Adventurer #07 31 января 1998

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     (C) Fedorov, "Chasm" Vladimir

     (C) Music: Alos jnr. / Spark



          Medieval History



     Long ago, when the goblins and humans
been good neighbors, lived a goblin, and
called him Vasya. Vaska childhood was otvyaznyh guy - loved the 
plump, kuranut or vmazatsya so often to get up

morning with the patient's head. So this morning woke up with a 
fucking Basil hangover ...


     - Your mother! - Swore Vaska and
scratched his bald, green turnips. - Again
Yesterday nakvasilsya in black.

     With these words, rose from the goblin
pools with an unpleasant smell, which, when
closer examination, turned out to be exactly
it - vomit. Otter with sleeves repulsive fluid, Basil began to 
slowly think, what to do next. Through

few minutes, he realized - like smoking. Remembering 
nebezizvestny poem: "In the mouth shit, smoke hunting in your 
pocket only a penny, but here in the corner finds

someone polurazdavlenny bull, martyr
decided to dig into a pile of empty bottles and
other debris in search of the longed-
smoke. A couple of times injury from shattered,
Vaska fished a piece of fishing line and old
rag.

     - Hrenota some - thought the goblin, but still put his 
fishing line and a rag in the pocket.


     Near the house stood an old barn near
which lay a rusty lawn mower.
Pnuv foot rickety door, our hero
entered the wreck. A cursory examination of smokes was found, 
but quite obaruzhilsya workable (and main-charged)

anti-aircraft missile system, which lay
on the shelf next to the old bucket.

     - Funny thing - expressed
thought aloud Vaska. - Prihvachu-ka it.

     Also, up to heap Vas'kin inventory
replenished, and a bucket. Walking past the mailbox, Basil 
noticed that he was locked up. 

     - Well, the key has sown! - Goblin growled angrily, 
slapping himself on the pockets. - Drinking up to no good 
reasons but the hangover is still desirable.


     With these words he followed on. The dog ran past him and 
stood still, something buried near the manure pile. 

     - Bone probably - thought Vaska.

     - You yourself - bone - thought the dog
and ran on.

     The central area of ​​the town looked picturesquely: go to 
the right - the bridge, go left - the bank was directly

City raskurochnaya and the whole architectural ensemble is 
completed by the middle of the set area is quite efficient 
visilitsa from which hung a loop. 

     After looking dull look around
landscape, Vaska beamed.

     - Hurray! Though not a hangover, but lit! - With these 
words, he is vigorous step entered kurilnyu.


     In the very center of the room on the bag with
foolishness sat an old goblin, and scored jamb.

     - What is today? Chuy? - Asked Basil.

     - Offend - answered lighting his. - Pakistan. Yesterday, a 
friend of gin and barter for local Simon fit.


     - Well, if I have enough of a skew.

     - Yes to a kill you, - answered
old.

     - You come on, blow up, and we'll see - Vaska was 
impatiently shifting from foot to foot. 

     Making a couple napasov and getting a wig,
Basil knew that he had fallen.

     - Well ... As ... ? - Asked
lighting his.

     - Nishtyak! - Muttered stranded voice Vaska and slowly wade
to the exit.

     - You, to ... Still come in - threw in the
trace of the outgoing old.

     - I. .. later ... - And the goblin fallen
out.

     Sun somehow became brighter,
Yes, and paint the world have some others. The weather was 
favorable, and Basil decided a little chat on

District, it was good to him for fun.
Remarking on the horizon a wall of an ancient castle, goblin 
decided tusanutsya in this direction. 

     There were legends that lived in this castle
mage, as rumors circulated that the magician liked to indulge 
in shamanic Grebe, but Maga nobody has ever seen, and the gates 
of the ancient castle were locked for life. However, one 
enterprising person from his native village of our hero decided

cut a little attendants, arranging for
tourist tour of the district, with a mandatory inspection of 
the castle walls. That now close to the castle was a bus

about which the partying tourists with cameras. Vaska perched 
next to the them and also decided to pin the coolest

form.

     - What kind of freak?! - Screamed a young woman from the 
crowd, and then in Vaska flew off the rubber boots.


     - It is that the goblins have not seen? - Genuinely 
surprised Basil. 

     - Get out ugly mug! - Has not stopped the hysterical.

     - Okay, okay - a little offended
goblin.

     Then he saw lying at his feet, his boots.

     - A boot something new. Why do good
things disappear, - muttered Vasili
prikarmanivaya rubber products.

     Going back a little past the gate, our
hero ran into a wall.

     - High - muttered Vasili
his head thrown back. - No rope did not climb.

     Then he stumbled on a metallic object in the grass.

     - Fuck me! - Cursed goblin on
language abroad.

     So this morning he swore a foreign tourist, when he joined 
the shit that left a bull on klikuhe "White Sea", whose owner 
was the owner raskurochnoy. 

     Unfortunate subject was an iron hook that once replenished 
the stock beginner kleptomaniac. 

     Here at Vaska something clicked in his brain, and a 
pleasant female voice said: "The arrival of number two. The 
arrival of number two." 

     - Who is it? - Time to think Basil, before you chopped off.

     Basil woke for some reason on the heap
manure near the intersection. Some
time goblin lying in the manure, resulting in their
feelings in order. Symptoms of a hangover
passed - not chump ill, but appeared symptom postraskurki - 
golodnyak. 

     - What would zahavat - feverishly
thought goblin, and then he remembered about the bones,
which is buried near the dog.

     Downstairs, Vaska is a bit fumbled near the pile. What was 
his surprise when, instead of bones he dug up

kummulyativnuyu grenade.

     - Here's your time. I was still not
lit - once again scratched his reputation hapless treasure 
hunter. - Yes Okay - will prove useful.


     And with these words, he went
further, to search for Hawk. Walk led him to a picturesque 
river and a gorgeous view of the nuclear power plant. Here same 
in the backwater lapped hefty fish - A cross between a pike 
with a gudgeon. Although this was genetic mutants, but they 
looked very appetizing.


     - And not a bad thing to make a fishing rod, Vaska 
remembered a piece of twine in his pocket. - The case for 
small: need rod sinker and bait.


     With these thoughts he went back.
Passing the bridge, goblin said the skeleton,
contraction in the fingers knife. Basil tried to grab his 
weapon useless ghoul, but he clutched tightly. 

     - Y, bastard! - Swore Vaska, breaking
fingers of the skeleton.

     The knife was a little rusty, though
it was written "stainless steel" and
"Made in china", but Basil was on
shed, as he did not know any language besides their mother 
tongue. 

     Around the skeleton goblin noticed a sign that said that 
this bridge is owned by the trolls. As the village rumors, 
these trolls to life tusovlis under him, not letting anyone 
pass. 

     - Hey, you there, beneath the bridge! - Called
troll Vaska.

     Under the bridge showed a few
red eyes, looking at the goblin out of the darkness.

     - What do you want, for fun to sit there?
persisted Vaska.

     In response came a wheezing and pohryukivanie, accompanied 
by a loud fuss. 

     - Well, there you are little better, I'd be on the other 
side - asked for permission to Vaska. - And what do you sit 
there? We have Village gandubasy cool there, went to

in kurilnyu - travanuli an adult.

     Trolls immediately friendly crowd got out
from under the bridge and, thanks to Basil for cool ottyag, 
pushed aside raskurochnoy. 

     After a fruitful conversation with trolls Vaska remembered 
his golodnyake and decided to postpone a trip to another

river. Returning to the central
area, goblin have realized at the expense of the rope
that will help him climb the wall. Without thinking, goblin 
climbed to the gallows and quietly cut the rope, what has 
caused irreparable damage to community property. Tied to a rope 
hook, hungry adventurers headed for the castle wall, where it 
threw the hook on the wall. 

     Climbing the rope on the wall, goblin went over the wall 
to the far tower. Stairs led down. After wandering through the 
dark corridors, Vaska bumped into the central hall, which saw a 
golden bowl. 

     - Antiques - thought the goblin, thrusting the cup into 
his pocket. 

     Looking around, Vaska found
on the wall of a two-handed sword and a chainsaw battle. About 
a cousin told him a brother, who miraculously escaped from a 
madman Assault with a gizmo. It was

when bratuha enlisted guard at some Martian military base.

     A little jump, trying to reach the
weapons, Basil figured that he and the Loch
decided to make their lives easier, left corner
massive oak table to the wall. Perched on it, goblin easily 
removed sword and saw the wall.


     After going down the hallway, Vaska
almost bumped into guy who
stood at attention "near the wall. Dude was in rusty armor.

     - Hey, hi! - Tried to politely
hello goblin.

     The answer was silence.

     - Are you dumb? - Did not depart
Vaska, tapping the shell. - Like
standing here, the keeper, and dressed like obsos
- Rusty hurt.

     With these words he lifted his visor
hat to see the face of an interlocutor. On
He looked mask.

     - Gluck - thought Vaska.

     However, the glitch did not want to go and this is
raises questions about the nature of reality mask in the helmet 
visor. Complaining its slow-witted, Basil granted their 
developing cleptomaniacal leanings. 

     Directing his steps down the hall, he again got on the 
stairs opposite the tower. Now the stairs

led not only upwards but also downwards. Remembering
Will Indy grandfather: "Search, search
and once again look for "goblin slowly
down the stairs. The basement was
dark and the lower Vaska down, the
careful he groped each step.
It did not help him. Podskolznuvshis on
wet stone, he flew head over heels down
a couple of times painful knee and
top it all off with a sweep of his head opened
heavy door, which ended
staircase.

     - Yes, you're raking trigrebuchim progrebom hrenoputalo 
chlenoglazoe, pederasticheskoe who made these steps, however 
grebanutye than their creator - after this outpouring, Basil 
feel themselves much better.


     The cellar was dark and damp. Remembering that in the 
hallway on the wall, he saw a burning torch, Vaska rose to four 
bones, and slowly began to wade back upstairs. At this time the 
light of the torch descent went without EVENT, and the hapless 
adventurer was again in cellar. The far wall stood a barrel.


     - Wow! Booze! - Joyfully exclaimed Vaska - Here's where it 
is - happiness because it can not be!


     A cursory inspection, there are no holes through which you 
can pour the booze, is not found, so decided to goblin move the 
barrel, hoping that the tube is on the other side of the 
barrel. Uperevshis feet on the floor and slightly poperdyvaya 
voltage, Vaska began to turn the barrel. Suddenly, because of 
her huge frog jumped out and began to croak a heart-rending. 

     - Yes, shut up you green! - Angrily told the goblin and 
kicked her leg. 

     Frog with a savory slap hit
the wall and a couple of times drygnuv hind limbs was lower.

     - Tired perhaps - thought Vasili
continuing to inspect the barrel.

     Along the way, today drinch break off,
so as no holes in the barrel was not, and congenital 
slow-witted would not let Vaska used for opening Bochenko 
something from those items, koi burdened his movement in space.


     - In, bastards! - Goblin growled angrily. - Barrels wrong 
in the basement kept. 

     Then his eyes fell upon the carcass frog, which was 
showing signs of life. 

     - Ha! It seems that I came up with a cool
funny! - Green mug Vaska, broke into a hideous grin.

     Lifting the twitching of an amphibian
hind legs, goblin shoved it in his pocket.

     In the basement of Vaska's nothing more
delayed, so he began to climb
the stairs. Passing the two flights of stairs, he found himself 
in a spacious room. For table sat the same mag, about whom

hodilo so many rumors in the neighborhood. He spit in his hands 
almost empty canister from a gasoline, occasionally poking his 
nose into the throat, and pairs ponyuhivaya gasoline. 

     - What a mysterious thing - thoughtfully
chased the mage. - Like and grebes, and inserts?

     - Sorry, grebes and you still have?
- Politely asked Vaska.

     - Yes, yes ... Inserts - said
magician and again nyuhnul from the canister, at all
ignoring Vas'kin replica.

     - Sorry, but you can then and I nyuhnut? - With these 
words goblin tried pull the canister to himself.


     Mage raised bleary eyes, and with the words "DO NOT ship 
me a green cloud, shot Vaska electric discharge, which flew 
from his finger. 

     Goblin rolled over several times in
in the air and plopped on the floor, passing
throwing all those items that have collected in recent years. A 
sword with a saw scattered in different directions, and gold

cup rolled out in the middle of the room.

     - Here it rodimaya! - Joyfully exclaimed the magician, 
pointing to the cup. - Found. Hey, you, cloud, give it to me 
here. 

     Vaska lifted the cup and handed it to the magician. He 
immediately lost interest in the canister and started to make 
some magic passes over the cup.


     - Strange parish - expressed his
view goblin, breathed some time out
cans, which promptly pocketed.

     Suddenly something slammed, and from
bowl, which stood on the table, pulled
smell of Khimki.

     - Where's my car? - Asked himself
issue a magician pulling out a syringe from a drawer.

     After waiting a few more minutes until the process is 
finished, the magician scored five cubes Black and pushed 
himself to Vienna. 

     - Excuse me, can I take myself
canister? - Asked cautiously Vaska and
crouched fearfully, expecting another
electrical discharge.

     Mage, paying no attention to
speaker, closed his eyes and zapinachil.

     - Well, as the saying goes: "The Silence
consent '- Vaska collected from the floor
their belongings and moved away from the room.

     Descended safely from the wall,
Goblin decided to implement a lousy idea.

     The bus was still standing near the castle, and
Tourists are still snapping closures
their cameras. Crept up behind
the very tourist, which is the last time
called him, Vaska, taking a frog's leg, showed her a woman.

     - A-ah! - Heart-rending screamed tourist .- Remove from me 
this stuff! 

     The second shoe did not take
wait.

     - There! - With a sense of accomplishment
Debt Vaska said, picking up his boots.

     Meanwhile, the sun was already
quite high, and it's time for lunch.

     - Guzzle something as you want! - Basil
voiced aloud sore point. - What if
More kuranut then golodnyak must retreat!

     With these words, sent his goblin
foot in the direction of raskurochnoy.

     - A. .. It's you ... - thoughtfully handed the old man, 
making the traction from the rich cannot. - Here are your guys 
came, kuranuli, and now hawala to his run - in the fools, 
because oblamayutsya. 

     - I have a couple of steam locomotives - asked
Basil.

     - No problems - turning
fencing and making vigorous exhalation, said
old.

  - Oooo ... - mumbled Vaska, clapping
lighting his shoulder.

     - Normally, - said the old man, podlechivaya jamb in 
preparation for the next blow in our character wig. 

     - A Th ... it wallow in the seeds here?
- Asked Basil, attaining the heel.

     - Daveshny Gene says that grass
this special - ripening and the seeds of
bag enough sleep - the old man replied.

     - I wish I had them a bit ... for divorce - these were the 
last thoughts of Vaska ... 

     He woke up for some reason back to the dung heap.

     - What nafig? - Grumbled goblin
getting off the ground. - Why do I get from this
grass drags shit? Negatively something
it. Not good.

     Finding himself on the ground and otryahnuvshis,
Basil sat on the grass and gave himself up to meditation.

     - I guess it's crap so strong,
I had to tear off the roof of her - chasing
Basil aloud. - And if it is to plant a vegetable garden in our 
non-chernozem zone, then parish should be just right.


     Deciding to put their philosophical delights, Vaska again
toward kurilne. Already on the way was clear that someone close 
droops within the plan - from under the door trickle

out the smoke. Vaska opened the door and
I saw the following scene: an old man lying
in the corner of my closet (probably tired) and something
smile smile baby, and trolls, sitting
in the middle of the room allowed jamb in a circle. Judging by 
the fact that the bag with the plan was half empty, and around 
the troll lay a mountain of empty fencing could

say that while they did not lose.

     - So where are the seeds - Vaska thought feverishly, 
trying to discern something in smoke-filled room.


     Vasili suddenly noticed that something was not
so.

     - Neuzh something again torknulo? - The thought flashed in 
Vas'kin brain inflammations. 

     - No! In the shit again I do not hunt.

     Goblin bullet flew into the street and ran away, took a 
gulp of fresh air. 

     - Their mother, Nakuru! - Cursed
Basil hearts. - What to do?

     Sitting on the grass, the goblin pulled out a canister. 
Dyhnuv a couple of times, he noticed that it was empty. 
Removing it to other subjects, he stared blankly at your 
luggage. 

     - Here is a freak! - Joyfully exclaimed Vaska. - Because 
if you wear a gas mask, I plan not to touch!


     No sooner said than done. Pulled on a gas mask, Basil 
boldly stepped into raskurochnuyu. 

     - During a glitch! - Pointing to
Vaska, pinned one of the trolls.

     - Yes, yes! Gluck! - Shouted in unison
the other trolls.

     - What a cool crap - glitches at all
same! - Concluded the most senior
Trolls.

     Not paying attention to ukurivshihsya,
Vaska, scored a handful of seeds and remove them
in his pocket. Once out on the street, with a goblin
relief took the gas mask. Reach
garden was matter of minutes.

     - Well, ka, where there are Birthmarks - with
these words goblin planted the seeds.

     After waiting for half an hour and never waiting for 
germination, Vaska realized that without watering shang he 
breaks off. 

     - Where to take water - began to think Basil.

     Then he remembered the strange storm
cloud near the river, which in life
hung out there, though even in sunny weather. Drawing a 
parallel between the bucket cloud and zenith-missile complex, 
goblin immediately went there. 

     Putting a bucket on the ground, Basil
took aim and fired on a cloud. In heaven
something hryastnulo then bumknulo, and
Vaska has poured a stream of water.

     - Well, at least water bummed - snorting, said the goblin.

     Safely means bringing up the garden half the water 
(because the bucket was full of holes naturally), Vaska poured 
their landing, and straight into his eyes grew quite a long 
flight. 

     - Why is not hemp! - Vaska concluded after a thorough 
inspection of the plant. - It's bamboo, and its smoke 
absolutely no MAZ. Clave! 

     In the hearts of Vaska drew his sword and
cut down the scope to escape.

     - To cool for you! - Pinned goblin
the results of their actions. - And in fact,
this turned out cool bamboo rod for fishing rods.

     Attached to it a piece of twine, Vaska
realized that he did not have enough sinkers and bait directly, 
which will peck at the fish, which he zahavaet.


     - It's time to the other side of the river
go. Here, I like all clambered - Vasili thought, swallowing 
saliva, appears in his dreams of a fish. 

     After crossing the bridge, Vaska was
about the huge cave. Inside for some reason
smelt month not wash socks. Deciding
that unnecessarily would he not climb, Basil turned to the 
south. A little down the path deeper into the forest, Vaska 
realized that getting lost - around the walls were trees. 

     - Popados - gloomily concluded
Basil.

     Having strayed some time in the woods,
goblin brought a strange pattern:
if a couple of times to go to the east, it is possible
go to the river bank, but if you go east, then north and west, 
then get on the track, which completely blocks the fallen tree. 

     - In the woods resounded Axe,
- Quoted classic Vaska, pulling out a chainsaw.

     Soon, the tree remained pretty roundels, which faltered in 
Basil nearby bushes.


     Headed south, the goblin was
on the edge of the forest, which offers gorgeous views of the 
house magician. 

     - Wow, another wizard! - Admired Vaska. - It must have 
something pin, once the hash bummer.


     - Hello, young man ...
Hmm ... Do you like and not man - greeted the magician.

     - Judging by my green skin and a bald
the head, we can conclude that I - goblin.

     Vaska sat in the kind offer
chair.

     - What business brought you to me, young man? - Asked the 
magician. 

     Vaska looked around the room and noticed that it is 
equipped as a laboratory of the alchemist. 

     - I would be one of the liquid, which make fun of the 
magician, who lives in a castle near our village. 

     - I said something about taking it in, - said thoughtfully 
magician. - For this I need ash from the volcano and the liquid 
from the corn giant. Here's a bubble under it. 

     - And where is it I find? -
Vaska said, pushing the bubble in the pocket and going outside.

     At this time, the path through the forest is not taken from
Basil's too much time. Little
having strayed, he found himself at the entrance to the cave.
Deciding that he climb up there later, goblin
headed north. On the horizon a huge volcano. Climbing the
slope, he found wallows immediately
horn. Poduv in him, Vaska extracted sound
similar to the cry of obkurivshegosya ass.

     - What the hell? - He thought, but
Horn still picked up.


     Going down into the crater, Vaska safely gathered a 
handful of ashes and sent it in his pocket. Just below the 
hill, he saw the console with the red button next to which was 
strengthened fun tablet which read: "When the eruption press

red button. "

     - In the jokers! - Pinned Vaska
on a plate. - Here in my opinion there is no
buttons, other than red, and during the eruption, I
would here obviously did not want to be.

     Nothing else is more than Basil does not
delayed, so he went with a clean conscience before.

     - Do I have to go into this
hole - expressed his thoughts aloud Vaska
stopping in front of the cave.

     Inside it was dark, but gradually
Basil began to see in the darkness, and before
it unfolded following picture: the
the far wall on a pile of straw sleeping giant. Throughout the 
cave were scattered empty beer bottles gigantic dimensions, 
gnawed bones of animals, after looking for one of them, he 
learned in the skeleton "Belomor", the same bull, because of 
which he swore daveshny tourist. Next to entrance littered with 
huge boots here were against the socks.


     - Holy shit! What a stink! "Vaska said, pinching his nose. 
- I wonder, how do I get this corn liquid? 

     Inspection of the feet of the giant gave a disappointing 
result - no blisters. 

     - If something is not, it is necessary
do! - Optimistically brought Vaska.

     Corn, as far as he knew Basil,
appear due to uncomfortable shoes, as well
such as corn in the giant was not, then we can
it was assumed that the boots he had
comfortable.

     - There were comfortable! - He smiled nastily
Vaska, remembering the large stone that lay there, where he 
fired a pistol. 

     Run for the stone was the work of two
minutes.

     - Heavy, the dog - growling goblin
zataskivaya kamenyugu the cave.

     Get into the boots was not easy because
plowed, but a brute, Vasya twisting cobblestone inside and 
safely got out. 

     - So much so, must-have to wake this
Sonya, - said Vasily approaching giant ear and blowing the horn.

     Sound is no less vile than
the first time and immediately woke up the giant.

     - Oooo .... - Giant howled, pulling his boots. - Probably!

     With these words he departed from the cave. Outside, the 
sound of the waterfall, accompanied by phrases like: "Das ist 
fantastish "uttered by a voice a satisfied man.


     - Beer - it is good! - Said the giant, buttoning his 
pants. - It is necessary, would be even. 

     Vaska looked out of the cave and saw
giant steps over the mountain
ridge.

     - The shop has gone - decided Vasili
going to clean air. - While he was there
walks, I would myself sleep ...

     Woke Vaska, chetyrehbalnoe
earthquake, which caused none
other than the giant, turn back to
a case of beer.

     - The March! - A satisfied voice
said the giant bottle pouring into a mug
gigantic proportions.

     Drained half of the box, the giant, taking off
Boots and relish rygnuv again keeled
sleep.

     - Here it is, my dear! - Rubbing his hands,
goblin said, noting corn on the finger
giant.

     Taking out a needle, which he found on the
castle wall, Vaska pierced corn and
vial filled with liquid.

     At this time, Vaska out of the woods
to the edge faster than the last.

     - And here I am - has announced his appearance Basil, 
entering the house magician. 

     - Well, shustraya youth now gone,
- A little surprised at the magician. - They brought the 
ingredients? 

     - All that is ordered, - answered
Goblin, passing magician ash and the bubble.

     Adding the necessary pieces to the strange brew in a 
cauldron, witch uttered an incantation. From the boiler 
immediately went to smoke having a smell which is so like

Vaska.

     - Well, everything is ready - the magician filled
canister and handed it to the goblin. - By the way
speaking, this liquid can be used
not only for ottyaga, it is also possible to fill the various 
machines so that they work. 

     - And that old lawn mower that was lying around my house, 
too, can be charged? 

     - And it can be - answered the magician.

     - Wow! - Admired Vaska. - You should be sure to try it.

     Grabbing the canister, goblin brisk step toward his house.

     - And where is there to fill? - Scratching
bald head, I thought Vaska.

     A little tricky, goblin found
rusty cap by unscrewing he found a hole through which the 
bosses and lawnmower. After Vaska

pulled the pimpochku and hit the squiggles, lawn mower 
zatarahtela and went. Squinting a bit of grass, Vasily to his

surprised to find that same key, which he lost yesterday in a 
drunken stupor. 

     - Hurrah-ah! - Shouted the goblin. - Found! Need-to see 
that in the mail I had to.


     Unlocked mailbox with Vaska
surprised to discover the will of her grandfather, who lived in 
America. Strangeness was that Granddaddy was absolutely poor 
and lived on the dole. 

     - Well, at least a little on the headstock razzhivus - 
said dreamily Vasili way to the bank.


     Having a testament to the clerk, goblin got one single 
coin. 

     - Yes ... And you can not buy bottles of beer on
it - lamented Vaska, leaving the bank. - The only thing she'll 
do, so it on a sinker for my fishing rod.


     Have sex for a while, tying the coin to the line, Basil 
still achieved the desired result. Rod was given concrete, now 
is not enough only bait. Then Basil recalled

dunghill near the intersection. Get to it, Vaska unsuccessfully 
tried dig up worms.


     - Chlenogolovye hid - annoyed goblin growled. - We'll have 
to resort to drastic measures. 

     With these words, the goblin pulled out a grenade, pulled 
out the check and threw it into the manure heap. Pile swept 
nahorosho. Among the manure, goblin noticed a single worm, 
which is heart-rending something screaming. 

     - Gotcha! - Vaska raised worm.

     - I will complain! It is a violation
Geneva Convention! - Indignant worm.

     - Do not yell! - Shouted at him Basil.

     - I'm on the court shall give thee! - Not abating future 
bait. 

     Not paying attention to heart-rending howls goblin went to 
the river bank. When he reached the place where it creeping on 
cloud Vaska realized that here he can not go. 

     - Baska your stupid! - Cursed himself
a goblin. - I also have boots.

     Shoes boots, he boldly stepped into the mud
and then fell to his knees.

     - A pohren - concluded Vaska. - They
I have a swamp.

     When they reached the shore, Basil planted a worm.

     - Torture is prohibited by the constitution!

     - Yes, shut up! - Muttered goblin
throwing bait.

     In the belly of Vaska loud zaurchaloeto stomach 
anticipating Hawk. Fish swim up to the worm, but the hearing 
uterine sounds escaping from Vaska's throats

swam away.

     - Is it possible that there bummer? - Desperate
voice howled goblin.

     Fish shied in different directions.

     - What can we do? - Asks the eternal
issue of the unlucky angler. - What if
plug the throat, it might be quieter?

     Pulling from his pocket an old rag
Basil stuffed her own mouth.

     - Havaho - goblin growled, throwing the bait.

     Rumbling almost could not hear. Waiting a little longer, 
Vaska said that he bite.


     - FAF! - Goblin hooked a fish.

     At the end of my line flutter hefty Shuko-gudgeon.

     - Here nazhrus! - Thought Goblin, pulling a cloth from his 
mouth. 

     Fish relish glistening scales on
sun. He threw the bait, Vaska raised fish
the tail, razzyavil wider slurp and eat
fish.

     - Kaif! - Goblin with satisfaction
patted his stomach ...


                 *


     The game actually ends. Since the map locations rather 
simple and, moreover, without any anomalies, then I I think its 
cause it makes no sense. 

     Below I give a list of all the verbs and
nouns used in this
game.


                Verbs

C, NORTH CEDE, GIVE
Yu, JH ASK, ASK
W, WEST cuts, cut
B EAST scraped off, tore
And INVENTORY READ, READ
Take the LIFT to get out
VIEW, Learn to blow, blow
PUT, PLACE Pierce
SEE FILL by typing
EXIT Season
SAVE EQS, mow
RESTORE unlock
OPEN THE COPA
SHOT SHOW
Pluck, break Obuchi
Climb, climb planted profit
CUT plug
Snap WAIT
Cast, throw the jerk it
Dress up, wear Pull, pull
PLANTED TO EAT
Drizzle RENT
Move up, move the wooden-frame house BRAN



           Nouns



   GAME TORCH

   TOAD LINE

   Rags BOOTS

   FISH BUCKET

   COMPLEX, ROCKETS TABLE

   BAMBOO KNIFE

   ROPE TREE

   HOOK LAWN, MOWER

   MASKS Heap, Garbage

   SEED SHED

   CASTING CLOUD

   RODS SKELETON
 BOWL FINGERS

   CAN hung

   ASHES ARMOR

   Bubble VISOR

   STONE SETTLEMENT

   EGR MOX

   Needles INSCRIPTION

   SWORD PLATE

   BENZO, SAW CORN

   Keys, LAWN, GRASS

   WILL BOX

   BARREL COIN

   GARNET ROTH

   Worm



     I want to say a few words to the authors of this amusing 
game - PROTEIN 'y and ADRENALIN 'y (together - HUMAN SOFT).


     Sorry guys, for this novel, but
because this game was written over a year
ago, but from you I have not seen anything new,
he took it upon myself to tell the story
your game to readers of our zhurnala.

     I hope you will rejoice we have not one cool game.