PK logs: PK Chess
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PK Chess | Primus | 2010-02-22 10:20 pm | 833 |
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This game is hard. |
[AWAY][SAFE]<2436hp 2161sp 1616st>
KABOOM! There is an earth-shattering explosion as a fiery meteor crashes through
the ceiling and smites you!
[CLAN] Primus has been slain!
You slowly settle back to the ground.
The hardened air around you dissipates.
You feel different as your senses become less heightened.
Your skin feels soft and pliable again.
You no longer feel blessed by the Powers.
The white aura surrounding you fades away.
Your disembodied soul rises from your ravaged corpse.
'Ah, Primus.' the incarnation of death says. 'Your time is at hand.'
The incarnation of death swings a Scythe of Soul Rending in a long, lazy arc...
You turn translucent.
You feel a soft prickling on the back of your neck as your senses are heightened
.
You feel a prickling on the back of your neck as your senses are heightened.
Your feet rise a few inches off the ground.
You feel a sharp prickling on the back of your neck as your senses are heightene
d.
A haze of crimson and gold sparks flit across your field of vision.
Ethereal Void - N -
(-------------------------------------------------) W <-U-(M)-D-> E
WARNING: You are in a CHAOTIC PLAYER KILLING room. - S -
You are floating in a featureless gray mist. Sights and sounds from
other dimensions flit about you in a confusing tangle.
A nondescript glass vial has been dropped here.
A strange-looking flower grows here, seemingly out of nothing.
[CLAN 138] *The shade of Harly is floating here...
(Gold Aura) **The undead shade of Mordred is floating here...
The world turns blue as you are temporarily shrouded by a strange nimbus of ener
gy.
The reason for this event: castledddd.
KABOOM! There is an earth-shattering explosion as a fiery meteor crashes through
the ceiling and smites you!
[CLAN] Primus has been slain!
You slowly settle back to the ground.
The hardened air around you dissipates.
You feel different as your senses become less heightened.
Your skin feels soft and pliable again.
You no longer feel blessed by the Powers.
The white aura surrounding you fades away.
Your disembodied soul rises from your ravaged corpse.
'Ah, Primus.' the incarnation of death says. 'Your time is at hand.'
The incarnation of death swings a Scythe of Soul Rending in a long, lazy arc...
You turn translucent.
You feel a soft prickling on the back of your neck as your senses are heightened
.
You feel a prickling on the back of your neck as your senses are heightened.
Your feet rise a few inches off the ground.
You feel a sharp prickling on the back of your neck as your senses are heightene
d.
A haze of crimson and gold sparks flit across your field of vision.
Ethereal Void - N -
(-------------------------------------------------) W <-U-(M)-D-> E
WARNING: You are in a CHAOTIC PLAYER KILLING room. - S -
You are floating in a featureless gray mist. Sights and sounds from
other dimensions flit about you in a confusing tangle.
A nondescript glass vial has been dropped here.
A strange-looking flower grows here, seemingly out of nothing.
[CLAN 138] *The shade of Harly is floating here...
(Gold Aura) **The undead shade of Mordred is floating here...
The world turns blue as you are temporarily shrouded by a strange nimbus of ener
gy.
The reason for this event: castledddd.