some kinda cool
The last twenty messages on comm are: ^ Leakod likes how 0w goes 1 w *grin* ^ Vincent: miscomm ^ Cyndane finds a poem she wrote a while ago: ^ Cyndane: Once upon a midnight dreary, while I mudded, weak and weary, while my addiction kept demanding, demanding 'Give me more!' While I mudded, nearly napping, at my keyboard I was tapping, as my hit points were slowly sapping, sapping from killing more. "I have wimpy on," I muttered, as I cleaned off the gore. And so I did not worry as I headed for the store. ^ Cyndane: Then my eyes were slowly closing, for a moment I was dozing, And in that moment my character fell bleeding to the floor. In my dreams I started groping a pretty chick I was hoping, Hoping I could coax into bed, and perhaps finally score! Then my eyes snapped open, at the screen I stared in horror, as my character fell dead upon the floor. ^ Cyndane: As the adrenaline started throbbing, "No!" I shrieked, sobbing-- "I cannot, will not, MUST not die! To level I had only 10k more!" But the mud gave no token that it heard the protests I had spoken as my electronic corpse rotted slowly on the floor. And my soul quickly crumbled under the pain that it now bore for I lost so much effort as I died once more. ^ Teddy: sweet ^ Cyndane: heehee ^ Teddy: I feel like that every time ^ Lancelot: funny ^ Lancelot: dieing sucks ^ Cyndane nodnods ^ Teddy: well time for some sleep catch ya lot in the morning! ^ Leakod: geez, they found a new planet and said it has " ^ Leakod: er "iron rain" that would suck:P ^ Cyndane: ouch ^ Vincent: I am a companion! Yipee ^ Lancelot: me too ^ Andric: you think its good?! *grins ^ Vincent is not an assassin