Internet Gaming project by Jennifer Blair (Assisted suicide attempt #1)

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Fish Street.

The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic

totem is planted solidly in the ground. A rugged war goat stands here, gnawing

on the leather bit of its reins. A mule of Moghedu wanders about here, nosing

at the ground. Lying flat on the ground is a key-shaped sigil. Playing

endlessly with its long floppy ears, a small burro stands here quietly.

Resplendent in Shallamese livery, an herald stands here ready to share the

news. There are 2 alabaster pegasi here. A noble hippogriff flaps its wings in

agitation here. The shining figure of a guardian angel floats in the air here.

Grandmaster Dinonicus Vana’diel, the Revered Elder is here. Concordian Wavelet,

Braeley Windsong, Faithful of Light is here. Grandmaster Rystal Seir, Sentaari

Storyteller is here. Equerry Aemon Rian is riding on a noble hippogriff. He

wields a dwarven battleaxe in each hand. You may ENTER SUBDIVISION from here.

You see exits leading north, northeast, east (closed door), southeast (open

door), south (open door), southwest (open door), and west.

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Pawlie says in a sweet, breathy voice, “Rarely.”

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Grandmaster Rystal Seir, Sentaari Storyteller says, “Been hunting for the last

three months.”

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Pawlie blinks.

674h, 790m ex-say Please kill me somebody

A paradise bird flutters in from the west.

674h, 790m ex-

You say, “Please kill me somebody.”

674h, 790m ex-

Grandmaster Rystal Seir, Sentaari Storyteller says, “Almost constantly.”

674h, 790m ex-

Pawlie says in a sweet, breathy voice, “Oh way to start hunting.”

674h, 790m ex-

A paradise bird flutters off to the north.

674h, 790m ex-say I have nothing left to live for

You say, “I have nothing left to live for.”

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Grandmaster Rystal Seir, Sentaari Storyteller says, “Should see my amount of

essence.”

674h, 790m ex-ql

Fish Street.

The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. A runic

totem is planted solidly in the ground. A rugged war goat stands here, gnawing

on the leather bit of its reins. A mule of Moghedu wanders about here, nosing

at the ground. Lying flat on the ground is a key-shaped sigil. Playing

endlessly with its long floppy ears, a small burro stands here quietly.

Resplendent in Shallamese livery, an herald stands here ready to share the

news. There are 2 alabaster pegasi here. A noble hippogriff flaps its wings in

agitation here. The shining figure of a guardian angel floats in the air here.

Concordian Wavelet, Braeley Windsong, Faithful of Light is here. Grandmaster

Dinonicus Vana’diel, the Revered Elder is here. Equerry Aemon Rian is riding on

a noble hippogriff. He wields a dwarven battleaxe in each hand. Grandmaster

Rystal Seir, Sentaari Storyteller is here. You may ENTER SUBDIVISION from here.

You see exits leading north, northeast, east (closed door), southeast (open

door), south (open door), southwest (open door), and west.

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon sits down.

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Aemon stands up and stretches his arms out wide.

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Aemon climbs onto a noble hippogriff.

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Aemon steps down off of a noble hippogriff.

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A noble hippogriff begins to follow Aemon obediently.

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Grandmaster Rystal Seir, Sentaari Storyteller says to you, “Sure you do.”

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon sits down.

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Aemon stands up and stretches his arms out wide.

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Wyverex, riding a blood steed, arrives from the north.

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Aemon sits down.

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Wyverex takes a drink from an oaken vial.

674h, 790m ex-

Wyverex suddenly loses the fury in his eyes.

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Braeley says in a soft, gentle voice, “I should hunt. I just can’t bring myself

to.”

674h, 790m ex-say I need help ending my life

You say, “I need help ending my life.”

674h, 790m ex-

Shinta arrives from the north.

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Shinta leaves to the south.

The door to the south slams shut.

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The door leading south is opened from the other side.

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Pawlie says in a sweet, breathy voice, “So young to have such drama.”

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Shinta arrives from the south.

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The door to the south slams shut.

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Shinta leaves to the west.

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Braeley tilts her head curiously at you.

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The radiant sun shines all about you.

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon says with a noble accent, “I hate hunting myself.”

674h, 790m ex-say please kill me.

You say, “Please kill me.”

674h, 790m ex-

Braeley says to you in a soft, gentle voice, “Why?”

674h, 790m ex-

Pawlie says to Aemon in a sweet, breathy voice, “Good reason not to date you.”

674h, 790m ex-say I want to die

You say, “I want to die.”

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Aemon raises an eyebrow at Pawlie.

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Pawlie grins mischievously at Aemon.

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Aemon says to Pawlie with a noble accent, “Are you serious.”

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Amirah enters from the west, a wyvern reflected in her eyes.

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Amirah leaves to the west, a wyvern reflected in her eyes.

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Pawlie grins and nods.

674h, 790m ex-say yes

You say, “Yes.”

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Braeley says to you in a soft, gentle voice, “You need a reincarnation, kiddo?”

674h, 790m ex-

Braeley tilts her head curiously at you.

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Rystal tells you, “HELP SUICIDE.”

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Aemon says to Pawlie with a noble accent, “Sorry, but hunting boreds me.”

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon says to Pawlie with a noble accent, “Though raiding thats fun.”

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Pawlie says in a sweet, breathy voice, “Oh please, don’t apologize to me.”

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Akemi arrives from the northeast.

674h, 790m ex-say I’ll pay somebody to help me commit suicide

You say, “I’ll pay somebody to help me commit suicide.”

674h, 790m ex-help suicide

19.8 Starting over: SUICIDE / DELETING / RECREATING / REROLLING

If you wish to permanently end your adventurer’s life in Achaea, use the

SUICIDE command. You will be asked for confirmation that this is, indeed, what

you wish to do, and, if you answer AGREE then your adventurer will be erased

from reality * PERMANENTLY *. Be careful in doing this as the decision to

suicide is not reversible and you will not be able to use this same name for

awhile.

WHAT YOU CANNOT DO

——————

It is not possible to force someone else to suicide.

* IF YOU HAVE EVER PURCHASED CREDITS FOR MONEY: you cannot suicide. *

ALTERNATIVES

————

Type MORE to continue reading. (49% shown)

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Pawlie says in a sweet, breathy voice, “Yeah I dont’ mind defending, but

raiding…not my cup of tea either.”

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon says to you with a noble accent, “Why you want to die?”

674h, 790m ex-

The radiant sun shines all about you.

674h, 790m ex-

Grandmaster Rystal Seir, Sentaari Storyteller says to you, “We don’t do that

here in Shallam.”

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Braeley says to you in a soft, gentle voice, “Please read HELP SUICIDE.”

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Pawlie tells you, “Help suicide.”

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Succumbing to utter exhaustion, Pawlie falls into a deep sleep.

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Braeley says to you in a soft, gentle voice, “But we will -not- help you do

it.”

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Aemon stands up and stretches his arms out wide.

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Aemon whispers quiet words of prayer, and you are surrounded by a feeling of

well-being.

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon sits down.

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon stands up and stretches his arms out wide.

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon prays for assistance in his pilgrimage.

674h, 790m ex-say i can’t do it myself, don’t have the stomach

You say, “I can’t do it myself, don’t have the stomach.”

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon sits down.

674h, 790m ex-

Akemi leaves to the west.

674h, 790m ex-

Braeley says to you in a soft, gentle voice, “Then you don’t really want to

commit suicide.”

674h, 790m ex-say no i wanna be murdered

You say, “No i wanna be murdered.”

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Justiciar Wyverex, Seeker of Valour says, “Go to mhaldor, they do that sort of

thing.”

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Braeley says to you in a soft, gentle voice, “Well, we are not going to murder

you.”

674h, 790m ex-say i got money

You say, “I got money.”

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Aemon says with a noble accent, “Yeah go to Mhaldor and insult one of them that

will do it.”

674h, 790m ex-

Braeley asks you in a soft, gentle voice, “I’ll take you the arena?”

674h, 790m ex-

Aemon says with a noble accent, “Doubt if pickens can go Braeley.”

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“Heh heh heh” Braeley chuckles.

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Braeley says in a soft, gentle voice, “I know.”

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Aemon puts his fingers to his lips and utters a shrill whistle.

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A mottled desert falcon glides in.

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A falcon alights on the wrist of Aemon.

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Aemon pets a Mhojave falcon ingratiatingly.

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Aemon gives a complex series of whistles.

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A desert falcon spreads its wings and flies away.

674h, 790m ex-say why won’t anyone just kill me?

You say, “Why won’t anyone just kill me?”

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Wyverex lays out a collection of inks.

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The door leading south is opened from the other side.

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Silas arrives from the south.

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The door to the south slams shut.

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Silas easily vaults onto the back of an alabaster pegasus.

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Silas removes a shackle of Garash.

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Silas gallops off to the north on an alabaster pegasus.

674h, 790m ex-say it’s what i want.

You say, “It’s what i want.”

674h, 790m ex-

Wyverex gathers his inks together in one hand.

674h, 790m ex-

The radiant sun shines all about you.

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Raising his hand to his mouth, Wyverex begins to gently blow the inks into the

air.

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Grandmaster Rystal Seir, Sentaari Storyteller says, “Because this is Shallam…

city of Light.. murder is murder.”

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The ink momentarily swirls above Justiciar Wyverex, Seeker of Valour’s torso

and then begins to adhere.

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Wyverex frowns in concentration, and the ink begins to shape itself into a

moon.

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Akemi arrives from the west.

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Akemi leaves to the northeast.

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As the moon tattoo’s shape is codified, and the last of the ink leaves the air,

Wyverex pauses for a moment, an admiring look on his face.

674h, 790m ex-say i suppose i will have to try elsewhere.

You say, “I suppose i will have to try elsewhere.”

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