Implementor Anume Posted May 29, 2011 Implementor Report Share Posted May 29, 2011 You tell Delandri 'I FeLt hEr touch Once...' Delandri tells you 'What happened?' A soft cool wind caresses your neck. You tell Delandri 'Just BeFORE I diEd... It WAS THe mosT GLoriOuS moMENt OF My life...' Torture, so delicious. Delandri tells you 'You are dead?' You tell Delandri 'I QuakeD wItH FeAr... buT tHAt VERY MOMent BeFORe I FElL... I KnEw sHe lOVED Me.' You tell Delandri 'SHE wOUlD Not GranT me Such A BoOn...' You tell Delandri 'InsTEAD ShE seT Me bACk to THIs PlACe, That I migHT kNoW WHAT I FaiLeD To ACQuIRE...' You frown disapprovingly. Delandri tells you 'To teach or to punish?' You tell Delandri 'SURELy to pUnish... FOR she HaS No MErcY ON THe iGnORaNT...' Speaking quickly, Gerison shakes but does not waver, ' I sense your delight, my Lady. Soon, it will be clear that I am the One for you...' You say 'EvEN the BLAcK QUeeN mUST HAve Her PriNCE... AND tHOuGH YOu kNoW it NOT, and thouGh yoU wAlk AWay... I WilL bE YOUR KinG And yOU MY QUeEN.' You hear soft laughter all around you, echoing madly. You forget one thing. Death just is. It is not male or female. You ponder the question. The way I appear to you mortals is simply an incarnation to make it easier for you to grasp, to understand. You say 'IS IT too SHoCKiNG fOr A mortal to LOvE SUCH An iNcArnATiON?' The shadows around you shift madly, jumping around you like in an insane dance. You say 'TO Delight iN suCh a prEsEnce... tO deSIre sUcH a Touch?' It is about as effective as loving one's reflection. You say 'Is It wrONG to fEel paIn aNd ANgeR when YoU fail SuCh a lOve? To LaSh OuT?' You frown disapprovingly. I approve of lashing out as long as it leads to death and despair. You say 'ThEn I AM mAd... FoR My lovE IS NoT TO Be dEbATEd Or Refuted...' Speaking quickly, Gerison shakes but does not waver, ' it simply is...' You say 'AnD nAuGHt That I do wiLL LeAD TO DeatH... FOR I muST mAke MY LOvE CleaR and I MusT MAke it CLEaRER STill THAT My QUeEn loVES and deSirEs ME at HER SIDE.' You say 'IF SUCH mUST bE dONE By wiThHOLDING mY LoVe foR a tiMe... thEn I WILl do wHaT I mUst... FoR tHE lONg RUn WIll OUtweIgh tHe nOw In alL thiNgs...' Anume says softly, right beside your ear 'But I have enough furniture already! You frown disapprovingly. All worship death one way or another in the end. Be it by dying or by killing. You say 'IF aLl you hAve lovE FoR Is FUrniTure thAn I WoUld BEG To Be Even tHe dIvAn ThAt yOU ReSt UPon... To BE EVEN THE Foot oF a SToOl aT YOur TABLE...' DEATH just is, DEATH was and DEATH will be. You nod. Love is a sentiment that leads to much destruction. Therefore, of course, I approve. You say 'AssUrEdly... BUt NOT bY tHeSe HANDs... NoT UnTIL I HEaR YoU sAY tHE kInD worDs I've DEsiRed SO LOng...' Anume says softly, right beside your ear 'When will you finally understand that you have nothing to offer that I need? You say 'NEver...' Anume says softly, right beside your ear 'All worship death, willing or not. You say 'I WiLl PiNE fOr yoUR HANd uNTil YOU FInallY tAke Me... WHeTHeR tHaT iS by The BLADe Or tHE pASsagE oF TIME...' Anume says softly, right beside your ear 'And so do you, a tool like countless others. Be it the High King of the Empire, the King of the castle or the fiercest stalker of the Glade. All serve me in the end. You say 'I do nOT DIsPuTe suCh EvENTuaLitiES... I aSK THAt my meTHOD Of servicE Be... closER to Your HEART...' You have proven of little worth so far. I will send you your mirror. Be ready. You say 'She Is So cOLd...' Perhaps your mirror will show you truth. You sigh. You feel your mirror drawing closer. You say 'I WiLl neVEr StOP LOvING YoU... aNd one DAY... yOU WiLl lEaRN to loVe me THe SAme...' Your Mirror walks in. Your Mirror yells 'Gerison! Now you die!' You fade into existence. You dodge Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror is in excellent condition. Speaking quickly, Gerison shakes but does not waver, ' Even if I must die one hundred thousand deaths...' Your Mirror is in excellent condition. Your Mirror's disease maims you! Your Mirror trips you and you go down! Your Mirror's trip scratches you. Your disease maims Your Mirror! Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your acidic bite DISMEMBERS Your Mirror! Your Mirror has some small wounds and bruises. You parry Your Mirror's attack. You parry Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror's disease MUTILATES you! Your Mirror utters the words, 'bragspzwl'. Your faith shatters as you have doubts about your religion! Your disease maims Your Mirror! Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your disease MUTILATES Your Mirror! Your Mirror has some small wounds and bruises. Your Mirror's disease maims you! Your Mirror utters the words, 'noselacri'. Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your disease maims Your Mirror! Your Mirror has some small wounds and bruises. You parry Your Mirror's attack. Your disease maims Your Mirror! Your acidic bite LACERATES Your Mirror! Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your disease MUTILATES Your Mirror! Your Mirror has quite a few wounds. You parry Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror trips you and you go down! Your Mirror's trip scratches you. Your Mirror's kick injures you. Your Mirror's double kick hits you. Your disease LACERATES Your Mirror! Your acidic bite DISMEMBERS Your Mirror! Your Mirror has quite a few wounds. Your Mirror's disease MUTILATES you! Your disease MUTILATES Your Mirror! Your acidic bite DISMEMBERS Your Mirror! Your disease MUTILATES Your Mirror! Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your Mirror has some big nasty wounds and scratches. You parry Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror parries your attack. Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your Mirror has some big nasty wounds and scratches. Your Mirror's disease MUTILATES you! You dodge Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror's disease maims you! Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your acidic bite MUTILATES Your Mirror! Your Mirror parries your attack. Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your disease MUTILATES Your Mirror! Your Mirror looks pretty hurt. Your Mirror's disease maims you! You dodge Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror utters the words, 'gurunsoqz'. Your world suddenly becomes dead silent. Your Mirror parries your attack. Your acidic bite MASSACRES Your Mirror! Your Mirror looks pretty hurt. You dodge Your Mirror's attack. You parry Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror utters the words, 'bragspzwl'. Your disease MUTILATES Your Mirror! Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your disease MUTILATES Your Mirror! Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your Mirror is in awful condition. You slam into Your Mirror, and send him flying! Your bash devastates Your Mirror! Your Mirror is in awful condition. You dodge Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror utters the words, 'noselacri'. Your disease LACERATES Your Mirror! Your acidic bite misses Your Mirror. Your Mirror is in awful condition. You dodge Your Mirror's attack. You dodge Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror trips you and you go down! Your Mirror's trip scratches you. Your Mirror's kick hits you. Your Mirror's double kick misses you. Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your acidic bite misses Your Mirror. Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your Mirror is in awful condition. You parry Your Mirror's attack. Your Mirror utters the words, 'bragspzwl'. Your Mirror dodges your attack. Your acidic bite MUTILATES Your Mirror! Your Mirror is SLAIN!! You hear Your Mirror's death cry. Your Mirror's body disintegrates into dust. See truth in your mirror. You shake your head. You say 'ThERE iS No TRUtH iN THE MIrROR... aLl that is WithIn Me is mY desirE To Be At your siDe...' You say 'I AM nOT A pOwERleSS KnigHt..... SeEKIng NAugHT but A pItIless DeATH...' You say 'I FEeL THe SADNEss Of MY MIRROR hoWeVEr...' Speaking quickly, Gerison shakes but does not waver, ' There is surely no tear shed to rival a lover scorned so cruelly...' A zombie walks in. Grrrrrrrrrr....take that, a zombie!!! You discover a zombie's hands in your wallet! Speaking quickly, Gerison shakes but does not waver, ' You seek to taunt me with the gift of my Lady!' A zombie is blinded by the dirt in its eyes! Your kicked dirt grazes a zombie. A zombie has a few scratches. You parry a zombie's attack. You parry a zombie's attack. A zombie's trip misses you. Your disease MUTILATES a zombie! Your acidic bite MASSACRES a zombie! A zombie has some small wounds and bruises. You dodge a zombie's attack. Your disease LACERATES a zombie! Your acidic bite LACERATES a zombie! Your acidic bite LACERATES a zombie! A zombie has some big nasty wounds and scratches. You slam into a zombie, and send it flying! Your bash decimates a zombie! A zombie has some big nasty wounds and scratches. You dodge a zombie's attack. Your disease MUTILATES a zombie! Your acidic bite DISMEMBERS a zombie! Your disease LACERATES a zombie! Your acidic bite LACERATES a zombie! A zombie is DEAD!! You hear a zombie's death cry. You get 76 gold coins from the corpse of a zombie. Anume gives you 40 gold coins for your sacrifice. You say 'ANOtHER SuiTOr BESteD...' You say 'In YoUR eYEs, OuR love WaS OveR bEfOrE iT EvEr BegaN... ANd I wilL FIGht To not MAKE iT sO...' You say 'StRIkE mE dOWN IF it BRINgs yoU greaT PLEAsURe... But One daY, MY LOVe will BE reTuRnED...' You say 'BuT sENd Me NOT FALsEhOOdS AnD rEflECtiONs... for mY DEsIRE Is cLEaR in MY MiND, And hAs beeN MADE moST PlAIn DesPIte mY DeSIres To preSeNT sUCH THINGS WHen I WaS MOrE... suITEd to.' Speaking quickly, Gerison shakes but does not waver, ' the missteps made in Judgment were my own... but the harsh treatment of one with so deep a love... that is no fault of my own...' Gerison settles to the ground, drawing a short blade. Grunting in pain, Gerison draws the blade across his palm, sprinkling the ground with crimson. Sighing deeply, Gerison begins to draw on the ground with his own blood. Having managed a crude female figure, Gerison lies on his side and begins to cry, hugging himself and creating large red stains on his torn doublet. You say 'I'M SoRRy... I'm sorry...' You say 'WHY do you LEAVE mE Here... All I wANteD WAs tO mAkE You hAppy...' Rolling to lie on his back, Gerison covers his eyes with his hands, smearing ichor over has face and hair. You say 'I WoUld NEVeR AbandOn YOu... and YoU lEAve me heRE To Lie AloNe. To tortURe ME aLONE...' You say 'YOu wOULD nOT evEn kill mE... InSTEaD You tauNt ME wiTH tHE toUCh OF DEAtH... ANd SenD me bAck to loneLinESS...' You say 'UnwillIng TO eNd THIs hUrT fOR me... INSteAd YoU PrOlonG iT, YOu mAkE it EvER worSE BY sendiNG A DeNIzeN tO KEEp FResh My MEmORiES of YoU...' Rapidly degrading to an uncontrollable point, Gerison curls into a ball and manages only gutteral sounds instead of the words he seeks. Despite the tears and thrashing, left untouched beside Gerison is his crude female figure etched in blood. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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