No.

You hold back, you're no murderer, UN-like THEM, and the party healer fixes her friend right up. After a few more minutes of hiding they find you and kill you, and you know no more.

A few hours later you re-spawn, and hear the fanfare that heralds still MORE players, but it's different some how, more refined and elegant, 'regal' even. And after a few minutes of hiding, under a different bush, you realize why.

Human: Thomas James Atkins
Class: Admin
HP: ∞/∞

He reaches under a bush and grabs a different snake. ~Not Trisha again!~ You think but know better than to do anything, but Trish is not even frightened, just calmly crawling over his hands. He wraps a thin blue scarf around her neck and she hisses at him, at which he says: "Blast, thought for sure it was this one," When suddenly you feel yourself seized by another pair of hands and a similar scarf is wrapped around your neck. "Let GO of me ASSHOLE!" You think, then suddenly realize you said that out loud!

"Found him Tom!" You hear a woman's voice say and look at your captor.

Elf: Gloria Standish
Class: Admin
HP: ∞/∞

"What are two ADMIN doing bothering snakes of a summers twilight?" You think, but again it comes out audible.

"We're here to help you actually." Gloria says, putting you inside a transparent plastic case with a bunch of air holes. "We are taking you to the 'Ultra Luxury Zoo', you wont get attacked by players any more, you can kick back, sun yourself on some rocks, eat a few mice, and never get killed again."

"And what about mating?" You ask, deliberately trying to talk this time.

"Hey Tom, what gender's the one you've got?" 'Gloria' asks.

"That's Trisha and she's not intelligent." You inform them, sadly.

"We've actually figured out how to FIX that when we need to, at least sort of. She wont be the sharpest knife in the drawer but she'll be able to give informed consent." Tom says putting Trisha in an identical carrier.

The two of them smack star shaped badges on their chest and say: "Ultra Luxury Zoo, energize." whereupon two beams of light come down from the heavens and you feel yourself teliport to somewhere else.

A few days later you look back on the intervening time with fondness. You are siting in the middle of 'Your Enclosure' sunning yourself on a large black rock, with Trisha beside you, while she slowly swallows an incautious mouse contentedly.

They ran all kinds of tests on you the first day, and a few of them killed you, simply because you only have one HP, but eventually they had their data and you got to stay in this wonderfully mouse infested patch of woods where no one ever tries to hurt you. The next day they Brought Trisha in and she, well, they were right that she's not as bright as you are, but you're OK with that. She can hold a conversation and more importantly is fully in heat and wants you to take her hard and deep every few hours. You have been told that this time she will actually become gravid since she wont be killed or the zone reset within a few hours of you mating, and your children, while, if previous examples are any judge, will not be sapient, will get to live out their lives in the 'enclosure' with you wandering and eating mice until you and Trish die of old age.

"Trish, are you glad they took you out of the forest?" You ask lazily, the tiny bluish scarf that lets you speak still knotted around your throat.

"Gods yes! This is WAY better than dying all the time!" Trisha says, voice unimpeded by her throat full of mouse, since neither of you are actually talking with your vocal cords and tongues.

"Me too." You say and fall asleep for a while.