From: news@massey.ac.nz (USENET News System)
Subject: Re: Yet another failed attempt...
Organization: DSIR, Palmerston North, New Zealand
Date: Tue, 12 Jan 93 03:06:24 GMT

In article <1993Jan11.112508.214@aston.ac.uk> drussepl@cs.aston.ac.uk () writes:

>Hi all,
>        I've benn hacking for a few months now and still am yet to complete the damn
>game. Heres my latest dashed hope...

How about this then (its a long story but i'll try and be as brief as poss.)

Indy the Archeologist discovers a bones level on level 9 and decides to run 
back up stairs to the altar (lev 1) to id all the cool stuff he finds. 
Unable to carry everything (wow!) he drops a most of his food (this is 
important later) and sprints upstairs.

Reaching level 1 he discovers that the blindfold from the bones level is 
cursed... no problem lets dip it in that handy fountain! Bad move, Indy 
attracts a water nymph (hereafter shortened to 'bitch') which given the 
choice of a *long* list of unimportant items steals poor indy's +8 war 
hammer named Mjollnir. This leaves Indy with nothing but a thonged club and 
a couple of black knives to chase that bitch with. Shortly afterward as indy 
creeps down a darkened corridor muttering under his breath he spies a water 
nymph ahead. Whack! Oops! double trouble... must of been her sister! 1 dead 
nymph, (not the bitch but her sister dammit) and a lot of pilfered armor 
later, a by now nearly naked Indy meets a soldier ant (on level 1!) and is 
forced to flee for his life down to level 2. Hmmm... hungry ant upstairs, 
mummy and rabid rat down here... help! Footing it toward the stairs Indy is 
blinded by a yellow light while cornered in a doorway between a acid blob 
and the aforementioned rabid rat. 7hp left, Indy prays for his life only to 
find ".. is angry!". Oh well, swing that thong boyo! Miraculously Indy 
manages to make it to the stairs to level 3 (after being reduced to 1 hp). 

By this time Indy is running low on food, his god is miffed, and a dungeon 
is awful dark and drafty without your +3 plate and +8 war hammer. A swarm of 
killer bees on level 3 make level 4 a necessity and level 9, where lies a 
cache of food and other goodies, a good prospect. Man this thong sucks as a 
weapon though, how about this nice shiny axe? "The axe welds itself to your 
hand! Arrgh!!

Level 9 and Indy is fainting due to lack of sustenance, his cache is just at 
the end of this corridor... behind that floating eye... But wait! all is not 
lost, Indy still has the blindfold that got him into this mess, and the eye 
is dispatched (in between faints) and Indy manages to scoff some of the food 
from his cache (in between faints). Phew! that was close, now lets get the 
hell off this level and go kill that bitch! ESP radar shows level 9 is 
suddenly popular with a number of nasty denizens, and Indy is thwarted in 
his attempt to reach the stairs by a air elemental. Rotating merrily in the 
guts of the beast Indy reads teleport scroll #1 (love that cache!) and is 
whisked away to safety (sic), with the air elemental between him and the 
stairs. The elemental approaches at speed! Read teleport #2, nope no closer 
to salvation... last chance Indy! Teleport #3 disappears from Indy's 
shaking hands and deposits him smack bang next to the startled elemental!

In panic Indy pulls out his last useful artifact and zaps the elemental with 
his wand of sleep (desperate times...) The elemental dodged the ray which 
bounced sending poor Indy bye-byes, and just as the elemental loomed over 
his battered body a bolt of flame came from nowhere... At least there was no 
pain....

Indy's tombstone reads 'killed by a red naga' but we know better... 
Don't risk it: genocide nymphs first! Not since 'Galadriel the elf, choked 
on a wraith corpse (with the amulet of Yendor)' has a sorrier tale been told.

Dale Ogilvie
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