The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

July 26, 2003


Mud-Trapping


Alan and Clara go north. Alan and Clara are trapped in the cloaca of
Tiffany. Clara kills Alan. Alan is resurrected.

(This is an lpmud I redesigned a number of years ago. Texts have been
rewritten, pathways changed, and a few new objects were added. The
lpmud runs in DOS.)

Alan is new and enters.

Alan the naked flesh.
You are penetrated, you are my male thing!
This lpmud has been contaminated. Viral plagues, organs of problematic
sexualities, have been emitted from sources near the previous village
church. Tiffany and others have been seen wandering... The land itself
is slowly suppurating. Beware of wandering too far. Warning! ...
is best carried out naked. Body excretions function as armor. We are
burrowing among each other's tissues...
You are in the church of Tiffany.
There is a bleeding cunt in the center,
and a door in the west wall. There is a button beside the door.
There is a clock on the wall.
There is an exit to south.
There are labia opposite the exit.
The clock bleeds 36 seconds.
You are enfolded by inner tissues south of Tiffany.
You are covered with her, menses spewing from her swollen hole.
You can see a road further to the east.
A hole, rimmed with effluvia open for you. 10 gold coins. clitoris.
You are in the NoWoMansLand outside the village. Do not go north.
There is a big forest to the west. You are in a big forest.
Do not go north.
You are in the cloaca of Tiffany. There are no exits.
There is no me here.

Clara is wizard here. Clara enters.

Clara the naked flesh.
This lpmud has been contaminated. Viral plagues, organs of problematic
sexualities, have been emitted from sources near the previous village
church. Tiffany and others have been seen wandering... The land itself
is slowly suppurating. Beware of wandering too far. Warning! ...
is best carried out naked. Body excretions function as armor. We are
burrowing among each other's tissues...
Your last login was form 0.0.0.100
You are in the church of Tiffany.
There is a bleeding cunt in the center,
and a door in the west wall. There is a button beside the door.
There is a clock on the wall.
There is an exit to south.
There are labia opposite the exit.
The clock bleeds 36 seconds.
You are enfolded by inner tissues south of Tiffany.
You are covered with her, menses spewing from her swollen hole.
You can see a road further to the east.
A hole, rimmed with effluvia open for you. 10 gold coins. clitoris.
You are in the NoWoMansLand outside the village. Do not go north.
There is a big forest to the west. You are in a big forest.
Do not go north.
You are in the cloaca of Tiffany. There are no exits.
There is no me here.
CLARA <<<!>>>
Alan arrives.
Alan missed Clara.
You hit Alan.
Alan missed Clara.
You hit Alan hard.
Alan missed Clara.
You hit Alan.
Alan missed Clara.
You hit Alan hard.
Alan missed Clara.
You hit Alan hard.
Alan missed Clara.
Alan died.
You see a dark shape gathering some mist... or maybe you're just
imagining that.
You killed Alan.
You are in the cloaca of Tiffany.
There are no exits.
The somewhat decayed holes of Alan.
You are in the cloaca of Tiffany.
10 gold coins.
You are alone in the cloaca of Tiffany.
There are no exits.

Here is what happened to Alan:

Tiffany arrives through a rift in the fabric of space.
Tiffany smiles at you.
Tiffany and Death fuck.
Death says: Our clits and tongues bond together forever!

Tiffany spreads her labia open; the forest is within them.
Death spreads her asshole open; Tiffany is within.
Death says: The ghost will suck us together!

Tiffany bleeds from the hole of Death.
Tiffany leaves from the cunt of Death.
Death looks at you with his cock throbbing and cunt wet.
Her body offers you every sort of pleasure, and
you offer your holes to death.

Death says: I'll dissolve you in my fluids, hurl them into you!

Suddenly Death expels you from her body, you feel strange as you
pass through the hole, into the open air, through flesh and blood
before you finally stop inside another body. You call this a name,
a building. It seems vaguely familiar...

That is what happened to Alan.

This is what happened to Clara.

Kill Clara.
What ? Attack yourself ?
Drop clitoris. Ok.
You are in the cloaca of Tiffany. There are no exits.
Clitoris and 10 gold coins...

That is what happened to Clara.

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Deaths


alan(1) killed by Go player(0), creator: 0
kayo(1) killed by Clara . ((((((!))))))(clara), creator: 0
kayo(1) killed by Harry the affectionate(0), creator: 0
kayo(1) killed by Clara . ((((((!))))))(clara), creator: 0
kayo(1) killed by Clara . ((((((!))))))(clara), creator: 0
kayo(11) killed by Clara . ((((((!))))))(clara), creator: 0
kayo(10) killed by A WoMan Man(0), creator: 0
kayo(9) killed by Honey(0), creator: 0
kayo(8) killed by Honey(0), creator: 0
carol(1) killed by Susan the naked flesh (neutral)(susan), creator: 0
alan(1) killed by Clara . ((((((!))))))(clara), creator: 0


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Iliad of Clara


Clara's tired. Clara goes home. Clara goes to Clara's hole.
Clara goes to Clara's double hole. She can get back to the church
this way but she doesn't want to go there. She doesn't want to
see Alan or the ghost of Alan.

Clara wants to be by herself. She's tired of everything. Alan doesn't
think she's carrying anything. Clara, oozing blood, smeared with
symbols of shit and cum, totters home. Where is Clara when I need her?
I'm obsessed with Clara. I'm obsessed with Clara

I'm obsessed with Clara. I'm hardly here. I'm hardly here at all.

You've reached the jetty. waves roll in, your wounds sting in the
salt air, cunt and cock freezing. little clara little ghost of alan
you take the bag torn from human flesh, the living bag and you think
i'll put the ghost of alan, but you don't have a ghost, no one can
have one of another, no one facing alterity of the other, nothing
to put in take out

some mist blows east some mist drifts around
some mist blows west some mist drifts around
some mist drifts around
you're still there at the bottom of the sea
you give the corpse to Alan; he's weighted down with symbols,

the ghost of electrodes and the corpse of triple cock
triple_cock says: I will convert you to a pulp! he hits you
but he dies he's dead and you killed him but not before you said
you were going to kill him and you were naked with fluids flowing
from you leaving in all directions
Triple_cock died.
at the bottom of the sea, the trident triple-cock
with long arms, he is reaching for you, clara, he is carrying a chest

Alan looks at the electrodes. alan looks at the electrodes.
he sees nothing special. he's carrying nothing.
some mist blows west and he's at the bottom of the sea.
Clara takes the electrodes. Were these the corpse of Man?
Was the corpse of WoMan the corpse of Man? of WoMan?

Clara gives the electrodes to Alan.
Alan is a gatherer of corpses. Do an inventory, Alan.
Alan, you are a ghost who has nothing.
The corpses disappear, there are no more corpses.
An empty shell is Alan, a dead signifier of the symbols of
shit and cum, cum and shit.

WoMan says: Spread his legs!
WoMan says: Spread his legs!
WoMan says: What is that boygirl doing here!
WoMan says: Fuck him!
Man grazed you.
Man missed Clara.
You hit Man hard. It's returned (i.e. the Man hits you hard.)
WoMan says: Fuck him.
The man died. You killed him. You take the corpse.
Give the corpse to Alan in the mist

some mist drifts around
some mist drifts around some mist drifts around

i took the corpse of Honey but I couldn't eat it. So I gave it to Alan.
I thought Alan might use it.
Honey died. Clara took her corpse and gave it to me.
I am a ghost; what am I to do with it?
Honey tickled you in the stomach. Honey died. You killed Honey.
You cannot take Honey. She is not here. You cannot look at Honey.
There is no Honey here.
Honey had hit you hard but you had returned it.
the ghost of alan furiously drives you
you are hunted by no one

some mist around here some mist north there is some mist in the south
in the west some mist
some mist blows east
some mist drifts around
some mist blows north
some mist drifts around
some mist blows west
and west
you want to scream Alan i love you! can a ghost hear?
tympanum... vibrations in the air... open or closed...
can a ghost hear?

Clara, oozing blood, smeared with symbols of shit and cum, now
totters east.
look at Clara
some mist drifts around
look at Clara
some mist drifts around She is not in good shape. A quicktyper
not in good shape.
You try to take the quicktyper. You fail.

Honey opens her labia and comes on you. Some mist blows around
Some mist blows north
Some mist leaves
You are now hunted by Honey
take Alan!
You can not take that!
I want to take Alan!
You can not take that!
More than anything... more than the Glass Slipper... more than
the pool of blood... more than the Magic Wand...
You can not take that! You can not take any of them!

Clara says: you are talking to a wraithe
Clara says: you are speaking from a wraithe
{from the position of a wraithe}
{from an unreasonable position)

ghost of Alan says: Clara I have tried to kill you.
ghost of Alan says: Over and over I have tried to kill you.
Clara totters in, oozing blood, smeared with symbols of shit
and cum. But why symbols? One remembers the Parmenides...
ghost of Alan. "A small clearing. There are trees all around you."
You wipe your holes with blades of grass. You eat the grass.
You lie down in the weeds. The sun b akes you. You shove branches
into you. You think of returning. You are learning. You think
about the trees. They are sparse in the north.
Alan enters the game. some mist blows north. (We'll follow the trail)
Blood red clotted plain. There are clots to the north,
too deep for your embedding. Blood flows freely across your
clotted holes and eyes.

functioning of the armored body ...

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The Leaving


clara 830 0
alan 55 0

Alan arrives.
Alan leaves north.
Alan arrives.
Alan leaves west.
Alan causes your heart to stop momentarily as he enters.
Alan pokes you in the ribs.
Alan smiles happily.
Alan left the game.
Clara walks in like she owns the place.
Clara says: help Leo
Clara gets that far away-look, and heads west.
Clara walks in like she owns the place.
Clara gets that far away-look, and heads north.
Clara walks in like she owns the place.
Clara gets that far away-look, and heads west.
Clara walks in like she owns the place.
Clara gets that far away-look, and heads north.
Clara walks in like she owns the place.
Clara gets that far away-look, and heads west.


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