  
 
The idea behind ClubFloyd is that each week at a pre-arranged time, a group of people meet online to cooperatively play a game of interactive fiction. Below is a transcript of Yak Shaving for Kicks and Giggles!, written by J. J. Guest. Yak Shaving for Kicks and Giggles! was originally released as part of the Odd Competiton, where it took third place. You can learn more about the game, including how to download it, by visiting the ifWiki.WARNING! Below you will find a transcript of people playing this game, and it goes without saying that the transcript is full of spoilers. So, if you've never played this game, and think you might like to at some point, I do not recommend reading any further. Instead, you might want to return to the interactive fiction page. |
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| DavidW says (to Floyd), "load yakshaving" | ||||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | You are Steve Goodwin. You're a regular guy, young, successful, Floyd | dynamic. Recently promoted to the post of junior marketing executive at Floyd | the Funhouse Novelty Company, you're the one who comes up with all Floyd | those zany items you can buy for a Dollar in the pages of Cosmic Floyd | Comics. Floyd | Floyd | But something is missing in your life. A nagging question gnaws at your Floyd | soul, undermines your joy at your new-found success and interferes with Floyd | the very business of living. But this is not a answer you can find in Floyd | the pages of any book; for what you yearn to know is the very meaning Floyd | of life itself! Floyd | Floyd | But then you learned about a man, a guru of great wisdom, endowed with Floyd | the miraculous supreme realisation who could teach him the secrets of Floyd | the universe. A six hundred year old hermit living at the top of a Floyd | mountain in a kingdom most right-thinking people assume to be a myth. A Floyd | man known as the Dada Lama! Floyd | Floyd | And this is why we find you now, after many months of journeying, of Floyd | fruitless searching, beaten and battered by the uncaring elements, in Floyd | this mysterious valley hidden deep within the mountains... Floyd | Floyd | ...the mystical valley of Shangri-La! Floyd | Floyd | Yak Shaving for Kicks and Giggles! Floyd | A Philosophical Odyssey by J. J. Guest Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 100518 / Inform 7 build 5Z71 (I6/v6.31 lib Floyd | 6/12N) Floyd | Floyd | Shangri-La Floyd | You weren't sure what to expect from the mystic valley of Shangri-La. Floyd | You'd heard all the stories of course -- a land of mystery and Floyd | matchless beauty where life is lived in tranquil wonder, beyond the Floyd | grasp of a doomed world! That's what it said in the brochure, anyway... Floyd | Floyd | What you weren't expecting was a caravan park. But there's no mistaking Floyd | the large sign over the entrance: "Shangri-La Caravan Park welcomes the Floyd | pure of soul -- 200 Spaces Available." Most of the spaces are empty. Floyd | Floyd | Directly ahead is perhaps the loveliest mountain you have ever seen; an Floyd | almost perfect cone of snow, it is as though a small child had dropped Floyd | a Cornetto in the middle of the valley. A broad path leads north to the Floyd | mountain, and on either side are narrow trails leading northeast and Floyd | northwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| eladnarra arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | EmacsUser says, "Hi, eladnarra and jizaboz." | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | Your long journey has left you looking a bit frayed around the edges. Floyd | Your hand-tooled Mexican boots are curled up at the toes and your Floyd | elaborately embroidered Afghan coat is falling apart at the seams. Floyd | You've looked better, and you'd be feeling a lot better too if you Floyd | hadn't eaten that dodgy burger at the Happy Eater on the M4. Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra says, "hi" | |||
| DavidW asks, "Is a Cornetto an ice cream cone brand?" | ||||
| eladnarra says, "yes. yummy~" | ||||
| inky says, "yeah" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky | For a long time the idea of selling frozen ice-cream cones had been impractical, as the ice cream would soak into the cone during the manufacturing process and make it soggy and unpalatable when served. It was in 1959 that Spica[1], an Italian ice-cream manufacturer based in Naples, overcame this problem by insulating the inside of the waffle cone from the ice-cream with a coating of oil, sugar and chocolate. | |||
| inky | The brand was marketed by a successful advertising campaign which placed the Italian song O Sole Mio into a variety of stereotypical Italian locations and situations, with its lyrics changed to:[1] Just one Cornetto, give it to me, delicious ice-cream, of Italy, vanilla and choco dream, Give me Cornetto, from Wall's ice cream. | ||||
| DavidW says, "wow. That sounds yummy indeed." | ||||
| DavidW says, ">eat mountain" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x mountain" | ||||
Floyd | To the north is the Mystic Mountain, an almost perfect cone of snow Floyd | that rises from the centre of the valley. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x spaces" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "eat cone" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "Hi EmacsUser" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | jmac exclaims, "I am just poking my head in to see how Club Floyd works. Nifty. Will play later, when I have an appropriate amount of attention to give to it!" | |||
| jmac has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | * jmac has left the channel. | |||
| Gerynar asks, "we're supposed to pay attention?" | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Are we ready to change locations?" | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "Yea" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra asks, "trying to get my bearings... what game is this?" | |||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "x jacket" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "As far as I understand, it's a beta of an extended version of Yak Shaving." | |||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "x coat" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to eladnarra), "Yak Shaving for Grins and Giggles!" | |||
| DavidW says (to EmacsUser), "I'm ready" | ||||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra says, "hahaha, sounds interesting~ still mightily confused, think I'll just watch for now :D" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser looks up the word ``frug.'' | |||
| EmacsUser says, "frug - n. a vigorous dance to pop music, popular in the mid-1960s." | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x barn" | ||||
Floyd | A windowless wooden box of no great architectural merit. The builder Floyd | has thoughtfully provided an opening through which to enter. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Ha." | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x flowers" | ||||
Floyd | If you were a botanist you'd realise that many of these precious Floyd | flowers are endemic to this little-known, largely unexplored region. Floyd | Unfortunately you're not, so to you they're just a lot of pretty Floyd | flowers that add a splash of colour to an otherwise unprepossessing Floyd | location. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "smell flowers" | ||||
Floyd | Ah! The delicate fragrance of alpine flowers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take flowers" | ||||
Floyd | You decide to leave the flowers alone. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz asks, "Enter the barn?" | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "stomp the flowers" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "enter barn" | ||||
Floyd | You take a few steps inside the yak shed, but the smell is so Floyd | overpowering that within moments you are outside again, gasping for Floyd | air. If you've ever wondered how a hamster cage would smell to a Floyd | bloodhound, now you know. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hold nose" | ||||
Floyd | That seems to be a part of yourself. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser asks, "Flowers are perhaps a solution?" | |||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "take flowers" | ||||
Floyd | You decide to leave the flowers alone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "smell" | ||||
Floyd | You smell nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "harvest flowers" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra says, "hm" | |||
| DavidW says, "In one Infocom game, you need a clothespin on your nose to handle a horrid smell." | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "frug" | ||||
Floyd | You begin to clambake like nobody's business. Groovy, man. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ha ha" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Nice." | ||||
| eladnarra says, "<3" | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "clambake" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "well, the flowers were flugging" | |||
| eladnarra says, "makes perfect sense~" | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Shall we explore further?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "please do" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Moraine Floyd | You are standing at the foot of the glacier, a sheer wall of ice that Floyd | would dwarf the tallest skyscraper. For thousands of years it has Floyd | followed this valley like the world's most doggedly determined Slush Floyd | Puppie. Scattered around are immense boulders deposited here by the Floyd | glacier during its inexorable retreat. Who knows what else might have Floyd | been swept up in this monstrous river of ice? Floyd | Floyd | To the south the holy mountain broods over the valley like a Floyd | thundercloud. Narrow trails lead southeast and southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "These room descriptions are a lot of fun." | |||
| DavidW says, "yes" | ||||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "x glacier" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the ice is covered with a thick layer of frost, which Floyd | the light cannot penetrate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x boulders" | ||||
Floyd | Enormous chunks of rock deposited here by the glacier. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Also that 'Who knows what' question is a screaming hint to search." | |||
| EmacsUser nods. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "search ice" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "climb glacier" | ||||
Floyd | I don't think much is to be achieved by that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search boulders" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x boulders" | ||||
Floyd | Enormous chunks of rock deposited here by the glacier. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ice" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the ice is covered with a thick layer of frost, which Floyd | the light cannot penetrate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x frost" | ||||
Floyd | The surface of the ice is covered with a thick layer of frost, which Floyd | the light cannot penetrate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dig" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "enter glacier" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "rub frost" | ||||
Floyd | You rub away a patch of frost and gaze into the pure ice, clear as Floyd | crystal. For the briefest of moments you glimpse another face, leathery Floyd | and ancient, staring back at you. Something, or someone, has been Floyd | trapped in the ice - perhaps for aeons! Within seconds the ice has Floyd | frosted over again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "rub ice" | ||||
Floyd | You rub away a patch of frost and gaze into the pure ice, clear as Floyd | crystal. For the briefest of moments you glimpse another face, leathery Floyd | and ancient, staring back at you. Something, or someone, has been Floyd | trapped in the ice - perhaps for aeons! Within seconds the ice has Floyd | frosted over again. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Yikes." | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "chip ice" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra says, "oo, mystery~" | |||
| DavidW says, "hm. I suppose we need an ice pick or dragon or something to cut away or melt the ice." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Continue on?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "please" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Plot 108 Floyd | That you are standing outside the caravan of one of Shangri-La's Floyd | permanent residents is evidenced by the fact that a tiny section of Floyd | garden has been fenced off. This garden consists of a small patch of Floyd | meticulously raked gravel, with, placed at harmonious intervals, two Floyd | potted bonsai trees, three garden gnomes (all in the lotus position) Floyd | and the inevitable plastic flamingo. The door to the caravan is open, Floyd | revealing a curtain of colourful plastic ribbons that flutter in the Floyd | breeze. Floyd | Floyd | Paths lead west to the mystic mountain, northwest to the glacier and Floyd | southwest to the camp entrance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x gnomes" | ||||
Floyd | Apart from their attitude of mediation, they look just like common or Floyd | garden garden gnomes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "look at flamingo" | ||||
Floyd | You can't help but marvel at how incredibly lifelike it is. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser exclaims, "Lots of objects here!" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Ooh, the flamingo sounds promising." | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "pet flamingo" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "wake flamingo" | ||||
Floyd | You can only do that to something animate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "take flamingo" | ||||
Floyd | You don't want to disturb the harmony of the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says (to djfletch), "Good thought." | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x caravan" | ||||
Floyd | (the monk's caravan) Floyd | A tiny teardrop trailer, neat, tidy and well cared for. The door is Floyd | open, revealing a curtain of colourful plastic ribbons that flutter in Floyd | the breeze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x gravel" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | Tiny little trees that make the garden gnomes look curiously like Floyd | giants. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ribbons" | ||||
Floyd | As well as making a stylish design statement, this curtain of colourful Floyd | plastic ribbons is good for keeping out flies. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x fence" | ||||
Floyd | A ridiculous plastic picket fence about a foot high. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take ribbons" | ||||
Floyd | You decide not to waste any time fooling with the ribbon curtain. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I suspect we just want to go into the caravan." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Perhaps we can enter, though." | ||||
| Gerynar says, "an open door sounds almost like an inventation" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Timing." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Monk's Cell Floyd | The inside of this tiny caravan is completely bare as befits a monk's Floyd | cell. Only the fitted furniture remains, and presumably its owner's few Floyd | possessions are secreted away in the handy under-seat storage areas. Floyd | The only other feature is the colourful ribbon curtain through which Floyd | you entered. Floyd | Floyd | Sat cross-legged on the built in sofa is a tiny monk with a Floyd | disproportionately large shaven head. He appears to be deep in Floyd | mediation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "monk, hello" | ||||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "x monk" | ||||
Floyd | There is no reply. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | This must be one of those monks who sit in meditation for days or even Floyd | months and years without ever feeling the need for food or water. He's Floyd | probably another disciple of the Lama on a quest for enlightenment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "meditate" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "enlighten monk" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Try 'talk to monk' or 'ask monk about something'" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "talk to monk" | ||||
Floyd | To start a conversation, try to ASK the monk ABOUT something or TELL Floyd | the monk ABOUT something. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ask monk about yak" | ||||
Floyd | The monk is too deep in his meditative trance to heed your words. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "ask monk about glacier" | ||||
Floyd | The monk is too deep in his meditative trance to heed your words. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "kick monk" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wake monk" | ||||
Floyd | No amount of prodding or poking can stir the monk from his reverie. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wake monk" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | No amount of prodding or poking can stir the monk from his reverie. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Monk's Cell | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "meditate" | ||||
Floyd | The inside of this tiny caravan is completely bare as befits a monk's Floyd | cell. Only the fitted furniture remains, and presumably its owner's few Floyd | possessions are secreted away in the handy under-seat storage areas. Floyd | The only other feature is the colourful ribbon curtain through which Floyd | you entered. Floyd | Floyd | Sat cross-legged on the built in sofa is a tiny monk with a Floyd | disproportionately large shaven head. He appears to be deep in Floyd | mediation. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "tickle monk" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "sit" | ||||
Floyd | (on the sofa) | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "search under seat" | ||||
Floyd | The sofa is already occupied by a monk. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x furniture" | ||||
Floyd | A built-in sofa upholstered in a restful paisley moquette. The seat of Floyd | the sofa is hinged to provide additional storage beneath. The sofa is Floyd | closed, and there is a monk on top. Floyd | Floyd | > | zarf says, "'mediation', eh" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look under seat" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open sofa" | ||||
Floyd | (first removing the monk) Floyd | You put your arms around the monk and attempt to haul him off the sofa, Floyd | but inspite of his small stature he seems to weigh a tonne. It is as Floyd | though he is nailed to the spot. You don't even succeed in breaking his Floyd | meditative trance. Floyd | Floyd | You'd have to remove the monk from the lid first. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Oops, didn't read carefully." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Huh." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "yell" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "shout" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "tell monk wake up" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser asks, "Out?" | |||
| DavidW says, "well, there's at least one unseen location we can still visit" | ||||
| djfletch says, "ask monk about levitation" | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "ask monk about levitation" | ||||
Floyd | The monk is too deep in his meditative trance to heed your words. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "heh." | |||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Plot 108 Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "verbose" | EmacsUser exclaims, "?!" | |||
Floyd | Yak Shaving for Kicks and Giggles! is now in its "verbose" mode, which Floyd | always gives long descriptions of locations (even if you've been there Floyd | before). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Plot 108 Floyd | That you are standing outside the caravan of one of Shangri-La's Floyd | permanent residents is evidenced by the fact that a tiny section of Floyd | garden has been fenced off. This garden consists of a small patch of Floyd | meticulously raked gravel, with, placed at harmonious intervals, two Floyd | potted bonsai trees, three garden gnomes (all in the lotus position) Floyd | and the inevitable plastic flamingo. The door to the caravan is open, Floyd | revealing a curtain of colourful plastic ribbons that flutter in the Floyd | breeze. Floyd | Floyd | Paths lead west to the mystic mountain, northwest to the glacier and Floyd | southwest to the camp entrance. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Oh." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "x path" | ||||
Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ask acolyte about dada" | ||||
Floyd | "His holiness the Dada Lama, Exalted Master of the Cerulean Mist, will Floyd | be able to answer all your questions," says the acolyte dismissively, Floyd | "I'm just a lowly acolyte, what would I know about that?" Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "look at flag" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x flags" | ||||
Floyd | On second glance, the "prayer flags" turn out to be the Dada Lama's Floyd | laundry, attached to the ropes with clothes pegs. You try not to look Floyd | too closely at the Guru's undergarments with their dried-in stains, but Floyd | your eye can't help being drawn to a single yak's wool sock also pegged Floyd | to the line. The thing is simply enormous. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take sock" | ||||
Floyd | You unpeg the yak's wool sock from the clothes line. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a clothes peg Floyd | a yak's wool sock Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Poor acolyte." | |||
| DavidW says, "well well. We have a clothes peg now." | ||||
| eladnarra says, "woot~" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wear peg" | ||||
Floyd | You place the clothes peg on your nose. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz says, "Yup, just like the infocom game.. can't remember which one though" | |||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "ask acolyte about yak" | ||||
Floyd | "His holiness the Dada Lama, Ascended Master of Mystic Power, will be Floyd | able to answer all your questions," says the acolyte dismissively, "I'm Floyd | just a lowly acolyte, what would I know about that?" Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Leather Goddesses of Phobos" | |||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "catch fly with chopsticks" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "look in sock" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "wear sock" | ||||
Floyd | It's way too big for you. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | "One moment," says the acolyte, "a true seeker after truth renounces Floyd | all his worldly possessions. If you seek an audience with his holiness Floyd | the Dada Lama, you'll have to give that yak's wool sock to me. Plus Floyd | anything else you might have about your person; watch, jewelery, credit Floyd | card et cetera." Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "It's also like a certain game by Jeremy Freese." | |||
| DavidW says, "I don't wanna give our stuff to the acolyte. Maybe drop it elsewhere." | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a clothes peg (being worn) Floyd | a yak's wool sock Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "drop sock" | ||||
Floyd | "Oh, that's right" says the acolyte, "just strew your worldy goods all Floyd | over the landscape, why don't you? You have no respect for the sanctity Floyd | of nature! Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lionheart asks, "If the caravan is delapidated, does that mean it had the rabbits in the hamster wheel engine taken out?" | Jizaboz asks, "how bout we check out the barn now?" | |||
| eladnarra says, "hahaha" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a clothes peg (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take sock" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sock" | ||||
Floyd | This sock is so big you could fit it over your head. You can't imagine Floyd | what kind of creature could have such an abominably big foot. What Floyd | happened to other sock is a riddle that will probably never be solved. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "barn sounds like a good idea to me" | |||
| DavidW says, "yes" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | The only directions you can take from here are in to the caravan or Floyd | down a meandering path to the valley floor. In every other direction Floyd | lie sheer drops or dangerous scree slopes. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "enter shed" | ||||
Floyd | Clothes peg firmly in place, you step bravely into the yak shed. Floyd | Floyd | Yak Shed Floyd | The yak shed is a gloomy wooden structure of rickety construction. Floyd | Enormous piles of dung take up most of the available floorspace; shafts Floyd | of light from cracks in the ceiling illuminating thousands of buzzing Floyd | flies. Floyd | Floyd | A solitary yak stands in the middle of the shed, its shaggy pelt Floyd | illuminated by a shaft of sunlight. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "look at yak" | ||||
Floyd | You see nothing special about the yak. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x pelt" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ride yak" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x dung" | ||||
Floyd | The manufacture of dung is the one thing that yaks are really good at, Floyd | apart that is from growing hair and smelling really bad. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "smell yak" | ||||
Floyd | You smell nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "show sock to yak" | ||||
Floyd | The yak is unimpressed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "take all" | ||||
Floyd | yak: I don't suppose the yak would care for that. Floyd | enormous piles of dung: And what exactly would you do with armfuls of Floyd | yak dung? Not be a hit with the ladies, for one. Floyd | flies: Try as you like, you cannot catch the flies with your bare Floyd | hands. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm. 'x yak' ought to say *something*" | |||
| Jizaboz says, "yeah, I found that odd too" | ||||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "smell dung" | ||||
Floyd | You smell nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser wonders if we need chopsticks. | |||
| DavidW says, "good grief. Do we need chopsticks? (tmg)" | ||||
| Gerynar says, "we're wearing the clothes pin so we can't smell" | ||||
| Nitku leaves. | Lionheart asks, "I know that and you know that, but does the game know that?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Just to try..." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "shave yak" | ||||
Floyd | A razor is a prerequisite to shaving. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "remove pin" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search yak" | ||||
Floyd | a yak's wool sock Floyd | a clothes peg (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under yak" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "take off clothes peg" | ||||
Floyd | You think better of removing the peg. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search dung" | EmacsUser says (to eladnarra), "Thanks." | |||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Yak Shed Floyd | The yak shed is a gloomy wooden structure of rickety construction. Floyd | Enormous piles of dung take up most of the available floorspace; shafts Floyd | of light from cracks in the ceiling illuminating thousands of buzzing Floyd | flies. Floyd | Floyd | A solitary yak stands in the middle of the shed, its shaggy pelt Floyd | illuminated by a shaft of sunlight. Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra says, "~" | |||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "eat yak" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the yak) Floyd | I don't suppose the yak would care for that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "push yak" | ||||
Floyd | That would be less than courteous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sunlight" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a yak's wool sock Floyd | a clothes peg (being worn) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ceiling" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x flies" | ||||
Floyd | You see nothing special about the flies. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "tip yak" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "take yak" | ||||
Floyd | I don't suppose the yak would care for that. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "There's still the valley to explore too." | |||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "ask yak about monk" | ||||
Floyd | Bovines are not known for their scintilating repartee. This beast, Floyd | being an unexceptional example of her breed, merely responds to your Floyd | enquiry with a quizzical look. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz asks, "Out?" | |||
| eladnarra says, "hehe" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I guess we can't do much here yet." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "not without a razor" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "or chopsticks" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Oh. The valley is the foot of the mountain." | ||||
| Lionheart asks, "And then a spinning wheel, perhaps, to weave a sock?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search flowers" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser asks, "Could the sock be useful at the glacier?" | |||
| DavidW says, "oh. missed that we moved" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Sorry." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | djfletch says, "I don't really understand how the geography works" | |||
| DavidW says (to EmacsUser), "I'm thinking the sock is to be worn by something with a 'big foot'." | ||||
| djfletch asks, "e.g. where is the mountain relative to the glacier?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Or something who is a 'bigfoot'." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "There's a diamond around the mountain, which has two levels." | ||||
| Lionheart says, "Or a yeti, yes" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "The glacier is north of the cone." | ||||
| djfletch says (to EmacsUser), "I get the map connections - just not sure how they work unless we keep walking through the mountain" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search flowers" | ||||
Floyd | You decide to leave the flowers alone. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says (to djfletch), "Oh, I see." | |||
| DavidW says, "I assume we walk around the mountain." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "The foot of the mountain location, at least, has no northbound connection." | ||||
| Lionheart says, "Since yak-back riding seems out of the question, yeah, let's walk." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "So, in to see the Dada?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "well, we'd have to ditch or hand over our stuff." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Maybe we can put the sock back on the line." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | "You again!" says the Acolyte. "What do you want now?" Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "put sock on line" | ||||
Floyd | Putting things on the clothes line would achieve nothing. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "ask acolyte about chopsticks" | ||||
Floyd | "Get your own!" snaps the acolyte.. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "wear sock" | ||||
Floyd | It's way too big for you. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "remove peg" | ||||
Floyd | You take off the clothes peg. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "peg sock on line" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to peg the yak's wool sock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lionheart says, "Darn I was hoping to wear it like a balaclava" | EmacsUser says, "We can leave everything at the foot of the mountain. I don't think the acolyte will mind it there." | |||
| DavidW says, "I'm not sure. But try it." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | The only directions you can take from here are in to the caravan or Floyd | down a meandering path to the valley floor. In every other direction Floyd | lie sheer drops or dangerous scree slopes. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "down" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||||
Floyd | yak's wool sock: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | clothes peg: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Inner Sanctum Floyd | After your long and arduous journey it's hard not to be disappointed by Floyd | the famous Sanctum Sanctorum of his Holiness the Dada Lama. Sure, Floyd | incense burners and mandalas abound, but there's no getting away from Floyd | the fact that this is nothing more than a shabby old trailer home with Floyd | seating that folds up to provide additional storage. Floyd | Floyd | His holiness the Dada Lama, Exalted Master of Excelling Works, sits in Floyd | the middle of a bubbling hot-tub surrounded by topless beauties. Floyd | Floyd | The brunette massages the old man's scalp whilst the blonde lovingly Floyd | soaps his scanty beard. Floyd | Floyd | "I have been expecting you, oh faithful disciple!" says the Dada Lama Floyd | as you enter. Floyd | Floyd | "You don't look like you were expecting anyone," you reply, glancing at Floyd | the blonde as she ladles hot water over his shiny dome. Floyd | Floyd | "Do not be deceived by appearances, my son." says the Lama, "In Floyd | Shangri-La we live a life of simple austerity. This hot tub is merely Floyd | an illusion. Candy and Mitzi here are neophytes who, like yourself, are Floyd | taking their first faltering steps on the path to enlightenment. You Floyd | seek the ancient wisdom of the exalted masters, yes?" Floyd | Floyd | "Something like that," you reply. Floyd | Floyd | "Well wisdom must be earned. Take this jar of pickled eggs. If you can Floyd | get the lid off, enlightenment will be yours. Now, go!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz says, "haha" | |||
| DavidW says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "open jar" | ||||
Floyd | Though you grapple with the lid until your hands are red raw, you just Floyd | can't open the jar. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I wish *I* had a jar of pickled eggs." | |||
| EmacsUser blinks. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open jar with sock" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz says, "I've always been afraid of them" | |||
| DavidW asks, "really?" | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "They don't seem too... sanitary" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I remember my dad once bringing home this ginormous jar of pickled quail eggs. So yummy." | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "heh, I'd try one before I'd try a pigs foot" | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "Oh quail though... fancy" | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "x eggs" | ||||
Floyd | A jar of eggs, pickled in vinegar. The jar is currently tightly closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "x dada lama" | ||||
Floyd | Small, bald and wrinkled as last night's bedsheets, the Dada Lama is Floyd | either very old or he's been in that hot tub too long. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "well, quail eggs are smaller. They otherwise look and taste identical to hen eggs." | |||
| Jizaboz says, "Neat" | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "ask lama about yak" | ||||
Floyd | "What are you doing here still?" says the Lama, "Have I not given you Floyd | clear instructions? Now, go!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "read jar" | ||||
Floyd | A jar of eggs, pickled in vinegar. The jar is currently tightly closed. Floyd | Floyd | "What are you doing here still?" snaps the Lama. "Did I not give you Floyd | clear instructions? Now, go!" Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "we should, y'know, go" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "take chopsticks" | ||||
Floyd | You try to grab the chopsticks from the acolyte's hands, but his highly Floyd | trained reflexes are just too fast for you. Floyd | Floyd | "Get your own!" he admonishes. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "show jar to acolyte" | ||||
Floyd | The acolyte is unimpressed. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||||
Floyd | acolyte: I don't suppose the acolyte would care for that. Floyd | pair of chopsticks: You try to grab the chopsticks from the acolyte's Floyd | hands, but his highly trained reflexes are just too fast for you. Floyd | Floyd | "Get your own!" he admonishes. Floyd | overhang: That's hardly portable. Floyd | clothes line: That's hardly portable. Floyd | Lama's caravan: That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW clears the save counter. | EmacsUser says, "Um." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "clap one hand" | ||||
Floyd | You attempt to clap with one hand, waving it through the air Floyd | ineffectually. Floyd | Floyd | "It's not as easy as it sounds, is it?" says the acolyte. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Oh. I dropped them at the foot." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "down" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You can see a clothes peg and a yak's wool sock here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||||
Floyd | clothes peg: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | yak's wool sock: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | mountain: That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I'm thinking that the acolyte might open the jar for us." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Haha. | mountain: That's hardly portable." | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "same" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x overhang" | ||||
Floyd | It really is an avalanche waiting to happen. Any loud noise could set Floyd | it off. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "clap" | ||||
Floyd | You attempt to clap with one hand, waving it through the air Floyd | ineffectually. Floyd | Floyd | "It's not as easy as it sounds, is it?" says the acolyte. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "jump on overhang" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to jump. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | You jump on the spot, fruitlessly. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says (to Gerynar), "Good eye." | |||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "shout" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "saw it in the "get all" responses" | |||
| Lionheart says (to floyd), "acolyte, open jar" | ||||
Floyd | The acolyte has better things to do. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "yodel" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "high five acolyte" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "give jar to acolyte" | ||||
Floyd | For a moment you consider handing over the jar of pickled eggs Floyd | (closed), but the chances are you'd never see it again. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open jar with sock" | ||||
Floyd | That doesn't seem to be something you can unlock. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a yak's wool sock Floyd | a clothes peg Floyd | a jar of pickled eggs (closed) Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "put sock on hand" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put sock on jar" | ||||
Floyd | Putting things on the jar of pickled eggs (closed) would achieve Floyd | nothing. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "throw jar at overhang" | ||||
Floyd | Futile. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "get fly with peg" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "high-five acolyte" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser asks, "Should we have searched under the seats during our audience with the dada?" | |||
| DavidW says, "Maybe." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I'd also try digging in the snow everywhere, just in case something's buried that way." | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "dig overhang" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "look at overhang" | ||||
Floyd | It really is an avalanche waiting to happen. Any loud noise could set Floyd | it off. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lionheart says, "This does not strike me as a cruel game that would put something under a seat and not let us get back to it." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a yak's wool sock Floyd | a clothes peg Floyd | a jar of pickled eggs (closed) Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||||
Floyd | yak's wool sock: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | clothes peg: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | jar of pickled eggs (closed): Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "clap acolyte's hand" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Inner Sanctum Floyd | After your long and arduous journey it's hard not to be disappointed by Floyd | the famous Sanctum Sanctorum of his Holiness the Dada Lama. Sure, Floyd | incense burners and mandalas abound, but there's no getting away from Floyd | the fact that this is nothing more than a shabby old trailer home with Floyd | seating that folds up to provide additional storage. Floyd | Floyd | His holiness the Dada Lama, Ascended Master of the Greater Mysteries, Floyd | sits in the middle of a bubbling hot-tub surrounded by topless Floyd | beauties. Floyd | Floyd | The brunette massages the old man's scalp whilst the blonde lovingly Floyd | soaps his scanty beard. Floyd | Floyd | "So, my son, you have returned!" says Lama. "Have you completed the Floyd | task I set you?" Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says (to DavidW), "Sorry. My timing is bad." | |||
| DavidW says, "heh. it happens." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look under seat" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open seat" | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "open couch" | ||||
Floyd | You open the seat, revealing a hairdryer. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take dryer" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | "Hey!" says Mitzy, "Put that back!" Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh ho" | |||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "take hairdryer" | ||||
Floyd | You already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser exclaims, "Run!" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a jar of pickled eggs (closed), a clothes peg and a Floyd | yak's wool sock here. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||||
Floyd | jar of pickled eggs (closed): Taken. Floyd | Floyd | clothes peg: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | yak's wool sock: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | acolyte: I don't suppose the acolyte would care for that. Floyd | pair of chopsticks: You try to grab the chopsticks from the acolyte's Floyd | hands, but his highly trained reflexes are just too fast for you. Floyd | Floyd | "Get your own!" he admonishes. Floyd | overhang: That's hardly portable. Floyd | clothes line: That's hardly portable. Floyd | Lama's caravan: That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "clap acolyte's hand" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra says, "can you use a hairdryer on the glacier...? without it plugged in? O.o" | |||
| Jizaboz asks, "can we melt the ice with the hairdrier?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x hairdryer" | ||||
Floyd | Quite what the Dada Lama wants with a hairdryer is beyond you - the man Floyd | is as bald as a coot. Perhaps it belongs to one of his "disciples". Floyd | Floyd | The hairdryer bears the legend "FOHAT 400 DELUXE". It appears to be Floyd | powered by cosmic electricity, which is handy as there doesn't seem to Floyd | be anywhere to plug it in. Floyd | Floyd | The hairdryer is currently switched off. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Maybe it's an atomic powered hairdryer." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Yay for cosmic electricity" | ||||
| eladnarra says, "oh. you can use it~" | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "i is" | ||||
| Lionheart says, "Yes I think we're on the right track with this" | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh cosmic electricity" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Moraine Floyd | You are standing at the foot of the glacier, a sheer wall of ice that Floyd | would dwarf the tallest skyscraper. For thousands of years it has Floyd | followed this valley like the world's most doggedly determined Slush Floyd | Puppie. Scattered around are immense boulders deposited here by the Floyd | glacier during its inexorable retreat. Who knows what else might have Floyd | been swept up in this monstrous river of ice? Floyd | Floyd | To the south the holy mountain broods over the valley like a Floyd | thundercloud. Narrow trails lead southeast and southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "turn on dryer" | ||||
Floyd | You switch the hairdryer on. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "melt ice" | ||||
Floyd | After many hours of laborious work, you succeed in melting a hole in Floyd | the glacier large enough to climb into. Wreaths of icy vapour exude Floyd | from the hole. Floyd | Floyd | After many hours of laborious work, you succeed in melting a hole in Floyd | the glacier large enough to climb into. Wreaths of icy vapour exude Floyd | from the hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "so... in?" | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "climb into hole" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "look in hole" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lionheart says, "hm" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Ice Cave Floyd | A vast, cathedral-like cavern bathed in an eerie blue glow. Through the Floyd | walls you can make out the shapes of objects entombed in the ice; a Floyd | woolly mammoth, a Viking longboat with full complement of oarsmen, and Floyd | a 1948 Morris Minor two-door saloon. The only exit is back out through Floyd | the hole you made with the hairdryer. Floyd | Floyd | A hole in the ice, just big enough to crawl through, leads out into Floyd | the sunshine. Floyd | Floyd | Slumped in the middle of the cavern is an extraordinary figure. The Floyd | abominable snowman, once thought to be a myth, now a hulking four Floyd | hundred pound fact with muscles like marshmallows! The yeti seems to Floyd | thawing; his face and hands are a healthy pink but his gigantic feet Floyd | are still blue with cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lionheart says, "minor bug there" | EmacsUser nods. | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Put sock on feet?" | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x snowman" | ||||
Floyd | The yeti stands a few feet away, eyeing you amusedly. Floyd | Floyd | The abominable snowman, once thought to be a myth, now a hulking four Floyd | hundred pound fact with muscles like marshmallows and incredibly large, Floyd | incredibly cold feet. Floyd | Floyd | The yeti stomps off towards Moraine. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Eep." | |||
| Lionheart says, "Muscles like Marshmallows? Not as fearsome as previously thought, then" | Jizaboz says, "follow him" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Moraine Floyd | You are standing at the foot of the glacier, a sheer wall of ice that Floyd | would dwarf the tallest skyscraper. For thousands of years it has Floyd | followed this valley like the world's most doggedly determined Slush Floyd | Puppie. Scattered around are immense boulders deposited here by the Floyd | glacier during its inexorable retreat. Who knows what else might have Floyd | been swept up in this monstrous river of ice? Floyd | Floyd | To the south the holy mountain broods over the valley like a Floyd | thundercloud. Narrow trails lead southeast and southwest. Floyd | Floyd | A hole in the ice, just big enough to crawl through, leads into the Floyd | depths of the glacier. Floyd | Floyd | Slumped in the middle of the cavern is an extraordinary figure. The Floyd | abominable snowman, once thought to be a myth, now a hulking four Floyd | hundred pound fact with muscles like marshmallows! The yeti seems to Floyd | thawing; his face and hands are a healthy pink but his gigantic feet Floyd | are still blue with cold. Floyd | Floyd | The yeti stomps off towards Meadow. Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "I bet the yeti's strong enough to open the jar..." | |||
| DavidW says, "uh-huh" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Also, I bet he'd like the sock." | ||||
| Lionheart says, "Might make a good bribe, for those blue tootsies" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "oh wait. We'll need two socks, won't we?" | ||||
| eladnarra says, "well, he has two feet..." | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "heh" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Drat." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "I wonder if he's continuously moving or not." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Slumped in the middle of the cavern is an extraordinary figure. The Floyd | abominable snowman, once thought to be a myth, now a hulking four Floyd | hundred pound fact with muscles like marshmallows! The yeti seems to Floyd | thawing; his face and hands are a healthy pink but his gigantic feet Floyd | are still blue with cold. Floyd | Floyd | The yeti stomps off towards Shangri-La. Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | djfletch asks, "is he going to cause an avalanche?" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Looks like it. Where shall we intercept him?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "yawp" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says (to djfletch), "Oh. Huh." | |||
| Jizaboz says, "maybe save before we keep following? He might cause an avalanche and kill us" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf2" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lionheart says, "Well, if he gets himself buried in an avalance, we'll just thaw him out agaoin" | |||
| eladnarra says, "fingers crossed~" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You make no progress in that direction. However, there are rugged paths Floyd | leading east towards the Mystic Mountain, northeast towards the Floyd | glacier, and southeast to the pass where you first entered the valley. Floyd | You could also, if you felt so inclined, try entering the Yak Shed. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Shangri-La Floyd | You weren't sure what to expect from the mystic valley of Shangri-La. Floyd | You'd heard all the stories of course -- a land of mystery and Floyd | matchless beauty where life is lived in tranquil wonder, beyond the Floyd | grasp of a doomed world! That's what it said in the brochure, anyway... Floyd | Floyd | What you weren't expecting was a caravan park. But there's no mistaking Floyd | the large sign over the entrance: "Shangri-La Caravan Park welcomes the Floyd | pure of soul -- 200 Spaces Available." Most of the spaces are empty. Floyd | Floyd | Directly ahead is perhaps the loveliest mountain you have ever seen; an Floyd | almost perfect cone of snow, it is as though a small child had dropped Floyd | a Cornetto in the middle of the valley. A broad path leads north to the Floyd | mountain, and on either side are narrow trails leading northeast and Floyd | northwest. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Hmm. I am not trained in yeti hunting." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | You hear nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | The yeti arrives from Moraine, the ground trembling under his massive Floyd | feet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "give jar to yeti" | ||||
Floyd | The yeti is in some kind of hypothermic coma, and doesn't react to the | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "yeti, up" | ||||
Floyd | jar of pickled eggs (closed). Floyd | Floyd | The yeti stomps off towards Shangri-La. Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You seem to want to talk to someone, but I can't see whom. Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra asks, "sock first?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Probably." | ||||
| eladnarra says, "or hair dryer" | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "give yeti sock" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Heh." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The yeti arrives from Meadow, the ground trembling under his massive Floyd | feet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "give sock to yeti" | ||||
Floyd | The yeti is in some kind of hypothermic coma, and doesn't react to the Floyd | yak's wool sock. Floyd | Floyd | The yeti stomps off towards Plot 108. Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz says, "whups heh" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser asks, "Suggestions? >put sock on yeti?" | |||
| zarf says, "sure" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "put sock on yeti" | ||||
Floyd | One sock is not much use to anybody. Floyd | Floyd | The yeti stomps off towards Plot 108. Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Thought so. We need two socks." | |||
| eladnarra says, "ack. two socks it is." | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "yup" | ||||
| djfletch says, "so we are looking for a razor to shave a yak to make a sock" | ||||
| Gerynar says, "sounds like a plan" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "knit sock" | ||||
Floyd | You would need a pair of knitting needles for that, or something Floyd | sufficiently similar. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "I would guess the razor's in the monk's caracan in 108 (what with his clean-shaven head)" | |||
| EmacsUser exclaims, "Chopsticks!" | ||||
| eladnarra says, "aha, the chopsticks" | ||||
| DavidW says, "yup" | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "exactly" | ||||
| eladnarra asks, "to the monk?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Ok. So all of the pieces fit together." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to eladnarra), "Sure." | ||||
| Jizaboz asks, "did we ake all in the hole?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "hm. How to wake the monk, though." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "No, we left the cave in a hurry." | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "we should probably go back there" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "I've been driving a lot---someone else should take a turn." | ||||
| eladnarra says, "emote is geographically challenged" | ||||
| eladnarra says, "er. :D" | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Moraine Floyd | You are standing at the foot of the glacier, a sheer wall of ice that Floyd | would dwarf the tallest skyscraper. For thousands of years it has Floyd | followed this valley like the world's most doggedly determined Slush Floyd | Puppie. Scattered around are immense boulders deposited here by the Floyd | glacier during its inexorable retreat. Who knows what else might have Floyd | been swept up in this monstrous river of ice? Floyd | Floyd | To the south the holy mountain broods over the valley like a Floyd | thundercloud. Narrow trails lead southeast and southwest. Floyd | Floyd | A hole in the ice, just big enough to crawl through, leads into the Floyd | depths of the glacier. Floyd | Floyd | The yeti arrives from Meadow, hurling aside any giant boulders that Floyd | stand in his path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Ice Cave Floyd | A vast, cathedral-like cavern bathed in an eerie blue glow. Through the Floyd | walls you can make out the shapes of objects entombed in the ice; a Floyd | woolly mammoth, a Viking longboat with full complement of oarsmen, and Floyd | a 1948 Morris Minor two-door saloon. The only exit is back out through Floyd | the hole you made with the hairdryer. Floyd | Floyd | A hole in the ice, just big enough to crawl through, leads out into Floyd | the sunshine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "x mammoth" | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "get all" | ||||
Floyd | It's beyond your help unfortunately. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | hole in the ice: That's fixed in place. Floyd | woolly mammoth: It's beyond your help unfortunately. Floyd | viking longboat: It's beyond your help unfortunately. Floyd | 1948 Morris Minor two-door saloon: It's beyond your help unfortunately. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison arrives, ready to play with the toys. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mammoth" | ||||
Floyd | It's beyond your help unfortunately. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Ha." | |||
| Jizaboz says, "drat" | ||||
| eladnarra says, "huh" | ||||
| Ellison asks, "have we shaved a yak yet?" | ||||
| Gerynar says, "nope" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Ellison), "Nope. Working on it." | ||||
| Gerynar says, "don't have chopsticks or razor yet" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Ellison), "We haven't found a razor yet." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a yak's wool sock Floyd | a clothes peg Floyd | a jar of pickled eggs (closed) Floyd | a hairdryer Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "interesting" | |||
| eladnarra says, "seems a shame we can't help the mammoth... not that it would be particularly helpful" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I think we need to wake the monk somehow. Or get the overhang to collapse." | ||||
| Gerynar feels sorrier for the vikings | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "We could hairdry the meditator? I stabbing the dark here." | ||||
| Gerynar asks, "so, monk first, or acolyte?" | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "or try heating the overhang" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Jizaboz), "Maybe. But the clue suggested sound." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I'm not really sure where the overhang is, exactly." | ||||
| Gerynar says, "I think we have to make a noise for the overhang (that's how it's clued, IIRC)" | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "melt ice with hairdryer" | ||||
Floyd | The hole in the ice seems to have a melting point higher than the Floyd | temperature of the air expelled by the hairdryer. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Worth a shot anyway." | |||
| Gerynar says, "it's by the acolyte at the top of the mountain" | ||||
| Ellison says, "darn holes-in-ice ruining everything" | ||||
| eladnarra asks, "so avalanche might wake monk?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Hmm. That too." | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Moraine Floyd | You are standing at the foot of the glacier, a sheer wall of ice that Floyd | would dwarf the tallest skyscraper. For thousands of years it has Floyd | followed this valley like the world's most doggedly determined Slush Floyd | Puppie. Scattered around are immense boulders deposited here by the Floyd | glacier during its inexorable retreat. Who knows what else might have Floyd | been swept up in this monstrous river of ice? Floyd | Floyd | To the south the holy mountain broods over the valley like a Floyd | thundercloud. Narrow trails lead southeast and southwest. Floyd | Floyd | A hole in the ice, just big enough to crawl through, leads into the Floyd | depths of the glacier. Floyd | Floyd | Slumped in the middle of the cavern is an extraordinary figure. The Floyd | abominable snowman, once thought to be a myth, now a hulking four Floyd | hundred pound fact with muscles like marshmallows! The yeti seems to Floyd | thawing; his face and hands are a healthy pink but his gigantic feet Floyd | are still blue with cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "well, the yeti is yawping. Perhaps the yeti can affect the overhang." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "We also have the ``tell'' verb. As in ``tell X about yeti.''" | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh right. I forget about 'tell'." | ||||
| Gerynar asks, "so, overhang first then?" | ||||
| djfletch says, "does the yeti ever go up the mountain just now? Maybe we have to make him do that." | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "yeti, follow me" | ||||
Floyd | The yeti stands a few feet away, eyeing you amusedly. Floyd | Floyd | There is no reply. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "tell acolyte about yeti" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "clap both hands" | ||||
Floyd | You can't use multiple objects with that verb. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Heh." | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "turn on dryer" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing happens. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "turn off dryer" | ||||
Floyd | You switch the hairdryer off. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "yawp" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "shout" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "x overhang" | ||||
Floyd | It really is an avalanche waiting to happen. Any loud noise could set Floyd | it off. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "snap fingers" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser asks, "What could lure a yeti?" | |||
| eladnarra says (to Floyd), "sing" | ||||
Floyd | You hum a little ditty. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "x flags" | ||||
Floyd | On second glance, the "prayer flags" turn out to be the Dada Lama's Floyd | laundry, attached to the ropes with clothes pegs. You try not to look Floyd | too closely at the Guru's undergarments with their dried-in stains. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x sigils" | ||||
Floyd | You recognise among them the lamen of the Golden Dawn office of Kerux, Floyd | the ouroboros; ancient emblem of eternity, the astrological glyph of Floyd | the planet Neptune, the Secret Seal of Solomon, the mystical symbol Aum Floyd | in Tibetan script, and The Golden Arches; famous symbol of McDonald's Floyd | restaurants. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "heh...golden arches as mystical sigil" | |||
| Ellison says, "if commercials have taught me anything, we need to enrage the yeti with a Slim Jim or something" | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "turn on dryer" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing happens. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "throw dryer at overhang" | ||||
Floyd | Futile. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser asks, "Gerynar got the yeti to pause by talking to it. Maybe there's a lead there?" | |||
| Ellison says, "I get the impression we need the yeti for the avalanche, too" | ||||
| Gerynar says, "I think EmacsUser's on to something...what with the yeti YAWPing all the time" | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Maybe also, the yeti is tempted by pickled eggs?" | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "heat feet with hairdryer" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "yawp" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Hmm." | |||
| Gerynar says, "i think we might have to go find the yeti" | ||||
| eladnarra asks, "did he stop moving entirely when talked to?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Shangri-La Floyd | You weren't sure what to expect from the mystic valley of Shangri-La. Floyd | You'd heard all the stories of course -- a land of mystery and Floyd | matchless beauty where life is lived in tranquil wonder, beyond the Floyd | grasp of a doomed world! That's what it said in the brochure, anyway... Floyd | Floyd | What you weren't expecting was a caravan park. But there's no mistaking Floyd | the large sign over the entrance: "Shangri-La Caravan Park welcomes the Floyd | pure of soul -- 200 Spaces Available." Most of the spaces are empty. Floyd | Floyd | Directly ahead is perhaps the loveliest mountain you have ever seen; an Floyd | almost perfect cone of snow, it is as though a small child had dropped Floyd | a Cornetto in the middle of the valley. A broad path leads north to the Floyd | mountain, and on either side are narrow trails leading northeast and Floyd | northwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "that's what I'm thinking" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Plot 108 Floyd | That you are standing outside the caravan of one of Shangri-La's Floyd | permanent residents is evidenced by the fact that a tiny section of Floyd | garden has been fenced off. This garden consists of a small patch of Floyd | meticulously raked gravel, with, placed at harmonious intervals, two Floyd | potted bonsai trees, three garden gnomes (all in the lotus position) Floyd | and the inevitable plastic flamingo. The door to the caravan is open, Floyd | revealing a curtain of colourful plastic ribbons that flutter in the Floyd | breeze. Floyd | Floyd | Paths lead west to the mystic mountain, northwest to the glacier and Floyd | southwest to the camp entrance. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Moraine Floyd | You are standing at the foot of the glacier, a sheer wall of ice that Floyd | would dwarf the tallest skyscraper. For thousands of years it has Floyd | followed this valley like the world's most doggedly determined Slush Floyd | Puppie. Scattered around are immense boulders deposited here by the Floyd | glacier during its inexorable retreat. Who knows what else might have Floyd | been swept up in this monstrous river of ice? Floyd | Floyd | To the south the holy mountain broods over the valley like a Floyd | thundercloud. Narrow trails lead southeast and southwest. Floyd | Floyd | A hole in the ice, just big enough to crawl through, leads into the Floyd | depths of the glacier. Floyd | Floyd | Slumped in the middle of the cavern is an extraordinary figure. The Floyd | abominable snowman, once thought to be a myth, now a hulking four Floyd | hundred pound fact with muscles like marshmallows! The yeti seems to Floyd | thawing; his face and hands are a healthy pink but his gigantic feet Floyd | are still blue with cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "pway" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "show eggs to yeti" | ||||
Floyd | The yeti is unimpressed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says (to Ellison), "we're not Elmer Fudd" | |||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "heat feet with hairdryer" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm. The yeti isn't 'in a cavern' at the moment." | |||
| Gerynar says, "perhaps we need to open the eggs" | ||||
| eladnarra says, "yeah, description doesn't change" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Mild bug there." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Or is it that we can see into the cavern?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "no, it's a mild bug." | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "a bit more than mild.." | ||||
| Ellison says, "woo useful betatesting" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Jizaboz), "Well, it doesn't affect winnability." | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "right, doesn't break the game" | ||||
| Gerynar says, "it affects polish though" | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "just really confusing heh" | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "A 'medium' bug" | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "So what shall we do with this guy?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz says, "I really don't have any ideas right now." | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "ask yeti about lama" | ||||
Floyd | The yeti stands a few feet away, eyeing you amusedly. Floyd | Floyd | The yeti is in some kind of hypothermic coma, which makes him a rather Floyd | limited conversationalist. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "ask acolyte about yeti?" | |||
| Gerynar says, "he didn't say anything" | ||||
| DavidW says, "well, ask the acolyte about more stuff." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "We told him, but we didn't ask." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Okay." | ||||
| Gerynar asks, "shall we then?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "There might be a hint on what to do." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ask acolyte about yeti" | ||||
Floyd | "His holiness the Dada Lama, Exalted Master of the Celestial Dragon, Floyd | will be able to answer all your questions," says the acolyte Floyd | dismissively, "I'm just a lowly acolyte, what would I know about that?" Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask acolyte about clapping" | ||||
Floyd | "Oh my god!" says the acolyte suddenly dropping to his knees, "Do you Floyd | know the answer? Tell me! For the love of Buddha, tell me! What is the Floyd | sound of one hand clapping?" He clutches your lapels and drags himself Floyd | up until you are face to face. "Please! You got to help me! He's making Floyd | me do all his laundry until I work it out! Have you seen the state of Floyd | those longjohns?". Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||||
Floyd | yak's wool sock: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | clothes peg: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | jar of pickled eggs (closed): Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | hairdryer: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "hit acolyte" | ||||
Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "tell acolyte about silence" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "tell acolyte about one hand clapping" | ||||
Floyd | You'd like to put the little guy out of his misery, but you have no Floyd | more of an idea than he does. Perhaps you should ask the Lama? Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "tell acolyte cl" | ||||
Floyd | I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ooh" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Aha." | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "tell acolyte about fist" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Inner Sanctum Floyd | After your long and arduous journey it's hard not to be disappointed by Floyd | the famous Sanctum Sanctorum of his Holiness the Dada Lama. Sure, Floyd | incense burners and mandalas abound, but there's no getting away from Floyd | the fact that this is nothing more than a shabby old trailer home with Floyd | seating that folds up to provide additional storage. Floyd | Floyd | His holiness the Dada Lama, Ascended Master of the August Centre of the Floyd | Heavens, sits in the middle of a bubbling hot-tub surrounded by topless Floyd | beauties. Floyd | Floyd | The brunette massages the old man's scalp whilst the blonde lovingly Floyd | soaps his scanty beard. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "ask lama about yeti" | ||||
Floyd | "Tell me, oh Exalted Master, is there really such a thing as the Floyd | abominable snowman?" you ask. Floyd | Floyd | "It is possible," says the Lama, stroking his scanty beard, "that some Floyd | of them may have survived the great ice age.". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ask dada about one hand clapping" | ||||
Floyd | (the Dada Lama about that) Floyd | "Oh great Lama," you say, rather self consciously, "tell me, what is Floyd | the sound of one hand clapping?" Floyd | Floyd | The Lama gives Mitzi a conspiritorial wink before beckoning you closer Floyd | with his finger. Cautiously you lean in to listen to him. Floyd | Floyd | "Closer, closer!" says the Lama. Slightly suspicious now, you lean in Floyd | further with your left ear turned towards him. Floyd | Floyd | "Closer!" whispers the Lama, and by now it's a struggle to avoid Floyd | falling into the hot tub, but somehow you manage. You can feel the Floyd | Exalted Master's hot, eggy breath in your earhole. Floyd | Floyd | And then suddenly he claps you on the ear with one hand. It's a sound Floyd | you won't forget in a hurry. Over the ringing in your ear you can hear Floyd | the ringing of Candy and Mitzi's laughter. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ha!" | |||
| Gerynar says, "heh" | ||||
| eladnarra says, "hehe" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Ow." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask dada about monk" | ||||
Floyd | (the Dada Lama about that) Floyd | "What are you doing here still?" says the Lama, "Have I not given you Floyd | clear instructions? Now, go!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "might we give him the eggs? or did we get the eggs from him?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask dada about meditation" | ||||
Floyd | (the Dada Lama about that) | EmacsUser says, "Yes, from him." | |||
Floyd | "What are you doing here still?" says the Lama, "Have I not given you Floyd | clear instructions? Now, go!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz says, "we got them from him" | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | A lowly acolyte stands guard outside the door to the caravan. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a hairdryer, a jar of pickled eggs (closed), a clothes Floyd | peg and a yak's wool sock here. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to clap with one hand, cupping the other hand over Floyd | his ear the better to hear the sound it makes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||||
Floyd | hairdryer: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | jar of pickled eggs (closed): Taken. Floyd | Floyd | clothes peg: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | yak's wool sock: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | acolyte: I don't suppose the acolyte would care for that. Floyd | pair of chopsticks: You try to grab the chopsticks from the acolyte's Floyd | hands, but his highly trained reflexes are just too fast for you. Floyd | Floyd | "Get your own!" he admonishes. Floyd | overhang: That's hardly portable. Floyd | clothes line: That's hardly portable. Floyd | Lama's caravan: That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte sighs with frustration. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "tell acolyte about one hand clapping" | ||||
Floyd | It's a little hard to explain. Perhaps a demonstration would be in Floyd | order? Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "tell acolyte about one hand clapping" | ||||
Floyd | It's a little hard to explain. Perhaps a demonstration would be in Floyd | order? Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "demonstrate one hand clapping" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "hit acolyte's ear" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "hit ear" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "slap acolyte" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "hit acolyte" | ||||
Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | The acolyte attempts to catch a passing fly with his chopsticks. They Floyd | say that a man who can catch a fly with chopsticks can do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "clap acolyte's ear" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "clap ear" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "clap acolyte" | ||||
Floyd | Just CLAP will suffice. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "clap" | ||||
Floyd | With one hand you clap the acolyte about the face with a sound that Floyd | echoes throughout the valley like thunder. After a moment the look of Floyd | shock on the acolyte's face is replaced with a look of beatific Floyd | understanding. Floyd | | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "clap" | ||||
Floyd | A moment later there is a rumble from the overhang above his head, and Floyd | he is buried under twenty tonnes of snow. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You give yourself a round of applause. With one hand, naturally. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "l" | EmacsUser says, "Ha." | |||
Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a pile of snow here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "search snow" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | zarf asks, "hm. Did that fail to work before the master taught us the trick?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Ach. We need those chopsticks." | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "take snow" | ||||
Floyd | That's fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "dig snow" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says (to zarf), "Yes." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn on dryer" | ||||
Floyd | That's already on. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| djfletch says (to Floyd), "melt snow" | ||||
Floyd | All the cosmic electricity is used up. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ha" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "So yawping it isn't." | ||||
| eladnarra says, "oh dear. the chopsticks D:" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look under snow" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "push snow" | ||||
Floyd | It is fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pile" | ||||
Floyd | A perfect, pristine pile of pure, pearly-white snow. You try to forget Floyd | about the poor little dude buried underneath it. Ah, what the heck. He Floyd | had it coming. A pair of chopsticks are sticking out of the top of the Floyd | pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take chopsticks" | ||||
Floyd | You pluck the chopsticks from the pile of snow. Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra says, "oh. okay then~" | |||
| Jizaboz says, "heh" | ||||
| Ellison says (to zarf), "I dunno" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Opps." | ||||
| Gerynar says, "now we need the razor" | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Shall we catch a fly first?" | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "catch fly with chopsticks" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | djfletch says, "ooh a fly might wake up the monk" | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra says, "flies are in the barn" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wear peg" | ||||
Floyd | You place the clothes peg on your nose. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Clothes peg firmly in place, you step bravely into the yak shed. Floyd | Floyd | Yak Shed Floyd | The yak shed is a gloomy wooden structure of rickety construction. Floyd | Enormous piles of dung take up most of the available floorspace; shafts Floyd | of light from cracks in the ceiling illuminating thousands of buzzing Floyd | flies. Floyd | Floyd | A solitary yak stands in the middle of the shed, its shaggy pelt Floyd | illuminated by a shaft of sunlight. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "huh. I hadn't thought that the flies might disturb the monk. But sounds possible." | |||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "catch fly with chopsticks" | ||||
Floyd | After many, many hours of patient practice, you finally succeed in Floyd | catching a fly with a pair of chopsticks. By this time of course, you Floyd | have also succeeded in acquiring a sore nose (from the clothes peg), a Floyd | headache (from working in near total darkness) and a severe case of Floyd | repetitive strain injury of the wrist. They say a man who can catch a Floyd | fly with a pair of chopsticks can do anything, but oddly enough you Floyd | don't feel like doing anything at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | The fly buzzes angrily. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "This game is crazy." | |||
| DavidW says, "hee" | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x fly" | ||||
Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The fly buzzes angrily. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | A large, bad tempered bluebottle. Floyd | Floyd | The fly buzzes angrily. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | The fly buzzes angrily. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Plot 108 Floyd | That you are standing outside the caravan of one of Shangri-La's Floyd | permanent residents is evidenced by the fact that a tiny section of Floyd | garden has been fenced off. This garden consists of a small patch of Floyd | meticulously raked gravel, with, placed at harmonious intervals, two Floyd | potted bonsai trees, three garden gnomes (all in the lotus position) Floyd | and the inevitable plastic flamingo. The door to the caravan is open, Floyd | revealing a curtain of colourful plastic ribbons that flutter in the Floyd | breeze. Floyd | Floyd | Paths lead west to the mystic mountain, northwest to the glacier and Floyd | southwest to the camp entrance. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Monk's Cell Floyd | The inside of this tiny caravan is completely bare as befits a monk's Floyd | cell. Only the fitted furniture remains, and presumably its owner's few Floyd | possessions are secreted away in the handy under-seat storage areas. Floyd | The only other feature is the colourful ribbon curtain through which Floyd | you entered. Floyd | Floyd | Sat cross-legged on the built in sofa is a tiny monk with a Floyd | disproportionately large shaven head. He appears to be deep in Floyd | mediation. Floyd | Floyd | The fly buzzes angrily. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar asks, "drop the fly?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "yes" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Of course! The ribbons clued the fly." | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "drop fly" | ||||
Floyd | You release the fly. After a moment or two of aimless buzzing around it Floyd | alights upon the vast dome of the monk's shaven head. Like a miniature Floyd | Buzz Aldrin it begins to explore this strange new world on its six Floyd | tiny, featherlight feet. Around and around it goes, with a lack of Floyd | purpose you find almost admirable. You can only imagine the agonies the Floyd | poor monk must be suffering. Floyd | Floyd | Eventually the little man can stand it no more. With a yowl like a Floyd | wounded animal he charges from the room, swatting fruitlessly at his Floyd | scalp with both hands, months and months of patient meditation down the Floyd | pan. If he'd had any hair, he'd be tearing it out right now. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open sofa" | ||||
Floyd | You open the sofa, revealing a disposable razor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take razor" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hooray!" | |||
| Jizaboz exclaims, "Alright!" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Now for the home stretch..." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Shavin' time!" | ||||
| Gerynar says, "let's go shave ourselves a yak" | ||||
| Gerynar says, "timing" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Plot 108 Floyd | That you are standing outside the caravan of one of Shangri-La's Floyd | permanent residents is evidenced by the fact that a tiny section of Floyd | garden has been fenced off. This garden consists of a small patch of Floyd | meticulously raked gravel, with, placed at harmonious intervals, two Floyd | potted bonsai trees, three garden gnomes (all in the lotus position) Floyd | and the inevitable plastic flamingo. The door to the caravan is open, Floyd | revealing a curtain of colourful plastic ribbons that flutter in the Floyd | breeze. Floyd | Floyd | Paths lead west to the mystic mountain, northwest to the glacier and Floyd | southwest to the camp entrance. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Shangri-La Floyd | You weren't sure what to expect from the mystic valley of Shangri-La. Floyd | You'd heard all the stories of course -- a land of mystery and Floyd | matchless beauty where life is lived in tranquil wonder, beyond the Floyd | grasp of a doomed world! That's what it said in the brochure, anyway... Floyd | Floyd | What you weren't expecting was a caravan park. But there's no mistaking Floyd | the large sign over the entrance: "Shangri-La Caravan Park welcomes the Floyd | pure of soul -- 200 Spaces Available." Most of the spaces are empty. Floyd | Floyd | Directly ahead is perhaps the loveliest mountain you have ever seen; an Floyd | almost perfect cone of snow, it is as though a small child had dropped Floyd | a Cornetto in the middle of the valley. A broad path leads north to the Floyd | mountain, and on either side are narrow trails leading northeast and Floyd | northwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear peg" | ||||
Floyd | You're already wearing that! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Clothes peg firmly in place, you step bravely into the yak shed. Floyd | Floyd | Yak Shed Floyd | The yak shed is a gloomy wooden structure of rickety construction. Floyd | Enormous piles of dung take up most of the available floorspace; shafts Floyd | of light from cracks in the ceiling illuminating thousands of buzzing Floyd | flies. Floyd | Floyd | A solitary yak stands in the middle of the shed, its shaggy pelt Floyd | illuminated by a shaft of sunlight. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "shave yak" | ||||
Floyd | It takes you three days of painstaking work to denude the yak of every Floyd | last hair, during which time you subsist on the fleas, ticks and lice Floyd | that infest the animal. Finally you stand back and admire your Floyd | handiwork. It's a pretty scrawny looking beast without its wool. Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser says, "Eww." | |||
| DavidW says, "so gross" | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "knit wool with chopsticks" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to knit. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "protien" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "knit sock" | ||||
Floyd | Knit one, pearl one... Granny taught you well. After just three months Floyd | of patient work, and four hundred and eighty-three dropped stitches, Floyd | you produce a sock that more or less exactly resembles the other one. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "protein*" | |||
| zarf says, "this game has a weird time sense." | ||||
| eladnarra says, "such perserverance O.o" | ||||
| Gerynar says, "it was an OddComp entry (according to IFDB)" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a pair of yak's wool socks Floyd | a disposable razor Floyd | a pair of chopsticks Floyd | a clothes peg (being worn) Floyd | a jar of pickled eggs (closed) Floyd | a hairdryer Floyd | Floyd | > | djfletch says, "pearl -> purl" | |||
| DavidW says, "yeah, it should be spelt 'purl' here." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser wonders if there's a better way. | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "uh, I don't think this works." | |||
| WeirdBeard arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | EmacsUser asks, "Does it not wander aimlessly?" | |||
| Jizaboz says (to clubfloyd), "wait." | DavidW says, "I'm not sure how he's coded yeti movement, but it doesn't seem tied to waiting." | |||
| Jizaboz says (to clubfloyd), "wait" | djfletch says, "try one of the outer locations - not sure if it has ever been in the middle" | |||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "wait" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "wait" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | eladnarra asks, "is the Yeti not where we left him?" | |||
| Jizaboz says (to floyd), "wait" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "w" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | Here, in the foothills of the mountains is a meadow of lush grass, Floyd | strewn with boulders and dotted with tall wild flowers that frug and Floyd | shimmy in the breeze. A pastoral idyll in other words, marred only by Floyd | the fact that someone has erected a barn smack in the middle of it. A Floyd | windowless wooden box, this barn, of no great architectural merit. Floyd | Daubed above the entrance are the words "Yak Shed". Floyd | Floyd | To the east, a rugged path leads down into the valley whilst other, Floyd | more ordinally inclined paths lead northeast and southeast. Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "we should go to the yeti." | |||
| Jizaboz says (to EmacsUser), "Thanks" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Moraine Floyd | You are standing at the foot of the glacier, a sheer wall of ice that Floyd | would dwarf the tallest skyscraper. For thousands of years it has Floyd | followed this valley like the world's most doggedly determined Slush Floyd | Puppie. Scattered around are immense boulders deposited here by the Floyd | glacier during its inexorable retreat. Who knows what else might have Floyd | been swept up in this monstrous river of ice? Floyd | Floyd | To the south the holy mountain broods over the valley like a Floyd | thundercloud. Narrow trails lead southeast and southwest. Floyd | Floyd | A hole in the ice, just big enough to crawl through, leads into the Floyd | depths of the glacier. Floyd | Floyd | Slumped in the middle of the cavern is an extraordinary figure. The Floyd | abominable snowman, once thought to be a myth, now a hulking four Floyd | hundred pound fact with muscles like marshmallows! The yeti seems to Floyd | thawing; his face and hands are a healthy pink but his gigantic feet Floyd | are still blue with cold. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says (to Floyd), "give socks to yeti" | ||||
Floyd | Gingerly you tug the socks over the yeti's enormous tootsies, and Floyd | having lit the blue touchpaper, stand back. After a few moments, his Floyd | eyelids flicker. A few moments after that, his eyes flick open, he Floyd | jumps to his feet, does a little dance and gives you big, hairy, smelly Floyd | bear-hug before crashing out into the open air. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz says, "I was just checking to see if he's roaming all around" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x yeti" | ||||
Floyd | The yeti stands a few feet away, eyeing you amusedly. Floyd | Floyd | The abominable snowman, once thought to be a myth, now a hulking four Floyd | hundred pound fact with muscles like marshmallows and incredibly large, Floyd | incredibly cold feet. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "I thought he was supposed to be in a coma" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "give jar to yeti" | ||||
Floyd | "Say, you couldn't lend me a paw with this jar, could you, man?" you Floyd | say, "It's really been bugging me." Floyd | Floyd | The yeti gives you a big, yellow, snaggle-toothed grin. He takes the Floyd | jar in his huge gnarly hands, pops off the lid like it was nothing, and Floyd | hands it back to you lidless. Far out. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jizaboz says, "and his feet are still cold" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x jar" | ||||
Floyd | A jar of eggs, pickled in vinegar. The jar is currently open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "eat egg" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "eat eggs" | ||||
Floyd | You decide the pickled eggs are best left alone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Foot of the Mountain Floyd | Here, at the foot of the mountain you are at last fully able to Floyd | appreciate its immense size. A rough, twisting path becomes a narrow Floyd | traverse that zig-zags its way up the mountainside, its summit obscured Floyd | by mist. Floyd | Floyd | To the west is a pleasant looking meadow, whilst to the east are a Floyd | scattering of caravans. Far away to the north the Valley is blocked by Floyd | a sheer wall of ice; an enormous glacier! Floyd | Floyd | You hear the yeti sounding his barbaric YAWP across the roof of the Floyd | world... Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "I think we need to return the opened jar back to the lama" | |||
| Jizaboz says, "let's take em to dude" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountaintop Floyd | Here, at the peak of the mountain, perched beneath a snow-covered Floyd | overhang, is a 1969 model Sprite Alpine caravan in a delapidated state Floyd | of repair. Mystic sigils have been daubed across its rotting sides. Floyd | Colourful prayer flags flap from ropes tied to the awning poles. Could Floyd | it be that you have finally found the fabled Sanctum Sanctorum of the Floyd | Dada Lama? Floyd | Floyd | A narrow traverse takes you down to foot of the mountain. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a pile of snow here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Inner Sanctum Floyd | After your long and arduous journey it's hard not to be disappointed by Floyd | the famous Sanctum Sanctorum of his Holiness the Dada Lama. Sure, Floyd | incense burners and mandalas abound, but there's no getting away from Floyd | the fact that this is nothing more than a shabby old trailer home with Floyd | seating that folds up to provide additional storage. Floyd | Floyd | His holiness the Dada Lama, Exalted Master of the Slanting Moon, sits Floyd | in the middle of a bubbling hot-tub surrounded by topless beauties. Floyd | Floyd | The brunette massages the old man's scalp whilst the blonde lovingly Floyd | soaps his scanty beard. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "give jar to dada" | ||||
Floyd | (the Dada Lama) Floyd | "I have opened your jar of pickled eggs, oh exalted master," you say, Floyd | holding out the item in question. Floyd | Floyd | "Well, and what have you learned?" replies the ancient one. Floyd | Floyd | "Well," you say, "I had to do a load of stuff, and in order to do that Floyd | I first had to do a load of other stuff, melt a glacier, knit a sock, Floyd | shave a yak..." Floyd | Floyd | "That's it!" says the Lama, splashing excitedly, "in order to do stuff, Floyd | you had to do other stuff, and on and on. That is life. Life is yak Floyd | shaving!" Floyd | Floyd | "And I guess," you say, stroking your beard thoughtfully, "that as long Floyd | as you get a few kicks and have a few giggles along the way, it's Floyd | okay." Floyd | Floyd | "Behold!" cries the Lama, "enlightenment, illumination! I'm afraid I Floyd | can't offer you a cigar or a coconut, but please, help yourself to a Floyd | pickled egg." Floyd | Floyd | "Thanks, I'll pass." Floyd | Floyd | "Please yourself." says the Lama. Floyd | Floyd | "I will," you say, grinning. "I will." Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have won *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| Gerynar says, "yay" | zarf says, "woo" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Yay." | ||||
| Ellison says, "we 'please ourself' as much as the next girl" | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "haha" | ||||
| Jizaboz says, "That was fun" | ||||
| DavidW grins and giggles. | ||||
| djfletch says, "life is indeed yak shaving" | ||||
| zarf says, "adventure-gamer life, doubly so" | ||||
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