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... Gobbled up the last two deadly shrimp, which changed everything. I mean, how can you only have 5 deadly shrimp? The delegates were thrown into a tizzy, with some wanting to pump the greedy shrimp's stomach, some wanting to quest for two new deadly shrimp, and some wondering at the validity of deadly shrimp anyway, as they didn’t really believe shrimp existed...
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because raw Prawn was angry. He was a crusty asian, who should not really have been at the European convention, but attended as a religious observer. Unfortunately when he washed his vestements and socks they all suffered shrimpage and became too small. Having vented his spleen on the deadly shrimps he turned his ire on....
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... and off three times quickly, which caused a slight panic among the delegates who began looking for an exit. Finding one, they fled in six different directions: North, South, East, West, Up, and ...
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....

 

You cannot go in that direction.

 

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You cannot go in that direction.

 

LOOK

 

You are standing in a small glade in the middle of the forest. Roads lead off to the North, South, East, West and Northwest.

 

There is a Shrimp here.

 

TAKE SHRIMP

 

You cannot take the Shrimp.

 

....

 

Suddenly the Shrimp leaps up and cleaves your skull with one fell swoop.

 

You are dead.

 

Type "RESTART" to play again.

 

 

 

Rubbing his eyes, the British businessman switched of his laptop, and turned his attention for the first time to the matter in hand. Not once had it occurred to him that anyone from outside his cosy little islet might have something useful to say, but by now it was too late. The delegates.....

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... Being the stoic Brit he was, decided tears were definitely not British enough. So, pulling a white linen hankerchief from the breast pocket of his tweed overcoat and dabbing at his eyes in a very stiff-upper-lip way, and set off to notify each of the bereaved personally. He first went to ...
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