out of the heavens and smites you! You flex your muscles proudly! 'oweee rep 'ok..... 'that hurted af af 'wish i can do call emote tries to call lightning c earth c earth An Immortal says 'It is as if you look at yourself in the mirro' l mirror An Immortal says 'Every time I look at you...your not talking' emote tries to break the mirror af You are affected by: desc desc + A great mage he plans to be. desc + Killing all that stands in his way. 'Thror? rep af 'it no affect me ..strange af l Before you is a tall mirror that shows a perfect reflection of your appearance. A banner of large letters reads: 'it no pass on to Bresik 'or you chuckle c earth af PRONTO ! You snap your fingers. af 'i am done? desc 'haha 'close to God Like 'and Sagacious af wor gr 'i am as intelligent as you are.. 'who ever you are 'would you show yourself, what can i do to so i am worthy of seeing you growl desc desc + His eyes are full of hatred. mutter 'i start over.. 'can i see your description 'then i can have some idea '..... 'wish i had faerie fire... 'so i can fog you You smirk. desc Your message didn't get through. Your description is: af st gr delete delete af desc + A bastard stands before you. desc + At 5 feet tall, he seems to be no treat. desc + However, a small gesture and words, the power of magic is his to wield. desc + His hair s brown like his eyes. desc + Covered with scars.. you wonder how many battles this dark-elf fought. st snote snore snore af wor af wake You are already standing. l Before you is a tall mirror that shows a perfect reflection of your appearance. A banner of large letters reads: 'haha 'i am return 'look at me af l bresik Bresik is using: desc 'show your self now that i am done ? Bresik says 'you're doing a better job than i do' chuc wiggle 'sheesh i am done ? #$*@!!? 'what more do you want.. bolt thrower? af An Immortal says 'So your ready to go let the plague kill you?' 'HA 'now before i know who you are af 'so i can rank to 51 'and come back and attack when you walk the realms insane af 'give me a hint then af res The Description Room Before you is a tall mirror that shows a perfect reflection of your appearance. A banner of large letters reads: '? af rep flex 'i be STRONG [Exits: none] 'I DEMAND to know .. who be doing this. st kneel beg pray HA.. At least i know your attacks are CLEAVE... we ll meet again.. sl
desc
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
The Description Room
You have been placed in this room to work on your description, as it was
not adequate before. You cannot leave this place until it is adequate.
If you look at some of the things in this room, they will tell you what
we expect. You see a sign and a plaque.
NO MORTAL SHALL KILL, STEAL, OR OTHERWISE DISTRACT ANYONE ELSE IN THIS ROOM.
[Exits: none]
Bresik is here.
Bresik looks at himself.
Bresik looks at you.
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
Kirrameki, a male dark-elf, is writhing in agony.
Before you stands a fierce human, about 6'3 in size.
He looks strong and has short blonde hair.
This human is kind and always says 'hallo' when you look at him.
As you pass by you see a smile on his face.
Bresik, a male human, is in perfect health.
a small garnet ring
a small garnet ring
a traffic whistle
(Glowing) a ruby necklace
a mithril vest
a pair of greenish-brown leggings
a pair of mithril boots
a pair of white gloves
a pair of silver-gray vambraces
a deep red robe
a soft leather belt
an intricately detailed gold bracelet
an intricately detailed gold bracelet
(Glowing) a gleaming steel khopesh
a thin bladed short sword
You snicker softly.
You say 'are you here?'
You are affected by:
You say 'the one that won t show him self'
An Immortal says 'Yes'
You say 'hm.. are you Lord Shokai?'
You scream in agony as plague sores erupt from your skin.
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You say 'hm.. Bolt Thrower perhaps?'
Skill: 'plague'.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You don't know any spells of that name.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
Someone fills the air with his hatred of magic.
You assume a very comfortable position and begin to meditate.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You scream in agony as plague sores erupt from your skin.
You say 'why am i plague'
Someone smirks.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
You say 'ah.. I guess it eh?'
Someone whispers 'cuz yer a mage..and ye stink'
You say 'Thror eh'
You scream in agony as plague sores erupt from your skin.
You say 'the Dwarf'
Someone chuckles politely.
Someone looks at itself.
You say 'me can t see.. you'
Someone whispers 'ok, how do I look?'
Someone looks at itself.
An Immortal nods.
Someone disappears in a mushroom cloud.
'i know that
You say 'i know that'
You say 'Thror was a battle'
An Immortal says 'You do not speak in a description'
An Immortal says 'Are you going to write your description Kirrameki or slowly die?'
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
You say 'I have 100% hp 100% mana 100% mv 11952 xp.'
You say 'me no die'
A bolt comes down out of the heavens and smites you!
A bolt comes down out of the heavens and smites you!
A bolt comes down out of the heavens and smites you!
You say 'oweee'
An Immortal says 'what was that?'
You say 'I have 6% hp 100% mana 100% mv 11952 xp.'
You say 'ok.....'
You say 'that hurted'
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You say 'wish i can do call'
An Immortal says 'Now Bresik'
Kirrameki tries to call lightning
You lost your concentration.
An Immortal says 'You do not speak in a description....'
The earth trembles beneath your feet!
The gods protect Bresik.
Bresik says 'okay...'
An Immortal says 'mirror even'
It is a mirror that is about 25 ft. high (probably to accomodate the
tallest of giants) and looks to be made out of pure energy. No breaking
the glass and slicing your wrist to escape.
Bresik says 'argh...'
Kirrameki tries to break the mirror
Skill: 'plague'.
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
A great mage he plans to be.
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
A great mage he plans to be.
Killing all that stands in his way.
You say 'Thror?'
You scream in agony as plague sores erupt from your skin.
You say 'I have 6% hp 95% mana 100% mv 11952 xp.'
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You say 'it no affect me ..strange'
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
The Description Room
You have been placed in this room to work on your description, as it was
not adequate before. You cannot leave this place until it is adequate.
If you look at some of the things in this room, they will tell you what
we expect. You see a sign and a plaque.
NO MORTAL SHALL KILL, STEAL, OR OTHERWISE DISTRACT ANYONE ELSE IN THIS ROOM.
[Exits: none]
Bresik is here.
An Immortal says 'Once you leave this room it will'
You say 'it no pass on to Bresik'
You say 'or you'
You chuckle politely.
The earth trembles beneath your feet!
The gods protect Bresik.
snap
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You say 'i am done?'
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
A great mage he plans to be.
Killing all that stands in his way.
An Immortal says 'You are not to birght are you'
An Immortal says 'bright even'
You say 'haha'
An Immortal raises an eyebrow.
You say 'close to God Like'
You say 'and Sagacious'
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You have 0 gold, and 11952 experience (47248 exp to level).
Kirrameki's group:
[13 Inv] Kirrameki 6% hp 92% mana 100% mv 11952 xp
You say 'i am as intelligent as you are..'
You say 'who ever you are'
You say 'would you show yourself, what can i do to so i am worthy of seeing you'
An Immortal says 'an interesting description...with only two lines worthy of being there'
A bolt comes down out of the heavens and smites you!
Grrrrrrrrrr...
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
A great mage he plans to be.
Killing all that stands in his way.
Bresik looks at you.
Your description is:
The path of magic had been difficult.
With some early mishaps while experimenting with magic..
You notice that scars cover this mage...
His skin is seared and burned.
A great mage he plans to be.
Killing all that stands in his way.
His eyes are full of hatred.
An Immortal says 'You notice that scars cover this mage... and His skin is seared and burned. The rest is basically garbage'
You mutter quietly to yourself.
You say 'i start over..'
You say 'can i see your description'
A bolt comes down out of the heavens and smites you!
You say 'then i can have some idea'
Bresik looks at you.
You say '.....'
An Immortal says 'How goes Bresik?'
You say 'wish i had faerie fire...'
smirk
You say 'so i can fog you '
You are overcome by a sudden surge of fatigue.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'terangreal'.
Skill: 'plague'.
You can't wake up!
Kirrameki's group:
[13 Inv] Kirrameki 2% hp 100% mana 100% mv 11952 xp
You must be in a safe room to delete.
You must be in a safe room to delete.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'terangreal'.
Skill: 'plague'.
Your description is:
A bastard stands before you.
Your description is:
A bastard stands before you.
At 5 feet tall, he seems to be no treat.
Your description is:
A bastard stands before you.
At 5 feet tall, he seems to be no treat.
However, a small gesture and words, the power of magic is his to wield.
Your description is:
A bastard stands before you.
At 5 feet tall, he seems to be no treat.
However, a small gesture and words, the power of magic is his to wield.
His hair s brown like his eyes.
Your description is:
A bastard stands before you.
At 5 feet tall, he seems to be no treat.
However, a small gesture and words, the power of magic is his to wield.
His hair s brown like his eyes.
Covered with scars.. you wonder how many battles this dark-elf fought.
You can't wake up!
Huh?
snore
snore
snore
des
You are affected by:
Skill: 'terangreal'.
Skill: 'plague'.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
st
You wake and stand up.
The Description Room
You have been placed in this room to work on your description, as it was
not adequate before. You cannot leave this place until it is adequate.
If you look at some of the things in this room, they will tell you what
we expect. You see a sign and a plaque.
NO MORTAL SHALL KILL, STEAL, OR OTHERWISE DISTRACT ANYONE ELSE IN THIS ROOM.
[Exits: none]
Bresik is here.
You say 'haha'
You say 'i am return'
You say 'look at me'
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
Bresik looks at you.
Before you stands a fierce human, about 6'3 in size.
He looks strong and has short blonde hair.
This human is kind and as you pass by you see a smile on his face.
Bresik, a male human, is in perfect health.
a small garnet ring
a small garnet ring
a traffic whistle
(Glowing) a ruby necklace
a mithril vest
a pair of greenish-brown leggings
a pair of mithril boots
a pair of white gloves
a pair of silver-gray vambraces
a deep red robe
a soft leather belt
an intricately detailed gold bracelet
an intricately detailed gold bracelet
(Glowing) a gleaming steel khopesh
a thin bladed short sword
Your description is:
A bastard stands before you.
At 5 feet tall, he seems to be no treat.
However, a small gesture and words, the power of magic is his to wield.
His hair s brown like his eyes.
Covered with scars.. you wonder how many battles this dark-elf fought.
His Dedication to magic is only matched by his hatred for warriors.
As he fades away from sight, you caught a glimpse ....
a dagger glowing strapped on to him.
You say 'show your self now that i am done ?'
You chuckle politely.
You wiggle your bottom.
A bolt comes down out of the heavens and smites you!
You say 'sheesh i am done ? #$*@!!?'
You say 'what more do you want.. bolt thrower?'
You say 'HA'
You say 'now before i know who you are'
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
An Immortal raises an eyebrow.
You say 'so i can rank to 51'
You say 'and come back and attack when you walk the realms'
You feel your sanity slipping away...
An Immortal says 'Just not very smart are you'
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You say 'give me a hint then'
An Immortal has transferred you.
Market Square
This bustling square lies at the intersection of the High road and the
Trade Road. Traders from every city have come here to try to convince you
to buy their cheap wares. None of it is even worth a second glance. The
High road continues to the north and south and the Trade Road continues to
the east and west.
[Exits: north east south west]
You writhe in agony from the plague.
Your sickness grazes you.
You are stunned, but will probably recover.
You writhe in agony from the plague.
You are incapacitated and will slowly die, if not aided.
You are mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.
You can't see anything but stars!
A warm feeling fills your body.
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
l
You rest.
You have been placed in this room to work on your description, as it was
not adequate before. You cannot leave this place until it is adequate.
If you look at some of the things in this room, they will tell you what
we expect. You see a sign and a plaque.
NO MORTAL SHALL KILL, STEAL, OR OTHERWISE DISTRACT ANYONE ELSE IN THIS ROOM.
[Exits: none]
Bresik is here.
An Immortal says 'As I said....ready to go die to the plague?'
You say '?'
You are affected by:
Skill: 'plague'.
You say 'I have 100% hp 92% mana 90% mv 11952 xp.'
You flex your muscles proudly!
You say 'i be STRONG'
Bresik is here.
An Immortal smirks.
You say 'I DEMAND to know .. who be doing this.'
You stand up.
You humbly kneel down.
You beg the gods for mercy.
An Immortal's cleave does UNSPEAKABLE things to you!
You have been KILLED!!
You turn into an invincible ghost for a few minutes.
As long as you don't attack anything.
You feel some of your vitality drain out of you with this death.
You pray to the heavens for help!
Clake stands up.
Someone goes to sleep.
You go to sleep.