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| EmacsUser suggests ic02waterhouse. | ||||
| DavidW says, "Yes, that would be a good choice. We probably want a second one as well." | ||||
| Johnny asks, "So, should I suggest the ones that take 2+ hours to play?" | ||||
| DavidW asks (of Johnny), "You can suggest, I suppose, sure. Do people feel up to a long session?" | ||||
| Johnny says (to DavidW), "Aw, I was only fooling." | ||||
| DavidW says, "well, most IntroComp games aren't long, of course." | ||||
| Gunther says, "and DW was playing the straight man. Oh the irony" | ||||
| Johnny says, "Although, both Nine-Tenths and Phoenix's Landing are interesting in their ways." | ||||
| jnc disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again. | EmacsUser asks, "Has CF already played Nine-Tenths?" | |||
| DavidW says, "I think Hey Jingo! ought to be our second game. We already played Nine-Tenths, yes." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Yeah, I guess that's not fair to the pre-CF games." | ||||
| leandroribeiro goes home. | DavidW asks, "I'd also suggest Southern Gothic. I don't think we've played that one, or have we?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "I don't think so." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "so, is that a plan? Waterhouse, Hey Jingo!, and Southern Gothic?" | ||||
| EmacsUser takes initiative. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "load ic02waterhouse" | ||||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Waterhouse Women Floyd | An Immersive Gallery Floyd | Copyright (c) 2002 by Jacqueline A. Lott Floyd | (For more information, type "about") Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 020319 / Inform v6.21 Library 6/10 Floyd | Floyd | The Gallery Floyd | You stand in a perfectly circular room. There is one continuous Floyd | ivory-coloured wall surrounding you, devoid of corners, with no Floyd | beginning and no end. Floyd | Floyd | On the wall directly in front of you is an intricately detailed oil Floyd | painting of a woman, framed in gold. Centered beneath the painting is Floyd | a small brass plaque. Floyd | Floyd | There is a lovely wooden bench in the center of the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the bench is a piece of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "heh. yay initiative." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x paper" | ||||
Floyd | The paper, like the walls of the gallery, is ivory in colour. Floyd | Floyd | At a glance, you see the title, "John William Waterhouse: Fantasy and Floyd | Realism," centered across the top of the page in an elegant hand. An Floyd | essay of some sort is written beneath it. Floyd | Floyd | > | Johnny says, "I'm inclined to suggest Madrigals of Love and War, Trainstopping, or something." | |||
| Johnny asks, "Did y'all eat the fox last week?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, ""Yep." | ||||
| DavidW says, "They did." | ||||
| Ellison says, "that is the best 'x paper' response EVER! (I say, knowing that Jacqueline will read this)" | ||||
| Johnny is more fun than a box of crayons. | Ellison asks, "did we find a way to win with eating the fox?" | |||
| Johnny arrives, ready to play with the toys. | EmacsUser exclaims, ""I must be off now. Have fun!" | |||
| EmacsUser implodes into a quickly fading blip of stardust. | DavidW says (to Ellison), "There wasn't a way to win that way. At least, not in the IntroComp version." | |||
| Ellison asks, "wait, why did we listen to suggestions from somebody who was just going to leave right away?" | ||||
| Ellison says (to DavidW), "gotcha" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I would've suggested Waterhouse myself, actually." | ||||
| Ellison says, "ah, ok. I just noticed that nobody was driving." | ||||
| maga arrives, ready to play with the toys. | DavidW says, "I haven't been driving since I've already played every IntroComp game that hasn't been this year's." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x painting" | ||||
Floyd | In the painting stands an elegant woman. In her hands she holds a Floyd | delicate crystal ball. Her head is lowered, as if she is concentrating Floyd | on the sphere in her hands, but her eyes remain closed. Floyd | Floyd | Centered beneath the painting is a plaque. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read plaque" | ||||
Floyd | It reads: Floyd | Floyd | The Crystal Ball: Floyd | Oil on Canvas, 1902 Floyd | J. W. Waterhouse Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You feel wonderful, considering your current predicament. For someone Floyd | who can't find their way back to the "real" world, you seem to be Floyd | doing just fine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "hm. We have a predicament? Was this mentioned earlier?" | |||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "wake" | ||||
Floyd | The dreadful truth is, this is not a dream. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||||
Floyd | You aren't feeling especially drowsy. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "I dunno. I don't remember much." | |||
| Touchy says, "The predicament seems to be not being able to get back to reality." | ||||
| Johnny says, "If you fall asleep in a dream, you fall asleep in real life!" | ||||
| inky arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| Touchy says, "If you fall asleep in real life you fall on your face." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Johnny), "creepy!" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look behind painting" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to look. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take painting" | ||||
Floyd | The painting is fixed quite firmly to the wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "move it" | ||||
Floyd | It is fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x essay" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | "John William Waterhouse: Fantasy and Realism" Floyd | Floyd | John William Waterhouse, born on April 6, 1849 to British parents in Floyd | Rome, is considered to be one of the foremost artists of his era. Floyd | Though truly a Classical artist, he is often regarded as Floyd | Pre-Raphaelite due to his obvious affection for literature, myth, Floyd | romanticism, and nature. Waterhouse's works are known for their use of Floyd | colour, light, and intense attention to detail. Floyd | Floyd | Waterhouse moved to England early in life and studied first in his Floyd | father's studio, then later at the Royal Academy Schools. He became an Floyd | Associate of the Royal Academy in 1885, and a Full Academician in Floyd | 1895. His initial paintings depicted true life subjects, but he soon Floyd | began to focus his work in more poetic realms, borrowing from the Floyd | writings of Homer, Shakespeare, and Tennyson, among others. Floyd | Floyd | Waterhouse continued painting up until the time of his death in 1917. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "f CITATION NEEDED" | |||
| DavidW says, "snrk" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch painting" | ||||
Floyd | You reach out and place your hand against the canvas. Beneath your Floyd | fingertips, you can feel the topography of the paint... its contours, Floyd | the changes in texture, and the varying directions which accompany Floyd | each brushstroke. Floyd | Floyd | When you try to take your hand away from the painting, you realise Floyd | that you are powerless to do so. You begin to feel something, a Floyd | sensation indescribable but not at all unpleasant. You feel a warmth Floyd | slowly spreading through your fingers, into your body. Soon it Floyd | envelopes you completely, drawing you closer... Floyd | | ParserGirl says, "Woah" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Didn't mean to teleport us somewhere." | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | ...and you feel yourself stepping into the painting. Floyd | Floyd | Inside the painting entitled "The Crystal Ball" Floyd | Glancing about, you notice that everything here is as it appeared in Floyd | the painting. To the north is the elegant woman standing between the Floyd | table and chair, and beyond her the window, but your new point of view Floyd | from inside the painting allows you to see the rest of the room as Floyd | well. A second window is set in the eastern wall, and a matching chair Floyd | can be seen opposite the table from its mate. A large trunk sits in Floyd | the northwest corner of the room, and a looking-glass can be seen to Floyd | the southeast. Behind you, to the south, is a door. Floyd | Floyd | Slowly, the woman opens her eyes and lifts her gaze to meet your own. Floyd | A knowing smile plays across her lips. "I've been watching you," she Floyd | says softly. "You think yourself off course, lost from the world you Floyd | know and understand." She pauses, looks into the crystal, and begins Floyd | to speak again. "I see a path for you, Wanderer. Its course is not yet Floyd | determined, but its ending is clear. You will find that which you Floyd | seek." She lifts her eyes again, her fingers still playing delicately Floyd | across the surface of the orb. "I am Sophronia, daughter of Aisling, Floyd | and I knew you would find me." Floyd | Floyd | She looks at you expectantly. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to PG), "you're always doing that!" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Just because we ended up on the fifth plane of torment while trying to go to the kitchen doesn't mean I'm a bad driver!" | ||||
| Ellison says, "depends on whether the kitchen had cookies" | ||||
| Touchy says, "Man that woman..." | ||||
| Touchy says, "She is so full of herself..." | ||||
| Touchy says, "Not surprising with a name like Sophronia." | ||||
| DavidW says, "The fifth plane of torment might have cookies too." | ||||
| Touchy asks, "What's that a crossover of Ron and Sophia?" | ||||
| Touchy says, "The fifth plane of torrent only has warez." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Pain cookies." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "I just looked up the painting. She reminds me of depictions of Rosamund." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x orb" | ||||
Floyd | The sphere is transparent. In it you can just make out the inverted Floyd | image of the open window beside the young woman. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | Windows are set in the north and east walls, near the northeast corner Floyd | of the room. Both look out upon a grove of trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | (from DavidW) Touchy asks, "What's that a crossover of Sam and Round?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "close window" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can close. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x trunk" | ||||
Floyd | It is a large trunk, upholstered in leather and surrounded by a sturdy Floyd | iron frame. Twin clasps sit left and right of a central lock set along Floyd | the front face of the lid. The dome shaped lid is currently closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open trunk" | ||||
Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask woman about herself" | ||||
Floyd | She lifts her head slightly, and draws a noticeably long breath before Floyd | responding. "Who am I? Who I am is not important, only that I may be Floyd | of some assistance to you. Worry yourself not with me, and cast your Floyd | energies elsewhere." Floyd | Floyd | > | Touchy says, "hehe" | |||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "cast energies" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask woman about trunk" | ||||
Floyd | She looks at the trunk, and contemplates it for a moment before Floyd | speaking. "Honestly, you needn't worry yourself with that trunk. It's Floyd | a lovely old chest, filled with memories. But they're my memories, and Floyd | would serve you little." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x book" | ||||
Floyd | On the table lies a thick leather-bound book. Its metal clasps undone, Floyd | it lies open to a page somewhere near the middle of the volume. On the Floyd | open pages you can see handwritten script and a number of diagrams and Floyd | drawings. Floyd | Floyd | There appears to be some sort of wand lying across the pages of the Floyd | book. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Wand!" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "accio wand" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I think I'm cheating by looking at the painting." | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x trunk" | ||||
Floyd | It is a large trunk, upholstered in leather and surrounded by a sturdy Floyd | iron frame. Twin clasps sit left and right of a central lock set along Floyd | the front face of the lid. The dome shaped lid is currently closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x wand" | ||||
Floyd | The wand is lying across the pages of the open book. It is long and Floyd | slightly tapered at one end. Floyd | Floyd | Sophronia notices your interest in the wand. "That's not important, Floyd | Wanderer. You've haven't the skills to use it, and mastering such a Floyd | thing would consume more time than you can spare." Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to DavidW), "and she DID call us 'Wanderer'!" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia where are we" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | Johnny says, "Ha ha" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about here" | ||||
Floyd | Her eyes contain the answer, but she seems unwilling to reveal Floyd | everything to you. "If it is important, Wanderer, you will discover Floyd | the answer without me." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x lamp" | ||||
Floyd | The oil lamp consists of a stand, a metal reservoir, and a clear glass Floyd | chimney. It is not lit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | Windows are set in the north and east walls, near the northeast corner Floyd | of the room. Both look out upon a grove of trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x grove" | ||||
Floyd | The forest outside the window is lush and green. The branches of trees Floyd | sway gently in the breeze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "sway" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You feel wonderful, considering your current predicament. For someone Floyd | who can't find their way back to the "real" world, you seem to be Floyd | doing just fine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Oh, that was already done." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't seem to have any effect here, unfortunately. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "read book" | ||||
Floyd | As you move to get a better look at the open pages, Sophronia steps Floyd | forward, placing a hand on the nearest page to obscure your view. Floyd | "This is the one personal effect I have by which to remember my Floyd | father. It is a sacred thing, between him and me, and I feel not Floyd | inclined to share it with you. I am sorry." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask her about father" | ||||
Floyd | (Sophronia about that) Floyd | Upon hearing your question, Sophronia glances into the folds of the Floyd | curtain. In her eyes you momentarily sense a sadness that wasn't there Floyd | before. "Aisling was my father, my teacher, my world. It has been Floyd | nearly five years since I laid him in the ground." She closes her eyes Floyd | for a moment to regain her composure. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look out window" | ||||
Floyd | Windows are set in the north and east walls, near the northeast corner Floyd | of the room. Both look out upon a grove of trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | The forest outside the window is lush and green. The branches of trees Floyd | sway gently in the breeze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "ask about teacher" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x lamp" | ||||
Floyd | The oil lamp consists of a stand, a metal reservoir, and a clear glass Floyd | chimney. It is not lit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "light lamp" | ||||
Floyd | This dangerous act would achieve little. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "get lamp" | ||||
Floyd | "I'm sorry, Wanderer, but that belongs to me," says the elegant woman. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "ask her about me" | ||||
Floyd | (Sophronia about that) Floyd | Her smile widens. "You know well who you are, Wanderer. What you yearn Floyd | to know is how to return home. That I cannot explain to you directly, Floyd | other than to say that you must choose your path and follow it through Floyd | to its end. It will lead you home." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "show paper to sophronia" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh, I guess we never picked it up." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | There is no exit in that direction. There is a door to the south, Floyd | however. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "wave hand" | ||||
Floyd | But you aren't holding that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | The door to the south is made from wood, and painted white. Currently, Floyd | it is closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | You open the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Gallery Floyd | You stand in a perfectly circular room. To the south, through an Floyd | arched doorway and down a short flight of stairs, there appears to be Floyd | a hallway. Floyd | Floyd | On the north wall is an intricately detailed oil painting of a woman, Floyd | framed in gold. Centered beneath the painting is a small brass plaque. Floyd | Floyd | There is a lovely wooden bench in the center of the room. Floyd | Floyd | On the bench is a piece of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Oh hello there." | |||
| DavidW says, "huh. That was easy." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take paper" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bench" | ||||
Floyd | The bench is minimalist in design and appears to be made of oak. It is Floyd | finished in a dark stain, and polished to such a degree that you can Floyd | make out your reflection in its surface. Floyd | Floyd | There is nothing on the bench. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x reflection" | ||||
Floyd | Your reflection stares back at you, matching your every expression. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "What was on the paper again?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read paper" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | "John William Waterhouse: Fantasy and Realism" Floyd | Floyd | John William Waterhouse, born on April 6, 1849 to British parents in Floyd | Rome, is considered to be one of the foremost artists of his era. Floyd | Though truly a Classical artist, he is often regarded as Floyd | Pre-Raphaelite due to his obvious affection for literature, myth, Floyd | romanticism, and nature. Waterhouse's works are known for their use of Floyd | colour, light, and intense attention to detail. Floyd | Floyd | Waterhouse moved to England early in life and studied first in his Floyd | father's studio, then later at the Royal Academy Schools. He became an Floyd | Associate of the Royal Academy in 1885, and a Full Academician in Floyd | 1895. His initial paintings depicted true life subjects, but he soon Floyd | began to focus his work in more poetic realms, borrowing from the Floyd | writings of Homer, Shakespeare, and Tennyson, among others. Floyd | Floyd | Waterhouse continued painting up until the time of his death in 1917. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look under bench" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The Waterhouse that Jacq Built" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "So we can go south/down" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Lead the way, if you like." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Oh, I went afk, sorry" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk down the stairs and into the hallway. Floyd | Floyd | The Hallway Floyd | You are at one end of a spacious hallway, which extends from north to Floyd | south. To the north, a small flight of stairs ascends to another room. Floyd | Further down the hall, to the south, you see five additional Floyd | paintings. Beyond the paintings, at the end of the hallway, is an Floyd | ornately carved wooden door. Floyd | Floyd | On the west wall is a painting of a mermaid, set in a gold and grey Floyd | frame. Centered beneath the painting is a small brass plaque. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x mermaid" | ||||
Floyd | She is sitting on a rocky beach with her tail casually wrapped about Floyd | her. Her rose coloured lips are parted slightly, and her gaze is fixed Floyd | on something distant, either upon some object not included in the Floyd | painting, or perhaps upon nothing at all. Behind her, the curl of a Floyd | small wave lapping gently on the shore suggests that she is relaxing Floyd | in a protected cove of some sort. In the distance, water flows beneath Floyd | a series of natural rock arches, inviting her back into the sea. Floyd | Floyd | On the beach before her lies a large iridescent shell, filled with Floyd | pearls. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl clicks up another painting. | |||
| smartgenes arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x plaque" | ||||
Floyd | The plaque consists of a small, thin piece of finely polished brass Floyd | with beveled edges. It reads: Floyd | Floyd | A Mermaid: Floyd | Oil on canvas, c. 1901 Floyd | J. W. Waterhouse Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| smartgenes says (to Floyd), "hllo" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x shell" | ||||
Floyd | The shell is thick and dull on the exterior, while its exposed Floyd | interior shimmers in the sunlight. It is very large, and would Floyd | probably require both hands to lift or carry. It is filled with Floyd | pearls; some lie loose in the bottom of the shell, others drape over Floyd | its side in strings. Floyd | Floyd | > | smartgenes says, "hullo" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch painting" | ||||
Floyd | You extend your hand and place your fingertips against the canvas. As Floyd | expected, you feel a warmth that soon envelops you... Floyd | | ParserGirl says, "Pearls, here I come!" | |||
| ParserGirl pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Congratulations! Floyd | | DavidW says (to smartgenes), "We're playing Waterhouse by Jacqueline." | |||
Floyd | You have completed the introduction to the Waterhouse Women. Floyd | Floyd | What will happen in the painting entitled "A Mermaid?" What are all Floyd | the other paintings like? What lies beyond the ornately carved door at Floyd | the end of the hall? Floyd | Floyd | Discover all this and more when the game is complete! Floyd | Floyd | When will it be completed? An excellent question. If you vote for this Floyd | game in the IntroComp, you'll encourage the author to finish the game Floyd | within the year so that she can claim a glorious prize! Come to think Floyd | of it, now would be an excellent time to cast your vote... (hint, Floyd | hint) Floyd | Floyd | Honestly, though. Thank you for playing. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have won *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "uh" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "I forgot this was introcomp" | ||||
| smartgenes says, "wow i completed it in 2 seconds" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | The Hallway Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I think most of this game was in the first painting. There's actually quite a lot of detail to poke over in there, iirc." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "about" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About "The Waterhouse Women" Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | A little information about "The Waterhouse Women": Floyd | Floyd | > About the game itself Floyd | Why isn't this game complete? Floyd | Acknowledgments Floyd | | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| smartgenes says, "bit like turning to the back of the book 1st" | ||||
| DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | "The Waterhouse Women" was (not surprisingly) inspired by the Floyd | wonderful art of John William Waterhouse. However, please don't feel Floyd | that you have to be interested in art, or in art history, to enjoy Floyd | this game. I merely include touches such as the plaques in the gallery Floyd | and the biography of Waterhouse to give credit where credit is due and Floyd | to provide more information for those players who are interested. Floyd | Floyd | All of the paintings in the game are real. All of the information Floyd | contained in the biography and on the plaques, to the best of my Floyd | research and knowledge, is accurate. I have been asked whether I will Floyd | rework "The Waterhouse Women" in a different platform so as to include Floyd | images of the paintings, but I have no plans to do anything like that Floyd | at this time. Images of the paintings themselves are still under Floyd | copyright, and are therefore not included in this game. However, a Floyd | simple search on the Internet will yield a wealth of results about Floyd | Waterhouse, and multiple images of each painting exist on a number of Floyd | different websites. Floyd | Floyd | To check whether or not you have the most recent release of "The Floyd | Waterhouse Women," to make a comment about the game, or to report a Floyd | bug, please visit: [LINK] Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | ||||
| ParserGirl pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About "The Waterhouse Women" Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | A little information about "The Waterhouse Women": Floyd | Floyd | > About the game itself Floyd | Why isn't this game complete? Floyd | Acknowledgments Floyd | | DavidW says, "It would be nice if she could use the images, of course. And present it in Glulx." | |||
| inky says, "I believe she can/is going to" | ||||
| DavidW says, "cool" | ||||
| inky says, "at least, I am pretty sure she's been taking pictures of a lot of these paintings" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About "The Waterhouse Women" Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | A little information about "The Waterhouse Women": Floyd | Floyd | About the game itself Floyd | > Why isn't this game complete? Floyd | Acknowledgments Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | This is a very short version of the game, intended to be an Floyd | introduction rather than a finished product. I do intend to finish Floyd | this game, hopefully by the close of 2002. Floyd | Floyd | "The Waterhouse Women" was created for IntroComp 2002, a deceptively Floyd | simple competition where introductory games are judged on one criteria Floyd | only: "How much do you want to play more of this entry?" Floyd | Floyd | Further information can be found at the following web site: Floyd | [LINK] Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | DavidW asks, "Someone ought to paint a sky full of butterflies and call it 'Intentions'. Where does the time go?" | |||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About "The Waterhouse Women" Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | A little information about "The Waterhouse Women": Floyd | Floyd | About the game itself Floyd | > Why isn't this game complete? Floyd | Acknowledgments Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About "The Waterhouse Women" Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | A little information about "The Waterhouse Women": Floyd | Floyd | About the game itself Floyd | Why isn't this game complete? Floyd | > Acknowledgments Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About "The Waterhouse Women" Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | A little information about "The Waterhouse Women": Floyd | Floyd | About the game itself Floyd | Why isn't this game complete? Floyd | > Acknowledgments Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Without being too long-winded, as is my usual style, I would like to Floyd | thank the following people: Floyd | Floyd | First and foremost, my excellent team of beta testers, in alphabetical Floyd | order: Floyd | Floyd | - J. D. Berry Floyd | For being my Muse and making me work. Floyd | Floyd | - Julian Fondren Floyd | For his words of encouragement and quick turn-around time. Floyd | Floyd | - Dennis G. Jerz Floyd | For reminding me to keep things simple, among other things. Floyd | Floyd | - Richard Northedge Floyd | For catching problems others did not, and his brilliant ideas on Floyd | magical envelopes. Floyd | Floyd | - Mitch Shaw Floyd | For being one of the fastest, most dedicated, and most reliable Floyd | testers ever. Floyd | Floyd | Irene Callaci, for helping me to bring Sophronia to life. Floyd | Floyd | All of the souls that offered assitance and guidance through Floyd | rec.arts.int-fiction and ifMUD. Floyd | Floyd | Anthony Hobson, for his wonderful book about J. W. Waterhouse. Floyd | Floyd | Graham Nelson, for Inform and the Inform Designer's Manual. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | DavidW asks, "Did we want to go back to the first painting?" | |||
| DavidW says, "I think there was a skull and a mirror and a few other items of interest." | ||||
| inky says, "sure" | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About "The Waterhouse Women" Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | A little information about "The Waterhouse Women": Floyd | Floyd | About the game itself Floyd | Why isn't this game complete? Floyd | > Acknowledgments Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Hallway Floyd | You are at one end of a spacious hallway, which extends from north to Floyd | south. To the north, a small flight of stairs ascends to another room. Floyd | Further down the hall, to the south, you see five additional Floyd | paintings. Beyond the paintings, at the end of the hallway, is an Floyd | ornately carved wooden door. Floyd | Floyd | On the west wall is a painting of a mermaid, set in a gold and grey Floyd | frame. Centered beneath the painting is a small brass plaque. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Gallery Floyd | You stand in a perfectly circular room. To the south, through an Floyd | arched doorway and down a short flight of stairs, there appears to be Floyd | a hallway. Floyd | Floyd | On the north wall is an intricately detailed oil painting of a woman, Floyd | framed in gold. Centered beneath the painting is a small brass plaque. Floyd | Floyd | There is a lovely wooden bench in the center of the room. Floyd | Floyd | > | Johnny says, "Yay, a scull" | |||
| Johnny says, "Oh wait, no" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch painting" | ||||
Floyd | You extend your hand and place your fingertips against the canvas. As Floyd | expected, you feel a warmth that soon envelops you... Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW presses the yellow enter button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | ...and you feel yourself stepping into the painting. Floyd | Floyd | Inside the painting entitled "The Crystal Ball" Floyd | Glancing about, you notice that everything here is as it appeared in Floyd | the painting. To the north stands Sophronia, between the table and Floyd | chair, and beyond her the window. Your new point of view from inside Floyd | the painting allows you to see the rest of the room as well: a second Floyd | window is set in the eastern wall, and a matching chair can be seen Floyd | opposite the table from its mate. A large trunk sits in the northwest Floyd | corner of the room, and a large looking-glass can be seen to the Floyd | southeast. Behind you, to the south, is a door. Floyd | Floyd | She cocks her head slightly, waiting for you to speak. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x skull" | ||||
Floyd | The cranium sits on the table, next to a large book and an oil lamp. Floyd | Its presence unnerves you slightly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "ask skull about here" | ||||
Floyd | You can only do that to something animate. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm. I forget how I knew the skull and mirror are here." | |||
| DavidW says, "oh, 'looking-glass'" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | The mirror is circular and fixed within a simple wooden frame, which Floyd | is painted white. Support posts run from mirror frame's outer edge to Floyd | a common base resting on the floor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in mirror" | ||||
Floyd | Reflected in the mirror are many of the room's objects: the chairs, Floyd | the table, Sophronia, and the northern window. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "rub mirror" | ||||
Floyd | You achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch mirror" | ||||
Floyd | Unfortunately, touching the glass has little effect. You feel only the Floyd | expected coolness of the glass beneath your fingertips. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "breathe on mirror" | ||||
Floyd | You blow on the mirror. A small fog appears on the glass, but fades Floyd | quickly from view. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "take skull" | ||||
Floyd | "I'm sorry, Wanderer, but that is not yours to take," says Sophronia. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open skull" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in skull" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "knock on wood" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about mermaid" | ||||
Floyd | "She is beautiful, as all mermaids are to mortals like you and I. But Floyd | she may not be as gentle as her appearance would suggest. Guard your Floyd | heart and wits in dealings with her." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x skull" | ||||
Floyd | The cranium sits on the table, next to a large book and an oil lamp. Floyd | Its presence unnerves you slightly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about skull" | ||||
Floyd | She glances at the skull a moment, her lips parting slightly. She Floyd | looks back at you, a smile on her face. "You've no need to worry, Floyd | Wanderer, such a fate is still quite distant for you." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "rub skull" | ||||
Floyd | You achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about mirror" | ||||
Floyd | Sophronia turns and looks at herself in the mirror, lowering the Floyd | crystal ball slightly as she does so. "It's curious," she says, "that Floyd | I can have a looking-glass like that in this tiny room and yet I Floyd | rarely pay it any attention." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ball" | ||||
Floyd | The sphere is transparent. In it you can just make out the inverted Floyd | image of the open window beside the young woman. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in ball" | ||||
Floyd | Looking into the crystal ball, you can see the inverted image of the Floyd | open window beside the young woman. She notices your interest and Floyd | says, "Look not within the orb for the answers, Wanderer. Look within Floyd | yourself." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in me" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "stick out tongue" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "think" | ||||
Floyd | You take a moment to consider your next move. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about name" | ||||
Floyd | Her smile deepens, and she gently shakes her head. "That's not Floyd | something for us to discuss. If it becomes important, the answer will Floyd | be revealed to you." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't seem to have any effect here, unfortunately. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about waterhouse" | ||||
Floyd | "I know very little about him, unfortunately," admits Sophronia. "My Floyd | father wrote in his journal that Waterhouse was a great man, but that Floyd | is all. I wish I knew more about who he was." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about paintings" | ||||
Floyd | "The painting? It was merely a portal. You will venture through other Floyd | doors before reaching your true destination." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about future" | ||||
Floyd | "There is knowledge I can reveal, and there is knowledge that will be Floyd | revealed to you," she replies. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about magic" | ||||
Floyd | "That's not something for us to discuss," she replies. "Perhaps you Floyd | have something else about which you would like to learn?" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about home" | ||||
Floyd | "Can you not remember from where you came?" she inquires. The Floyd | expression on your face must speak the answer, for she smiles yet Floyd | again and replies, "No matter. You will remember, in time." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about memory" | ||||
Floyd | Her eyes contain the answer, but she seems unwilling to reveal Floyd | everything to you. "If it is important, Wanderer, you will discover Floyd | the answer without me." Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I'm not sure what else to do or ask." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "show paper to sophronia" | ||||
Floyd | Sophronia glances at the paper a moment, and squints her eyes Floyd | momentarily. To your surprise, she looks at you and says, "I haven't Floyd | any idea what that's all about." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about waterhouse" | ||||
Floyd | "My father mentioned Waterhouse in his journal, and said that he was a Floyd | great man, " explains Sophronia. "Unfortunately, that's all my father Floyd | wrote. Until you showed me your parchment, I knew little or nothing Floyd | about the man." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Inside the painting entitled "The Crystal Ball" Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "give paper to sophronia" | ||||
Floyd | "Thank you, but I've no need for it," she says apologetically. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Inside the painting entitled "The Crystal Ball" Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about waterhouse" | ||||
Floyd | "My father mentioned Waterhouse in his journal, and said that he was a Floyd | great man, " explains Sophronia. "Unfortunately, that's all my father Floyd | wrote. Until you showed me your parchment, I knew little or nothing Floyd | about the man." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Inside the painting entitled "The Crystal Ball" Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Inside the painting entitled "The Crystal Ball" Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about waterhouse" | ||||
Floyd | "I know very little about him, unfortunately," admits Sophronia. "My Floyd | father wrote in his journal that Waterhouse was a great man, but that Floyd | is all. I wish I knew more about who he was." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "show paper to sophronia" | ||||
Floyd | Sophronia glances at the paper a moment, and squints her eyes Floyd | momentarily. To your surprise, she looks at you and says, "I haven't Floyd | any idea what that's all about." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia for help" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia for lamp" | ||||
Floyd | Sophronia has better things to do. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about life" | ||||
Floyd | "There is knowledge I can reveal, and there is knowledge that will be Floyd | revealed to you," she replies. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about wisdom" | ||||
Floyd | "That's not something for us to discuss," she replies. "Perhaps you Floyd | have something else about which you would like to learn?" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "rub lamp" | ||||
Floyd | You achieve nothing by this. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter looking-glass" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask sophronia about museum" | ||||
Floyd | Her smile deepens, and she gently shakes her head. "That's not Floyd | something for us to discuss. If it becomes important, the answer will Floyd | be revealed to you." Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "hm. anything else to do here?" | |||
| leandroribeiro arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "breathe of sophronia" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to breathe. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "breathe on sophronia" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you really need to think about. Floyd | Floyd | > | Johnny says, "Ha ha" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "lift head. breathe deeply. thank sophronia" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "thank sophronia" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "I think I'm done. Anyone else have ideas?" | |||
| DavidW says, "If not, we should go onto the next game." | ||||
| inky says, "let's do it" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I suggested Hey Jingo! for the 2nd game, but Madrigals of Love and War, and Trainstopping have also been suggested." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "quit" | ||||
Floyd | Are you sure you want to quit? | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | | ||||
| Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?" | Johnny says, "As has Southern Gothic." | |||
| leandroribeiro asks, "what game was it?" | Johnny asks, "Oh yeah, I forgot about the conversation menus in Madrigals. Although, they maybe work, maybe?" | |||
| DavidW says (to leandroribeiro), "We were playing The Waterhouse Women just now." | ||||
| inky says, "well, let's start with hey jingo unless anyone else has strong feelings" | ||||
| DavidW says, "okay" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I think it's short." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "load ic02heyjingo" | ||||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Green Coast, Floyd | Ministry of Colonial Finance, Floyd | 11:04 PM, Floyd | June 12th, 1942. Floyd | Floyd | "General Marchgrave's office is on the second floor of the Palace," Floyd | says Helzog, "overlooking the Gardens. He is in possession of a mask: Floyd | black, smooth-sanded wood, simple in design. It should be on display. Floyd | His temporary absence is our best chance to steal it. The front of the Floyd | Palace will be guarded, so circle through the jungle and approach the Floyd | back of the Gardens. Once you have found the mask, bring it back to me Floyd | as quickly as possible." Floyd | Floyd | Helzog looks up, blinks. "Stay out of sight, Alain. You are our Floyd | Ministry's sole agent who specializes in such delicate matters." Floyd | Floyd | --- Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | HEY, JINGO! Floyd | An IntroComp Entry Floyd | (c) 2002 by Caleb Wilson Floyd | Please type ABOUT and CREDITS if you haven't before. Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 020319 / Inform v6.21(G0.36) Library 6/10 Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Ministry Floyd | A doorway leads back west into the Ministry. From it, a small path Floyd | cuts northeast through the giant ferns and fruit trees. The sky is Floyd | obscured by a canopy of vines. The melons weighting the vines attract Floyd | insects, which in turn attract bats, whose high-pitched squeaks Floyd | occasionally rise above the rustle of leaves. Floyd | | ||||
| Gunther arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | >You are Alain Quincy, man of leisure and secret agent for the Floyd | Ministry of Colonial Finance, and you are as good-looking as ever. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >You are carrying nothing. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Um." | |||
| DavidW asks, "hm. Wonder what's causing that odd effect?" | ||||
| inky says, "I always like PC descriptions that incorporate "as good-looking as ever"" | ||||
| inky says, "it's a bug with the interpreter on floyd, I think" | ||||
| inky says, "for some of the interpreters I don't have the output flushing working totally correctly" | ||||
| inky says, "though I'm surprised this would happen only for this game" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | >The dark foliage rustles in a warm breeze. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Jungle Thicket Floyd | The trees here are choked by twisting vines. Their branches, bent and Floyd | rough, screen out most of the moonlight. A dense mass of woody stems Floyd | and trefoil leaves has sprung up between the trunks; beneath this Floyd | matted vegetation the soil is clotted and moist. Were it not for a Floyd | roughly hacked trail leading southwest and north, movement would be Floyd | quite impossible. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x bats" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't see anything like that here. Floyd | | DavidW says, "oops" | |||
| Gunther says, "Leisure Suit Quincy" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | >Jungle Thicket Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Behind the Ministry Floyd | A doorway leads back west into the Ministry. From it, a small path Floyd | cuts northeast through the giant ferns and fruit trees. The sky is Floyd | obscured by a canopy of vines. The melons weighting the vines attract Floyd | insects, which in turn attract bats, whose high-pitched squeaks Floyd | occasionally rise above the rustle of leaves. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x melons" | ||||
Floyd | >The melons, insects and bats form a tidy little ecosystem. If only Floyd | life among humans were as simple... Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x vines" | ||||
Floyd | >Vines of varying thicknesses form a domed shroud over the Ministry's Floyd | back door. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat melons" | ||||
Floyd | >(first taking the melon) Floyd | You can't do anything with the melon except look. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat bats" | ||||
Floyd | >(first taking the melon) Floyd | You can't do anything with the melon except look. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "kick melon" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | | DavidW asks, "So have you all had a look at those melons?" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "climb vine" | ||||
Floyd | >No point in climbing through the trees when there's a perfectly good Floyd | path. Floyd | | inky says, "I'll say" | |||
| DavidW says, "Just don't do anything with them but look." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Ministre di Finanze Colonial Floyd | The polished floor of the Ministry reflects the dim, tasteful lamps Floyd | that hang from the lofty ceiling. The air smells of wood polish and Floyd | ink. Somewhere above you, in the high empty space of the lobby, a Floyd | clock ticks softly. Floyd | Floyd | Minister Helzog's office lies through a closed glass door to the Floyd | north, and the street lies to the west. An inconspicuous back door Floyd | leads east to the forest. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >The glass door is closed. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | >A door of pebbled glass. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | >You open the glass door. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Helzog's Office Floyd | A ceiling fan with lacquered wooden blades draws cool air through Floyd | Helzog's office. Framed prints cover every wall, except for the north, Floyd | which is a built in bookshelf. The large white desk is painfully tidy. Floyd | An open glass door leads south to the lobby. Floyd | Floyd | Minister Helzog sits in a brown leather chair, his right leg twisted Floyd | beneath the seat. Floyd | | DavidW asks, "I think we're supposed to go the other way?" | |||
| inky says, "I think this is the guy who gave us the assignment" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x helzog" | ||||
Floyd | >August Helzog wears a neatly pressed white suit. His kindly face is Floyd | deeply tanned and lined, his white hair slicked smoothly to one side. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x leg" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't know the word "leg". Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x bookshelf" | ||||
Floyd | >Helzog's collection of first editions and bound comics is vast and Floyd | extremely expensive. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x comics" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't see anything like that here. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "search bookshelf" | ||||
Floyd | >You can't do anything with the bookshelf except look. Floyd | | inky says, "oh yeah, I forgot this game had a thing about comics" | |||
| DavidW says, "a bit odd." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "work time" | ||||
| ParserGirl goes home. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Ministre di Finanze Colonial Floyd | The polished floor of the Ministry reflects the dim, tasteful lamps Floyd | that hang from the lofty ceiling. The air smells of wood polish and Floyd | ink. Somewhere above you, in the high empty space of the lobby, a Floyd | clock ticks softly. Floyd | Floyd | Minister Helzog's office lies through an open glass door to the north, Floyd | and the street lies to the west. An inconspicuous back door leads east Floyd | to the forest. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Tropical Road, Outside Ministry Floyd | Flags fly from the fortress-like Ministry of Colonial Finance, above a Floyd | metal door that leads in to the east. Floyd | Floyd | Ocean Street heads west and down, to the lower colony and to Golden Floyd | Bay, which shimmers under the moonlight. Tropical Road runs north and Floyd | south. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Ve Tropical Floyd | Just north along Tropical Road, the marble of the Government Palace Floyd | cuts sharply from the foliage. Tropical also runs south, back towards Floyd | the Ministry. The sweet smell of oranges rides the warm breeze, under Floyd | faintly throbbing equatorial stars. Floyd | | inky says, "hunh" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Tropical Road, Outside Ministry Floyd | Flags fly from the fortress-like Ministry of Colonial Finance, above a Floyd | metal door that leads in to the east. Floyd | Floyd | Ocean Street heads west and down, to the lower colony and to Golden Floyd | Bay, which shimmers under the moonlight. Tropical Road runs north and Floyd | south. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Ministre di Finanze Colonial Floyd | The polished floor of the Ministry reflects the dim, tasteful lamps Floyd | that hang from the lofty ceiling. The air smells of wood polish and Floyd | ink. Somewhere above you, in the high empty space of the lobby, a Floyd | clock ticks softly. Floyd | Floyd | Minister Helzog's office lies through an open glass door to the north, Floyd | and the street lies to the west. An inconspicuous back door leads east Floyd | to the forest. Floyd | | inky says, "now I'm confused about which way to go" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Behind the Ministry Floyd | A doorway leads back west into the Ministry. From it, a small path Floyd | cuts northeast through the giant ferns and fruit trees. The sky is Floyd | obscured by a canopy of vines. The melons weighting the vines attract Floyd | insects, which in turn attract bats, whose high-pitched squeaks Floyd | occasionally rise above the rustle of leaves. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Jungle Thicket Floyd | The trees here are choked by twisting vines. Their branches, bent and Floyd | rough, screen out most of the moonlight. A dense mass of woody stems Floyd | and trefoil leaves has sprung up between the trunks; beneath this Floyd | matted vegetation the soil is clotted and moist. Were it not for a Floyd | roughly hacked trail leading southwest and north, movement would be Floyd | quite impossible. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x trunks" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't see anything like that here. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x leaves" | ||||
Floyd | >The stems and interwoven leaves form a tough, springy mat underfoot. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | >The vine-choked trees seem to be in ragged rows. Perhaps this was Floyd | once an orchard. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x vines" | ||||
Floyd | >The vine-choked trees seem to be in ragged rows. Perhaps this was Floyd | once an orchard. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Narrow Grove Floyd | This small pocket of grass is bottled under arching boughs strung with Floyd | moss. The air here is still and sweet smelling. A rough path leads Floyd | south into the foliage, while a more neatly trimmed walk leads Floyd | northwest between the leaning trunks. Floyd | Floyd | You hear what sounds like a splash from the northwest. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Quiet Pool Floyd | Starlight barely illuminates a dark pool. Weeping cycads trail their Floyd | fronds in the calm water. The air is cooler here, and tinged with a Floyd | hint of silt and decay. A pavement walk heads west towards the Floyd | Gardens, and it looks possible to travel southeast into the jungle. Floyd | Floyd | Concentric ripples in the pool's surface disappear as you watch. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pool" | ||||
Floyd | >The water is tranquil and quiet, the color of tea that has steeped Floyd | for too long. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "drink water" | ||||
Floyd | >The water is foul and undoubtedly swimming with all manner of Floyd | microorganisms. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "so" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "search pool" | ||||
Floyd | >The mud on the bottom of the pool has been stirred, making the water Floyd | as opaque as tea with cream. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in pool" | ||||
Floyd | >The mud on the bottom of the pool has been stirred, making the water Floyd | as opaque as tea with cream. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search mud" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't see anything like that here. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "swim" | ||||
Floyd | >The water here is murky, and unsuitable for swimming, especially at Floyd | night. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter pool" | ||||
Floyd | >The water here is murky, and unsuitable for swimming, especially at Floyd | night. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "feel pool" | ||||
Floyd | >You feel nothing unexpected. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "touch water" | ||||
Floyd | >You feel nothing unexpected. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "take water" | ||||
Floyd | >That's hardly portable. Floyd | | inky says, "hee hee" | |||
| DavidW says, "...and all the king's men can't pull it up" | ||||
| Johnny says, "It's hardly potable, too." | ||||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| inky says, "did we get to the pool too late? that seems unlikely" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x pool" | ||||
Floyd | >The water is tranquil and quiet, the color of tea that has steeped Floyd | for too long. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Quiet Pool Floyd | Starlight barely illuminates a dark pool. Weeping cycads trail their Floyd | fronds in the calm water. The air is cooler here, and tinged with a Floyd | hint of silt and decay. A pavement walk heads west towards the Floyd | Gardens, and it looks possible to travel southeast into the jungle. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x water" | ||||
Floyd | >The water is tranquil and quiet, the color of tea that has steeped Floyd | for too long. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search pool" | ||||
Floyd | >The mud on the bottom of the pool has been stirred, making the water Floyd | as opaque as tea with cream. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Quiet Pool Floyd | Starlight barely illuminates a dark pool. Weeping cycads trail their Floyd | fronds in the calm water. The air is cooler here, and tinged with a Floyd | hint of silt and decay. A pavement walk heads west towards the Floyd | Gardens, and it looks possible to travel southeast into the jungle. Floyd | | DavidW says, "Why are you worrying about the pool? We need to get to a second floor office overlooking the gardens." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), " x cycads" | ||||
Floyd | >The pool's currents tangle with the cycads' leaves. Floyd | | inky says, "I dunno, somebody dropped something in it or something" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hide" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb cycads" | ||||
Floyd | >You can't do anything with the cycads except look. Floyd | | inky says, "or a frog jumped" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Flora Milloun Floyd | The Palatze Gubernatal; The Government Palace: its marble face is Floyd | darkened with moss, which is not surprising considering the humid Floyd | atmosphere. Behind this dirtied face, however, is where the real Floyd | corruption lies: the Palace bureaucrats who want to milk the colonists Floyd | and locals for all they're worth while sitting around their card Floyd | tables, drinking gin and looking at dirty imported comics. Floyd | Floyd | The area under the Palace's eastern wall is a crowded labyrinth of Floyd | flowers; their fragrances are dizzying. Vines cover the wall itself, Floyd | growing around a wide window two stories directly above you. Floyd | Floyd | A pavement walk leads southwest, to the main entrance, and northwest, Floyd | around the back of the Palace. A narrower walk spurs off to the east, Floyd | towards a pool. Floyd | Floyd | A night moth flutters through near-solid eddies of pollen. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x moth" | ||||
Floyd | >A pale green moth, as wide across as your palm. Floyd | | DavidW asks, "Perhaps we can climb these vines?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get moth" | ||||
Floyd | >The moth flutters a few meters above your head. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb vines" | ||||
Floyd | >You pull your hand away from the vines with a curse: they're stinging Floyd | ivy. It would be possible to climb them, just very, very painful. Floyd | There must be some way to protect your hands. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x vines" | ||||
Floyd | >Although the flowers are wide and luscious, the vines themselves are Floyd | tough and covered with stiff hairs, and are very painful to the touch. Floyd | This is what the children call "stinging ivy", and young boys are Floyd | always making whips out of it. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >You are carrying nothing. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | >You are Alain Quincy, man of leisure and secret agent for the Floyd | Ministry of Colonial Finance, and you are as good-looking as ever. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Behind The Palace Floyd | A single lamp pours a pool of light across the grass of this hidden Floyd | lawn. The trees loop over you to form a tiny chamber that's stained in Floyd | the greens and blacks of a "Count Lorenzo" comic. Floyd | Floyd | A dark window looks in on rows of filing cabinets. A pavement walk Floyd | leads southeast towards the gardens. Floyd | Floyd | A small wheelbarrow is parked here. Inside it you can see some Floyd | gardening gloves. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get gloves" | ||||
Floyd | >Taken. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | ||||
Floyd | >You put on the gardening gloves. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | >A small, dark window, currently closed. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x wheelbarrow" | ||||
Floyd | >A small wheelbarrow, presumably belonging to the Palace's gardening Floyd | staff. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||||
Floyd | >It seems to be locked. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look through window" | ||||
Floyd | >Through the window you can see what looks like a mail room. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "exits" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >You can only go southeast. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Flora Milloun Floyd | The area under the Palace's eastern wall is a crowded labyrinth of Floyd | flowers; their fragrances are dizzying. Vines cover the wall itself, Floyd | growing around a wide window two stories directly above you. Floyd | Floyd | A pavement walk leads southwest, to the main entrance, and northwest, Floyd | around the back of the Palace. A narrower walk spurs off to the east, Floyd | towards a pool. Floyd | Floyd | A night moth flutters through near-solid eddies of pollen. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb vines" | ||||
Floyd | >The vines are thin yet numerous. You climb swiftly, protected by your Floyd | gloves, and soon arrive outside a window on the second story. You rest Floyd | your foot on a narrow ledge. Floyd | Floyd | Flowery Ledge Floyd | You grasp handfuls of vines, two stories above the ground, directly Floyd | outside a large window, which is closed. Through the window you can Floyd | see a dark office. Floyd | Floyd | A bee buzzes around you, laden with the dust of pollen. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x bee" | ||||
Floyd | >The bee is slender and pale yellow. Whitish pollen dusts its legs. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||||
Floyd | >You open the window. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | >You slip through the window. Floyd | Floyd | Office Floyd | A rich carpet deadens the acoustics. The walls are panelled in glossy Floyd | wood. Colorful local art shares displays with a few old paintings and Floyd | some framed documents. Floyd | Floyd | A closed door leads west, and a window, which is open, overlooks the Floyd | Thousand Flowers. A massive desk sits in the middle of the room. Floyd | Floyd | Only once before were you in the presence of General Marchgrave. The Floyd | main thing you remember was the overwhelming lavender smell of the Floyd | cologne he wore, a smell which permeates this room. Floyd | Floyd | On the desk are a Count Lorenzo comic book, an Afterimage comic book Floyd | and a Ziggurat comic book. Floyd | | DavidW says, "We're looking for a mask, I think." | |||
| inky says, "I say we just bug out and read comics" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "smell" | ||||
Floyd | >This room smells strongly of lavender. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x lorenzo" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a comic book featuring Count Lorenzo, a renaissance Urbitan Floyd | nobleman who was poisoned by his best friend/worst enemy and Floyd | imperfectly resurrected by his sorcerer wife after thirteen days of Floyd | death. He became immortal, but his skin was forever stained the green Floyd | of the afterlife. This is a very early issue, but probably not worth Floyd | anything because it's in very poor condition: it's all cut up. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read lorenzo" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a comic book featuring Count Lorenzo, a renaissance Urbitan Floyd | nobleman who was poisoned by his best friend/worst enemy and Floyd | imperfectly resurrected by his sorcerer wife after thirteen days of Floyd | death. He became immortal, but his skin was forever stained the green Floyd | of the afterlife. This is a very early issue, but probably not worth Floyd | anything because it's in very poor condition: it's all cut up. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x afterimage" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a comic book featuring Afterimage, a modern Urbitan research Floyd | scientist who, when stricken with a dose of radiation, became Floyd | spectrum-shifted, and as a result, very difficult for human eyes to Floyd | focus on. She was sentenced to execution, but escaped and became a Floyd | vigilante and outlaw, righting wrongs against the oppressed. This Floyd | issue is pretty early, and might be worth something were the pages not Floyd | all cut up. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x ziggurat" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a comic book featuring Ziggurat, an ancient Babylonian warrior Floyd | of mythical strength and heroic physical proportions. It is said that Floyd | defeating Ziggurat would be as hard as pinning one of the massive Floyd | masonry pyramids he's named for. This is one of the first issues; too Floyd | bad it damaged and thus worthless. Floyd | | inky says, "I wonder why it is all cut up" | |||
| leandroribeiro goes home. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x art" | ||||
Floyd | >In addition to colonials, the Green Coast is home to a number of Floyd | ex-slaves and a very few of the original population who survived the Floyd | Europeans' arrival. The art produced by these locals is colorful and Floyd | ornate, incorporating many reds, yellows, greens, and natural wood Floyd | shades. Some newcomers to the Green Coast find it rustic or even Floyd | savage, but it really is rather lively and often beautiful. Marchgrave Floyd | has a large collection of local statuary, as well as wall hangings and Floyd | paintings. Floyd | Floyd | Almost hidden behind behind the statues is a small black mask. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x desk" | ||||
Floyd | >The desk appears to be carved from a solid piece of bloodwood, and Floyd | true to its name, shines redly in the moonlight from the window. It Floyd | probably cost the yearly salary of a mid-level clerk. A large drawer Floyd | faces away from the window. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >The drawer seems to be locked. Floyd | | inky says, "dammit" | |||
| inky says, "if we're a spy, why can't we pick locks" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x paintings" | ||||
Floyd | >Paintings of dead Europeans and rainy landscapes. Undoubtedly Floyd | priceless, but bland. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look behind paintings" | ||||
Floyd | >I only understood you as far as wanting to look. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x hangings" | ||||
Floyd | >The local art is colorful and ornate, incorporating many reds, Floyd | yellows, greens, and natural wood shades. Marchgrave has a large Floyd | collection of local statuary and wall hangings. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "take mask" | ||||
Floyd | >Taken. Floyd | Floyd | Excellent. This must be the mask. Now, all that remains between you Floyd | and a much needed night of sleep is a short jaunt back to Helzog's Floyd | office... Floyd | | DavidW asks, "I suppose grab the mask and hope that his lavenderness doesn't enter the room before he does?" | |||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | >... Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | >... Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | >... Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >You can go only west or out. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x mask" | ||||
Floyd | >The door is closed. Floyd | Floyd | >It's a simple wooden mask, black in color. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | >It seems to be locked. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear mask" | ||||
Floyd | >You put on the black mask. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | >You slip through the window. Floyd | Floyd | Flowery Ledge Floyd | You grasp handfuls of vines, two stories above the ground, directly Floyd | outside a large window, which is open. Through the window you can see Floyd | a dark office. Floyd | Floyd | A bee buzzes around you, laden with the dust of pollen. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | >You are Alain Quincy, man of leisure and secret agent for the Floyd | Ministry of Colonial Finance, and you are as good-looking as ever. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | >You descend swiftly, soon arriving at the ground, where you flex your Floyd | green-stained gloves. Floyd | Floyd | Flora Milloun Floyd | The area under the Palace's eastern wall is a crowded labyrinth of Floyd | flowers; their fragrances are dizzying. Vines cover the wall itself, Floyd | growing around a wide window two stories directly above you. Floyd | Floyd | A pavement walk leads southwest, to the main entrance, and northwest, Floyd | around the back of the Palace. A narrower walk spurs off to the east, Floyd | towards a pool. Floyd | Floyd | A night moth flutters through near-solid eddies of pollen. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "eat moth" | ||||
Floyd | >(first taking the moth) Floyd | The moth flutters a few meters above your head. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | >As you begin to slide around the corner of the Palace, you see a Floyd | flash of blue: a uniform! and the glint of metal: a rifle! It must be Floyd | a guard! You freeze and slowly draw back. Hopefully the guard hasn't Floyd | seen you. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | >As you begin to slide around the corner of the Palace, you see a Floyd | flash of blue: a uniform! and the glint of metal: a rifle! It must be Floyd | a guard! You freeze and slowly draw back. Hopefully the guard hasn't Floyd | seen you. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Quiet Pool Floyd | Starlight barely illuminates a dark pool. Weeping cycads trail their Floyd | fronds in the calm water. The air is cooler here, and tinged with a Floyd | hint of silt and decay. A pavement walk heads west towards the Floyd | Gardens, and it looks possible to travel southeast into the jungle. Floyd | Floyd | Concentric ripples in the pool's surface disappear as you watch. Floyd | Floyd | Something bulky and dripping slips out of a moonbeam before you can Floyd | identify it and crashes into the woods to the southeast. Floyd | | inky asks, "slips out of a moonbeam?" | |||
| DavidW says, "Moonbeams are tiny. They can't hold too much." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Probably reflection on the pool." | ||||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Narrow Grove Floyd | This small pocket of grass is bottled under arching boughs strung with Floyd | moss. The air here is still and sweet smelling. A rough path leads Floyd | south into the foliage, while a more neatly trimmed walk leads Floyd | northwest between the leaning trunks. Floyd | Floyd | A large shape scurries south into the trees. You catch the briefest Floyd | glimpe of what looks like a segmented shell before it vanishes. Floyd | | inky says, "I guess it fell into the pool earlier and is now fleeing" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Jungle Thicket Floyd | The trees here are choked by twisting vines. Their branches, bent and Floyd | rough, screen out most of the moonlight. A dense mass of woody stems Floyd | and trefoil leaves has sprung up between the trunks; beneath this Floyd | matted vegetation the soil is clotted and moist. Were it not for a Floyd | roughly hacked trail leading southwest and north, movement would be Floyd | quite impossible. Floyd | Floyd | With the clicking of many segmented legs, a large creature scuttles Floyd | southwest through the brush. You catch a glimpse of what looks like Floyd | wet feathers before it disappears. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Behind the Ministry Floyd | A doorway leads back west into the Ministry. From it, a small path Floyd | cuts northeast through the giant ferns and fruit trees. The sky is Floyd | obscured by a canopy of vines. The melons weighting the vines attract Floyd | insects, which in turn attract bats, whose high-pitched squeaks Floyd | occasionally rise above the rustle of leaves. Floyd | Floyd | The wall of the Ministry is smeared with a vertical streak of dark, Floyd | foul-smelling mud. Floyd | | Johnny says, "It's a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle!" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x mud" | ||||
Floyd | >A band of smeared mud on the wall rises from the ground up to a Floyd | second story window. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | >No point in climbing through the trees when there's a perfectly good Floyd | path. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Ministre di Finanze Colonial Floyd | The polished floor of the Ministry reflects the dim, tasteful lamps Floyd | that hang from the lofty ceiling. The air smells of wood polish and Floyd | ink. Somewhere above you, in the high empty space of the lobby, a Floyd | clock ticks softly. Floyd | Floyd | Minister Helzog's office lies through an open glass door to the north, Floyd | and the street lies to the west. An inconspicuous back door leads east Floyd | to the forest. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Helzog's Office Floyd | A ceiling fan with lacquered wooden blades draws cool air through Floyd | Helzog's office. Framed prints cover every wall, except for the north, Floyd | which is a built in bookshelf. The large white desk is painfully tidy. Floyd | An open glass door leads south to the lobby. Floyd | Floyd | Minister Helzog sits in a brown leather chair, his right leg twisted Floyd | beneath the seat. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x helzog" | ||||
Floyd | >August Helzog wears a neatly pressed white suit. His kindly face is Floyd | deeply tanned and lined, his white hair slicked smoothly to one side. Floyd | | inky says, "he hasn't moved, creepy" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wake helzog" | ||||
Floyd | >That seems unnecessary. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give mask to helzog" | ||||
Floyd | >Helzog takes the mask. Floyd | Floyd | "Wonderful, Alain, my friend! My immense thanks!" Helzog moves as if Floyd | to stand up from his chair, but winces as his lame leg shifts. You Floyd | wave him back into his chair, with a modest, "No need to rise, sir." Floyd | Floyd | Helzog drums the mask with eager fingers. "Alain, why don't you take Floyd | tomorrow off? Enjoy yourself. Give them my greetings at the club." Floyd | Floyd | A book falls from the bookshelf with a thud. Helzog looks towards it Floyd | curiously. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x book" | ||||
Floyd | >A thin, paper-backed book: The Place of Superstition in Modern Costa Floyd | Verdoun. It looks like a thesis of some sort. The author listed on the Floyd | front is "A. Helzog". Floyd | Floyd | Helzog glances sharply at you. "Alain," he says, "did you notice Floyd | anything unusual during your mission?" Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "yes" | ||||
Floyd | >"Why yes," you say, "there was some sort of large, disgust--" Floyd | Floyd | Before you can properly react, the entire shelf of books explodes Floyd | outward, propelled by a mass of what looks like wriggling earthworms. Floyd | The worms stretch forward and enshroud Helzog's head in a gray wreath. Floyd | | DavidW says, "yikes" | |||
| inky says, "man dang" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x worms" | ||||
Floyd | >The beast flickers in shadow, displaying at times features of Floyd | crustacean, fowl, and annelid. Floyd | Floyd | The books are still falling, falling away from a hunched form, which Floyd | is covered in overlapping, chitinous plates and plumes of bedraggled Floyd | feathers. In place of each hand is a bolus of earthworms, both of Floyd | which now cover Helzog's face except for his nose. His voice sounds a Floyd | bit panicky and muffled as he waves his arms. "Alain, they've gotten a Floyd | bloodhound on me! How is this possible! Help, help, help m-me out of Floyd | here!" His words are choked away as his mouth is filled. Floyd | | ||||
| olethros arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x bloodhound" | ||||
Floyd | >The beast flickers in shadow, displaying at times features of Floyd | crustacean, fowl, and annelid. Floyd | Floyd | Helzog's body falls limp. The bloodhound turns towards you with Floyd | goggle-like eyes. It chitters and delicately waves its blood-stained Floyd | antennae. Floyd | Floyd | --- Floyd | Floyd | Here ends the introduction to Hey, Jingo! Find the full game at an IF Floyd | Archive near you before March 20, 2003! Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** To be continued *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? | DavidW says, "I don't think I quite understand what just happened." | |||
| inky says, "well, we aren't supposed to know exactly" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I wonder how we're supposed to survive this encounter, if the game was finished. All we have is some gloves and maybe a mask." | ||||
| inky says, "but it appears what happened is a 'bloodhound' was set on our boss by somebody; it came out of the pool, went into the building, and hid behind the bookcase and then leaped out at him" | ||||
| inky says, "my guess is that bloodhounds only attack the person they were sent to attack" | ||||
| DavidW says, "hm, that's possible." | ||||
| Gunther says, "but it had Google-like eyes, so it's looking you up RIGHT NOW" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "One more game?" | ||||
| inky says, "yeah" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Madrigals, Trainstopping, or Southern Gothic?" | ||||
| inky says, "I would vote for the first but I don't have strong feelings" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "or would you like the box where Carol Marol is standing?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
| Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "load ic02madrigals" | ||||
| Floyd says (to DavidW), "Floyd doesn't know that game." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "load ic02madrigal" | ||||
Floyd | > Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The party was going well, even considering the incident with the Floyd | domino game, when Elias announced there was a body in the garden. Of Floyd | course nobody believed him because he was drunk at the time and Floyd | collapsed immediately afterwards, but it did break the festive aura. Floyd | Oh, and there was the business with the mongoose. Mustn't forget the Floyd | mongoose. But perhaps this is best begun at the beginning -- Floyd | Floyd | Madrigals of War and Love Floyd | Short version, for Introcomp 2002 Floyd | Release 1 03-19-02 Floyd | Copyright 2002 by Jason Dyer. Type "license" for information about the Floyd | terms of usage and distribution of this work. Floyd | Type "credits" to see who was involved in making it. Floyd | Hugo v2.5 / Library 25031 Floyd | Floyd | Country-Style Path Floyd | Stones cobble along in a fashion that would suggest the age of Floyd | centuries -- not so. This particular path was built three months ago Floyd | with strategic manipulation of placement patterns to be irregular yet Floyd | inviting. Or so says your friend Horace Malworth-Festins, who Floyd | obviously has never been too fond of his future in-laws. Anyhow, he Floyd | said he'd meet you just up the path here to the north, past all the Floyd | pine trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | Johnny says, "This one's ten minutes tops." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You tend to think of yourself, Thomas Smith, as an adventurer of Floyd | sorts, slaying foul beasts and rescuing maidens and so forth, and Floyd | imagine yourself as good-looking accordingly. Since the "adventurer" Floyd | bit is imaginary so of course is the "good-looking". You've practiced Floyd | hard at the mirror various poses and gestures for causing women to Floyd | swoon but you lack what Frodo calls the Alpha Male Aura. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You're not carrying anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | They've been poking out at you ever since you reached northern Floyd | Arizona. The lack of cacti has made you feel inadequate and less Floyd | versed in the geography hereabouts than you originally thought. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Garden Floyd | It's of the topiaries-with-gratuitous-flowers variety, filled to the Floyd | brim with creatures that stalk and bound and chase, all in vivid Floyd | grasslike renditions. The flowers are single file and wind about in Floyd | circles, like a Spirograph gone awry. There's an oversized gazebo to Floyd | the west, and imposing brick walls delineate paths to the north and Floyd | northeast. Floyd | Floyd | Frodo is here. He looks glum. (That's "Frodo" your friend Horace, not Floyd | the hobbit. Silly nickname from college, your idea, and to repay the Floyd | compliment he started calling you "Merry".) Floyd | Floyd | [1] Frodo! Why the glum face? Floyd | [2] Good afternoon to you, you goober. What mischief have you been up Floyd | to now? Floyd | [3] Hey, Frodo, congrats on the wedding. A week from now isn't it? Floyd | [4] Greetings, Earthling. I come in peace. I am on a survey mission Floyd | and must have all your delicious pastries. Floyd | [5] Hi. Floyd | Floyd | >> | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | 1 Floyd | He notices himself, and makes an awkward attempt to noodle with his Floyd | cheek muscles before responding. Floyd | Floyd | "Let me prod at you first, Merry. How have you been?" Floyd | Floyd | [1] Fine. Floyd | [2] Except for being abducted by aliens last week, quite chipper. Floyd | [3] Taxicab drive was terrible. The driver kept going on about Bruce Floyd | Willis. Floyd | Floyd | >> | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "3" | ||||
Floyd | 3 Floyd | Frodo asks, "Who is Bruce Willis?" Floyd | Floyd | "Never mind," you say. Floyd | Floyd | Frodo says, "Well, I might as well get to my dilemma. Remember my Floyd | prior problem with the horses?" Floyd | Floyd | [1] You mean when you got so addicted you spent $50 of my OWN MONEY on Floyd | a horse that placed last? Floyd | [2] Of course. Floyd | [3] (Lie) Not really. Floyd | Floyd | >> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | 1 Floyd | Frodo looks hurt. "Now, now, I paid you back --" Floyd | Floyd | Frodo continues, "I'm past all that, although every once in a while I Floyd | might *glance* and see how certain ponies are doing. Well, Mr. Jarvis Floyd | had heard about my little addiction and of course I explained how I Floyd | was much more mature now--" Floyd | Floyd | (Snicker.) Floyd | Floyd | "--and he ranted about how he was making sure his daughter was Floyd | marrying someone decent and if he so much as sniffed trouble the Floyd | wedding would be off. Izzy's not the eloping type, she insists it has Floyd | to be a wedding. So, here comes the problem..." Floyd | Floyd | [1] (Uh oh.) Floyd | [2] (If Frodo was the weather, the forecasters would all retire.) Floyd | [3] (Lie) (I'm sure it's nothing too bad.) Floyd | Floyd | >> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | 2 Floyd | "...yesterday when I was over I used the computer in the den to browse Floyd | a few websites. I checked one that I only look at on extremely rare Floyd | occasions but once in a while for old time's sake and quite Floyd | accidentally found myself using the 'Add Bookmark' function and I only Floyd | remembered after I left and Izzy's father locked it up again. He's Floyd | paranoid about people stealing things, you know." Floyd | Floyd | [1] So basically, you're saying you left evidence of your very-rare Floyd | glance at the horse race sheets on your father-in-law's computer and Floyd | you want me to help you destroy said evidence? Floyd | [2] Why do you do this to yourself, Frodo? Floyd | [3] I see you have a harebraned scheme hatching. I've had enough of Floyd | those. I'm out. I'm sworn off since last Tuesday. Floyd | Floyd | >> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | 2 Floyd | Frodo says, "To make a long story short, I need to erase my little Floyd | computer mistake and I need your help." Floyd | Floyd | Frodo asks, "So what do you say, old friend? Help a chum in distress?" Floyd | Floyd | [1] Yes. Floyd | [2] (Lie) No. Floyd | Floyd | >> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | 2 Floyd | You twinge slightly at saying the word. It goes against the Code, Floyd | after all, but fortunately Frodo either isn't convinced or didn't hear Floyd | you very well: Floyd | Floyd | Frodo says, "Good, good. Now, of course it would be easy if I could Floyd | get in now, but the rub is I won't be able to get the key until Floyd | tonight after the party has started, and then I'll be busy keeping up Floyd | appearances. So a short time after the party begins I'll slip you the Floyd | key and you can come up with an excuse to skip off, head to the den, Floyd | do the deed, and come back. The den is the first room at the top of Floyd | the stairs. Simple, right? Floyd | Floyd | [1] (Lie) Yes, your schemes always have an elegant simplicity to them. Floyd | [2] (Lie) Yes, I'm sure absolutely nothing will go wrong. Floyd | Floyd | >> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | 2 Floyd | "Excellent! I'll see you in four hours." Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ah yes, absolutely nothing will go wrong. Floyd | Floyd | Press any key to continue | Gunther asks, "is that really by Ghogg?" | |||
| inky says, "yeah" | ||||
| Gunther says, "wuh" | ||||
| Gunther says, "he seems to confuse sarcasm and lies" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Oversized Gazebo Floyd | The Jarvises have invested as much in lighting as in architectural Floyd | nuance, for there is nary a nook or cranny in this gazebo -- or the Floyd | entire grounds -- that is unlit. You can't make out much roof detail Floyd | through all the glare, compounded by a jostling from one of the pairs Floyd | of dancers skittering across the floor to the accompaniment of new-age Floyd | polka. The support pillars look nice, though, they've got a twirling Floyd | spiral pattern to them and you run your eyes back and forth over the Floyd | edges to pass the time. Going east will get you back to the garden. Floyd | Floyd | Where is that old reprobate Frodo anyway? Floyd | Floyd | On cue, you feel a poke at your back as he whispers in your ear "Big Floyd | trouble, old boy. I poked around the kitchen for the key after dinner Floyd | was over but my wonderfully paranoid in-law has picked a new hiding Floyd | spot. It used to be on the bottom of the cookie tin. You'll have to Floyd | find it yourself. I can't stay away any longer, elsewise I'm sure to Floyd | get a good thrashing." Floyd | Floyd | [1] You're positively absolutely certain you checked very carefully? Floyd | [2] Phone psychics would have such an easy time with you. Floyd | [3] Right then. Floyd | Floyd | >> | inky asks, "it's more intended as a joke on the planescape torment thing, isn't it?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | 1 Floyd | "Yes, I triple checked, the key isn't in there," Frodo says. "You Floyd | might try his ceramics, sometimes he stuffs knickknacks in there." Floyd | Floyd | Your conversation is interrupted as Mrs. Jarvis floats nearby. Floyd | "Horace, dear, I've been looking all over for you, we're going to set Floyd | up the table soon for a game of dominoes. Won't that be nice? Now, Floyd | come along..." and the rest is obscured as Mrs. Jarvis pulls Frodo by Floyd | the arm into the crowd. He waves backward and mouths "Good luck." Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "east?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Right then! Onward to glor-- Floyd | Floyd | You stifle a gasp as the crowds part to reveal the most beautiful Floyd | woman you have ever seen. The green eyes, the delicate loose-hanging Floyd | brown hair which sits tenderly on her shoulders, and she wears a gown Floyd | of deep blue with a bow... Floyd | Floyd | And while you are distracted you ignominiously trip over a stray foot Floyd | and tumble to the floor. Ow. Floyd | Floyd | Oversized Gazebo, on the floor Floyd | Dancers flit about the well-lit floor here in partial rhythm to what Floyd | may or may not be polka music. Going east will get you back to the Floyd | garden. Floyd | Floyd | The Most Beautiful Woman in the World is here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x woman" | ||||
Floyd | She is beyond description. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "talk to woman" | ||||
Floyd | You approach. "Hello, I'm Thomas. And you are?" Floyd | Floyd | She turns to you. Her eyes glimmer like stars. "Clara. Clara Floyd | Anderson." | DavidW says, "TRY AGAIN" | |||
Floyd | Floyd | [1] It is a great pleasure to meet you. Floyd | [2] You have the most beautiful eyes. Floyd | [3] Poets would fail if they attempted to describe your exquisite Floyd | beauty, composers would be helpless trying to compose serenades to Floyd | your honor, painters would throw down their brushes in despair when Floyd | they fail to capture your perfection. Floyd | Floyd | >> | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "3" | ||||
Floyd | 3 Floyd | So many possible opening lines, which would be best? You prepare Floyd | yourself, take a deep breath, and say: Floyd | Floyd | "Grm grumgrm." Floyd | Floyd | "What was that again?" Clara asks. She tilts her head, causing her Floyd | hair to fall at an angle that glints in the light. Floyd | Floyd | [1] My apologies, I was going to comment on how lovely you were but Floyd | words failed me momentarily. Floyd | [2] You have the most beautiful eyes. Floyd | [3] I would travel the seas and the rivers for you, the mountains and Floyd | the forests, the deserts and the swamps, no destination too far, no Floyd | summit too unreachable. Floyd | Floyd | >> | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "3" | ||||
Floyd | 3 Floyd | "Magumum murmerm grm. Grm lim mimamum." Floyd | Floyd | She smiles a moment -- ah, her lovely teeth! -- and says, "It was very Floyd | nice meeting you, Thomas." -- and she turns and walks into the crowd Floyd | and the dancers swirl in front of your vision and you have images of Floyd | roses, ever so briefly. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "We can send email to Frodo from the honeymoon suite in Guatemala, yes?" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Oversized Gazebo, on the floor Floyd | Dancers flit about the well-lit floor here in partial rhythm to what Floyd | may or may not be polka music. Going east will get you back to the Floyd | garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Well, duty calls. You spare one last look at the crowd to see if you Floyd | can see Clara -- there? no, she is gone for now, and there's work to Floyd | do. Alas. Floyd | Floyd | You trudge onward to... Floyd | Floyd | Garden Floyd | It's of the topiaries-with-gratuitous-flowers variety, filled to the Floyd | brim with creatures that stalk and bound and chase, all in vivid Floyd | grasslike renditions. The flowers are single file and wind about in Floyd | circles, like a Spirograph gone awry. There's an oversized gazebo to Floyd | the west, and imposing brick walls delineate paths to the north and Floyd | northeast. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | [At the moment imagine any continuation you like.] Floyd | Floyd | *** You have completed the introduction *** Floyd | Floyd | The game has ended. Do you want to (R)ESTART, R(E)STORE a saved game, Floyd | (U)NDO your last turn, or (Q)UIT? | DavidW says, "stand" | |||
| inky says, "apparently we stood implicitly" | ||||
| inky says, "whoah, ok, that was shorter than I remembered" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "huh. And that's it?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "We didn't even get a chance to offer a cheese square to our beloved." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "And what about the chase scene with the mongoose?" | ||||
| inky says, "no cheese, no chase" | ||||
| inky says, "no chaase" | ||||
| DavidW says, "chdrat" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "well, three games played in two hours. Are we satisfied for today?" | ||||
| inky says, "I think that is a pretty good run" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I think so." | ||||
| Johnny says, "MAYBE" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I'm not sure what the plan is for next week. Jacqueline should be back then." | ||||
| inky asks, "is next week the introcomp results?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh, yeah, could be." | ||||
| DavidW says, "And I think I have today and tomorrow to play and vote." | ||||
| inky says, "you can do it!" | ||||
| DavidW says, "heh. Well, I will try." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Thanks all for playing! See you at the IntroComp Awards." | ||||
| inky says, "huzzah" | ||||
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