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		<title>Cordir: Okk's Vision of Nash</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Okk&amp;#039;s Vision of Nash&lt;/p&gt;
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[[Category:Nashite References]]&lt;br /&gt;
This was written by Okk in 2000, and sent to the TFC Mailing List.&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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tfc@finalchallenge.net &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Subject:  [tfc] Lord Nash's Divine Vision &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Date:  Thu, 29 Jun 2000 08:32:08 PDT &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There comes a time in every Nashite immortal's life when he receives an &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;inspiration&amp;quot; from the Great One--here's mine.  I had just been promoted to &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demigod.  I was in Tynian's office and was asked what alignment I wanted to &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
be.  I was about to say &amp;quot;evil&amp;quot; so I could create my envisioned ogre-only &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
following, but Nash had other ideas.  Time and space were frozen, and I &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
found myself confronted with the Great Lord Nash Himself. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash has granted you the ability to see him when he is invis. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
All [      Lord      ] [GS] Nash, God of Magic and Illusion. &amp;lt;Inv -1&amp;gt; &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash forcibly picks you up and throws you down at His feet. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Temple of Lord Nash &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[Exits: none] &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This huge hall's exact size is not discernible by standards measurements. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The many buttresses and arches form a tracery of shadowy dimness. The floors &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and walls are covered in slabs of polished stone, apparently obsidian with &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
swirls of purplish basalt. Much magic has evidently been placed here, for an &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
evil darkness seeps from the walls and floor, making the whole chamber seem &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
uncomfortable and nerve-racking. In the center of the hall is a large plaque &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
sitting on an ornately carved pedestal. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Glowing) A statue of Lord Nash stands before you in utter perfection. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Red Aura) Nash is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You gasp in astonishment. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'Grovel, don't gasp, you mindless ogre scum'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash grabs you by the neck and shoves your face into the ground. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash places his foot on your head and steps down painfully. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash says, 'Better'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash steps back. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash flits his hand in a magical gesture. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A chair and a huge pile of sheep entrails appear in the room. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash looks down at you disdainfully. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash says, 'What are you laying down there for?!  Get up'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash gives you a swift kick in the ribs.  Ouch! &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You stand up. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash gestures to the chair. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash says, 'Sit down Okk, we have much to discuss'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You get a chair. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You rest. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash gets a large metal spoon from bag made from Molo hide. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash holds a large metal spoon. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash picks up a scoop of the sheep entrails. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash aims carefully and flicks the spoonful of sheep entrails at you. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It hits you right in the eye. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blood and excrement run down your face. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'Oh, don't mind me.  This just helps me think sometimes'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You say, 'Thank you, Lord'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash glares around him. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash says, 'Don't think for an instant that this honor is any credit to you, &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'It's just that Sirak is away playing somewhere, destroying some &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
universe, so I have to do this Myself'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash rolls his eyes. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'Kids.  No responsibility'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'I'll be straight with you'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'I think you are an ugly, slobbering, pea-brained, overgrown &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
squirrel'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'However, every creature has its uses.  Even stupid ones'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash picks up a scoop of the sheep entrails. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash aims carefully and flicks the spoonful of sheep entrails at you. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It lands and smacks your neck. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blood and excrement trickle down into your clothes. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'I understand that you've risen to the position of Demigod'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You nod. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash says, 'Excellent'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'For a long time, I've been planning one of my most evil acts &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ever'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'I've only been waiting for someone stupid enough to actually &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
implement my plan.  I wait no longer'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash points at you. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'It will be wonderful, Okk, it's brilliant!'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash waves his hand in the air in dramatic prophesy. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'I see screams of anger and agony.  I see hate and frustration!'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'I see notes, ideas, confusion, controversy, arguments!'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'I see headaches...and code changes, many code changes!'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'Delicious!'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash laughs devilishly...even better than John Travolta does it. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash says, '...and you, Okk, shall create it all.  You, in your simple &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
stupidity, shall be My greatest bringer of evil'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash picks up a scoop of the sheep entrails. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash aims carefully and flicks the spoonful of sheep entrails at you. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It hits you on your forehead and splatters messily. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blood and excrement run down your face. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You say, 'Am I to have a great following of evil killers, then?  Perhaps be &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
even greater than the Black Conclave?'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash snickers softly. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Nash says, 'No, Okk.  I'll leave that to those who are actually skilled at &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
that, like the Lich'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash shakes his head, grinning evilly. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'No, I have something else in store for you, Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'Neutrality'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash throws back His head and cackles with insane glee! &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'Here's what we do...'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[Top-Secret Immortal Planning] &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash pats you on the shoulder. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'Give 'em hell, Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You say, 'I shall not disappoint you, Lord'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash glares icily at you, you feel cold to your bones. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'You forgot to grovel'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You say, 'I...I was just about to'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You grovel before him. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash says, 'A likely story'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash swats at you with his pinky finger. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash ***ANNIHILATES*** you! &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That really did HURT! &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You sure are BLEEDING! &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash flicks his hand in the air as if sweeping you aside. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blackness swallows your being... &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You are falling... &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And falling... &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Being Tortured for an Eternity &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
[Exits: none] &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You are standing in a plain white room.  The room is completely bare...no &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
sharp objects, no torture devices...nothing. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You wonder why a torture room of the Great Lord Nash isn't better equipped. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That's until you see... &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Blue Aura) Demian is here. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
WHAM!!!!!!! &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You are within inches of death! &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Demian says (in common), 'Hi Okk'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt;scream&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ARRRRRRRRRRGH!!!!! &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nash [GS] tells you, 'You think that's bad...wait until room #3!'. &amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;BR&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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