Tisket
12-31-2006, 05:51 AM
I've not played much in the last couple of months. As a result I've not been paying much attention to anything game related that might have caused the following. I hadn't done much except log a character and sit around town for twenty minutes or so. It was the first time I'd logged this character in about two months. If this has already been discussed elsewhere a link would be greatly appreciated:
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Suddenly, your stomach starts to churning, and a sense of uneasiness passes over you, heralded by a vague wave of queasiness.
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Another wave of nausea washes over you, accompanied by a stab of pain low in your gut, and you realize that something is terribly amiss.
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Another surge of pain rises from your stomach, seeping into your chest, forcing your breath out in quick gasps as your knees begin to tremor and weaken. Reflexively, you clutch at your stomach.
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Originating at your core, tides of pain begin to course through your limbs, and beneath your weight, your legs turn to jelly, and you collapse. At the mercy of your own ever-mounting torment, your entire body trembles and your vision swims as you are helpless to do anything except writhe.
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Instinctively, you attempt to cry out, but as you open your mouth, all you hear issue forth is a piteous noise, wretched and groaning. Though your body is no longer under your control, your mind is, and it screams, thoughts locked inside a shell of suffering. Fingers twisted and gnarled, you claw hopelessly at nothing.
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The pain has become blinding, and it suffuses every inch of your flesh. With a moan, your eyes roll back into your head, and everything goes black. Still wretchedly aware inside the cage of your mind, each sound is sharp and poignant, and the pain...the pain above all is vivid and unforgettable.
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You are still stunned.
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Just as the climax of agony floods your being, conqueroring the last of your senses to trigger a high-pitched ringing in your ears, and you think you can take no more, the pain in your chest begins to ease, and breathing becomes easier.
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Like water pouring out of an overturned vessel, the pain flows out of you in increments. First your chest relaxes fully, allowing you to gulp in the air of which you'd been deprived, and then your stomach unknots and stills. From your arms and legs, the tension in your muscles recedes, leaving in its place a sense of relief that echoes in sinew and marrow.
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Your hands and feet begin to tingle as the last of the pain vanishes, and you open your eyes with difficulty to gaze dazedly at your surroundings. Finally able to move your limbs, you begin to do so experimentally, as if unsure of their functionality.
IP>sit
You don't seem to be able to move to do that.
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P>sit
You sit up.
s>stretch
You stretch.
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s>
Suddenly, your stomach starts to churning, and a sense of uneasiness passes over you, heralded by a vague wave of queasiness.
s>
Another wave of nausea washes over you, accompanied by a stab of pain low in your gut, and you realize that something is terribly amiss.
s>
Another surge of pain rises from your stomach, seeping into your chest, forcing your breath out in quick gasps as your knees begin to tremor and weaken. Reflexively, you clutch at your stomach.
s>
Originating at your core, tides of pain begin to course through your limbs, and beneath your weight, your legs turn to jelly, and you collapse. At the mercy of your own ever-mounting torment, your entire body trembles and your vision swims as you are helpless to do anything except writhe.
IP>
Instinctively, you attempt to cry out, but as you open your mouth, all you hear issue forth is a piteous noise, wretched and groaning. Though your body is no longer under your control, your mind is, and it screams, thoughts locked inside a shell of suffering. Fingers twisted and gnarled, you claw hopelessly at nothing.
SP>
The pain has become blinding, and it suffuses every inch of your flesh. With a moan, your eyes roll back into your head, and everything goes black. Still wretchedly aware inside the cage of your mind, each sound is sharp and poignant, and the pain...the pain above all is vivid and unforgettable.
SP>
You are still stunned.
SP>
Just as the climax of agony floods your being, conqueroring the last of your senses to trigger a high-pitched ringing in your ears, and you think you can take no more, the pain in your chest begins to ease, and breathing becomes easier.
SP>
Like water pouring out of an overturned vessel, the pain flows out of you in increments. First your chest relaxes fully, allowing you to gulp in the air of which you'd been deprived, and then your stomach unknots and stills. From your arms and legs, the tension in your muscles recedes, leaving in its place a sense of relief that echoes in sinew and marrow.
SP>
Your hands and feet begin to tingle as the last of the pain vanishes, and you open your eyes with difficulty to gaze dazedly at your surroundings. Finally able to move your limbs, you begin to do so experimentally, as if unsure of their functionality.
IP>sit
You don't seem to be able to move to do that.
IP>
P>sit
You sit up.
s>stretch
You stretch.
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