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| inky says (to Floyd), "load gold" | ||||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | ------------------------- Floyd | By J. J. Guest. Floyd | ------------------------- Floyd | ADRIFT release 1.2 16th September 2002 Floyd | Visit J. J. Guest's website at: www.groundchuck.co.uk Floyd | Inform port by ralphmerridew (ralphmerridew@gmail.com) Floyd | Inform version 1.0, April 2006 Floyd | Type ZOOM IN, ZOOM OUT, or ZOOM AWAY to toggle automapping. (Do not Floyd | use with Gargoyle due to bugs.) Floyd | Floyd | Man, what a party! That was a night to remember - actually it'll be a Floyd | miracle if I remember it at all tomorrow! Oh, by the way, I'm Floyd | Goldilocks. I'm a nineteen year old blonde bombshell and I'm on my way Floyd | back from yet another crazy art school party. It's about five AM and Floyd | the sun's already up, as are the birds, who are doing their level best Floyd | to aggravate my hangover with their bloody singing! I could really use Floyd | something to eat and somewhere to sleep off this hangover, but Floyd | something tells me I shouldn't have taken this shortcut through the Floyd | forest. I have a really baaad feeling about it... Floyd | Goldilocks is a FOX! Floyd | Copyright (c) 16 Sep 2002 by J. J. Guest Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 090410 / Inform v6.31 Library 6/11 S Floyd | Floyd | In the enchanted forest Floyd | A large wooden sign informs me that I'm in the Enchanted Forest. What Floyd | it doesn't tell me is how the hell I get out! Everywhere I look there Floyd | are trees, trees, trees. This place definately has a 'tree' theme Floyd | going. A clearly marked path leads south and west, whilst in every Floyd | other direction are, well, trees. Floyd | An old pedlar is sitting on a log here, tending to his bunions. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pedlar" | ||||
Floyd | He looks distictly shifty - he'd look more at home on a market stall Floyd | in Hackney Wick than wandering around an enchanted forest. Floyd | The pedlar is carrying a battered suitcase. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "x bunions" | ||||
Floyd | I'd rather not, thankyou. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x suitcase" | ||||
Floyd | I don't think this guy's planning to take a holiday, so it must be Floyd | where he keeps his wares. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 5:04 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about wares" | ||||
Floyd | 'Beans! Get your magic beans! Only one cow a packet!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sell watch to pedlar" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to sell the wristwatch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sell watch" | ||||
Floyd | I can't sell that! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sell dress" | ||||
Floyd | I can't sell that! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about cow" | ||||
Floyd | 'That's right love, just one cow for a whole packet. Bargain.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about beans" | ||||
Floyd | 'That's right love, magic, they are. Not your ordinary beans, these.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about magic" | ||||
Floyd | 'Beans! Get your magic beans! Only one cow a packet!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | I'm about 5' 10", 19 years old with stripey tights and Doc Martens, Floyd | and I'm named after my really cool strawberry blonde dreadlocks. Floyd | Basically I'm a Fox, but you knew that already. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I guess we ought to steal us a cow somewhere." | |||
| maga asks, "explore?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "yeah" | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the enchanted forest Floyd | A large wooden sign informs me that I'm in the Enchanted Forest. What Floyd | it doesn't tell me is how the hell I get out! Everywhere I look there Floyd | are trees, trees, trees. This place definately has a 'tree' theme Floyd | going. A clearly marked path leads south and west, whilst in every Floyd | other direction are, well, trees. Floyd | An old pedlar is sitting on a log here, tending to his bunions. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On a path in the forest Floyd | I'm on a path winding through the Enchanted Forest. The path winds its Floyd | way from the north towards the west. In every other direction there Floyd | are dark, sinister looking trees that wave their branches at me in an Floyd | anthropomorphic kind of way. Ooh, I'm soooo scared! Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger asks, "So, uh, so fox here doesn't mean the animal?" | |||
| inky asks, "are doc martens really foxy?" | ||||
| inky says, "foxy = sexy" | ||||
| DavidW says, "no, fox here means sexy" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "wave" | ||||
Floyd | I wave, feeling foolish. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "wave at trees" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tree" | ||||
Floyd | There's really not a lot I can say about them except that they're Floyd | tall, they're made of wood, and they're absolutely bloody everywhere! Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I've never thought of doc martens as anything but shoes of some sort." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb tree" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see much point in doing that. Besides, I'd only ladder my Floyd | tights! Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Women are usually sexier when they take them off" | |||
| inky | Dr. Martens is a footwear, clothing and accessories brand, and the footwear products are most often known as Doc Martens, Docs or DMs. The footwear is distinct because of its air-cushioned sole (dubbed Bouncing Soles), developed by Dr. Klaus MC$rtens of Germany. The boots and shoes have been especially popular among skinheads, punks, grungers and members of a few other youth subcultures. | ||||
| Taleslinger says, "Oups, that came out gaudier than intended" | ||||
| inky says, "whereas she seems like more of a sorority girl type" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "talk to pedlar" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga asks (of inky), "in dreadlocks?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about me" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ok, good point" | |||
| DavidW says, "We moved away from the pedlar" | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | I'm wandering in the forest lost and completely disorientated! Floyd | Everywhere I look there are strange, twisted trees, and what's more Floyd | they all look exactly the same! I'm beginning to think it was a really | inky says, "I guess I got the wrong image from the "strawberry blonde" part and ignored the rest" | |||
Floyd | bad idea to leave the path... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | I'm wandering in the forest lost and completely disorientated! Floyd | Everywhere I look there are strange, twisted trees, and what's more Floyd | they all look exactly the same! I'm beginning to think it was a really Floyd | bad idea to leave the path... Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oh well" | |||
| DavidW says, "uh oh" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "climb tree" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see much point in doing that. Besides, I'd only ladder my Floyd | tights! Floyd | Floyd | Can't help feeling I'm being watched... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "shout" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cry" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "sing" | ||||
Floyd | My singing is abominable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "yell" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "whistle" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "verbose" | ||||
Floyd | Goldilocks is a FOX! is now in its "verbose" mode, which always gives Floyd | long descriptions of locations (even if I've been there before). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "smell" | ||||
Floyd | I smell nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | Uh-oh - what's that? I could have sworn I saw a pair of big, yellow Floyd | eyes staring at me through the leaves... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "poke eyes" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "wolf?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x wolf" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "howl" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x eyes" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wolf whistle" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | I'm walking in a trackless wilderness of tall, straight trees whose Floyd | mighty trunks remind me of the time I got lost among the Axminsters at Floyd | CarpetWorld aged six. I can go in just about any direction, but they Floyd | all look the same to me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On a path in the forest Floyd | I'm on a path winding through the Enchanted Forest. The path winds its Floyd | way from the north towards the west. In every other direction there Floyd | are dark, sinister looking trees that wave their branches at me in an Floyd | anthropomorphic kind of way. Ooh, I'm soooo scared! Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ah. We got back." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | As I head off along the path a pathetic, mangey looking wolf jumps out Floyd | from behind a bush and slobbers at me in what he probably hopes is a Floyd | menacing way. Floyd | 'I am the Big Bad Wolf!' says he. Then, after an awkward pause he Floyd | adds 'well, what are you waiting for? Aren't you going to ask me the Floyd | way to Grandma's house?' He looks at me quizzically for a moment and Floyd | then slaps his forehead. Floyd | 'My humblest apologies!' he says. 'You are not the young woman I Floyd | seek. She of the crimson shawl must needs be elsewhere!' He darts back Floyd | into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | At a fork in the path Floyd | I'm at a fork in the path. Not the kind of fork you eat with, the sort Floyd | where the path forks; you know, like a fork. To the north the path Floyd | widens into a clearing. To the west it disappears into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "did the pedlar wander off?" | |||
| DavidW says, "no, we wandered off" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Do you want to go back there?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On a path in the forest Floyd | I'm on a path winding through the Enchanted Forest. The path winds its Floyd | way from the north towards the west. In every other direction there Floyd | are dark, sinister looking trees that wave their branches at me in an Floyd | anthropomorphic kind of way. Ooh, I'm soooo scared! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the enchanted forest Floyd | A large wooden sign informs me that I'm in the Enchanted Forest. What Floyd | it doesn't tell me is how the hell I get out! Everywhere I look there Floyd | are trees, trees, trees. This place definately has a 'tree' theme Floyd | going. A clearly marked path leads south and west, whilst in every Floyd | other direction are, well, trees. Floyd | An old pedlar is sitting on a log here, tending to his bunions. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about me" | ||||
Floyd | 'Beans! Get your magic beans! Only one cow a packet!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about wolf" | ||||
Floyd | 'Lots of wolves around here, love. Got to be careful, you have. Nearly Floyd | got eaten by one myself, I did. But see, I'm clever. Canny. Outsmarted Floyd | him, love. They're none too bright, your average wolf.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about beans" | ||||
Floyd | 'That's right love, magic, they are. Not your ordinary beans, these.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about cow" | ||||
Floyd | 'That's right love, just one cow for a whole packet. Bargain.' Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I guess this guy isn't much help unless we can get a cow" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "ask pedlar about tree" | ||||
Floyd | 'Do you know what? I hadn't even noticed them. Want to buy some Floyd | beans?' Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "yeah, he's kinda fixated on the topic." | |||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "get beans" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ferret arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | DavidW says, "I really think we need a cow to get the beans." | |||
| inky says, "ok, then I guess we should keep going" | ||||
| inky asks, "did we go the right way last time or should we go the other way?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I assume there's places in both directions." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | I'm pretty sure that's the direction I came from when I entered the Floyd | forest, so let's go a different way. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We've seen at most six locations so far." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On a path in the forest Floyd | I'm on a path winding through the Enchanted Forest. The path winds its Floyd | way from the north towards the west. In every other direction there Floyd | are dark, sinister looking trees that wave their branches at me in an Floyd | anthropomorphic kind of way. Ooh, I'm soooo scared! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At a fork in the path Floyd | I'm at a fork in the path. Not the kind of fork you eat with, the sort Floyd | where the path forks; you know, like a fork. To the north the path Floyd | widens into a clearing. To the west it disappears into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read sign" | ||||
Floyd | THREE BEARS' COTTAGE Floyd | Floyd | Trespassers will be prostrate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cottage" | ||||
Floyd | Talk about bijou! It's not much bigger than a shoebox. There's a Floyd | little chimney on the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x stones" | ||||
Floyd | A crazy-paving path that leads around the side of the house towards a Floyd | small garden. It's lined by rows of large stones that have for some Floyd | reason been painted white. Somebody's been watching too many of those Floyd | gardening programmes on TV. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search stones" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take stone" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take stones" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Go onto the porch? Or go around the cottage to the west?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "sneaking around back is always better" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x plot" | ||||
Floyd | It's in a sunny spot by the side of the cottage. There's a bunch of Floyd | leaves sticking out of the ground there; weird! Also in the plot is an Floyd | overripe pumpkin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pond" | ||||
Floyd | The Three Bears' attempt at a 'water feature' is rather small and Floyd | choked with pond weed. I think I see something small and green moving Floyd | below the surface! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get pumpkin" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x leaves" | ||||
Floyd | Just sticking out of the ground. Wacky. I wonder who put them there. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get leaves" | ||||
Floyd | I take hold of the leaves and give them a good yank. Something pops Floyd | out of the ground in a great shower of earth! There seems to be some Floyd | kinda root vegetable actually attached to the leaves. Weird; I always Floyd | thought these things came from tins! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x root" | ||||
Floyd | It's big and lumpy and covered in mud. Do people actually eat these Floyd | things? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "clean root" | ||||
Floyd | I achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a turnip Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pond" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pond" | ||||
Floyd | The Three Bears' attempt at a 'water feature' is rather small and Floyd | choked with pond weed. I think I see something small and green moving Floyd | below the surface! Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | The Three Bears' attempt at a 'water feature' is rather small and Floyd | choked with pond weed. I think I see something small and green moving Floyd | below the surface! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x green" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x frog" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search pond" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "swim" | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "drink pond" | ||||
Floyd | There's not enough water to swim in. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | There's nothing suitable to drink here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter pond" | ||||
Floyd | Two things: One; the pond is only two feet deep. Two; I'm not swimming Floyd | in a murky bloody pond. Okay? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "reach in pond" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in pond" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "look in pond" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I wonder if we will have to drain it or scoop the thing out or something" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get weed" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "clean pond" | ||||
Floyd | I achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I think a scoop, or it's the golden ball story." | |||
| inky says, "yeah ok" | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "put root in pond" | ||||
Floyd | I'd need a pretty good reason for chucking something in a pond, 'cos Floyd | I'm not wading in there after a turnip. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pumpkin" | ||||
Floyd | It's a little on the squishy side - no good even for making jack o' Floyd | lanterns now. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "break pumpkin" | ||||
Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "eat pumpkin" | ||||
Floyd | I think I'll pass on that, thankyou. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "eat turnip" | ||||
Floyd | Aren't you supposed to cook these things first? Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I wonder if the pumpkin is for a Cinderella carriage." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x shed" | ||||
Floyd | It's a ramshackle structure that was obviously cobbled together in Floyd | five minutes some idle Sunday afternoon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pergola" | ||||
Floyd | It leads into a small meadow bounded by a rickety fence. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I don't know what a pergola is." | |||
| inky asks, "it's like a gazebo, isn't it?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "For all I know, it's a trellis in the shape of an archway." | ||||
| inky says, "I guess it is more like a -- yea" | ||||
| inky says, "it's more like a 3d trellis" | ||||
| inky says, "like four legs and a trellis on top" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter shed" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the potting shed Floyd | I'm in the potting shed, a ramshackle structure that was obviously Floyd | cobbled together in five minutes some idle Sunday afternoon. I didn't Floyd | know bears had green fingers. In fact I didn't know they had fingers Floyd | at all. Plant pots of all sizes are scattered about the shed untidily Floyd | and the whole place is festooned with cobwebs. Floyd | In the corner is an old metal trunk marked 'FISHING TACKLE.' Floyd | Floyd | I can also see a pair of secateurs and a ratty old paintbrush here. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ah" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x secateurs" | ||||
Floyd | A pair of pruning clippers, for pruning things I guess. What does Floyd | pruning have to do with prunes? The pair of secateurs are covered in Floyd | rust. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get it" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get them" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "'secateurs'. So UK." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get paintbrush" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x it" | ||||
Floyd | I've seen more hair on a skinhead but at a pinch it's probably still Floyd | serviceable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x box" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tackle" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x trunk" | ||||
Floyd | It's a battered old thing with the words 'FISHING TACKLE' crudely Floyd | painted on the lid. The old metal trunk is closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open it" | ||||
Floyd | I open the trunk. It contains some sticks of dynamite. If this is what Floyd | Papa Bear thinks of as fishing tackle I dread to think what he uses Floyd | for hunting - a Sherman tank, perhaps? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get dynamite" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pots" | ||||
Floyd | The plant pots are piled precariously against the wall of the shed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search pots" | ||||
Floyd | I find a trowel and a pair of gardening gloves, which I take. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "move pots" | ||||
Floyd | Those are fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "lotta stuff here" | |||
| DavidW says, "I wonder how large a game this is." | ||||
| inky asks, "this is the fully-expanded ten-hour version, isn't it?" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | I have so far scored 3 out of a possible 100, in 79 turns. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "heh. no idea" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dynamite" | ||||
Floyd | There are three sticks, each about six inches long and an inch in Floyd | diameter. The fuses are extremely short, as though some evil rodent Floyd | has been nibbling at them! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light dynamite" | ||||
Floyd | I'm sorry, I don't know how to do that without matches. I was in the Floyd | girl scouts, but they kicked me out after two weeks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | Daisy the cow is standing here, chewing disinterestedly on a mouthful Floyd | of hay. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oho" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x turbine" | ||||
Floyd | It appears to be a 5 KW battery-charging turbine made from wood, old Floyd | tractor parts and a washing machine motor, probably connected to the Floyd | cottage by an underground cable. See - I'm not just a pretty face! Floyd | (Though you have to admit, I am pretty.) The sails are not currently Floyd | moving since the air is completely still. Floyd | Floyd | There is what appears to be an oil can sitting on a platform near the Floyd | top of the turbine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get can" | ||||
Floyd | I can't reach it from here! It's all the way up on top of that rickety Floyd | structure! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb turbine" | ||||
Floyd | There's no way I'm going up there! It's a deathtrap! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x daisy" | ||||
Floyd | Must be the oddest looking cow I've ever seen! She has four knees! I Floyd | strongly suspect that it might be two men in a suit, but it is to all Floyd | intents and purposes, a cow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Touchy arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fence" | ||||
Floyd | Presumably it's intended to keep the fearsome forest animals from Floyd | getting into the meadow and molesting Daisy, but it doesn't look Floyd | particularly effective. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "hey guys" | |||
| DavidW says, "hi Touchy" | ||||
| inky says, "we are playing the foxy goldilocks" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask daisy about turbine" | ||||
Floyd | "Mooooo!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "I know. Sorry for being late. Got caught up in steambirds." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take daisy" | ||||
Floyd | I don't suppose Daisy the cow would care for that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "daisy, s" | ||||
Floyd | Daisy the cow has better things to do. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "daisy, follow me" | ||||
Floyd | There is no reply. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push daisy" | ||||
Floyd | Placing both hands on Daisy's hind quarters I brace myself and shove Floyd | her as hard as I can. Daisy moos discontentedly and remains Floyd | obstinately where she is. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "show turnip to daisy" | ||||
Floyd | Daisy jumps up and down excitedly when she sees the turnip. I don't Floyd | think I've ever seen a cow do that before! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pull daisy" | ||||
Floyd | That would be less than courteous. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oho" | |||
| DavidW asks, "maybe she'll follow the turnip?" | ||||
| Touchy says (to Floyd), "daisy, follow" | ||||
Floyd | There is no reply. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "seems like it" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | Daisy the cow is standing here, chewing disinterestedly on a mouthful Floyd | of hay. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "daisy, follow me" | ||||
Floyd | There is no reply. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy asks, "what are we trying to do?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "show turnip to daisy" | ||||
Floyd | Daisy jumps up and down excitedly when she sees the turnip. I don't Floyd | think I've ever seen a cow do that before! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "we don't really know" | |||
| inky says, "but we found a guy who would trade a cow for some magic beans" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Touchy), "A pedlar is selling magic beans for the price of a cow." | ||||
| Touchy says, "alright" | ||||
| DavidW says, "We are Goldilocks, lost in a forest." | ||||
| Touchy says, "hm..we could try giving her the flower maybe she'll like us and come with" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give turnip to daisy" | ||||
Floyd | Daisy gobbles down the turnip excitedly before sidling over to me and Floyd | nuzzling my chest. I get impression she thinks I've got more turnips Floyd | hidden somewhere about my person. I can't imagine where she gets that Floyd | idea. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We're currently ransacking the outside area around the Three Bears' cottage." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. Floyd | Daisy the cow walks towards me from the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, east and in. Floyd | Floyd | Daisy curtsies towards some imaginary audience. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Daisy the cow walks towards me from the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, south and west. Floyd | Floyd | Daisy curtsies towards some imaginary audience. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At a fork in the path Floyd | I'm at a fork in the path. Not the kind of fork you eat with, the sort Floyd | where the path forks; you know, like a fork. To the north the path Floyd | widens into a clearing. To the west it disappears into the forest. Floyd | Daisy the cow walks towards me from the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | I'm lost in the forest, surrounded on all sides by dense foliage. I Floyd | knew it was a bad idea to stray from the path! I can go in any Floyd | direction, but I haven't a clue which is the right one! Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere comes the blood-curdling howl of a wolf... Floyd | Daisy the cow walks towards me from elsewhere. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "wrong way" | |||
| inky says, "oops" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | At a fork in the path Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On a path in the forest Floyd | I'm on a path winding through the Enchanted Forest. The path winds its Floyd | way from the north towards the west. In every other direction there Floyd | are dark, sinister looking trees that wave their branches at me in an Floyd | anthropomorphic kind of way. Ooh, I'm soooo scared! Floyd | Daisy the cow walks towards me from the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the enchanted forest Floyd | A large wooden sign informs me that I'm in the Enchanted Forest. What Floyd | it doesn't tell me is how the hell I get out! Everywhere I look there Floyd | are trees, trees, trees. This place definately has a 'tree' theme Floyd | going. A clearly marked path leads south and west, whilst in every Floyd | other direction are, well, trees. Floyd | An old pedlar is sitting on a log here, tending to his bunions. Floyd | Daisy the cow walks towards me from the south. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | 'Ah, now there's a lovely specimen!' says the Pedlar, getting up from Floyd | his log and feeling Daisy's knees. He seems satisfied. 'all present Floyd | and correct! Here you go love - you'll be cured in no time!' He opens Floyd | his suitcase and hands me a small packet, then leads Daisy off into Floyd | the forest. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x beans" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x packet" | ||||
Floyd | It's a packet of magic beans. There are some instructions written on Floyd | the back of the packet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW clears the save counter. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read packet" | ||||
Floyd | 'For a giant beanstalk, plant bean in a sunny spot and water well. As Floyd | a cure for non-rabbit-head-itis, take one bean daily, preferably with Floyd | a meal. If symptoms persist, consult your local wizard. BEST BEFORE: Floyd | MARCH 1976' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | I'm about 5' 10", 19 years old with stripey tights and Doc Martens, Floyd | and I'm named after my really cool strawberry blonde dreadlocks. Floyd | Basically I'm a Fox, but you knew that already. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I suppose the vegetable plot was sunny. And the pond has water, if we can carry it." | |||
| Touchy says, "oh we're a fox hehe" | ||||
| Nitku says, "IRTA non-rabbit-head-tits" | ||||
| inky says, "we established earlier that fox = sexy" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Nitku), "That's the X-rated version" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On a path in the forest Floyd | I'm on a path winding through the Enchanted Forest. The path winds its Floyd | way from the north towards the west. In every other direction there Floyd | are dark, sinister looking trees that wave their branches at me in an Floyd | anthropomorphic kind of way. Ooh, I'm soooo scared! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At a fork in the path Floyd | I'm at a fork in the path. Not the kind of fork you eat with, the sort Floyd | where the path forks; you know, like a fork. To the north the path Floyd | widens into a clearing. To the west it disappears into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "I guess into the house now?" | |||
| DavidW says, "um, maybe." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door is closed. Just south of me is the clearing Floyd | in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | I can also see a milkbottle (in which is a crumpled note) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "we can try" | |||
| Touchy says, "haha anthropomorphic" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get milkbottle" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x milkbottle" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open milkbottle" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something I can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get note" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read note" | ||||
Floyd | 'Dear Snookums, three pints tomorrow please - one regular, one skimmed Floyd | and one semi-skimmed. From your little Fuzzy-wuzzy' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dustbin" | ||||
Floyd | An environmentally sound way of disposing of all the objects I'm Floyd | finished with. The battered old dustbin is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put bottle in dustbin" | ||||
Floyd | I put the empty milkbottle into the battered old dustbin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | On the porch Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The milkbottle will be good for carrying some water, I think." | |||
| Touchy asks, "good idea...to the flowerbed then?" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy asks, "why are we not just eating them again?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat bean" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open packet" | ||||
Floyd | I open the small packet, revealing a magic bean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat bean" | ||||
Floyd | I'd have to be holding it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get bean" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat bean" | ||||
Floyd | I have a feeling that non-rabbit-head-itis is an affliction that Floyd | mainly affects rabbits. I'm not sure what kind of effect the bean Floyd | would have on a human being. Are you sure you want me to go through Floyd | with this? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "no" | ||||
Floyd | That was a rhetorical question. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "haha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "fill bottle" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I filled the bottle with water from the pond. Yeeurrggh! My hand Floyd | is covered in pondslime now! Thanks a lot! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "plant bean" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I planted it in the vegetable plot. Nothing seems to be Floyd | happening. So much for the "magic." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pour water on bean" | ||||
Floyd | (the bottle of water on the magic bean) Floyd | Okay, I watered the magic bean. After a few moments there is a low Floyd | rumble from underground. The ground begins to shake violently... Floyd | Floyd | Aaah! Something shot out of the ground and knocked me flying! I'm Floyd | lying spreadeagled on the ground beneath this MASSIVE beanstalk! Well, Floyd | I say massive, actually it stops abruptly just above the roof of the Floyd | cottage. Floyd | Floyd | Damn, I seem to have dropped all my stuff... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get all" | ||||
Floyd | broken bottle: Taken. Floyd | overripe pumpkin: Taken. Floyd | pair of secateurs: Taken. Floyd | ratty old paintbrush: Taken. Floyd | some sticks of dynamite: Taken. Floyd | trowel: Taken. Floyd | pair of gardening gloves: Taken. Floyd | small packet: Taken. Floyd | crumpled note: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb beanstalk" | ||||
Floyd | If Jack can do it, so can Goldilocks! Floyd | At the top of the beanstalk Floyd | I'm at the top of the beanstalk. I was under the impression that these Floyd | giant beanstalks all had castles at the top of them, but not this Floyd | scrawny specimen. However I can almost touch the roof of the cottage Floyd | from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x roof" | ||||
Floyd | There's a little chimney stack attached to which is a TV aerial. The Floyd | roof is a little too high for me to reach. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "bottle broken, aw" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At the top of the beanstalk Floyd | I'm at the top of the beanstalk. I was under the impression that these Floyd | giant beanstalks all had castles at the top of them, but not this Floyd | scrawny specimen. However I can almost touch the roof of the cottage Floyd | from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x bottle" | ||||
Floyd | It's pretty useless now! Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "hmm, should I undo?" | |||
| DavidW asks, "I think we're meant to enter the cottage via the chimney?" | ||||
| Touchy says, "sounds like it...try jumping" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "jump onto roof" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to jump. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | Okay... Oof! Fortunately for you I had a soft landing on the thatched Floyd | roof of the cottage... Floyd | On the roof Floyd | I'm perched precariously on the roof of the cottage, trying Floyd | desperately not to look down. There is a chimney here attached to Floyd | which is a TV aerial. It kind of spoils the chocolate box look of the Floyd | place if you know what I mean. The top of the beanstalk can be seen Floyd | poking up above the roofline. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x aerial" | ||||
Floyd | It looks a little out of place on such a picturesque little cottage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get it" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn it" | ||||
Floyd | Okay - that should improve the picture! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x chimney" | ||||
Floyd | It looks just wide enough for me to fit down. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "hehe" | |||
| DavidW says, "yay solving future problem" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf2" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Go down the rabbit hole, Alice." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter chimney" | ||||
Floyd | Okay here goes... Wheee! I slid right down the chimney and out of the Floyd | fireplace! That was fun. Can I do it again? Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a spoon, a large bowl of hot porridge, a Floyd | medium-sized bowl of cold porridge and a tiny little bowl of Floyd | just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy asks, "mod cons?" | |||
| inky says, "modern conveniences" | ||||
| inky says, "ie, appliances" | ||||
| Touchy says, "ah.." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I had to puzzle that out too." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x dresser" | ||||
Floyd | It's an olde worlde pine number. Looks like it's seen quite a bit of Floyd | use over the years. The kitchen dresser is closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open it" | ||||
Floyd | I open the kitchen dresser, revealing a gigantic bowl. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "er, for grandpapa bear?" | |||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x gigantic bowl" | ||||
Floyd | An earthenware bowl with the word "GRAMPA" glazed on it. It's bigger Floyd | than the large and medium bowls put together. The gigantic bowl is Floyd | empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "or for eating little children" | |||
| inky says, "we could pour all the porridge in an average the temperature" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Touchy says, "haha" | ||||
| Touchy says, "dead on sir" | ||||
| DavidW says (to inky), "I think you're right." | ||||
| Touchy asks, "we have no motivation to do that though, right?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take gigantic bowl" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to Touchy), "not really" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pour large into gigantic" | ||||
Floyd | (the large bowl into the gigantic bowl) Floyd | large quantity of hot porridge: I pour the large quantity of hot Floyd | porridge into the gigantic bowl. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "let's find that tv and chill out..." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pour medium into gigantic" | ||||
Floyd | (the medium-sized bowl into the gigantic bowl) Floyd | medium quantity of cold porridge: Okay, I poured the cold porridge and Floyd | the hot porridge into the gigantic bowl. Now I have one gigantic bowl Floyd | of JUST-RIGHT porridge! Now why didn't the Three Bears think of that? Floyd | I guess I must be smarter than the average bear! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take spoon" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tiny" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the tiny little bowl or the tiny quantity of Floyd | just-right porridge? Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I suppose we should hold off on eating any of it just yet." | |||
| DavidW says, "For all I know, we add sleeping powder to it and feed it to Hansel and Gretel." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm. No obvious exits." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north and east. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hunh, weird" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the pantry Floyd | I'm in the pantry, a small claustrophobic room which smells faintly of Floyd | cinammon, honey and the mouse droppings that are liberally sprinkled Floyd | across the tiled floor. There is an upright freezer in the corner and Floyd | some sturdy shelves stacked high with box after box of McScottie's Floyd | porridge oats. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd | Floyd | On the shelf is a matchbox. Floyd | Floyd | Over in the corner of the pantry, underneath the shelves is a Floyd | mousetrap. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "oh" | |||
| DavidW says, "oops sorry" | ||||
| inky says, "oho, matchbox" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get matchbox" | ||||
Floyd | Goldilocks and the Three Bears; the sad tale of a kleptomaniac who Floyd | went too far and collapsed under the weight of her own inventory. Floyd | Taken! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| trikiw materializes. | inky says, "ha ha ha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x oats" | ||||
Floyd | The bears must spend a fortune on porridge oats - there must be three Floyd | hundred cartons here! I wonder if they save the coupons? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in oats" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x mousetrap" | ||||
| Ellison arrives, ready to play with the toys. | ||||
Floyd | A simple little gadget designed to deliver swift and painless death to Floyd | harmless little rodents. There's a dead mouse in it right now. He Floyd | seems to have been lured there by a large wedge of cheese. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get mousetrap" | ||||
Floyd | Fine, fine, no problem - I'll just balance it on top of my head. What Floyd | did your last slave die of? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline waves and makes an isquiesque departure for home. | Touchy says, "dinner....be back soon" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open freezer" | ||||
Floyd | I open the freezer, revealing a packet of frozen pork chops. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "don't get eaten by bears" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x chops" | ||||
Floyd | There are three pork chops in the packet. Why am I not surprised? Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Wonder if that's the three little pigs." | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get pork" | ||||
Floyd | Goldilocks and the Three Bears; the sad tale of a kleptomaniac who Floyd | went too far and collapsed under the weight of her own inventory. Floyd | Taken! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the pantry Floyd | I'm in the pantry, a small claustrophobic room which smells faintly of Floyd | cinammon, honey and the mouse droppings that are liberally sprinkled Floyd | across the tiled floor. There is an upright freezer in the corner and Floyd | some sturdy shelves stacked high with box after box of McScottie's Floyd | porridge oats. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x shelves" | ||||
Floyd | One of the bears is obviously into DIY. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb shelves" | ||||
Floyd | I don't think much is to be achieved by that. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "should we take the pork chops?" | |||
| Taleslinger has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get pork" | ||||
Floyd | I already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a wedge of cheese Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl of just-right porridge Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cheese" | ||||
Floyd | It's stale and hard as a rock! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | My first impression upon entering the entrance hall of the Three Floyd | Bears' cottage is of hundreds of eyes staring glassily down at me from Floyd | every corner. Virtually every forest creature from the tiniest shrew Floyd | to the largest moose is represented in a macabre collection of hunting Floyd | trophies. And not just forest creatures either; I'd swear that some of Floyd | these heads are human! On one wall is a full length portrait of the Floyd | bear clan. A narrow staircase leads upwards, and there are doors to Floyd | the north and west. Completing the morbid ambiance is a motheaten Floyd | bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | 'Ding-Dong!' The doorbell rings. A booming voice can be heard from the Floyd | direction of the front door: 'Little pigs, little pigs, LET ME IN, or Floyd | I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll BLOW YOUR HOUSE IN!' Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "I suppose we should check out the bedroom? See what bruin porn Papa Bear has stashed away?" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Ellison says, "heh" | ||||
| inky says, "I already know all about bear porn, mister" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | My first impression upon entering the entrance hall of the Three Floyd | Bears' cottage is of hundreds of eyes staring glassily down at me from Floyd | every corner. Virtually every forest creature from the tiniest shrew Floyd | to the largest moose is represented in a macabre collection of hunting Floyd | trophies. And not just forest creatures either; I'd swear that some of Floyd | these heads are human! On one wall is a full length portrait of the Floyd | bear clan. A narrow staircase leads upwards, and there are doors to Floyd | the north and west. Completing the morbid ambiance is a motheaten Floyd | bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | 'Ding-Dong!' The doorbell rings. A booming voice can be heard from the Floyd | direction of the front door: 'Little pigs, little pigs, LET ME IN, or Floyd | I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll BLOW YOUR HOUSE IN!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | I open the door a tiny crack. As I do so, the mangy looking wolf I Floyd | encountered on the path barges into the hall, his beady eyes darting Floyd | this way and that. Floyd | 'I'm going to eat you little piggies!' he snarls. 'Don't worry, it Floyd | won't hurt a bit.' Then he notices me and his expression turns to one Floyd | of bewilderment. 'My dear girl,' he says 'we really must stop meeting Floyd | like this. It is not you I seek, but the Three Little Pigs. I waited Floyd | two whole weeks for Little Red Riding Hood, after devouring her Floyd | grandmother who was exceedingly tough and chewy and quite frankly I Floyd | have had enough of the taste of humans. Go tell those snivelling pigs Floyd | it's breakfast time!!' Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give pork to wolf" | ||||
Floyd | 'Here you go, Wolfie!' I say, shoving the pork chops under his Floyd | quivering nose. He recoils in amateur-dramatic horror. Floyd | 'Cretinous child!' He roars, 'I can't possibly eat those! Do I look Floyd | like an arctic fox? Am I similar in appearance to a polar bear? Nay, I Floyd | am a wolf! A wily wanderer of the woodlands! Were I to attempt to eat Floyd | those my delicate jaws would shatter like glass! Take them away, and Floyd | don't bring them back until they're medium rare!' Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "what a picky fellow" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | 'Now then,' says the wolf, 'if you've quite finished interrogating me, Floyd | I shall be off in search of those elusive ungulates.' Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Three chairs are arranged around a small coffee table; a large chair, Floyd | a medium-sized chair and a tiny little chair. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "are pigs really ungulates?" | |||
| inky says, "I think of that as meaning gazelles or whatever" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I'm unfamiliar with 'ungulates', so I dunno." | ||||
| inky says, "hunh, I guess so" | ||||
| inky | Commonly known examples of ungulates living today are the horse, zebra, donkey, cattle/bison, rhinoceros, camel, hippopotamus, goat, pig, sheep, giraffe, okapi, moose,elk, deer, tapir, antelope, and gazelle. | ||||
| DavidW says, "... and especially RABBITS!" | ||||
| inky says, "rabbits don't have hooves!" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x copy" | ||||
Floyd | All the latest gossip on the Fairyland royal family. Let's see; "Who's Floyd | going to be at the Royal Ball?" Hmm. "How to get the Rapunzel look." Floyd | Ho hum. Wait, what's this; "It's the latest craze that's sweeping the Floyd | nation - the must-have toy that every real princess won't want to be Floyd | without. Golden Balls have become the bestselling plaything at Floyd | Geppetto's toy superstore..." Oh, please - what's a princess going to Floyd | do with a ball made of solid gold - she'd only drop it in a pond or Floyd | something! Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "(sorry. Sounded like the Tazmanian Devil's eating list.)" | |||
| inky says, "I see" | ||||
| inky says, "it probably is" | ||||
| inky says, "also, here's your golden ball" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x knick-knacks" | ||||
Floyd | Oh, you know, the usual things - glass animals, plaster models of Floyd | peeing cherubs; the sort of things I would take to a car-boot sale Floyd | rather than bring back from one. They're of no interest to me. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "yup. Can I call 'em or what?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get knick-knacks" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x chair" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the large chair, the medium-sized chair or the tiny Floyd | little chair? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "large" | ||||
Floyd | It's a huge overstuffed leather affair covered with leather buttons. Floyd | It looks well worn, as though the person it belongs to has nothing Floyd | better to do than sit on a horrible hard chair all day. A filthy Floyd | antimacassar is draped over the back of the chair. Floyd | Floyd | One of the buttons on the arm looks slightly different from the Floyd | others... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing happens. No power! Floyd | Floyd | > | inky :C | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x antimacassar" | ||||
Floyd | A nasty, frilly lacy thing that old people drape over the backs of Floyd | chairs for no good reason. It's old and grubby and is embroidered with Floyd | the initials P.B. There's something underneath it... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under it" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "move it" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing obvious happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! There are electrodes concealed underneath it! Papa Bear Floyd | must be a little tetchy about other people using his chair - he's Floyd | wired it up to the mains! There's a cable connected to the electrodes Floyd | which presumably supplies the juice. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get antimacassar" | ||||
Floyd | I already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cable" | ||||
Floyd | I guess Papa Bear's a bit touchy about other people sitting in his Floyd | chair! A cable attached to the electrodes disappears into the back of Floyd | the chair. I think it must supply the power to those electrodes! Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says, "to the windmill out back" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ah" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "I don't suppose we can go north from the top of the beanstalk?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x medium chair" | ||||
Floyd | It's a disgusting shade of pink with orange flowers but it looks Floyd | really comfortable! If someone really heavy sat on that they'd sink Floyd | without trace! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tiny chair" | ||||
Floyd | A small self-assembly chair of Swedish design that evokes the Floyd | wholesome, healthy lifestyle of the Scandinavian people. On the bottom Floyd | it says 'Made in China.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Three chairs are arranged around a small coffee table; a large chair, Floyd | a medium-sized chair and a tiny little chair. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ok, rpg time" | |||
| inky has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is open, but a strong draught Floyd | threatens to blow it shut at any moment. Completing the morbid Floyd | ambiance is a motheaten bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x rug" | ||||
Floyd | A slightly motheaten pelt with wildly staring glass eyes, previously Floyd | worn by Grampa bear I presume. Waste not want not, I suppose, but kind Floyd | of icky all the same. Someone has rather creatively shaved the word Floyd | 'welcome' on his back. I wonder if they waited until after he was Floyd | dead...? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "move rug" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing obvious happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under rug" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take rug" | ||||
Floyd | I pick up the bearskin rug. Oh, wow, there's a trapdoor hidden Floyd | underneath the rug! What a stupid place to put it - right in front of Floyd | the front door. Someone could have a nasty accident if they didn't Floyd | know it was there! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open trapdoor" | ||||
Floyd | I open the trapdoor. A set of rickety wooden stairs lead down into Floyd | darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and I can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is open, but a strong draught Floyd | threatens to blow it shut at any moment. Just inside the front door is Floyd | an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear rug" | ||||
Floyd | I put on the bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | I'm about 5' 10", 19 years old with stripey tights and Doc Martens, Floyd | and I'm named after my really cool strawberry blonde dreadlocks. Floyd | Basically I'm a Fox, but you knew that already. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a huge bed. A narrow staircase Floyd | leads down to the hall. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oo-kay" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | It affords a view of the clearing in front of the house. The window is Floyd | painted shut and doesn't look as though it's been opened in years. Floyd | There's a tiny point of light flitting about outside the window! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "light" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to light? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x light" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||||
Floyd | Generations of careless decorators have repeatedly painted over the Floyd | catch making it impossible to turn. No matter how hard I try I can't Floyd | open it with my bare hands! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open window with trowel" | ||||
Floyd | Do you want me to break a nail or something? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sleeping beauty" | ||||
Floyd | She's sprawled across Baby Bear's bed, fast asleep and still wearing Floyd | her party dress. Drunk, I shouldn't wonder. Oi! Beauty! This is my Floyd | fairytale! Hoppit! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wake her" | ||||
Floyd | I shake her violently and yell in her ear; 'Wakey wakey!' but to no Floyd | avail. She murmurs something in her sleep about a kiss, and then Floyd | resumes snoring. The lazy cow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "kiss her" | ||||
Floyd | Okay - but this had better work, bozo! Floyd | Floyd | (I pucker up and give her a big sloppy kiss on the cheek.) Floyd | Floyd | Yeuch! That was vile! And it didn't work either - it looks as Floyd | though only a kiss from a handsome prince will wake her! Typical Floyd | bloody princess - too fussy for her own good if you ask me! Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room downwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "tiny bed" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tiny bed" | ||||
Floyd | Ooh, what a sweet 'ickle bed! It looks just big enough for 'ickle ole' Floyd | me, but somebody got there first! It's that lazy cow Sleeping Beauty! Floyd | There's no way I'm snuggling up next to that bimbo! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x large bed" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a huge bed. A narrow staircase Floyd | leads down to the hall. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x huge bed" | ||||
Floyd | It's very large and very uncomfortable looking, and is covered by a Floyd | single rather thin looking blanket. Is this guy some kind of masochist Floyd | or what? Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x blanket" | ||||
Floyd | It's threadbare and patched in several places, but otherwise quite Floyd | uninteresting. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x medium bed" | ||||
Floyd | This thing has so many quilts and eiderdowns piled on it that I fear Floyd | the frame will give way under the weight. Mama Bear is heading for Floyd | some real back trouble in later life. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search it" | ||||
Floyd | There is nothing on the medium-sized bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search huge bed" | ||||
Floyd | On the huge bed is a rather thin blanket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take blanket" | ||||
Floyd | Wow! Now I understand why the huge bed felt so hard! What better way Floyd | to conceal from your wife the fact that you've spent your family's Floyd | entire annual porridge budget on a full sized snooker table than to Floyd | give up your conjugal rights altogether and disguise it as a bed! Boy, Floyd | could this couple use some marriage guidance! Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room downwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x snooker table" | ||||
Floyd | No wonder it was so hard! The "bed" was actually a full sized snooker Floyd | table with pockets and everything... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pockets" | ||||
Floyd | A standard part of your basic snooker table I believe. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search pockets" | ||||
Floyd | In one of the pockets is a cue ball. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take cue ball" | ||||
Floyd | Oh great. More junk. We're building up quite a collection, aren't we? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "yes" | ||||
Floyd | That was a rhetorical question. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cue ball" | ||||
Floyd | Shiny, round and white. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x wolf" | ||||
Floyd | What big eyes he has! What big teeth he has!! And what a big... Floyd | ...oh, never mind. For some reason he is dressed as an old woman in a Floyd | bonnet and nightgown, but each to their own, I say. Floyd | 'Here, piggy piggy piggy!' says the wolf, wandering off downwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a wedge of cheese Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl of just-right porridge Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "wolf? piggy? seems I missed some crucial plot elements hehe" | |||
| Alex says (to Touchy), "Awwwk! Word on the street is that a wolf is awrrooooooo." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is open, but a strong draught Floyd | threatens to blow it shut at any moment. Just inside the front door is Floyd | an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask wolf about beauty" | ||||
Floyd | 'Enough talk! There are more important matters at hand - such as Floyd | lunch! Where are those pigs?' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "close trapdoor" | ||||
Floyd | I close the trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x trophies" | ||||
Floyd | On one of the walls there are several animal heads mounted on wooden Floyd | plaques. It's hard to tell given the appalling quality of the Floyd | taxidermy job, but I'd swear that some of these heads were once human. Floyd | No cuddly teddy bears, these three! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x portraits" | ||||
Floyd | One wall is dominated by a rather amateurish painting of the Three Floyd | Bears signed by Mama Bear herself. I can't see her winning the Turner Floyd | Prize anytime soon! The rest are portraits of more distant members of Floyd | the bear clan, including Grampa Bear and Grandma Bear. I guess even Floyd | the three bears have forbears! Floyd | Floyd | That's odd; for some reason Papa Bear is only wearing one sock. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy asks, "hm... so are we trying to catch the wolf or something?" | |||
| DavidW says, "The wolf seems to watch the pork chops, but cooked." | ||||
| DavidW says, "want" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I think we need to explore more." | ||||
| DavidW says, "We've got quite a few things and it's not yet obvious where to use most of it." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sock" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take portrait" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, west, up and out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | 'Well,' says the wolf, 'it was nice talking to you, but I really must Floyd | be off. Those piggies won't get eaten all by themselves.' Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door is closed. Just south of me is the clearing Floyd | in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | As I move out onto the porch a draught from somewhere blows the Floyd | door shut behind me! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb beanstalk" | ||||
Floyd | If Jack can do it, so can Goldilocks! Floyd | At the top of the beanstalk Floyd | I'm at the top of the beanstalk. I was under the impression that these Floyd | giant beanstalks all had castles at the top of them, but not this Floyd | scrawny specimen. However I can almost touch the roof of the cottage Floyd | from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, east, up and in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At a fork in the path Floyd | I'm at a fork in the path. Not the kind of fork you eat with, the sort Floyd | where the path forks; you know, like a fork. To the north the path Floyd | widens into a clearing. To the west it disappears into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | I'm wandering in the forest lost and completely disorientated! Floyd | Everywhere I look there are strange, twisted trees, and what's more Floyd | they all look exactly the same! I'm beginning to think it was a really Floyd | bad idea to leave the path... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | I'm wandering in the forest lost and completely disorientated! Floyd | Everywhere I look there are strange, twisted trees, and what's more Floyd | they all look exactly the same! I'm beginning to think it was a really Floyd | bad idea to leave the path... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | I'm walking in a trackless wilderness of tall, straight trees whose Floyd | mighty trunks remind me of the time I got lost among the Axminsters at Floyd | CarpetWorld aged six. I can go in just about any direction, but they Floyd | all look the same to me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | I'm lost in the forest, surrounded on all sides by dense foliage. I Floyd | knew it was a bad idea to stray from the path! I can go in any Floyd | direction, but I haven't a clue which is the right one! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | There's an arrow carved into the bark of one particular tree! It's Floyd | pointing to the west! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the enchanted forest Floyd | A large wooden sign informs me that I'm in the Enchanted Forest. What Floyd | it doesn't tell me is how the hell I get out! Everywhere I look there Floyd | are trees, trees, trees. This place definately has a 'tree' theme Floyd | going. A clearly marked path leads south and west, whilst in every Floyd | other direction are, well, trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | There's really not a lot I can say about them except that they're Floyd | tall, they're made of wood, and they're absolutely bloody everywhere! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Lost in the forest Floyd | I'm walking in a trackless wilderness of tall, straight trees whose Floyd | mighty trunks remind me of the time I got lost among the Axminsters at Floyd | CarpetWorld aged six. I can go in just about any direction, but they Floyd | all look the same to me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | A cute red squirrel pops out from behind one tree and gestures Floyd | northwards with a tiny thumb before scurrying away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On a path in the forest Floyd | I'm on a path winding through the Enchanted Forest. The path winds its Floyd | way from the north towards the west. In every other direction there Floyd | are dark, sinister looking trees that wave their branches at me in an Floyd | anthropomorphic kind of way. Ooh, I'm soooo scared! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At a fork in the path Floyd | I'm at a fork in the path. Not the kind of fork you eat with, the sort Floyd | where the path forks; you know, like a fork. To the north the path Floyd | widens into a clearing. To the west it disappears into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm." | |||
| DavidW drops notebook. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take notebook" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take notebook" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW gets notebook. | DavidW says, "sorry" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door is closed. Just south of me is the clearing Floyd | in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fence" | ||||
Floyd | Presumably it's intended to keep the fearsome forest animals from Floyd | getting into the meadow and molesting Daisy, but it doesn't look Floyd | particularly effective. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb fence" | ||||
Floyd | No thanks, I'd only get lost in the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x turbine" | ||||
Floyd | It appears to be a 5 KW battery-charging turbine made from wood, old Floyd | tractor parts and a washing machine motor, probably connected to the Floyd | cottage by an underground cable. See - I'm not just a pretty face! Floyd | (Though you have to admit, I am pretty.) The sails are not currently Floyd | moving since the air is completely still. Floyd | Floyd | There is what appears to be an oil can sitting on a platform near the Floyd | top of the turbine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x motor" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sails" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "shake turbine" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a wedge of cheese Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl of just-right porridge Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "throw cue ball at oil can" | ||||
Floyd | I hurl the cue ball at the can of oil in the hope of knocking it off Floyd | the platform, but I've never been much good at that sort of thing. the Floyd | cue ball misses the oil can completely and lands a short distance Floyd | away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take cue ball" | ||||
Floyd | Goldilocks and the Three Bears; the sad tale of a kleptomaniac who Floyd | went too far and collapsed under the weight of her own inventory. Floyd | Taken! Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I'm thinking the oil can is for opening the upstairs window." | |||
| trikiw goes flopbot | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "blow sails" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "blow turbine" | ||||
Floyd | I could huff and puff until I'm blue in the face and it wouldn't budge Floyd | even a single degree! Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh. um. The wolf could blow the turbine, I guess." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "eat porridge" | ||||
Floyd | Mmmmm! That porridge tasted JUST RIGHT! I feel thoroughly Floyd | invigourated; in fact I could toss a few cabers myself if you know Floyd | what I mean. Wait, that sounded really dodgy. Forget I said it. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "throw cue ball at oil can" | ||||
Floyd | I hurl the cue ball at the can of oil in the hope of knocking it off Floyd | the platform, but I've never been much good at that sort of thing. the Floyd | cue ball misses the oil can completely and lands a short distance Floyd | away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take cue ball" | ||||
Floyd | Yeah, sure, whatever - I'll just tuck it under my chin or something. Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm. I suppose we can do something requiring strength." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn turbine" | ||||
Floyd | Even if I could climb up there I wouldn't have the strength to move Floyd | those sails! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb turbine" | ||||
Floyd | There's no way I'm going up there! It's a deathtrap! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | ||||
Floyd | I put on the gloves, but they're much too big for me and feel just a Floyd | little loose! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pond" | ||||
Floyd | The Three Bears' attempt at a 'water feature' is rather small and Floyd | choked with pond weed. I think I see something small and green moving Floyd | below the surface! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take pond" | ||||
Floyd | I can't fill a milkbottle that's in five hundred pieces! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask pond about pond" | ||||
Floyd | I can only do that to something animate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search pond" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in pond" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "reach into pond" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x weed" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take ball" | ||||
Floyd | I already have that. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Damn! The gloves just dropped off my hands! Yes, both of them, at the Floyd | same time! What are the chances of that? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take gloves" | ||||
Floyd | This could be the pair of gardening gloves that broke Goldilocks' Floyd | back, you know! Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I didn't exactly sleep much last night. I kinda need to lie down a little." | |||
| Ellison says, "sounds good. I have to get some lunch." | ||||
| Ellison goes back to Squeamhurst.. | ||||
| Ellison has disconnected. | Touchy asks, "what was the command to mute a channel again?" | |||
| inky says, "@mute #clubfloyd" | ||||
| inky says, "or whatever" | ||||
| Touchy says, "galaxyprincess..." | ||||
| Gerynar arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| Gerynar disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again. | ||||
| Ferret goes home. | ||||
| Johnny is more fun than a box of crayons. | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga asks, "did we call a hiatus, or just peter out?" | |||
| Nitku leaves. | ||||
| RootShell arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| RootShell says, "Hello all :)" | ||||
| RootShell disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again. | ||||
| inky arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a wedge of cheese Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | I have so far scored 21 out of a possible 100, in 279 turns. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | inky says, "ok let's get this show back on the road" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cute ball" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cue ball" | ||||
Floyd | Shiny, round and white. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light dynamite" | ||||
Floyd | Wowee! Who'd have thought some sticks of dynamite would burn so well! Floyd | Uh-oh; the flames are spreading like wildfire - I burned down the Floyd | cottage, the entire forest and everything in it, including me. That'll Floyd | teach me to play with matches!! Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 21 out of a possible 100, in 281 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the garden Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light fuse" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dynamite" | ||||
Floyd | There are three sticks, each about six inches long and an inch in Floyd | diameter. The fuses are extremely short, as though some evil rodent Floyd | has been nibbling at them! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x paintbrush" | ||||
Floyd | I've seen more hair on a skinhead but at a pinch it's probably still Floyd | serviceable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get hair" | ||||
Floyd | That's fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light hair" | ||||
Floyd | Wowee! Who'd have thought my dreadlocks would burn so well! Uh-oh; the Floyd | flames are spreading like wildfire - I burned down the cottage, the Floyd | entire forest and everything in it, including me. That'll teach me to Floyd | play with matches!! Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 21 out of a possible 100, in 284 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the garden Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "attach paintbrush to dynamite" | ||||
Floyd | I would achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fuse" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light paintbrush" | ||||
Floyd | Wowee! Who'd have thought the ratty old paintbrush would burn so well! Floyd | Uh-oh; the flames are spreading like wildfire - I burned down the Floyd | cottage, the entire forest and everything in it, including me. That'll Floyd | teach me to play with matches!! Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 21 out of a possible 100, in 285 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the garden Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "I tried to start this on my own to catch up but couldn't maintain my concentration at the cafe" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dynamite" | ||||
Floyd | There are three sticks, each about six inches long and an inch in Floyd | diameter. The fuses are extremely short, as though some evil rodent Floyd | has been nibbling at them! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "throw dynamite in pond" | ||||
Floyd | I'd need a pretty good reason for chucking something in a pond, 'cos Floyd | I'm not wading in there after some sticks of dynamite. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| Ellison says, "DavidW was noticing earlier that we probably have to get the wolf to blow at the windmill somehow" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x towel" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "that is a good idea" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x turbine" | ||||
Floyd | It appears to be a 5 KW battery-charging turbine made from wood, old Floyd | tractor parts and a washing machine motor, probably connected to the Floyd | cottage by an underground cable. See - I'm not just a pretty face! Floyd | (Though you have to admit, I am pretty.) The sails are not currently Floyd | moving since the air is completely still. Floyd | Floyd | There is what appears to be an oil can sitting on a platform near the Floyd | top of the turbine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn wheel" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn turbine" | ||||
Floyd | Even if I could climb up there I wouldn't have the strength to move Floyd | those sails! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x trowel" | ||||
Floyd | It's a thingy for digging little holes in the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pergola" | ||||
Floyd | Through the pergola to the south is the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pergola" | ||||
Floyd | It leads into a small meadow bounded by a rickety fence. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "it still seems like we should be able to put the dynamite into the pond" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pond" | ||||
Floyd | The Three Bears' attempt at a 'water feature' is rather small and Floyd | choked with pond weed. I think I see something small and green moving Floyd | below the surface! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "throw ball in pond" | ||||
Floyd | Right idea, I think - just wrong kind of ball. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ok, so we need to paint it gold" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter shed" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the potting shed Floyd | I'm in the potting shed, a ramshackle structure that was obviously Floyd | cobbled together in five minutes some idle Sunday afternoon. I didn't Floyd | know bears had green fingers. In fact I didn't know they had fingers Floyd | at all. Plant pots of all sizes are scattered about the shed untidily Floyd | and the whole place is festooned with cobwebs. Floyd | In the corner is an old metal trunk marked 'FISHING TACKLE.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cans" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "is the ball the cue ball? or do we have multiple balls?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cobwebs" | ||||
Floyd | They're absolutely everywhere. It doesn't look as though this place Floyd | gets a lot of use. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x ball" | ||||
Floyd | Shiny, round and white. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "clean cobwebs" | ||||
Floyd | I achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ghogg arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a wedge of cheese Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x blanket" | ||||
Floyd | It's threadbare and patched in several places, but otherwise quite Floyd | uninteresting. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cut blanket" | ||||
Floyd | (with the pair of secateurs) Floyd | Cutting that up would achieve little. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, east, up and in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "a crumpled note... if only crumple were here to give some insight" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door is closed. Just south of me is the clearing Floyd | in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x porch" | ||||
Floyd | A little thatched porch over the front door. It would be quite pretty Floyd | except that someone has seen fit to paint it gold. Whoever it was has Floyd | obviously seen one too many episodes of "Changing Rooms." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | Unfortunately the door locked automatically when it blew shut. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At the top of the beanstalk Floyd | I'm at the top of the beanstalk. I was under the impression that these Floyd | giant beanstalks all had castles at the top of them, but not this Floyd | scrawny specimen. However I can almost touch the roof of the cottage Floyd | from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | Okay... Oof! Fortunately for you I had a soft landing on the thatched Floyd | roof of the cottage... Floyd | On the roof Floyd | I'm perched precariously on the roof of the cottage, trying Floyd | desperately not to look down. There is a chimney here attached to Floyd | which is a TV aerial. It kind of spoils the chocolate box look of the Floyd | place if you know what I mean. The top of the beanstalk can be seen Floyd | poking up above the roofline. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in any direction! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in any direction! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter chimney" | ||||
Floyd | Okay here goes... Wheee! I slid right down the chimney and out of the Floyd | fireplace! That was fun. Can I do it again? Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | 'Here, piggy piggy piggy!' says the wolf, wandering off to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | Must be where Mama bear cooks all her porridge. I don't know why she Floyd | doesn't just get herself a microwave. The hearth is cold and full of Floyd | ash. Something glints among the embers... Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search ash" | ||||
Floyd | I fish around in the embers until I find an old brass key. What a Floyd | ridiculous place to keep it! I pick it up in case it comes in useful. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room to the east. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to inky), "I'm sure you agree that the beanstalk is a total rip-off of the 'Jack and the Beanstalk' Textfire game" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | It looks rather rustic, which is to say that it looks like a bunch of Floyd | logs crudely nailed together. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north and east. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "yay key finding" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is closed. Just inside the front Floyd | door is a closed trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a full sized snooker table. A Floyd | narrow staircase leads down to the hall. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x beauty" | ||||
Floyd | She's sprawled across Baby Bear's bed, fast asleep and still wearing Floyd | her party dress. Drunk, I shouldn't wonder. Oi! Beauty! This is my Floyd | fairytale! Hoppit! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "kiss beauty" | ||||
Floyd | Forget it! Once was more than enough, thankyou! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | No wonder it was so hard! The "bed" was actually a full sized snooker Floyd | table with pockets and everything... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in pockets" | ||||
Floyd | one of the pockets is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search pockets" | ||||
Floyd | one of the pockets is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x medium" | ||||
Floyd | This thing has so many quilts and eiderdowns piled on it that I fear Floyd | the frame will give way under the weight. Mama Bear is heading for Floyd | some real back trouble in later life. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "that's where we found the cue ball" | |||
| inky says, "oh yeah" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is closed. Just inside the front Floyd | door is a closed trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open trapdoor" | ||||
Floyd | I open the trapdoor. A set of rickety wooden stairs lead down into Floyd | darkness. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and I can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light match" | ||||
Floyd | I take a match from the box and strike it. The match flares briefly... Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | and then goes out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fusebox" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is closed. Just inside the front Floyd | door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a wedge of cheese Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x portraits" | ||||
Floyd | One wall is dominated by a rather amateurish painting of the Three Floyd | Bears signed by Mama Bear herself. I can't see her winning the Turner Floyd | Prize anytime soon! The rest are portraits of more distant members of Floyd | the bear clan, including Grampa Bear and Grandma Bear. I guess even Floyd | the three bears have forbears! Floyd | Floyd | That's odd; for some reason Papa Bear is only wearing one sock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x sock" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is closed. Just inside the front Floyd | door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x trophies" | ||||
Floyd | On one of the walls there are several animal heads mounted on wooden Floyd | plaques. It's hard to tell given the appalling quality of the Floyd | taxidermy job, but I'd swear that some of these heads were once human. Floyd | No cuddly teddy bears, these three! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x plaques" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the pantry Floyd | I'm in the pantry, a small claustrophobic room which smells faintly of Floyd | cinammon, honey and the mouse droppings that are liberally sprinkled Floyd | across the tiled floor. There is an upright freezer in the corner and Floyd | some sturdy shelves stacked high with box after box of McScottie's Floyd | porridge oats. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light fire" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | Must be where Mama bear cooks all her porridge. I don't know why she Floyd | doesn't just get herself a microwave. The hearth is cold and full of Floyd | ash. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "clean hearth" | ||||
Floyd | I achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put paper in hearth" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put paper in fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a wedge of cheese Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put note in fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | ... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x note" | ||||
Floyd | 'Dear Snookums, three pints tomorrow please - one regular, one skimmed Floyd | and one semi-skimmed. From your little Fuzzy-wuzzy' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put trowel in fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | ... Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "weird" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something I can enter. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "yeah" | |||
| inky says, "ok, I suppose we didn't have any bright ideas about the light in the basement" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is closed. Just inside the front Floyd | door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, west, up and down. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Three chairs are arranged around a small coffee table; a large chair, Floyd | a medium-sized chair and a tiny little chair. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get magazine" | ||||
Floyd | Oh great. More junk. We're building up quite a collection, aren't we? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x small chair" | ||||
Floyd | A small self-assembly chair of Swedish design that evokes the Floyd | wholesome, healthy lifestyle of the Scandinavian people. On the bottom Floyd | it says 'Made in China.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x medium chair" | ||||
Floyd | It's a disgusting shade of pink with orange flowers but it looks Floyd | really comfortable! If someone really heavy sat on that they'd sink Floyd | without trace! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in medium chair" | ||||
Floyd | Wow - this chair is soooo soft it's unbelievable! A little too soft! Floyd | Lucky I'm so light or I'd sink right into it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | I get out of the medium-sized chair. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Three chairs are arranged around a small coffee table; a large chair, Floyd | a medium-sized chair and a tiny little chair. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wolf, sit in medium chair" | ||||
Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf has better things to do. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask wolf about medium chair" | ||||
Floyd | 'Enough talk! There are more important matters at hand - such as Floyd | lunch! Where are those pigs?' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask wolf about windmill" | ||||
Floyd | 'Enough talk! There are more important matters at hand - such as Floyd | lunch! Where are those pigs?' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look under coffee table" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x large chair" | ||||
Floyd | It's a huge overstuffed leather affair covered with leather buttons. Floyd | It looks well worn, as though the person it belongs to has nothing Floyd | better to do than sit on a horrible hard chair all day. As if it Floyd | wasn't uncomfortable enough already, the chair is fitted with Floyd | electrodes! Floyd | Floyd | One of the buttons on the arm looks slightly different from the Floyd | others... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x electrodes" | ||||
Floyd | I guess Papa Bear's a bit touchy about other people sitting in his Floyd | chair! A cable attached to the electrodes disappears into the back of Floyd | the chair. I think it must supply the power to those electrodes! Floyd | 'As much as I've enjoyed chewing the fat with you,' says the wolf, Floyd | 'I'd rather be chewing on some crackling. Now where are those pigs?' Floyd | 'Here, piggy piggy piggy!' says the wolf, wandering off to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "tell wolf about windmill?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x button" | ||||
Floyd | Whereas all the other buttons look like part of the upholstery, this Floyd | one is bright red and has the word "activate" written on it! Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "tell wolf about windmill" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is closed. Just inside the front Floyd | door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a full sized snooker table. A Floyd | narrow staircase leads down to the hall. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||||
Floyd | Do you want me to break a nail or something? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | It affords a view of the clearing in front of the house. The window is Floyd | painted shut and doesn't look as though it's been opened in years. Floyd | There's a tiny point of light flitting about outside the window! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x point" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x light" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "break window" | ||||
Floyd | I'm not sure that would be a good idea. I might frighten away that Floyd | tiny point of light, whatever it is. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a copy of 'Hail!' magazine Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a wedge of cheese Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window with trowel" | ||||
Floyd | Do you want me to break a nail or something? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window with secateurs" | ||||
Floyd | Do you want me to break a nail or something? Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hrm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x gigantic bowl" | ||||
Floyd | An earthenware bowl with the word "GRAMPA" glazed on it. It's bigger Floyd | than the large and medium bowls put together. The gigantic bowl is Floyd | empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a full sized snooker table. A Floyd | narrow staircase leads down to the hall. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is closed. Just inside the front Floyd | door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | The front door is open. It creaks slightly in the draught. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | The front door is open, but a strong draught threatens to blow it shut Floyd | at any moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "prop door" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door is closed. Just south of me is the clearing Floyd | in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | As I move out onto the porch a draught from somewhere blows the Floyd | door shut behind me! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dustbin" | ||||
Floyd | An environmentally sound way of disposing of all the objects I'm Floyd | finished with. The battered old dustbin is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put note in dustbin" | ||||
Floyd | I put the crumpled note into the battered old dustbin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | On the porch Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put bottle in dustbin" | ||||
Floyd | I put the broken bottle into the battered old dustbin. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "well, I doubt it's been implemented, but the wolf was no longer in the room when we told him about the windmill... so, next time we're in the same room" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | On the porch Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oh, whoops" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, south and west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x plot" | ||||
Floyd | It's in a sunny spot by the side of the cottage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light pork" | ||||
Floyd | Wowee! Who'd have thought the packet of frozen pork chops would burn Floyd | so well! Uh-oh; the flames are spreading like wildfire - I burned down Floyd | the cottage, the entire forest and everything in it, including me. Floyd | That'll teach me to play with matches!! Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 24 out of a possible 100, in 385 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open packet" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the packet of frozen pork chops or the small Floyd | packet? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pork" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something I can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cook pork" | ||||
Floyd | How? Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "that is such an odd burning response" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cook pork with matches" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to cook the packet of frozen Floyd | pork chops. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x can" | ||||
Floyd | It's out of my reach I'm afraid. Papa Bear must have left it up there Floyd | when he built the turbine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "throw ball at can" | ||||
Floyd | I hurl the cue ball at the can of oil in the hope of knocking it off Floyd | the platform, but I've never been much good at that sort of thing. the Floyd | cue ball misses the oil can completely and lands a short distance Floyd | away. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "(assuming there is something in the game you DO want to burn... and how the fireplace seems so hard to use)" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah I dunno" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "help" | ||||
Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) How do I stop the front door from blowing shut? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | You need to find something to wedge it open with. Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) How do I stop the front door from blowing shut? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "3" | ||||
Floyd | If you really want to know, don't ask me. Watch TV and read a Floyd | magazine. Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) How do I stop the front door from blowing shut? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "0" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "did we watch tv?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At the top of the beanstalk Floyd | I'm at the top of the beanstalk. I was under the impression that these Floyd | giant beanstalks all had castles at the top of them, but not this Floyd | scrawny specimen. However I can almost touch the roof of the cottage Floyd | from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "jump. enter chimney" | ||||
Floyd | Okay... Oof! Fortunately for you I had a soft landing on the thatched Floyd | roof of the cottage... Floyd | On the roof Floyd | I'm perched precariously on the roof of the cottage, trying Floyd | desperately not to look down. There is a chimney here attached to Floyd | which is a TV aerial. It kind of spoils the chocolate box look of the Floyd | place if you know what I mean. The top of the beanstalk can be seen Floyd | poking up above the roofline. Floyd | Okay here goes... Wheee! I slid right down the chimney and out of the Floyd | fireplace! That was fun. Can I do it again? Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "I dunno. I've missed a lot." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north and east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is closed. Just inside the front Floyd | door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | The front door is open. It creaks slightly in the draught. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wedge door with cheese" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I wedged the door open with the stale cheese. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the west. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "nice" | |||
| RootShell arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give mouse to wolf" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the dead mouse) Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "tell wolf about windmill" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | 'Little pigs! Little pigs!' calls the Big Bad Wolf as he disappears Floyd | upwards. 'Come on out, there's nothing to be afraid of!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Three chairs are arranged around a small coffee table; a large chair, Floyd | a medium-sized chair and a tiny little chair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tv" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cook pork in fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to cook the packet of frozen Floyd | pork chops. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light fire" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | It looks rather rustic, which is to say that it looks like a bunch of Floyd | logs crudely nailed together. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "break table" | ||||
Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a copy of 'Hail!' magazine Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open but empty) Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light magazine" | ||||
Floyd | Wowee! Who'd have thought the copy of 'Hail!' magazine would burn so Floyd | well! Uh-oh; the flames are spreading like wildfire - I burned down Floyd | the cottage, the entire forest and everything in it, including me. Floyd | That'll teach me to play with matches!! Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 27 out of a possible 100, in 408 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hint" | ||||
Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (3) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (4) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | You need to generate some power first. Floyd | Another Hint? [Y/N] | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | With a little help from an old friend... Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (3) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (4) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | Ellison says, "how much does the chair shock you? could we cook the pork with ELECTRICITY? I SING THE PORK ELECTRIC" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "4" | ||||
Floyd | Remember your fairy tales! Floyd | Another Hint? [Y/N] | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | Only a kiss from a handsome prince can wake her! Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (3) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (4) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says, "ok, proably we need the ball to get the frog to get the prince to get sleeping beauty" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "0" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "ah, sounds right" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a copy of 'Hail!' magazine Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open but empty) Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "so where can we get some paint?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from above. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and I can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light match" | ||||
Floyd | I take a match from the box and strike it. The match flares briefly... Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | and then goes out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "feel wall" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "feel" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to feel? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "any" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search wall" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search room" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fusebox" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | 'Little pigs! Little pigs!' calls the Big Bad Wolf as he disappears Floyd | upwards. 'Come on out, there's nothing to be afraid of!' Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "rough" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a copy of 'Hail!' magazine Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a cue ball Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open but empty) Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from above. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 11:55 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dress" | ||||
Floyd | It's the latest in charity shop chic. Okay, so the hemline used to be Floyd | a little bit lower. I got a bit scissor-happy, okay? Floyd | I'm feeling really sleepy... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x rug" | ||||
Floyd | A slightly motheaten pelt with wildly staring glass eyes, previously Floyd | worn by Grampa bear I presume. Waste not want not, I suppose, but kind Floyd | of icky all the same. Someone has rather creatively shaved the word Floyd | 'welcome' on his back. I wonder if they waited until after he was Floyd | dead...? Floyd | 'Here, piggy piggy piggy!' says the wolf, wandering off to the north. Floyd | I can hardly keep my eyes open... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a full sized snooker table. A Floyd | narrow staircase leads down to the hall. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | So tired... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "lie on medium bed" | ||||
Floyd | Sorry, what was that you said? I'm having trouble concentrating... Floyd | A large shadow looms over me... Floyd | Floyd | Before I can turn around, someone lays a large heavy paw on my Floyd | shoulder. I turn my head to see three shaggy forms bearing down on me, Floyd | if you'll excuse the pun, their hot, fetid breath in my face. Floyd | 'Who's been eating my porridge?' snarls Papa Bear. Floyd | 'Who's been sitting in my chair?' growls Mama Bear. Floyd | 'Who's been planning to sleep off her hangover in my bed, but Floyd | didn't quite get around to it yet?' says Baby Bear. 'Left it a little Floyd | too late, didn't you Goldilocks? Should have kept an eye on the time - Floyd | it's noon and we're back from our walk now, and we're very, very Floyd | upset! What shall we do with her, Pater?' Floyd | 'I think she'd look lovely on our trophy wall,' says Papa Bear. Floyd | 'especially with all that lovely hair.' Floyd | He produces a red hot poker from behind his back. 'But first I Floyd | think we'll take her down to the dungeon and have ourselves a little Floyd | fun...' Floyd | Floyd | Uh-oh. There's no getting out of this one! Somehow, I think the Floyd | adventure is over... Floyd | I have so far scored 27 out of a possible 100, in 420 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | inky says, "whoopsies" | |||
| Ellison asks, "see if you can reference the glass eyes?" | ||||
| Ellison says, "yay time limits" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "RESTORE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x eye" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x eyes" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison nods | |||
| RootShell wavess | inky says (to RootShell), "heya" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 11:49 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I guess we only have like ten more turns anyway" | |||
| Ellison asks, "I mean, I assume there isn't another safe place to sleep, right?" | ||||
| RootShell says, "hello guys" | ||||
| inky says, "I imagine we want to get her out of the bed" | ||||
| Ellison says, "hey RootShell" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "help" | ||||
Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (3) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (4) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | If you really want to know, don't ask me. Watch TV and read a Floyd | magazine. Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (3) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (4) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | Ellison says, "looks like we didn't actually lie on the bed. don't know if that helps." | |||
| RootShell Ellison hello | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "0" | ||||
Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a full sized snooker table. A Floyd | narrow staircase leads down to the hall. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "lie on tiny bed" | ||||
Floyd | I'm not snuggling up next to her! There's not enough room, for one Floyd | thing, and she snores, for another! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "lie on medium bed" | ||||
Floyd | I lie down on the medium-sized bed and immediately begin to sink into Floyd | its suffocating folds. I manage to claw my way out, gasping for Floyd | breath. There's no way I'm sleeping in that bed tonight! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | 'Here, piggy piggy piggy!' says the wolf, wandering off to the north. Floyd | I'm feeling really sleepy... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the hall Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and I can't see a thing. Floyd | I'm feeling really sleepy... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the hall Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, west, up, down and Floyd | out. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the west. Floyd | I'm feeling really sleepy... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | I can hardly keep my eyes open... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south and in. Floyd | So tired... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Sorry, what was that you said? I'm having trouble concentrating... Floyd | A large shadow looms over me... Floyd | Floyd | Before I can turn around, someone lays a large heavy paw on my Floyd | shoulder. I turn my head to see three shaggy forms bearing down on me, Floyd | if you'll excuse the pun, their hot, fetid breath in my face. Floyd | 'Who's been eating my porridge?' snarls Papa Bear. Floyd | 'Who's been sitting in my chair?' growls Mama Bear. Floyd | 'Who's been planning to sleep off her hangover in my bed, but Floyd | didn't quite get around to it yet?' says Baby Bear. 'Left it a little Floyd | too late, didn't you Goldilocks? Should have kept an eye on the time - Floyd | it's noon and we're back from our walk now, and we're very, very Floyd | upset! What shall we do with her, Pater?' Floyd | 'I think she'd look lovely on our trophy wall,' says Papa Bear. Floyd | 'especially with all that lovely hair.' Floyd | He produces a red hot poker from behind his back. 'But first I Floyd | think we'll take her down to the dungeon and have ourselves a little Floyd | fun...' Floyd | Floyd | Uh-oh. There's no getting out of this one! Somehow, I think the Floyd | adventure is over... Floyd | I have so far scored 27 out of a possible 100, in 420 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "RESTORE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put ball in pond" | ||||
Floyd | Right idea, I think - just wrong kind of ball. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hint" | ||||
Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (3) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (4) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | If you really want to know, don't ask me. Watch TV and read a Floyd | magazine. Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (3) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (4) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "0" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the potting shed Floyd | I'm in the potting shed, a ramshackle structure that was obviously Floyd | cobbled together in five minutes some idle Sunday afternoon. I didn't Floyd | know bears had green fingers. In fact I didn't know they had fingers Floyd | at all. Plant pots of all sizes are scattered about the shed untidily Floyd | and the whole place is festooned with cobwebs. Floyd | In the corner is an old metal trunk marked 'FISHING TACKLE.' Floyd | I'm feeling really sleepy... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search pots" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | I can hardly keep my eyes open... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pots" | ||||
Floyd | The plant pots are piled precariously against the wall of the shed. Floyd | So tired... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search cobwebs" | ||||
Floyd | Sorry, what was that you said? I'm having trouble concentrating... Floyd | A large shadow looms over me... Floyd | Floyd | Before I can turn around, someone lays a large heavy paw on my Floyd | shoulder. I turn my head to see three shaggy forms bearing down on me, Floyd | if you'll excuse the pun, their hot, fetid breath in my face. Floyd | 'Who's been eating my porridge?' snarls Papa Bear. Floyd | 'Who's been sitting in my chair?' growls Mama Bear. Floyd | 'Who's been planning to sleep off her hangover in my bed, but Floyd | didn't quite get around to it yet?' says Baby Bear. 'Left it a little Floyd | too late, didn't you Goldilocks? Should have kept an eye on the time - Floyd | it's noon and we're back from our walk now, and we're very, very Floyd | upset! What shall we do with her, Pater?' Floyd | 'I think she'd look lovely on our trophy wall,' says Papa Bear. Floyd | 'especially with all that lovely hair.' Floyd | He produces a red hot poker from behind his back. 'But first I Floyd | think we'll take her down to the dungeon and have ourselves a little Floyd | fun...' Floyd | Floyd | Uh-oh. There's no getting out of this one! Somehow, I think the Floyd | adventure is over... Floyd | I have so far scored 27 out of a possible 100, in 420 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "RESTORE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | I have so far scored 18 out of a possible 100, in 170 turns. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "can we push the pots and break them?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | My first impression upon entering the entrance hall of the Three Floyd | Bears' cottage is of hundreds of eyes staring glassily down at me from Floyd | every corner. Virtually every forest creature from the tiniest shrew Floyd | to the largest moose is represented in a macabre collection of hunting Floyd | trophies. And not just forest creatures either; I'd swear that some of Floyd | these heads are human! On one wall is a full length portrait of the Floyd | bear clan. A narrow staircase leads upwards, and there are doors to Floyd | the north and west. Completing the morbid ambiance is a motheaten Floyd | bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | 'Ding-Dong!' The doorbell rings. A booming voice can be heard from the Floyd | direction of the front door: 'Little pigs, little pigs, LET ME IN, or Floyd | I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll BLOW YOUR HOUSE IN!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | I open the door a tiny crack. As I do so, the mangy looking wolf I Floyd | encountered on the path barges into the hall, his beady eyes darting Floyd | this way and that. Floyd | 'I'm going to eat you little piggies!' he snarls. 'Don't worry, it Floyd | won't hurt a bit.' Then he notices me and his expression turns to one Floyd | of bewilderment. 'My dear girl,' he says 'we really must stop meeting Floyd | like this. It is not you I seek, but the Three Little Pigs. I waited Floyd | two whole weeks for Little Red Riding Hood, after devouring her Floyd | grandmother who was exceedingly tough and chewy and quite frankly I Floyd | have had enough of the taste of humans. Go tell those snivelling pigs Floyd | it's breakfast time!!' Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wedge door with cheese" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I wedged the door open with the stale cheese. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room to the west. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, west, up and out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look under porch" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x porch" | ||||
Floyd | A little thatched porch over the front door. It would be quite pretty Floyd | except that someone has seen fit to paint it gold. Whoever it was has Floyd | obviously seen one too many episodes of "Changing Rooms." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x porch" | ||||
Floyd | A little thatched porch over the front door. It would be quite pretty Floyd | except that someone has seen fit to paint it gold. Whoever it was has Floyd | obviously seen one too many episodes of "Changing Rooms." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look under porch" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the potting shed Floyd | I'm in the potting shed, a ramshackle structure that was obviously Floyd | cobbled together in five minutes some idle Sunday afternoon. I didn't Floyd | know bears had green fingers. In fact I didn't know they had fingers Floyd | at all. Plant pots of all sizes are scattered about the shed untidily Floyd | and the whole place is festooned with cobwebs. Floyd | In the corner is an old metal trunk marked 'FISHING TACKLE.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "break pots" | ||||
Floyd | Now why would I want to do a thing like that? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push pots" | ||||
Floyd | Those are fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pull pots" | ||||
Floyd | I can't reach the ones at the top, so I try to pull one out from near Floyd | the bottom. Moments later the entire pile is lying all over the floor Floyd | in fragments. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search cobwebs" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the potting shed Floyd | I'm in the potting shed, a ramshackle structure that was obviously Floyd | cobbled together in five minutes some idle Sunday afternoon. I didn't Floyd | know bears had green fingers. In fact I didn't know they had fingers Floyd | at all. The floor is littered with pieces of broken plant pot and the Floyd | whole place is festooned with cobwebs. Floyd | In the corner is an old metal trunk marked 'FISHING TACKLE.' Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "PRECARIOUSLY fixed in place" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search fragments" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pieces" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search pot" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| Ellison says, "whoa, push and break doesn't work but pull does? (although it's worrisome that we didn't get some points for that)" | ||||
| inky says, "it might be an alternate way to find the stuff we got via search" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get trunk" | ||||
Floyd | That's fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in trunk" | ||||
Floyd | The old metal trunk is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the potting shed Floyd | I'm in the potting shed, a ramshackle structure that was obviously Floyd | cobbled together in five minutes some idle Sunday afternoon. I didn't Floyd | know bears had green fingers. In fact I didn't know they had fingers Floyd | at all. The floor is littered with pieces of broken plant pot and the Floyd | whole place is festooned with cobwebs. Floyd | In the corner is an old metal trunk marked 'FISHING TACKLE.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cobwebs" | ||||
Floyd | They're absolutely everywhere. It doesn't look as though this place Floyd | gets a lot of use. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get cobwebs" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter trunk" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something I can enter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x wall" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x garden" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x plot" | ||||
Floyd | It's in a sunny spot by the side of the cottage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hint" | ||||
Floyd | (1) Can I eat the porridge in the large and medium-sized bowls? Floyd | (2) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (3) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (4) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| Ghogg goes home. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "4" | ||||
Floyd | There is, but it is cheating; you won't get the best ending if you do Floyd | this. Floyd | Another Hint? [Y/N] | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | (1) Can I eat the porridge in the large and medium-sized bowls? Floyd | (2) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (3) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (4) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "0" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fence" | ||||
Floyd | Presumably it's intended to keep the fearsome forest animals from Floyd | getting into the meadow and molesting Daisy, but it doesn't look Floyd | particularly effective. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x forest" | ||||
Floyd | It's really quite pretty - the way the early morning sun shines Floyd | through the treetops dappling the forest floor. I'd like to be able Floyd | to tell you what kinds of trees there are but I got kicked out of the Floyd | Girl Scouts for - let's just say - gross misconduct - with one of the Floyd | Boy Scout leaders... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, east, up and in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At a fork in the path Floyd | I'm at a fork in the path. Not the kind of fork you eat with, the sort Floyd | where the path forks; you know, like a fork. To the north the path Floyd | widens into a clearing. To the west it disappears into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On a path in the forest Floyd | I'm on a path winding through the Enchanted Forest. The path winds its Floyd | way from the north towards the west. In every other direction there Floyd | are dark, sinister looking trees that wave their branches at me in an Floyd | anthropomorphic kind of way. Ooh, I'm soooo scared! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the enchanted forest Floyd | A large wooden sign informs me that I'm in the Enchanted Forest. What Floyd | it doesn't tell me is how the hell I get out! Everywhere I look there Floyd | are trees, trees, trees. This place definately has a 'tree' theme Floyd | going. A clearly marked path leads south and west, whilst in every Floyd | other direction are, well, trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | I'm pretty sure that's the direction I came from when I entered the Floyd | forest, so let's go a different way. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "maybe the cheating way is to sleep on the floor in the room where the rug was while wearing the rug" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x sign" | ||||
Floyd | ENCHANTED FOREST Floyd | Floyd | Bye-Laws and Regulations Floyd | Floyd | NO FISHING Floyd | NO HUNTING Floyd | NO TRESPASSING IN STRANGE LITTLE COTTAGES Floyd | DO NOT STRAY FROM THE PATHS Floyd | (Unless you want to get seriously lost, that is!) Floyd | Floyd | DO NOT FEED THE WOLVES! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On a path in the forest Floyd | I'm on a path winding through the Enchanted Forest. The path winds its Floyd | way from the north towards the west. In every other direction there Floyd | are dark, sinister looking trees that wave their branches at me in an Floyd | anthropomorphic kind of way. Ooh, I'm soooo scared! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At a fork in the path Floyd | I'm at a fork in the path. Not the kind of fork you eat with, the sort Floyd | where the path forks; you know, like a fork. To the north the path Floyd | widens into a clearing. To the west it disappears into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x path" | ||||
Floyd | A crazy-paving path that leads around the side of the house towards a Floyd | small garden. It's lined by rows of large stones that have for some Floyd | reason been painted white. Somebody's been watching too many of those Floyd | gardening programmes on TV. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x stones" | ||||
Floyd | A crazy-paving path that leads around the side of the house towards a Floyd | small garden. It's lined by rows of large stones that have for some Floyd | reason been painted white. Somebody's been watching too many of those Floyd | gardening programmes on TV. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get stones" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "dig" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to dig? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "plot" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I dug a little hole in the ground with the trowel, but found Floyd | nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x beanstalk" | ||||
Floyd | Aren't these things supposed to lead to castles in the clouds with Floyd | giants and stuff? I guess that bean must have been past it's sell-by Floyd | date, but then so was the cow I exchanged it for... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | At the top of the beanstalk Floyd | I'm at the top of the beanstalk. I was under the impression that these Floyd | giant beanstalks all had castles at the top of them, but not this Floyd | scrawny specimen. However I can almost touch the roof of the cottage Floyd | from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | Okay... Oof! Fortunately for you I had a soft landing on the thatched Floyd | roof of the cottage... Floyd | On the roof Floyd | I'm perched precariously on the roof of the cottage, trying Floyd | desperately not to look down. There is a chimney here attached to Floyd | which is a TV aerial. It kind of spoils the chocolate box look of the Floyd | place if you know what I mean. The top of the beanstalk can be seen Floyd | poking up above the roofline. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x root" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| Ellison asks, "do we know why we wanted to wedge the front door open?" | ||||
| inky says, "I guess if it has an aerial it must have a tv" | ||||
| inky says, "it just makes it easier to get in and out, I guess" | ||||
| Ellison says, "ah, gotcha" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter chimney" | ||||
Floyd | Okay here goes... Wheee! I slid right down the chimney and out of the Floyd | fireplace! That was fun. Can I do it again? Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tv" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the pantry Floyd | I'm in the pantry, a small claustrophobic room which smells faintly of Floyd | cinammon, honey and the mouse droppings that are liberally sprinkled Floyd | across the tiled floor. There is an upright freezer in the corner and Floyd | some sturdy shelves stacked high with box after box of McScottie's Floyd | porridge oats. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tv" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north and east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Completing Floyd | the morbid ambiance is a motheaten bearskin rug. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | 'Little pigs! Little pigs!' calls the Big Bad Wolf as he disappears Floyd | upwards. 'Come on out, there's nothing to be afraid of!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tv" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Three chairs are arranged around a small coffee table; a large chair, Floyd | a medium-sized chair and a tiny little chair. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tv" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x carpet" | ||||
Floyd | I see nothing particularly special about the carpet, besides that it's Floyd | so hideous it hurts my eyes to look at it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x knick-knacks" | ||||
Floyd | Oh, you know, the usual things - glass animals, plaster models of Floyd | peeing cherubs; the sort of things I would take to a car-boot sale Floyd | rather than bring back from one. They're of no interest to me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look under carpet" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Completing Floyd | the morbid ambiance is a motheaten bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a huge bed. A narrow staircase Floyd | leads down to the hall. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | 'Little pigs! Little pigs!' calls the Big Bad Wolf as he disappears Floyd | downwards. 'Come on out, there's nothing to be afraid of!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tv" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dormer" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | It affords a view of the clearing in front of the house. The window is Floyd | painted shut and doesn't look as though it's been opened in years. Floyd | There's a tiny point of light flitting about outside the window! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x light" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fairy" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Completing Floyd | the morbid ambiance is a motheaten bearskin rug. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, west, up and out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
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| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Completing Floyd | the morbid ambiance is a motheaten bearskin rug. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get rug" | ||||
Floyd | I pick up the bearskin rug. Oh, wow, there's a trapdoor hidden Floyd | underneath the rug! What a stupid place to put it - right in front of Floyd | the front door. Someone could have a nasty accident if they didn't Floyd | know it was there! Floyd | 'Here, piggy piggy piggy!' says the wolf, wandering off to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "can we break the window? throw the cue ball at it?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open trapdoor" | ||||
Floyd | I open the trapdoor. A set of rickety wooden stairs lead down into Floyd | darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hrm ok" | |||
| inky says, "probably there's a thing where you open the trapdoor and put the rug back on it" | ||||
| Ellison says, "ah, nice" | ||||
| inky says, "that might be what you do right before going to bed" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl of just-right porridge Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat porridge" | ||||
Floyd | Mmmmm! That porridge tasted JUST RIGHT! I feel thoroughly Floyd | invigourated; in fact I could toss a few cabers myself if you know Floyd | what I mean. Wait, that sounded really dodgy. Forget I said it. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, west, up, down and Floyd | out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dresser" | ||||
Floyd | It's an olde worlde pine number. Looks like it's seen quite a bit of Floyd | use over the years. The kitchen dresser is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search ashes" | ||||
Floyd | I fish around in the embers until I find an old brass key. What a Floyd | ridiculous place to keep it! I pick it up in case it comes in useful. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf strolls out of the room to the east. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the pantry Floyd | I'm in the pantry, a small claustrophobic room which smells faintly of Floyd | cinammon, honey and the mouse droppings that are liberally sprinkled Floyd | across the tiled floor. There is an upright freezer in the corner and Floyd | some sturdy shelves stacked high with box after box of McScottie's Floyd | porridge oats. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x honey" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x shelves" | ||||
Floyd | One of the bears is obviously into DIY. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search oats" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat oats" | ||||
Floyd | That's plainly inedible. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb shelves" | ||||
Floyd | I don't think much is to be achieved by that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask wolf about electricity" | ||||
Floyd | 'Enough talk! There are more important matters at hand - such as Floyd | lunch! Where are those pigs?' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "tell wolf about electricity" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "tell wolf about fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask wolf about fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | 'Enough talk! There are more important matters at hand - such as Floyd | lunch! Where are those pigs?' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give pork to wolf" | ||||
Floyd | 'Here you go, Wolfie!' I say, shoving the pork chops under his Floyd | quivering nose. He recoils in amateur-dramatic horror. Floyd | 'Cretinous child!' He roars, 'I can't possibly eat those! Do I look Floyd | like an arctic fox? Am I similar in appearance to a polar bear? Nay, I Floyd | am a wolf! A wily wanderer of the woodlands! Were I to attempt to eat Floyd | those my delicate jaws would shatter like glass! Take them away, and Floyd | don't bring them back until they're medium rare!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hint" | ||||
Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | The right tool for the right job. Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "0" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | 'Well,' says the wolf, 'it was nice talking to you, but I really must Floyd | be off. Those piggies won't get eaten all by themselves.' Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a huge bed. A narrow staircase Floyd | leads down to the hall. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window with key" | ||||
Floyd | Generations of careless decorators have repeatedly painted over the Floyd | catch making it impossible to turn. No matter how hard I try I can't Floyd | open it with my bare hands! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x catch" | ||||
Floyd | The window catch is covered in layers of ancient paint and won't turn Floyd | at all. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear glove" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | ||||
Floyd | I put on the gloves, but they're much too big for me and feel just a Floyd | little loose! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window with key" | ||||
Floyd | Even with thick leather gloves on I still can't turn the catch! I'm Floyd | going to need something a bit more heavy duty! Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hrm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves (being worn) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window with spoon" | ||||
Floyd | Even with thick leather gloves on I still can't turn the catch! I'm Floyd | going to need something a bit more heavy duty! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window with secateurs" | ||||
Floyd | Even with thick leather gloves on I still can't turn the catch! I'm Floyd | going to need something a bit more heavy duty! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||||
Floyd | Even with thick leather gloves on I still can't turn the catch! I'm Floyd | going to need something a bit more heavy duty! Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Damn! The gloves just dropped off my hands! Yes, both of them, at the Floyd | same time! What are the chances of that? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get gloves" | ||||
Floyd | This could be the pair of gardening gloves that broke Goldilocks' Floyd | back, you know! Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "did we throw the cue ball?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear rug" | ||||
Floyd | I put on the bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||||
Floyd | Do you want me to break a nail or something? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | ||||
Floyd | I put on the gloves, but they're much too big for me and feel just a Floyd | little loose! Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Damn! The gloves just dropped off my hands! Yes, both of them, at the Floyd | same time! What are the chances of that? Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah, it said we didn't throw very well" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | Ellison says, "ah, ok" | |||
Floyd | I put on the gloves, but they're much too big for me and feel just a Floyd | little loose! Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Damn! The gloves just dropped off my hands! Yes, both of them, at the Floyd | same time! What are the chances of that? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get gloves" | ||||
Floyd | This could be the pair of gardening gloves that broke Goldilocks' Floyd | back, you know! Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hrm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a bearskin rug (being worn) Floyd | a packet of frozen pork chops Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 9:35 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hint" | ||||
Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | Ellison asks, "burn the catch?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hint 2" | ||||
Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | The right tool for the right job. Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | You need to generate some power first. Floyd | Another Hint? [Y/N] | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | With a little help from an old friend... Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) Why doesn't the button on the large chair do anything? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "0" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light catch" | ||||
Floyd | Wowee! Who'd have thought the catch would burn so well! Uh-oh; the Floyd | flames are spreading like wildfire - I burned down the cottage, the Floyd | entire forest and everything in it, including me. That'll teach me to Floyd | play with matches!! Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 27 out of a possible 100, in 277 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "just about out of ideas here" | |||
| Ellison says, "when we go in the basement, does wind blow our match out? should we close the trap door? (although I doubt we can see it in the dark)" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | 'Little pigs! Little pigs!' calls the Big Bad Wolf as he disappears Floyd | upwards. 'Come on out, there's nothing to be afraid of!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch dark, and I can't see a thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "close trapdoor" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light match" | ||||
Floyd | I take a match from the box and strike it. The match flares briefly... Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | and then goes out. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "yeah, this game is tricky and I missed enough of what's been tried already that I am probably not too helpful" | |||
| inky says, "ok, time to hit the solution" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Three chairs are arranged around a small coffee table; a large chair, Floyd | a medium-sized chair and a tiny little chair. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga's studied dalliance with his venal muses is little to our taste. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit on tiny chair" | ||||
Floyd | Wow, this chair feels just right! Oh, crap!! The stupid thing Floyd | collapsed right under me! I guess that's what happens if you buy Floyd | self-assembly. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. Floyd | Floyd | A small pile of firewood is all that remains of the tiny little chair. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get firewood" | ||||
Floyd | Oh, so you want me to pick up the pile of firewood now, on top of Floyd | everything else? Fine! I'll just tuck it between my knees, shall I? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from above. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put firewood in fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | I put the pile of firewood into the fireplace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light fire" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light firewood" | ||||
Floyd | I strike a match and set fire to the remains of Baby Bear's chair... Floyd | Floyd | Alright! There's a blazing fire in the hearth now. Who says I'm not Floyd | domesticated? That's only one step away from cooking! And to think Floyd | they kicked me out of the Girl Scouts! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cook pork" | ||||
Floyd | I put the pork chops on the hearth. Wow, they defrosted quickly! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), " x pork" | ||||
Floyd | There's a picture of three little pigs on the packet. Kinda sick when Floyd | you think about it. I think I'll become a vegetarian. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get pork" | ||||
Floyd | This could be the packet of medium rare pork chops that broke Floyd | Goldilocks' back, you know! Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up | Ellison says, "huh, surprised we missed that" | |||
Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah, usually DW tries to interact with everything" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a huge bed. A narrow staircase Floyd | leads down to the hall. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give pork to wolf" | ||||
Floyd | The wolf grabs the packet of pork chops and tears off the wrapper, Floyd | then rolls on the floor gnawing at them like a dog with an old Floyd | slipper. Moments later, when he has recovered his dignity, he rises to Floyd | his feet and says Floyd | 'My dear girl, that was simply exquisite! I am indebted for you for Floyd | that delectable dish! If there is anything I can do in return, simply Floyd | name it, and it will be done! Huffing and puffing a speciality...' Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "tell wolf about windmill" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf taps his foot impatiently. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask wolf about windmill" | ||||
Floyd | 'No more of this idle banter! If there is something you wish me to do Floyd | for you, let us attend to it immediately. I am a cunning hunter of the Floyd | wilderness, and have no time to waste in frivolous conversation!' Floyd | Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf scratches his ear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, west, up, down and Floyd | out. Floyd | Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf taps his foot impatiently. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf follows me. Floyd | 'Ah, my natural habitat!' says the wolf, 'There really is nothing Floyd | quite like the forest!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south and in. Floyd | Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf taps his foot impatiently. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf follows me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf follows me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf follows me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wolf, blow" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want the Big Bad Wolf to blow? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turbine" | ||||
Floyd | 'Ah, so you wish to make use of my prodigious talents! I shall huff, Floyd | and I shall puff, and I shall have that turbine turning in a jiffy!' Floyd | True to his word, the wolf huffs, and he puffs, and he blows the Floyd | turbine with a gale-force blast of air that sends it spinning like a Floyd | toy windmill. Floyd | 'My debt is paid, dear child - I shall now return to the forest Floyd | which is the natural habitat of a fearsome predator such as I. I bid Floyd | you adieu!' With that he gives a low bow, at which point the oil can Floyd | falls from the top of the turbine and bops him on the head. With a Floyd | cluck of annoyance he hitches up the hem of his nightdress, hops over Floyd | the fence and disappears into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get can" | ||||
Floyd | Goldilocks and the Three Bears; the sad tale of a kleptomaniac who Floyd | went too far and collapsed under the weight of her own inventory. Floyd | Taken! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), " x turbine" | ||||
Floyd | It appears to be a 5 KW battery-charging turbine made from wood, old Floyd | tractor parts and a washing machine motor, probably connected to the Floyd | cottage by an underground cable. Faint wisps of smoke are still Floyd | issuing from the overheated generator! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south and in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | Whoa! A hole opened up in the floor and the chair just disappeared Floyd | into it like something out of a James Bond film! Then the hole closed Floyd | up again. I think I may have made a mistake there. Maybe I should have Floyd | been sitting on it! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison has disconnected. | ||||
| Ellison has connected. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in big chair" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large chair" | ||||
Floyd | The second I plump myself down on the large chair I go into Floyd | convulsions as 240 volts sear through my body! The room is filled with Floyd | an odour reminscent of barbequed ribs. When the bears come home they Floyd | find my blackened skeleton grinning at them from the armchair... Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 39 out of a possible 100, in 315 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put blanket on large chair" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put rug on large chair" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking it off) Floyd | Floyd | I take off the bearskin rug. Floyd | I put the bearskin rug on the large chair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large chair" | ||||
Floyd | The second I plump myself down on the large chair I go into Floyd | convulsions as 240 volts sear through my body! The room is filled with Floyd | an odour reminscent of barbequed ribs. When the bears come home they Floyd | find my blackened skeleton grinning at them from the armchair... Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 39 out of a possible 100, in 316 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x electrodes" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x chair" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the large chair, the medium-sized chair or the tiny Floyd | little chair? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "large" | ||||
Floyd | It's a huge overstuffed leather affair covered with leather buttons. Floyd | It looks well worn, as though the person it belongs to has nothing Floyd | better to do than sit on a horrible hard chair all day. A filthy Floyd | antimacassar is draped over the back of the chair. Floyd | Floyd | One of the buttons on the arm looks slightly different from the Floyd | others... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get antimacassar" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! There are electrodes concealed underneath it! Papa Bear Floyd | must be a little tetchy about other people using his chair - he's Floyd | wired it up to the mains! There's a cable connected to the electrodes Floyd | which presumably supplies the juice. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large chair" | ||||
Floyd | The second I plump myself down on the large chair I go into Floyd | convulsions as 240 volts sear through my body! The room is filled with Floyd | an odour reminscent of barbequed ribs. When the bears come home they Floyd | find my blackened skeleton grinning at them from the armchair... Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 39 out of a possible 100, in 318 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unplug cable" | ||||
Floyd | It is fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cut cable" | ||||
Floyd | (with the pair of secateurs) Floyd | No, no good - I couldn't even cut my hair with these secateurs - too Floyd | rusty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "oil secateurs" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, a dash of SUPERLUBE and these babies are as good as new! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cut cable" | ||||
Floyd | (with the pair of secateurs) Floyd | The secateurs cut through the insulation like a knife through Floyd | butter... Floyd | Floyd | ...Unfortunately I forgot to turn off the power supply first! 240 Floyd | volts sear through my body filling the room with an odour not Floyd | dissimilar to roast pork. The bears come home to find my blackened Floyd | skeleton grinning at them from behind the armchair! I'm dead, and it's Floyd | all your fault! Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 39 out of a possible 100, in 321 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | inky says, "oh c'mon" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner | Ellison says, "maybe the basement has light now" | |||
Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "good call" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | An old wooden wardrobe with brass handles that looks like it's seen Floyd | better days. Probably why it's in the cellar. There's a gentle breeze Floyd | coming from behind the wardrobe! The wardrobe is locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unlock wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to unlock the wardrobe with? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "key" | ||||
Floyd | I unlock the wardrobe. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | I open the wardrobe, revealing a set of dumbells. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dumbells" | ||||
Floyd | Property of Papa Bear, no doubt. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get dumbells" | ||||
Floyd | Yeah, sure, whatever - I'll just tuck them under my chin or something. Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x open machine" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open machine" | ||||
Floyd | The door of the washing machine is jammed shut! Don't you just hate it Floyd | when that happens? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "oil machine" | ||||
Floyd | I can't use that! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hit machine" | ||||
Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x machine" | ||||
Floyd | It doesn't seem to have been used in a while, probably because it's Floyd | missing it's motor. The door is tightly shut. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fusebox" | ||||
Floyd | There is a volt meter inside, and two switches marked A and B. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn off a" | ||||
Floyd | (switch A) Floyd | Okay, Switch A is in the OFF position. Floyd | The lights go off! Floyd | Floyd | It is now pitch dark in here! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn off b" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, Switch B is in the OFF position. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u. n. cut cable" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the large chair is a bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | (with the pair of secateurs) Floyd | Okay, I use the secateurs to cut the cable connecting the electrodes Floyd | to the power supply. Let's see Papa Bear try to fry me now! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s. d. turn on b. u. n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Okay, Switch B is in the ON position. Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the large chair is a bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | Whoa! A hole just opened up in the floor and the chair is carrying me Floyd | down into the bowels of the earth! It's just like something out of a Floyd | James Bond film! Floyd | Floyd | Ouch! - it's stopped... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | I'm in an underground cave. From the decor I'd say this was Papa Floyd | Bear's private den, a place of sanctuary away from the rigours of Floyd | family life. The walls are plastered with posters of football teams Floyd | and pin-ups from 'Playbear.' A solid metal door, set into the western Floyd | wall of the cave looks almost impenetrable. There's an electric socket Floyd | in the wall next to the door. The large chair is now facing a Floyd | television set and there's a fridge within easy reach of the chair. Floyd | Floyd | On the large chair is a bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a TV remote control here. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The jolt threw me out of the chair - I guess the mechanism was Floyd | designed for someone much heavier than me! Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "hey, look at that" | |||
| inky says, "there's the tv" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x remote" | ||||
Floyd | There are two buttons, marked "Channel" and "Buy." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get remote" | ||||
Floyd | What do you think I am, a packhorse? Oh, alright then; taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get rug" | ||||
Floyd | What do you think I am, a packhorse? Oh, alright then; taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | I'm in an underground cave. From the decor I'd say this was Papa Floyd | Bear's private den, a place of sanctuary away from the rigours of Floyd | family life. The walls are plastered with posters of football teams Floyd | and pin-ups from 'Playbear.' A solid metal door, set into the western Floyd | wall of the cave looks almost impenetrable. There's an electric socket Floyd | in the wall next to the door. The large chair is now facing a Floyd | television set and there's a fridge within easy reach of the chair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 10:49 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | The door looks as though it has been designed to withstand anything Floyd | short of a nuclear blast! There's a sign on the door which reads "Papa Floyd | Bear's workshop - STRICTLY NO ADMITTANCE to anyone other than Papa Floyd | Bear!" Just next to the door at floor level is an electric socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | The solid metal door has no doorhandle or keyhole and there is no Floyd | other visible means of opening it. The secret is known only to Papa Floyd | Bear! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open fridge" | ||||
Floyd | I open the refridgerator, revealing a can of beer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x beer" | ||||
Floyd | 'Bear Beer - refreshes the bears that other beers cannot.' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get beer" | ||||
Floyd | Yeah, sure, whatever - I'll just tuck it under my chin or something. Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "close fridge" | ||||
Floyd | I close the refridgerator. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tv" | ||||
Floyd | It's a cookery programme - some old crone in a gingerbread house is Floyd | demonstrating how to cook CHILDREN! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn on tv" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something I can switch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Jerry Springer Show - this week: My Stepdaughter is living in Floyd | the forest with seven little men... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Fairyland Shopping Channel - "Tired of porridge every Floyd | morning? Sounds like you need toast-o-mastic 1000 atomic three - slot Floyd | toaster! Toast three pieces of bread simultaneously on three different Floyd | settings! Never again will Dad complain that his toast is under-done Floyd | or Mum that her toast is burnt... and for baby of course it's always Floyd | just right! Press BUY now to make your purchase!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Fairyland News Channel - "This just in... Prince Charming of Floyd | Fairyland has been turned into a frog. A Palace spokesperson today Floyd | confirmed that the transformation took place late last night after a Floyd | run-in between the Prince and a wicked witch. Police are holding a Floyd | local crone for questioning in connection with the incident. The Floyd | whereabouts of the Prince are as yet unknown, but he was last seen Floyd | hopping towards the Enchanted Forest..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's a cookery programme - some old crone in a gingerbread house is Floyd | demonstrating how to cook CHILDREN! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Jerry Springer Show - this week: My Stepdaughter is living in Floyd | the forest with seven little men... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Fairyland Shopping Channel - "Tired of porridge every Floyd | morning? Sounds like you need toast-o-mastic 1000 atomic three - slot Floyd | toaster! Toast three pieces of bread simultaneously on three different Floyd | settings! Never again will Dad complain that his toast is under-done Floyd | or Mum that her toast is burnt... and for baby of course it's always Floyd | just right! Press BUY now to make your purchase!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push buy" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, one toast-o-mastic 3000 atomic 3 - slot toaster ordered! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Fairyland News Channel - "This just in... Prince Charming of Floyd | Fairyland has been turned into a frog. A Palace spokesperson today Floyd | confirmed that the transformation took place late last night after a Floyd | run-in between the Prince and a wicked witch. Police are holding a Floyd | local crone for questioning in connection with the incident. The Floyd | whereabouts of the Prince are as yet unknown, but he was last seen Floyd | hopping towards the Enchanted Forest..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's a cookery programme - some old crone in a gingerbread house is Floyd | demonstrating how to cook CHILDREN! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Jerry Springer Show - this week: My Stepdaughter is living in Floyd | the forest with seven little men... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Fairyland Shopping Channel - "Tired of porridge every Floyd | morning? Sounds like you need toast-o-mastic 1000 atomic three - slot Floyd | toaster! Toast three pieces of bread simultaneously on three different Floyd | settings! Never again will Dad complain that his toast is under-done Floyd | or Mum that her toast is burnt... and for baby of course it's always Floyd | just right! Press BUY now to make your purchase!" Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in any direction! Floyd | Floyd | 'Ding-Dong!' A bell rings somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | The chair shoots back up through a hole carved in the roof of the Floyd | cave, carrying me with it. The hole in the sitting room floor closes Floyd | behind it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I'll have to get off the large chair first. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "well, I guess now the hint will be updated" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand. s" | ||||
Floyd | I get off the large chair. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "true" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move north, west, up, down and Floyd | out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | I can also see a package (which is closed) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get package" | ||||
Floyd | Goldilocks and the Three Bears; the sad tale of a kleptomaniac who Floyd | went too far and collapsed under the weight of her own inventory. Floyd | Taken! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x package" | ||||
Floyd | It's addressed to "Goldilocks, c/o 3 Bears' Cottage, Enchanted Forest, Floyd | Fairyland FL3 7ER." It's a wonder that they managed to find me. In Floyd | fact it's a wonder I even managed to order it in the first place Floyd | considering that the bears don't have cable! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open package" | ||||
Floyd | I open the package, revealing an electric toaster and a leaflet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read leaflet" | ||||
Floyd | "Thankyou for purchasing the toast-o-mastic 3000 atomic 3 - slot Floyd | toaster. This revolutionary gadget allows you to toast not one but Floyd | three slices of bread at the same time... blah blah blah." There is Floyd | some smallprint, but it is illegible to the naked eye. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm, need a magnifying glass or something" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x toaster" | ||||
Floyd | It's a stylish chrome affair with three slots, each about an inch Floyd | wide, and a control lever which can be depressed to activate it. The Floyd | lever is in the off position. The toaster is not plugged in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south and in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | Whoa! A hole just opened up in the floor and the chair is carrying me Floyd | down into the bowels of the earth! It's just like something out of a Floyd | James Bond film! Floyd | Floyd | Ouch! - it's stopped... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | I'm in an underground cave. From the decor I'd say this was Papa Floyd | Bear's private den, a place of sanctuary away from the rigours of Floyd | family life. The walls are plastered with posters of football teams Floyd | and pin-ups from 'Playbear.' A solid metal door, set into the western Floyd | wall of the cave looks almost impenetrable. There's an electric socket Floyd | in the wall next to the door. The large chair is now facing a Floyd | television set and there's a fridge within easy reach of the chair. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The jolt threw me out of the chair - I guess the mechanism was Floyd | designed for someone much heavier than me! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "plug toaster in socket" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to plug the electric toaster Floyd | in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "plug toaster" | ||||
Floyd | I can't - the TV is plugged in to the only wall socket! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unplug tv" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I pulled the plug out of the wall socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "plug toaster" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I put the plug in the wall socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "oh you started playing again" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x socket" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the wall socket or the electric socket? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x wall socket" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the wall socket or the electric socket? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "any" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x electric socket" | ||||
Floyd | For plugging electrical appliances into. I believe it's known as an Floyd | outlet across the pond. The toaster is currently plugged into the wall Floyd | socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x toaster" | ||||
Floyd | It's a stylish chrome affair with three slots, each about an inch Floyd | wide, and a control lever which can be depressed to activate it. The Floyd | lever is in the off position. The toaster is plugged into the wall Floyd | socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "did we ever" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn on toaster" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something I can switch. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy asks, "Is this still goldilox?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push lever" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I pushed down the little control lever. Thanks to the toaster's Floyd | atomic reactor the elements heat up instantaneously... Floyd | Floyd | ...SPROING!!! Floyd | Floyd | The toaster pops in microseconds. 'Instant toasting satisfaction!' Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yep" | |||
| Touchy says, "I was just playing "Ceville" with my roommate" | ||||
| inky says, "ok I have no idea what the point of this is" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a package (which is open) Floyd | a leaflet Floyd | a can of beer Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a TV remote control Floyd | a set of dumbells Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "yeah, me neither" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put dynamite in toaster" | ||||
Floyd | Hmmm... they seem to fit quite snuggly. I jammed them in upside down Floyd | so that the fuses are touching the heating elements of the toaster. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "jeez we have a lot of stuff" | |||
| inky says, "oho" | ||||
| Ellison says, "crazy" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x toaster" | ||||
Floyd | It's a stylish chrome affair with three slots, each about an inch Floyd | wide, and a control lever which can be depressed to activate it. The Floyd | lever is in the off position. A stick of dynamite has been wedged into Floyd | each of the slots. The toaster is plugged into the wall socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push lever" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I pushed down the little control lever. The toaster elements Floyd | heat up igniting the fuses on the sticks of dynamite... Floyd | Floyd | ...which explode causing a chain reaction... Floyd | Floyd | "KABOOOOM!!!" Floyd | Floyd | The toaster's atomic batteries go into meltdown resulting in a Floyd | NUCLEAR EXPLOSION... Floyd | Floyd | ...and unfortunately I was standing right next to it at the time! Floyd | When the bears come home all they find of me is a shadowy impression Floyd | on the wall of the cave.Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 48 out of a possible 100, in 399 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get dynamite" | ||||
Floyd | The dynamite is of more use to me inside the toaster than out! Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "we still should get the wolf to blow the turbines, too" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x toaster" | ||||
Floyd | It's a stylish chrome affair with three slots, each about an inch Floyd | wide, and a control lever which can be depressed to activate it. The Floyd | lever is in the off position. A stick of dynamite has been wedged into Floyd | each of the slots. The toaster is plugged into the wall socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "there must be a way to extent the delay" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a package (which is open) Floyd | a leaflet Floyd | a can of beer Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a TV remote control Floyd | a set of dumbells Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x manual" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read leaflet" | ||||
Floyd | "Thankyou for purchasing the toast-o-mastic 3000 atomic 3 - slot Floyd | toaster. This revolutionary gadget allows you to toast not one but Floyd | three slices of bread at the same time... blah blah blah." There is Floyd | some smallprint, but it is illegible to the naked eye. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x smallprint" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | I'm in an underground cave. From the decor I'd say this was Papa Floyd | Bear's private den, a place of sanctuary away from the rigours of Floyd | family life. The walls are plastered with posters of football teams Floyd | and pin-ups from 'Playbear.' A solid metal door, set into the western Floyd | wall of the cave looks almost impenetrable. There's an electric socket Floyd | in the wall next to the door. The large chair is now facing a Floyd | television set and there's a fridge within easy reach of the chair. Floyd | Floyd | I can see an electric toaster (in which are some sticks of dynamite) Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pin-ups" | ||||
Floyd | Forget it, pervert! For one thing, I'm not a bear and for another I'm Floyd | not that way inclined! Floyd | Hel-lo - look at the knockers on that one! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x posters" | ||||
Floyd | Forget it, pervert! For one thing, I'm not a bear and for another I'm Floyd | not that way inclined! Floyd | Hel-lo - look at the knockers on that one! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x football" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "drink beer" | ||||
Floyd | Down in one! (Glug, glug glug!) God, that hits the spot! (Burp!) Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| Ellison says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a package (which is open) Floyd | a leaflet Floyd | a can of beer Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a TV remote control Floyd | a set of dumbells Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "need some way to look at the small print" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x bottle" | ||||
Floyd | It's pretty useless now! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x print" | ||||
Floyd | I can't - it's written in the most microscopic type I've ever seen; in Floyd | fact I nearly didn't see it. Seems the toaster company really don't Floyd | want anyone to read this! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read it" | ||||
Floyd | I can't - it's written in the most microscopic type I've ever seen; in Floyd | fact I nearly didn't see it. Seems the toaster company really don't Floyd | want anyone to read this! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get it" | ||||
Floyd | Oh great. More junk. We're building up quite a collection, aren't we? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a fine print Floyd | a package (which is open) Floyd | a leaflet Floyd | a can of beer Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a TV remote control Floyd | a set of dumbells Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a trowel Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha, the fine print is takable" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | Ellison says, "nice" | |||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get leaflet" | ||||
Floyd | What do you think I am, a packhorse? Oh, alright then; taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy asks, "this is pretty long, huh?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hint" | ||||
Floyd | (1) How do I get into Papa Bear's workshop? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | You need to create a nuclear explosion. Floyd | Another Hint? [Y/N] | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | Blow up the atomic toaster! Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) How do I get into Papa Bear's workshop? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with the pond? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) How do I get rid of Sleeping Beauty? Floyd | (6) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "0" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "well, that's unhelpful" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x toaster" | ||||
Floyd | It's a stylish chrome affair with three slots, each about an inch Floyd | wide, and a control lever which can be depressed to activate it. The Floyd | lever is in the off position. A stick of dynamite has been wedged into Floyd | each of the slots. The toaster is plugged into the wall socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look under toaster" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search toaster" | ||||
Floyd | In the electric toaster are some sticks of dynamite. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "adjust toaster" | ||||
Floyd | No, I can't set that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "shake toaster" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x dial" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x lever" | ||||
Floyd | It activates the toaster. You push it down, the toaster toasts. Floyd | Provided it's plugged in and the power's on. The lever is in the off Floyd | position. Floyd | I'm feeling really sleepy... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push lever" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I pushed down the little control lever. The toaster elements Floyd | heat up igniting the fuses on the sticks of dynamite... Floyd | Floyd | ...which explode causing a chain reaction... Floyd | Floyd | "KABOOOOM!!!" Floyd | Floyd | The toaster's atomic batteries go into meltdown resulting in a Floyd | NUCLEAR EXPLOSION... Floyd | Floyd | ...and unfortunately I was standing right next to it at the time! Floyd | When the bears come home all they find of me is a shadowy impression Floyd | on the wall of the cave.Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 48 out of a possible 100, in 417 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "woah....half the points" | |||
| Ellison says, "oh, turn off the power with the fusebox" | ||||
| Ellison says, "then get it all set and turn the power back on" | ||||
| Ellison says, "maybe" | ||||
| Ellison says, "the button probably doesn't work without power, does it? hmm" | ||||
| inky says, "ok, hitting the walkthrough again" | ||||
| inky says, "unsurprisingly we missed some stuff" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit on chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | I can hardly keep my eyes open... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | The chair shoots back up through a hole carved in the roof of the Floyd | cave, carrying me with it. The hole in the sitting room floor closes Floyd | behind it. Floyd | So tired... Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oops, out of time anyway" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | Sorry, what was that you said? I'm having trouble concentrating... Floyd | A large shadow looms over me... Floyd | Floyd | Before I can turn around, someone lays a large heavy paw on my Floyd | shoulder. I turn my head to see three shaggy forms bearing down on me, Floyd | if you'll excuse the pun, their hot, fetid breath in my face. Floyd | 'Who's been eating my porridge?' snarls Papa Bear. Floyd | 'Who's been planning to sleep off her hangover in my bed, but Floyd | didn't quite get around to it yet?' says Baby Bear. 'Left it a little Floyd | too late, didn't you Goldilocks? Should have kept an eye on the time - Floyd | it's noon and we're back from our walk now, and we're very, very Floyd | upset! What shall we do with her, Pater?' Floyd | 'I think she'd look lovely on our trophy wall,' says Papa Bear. Floyd | 'especially with all that lovely hair.' Floyd | He produces a red hot poker from behind his back. 'But first I Floyd | think we'll take her down to the dungeon and have ourselves a little Floyd | fun...' Floyd | Floyd | Uh-oh. There's no getting out of this one! Somehow, I think the Floyd | adventure is over... Floyd | I have so far scored 48 out of a possible 100, in 420 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "man, Papa Bear is an ass" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "screw you, papa bear" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 7:50 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | Ellison says, "I am getting EMOTIONALLY INVOLVED with this game" | |||
Floyd | I have so far scored 18 out of a possible 100, in 171 turns. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "hehe" | |||
| inky says, "ok let's see what I got from the walkthrough" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the pantry Floyd | I'm in the pantry, a small claustrophobic room which smells faintly of Floyd | cinammon, honey and the mouse droppings that are liberally sprinkled Floyd | across the tiled floor. There is an upright freezer in the corner and Floyd | some sturdy shelves stacked high with box after box of McScottie's Floyd | porridge oats. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get box" | ||||
Floyd | I already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open box" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something I can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x box" | ||||
Floyd | Anyone for pyromania? The matchbox contains just two matches. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "Ellison is now the emotionally invovled seer." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get oats" | ||||
Floyd | One of the cartons has the words "FREE GIFT" splashed all over the Floyd | side of it, so I grab that one. I always was a sucker for those little Floyd | plastic gizmos. The carton is surprisingly light. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open oats" | ||||
Floyd | (the carton of porridge oats) Floyd | I open the carton of porridge oats, revealing a pendant. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get pendant" | ||||
Floyd | Fine, fine, no problem - I'll just balance it on top of my head. What Floyd | did your last slave die of? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear it" | ||||
Floyd | Oh wow! As soon as I put it on it becomes a glow-in-the-dark pendant! Floyd | How cool is that? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "drop oats" | ||||
Floyd | (the carton of porridge oats) Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "man" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | My first impression upon entering the entrance hall of the Three Floyd | Bears' cottage is of hundreds of eyes staring glassily down at me from Floyd | every corner. Virtually every forest creature from the tiniest shrew Floyd | to the largest moose is represented in a macabre collection of hunting Floyd | trophies. And not just forest creatures either; I'd swear that some of Floyd | these heads are human! On one wall is a full length portrait of the Floyd | bear clan. A narrow staircase leads upwards, and there are doors to Floyd | the north and west. Completing the morbid ambiance is a motheaten Floyd | bearskin rug. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | 'Ding-Dong!' The doorbell rings. A booming voice can be heard from the Floyd | direction of the front door: 'Little pigs, little pigs, LET ME IN, or Floyd | I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll BLOW YOUR HOUSE IN!' Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm, I wonder what this will do" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf5" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get rug" | ||||
Floyd | I pick up the bearskin rug. Oh, wow, there's a trapdoor hidden Floyd | underneath the rug! What a stupid place to put it - right in front of Floyd | the front door. Someone could have a nasty accident if they didn't Floyd | know it was there! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open trapdoor" | ||||
Floyd | I open the trapdoor. A set of rickety wooden stairs lead down into Floyd | darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put rug on trapdoor" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I placed the rug over the trapdoor, so that it looks exactly as Floyd | before - except that the trapdoor is open! Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Somebody is banging on the front door! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | I open the door a tiny crack. As I do so, the mangy looking wolf I Floyd | encountered on the path barges into the hall, his beady eyes darting Floyd | this way and that. Unfortunately he fails to notice the open trapdoor Floyd | concealed under the rug and falls headlong into the cellar with a loud Floyd | crash. Moments later he re-emerges looking meaner than ever. Floyd | 'I'm going to eat you little piggies!' he snarls. 'Don't worry, it Floyd | won't hurt a bit.' Then he notices me and his expression turns to one Floyd | of bewilderment. 'My dear girl,' he says 'we really must stop meeting Floyd | like this. It is not you I seek, but the Three Little Pigs. I waited Floyd | two whole weeks for Little Red Riding Hood, after devouring her Floyd | grandmother who was exceedingly tough and chewy and quite frankly I Floyd | have had enough of the taste of humans. Go tell those snivelling pigs Floyd | it's breakfast time!!' Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says, "also dang" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is open, but a strong draught Floyd | threatens to blow it shut at any moment. Just inside the front door is Floyd | an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a bearskin rug here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get rug" | ||||
Floyd | Yeah, sure, whatever - I'll just tuck it under my chin or something. Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unlock wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to unlock the wardrobe with? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the up above) Floyd | That isn't available. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is open, but a strong draught Floyd | threatens to blow it shut at any moment. Just inside the front door is Floyd | an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search ashes" | ||||
Floyd | I fish around in the embers until I find an old brass key. What a Floyd | ridiculous place to keep it! I pick it up in case it comes in useful. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e. d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is open, but a strong draught Floyd | threatens to blow it shut at any moment. Just inside the front door is Floyd | an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | 'Little pigs! Little pigs!' calls the Big Bad Wolf as he disappears to Floyd | the west. 'Come on out, there's nothing to be afraid of!' Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unlock wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to unlock the wardrobe with? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "key" | ||||
Floyd | I unlock the wardrobe. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | I open the wardrobe, revealing a set of dumbells. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get dumbbells" | ||||
Floyd | Normally I could just about lift those, but I'm so weak with hunger at Floyd | the moment I doubt I could bench press a feather duster. When am I Floyd | going to get my bloomin' breakfast? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat porridge" | ||||
Floyd | Mmmmm! That porridge tasted JUST RIGHT! I feel thoroughly Floyd | invigourated; in fact I could toss a few cabers myself if you know Floyd | what I mean. Wait, that sounded really dodgy. Forget I said it. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get dumbbells" | ||||
Floyd | Fine, fine, no problem - I'll just balance them on top of my head. Floyd | What did your last slave die of? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is open, but a strong draught Floyd | threatens to blow it shut at any moment. Just inside the front door is Floyd | an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Three chairs are arranged around a small coffee table; a large chair, Floyd | a medium-sized chair and a tiny little chair. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "anyway, here's the other thing" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit on medium chair" | ||||
Floyd | Wow - this chair is sooooo soft! I feel as though I'm sinking into a Floyd | black hole! Oh my god, I am! Floyd | Inside the medium-sized chair Floyd | I seem to have sunk deep within the soft, enveloping folds of the Floyd | medium-sized chair, the place where biscuit crumbs, loose change and Floyd | other lost items normally accumulate. I can just see a small window of Floyd | light, the only way out of this warm, stifling floral-print cocoon. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a pair of very thick spectacles here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get spectacles" | ||||
Floyd | Fine, fine, no problem - I'll just balance them on top of my head. Floyd | What did your last slave die of? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | I can't move! Something I'm carrying keeps dragging me back into the Floyd | chair! I don't know how Mama Bear puts up with this!! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "drop dumbells" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Three chairs are arranged around a small coffee table; a large chair, Floyd | a medium-sized chair and a tiny little chair. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "presumably we need things to see the fine print" | |||
| inky says, "er, need the spectacles" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit on little chair" | ||||
Floyd | Wow, this chair feels just right! Oh, crap!! The stupid thing Floyd | collapsed right under me! I guess that's what happens if you buy Floyd | self-assembly. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get firewood" | ||||
Floyd | Yeah, sure, whatever - I'll just tuck it under my chin or something. Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is open, but a strong draught Floyd | threatens to blow it shut at any moment. Just inside the front door is Floyd | an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn off b" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, Switch B is in the OFF position. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door is open, but a strong draught Floyd | threatens to blow it shut at any moment. Just inside the front door is Floyd | an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "I give up I have completely lost track of what's going on." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wedge door with cheese" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I wedged the door open with the stale cheese. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the kitchen Floyd | I am in the bears' tiny kitchen, a cosy little room that could have Floyd | come straight from the pages of Country Living. It's big on original Floyd | features and totally lacking in "mod cons." A large dining table sits Floyd | in the centre of the room and there is a dresser against the wall. Floyd | Opposite the dresser is an enormous brick fireplace that seems to fill Floyd | half the room. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf is here, doing his best to look mean and dangerous. Floyd | Floyd | On the dining table are a large bowl (which is empty), a medium-sized Floyd | bowl (which is empty) and a tiny little bowl of just-right porridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put firewood in fire" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put firewood in fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | I put the pile of firewood into the fireplace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "light firewood" | ||||
Floyd | I strike a match and set fire to the remains of Baby Bear's chair... Floyd | Floyd | Alright! There's a blazing fire in the hearth now. Who says I'm not Floyd | domesticated? That's only one step away from cooking! And to think Floyd | they kicked me out of the Girl Scouts! Floyd | 'Here, piggy piggy piggy!' says the wolf, wandering off to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cook pork" | ||||
Floyd | I put the pork chops on the hearth. Wow, they defrosted quickly! Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf prowls into the room from the north. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give pork to wolf" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the packet of medium rare pork chops) Floyd | The wolf grabs the packet of pork chops and tears off the wrapper, Floyd | then rolls on the floor gnawing at them like a dog with an old Floyd | slipper. Moments later, when he has recovered his dignity, he rises to Floyd | his feet and says Floyd | 'My dear girl, that was simply exquisite! I am indebted for you for Floyd | that delectable dish! If there is anything I can do in return, simply Floyd | name it, and it will be done! Huffing and puffing a speciality...' Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf follows me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf follows me. Floyd | 'Ah, my natural habitat!' says the wolf, 'There really is nothing Floyd | quite like the forest!' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf follows me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf follows me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a small meadow Floyd | I'm in a small meadow at the back of the cottage, separated from the Floyd | forest by a rickety fence. In the middle of the meadow is what appears Floyd | to be a homemade wind turbine! To the south, through the tangled Floyd | pergola, is the garden. Floyd | The Big Bad Wolf follows me. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wolf, blow turbine" | ||||
Floyd | 'Ah, so you wish to make use of my prodigious talents! I shall huff, Floyd | and I shall puff, and I shall have that turbine turning in a jiffy!' Floyd | True to his word, the wolf huffs, and he puffs, and he blows the Floyd | turbine with a gale-force blast of air that sends it spinning like a Floyd | toy windmill. Floyd | 'My debt is paid, dear child - I shall now return to the forest Floyd | which is the natural habitat of a fearsome predator such as I. I bid Floyd | you adieu!' With that he gives a low bow, at which point the oil can Floyd | falls from the top of the turbine and bops him on the head. With a Floyd | cluck of annoyance he hitches up the hem of his nightdress, hops over Floyd | the fence and disappears into the forest. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get oil" | ||||
Floyd | What do you think I am, a packhorse? Oh, alright then; taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "oil scissors" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of very thick spectacles Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a pendant (providing light and being worn) Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "oil secateurs" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, a dash of SUPERLUBE and these babies are as good as new! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south and in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get antimacassar" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! There are electrodes concealed underneath it! Papa Bear Floyd | must be a little tetchy about other people using his chair - he's Floyd | wired it up to the mains! There's a cable connected to the electrodes Floyd | which presumably supplies the juice. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cut cable" | ||||
Floyd | (with the pair of secateurs) Floyd | Okay, I use the secateurs to cut the cable connecting the electrodes Floyd | to the power supply. Let's see Papa Bear try to fry me now! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn on b" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, Switch B is in the ON position. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u. n. sit in large chair. push button" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Whoa! A hole just opened up in the floor and the chair is carrying me Floyd | down into the bowels of the earth! It's just like something out of a Floyd | James Bond film! Floyd | Floyd | Ouch! - it's stopped... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | I'm in an underground cave. From the decor I'd say this was Papa Floyd | Bear's private den, a place of sanctuary away from the rigours of Floyd | family life. The walls are plastered with posters of football teams Floyd | and pin-ups from 'Playbear.' A solid metal door, set into the western Floyd | wall of the cave looks almost impenetrable. There's an electric socket Floyd | in the wall next to the door. The large chair is now facing a Floyd | television set and there's a fridge within easy reach of the chair. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a TV remote control here. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The jolt threw me out of the chair - I guess the mechanism was Floyd | designed for someone much heavier than me! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get remote" | ||||
Floyd | This could be the TV remote control that broke Goldilocks' back, you Floyd | know! Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Jerry Springer Show - this week: My Stepdaughter is living in Floyd | the forest with seven little men... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push channel" | ||||
Floyd | It's the Fairyland Shopping Channel - "Tired of porridge every Floyd | morning? Sounds like you need toast-o-mastic 1000 atomic three - slot Floyd | toaster! Toast three pieces of bread simultaneously on three different Floyd | settings! Never again will Dad complain that his toast is under-done Floyd | or Mum that her toast is burnt... and for baby of course it's always Floyd | just right! Press BUY now to make your purchase!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push buy" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, one toast-o-mastic 3000 atomic 3 - slot toaster ordered! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | The chair shoots back up through a hole carved in the roof of the Floyd | cave, carrying me with it. The hole in the sitting room floor closes Floyd | behind it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand. s" | ||||
Floyd | I get off the large chair. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | 'Ding-Dong!' A bell rings somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | I can also see a package (which is closed) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open package" | ||||
Floyd | I open the package, revealing an electric toaster and a leaflet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get toaster and leaflet" | ||||
Floyd | electric toaster: Oh, so you want me to pick up the electric toaster Floyd | now, on top of everything else? Fine! I'll just tuck it between my Floyd | knees, shall I? Floyd | leaflet: Oh, so you want me to pick up the leaflet now, on top of Floyd | everything else? Fine! I'll just tuck it between my knees, shall I? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x time" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 9:17 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read leaflet" | ||||
Floyd | "Thankyou for purchasing the toast-o-mastic 3000 atomic 3 - slot Floyd | toaster. This revolutionary gadget allows you to toast not one but Floyd | three slices of bread at the same time... blah blah blah." There is Floyd | some smallprint, but it is illegible to the naked eye. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read small print with spectacles" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to read the fine print. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read fine print" | ||||
Floyd | I can't - it's written in the most microscopic type I've ever seen; in Floyd | fact I nearly didn't see it. Seems the toaster company really don't Floyd | want anyone to read this! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear spectacles" | ||||
Floyd | I put on the pair of very thick spectacles. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read fine print" | ||||
Floyd | Through the glasses I can actually read the microscopic print at the Floyd | bottom of the page: Floyd | 'The Toast-O-Matic 3000 uses a small nuclear reactor for Floyd | instantaneous toasting satisfaction. However, the unit still requires Floyd | electricty to initiate the reaction. Under normal circumstances there Floyd | is no danger of nuclear meltdown. Refer all servicing to a qualified Floyd | nuclear physicist. The manufacturers take no responsiblity for injury Floyd | or death resulting from the misuse of this product.' Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "oh, we did have the wolf blow the turbine before. I missed how we got the oil." | |||
| inky says, "well, that's no help" | ||||
| inky says, "yeah" | ||||
| inky says, "oh, I bet I know" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move south and in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn off a" | ||||
Floyd | (switch A) Floyd | Okay, Switch A is in the OFF position. Floyd | The lights go off! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a leaflet Floyd | an electric toaster Floyd | a TV remote control Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of very thick spectacles (being worn) Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a pendant (providing light and being worn) Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | some sticks of dynamite Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | Whoa! A hole just opened up in the floor and the chair is carrying me Floyd | down into the bowels of the earth! It's just like something out of a Floyd | James Bond film! Floyd | Floyd | Ouch! - it's stopped... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | I'm in an underground cave. From the decor I'd say this was Papa Floyd | Bear's private den, a place of sanctuary away from the rigours of Floyd | family life. The walls are plastered with posters of football teams Floyd | and pin-ups from 'Playbear.' A solid metal door, set into the western Floyd | wall of the cave looks almost impenetrable. There's an electric socket Floyd | in the wall next to the door. The large chair is now facing a Floyd | television set and there's a fridge within easy reach of the chair. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The jolt threw me out of the chair - I guess the mechanism was Floyd | designed for someone much heavier than me! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put dynamite in toaster" | ||||
Floyd | Hmmm... they seem to fit quite snuggly. I jammed them in upside down Floyd | so that the fuses are touching the heating elements of the toaster. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unplug tv" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I pulled the plug out of the wall socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x tv" | ||||
Floyd | Hmm... The TV's plugged in but the set is completely dead. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "nice" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unplug tv" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I pulled the plug out of the wall socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put toaster in socket" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the wall socket or the electric socket? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "electric" | ||||
Floyd | That can't contain things. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "plug toaster" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I put the plug in the wall socket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push lever" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I pushed down the little control lever. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | The chair shoots back up through a hole carved in the roof of the Floyd | cave, carrying me with it. The hole in the sitting room floor closes Floyd | behind it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | I get off the large chair. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn on a" | ||||
Floyd | (switch A) Floyd | Okay, Switch A is in the ON position. Down in the cave the toaster Floyd | elements heat up igniting the fuses on the sticks of dynamite... Floyd | Floyd | ...which explode causing a chain reaction... Floyd | Floyd | "KABOOOOM!!!" Floyd | Floyd | The toaster's atomic batteries go into meltdown resulting in a Floyd | NUCLEAR EXPLOSION which rocks the whole cottage! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I assume we are going through this all just to get some gold paint" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | Whoa! A hole just opened up in the floor and the chair is carrying me Floyd | down into the bowels of the earth! It's just like something out of a Floyd | James Bond film! Floyd | Floyd | Ouch! - it's stopped... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | The cave has been completely devastated by the explosion! Where the Floyd | door used to be there is now a gaping hole in the western wall. The Floyd | walls of the cave, melted by the intensive heat of my homemade atomic Floyd | bomb are still glowing faintly. Of the television set there is no Floyd | sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking slightly. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The jolt threw me out of the chair - I guess the mechanism was Floyd | designed for someone much heavier than me! Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "that's all any of us want, really" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | This must be where Papa Bear does all his D.I.Y. It's a small but tidy Floyd | workshop with a bench and an old filing cabinet in the corner. Pinned Floyd | to the walls are what appear to be the blueprints for various devices. Floyd | Floyd | On the bench are a wrench and a tin of gold paint. Floyd | Sitting in the middle of the floor is a huge wooden crate, stencilled Floyd | with the words: "DANGER: PROTOTYPE!" Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "see??" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x crate" | ||||
Floyd | A mysterious wooden crate... Looks like Papa Bear does more in his Floyd | workshop than simply assemble Ikea furniture. The huge wooden crate is Floyd | nailed shut. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "heh" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get wrench" | ||||
Floyd | Yeah, sure, whatever - I'll just tuck it under my chin or something. Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get paint" | ||||
Floyd | What do you think I am, a packhorse? Oh, alright then; taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "paint ball" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oops, didn't get it yet" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 9:49 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push save" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf6" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x bench" | ||||
Floyd | It's old and worn, splattered with paint and full of grooves and Floyd | dents. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unlock cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to unlock the battered old filing cabinet with? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "key" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't seem to fit the lock. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open crate" | ||||
Floyd | How? With my bare hands? I just got these nails done you know! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open crate with wrench" | ||||
Floyd | Nope, there doesn't seem to be any way to open it with a wrench. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a tin of gold paint Floyd | a wrench Floyd | a leaflet Floyd | a TV remote control Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of very thick spectacles (being worn) Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a pendant (providing light and being worn) Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open) Floyd | a dead mouse Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | an overripe pumpkin Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open crate with trowel" | ||||
Floyd | How? With my bare hands? I just got these nails done you know! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | ||||
Floyd | I put on the gloves, but they're much too big for me and feel just a Floyd | little loose! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open crate with trowel" | ||||
Floyd | How? With my bare hands? I just got these nails done you know! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open crate" | ||||
Floyd | How? With my bare hands? I just got these nails done you know! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "remove gloves" | ||||
Floyd | I take off the pair of gardening gloves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | The cave has been completely devastated by the explosion! Where the Floyd | door used to be there is now a gaping hole in the western wall. The Floyd | walls of the cave, melted by the intensive heat of my homemade atomic Floyd | bomb are still glowing faintly. Of the television set there is no Floyd | sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking slightly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open fridge" | ||||
Floyd | I open the refridgerator, revealing a can of beer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get beer" | ||||
Floyd | Yeah, sure, whatever - I'll just tuck it under my chin or something. Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | The chair shoots back up through a hole carved in the roof of the Floyd | cave, carrying me with it. The hole in the sitting room floor closes Floyd | behind it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | I get off the large chair. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a huge bed. A narrow staircase | Ellison says, "well, at least we have the wrench for the window" | |||
Floyd | leads down to the hall. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x huge bed" | ||||
Floyd | It's very large and very uncomfortable looking, and is covered by a Floyd | single rather thin looking blanket. Is this guy some kind of masochist Floyd | or what? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window with wrench" | ||||
Floyd | Taking the wrench in both hands, I give the catch a good sharp twist. Floyd | The layers of ancient paint crack and flake off allowing me to open Floyd | the window. As I do so, a tiny point of light zips into the room from Floyd | outside! It whizzes two or three times around my head and then, with a Floyd | sharp 'ping' transforms itself into a tiny little old lady with wings. Floyd | 'Fear not, Cinderella!' She says, staggering slightly as she Floyd | recovers from her exertions, 'I am your Fairy Godmother and you shall Floyd | go to the... to the... oh, what was it now?' She looks up at me, Floyd | bewildered. 'Who are you? Is it time for my medicine?' Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oh yeah!" | |||
| inky says, "now we're talking" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give pumpkin to godmother" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother) Floyd | 'Thankyou dear,' says my Fairy Godmother as I hand her the pumpkin. Floyd | 'With a wave of my wand I shall transform this pumpkin into a lovely Floyd | golden coach. Now let me see...' She takes out her wand and waves it Floyd | over the pumpkin a couple of times, somewhat uncertainly. After a Floyd | short time the pumpkin begins to swell as though someone were pumping Floyd | it full of air. Then there is a soft, damp 'plop' as the pumpkin Floyd | explodes, showering the two of us with orange goo. Floyd | 'Oh dear,' says my Fairy Godmother 'that wasn't quite right! Never Floyd | mind, we'll have to make do without a coach. Perhaps you can ride one Floyd | of the coach horses...' Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give mouse to godmother" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother) Floyd | (first taking the dead mouse) Floyd | 'He's a jolly little chap, isn't he?' Says my Fairy Godmother as I Floyd | hand over the dead mouse. With a wave of her magic wand she transforms Floyd | it into a dead coach horse. She seems perfectly satisfied with this Floyd | outcome. 'Now, child, that's the transport sorted out. Now for the Floyd | other thing. What was it now...?' Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a can of beer Floyd | a tin of gold paint Floyd | a wrench Floyd | a leaflet Floyd | a TV remote control Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of very thick spectacles (being worn) Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a pendant (providing light and being worn) Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open but empty) Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "wow, how odd" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x horse" | ||||
Floyd | It's as stiff as a board. One for the glue factory I'm afraid. And to Floyd | think this noble beast died whilst trying to steal a peice of cheese. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give dress to godmother" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother) Floyd | My Fairy Godmother doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give gloves to godmother" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother) Floyd | My Fairy Godmother doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "lie on huge bed" | ||||
Floyd | I lie down on the huge "bed" and try to get some sleep, but it's Floyd | hopelessly uncomfortable. I'd have better luck sleeping on a flagpole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | I get off the huge bed. Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x bed" | ||||
Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a huge bed. A narrow staircase Floyd | leads down to the hall. Floyd | Lying in the middle of the floor with all four legs pointing Floyd | heavenward is a dead coach horse. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | I can also see my Fairy Godmother here. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Which do you mean, the huge bed, the medium-sized bed or the tiny Floyd | little bed? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "huge" | ||||
Floyd | It's very large and very uncomfortable looking, and is covered by a Floyd | single rather thin looking blanket. Is this guy some kind of masochist Floyd | or what? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get blanket" | ||||
Floyd | Wow! Now I understand why the huge bed felt so hard! What better way Floyd | to conceal from your wife the fact that you've spent your family's Floyd | entire annual porridge budget on a full sized snooker table than to Floyd | give up your conjugal rights altogether and disguise it as a bed! Boy, Floyd | could this couple use some marriage guidance! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give blanket to godmother" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother) Floyd | My Fairy Godmother doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in pockets" | ||||
Floyd | In one of the pockets is a cue ball. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get cue ball" | ||||
Floyd | Goldilocks and the Three Bears; the sad tale of a kleptomaniac who Floyd | went too far and collapsed under the weight of her own inventory. Floyd | Taken! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "paint cue ball" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I painted the cue ball gold. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I don't know what the third thing is that the fairy godmother did for cinderella" | |||
| inky asks, "I guess it's coach, horses, and dress?" | ||||
| inky says, "or, wait, maybe slippers" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | I can also see a package (which is empty) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the garden Floyd | I'm in a little garden alongside the cottage. There's a vegetable plot Floyd | in a sunny spot by the wall and on the other side of the garden a Floyd | somewhat neglected ornamental pond. There's obviously been some Floyd | attempt at landscaping but the effect is less Capability Brown and Floyd | more incapable bruin. A ramshackle potting shed completes the image of Floyd | horticultural incompetence. To the north, an overgrown pergola leads Floyd | into a meadow. A gigantic beanstalk rises out of the vegetable plot Floyd | and stops abruptly just above the level of the roof. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "yeah, I don't remember, either" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put ball in pond" | ||||
Floyd | The ball lands in the pond with a dull plop. A few moments later a Floyd | small green frog emerges from the pond clutching it in one of his Floyd | slimy flippers. He drops it on the grass in front of me and puckers up Floyd | expectantly... Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "kiss frog" | ||||
Floyd | Yeeeuch! Actually he's not a bad smoocher, I've never kissed anyone Floyd | before with such a flexible tongue... Floyd | Whoa! There was a flash of light and the frog just turned into a Floyd | handsome prince! Floyd | 'Thanks, babe,' he says, looking me up and down, 'I'd love to hang Floyd | around but I'm off to find me a real princess - I simply must have a Floyd | date for the Royal Ball tonight. Maybe we can do lunch sometime!' Floyd | He runs off towards the forest. I think I preferred him as a frog - Floyd | less slimy! Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm, that didn't help much" | |||
| inky says, "maybe a mistake" | ||||
| Ellison says, "undo, and get him" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the garden Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get frog" | ||||
Floyd | Fine, fine, no problem - I'll just balance it on top of my head. What Floyd | did your last slave die of? Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "make sleeping beauty kiss him" | |||
| inky says, "ok, yeah, I'll kiss him by her maybe" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a clearing in the forest Floyd | I'm in a clearing. There is a teeny tiny cottage here complete with a Floyd | thatched roof and leaded windows. It's just like something out of a Floyd | fairy tale, funnily enough, except for the large hand-painted sign Floyd | designed to deter trespassers. Just to the north is the front porch. A Floyd | little path lined by rows of white-painted stones leads around the Floyd | side of the house to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | On the porch Floyd | I'm standing on the porch of the Three Bears' cottage. It would be Floyd | quite pretty in a rustic sort of way had someone not seen fit to paint Floyd | it gold. The front door has been wedged open. Just south of me is the Floyd | clearing in the forest. Floyd | A battered old dustbin sits to one side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | I can also see a package (which is empty) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a full sized snooker table. A Floyd | narrow staircase leads down to the hall. Floyd | Lying in the middle of the floor with all four legs pointing Floyd | heavenward is a dead coach horse. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | For some unaccountable reason, Sleeping Beauty is lying fast asleep on Floyd | the tiny little bed. Floyd | Floyd | I can also see my Fairy Godmother here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "kiss frog" | ||||
Floyd | Yeeeuch! Actually he's not a bad smoocher, I've never kissed anyone Floyd | before with such a flexible tongue... Floyd | Whoa! There was a flash of light and the frog just turned into a Floyd | handsome prince! Floyd | 'Thanks, babe,' he says, looking me up and down, 'I'd love to hang Floyd | around but I'm off to find me a real princess - I simply must have a Floyd | date for the Royal Ball tonight. Maybe we can do lunch sometime!' Floyd | Suddenly he notices Sleeping Beauty sprawled across Baby Bear's Floyd | bed. 'Now that's what I call a REAL princess!' A quick kiss wakes Floyd | Beauty, and the happy couple are off to the cathedral. That's no basis Floyd | for a lasting relationship! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ok, doing pretty well now" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf7" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 10:39 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "might run out of time still, but oh well" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | I have so far scored 69 out of a possible 100, in 340 turns. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "man, only at 70%" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "remove dress" | ||||
Floyd | Oh, yeah, sure. Look, I'm not that kind of girl, okay? Despite what Floyd | people say. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a can of beer Floyd | a tin of gold paint Floyd | a wrench Floyd | a leaflet Floyd | a TV remote control Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of very thick spectacles (being worn) Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a pendant (providing light and being worn) Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open but empty) Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "yeah, I'm not even sure what we want to do anymore" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give blanket to godmother" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother) Floyd | My Fairy Godmother doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give gloves to godmother" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother) Floyd | My Fairy Godmother doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask godmother about me" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother about that) Floyd | 'Agnes, is that you? Oh, dear...' Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x godmother" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother) Floyd | Okay, so technically she's Cinderella's Fairy Godmother, but what she Floyd | doesn't know won't hurt her. She's a tiny little woman who must be Floyd | ninety years old if she's a day. She's wearing what I can only Floyd | describe as a heavily sequined ballerina's outfit which looks Floyd | hideously wrinkled on her shrivelled frame. Top this off with surgical Floyd | support stockings and a pair of cardboard wings stuck on with Floyd | sellotape, and you get the picture. Floyd | My Fairy Godmother is carrying a magic wand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give spoon to godmother" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother) Floyd | My Fairy Godmother doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "so yeah, I can only think of the fairy godmother or the other things in the workshop, but I have no ideas for either" | |||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hint" | ||||
Floyd | (1) How do I open the crate? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with Cinderella's Fairy Godmother? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | inky says, "ok there we go" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "3" | ||||
Floyd | Pretend you're Cinderella. Floyd | Another Hint? [Y/N] | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | Give her what she wants! Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) How do I open the crate? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with Cinderella's Fairy Godmother? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | You need a little leverage. Floyd | No more hints! Floyd | Floyd | (1) How do I open the crate? Floyd | (2) How do I open the window? Floyd | (3) What should I do with Cinderella's Fairy Godmother? Floyd | (4) How do I make sure the bears don't find me when they get home? Floyd | (5) Is there any way to extend the time limit? Floyd | Floyd | Select a hint (or 0 to exit)>> | inky says, "uh-hunh" | |||
| inky says, "these hints suck" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "0" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "we need to enlist Timothy Hutton" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large chair. push button" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | Whoa! A hole just opened up in the floor and the chair is carrying me Floyd | down into the bowels of the earth! It's just like something out of a Floyd | James Bond film! Floyd | Floyd | Ouch! - it's stopped... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | The cave has been completely devastated by the explosion! Where the Floyd | door used to be there is now a gaping hole in the western wall. The Floyd | walls of the cave, melted by the intensive heat of my homemade atomic Floyd | bomb are still glowing faintly. Of the television set there is no Floyd | sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking slightly. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The jolt threw me out of the chair - I guess the mechanism was Floyd | designed for someone much heavier than me! Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "can we put the crate on the chair?" | |||
| inky says, "ok, I had to research that , but it's funny" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | This must be where Papa Bear does all his D.I.Y. It's a small but tidy Floyd | workshop with a bench and an old filing cabinet in the corner. Pinned Floyd | to the walls are what appear to be the blueprints for various devices. Floyd | Sitting in the middle of the floor is a huge wooden crate, stencilled Floyd | with the words: "DANGER: PROTOTYPE!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get crate" | ||||
Floyd | That's fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says, "we also can't get the cabinet open" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x bench" | ||||
Floyd | It's old and worn, splattered with paint and full of grooves and Floyd | dents. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look under bench" | ||||
Floyd | I find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open it" | ||||
Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | I am carrying: Floyd | a rather thin blanket Floyd | a can of beer Floyd | a tin of gold paint Floyd | a wrench Floyd | a leaflet Floyd | a TV remote control Floyd | an antimacassar Floyd | an oil can Floyd | a pair of very thick spectacles (being worn) Floyd | an old brass key Floyd | a bearskin rug Floyd | a pendant (providing light and being worn) Floyd | a mousetrap (which is open but empty) Floyd | a matchbox Floyd | a spoon Floyd | a gigantic bowl Floyd | a crumpled note Floyd | a small packet (which is open but empty) Floyd | a pair of gardening gloves Floyd | a trowel Floyd | a ratty old paintbrush Floyd | a pair of secateurs Floyd | a broken bottle Floyd | a wristwatch (being worn) Floyd | a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "we still haven't opened the washing machine, either, eh?" | |||
| inky says, "we've used most of our inventory" | ||||
| inky says, "true" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open crate with trowel" | ||||
Floyd | How? With my bare hands? I just got these nails done you know! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pry crate" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to pry the huge wooden crate with? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "trowel" | ||||
Floyd | How? With my bare hands? I just got these nails done you know! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pry crate with secateurs" | ||||
Floyd | How? With my bare hands? I just got these nails done you know! Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "guess try the gloves again" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | ||||
Floyd | I put on the gloves, but they're much too big for me and feel just a Floyd | little loose! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pry crate with secateurs" | ||||
Floyd | How? With my bare hands? I just got these nails done you know! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "remove gloves" | ||||
Floyd | I take off the pair of gardening gloves. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "hrm" | |||
| inky says, "oh yeah, walktrhough reminds me we missed something else" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | The cave has been completely devastated by the explosion! Where the Floyd | door used to be there is now a gaping hole in the western wall. The Floyd | walls of the cave, melted by the intensive heat of my homemade atomic Floyd | bomb are still glowing faintly. Of the television set there is no Floyd | sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking slightly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | The chair shoots back up through a hole carved in the roof of the Floyd | cave, carrying me with it. The hole in the sitting room floor closes Floyd | behind it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | I get off the large chair. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | An old wooden wardrobe with brass handles that looks like it's seen Floyd | better days. Probably why it's in the cellar. There's a gentle breeze Floyd | coming from behind the wardrobe! The wardrobe is completely empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "move it" | ||||
Floyd | Okay.... Oof! I moved it. Oh, wow! There's a gothic archway behind Floyd | here leading into some kind of hidden room! The words 'Baby Bear's Floyd | Playroom' are painted above the arch! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move west and up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a dark passage Floyd | I'm in a dark passage carved into the rock. It curves around to the Floyd | north. Floyd | | Ellison says, "wacky" | |||
Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a dungeon Floyd | This seems to be a small annex to the main part of the cellar. Floyd | Everything about the decor of this place says 'dungeon' to me, from Floyd | the guttering torches to the ragrolled paint effect on the walls Floyd | that's meant to look like ancient stonework. Unfortunately the rotting Floyd | skeleton manacled to the wall is only too real. A sign on the wall Floyd | opposite the skeleton says 'When we say NO TRESPASSERS we mean NO Floyd | TRESPASSERS!' Something for the bears' victims to think about while Floyd | they languish in this dump. The passage leads south back to the Floyd | cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x skeleton" | ||||
Floyd | It's wearing a red cape with a hood. I guess this must be the elusive Floyd | Little Red Riding Hood! No wonder she never made it to Grandma's house Floyd | - she must have called at the wrong cottage by mistake, poor little Floyd | twerp! Floyd | Hmm, what's this? There appears to be a blackened metal poker Floyd | shoved up her, um, actually you don't want to know where it was Floyd | shoved. Ouch. Floyd | Floyd | I've taken the poker in case it comes in useful. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get poker" | ||||
Floyd | I already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a dark passage Floyd | I'm in a dark passage carved into the rock. It curves around to the Floyd | north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. There's a gothic archway leading out of the cellar to the Floyd | west. A battered old wardrobe stands close to the archway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 11:22 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Which do you mean, the large chair, the medium-sized chair or the tiny Floyd | little chair? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "large" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | Whoa! A hole just opened up in the floor and the chair is carrying me Floyd | down into the bowels of the earth! It's just like something out of a Floyd | James Bond film! Floyd | Floyd | Ouch! - it's stopped... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | The cave has been completely devastated by the explosion! Where the Floyd | door used to be there is now a gaping hole in the western wall. The Floyd | walls of the cave, melted by the intensive heat of my homemade atomic Floyd | bomb are still glowing faintly. Of the television set there is no Floyd | sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking slightly. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The jolt threw me out of the chair - I guess the mechanism was Floyd | designed for someone much heavier than me! Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "probably going to have to restore again" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | This must be where Papa Bear does all his D.I.Y. It's a small but tidy Floyd | workshop with a bench and an old filing cabinet in the corner. Pinned Floyd | to the walls are what appear to be the blueprints for various devices. Floyd | Sitting in the middle of the floor is a huge wooden crate, stencilled Floyd | with the words: "DANGER: PROTOTYPE!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf8" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pry crate with poker" | ||||
Floyd | Using the poker like a crowbar I wrench the crate apart at the seams. Floyd | It collapses to reveal a strange cauldron-like contraption inside. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cauldron" | ||||
Floyd | It's a huge Heath-Robinson-esque contraption that looks like a cross Floyd | between a witch's cauldron and Stevenson's Rocket. The cauldron part Floyd | is covered in arcane symbols and looks big enough to boil an elephant! Floyd | The magic porridge pot is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, ">THROW PRINCE INTO CAULDRON" | |||
| inky says, "weird" | ||||
| inky says, "ok, and here's another" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get pot" | ||||
Floyd | The magic porridge pot is far too big and heavy for me to carry! There Floyd | must be another way of moving it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push pot west" | ||||
Floyd | Is that the best you can think of? Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "roll pot?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pot, west" | ||||
Floyd | I can't talk to the magic porridge pot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "roll pot" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | The cave has been completely devastated by the explosion! Where the Floyd | door used to be there is now a gaping hole in the western wall. The Floyd | walls of the cave, melted by the intensive heat of my homemade atomic Floyd | bomb are still glowing faintly. Of the television set there is no Floyd | sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking slightly. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "anyway, check this out also" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | The chair shoots back up through a hole carved in the roof of the Floyd | cave, carrying me with it. The hole in the sitting room floor closes Floyd | behind it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I'll have to get off the large chair first. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | I get off the large chair. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. There's a gothic archway leading out of the cellar to the Floyd | west. A battered old wardrobe stands close to the archway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open washing machine with poker" | ||||
Floyd | I jam the poker in the door of the machine and give it a good hard Floyd | push. There is a sharp crack and the door flies open! Who was it said Floyd | that brute force never achieved anything? Floyd | Floyd | However, the washing machine contains nothing but sludge. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search sludge" | ||||
Floyd | Hidden in the sludge at the bottom of the drum, I find a small key, Floyd | which I take. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x key" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the tiny metal key or the old brass key? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | But I'm not in anything at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "ah, cabinet" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large chair. push button. e" | Ellison says, "man, we have to run around a lot" | |||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | Whoa! A hole just opened up in the floor and the chair is carrying me Floyd | down into the bowels of the earth! It's just like something out of a Floyd | James Bond film! Floyd | Floyd | Ouch! - it's stopped... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | The cave has been completely devastated by the explosion! Where the Floyd | door used to be there is now a gaping hole in the western wall. The Floyd | walls of the cave, melted by the intensive heat of my homemade atomic Floyd | bomb are still glowing faintly. Of the television set there is no Floyd | sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking slightly. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The jolt threw me out of the chair - I guess the mechanism was Floyd | designed for someone much heavier than me! Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move west. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | This must be where Papa Bear does all his D.I.Y. It's a small but tidy Floyd | workshop with a bench and an old filing cabinet in the corner. Pinned Floyd | to the walls are what appear to be the blueprints for various devices. Floyd | Sitting amidst the wreckage of the crate is a magic porridge pot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unlock cabinet with small key" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to unlock the battered old Floyd | filing cabinet with the fine print. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "dual-use poker. tricky." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unlock cabinet with key" | Ellison says, "ha ha" | |||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the tiny metal key or the old brass key? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "tiny" | ||||
Floyd | I unlock the battered old filing cabinet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | I open the battered old filing cabinet, revealing a warranty and a set Floyd | of instructions. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read warranty" | ||||
Floyd | It's a year's warranty for a small self-assembly chair. Looks like it Floyd | expired yesterday, what a shame! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read instructions" | ||||
Floyd | It appears to be the operating instructions for a magic porridge pot. Floyd | They seem to be fairly straightforward. "To start the pot, say Floyd | ALAKAZAM. To stop the pot, say ALAKAZOO." There's a note at the bottom Floyd | to the effect that the stop spell is extremely tempermental and that Floyd | the pot should under no circumstances be used in confined spaces! Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says, "not exactly sure of the point of this, I guess" | ||||
| Ellison says, "well, for now, I guess we have to try it here" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "alakazam" | ||||
Floyd | 'ALAKAZAM!' Floyd | Immediately the magic porridge pot begins to fill up with extremely Floyd | hot porridge. It just sort of swirls up from the bottom of the pot Floyd | like an expensive special effect. Within seconds the pot is full and Floyd | the porridge begins to run down the sides... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | Not only has Papa Bear's secret den been devastated by a nuclear Floyd | explosion, but it is also rapidly filling up with porridge which is Floyd | gushing in through the ravaged doorway to the west. Of the television Floyd | set there is no sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking Floyd | slightly. Floyd | The room is rapidly filling up with boiling-hot porridge! I think it Floyd | might be a good idea to get the hell out of here! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | The porridge level creeps steadily higher until finally it is up to my Floyd | neck! Like quicksand it gradually sucks me under... Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 78 out of a possible 100, in 417 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | inky asks, "oh, c'mon, we don't even get one spare turn?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | Not only has Papa Bear's secret den been devastated by a nuclear Floyd | explosion, but it is also rapidly filling up with porridge which is Floyd | gushing in through the ravaged doorway to the west. Of the television Floyd | set there is no sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking Floyd | slightly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "alakazam" | ||||
Floyd | I don't think using that word again is going to make any difference. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "er" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | | Ellison says, "heh" | |||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | Not only has Papa Bear's secret den been devastated by a nuclear Floyd | explosion, but it is also rapidly filling up with porridge which is Floyd | gushing in through the ravaged doorway to the west. Of the television Floyd | set there is no sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking Floyd | slightly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | The room is rapidly filling up with boiling-hot porridge! I think it Floyd | might be a good idea to get the hell out of here! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | I press the button, but the chair doesn't move. Instead there's a Floyd | nasty whirring and spluttering noise from the chair mechanism! Some of Floyd | the porridge must have gotten into the works. Floyd | The porridge level creeps steadily higher until finally it is up to my Floyd | neck! Like quicksand it gradually sucks me under... Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 78 out of a possible 100, in 417 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says, "ok, so maybe we weren't supposed to do that" | ||||
| inky says, "but if not, I have no idea what the deal is" | ||||
| Ellison says, "yeah, maybe not" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | This must be where Papa Bear does all his D.I.Y. It's a small but tidy Floyd | workshop with a bench and an old filing cabinet in the corner. Pinned Floyd | to the walls are what appear to be the blueprints for various devices. Floyd | Sitting amidst the wreckage of the crate is a magic porridge pot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "alakazoo" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing happens. I think that's the spell to stop the pot from Floyd | boiling! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "alakazam" | ||||
Floyd | 'ALAKAZAM!' Floyd | Immediately the magic porridge pot begins to fill up with extremely Floyd | hot porridge. It just sort of swirls up from the bottom of the pot Floyd | like an expensive special effect. Within seconds the pot is full and Floyd | the porridge begins to run down the sides... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "alakazoo" | ||||
Floyd | 'ALAKAZOO!' I shout at the top of my lungs. At first nothing seems to Floyd | be happening, but after a few moments the flow of porridge slows down, Floyd | and finally stops. The remaining porridge trickles away through cracks Floyd | in the cave floor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat porridge" | ||||
Floyd | That's plainly inedible. Floyd | I'm feeling really sleepy... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get pot" | ||||
Floyd | The magic porridge pot is far too big and heavy for me to carry! There Floyd | must be another way of moving it. Floyd | I can hardly keep my eyes open... Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I don't get how to move it" | |||
| inky says, "like, those words don't seem to help" | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "pry cauldron with poker" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't seem to be something I can unlock. Floyd | So tired... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "yeah, me neither" | |||
| inky says, "ok, another mysterious one" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "RESTORE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf8" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 11:28 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | I have so far scored 72 out of a possible 100, in 389 turns. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push restore" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf7" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "xscore" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | I have so far scored 69 out of a possible 100, in 339 turns. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 10:39 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf7" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a full sized snooker table. A Floyd | narrow staircase leads down to the hall. Floyd | Lying in the middle of the floor with all four legs pointing Floyd | heavenward is a dead coach horse. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | Floyd | I can also see my Fairy Godmother here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask godmother about dress" | ||||
Floyd | (my Fairy Godmother about that) Floyd | 'Oh, yes dear - that was it,' says my Fairy Godmother, 'You can't Floyd | possibly go to the ball looking like that!' I'm a little offended by Floyd | this but decide to bite my lip. 'Wait a second while I reprogram my Floyd | wand.' After a few moments she raises the wand and waves it Floyd | frantically as though it were stuck to her hand and she were desperate Floyd | to get rid of it. There is a sudden, bright flash and my dress Floyd | disappears in a puff of smoke! Floyd | 'Oh dear,' says my Fairy Godmother with a frown, 'that's not the Floyd | rags-to-ballgown spell, it's the one for moving stuff down to the Floyd | cellar, I used it last weekend when I cleared out the spare room. I'm Floyd | sorry my dear, I shall have to go home and get my spell book. I'd Floyd | forget my wings if they were't sellotaped on.' There is another Floyd | flash and she turns back into a tiny point of light, before flitting Floyd | back out of the window. As she does so, something silvery clatters to Floyd | the floor. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get wand" | ||||
Floyd | Fine, fine, no problem - I'll just balance it on top of my head. What Floyd | did your last slave die of? Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "yay dropping wand" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. A battered old wardrobe stands against the western wall of Floyd | the cellar. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a "distressed" Laura Ashley dress here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get dress" | ||||
Floyd | Goldilocks and the Three Bears; the sad tale of a kleptomaniac who Floyd | went too far and collapsed under the weight of her own inventory. Floyd | Taken! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear it" | ||||
Floyd | I put on the "distressed" Laura Ashley dress. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "move wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | Okay.... Oof! I moved it. Oh, wow! There's a gothic archway behind Floyd | here leading into some kind of hidden room! The words 'Baby Bear's Floyd | Playroom' are painted above the arch! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a dark passage Floyd | I'm in a dark passage carved into the rock. It curves around to the Floyd | north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a dungeon Floyd | This seems to be a small annex to the main part of the cellar. Floyd | Everything about the decor of this place says 'dungeon' to me, from Floyd | the guttering torches to the ragrolled paint effect on the walls Floyd | that's meant to look like ancient stonework. Unfortunately the rotting Floyd | skeleton manacled to the wall is only too real. A sign on the wall Floyd | opposite the skeleton says 'When we say NO TRESPASSERS we mean NO Floyd | TRESPASSERS!' Something for the bears' victims to think about while Floyd | they languish in this dump. The passage leads south back to the Floyd | cellar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x skeleton" | ||||
Floyd | It's wearing a red cape with a hood. I guess this must be the elusive Floyd | Little Red Riding Hood! No wonder she never made it to Grandma's house Floyd | - she must have called at the wrong cottage by mistake, poor little Floyd | twerp! Floyd | Hmm, what's this? There appears to be a blackened metal poker Floyd | shoved up her, um, actually you don't want to know where it was Floyd | shoved. Ouch. Floyd | Floyd | I've taken the poker in case it comes in useful. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a dark passage | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I'm in a dark passage carved into the rock. It curves around to the Floyd | north. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. There's a gothic archway leading out of the cellar to the Floyd | west. A battered old wardrobe stands close to the archway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open machine with poker" | ||||
Floyd | I jam the poker in the door of the machine and give it a good hard Floyd | push. There is a sharp crack and the door flies open! Who was it said Floyd | that brute force never achieved anything? Floyd | Floyd | However, the washing machine contains nothing but sludge. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x sludge" | ||||
Floyd | Hidden in the sludge at the bottom of the drum, I find a small key, Floyd | which I take. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in large chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | Whoa! A hole just opened up in the floor and the chair is carrying me Floyd | down into the bowels of the earth! It's just like something out of a Floyd | James Bond film! Floyd | Floyd | Ouch! - it's stopped... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | The cave has been completely devastated by the explosion! Where the Floyd | door used to be there is now a gaping hole in the western wall. The Floyd | walls of the cave, melted by the intensive heat of my homemade atomic Floyd | bomb are still glowing faintly. Of the television set there is no Floyd | sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking slightly. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The jolt threw me out of the chair - I guess the mechanism was Floyd | designed for someone much heavier than me! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | But I'm not in anything at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In a cave Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | This must be where Papa Bear does all his D.I.Y. It's a small but tidy Floyd | workshop with a bench and an old filing cabinet in the corner. Pinned Floyd | to the walls are what appear to be the blueprints for various devices. Floyd | Sitting in the middle of the floor is a huge wooden crate, stencilled Floyd | with the words: "DANGER: PROTOTYPE!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "funny that this game loves the theme of causing-destruction-in-other-places-even-though-you-don't-know-why" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pry crate with poker" | ||||
Floyd | Using the poker like a crowbar I wrench the crate apart at the seams. Floyd | It collapses to reveal a strange cauldron-like contraption inside. Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unlock cabinet with tin ykey" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to unlock the battered old Floyd | filing cabinet with the tin of gold paint. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unlock cabinet with tiny key" | ||||
Floyd | I unlock the battered old filing cabinet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | I open the battered old filing cabinet, revealing a warranty and a set Floyd | of instructions. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read instructions" | ||||
Floyd | It appears to be the operating instructions for a magic porridge pot. Floyd | They seem to be fairly straightforward. "To start the pot, say Floyd | ALAKAZAM. To stop the pot, say ALAKAZOO." There's a note at the bottom Floyd | to the effect that the stop spell is extremely tempermental and that Floyd | the pot should under no circumstances be used in confined spaces! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "point wand at pot" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wave wand at pot" | ||||
Floyd | There is a bright flash and the magic porridge pot vanishes in a puff Floyd | of smoke! Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | I can't go in that direction, but I can move east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In Papa Bear's workshop Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In a cave Floyd | The cave has been completely devastated by the explosion! Where the Floyd | door used to be there is now a gaping hole in the western wall. The Floyd | walls of the cave, melted by the intensive heat of my homemade atomic Floyd | bomb are still glowing faintly. Of the television set there is no Floyd | sign. The fridge is lying on its side, smoking slightly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Bloody hell! This has got to be the hardest chair I've ever sat in! Floyd | I've only been here two seconds and my buttocks are as numb as a pair Floyd | of frozen fishcakes! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||||
Floyd | (the chair's button) Floyd | The chair shoots back up through a hole carved in the roof of the Floyd | cave, carrying me with it. The hole in the sitting room floor closes Floyd | behind it. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "might be just about done here" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | I have so far scored 84 out of a possible 100, in 367 turns. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I'll have to get off the large chair first. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x watch" | ||||
Floyd | It is about 11:07 AM. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I'll have to get off the large chair first. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo. stand. s" | ||||
Floyd | I can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | I get off the large chair. Floyd | Floyd | In the sitting room Floyd | From its floral carpet to its lovingly dusted knick-knacks, The Three Floyd | Bears' sitting room is a chintzy abomination of taste, the sort of Floyd | room that would make any sane bear want to go back and live in a cave. Floyd | Two chairs are arranged around small coffee table; a large chair and a Floyd | medium-sized chair. There used to be a tiny little chair but I'd Floyd | rather not talk about it. There's a low-pitched hum coming from Floyd | somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | On the small coffee table is a copy of 'Hail!' magazine. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. There's a gothic archway leading out of the cellar to the Floyd | west. A battered old wardrobe stands close to the archway. Floyd | The magic porridge pot is sitting in the middle of the room. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf9" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "alakazam" | ||||
Floyd | 'ALAKAZAM!' Floyd | Immediately the magic porridge pot begins to fill up with extremely Floyd | hot porridge. It just sort of swirls up from the bottom of the pot Floyd | like an expensive special effect. Within seconds the pot is full and Floyd | the porridge begins to run down the sides... Floyd | Floyd | [My score has just gone up by three points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | I scramble up the rickety steps just in time - a moment later the Floyd | lower part of the staircase is smashed to splinters by a wave of Floyd | bubbling porridge. I look back to see the cellar completely submerged Floyd | in boiling oatmeal. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In the hall Floyd | I'm in the entrance hall of the Three Bears' house. Hung around the Floyd | walls are portraits of various members of the Bear clan, along with Floyd | some highly disturbing hunting trophies. A narrow staircase leads up Floyd | to the bears' bedroom. The front door has been wedged open. Just Floyd | inside the front door is an open trapdoor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x trapdoor" | ||||
Floyd | The trapdoor is open. Steps lead down into darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the cellar Floyd | I'm in a dingy cellar with bare brick walls and the musty smell of a Floyd | laundry room. There is an old upright washing machine in the corner Floyd | and a fusebox on the wall. Steps lead up to the trapdoor in the Floyd | ceiling. There's a gothic archway leading out of the cellar to the Floyd | west. A battered old wardrobe stands close to the archway. The room is Floyd | rapidly filling up with boiling-hot porridge. The washing machine and Floyd | the wardrobe are already half submerged! Floyd | The magic porridge pot is sitting in the middle of the room. Floyd | The porridge level creeps steadily higher until finally it is up to my Floyd | neck! Like quicksand it gradually sucks me under... Floyd | Oh, bollocks. I'm dead! Floyd | I have so far scored 87 out of a possible 100, in 376 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In the hall Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "alakazoo" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing special happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "I guess we can wave the wand at anyone we want to kill now" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put rug on trapdoor" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, I placed the rug over the trapdoor, so that it looks exactly as Floyd | before - except that the trapdoor is open! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In the bedroom Floyd | I'm in the Three Bears' bedroom, a small attic room with steeply Floyd | sloping walls. They have the weirdest sleeping arrangements. There's a Floyd | tiny little bed, a medium-sized bed and a full sized snooker table. A Floyd | narrow staircase leads down to the hall. Floyd | Lying in the middle of the floor with all four legs pointing Floyd | heavenward is a dead coach horse. Floyd | A tiny dormer window looks out onto the clearing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "lie on small bed" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to lie on the fine print. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "lie on tiny bed" | ||||
Floyd | The tiny little bed is so comfortable that I fall into a deep sleep Floyd | the instant my head hits the pillow. Not even the muffled cry as the Floyd | Three Bears fall through the trapdoor into the cellar and drown in a Floyd | mire of their own porridge can rouse me from my sleep. Floyd | At just after noon I have a strange dream. Three ghostly bears, each Floyd | with a pair of wings and holding a golden harp, float up through the Floyd | bedroom floorboards. Papa Bear hovers above me like a translucent Floyd | bear-shaped cloud, glaring at me through baleful yellow eyes. Floyd | 'Who's been sleeping in my bed?' he growls, his hot, stinky breath Floyd | on my face. Floyd | 'Who's been sleeping in my bed?' snarls Mama Bear nudging her Floyd | husband out of the way. Floyd | 'Mater, Pater,' says Baby Bear who has obviously had the benefit of Floyd | a public school education, 'it's patently obvious who has been Floyd | sleeping in our beds, eating our porridge and destroying our Floyd | furniture, since the shameless hussy is still sprawled across my cot. Floyd | But it's all academic now - we're dead! The little monster got the Floyd | better of us this time! Come, parents, I hear that heaven is full of Floyd | succulent young ladies such as this and that the clouds are made of Floyd | porridge!' With that the Three Bears float up through the ceiling and Floyd | on to paradise. Floyd | Floyd | A few moments later, they're back again, wingless now and dropping Floyd | like stones towards the fires of hell. The last I hear of them is the Floyd | anguished cry Floyd | Floyd | 'No! Please! Not the poker!' Floyd | Floyd | I awake at around six, having had a full night's, or rather day's Floyd | sleep, fresh as a daisy and ready for another night of partying! Floyd | Floyd | That's if I can ever find my way out of the enchanted forest... Floyd | Floyd | ...but that's another story! The important thing is, our plan Floyd | worked! The Three Bears are no more and foxy young chicks are free to Floyd | roam the forest and break into quaint little cottages without fear of Floyd | ending up as a Bondage Barbie for a family of furry freaks! Thanks for Floyd | all your help, I sure as hell couldn't have done it without you! Floyd | Floyd | I have so far scored 91 out of a possible 100, in 780 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Would I like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for Floyd | that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Ellison says, "heh, you got to do that after all" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "ok!@" | ||||
| inky says, "I'm not sure why we didn't get full points here but it seems like we won anyway" | ||||
| Ellison says, "yeah, that'll have to be good enough for now" | ||||
| inky says, "hurrah, go team" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "quit" | ||||
Floyd | | ||||
| Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?" | ||||
| inky has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | Ellison says, "yay, you me and a walkthrough are an unbeatable trio" | |||
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