Session Start: Sun Jun 30 02:06:15 2002
* Logging roleplaydave to 'roleplaydave.txt'
<SweetElly> <roleplaydave> Hello.  Are you into role playing?
<SweetElly> Why yes I am!
<roleplaydave> Wonderful.  How old are you?
<SweetElly> I am 19!
<SweetElly> How old are you?
<roleplaydave> I am 32.  Do you have a favorite fantasy you would like to role play?
<SweetElly> I do not know. What fantasies do you like to roleplay?
<roleplaydave> How about if I am your professor and you need so extra attention.
<SweetElly> Okay.
<SweetElly> Give me the set-up
<roleplaydave> You come to my office after class because you are failing and want to know what you can do to bring up your grade.
<SweetElly> Okay.
<SweetElly> 1 min
<roleplaydave> Let me know when you are ready.
<SweetElly> "Professor... I have a problem... we... we need to talk."
<SweetElly> "I need guidance...."
<SweetElly> *blushity*
<roleplaydave> Elly, please come in and close the door.
<SweetElly> comes in and closes the door.
<SweetElly> You see, sir....
<roleplaydave> Yes.
<SweetElly> I.... found this... strange book.
<SweetElly> It's been... distracting me.
<roleplaydave> What book is it?
<SweetElly> Well, first, I had better explain how it came into my possession....
* SweetElly takes a seat.
<roleplaydave> Please do.
<SweetElly> My great aunt, a lugubrious old busybody named Petunia Meriweather, was the last of the prodigious Meriweather line, and occupied the ancestral mansion, Wormwood-On-The-Cove, until just recently...
<SweetElly> She's gone... quite mad, I fea.r
<roleplaydave> Okay...?!?!
<SweetElly> Her posessions came to me...
<SweetElly> Among them this.... strange and worrisome tome
* SweetElly pulls out the book, a fiendish thing made of human flesh and splattered in blood.
* SweetElly looks away in anguish.
<roleplaydave> Very interesting...
<SweetElly> I... feel it eating away at me, fishhooks in my mind.
<roleplaydave> And what can I do for you?
<SweetElly> I cannot sleep, but only stir in a listless (and vaguely horny) mist.
<SweetElly> I thought perhaps we could look at this together, and you could purge its daemons from my dreams.
<SweetElly> Then... well... we'll see what happens.
<SweetElly> Certainly I would be... grateful...
<roleplaydave> Okay.  Let's see what happens.
* SweetElly opens the book with trembling hands, revealing archaic runes in a dark, bastardy language.
<SweetElly> OHHHH
* SweetElly bites her lip until it bleeds.
<SweetElly> I... I am compelled to read.
<roleplaydave> Easy... it is just a book.
<SweetElly> AAAAAAMONUGATSU.............. CHIIIIIIIIROOOOOOOKUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU CTHHHHULLLLLHUUUUUUUUU NRALHOTEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP 
<SweetElly> UNGH
* SweetElly lurges and convulses as dark light spills from the tome.
<SweetElly> "What's.... what's happening?"
<roleplaydave> I don't know.
* SweetElly screams in terror as the wall sheers away, revealing a beast of gluttonous, Brobdinagian proportions. It's massive, octopus shaped head spans a football field wide, with dozens of lurching tentacles and a pair of vengeful red eyes.
<SweetElly> AYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
* SweetElly screams as her sanity unravels, biting off her own tongue.
<SweetElly> WITH A BELLOWING ROAR, THE BEAST SCOOPS YOU UP, BITING THROUGH YOUR HEAD LIKE A CRUNCHY TOOTSIE ROLL POP, SPEWING BRAINS AND BLOOD AND BONE EVERYWHERE
<SweetElly> MMMPHAUGNAUGHAG!* (*PROFESSOR, NOOOO!)
* SweetElly screams and screams and screams, scooping up a pen from the crazily tilting desks and putting out her own eyes.
* SweetElly is only the second to die as the horrific, deadly force of the ancient, gargantuan, herculean, brobdingagian, awesome, destructive, vengeful, splendiferous, penultimate, striated old gods wreak havoc.
<SweetElly> The world as we knew it is gone, Professor.
<SweetElly> You have failed.
<SweetElly> YOU HAVE FAILED HUMANITY
Session Close: Sun Jun 30 02:25:28 2002