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Bedvere, reading from a book, to Arthur: You enter a 20 x 20 room. There is one door to the north and one door to the south. There is a chest in one corner. You see a friendly dwarf.
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B: What do you say to the friendly dwarf?
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A: Hello. |
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B: Hello what?
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A: Uh, hello, friendly dwarf? |
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B: The dwarf is waiting for you to do something. |
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A: Oh, then go ahead |
L: Talk to dwarf. |
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B: What do you say to the friendly dwarf?
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- L: Say Hello. |
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B: The dwarf is waiting for you to do something.
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R: Maybe the dwarf has something we need for the quest? |
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L: Search the dwarf! |
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A: Now, look-
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- B: You are in a 20 x 20 room. There is a door to the north and a door to the south. There is a chest in one corner. You see a friendly dwarf |
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L: That was the 'look' command, sire.
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A: I know. |
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B: No what?
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- A: Sha'rrup! |
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B: I do not recognize that command.
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- L: CAREfully, sire! |
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A: Alright!
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B: To your right is a friendly dwarf. |
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A: Okay, NO BODY speak. I wish to examine the dwarf.
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- A: Oh, then 'Take Dwarf.'
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- A: Say hello
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- B: Hello. |
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- A: NO, say HELLO to DWARF!
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- B: There is no need to yell. The dwarf is waiting for you to do something. |
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A: Something!
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- B: I do not recognize that command. |
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- L: Throw the dwarf against the wall!
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- B: You do not have a dwarf. |
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- L: Take Dwarf!
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- B: You cannot do that to a friendly dwarf. |
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- A: Oh, Sod the dwarf!
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- B: Yeeeeeeuuuuuck! |
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- A: Right. That's enough.
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B: YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO A FRIENDLY DWARF!
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L: Bother! |
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Dedicated to the Charleston Offcrew Barracks Rats of 1982, who exerted tireless efforts to finding out just what in the hell one does with a friendly dwarf in a certain text-based computer adventure.

