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| Jacqueline hollers, "In about fifteen minutes we shall be playing the classic Metamorphoses by Ms. Short in the Toyshop. If you've played it before, you can just come watch me flail helplessly at puzzles. If you haven't played it before, come help keep me from flailing. kthxbye" | ||||
| Daniel arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | DavidW says, "I imagine most of us have already played this one. Perhaps Taleslinger hasn't." | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "Recently enough that you remember it well?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "hm. I don't remember it /well/, but I remember quite a bit about it." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Gosh, if I'm the only one who's playing, perhaps I should take this to #IndividualismFloyd." | ||||
| ls arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "ls" | ||||
| Floyd says (to Jacqueline), "Floyd doesn't know that trick." | ||||
| DavidW arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| ls says, "I actually just figured out Floyd plays games yesterday" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Hi, ls. Welcome." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Have you played Metamorphoses?" | ||||
| ls says, "thanks" | ||||
| ls says, "I haven't actually" | ||||
| DavidW says, "yay. Someone to help Jacqueline." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Woo" | ||||
| ls says, "I never thought about playing at the same time" | ||||
| ls asks, "was that part of the idea behind Floyd?" | ||||
| ls asks, "ohh, can we both give him commands at the same time, or would I make suggestions to you?" | ||||
| ParserGirl arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| Marvin arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, I'm not sure on the history of that, specifically, but we've been using Floyd to play IF together as a regular gaming roup since last September." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Floyd plays quite a few games. Mostly IF ones, but a few others too, like Werewolf." | ParserGirl says, "I've been looking forward to this all day!" | |||
| DavidW says, "Floyd also knows the board game Sorry." | ||||
| ls says, "ohh, cool, Werewolf as in the similar game at Guncho" | ParserGirl says, "I can't remember playing itk, but I could have at some point." | |||
| Daniel says, "I've kown about Floyd playing games for quite a while but I've actually never seen it done" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Is Werewolf on Guncho too, now? I haven't explored there recently." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "So the way it works, ls, is like this. Once we start (at the top of the hour), we restrict our chatter to the #clubfloyd channel, and just enter commands here (but don't actually talk in the room). Depending on how the game goes, we might all type commands as they strike us, or we might elect one person to type commands based on suggestions made on the channel. Depends on the game." | Jacqueline says (to PG), "Hooray! So it won't just be me playing after all. Cool." | |||
| ls says, "very cool" | Marvin asks, "What's the game?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "So, we'll get started here in about six or so minutes." | * Daniel has joined the channel. | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Metamorphoses." | ||||
| Catena arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| lpsmith arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | Marvin says, "I have no idea if I've played that or not, but if I have, I certainly didn't get very far." | |||
| lpsmith exclaims, "Metamorphoses!" | ||||
| ls asks, "is there a way to restrict my input into #clubfloyd via ifmud commands? Or are people just typing in #clubfloyd and w Floyd = etc?" | ||||
| Jacqueline hollers, "Five minutes until ClubFloyd. We'll be playing Metamorphoses, and it looks like we have enough people who either haven't played it or didn't get far." | lpsmith says, "I haven't played the most recent version, though I think the biggest changes were to the ending(s?)" | |||
| ParserGirl wants to be a butterfly. | ||||
| Marvin says, "You can talk on the channel you last used by typing ';Stuff to say'" | ||||
| DavidW says, "We use the f command to talk to Floyd, eg: f x ring" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Once you've typed #clubfloyd to designate a channel, then after that all you have to do is preface it with a semi-colon." | ||||
| ls says, "thank you" | ||||
| radix arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "You're welcome." | ls says, "Greetings" | |||
| Marvin says, "And we don't whisper commands to Floyd during Club Floyd games." | ||||
| Marvin says, "Or everyone gets mildy confused." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Right. We want everyone to be able to see the command that was given." | ||||
| ls says, "oh, that makes sense" | Jacqueline says, "Hello, ls." | |||
| lpsmith says, "I suppose Floyd could be modified to emit the command." | ||||
| Marvin says, "Yes, but then we would have to turn that off if we ever play Werewolf again." | ls says, "this will be the first time I ever play if with other people at the same time - very cool" | |||
| lpsmith says, "Yeah, it'd have to be a mode." | Nitku says, "Belated, I haven't played it before" | |||
| Marvin says, "Plus it's nice to know whose fault it is that the PC just attacked a dragon with toe-nail clippers." | Jacqueline says, "Woo" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Heehee" | ||||
| Gunther arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| maga arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | * Gunther has joined the channel. | |||
| Gunther says, "#listening-to Die Krupps, _Metalmorphosis_" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Looks like I should just be an observer for this one." | ||||
| maga says, "yeah, ditto" | ||||
| inky says, "there's #cfspoilers if you want to talk about it" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Okay, so we'll be starting now. Please restrict conversation to #ClubFloyd, thanks!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "load metamorp" | ||||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | You wake to stillness. The hammering, banging, and shouting that kept Floyd | you awake half the night are gone. The air is cold, and something Floyd | smells burnt. Your master's experiments must be finished, but with Floyd | what result? Floyd | Floyd | Something hesitates on the edge of your consciousness, the memory of Floyd | unquiet dreams... Floyd | | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Everyone with funk and fun." | ||||
| Nitku arrives, full of fun and funk. | DavidW says, "Remember to 'push space' or 'push return' as appropriate." | |||
| ParserGirl pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Then you see. You have been sent, again. The taste of ash is on your Floyd | lips, the grit in your eyes. And you blink... Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Hm, wonder if Floyd should be on cfspoilers. Would wreck my transcript formatting, though." | |||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Metamorphoses Floyd | Copyright Emily Short 2000. Floyd | First time players may wish to type ABOUT. Floyd | Release 4 / Serial number 020222 / Inform v6.15 Library 6/10 Floyd | Floyd | Bare Room Floyd | A formless place, such as you have often seen before; where dreams end Floyd | and tasks begin. The floor is uneven, cupped like the palm of your Floyd | master's hand. The walls shimmer with the artifice of your sending. Floyd | Floyd | A loose rock lies near your foot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You look as you always do; feel as ever. A bit weighted, a bit weary. Floyd | Floyd | A voice, remembered: "Find the elements. Bring them to me." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a brown dress (being worn) Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x ring" | ||||
Floyd | A plain metal band, without adornment, that you have been accustomed Floyd | to wear on your right hand. It is the only thing of value you Floyd | possess. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x workbox" | ||||
Floyd | The wooden box in which you keep small tools for your work around the Floyd | house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x dress" | ||||
Floyd | The coarse dress that you wear to do chores around the house -- and Floyd | your tasks in other realms, as well. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Marvin says (to Floyd), "x slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Tattered by too many errands of this kind. But at least they still Floyd | fit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take rock" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x stone" | ||||
Floyd | A lumpy rock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Marvin says (to Floyd), "x walls" | ||||
Floyd | The faint shimmer is fading even as you look. It is only with averted Floyd | vision, from the corners of your eyes, that you can still make out the Floyd | shapes of lines and letters. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x shapes" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x lines" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| lpsmith says (to Floyd), "read wall" | ||||
Floyd | (the walls) Floyd | They fade when you look at them straight-on. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Bare Room Floyd | A formless place, such as you have often seen before; where dreams end Floyd | and tasks begin. The floor is uneven, cupped like the palm of your Floyd | master's hand. The walls dull in your sight. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||||
Floyd | The floor is roughly hollowed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | The first step is more of the will than of the body: from here there Floyd | is only out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| lpsmith says (to Floyd), "hallow hollow" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | The proximate walls fade away, leaving you in a much larger space. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Shore of An Underground Lake Floyd | A narrow ledge of solid rock at the southern end of a great cavern. Floyd | Beyond it lies a body of water so flat, so black and tranquil, that it Floyd | might be a surface of polished obsidian. Floyd | Floyd | Embedded in the wall, a mirror reflects your movements: an odd Floyd | smoothness in the unshaped stone. Floyd | Floyd | A heavy bronze bell hangs from a stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | A flat round mirror, which reflects you dimly in its face. Around the Floyd | edge runs the series of signs that fix an earthly object in an Floyd | unearthly world: your master put this here for your return. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "water is an element, can we carry it?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "You will perhaps find this not funny, but because of what you said I read your name as canteen." | ||||
| Catena exclaims, "hee!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm not sure what we'd put the water in." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Don't twist he neck off." | ||||
| Catena asks, "workbox?" | ||||
| Marvin says (to Floyd), "open workbox" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x water" | ||||
Floyd | Preternaturally smooth and flat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Marvin says (to Floyd), "x it" | ||||
Floyd | Preternaturally smooth and flat. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to Catena), "Give it a try." | |||
| Marvin says (to Floyd), "x workbox" | ||||
Floyd | The wooden box in which you keep small tools for your work around the Floyd | house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Marvin), "Sorry" | ||||
| Marvin says (to Floyd), "look in workbox" | ||||
Floyd | In the workbox are a ball of yarn and a needle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "put water in workbox" | ||||
Floyd | You need to be holding the lake surface before you can put it into Floyd | something else. Floyd | Floyd | > | Marvin says (to ParserGirl), "No problem." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "aw." | ||||
| Marvin says (to Floyd), "take water" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "fill box with water" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to fill the workbox. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "touch lake surface" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to touch the lake surface. Floyd | Floyd | > | Marvin says, "..." | |||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "fill box" | ||||
Floyd | But there's no water here to carry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls asks, "soak up the water into the ball of yarn?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put box in lake" | ||||
Floyd | Anything you dropped in there, you would be unable to retrieve. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "touch lake surface with yarn" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to touch the lake surface. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "scoop water with box" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "unroll yarn" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "unravel yarn in water" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "drink water" | ||||
Floyd | You stoop towards the water, but you can't bring your lips to the Floyd | surface itself. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "To be fair, this is a fairly early game of Emily's, Marvin." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "She later did masterful things with fluids, as you know." | ||||
| Marvin says, "Fair enough." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Shore of An Underground Lake Floyd | A narrow ledge of solid rock at the southern end of a great cavern. Floyd | Beyond it lies a body of water so flat, so black and tranquil, that it Floyd | might be a surface of polished obsidian. Floyd | Floyd | Embedded in the wall, a mirror reflects your movements: an odd Floyd | smoothness in the unshaped stone. Floyd | Floyd | A heavy bronze bell hangs from a stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x bell" | ||||
Floyd | A very ancient bronze bell, covered with a curious pattern. It is Floyd | mounted on a stand; there is no clapper within. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x stand" | ||||
Floyd | A very ancient bronze bell, covered with a curious pattern. It is Floyd | mounted on a stand; there is no clapper within. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x pattern" | ||||
Floyd | A very ancient bronze bell, covered with a curious pattern. It is Floyd | mounted on a stand; there is no clapper within. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "ring bell" | ||||
Floyd | There is no clapper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hit bell" | ||||
Floyd | You slap ineffectually at the bell. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "hit bell with rock" | ||||
Floyd | The peal is deep and resonant; the surface of the lake stands up in Floyd | ripples; the darkness grows (if that is possible) more dark. Even Floyd | when the sound has died and the water stilled, you find yourself Floyd | waiting. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "maybe putting the bell in the workbox traps some air within" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wait" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | There is a distant splash; a long silence; a repetition. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wait" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | A dark shape distinguishes itself from the other darkness on the Floyd | water: a small gondola without passengers, a single gondolier bent at Floyd | his pole. It is progressing towards you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "Charon. S'up?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "he" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "er, heh" | ||||
| Catena says, "da dum, da dum, da dumdadumdadum" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wait" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The gondola draws up against the ledge, its flank scraping stone. The Floyd | gondolier awaits. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "I think we're supposed to collect something else than things that represent elements, maybe some particular symbols or "essence of air" or something." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x gondola" | ||||
Floyd | Black and smooth as the surface of the water itself, but ornamented Floyd | here and there with tiny gilt images -- mostly human figures, with Floyd | mute faces and outstretched hands. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x gondolier" | ||||
Floyd | Robed and hooded in heavy black cloth, the face obscured. Floyd | Floyd | The gondolier lifts his head and sighs softly. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "Because why travel to some strange dimension if you could just scoop some dirt off the ground." | |||
| Catena asks, "who has the tuppence?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heh. Good point, Nitku." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "enter gondola" | ||||
Floyd | The gondolier watches impassively as you clamber in. Floyd | Floyd | The gondolier pushes away from the ledge and propels the gondola Floyd | through the water with remarkable speed. Soon you cannot see the Floyd | walls of the cavern, only the ghostly shafts of stalactites, present Floyd | and then swiftly gone. It seems an eternity before you land again. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Well, we have that ring." | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Freeeeee riiiiiiide" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look" | ||||
Floyd | You step out onto solid ground. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | North Shore Floyd | Against the rough north wall of the cavern lies a moon-shaped landing Floyd | of white stone, with a pair of shallow steps down to the glass-black Floyd | surface of the lake. A Moorish archway leads away to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The only furniture is an ornate metal pole, branching at the top, with Floyd | dozens of bells hung from the branches. Floyd | Floyd | A gondola waits nearby, the gondolier leaning against his pole. Floyd | Floyd | The gondolier lifts his head and sighs softly. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I would suggest we save, except we're so close to the start of the game it seems perhaps not necessary." | |||
| Marvin says, "Can't hurt." | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x bells" | ||||
Floyd | Tiny silver bells, each with its tongue. Floyd | Floyd | The gondolier, apparently weary of the wait, pushes off from the ledge Floyd | and is quickly merged again with the darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | lpsmith asks, "How is Floyd doing on the crashing front?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "He hasn't crashed in ages, but of course, now that I've said that..." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x archway" | ||||
Floyd | Outlined in white stone and decorated with a geometric pattern. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x pattern" | ||||
Floyd | Predominantly made of triangular or near-triangular figures, Floyd | interlocked, and carved deeply into the stone. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "More likely one of us crashes. (heh)" | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x pattern" | ||||
Floyd | Predominantly made of triangular or near-triangular figures, Floyd | interlocked, and carved deeply into the stone. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Wait, how do I clear the save again? >CLEAR SAVE isn't it." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take bell" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline clears the save counter. | Jacqueline says, "Ah. >RESET SAVE" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | In the north wall is a closed door, covered with a silver substance. Floyd | Floyd | Fallen from one of these strands, but intact, is a large Floyd | magnifying-lens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x substance" | ||||
Floyd | Not quite shiny enough to act as a mirror. It is significantly taller Floyd | than you are, narrow, with a keyhole exactly in the middle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take lens" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x lens" | ||||
Floyd | A powerful lens about the size of your open palm, with a rim of chased Floyd | bronze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x mirrors" | ||||
Floyd | Shiny beads, shells sawn in half and jagged shards of mirror, all no Floyd | larger than your thumb, are embedded into the plaster of the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "focus light into keyhole?" | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x light" | ||||
Floyd | It's hard to tell, from here, whether you are seeing sunlight or some Floyd | other kind. You see daylight rarely in your travels; these are Floyd | isolated places, self-contained. Floyd | Floyd | But the light is too bright too look at long, whether it falls through Floyd | glass or empty air; it carries no heat. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "well, lenses work on ants..." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x keyhole" | ||||
Floyd | A modestly-sized keyhole, surrounded by an undecorated plate of silver Floyd | metal. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I think at this point, Catena, we're all trying what we want and it hasn't given us problems yet, so feel free to do what you want." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look through keyhole" | ||||
Floyd | You can see another round room, lit from above like this one, but with Floyd | a staircase leading up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "focus light on keyhole" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x crystal" | ||||
Floyd | Strings of faceted crystals, like a giantess' necklace; here and there Floyd | a large prism, pendant; shards of stained glass, linked with bits of Floyd | chain. The rainbows color your skin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x glass" | ||||
Floyd | (the magnifying glass) Floyd | A powerful lens about the size of your open palm, with a rim of chased Floyd | bronze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a rock Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a brown dress (being worn) Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put glass under light" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "turn crystals" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "attach glass to chain" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "We have the east and west, no?" | |||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "pull crystals" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x mirrors" | ||||
Floyd | Shiny beads, shells sawn in half and jagged shards of mirror, all no Floyd | larger than your thumb, are embedded into the plaster of the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x crystals" | ||||
Floyd | Strings of faceted crystals, like a giantess' necklace; here and there Floyd | a large prism, pendant; shards of stained glass, linked with bits of Floyd | chain. The rainbows color your skin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x glass" | ||||
Floyd | (the magnifying glass) Floyd | A powerful lens about the size of your open palm, with a rim of chased Floyd | bronze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look at crystals through lens" | ||||
Floyd | The glass distorts the image, but not in any interesting way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "put lens over keyhole" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "look at keyhole through lens" | ||||
Floyd | It looks much as it did before, but larger. The magnification does Floyd | not help you see any better what lies on the other side. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "put lens on keyhole" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x mouse" | ||||
Floyd | He seems peaceful and ponderous, as though enlargement has banished Floyd | all his fears and replaced them with a blissful serenity. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x elephant" | ||||
Floyd | There's a look almost beseeching in his grave eyes, as though he lived Floyd | to old age at a proper size, and then only at the end was reduced to Floyd | this sad state. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x cage" | ||||
Floyd | They look like something out of a pasha's pleasure garden: ornate in Floyd | shape and workmanship, but still strong enough to withstand Floyd | considerable battering, even though the animals inside are stuffed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Catena, we went west and are in a new room." | |||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | Made of a clear material (glass? perhaps, perhaps not), large at one Floyd | end and smaller at the other, and mounted on a sort of swivel on the Floyd | wall so that it can be turned over at will. At the moment the smaller Floyd | end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x swivel" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "turn it" | ||||
Floyd | You rotate the contraption on the wall so that the larger end is Floyd | uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "yeah, lag" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x elephant" | ||||
Floyd | There's a look almost beseeching in his grave eyes, as though he lived Floyd | to old age at a proper size, and then only at the end was reduced to Floyd | this sad state. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "put glass in hourglass" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "open cage" | Jacqueline says, "Ah - yeah, I get that a lot." | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | You put the magnifying glass into the contraption; improbably, it Floyd | squinches down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the Floyd | other end smaller than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | On close inspection, it seems that the mechanisms for opening the Floyd | cages are stuck fast; no key will ever work in them again. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the larger end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Oh wow." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Someone is whispering..." | ||||
| ls exclaims, "wtg Nitku!" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Small lens is small." | ||||
| ls says, "I wonder if we can make things larger then as well" | ||||
| Nitku says, "I don't know what that helped... but at least we can change the size of things now" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm guessing that's what the swivel is for." | ||||
| ls says, "now we just need to find a giant sized silver key" | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "get glass" | ||||
Floyd | You already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Well, there's still one more room at least." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "That's what I'm thinking, PG." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "toot toot honk honk steam engine" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | In the north wall is a closed door, covered with a silver substance. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Let's go see what else exists." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x furnace" | ||||
Floyd | A huge furnace in the shape of a dragon. The dragon's belly contains Floyd | the fire, and in this portion of the contraption is a space in which Floyd | you might put something to heat. The dragon's ear is a sort of dial; Floyd | the dragon's eye is a push-button. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "count leaves" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "honk honk steam steam dragon furnace" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "You are silly, but we love you." | ||||
| Catena says, "heh, heh, fire" | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "get leaf" | ||||
Floyd | You take one of the glass leaves, but it is so fragile that even the Floyd | slightest handling destroys it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | Elegant, bloodless, utterly inorganic. On inspection, the bark proves Floyd | to be covered with tiny, stylized incisions; the branches fork in Floyd | matched, symmetrical pairs. Floyd | Floyd | Hanging from one of the trees is an almost perfectly round apple, made Floyd | of a reddish metal. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "count leaves" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||||
Floyd | Layers on layers of fragile detritus. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x apple" | ||||
Floyd | An apple almost perfectly round, made of a ruddy metal. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x apple" | ||||
Floyd | An apple almost perfectly round, made of a ruddy metal. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to DW), "Heh. I already tried that." | |||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "get apple" | ||||
Floyd | You pluck the metal fruit from its glassy stem. It rattles a little, Floyd | as though there were something inside. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "sorry. I must'a missed it. :)" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x incisions" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "shake apple" | ||||
Floyd | It rattles musically. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I just find it funny that we both tried it, that's all. :)" | |||
| Nitku asks, "Dare we break the apple?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, that's what the save is for." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf2" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "look at apple through lens" | ||||
Floyd | The glass distorts the image, but not in any interesting way. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Go for it." | |||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "eat apple" | ||||
Floyd | That would probably be a most unrewarding experience. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "break it" | ||||
Floyd | That's unlikely to have much effect. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "bah" | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "drop apple" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "hit apple with rock" | ||||
Floyd | That's unlikely to have much effect. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "It's a metal apple, no?" | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "smash apple" | ||||
Floyd | That's unlikely to have much effect. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "oh, right" | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "get apple" | ||||
Floyd | It rattles a little, as though there were something inside. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Hm... furnace..." | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "put apple in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the round apple into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x dial" | ||||
Floyd | The dial can be set to anything from 1 to 5. It currently stands at Floyd | 3. The label under this dial reads "Change to". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x ear" | ||||
Floyd | The dial can be set to anything from 1 to 5. It currently stands at Floyd | 3. The label under this dial reads "Change to". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x button" | ||||
Floyd | The button is made of jade and is round and bright. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x eye" | ||||
Floyd | The button is made of jade and is round and bright. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "heh" | |||
| Catena says, "let's try 1 first" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm. Let's play with the - okay." | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 1" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 1. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x dial" | ||||
Floyd | The dial can be set to anything from 1 to 5. It currently stands at Floyd | 1. The label under this dial reads "Change to". Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Push the button! Go ahead! Push it! If we blow up, we can restore!" | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "press button" | ||||
Floyd | The graininess of wood covers the surface of the round apple. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "huh." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Oho." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 2" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 2. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls asks, "push it again?" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "press button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the round apple becomes quickly rough and speckled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 3" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 3. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "press button" | ||||
Floyd | The round apple grows gradually clear from the outside in, until it Floyd | can be seen through entirely. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x apple" | ||||
Floyd | A pale, iridescent red bauble, with only the faintest hint of an Floyd | indent where the stem once went. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| radix has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "look in apple" | ||||
Floyd | In the round apple is a delicate key. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look in apple" | ||||
Floyd | In the round apple is a delicate key. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Timing." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Let's see what the other setting does, first." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 4" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 4. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the round apple grows lustrous with a metallic sheen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 5" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 5. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The plump surface gives way to a satiny lushness, falling in on Floyd | itself. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x apple" | ||||
Floyd | A round pink sack. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "open sack" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "get sack" | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "tear sack" | ||||
Floyd | You can feel something hard inside, through the cloth. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "So, I'm thinking glass, then break it for the key." | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "open sack" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "right" | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x sack" | ||||
Floyd | A round pink sack. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "But I am going to eat a pancake now, and so will watch you people being destructive." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "As it is hard to type while eating a pancake." | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 3" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 3. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "look at sack through lens" | ||||
Floyd | The glass distorts the image, but not in any interesting way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "put apple in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the round apple into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The round apple grows gradually clear from the outside in, until it Floyd | can be seen through entirely. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "break apple" | ||||
Floyd | With your bare hands? That could be uncomfortable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "break apple with rock" | ||||
Floyd | You shatter the round apple into a million useless shards. In the Floyd | process, you spill out a delicate key. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls exclaims, "!" | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "get key" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x key" | ||||
Floyd | A delicate key, tinted indigo, made of glass. The teeth are quite Floyd | precisely filed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "might we want it metal, to avoid it shattering when we turn it?" | |||
| ls says, "very good idea" | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "put key in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the delicate key into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 4" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 4. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I return." | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "press button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the delicate key grows lustrous with a metallic sheen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x dial" | ||||
Floyd | The dial can be set to anything from 1 to 5. It currently stands at Floyd | 4. The label under this dial reads "Change to". Floyd | Floyd | > | ls asks, "did we try dial 5?" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to PG), "They have discovered much. Can you scroll back, or do you need a recap." | ||||
| DavidW says (to PG), "They turned the apple to glass, broke it with a rock, and got a key." | ||||
| Catena says, "yeah, it's satiny" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to ls), "We did." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Lag, yeah. Satin." | ||||
| ls says, "ahh okay, roger" | ||||
| DavidW says, "5 is cloth, basically." | ||||
| ls says, "ohh right" | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "get key" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x key" | ||||
Floyd | A delicate key of silvery metal, with precisely-cut teeth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls asks, "try it in the door now?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Just finished catching up, I" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "'m good." | ||||
| Catena says, "I think so, might be too small" | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | In the north wall is a closed door, covered with a silver substance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||||
Floyd | (with the delicate key) Floyd | The key seems as though it would go in the lock, but it is slightly Floyd | too small. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "hee" | |||
| Nitku exclaims, "To the embiggening machine!" | ||||
| Daniel says, "heh" | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the larger end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "put it in the small end?" | |||
| DavidW says, "yay 'embiggening'" | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "turn swivel" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "turn hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You rotate the contraption on the wall so that the smaller end is Floyd | uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "put key in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the delicate key into the contraption; predictably, it Floyd | squinches down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the Floyd | other end larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls exclaims, "woo!" | |||
| Taleslinger arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | In the north wall is a closed door, covered with a silver substance. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hey, Taleslinger" | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "unlock door" | ||||
Floyd | (with the delicate key) Floyd | You unlock the silvered door and push it open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | A wooden tube lies forgotten on the floor. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Hey hey. Sorry I'm late. Stupid busses." | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "ask galatea about herself" | ||||
Floyd | You can only do that to something animate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "heh" | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x statue" | ||||
Floyd | Delicately proportioned and carved of white marble, with a small, Floyd | aristocratic head and supple limbs. She is in the act of pulling up a Floyd | mantle around herself with one hand; with the other hand, she is Floyd | half-leaning on a large concave mirror. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "too early..." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x tube" | ||||
Floyd | A short wooden tube, open at each end. There seems to be a vellum Floyd | scroll tightly rolled within. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "get scroll" | ||||
Floyd | You can't manage to dislodge the vellum with your fingers: the tube is Floyd | too narrow for easy negotiation. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "embiggen?" | |||
| Alex says (to Catena), "Awwwk! Word on the street is that embiggen is a perfectly cromulent word." | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "get needle workbox" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to get the needle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl goes home. | Nitku says, "yep." | |||
| ls says, "push it through with the sewing needle perhaps" | ||||
| ParserGirl arrives, ready to play with the toys. | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "get tube" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "Can it be embiggonated?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Oh, I was beaten." | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a tube Floyd | a vellum scroll Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a magnifying glass (shrunken) Floyd | a rock Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a brown dress (being worn) Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "save" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cfzoo" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "put tube in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the tube into the contraption; predictably, it squinches down, Floyd | passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end larger Floyd | than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x tube" | ||||
Floyd | A tube made of wood, but now more like a length of pipe. There seems Floyd | to be a vellum scroll tightly rolled within. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "get scroll from tube" | ||||
Floyd | Removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena exclaims, "yay!" | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "read scroll" | ||||
Floyd | A single sheet torn from a much larger volume. Front and back are Floyd | covered with diagrams of optical devices: silvered mirrors both flat Floyd | and concave; a convex lens; a round ball of glass. Lines represent Floyd | the passage of light, bounced or bent. Your master has just such Floyd | papers at home, marked with the emblem of the Society of the Lynx. Floyd | Floyd | Considerable text accompanies these drawings, but since it is neither Floyd | in Latin nor the vernacular, you cannot guess the sense of it. There Floyd | is, however, a marginal note, in red letters, that appears to be in Floyd | Latin. This is in a crabbed hand and too small to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "yay" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "You'll make them big you'll make them small Embiggenator's good for all." | ||||
| ls says, "I'm guessing the round ball of glass is the yarn turned into glass" | ||||
| maga says, "I prefer 'biggerer'" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put lens on scroll" | ||||
Floyd | Putting things on the vellum scroll would achieve nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "read latin with lens" | ||||
Floyd | (in the contraption) Floyd | You discover nothing of interest in the contraption. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "look at note through glass" | ||||
Floyd | With the aid of the magnifying glass, you're able to make out what is Floyd | written: Floyd | Floyd | Front and back are covered with diagrams of optical devices: silvered Floyd | mirrors both flat and concave; a convex lens; a round ball of glass. Floyd | Lines represent the passage of light, bounced or bent. Your master Floyd | has just such papers at home, marked with the emblem of the Society of Floyd | the Lynx. Floyd | Floyd | Considerable text accompanies these drawings, but since it is neither Floyd | in Latin nor the vernacular, you cannot guess the sense of it. There Floyd | is, however, a marginal note, in red letters, that appears to be in Floyd | Latin: Floyd | Floyd | Beyond the four elements there is a fifth; as the others are to the Floyd | body so is the fifth to the soul. Possessing it, one is set free. Floyd | The paths of light lie open, the swiftness of thought, the bending, Floyd | the division, and the reflection. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "(and I biggered my money, which everyone needs)" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Well done, Catena." | ||||
| Catena says, "thanks. Since we know the Fifth Element is love, all we need now is to find Milla Jovovich." | ||||
| Nitku asks, "Where's Bruce Willis when you need him?" | ||||
| ls says, "hehe" | ||||
| Catena says, "we are bruce willis, in a ratty dress" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a vellum scroll Floyd | a tube (enlarged) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a magnifying glass (shrunken) Floyd | a rock Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a brown dress (being worn) Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "Hm, I wonder if one of the metamorphoses is of the PC through love" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls says, "afk - brb" | |||
| Catena says, "or at least a better outfit" | ||||
| maga says, "first you must find the Enlovenator" | ||||
| Catena exclaims, "lol!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to maga), "Heehee." | ||||
| Catena says, "paging South Park's Chef..." | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "take elephaNT" | ||||
Floyd | The filigreed cages aren't open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "lift cage" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to lift the filigreed cages with? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take cage" | ||||
Floyd | They're hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x cage" | ||||
Floyd | They look like something out of a pasha's pleasure garden: ornate in Floyd | shape and workmanship, but still strong enough to withstand Floyd | considerable battering, even though the animals inside are stuffed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x lock" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||||
Floyd | There have been other worlds in your experience that a few well-placed Floyd | words could bend or change. But this place seems not responsive to Floyd | such control. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "open cage" | ||||
Floyd | On close inspection, it seems that the mechanisms for opening the Floyd | cages are stuck fast; no key will ever work in them again. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "want to try out the hub room again?" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "open cage" | ||||
Floyd | On close inspection, it seems that the mechanisms for opening the Floyd | cages are stuck fast; no key will ever work in them again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x mechanism" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "pet elephant" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "destroy everything in sight" | ||||
Floyd | You can't use multiple objects with that verb. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh." | |||
| Catena says, "heh" | ||||
| Jacqueline sips some more lavender coffee and considers her next move. | ||||
| DavidW asks, "lavender?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push cage" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Yeah. maga made lavender coffee this morning." | |||
| Daniel asks, "what does that taste like?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "It's not something I'd want every morning, but it's rather lovely." | ||||
| Catena says, "let's go exploring the many exits" | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "e" | DavidW says, "I believe these cages are just background scenery. To hint at the big/small concept." | |||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "I wonder how they managed to fit the elephant in the Embigulator." | |||
| Taleslinger says, "take it to #tea, we've got work to do" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "It's more of a scent than a taste. Similar to how you smell spruce but don't necessarily taste it when you drink spruce tip beer." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Taleslinger), "Good point." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Everything fits in the embiggenator." | ||||
| Catena says, "You have: no tea" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Except, y'know, #coffee." | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "I was just teasing." | |||
| DavidW says, "I fondly remember one game where I desmallified a dragon. Much fun." | ||||
| ParserGirl asks, "Have we been to any room beyond this point?" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "x statue" | ||||
Floyd | Delicately proportioned and carved of white marble, with a small, Floyd | aristocratic head and supple limbs. She is in the act of pulling up a Floyd | mantle around herself with one hand; with the other hand, she is Floyd | half-leaning on a large concave mirror. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x mantle" | ||||
Floyd | It drapes around the lower half of her body and puddles at her feet; Floyd | with her left hand she is raising it to her shoulder, but at the Floyd | moment it leaves her upper torso bare. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | A sunken round mirror, which reflects (but upside down and changed) Floyd | yourself, and your possessions, and all the rest of the room. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Scandal." | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "touch boobs" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "You are SUCH a prude, ParserGirl." | |||
| Jacqueline smiles. | ||||
| Taleslinger asks, "Hey, who betatested this?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "And you are SUCH a pervert, Taleslinger." | ||||
| Jacqueline smiles. | ||||
| ParserGirl snickers. | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Aw, damn. I made myself want a candy bar." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "No, I don't think we've gone beyond here." | ||||
| Taleslinger blushes. | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "And you're right, we should explore." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch mirror" | ||||
Floyd | You reach out and touch the mirror, and your strange double returns Floyd | the gesture. Your fingers feel numb and cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "She's not that well endowed judging by the game's response" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "touch torso" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "x paintings" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the New World, the native village, the ocean, the Floyd | trade ships, the wrecks or the pirate ships? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "x new world" | ||||
Floyd | A thin strip of coastline on the horizon, showing a dense growth of
Floyd | strange trees, and in a few places mountains rising out of the
Floyd | surrounding land. A single plume of smoke rises from this shore, as
Floyd | though to indicate that the land is inhabited, though only just.
Floyd |
Floyd | Some of the picture is too tiny for you to make out with the naked
Floyd | eye.
Floyd |
Floyd | ("I don't know what you may find -- you'll have to look closely at
Floyd | everything...")
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| Catena says, "wow. And water, one of our elements" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look at new world through lens" | ||||
Floyd | Closer inspection shows a mad variety there: native people standing Floyd | under the trees, as naked and innocent as Adam and Eve; an abundance Floyd | of unfamiliar fruits and crops growing, half-tended, in the shadow of Floyd | the primeval trees; precious minerals and clusters of gems lying on Floyd | the surface of the ground, ready for the taking. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x native village" | ||||
Floyd | Too small for you to see without help. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "exploit new world" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look at native village through lens" | ||||
Floyd | The village, with its small houses arranged in a circle around a Floyd | central fire, the outlying fields of crops, the peculiarly populous Floyd | forests, all are done in a style familiar from etchings. Stilted Floyd | figures holding fruits and grains look out, solemnly smiling, Floyd | advertising the carefree richness in which they live. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look at ocean through lens" | ||||
Floyd | The image swims before you, and you see down, under the surface, to Floyd | the depths where the tentacled creatures live among the bones of Floyd | sailors and the wrecks of ships. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "take gems" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Aww man Cthulhu going insane now" | |||
| Jacqueline gives the 2008 Christopher Columbus award to Jason Catena. | ||||
| Catena bows | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look at wrecks through lens" | ||||
Floyd | You search the faces of the dead minutely, but do not see the one you Floyd | know. Perhaps he has already gone to coral and bone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl Oh wow. | Jacqueline says, "Hm." | |||
| Taleslinger asks, "Does this game make some sense when you know the beginning?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look at trade ships through lens" | ||||
Floyd | They struggle, deeply loaded, against an angry sea. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "so she's a widow" | |||
| DavidW says, "There's lots and lots of detail in these paintings." | ||||
| Ellison arrives, full of fun and funk. | Jacqueline says, "Maybe we already got enlovenated." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look at ships through lens" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the trade ships, the wrecks or the pirate ships? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "pirate" | ||||
Floyd | You find yourself staring into the swarthy face of a Spanish Floyd | buccaneer. He has a thick black growth of beard, and a monkey clings Floyd | to his shoulder. Floyd | Floyd | (Time here does not correspond to time outside; you have all the Floyd | leisure you like to look at the strange world.) Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Hm. Interesting parenthetical commentary - does that deter from the game or add to it, in others' opinions?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Taleslinger), "We are the female servant of someone who wants us to gather 'elements'." | ||||
| maga says, "yarr" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look at monkey through lens" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look at pirate through lens" | ||||
Floyd | You find yourself staring into the swarthy face of a Spanish Floyd | buccaneer. He has a thick black growth of beard, and a monkey clings Floyd | to his shoulder. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gunther has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | Catena says, "I put stuff like that in "hint" or "sidenote" properties for special out-of-world commands" | |||
| Taleslinger says, "Maybe it's supposed to be 'in-game'" | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "look at trade ships through lens" | ||||
Floyd | They struggle, deeply loaded, against an angry sea. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel says, "it's nice to know there aren't any fused daemons running around" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "You mean, you put it in meta-game menus, rather than in the game like this." | ||||
| ls says, "back - will be reading up to catch up" | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "look at monkey through lens" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x stairs" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "via the extension I really should publish. It's actually distributed in commands, like >HINT or >SIDENOTE. In IF7 I don't use menus. But this is really for #craft..." | |||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x creatures through lens" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "pray" | ||||
Floyd | Silence. Whether you are heard or not is another question. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "down" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x pulley" | ||||
Floyd | A mossy chain hangs from the pulley: one side descends into the water Floyd | below, while the other ends in a hook just at a reachable level. Floyd | There is currently nothing on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x hook" | ||||
Floyd | A mossy chain hangs from the pulley: one side descends into the water Floyd | below, while the other ends in a hook just at a reachable level. Floyd | There is currently nothing on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "get hooked" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "use the toolbox?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Interesting. I was just curious." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "It would be a good place to put a bucket if we had one." | ||||
| Catena says, "there might be a bucket in another room, or the statue's head could be hollow" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "grab hook" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | The only exit is the spiral stair, by which you can emerge from the Floyd | cistern. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to Catena), "I'd thought of A, but would never have ever considered B." | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "swim" | ||||
Floyd | There's no place to swim, even if you knew how. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "Shall we try some more rooms?" | |||
| Jacqueline nods. | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "east" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "how about C, hold the statue's hollow head with a net of yarn? ;)" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "east" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | On the curving walls are painted the village and the nearby Floyd | countryside; beyond those are impossibly distant places (labelled for Floyd | your better instruction): Paris, spired and shimmering; southward Floyd | Rome; a misty London in the north. Floyd | Floyd | The floor is paved with large stones, and one of these is partly Floyd | budged from its position. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x stone" | ||||
Floyd | (the large paving stone) Floyd | About two feet on a side and many inches thick: it is hard to guess Floyd | what force might have budged it in the first place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x paris" | ||||
Floyd | Paris, narrow streets with narrow houses crowded; the Seine, and the Floyd | Pont Neuf; trees in the preserve of the King. There's a great deal of Floyd | detail that you can't quite make out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look at paris through lens" | ||||
Floyd | Paris, narrow streets with narrow houses crowded; the Seine, and the Floyd | Pont Neuf; trees in the preserve of the King. In the windows of the Floyd | palaces, fine ladies stand looking out, gowned in extravagant fashion, Floyd | breaking their fathers and husbands. Floyd | Floyd | In the dungeons prisoners twist and burn. Beads of sweat run down Floyd | their faces. Their eyes are full of the fever of hell. Notre-Dame Floyd | sings, aspiring to God. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "eek, make sure it doesn't crash" | |||
| maga asks, "where's the cheese, dammit?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Like I said, this is one of her earlier games, maga." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "If I find any cheese I'm turning it to silk." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look at london through lens" | ||||
Floyd | The magnifying glass shows you details you'd missed before. You see Floyd | the criers in the streets, selling horses and books, toys and flowers, Floyd | bread and fruit, their mouths open silently. Floyd | Floyd | You see the theaters, crowded with spectators; the stage, and the Floyd | actors on it; their false swordplay and their disguising beards. The Floyd | breast of one has come askew, since God did not give it to him to be a Floyd | woman by nature. Floyd | Floyd | You see the diviner, peering into a glass where demons teem. Floyd | Floyd | And at the very center stands the Queen, great woman in a little Floyd | world. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Hey, Paris! We could make a streetmap. Oh, wrong game." | |||
| DavidW says, "I think the cheese is between the mountains, in the Pass De Resistance." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look at rome through lens" | ||||
Floyd | You squint at the image of Rome through the glass, and it unfolds Floyd | before you: Floyd | Floyd | There is the Tiber, winding, and every bridge that crosses it, and Floyd | every peddler selling trinkets on those bridges. The birds that flew Floyd | in augury, circling still on the hills. The beasts of burden, laden Floyd | with food from the fields... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take stone" | ||||
Floyd | (the large paving stone) Floyd | It's much too big to lift. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "move stone" | ||||
Floyd | (the large paving stone) Floyd | You lack the strength to move it with your bare hands. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I believe Emily considered another update where the machine had a sixth setting to turn things into cheese, but she was bogged down with design decisions on precisely what *sort* of cheese, and it just never happened." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look under stone" | ||||
Floyd | (the large paving stone) Floyd | All you can tell is that there is some considerable space beneath the Floyd | stone. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Also, I am making that up." | |||
| ParserGirl turns Jacqueline into provolone. | Taleslinger says, "Yeah, it sounded cheesy," | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "feel under stone" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh dear." | |||
| Catena says, "moon cheese from A Grand Day Out" | ||||
| olethros arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | Jacqueline asks, "Hm. Have we found something to use as a possible pry bar?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Just the tube, maybe" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "But I think it's glass" | ||||
| Catena says, "wood for now, maybe turn it to stone" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | On the curving walls are painted the village and the nearby Floyd | countryside; beyond those are impossibly distant places (labelled for Floyd | your better instruction): Paris, spired and shimmering; southward Floyd | Rome; a misty London in the north. Floyd | Floyd | The floor is paved with large stones, and one of these is partly Floyd | budged from its position. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Here's where I want to hint, but perhaps you guys don't need the hint." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Shhh, you." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Stairs lead up, and doorways open south, east and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Oh, except for north" | |||
| Daniel says (to DW), "it's been a while since I played this game but I suddenly remembered this bit and had the same urge" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x statue" | ||||
Floyd | Naked except for the sandals laced around his ankles, carrying in one Floyd | hand a sturdy key. His face is more vigorous than beautiful; his hair Floyd | is arranged around his head in a disorderly array of curls. He is Floyd | looking up from under a strong brow, his gaze bent on something above Floyd | you. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Um. Rumbling, eh?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look up" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to look. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "quakes in the earth room" | |||
| andyf arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Up there, cogs and wheels are moving at great speed. You don't dare Floyd | try to climb up. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "It's from the enrumblenator" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x key" | ||||
Floyd | (the delicate key) Floyd | A delicate key of silvery metal, with precisely-cut teeth. Floyd | Floyd | At the moment, the delicate key is a somewhat enlarged version of Floyd | itself. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x statue's key" | ||||
Floyd | A sturdy key of golden metal, with precisely-cut teeth. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take statue" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | * andyf has joined the channel. | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take statue's key" | ||||
Floyd | You reach to take the key, but it sears you: you aren't ready for it Floyd | yet. There are other things you must do. You draw back, faintly Floyd | shamed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "SHAMED" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Wow. Harsh." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x gears" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x bow" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Oh, it was a brow." | |||
| ParserGirl says, "My brow is at the ready, sir!" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "So I guess we could convert the tube." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "So, we need an oven mitt to take the key." | ||||
| Nitku exclaims, "You have my sword. - And my brow!" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to Nitku), "Thank you, Legolas, for that horrible play on words." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | (from Taleslinger) Nitku brows. | |||
| Jacqueline has left the channel. | ||||
| DavidW says, "Don't make us browbeat you." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x furnace" | ||||
Floyd | A huge furnace in the shape of a dragon. The dragon's belly contains Floyd | the fire, and in this portion of the contraption is a space in which Floyd | you might put something to heat. The dragon's ear is a sort of dial; Floyd | the dragon's eye is a push-button. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline has REALLY left the channel. | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put tube in dragon" | ||||
Floyd | You put the tube into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I wasn't around for the dial turning. I don't know what setting is metal." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x dial" | ||||
Floyd | The dial can be set to anything from 1 to 5. It currently stands at Floyd | 4. The label under this dial reads "Change to". Floyd | Floyd | > | ls says, "just caught up" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Um, one sec. I'll go look." | ||||
| ls says, "I think 4 is" | ||||
| DavidW says, "1 = wood, 2 = stone, 3 = glass, 4 = metal, 5 = cloth" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the tube grows lustrous with a metallic sheen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take tube" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Four" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | On the curving walls are painted the village and the nearby Floyd | countryside; beyond those are impossibly distant places (labelled for Floyd | your better instruction): Paris, spired and shimmering; southward Floyd | Rome; a misty London in the north. Floyd | Floyd | The floor is paved with large stones, and one of these is partly Floyd | budged from its position. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh. Thanks, David." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "pry stone with tube" | ||||
Floyd | (the large paving stone with the tube) Floyd | The tube is too small to do that task effectively. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "oho" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put tube in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the tube into the contraption; predictably, it squinches down, Floyd | passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end larger Floyd | than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | On the curving walls are painted the village and the nearby Floyd | countryside; beyond those are impossibly distant places (labelled for Floyd | your better instruction): Paris, spired and shimmering; southward Floyd | Rome; a misty London in the north. Floyd | Floyd | The floor is paved with large stones, and one of these is partly Floyd | budged from its position. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "At least, I think 2 is stone. The description only said 'rough and pebbly' for the change to the apple's surface." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "pry stone with tube" | ||||
Floyd | (the large paving stone with the tube) Floyd | You manage to pry up the stone, exposing a ladder down into the gap Floyd | beneath. Floyd | Floyd | If only your master were here to observe that bit of cleverness. He Floyd | never asks how you achieve your ends. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Brilliant." | |||
| ls exclaims, "!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well done." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Hollow of Unbroken Darkness Floyd | No light penetrates the sullen air; if you did not keep your hand on Floyd | it, even the ladder upward would soon be lost to you. It is only by Floyd | touch that you are able to discern what surrounds you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "smell" | ||||
Floyd | It smells rich and damp, like freshly turned earth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | It seems you hear a whisper, reverberant: Keep looking. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "Nice improvised browbar ... ... I'll stop now." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You can see nothing in this inky blear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Anything you do, you will have to do by touch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch wall" | ||||
Floyd | (the walls) Floyd | You detect nothing extraordinary. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x grue" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "Do we have a light source?" | |||
| Catena says, "whew" | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "touch ladder" | ||||
Floyd | It feels reassuringly solid. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to PG), "No." | |||
| DavidW asks, "Did you notice the odd name to this room?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "L" | ||||
Floyd | Anything you do, you will have to do by touch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls asks, "might the key above be hot enough to emit light?" | |||
| Catena says, "light will just get sucked up" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "BREAK DARNKESS" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger asks, "Maybe we need to get around by touch?" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "touch myself" | ||||
Floyd | Substantial as ever. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||||
Floyd | You can see nothing in this inky blear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | You jump a few times. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "touch floor" | ||||
Floyd | Your hand closes around something cubical, lying in the center of the Floyd | floor. Floyd | | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "touch floor" | ||||
Floyd | And you're back in that place, where he sent you the first time.
Floyd | Groping hand and foot in a stifling blackness, no light anywhere. ("I
Floyd | can't promise you help, but remember: rely on your wits. And whatever
Floyd | you do, keep looking.")
Floyd |
Floyd | Whispering it to yourself in the close corridors, hearing the
Floyd | corridors whisper it back again. Keep looking.
Floyd |
Floyd | And so you crawl on, sometimes falling unexpectedly, sometimes getting
Floyd | stuck; sometimes finding yourself far down a passage without outlet,
Floyd | having to crawl backwards again, start over.
Floyd |
Floyd | Even when you find what you seek -- a deep pool of matter in its
Floyd | rawness, chaos without shape -- you must make your way back again.
Floyd | There's no time here, no orientation, no measure. Only blind
Floyd | persistence can ever bring you home.
Floyd |
| ParserGirl says, "yay" | |||
| Catena says, "heh" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch pool" | ||||
Floyd | Then the darkness is just darkness again. Floyd | Floyd | (You grasp at air, startled. It's gone -- not in your hands after all Floyd | -- unless...? Floyd | Floyd | Something has changed. Something has certainly changed. But the Floyd | possession is not of a physical sort.) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You can see nothing in this inky blear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "feel me" | ||||
Floyd | Your body is still present. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls asks, "the fifth element!?" | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "pray" | ||||
Floyd | Silence. Whether you are heard or not is another question. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch floor" | ||||
Floyd | You feel along the roughness of the walls, but can make out no Floyd | particular features. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x antennae" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | The overwhelming darkness parts, and you emerge again into the Floyd | ordinary air... Floyd | Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | On the curving walls are painted the village and the nearby Floyd | countryside; beyond those are impossibly distant places (labelled for Floyd | your better instruction): Paris, spired and shimmering; southward Floyd | Rome; a misty London in the north. Floyd | Floyd | One of the large paving stones has been removed from its position, and Floyd | a ladder descends into the dark gap beneath. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a vellum scroll Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a magnifying glass (shrunken) Floyd | a rock Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a brown dress (being worn) Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The room was called 'Hollow of Unbroken Darkness'. I thought that significant." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | Some essential restlessness is gone from you; you tremble less than Floyd | you used to; your hand, relaxed, remains still. Floyd | Floyd | An upright triangle scars the back of your left hand, the symbol of Floyd | earth. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "oooh" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "ohO" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Huh" | ||||
| ls says, "woo" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Now we need to find the naval piercing of wind." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "HA" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm, so I'm thinking that bit is complete." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I wonder if we are unshamed enough for the sturdy key." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | The door opens west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Let's go see." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "so we change with each element, so we should probably dive into the water (maybe after counterweighting the chain)" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take sturdy key" | ||||
Floyd | You reach to take the key, but it sears you: you aren't ready for it Floyd | yet. There are other things you must do. You draw back, faintly Floyd | shamed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "SHAME" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "SAME SHAME" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Oh wait, there are doors here" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh, gosh. So there are." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "See? Piercing of light." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh wait." | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "expand staircase" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put lens in light" | ||||
Floyd | It's too small to stay positioned in the slot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Feathered Blonde Highlights" | |||
| Catena exclaims, "embiggen!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Catena), "Hm. Yeah, possibly." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | The staircase is not extended. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x staircase" | ||||
Floyd | The staircase is currently folded down, but there appears to be Floyd | machinery for raising it. The accessible parts of this consist of a Floyd | boiler full of water, an open oven beneath, and a brass button. Floyd | Floyd | There is a slot in the side of the oven, of a shape to hold a circular Floyd | object perhaps the size of your palm. Through this open space a beam Floyd | of very bright light falls obliquely into the oven itself. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "You guys ensmallified the lens earlier, if I recall properly." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Yep." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Who wants to drive that?" | ||||
| ls says, "yeap, looks like embiggen" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "I can." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "burn a second tattoo on another hand or foot" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Oops - okay." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Go, PeeGee." | |||
| ParserGirl says, "screech" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "lens in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put lens in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the magnifying glass into the contraption; predictably, it Floyd | squinches down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the Floyd | other end larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,u,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put lens in slot" | ||||
Floyd | The magnifying glass slides into the slot with a satisfying click, Floyd | bringing the light into sharp focus inside the oven. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look in oven" | ||||
Floyd | The oven is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x oven" | ||||
Floyd | The oven is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "burn, baby, burn" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x boiler" | ||||
Floyd | The oven is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x water" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | There's a clicking noise, but nothing happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "staircase" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x staircase" | ||||
Floyd | The staircase is currently folded down, but there appears to be Floyd | machinery for raising it. The accessible parts of this consist of a Floyd | boiler full of water, an open oven beneath, and a brass button. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted in a special slot in the side of the oven is a large Floyd | magnifying glass, which focuses the light from above into a single Floyd | blazing point inside the oven itself. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "put hand in oven?" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Catena), "No." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x boiler" | ||||
Floyd | The oven is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x press button" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "oh, okay" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "I mean, unless you're into that sort of thing." | ||||
| Catena says, "heh" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "We've already got one scar." | ||||
| ls asks, "put something in there to catch fire from the focused light?" | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "k button" | ||||
Floyd | [k -> attack] Floyd | Unlikely that would achieve anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put yarn in oven" | ||||
Floyd | You need to be holding the ball of yarn before you can put it into Floyd | something else. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Yeah." | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x button" | ||||
Floyd | It is a fairly ordinary-seeming button. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take yarn" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put yarn in oven" | ||||
Floyd | The ball of yarn catches fire at once, but burns down to non-existence Floyd | before the water in the boiler can be much affected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh. I was going to try our dress." | |||
| andyf has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ParserGirl says, "Scandal, but ok." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "remove dress" | Jacqueline says, "heh" | |||
Floyd | You are now unclad. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "we need, like, coal or wood" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put dress in oven" | ||||
Floyd | The brown dress catches fire at once, but burns down to non-existence Floyd | before the water in the boiler can be much affected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ls says, "make dress into wood" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "That's a good idea." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear dress" | ||||
Floyd | You slip the rough cloth back over your head. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,d,s,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Yeah, we can make anything wood. What do we want to sacrifice?" | |||
| DavidW says, "Scandal, ha. There's that one statue wearing nothing but sandals, as I well remember." | ||||
| ParserGirl asks, "Shoes? Yarn?" | ||||
| Catena asks, "why sandals?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a vellum scroll Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a rock Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a needle Floyd | a brown dress (being worn) Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "something big" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe enlarge the rock and then make it wood." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Or a key we don't need anymore." | ||||
| Catena says, "I'd go for dress, there's no-one else around, and when we dive in the water a dress will just weigh us down" | ||||
| ls says (to Catena), "good point" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "A wooden dress might be hard to fit in the oven, though." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take dress" | ||||
Floyd | You already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "remove dress" | ||||
Floyd | You are now unclad. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put dress in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the brown dress into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "change dial to three" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| arserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 3" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 3. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl presses the large red button on the FREE DONUTS machine. Within seconds, the room is flooded with a thousand tiny, happy donuts, running about your feet in an exuberant dance of freedom. They then disappear as quickly as they had arrived. | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the gown grows together into a single clear mass. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 2" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 2. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the fabric takes on the texture of freshly quarried Floyd | stone. Floyd | Floyd | > | (from DavidW) Gondolier says, "I'm 'no one', am I?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 1" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 1. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the dress takes on the texture of driftwood. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take dress" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x dress" | ||||
Floyd | An effigy of your dress, executed in wood, with a fine detailing of Floyd | folds and hems and even the grain of the original cloth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,n,u,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Damn, Perry, too." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put dress in oven" | ||||
Floyd | Under the bright spot of the magnifying glass, the wood dress begins Floyd | to smolder and then to burn. After a few minutes, the water boils. Floyd | There is a hiss and clank from within the machine, and the button in Floyd | front begins to glow. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "well, when has Charon ever got any?" | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "But all you did was change the dress to wood?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Yeah." | ||||
| ParserGirl asks, "Undo, or good to continue?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Guess I won't worry about the transcript gap, then. Just continue." | ||||
| ls says, "I think we're good unless we have to walk into a fridge next or something" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | Ow! You burn your finger! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button with tube" | ||||
Floyd | Unfortunately, the tube is too large to be useful. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hit button with tube" | ||||
Floyd | Unlikely that would achieve anything. Floyd | Floyd | The steam is recondensing in the boiler. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "My computer is sort of doing this weird freeze-up, then let go thing. If it continues I may ask you guys to pause while I reboot." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "belittle" | |||
| ls says (to Floyd), "push button with rock" | ||||
Floyd | Unfortunately, the rock is too thick for the task. Floyd | Floyd | The steam is recondensing in the boiler. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button with needle" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the needle) Floyd | Unfortunately, the needle is too small to be useful. Floyd | Floyd | The steam is recondensing in the boiler. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "kick button" | ||||
Floyd | It would help if the object in question were on the ground. Floyd | Floyd | The steam is recondensing in the boiler. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls asks, "make one smaller or bigger?" | |||
| Jacqueline arrives, ready to play with the toys. | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "tube I think" | |||
| ***** Suffice it to say, I did have to reboot, | ||||
| ***** and we lost just a tiny bit of the transcript, | ||||
| ***** but nothing of any real substance. | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Okay, thanks. Please continue." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,d,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You rotate the contraption on the wall so that the larger end is Floyd | uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put tube in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the tube into the contraption; predictably, it squinches down, Floyd | passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end smaller Floyd | than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Did we lose anything of substance in the transcript that you guys can see, and, if so, could someone just scroll over what was missed and e-mail it to me? No need to edit it for other channels unless there's something in there you don't want me to see." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put tube in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the tube into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "get tube" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put rock in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the rock into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | Bark grows over the surface of the lump, ending as a rough burl. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take rock" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "get burl" | Jacqueline says, "I guess by everyone's silence I will take that as a no." | |||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the larger end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Sorry, driving" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You rotate the contraption on the wall so that the smaller end is Floyd | uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put burl in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the rough burl into the contraption; predictably, it squinches Floyd | down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end Floyd | larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a rough burl (enlarged; originally a rock) Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a vellum scroll Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a needle Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, that's good. You shouldn't multitask while driving. It's dangerous." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "f,u,w" | ||||
Floyd | You seem to want to talk to someone, but I can't see whom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n,u,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put burl in oven" | ||||
Floyd | Under the bright spot of the magnifying glass, the rough burl begins Floyd | to smolder and then to burn. After a few minutes, the water boils. Floyd | There is a hiss and clank from within the machine, and the button in Floyd | front begins to glow. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "WOO" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button with tube" | ||||
Floyd | Unfortunately, the tube is too small to be useful. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | You can't help hesitating; is that really necessary? Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "oh." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf5" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says (to Jacqueline), "The button gets super hot" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | Grimly you hold your finger to the button long enough for the catch to Floyd | engage. The staircase expands upward from the ground, connecting with Floyd | the ceiling with an audible click and locking into place. There's a Floyd | brief decompressive hiss. Floyd | Floyd | Absently you touch the burn with your tongue. Your experience is that Floyd | such things take some time to heal, even when you have returned to the Floyd | sensible world. Floyd | Floyd | The priest touching your elbow after church. "Are you well? You Floyd | look--" Floyd | Floyd | "My master is teaching me many things." Floyd | Floyd | Gravely: "Nothing you shouldn't learn, I hope. He has strange ideas, Floyd | especially of what it is right to teach to a female..." Then as you Floyd | turned away: "Come speak to me later." Floyd | Floyd | But you didn't. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Damn" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Guess we just needed to get the nerve up." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "We could restore and enbiggenate the tube then try again like you were trying." | ||||
| Catena says, "good, our second scar" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Except maybe we're supposed to get burnt, given the cut scene." | ||||
| ls exclaims (at Cantena), "ahha!" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Jacqueline,), "No, you accomplished it." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Also, yay!" | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | Some essential restlessness is gone from you; you tremble less than Floyd | you used to; your hand, relaxed, remains still. Floyd | Floyd | An upright triangle scars the back of your left hand, the symbol of Floyd | earth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | High Room Floyd | All the time that you were climbing the stairs, you could barely look Floyd | forward, so overwhelming was the light that came from this room; but Floyd | now that you have arrived, you see that it too is lit from somewhere Floyd | further on and far away. Floyd | Floyd | A flawless metal tetrahedron lies nearby. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "x finger" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "oh gawd it burnt right off" | |||
| Jacqueline | An upright triangle scars the back of your left hand, the symbol of earth. Oh, and you are lacking a fingerprint on one digit. | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to PG), "Heehee" | ||||
| ls says, "heh" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x tetrahedron" | ||||
Floyd | A four-sided solid figure with triangular faces, made of a coppery Floyd | metal. On the faces are inscribed all sorts of interlocked and Floyd | writhing figures, of salamanders, and a phoenix in flight. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "haha" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "shake tetrahedron" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing much results of this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | You reach for the tetrahedron. Floyd | | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | Flame licks over you, so fierce it seems you must die.
Floyd |
Floyd | ("Purification of the spirit," he mutters in your ear. "You'll
Floyd | survive. You'll survive." And of course you do; you always survive.)
Floyd |
Floyd | When you get up again, autumn has arrived. Your legs are weaker than
Floyd | you remember. Your breath catches when you try to run. But you're
Floyd | able to undertake his other errands, in unworldly places.
Floyd |
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| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||||
Floyd | You open your eyes, your head still feeling feverish, but your body Floyd | light. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | High Room Floyd | All the time that you were climbing the stairs, you could barely look Floyd | forward, so overwhelming was the light that came from this room; but Floyd | now that you have arrived, you see that it too is lit from somewhere Floyd | further on and far away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | To physical appearances not much different than before, but changed Floyd | inside. Grief and anger, weariness and fury are at war in you. Floyd | Floyd | Across the back of your left hand are scarred the symbols of fire and Floyd | earth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls exclaims, "woot!" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a vellum scroll Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a needle Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "My." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, woo." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put yarn in workbox" | ||||
Floyd | You put the ball of yarn into the workbox. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Well, there's still east east of the furnace room to explore" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d,e,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Brass Menagerie Floyd | A long, low room, naturally lit by small windows just beneath the Floyd | ceiling. Down the center of the room runs a series of pedestals, and Floyd | on each pedestal stands an automated creature of some sort -- a great Floyd | clockwork bird; a chorus of glass frogs; a pair of human dancers Floyd | eternally whirling on the cogged floor of their tiny ballroom. Floyd | Floyd | Beside the door, and running down into the rock of the floor, is an Floyd | enormous crank of Damascus steel. Floyd | Floyd | On the wall there is an adjustable lever. Floyd | Floyd | From the ceiling high above the second pedestal hangs a wooden Floyd | octahedron. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "More zoo, apparently." | |||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "x octahedron" | ||||
Floyd | Burnt into the surface of the wood is an intricate design of herons Floyd | and owls, goshawks, peacocks, sparrows, doves, every species of bird; Floyd | bees; butterflies; the airy drift of clouds, and the shaft of the sun. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "air" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x crank" | ||||
Floyd | The crank is two handspans long, attached to a long shaft which runs Floyd | through a sort of socket into the floor. The entire mechanism has Floyd | been thoroughly greased. Floyd | Floyd | > | ls says, "we forgot to get our lens back" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh, so we did." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm really glad we're playing this, and that so many of you haven't played it before and are playing with me. Just thought I'd say that. I wasn't sure anyone would play this one; given its popularity, I thought most would have played it already. So, thanks." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take lens" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Brass Menagerie Floyd | A long, low room, naturally lit by small windows just beneath the Floyd | ceiling. Down the center of the room runs a series of pedestals, and Floyd | on each pedestal stands an automated creature of some sort -- a great Floyd | clockwork bird; a chorus of glass frogs; a pair of human dancers Floyd | eternally whirling on the cogged floor of their tiny ballroom. Floyd | Floyd | Beside the door, and running down into the rock of the floor, is an Floyd | enormous crank of Damascus steel. Floyd | Floyd | On the wall there is an adjustable lever. Floyd | Floyd | From the ceiling high above the second pedestal hangs a wooden Floyd | octahedron. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x dancers" | ||||
Floyd | The dancers are especially fine. Their costume replicates an English Floyd | mode of perhaps fifty years ago: the lady wears a skirt of beaten Floyd | copper, pierced in designs, and around the gentleman's neck is a ruff Floyd | of folded silver. Floyd | Floyd | The effect of their hands and faces is less happy: all their skin is Floyd | carved ivory, so that they look drawn, and even paler than ordinary Floyd | English folk. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Let's steal their clothes and enlarge them." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "hahaha - even paler than ordinary English folk." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take skirt" | ||||
Floyd | That's fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x lever" | ||||
Floyd | The lever may be set to any of four positions, 0 through 3. At the Floyd | moment it stands at 0. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "set lever to 1" | ||||
Floyd | You push the lever into the 1 position. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "probably 0-3 correspond to the clockworks" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "pull lever" | ||||
Floyd | It is fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn crank" | ||||
Floyd | It takes a good deal of effort to get the crank to turn, but once you Floyd | have begun, you are able to keep it moving. The bird's wings unfold Floyd | and flap magnificently, creating a draft in the long hallway, but it Floyd | fails to get off the ground. One of the wings is missing material Floyd | over the frame, it seems. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "your dress?" | |||
| DavidW says, "Burned it." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, anything can be made cloth." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x wing" | ||||
Floyd | The frame is an intricate construction of small metal rods, to which Floyd | the leather of the wings is attached with clips. In one place, Floyd | however, a piece is missing, leaving the clips empty and the wing Floyd | incomplete. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "X Wing pew pew" | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "What could we convert?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a vellum scroll Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "The scroll?" | |||
| Catena says, "my thought" | ||||
| ls says, "sure" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Except... didn't we try to enlarge the scroll and it wouldn't let us put it in that machine?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Worth a try, I guess." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks (of PG), "Driver?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "honk beep" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,d,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "What did we want to do, shrink it, or did the machine have a leather setting?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You rotate the contraption on the wall so that the larger end is Floyd | uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "5 is cloth" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put scroll in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the vellum scroll into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to five" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 5. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing changes. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Cloth and vellum are pretty similar." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take scroll" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Aw" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the larger end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga's studied dalliance with his venal muses is little to our taste. | Catena says, "maybe we need the scroll for the end" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put scroll in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | Small enough already. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Perhaps" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, I'm guessing the scroll is for something else." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "tear slippers" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "How cruel is this game? Did we use the dress in the wrong spot, I wonder?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm thinking it wouldn't be that cruel." | ||||
| Catena asks, "slippers?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe we need to activate the other pedestals." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Tattered by too many errands of this kind. But at least they still Floyd | fit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,u,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Brass Menagerie Floyd | A long, low room, naturally lit by small windows just beneath the Floyd | ceiling. Down the center of the room runs a series of pedestals, and Floyd | on each pedestal stands an automated creature of some sort -- a great Floyd | clockwork bird; a chorus of glass frogs; a pair of human dancers Floyd | eternally whirling on the cogged floor of their tiny ballroom. Floyd | Floyd | Beside the door, and running down into the rock of the floor, is an Floyd | enormous crank of Damascus steel. Floyd | Floyd | On the wall there is an adjustable lever. Floyd | Floyd | From the ceiling high above the second pedestal hangs a wooden Floyd | octahedron. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "we might have to restore from pre-dress-burn" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn lever to 2" | ||||
Floyd | You push the lever into the 2 position. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "There's multiple solutions, but being able to change size and material of almost everything does mean some cruelty remains." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn crank" | ||||
Floyd | It takes a good deal of effort to get the crank to turn, but once you Floyd | have begun, you are able to keep it moving. Under the surface of the Floyd | pond, wheels of glass turn, causing the koi to swim in their rippled Floyd | depth; as for the frogs themselves, they begin to sing, a tuneful Floyd | croaking: brekkekekex, koax, koax. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "set lever to 3" | ||||
Floyd | You push the lever into the 3 position. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn crank" | ||||
Floyd | It takes a good deal of effort to get the crank to turn, but once you Floyd | have begun, you are able to keep it moving. Cogs whir; the dancers Floyd | meet, and bow, and then begin a graceful dance, all around the floor Floyd | on which they stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Lovely." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "dancers" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x dancers" | ||||
Floyd | The dancers are especially fine. Their costume replicates an English Floyd | mode of perhaps fifty years ago: the lady wears a skirt of beaten Floyd | copper, pierced in designs, and around the gentleman's neck is a ruff Floyd | of folded silver. Floyd | Floyd | The effect of their hands and faces is less happy: all their skin is Floyd | carved ivory, so that they look drawn, and even paler than ordinary Floyd | English folk. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take them" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see "them" (the crystals) at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x clips" | ||||
Floyd | The frame is an intricate construction of small metal rods, to which Floyd | the leather of the wings is attached with clips. In one place, Floyd | however, a piece is missing, leaving the clips empty and the wing Floyd | incomplete. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "what's 0?" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a vellum scroll Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "thread needle" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the needle) Floyd | There's nothing appropriate with which to do that. Floyd | Floyd | > | Nitku says, "Gotta go now, I'll read the transcript later" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put scroll on bird" | ||||
Floyd | The cloth is far too small to fit across the gap in the frame; it Floyd | would need to be considerably larger, though cloak-sized would Floyd | certainly be excessive. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Bye, Nitku." | |||
| Nitku has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | Jacqueline says, "Thanks for playing with us this long." | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Oh, it needs to be bigger." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, but we can't elarge it." | ||||
| ls says (to Floyd), "thread needle with yarn" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the ball of yarn) Floyd | The yarn is much too tangly to cooperate. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "no?" | |||
| ParserGirl asks, "We can't enlarge it either?" | ||||
| Daniel says, "you tried to shrink it before" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I don't think we could. Let's try again, I guess." | ||||
| Daniel says, "not enlarge" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,d,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the larger end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh - oh oh oh." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Well then." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You rotate the contraption on the wall so that the smaller end is Floyd | uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put scroll in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the vellum scroll into the contraption; predictably, it Floyd | squinches down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the Floyd | other end larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,u,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Brass Menagerie Floyd | A long, low room, naturally lit by small windows just beneath the Floyd | ceiling. Down the center of the room runs a series of pedestals, and Floyd | on each pedestal stands an automated creature of some sort -- a great Floyd | clockwork bird; a chorus of glass frogs; a pair of human dancers Floyd | eternally whirling on the cogged floor of their tiny ballroom. Floyd | Floyd | Beside the door, and running down into the rock of the floor, is an Floyd | enormous crank of Damascus steel. Floyd | Floyd | On the wall there is an adjustable lever. Floyd | Floyd | From the ceiling high above the second pedestal hangs a wooden Floyd | octahedron. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put scroll on wing" | ||||
Floyd | The cloth is too small to fit across the gap in the frame. Perhaps if Floyd | it just a little larger... Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "hmm." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,d,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put cloth in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the vellum scroll, the ball of yarn or the Floyd | slippers? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "vellum" | ||||
Floyd | You put the vellum scroll into the contraption; predictably, it Floyd | squinches down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the Floyd | other end larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,u,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Brass Menagerie Floyd | A long, low room, naturally lit by small windows just beneath the Floyd | ceiling. Down the center of the room runs a series of pedestals, and Floyd | on each pedestal stands an automated creature of some sort -- a great Floyd | clockwork bird; a chorus of glass frogs; a pair of human dancers Floyd | eternally whirling on the cogged floor of their tiny ballroom. Floyd | Floyd | Beside the door, and running down into the rock of the floor, is an Floyd | enormous crank of Damascus steel. Floyd | Floyd | On the wall there is an adjustable lever. Floyd | Floyd | From the ceiling high above the second pedestal hangs a wooden Floyd | octahedron. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put scroll on wing" | ||||
Floyd | You carefully secure the sheet of cloth to the bird's wing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "set lever to 1" | ||||
Floyd | You push the lever into the 1 position. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn crank" | ||||
Floyd | It takes a good deal of effort to get the crank to turn, but once you Floyd | have begun, you are able to keep it moving. The bird soars toward the Floyd | ceiling and circles around the room, knocking the wooden octahedron to Floyd | the floor. After a moment it resettles on its pedestal. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Score." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "woo!" | ||||
| Catena exclaims, "woo!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take octahedron" | ls exclaims, "yea!" | |||
Floyd | You pick up the octahedron... Floyd | | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||||
Floyd | Vertigo.
Floyd |
Floyd | Once, before, at the top of a tower, your master had a flying
Floyd | contraption he wanted to test-- it had to be you, because you were
Floyd | smallest. Your arm still twinges with the recollection; it never set
Floyd | quite right. But the contraption did ALMOST work. And he was sorry,
Floyd | later.
Floyd |
Floyd | ("Courage, girl, damn you!")
Floyd |
Floyd | So you jumped...
Floyd |
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| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | You find yourself back on solid ground, only a little shaken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Brass Menagerie Floyd | A long, low room, naturally lit by small windows just beneath the Floyd | ceiling. Down the center of the room runs a series of pedestals, and Floyd | on each pedestal stands an automated creature of some sort -- a great Floyd | clockwork bird; a chorus of glass frogs; a pair of human dancers Floyd | eternally whirling on the cogged floor of their tiny ballroom. Floyd | Floyd | Beside the door, and running down into the rock of the floor, is an Floyd | enormous crank of Damascus steel. Floyd | Floyd | On the wall there is an adjustable lever. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | To physical appearances a little faded, skin translucent, like candle Floyd | wax. But it is the inward change you feel. Heavy with thought, great Floyd | with griefs, all that is physical discarded but the toiling of the Floyd | mind continuous and endless. Floyd | Floyd | Across the back of your left hand are scarred the symbols of fire, Floyd | earth, and air. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | To physical appearances a little faded, skin translucent, like candle Floyd | wax. But it is the inward change you feel. Heavy with thought, great Floyd | with griefs, all that is physical discarded but the toiling of the Floyd | mind continuous and endless. Floyd | Floyd | Across the back of your left hand are scarred the symbols of fire, Floyd | earth, and air. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena exclaims, "dive, dive!" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x air" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x symbols" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Man. We're not doing do hot." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x symbol of air" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x hand" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline gives up trying that. | |||
| Jacqueline says, "So... one (or two, methinks) more." | ||||
| DavidW says, "3 out of 4 or 5, yeah." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Water, at least." | ||||
| ls says, "sorry, gotta run for now" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Yes." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to ls), "Bye!" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Later, ls." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ls exclaims, "have fun and thanks!" | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "Where to, you think?" | ||||
| ls has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ParserGirl says, "That's a good question. Maybe the cistern." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm - makes sense." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | It's quiet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "We didn't do too much there except look at scenery, right?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "and noted the mechanism" | |||
| Jacqueline nods. | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "remove slippers" | ||||
Floyd | You take off the slippers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x pulley" | ||||
Floyd | A mossy chain hangs from the pulley: one side descends into the water Floyd | below, while the other ends in a hook just at a reachable level. Floyd | There is currently nothing on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hang slippers on hook" | ||||
Floyd | You settle the slippers over the end of the hook, just as if you were Floyd | hanging it on a peg at home. Nothing happens -- perhaps something Floyd | heavier? Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "huh" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear slippers" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the slippers) Floyd | You put on the slippers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "pull chain" | ||||
Floyd | The angle is awkward, and you can't seem to exert enough force to Floyd | achieve anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Sounds like it's hinting, yeah." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | some slippers (being worn) Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "dress made of stone?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Dress made of ash." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "We have no dress, right?" | ||||
| Daniel says, "heh" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "What PG said." | ||||
| Catena asks, "workbox?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hang workbox on hook" | ||||
Floyd | You can't get it to fit securely. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "tie yarn to workbox" | ||||
Floyd | It's much too tangled. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Yarn enlarged and made stone?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "untangle yarn" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to do so. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Could try it" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put yarn on hook" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good way to fit that on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Okay, the slippers fit on it." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "u,e,s,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Let's try those, made of stone and enlarged." | |||
| DavidW says, "If the yarn was bigger, you might be able to untangle it." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put slippers in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking them off) Floyd | Floyd | You take off the slippers. Floyd | You put the slippers into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Good point, too, David." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to two" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 2. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the slippers becomes quickly rough and speckled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 4" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 4. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the slippers grows lustrous with a metallic sheen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf6" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 3" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 3. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The slippers grows gradually clear from the outside in, until it can Floyd | be seen through entirely. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | some slippers (made of glass) Floyd | a ball of yarn Floyd | a needle Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear slippers" | ||||
Floyd | It's uncomfortable putting on the slippers in this form, and you Floyd | momentarily wonder whether your feet are small enough. But you do Floyd | achieve the task at hand. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "lass?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "cinderella!" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "remove slippers" | ||||
Floyd | You take off the slippers. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena exclaims, "heee!" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put slippers in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the slippers into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, yes, but that doesn't help us with the water puzzle." | |||
| ParserGirl says, "I've had my fun." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Heehee" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 2" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 2. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl presses the large red button on the FREE DONUTS machine. Within seconds, the room is flooded with a thousand tiny, happy donuts, running about your feet in an exuberant dance of freedom. They then disappear as quickly as they had arrived. | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the slippers becomes quickly rough and speckled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,n,u,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | There is an exit east, and a stairway leading up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline laughs about the FREE DONUTS machine. | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hang slippers on hook" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good way to fit that on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put slippers on hook" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good way to fit that on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "How did I do it before?" | |||
| Daniel says, "probably before they were flexible and could be forced on the hook" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm. Did we just stone then, or did you change their size? There's a lot of text when you move between rooms and I was skimming." | ||||
| Catena asks, "did you?" | ||||
| Daniel says, "now that is not the case" | ||||
| Jacqueline | ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hang slippers on hook" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hang slippers on hook" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good way to fit that on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "hrm" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "I didn't change their size at all." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Putting on slippers made of stone is not pleasant, but you find after Floyd | a few moments' struggle that they do indeed still fit. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, poo." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "remove slippers" | ||||
Floyd | You take off the slippers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "u,e,d,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Stairs lead up, and doorways open south, east and west. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "does the key have a hole?" | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "k xey" | ||||
Floyd | [k -> attack] Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I can try enlarging the yarn while we're here." | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x key" | ||||
Floyd | A delicate key of silvery metal, with precisely-cut teeth. Floyd | Floyd | At the moment, the delicate key is a somewhat enlarged version of Floyd | itself. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Hm, dunno." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Probably not." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put yarn in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the ball of yarn into the contraption; predictably, it Floyd | squinches down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the Floyd | other end larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) Floyd | a needle Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "untangle yarn" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to do so. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "tie yarn to slippers" | ||||
Floyd | It's much too tangled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put yarn in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the ball of yarn into the contraption; predictably, it Floyd | squinches down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the Floyd | other end larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "big stone needle?" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put yarn in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | The ball of yarn won't fit in the small end of the contraption. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "untangle yarn" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to do so. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Oh, maybe" | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "And it wouldn't hang on the hook tangled?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the needle into the contraption; predictably, it squinches Floyd | down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end Floyd | larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the needle into the contraption; predictably, it squinches Floyd | down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end Floyd | larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I mean, yarn is quite heavy when there's enough of it." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the needle into the contraption; predictably, it squinches Floyd | down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end Floyd | larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a needle (enlarged) Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x needle" | ||||
Floyd | A needle made of metal, but now as long as your forearm, and thick. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x yarn" | ||||
Floyd | A ball of navy wool bigger than your head. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena exclaims, "bigger!" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | The needle won't fit in the small end of the contraption. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the needle into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the needle becomes quickly rough and speckled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take needle" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Ordinarily you'd find something like this a bit of a task to lift, but Floyd | the rules are different here. Not that it's any less heavy; just that Floyd | your capacity for endurance is more. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "about that elephant..." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,n,u,w,d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | There is an exit east, and a stairway leading up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hang needle on hook" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "oops" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,d,w" | DavidW says (to Catena), "...tusk, tusk" | |||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks (of Catena), "Yeah, we haven't figured out what to do with those animals, eh?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hang needle on hook" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good way to fit that on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle on hook" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good way to fit that on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put hook through needle" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hang yarn on hook" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good way to fit that on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Well now I'm confused." | |||
| Catena says, "Actually there must be a bigger hourglass, maybe in the basement of White-Gold Tower in the Imperial Palace." | ||||
| Catena says, "I guess the dress" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle in slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Those can't contain things. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x workbox" | ||||
Floyd | The wooden box in which you keep small tools for your work around the Floyd | house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "close box" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can close. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "DavidW, must we restore?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "grab hook" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Surely it's not unwinnable right now." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take hook" | ||||
Floyd | That's fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "pull on hook" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "maybe" | |||
| DavidW says (to Catena), "I don't think restoring is necessary, unless you destroyed too many things." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "the only thing we've been able to put on the hook are the slippers, and that changed since we turned them to stone." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "pull hook" | ||||
Floyd | The angle is awkward, and you can't seem to exert enough force to Floyd | achieve anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel says, "I believe there is a solution using the items you have, irc" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe we just need to make them bigger and turn them back to cloth." | ||||
| Catena says, "ok, thanks" | ||||
| Catena nods at PG | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to PG), "Try it, I guess." | ||||
| Jacqueline sits back and waits for the bus to pull out. | ||||
| DavidW says, "There's one item that's been ignored completely." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "u,e,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel exclaims (at DW), "Shhh!" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put slippers in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the slippers into the contraption; predictably, it squinches Floyd | down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end Floyd | larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh gosh, there is." | |||
| DavidW says, "oops. sorry" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | The slippers won't fit in the small end of the contraption. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel says, "heh" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "And it makes perfect sense. Crap." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Tattered by too many errands of this kind. And now too large to wear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Why didn't we THINK of that?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put slippers in machine" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put slippers in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the slippers into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to five" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 5. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The slippers softens about the edges and takes on a spongy appearance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Tattered by too many errands of this kind. And now too large to wear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,n,w,d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hang slippers on hook" | ||||
Floyd | You settle the slippers over the end of the hook, just as if you were Floyd | hanging it on a peg at home. Nothing happens -- perhaps something Floyd | heavier? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear slippers" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the slippers) Floyd | You put them on, but they slip off again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put box in slippes" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put box in slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Those can't contain things. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "What did we forget?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Okay, I shall now keep my mouth shut, since I think I know the answer but got it from a GIANT HINT FROM A NAUGHTY SPECTATOR." | ||||
| Jacqueline smiles and sticks her tongue out at DW. | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | some slippers (enlarged) Floyd | a needle (enlarged and made of stone) Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | a ring (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x ring" | ||||
Floyd | A plain metal band, without adornment, that you have been accustomed Floyd | to wear on your right hand. It is the only thing of value you Floyd | possess. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "remove ring" | ||||
Floyd | You take off the ring. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "DING DING DING RING" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put ring on hook" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing happens -- perhaps something heavier? Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I'm betting - right." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "u,e,s,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Enbiggenate it." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put ring in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I mean, gold is already heavy." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | some slippers (enlarged) Floyd | a needle (enlarged and made of stone) Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Still on the hook." | |||
| Catena asks, "oh, the ring, how obvious is that in hindsight?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,w,d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | On the pulley is a ring. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take ring" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "u,e,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put ring in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | The ring rolls straight down the inside of the hourglass, passes Floyd | through the narrow point (though it really shouldn't be able to), Floyd | turns in on itself in some way that your eye is not able to follow, Floyd | and emerges larger than it was to start with. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | The ring rolls straight down the inside of the hourglass, passes Floyd | through the narrow point (though it really shouldn't be able to), Floyd | turns in on itself in some way that your eye is not able to follow, Floyd | and emerges larger than it was to start with. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to Catena), "Very obvious." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | The ring rolls straight down the inside of the hourglass, passes Floyd | through the narrow point (though it really shouldn't be able to), Floyd | turns in on itself in some way that your eye is not able to follow, Floyd | and emerges larger than it was to start with. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "g" | Jacqueline says, "We are all idiots." | |||
Floyd | The ring won't fit in the small end of the contraption. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,w,d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Which is probably why DavidW couldn't resist." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put ring on hook" | ||||
Floyd | (You have a feeling you won't get it back.) Floyd | Floyd | The chain shifts, tugging against its own rust. Then, with a long Floyd | resentful screech that you can feel in your teeth, the pulley shifts Floyd | and the ring descends into the water. At the same time, something Floyd | else is lifted out. Floyd | Floyd | You rub at the bare spot on your ring finger. You've worn that for Floyd | nearly five years now. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | On the pulley is a perfect icosahedron. Floyd | Floyd | You taste bitter pride. Determination is, in the end, more valuable Floyd | than any other conceivable commodity. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Hooray" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "icosahedron" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x icosahedron" | ||||
Floyd | An icosahedron made of glass, on the surface of which are etched Floyd | fishes of all kinds, branching coral, dolphins and whales; ships Floyd | swollen with wind, merfolk, sunk treasure... all the lustre of the Floyd | surface of the sea, and all the mystery of its depth. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "about time to get over him" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Hooray we now have nothing of value, only scars!" | ||||
| ParserGirl asks, ". . . woo hoo?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take icosahedron" | ||||
Floyd | As you remove the burden, the chain shifts again and, with a rattle, Floyd | comes off the pulley, leaving only the pulley itself, but no hook. Floyd | Floyd | As for the icosahedron, it tingles in your hand-- Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Yeah. woo hoo, I think." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||||
Floyd | Sitting on the knee of the priest, while he read the letter to your Floyd | mother. (He held you very tightly, though he was looking at her.) Floyd | You didn't understand the words he used; when she went out, you looked Floyd | at him. "Little one, your father has drowned in the sea." Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | Later, water again: the women washing your mother's body. A voice: Floyd | "You're going to have to make a decision. What do you want to do now? Floyd | The convent will take you, if you wish, or you could go into Floyd | service..." Floyd | Floyd | But you buried your face, and the decisions were made on your behalf. Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Then you come back to yourself, your face still wet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You're you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You're you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | some slippers (enlarged) Floyd | a needle (enlarged and made of stone) Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You're you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch me" | ||||
Floyd | The boundaries of yourself still exist, in a fashion. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "score" | Catena says, "get that gold key" | |||
Floyd | That's not relevant here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "weird" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Catena), "Yeah." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "u,e,u,u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Up there, cogs and wheels are moving at great speed. You don't dare Floyd | try to climb up. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Let's go shame ourselves again (though I suspect it will work this time)." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take sturdy key" | ||||
Floyd | You pull the key lightly out of the statue's grasp. It is warm and Floyd | familiar in your hand. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "Yay. Now what the heck will this unlock?" | |||
| DavidW says, "shameless" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x sturdy key" | ||||
Floyd | A sturdy key of golden metal, with precisely-cut teeth. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x machinery" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't make much sense. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Up there, cogs and wheels are moving at great speed. You don't dare Floyd | try to climb up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "save" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "down" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf7" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "down" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x statue" | ||||
Floyd | Delicately proportioned and carved of white marble, with a small, Floyd | aristocratic head and supple limbs. She is in the act of pulling up a Floyd | mantle around herself with one hand; with the other hand, she is Floyd | half-leaning on a large concave mirror. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch mirror" | ||||
Floyd | You reach out and touch the mirror, and your strange double returns Floyd | the gesture. Your fingers feel numb and cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Catena - to save, just >PUSH SAVE and the counter assigns the name automatically." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch statue" | ||||
Floyd | The marble has been given a high degree of polish, taking on almost a Floyd | soapy quality under your touch. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "ok" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take mirror" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch mantle" | ||||
Floyd | The marble has been given a high degree of polish, taking on almost a Floyd | soapy quality under your touch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "down" | ||||
Floyd | Stairs lead up, and doorways open south, east and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "I think it's the machinery" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Shore Floyd | Against the rough north wall of the cavern lies a moon-shaped landing Floyd | of white stone, with a pair of shallow steps down to the glass-black Floyd | surface of the lake. A Moorish archway leads away to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The only furniture is an ornate metal pole, branching at the top, with Floyd | dozens of bells hung from the branches. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "we could throw in the stone tube to stop it" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "oh yeah" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | some slippers (enlarged) Floyd | a needle (enlarged and made of stone) Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | two keys: Floyd | a sturdy key Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "throw tube up" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to throw the tube. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "throw tube at machinery" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't make much sense. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn statue" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I don't know how to refer to it, though." | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "throw tube into machinery" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to throw the tube. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to Emily), "heehee" | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "throw tube up" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to throw the tube. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "What I was thinking was going back and trying to do something with the mirror" | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "throw up tube" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to throw the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "put tube in machinery" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't make much sense. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put tube in machinery" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't make much sense. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put tube in gears." | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Up there, cogs and wheels are moving at great speed. You don't dare Floyd | try to climb up. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "x machinery" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't make much sense. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | It's quiet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "That's sort of buggy, eh?" | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "throw tube at cogs" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "walls" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x walls" | ||||
Floyd | The squares of precious substances have cut with the greatest care, so Floyd | that their surfaces are smoothly polished and bevelled. You are Floyd | unable to determine by what means they have been attached to the stone Floyd | beneath. Floyd | Floyd | There is one sheet of coppery metal that seems to be coming loose, Floyd | however. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x sheet" | ||||
Floyd | A placard of coppery metal, sharply beveled at the edges and showing Floyd | signs of stickiness on the back. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take sheet" | ||||
Floyd | It is still (though barely) attached to the wall. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "pull sheet" | ||||
Floyd | You succeed in freeing the copper placard: it clatters to the ground, Floyd | opening a dark hole in the wall protected by a sort of lockable grate. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "oo" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "oho" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "ooh, even" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x grate" | ||||
Floyd | Made of sturdy iron bars interlaced. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "heh" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "unlock grate" | ||||
Floyd | (with the sturdy key) Floyd | The key is too large to fit the lock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "unlock grate with gold key" | ||||
Floyd | The key is too large to fit the lock. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Ensmallinate!" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "vrooooom" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena exclaims, "belittle!" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You rotate the contraption on the wall so that the larger end is Floyd | uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put sturdy key in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the sturdy key into the contraption; predictably, it squinches Floyd | down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end Floyd | smaller than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | You put the sturdy key into the contraption; predictably, it squinches Floyd | down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end Floyd | smaller than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a placard here. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x placard" | ||||
Floyd | A placard of coppery metal, sharply beveled at the edges and showing Floyd | signs of stickiness on the back. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "unlock grate with sturdy key" | ||||
Floyd | The key seems as though it would go in the lock, but it is slightly Floyd | too small. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "aww" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d,s,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the larger end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "unlock grate with gold key" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You rotate the contraption on the wall so that the smaller end is Floyd | uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put sturdy key in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the sturdy key into the contraption; predictably, it squinches Floyd | down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end Floyd | larger than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I smalled it one too many times." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "unlock grate with sturdy key" | ||||
Floyd | You unlock the grating and swing it open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You're going to need your hands free if you want to crawl in there. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf8" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "drop placard" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You're going to need your hands free if you want to crawl in there. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||||
Floyd | sturdy key: Dropped. Floyd | slippers: Dropped. Floyd | needle: Dropped. Floyd | ball of yarn: Dropped. Floyd | magnifying glass: You set the magnifying glass down gently. Floyd | tube: Dropped. Floyd | workbox: Dropped. Floyd | delicate key: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You take a deep breath and enter, suppressing your distaste. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Crawlspace Floyd | You're crouched in a square crawlspace, barely broader than the width Floyd | of your shoulders. The absence of light makes things particularly Floyd | unpleasant. Floyd | Floyd | There's a ferocious rumbling at the northernmost (and lowest) end of Floyd | the crawlspace, where, you imagine, something very large is rotating. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Distaste, surpress thyself." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | There's no room in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | It sounds as though something very large is in motion nearby. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "put tube in machinery" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I think we're still moving" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | It sounds as though something very large is in motion nearby. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to Catena), "We had to drop everything to get in here." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | There's no room in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x wall" | ||||
Floyd | (the walls) Floyd | You don't see anything particularly exciting. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | There's no room in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "We could just stick our hand in the machinery. I mean, it's already scarred." | |||
| Catena says, "well, then we have to stop it with our own body" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x machinery" | ||||
Floyd | (the celestial clockwork) Floyd | You can barely see anything at all. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "enter machinery" | ||||
Floyd | (the celestial clockwork) Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "uh, I don't think you /have/ to use your body." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "crawl" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "down" | ||||
Floyd | There's no room in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I'm lost." | |||
| Catena asks, "can we carry just the tube?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "I think he was kidding." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Catena), "We might be able to." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a workbox (which is empty), a tube (which is empty), a Floyd | magnifying glass, a ball of yarn, a needle, some slippers, a placard Floyd | and two keys (a delicate key and a sturdy key) here. Floyd | Floyd | "There's no glory in needless martyrdom." The priest again, leaning Floyd | in the doorway while you scrubbed the floor. "You can come away from Floyd | here." Floyd | Floyd | You flung dirty water on his shadow, and scowled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "restore" | ParserGirl says, "oh huh" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf8" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Sorry, didn't think we could get out." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a placard Floyd | some slippers (enlarged) Floyd | a needle (enlarged and made of stone) Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a workbox Floyd | two keys: Floyd | a sturdy key (shrunken) (which opens the grating) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "I just said the body because it's in keeping with our metamorphoses" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||||
Floyd | placard: Dropped. Floyd | slippers: Dropped. Floyd | needle: Dropped. Floyd | ball of yarn: Dropped. Floyd | magnifying glass: You set the magnifying glass down gently. Floyd | tube: Dropped. Floyd | workbox: Dropped. Floyd | sturdy key: Dropped. Floyd | delicate key: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take tube" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "enter" | ||||
Floyd | You're going to need your hands free if you want to crawl in there. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Guess not." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "One sec, though." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put tube in cos" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put tube in cogs" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Something happened when we came out" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put tube in hole" | ||||
Floyd | You put the tube into the dark hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "So it did - sorry, I missed that." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | There's not going to be room while the tube is in there. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "smart" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to David), "You are being naughty again." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take tube from hole" | ||||
Floyd | You can't really see the tube. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Smart, but naughty." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take all from hole" | ||||
Floyd | You can't really see the tube. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "get tube" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "feel floor" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "drop tube" | ||||
Floyd | Solid, even stone. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You take a deep breath and enter, suppressing your distaste. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Crawlspace Floyd | You're crouched in a square crawlspace, barely broader than the width Floyd | of your shoulders. The absence of light makes things particularly Floyd | unpleasant. Floyd | Floyd | There's a ferocious rumbling at the northernmost (and lowest) end of Floyd | the crawlspace, where, you imagine, something very large is rotating. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "oh, the priest is supporting our decision not to stop it with our body" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a tube (which is empty), two keys (a delicate key and a Floyd | sturdy key), a workbox (which is empty), a magnifying glass, a ball of Floyd | yarn, a needle, some slippers and a placard here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You take a deep breath and enter, suppressing your distaste. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Crawlspace Floyd | You're crouched in a square crawlspace, barely broader than the width Floyd | of your shoulders. The absence of light makes things particularly Floyd | unpleasant. Floyd | Floyd | There's a ferocious rumbling at the northernmost (and lowest) end of Floyd | the crawlspace, where, you imagine, something very large is rotating. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Ah, so he did." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x scrub floor" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take tube" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "can we throw the tube in the hole?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "We can't fit if we do that." | ||||
| Catena says, "I mean hard enough to hit the clockwork" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a tube (which is empty), two keys (a delicate key and a Floyd | sturdy key), a workbox (which is empty), a magnifying glass, a ball of Floyd | yarn, a needle, some slippers and a placard here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take tube" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh right." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "throw tube in hole" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to throw the tube. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "throw tube at hole" | ||||
Floyd | The tube bounces and falls harmlessly to the ground. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear slippers" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the slippers) Floyd | You put them on, but they slip off again. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "hm" | |||
| Catena says, "poor aim, apparently" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "The slippers are the only wearable item we have." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "We could shrink them and turn them to stone." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take slippers" | ||||
Floyd | You already have those. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "yeah" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d,s,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Tattered by too many errands of this kind. And now too large to wear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put slippers in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the slippers into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 2" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 2. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the slippers becomes quickly rough and speckled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the smaller end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You rotate the contraption on the wall so that the larger end is Floyd | uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put slippers in hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | You put the slippers into the contraption; predictably, it squinches Floyd | down, passes through the narrow neck, and emerges from the other end Floyd | smaller than it was when it went in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear slippers" | ||||
Floyd | Putting on slippers made of stone is not pleasant, but you find after Floyd | a few moments' struggle that they do indeed still fit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n,u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a tube (which is empty), two keys (a delicate key and a Floyd | sturdy key), a workbox (which is empty), a magnifying glass, a ball of Floyd | yarn, a needle and a placard here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You take a deep breath and enter, suppressing your distaste. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Crawlspace Floyd | You're crouched in a square crawlspace, barely broader than the width Floyd | of your shoulders. The absence of light makes things particularly Floyd | unpleasant. Floyd | Floyd | There's a ferocious rumbling at the northernmost (and lowest) end of Floyd | the crawlspace, where, you imagine, something very large is rotating. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "remove slippers" | ||||
Floyd | That's not possible in so confined a space. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena exclaims, "woo!" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put slippers in machinery" | ||||
Floyd | (the celestial clockwork) Floyd | (first taking them off) Floyd | Floyd | That's not possible in so confined a space. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "sigh" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "enter clockwork" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | "There's no glory in needless martyrdom." The priest again, leaning Floyd | in the doorway while you scrubbed the floor. "You can come away from Floyd | here." Floyd | Floyd | You flung dirty water on his shadow, and scowled. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "but maybe kick the machinery" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe we can try it again." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Since the priest seems to be a villain" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "enter clockwork" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Then again." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "kick machinery" | ||||
Floyd | (the celestial clockwork) Floyd | That's not possible in so confined a space. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "feel stone" | ||||
Floyd | Rough under your fingers. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "well, let's save, and see if we can kill ourselves" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "kill everything and everyone. curse." | ||||
Floyd | You can't use multiple objects with that verb. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf9" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Okay - chop us to bits, then!" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "smell" | ||||
Floyd | You smell nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "enter clockwork" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "touch clockwork" | ||||
Floyd | You're not foolish enough to try to put your hands on the moving Floyd | mechanism. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | There's no room in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "It" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "It's a spoilsport." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "So it is." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hit mechanism" | ||||
Floyd | Unlikely that would achieve anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | There's no room in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look north" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to look. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Crawlspace Floyd | You're crouched in a square crawlspace, barely broader than the width Floyd | of your shoulders. The absence of light makes things particularly Floyd | unpleasant. Floyd | Floyd | There's a ferocious rumbling at the northernmost (and lowest) end of Floyd | the crawlspace, where, you imagine, something very large is rotating. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "f stop the clockwork using the power of my mind" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "love clockwork" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "stop the clockwork using the power of my mind" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
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| Release 4 / Serial number 990908 / perlMUD v2.1z | ||||
| Dorm A | ||||
| This is a very long room, lined with multi-tiered bunks. Flimsy partitions between the tiers may provide a modicum of privacy. These spartan living quarters could house hundreds, many of whom are sleeping here right now. A narrow staircase set in the north wall leads up. | ||||
| Note to new users: Most of us hang out in the Adventurer's Lounge. The Lounge is up, and then west, from this location (or just type 'lounge'). If you get lost, type '@holler Help me! I'm lost!' and someone will try to find you. | ||||
| Visible Exits: up (to the Long Hall), down (to Dorm B) | ||||
| There are 11 new messages on #games/roleplaying/7thsea. | ||||
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| You mute all channels temporarily. | ||||
| You un-mute #if/clubfloyd. | ||||
| Toyshop and Floyditorium | ||||
| Bulging toychests make this a child's (or child-at-heart's) dream. Play all day, play all night. A small booth has been erected and is staffed by a friendly robot. The sign over it says, "INFOKOM GAMEZ 5 cents". A small notice on the door reads, "PLEASE RETURN TOYS TO THIS ROOM WHEN YOU'RE DONE WITH THEM." | ||||
| You can see: green button, banana machine, faucets, toy catalogue, a crystal ball, cuddly walrus, clicker, cloak, tic-tac-toe, thermometer, yellow button, waldo whisper object, checkers board, Werewolf rules, bunny burger, signaling device, Mike Tyson, IF Programmer Barbie, IF FLOYD'S DOWN, TELL JOTA -- OR ELSE HE WON'T KNOW, Autohugger, Photocopier, basketball, midterm monster, frobozz magic dispenser, fun shiny toy, madlibs, orange, jukebox, FREE DONUTS machine, long-stemmed red rose, dfan's quest, miniature ifMUD, Pun Police Whistle, orange door, monkey guru, mind chess, the 'hey there, playerfish!' cube, apple, a zorkmid, storyharp, save button, specimen jar, soda reading 'Don't drink me!', Gene Ray, jellybean, Best of Speed?, ClubFloyd Suggested Games List, Gak | ||||
| Players: Waldo, Floyd, Daniel, DavidW, Catena, lpsmith, Taleslinger, ParserGirl, Ellison, olethros, Spinster | ||||
| Visible Exits: northeast (to the Lounge) | Jacqueline says, "There he goes." | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "We miss anything?" | ||||
| Daniel says, "there were no minds powerful enough, so you didn't miss much" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear placard" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the placard) Floyd | You can't wear that! Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline arrives, ready to play with the toys. | DavidW says, "nope. They're still stuck." | |||
| Catena says, "no, just comments" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Okay. Phew. I mean, damn, but phew." | ||||
| Ellison asks, "you've tried putting stuff in the crawlspace from here?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "drop placard" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, feel free to e-mail them to me if they're, like, incredibly witty or something." | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Just one thing." | ||||
| Catena says, "try the big needle" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle in tube" | ||||
Floyd | You need to be holding the needle before you can put it into something Floyd | else. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take needle" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "we haven't used it elsewhere" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put it in tube" | ||||
Floyd | The needle is too large to fit in there. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put it in hole" | ||||
Floyd | You put the needle into the dark hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | There's not going to be room while the needle is in there. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take needle" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "how many angels on the head of a pin, and all that" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x statue" | ||||
Floyd | Naked except for the sandals laced around his ankles, empty-handed. Floyd | His face is more vigorous than beautiful; his hair is arranged around Floyd | his head in a disorderly array of curls. He is looking up from under Floyd | a strong brow, his gaze bent on something above you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x sandals" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "push needle in hole" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel says, "I used the needle as a prybar to solve the floorstone puzzle iirc - you solved that one with the tube though" | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "We took his key, did we tryt to take her wrap?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "I know I tried to take her mirror." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "not yet" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take wrap" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x statue" | ||||
Floyd | Delicately proportioned and carved of white marble, with a small, Floyd | aristocratic head and supple limbs. She is in the act of pulling up a Floyd | mantle around herself with one hand; with the other hand, she is Floyd | half-leaning on a large concave mirror. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Just curious." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take statue" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look in mirror" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take mantle" | ||||
Floyd | You see yourself upside down -- and other. Your reflection seems Floyd | taller, more noble, with untattered clothes. And your upside-down Floyd | face! Neither a woman's face nor a man's, but lovely and severe, with Floyd | burning eyes. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | That seems to be a part of the statue of a woman. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "get mantle" | ||||
Floyd | That seems to be a part of the statue of a woman. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look at statue in mirror" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the concave mirror) Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a needle (enlarged and made of stone) Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle on mirror" | ||||
Floyd | Putting things on the concave mirror would achieve nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look at statue's reflection" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the statue's head or the statue's mantle? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "head" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to look at the statue's head. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x statue's head" | ||||
Floyd | Her hair is gathered back from her head on each side in curling Floyd | tendrils; she has a straight and shapely nose, a small full mouth, a Floyd | round chin. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "where's a javelin of stone when you need one?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "hm" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe we can take another ferry ride." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I doubt we can until we're done." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Catena), "you can make one of those, if you like." | ||||
| Catena says, "we're one puzzle away" | ||||
| Catena asks, "what can we embiggen?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in mirror at statue" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to look in the concave mirror. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a needle (enlarged and made of stone) Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "We could give ourselves a giant stone earpiercing." | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "Make the needle metal?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe if it were small again we could go in the tube with it." | ||||
| Catena says, "so we can't enter the crawlspace with anything but what's worn, and we can't take anything off, and nothing we tried yet is big enough to stop it from outside tre crawlspace" | ||||
| Catena says, "statue is too heavy" | ||||
| Catena says, "needle not long enough" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "I guess we tried making ourselves small, didn't we, Alice?" | ||||
| ParserGirl asks, "Did we?" | ||||
| Catena says, "chain probably fixed in place" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Stairs lead up, and doorways open south, east and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the larger end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "enter hourglass" | ||||
Floyd | A daring idea, but impracticable. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I've looked at my notes. You're not stuck." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "poke elephant with needle" | ||||
Floyd | The needle in its current form is too dull to do that. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel asks (of DW), "you keep notes?" | |||
| Daniel says, "what a great idea" | ||||
| DavidW says, "On everything" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x leaves" | ||||
Floyd | The individual leaves are shaped like spades, but with serrated edges. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "They're not good notes, but better than nothing." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Yes, he keeps notes on everything and writes walkthroughs and is generally amazing." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put needle in furnace" | ||||
Floyd | You put the needle into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to metal" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that number. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 5" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 5. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn dial to 4" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 4. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the needle grows lustrous with a metallic sheen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take needle" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w,w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Zoo of Marvels Floyd | A long, vaulted room, lined with cages of filigree and jewels. All of Floyd | the animals are motionless and still, perhaps through the art of a Floyd | taxidermist. In one cage is an elephant, so short that he reaches Floyd | only to your knee; you easily could lift him under one arm and carry Floyd | him away. In another cage, a giant mouse lies, curled as though Floyd | slumbering, his paws folded in the semblance of prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Mounted on a swivel on the wall is what looks like an irregular Floyd | hourglass, one bulb larger than the other. There is no sand within -- Floyd | nor could there be, since the contraption is open at each end. At the Floyd | moment the larger end is uppermost. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "poke elephant with needle" | ||||
Floyd | Futile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "poke mouse with needle" | ||||
Floyd | Futile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "bah" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "poke me with needle" | ||||
Floyd | You have heard of tribespeople who practice such self-mutilation, but Floyd | you have never understood it yourself. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "hahaha" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a needle (enlarged) Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Where's our other stuff?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "In the room with the DudeStatue" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e,n,u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a placard, a tube (which is empty), two keys (a delicate Floyd | key and a sturdy key), a workbox (which is empty), a magnifying glass Floyd | and a ball of yarn here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||||
Floyd | placard: Taken. Floyd | tube: Taken. Floyd | delicate key: Taken. Floyd | sturdy key: Taken. Floyd | workbox: Taken. Floyd | magnifying glass: Taken. Floyd | ball of yarn: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x gems" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Up there, cogs and wheels are moving at great speed. You don't dare Floyd | try to climb up. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "can we shove the placard in the crawlspace?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put placard in hole" | ||||
Floyd | You put the placard into the dark hole. Floyd | Floyd | The grumbling of machinery catches your attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | There's not going to be room while the placard is in there. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x placard" | ||||
Floyd | You can't really see the placard. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push placard" | ||||
Floyd | That's too far into the hole for you to push any further with your Floyd | hands. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere nearby comes a low rumbling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push placard with needle" | ||||
Floyd | You shove the placard so far back that it catches on something. A Floyd | moment later there is a clunk, and a grinding, and the sound of motion Floyd | that you have grown used to comes to a sudden halt. Floyd | | ParserGirl says, "!" | |||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "push placard with needle" | ||||
Floyd | You no longer hear your heart, you no longer breathe. The thread of Floyd | time is broken. Floyd | | Catena says, "doh" | |||
| DavidW says, "hooray" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||||
Floyd | The whole of life presents itself without distinction of age: first Floyd | frost, your father's voice, incense at the Lenten liturgy. Your Floyd | fragmented voyages out of place take on a proper relation to one Floyd | another, and you understand where you have been. Somewhere higher in Floyd | the chain of being, farther from chaos and closer to form, than the Floyd | ordinary world. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "That's not the solution I had written down at all, btw." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "WOW" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Cool." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | Once your master told the priest that you would be useful. At the Floyd | time you thought he meant for cleaning house. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You're going to need your hands free if you want to crawl in there. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You're you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a workbox Floyd | two keys: Floyd | a sturdy key (shrunken) (which opens the grating) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a needle (enlarged) Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "up?" | |||
| DavidW says, "YES" | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "push save" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf10" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Catena says (to Floyd), "cf11" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | You clamber up through the stilled wheels... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Tower of Stars Floyd | You stand among cogs and gears, many with teeth longer than your Floyd | forearm; the outer ring of the floor is wholly occupied with these. Floyd | Floyd | But above is a spangled darkness full of music. The moon hangs Floyd | overhead, and all the constellations, frozen in their places. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the floor, bathed in its own light, is a perfect Floyd | dodecahedron. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oopsie. No matter." | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Dont' mind if I docecado." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x dodecahedron" | ||||
Floyd | A solid of unidentifiable material, smooth, shiny, and unflawed, Floyd | across whose surfaces play the images of stars. Orion. Casseiopeia. Floyd | The Pleiades. The Great Bear. And here and there among the Floyd | constellations, the planets, wanderers, appear: traveling back on Floyd | themselves, then straight again, across the dozen facets of the gem. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | It weighs almost nothing, but you hear its music for a moment in your Floyd | mind: gracious and yet swift, a courtly dance. Floyd | | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||||
Floyd | "It is not an easy road." (You're standing in your master's study Floyd | again; younger than now, and better fed.) "You'll have to learn to Floyd | read, if you're to be any use to me." Floyd | Floyd | You feel yourself nodding. Floyd | | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | He opens the book on his desk, and shows you the images therein: the Floyd | planets represented by gods, each with attributes; the bird with three Floyd | heads, cased in a glass bottle; the constellations, given their proper Floyd | faces. And as you look at the pictures, he tells you about things: Floyd | Time, eternity. The significance of objects themselves, and of their Floyd | relationships, of their proportions. Of harmony, both moral and Floyd | physical. Floyd | | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | Too bad the price has been so great and the reward so slight. Your Floyd | mother's ring, all you had left of her. Except, of course, the ruins Floyd | of a house you cannot inhabit. Floyd | Floyd | Destruction gratifies you. Proof of your strength. In small ways the Floyd | hardness you must practice here creeps into your action in the Floyd | ordinary world. (Memories you can't disguise from yourself: kicking a Floyd | little girl, breaking a window for no reason.) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower of Stars Floyd | You stand among cogs and gears, many with teeth longer than your Floyd | forearm; the outer ring of the floor is wholly occupied with these. Floyd | Floyd | But above is a spangled darkness full of music. The moon hangs Floyd | overhead, and all the constellations, frozen in their places. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You don't need to look to know yourself: mind and will and soul, Floyd | untied from matter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x moon" | ||||
Floyd | Queenly and bright: she seems now a sphere made of silver and ebony, Floyd | now a beautiful woman in black and white robes, in a chariot drawn by Floyd | bulls. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x bear" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a workbox Floyd | two keys: Floyd | a sturdy key (shrunken) (which opens the grating) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a needle (enlarged) Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x stars" | ||||
Floyd | Stars, the size of pomegranates, hanging in perfect emptiness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x sky" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Hm... what now? Boat ride?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "honk toot" | ||||
| Catena asks, "now who's the master?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "d,d,s,s" | ||||
Floyd | You clamber down through the stilled wheels... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | North Shore Floyd | Against the rough north wall of the cavern lies a moon-shaped landing Floyd | of white stone, with a pair of shallow steps down to the glass-black Floyd | surface of the lake. A Moorish archway leads away to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The only furniture is an ornate metal pole, branching at the top, with Floyd | dozens of bells hung from the branches. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x pole" | ||||
Floyd | Tiny silver bells, each with its tongue. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x ring bells" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "fing bells" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "ring bell" | ||||
Floyd | You tap one of the bells; it chimes so softly as almost not to be Floyd | heard at all. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "shake pole" | ||||
Floyd | The sound is light and clear. A thousand tiny circles form and Floyd | dissipate on the surface of the water, as though it rained. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "shake tree" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Timing, except you got it right." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | The quiet after rain. Floyd | Floyd | There is a distant splash; a long silence; a repetition. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | A dark shape distinguishes itself from the other darkness on the Floyd | water: a small gondola without passengers, a single gondolier bent at Floyd | his pole. It is progressing towards you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The gondola draws up against the ledge, its flank scraping stone. The Floyd | gondolier awaits. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "enter gondola" | ||||
Floyd | The gondolier watches impassively as you clamber in. Floyd | Floyd | With a heavy sigh, the gondolier pushes the gondola off and begins the Floyd | return journey to the south shore. After a few minutes, you arrive... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Shore of An Underground Lake Floyd | A narrow ledge of solid rock at the southern end of a great cavern. Floyd | Beyond it lies a body of water so flat, so black and tranquil, that it Floyd | might be a surface of polished obsidian. Floyd | Floyd | A gondola waits nearby, the gondolier leaning against his pole. Floyd | Floyd | Embedded in the wall, a mirror reflects your movements: an odd Floyd | smoothness in the unshaped stone. Floyd | Floyd | A heavy bronze bell hangs from a stand. Floyd | Floyd | The gondolier lifts his head and sighs softly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | A flat round mirror, which reflects you dimly in its face. Around the Floyd | edge runs the series of signs that fix an earthly object in an Floyd | unearthly world: your master put this here for your return. Floyd | Floyd | The gondolier, apparently weary of the wait, pushes off from the ledge Floyd | and is quickly merged again with the darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look in mirror" | ||||
Floyd | (You bow your head to the inevitable, like an ox undergoing the yoke. Floyd | And hate it. Has nothing changed?) Floyd | Floyd | You slip through the surface of the mirror... Floyd | | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push space" | ||||
Floyd | And wake in your bed, drenched with sweat, with your blanket pulled Floyd | around you. Floyd | Floyd | "You're back," your master remarks, seeing you stirring. "It's about Floyd | time." Floyd | Floyd | You glance at his hand; he is holding the dodecahedron, casting Floyd | crescents of light around the room. He follows your look. Floyd | "Remarkable," he admits. "You've done well." Floyd | Floyd | Reassured, you collapse back into the straw. You're still tired -- Floyd | and who knows how soon he will have some new direction for you? But Floyd | for now, you've done well. You've done well. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Awwwwww that's sweet." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "In a twisted, slave-like way." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, hooray. We finished!" | ||||
| Daniel says, "group IF is much more fun - more games should be played this way" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Grudging admissions of greatness are the best kind." | ||||
| Ellison says, "haha" | ||||
| olethros has disconnected. | ||||
| olethros was too old and infirm for your purpose. | Jacqueline says (to Daniel), "Yeah, I've been really playing lots more IF since we started CF. Helps get me through things I can't do alone before getting frustrated." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "So, next week it was suggested we try a double feature - Gun Mute and Attack of the Robot Yeti Zombies." | ||||
| Ellison says, "sounds good" | ||||
| Catena asks, "short ones?" | ||||
| Daniel says, "I'm for it - I haven't played those" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Keep mud-mailing suggestions or putting them on the ClubFloyd Suggested Games List." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Catena), "I guess. I haven't played them or even heard of them." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I haven't played them, but they're both said to be short and similar in, um, craft." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm going to go find them now, and mail them to Jota so that he can upload them to Floyd." | ||||
| Ellison says, "I started Gun Mute, but considering I didn't play it longer than ten minutes, it's a good CF choice for me" | ||||
| Catena asks, "or amusing lack thereof?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Ellison), "Excellent." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "So, sounds like people are up for those two. I shall work on that." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "But please keep sending/posting suggestions." | ||||
| Catena says, "ok" | ||||
| Catena says, "thanks all, it was fun" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "And again, thanks for joining us for a classic this week. It was great to revisit and actually get to the end this time." | ||||
| Ellison says, "good job, all" | ||||
| Daniel has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | Ellison asks, "anyone know if there's another ending to this one?" | |||
| DavidW says, "I suspect there's slight differences in ending. Obviously, it would be better not to lose the ring." | ||||
| Emily says, "there are about a dozen" | ||||
| Ellison says, "gotcha" | ||||
| DavidW says, "ah." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Wow. A dozen." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "And I take it you have to change things somewhat early on to find those other endings? Or we could explore them somewhat easily without going back too far? Probably the former." | ||||
| Emily says, "they're all accessible right to the end, yeah" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Anybody want to come tinker and see if we can get another ending?" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Or is everyone done for today?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I can try tinkering with you." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Shore of An Underground Lake Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a workbox Floyd | two keys: Floyd | a sturdy key (shrunken) (which opens the grating) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a needle (enlarged) Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Actually, rather than undoing, I should probably just restore." | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "How far back? Just the last save?" | ||||
| Daniel says, "I'll be in and out, but I can recap to see what you get" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I guess the last save point is fine." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf11" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a ball of yarn (enlarged) Floyd | a magnifying glass Floyd | a workbox Floyd | two keys: Floyd | a sturdy key (shrunken) (which opens the grating) Floyd | a delicate key (enlarged and made of metal) (which opens the Floyd | silvered door) Floyd | a tube (enlarged and made of metal) Floyd | a needle (enlarged) Floyd | some slippers (made of stone) (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You're you. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "So we don't have the Time element yet." | |||
| DavidW asks, "What if we return to the mirror without Time?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm. No. Didn't know there was one." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh - I get it." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Okay - drive the bus." | ||||
| DavidW says, "That was the -hedron in the gears room." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I'm not familiar with the game map." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Shore Floyd | Against the rough north wall of the cavern lies a moon-shaped landing Floyd | of white stone, with a pair of shallow steps down to the glass-black Floyd | surface of the lake. A Moorish archway leads away to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The only furniture is an ornate metal pole, branching at the top, with Floyd | dozens of bells hung from the branches. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "shake pole" | ||||
Floyd | The sound is light and clear. A thousand tiny circles form and Floyd | dissipate on the surface of the water, as though it rained. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Me neither, that was why I was ever so reliant on ParserGirl." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | There is a distant splash; a long silence; a repetition. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | A dark shape distinguishes itself from the other darkness on the Floyd | water: a small gondola without passengers, a single gondolier bent at Floyd | his pole. It is progressing towards you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The gondola draws up against the ledge, its flank scraping stone. The Floyd | gondolier awaits. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter gondola" | ||||
Floyd | The gondolier watches impassively as you clamber in. Floyd | Floyd | With a heavy sigh, the gondolier pushes the gondola off and begins the Floyd | return journey to the south shore. After a few minutes, you arrive... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Shore of An Underground Lake Floyd | A narrow ledge of solid rock at the southern end of a great cavern. Floyd | Beyond it lies a body of water so flat, so black and tranquil, that it Floyd | might be a surface of polished obsidian. Floyd | Floyd | A gondola waits nearby, the gondolier leaning against his pole. Floyd | Floyd | Embedded in the wall, a mirror reflects your movements: an odd Floyd | smoothness in the unshaped stone. Floyd | Floyd | A heavy bronze bell hangs from a stand. Floyd | Floyd | The gondolier lifts his head and sighs softly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch mirror" | ||||
Floyd | You reach out and touch the mirror, and your double returns the Floyd | gesture. Your fingers feel numb and cold. Floyd | Floyd | The gondolier, apparently weary of the wait, pushes off from the ledge Floyd | and is quickly merged again with the darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "ah. We can't use the mirror without succeeding?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | A flat round mirror, which reflects you dimly in its face. Around the Floyd | edge runs the series of signs that fix an earthly object in an Floyd | unearthly world: your master put this here for your return. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in mirror" | ||||
Floyd | You make out your face -- a bit tired and smudged, and the features Floyd | look sharper than you remembered. You feel cold just looking at Floyd | yourself. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "swim" | Jacqueline says, "Last time we 'looked in the mirror'" | |||
Floyd | You don't know how -- and even if you did, the lake is so cold that Floyd | you would probably cramp up immediately. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look in mirror" | ||||
Floyd | You make out your face -- a bit tired and smudged, and the features Floyd | look sharper than you remembered. You feel cold just looking at Floyd | yourself. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Daniel arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | Jacqueline says, "huh" | |||
| Daniel says, "bah, I was in the wrong room" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Guess not." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Restore back?" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "To which? 11?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf11" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | You clamber up through the stilled wheels... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Tower of Stars Floyd | You stand among cogs and gears, many with teeth longer than your Floyd | forearm; the outer ring of the floor is wholly occupied with these. Floyd | Floyd | But above is a spangled darkness full of music. The moon hangs Floyd | overhead, and all the constellations, frozen in their places. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the floor, bathed in its own light, is a perfect Floyd | dodecahedron. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Or farther back?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take dodecahedron" | ||||
Floyd | It weighs almost nothing, but you hear its music for a moment in your Floyd | mind: gracious and yet swift, a courtly dance. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Oh, right." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | "It is not an easy road." (You're standing in your master's study Floyd | again; younger than now, and better fed.) "You'll have to learn to Floyd | read, if you're to be any use to me." Floyd | Floyd | You feel yourself nodding. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||||
Floyd | He opens the book on his desk, and shows you the images therein: the Floyd | planets represented by gods, each with attributes; the bird with three Floyd | heads, cased in a glass bottle; the constellations, given their proper Floyd | faces. And as you look at the pictures, he tells you about things: Floyd | Time, eternity. The significance of objects themselves, and of their Floyd | relationships, of their proportions. Of harmony, both moral and Floyd | physical. Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Too bad the price has been so great and the reward so slight. Your Floyd | mother's ring, all you had left of her. Except, of course, the ruins Floyd | of a house you cannot inhabit. Floyd | Floyd | Destruction gratifies you. Proof of your strength. In small ways the Floyd | hardness you must practice here creeps into your action in the Floyd | ordinary world. (Memories you can't disguise from yourself: kicking a Floyd | little girl, breaking a window for no reason.) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | I beg your pardon? Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Now take it all." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||||
Floyd | There are none at all available! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | You clamber down through the stilled wheels... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You don't need to look to know yourself: mind and will and soul, Floyd | untied from matter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put glass in light" | ||||
Floyd | (the magnifying glass in the light hole) Floyd | It's out of reach. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "What are you thinking, just out of curiosity?" | |||
| DavidW asks, "about...?" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Where is the woman's statue?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "It's at the base of the stairs." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirrors" | ||||
Floyd | Shiny beads, shells sawn in half and jagged shards of mirror, all no Floyd | larger than your thumb, are embedded into the plaster of the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | A sunken round mirror, which reflects (but upside down and changed) Floyd | yourself, and your possessions, and all the rest of the room. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "There." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in mirror" | ||||
Floyd | (You bow your head to the inevitable, like an ox undergoing the yoke. Floyd | And hate it. Has nothing changed?) Floyd | Floyd | Back home, fast as thinking. Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | But your master cowers and trembles when he sees you, and cannot be Floyd | made to know you until you put the knowledge into him. Floyd | Floyd | Your positions are, from now on, reversed: it is he who bows to you, Floyd | who follows and obeys you. Some rip has occurred in the illusion you Floyd | called the world, so that everywhere you go, you find the substance Floyd | and the structure beyond. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Ah." | |||
| DavidW says, "oh" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "So, return via other reflections?" | ||||
| Taleslinger says, "And *finis*, not end." | ||||
| Daniel asks, "what about the calm water surface at the boat ride?" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Are there other reflectables in the game?" | ||||
| Daniel says, "and the silver door" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, T, it said 'finis' last time, too. I think it says that on them all." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "It's just 'end,' after all." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "What about the pool with the frogs?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Stairs lead up, and doorways open south, east and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Or the surface of the lake? The cistern (or did it drain?)?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | Alex says (to Jacqueline), "Awwwk! Word on the street is that ) is anti-banana." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | On the curving walls are painted the village and the nearby Floyd | countryside; beyond those are impossibly distant places (labelled for Floyd | your better instruction): Paris, spired and shimmering; southward Floyd | Rome; a misty London in the north. Floyd | Floyd | One of the large paving stones has been removed from its position, and Floyd | a ladder descends into the dark gap beneath. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | High Room Floyd | All the time that you were climbing the stairs, you could barely look Floyd | forward, so overwhelming was the light that came from this room; but Floyd | now that you have arrived, you see that it too is lit from somewhere Floyd | further on and far away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | The only exit is down the stairs you came up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Shadows and Apparitions Floyd | You stand in the center of a dim room, lit from above by a piercing Floyd | light. Evidently there is another room above you, but the brilliance Floyd | of its illumination makes it impossible for you to perceive anything Floyd | up there. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a bulky expandable staircase. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Brass Menagerie Floyd | A long, low room, naturally lit by small windows just beneath the Floyd | ceiling. Down the center of the room runs a series of pedestals, and Floyd | on each pedestal stands an automated creature of some sort -- a great Floyd | clockwork bird; a chorus of glass frogs; a pair of human dancers Floyd | eternally whirling on the cogged floor of their tiny ballroom. Floyd | Floyd | Beside the door, and running down into the rock of the floor, is an Floyd | enormous crank of Damascus steel. Floyd | Floyd | On the wall there is an adjustable lever. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "here?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x frogs" | ||||
Floyd | Made of green Venetian ware, set in a pond full of lilies. The Floyd | largest is a bullfrog, with bulging eyes and a full extended throat. Floyd | Floyd | The water is done in several layers of glass, so that through the Floyd | mottled blue of the surface you can discern the darting koi painted on Floyd | the lower levels. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x frogs" | ||||
Floyd | Made of green Venetian ware, set in a pond full of lilies. The Floyd | largest is a bullfrog, with bulging eyes and a full extended throat. Floyd | Floyd | The water is done in several layers of glass, so that through the Floyd | mottled blue of the surface you can discern the darting koi painted on Floyd | the lower levels. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x pond" | ||||
Floyd | The surface layer is interlocked with ripples, and mottled blue and Floyd | clear; beneath are several levels of fish, some close and large, some Floyd | small and almost invisible with depth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch pond" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the pond feels uneven under your fingers, and you Floyd | wonder what technique could have produced so accurate an impression of Floyd | broken water. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look in pond" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Okay, that's not one." | |||
| DavidW says, "I'm not sure reflections are what we need to look for." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Did you try the surface of the lake already?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "no" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Stairs lead up and down, and doorways open east and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Hm... what else do you think will take us back?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Stairs lead up, and doorways open south, east and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Only the first mirror 'took us back'." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Shore Floyd | Against the rough north wall of the cavern lies a moon-shaped landing Floyd | of white stone, with a pair of shallow steps down to the glass-black Floyd | surface of the lake. A Moorish archway leads away to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The only furniture is an ornate metal pole, branching at the top, with Floyd | dozens of bells hung from the branches. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x lake" | ||||
Floyd | Preternaturally smooth and flat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in lake" | ||||
Floyd | You're arrested by your own faint reflection, staring back pale and Floyd | disshevelled from the surface. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x reflection" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "think" | ||||
Floyd | You're thinking pretty much constantly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | Jacqueline says, "Well, both mirrors did." | |||
Floyd | You don't need to look to know yourself: mind and will and soul, Floyd | untied from matter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "fly" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "no, the 2nd mirror did not." | |||
| Daniel says, "what about something like 'wake up' or other non-item related return methods" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wake up" | ||||
Floyd | Who is to say whether you are awake now or sleeping? But whichever it Floyd | is, you cannot change that state by your own volition. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "It didn't?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||||
Floyd | Who is to say whether you are awake now or sleeping? But whichever it Floyd | is, you cannot change that state by your own volition. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline | Back home, fast as thinking. But your master cowers and trembles when he sees you, | |||
| Daniel says (to Floyd), "click heels" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | DavidW says, "oh. I guess I reinterpreted that." | |||
| Jacqueline laughs at Daniel. | ||||
| DavidW says, "I understood it to mean something else." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, I think it took us back." | ||||
| Daniel asks, "climbing up to the very top and then jumping?" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Can we see ourselves in the silvery door?" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Where's that?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Water seems to not be working, but perhaps there are other reflective surfaces." | ||||
| Daniel says, "centerish of the map I think" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Shore Floyd | Against the rough north wall of the cavern lies a moon-shaped landing Floyd | of white stone, with a pair of shallow steps down to the glass-black Floyd | surface of the lake. A Moorish archway leads away to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The only furniture is an ornate metal pole, branching at the top, with Floyd | dozens of bells hung from the branches. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | Not quite shiny enough to act as a mirror. It is significantly taller Floyd | than you are, narrow, with a keyhole exactly in the middle. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "There." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Ah." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in door" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in keyhole" | ||||
Floyd | Since the door is open, you find yourself peering through at the Floyd | adjacent wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x light" | ||||
Floyd | It's hard to tell, from here, whether you are seeing sunlight or some Floyd | other kind. You see daylight rarely in your travels; these are Floyd | isolated places, self-contained. Floyd | Floyd | But the light is too bright too look at long, whether it falls through Floyd | glass or empty air; it carries no heat. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel asks, "well going through the looking glass works - so maybe we need to find a rabbit hole?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter light" | ||||
Floyd | It's out of reach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | Jacqueline tries to think of other surfaces. | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirrors" | ||||
Floyd | Shiny beads, shells sawn in half and jagged shards of mirror, all no Floyd | larger than your thumb, are embedded into the plaster of the ceiling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch mirrors" | ||||
Floyd | You feel nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in mirrors" | ||||
Floyd | (Yes, why not? An easier way than to go home, in bitterness.) Floyd | Floyd | You leap, divide, return by multiple ways. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Out of unity into multiplicity, out of time into the eternal instant. Floyd | Feeling all the surface of the walls on your back, having the image of Floyd | every angle in your eyes. In this little space, you know as much as Floyd | God himself: omniscience bounded in a hollow shell. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Daniel says, "oooh I like that one" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Good memory, David." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Shore Floyd | Against the rough north wall of the cavern lies a moon-shaped landing Floyd | of white stone, with a pair of shallow steps down to the glass-black Floyd | surface of the lake. A Moorish archway leads away to the north. Floyd | Floyd | The only furniture is an ornate metal pole, branching at the top, with Floyd | dozens of bells hung from the branches. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x be;;s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bells" | ||||
Floyd | Tiny silver bells, each with its tongue. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in bells" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pole" | ||||
Floyd | Tiny silver bells, each with its tongue. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x north wall" | ||||
Floyd | The north wall has been scraped into a rough obedience; set into it, Floyd | an archway of white stone, shaped like a keyhole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x archway" | ||||
Floyd | Outlined in white stone and decorated with a geometric pattern. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pattern" | ||||
Floyd | Predominantly made of triangular or near-triangular figures, Floyd | interlocked, and carved deeply into the stone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tongue" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x lake" | ||||
Floyd | Preternaturally smooth and flat. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I think it has to be mirrors, given what was on the vellum." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in lake" | ||||
Floyd | You're arrested by your own faint reflection, staring back pale and Floyd | disshevelled from the surface. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch lake" | ||||
Floyd | So cold it burns your fingers and leaves your whole arm feeling Floyd | momentarily numb. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel asks, "are there any mirrors in the paintings?" | |||
| DavidW says, "Probably" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | Not quite shiny enough to act as a mirror. It is significantly taller Floyd | than you are, narrow, with a keyhole exactly in the middle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "rub door" | ||||
Floyd | You achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "shine door" | ||||
Floyd | You achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | Not quite shiny enough to act as a mirror. It is significantly taller Floyd | than you are, narrow, with a keyhole exactly in the middle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Is this of use? What was written on the vellum?" | |||
| Jacqueline | Front and back are covered with diagrams of optical devices: silvered mirrors both flat and concave; a convex lens; a round ball of glass. | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Perhaps we need to find the convex lens and the ball of glass?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x water" | ||||
Floyd | It's too far away for you to reach from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel says, "turn the yarn into glass" | |||
| DavidW asks, "ball of glass?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "That was my thought. What Daniel said." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "It's been otherwise useless, no?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "The yarn was a solution for the gears." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh - I thought we used the panel and the needle for tat." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "er, that" | ||||
| DavidW says, "yes. There's multiple solutions in this game." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, true." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "The convex lens is in the statue's hand." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Regardless, we could try that on the yarn." | ||||
| DavidW says, "We probably could've used stone slippers instead of an enlarged ring for the cistern." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "That didn't work." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "We tried, and couldn't make it work." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "no?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "They wouldn't hang." | ||||
| Daniel says, "they wouldn't stay on - but various sizes weren't tried so maybe" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "I think we enlarged them once, but I can't be sure." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | You have reached the lowest extent of the stair, and stand on what Floyd | might best be described as a small balcony. The surface of the water Floyd | is still some distance below you. Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps to deal with predicaments such as that in which you now find Floyd | yourself, a pulley mechanism has been installed at this level. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x water" | ||||
Floyd | It's too far away for you to reach from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in water" | Jacqueline says (to PG), "Hm... I'm thinkging the 'convex mirror' was the statue, not the 'convex lens.' I'm thinking the flat mirror is the one by the lake. The convex one on the statue. The lens and the ball of glass I'm not as sure about." | |||
Floyd | It's too dark to see anything that might be down there. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | The only exit is the spiral stair, by which you can emerge from the Floyd | cistern. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | (Yes, why not? An easier way than to go home, in bitterness.) Floyd | Floyd | You let yourself go, fall-- down, to, through the surface of the water Floyd | -- fading the deeper you go, losing yourself in the infinite depth, Floyd | until you come to dark unbeing and cool slumber at the world's heart. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the Cistern Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Ooh - love the wording there." | |||
| Daniel says, "that ending is nice too - much better than the whole master slave deal no matter which end you're on" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Best IF suicide EVAR." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "haha" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x water" | ||||
Floyd | It's too far away for you to reach from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ocean" | ||||
Floyd | A great expanse of open water, in some places calm, in some rough. Floyd | Here and there the artist has added sea creatures: the fins of fish, a Floyd | coil of the Leviathan. Trade ships run before the wind, bent steeply Floyd | on their courses. And pirates after them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x leviathan" | ||||
Floyd | A great expanse of open water, in some places calm, in some rough. Floyd | Here and there the artist has added sea creatures: the fins of fish, a Floyd | coil of the Leviathan. Trade ships run before the wind, bent steeply Floyd | on their courses. And pirates after them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pirates" | ||||
Floyd | Almost too small to see, numerous but dwarfed by the ocean itself. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pirates with lens" | ||||
Floyd | (A fatalistic gesture, of sorts, since you can't bring yourself to put Floyd | an actual end to your life. But you're sick of home, and yourself, Floyd | and mean to flee both.) Floyd | Floyd | You peer through the glass-- Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | And end on a squalid deck, stinking of close-packed bodies and unfresh Floyd | meat. The horizon tips and sways, and you clutch the railing, trying Floyd | to find your place, your balance. You had not really even understood Floyd | that there were such places as this in the world, let alone that you Floyd | might come to them. Floyd | Floyd | Then someone shouts at you in gutter Spanish, and you reply without Floyd | thinking. In your glass, a fat English vessel is crowding sail. Floyd | There will be a fine take before nightfall... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Daniel says, "heh" | |||
| DavidW says, "*** Pirate Ending ***" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Excellent." | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "Can we look through the lens, then, to other endings?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I guess so." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x ocean with lens" | ||||
Floyd | What the sea has taken from you, you cannot now retrieve. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "can you go to rowme and paris and london?" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x new world with lens" | ||||
Floyd | (A fatalistic gesture, of sorts, since you can't bring yourself to put Floyd | an actual end to your life. But you're sick of home, and yourself, Floyd | and mean to flee both.) Floyd | | DavidW says, "Possibly" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Catena), "Yeah, we should go see in a second." | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | You fall through the magnifying glass, and find yourself-- On a bare Floyd | strand, between the forest and the open sea. There are no footsteps, Floyd | no buildings, no signs of harbor or of habitation. Just pale sand, Floyd | virgin underfoot. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Catena exclaims, "Cthulhu ending!" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "ha, those lens endings are great" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | This is the rim of a great cistern, which is built of bricks and lined Floyd | with plaster, and must be very old. Along the inside of the cistern, Floyd | a spiral stair descends towards the surface of the water, more than a Floyd | full story below you. Floyd | Floyd | The walls themselves are painted with images of the vast unsociable Floyd | ocean: of the broad empty water, the clustering clouds, the thin and Floyd | distant crust that is the beginning of the New World. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena says, "with the squid" | |||
| DavidW says, "That's 6 endings found so far, I think." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x new world" | ||||
Floyd | A thin strip of coastline on the horizon, showing a dense growth of Floyd | strange trees, and in a few places mountains rising out of the Floyd | surrounding land. A single plume of smoke rises from this shore, as Floyd | though to indicate that the land is inhabited, though only just. Floyd | Floyd | Some of the picture is too tiny for you to make out with the naked Floyd | eye. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel says, "they feel slightly incomplete though - it;s like giving up" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x village with lens" | ||||
Floyd | (A fatalistic gesture, of sorts, since you can't bring yourself to put Floyd | an actual end to your life. But you're sick of home, and yourself, Floyd | and mean to flee both.) Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | You fall through the magnifying glass, and find yourself-- Where you Floyd | have no further use for the knowledge gained from books, or any of the Floyd | hard and tortuous learning that your master practices, with its arcana Floyd | and its grim secrets. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Seven." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Daniel), "Yeah. We're just finding them to collect all the Easter eggs." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x clouds" | ||||
Floyd | A great expanse of open water, in some places calm, in some rough. Floyd | Here and there the artist has added sea creatures: the fins of fish, a Floyd | coil of the Leviathan. Trade ships run before the wind, bent steeply Floyd | on their courses. And pirates after them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x trade ships with lens" | ||||
Floyd | (A fatalistic gesture, of sorts, since you can't bring yourself to put | Daniel says (to Jacq), "yeah I know, just commenting on the enjoyability of the various endings" | |||
Floyd | an actual end to your life. But you're sick of home, and yourself, Floyd | and mean to flee both.) Floyd | Floyd | You peer through the glass-- Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Barefoot on a sloping deck. The horizon tips unpleasantly. Elation Floyd | and terror mingle in your gut -- and you puke spectacularly over the Floyd | side. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "YAY" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Top of Cistern Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Cool that you can end up either on the pirate ship or its prey." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x leviathan with lens" | ||||
Floyd | What the sea has taken from you, you cannot now retrieve. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel asks, "ooh! what about at the top of the steps looking at the moon through the lens?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fish with lens" | ||||
Floyd | What the sea has taken from you, you cannot now retrieve. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Any more here, or go to London, Rome, and Pairrie?" | |||
| DavidW says, "We found 4 endings in this picture; we should look elsewhere." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Daniel), "We could try that, too." | ||||
| Jacqueline sits back and waits for someone else to drive, as she is so fond of doing. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | On the curving walls are painted the village and the nearby Floyd | countryside; beyond those are impossibly distant places (labelled for Floyd | your better instruction): Paris, spired and shimmering; southward Floyd | Rome; a misty London in the north. Floyd | Floyd | One of the large paving stones has been removed from its position, and Floyd | a ladder descends into the dark gap beneath. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x paris" | ||||
Floyd | Paris, narrow streets with narrow houses crowded; the Seine, and the Floyd | Pont Neuf; trees in the preserve of the King. There's a great deal of Floyd | detail that you can't quite make out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x seine" | ||||
Floyd | Paris, narrow streets with narrow houses crowded; the Seine, and the Floyd | Pont Neuf; trees in the preserve of the King. There's a great deal of Floyd | detail that you can't quite make out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x paris with lens" | ||||
Floyd | (A fatalistic gesture, of sorts, since you can't bring yourself to put Floyd | an actual end to your life. But you're sick of home, and yourself, Floyd | and mean to flee both.) Floyd | Floyd | You look in-- Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | You're translated instantly into that bright and shallow world: silks, Floyd | canopies, masques. Everything you were before takes but a moment to Floyd | forget. Long hours, work, servitude; the light in Tuscany; your Floyd | mother's grave. Floyd | Floyd | And then you're gathering your skirts and descending the grand stairs, Floyd | your slippers silent on the marble. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "That's a pleasant one." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x london" | ||||
Floyd | The fog seems to part a little even as you look. You see the houses Floyd | of merchants, and men planning expeditions, and the builders of ships, Floyd | and other things, small but perfect: however closely you look you Floyd | can't seem to see it all. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x london with lens" | ||||
Floyd | (A fatalistic gesture, of sorts, since you can't bring yourself to put Floyd | an actual end to your life. But you're sick of home, and yourself, Floyd | and mean to flee both.) Floyd | Floyd | You look through the glass-- Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | And suddenly you're on the stage, sleeves of your costume flapping, Floyd | voice loud: "Nothing of him that doth fade / but doth suffer a Floyd | sea-change..." No time to think, only to act. The part comes Floyd | naturally to you: feigned service to a magician-master, trouble, Floyd | tempest, truth. Your freedom, earned. Floyd | Floyd | Later, undressing in the room behind the stage, you'll remember only Floyd | that you've forgotten something. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Nice twist on that one." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | On the curving walls are painted the village and the nearby Floyd | countryside; beyond those are impossibly distant places (labelled for Floyd | your better instruction): Paris, spired and shimmering; southward Floyd | Rome; a misty London in the north. Floyd | Floyd | One of the large paving stones has been removed from its position, and Floyd | a ladder descends into the dark gap beneath. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x rome" | ||||
Floyd | The image grows in your eyes as you look: there are the ruins of the Floyd | ancients, arches and pillars. There are the palaces of the modern Floyd | princes, and the court of the Pope, with the Pontiff himself on his Floyd | throne, and all his Cardinals around. And there are other things, too Floyd | small and fine for you to see. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x rome with lens" | ||||
Floyd | (A fatalistic gesture, of sorts, since you can't bring yourself to put Floyd | an actual end to your life. But you're sick of home, and yourself, Floyd | and mean to flee both.) Floyd | Floyd | You look through the glass-- Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | And you're standing in a crowded corridor with the light squeezing in Floyd | the windows. Everywhere around you is the sussurus of speech -- Floyd | Italian, Latin, whispered French, sibilants and nasals. Your brain Floyd | reaches for, but cannot wholly grasp, an understanding. Floyd | Floyd | But you are swept along soon enough with the other pawns, children, Floyd | servants and hangers-on, into a maze of politics and prayer. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Vista Room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "To da moon?" | |||
| DavidW says, "ok" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x walls" | ||||
Floyd | The squares of precious substances have cut with the greatest care, so Floyd | that their surfaces are smoothly polished and bevelled. You are Floyd | unable to determine by what means they have been attached to the stone Floyd | beneath. Floyd | Floyd | In one place, however, the placard has been moved away and a dark Floyd | space exposed beneath. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in walls" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | You clamber up through the stilled wheels... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Tower of Stars Floyd | You stand among cogs and gears, many with teeth longer than your Floyd | forearm; the outer ring of the floor is wholly occupied with these. Floyd | Floyd | But above is a spangled darkness full of music. The moon hangs Floyd | overhead, and all the constellations, frozen in their places. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x moon" | ||||
Floyd | Queenly and bright: she seems now a sphere made of silver and ebony, Floyd | now a beautiful woman in black and white robes, in a chariot drawn by Floyd | bulls. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x moon with lens" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Aw" | |||
| Daniel says, "aw" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x constellations" | ||||
Floyd | Stars, the size of pomegranates, hanging in perfect emptiness. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks (of DW), "How many is that?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Endings, I mean." | |||
| DavidW says, "Eleven." | ||||
| Daniel says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | You jump a few times. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Emily said there were 'about' a dozen." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "That could mean 11." | ||||
| Daniel says, "suicide and prism endings were the best imho" | ||||
| Daniel says, "returning and forgetting both suck" | ||||
| DavidW says, "1) mirror, 2) statue's mirror, 3) prism, 4) jump into cistern, 5) pirate, 6) new world, 7) village, 8) trade ships, 9) paris, 10) london, 11) rome" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Which was the prism?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "The mirrors in the Dome" | ||||
| Daniel says, "omniscient stuff" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh, right." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Did we trying flinging ourselves into the lake? Maybe from the boat?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I'm not sure we can." | ||||
| Daniel says, "of course if that works we'll likely end up in some variant of hell" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm not sure we can, either." | ||||
| DavidW says, "The return trip is nigh-instant, I think." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Daniel), "heh" | ||||
| Jacqueline scrolls back to see. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | You clamber down through the stilled wheels... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You're going to need your hands free if you want to crawl in there. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||||
Floyd | ball of yarn: Dropped. Floyd | magnifying glass: You set the magnifying glass down gently. Floyd | workbox: Dropped. Floyd | sturdy key: Dropped. Floyd | delicate key: Dropped. Floyd | tube: Dropped. Floyd | needle: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You take a deep breath and enter, suppressing your distaste. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Crawlspace Floyd | You're crouched in a square crawlspace, barely broader than the width Floyd | of your shoulders. The absence of light makes things particularly Floyd | unpleasant. Floyd | Floyd | There's a faint draft at the northern end of the tunnel. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Yeah." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "It's instant." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | There's no room in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter mechanism" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | Daniel asks, "what about the copper panel? perhaps it reflects?" | |||
| DavidW says, "I think that got destroyed." | ||||
| Daniel says, "oh right" | ||||
| DavidW says, "It might reflect, though." | ||||
| Daniel says, "oh well, probably didn't anyway" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch mechanism" | ||||
Floyd | The metal is astonishingly cold to the touch, especially for something Floyd | that has been in such constant motion. Floyd | Floyd | The undressed stone of the walls scrapes at you as you move, which is Floyd | an extremely unpleasant and distracting sensation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "lick mechanism" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Mid-level Floyd | A midpoint in the tower, with doorways east and west, lit from above. Floyd | The south wall is occupied by a deep niche, in which is a statue of a Floyd | young man in the Greek mode. Floyd | Floyd | The walls have been sheathed with a variety of fine materials, all Floyd | exceptionally costly: sheets of beaten gold, squares of lapis lazuli, Floyd | placards of ruby and adamant. There is a dark, square hole in the Floyd | north wall where one of these sheets has been removed. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a needle, a tube (which is empty), two keys (a delicate Floyd | key and a sturdy key), a workbox (which is empty), a magnifying glass Floyd | and a ball of yarn here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||||
Floyd | needle: Taken. Floyd | tube: Taken. Floyd | delicate key: Taken. Floyd | sturdy key: Taken. Floyd | workbox: Taken. Floyd | magnifying glass: Taken. Floyd | ball of yarn: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Daniel says (to Floyd), "look in gold" | ||||
Floyd | (the sturdy key) Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look through lens" | ||||
Floyd | [ Try LOOK THROUGH GLASS AT <thing> ] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Daniel says (to Floyd), "look in ruby" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Catena asks, "did you try the yarn as a glass orb?" | |||
| Daniel says, "oh! we forgot to do that" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "We haven't yet. Thanks - I'd forgotten." | ||||
| DavidW says, "We could try turning the workbox to silver, I guess." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Stairs lead up and down, and doorways open east and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tower, Bottom Floyd | You stand at the bottom of a stone tower. Doorways open in each of Floyd | the cardinal directions, except for the north; there, a spacious niche Floyd | contains the statue of a woman, skillfully executed in white marble. Floyd | Floyd | The center of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase, but one made Floyd | of such slender and delicate supports that it obscures neither light Floyd | nor view. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the south stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dome of Broken Light Floyd | A straight white light comes through the hole in the ceiling, but it Floyd | is soon after twisted and bent: mirrors cast it from angle to angle; Floyd | crystal divides it; glass stains it. Floyd | Floyd | East and west, low corridors lead into shadow. Floyd | Floyd | The silvery door to the north stands open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | An orchard of glass trees: trunks slender and orderly as the columns Floyd | of the Alhambra, foliage iridescent and frail. No wind stirs, and Floyd | yet, from time to time, a leaf casts free of its branch and drifts to Floyd | the ground. The whole floor of the cavern is deep with them. Floyd | Floyd | At the center of this is a clearing where a monstrous furnace stands Floyd | -- shaped like a coiled dragon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put yarn in dragon" | ||||
Floyd | You put the ball of yarn into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn ear to 3" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 3. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | Transparency licks along the strands, making them glisten for a moment Floyd | as though wet. Then the transformation completes itself and the ball Floyd | appears as one solid object, even the ridges between the strands Floyd | vanishing as the warm material melts together. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ball" | ||||
Floyd | A glass ball, like those that scryers use. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "ooh" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in it" | ||||
Floyd | You peer at the small figure of your master, there at the center of Floyd | the farseeing glass. Floyd | Floyd | The bending in is startling -- pressure in your head, in your lungs -- Floyd | and then the release comes suddenly. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | And here you are, at home. He hasn't seen you yet; he's still bent Floyd | over the bed with its tossed blankets and the lines he tied over you Floyd | when you slept. You reach down and touch the top of his head. Floyd | Floyd | It is a moment before he recognizes you. "How did you--?" He Floyd | gestures at the mattress, empty. "You should have come back here." Floyd | Floyd | "I took my own way." Floyd | Floyd | His gaze falls, from your face to the thing gleaming in your left Floyd | hand, and you see that he knows he will never again send you unwilling Floyd | on any errand. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Okay, that seems like a winner." | |||
| Daniel says, "bah, returning again - I still don't enjoy going back to that master slave situation" | ||||
| Daniel says, "there's no freedom in that no matter which end of the deal you're on" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Too bad the game ends there, or I would have suggested we tie him down to the bed and make him go get stuff and burn scars into his hands and stuff." | ||||
| Catena says, "This ending doesn't imply that the relationship continues" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "But it's no longer master-slave, Daniel - we will never have to do his bidding unwillingly again." | ||||
| Daniel says, "but you're in the same world - nothing substantial has changed" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, the relationship has changed." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Which is why I deemed it a winner." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Glass Grove Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put box in dragon" | ||||
Floyd | You put the workbox into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn ear to 4" | ||||
Floyd | You turn the dial to 4. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks (of DW), "Trying the workbox?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Timing." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the workbox grows lustrous with a metallic sheen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x box" | ||||
Floyd | An ordinary round box, but made of metal. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in box" | ||||
Floyd | The workbox is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Thought it might be flat and shiny enough." | |||
| DavidW asks, "anyway, we found 12 endings. Any other ideas?" | ||||
| Catena says, "The paths of light lie open, the swiftness of thought, the bending, the division, and the reflection." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks (of Catena), "Whatcha thinking?" | ||||
| Catena says, "well, I think it describes the endings, or at least the mechanisms of ending" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Ah." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "What happens if the ball of yarn is metal?" | ||||
| Catena says, "we've been divided and bent and reflected, and thought has taken us to the miniature paintings" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Think we found them all. What do you gents think?" | ||||
| Catena says, "unless thought is also a different ending somehow" | ||||
| Daniel says, "yeah, I think if we missed any they're probably minor variants" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to DavidW), "My guess is nothing, but go for it." | ||||
| DavidW says, "We've probably found most of them, if not all." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put ball in dragon" | ||||
Floyd | You can only fit one thing into the furnace at a time. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take all from dragon" | ||||
Floyd | Removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put ball in dragon" | ||||
Floyd | You put the scrying glass into the furnace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn ear to 4" | ||||
Floyd | It is already set to that position. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | A hard, shiny surface forms rapidly over the face of the ball. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take ball" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ball" | ||||
Floyd | A large shining ball of metal. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in ball" | ||||
Floyd | You find it hard to see through the opaque material. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "rub ball" | ||||
Floyd | You achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ball with lens" | ||||
Floyd | You peer at the small figure of your master, there at the center of Floyd | the farseeing glass. Floyd | Floyd | The bending in is startling -- pressure in your head, in your lungs -- Floyd | and then the release comes suddenly. Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "juggle ball" | ||||
Floyd | And here you are, at home. He hasn't seen you yet; he's still bent Floyd | over the bed with its tossed blankets and the lines he tied over you Floyd | when you slept. You reach down and touch the top of his head. Floyd | Floyd | It is a moment before he recognizes you. "How did you--?" He Floyd | gestures at the mattress, empty. "You should have come back here." Floyd | Floyd | "I took my own way." Floyd | Floyd | His gaze falls, from your face to the thing gleaming in your left Floyd | hand, and you see that he knows he will never again send you unwilling Floyd | on any errand. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** Finis *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Ah - same ending, different means." | |||
| DavidW says, "Interesting. Metal ball + lens = glass ball." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Interesting." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Thanks, guys. That was great, finding all those other endings and exploring it like this." | ||||
| Daniel disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again. | Catena says, "are there other things wo could look at? Maybe lensing the ring gets you to your mother" | |||
| Daniel arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | Jacqueline says, "Hm. Well, that's tricky." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "I think you have to have everything done first to go anywhere, don't you>" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "You'd have to find how to solve the cistern without losing the ring." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "And we used the ring to get one of the elements." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "What DW said." | ||||
| Catena says, "well, maybe the dress of stone does the hook" | ||||
| Catena says, "but yeah, not trivial to redo" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, not trivial, since we used the dress elsewhere." | ||||
| DavidW says, "The workbox might've been a better choice for fire." | ||||
| Daniel asks, "also I noticed the ending said something about us being destructive - maybe there are non-destructive ways to solve all puzzles that would avoid this?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "possible" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm. Yeah." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well played, at any rate. Thanks, everyone." | ||||
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