A small piece of MUD history

Posted by
Deboraha [legacy]
Uploaded
16 August 2003 00:00:00
Type
Player Kill

This is a *very* old log with some *very* old names in it. A kindly soul preserved this bit of T2T history and, hopefully, it may remain preserved on the logs page for a time. No colors, no zippy client triggers. Just old fashioned pk fun and flames ;)


Logged by Deboraha

Center of camp(ne, n, out, e, w and nw)
 A Dunlending patrol walks around, securing the area
 Aquila the dunedain Apprentice Ranger (Heroic)
 Culfinglin the sindar Master Ranger (Angelic)
 A guard stands here, watching over the flag
 A flag pole
Kith enters.
Kith's staff fires a red beam at Culfinglin and....
hits Culfinglin dead on.  Culfinglin screams in agony....
Suddenly a blue mist forms around Culfinglin and is 
absorbed by Kith's staff
You begin to hunt Culfinglin.
Kith misses Culfinglin.
Culfinglin swings madly at Kith nicking the flesh
You sneak up behind Culfinglin and attack!
Disregarding your own personal safety, you smash your head into your 
opponent!
Kith misses Culfinglin.
You are parried by Culfinglin .
Kith hits Culfinglin very hard.
You cripple Culfinglin as the blade comes down in a brilliant arc.
Culfinglin leaves northwest.
You follow Culfinglin northwest.
Path to the infirmary(n and se)
 Culfinglin the sindar Master Ranger (Angelic)
Kith enters.
Culfinglin swings madly at you causing a nasty gash
Kith hits Culfinglin hard.
You miss Culfinglin as the blade swings wide.
Culfinglin falls to the ground.
Culfinglin is bleeding to death and needs to be bandaged!
Culfinglin is bleeding to death and needs to be bandaged!
Aquila enters.
Aquila leaves north.
Culfinglin is bleeding to death and needs to be bandaged!
You decide to put Culfinglin out of her misery.
You killed Culfinglin.
Culfinglin has died.
Aquila says: you bitch
Kith gets a studded leather baldric from Corpse of Culfinglin into an 
Orc courier pack.
The ghost of Culfinglin drifts north.
Aquila takes A suit of dull black armour from Corpse of Culfinglin.
Deboraha slices the scalp from the corpse.
You throw your head back and cackle with maniacal glee!
 The ghost of Culfinglin drifts in.
Kith waves.
You laugh.
Here is a path leading through a row of tents up to the infirmary.
The infirmary is where wounded soldiers go to recover, and to see
the pretty nurse.  There is a scattered row of tents along the path,
leading to the infirmary, and they are all empty.  Whoever the occupants
are, must either be dead like the soldiers, or have gone away.
The sun shines brightly in the western sky.
The sky is brilliantly clear.
    The only obvious exits are north and southeast.
 Aquila the dunedain Apprentice Ranger (Heroic)
 Corpse of Culfinglin
 Kith the sindar Sorcerer (Moral)
Kith says: u want a strike too
Aquila says: Deboraha thank you for proving it.
You poke Aquila in the tummy.
Aquila says: this has naught to do with you kith
The ghost of Culfinglin
On for:  42m 45s                          
Age: 0s                                   Gender: neuter
In other worlds known as 0(0) 
^ Deboraha legends Culfinglin
Aquila says: you were just the agent
You shrug.
You say: She wrought her own demise, Aquila..
Aquila says: Deb, you must be the most obsessive compulsive person I 
have ever met.
Corwin tells you: u?
You say: not compulsive at all..
Aquila says: then why continue?
Kith says: you got till 3 to get out of my sight or I strike your ass 
You say: But you don't understand OCD..
Kith says: 1
Kith says: 2
The corpse completely rots away.
Aquila says: why kith?  Deb do you want me dead?
You say: First drop the sword Aquila..
Kith says: you want him dead
Aquila says: give me a sec
Kith says: he is dead
You tell Corwin: You betcha..
Kith drops a studded leather baldric from an Orc courier pack.
You sheath your knife.
You wear a studded leather baldric.
Kith puts a menacing spiked mace into an Orc courier pack.
Kith gets a two handed sword into a studded leather baldric containing a 
two handed sword.
Kith gets a magnificent silver helm.
Aquila shrugs.
Kith wields a strange runed staff.
Aquila leaves southeast.
Kith says: your welcome deb :)
You kiss Kith to bits!
You say: Thank you very very much :P
Kith says: strike whipped her ass


*****later on*****


^ Deboraha: You have been issued a subpoena for murdering culfinglin. 
What a trifling price for the pleasure I gained tonight..
^ Solomon scratches Deboraha behind the ears
^ Gharbad: haha
^ Solomon: who says old dogs can't learn new tricks?
^ Lilc chuckles
^ Aquila: YOu gained?  Twit, Kith did your grunt work.  How very *lady* 
like.
^ Kith: twit?
^ Deboraha: I'm sure your sweet whiny pooch learned a few tonight, Sol..
^ Pugsley ponders just a bit
^ Kith: herhehehe ooooh my
^ Solomon: what, aquila? surely she did it *all* by herself?
^ Culfinglin: think she can?
^ Ignatius: Dangit, and I have to leave right when the comm is heating 
up...
^ Lilc pours some oil on comm
^ Culfinglin: oh wait, little debbie needed someone else... all that fat 
must be hard to maneuver
^ Folde: shut up curu
^ Wiggin toasts marshmallows.
^ Kith: she wants to die again
^ Hooch tics down the time on the clock till his 50th B-Day
^ Deboraha: My dears, I work on my own when I have needed to, and 
supported by good friends when offered.. And all my help was gained 
while I was vertical, unlike some..
^ Pugsley: kith, back off man
^ Deboraha: Culf.. is that an OOC insult? If so, honey.. I've seen your 
pics and darlin, you ain't got nothing on me..
^ Lilc: oo ooo ooooo
^ Solomon laughs suddenly
^ Ignatius chuckles
^ Solomon: ah, clever deb.
^ Deboraha: All that black in those pics.. good strategy.. helps hide 
the jelly rolls..
^ Ignatius laughs rather loudly
^ Solomon cant say he noticed any, you know
^ Jasumin plays dumb...he is so good at it.
^ Solomon: but then, i only got a close-up view. what could i know?
^ Pugsley: solo, dont argue, whats done is done
^ Deboraha: Now, Culf.. do you think you can keep this INC, or would you 
rather we kept up the hissing OOC?
^ Solomon scratches his head
^ Avignon loves when dumb people argue on the comm like everyone cares