  
 
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 The Blind House, written by Amanda Allen as "Maude Overton". The Blind House was originally released as part of the 2010 Interactive Fiction Competition, where it took fourth 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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| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "load blindhouse" | ||||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Help : H Floyd | Start a New Game : (SPACE) Floyd | Restore : R Floyd | Quit : Q Floyd | Floyd | IMPORTANT: If this is your first time playing The Blind House, please Floyd | type H and read the Introduction to The Blind House for some general Floyd | guidelines on how to play. | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Two women. Overcoats, the collars turned against the cold. Windswept Floyd | hair, anxious eyes. Feet shuffling closer to a modest house. Floyd | Floyd | The taller woman, a step behind her companion, suppresses a shiver. Floyd | Her jaw hardens, almost imperceptibly. Floyd | Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Blind House Floyd | An Interactive Fiction by Maude Overton Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 101213 / Inform 7 build 6E72 (I6/v6.31 lib Floyd | 6/12N) Floyd | Graphicless version of competition release - for ClubFloyd. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The wind howls at our backs as Marissa fumbles with the lock on the Floyd | front door. Her little fingers, the tips blue and shrunken, seem to Floyd | struggle with the bulky mortice key. I bite down on my impatience Floyd | before it has a chance to flare. Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | It is uncertainty that holds me back from assisting. It's not exactly Floyd | by invitation that I find myself here - more, by necessity - so my Floyd | grasp of social propriety is somewhat shaken. My nerves, already on Floyd | edge, are further stirred by the unseasonal cold and I rub my hands Floyd | together, more as something to occupy my mind than as a genuine Floyd | attempt to fight the numbness. Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | At last, the lock clicks open and Marissa pushes the door open. Floyd | "Sorry," she murmurs. "Come in. Please." I oblige without delay, Floyd | stepping into the relative warmth and darkness of Marissa's entry Floyd | hall. The dimness, the overall drop in stimulation, is soothing. I try Floyd | not to look too disappointed when she flicks on the light switch. Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | "Is there anything... can I get you something?" Marissa's eyes avoid Floyd | mine as she delicately shrugs off her coat. I get the distinct Floyd | impression she's not accustomed to playing hostess and I feel an Floyd | inconvenient twinge of guilt. I mentally stomp on it. Now is not the Floyd | time for self-doubt. | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | [1] "I'm fine. Thank you, Marissa." Floyd | [2] "Please, don't worry about me. I'm just thankful to be... out of Floyd | the wind." Floyd | [3] "I'm... actually very tired. Would you mind showing me to Floyd | somewhere I could sleep?" Floyd | Floyd | [To respond in dialogue, enter a number, or enter "repeat" to Floyd | reacquaint yourself with the options.] Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "And... now it is up to the folks who haven't played. (I have.)" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Hmm. No chance to ``> x me'' yet." | ||||
| DavidW arrives, ready to play with the toys. | Jacqueline says, "EU, I think that may make you the driver." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to EU), "Not yet, no." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Sorry I'm late." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "oho - there's our David." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Jacqueline), "Oh, ok." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Anyone else here who hasn't played this one?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "(I just woke up.)" | ||||
| Binder says, "I haven't but I'm still caffeinating." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I've already played The Blind House." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Binder), "That's on my mental to-do list." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Binder), "Well, but you're reading, right? Wouldn't want poor EU all on his own." | ||||
| Johnny raises hand. | ||||
| Binder says (to DavidW), "oh, the bootstrapping problem; if I had had coffee, I could make coffee so then I could have coffee." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks (of Johnny), "?" | ||||
| Binder says (to Jacqueline), "Indeed. I'm reading and happy to throw in useless suggestions." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Excellent" | ||||
| Binder says, "For example, I like option 3 here, the Be a Big Jerk opening." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "I chose 3. Why is that a Big Jerk?" | ||||
| Binder says, "It seems the least polite and most standoffish to me." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I mean, I just like to sleep, that's all." | ||||
| Jacqueline shrugs. | ||||
| Johnny says (to EU), "I haven't played this one, other than last week's attempt." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "So, what are you all going to say, then?" | ||||
| Binder exclaims (at Jacqueline), "That's what coffee is to avoid!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Binder), "I wish that worked for me, but it doesn't." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks (of Johnny), "Would you like to drive for now?" | ||||
| Johnny says, "Not in... particular." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Oh. I'll go forward then." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Just woke up." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Just to see a different branch..." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | >"Yes. Yes, of course." She pauses for a moment, staring, then blushes Floyd | and looks away. "I'll show you the... your room. There are extra Floyd | blankets in the cupboard if... if it's cold tonight." Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | We are half way down the hall before I even register we have started Floyd | walking. Floyd | Floyd | Helena's Bedroom (on the bed) Floyd | Floyd | Marissa closes the door behind her and I sigh in relief, sinking down Floyd | on the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena. I'm neatly dressed in a beige overcoat, a white blouse and Floyd | modest brown skirt. My pale hair follows the curve of my spine in a Floyd | long, but practical, plait. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena. I'm holding together. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "And there we are." | |||
| Binder exclaims, "Oh boy, curved spine!" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against the cold, Floyd | unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. I'm wearing my beige overcoat and Floyd | my blouse and skirt. Floyd | | Binder says, "And we're armed! I like us already." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Whoa." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x overcoat" | ||||
Floyd | >It's wool - far too warm for this time of year, but the weather has Floyd | been less than clement and I needed an outer layer when I left the Floyd | house last night. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x knife" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a clean, ordinary kitchen knife. Floyd | | inky says, "incidentally, I saw the movie Black Swan last night, and it totally reminded me of this game" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about knife" | ||||
Floyd | >I suppose it's for self-defence, but I feel an inexplicable Floyd | queasiness when I think about it. Something happened last night that I Floyd | don't wish to contemplate. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x bed" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a single-sized bed, with a panelled bedhead and deep blue duvet. Floyd | There is a minimal bedside table next to the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "unplait hair" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "untie hair" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x hair" | ||||
Floyd | >White-blonde. Even plaited, it nearly reaches my hips. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x duvet" | ||||
Floyd | >Dark blue. It looks warm. Floyd | Floyd | I struggle against the exhausted trembling of my hands. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wear duvet" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to take the duvet) Floyd | I have no reason to take that. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom (on the bed) Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, reflected in a Floyd | portrait-sized mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, Floyd | in the east wall, is a closed door, and right of that is an imposing Floyd | oak cupboard. A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Never know when you'll be attacked by cake." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >There's a mirror facing the foot of the bed. I can't see much Floyd | reflected in it from here. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open cupboard" | ||||
Floyd | >(first getting off the bed) Floyd | The room dips threateningly as I get to my feet. My limbs attempt to Floyd | tremble; I suppress them impatiently. Sleeping somewhere so foreign to Floyd | me will be difficult, but I must be near collapsing from exhaustion. I Floyd | should at least try to get some rest. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x cupboard" | ||||
Floyd | >An oak linen cupboard, imposingly tall and square-edged. Bevelled Floyd | double-doors hang above a large drawer at the base. Floyd | | Binder says, "I'm beginning to think we partied too hard overnight." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | >My bedroom door. It's closed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | >The window mostly looks out onto the fence between Marissa's property Floyd | and her neighbour's. The fence itself is plain chain-link, but some Floyd | privacy is offered by the climbing rose vine. Floyd | Floyd | Evening approaches. It is still light outside, though the sky is Floyd | dreary. Floyd | Floyd | Cream-coloured venetian blinds are in their compressed position above Floyd | the window. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "enter bed" | ||||
Floyd | >I sit down on the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "doff overcoat" | ||||
Floyd | >I... no, not right now. My coat gives me a certain feeling of Floyd | security. I'll take it off later. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "lie down" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm so tired that my hands are trembling involuntarily, but I'm just Floyd | not comfortable enough to sleep yet. If only I could make this room Floyd | feel safer, somehow. It's light in here, and I feel uneasy about my Floyd | door being unlocked. Floyd | Floyd | The mirror facing the bed stares back at me, menacing. Floyd | Floyd | Fatigue plucks at the edges of my consciousness. It's getting late. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Hmm. Okay." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >A hazy memory from last night wavers at the periphery of my mind. I Floyd | feel my skin prickle. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >A hazy memory from last night wavers at the periphery of my mind. I Floyd | feel my skin prickle. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "lock door" | ||||
Floyd | >(first getting off the bed) Floyd | With what key? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, reflected in a Floyd | portrait-sized mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, Floyd | in the east wall, is a closed door, and right of that is an imposing Floyd | oak cupboard. A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | Binder asks, "Maybe we can shove something in front of the door?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Yes, good thought." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "push cupboard" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't see any reason to be pushing things about. Floyd | | DavidW says, "heh. I remember trying to push the cupboard in front of the door too." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >Sliding open the drawer, I impatiently wave away the wispy cloud of Floyd | dust that floats forth. I can see some paintings stacked up inside. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take paintings" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't need to disturb them. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x paintings" | ||||
Floyd | >A stack of old paintings. They can't have been touched for years - Floyd | even inside the drawer, they've somehow managed to accumulate a thin Floyd | layer of dust. Their subjects all seem to be women relaxing together Floyd | in various settings - under parasols in a scenic park, by a fireplace Floyd | in a cosy living room, lazing on a drifting canal boat. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "search drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >A stack of old paintings. They can't have been touched for years - Floyd | even inside the drawer, they've somehow managed to accumulate a thin Floyd | layer of dust. Their subjects all seem to be women relaxing together Floyd | in various settings - under parasols in a scenic park, by a fireplace Floyd | in a cosy living room, lazing on a drifting canal boat. Floyd | | Binder says, "Portrait of the Artist as a Young Slacker" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open double-doors" | ||||
Floyd | >I open the cupboard doors. Peering inside, I see a few shelves Floyd | covered in neatly-folded bed linens. Floyd | Floyd | My vision is fading around the edges. I need to sleep, as soon as Floyd | possible. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take linens" | ||||
Floyd | >I take a single blanket from the shelf. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "put blanket on window" | ||||
Floyd | >That would be pointless. Floyd | | Binder says, "Maybe we can sleep in the cupboard." | |||
| Binder says, "That'll throw off the monster under the bed." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look under bed" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x blanket" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a cream synthetic blanket. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about blanket" | ||||
Floyd | >It's large enough to cover a chair - or anything else that might need Floyd | covering. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Looks like a hint, that." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cover window with blanket" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't want to cover the window. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cover mirror with blanket" | ||||
Floyd | >I throw the blanket over the mirror. Floyd | | two-star says, "How did they make a blanket out of -- oh. Color." | |||
| Johnny asks, "The window has blinds, right?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "One objection down." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Johnny), "Oh." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "close blinds" | ||||
Floyd | >I close the blinds. Floyd | Floyd | My eyes take but a moment to adjust; the darkness is soothing. Floyd | | Johnny asks, "Get it. The Blind House?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Well I feel silly." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Now for the door." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, a portrait-sized Floyd | mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, in the east Floyd | wall, is a closed door, and right of that is an imposing oak cupboard. Floyd | A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "push bed" | ||||
Floyd | >Not a chance of me shifting that around. Floyd | Floyd | I can feel my movements slowing down significantly. I should really Floyd | get some sleep. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against the cold, Floyd | unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. I'm wearing my beige overcoat and Floyd | my blouse and skirt. Floyd | | ||||
| Gerynar arrives, ready to play with the toys. | DavidW says, "Kitchen knife? Cue scary psycho music." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Hi, Gerynar." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Hmm, not sure what tack to take for locking the door." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Maybe more exporing is needed?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | >I open my bedroom door. Floyd | Floyd | Light radiates back into the room. Floyd | | Johnny asks, "Maybe the knife?" | |||
| Gerynar sings the psycho violens and greets emacs | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "I thought of > wedge .... Would that work?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wedge door with knife" | Johnny says, "Granted, the kind of door you can lock with a knife you can lock with anything." | |||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | >But I am not in anything at the moment. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x lock" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | >My bedroom door. It's open. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | >My bedroom door. It's open. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "enter door" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "knock on door" | ||||
Floyd | >(the east door) Floyd | I knock gently on the east door. Floyd | Floyd | There is no response. I don't think Marissa's in there. Floyd | | DavidW says, "The door description really ought to confirm that it is a lockable door." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Yay for knock being implemented." | ||||
| Binder says, "She's gone to one-up our kitchen knife with a kitchen ladle." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "knock on east door" | ||||
Floyd | >I knock gently on the east door. Floyd | Floyd | There is no response. I don't think Marissa's in there. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open east door" | ||||
Floyd | >It seems to be locked. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Which way?" | |||
| Binder says, "I suspect we should find a way to lock ourselves into our room before we pass out." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Right, but we don't seem to have the requisite inventory, unless I'm missing something." | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | I struggle against the exhausted trembling of my hands. Floyd | | Binder asks, "south?" | |||
| Alex says (to Binder), "Awwwk! Word on the street is that the South is the greatest region in the whole world." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "'K." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. Doors in the east and Floyd | west walls lead to other rooms. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Hm, I seem to remember fixing the door before I did anything else. It's interesting watching others play a game you've played." | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Oh. So we missed something?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I kinda want to spoil but I must not." | ||||
| Johnny says, "I still think knife." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "Nah, we need to be good." | ||||
| Johnny asks, "Oh wait, did we look under the bed?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Yep." | ||||
| DavidW says, "You looked under the bed, yes." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, a portrait-sized Floyd | mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, in the east Floyd | wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing oak cupboard. Floyd | A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look under paintings" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | >The blinds are closed. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||||
Floyd | >I close my bedroom door. Floyd | Floyd | My eyes take but a moment to adjust; the darkness is soothing. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | >My bedroom door. It's closed. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "lock door with knife" | Binder says, "harumph" | |||
Floyd | >That doesn't seem to fit the lock. Floyd | | DavidW says, "It is funny though how IF instincts are overriding common sense instincts." | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "lock door" | ||||
Floyd | >With what key? Floyd | | Binder says (to DavidW), "I'm not convinced I have any of the latter." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Huh. I bet we'll all feel silly when we figure it out." | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "lock door with my FIST" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x doorknob" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||||
Floyd | >My bedroom door. It's closed. Floyd | Floyd | My vision is fading around the edges. I need to sleep, as soon as Floyd | possible. Floyd | | Jacqueline chuckles at Binder. | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, a portrait-sized Floyd | mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, in the east Floyd | wall, is a closed door, and right of that is an imposing oak cupboard. Floyd | A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | Jacqueline says (to Binder), "Don't worry. I'm laughing AT you, not WITH you." | |||
| Binder says (to Jacqueline), "That's nice of you to ... wait." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "enter bed" | ||||
Floyd | >I sit down on the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm so tired that my hands are trembling involuntarily, but I'm just Floyd | not comfortable enough to sleep yet. If only I could make this room Floyd | feel safer, somehow. I feel uneasy about my door being unlocked. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "stop worrying about door" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| Gerynar Nature, in fact, abhors a lot of things, including vacuums, ships named Marie Celeste, the chuck keys to electric drills, and at this moment, Gerynar being in the lounge. | ||||
| Gerynar has disconnected. | Binder says, "oh well" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "So it definitely says that being unlocked is a problem." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I thought this did a great job of painting Helena's character." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "erupt" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about key" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about door" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't know what to think about that. Floyd | | Binder exclaims (at Johnny), "I was hoping that would work!" | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about door lock" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about lock" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Binder says, "rattinfrattin" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom (on the bed) Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, a portrait-sized Floyd | mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, in the east Floyd | wall, is a closed door, and right of that is an imposing oak cupboard. Floyd | A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l on windowsill" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x cupboard" | ||||
Floyd | >An oak linen cupboard, imposingly tall and square-edged. Bevelled Floyd | double-doors hang above a large drawer at the base. Floyd | Floyd | The double-doors hang open, revealing several shelves covered in bed Floyd | linens. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Well, I still think we should find Marissa. At least we might get another clue by going down a path the story doesn't want us to." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "open drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >(first getting off the bed) Floyd | That's already open. Floyd | | Binder says (to EmacsUser), "Make it so." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "search linens" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | EmacsUser will wait for Johnny to try other lines of attack. | |||
| Binder asks, "hmmm. attack. cut up the linens?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Around this time, I did wonder if the story in fact was not the one it was hinting towards." | ||||
| Johnny says, "I..." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "stab linens" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm loath to encourage such violence. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Okay, I'm done." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening my bedroom door) Floyd | Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | My vision is fading around the edges. I need to sleep, as soon as Floyd | possible. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. Doors in the east and Floyd | west walls lead to other rooms. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening the hallway door) Floyd | Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is a display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments visible Floyd | through the glass. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway and doors in the east and Floyd | west walls lead to other rooms. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Should we take the time to investigate our surroundings, or keep moving?" | |||
| Binder says, "hey so long as the game just threatens us and doesn't knock us out, let's tour." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | >The dining table is so tiny it's almost square. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "chairs" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x chairs" | ||||
Floyd | >A pair of dining chairs flank each side of the little table. Floyd | | Binder says, "are squares the smallest shape? what a funny table." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | >The cabinet is dark timber with a glass panel. I can see some Floyd | strange-looking ornaments lining a shelf inside. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x ornaments" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm a little taken aback by the ornaments. They're crude and Floyd | disfigured, limbs out of proportion and faces melted into disturbing Floyd | expressions - screams, sighs, grimaces. They're certainly not what I Floyd | would choose to display in my own living room. Floyd | | DavidW says, "You know what would be cool? A murphy dining table that folds up against the wall." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Entry Hall Floyd | A nondescript alcove separates the front door from the living area to Floyd | the north. Two large windows here allow a little light to permeate the Floyd | otherwise dull living room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||||
Floyd | >What an unconscionable thought. No. I'm not safe out there. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "I wonder what that means." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is a display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments visible Floyd | through the glass. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway and doors in the east and Floyd | west walls lead to other rooms. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening the west door) Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | My vision is fading around the edges. I need to sleep, as soon as Floyd | possible. Floyd | | Binder says, "Or which rises up to the ceiling or lowers to the floor." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is a display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments visible Floyd | through the glass. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to open the east door) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. Doors in the east and Floyd | west walls lead to other rooms. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening the west door) Floyd | Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | another room. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening the east door) Floyd | Studio Floyd | This is surely an artist's studio. The concrete-floored room gives the Floyd | impression of spaciousness simply because of how empty it is: an Floyd | artist's easel sits right in the centre of the space, with an Floyd | expensive-looking chair facing it. A floor-length window on the east Floyd | wall adds to the discomforting sense of open space. The north wall, Floyd | bare-bricked, looks strangely out of character with the painted walls Floyd | of the rest of the house. The door is set into the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | Marissa, apparently deep in concentration, doesn't even glance up from Floyd | her painting as I enter the room. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Aha." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "ask Marissa for key" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "talk to Marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa turns her eyes upon me, questioning. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "Is there a key to my room?" Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa fiddles nervously with her blouse. It strikes me how Floyd | unnecessarily frilly the thing is; she certainly has plenty to fiddle Floyd | with. "Is it not by the bedside? I must've forgotten, sorry. A Floyd | minute..." Floyd | Floyd | I watch her patter down the hallway and dart into my room. Her desire Floyd | to take care of me seems more genuine than is warranted - or deserved, Floyd | I catch myself thinking. Before last month, we had not seen each other Floyd | since sixth form at college, years ago. She had no real reason to help Floyd | me, no real reason to bring me to her home today. Floyd | Floyd | On the other hand, it seems pointless to question her motives when I'm Floyd | unable to clarify even my own. Last night... I didn't know what to do. Floyd | She just happened to be the one I remembered. Maybe I thought I could Floyd | be anonymous here. Safe. Floyd | Floyd | Maybe I just knew she'd be unable to refuse. Floyd | Floyd | I see Marissa walking back down the hall towards me, an odd look on Floyd | her face. A vague look, I think. Something approaching regret stirs in Floyd | me - maybe it's my own unease that has flustered her into losing keys. Floyd | "Here," she says, dropping the key into my expectant palm, "I'm Floyd | sorry." I manage to suppress a grimace as she places a well-meaning Floyd | hand on my injured arm. Floyd | Floyd | "I know having a key must be important to you now," she goes on, Floyd | "but... you'll be safe here, you know. I don't think anyone could have Floyd | followed us." Floyd | Floyd | [1] "Thank you for understanding." Floyd | [2] "I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Thank you." Floyd | [3] "It's difficult to be certain of that. Thanks for the key." Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "``injured arm''" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Is this about domestic abuse?" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about arm" | ||||
Floyd | >[To respond in dialogue, enter a number, or enter "repeat" to Floyd | reacquaint yourself with the options.] Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Hooray for your progress. Well done, boys." | |||
| Binder says, "oh whoops" | ||||
| Cerebus arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | EmacsUser says, "Also, which option do we want? I'm inclined towards 1." | |||
| Binder says (to EmacsUser), "Sure, be nice." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >She smiles uncertainly and returns to her painting. Floyd | Floyd | I struggle against the exhausted trembling of my hands. Floyd | | * Cerebus has joined the channel. | |||
| EmacsUser exclaims (at Cerebus), "Hi!" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x arm" | ||||
Floyd | >They're tender. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "think about arm" | ||||
Floyd | >They're fine. They'll be fine. Floyd | Floyd | Marissa's brush flicks deftly against the canvas as she refines some Floyd | small detail. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, a portrait-sized Floyd | mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, in the east Floyd | wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing oak cupboard. Floyd | A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||||
Floyd | >I close my bedroom door. Floyd | Floyd | My eyes take but a moment to adjust; the darkness is soothing. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "lock door" | ||||
Floyd | >(with my bedroom door key) Floyd | I lock my bedroom door. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "enter bed" | ||||
Floyd | >I sit down on the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sleep" | Cerebus says, "Hi there." | |||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | Johnny says, "Hello" | |||
| EmacsUser presses the yellow enter button. | EmacsUser says, "Uh oh." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "press space" | ||||
| Johnny pushes the green 'space' button. | Binder says, "Cerebus is a friend who I just nudged to remind that ClubFloyd is happening; pretty sure he also hasn't played this one." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "%showpartial" | ||||
| Floyd > >The bed does look inviting. Should I sleep now? Please answer yes or | ||||
| Floyd > no.> Please answer yes or no.> Please answer yes or no.> Please answer | ||||
| Floyd > yes or no.> | Binder says, "Nice that we can still fight sleep if we want." | |||
| Johnny says, "heh" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Cerebus), "Cool." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to DavidW), "Thanks." | ||||
| Cerebus says, "Yes, this is new to me." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Yes, then?" | ||||
| Binder says, "Sure, let's see if we die in our sleep." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Cerebus), "If you're willing to read through a lot of text, you can @recap #toyshop to see where we are. Or you can just jump in." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Er, @recap #toyshop = all." | ||||
| Cerebus says, "Thank you. I'll check out the scroll." | ||||
| Binder exclaims, "Sleeeep. Now!" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Oh, maybe not all. There looks to be a game of werewolves before we started." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | >The bed does look inviting. Should I sleep now? Please answer yes or Floyd | no.> Please answer yes or no.> Please answer yes or no.> Please answer Floyd | yes or no.> Floyd | I double-check the lock on the door and undress in the dark, tossing Floyd | my clothes onto a shelf in the wardrobe. The bedsheets are Floyd | comfortingly crisp against my skin. Floyd | Floyd | I am so thoroughly exhausted that - blissfully - I drift off to sleep Floyd | almost immediately and am not forced to endure the company of my Floyd | thoughts for long. Floyd | Floyd | Nightmares chase me for hours. | Binder says, "oh, good, nightmares" | |||
| Johnny pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | But I'm already on the bed. Floyd | I wake suddenly, disoriented. Floyd | Floyd | The room is dark and I have neither clock nor watch, but I feel Floyd | certain it is not yet dawn. There is a strange splattering noise Floyd | coming from outside; it takes me a moment to register it as rain. Floyd | Floyd | The window rattles in the wind and the blinds chatter against the Floyd | pane. I stand, my bare flesh prickling in the cold, and wander over to Floyd | the window. The blinds seem damp and I wonder if the window is Floyd | leaking. Moisture beads, brims, overflows in a pattern that seems Floyd | chillingly familiar. The slats - so sharp - are not slats: they are Floyd | knives, and the knives are in my hands. Rivulets of auburn bleed into Floyd | the rain, plasmatic. Red stains spreading to the rhythm of the Floyd | rattling window. | Jacqueline says (to EU), "Oh yeah - we had a great Wolf session last night." | |||
| Binder says, "curse this acid rain" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Probably need to push space here." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Sorry, I was catching up." | ||||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | A gasp sounds as I bring the knives down again. My gasp. I wake again Floyd | - properly - my heart racing painfully. Awake. Thank god. | ||||
| Binder pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "This wanting to be asleep when awake and wanting to be awake when asleep is not a good sign." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "%showpartial" | ||||
| Floyd > > | Binder says (to EmacsUser), "We should have looked for a therapist, not a room key." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom (on the bed) Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, a portrait-sized Floyd | mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, in the east Floyd | wall, is a closed door, and right of that is an imposing oak cupboard. Floyd | A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | Floyd | It is dark in here, but I can still make out the room around me. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "don clothes" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Jacqueline says (to Binder), "heh" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "don blouse" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | Binder asks (of EmacsUser), "What do you have against naked possible homicidal maniacs?" | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "Is don a standard verb?" | ||||
Floyd | >I am carrying nothing. Floyd | | DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "Yes" | |||
| DavidW says, "don = wear" | ||||
| Cerebus says, "I think that it's a title. As in Don Corlione. :)" | ||||
| Binder says, "See my vest, godfather chest." | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l in cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom (on the bed) Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, a portrait-sized Floyd | mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, in the east Floyd | wall, is a closed door, and right of that is an imposing oak cupboard. Floyd | A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | Floyd | It is dark in here, but I can still make out the room around me. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "look in cupboard" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening the linen cupboard) Floyd | Inside the cupboard are a few shelves covered in neatly-folded bed Floyd | linens. My overcoat is in here, too. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wear overcoat" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to take the beige overcoat) Floyd | I don't need it just now. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x overcoat" | ||||
Floyd | >It's wool - far too warm for this time of year, but the weather has Floyd | been less than clement and I needed an outer layer when I left the Floyd | house last night. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about house" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against my bedroom door Floyd | key and the cold, unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. I'm wearing my Floyd | blouse and skirt. Floyd | Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Binder says, "oh, that's nice, our shirt is on again." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Huh." | ||||
| Binder says, "Maybe we just hallucinated taking them off." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||||
Floyd | >My arms are a mess. I'll have to clean them up before going back to Floyd | bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x arms" | ||||
Floyd | >My arms look terrible. The blood is fresh and bright, the cuts Floyd | underneath about a day old. They must have been aggravated as I slept. Floyd | Floyd | Running some water over my arms might help to relieve the heat and Floyd | itching. Floyd | | Binder says, "oh GOOD, we're fuckin' emo." | |||
| Johnny says, "To the bathroom!" | ||||
| Cerebus chuckles. | ||||
| Johnny says, "I think it's implied to not be self-inflicted." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Hard to tell." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | >But I am not in anything at the moment. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first unlocking my bedroom door with my bedroom door key, then Floyd | opening my bedroom door) Floyd | Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||||
Floyd | >I close the bathroom door. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "turn on sink" | ||||
Floyd | >I turn on the basin tap. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wash arms" | ||||
Floyd | >I run some cool water over my itching forearms. Bloodied water swirls Floyd | down the drain, stark against the white of the basin. Floyd | Floyd | Oddly, there seems to be some redness under my fingernails, too. I Floyd | pick out some dried flakes and wash them away. Floyd | | Binder says, "I guess it'd explain why we had the overcoat, covering up our forearms." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Mmn." | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x arms" | ||||
Floyd | >With the blood cleaned away, the gashes on my arms are exposed, Floyd | looking like so many horrid red mouths. Floyd | | DavidW says, "This gal has issues." | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "We should bandage them." | |||
| Binder says, "maybe we should .. .yes, that" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x miscellany" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x toiletries" | ||||
Floyd | >An assortment of feminine toiletries. Nothing unexpected. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l in cabinet" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "open cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to open the medicine cabinet) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | Floyd | >It seems to be locked. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take toiletries" | ||||
Floyd | >I have no reason to take that. Floyd | | Binder says, "what." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x miscellany" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search table" | ||||
Floyd | >On the plastic table are some toiletries, a perfume bottle, a packet Floyd | of plasters, a bottle of hair dye and a vase. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "turn of faucet" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x plasters" | ||||
Floyd | >A 50-pack of adhesive bandages. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x vase" | ||||
Floyd | >A traditional tall vase in green glazed ceramic. A few browning Floyd | flowers hang wilted over the lip of the vase. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "turn off sink" | ||||
Floyd | >That's already off. Floyd | | Binder asks, "who locks their freakin' medicine chest? Does Marissa have a lot of overnight junkie guests?" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x hair dye" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a bottle of hair dye. Auburn #602. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x perfume" | ||||
Floyd | >A pretty, tulip-shaped glass bottle. Floyd | | Johnny says, "There're bandages, guys" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "bandage arms" | ||||
Floyd | >With what? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "bandage arms with bandages" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to take the packet of plasters) Floyd | (first opening the packet) Floyd | I take a handful of plasters and slip them into my skirt pocket. Floyd | | DavidW says, "Plasters are English for bandages, yes." | |||
| Cerebus says, "Ah." | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x arms" | ||||
Floyd | >With the blood cleaned away, the gashes on my arms are exposed, Floyd | looking like so many horrid red mouths. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "It's nice that bandage is a recognzied verb." | |||
| Binder says, "we tell the protag to bandage them and she just swipes bandages." | ||||
| Cerebus says, "And we can even dye them Auburn if we want." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "bandage arms with bandages" | ||||
Floyd | >(the plasters in my pocket) Floyd | I count out twenty plasters - ten for each arm - and methodically peel Floyd | off each strip of backing paper and stick them in place. Floyd | Floyd | Something wobbles in my peripheral vision. I snap my head up and stare Floyd | at the mirror, at once on edge. Nothing. Only my reflection staring Floyd | back at me. The odour of blood must be affecting my senses. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "bandage bandage with bandage" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to take the plasters) Floyd | I'd rather leave the plasters where they are. Floyd | | Binder says, "TWENTY." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x arms" | ||||
Floyd | >They're clean and plastered. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I find myself unable to focus on the mirror. My vision fills with Floyd | black when I try to look at it. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about blood" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Okay to go back?" | |||
| Binder says, "Sounds good." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >As I turn to leave, the surface of the mirror draws my eye; it seems, Floyd | impossibly, to waver and shimmer. I pinch my forehead, trying to stay Floyd | in the present, but memories from last night overwhelm my conscious Floyd | mind. A struggle with a knife. A woman, her name I can't recall - only Floyd | her eyes: angry tunnels, and then suddenly lifeless. Stunned regret Floyd | supplanted by terror. Fumbling to clean the fast-coagulating mess. Floyd | Running. Calling the only number I could focus on. Marissa's gentle Floyd | concern, innocent of the reason for my distress. Floyd | Floyd | Enough. I'm safe here. I should try to sleep again. | EmacsUser says, "Oh." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | (first opening the bathroom door) Floyd | Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "I didn't notice before that the door descriptions change when we've been through them." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | I can hear a strange muffled sound here, almost like a human voice. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "listen to east door" | ||||
Floyd | >The noise is coming from behind the east door. I lean in, pressing a Floyd | palm to the doorframe, and listen intently. It sounds like whimpering. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Should we try to speak or knock?" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Or not?" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "save" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||||
Floyd | >Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Actually, I'm going to sync the autosave counter." | |||
| EmacsUser clears the save counter. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||||
Floyd | >Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Okay. Is it fine to try knocking?" | |||
| EmacsUser takes the silence as a yes. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "knock on east door" | ||||
Floyd | >I knock gently on the east door. Floyd | Floyd | There is no response. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "talk" | ||||
Floyd | >(myself) Floyd | I try not to make a habit of conversing with myself. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "talk to marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >I call out softly, but there is no response. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "think about door" | ||||
Floyd | >Which do I mean, my bedroom door or the east door? Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "east" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't know what to think about that. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "listen to east door" | ||||
Floyd | >The air is silent, now. Perhaps Marissa has also been suffering from Floyd | nightmares tonight. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "We might have scared her into nonresponse." | |||
| Binder says, "If she didn't want someone wandering around her hallway at night she never should have let us in." | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "I'm thinking she doesn't want to face us when she's been crying." | |||
| Binder says, "So either more skulking around or sleep." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, a portrait-sized Floyd | mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, in the east Floyd | wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing oak cupboard. Floyd | A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | Floyd | It is dark in here, but I can still make out the room around me. Floyd | Floyd | I feel a weird tingling in my right knuckles. I massage them gingerly. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "lock door" | Binder says, "ooh, tingling" | |||
Floyd | >(with my bedroom door key) Floyd | (first closing my bedroom door) Floyd | I lock my bedroom door. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x knuckles" | ||||
Floyd | >They're fine. Perhaps a little red, but that may just be the cold. Floyd | I'm not sure what that tingling was. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about right knuckles" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Johnny says, "That must be from punching the knob." | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about knuckles" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't know what to think about that. Floyd | | Binder says, "waiter, this narrator isn't very reliable." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sit" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the bed) Floyd | I sit down on the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | >The bed does look inviting. Should I sleep now? Floyd | Wearily, I repeat the motions of undressing and crawl into bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Morning. I exhale slowly and run my fingertips along my arms, feeling Floyd | the plasters there. Apparently, last night wasn't just a dream. Floyd | Floyd | Rising from the bed, I stumble over to the cupboard to dress - almost Floyd | tripping on the open drawer on the way. Did I forget to close it last Floyd | night? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | >Excuse me? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't know what to think about that. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "close drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >(first getting off the bed) Floyd | I close the drawer. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dress" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against my bedroom door Floyd | key and the cold, unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. I'm wearing my Floyd | blouse and skirt. Floyd | | Cerebus says, "Thanks for bearing with a n00b. Gotta head to RL right now. Nice meeting you." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Cerebus), "Adios. Thanks for stopping by." | ||||
| Binder asks, "Are the paintings still in the drawer?" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l in drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening the drawer) Floyd | A stack of old paintings. They can't have been touched for years - Floyd | even inside the drawer, they've somehow managed to accumulate a thin Floyd | layer of dust. Their subjects all seem to be women relaxing together Floyd | in various settings - under parasols in a scenic park, by a fireplace Floyd | in a cosy living room, lazing on a drifting canal boat. Floyd | Floyd | This painting looks fresher than those beneath it. The image is Floyd | disturbing. Moreso, the longer I look at it. Depicted is a woman Floyd | floating naked in the ocean, red strands of seaweed unfurling in the Floyd | current and... strangling her about the neck. Her dying eyes are wild, Floyd | staring upwards as though pleading. Floyd | Floyd | A glint of wayward sunlight flashes at me from the mirror. The blanket Floyd | must have fallen off sometime during the night. Floyd | | ||||
| Cerebus goes home. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take painting" | ||||
Floyd | >I have no reason to take that. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I find myself unable to focus on the mirror. My vision fills with Floyd | black when I try to look at it. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take blanket" | ||||
Floyd | >I start to lift the blanket and pause, my pulse suddenly in my Floyd | throat. Is that... blood? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x blanket" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "no" | ||||
Floyd | >It's smeared with blood. I can't remember touching it last night... Floyd | I'd better leave it here for now. Floyd | Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Aw rats" | |||
| Binder says (to Johnny), "HA." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Johnny), "The response worked well in context though." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Meaing the parser's response." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Meaning, too." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "I am worried that Marissa is in trouble, or was, and we're too late." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first unlocking my bedroom door with my bedroom door key, then Floyd | opening my bedroom door) Floyd | Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | | Binder says, "I'm confused. I'm pretty sure we had to have touched the blanket to put it on the mirror." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "east" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to open the east door) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "But not after bleeding, right?" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "knock on east" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "knock on east door" | ||||
Floyd | >I knock gently on the east door. Floyd | | Binder says, "We did all that before washing our blood off and plastering our arms." | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "knock viciously on east door" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Best case scenario, it's the blanket's blood." | |||
| Binder nods agreeably. | ||||
| EmacsUser nods. But as I read it, we didn't start bleeding until we had our nightmare. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Studio Floyd | Marissa's studio. The concrete-floored room gives the impression of Floyd | spaciousness simply because of how empty it is: an artist's easel sits Floyd | right in the centre of the space, with an expensive-looking chair Floyd | facing it. A floor-length window on the east wall adds to the Floyd | discomforting sense of open space. The north wall, bare-bricked, looks Floyd | strangely out of character with the painted walls of the rest of the Floyd | house. The door is set into the west wall. Floyd | | Binder says, "Maybe our thwarted attempt to stab the linens was deflected to the blanket." | |||
| DavidW says, "heh" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x north wall" | ||||
Floyd | >Row after row of exposed, unpainted bricks. Floyd | | Binder says, "hmm" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x easel" | ||||
Floyd | >An old but sturdy wooden easel. There's a canvas on the easel. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x canvas" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa is painting a landscape, apparently without visual reference. Floyd | It looks near completion - a desolate cliff overlooking a misty ocean. Floyd | Melancholic, but admittedly quite beautiful. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "The painting before the one added to our drawer." | |||
| Johnny says, "The fresh one." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is a display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments visible Floyd | through the glass. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | Floyd | The house is utterly still; I think Marissa must have gone out for the Floyd | day. Perhaps I can take this chance to look around a little. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Boy, I hope Marissa's okay." | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Would someone else like to drive for a bit?" | ||||
| Johnny says, "Ha ha, the last line" | ||||
| (from DavidW) EmacsUser thinks, "I hope I hid the body well enough." | ||||
| Johnny says, "I think we free-for-all" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Very well." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "west" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x note" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Helena, Floyd | I hope you slept well. Sorry we didn't get a chance to talk much last Floyd | night - it's just that I'm not used to company. I'll be back this Floyd | evening. Please make yourself at home. Floyd | -M Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l in fridge" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening the fridge) Floyd | Marissa's fridge seems reasonably well-stocked; perhaps she bought Floyd | some of these fresher items yesterday after receiving my call. Floyd | | DavidW says, "whew. She's not dead after all." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x calendar" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a calendar, pinned on the wall and open to the current month. Floyd | It's completely empty of appointments, but every Tuesday has been Floyd | neatly highlighted in yellow. Today is Tuesday, I suddenly remember. Floyd | | Binder asks, "oh, is it Turn a Friend in to the Cops Tuesday again already?" | |||
| Johnny says, "Heh" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x sink" | ||||
Floyd | >Steel, and stainless indeed. Marissa certainly keeps her space clean. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x stove" | ||||
Floyd | >The kitchen appliances are of little interest to me. Floyd | | Binder says, "kitchen knives, on the other hand..." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x plants" | ||||
Floyd | >The plants are pleasant enough; they bring a little life into the Floyd | drab kitchen. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x phone" | ||||
Floyd | >A telephone base is attached to the wall, next to the door. A Floyd | basic-looking handset sits on the cradle. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial 999" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | (first taking the telephone handset) Floyd | (dialing "999") Floyd | I have no idea who "999" is. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "dial pizza" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | (dialing "pizza") Floyd | I have no idea who "pizza" is. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "call mom" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | (dialing "mom") Floyd | I have no idea who "mom" is. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial Marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | (dialing "Marissa") Floyd | I have no idea who "Marissa" is. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial Marrisa" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | (dialing "Marrisa") Floyd | I have no idea who "Marrisa" is. Floyd | | Binder says, "how soon we forget" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x handset" | ||||
Floyd | >The handset has very little functionality; it must be a relatively Floyd | old model. On the LCD, there is a remarkably brief list of what Floyd | appears to be contacts stored in the phone's memory: Floyd | Floyd | 1. Estelle: 01395847839 Floyd | 2. CAB: 01395137503 Floyd | 3. PHC: 01395042356 Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Sorry, I have been away taking a fun phone survey. Where are we at." | |||
| Binder says, "we're surveying a fun phone" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Nice timing." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "hooray" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Marrisa has done a bunk and it's "Tuesday"." | ||||
| Binder exclaims, "Let's prankcall her friends!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm going to scroll back and catch up a bit." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Contact 1 looks like a person, perhap who she's visiting?" | ||||
| Johnny asks, "PHC = Phone Company?" | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Makes sense to me. CAB = ?" | ||||
| Binder asks, "a taxi?" | ||||
| Binder says, "Let's call 'em all." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Also, 3243." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "save" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "cf2" | ||||
Floyd | >Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "call CAB" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | (dialing "CAB") Floyd | I have no idea who "CAB" is. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial 2" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | I'm fairly certain that's the number for the local Citizens Advice Floyd | Bureau. I have no reason to call them myself. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Oh." | |||
| Binder asks, "Is that something I should recognize or another UK thing?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "A UK thing, I believe." | ||||
| Binder asks the web. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial 3" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | PHC... I've no idea who or what that might mean. At any rate, I'm not Floyd | going to call them. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial 1" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | I don't even know who "Estelle" is! Floyd | | Binder says, "hm, wikipedia sez UK, Australia, New Zealand, Israel and ... the Bronxx." | |||
| Binder exclaims, "Man, if we only call people we already know we'll never make new friends!" | ||||
| DavidW says, "heh" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open fridge" | ||||
Floyd | >That's already open. Floyd | | Binder says, "oh, sorry, I left it open. I'm barnfolk." | |||
| Johnny says, "Oops" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take food" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not hungry. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "close fridge" | ||||
Floyd | >I close the fridge. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "east?" | |||
| Binder says, "Sure." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >I replace the telephone handset on the base. Floyd | Floyd | Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is a display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments visible Floyd | through the glass. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | Binder says, "Let's find ourselves some more trauma." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x tv" | ||||
Floyd | >The old television set is hooked up to a video recorder. A box on the Floyd | floor nearby seems to be filled with several video cassettes. Floyd | Floyd | The television is off. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x box" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a plain cardboard box. Inside, there are some films on cassette Floyd | tape, as well as some homemade tapes labelled "all the roses that were Floyd | ever painted" and "Neverending Fantasia". Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x cassettes" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a plain cardboard box. Inside, there are some films on cassette Floyd | tape, as well as some homemade tapes labelled "all the roses that were Floyd | ever painted" and "Neverending Fantasia". Floyd | | Jacqueline is caught up. | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Yay." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "turn on tv" | ||||
Floyd | >I switch the television on. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "put roses in vcr" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "put roses in video recorder" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "put fantasia in vcr" | ||||
Floyd | >(first taking the "Neverending Fantasia" tape) Floyd | Immediately, a new image appears on the television screen. Floyd | Floyd | "Neverending Fantasia" - it looks to be a children's film about a boy Floyd | who escapes an unhappy reality and ventures into a fantasy world. Even Floyd | fast-forwarding through it, I can see how the tape has been damaged in Floyd | sections from countless viewings. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x all the roses" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a videocassette tape labelled "all the roses that were ever Floyd | painted". Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "put all the roses that were ever painted in vcr" | ||||
Floyd | >(first taking the "all the roses that were ever painted" tape) Floyd | (first removing the "Neverending Fantasia" tape) Floyd | I put the "Neverending Fantasia" tape back in the box. Floyd | Floyd | Immediately, a new image appears on the television screen. Floyd | Floyd | A documentary about Matisse. Skimming through it, I find myself Floyd | questioning why the man is so famous; his paintings look gaudy and Floyd | amateurish to me - not at all like the little I've seen of Marissa's Floyd | art. The film covers some philosophising about the purity of art and Floyd | the dangers of expressing "over-excitement" in a painting. Most Floyd | interesting is the sentiment expressed towards the end, an entreaty to Floyd | all artists: "guard the original naivet?". Fascinating - at least, as Floyd | far as it concerns those with naivet? left to guard. I wonder how much Floyd | Marissa takes these philosophies to heart. Floyd | | Binder says, "aw, she's got a childlike sense of wonder ... which leads her to painting women drowning." | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is a display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments visible Floyd | through the glass. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "sit on armchair" | ||||
Floyd | >I sit down on the armchair, facing the television. A cardboard box on Floyd | the floor nearby appears to be providing storage for a collection of Floyd | video cassettes. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not feeling sufficiently energetic. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | >(first leaving the armchair) Floyd | I open the cabinet. Floyd | Floyd | Some misshapen, unglazed red clay ornaments decorate the shelf. Floyd | They're unsettling to look at. Floyd | Floyd | One ornament stands out from the disturbing clay figures: an imposing Floyd | porcelain queen, swathed in an elaborate blue gown, her head tilted Floyd | back regally. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x queen" | ||||
Floyd | >The detail on the porcelain figure is incredible. It exudes a Floyd | presence that belies its tiny stature. Quite a contrast to the ugly Floyd | ornaments surrounding it. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "think about queen" | ||||
Floyd | >Judging by the sheer level of detail, this ornament must have cost Floyd | some serious money. It might even be an antique. It certainly doesn't Floyd | fit in with anything else in the room. A gift, perhaps? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to open the east door) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Okay to go to the north end of the hall?" | |||
| Binder says, "Go for it." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (north end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the south. In the west wall is a Floyd | door leading to another room. A striking painting hangs on the north Floyd | wall. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "striking" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x striking" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x painting" | ||||
Floyd | >The painting is of a brightly coloured landscape: a silhouetted Floyd | forest against a vivid sunset, stark orange casting the foreground Floyd | into blues. The figure of a woman can be made out in the darkness, Floyd | clinging to a tree dramatically. Her long hair covers her face. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "think about painting" | ||||
Floyd | >The very bottom of the painting lacks detail - it looks almost Floyd | unfinished, as though the artist had finished all the important Floyd | details and then abandoned the effort. Floyd | | Binder says, "It woudld be awesome if we're a figment Marissa imagined up." | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x woman" | ||||
Floyd | >She is almost draped across the tree, her hair falling wildly across Floyd | her face, rendering her without identity. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x hair" | ||||
Floyd | >White-blonde. Even plaited, it nearly reaches my hips. Floyd | | Binder says, "no HER hair" | |||
| Binder says, "o well" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (north end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the south. In the west wall is a Floyd | door leading to another room. A striking painting hangs on the north Floyd | wall. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Probably not implemented, but" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x woman's hair" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x painting hair" | ||||
Floyd | >I only understood as far as wanting to examine the forest landscape. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x landscape" | ||||
Floyd | >The painting is of a brightly coloured landscape: a silhouetted Floyd | forest against a vivid sunset, stark orange casting the foreground Floyd | into blues. The figure of a woman can be made out in the darkness, Floyd | clinging to a tree dramatically. Her long hair covers her face. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "> w ?" | |||
| Binder says, "y" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening the west door) Floyd | Laundry Floyd | I find myself in a tiny laundry; there is scarcely room to move around Floyd | the sink and washing machine that occupy most of the space in here, Floyd | and I'm forced to hunch inelegantly to avoid being battered by the Floyd | clothes hanging from a line across the ceiling. A crumpled blouse is Floyd | on the lid of the washing machine. Floyd | Floyd | In the west wall is a door leading outside. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x blouse" | ||||
Floyd | >(Marissa's blouse) Floyd | A pale, long-sleeved blouse, smelling faintly of perfume. It is Floyd | stained dark on one sleeve. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x blouse" | ||||
Floyd | >(Marissa's blouse) Floyd | A pale, long-sleeved blouse, smelling faintly of perfume. It is Floyd | stained dark on one sleeve. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x stain" | ||||
Floyd | >It looks like an ink stain, perhaps an imprint from something Marissa Floyd | had written on her arm. Squinting, I think I can almost make out Floyd | writing. "4, 9"? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >It's probably an imprint from something Marissa had written on her Floyd | arm. It says "4, 9". Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Now what could that mean?" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x line" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Binder says, "our hostess loves squares" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Hence that one table." | ||||
| Binder says, "square numbers, square tables, square meals..." | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x sink" | ||||
Floyd | >There's nothing remarkable about the laundry sink. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x clothesline" | ||||
Floyd | >A thin plastic line is suspended across the ceiling, with an Floyd | assortment of ladies' garments on hangers arranged along it. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x washer" | ||||
Floyd | >A top-loading washing machine. A blouse has been tossed onto the lid, Floyd | presumably waiting to be washed. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l in washer" | ||||
Floyd | >(first taking Marissa's blouse) Floyd | (first opening the washing machine) Floyd | The washing machine is empty. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "don blouse" | ||||
Floyd | >(Marissa's blouse) Floyd | It's too small for me. Besides, it's not clean. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x west door" | ||||
Floyd | >I only understood as far as wanting to examine west. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x west" | ||||
Floyd | >I see nothing unexpected in that direction. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >I feel cold beads of sweat forming on my neck as I consider going Floyd | outside. Marissa's assurance that no-one could possibly have followed Floyd | us here seems empty and foolhardy with the outside world so close. I Floyd | hesitate, wrestling with my rapid breathing. It is only her back Floyd | garden, I tell myself. No-one is there. Floyd | Floyd | No point in dragging Marissa's blouse around. I'll leave it here. Floyd | Floyd | (first opening the back door) Floyd | Back Garden Floyd | The back door opens westward onto a small, fairly sparse back garden. Floyd | A pair of concrete steps lead down from the doorway onto a neat but Floyd | plain lawn, and facing them is a chain-link fence separating Marissa's Floyd | property from her neighbour's. The fence is completely covered by a Floyd | thick rose vine bearing magnificent red flowers. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "maudeoverton is the author, no?" | |||
| DavidW says, "Author approaching!" | ||||
| DavidW says (to EmacsUser), "yes" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Let's hang on a bit then." | ||||
| Jacqueline exclaims, "Hello, Maude!" | ||||
| maudeoverton arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | Binder says, "Greetings, author." | |||
| Johnny says, "hey maudeoverton" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Maude), "To set your channel, type #clubfloyd Hello" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Hi Maude" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x flowers" | ||||
Floyd | >The vine is heavy with red roses. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Then after that you just have to preface with a semi-colon. ;Hello again." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x fence" | ||||
Floyd | >A chain-link fence, weighed down by a climbing rose vine. Floyd | | maudeoverton exclaims, "Hello all! I'm very much a newbie with this MUD business so I apologise if I do anything odd!" | |||
| EmacsUser exclaims (at maudeoverton), "Hi!" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to maudeoverton), "We just entered the garden for the first time." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Maude), "We were all new once, no worries. We're so glad you stopped by." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Back Garden Floyd | The back door opens westward onto a small, fairly sparse back garden. Floyd | A pair of concrete steps lead down from the doorway onto a neat but Floyd | plain lawn, and facing them is a chain-link fence separating Marissa's Floyd | property from her neighbour's. The fence is completely covered by a Floyd | thick rose vine bearing magnificent red flowers. Floyd | Floyd | I find my breath is coming in short gasps. Being outdoors is making me Floyd | intensely nervous. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Huh. I never visited the back garden." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take flower" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take rose" | ||||
Floyd | >(the roses on the vine) Floyd | Carefully avoiding the thorns, I gather a handful of roses from the Floyd | vine. Floyd | Floyd | I blink and frown in the glare of the clouds, conscious that a Floyd | neighbour could be watching me. Floyd | | DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "oh? You missed some opportunities, then." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "smell roses" | ||||
Floyd | >(the cluster of roses) Floyd | They're fresh and heady. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | >There's nowhere to go in that direction. The only obvious exit is Floyd | east (to the laundry). Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x roses" | ||||
Floyd | >(the cluster of roses) Floyd | A handful of vivid red roses. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x thorns" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | inky asks, "hmm, you didn't?" | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm holding a cluster of roses. Floyd | Floyd | Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against my bedroom door Floyd | key and the cold, unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. I'm wearing my Floyd | blouse and skirt. Floyd | | inky says, "I tought you had to get the flowers to -- well, let's see" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Back inside?" | ||||
| Binder says, "sure." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Laundry Floyd | The laundry is tiny; there is scarcely room to move around the sink Floyd | and washing machine that occupy most of the space in here, and I'm Floyd | forced to hunch inelegantly to avoid being battered by the clothes Floyd | hanging from a line across the ceiling. A crumpled blouse is on the Floyd | lid of the washing machine. Floyd | Floyd | In the west wall is a door leading outside. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||||
Floyd | >Which do I mean, the back door or the laundry door? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "back" | ||||
Floyd | >I close the back door. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (north end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the south. In the west wall is a Floyd | door leading to the laundry. A striking painting hangs on the north Floyd | wall. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "I'm not sure where to go next." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x painting" | ||||
Floyd | >The painting is of a brightly coloured landscape: a silhouetted Floyd | forest against a vivid sunset, stark orange casting the foreground Floyd | into blues. The figure of a woman can be made out in the darkness, Floyd | clinging to a tree dramatically. Her long hair covers her face. Floyd | | Jacqueline says (to inky), "I really don't think I went outside." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x woman" | ||||
Floyd | >She is almost draped across the tree, her hair falling wildly across Floyd | her face, rendering her without identity. Floyd | | Binder asks, "maybe our bedroom key will work to unlock the other bedroom?" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Oh. Maybe we can exit the front door also, now that it's daytime?" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (north end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the south. In the west wall is a Floyd | door leading to the laundry. A striking painting hangs on the north Floyd | wall. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l behind painting" | ||||
Floyd | >The forest has an enchanting illusion of depth to it, but there's Floyd | only blank wall behind the painting. Floyd | | Binder says, "ha." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to maudeoverton), "Nice response there." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "unlock east door with key" | ||||
Floyd | >That doesn't seem to fit the lock. Floyd | | maudeoverton says, "Hmm, there's no way to view the status bar in this format, is there? Makes things a little tougher for players." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Binder), "Nope." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to maudeoverton), "No, not with Floyd." | ||||
| DavidW says, "We can't see boldface or italics either." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, that's a drawback with Floyd, but we manage." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Entry Hall Floyd | A nondescript alcove separates the front door from the living area to Floyd | the north. Two large windows here allow a little light to permeate the Floyd | otherwise dull living room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to open the front door) Floyd | What an unconscionable thought. No. I'm not safe out there. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about outside" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Okay, that's still off limits." | |||
| maudeoverton says, "I'll try not to let you stay stuck for too long, then. :-)" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about roses" | ||||
Floyd | >These could make a thoughtful gift. No-one has ever given me flowers. Floyd | | maudeoverton says, "(There are hints in the status bar for anyone who hasn't played the game already in Git or similar)" | |||
| DavidW says, "They haven't found much yet. The only key they have so far is the one to their own room." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "put flowers on bench" | ||||
Floyd | >That would be pointless. Floyd | | Johnny says, "the vase" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Of course." | ||||
| DavidW says, "in the bathroom, yes. Currently with dead brown flowers." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "put flowers in vase" | ||||
Floyd | >(the cluster of roses in the vase) Floyd | There's no room for the roses with those dead flowers in the vase. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take dead" | ||||
Floyd | >I pluck out the ruined flowers and flush them away. As I begin to tip Floyd | out the murky water, a quiet clank sounds from inside the vase, and I Floyd | barely catch a small yale key before it drops down the drain. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Aha." | |||
| Johnny says, "yay" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "put flowers in vase" | ||||
Floyd | >I fill the vase with some water, then take some time to Floyd | satisfactorily arrange the roses. They improve the room considerably. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x flowers" | ||||
Floyd | >A handful of vivid red roses. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >As I turn to leave, I catch sight of my hands. My fingertips are Floyd | slightly stained, as though the red from the roses has rubbed off onto Floyd | them. Impossible, surely. I turn on the tap and rinse my fingers, Floyd | frowning. Reddish water swirls down the drain, stark against the white Floyd | of the basin. Floyd | Floyd | Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | Binder says, "I guess we've got the bloodas touch." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Hmm, not good." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "unlock east door with key" | ||||
Floyd | >Which do I mean, the yale key or my bedroom door key? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "yale" | ||||
Floyd | >That's unlocked at the moment. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Oh. Oops." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is a Floyd | door which I can only assume leads to the master bedroom. Floyd | | DavidW says, "The studio isn't locked." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "unlock east door with yale key" | ||||
Floyd | >That doesn't seem to fit the lock. Floyd | | EmacsUser says (to DavidW), "Right." | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "What else was locked?" | ||||
| Binder says, "the east door south of the studio" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Off the living room, right?" | |||
| DavidW says, "The bathroom cabinet and another door east of living room, yes." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "unlock east door with yale key" | ||||
Floyd | >That doesn't seem to fit the lock. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Gosh, maybe I *did* go outside." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | Binder says, "right, the bathroom cabinet" | |||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "mrm" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. A vase of red roses lends some colour to the Floyd | otherwise monochromatic room. Floyd | Floyd | Marissa's bottle of hairdye has fallen onto the floor. Fortunately, Floyd | none of the content seems to have spilled. Floyd | | Binder says, "..." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take hairdye" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take hair dye" | ||||
Floyd | >Frowning slightly, I place the bottle back on the plastic table. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Oh, and we never took a shower." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "unlock cabinet with yale" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Johnny says, "With our luck it'd be like Carrie." | |||
| Binder says, "maybe we have a long fluffy tail we keep knocking stuff down with. Er, and painting creepy paintings and putting in the drawer." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "unlock cabinet with yale key" | ||||
Floyd | >I unlock the medicine cabinet. Floyd | | Binder says, "hooray, drooogs" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open medicine cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | >I open the medicine cabinet. Floyd | Floyd | The interior of the cabinet is stained with age, but spotlessly clean. Floyd | Inside, I can see a canister of Valium and a tube of superglue. Floyd | | Binder says, "NOW it's a party" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "save" | DavidW says, "ha ha" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||||
Floyd | >Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x glue" | ||||
Floyd | >Super Glue. Bonds on contact. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sniff glue" | ||||
Floyd | >I smell nothing unexpected. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take glue" | ||||
Floyd | >Taken. Floyd | | Johnny asks, "Put superglue on the phone?" | |||
| DavidW says, "noooo" | ||||
| EmacsUser asks (of Johnny), "huh?" | ||||
| Johnny says, "It's an old prank" | ||||
| DavidW says, "He wants to glue the phone to Marrisa's ear." | ||||
| Johnny says (to DavidW), "No I don't!" | ||||
| DavidW says, "And I thought the normal prank is to use chewing gum anyway." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Mmm, gum" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about valium" | ||||
Floyd | >Valium? I wouldn't have expected Marissa to assent to such quackery. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read valium" | ||||
Floyd | >Diazepam: anxiolytic, hypnotic. For treating symptoms of anxiety, Floyd | agitation and insomnia. Take one tablet once a day as directed by Floyd | doctor. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about gluw" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about glue" | ||||
Floyd | >Always useful, I suppose. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "think about valium" | ||||
Floyd | >Valium? I wouldn't have expected Marissa to assent to such quackery. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open glue" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not something I can open. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Oh whoops" | |||
| Binder didn't realize valium is made from ducks. | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Where to next?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Oh, wait." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "shower" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "enter shower" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm clean. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x shoer" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x shower" | ||||
Floyd | >A glass-screened shower. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open shower" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not something I can open. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x toilet" | ||||
Floyd | >A white toilet. Floyd | | DavidW says, "Perhaps make lunch. I grabbed some muffins earlier so I wouldn't starve." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open fridge" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa's fridge seems reasonably well-stocked; perhaps she bought Floyd | some of these fresher items yesterday after receiving my call. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take food" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not hungry. Floyd | | DavidW says, "oh well" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "close fridge" | ||||
Floyd | >I close the fridge. Floyd | | maudeoverton says, "Sneaky author hint: the status bar would currently say something about Helena being sure there was a key to the locked door in the study around here somewhere." | |||
| DavidW asks, "Water the plants?" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "study == living room, whoops" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x plants" | ||||
Floyd | >The plants are pleasant enough; they bring a little life into the Floyd | drab kitchen. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "water plants" | ||||
Floyd | >They look very well tended to without my interference. Floyd | | DavidW says, "ah, that's a nice touch." | |||
| Binder says, "> interfere with plants ANYWAY" | ||||
| EmacsUser agrees. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x queen" | ||||
Floyd | >The detail on the porcelain figure is incredible. It exudes a Floyd | presence that belies its tiny stature. Quite a contrast to the ugly Floyd | ornaments surrounding it. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "break queen" | ||||
Floyd | >For some reason, I do feel violently inclined towards the porcelain Floyd | queen. I think it's that haughty expression. I'm not going to damage Floyd | Marissa's possessions, though. Floyd | | DavidW says, "I remember finding the key to the study very quickly. I kinda had my usual aha moment." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "shake queen" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "pick up queen" | ||||
Floyd | >I lift the queen, involuntarily reverent. She - it - is heavier than Floyd | it appears, but I'm still so struck by its delicacy that I carefully Floyd | place it back on its shelf. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l under table" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l under queen" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pick up queen" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't feel like touching it again. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "drop queen" | ||||
Floyd | >I haven't got that. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push queen" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't see any reason to be pushing things about. Floyd | | Binder says, "one touch per customer" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "search armchair" | ||||
Floyd | >There is nothing on the armchair. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "pull chairs" | ||||
Floyd | >The chairs are fine where they are. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "enter chair" | ||||
Floyd | >I sit down on the lesser-used dining chair. I feel an inexplicable Floyd | discomfort, sitting here. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | >I stand. Floyd | | Binder says, "hurm" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "search dining chair" | ||||
Floyd | >I only understood as far as wanting to search the dining table. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "search chair" | ||||
Floyd | >There is nothing on the chairs. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "look under chair" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | EmacsUser wonders about the ``inexplicable discomfort'' bit. | |||
| Binder was wondering about that hisself. | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about dining table" | ||||
Floyd | >On closer inspection, it looks like the table folds out to a more Floyd | substantial length, but the hinges are rusted stiff from disuse. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x hinges" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "open table" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not something I can open. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "unfold table" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "fold table" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "expand table" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks (of DavidW), "So you were cluing the folding earlier?" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x hinges" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | DavidW says, "no" | |||
| DavidW says, "I don't think I knew about this table having hinges." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "stand on chair" | ||||
Floyd | >I sit down on the lesser-used dining chair. I feel an inexplicable Floyd | discomfort, sitting here. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room (on the chairs) Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under table" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "lie on table" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand on table" | ||||
Floyd | >(first leaving the chairs) Floyd | That's not something I can stand on. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x shelf" | ||||
Floyd | >There are some ornaments on the shelf. They're crude and disfigured, Floyd | limbs out of proportion and faces melted into disturbing expressions - Floyd | screams, sighs, grimaces. They're certainly not what I would choose to Floyd | display in my own living room. Floyd | Floyd | Odd. That porcelain queen seems to have disappeared from the cabinet. Floyd | Marissa must have moved it out of sight. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "get under table" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Eep." | |||
| Johnny says, "Uh" | ||||
| Binder says, "wait, what" | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh, I never saw this part." | ||||
| DavidW says, "hooray for new stuff." | ||||
| Binder asks, "are we blacking out and not noticing it?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "When we picked it up, we must have triggered something." | ||||
| inky says, "I did but I didn't understand it" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against a tube of Floyd | superglue, a medicine cabinet key, my bedroom door key and the cold, Floyd | unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. I'm wearing my blouse and skirt. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Why isn't the PC surprised?" | |||
| Binder says, "I am Jack's Complete Lack of Surprise." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Helena is reasoning that Marissa must have moved it." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Whereas we don't think that." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Right, but we examined it just a few minutes ago, and Helena thinks that Marissa is gone for the day." | ||||
| Binder says, "Helena may believe Marissa is a ninja." | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Johnny says, "heh" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Well, *something* is odd about Marrisa." | ||||
| Johnny asks, "Maybe the queen got of to someplace?" | ||||
| Johnny says, "*off" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Probably in the parlor, eating bread and honey." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x ornaments" | ||||
Floyd | >They're crude and disfigured, limbs out of proportion and faces Floyd | melted into disturbing expressions - screams, sighs, grimaces. They're Floyd | certainly not what I would choose to display in my own living room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take ornaments" | ||||
Floyd | >They're relatively ugly and uninteresting. I don't care to mess with Floyd | them. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | Binder says, "sure, let's play some Spades and go on a queen hunt" | |||
| Binder says, "ideally it'll be smashed and we can superglue it together into a new messed up configuration" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Entry Hall Floyd | A nondescript alcove separates the front door from the living area to Floyd | the north. Two large windows here allow a little light to permeate the Floyd | otherwise dull living room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x windows" | ||||
Floyd | >They let in natural light - a rare commodity in this house, it would Floyd | seem. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open window" | ||||
Floyd | >They don't open. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x blinds" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Hmm. I was hoping to get more light." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look through windows" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | Binder says, "but we hate light" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "True." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to open the east door) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x east door" | ||||
Floyd | >It's closed and locked. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "search cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | >The cabinet is dark timber with a glass panel. I can see some Floyd | strange-looking ornaments lining a shelf inside. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x panel" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "search ornaments" | ||||
Floyd | >They're relatively ugly and uninteresting. I don't care to mess with Floyd | them. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Maybe another room?" | |||
| DavidW says, "yes, I think so." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >There's nowhere to go in that direction. The only obvious exit is Floyd | east (to the living room). Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >There's nowhere to go in that direction. The only obvious exit is Floyd | east (to the living room). Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Studio Floyd | Marissa's studio. The concrete-floored room gives the impression of Floyd | spaciousness simply because of how empty it is: an artist's easel sits Floyd | right in the centre of the space, with an expensive-looking chair Floyd | facing it. A floor-length window on the east wall adds to the Floyd | discomforting sense of open space. The north wall, bare-bricked, looks Floyd | strangely out of character with the painted walls of the rest of the Floyd | house. The door is set into the west wall. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "touch north wall" | ||||
Floyd | >I find myself remembering the strange numbers printed on Marissa's Floyd | blouse - "4,9". Oh, surely not. Feeling a touch self-conscious, I Floyd | count across to the fourth brick in the ninth row, and give it a Floyd | gentle nudge. Sure enough, it is loose. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "take loose brick" | ||||
Floyd | >I pull the brick free from the wall. Through the hole it leaves, I Floyd | can see right into the adjacent room. Floyd | Floyd | I feel a touch dizzy. My hands are covered in mortar grit - and blood? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "press brick" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't see any reason to be pushing things about. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x brick" | ||||
Floyd | >An ordinary brown brick. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Well, no point in lugging this brick around the house. Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. A vase of red roses lends some colour to the Floyd | otherwise monochromatic room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wash hands" | ||||
Floyd | >They're clean. Floyd | | Johnny says, "We didn't look through the hole" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Studio Floyd | Marissa's studio. The concrete-floored room gives the impression of Floyd | spaciousness simply because of how empty it is: an artist's easel sits Floyd | right in the centre of the space, with an expensive-looking chair Floyd | facing it. A floor-length window on the east wall adds to the Floyd | discomforting sense of open space. The north wall, bare-bricked, looks Floyd | strangely out of character with the painted walls of the rest of the Floyd | house. The door is set into the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a brick here. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "look in hole" | ||||
Floyd | >I lean in towards the hole, close enough that the edges of the Floyd | surrounding bricks feel sharp against my brow and cheekbone, and look Floyd | through to the dimly-lit master bedroom. I can't make out much detail, Floyd | but there seems to be something unusual about the walls. Perhaps it's Floyd | only the shadows, but I feel as though I'm being watched. Floyd | Floyd | I feel certain this loose brick can't have come about by chance. Floyd | Marissa must have left that blouse and the co-ordinates out for me to Floyd | find - maybe she wants me to keep an eye on her. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Yeah, I just wanted to get rid of the blood." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x blood" | ||||
Floyd | >A gritty mixture of mortar and blood is smeared over my hands. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Well, just hope we don't get the urge to sneeze." | |||
| DavidW says, "I see what you mean." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "feel in hole" | ||||
Floyd | >I only understood as far as wanting to feel inside. Floyd | | maudeoverton says, "That bathroom tap is a liar, it seems. :-) You can try "rubbing" her hands if you like." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wash hands" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "rub hands" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "rub" | ||||
Floyd | >What do I want to rub? Floyd | | maudeoverton exclaims, "Hmm!" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "hand" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | DavidW says, "We're not in the bathroom, of course." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. A vase of red roses lends some colour to the Floyd | otherwise monochromatic room. Floyd | | Johnny asks, "What is the sound of one hand rubbing?" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "rub hands" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wash hands" | ||||
Floyd | >They're clean. Floyd | | maudeoverton asks, ""Rub blood"?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x blood" | ||||
Floyd | >A gritty mixture of mortar and blood is smeared over my hands. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wash blood" | ||||
Floyd | >It doesn't seem worth the bother. Floyd | | DavidW says, "eh. Live with it." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Oh well." | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "I am so sorry, haha." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "No worries. It's not show-stopping, I assume." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Studio Floyd | Marissa's studio. The concrete-floored room gives the impression of Floyd | spaciousness simply because of how empty it is: an artist's easel sits Floyd | right in the centre of the space, with an expensive-looking chair Floyd | facing it. A floor-length window on the east wall adds to the Floyd | discomforting sense of open space. The north wall, bare-bricked, looks Floyd | strangely out of character with the painted walls of the rest of the Floyd | house. The door is set into the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a brick here. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x easel" | ||||
Floyd | >An old but sturdy wooden easel. There's a canvas on the easel. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x canvas" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa is painting a landscape, apparently without visual reference. Floyd | It looks near completion - a desolate cliff overlooking a misty ocean. Floyd | Melancholic, but admittedly quite beautiful. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "rub blood" | ||||
Floyd | >I wipe away the muck on my hands. Floyd | | EmacsUser exclaims (at inky), "Good work!" | |||
| DavidW says, "Thanks inky!" | ||||
| inky says, "(just going by what maude said)" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "***You have won***" | ||||
| inky says, "hee hee" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "So ``rub'' and ``wash'' were not synonyms." | ||||
| DavidW says, "It's odd, but they often aren't." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Great, now let's go through the house and RUB everything." | ||||
| two-star says, "Reminds me of an easter egg I put in my comp05 game, where if you washed your hands repeatedly enough times, and then tried to do anything else, you'd get a message saying, "But your hands are not clean!"" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "you're so weird" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "ha" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | >The huge window could easily be mistaken for a door, only it doesn't Floyd | seem to be openable. It looks out onto an isolated street. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x street" | ||||
Floyd | >The neighbourhood is quiet and leafy. I imagine Marissa must be the Floyd | youngest inhabitant of the street by far; the houses here have an Floyd | unmistakable "retiree" look to them. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "pry door" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "pry window" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | >I sit down on the studio chair. I immediately notice that it's at Floyd | entirely the wrong height and angle for my body. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Studio (on the chair) Floyd | Marissa's studio. The concrete-floored room gives the impression of Floyd | spaciousness simply because of how empty it is: an artist's easel sits Floyd | right in the centre of the space, with an expensive-looking chair Floyd | facing it. A floor-length window on the east wall adds to the Floyd | discomforting sense of open space. The north wall, bare-bricked, looks Floyd | strangely out of character with the painted walls of the rest of the Floyd | house. The door is set into the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a brick here. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "adjust chasir" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "adjust chair" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa has obviously adjusted this chair to suit her own Floyd | proportions; I have no reason to meddle with it. Floyd | | EmacsUser says (to maudeoverton), "Wow, you caught a lot of verbs." | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Poke around a different room now?" | ||||
| Johnny says, "Sure" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Either your room or the kitchen." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Johnny), "You should choose." | ||||
| maudeoverton exclaims (at EmacsUser), "I tried to anticipate things the player might try - it's really heartening to see these little messages found!" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >(first leaving the chair) Floyd | Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "west" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. A vase of red roses lends some colour to the Floyd | otherwise monochromatic room. Floyd | | Johnny says, "oops" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "west" | ||||
Floyd | >There's nowhere to go in that direction. The only obvious exit is Floyd | east (to hallway (south end)). Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "east" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "north" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "west" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, reflected in a Floyd | portrait-sized mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, Floyd | in the east wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing Floyd | oak cupboard. A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a blanket here. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "We might want to wash the blanket." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "open blinds" | ||||
Floyd | >I open the blinds, revealing the window. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | >The window mostly looks out onto the fence between Marissa's property Floyd | and her neighbour's. The fence itself is plain chain-link, but some Floyd | privacy is offered by the climbing rose vine. Floyd | Floyd | The sky outside is overcast and uninviting. Floyd | Floyd | Cream-coloured venetian blinds are in their compressed position above Floyd | the window. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Now that we know that there's a laundry room." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >The drawer is at the base of the cupboard, with two squarish knobs Floyd | protruding from it. I can see some paintings stacked up inside the Floyd | open drawer. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x knobs" | ||||
Floyd | >There's nothing remarkable about the knobs. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "More squares." | |||
| Binder says, "indeed" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x paintings" | ||||
Floyd | >A stack of old paintings. They can't have been touched for years - Floyd | even inside the drawer, they've somehow managed to accumulate a thin Floyd | layer of dust. Their subjects all seem to be women relaxing together Floyd | in various settings - under parasols in a scenic park, by a fireplace Floyd | in a cosy living room, lazing on a drifting canal boat. Floyd | Floyd | Here is another painting that I'm certain wasn't here before. A Floyd | mattress lies in the centre of a bare wooden floor, covered in a mass Floyd | of bloodstained bedsheets. Nested in the middle of the sheets is the Floyd | body of a woman - she is asleep, or perhaps dead. Her skin is so pale Floyd | and the brushstrokes so clumsy that it is difficult to tell limb from Floyd | sheet. Floyd | | EmacsUser exclaims, "!" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "think about painting" | ||||
Floyd | >Where are these paintings coming from? Is Marissa trying to Floyd | communicate something? Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x woman" | ||||
Floyd | >(the woman in bedsheets) Floyd | I think she is smiling. It is a disturbing image. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x bedsheets" | ||||
Floyd | >Various neutral-coloured linens - blankets, duvets, sheets, Floyd | pillowcases. They all look freshly-laundered. Floyd | | ||||
| murphy_slaw arrives, full of fun and funk. | EmacsUser says, "Oh, wrong ones." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mattress" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Hey murphy_slaw" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "This is disturbing in a way much different from One Eye Open." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x bed" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a single-sized bed, with a panelled bedhead and deep blue duvet. Floyd | There is a minimal bedside table next to the bed. Floyd | | EmacsUser says (to murphy_slaw), "Hello." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x blanket" | ||||
Floyd | >It's smeared with blood. I can't remember touching it last night. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x bedhead" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a single-sized bed, with a panelled bedhead and deep blue duvet. Floyd | There is a minimal bedside table next to the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | >It's completely bare. Not even a clock or a lamp to break up the Floyd | surface. Floyd | | Binder says, "hee hee bedhead" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x blood" | ||||
Floyd | >It's smeared with blood. I can't remember touching it last night. Floyd | | Binder is picturing a bed with its hair all fucked up | |||
| Jacqueline says (to EU), "haha" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I was thinking about One Eye Open when you guys were talking about doing laundry earlier." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "launder blanket" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | EmacsUser says (to Jacqueline), "Oh, haha! Not what I had in mind." | |||
| inky says, "Also, re: ornithopters...with the workshop," | ||||
| inky says, "er" | Jacqueline says, "I am permanently traumatized by doing laundry in that game." | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Binder says, "that's my excuse for no longer doing it IRL" | ||||
| Jacqueline exclaims (at Binder), "Really?? Mine too!" | ||||
| Binder high5s Jacqueline. | ||||
| Jacqueline exclaims, "awright!" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, reflected in a Floyd | portrait-sized mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, Floyd | in the east wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing Floyd | oak cupboard. A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a blanket here. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x cupboard" | ||||
Floyd | >An oak linen cupboard, imposingly tall and square-edged. Bevelled Floyd | double-doors hang above a large drawer at the base. Floyd | Floyd | The double-doors hang open, revealing several shelves covered in bed Floyd | linens. My overcoat is in here, too. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "search bed" | ||||
Floyd | >There is nothing on the bed. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Oh, overcoat." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x overcoat" | ||||
Floyd | >It's wool - far too warm for this time of year, but the weather has Floyd | been less than clement and I needed an outer layer when I left the Floyd | house. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take overcoat" | ||||
Floyd | >It might be prudent to keep my arms covered. Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wear overcoat" | ||||
Floyd | >I put on the beige overcoat. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against a tube of Floyd | superglue, a medicine cabinet key, my bedroom door key and the cold, Floyd | unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. I'm wearing my beige overcoat and Floyd | my blouse and skirt. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "I wonder what would have happened had we glued to queen ornament down." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I find myself unable to focus on the mirror. My vision fills with Floyd | black when I try to look at it. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take blanket" | ||||
Floyd | >Taken. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Wash the blanket?" | |||
| Binder asks, "break the mirror?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "That seems less than courteous." | ||||
| Fang was killed when the Heinkel He 111 which was shuttling him to Berlin crashed shortly after takeoff in Salzburg at Ainring on 21 April 1944. Only his black metal hand was recovered from the wreckage. It received a full state funeral. | EmacsUser says, "Well, I'm going to try it." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | | Binder says (to EmacsUser), "we're already peeping on her bedroom and ransacking her house." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (north end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the south. In the west wall is a Floyd | door leading to the laundry. A striking painting hangs on the north Floyd | wall. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Laundry Floyd | The laundry is tiny; there is scarcely room to move around the sink Floyd | and washing machine that occupy most of the space in here, and I'm Floyd | forced to hunch inelegantly to avoid being battered by the clothes Floyd | hanging from a line across the ceiling. A crumpled blouse is on the Floyd | lid of the washing machine. Floyd | Floyd | In the west wall is a door leading outside. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "put blouse in washer" | ||||
Floyd | >(Marissa's blouse in the washing machine) Floyd | (first trying to take Marissa's blouse) Floyd | Carrying around the blanket is cumbersome enough. I'd prefer to put Floyd | that down, first. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "put blanket in washer" | ||||
Floyd | >(first taking Marissa's blouse) Floyd | (first opening the washing machine) Floyd | I heap the blanket into the machine and run it through a wash cycle, Floyd | my gaze wandering idly over the room. The washing machine rumbles to a Floyd | stop. I extract the blanket and hang it over the clothesline. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "put blouse in washer" | ||||
Floyd | >(Marissa's blouse in the washing machine) Floyd | I'll let Marissa take care of it. Floyd | | DavidW says, "I swear, they'll find the study key only after exhausting all other possibilities." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x blanket" | ||||
Floyd | >Damp, but clean. Floyd | | EmacsUser says (to DavidW), "haha." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look in washer" | ||||
Floyd | >The washing machine is empty. Floyd | | DavidW says, "oh, I didn't know we could wash the blanket. cool." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "wash machine" | ||||
Floyd | >It doesn't seem worth the bother. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x hangers" | ||||
Floyd | >The clothes are uniformly simple and practical. Floyd | | ||||
| maudeoverton says (to DavidW), "Yes, I'm refraining from butting in because they're finding all the optional things to do, haha." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x clothes" | ||||
Floyd | >The clothes are uniformly simple and practical. Floyd | | Jacqueline is having flashbacks. | |||
| EmacsUser asks (of Jacqueline), "To?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "One Eye Open" | ||||
| Jacqueline twitches. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >No point in dragging Marissa's blouse around. I'll leave it here. Floyd | Floyd | Hallway (north end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the south. In the west wall is a Floyd | door leading to the laundry. A striking painting hangs on the north Floyd | wall. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, reflected in a Floyd | portrait-sized mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, Floyd | in the east wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing Floyd | oak cupboard. A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take diazepam" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take valium" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Oh, whoops." | |||
| Johnny says, "It's probably still in the cabinet." | ||||
| (from DavidW) Floyd says, "oh are we going to try something dangerous now?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. A vase of red roses lends some colour to the Floyd | otherwise monochromatic room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take diazepam" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take valium" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't require it, myself. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "spray perfume" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't need to spray it around. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "wear perfume" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to take the perfume bottle) Floyd | I have no reason to take that. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "dye hair" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x dye" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a bottle of hair dye. Auburn #602. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about dye" | ||||
Floyd | >That sort of vanity has never really made much sense to me. Who is it Floyd | for, anyway? Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "think about perfume" | ||||
Floyd | >Does she just wear this around the house? Floyd | | Binder says, "we sure are judgey" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | >It's white plastic, with a subtle abstract pattern painted on it - Floyd | that much looks home-made. Floyd | Floyd | Neatly arranged on the table are a bottle of hair dye, some Floyd | toiletries, a perfume bottle, a packet of plasters and a vase. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x pattern" | ||||
Floyd | >It's deceptively intricate; I imagine such a pattern would have taken Floyd | some hours to paint. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x hair dye" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a bottle of hair dye. Auburn #602. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x vase" | ||||
Floyd | >A traditional tall vase in green glazed ceramic. An attractive Floyd | arrangement of red roses fills the vase. Floyd | | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in dye" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "smell roses" | ||||
Floyd | >They're fresh and heady. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about pattern" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't know what to think about that. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about shower" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't know what to think about that. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against a tube of Floyd | superglue, a medicine cabinet key, my bedroom door key and the cold, Floyd | unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. I'm wearing my beige overcoat and Floyd | my blouse and skirt. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Other thoughts, or a visit to the kitchen?" | |||
| DavidW says, "Kitchen!" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | DavidW says, "Or slice the clothesline into bits." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "I was thinking about it." | ||||
| DavidW says, "heh" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x bench" | ||||
Floyd | >Grey marble laminate. A note is on the bench. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sit on bench" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not something I can sit down on. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take rope. take candlestick. take gun." | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "read note" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Helena, Floyd | I hope you slept well. Sorry we didn't get a chance to talk much last Floyd | night - it's just that I'm not used to company. I'll be back this Floyd | evening. Please make yourself at home. Floyd | -M Floyd | | maudeoverton says, "Maybe you'll find some kind of toothy orifice in here." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Gee, I hope not." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x sink" | ||||
Floyd | >Steel, and stainless indeed. Marissa certainly keeps her space clean. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x tiles" | ||||
Floyd | >There's nothing remarkable about the tiles. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x fridge" | ||||
Floyd | >A tall white fridge. It seems well-maintained, but age is beginning Floyd | to show: there are flecks of corrosion along the edges. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x corrosion" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x stove" | ||||
Floyd | >The kitchen appliances are of little interest to me. Floyd | | Jacqueline says (to Maude), "haha" | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x phone" | ||||
Floyd | >A telephone base is attached to the wall, next to the door. A Floyd | basic-looking handset sits on the cradle. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x handset" | ||||
Floyd | >(first taking the handset) Floyd | The handset has very little functionality; it must be a relatively old Floyd | model. On the LCD, there is a remarkably brief list of what appears to Floyd | be contacts stored in the phone's memory: Floyd | Floyd | 1. Estelle: 01395847839 Floyd | 2. CAB: 01395137503 Floyd | 3. PHC: 01395042356 Floyd | | Binder says, "> sing this corrosion" | |||
| inky asks, "did you guys call any of these numbers?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "We tried to." | ||||
| DavidW says, "They tried." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "search plants" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial 1" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | I don't even know who "Estelle" is! Floyd | | inky says, "ok, that is a weird response" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about phone" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't know what to think about that. Floyd | | DavidW says, "They need to get into the study before the phone will make sense." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x appliances" | ||||
Floyd | >The kitchen appliances are of little interest to me. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about calendar" | ||||
Floyd | >What's the significance of Tuesdays, I wonder? Floyd | Floyd | The calendar seems to be hanging oddly; it isn't flat against the Floyd | wall. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Oho." | |||
| Johnny says, "woo" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look behind calendar" | ||||
Floyd | >I lift the calendar, and find a key hanging on the pin behind it. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take key" | ||||
Floyd | >(the mortice key) Floyd | I remove the key from behind the calendar and pocket it. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >I replace the telephone handset on the base. Floyd | Floyd | Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to another Floyd | room. The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to open the east door) Floyd | It seems to be locked. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against a mortice key, Floyd | a tube of superglue, a medicine cabinet key, my bedroom door key and Floyd | the cold, unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. I'm wearing my beige Floyd | overcoat and my blouse and skirt. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open east door with mortice key" | ||||
Floyd | >I unlock the east door. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening the east door) Floyd | Study Floyd | The modest study has a cold, neglected feel to it; the air is still Floyd | and oppressive, the silence broken by the stern, relentless ticking of Floyd | a wall clock. A flimsy desk against the far wall provides support for Floyd | a primitive-looking computer. An overflowing bookcase sits against the Floyd | south wall, while the door leads back west to the living room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "smell" | ||||
Floyd | >The house has a faint traces of perfume everywhere. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | >The ticking sets me on edge if I concentrate on it. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x clock" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a plain, unattractive, ticking timepiece. The hands point to Floyd | 7:03. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Oh, we wake early if we've alreay done a load of laundry by that time." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x bookcase" | ||||
Floyd | >The bookcase is tall and expansive; despite this, it is crammed Floyd | beyond its intended capacity with books. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x books" | ||||
Floyd | >The books mostly seem to fall into three genres: art theory, fantasy Floyd | and romance. There is also a sprinkling of non-fiction books with Floyd | titles like "Training the Black Dog" and "The Light at the End of Floyd | Depression". Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read "Training the Black Dog"" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not really interested in reading these. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x Training the Black Dog" | ||||
Floyd | >There are quite a number of self help books in the bookcase. I can Floyd | see terms like "cognitive therapy" and "self-esteem" repeating through Floyd | several of the titles. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "More disquieting signs." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x desk" | ||||
Floyd | >The white desk is of the kind designed to fold up for easier storage. Floyd | An old computer is on the desk. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look under desk" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x the light at the" | ||||
Floyd | >I only understood as far as wanting to examine the self help books. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "x computer" | ||||
Floyd | >The computer is a bulky beige model - it certainly doesn't look Floyd | recently-bought. The CRT monitor is currently blank. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "turn on computer" | ||||
Floyd | >The computer hums and grumbles its way to life. Floyd | Floyd | A dialog box is on screen, requesting the user password for "Marissa". Floyd | Damn. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "type Estelle" | ||||
Floyd | >"Password incorrect." Floyd | | DavidW says, "When I played, I had the password before I turned on the computer." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "type blood" | ||||
Floyd | >"Password incorrect." Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Behind the note, maybe" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Study Floyd | The modest study has a cold, neglected feel to it; the air is still Floyd | and oppressive, the silence broken by the stern, relentless ticking of Floyd | a wall clock. A flimsy desk against the far wall provides support for Floyd | a primitive-looking computer. An overflowing bookcase sits against the Floyd | south wall, while the door leads back west to the living room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x clock" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a plain, unattractive, ticking timepiece. The hands point to Floyd | 7:15. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Well, I guess we look for a password." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to the study. Floyd | The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look behind note" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Nope." | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "take note" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't need to take the note with me; I can read it where it is. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "turn note" | ||||
Floyd | >Nothing obvious happens. Floyd | | DavidW asks, "What, you think you haven't looked everywhere outside the study already?" | |||
| Jacqueline asks (of Maude), "Where are you, btw? Australia? NZ?" | ||||
| Alex says (to Jacqueline), "Awwwk! Word on the street is that NZ is New Zealand, which is the safest place to be in event of nuclear holocaust." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to the study. Floyd | The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Study Floyd | The modest study has a cold, neglected feel to it; the air is still Floyd | and oppressive, the silence broken by the stern, relentless ticking of Floyd | a wall clock. A flimsy desk against the far wall provides support for Floyd | a primitive-looking computer. An overflowing bookcase sits against the Floyd | south wall, while the door leads back west to the living room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take book" | ||||
Floyd | >I have no reason to take that. Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "type password" | ||||
Floyd | >"Password incorrect." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x bookcase" | ||||
Floyd | >The bookcase is tall and expansive; despite this, it is crammed Floyd | beyond its intended capacity with books. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x books" | ||||
Floyd | >The books mostly seem to fall into three genres: art theory, fantasy Floyd | and romance. There is also a sprinkling of non-fiction books with Floyd | titles like "Training the Black Dog" and "The Light at the End of Floyd | Depression". Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "type depression" | ||||
Floyd | >"Password incorrect." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look up art theory in books" | ||||
Floyd | >Which do I mean, the art theory books, the romance books, the fantasy Floyd | books or the self help books? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x art theory books" | ||||
Floyd | >Art theory, history, essays and other related texts. Floyd | | DavidW says, "I think you'll know the password when you find it." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x romance books" | ||||
Floyd | >A few "stock standard" Mills & Boon, though most of the books seem to Floyd | be from smaller publishers. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x fantasy books" | ||||
Floyd | >Fantasy novels about strong-willed lady knights and sorceresses. I Floyd | think I can see a scrap of paper protruding from one of the books. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take scrap" | ||||
Floyd | >Taken. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x self help books" | ||||
Floyd | >There are quite a number of self help books in the bookcase. I can Floyd | see terms like "cognitive therapy" and "self-esteem" repeating through Floyd | several of the titles. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x scrap" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a scrap of lined paper, probably torn from a notebook. In small, Floyd | neat writing are the words "serenity devoid". Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "read scrap" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a scrap of lined paper, probably torn from a notebook. In small, Floyd | neat writing are the words "serenity devoid". Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "type serenity devoid" | ||||
Floyd | >The password field vanishes. Floyd | Floyd | The desktop is displayed. The following icons are available to click Floyd | on: Floyd | Floyd | Mail Floyd | Browser Floyd | Word Processor Floyd | | inky says, "I wonder if the decline of the adventure game is due to people switching to passwords like "p45ha7A!@8qb"" | |||
| DavidW says, "ha" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open mail" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | [If I am trying to "open" something on the computer screen, I should Floyd | try "click"-ing it instead.] Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "click mail" | ||||
Floyd | >I double-click on the "Mail" icon. Floyd | Floyd | Marissa's inbox. The following emails are available to read or reply Floyd | to: Floyd | Floyd | Plymvale Health Centre Auto reminder: Prescription renewal Floyd | Pain~M.eds 80% discounted prices Floyd | Helena Jevne Re: Re: Hi Floyd | ClassmateReunion.com Inquiry Results Floyd | Helena Jevne Re: Hi Floyd | Helena Jevne Hi Floyd | Estelle Clements Thank you Floyd | Estelle Clements Request Floyd | Floyd | I can also click an "escape" button to return to the operating system. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Just checking the synonyms." | |||
| DavidW asks, "Incidentally, was Emily's computer extension used for this?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read request" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Marissa Floyd | I am expecting some company later this week. Would you be available to Floyd | come over on Wednesday in addition to your usual Tuesday? Floyd | Estelle Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read thank you" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Marissa Floyd | Thank you. I appreciate it. You are always so reliable. Floyd | Estelle Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read hi" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Dear Marissa, Floyd | It was lovely to run into you again today. You're looking well. It is Floyd | such a pleasure to speak to you again after so many years. I hope you Floyd | made it home safely. Floyd | Well wishes, Floyd | Helena Floyd | | ||||
| maudeoverton says (to DavidW), "It was, yes." | DavidW says, "yay" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read re:hi" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Dear Marissa, Floyd | No, I haven't seen any of them since school. Besides, I mostly found Floyd | them to be a trivial waste of time, even then. Wouldn't you agree? Floyd | Well wishes, Floyd | Helena Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read inquiry results" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Dear Marissa, Floyd | In response to your recent inquiry, this email is to inform you that Floyd | your search for "Helena Jevne" returned 0 results. Floyd | Thanks for using ClassmateReunion.com! Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "We have a last name." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read re:re:hi" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Dear Marissa, Floyd | Absolutely. I've never understood that sort of "social prostitution". Floyd | It can only be damaging to surround yourself with people of that Floyd | calibre! I've always found it so much more rewarding to spend time Floyd | with just one, worthwhile, friend. Floyd | Well wishes, Floyd | Helena Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read 80% discounted prices" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Suffering from pa1n_or_anx1ety? An order is one click away! Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Uh oh." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Auto reminder: Prescription" | ||||
| Binder gets anx1ious | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read Auto reminder: Prescription" | ||||
Floyd | >No such message is available. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Er..." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read Auto reminder: Prescription renewal" | ||||
Floyd | >No such message is available. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read prescription renewal" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | This is an automated message to remind you to renew your prescription Floyd | for Valium. We look forward to seeing you at Plymvale Health Centre Floyd | soon. Please do not reply to this email. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "For some reason I am tempted to reply." | |||
| Binder says (to EmacsUser), "Ha." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "press escape" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "heehee" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "escape" | ||||
Floyd | >[Try "click escape" or "click esc"] Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "click escape" | ||||
Floyd | >I return to the operating system. Floyd | Floyd | The desktop is displayed. The following icons are available to click Floyd | on: Floyd | Floyd | Mail Floyd | Browser Floyd | Word Processor Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "click browser" | ||||
Floyd | >I double-click on the "Browser" icon. Floyd | Floyd | The browser is open. The following icons are available to click on: Floyd | Floyd | History Floyd | Favourites Floyd | Floyd | I can also click an "escape" button to return to the operating system. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "click history" | ||||
Floyd | >Empty! Either she doesn't actually use this computer, or she goes to Floyd | the bother of clearing her history. How paranoid. Floyd | Floyd | The browser is open. The following icons are available to click on: Floyd | Floyd | History Floyd | Favourites Floyd | Floyd | I can also click an "escape" button to return to the operating system. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "click favourites" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa has very few favourites saved: there are a couple of art Floyd | blogs, an online bookstore, and one of those "classmate finder" Floyd | websites. Floyd | Floyd | The browser is open. The following icons are available to click on: Floyd | Floyd | History Floyd | Favourites Floyd | Floyd | I can also click an "escape" button to return to the operating system. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "click bookstore" | ||||
Floyd | >I could while away many hours browsing through all this, but then Floyd | Marissa would likely come home and find me in here. Besides, I'm sure Floyd | I can manage to occupy myself with other things. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "escape" | ||||
Floyd | >[Try "click escape" or "click esc"] Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "click escape" | ||||
Floyd | >I return to the operating system. Floyd | Floyd | The desktop is displayed. The following icons are available to click Floyd | on: Floyd | Floyd | Mail Floyd | Browser Floyd | Word Processor Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "click word processor" | ||||
Floyd | >I double-click on the "Word Processor" icon and glance briefly over Floyd | the program. Marissa has only one recently-opened document: a Tax Floyd | Invoice template for "M. Ridley Cleaning". Her business, I assume. Floyd | Interesting. I give the file a cursory glance, then close the word Floyd | processor. Floyd | Floyd | The desktop is displayed. The following icons are available to click Floyd | on: Floyd | Floyd | Mail Floyd | Browser Floyd | Word Processor Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "She has a last name too." | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Do we want to reply to anything, or try the phone again?" | ||||
| Binder asks, "hurm. so she searched for us on the classmates site and didn't find us?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Yeah, I think so." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Sounds like it, yeah." | ||||
| Binder checks the clock to see if it's 9:05 yet... | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x clock" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a plain, unattractive, ticking timepiece. The hands point to Floyd | 3:16. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Whoa, a lot of time passed." | |||
| maudeoverton goes home. | Binder was riffing on [LINK] | |||
| Binder says, "Attempting to, in any case." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Right, but I still wanted to see the game time." | ||||
| maudeoverton arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x clock" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a plain, unattractive, ticking timepiece. The hands point to Floyd | 3:17. Floyd | | DavidW says (to maudeoverton), "I don't think you missed anything." | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Try the phone?" | ||||
| Johnny says, "We kind of know who Estelle is now" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "Sorry about that - newbie failings." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with two chairs pushed beneath it. Wedged Floyd | into the northwest corner of the room is a television, an Floyd | old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against the north wall to Floyd | the east is an open display cabinet with a single shelf of ornaments Floyd | visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to the study. Floyd | The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | Floyd | I can hear a phone ringing from somewhere to the west. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | Floyd | The phone rings out just as I step into the room. It echoes eerily in Floyd | my head. Floyd | | Binder asks, "She's apparently someone who pays Marissa to come over on Tuesdays and ... clean?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "It would make sense." | ||||
| Johnny says, "dun dun dun" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial 1" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | (first taking the telephone handset) Floyd | Curious, I dial "Estelle". The phone rings once. Twice. Six times, Floyd | then a female voice - no, a recording of one - answers in stiff Oxford Floyd | English: "Hello, you've reached Estelle. I am unable to receive your Floyd | call at this time, so please leave a message after the tone and I will Floyd | get back to you as soon as possible." I hang up before the tone. Floyd | | DavidW asks, "uh, wait. Wasn't the phone ringing?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Ach." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | | DavidW says, "oh, it stopped ringing." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take phonoe" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take phone" | ||||
Floyd | >Taken. Floyd | | DavidW says, "I didn't parse 'The phone rings out' properly." | |||
| Binder says, "perhaps our Auditory Hallucination Reminder System was just firing to tell us 'hey now you can use the phone'" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x phone" | ||||
Floyd | >(examining the handset) Floyd | The handset has very little functionality; it must be a relatively old Floyd | model. On the LCD, there is a remarkably brief list of what appears to Floyd | be contacts stored in the phone's memory: Floyd | Floyd | 1. Estelle: 01395847839 Floyd | 2. CAB: 01395137503 Floyd | 3. PHC: 01395042356 Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "So are we okay?" | |||
| DavidW says, "oh yes" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial 1" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | Curious, I dial "Estelle". The phone rings once. Twice. Six times, Floyd | then a female voice - no, a recording of one - answers in stiff Oxford Floyd | English: "Hello, you've reached Estelle. I am unable to receive your Floyd | call at this time, so please leave a message after the tone and I will Floyd | get back to you as soon as possible." I hang up before the tone. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | I don't really have cause to call her again. Besides, that stiff voice Floyd | sends a chill up my spine. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "I don't think there's much about us that is okay, but yeah." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Jacqueline), "Ah, point." | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about estelle" | ||||
Floyd | >Her name alone nauseates me. I am certain there is something Floyd | dangerous about that woman. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Oh PHC is probably the hospital" | |||
| Binder exclaims, "Dangerous!" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial 3" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | PHC... Plymvale Health Centre? I don't need to call them. Floyd | | Binder says, "ah, yes, where Marissa scores her drugs" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Johnny), "Good work." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Uncanny valium." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | Floyd | A handwritten note has been placed near the middle of the bench. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Hmm, I'm not sure of the next move. We have superglue..." | |||
| Binder says, "we should break something." | ||||
| Binder calls Chekhov's Adhesive on this. | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Have we looked at much through the hole into M's bedroom?" | ||||
| Binder exclaims, "Not enough!" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to DavidW), "No." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >I replace the telephone handset on the base. Floyd | Floyd | I flinch, startled, as I step into the living room: an Floyd | elaborately-dressed woman is sitting at Marissa's dining table, bold Floyd | as day. She looks to be in her late fifties and glares at me from Floyd | beneath a permanently-wrinkled brow. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "Who are you?" Floyd | [2] "What are you doing here?" Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Yikes." | |||
| Binder says, "aaaaaaa" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Instant Woman!" | ||||
| Johnny says (to DavidW), "Just the once." | ||||
| maudeoverton exclaims, "...just add crazy!" | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "1?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Try 1, sure." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >The woman meets my eyes with a steely gaze. "Surely, you've already Floyd | read enough of my correspondence with Marissa to know." My vision Floyd | wobbles threateningly, but I square my shoulders and glare back at Floyd | her. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "What are you doing here?" Floyd | | DavidW says, "It's Estelle!!! RUN!" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "save" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||||
Floyd | >Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | | Binder says, "It's too late, the gazebo attacks you." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >She smirks. "Marissa wishes it. Can you honestly say the same for Floyd | yourself?" I can begin to feel rage quietly building up beneath my Floyd | ribcage. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "I think you should leave, now." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >"You utter imbecile. Can't you even recognise yourself in the Floyd | mirror?" Floyd | Floyd | [1] "Mirror? What would you know about that?" Floyd | [2] "Of course I can, you vile woman!" Floyd | | Binder says, "The breakdown of consciousness in the bicameral mind." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Okay, another choice." | ||||
| Binder says, "Probably another choiceless choice." | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh, maybe it's Helena sitting there." | ||||
| Binder says, "I'm Helena and so's my wife." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks (of DavidW), "Huh?" | ||||
| Binder says, "I vote 1." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Helena corresponded with Marissa too." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "But aren't we Helena?" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "um, maybe?" | ||||
| Johnny says, "Well, also, crazy." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Maybe it's Mirror Helena." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x woman" | ||||
Floyd | >An older woman with an air of wealth and haughtiness. She wears a Floyd | strikingly elaborate blue gown, and a tiara is nestled in her silver Floyd | perm. Floyd | | EmacsUser exclaims, "Oh!" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x gown" | ||||
Floyd | >What an excessive garment! It looks oddly familiar. Floyd | | Johnny asks, "The queen?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tiara" | ||||
Floyd | >It seems a strange accessory for a grown woman. What might it Floyd | represent to her? Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "No doubt." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x queen" | ||||
Floyd | >(the strange woman) Floyd | An older woman with an air of wealth and haughtiness. She wears a Floyd | strikingly elaborate blue gown, and a tiara is nestled in her silver Floyd | perm. Floyd | | DavidW says, "ooh. weird." | |||
| Binder says, "oh, we're stuck in an art theory book" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >"I was watching from behind the glass - as, obviously, were you." Floyd | Floyd | I gasp, tiny fibres from the carpet floating into my mouth; somehow I Floyd | am lying cheek-down on the floor. The woman is gone. Presumably, the Floyd | old bitch struck me prone. Floyd | Floyd | I raise myself to my feet, feeling angry for the intrusion. Who Floyd | exactly is this woman that Marissa is dealing with? Floyd | Floyd | I hear the front door open and look over to see Marissa entering the Floyd | room. She greets me with a shy smile and places her handbag down on Floyd | the table. Floyd | | EmacsUser doesn't know what to do. | |||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "think about queen" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm admittedly relieved the porcelain figure is gone. Somehow, that Floyd | little queen made me more uncomfortable than the ugly clay ornaments. Floyd | | DavidW says, "talk to marissa, I guess" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to EU), ">GO INSANE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "talk to marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa turns her eyes upon me, questioning. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "You're home. How has your day been?" Floyd | [2] "Marissa. Where have you been all day?" Floyd | | EmacsUser nods at Jacqueline. | |||
| DavidW asks, "Which choice?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "I vote 2." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | >She seems confronted, her head lowering. "Just at work. There's a Floyd | lady I help... it's housekeeping. Nothing glamourous. How was your Floyd | day?" Floyd | Floyd | [1] "I've just... looked around your house a little." Floyd | [2] "Fine. Why do you ask?" Floyd | [3] "I've had a pleasant stay. Thanks for all your kindness." Floyd | | DavidW asks, "1?" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Is 1 ok?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >I feel a twinge of something unpleasant in my chest. Treacherously, Floyd | my lip twitches. Marissa's eyes, wide and unsettlingly clear, flick Floyd | down to my mouth, then meet my eyes seriously. That vague look enters Floyd | her expression again. Floyd | Floyd | "Of course." She closes her eyes for a moment before staring at me Floyd | seriously. "Helena... I'm sure you'd do no harm here." She almost Floyd | reaches for my arm, then seems to think better of it. The silence Floyd | swells. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "I'll let you get on with your business." Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Timing." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa clears her throat. "I'm going to take a shower. I'll be out Floyd | soon. Please don't mind me." She walks off down the hallway and I am Floyd | again left alone. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >I may need to confront her soon. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x handbag" | ||||
Floyd | >A soft fabric handbag with a shoulder strap. I can see something Floyd | inside it. Floyd | | Binder says, "I feel like we're living Set This House in Order." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look in handbag" | ||||
Floyd | >The contents of the handbag are neat and few. A purse, a keyring and Floyd | a piece of paper. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take keyring and paper" | ||||
Floyd | >No... as a guest, I think I need to be more mindful than that. One Floyd | action at a time. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take keyring" | ||||
Floyd | >Taken. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take paper" | ||||
Floyd | >(the piece of paper) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x keyring" | ||||
Floyd | >A metal keyring, with an intricately plaited decoration of thread and Floyd | beads trailing from it. On the ring are a well-used mortice key and a Floyd | gold mortice key. Floyd | | maudeoverton says, "Haha, that message totally isn't appropriate there." | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x paper" | ||||
Floyd | >(the piece of paper) Floyd | It's a little memo, written in a stern hand. "Marissa. Kindly make the Floyd | arrangements today as discussed. The white roses are appreciated. Floyd | Everything else you'll need is in my room. Estelle." Floyd | | maudeoverton says, "It's fine to rummage through her handbag, but to take more than one thing at once? Oh no, no." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to maudeoverton), "Heh." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take purse" | ||||
Floyd | >I have no reason to take that. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "I am betting that we can open her bedroom now." | |||
| DavidW says, "I'm betting that too." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | Floyd | I can hear the shower running. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open east door with gold" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open east door with gold mortice key" | ||||
Floyd | >That doesn't seem to fit the lock. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open east door with worn mortice key" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open east door with well-used mortice key" | ||||
Floyd | >I unlock Marissa's bedroom door. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first opening Marissa's bedroom door) Floyd | Marissa's Bedroom Floyd | Marissa's bedroom is initially confusing to the eye; the walls are Floyd | almost entirely covered in an eccentric display of unframed paintings Floyd | and tiny mirrors in mismatched frames. Lace curtains drape over a Floyd | window in the north wall, letting dappled light filter onto a Floyd | white-framed bed. In the dimly-lit south side of the room is a bedside Floyd | table, covered in a pale floral cloth and a reading lamp. A white Floyd | wardrobe, far less intimidating than the one in the spare room, is Floyd | here too. The door is to the west. Floyd | | Binder says, "... artists." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x paintings" | ||||
Floyd | >The paintings are nearly all landscapes, with any human figures Floyd | silhouetted or obscured by scenery. Every painting seems almost to Floyd | glitter with creativity, and yet there is a sense of longing to all of Floyd | them - each waterfall is not dramatically foregrounded, but lingers, Floyd | hazy, behind a layer of mist; each sky seems to stretch endlessly, not Floyd | quite delivering on the promise of a horizon. Floyd | | DavidW asks, "what? You think there's a hole on this side?" | |||
| Johnny says, "It's a one-way hole." | ||||
| Johnny says, "As are most." | ||||
| Binder says (to Johnny), "HA" | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "x wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | >A tall white wardrobe for clothes. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "open wardrobe" | ||||
Floyd | >I open the white wardrobe, revealing some clothes. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x clothes" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa's clothes - mostly simple garments, with a few lacy affairs Floyd | tossed in. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x mirrors" | ||||
Floyd | >There are dark eyes everywhere, blinking at me from every wall. The Floyd | mirrors are framed in a whimsical assortment of frames, ranging from Floyd | dark wrought iron, to embossed silver, to raw timber. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "look at me in mirrors" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x reflection" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x curtains" | ||||
Floyd | >The window looks out to the north. The neighbourhood looks lifeless Floyd | beneath the grey sky. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | >A little round table with a floral cloth draped over it. A drawer, Floyd | its face rounded with the curve of the table, faces towards the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x floral cloth" | ||||
Floyd | >A little round table with a floral cloth draped over it. A drawer, Floyd | its face rounded with the curve of the table, faces towards the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >Around me, all over the walls, blonde women lunge forward in Floyd | reflective fragments. Dizzy, I focus on the drawer. There is a small Floyd | diary inside, its cover hand painted. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x cover" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x diary" | ||||
Floyd | >The cover is a painting of a girl, her head rested on her folded Floyd | arms, melancholy blue eyes staring out beyond the image. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "open diary" | ||||
Floyd | >It is important that I know as much as possible about Marissa's Floyd | situation in order to help her. Later, I am sure she will understand Floyd | to thank me for my concern. I remove the diary from the drawer and Floyd | spread it open on the bed. Floyd | Floyd | There are several pages filled with text. I read the first entry. Floyd | Floyd | "Life outside the studio window blurs on without me. Sometimes, when Floyd | the loneliness is at its strongest, I move my easel close to the door Floyd | and hide behind it, watching the neighbourhood's movements. There is a Floyd | little old lady across the road who I often see struggling to carry Floyd | her groceries inside from the bus. No-one is ever there to help her. I Floyd | wonder what her name is, why she is alone." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | >Excuse me? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "read diary" | ||||
Floyd | >I continue reading. Floyd | Floyd | "I'm trying to keep to my schedule. Cleaning, always cleaning. Nothing Floyd | is ever clean enough. Nothing is ever essential enough. I look away Floyd | from my canvas and everything seems without essence and covered in Floyd | dirt." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >"Estelle is the kindest employer I could ever hope for. Today she Floyd | told me a little more about her work at the opera theatre. I listened, Floyd | spell-bound as a child. I think she knows I have no anecdotes of my Floyd | own to contribute, so she just talks and smiles kindly. I guess what Floyd | she is is a friend, though I retreat from the word with uncertainty." Floyd | | DavidW says, "hm. I'd've thought the gold key would be for the drawer or the diary, but maybe not." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Yes, I expected that too." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >"I am sure the sunrise is influencing my palette - dear Matisse would Floyd | not approve! - but oh, the studio is spectacular in the dawn light. I Floyd | paint all night until I am too exhausted to think, and then I sleep Floyd | and sleep and sometimes I can't get out of bed. The itch of tears is Floyd | fresh in my eyes when I wake because I dream of such pretty things and Floyd | then I wake, and I stare at my blank ceiling, blankness reflected in Floyd | such blank eyes." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >"Oh Nan, how is it that I live like this? I dreamt of you and I hope Floyd | I keep your house well enough for you because I do still miss you, Floyd | every day. I hope you are in peace." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >"Coming back from Estelle's today, I ran into Helena Jevne. She is Floyd | still as strikingly beautiful as she was back in school. And goodness, Floyd | so tall. Nervous as I was, I could not escape from our conversation Floyd | for over two hours... but in retrospect, I am glad. She seems such a Floyd | strong-minded, sensible person. Better-adjusted than me, most likely. Floyd | She has brought me back from this slumber of blankness, I think. I Floyd | dare to hope that maybe I will see her again." Floyd | | Binder exclaims, "aw, she likes us!" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >"Alone. It bites at me over and over and over and I have forgotten my Floyd | schedule, but it seems so meaningless so meaningless so" Floyd | | DavidW asks, "And we're 'better-adjusted', eh?" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >"I almost can't look at my paintings after they are painted. The loss Floyd | of that moment of creation is painful. I dreamt of so many things, Floyd | once. Now I hold onto a series of singular dreams, fluttering against Floyd | my palms as I grasp them, almost too afraid to breathe for fear of Floyd | crushing their delicacy, and I paint them with a mechanical Floyd | concentration. And can't look back. I am beginning on the cliffside I Floyd | saw in my dream. I hope it will be enough for now." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >"Emails. So nerve-wracking. Of course I am intimidated by her; her Floyd | wisdom and her worldliness must see right through my meek existence. Floyd | 'Purity' is what I value, I tell myself. In the face of another human Floyd | being, though, my convictions waver... and even if I weren't so shy, I Floyd | don't know if I could let a person into my life. Especially... well, Floyd | oh. I don't know." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >This page is smeared with dark stains, rendering most of it Floyd | illegible. "... phone call in the night ... ecked and the key wasn't Floyd | there ... rror had been smashed in viole ..." Floyd | | DavidW asks, "mirror smashed?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Likely." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >The dark stains continue on this page, and the following. "... been Floyd | here for over a week now ... re white roses from the garden, stained Floyd | with hairdye! She must have tak ... aints, everywhere! ... drawer, Floyd | found the most terrible thing but didn't dare ..." Floyd | | Binder is getting creeped out by this. | |||
| Binder says (to maudeoverton), "So, well done." | ||||
| maudeoverton -) | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "This explains the difference in rose color. And why our hands were colored afterwards." | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "Oh, that was supposed to be a smile, heh." | ||||
| maudeoverton smiles: | ||||
| inky asks, "oh, were the roses on the bush called out as being white?" | ||||
| Johnny :) | ||||
| DavidW says (to inky), "We saw them as red." | ||||
| Binder says, "I think we keep seeing them as red and reading about them in places as white." | ||||
| Johnny says, "You :\:)" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to inky), "Yeah, in the note from Estelle" | ||||
| inky says, "ah" | ||||
| DavidW says, "But yeah, there was the note where Estelle thanks M for the white roses." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "I can't tell what ``...aints, everywhere!'' means." | ||||
| DavidW says, "And I bet the new paintings in our room were paintings we had done." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "I would think ``paints,'' but how does it --- oh." | ||||
| inky says, "paints, presumably" | ||||
| DavidW says, "The diary is saying we've been here over a week." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >I flip through the pages, reading the few fragments I can, all Floyd | written in a hand seemingly overcome by distress. "... ntire mirror Floyd | covered in plasters! and I ... heart-stopping crashes and then a thud Floyd | on my door ... ound the mark of a fist! What does sh ... scraping at Floyd | the brickwork ... a knife, no less! and bloo ..." Floyd | | Binder asks, "who are you going to believe, the diary or our own transcript?" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | >The rest of the pages are blank. Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere to the west, I can hear Marissa calling for me. My Floyd | clammy palms betray an inexplicable apprehension. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "drop knife" | ||||
Floyd | >It's unlikely that I'll need to use it again, but I still feel more Floyd | comfortable having it on my person. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Uh oh." | |||
| Johnny says (to EU), "We got that at the beginning too." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "We put the plasters on the mirror? Not on our arms?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x arms" | ||||
Floyd | >They're clean and plastered. Floyd | | Johnny says, "I think." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Johnny), "Yes, you're right." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Maybe we did both." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling in my skirt pockets, my fingers brush against Estelle's memo, Floyd | a keyring, a scrap of paper, a study door key, a medicine cabinet key, Floyd | my bedroom door key and the cold, unnerving steel of a kitchen knife. Floyd | I'm wearing my beige overcoat and my blouse and skirt. Floyd | Floyd | I thought there was something else I was carrying before... well, Floyd | perhaps not. Floyd | | DavidW says, "Are we going to put the diary back or just brazen it out." | |||
| inky asks, "what did we lose?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh. Diary go poof." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Yeah." | ||||
| inky says, "uh, weird" | ||||
| Binder says, "wow, we're being gaslit. Awesome." | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "I think the diary is still on the bed" | ||||
| Bishop says, "Whoops, thought this was on Sunday for some reason." | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh. So what disappeared, ... the glue!" | ||||
| EmacsUser wonders. | ||||
| Binder exclaims, "what the stuck?!" | ||||
| DavidW says, "The tube of glue is gone." | ||||
| Johnny says (to Bishop), "There was a non-floyd session last week." | ||||
| Bishop says, "I still like the suggestion someone once put forwards that we'd put it on the toilet seat." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Bishop), "yikes" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Bishop), "That's Saran Wrap." | ||||
| DavidW says, "The Saran Wrap goes under the seat." | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa's Bedroom Floyd | Marissa's bedroom is initially confusing to the eye; the walls are Floyd | almost entirely covered in an eccentric display of unframed paintings Floyd | and tiny mirrors in mismatched frames. Lace curtains drape over a Floyd | window in the north wall, letting dappled light filter onto a Floyd | white-framed bed. In the dimly-lit south side of the room is a bedside Floyd | table, covered in a pale floral cloth and a reading lamp. A white Floyd | wardrobe, far less intimidating than the one in the spare room, is Floyd | here too. The door is to the west. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "save" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | >Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | | DavidW says (to EmacsUser), "good thinking" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "West, maybe?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "yes" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >I quickly return the diary. Floyd | Floyd | Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | Floyd | Marissa runs past in a tearful blur, almost crashing into me as she Floyd | dashes into the bedroom. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks, "Um, east, maybe?" | |||
| Binder asks, "... okay?" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "uh, sure?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa's Bedroom Floyd | Marissa's bedroom is initially confusing to the eye; the walls are Floyd | almost entirely covered in an eccentric display of unframed paintings Floyd | and tiny mirrors in mismatched frames. Lace curtains drape over a Floyd | window in the north wall, letting dappled light filter onto a Floyd | white-framed bed. In the dimly-lit south side of the room is a bedside Floyd | table, covered in a pale floral cloth and a reading lamp. A white Floyd | wardrobe, far less intimidating than the one in the spare room, is Floyd | here too. The door is to the west. Floyd | Floyd | Marissa is here. Her small frame heaves with silent sobbing, her eyes Floyd | unfocused. Floyd | | inky says, "whatta whiner" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "talk to marissa" | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "press space" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "%showpartial" | ||||
| Floyd > >Marissa looks at me with teary eyes, a startling red ringing the grey | ||||
| Floyd > irises. I hesitate, sensing the likely gravity of this conversation. | ||||
| Floyd > Should I talk to her now? Please answer yes or no.> | DavidW says, "oh, this a finale situation." | |||
| DavidW says, "We might want to explore before doing it." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "save" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf5" | EmacsUser says, "Oh, right." | |||
| Binder says, "I definitely feel like I have no idea what we might say to her." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa looks at me with teary eyes, a startling red ringing the grey Floyd | irises. I hesitate, sensing the likely gravity of this conversation. Floyd | Should I talk to her now? Please answer yes or no.> Please answer yes Floyd | or no.> Please answer yes or no.> Floyd | "Never mind," I mutter. Marissa's eyes glaze over for a moment, and Floyd | then - as though I had never disturbed her - she resumes her crying. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "save" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf5" | ||||
Floyd | >Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | | DavidW says, "I'm not sure the save works during a yes-no question-response." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Exactly, but I forgot that." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Let's check the bathroom. Might be a clue there." | ||||
| Johnny says, "Restore cf4" | ||||
| Binder says, "seems likely, she just came from there." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "First there was the comp, and then several stories I'd already seen; I seem to be out of practice for CF." | ||||
| Binder says, "probably something 'we' did to her broke her." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Johnny), "no let's continue from where we are." | ||||
| Bishop arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Feeling particularly cautious, I lock the door behind me. There could Floyd | be all manner of danger in this house, and I feel obliged to keep Floyd | Marissa safe. Floyd | Floyd | Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Bathroom Floyd | The bathroom is modestly sized and equipped, and as pristine as a Floyd | hospital room. A white basin faces the door, a small mirrored cabinet Floyd | attached to the wall above it. A toilet and shower are fixed against Floyd | the north and south walls respectively. Just left of the doorway on | Binder says, "obliged to keep Marissa PRISONER, we mean." | |||
Floyd | the east wall is a small plastic table, covered in toiletries and Floyd | other miscellany. A vase of red roses lends some colour to the Floyd | otherwise monochromatic room. Floyd | | DavidW says, "Oh, and we can spy on M via the hole, of course, now." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x roses" | ||||
Floyd | >A handful of vivid red roses. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Oh, so that wasn't illusionary? I wasn't sure." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I find myself unable to focus on the mirror. My vision fills with Floyd | black when I try to look at it. Floyd | | Johnny says, "Hair dye." | |||
| Bishop asks, "Is auburn really vivid enough to pass for red roses?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "The diary said we dyed the roses, but we still can't see through it." | ||||
| Binder says, "we have the darnedest blind spots." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x shower" | ||||
Floyd | >A glass-screened shower. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open shower" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not something I can open. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in shower" | ||||
Floyd | >The shower is empty. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | >That's already open. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in it" | ||||
Floyd | >The interior of the cabinet is stained with age, but spotlessly Floyd | clean. Inside, I can see a canister of Valium. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x valium" | ||||
Floyd | >Diazepam: anxiolytic, hypnotic. For treating symptoms of anxiety, Floyd | agitation and insomnia. Take one tablet once a day as directed by Floyd | doctor. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open canister" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not something I can open. Floyd | | Binder says, ">drug marissa" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "take canister" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't require it, myself. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in vase" | ||||
Floyd | >In the vase is a cluster of roses. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x dye" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a bottle of hair dye. Auburn #602. Floyd | | Bishop says, "Suuure you don't." | |||
| DavidW says, "hm. No new clues here after all." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Studio Floyd | Marissa's studio. The concrete-floored room gives the impression of Floyd | spaciousness simply because of how empty it is: an artist's easel sits Floyd | right in the centre of the space, with an expensive-looking chair Floyd | facing it. A floor-length window on the east wall adds to the Floyd | discomforting sense of open space. The north wall, bare-bricked, looks Floyd | strangely out of character with the painted walls of the rest of the Floyd | house. The door is set into the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | I can see a brick here. Floyd | | Binder says, "well, in our defense, we probably need anti-schizophrenics." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look through hole" | ||||
Floyd | >I lean in towards the hole and look through to the dimly-lit master Floyd | bedroom. I can see the shadowy figure of Marissa hunched into herself Floyd | on the bed, oddly silhouetted by the window behind her. Her face is Floyd | flecked with reflected light from the mirrors on the bedroom walls, Floyd | highlighting the tears on her cheeks. Floyd | | Binder says, "valium would just be gravy" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirrors" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "watch marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | >The huge window could easily be mistaken for a door, only it doesn't Floyd | seem to be openable. It looks out onto an isolated street. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x canvas" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa is painting a landscape, apparently without visual reference. Floyd | It looks near completion - a desolate cliff overlooking a misty ocean. Floyd | Melancholic, but admittedly quite beautiful. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "finish painting" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "paint canvas" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | Binder says, "ha" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with a handbag placed on top and two chairs Floyd | pushed beneath it. Wedged into the northwest corner of the room is a Floyd | television, an old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against Floyd | the north wall to the east is an open display cabinet with a single Floyd | shelf of ornaments visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to the study. Floyd | The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | Binder asks, "check our bedroom?" | |||
| DavidW asks, "I suppose ... check drawer in our room? Check the roses out back? Check the phone? Check the queen?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x queen" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x ornaments" | ||||
Floyd | >They're crude and disfigured, limbs out of proportion and faces Floyd | melted into disturbing expressions - screams, sighs, grimaces. They're Floyd | certainly not what I would choose to display in my own living room. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Kitchen Floyd | The kitchen has a dated feel to it; a laminate bench runs around two Floyd | walls of the room, and white tiles line the wall above an aging sink Floyd | and stove. An old fridge is tucked into the far corner of the room, | DavidW asks, "Maybe there's something in the entry hall, like the mail?" | |||
Floyd | and several potted plants decorate the bench around the spotless Floyd | appliances. Floyd | Floyd | A calendar and old-fashioned cordless phone hang on the wall near the Floyd | door leading east. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >There's nowhere to go in that direction. The only obvious exit is Floyd | east (to the living room). Floyd | | Bishop asks, "ISTR there's a behavioral tally in the bedroom. Did y'all already check that?" | |||
| DavidW asks, "A tally?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Bishop), "No, we've not been there recently." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x phone" | ||||
Floyd | >A telephone base is attached to the wall, next to the door. A Floyd | basic-looking handset sits on the cradle. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "dial 1" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the telephone handset) Floyd | (first taking the telephone handset) Floyd | I don't really have cause to call her again. Besides, that stiff voice Floyd | sends a chill up my spine. Floyd | | Bishop says, "Keeping track of our attitude towards Marissa, in some way." | |||
| Binder says, "huh." | ||||
| Johnny asks, "The paintings???" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Too bad we can't dial 999." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >I replace the telephone handset on the base. Floyd | Floyd | Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with a handbag placed on top and two chairs Floyd | pushed beneath it. Wedged into the northwest corner of the room is a Floyd | television, an old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against Floyd | the north wall to the east is an open display cabinet with a single Floyd | shelf of ornaments visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to the study. Floyd | The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, reflected in a Floyd | portrait-sized mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, Floyd | in the east wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing Floyd | oak cupboard. A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x drawer" | ||||
Floyd | >The drawer is at the base of the cupboard, with two squarish knobs Floyd | protruding from it. I can see some paintings stacked up inside the Floyd | open drawer. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x paintings" | ||||
Floyd | >A stack of old paintings. They can't have been touched for years - Floyd | even inside the drawer, they've somehow managed to accumulate a thin Floyd | layer of dust. Their subjects all seem to be women relaxing together Floyd | in various settings - under parasols in a scenic park, by a fireplace Floyd | in a cosy living room, lazing on a drifting canal boat. Floyd | Floyd | Another new painting. This one is so messy it's difficult to be Floyd | certain of the details, but it looks to be a figure of a blonde Floyd | giantess attacking a human female with a knife. The giantess figure is Floyd | apparently translucent: within her, another female is visible, her Floyd | mouth frozen in a scream. Floyd | | Bishop says, "Dunno how much I should spoil wrt that." | |||
| maudeoverton says (to Bishop), "I'm impressed that you found it." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Er, this painting bodes not well at all." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I never saw a tally per se." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bedhead" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a single-sized bed, with a panelled bedhead and deep blue duvet. Floyd | There is a minimal bedside table next to the bed. Floyd | | Bishop says, "I didn't. I read about it in a review... someone else found it." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | >It's completely bare. Not even a clock or a lamp to break up the Floyd | surface. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x duvet" | ||||
Floyd | >Which do I mean, the blankets or the duvet? Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "blue" | ||||
Floyd | >Dark blue. It looks warm. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x knobs" | ||||
Floyd | >There's nothing remarkable about the knobs. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about me" | ||||
Floyd | >Why should I be afraid of whatever is inside me? I have every right Floyd | to companionship. I am the only one who could possibly appreciate Floyd | someone like Marissa. She needs me. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I find myself unable to focus on the mirror. My vision fills with Floyd | black when I try to look at it. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "break mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm hardly superstitious, but I don't want to break Marissa's Floyd | belongings either. Floyd | | maudeoverton says (to Bishop), "Ah, I did see it in a comment somewhere. It's just an easter egg, really." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >That's not something I can open. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look behind mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "rub mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >That would be pointless. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | >The window mostly looks out onto the fence between Marissa's property Floyd | and her neighbour's. The fence itself is plain chain-link, but some Floyd | privacy is offered by the climbing rose vine. Floyd | Floyd | The sky outside is overcast and uninviting. Floyd | Floyd | Cream-coloured venetian blinds are in their compressed position above Floyd | the window. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x vine" | ||||
Floyd | >From here, it appears that the rose vine has laid claim to the entire Floyd | fence. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x roses" | ||||
Floyd | >From here, it appears that the rose vine has laid claim to the entire Floyd | fence. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x blinds" | ||||
Floyd | >Plastic venetian blinds. Cream-coloured. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, reflected in a Floyd | portrait-sized mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, Floyd | in the east wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing Floyd | oak cupboard. A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | Bishop says, "Huh, thqt descriptipon doesn't say what color the roses are..." | |||
| DavidW says, "I noticed." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cupboard" | ||||
Floyd | >An oak linen cupboard, imposingly tall and square-edged. Bevelled Floyd | double-doors hang above a large drawer at the base. Floyd | Floyd | The double-doors hang open, revealing several shelves covered in bed Floyd | linens. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x double-doors" | ||||
Floyd | >They're bevelled and panelled, and stained dark like the rest of the Floyd | cupboard. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search paintings" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x shelves" | ||||
Floyd | >Several shelves supporting a variety of bed linens. There'd be room Floyd | for my clothes in here. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under linens" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x walls" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x east wall" | ||||
Floyd | >I only understood as far as wanting to examine east. Floyd | | EmacsUser asks (of maudeoverton), "Is the squareness of everything meaningful, or just by chance?" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | >I hear nothing unexpected. Floyd | | DavidW says, "hm. I guess I'm not quite clever enough to find this 'tally'." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think" | ||||
Floyd | >About what, specifically? Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "think about thinking" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | maudeoverton asks (of EmacsUser), "It's just the feel of this room. Or was there something else square?" | |||
| Johnny . o O ( about painting ) | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "think about painting" | Bishop says, "Got awfully close at pone point, but with the wrong verb." | |||
Floyd | >I can't begin to imagine what this is supposed to mean! Is this some Floyd | obscure message from Marissa? Floyd | | ||||
| Johnny says (to Floyd), "no" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | Binder says (to maudeoverton), "square knobs, square dining room table, square numbers to the brick." | |||
| Bishop says (to Helena), "Man, it's always all about you." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look behind bedhead" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search bedhead" | ||||
Floyd | >There is nothing on the bed. Floyd | | maudeoverton says (to DavidW), "It's probably not something you'd expect to try. You're very close, though." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read bedhead" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a single-sized bed, with a panelled bedhead and deep blue duvet. Floyd | There is a minimal bedside table next to the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x panel" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull bed" | ||||
Floyd | >It is fixed in place. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push bed" | ||||
Floyd | >Not a chance of me shifting that around. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "count roses" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't understand. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "I would think that it would involve the mirror, if I had to guess." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push table" | ||||
Floyd | >Not a chance of me shifting that around. Floyd | | maudeoverton says (to Binder), "Ah, those squares are just coincidental." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I feel nothing unexpected. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "wake" | ||||
Floyd | >As far as I'm aware, I'm awake. Floyd | | Bishop says (to DavidW), "Yeah, but now you're on the north side of the reservoir." | |||
| Binder says (to maudeoverton), "Good to know. I was grasping at patterns." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, reflected in a Floyd | portrait-sized mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, Floyd | in the east wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing Floyd | oak cupboard. A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x south wall" | ||||
Floyd | >I only understood as far as wanting to examine south. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | >The window mostly looks out onto the fence between Marissa's property Floyd | and her neighbour's. The fence itself is plain chain-link, but some Floyd | privacy is offered by the climbing rose vine. Floyd | Floyd | The sky outside is overcast and uninviting. Floyd | Floyd | Cream-coloured venetian blinds are in their compressed position above Floyd | the window. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x frame" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "look at bed in window" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Binder says, "er" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look behind blinds" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search blinds" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "look at bed in mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sit" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search window" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the bed) Floyd | I sit down on the bed. Floyd | Floyd | >(first getting off the bed) Floyd | From here, it appears that the rose vine has laid claim to the entire Floyd | fence. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "sit" | ||||
Floyd | >(on the bed) Floyd | I sit down on the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x window" | ||||
Floyd | >I can't see much from the bed. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I find myself unable to focus on the mirror. My vision fills with Floyd | black when I try to look at it. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "close eyes" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mattress" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "x blue" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under duvet" | ||||
Floyd | >Which do I mean, the blankets or the duvet? Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "blue" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under blankets" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "touch duvet" | ||||
Floyd | >Which do I mean, the blankets or the duvet? Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "blue" | ||||
Floyd | >Soft. Floyd | | DavidW says, "well drat" | |||
| Binder says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >Helena's Bedroom (on the bed) Floyd | This is my room, at least for now. It is remarkably clean, the walls a Floyd | warm off-white. The bed rests against the west wall, reflected in a Floyd | portrait-sized mirror facing the foot of the bed. Right of the mirror, Floyd | in the east wall, is an open door, and right of that is an imposing Floyd | oak cupboard. A window in the north wall overlooks the bed. Floyd | | Bishop asks, "Want spoilage?" | |||
| DavidW says, "well, it'd be nice to know what noun to concentrate on." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "adjust bed" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "adjust mirror" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | Bishop says, "It's the table, which you made progress by even noticing." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | >It's completely bare. Not even a clock or a lamp to break up the Floyd | surface. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "look under table" | ||||
Floyd | >I find nothing of interest. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x surface" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not sure what that refers to. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "clean table" | ||||
Floyd | >(first getting off the bed) Floyd | That would be pointless. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search table" | ||||
Floyd | >Although the table is bare, I think I can see some scratches in the Floyd | wood: on the north edge, there are 3 notches, on the east edge, there Floyd | are 4 notches and on the south edge, there is 1 notch. Floyd | | DavidW says, "ah" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Ah." | ||||
| Binder says, "o_O" | ||||
| DavidW says, "That's interesting." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "So that's a record of our progress, more or less?" | ||||
| Binder says, "Probably most interesting if we'd known to check it periodically throughout the game." | ||||
| DavidW says, "(finally, a use for our knife)" | ||||
| Bishop says, "Yeah. Apparently you've been behaving in a particularly northeasterly manner." | ||||
| EmacsUser wonders what that means. | ||||
| Bishop shrugs. | ||||
| DavidW says (to EmacsUser), "I'm puzzled by his comment too." | ||||
| Binder says, "knowing a hawk from a handsaw" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x scratches" | ||||
Floyd | >(the bedside table) Floyd | It's completely bare. Not even a clock or a lamp to break up the Floyd | surface. Floyd | | DavidW says, "well. anyway." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "I suppose it could be influenced by our conversation choices, which have been fairly consistent." | ||||
| Bishop says (to Floyd), "Turn table" | ||||
Floyd | >Nothing obvious happens. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x gold key" | ||||
Floyd | >It's a mortice key, most likely fitting a door. Floyd | | DavidW asks, "Did we use this one?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "No, strangely." | ||||
| Binder says, "no" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x keyring" | ||||
Floyd | >A metal keyring, with an intricately plaited decoration of thread and Floyd | beads trailing from it. On the ring are Marissa's bedroom door key and Floyd | a gold mortice key. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "think about gold mortice key" | ||||
Floyd | >I don't know what to think about that. Floyd | | DavidW asks, "oh. Front door key, maybe?" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "That would make sense." | ||||
| Binder says, "the door we came in originally did have a mortice lock." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with a handbag placed on top and two chairs Floyd | pushed beneath it. Wedged into the northwest corner of the room is a Floyd | television, an old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against Floyd | the north wall to the east is an open display cabinet with a single Floyd | shelf of ornaments visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to the study. Floyd | The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >Entry Hall Floyd | A nondescript alcove separates the front door from the living area to Floyd | the north. Two large windows here allow a little light to permeate the Floyd | otherwise dull living room. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | >(first trying to open the front door) Floyd | This is hardly the time to abandon Marissa! Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "lock front door" | ||||
Floyd | >(with the gold mortice key) Floyd | I ensure the front door is securely locked. For Marissa's own Floyd | protection. Floyd | Floyd | I lock the front door. Floyd | | DavidW says, "okay." | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Oh boy." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks, "Are we ready for the conversation?" | ||||
| Binder says, "we're gonna protect her to DEATH" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||||
| DavidW says, ">sharpen knife" | ||||
| Binder says, "sure, let's go have A Talk With Our Psycho Girl Something." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Living Room Floyd | It's a beige little living room; the offering of pale light filtering Floyd | from the entry hall to the south somehow doesn't help to shake the Floyd | sleepy, lifeless feeling here. An undersized dining table forms the Floyd | centrepiece of the room, with a handbag placed on top and two chairs Floyd | pushed beneath it. Wedged into the northwest corner of the room is a Floyd | television, an old-fashioned armchair tucked up next to it. Against Floyd | the north wall to the east is an open display cabinet with a single Floyd | shelf of ornaments visible inside. Floyd | Floyd | A door to the north leads to the hallway, a door in the west wall Floyd | leads to the kitchen and a door in the east wall leads to the study. Floyd | The entry hall is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway (south end) Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north. A door in the west Floyd | wall leads to the bathroom and a door in the east wall leads to Floyd | Marissa's studio. The living room is to the south. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | >Hallway Floyd | The carpeted hallway extends away to the north and south. In the west Floyd | wall is a door leading to the guest bedroom, and in the east wall is Floyd | the door to Marissa's bedroom. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | >(first unlocking Marissa's bedroom door with Marissa's bedroom door Floyd | key, then opening Marissa's bedroom door) Floyd | Marissa's Bedroom Floyd | Marissa's bedroom is initially confusing to the eye; the walls are Floyd | almost entirely covered in an eccentric display of unframed paintings Floyd | and tiny mirrors in mismatched frames. Lace curtains drape over a Floyd | window in the north wall, letting dappled light filter onto a Floyd | white-framed bed. In the dimly-lit south side of the room is a bedside Floyd | table, covered in a pale floral cloth and a reading lamp. A white Floyd | wardrobe, far less intimidating than the one in the spare room, is Floyd | here too. The door is to the west. Floyd | Floyd | Marissa is here. She weeps steadily into one hand. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >She glances up from crying and meets my eyes for the briefest of Floyd | moments, her gaze watery and fearful. Floyd | | DavidW asks, "talk to her?" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "save" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf5" | ||||
Floyd | >Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "talk to marissa" | EmacsUser says, "Or > kill marissa, I suppose." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa looks at me with teary eyes, a startling red ringing the grey Floyd | irises. I hesitate, sensing the likely gravity of this conversation. Floyd | Should I talk to her now? Floyd | [1] "Why are you crying?" Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa swallows and just stares. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "Is someone trying to hurt you? I might know who." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >She looks disbelieving and glances around the room, as though looking Floyd | for an exit. Floyd | Floyd | I follow her gaze across the dozens of tiny mirrors on the walls. In Floyd | each one, I see a different angle of the face of the woman I killed. Floyd | My pocket feels suddenly heavy and I slip my hand in there, sweatily Floyd | clutching the handle of my knife. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "It's that woman, isn't it? The one you work for. Marissa, you Floyd | deserve so much more. She came here today, you know. Just walked Floyd | straight in the front door. I won't let her hurt you." Floyd | [2] "I won't hurt you, Marissa." Floyd | [3] "I know what it's like to be alone." Floyd | | Binder says, "uh" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "What's the northeasterly thing to do?" | ||||
| Binder asks, "Estelle Durden, is that you?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "maybe we killed Helena" | ||||
| Johnny says, "Unlikely" | ||||
| Johnny says, "OR IS... naw, I dunno" | ||||
| Binder says, "let's go with the chattiest response, 1" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | Marissa's words come out almost in a whisper, but they strike me as Floyd | painfully as an open palm. "What are you doing, Helena? What do you Floyd | want from me?" Floyd | Floyd | My consternation must show in my features. Marissa, apparently Floyd | emboldened, says, "I think... W-what I think is that you've been Floyd | trying to trap me here. In my own house." She takes a deep breath. Floyd | "B-but I don't think you're capable of really hurting anyone other Floyd | than yourself." She is visibly shaking. I might be, too. Floyd | Floyd | "Helena?" Floyd | Floyd | I pluck listlessly at the bandages on my arm. Damnably, I don't think Floyd | she is wrong. She stares at me and I understand - completely, at last Floyd | - that this has to end here. Floyd | Floyd | I try to speak but my tongue seems to have closed off my throat. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | I glance back at her one last time - that perfectly preserved girl - Floyd | and start walking down the hallway. My eyes fall on the fist-shaped Floyd | dent where I "knocked" on her bedroom door my second night here, the Floyd | bathroom mirror, completely obscured by adhesive bandages, the Floyd | once-white roses turned ruddy as they drink their vase of hair dye. I Floyd | pass through the living room and glance briefly at the porcelain Floyd | ornament smashed into pieces on the floor. Floyd | Floyd | Yes, everything she said about me was true. Floyd | Floyd | I open the front door. | ||||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** End *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd | command? | Binder says, "> UNDERSTAND" | |||
| Bishop says, "We smashed the ornament? Don't remember that." | ||||
| inky says, "well, it disappeared" | ||||
| inky says, "we thought Marissa had moved it despite not being home at the time" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Binder), "heh" | ||||
| maudeoverton says (to Binder), "Hah" | ||||
| Binder says, "I am seriously confused by this IF." | ||||
| inky says, "I guess we broke it when we said we were putting it back" | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Are we happy with this ending? I'm inclined to see if there are others." | ||||
| Johnny says, "There apparently are." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "hm. If we restore, can we get another ending?" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "restore cf5" | ||||
Floyd | > Please give one of the answers above. Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd | command? | inky says, "you might be able to get it just by undoing" | |||
| DavidW says, "I think this ending is the only one I saw." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | > Marissa's Bedroom Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | >[To respond in dialogue, enter a number, or enter "repeat" to Floyd | reacquaint yourself with the options.] Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "repeat" | ||||
Floyd | >The available options are: Floyd | Floyd | [1] "It's that woman, isn't it? The one you work for. Marissa, you Floyd | deserve so much more. She came here today, you know. Just walked Floyd | straight in the front door. I won't let her hurt you." Floyd | [2] "I won't hurt you, Marissa." Floyd | [3] "I know what it's like to be alone." Floyd | | inky says, "in my case all the conversational choices gave the same ending (not this one)" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "2" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | We look at each other quietly. Marissa's face is soft and open. Floyd | 'Impressionable' seems the fitting word, as though I could mould her Floyd | features with a gesture. The edge of a sunset filters in across the Floyd | bed, softly meshed with the shadow of the lace curtain. Floyd | Floyd | "I saw what you've written about me," I eventually confess. She looks Floyd | afraid, lowering her eyelashes. "Sometimes," I explain, "fear can Floyd | distort your perception of events. You needn't be afraid, though. Floyd | Anything I have done is only to protect you. I'm here, now. You don't Floyd | have to be alone anymore." She lifts her eyes to meet mine and slowly Floyd | takes a breath, about to say something - but seems to choke on her Floyd | words. Floyd | Floyd | I lean forward and embrace her gently. Her little frame, at first so Floyd | tense, eventually softens in my arms. "What I dream of," she murmurs, Floyd | "is a life of balance, of purity and serenity, devoid of trouble or Floyd | depression." It sounds like a quote, but the sentiment is clear to me. Floyd | I smile into her hair, holding her closer. She slumps into me, quiet Floyd | and submissive. Floyd | | Lionheart asks, "What'd I miss todaY?" | |||
| inky says, "but I think depending on your playthrough you can access other endings" | ||||
| Bishop says, "I saw a different ending, and the conversational choices all went to the same one." | ||||
| Bishop says, "Yeah. It's because we're so northeasterly." | ||||
| inky says, "I think I saw this ending" | ||||
| Bishop says, "Yeah, I saw this one." | ||||
| Johnny pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | With me, she will be safe. And I know she will not stray from me Floyd | again. | ||||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** End *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd | command? | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | > Marissa's Bedroom Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "3" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | Marissa's words come out almost in a whisper, but they strike me as Floyd | painfully as an open palm. "What are you doing, Helena? What do you Floyd | want from me?" Floyd | Floyd | My consternation must show in my features. Marissa, apparently Floyd | emboldened, says, "I think... W-what I think is that you've been Floyd | trying to trap me here. In my own house." She takes a deep breath. Floyd | "B-but I don't think you're capable of really hurting anyone other Floyd | than yourself." She is visibly shaking. I might be, too. Floyd | Floyd | "Helena?" Floyd | Floyd | I pluck listlessly at the bandages on my arm. Damnably, I don't think Floyd | she is wrong. She stares at me and I understand - completely, at last Floyd | - that this has to end here. Floyd | Floyd | I try to speak but my tongue seems to have closed off my throat. Floyd | | EmacsUser says, "Er..." | |||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | I glance back at her one last time - that perfectly preserved girl - Floyd | and start walking down the hallway. My eyes fall on the fist-shaped Floyd | dent where I "knocked" on her bedroom door my second night here, the Floyd | bathroom mirror, completely obscured by adhesive bandages, the Floyd | once-white roses turned ruddy as they drink their vase of hair dye. I Floyd | pass through the living room and glance briefly at the porcelain Floyd | ornament smashed into pieces on the floor. Floyd | Floyd | Yes, everything she said about me was true. Floyd | Floyd | I open the front door. | Bishop says, "Oh, wait, no, I saw a different one entirley." | |||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** End *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd | command? | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | > Marissa's Bedroom Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | | inky says, "yeah, so I guess we just got two choices" | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "repeat" | ||||
Floyd | >The available options are: Floyd | Floyd | [1] "It's that woman, isn't it? The one you work for. Marissa, you Floyd | deserve so much more. She came here today, you know. Just walked Floyd | straight in the front door. I won't let her hurt you." Floyd | [2] "I won't hurt you, Marissa." Floyd | [3] "I know what it's like to be alone." Floyd | | EmacsUser says (to inky), "You're right." | |||
| DavidW says, "we didn't try >kill" | ||||
| DavidW says, "(or >kiss, for that matter)" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "cf5" | ||||
Floyd | >Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "kill marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >I shiver. No. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "kiss marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >I'm not convinced she'd welcome it. Floyd | | Bishop says, "I think it's determined by the internal score, with ties broken by what we choose here -- since we were at 4-3-1, two paths are possible (5-3-1 and 4-3-2 both yield the 'north' ending)." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "give keyring to marissa" | ||||
Floyd | >I think I'll keep that to myself. Floyd | | Binder says, "we are SUCH a stubborn PC" | |||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| Ellison arrives, ready to play with the toys. | inky says (to Bishop), "if that's the case it seems like a weird choice to present three menu options at the end" | |||
| inky says, "if most of the time they're going to lead to a single place" | ||||
| Bishop asks, "Anyways, there is still one pressing question about this game which neither of these endings have satisfactorily answered: what happened to the superglue?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I kinda wonder what we could've done differently, though. We could take the dead flowers without replacing them with roses." | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "I'm not sure what the notches represent, either" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "Bishop is right about the internal score. The final dialogue option gives you one more opportunity to sway the outcome." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "We could've not bothered with the brick wall. Or maybe glued the brick back in?" | ||||
| Bishop says (to DavidW), "I think the roses will jsut appear when they're supposed to." | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "If you try the first dialogue option now after having tried to kill Marissa, you might get a different ending." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "talk to marissa" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "y" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa looks at me with teary eyes, a startling red ringing the grey Floyd | irises. I hesitate, sensing the likely gravity of this conversation. Floyd | Should I talk to her now? Floyd | [1] "Why are you crying?" Floyd | | Bishop says, "Just like all our other crazy crazies appear whether or not we as the player do them." | |||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >Marissa swallows and just stares. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "Is someone trying to hurt you? I might know who." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | >She looks disbelieving and glances around the room, as though looking Floyd | for an exit. Floyd | Floyd | I follow her gaze across the dozens of tiny mirrors on the walls. In Floyd | each one, I see a different angle of the face of the woman I killed. Floyd | My pocket feels suddenly heavy and I slip my hand in there, sweatily Floyd | clutching the handle of my knife. Floyd | Floyd | [1] "It's that woman, isn't it? The one you work for. Marissa, you Floyd | deserve so much more. She came here today, you know. Just walked Floyd | straight in the front door. I won't let her hurt you." Floyd | [2] "I won't hurt you, Marissa." Floyd | [3] "I know what it's like to be alone." Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "1" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Floyd | She shifts away from me a little, sliding across the duvet, and I feel Floyd | a pang of irritation. Floyd | Floyd | "I know there's something going on, Marissa. Please don't try to Floyd | deceive me. Your tears are evidence enough." I brush her cheekbone Floyd | gently with my thumb. She blinks and flinches. My right hand, still in Floyd | my pocket, twitches. Floyd | | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to Floyd), "press space" | ||||
Floyd | I hesitate, moistening my lips. "I'm sure you're being exploited. Floyd | You..." She isn't looking at me. I catch her by the chin and force her Floyd | eyes to meet mine. "You make yourself an easy target, all alone here." Floyd | I continue. Her breathing is lightly audible. It rings in my ears like Floyd | the ocean. "I don't think you understand what people are like. They Floyd | can't possibly understand how to appreciate you." Floyd | Floyd | "What are you talking about." Her words fall flat; more of a statement Floyd | than a question. It is obvious she knows exactly what I am talking Floyd | about; the girl is addled by years of solitude. "But I am here to end Floyd | that! Don't you see?" I smile, my heart almost leaping out my throat. Floyd | She just stares. Floyd | Floyd | I lean forward to smooth out the tear-clumped tangles in her hair. Floyd | Frustratingly, she edges back further. "There was a girl before, you Floyd | know," I explain, "But she and I used to argue now and then." Floyd | Floyd | "Was there?" she asks. She is almost flat on the bed, now. I think I Floyd | am leaning a little too heavily on her abdomen, but I feel I shouldn't Floyd | draw away just yet. Her body is so warm against my hand. And there, Floyd | she is crying again. Her eyes are wide. She looks shocked, but that Floyd | will pass. "Just hush," I say, stroking her hair. "Hush." Her crying Floyd | soon fades to silence. Floyd | | Bishop says, "Ah, _this_ is the ending I saw before." | |||
| DavidW says, "oh my" | ||||
| Binder says, "OO" | ||||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | I curl up close to her, burying my face in her still-warm neck. I lie Floyd | with her, long after it goes cold. | DavidW says, "aie aie aie" | |||
| EmacsUser pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** End *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd | command? | Ellison says, "I think that's what I got" | |||
| inky says, "hmm, ok, maybe this is the one I got" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, that was my ending as well." | ||||
| DavidW says, "geez" | ||||
| Bishop says, "Yay! We're _all_ murderous psychopaths." | ||||
| maudeoverton exclaims, "You stabby people!" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "So you all tried to kill her earlier?" | ||||
| inky says, "I don't think I tried to do anything hostile" | ||||
| Bishop says, "I don't _think_ I did. Bt I must've made Marissa-killing cnversation choices." | ||||
| Ellison says, "me either" | ||||
| Johnny says, "Yeah, that probably tipped the notches" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I felt bad enough that Estelle called us out on our email snooping." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I was a perfect angel." | ||||
| Ellison says, "I think it just goes to show that she really did make herself an easy target" | ||||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| inky asks, "the email records had her looking us up on classmates and finding out we weren't in school with her, right?" | ||||
| Binder says, "I think so." | ||||
| EmacsUser nods. | ||||
| Ellison says, "and the real tragedy is that she actually paid the classmates.com subscription fee!" | ||||
| inky says, "because the diary seemed to suggest that we were her classmate, end of story" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I didn't know what to make of the classmates thing." | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha ha" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "Well, I'm open to questions if people have them, though I might not answer absolutely everything." | ||||
| Binder says, "but since we appear to be an unreliable narrator, I have no idea which to trust." | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to maudeoverton), "I think I'm content just to ask the role of the superglue." | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "..EmacsUser" | ||||
| Bishop asks, "Yeah, classmates.com doesn't know shit in the real world. Why would they in this story?" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "whoops, heh" | ||||
| Binder asks (of maudeoverton), "Is the ending where we regard her as Impressionable and don't leave and don't kill her the least downer ending available?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "If the queen figurine was broken, perhaps we tried to repair it." | ||||
| inky asks, "isn't the ending where we leave the least downer ending?" | ||||
| Bishop says (to inky), "Well, it's the one where we're crazycrazy." | ||||
| maudeoverton says (to EmacsUser), "The glue disappears when you walk into Marissa's bedroom for the first time. Helena uses it for something without reporting it to the player." | ||||
| Bishop says, "The stay-with-her-but-not-her-dead-body one we're just medium-dysfunctional." | ||||
| inky asks, "hmm, so you think the different endings retroactively change the reality of who we are and what we did?" | ||||
| inky says, "I thought we did the same things in all cases, it's just about whether the PC realizes it or not" | ||||
| Ellison says, "even the most downer ending would be less of a downer if the last word was 'yay'" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| WeirdBeard arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | Bishop says, "I'm surprised there's not an ending in which we don't exist." | |||
| Johnny asks (of inky), "Well the endings available are determined by the tallies, right?" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "I think the "stay with her" ending could be the worst or the best ending, depending on who you're sympathising with and how you think the relationship might unfold." | ||||
| inky says, "yeah, but the tallies don't (I think) really reflect what the PC did either, they reflect what the player did" | ||||
| DavidW says, "ooh meta" | ||||
| Johnny says, "I think they turn out like a female The Odd Couple." | ||||
| Bishop says, "Since it is strongly hinted that Helena and Marissa are different personalities of a single person (or, that Estelle and Helena are. Or that all three are.)" | ||||
| maudeoverton says (to inky), "I didn't intend for the endings to retroactively change reality, no. \:-)" | ||||
| Bishop says (to maudeoverton), "Huh. I read it as that they did." | ||||
| Bishop asks (of maudeoverton), "So, _are_ Estelle and Helena the same person?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I never quite understood why Helena thought that Estelle was dangerous. Like, all she knew of Estelle was 1) M's employer, 2) her voice." | ||||
| maudeoverton says (to Bishop), "No, they're not intended that way - all three characters are "real" within the context of the game world." | ||||
| inky says (to DavidW), "well, if you assume Helena is trying to control Marissa and cut her off from society" | ||||
| inky says, "then Estelle is obviously a threat to that" | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh" | ||||
| Bishop asks, "Is Marissa a natural blonde, and (if so) is the fact that all three women have the same hair color thematically significant?" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||||
| Binder says, "they DO have more fun" | ||||
| Ellison says, "gotta go" | ||||
| Ellison goes back to Squeamhurst.. | ||||
| Ellison has disconnected. | Bishop exclaims (at Binder), "And are preferred by gentlemen!" | |||
| maudeoverton says (to Bishop), "The fact that Estelle and Helena have the same hair colour is an intentional parallel - it's significant to Marissa." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "er, how do we know that Estelle is blonde again?" | ||||
| Bishop exclaims (at DavidW), "We saw her!" | ||||
| Johnny says, "I thought the woman was Helena" | ||||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "I thought the queen had grey hair?" | ||||
| inky says, "I assumed that was a made-up version of Estelle from Helena's imagination" | ||||
| maudeoverton says (to DavidW), "You know, I think I might have just lied - I think her hair is grey during the game." | ||||
| Bishop asks (of maudeoverton), "So what _was_ Estelle doing in the house? And how did she know about us?" | ||||
| Iain arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | maudeoverton says (to She), "was blonde as a youthful thing. ;-)" | |||
| maudeoverton exclaims, "Oh wow, not doing well with this typing business, apologies!" | ||||
| maudeoverton says (to Bishop), "It wasn't Estelle you were talking to, though Helena thought it was." | ||||
| Iain says, "Wow, wish I hadn't missed this one. My favourite comp game." | ||||
| Bishop says (to maudeoverton), "Aha." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Iain), "tut tut" | ||||
| maudeoverton says (to Iain), "That's lovely to hear; thank you." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "This has been an awesome session." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Thank you so much, Maude, for coming by and sharing so much with ys." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "er, us." | ||||
| Jacqueline exclaims, "And thanks for this great game!" | ||||
| maudeoverton exclaims (at Thank), "you for inviting me!" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "erm" | ||||
| Johnny says (to maude), "hooray" | ||||
| inky says, "thanks for stopping by!" | ||||
| Bishop says, "Yes,thanks for the Q&A. It was a somewhat confusing but captivating game." | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "I hope you had fun playing, and maybe that those who didn't enjoy it the first time around liked it a little more this time." | ||||
| Binder says (to maudeoverton), "This was my first time playing it and I really liked it. Confusing, but moving." | ||||
| Emily says, "I couldn't play today myself, but I'm looking forward to checking out the transcript of this playthrough and seeing what I missed the first time" | ||||
| Iain says, "Ditto." | ||||
| EmacsUser exclaims (at maudeoverton), "Thanks for stopping by!" | ||||
| inky says, "this playthrough does show all three endings, if you didn't get them in actual play" | ||||
| Emily says, "I didn't, no" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "Everyone was very thorough! And made some hilarious comments. :-)" | ||||
| inky says, "although I'm not sure we really worked out what led to each ending" | ||||
| Emily says, "clubfloyd transcripts often make for amusing reads :)" | ||||
| Binder says, "reading clubfloyd transcripts is what actually brought me to IFmud." | ||||
| DavidW says, "woot" | ||||
| Iain says, "Ha." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Binder), "yay" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "Thanks for playing, guys; have fun with whatever you play next." | ||||
| EmacsUser asks (of Jacqueline), "What is the plan for next week?" | ||||
| maudeoverton exclaims, "The post-comp release of Death off the Cuff has a lot of nice polish added to it!" | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "...assuming you might play that." | ||||
| maudeoverton says, "Anyway, bye for now. :-)" | ||||
| maudeoverton goes home. | DavidW says, "thanks for coming!" | |||
| EmacsUser says, "Adios." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to EU), "We keep going down the list." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "So... let's see..." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Ok, I thought so." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Death off the Cuff." | ||||
| Iain has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | DavidW says, "Somehow I thought we already did Death off the Cuff." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "I want to go through the top ten." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "nope" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Perhaps I dreamed we did." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Must have." | ||||
| Iain says, "You must have done death *on* the cuff." | ||||
| EmacsUser disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again. | DavidW says, "I think I'll next play Make the Sandwich and Eat It." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "I love that game." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Me too!" | ||||
| EmacsUser says (to DavidW), "Ah, good idea." | ||||
| EmacsUser arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | EmacsUser asks (of Jacqueline), "So, we take a break for the new years speed IFs?" | |||
| EmacsUser asks, "Or how do those fit in?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah. Those will be first Sat of the New Year, I think." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Which means New Year's Day." | ||||
| EmacsUser says, "Ok." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Appropriately enough." | ||||
| EmacsUser exclaims, "I must be off now. Thanks everyone who showed up!" | ||||
| EmacsUser is off, musing over fiddlesticks and polliwogs, flapjacks and whirligigs, tuna-fish and tumbleweed. | Gerynar asks, "so, did I miss a good game?" | |||
| Johnny says, "There's a transcript." | ||||
| Johnny says, "But yes." | ||||
| Gerynar says, "somehow, I don't think it's up quite yet." | ||||
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