AllThingsJacq.com - Interactive Fiction | ClubFloyd - March 11, 2012


ToyShop & Floyditorium		#ClubFloyd Discussion

		Jacqueline says, "Okay, so. It's time."
		Jacqueline asks, "Just three of us today?"
		Jacqueline says, "Except Binder, who is also here but perhaps not 'here'"
		Jacqueline says, "As he's been idle 12 hours."
		Jacqueline asks, "So, people who are here and on time, any suggestions beyond what's on the CFS list?"
		Jacqueline asks, "Or shall I just post the survey?"
		maga says, "let's have some surveyance"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Sure"
olethros arrives, full of fun, but no funk.		Jacqueline \| [LINK]
		olethros says, "owie"
		Jacqueline says, "Whoops - Babel and Beyond should be on separate lines."
		Jacqueline says (to olethros), "Just click on anything you'd be willing to play."
		olethros says, "I played some of those"
		Jacqueline says, "You don't pick just one."
		olethros says, "the thing is, I only know anything about those games which I've already played"
		olethros says, "oh wait, I never finished For A Change"
		olethros says, "oh kay"
		Jacqueline asks, "Everyone done voting?"
		maga says, "yup"
		genericgeekgirl nods.
		Jacqueline says, "I screwed up this week and voted. I should just be the deciding vote, as we have a big tie. Instead I shall just do a smaller run-off poll. One sec."
		Jacqueline \| Zombie Exodus
		Jacqueline says, "No."
		Jacqueline says, "One sec."
		Jacqueline \| [LINK]
		Jacqueline says, "There."
		Jacqueline says, "I will refrain from voting this time, break the tie if I need to."
		Jacqueline says, "Speak up here when you've voted."
		olethros says, "ok I need to look up two games"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Done."
		Jacqueline says (to olethros), "mmkay"
		maga says, "done"
		Jacqueline says, "Though you could just say which two and we could fill you in maybe."
		genericgeekgirl says, "I'm digging the survey thing. Ellison asked me to run the occasional "Night Floyd" again, and that'll help a lot."
		olethros says, "voted"
		Jacqueline asks (of ggg), "Want me to post the transcripts for those?"
		Binder says, "I'm here-ish."
		Jacqueline says, "Also, still a tie, so I'll vote --- oh wait."
		Binder says, "I'm just having my usual trouble with DST"
		Jacqueline asks, "Binder, did you want to vote?"
		Binder says, "Probably not, thank you."
		Binder says, "I'd be an underinformed voter, I'm happy to play whatever others want."
		Jacqueline says, "Mmkay. Then we shall play Nostrils of Flesh and Clay."
		Binder says, "NO ANYTHING BUT okay that's fine"
		Jacqueline asks (of maga), "Care to do the upload from your computer, or should I?"
		Jacqueline says (to Binder), "haha"
		genericgeekgirl says (to jacq), "Sure, if you want. I'll try to fill out as much of the necessary info myself (based on the command you said you run), so it's less work for you."
		Jacqueline says (to ggg), "I think I may have a workaround that will make it very, very easy for you, but I'll have to ask vimes about it."
		maga says, "uploaded; 'nostrils'"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Do you like music? Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Gosh, I guess we do."
		Jacqueline asks, "Don't we?"
maga says (to Floyd), "no"
Floyd \| Interesting. Very interesting.		Jacqueline says, "Oh wait, this probably means do we want to hear music."
		Jacqueline says, "Which... right."
		Jacqueline says, "But... that response. Hm."
maga pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Nostrils of Flesh and Clay Floyd \| An Olfactory Fiction by Porpentine Floyd \| Floyd \| erogater's office Floyd \| Fake dawnlight streams through drawn blinds. The erogater is at her Floyd \| desk, thumbing through papers. Behind her, some kind of critter Floyd \| languidly swims through a murky aquarium. The only exits are a Floyd \| stainless steel door on the east wall and the hallway door south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x me"
Floyd \| In profile: a strong nose splitting a curtain of tangled dark brown Floyd \| hair. Chapped lips. Green jacket. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros increas his window length
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell me"
Floyd \| Smelling yourself creates a horrific hyper-olfactory feedback loop. Floyd \| Time and space collide within your nostrils--you smell the past, the Floyd \| present, the future, you smell it all, and you pay the ultimate price.
maga says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * SMELLED TO DEATH * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Eep."
		Jacqueline says, "snrk"
Fang arrives, full of funk, but no fun.
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| erogater's office Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| erogater's office Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x critter"
Floyd \| The water is too murky. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "smell water"
Floyd \| [You don't need to use the word "water" in that way.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell critter"
Floyd \| Your extra-olfactory perception requires proximity. Floyd \| Floyd \| The erogater steeples her fingers and continues. "I really should give Floyd \| you permanent leave of absence for that little debacle down at Palace Floyd \| Street." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "smell critter"
Floyd \| Your extra-olfactory perception requires proximity. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "I am afraid to smell the aquarium."
olethros says (to Floyd), "smell erogater"
Floyd \| She smells like cold clay, chilled wire. But something deeper. Deeper. Floyd \|
olethros says (to Floyd), "x her"
Floyd \| You feel dizzy as your scent-brain tips over into oblivion. You blink, Floyd \| shutting off the stream of olfactons. Note to self: never smell an Floyd \| erogater. Floyd \| Floyd \| She purses her lips. "But you're the best we've got. And that makes me Floyd \| the worst at firing your ass." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros asks, "hm? x = smell ?"
maga's studied dalliance with his venal muses is little to our taste.
Fang says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| erogater's office Floyd \| Fake dawnlight streams through drawn blinds. The erogater is at her Floyd \| desk, thumbing through papers. Behind her, some kind of critter Floyd \| languidly swims through a murky aquarium. The only exits are a Floyd \| stainless steel door on the east wall and the hallway door south. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Get out of here before I change my mind." She goes back to perusing Floyd \| her papers. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You leave, flakes of her gaze stuck to your skin like flecks of ice.
maga arrives, full of neither funk nor fun.
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| green hallway Floyd \| Flourescent lights saturate the hallway emerald. The sole decoration Floyd \| is a huge morale poster covering the wall. The ministry branches off Floyd \| west into a maze of corridors, the erogater's office is at the north Floyd \| end of the hall, and if you keep going south you'll hit the exit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| a film capsule Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x jacket"
Floyd \| Green jacket. You need something thicker for when winter rolls around. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your phone beeps.
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell phone"
Floyd \| Smells like insects. Like ants. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "But wait, we did smell her, didn't we?"
maga says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| a film capsule Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "We smelled her and then looked at her, yeah."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x phone"
Floyd \| A single text message saying: "Club Coccyx. Hurry." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "x wallet"
Floyd \| ID card, debit card. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "And when we looked at her it said 'Note to self: never smell an erogater.'"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x ID"
Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder considers the possibility he's still drunk and that this game is actually making sense.
		Jacqueline asks, "Club... Coccyx?"
Fang says (to Floyd), "x debit card"
Floyd \| More of a token at this point, a totem. Once there must have been some Floyd \| significance to it, but you can no longer remember. Probably related Floyd \| to actually having cash on it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "smell jacket"
Floyd \| You smell the perfume of stress and apathy that you so redolently Floyd \| secrete. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says (to Binder), "heh"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell phone"
Floyd \| Smells like insects. Like ants. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "x ID card"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell ID"
Floyd \| You smell your own insecurity. You wouldn't be shit without this card. Floyd \| Just that pathetic fuck from five years ago who was smelling for Floyd \| peanuts on the corner. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Fang says, "hmm"
		Binder says, "mmm peanuts"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell debit"
Floyd \| The scent of blood is strained, diffused, but it's still there. Even Floyd \| through the medium of electronic banking, the blood is always there. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| green hallway Floyd \| Flourescent lights saturate the hallway emerald. The sole decoration Floyd \| is a huge morale poster covering the wall. The ministry branches off Floyd \| west into a maze of corridors, the erogater's office is at the north Floyd \| end of the hall, and if you keep going south you'll hit the exit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell film"
Floyd \| Fear, sweat, tension. Yours. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "I'm liking this premise ... I think."
maga says (to Floyd), "x poster"
Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x film"
Floyd \| > Floyd \| High resolution snaps of the Olympia files. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "x film"
Floyd \| High resolution snaps of the Olympia files. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "That... is interesting. It's interpreting smell in a pretty figurative sense there."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell poster"
Floyd \| It smells like nothing. Nothing at all. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "smell poster"
Floyd \| It smells like nothing. Nothing at all. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x poster"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell jacket"
Floyd \| You smell the perfume of stress and apathy that you so redolently Floyd \| secrete. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "take poster"
Floyd \| [That is just scenery, and can't be taken.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		(from Jacqueline) Jacqueline says, "Or, should I say, 'in a pretty figuratie scents there?'"
maga says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You have no reason to go into the depths of the ministry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "smell air"
Floyd \| [You don't need to use the word "air" in that way.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "West, if it lets us?"
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell west"
Floyd \| [Part of your command is not a physical part of the story world, so Floyd \| you can't act on it in that way.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Damn we need the typo tally in here on Sundays."
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell ministry"
Floyd \| First rule you learned at the academy: never smell totalities. You've Floyd \| got a good nose, but don't push it, kid. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says (to ggg), "Sure."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell emerald"
Floyd \| [You don't need to use the word "emerald" in that way.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You have no reason to go into the depths of the ministry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Nope. Out, I guess."
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell exit"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "Never Smell Totalities. That's my new band."
maga says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| jauntry room Floyd \| Utilitarian metal room, shelves full of incoming and outgoing gear. A Floyd \| sign is bolted to the wall above the sink. This is the main filter Floyd \| between Chalice City and the ministry. Go east and you hit the exit Floyd \| gate. North leads back into the ministry. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see a counter (on which are an aboro qihilus and a loan Floyd \| lantern) here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Jacqueline disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again.
Fang says (to Floyd), "x aboro"
Floyd \| One of the Acontextual Artifacts of the Chalice Meringue Dumpyard. Floyd \| Someone hasn't checked this one in yet. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell it"
Floyd \| Sheen of fertility, but for some reason you can't delve deeper. The Floyd \| olfactons feel snared, skewed. It's like smelling an egg, or a door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell lantern"
Floyd \| Your nostrils toke up snared illuminance, squandered radiance, Floyd \| subjugated shadows. You smell philosophy, theosophy, and utility. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Jacqueline arrives, full of fun and funk.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell gear"
Floyd \| Thoroughly de-olfactonized, as per regulations. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search gear"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x sign"
Floyd \| 1. STRIP ALL INCOMING MATERIALS. Floyd \| 2. BAG AND TAG. Floyd \| 3. REPORT ALL UNUSUAL ACTIVITY TO THE NEAREST SUPERIOR OFFICER Floyd \| (EFFULGENCE, MOTION, HEAT, COLD, BACKWARDS SCREAMING, LEVITATION, ET Floyd \| CETERA) Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Hooray, I went to the lounge, pushed the typo tally button, and I was typo 2000."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Haha"
Fang says (to Floyd), "x counter"
Floyd \| Stainess steel. Floyd \| Floyd \| On the counter are an aboro qihilus and a loan lantern. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell sign"
Floyd \| Smells like nothing. Absolutely nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell counter"
Floyd \| Thoroughly stripped of scent. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "so scenery apparently smells like nothing"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take lantern"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros says, "You will win a special price"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take aboro"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| jauntry room Floyd \| Utilitarian metal room, shelves full of incoming and outgoing gear. A Floyd \| sign is bolted to the wall above the sink. This is the main filter Floyd \| between Chalice City and the ministry. Go east and you hit the exit Floyd \| gate. North leads back into the ministry. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see a counter here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell sink"
Floyd \| Sinks always smell strange to you. Highly liminal. A phantom maelstrom Floyd \| whirling with everything that ever went the drain, too faint to suck Floyd \| you in. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "x aboro"
Floyd \| One of the Acontextual Artifacts of the Chalice Meringue Dumpyard. Floyd \| Someone hasn't checked this one in yet. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros asks, "wtf?"
olethros says (to Floyd), "smell aboro"
Floyd \| Sheen of fertility, but for some reason you can't delve deeper. The Floyd \| olfactons feel snared, skewed. It's like smelling an egg, or a door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says (to Binder), "I guess, because really, one would think that everything would have a scent."
		Binder says, "yeah, I was just noticing that the sign and the poster had the same kind of text"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "I think we smelled the poster, earlier, and it said that was scenery when we tried to take it. I think the point is that this room has been scrubbed so well, and maybe it's meant to be disturbing?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Hm, oh. Or that."
		Binder says (to genericgeekgirl), "It's working, then. I'm so very disturbed right now."
		Jacqueline says (to ggg), "Ah - good point."
		Binder asks, "hm, can the aboro be opened?"
		Jacqueline says (to Binder), "heh"
		genericgeekgirl says, "No, I was just misremembering, I think."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take sink"
Floyd \| [That is just scenery, and can't be taken.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "hm"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Some scenery has a scent, but most likely it was just not implemented."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "read aboro"
Floyd \| One of the Acontextual Artifacts of the Chalice Meringue Dumpyard. Floyd \| Someone hasn't checked this one in yet. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open aboro"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can open.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "eat aboro"
Floyd \| [You can't consume the aboro qihilus, or that's not the way to do so.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "message unscent"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "xyzzy"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "ok, I guess the comparison to door or an egg was metaphorical"
maga says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| jauntry room Floyd \| Utilitarian metal room, shelves full of incoming and outgoing gear. A Floyd \| sign is bolted to the wall above the sink. This is the main filter Floyd \| between Chalice City and the ministry. Go east and you hit the exit Floyd \| gate. North leads back into the ministry. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see a counter here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder exclaims, "let's go east and find something to smell!"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Ok"
maga says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| The pressure doors suck open, then shwoom back into place. Floyd \| Floyd \| purple hallway Floyd \| Bars of purple flourescence buzz in the ceiling. The exit gate is at Floyd \| the east end of this hallway. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Eastern Exit Gate Floyd \| A dark metal room lit only by a plexiglass window. A sliding iron gate Floyd \| fills the east wall. This is the last layer before leaving the Floyd \| ministry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Okay, I now like the word 'shwoom'"
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "smell window"
Floyd \| You hate plexiglass. It's like inhaling baking soda. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "smell gate"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "huh"
Binder says (to Floyd), "x gate"
Floyd \| Eastern Exit Gate Floyd \| A dark metal room lit only by a plexiglass window. A sliding iron gate Floyd \| fills the east wall. This is the last layer before leaving the Floyd \| ministry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "E?"
		Binder says, "sure"
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| The gate slides open. You whip the shadows back with the lantern and Floyd \| send them flying from the alley to die in the open air.		Binder says, "ha ha, in your FACE, shadows"
		Jacqueline says, "Dramatic."
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| purple alleyway Floyd \| The western mouth of this alley is filled with an iron gate. A Floyd \| security camera stares down from above the gate. Sob Street lies east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell camera"
Floyd \| The olfactons have been stripped from this camera. The uncomfortable Floyd \| feeling of smelling nothing, like suddenly entering a dark space or Floyd \| being abruptly deafened. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Sob Street."
		genericgeekgirl says, "So yeah. Sometimes it's deliberate. And sometimes it's just an oversight, I think."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cry"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Heh. #band-name Sob Street"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x camera"
Floyd \| A black eye set in the wall like some kind of obsidian pustule. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "sob"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "aw"
		Binder says, "ooh, I'm liking this language. 'obsidian pustule', indeed"
		Jacqueline asks, "Ugh - did he really use the word 'pustule'?"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "East?"
		Binder says, "hm, maybe it's just my font"
		Binder says, "yeah, east is good with me"
		maga says, "she, I think"
		Jacqueline says, "Sure"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Sob Street Floyd \| Sob Street runs along the waterfront, a bank of grey fog to the east. Floyd \| Purple light glowers from a narrow alleyway set in the wall of hulking Floyd \| warehouses. One of those old info-gloops is mounted near the alley Floyd \| entrance. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros says, "it's kind of like a terse Lovecraft"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "xmell info-gloop"
Floyd \| [Try typing LOOK for a description of your surroundings. Any compass Floyd \| directions indicate exits which you can use by typing (for example) Floyd \| EAST or E. Some of the objects mentioned in the description might be Floyd \| worth a closer look with a command like EXAMINE FILM CAPSULE. You can Floyd \| also TAKE or DROP some things, type INVENTORY to see a list of what Floyd \| you're carrying already, OPEN or CLOSE containers or doors, and so Floyd \| on.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell info-gloop"
Floyd \| Hallucinatory bubblegum. Through this gloop you sense the combined Floyd \| gloop of all gloops. They gloop as one. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x info-gloop"
Floyd \| Imagine an ATM with pink goo burbling out of it. The goo constantly Floyd \| seems as if it were about to disgorge itself from the wall and Floyd \| splatter to the sidewalk, but somehow it always manages to suck itself Floyd \| back inside. Floyd \| Floyd \| You hate using these things, but you're shit with directions. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "what"
		olethros says, "it is the unnameable goo"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "I guess it'll take us somewhere?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x alleyway"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline exclaims, "You sense the combined gloop of all gloops. They gloop as one. All one! All one! All one! Yay Dr. Bronner!"
		Binder says, "ineffingbelievable"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x light"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says (to Binder), "Dude, this all makes sense, you're just still drunk."
		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess the alleyway doesn't matter."
		Binder exclaims (at Jacqueline), "OK, imaginary magic lady, I believe you!"
Fang says (to Floyd), "eat gloop"
Floyd \| [You can't consume the info-gloop, or that's not the way to do so.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "use gloop"
Floyd \| You stick your hand in and say, "Location query: Club Coccyx" Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| The goo speaks: Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| "Club Coccyx is south of your current position BLARRRRRRGHHHHHHH" Floyd \|		Jacqueline exclaims, "!"
		Binder says, "aie, gloophanded"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| "Head south down Sob Street, Club Coccyx lies on the east side of the Floyd \| street BLARGGGGHHHHHHHHH" Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| The gloop clings to your skin as you disentangle yourself. You feel Floyd \| faintly nauseous. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "BLARGGGGGHHH"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Ew."
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell hand"
Floyd \| [You do not normally need to refer to parts of the body.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "Where is DavidW when we're playing something one could file under Wacky IF?"
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell me"
Floyd \| Smelling yourself creates a horrific hyper-olfactory feedback loop. Floyd \| Time and space collide within your nostrils--you smell the past, the Floyd \| present, the future, you smell it all, and you pay the ultimate price.		Binder says (to Fang), "HEH"
		genericgeekgirl exclaims, "No!"
		Fang says, "oops"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * SMELLED TO DEATH * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| [Please give one of the answers above.] Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell gloop"
Floyd \| [Please give one of the answers above.] Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| [Please give one of the answers above.] Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >		Binder asks, "stop smelling yourself, stop smelling yourself, stop smelling yourself, why are you smelling yourself?"
Fang says (to Floyd), "/undo"
Floyd \| Sob Street Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Sob Street Floyd \| Sob Street runs along the waterfront, a bank of grey fog to the east. Floyd \| Purple light glowers from a narrow alleyway set in the wall of hulking Floyd \| warehouses. One of those old info-gloops is mounted near the alley Floyd \| entrance. To the south, Sob Street deepens. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Ah, thanks."
		Jacqueline says, "...ggg That undo was weird."
		olethros says, "how else would you know that it is really you"
		Fang says, "so let's not do that"
		Jacqueline says, "It worked before."
		Binder asks, "so, uh, south, then?"
		Jacqueline asks, "So, we should do what the gloop told us to do?"
		olethros says, "we also have the phone"
		genericgeekgirl exclaims, "Of course we should trust the gloop!"
		olethros says, "so YES"
maga says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Lower Sob Street Floyd \| Streetlamps cast cool light on the street. Below your feet, a storm Floyd \| drain sings a ghostly song. To the south, a gap in the buildings gives Floyd \| a view of the Meringue Dumpyard. To the east, you see Club Coccyx, Floyd \| spelled out in dead neon. Everything else is boarded up, closed, Floyd \| caged, black glass. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see some chalice city songers here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros says, "gloopons-y!"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| You hear nothing unexpected. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "smell drain"
Floyd \| You travel through the cold guts of the city, through the the dark Floyd \| places. You feel a dead rat tumble through your viscera, followed by Floyd \| mangled trash, then streams of puke. Then you exhale that trip out Floyd \| your mouth and you're back in your own skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "x songers"
Floyd \| Leprous street saints that sing for a living, and pray for a dying. Floyd \| The rot of their skin is like lichen on wax. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "x songers"
Floyd \| Leprous street saints that sing for a living, and pray for a dying. Floyd \| The rot of their skin is like lichen on wax. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says (to olethros), "hahaha"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Meringue dumpyard. Tasty?"
maga says (to Floyd), "smell songers"
Floyd \| Dead skin fermenting under bandages. Old moonlight. Vinyl shavings. Floyd \| You catch a whiff of larceny, but fuck it, you're off-duty. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "great, singing lepers"
		olethros asks, "mhmm songers == worriers?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Lower Sob Street Floyd \| Streetlamps cast cool light on the street. Below your feet, a storm Floyd \| drain sings a ghostly song. To the south, a gap in the buildings gives Floyd \| a view of the Meringue Dumpyard. To the east, you see Club Coccyx, Floyd \| spelled out in dead neon. Everything else is boarded up, closed, Floyd \| caged, black glass. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see some chalice city songers here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to songers"
Floyd \| [If you're trying to talk to someone, you might try ASK SONGERS ABOUT Floyd \| something, the traditional conversation syntax. Type ABOUT to see if Floyd \| this story offers more detailed instructions for conversation.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang says (to Floyd), "smell songers"
Floyd \| Dead skin fermenting under bandages. Old moonlight. Vinyl shavings. Floyd \| You catch a whiff of larceny, but fuck it, you're off-duty. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Into the club, or see what's to the south?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| You can't go that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| [From here, you can go north, south and east.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "ask songers about song"
Floyd \| They don't say nothing but they must know something. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart arrives, full of fun, but no funk.
olethros says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The chalice city songers start to croon. Their boombox percusses Floyd \| backing beats that snarl, warp, thrash, crash, thud against the air, Floyd \| rattle the windows. Floyd \|		Jacqueline asks, "I went back up to see... and I can't figure it out. What is this coded in?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "But not, sadly, into the sewer."
		olethros says, "hm"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Inform 7"
		olethros asks, "what happend? didn't we move?"
Binder pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Their sounds are vibrant, melodic, but the notes wash over you like an Floyd \| arctic breeze, because you've always been insensate to the musical Floyd \| realm. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks (of ggg), "And they suppressed the banner?"
		Jacqueline asks, "Or did I just miss it?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Odd. I'm seeing both Inform 7 (on IFDB) and Inform 6 (on ifWiki)."
		Binder says (to olethros), "This game seems very fond of wanting us to space through to a second piece of text."
olethros says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Chalice Meringue Dumpyard view Floyd \| This used to be an alley, now it's a cusp of concrete looking out on a Floyd \| dizzying drop. The Meringue Dumpyard sprawls for miles into the Floyd \| exposed heart of the earth. Back in dynasty days, this was downtown. Floyd \| Now it's a low, dead, dark place, a post-apocalyptic quarry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says (to Everyone), "I wonder how this would have changed if we'd said we liked music."
		olethros says, "** YOU JOIN THE SONGERS ***"
		maga says, "hmm, I assume we'd have been given some information if we liked music"
		Binder says, "this dumpyard reminds me of Chasm City, kinda"
		Jacqueline says (to maga), "Yeah"
olethros says (to Floyd), "x heart"
Floyd \| [You do not normally need to refer to parts of the body.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
djfletch arrives, full of fun, but no funk.
olethros says (to Floyd), "smell drop"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "smell quarry"
Floyd \| [You don't need to use the word "quarry" in that way.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros asks, "nothing here?"
Binder says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Chalice Meringue Dumpyard view Floyd \| This used to be an alley, now it's a cusp of concrete looking out on a Floyd \| dizzying drop. The Meringue Dumpyard sprawls for miles into the Floyd \| exposed heart of the earth. Back in dynasty days, this was downtown. Floyd \| Now it's a low, dead, dark place, a post-apocalyptic quarry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		djfletch asks, "what are you playing today?"
Binder says (to Floyd), "smell concrete"
Floyd \| [You don't need to use the word "concrete" in that way.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "smell cusp"
Floyd \| [You don't need to use the word "cusp" in that way.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		maga says, "Nostrils of Flesh and Clay"
		Binder says, "this seems like a dead end unless we want to jump in"
Binder says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| an aboro qihilus Floyd \| a loan lantern Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| a film capsule Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "x aboro"
Floyd \| One of the Acontextual Artifacts of the Chalice Meringue Dumpyard. Floyd \| Someone hasn't checked this one in yet. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x drop"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		djfletch asks, "hmm, a scent detective eh?"
		Binder says (to djfletch), "or the PC is just astoundingly high"
		maga says, "we are both gritty and stinky"
		olethros says, "stinktective"
olethros says (to Floyd), "check in aboro"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "check aboro in"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "turn it on"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can switch.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "turn on aboro"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can switch.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "shake it"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "use aboro"
Floyd \| [You'll have to try a more specific verb than use.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "open aboro"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can open.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sing"
Floyd \| [Singing would have no effect in these circumstances.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Chalice Meringue Dumpyard view Floyd \| This used to be an alley, now it's a cusp of concrete looking out on a Floyd \| dizzying drop. The Meringue Dumpyard sprawls for miles into the Floyd \| exposed heart of the earth. Back in dynasty days, this was downtown. Floyd \| Now it's a low, dead, dark place, a post-apocalyptic quarry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "jump"
Floyd \| [Jumping would have no effect, or that's not the way to do so.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros says, "so the object is from here"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Heh"
		olethros says, "but.."
olethros says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| You can't go that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| [The only way to go is north.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Into the club, I guess?"
maga says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Lower Sob Street Floyd \| Streetlamps cast cool light on the street. Below your feet, a storm Floyd \| drain sings a ghostly song. To the south, a gap in the buildings gives Floyd \| a view of the Meringue Dumpyard. To the east, you see Club Coccyx, Floyd \| spelled out in dead neon. Everything else is boarded up, closed, Floyd \| caged, black glass. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see some chalice city songers here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says (to djf), "BTW, don't >SMELL ME"
maga says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Club Coccyx Floyd \| Stale alcohol bites the air and sticks to your shoes. Just a dim joint Floyd \| with no customers, chairs all lined up against the wall. A very tall Floyd \| man is standing by a deep red door against the east wall, just past Floyd \| the bar. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x man"
Floyd \| You'd call him an ugly customer, but he looks like staff of some sort. Floyd \| What's to say? He ain't winnin' no beauty pageants. BUT DON'T SAY THAT Floyd \| TO HIS FACE Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell man"
Floyd \| He's wearing that weird cologne people sell these days that supposedly Floyd \| masks you from the smell detectives. Doesn't seem to work though, Floyd \| because you smell a whole lotta crime on this guy, so much of it that Floyd \| it blends together like a bad soup, all the flavors muddled and Floyd \| indistinct. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "I'm sorry, but how does one smell crime?"
		Binder says, "well, we know from Batman that crime is a weed which bears bitter fruit; we're probably smelling bitter fruit juice"
		Jacqueline asks, "In the man's nuance of confidence, evil, and smarmy phermones?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "According to Dirk Gently, we probably have a brain tumor."
		Fang says, "heh"
		Binder says, "I need more evil pheremones"
maga says (to Floyd), "ask man about himself"
Floyd \| He grunts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "ask man about crimes"
Floyd \| He grunts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x door"
Floyd \| Whadda they call this kind of red? Burgundy? Oxblood? Ah, forget it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		djfletch asks (of Binder), "you mean like grapefruit juice? Or is that more sour than bitter?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell door"
Floyd \| This door came from overseas, where they still have forests, and not Floyd \| just little viewing stations for lone trees buried inside iron bells. Floyd \| You smell memories of blood on the door but that could just be a fresh Floyd \| coat of paint. If the paint in question is blood, that is. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask man about door"
Floyd \| He grunts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		maga asks, "what were we doing here, again?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x phone"
Floyd \| A single text message saying: "Club Coccyx. Hurry." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "That's all we know, I think."
Binder says (to Floyd), "smell text"
Floyd \| [You don't need to use the word "text" in that way.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show phone to man"
Floyd \| [You can't show the mobile phone to the very tall man, or that's not Floyd \| the way to do so.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask man about message"
Floyd \| He grunts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "hurry"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "ask man about text"
Floyd \| He grunts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open door"
Floyd \| The guy at the door says, "You the crooked cop?"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| 1 - "Yeah, they think it might be scoliosis." Floyd \| 2 - "Step aside for royalty, pally." Floyd \| 3 - "Uh, sorry. Musta took a wrong turn. Yeah, that's it. A wrong Floyd \| turn..." mumble incoherently sweatin' fat globules Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select a number between 1 and 3 >		Binder exclaims, "1!"
		Jacqueline says, "haha 1"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I'm sure that'll get us punched, but so worth it."
		Jacqueline says, "Sure, why not 1."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "1"
Floyd \| Floyd \| "Comedy. That's a real gift." He sounds entirely sarcastic, but Floyd \| begrudgingly opens the door for you.		genericgeekgirl says, "Hee, ok."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| inner chamber Floyd \| A candle-laden table glows in the midst of darkness. Cards soaked in Floyd \| gin, a dagger stabbed into the wood, mounds of money. Two figures (one Floyd \| fat, the other lean) are at the table, counting coins. Floyd \| Floyd \| You take a seat. Eternal Hog smiles at you. "Hey there, ladybuck." Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| You flick the capsule at Hog. "Everything on Olympia that can be got Floyd \| for blood or money. In this case, I'll take the money." Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Eternal Hog slides a billfold across the table. You slip the cash Floyd \| inside your wallet. Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "Argh."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| He sits back. "We need one final favor before we leave. Papyrus from Floyd \| the sea tombs. The ministry dug them up last night." You blink. "Yeah, Floyd \| the erogater was looking through them today." He leans forward, Floyd \| licking his lips. "The scrolls are in your department? You can get Floyd \| them by tonight?" Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| You spread your hands. "Tonight? That's a tall order." He furrows his Floyd \| brow. "We just need the chart. We don't care about the rest of the Floyd \| scrolls. Please." Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "Ladybuck."
		Jacqueline asks, "So, are we crooked, or are we being given a MORAL CHOICE?"
		Binder says, "yay we're a dirty DIRTY cop; no wonder we don't want to smell ourself"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Antagonistic James raps the table. The crash of his fist knocks the Floyd \| sound from the air. He breathes deeply, the bristles on his moustache Floyd \| flaring outwards. "Enough squabbing. I feel the noose tightening Floyd \| around my neck. If we don't have the chart by midnight, we cast off." Floyd \|		Jacqueline asks, "Or are we squeeky clean and just pretending to be bad?"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Eternal Hog smiles beatifically. "My unmannered friend is correct, Floyd \| sadly. The more scrupulous members of your department are closing in Floyd \| on us. Our joint down on Neat Street is getting a lot of heat. Could Floyd \| be arthritis, but I doubt it. Only a matter of time before they Floyd \| connect the don't's and burst into this very room." Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "I'd almost prefer a wall of text."
		Binder asks, "... arthritis?"
		Binder says, "this game is giving me aphasia"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| He sighs. "If you fetch us the chart before midnight, we will make you Floyd \| very rich. I anticipate your return, dear lady, knowing you to be wise Floyd \| and resourceful." They resume counting their money.
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| inner chamber Floyd \| A candle-laden table glows in the midst of darkness. Cards soaked in Floyd \| gin, a dagger stabbed into the wood, mounds of money. Two figures (one Floyd \| fat, the other lean) are at the table, counting coins. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Everyone caught up?"
		Jacqueline says, "Yeah"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell cards"
Floyd \| The luck is bad and low on these cards. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell dagger"
Floyd \| You smell fear and panic, followed by death. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "Is your finger okay after all that button pushing, ggg?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I'm sure I'll recover somehow."
maga's studied dalliance with his venal muses is little to our taste.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell money"
Floyd \| A cold, hard heap of ancient blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell fat"
Floyd \| Smelling Hog is like drinking down some cloying chocolate liqueur with Floyd \| your nostrils. Beneath the silk you catch undercurrents of conspiracy, Floyd \| fraud, and bootlegging. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga arrives, full of fun, but no funk.		Binder says, "try elevating the finger"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell lean"
Floyd \| Antagonistic James smells like bloody metal, brine, and apples. Floyd \| Underneath that...well...you'd only need one whiff of this guy to lock Floyd \| him up for life. Murder, arson, extortion, assault, he seems like a Floyd \| real renaissance man. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "count coins"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder exclaims, "mm chocolate and conspiracy. I like this guy!"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "look under table"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| an aboro qihilus Floyd \| a loan lantern Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x wallet"
Floyd \| ID card, wad of cash, debit card. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cash"
Floyd \| Warm soft cash. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell cash"
Floyd \| You gag. It's blood. Coagulated blood, copper reek biting your Floyd \| nostrils, tugging up your bile. A thick ball of wadded up blood, Floyd \| uncut. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "score"
Floyd \| [There is no score in this story.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess we got the blood and the money :("
		olethros says, "well, 'blood money'"
		Binder says, "Just so."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf7"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take all"
Floyd \| [There is nothing available to take.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take cards"
Floyd \| You grab the cards greedily. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take money"
Floyd \| BANG Floyd \|		Jacqueline says, "One would think a stinky detective would be made of sterner stuff."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| You've been gutshot by James' smoking pistolas. You smile weakly and Floyd \| die. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * TRIED TO STEAL FROM A PIRATE * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >		Binder says, "uh oh"
		genericgeekgirl says, "And that's why I saved :P"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf7"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "hahah - you smile weakly and die."
		Binder says, "a killing joke"
		olethros says, "ah, Le Samurai"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask fat about scrolls"
Floyd \| You learn nothing new. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask fat about me"
Floyd \| You learn nothing new. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take dagger"
Floyd \| You grab the dagger greedily. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| BANG Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "Darn."
		Jacqueline asks, "Greedily?"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| You've been gutshot by James' smoking pistolas. You smile weakly and Floyd \| die. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * TRIED TO STEAL FROM A PIRATE * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| inner chamber Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| inner chamber Floyd \| A candle-laden table glows in the midst of darkness. Cards soaked in Floyd \| gin, a dagger stabbed into the wood, mounds of money. Two figures (one Floyd \| fat, the other lean) are at the table, counting coins. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh, the first bang was for the cards, not the money. Oh well."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "I guess we need to go back to headquarters and steal the scrolls?"
		Binder says, "for some value of need, yeah"
		Jacqueline asks, "So we're really dirty?"
		Binder says, "I see no evidence of a sting, yet"
		Binder says, "but maybe we get a redemptive heel turn or somesuch"
		maga says, "nah, this is full-on noir. We're doomed."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Club Coccyx Floyd \| Stale alcohol bites the air and sticks to your shoes. Just a dim joint Floyd \| with no customers, chairs all lined up against the wall. A very tall Floyd \| man is standing by a deep red door against the east wall, just past Floyd \| the bar. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell alcohol"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "oh good, I like doom"
Binder says (to Floyd), "smell chairs"
Floyd \| You got a phobia about smelling chairs, on account of you had a dream Floyd \| once about a chair trying to kill you. Funny, unrealistic, ludicrous Floyd \| in retrospect. A chair's the last thing that'd ever kill someone. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Haha"
		Jacqueline says, "hooray"
		Binder says, "> kill someone with chair"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take chair"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Except that I once charged someone for assault with a deadly weapon, and that weapon was a chair, so, um. But yeah, still funny."
maga says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| an aboro qihilus Floyd \| a loan lantern Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x wallet"
Floyd \| ID card, wad of cash, debit card. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros says, "maybe we can give them the aboro"
olethros says (to Floyd), "give aboro to fat"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		maga says, "wait, didn't we gank the dagger? oh well"
		genericgeekgirl says, "We got shot for touching anything on the table."
		olethros says, "we could take the table!"
olethros says (to Floyd), "turn over table"
Floyd \| [Most IF separates space into a series of locations, each containing a Floyd \| set of objects. If you can see an object, you can usually interact Floyd \| with it without worrying about positioning. Try a command like EXAMINE Floyd \| BAR for a closer look, LOOK to get a new description of this location, Floyd \| or a compass direction like (for example) WEST or W to move to a Floyd \| different location.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros says, "hm"
Binder says (to Floyd), "x bar"
Floyd \| Shrouded in darkness. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "smell bar"
Floyd \| Alcohol burns your nose, filling your head with a bubble of compressed Floyd \| laughter, clatter of glasses, spurting spigots--warm memories. Then it Floyd \| pops. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "maybe we're having a stroke"
DavidW arrives, ready to play with the toys.		Jacqueline says (to DW), "Be prepared for having your nose blown."
		Jacqueline says, "Oh, and don't >SMELL ME"
		Binder spit-takes at Jacqueline.
		DavidW wakes up. "So the time changed and you started an hour ago, I suppose?"
		olethros says, "ind33d"
		Binder asks, "so, yeah, back to HQ?"
		DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "Hopefully not with DX's vacuum cleaner attachment."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah, I think so."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| [You're not inside something. To leave this location, try a direction Floyd \| or "out".] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Club Coccyx Floyd \| Stale alcohol bites the air and sticks to your shoes. Just a dim joint Floyd \| with no customers, chairs all lined up against the wall. A very tall Floyd \| man is standing by a deep red door against the east wall, just past Floyd \| the bar. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Lower Sob Street Floyd \| Streetlamps cast cool light on the street. Below your feet, a storm Floyd \| drain sings a ghostly song. To the south, a gap in the buildings gives Floyd \| a view of the Meringue Dumpyard. To the east, you see Club Coccyx, Floyd \| spelled out in dead neon. Everything else is boarded up, closed, Floyd \| caged, black glass. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see some chalice city songers here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sing"
Floyd \| [Singing would have no effect in these circumstances.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Hmpf."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "North, I think?"
olethros says (to Floyd), "ask songers about music"
Floyd \| They don't say nothing but they must know something. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW asks, "So what's the game?"
olethros says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| an aboro qihilus Floyd \| a loan lantern Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "ask songers about aboro"
Floyd \| They don't say nothing but they must know something. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "ask songers about olympia"
Floyd \| They don't say nothing but they must know something. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
olethros says (to Floyd), "dance about architecture"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "ask songers about songers"
Floyd \| They don't say nothing but they must know something. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Nostrils of Flesh and Clay, David."
		DavidW says, "Never heard of it."
		DavidW asks, "Is it by maga?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "It's pretty new. Released a little over a month ago."
		genericgeekgirl says, "It's by "Porpentine.""
		olethros says, "I am stuck"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Heading back to HQ, if no one objects?"
		Binder says, "let's go north, yeah"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Sob Street Floyd \| Sob Street runs along the waterfront, a bank of grey fog to the east. Floyd \| Purple light glowers from a narrow alleyway set in the wall of hulking Floyd \| warehouses. One of those old info-gloops is mounted near the alley Floyd \| entrance. To the south, Sob Street deepens. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "no objection"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| purple alleyway Floyd \| The western mouth of this alley is filled with an iron gate. A Floyd \| security camera stares down from above the gate. Sob Street lies east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You look up at the camera. The gate slides open. Floyd \| Floyd \| Eastern Exit Gate Floyd \| A dark metal room lit only by a plexiglass window. A sliding iron gate Floyd \| fills the east wall. This is the last layer before leaving the Floyd \| ministry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| purple hallway Floyd \| Bars of purple flourescence buzz in the ceiling. The jauntry room is Floyd \| just at the end of this hallway. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| jauntry room Floyd \| Utilitarian metal room, shelves full of incoming and outgoing gear. A Floyd \| sign is bolted to the wall above the sink. This is the main filter Floyd \| between Chalice City and the ministry. Go east and you hit the exit Floyd \| gate. North leads back into the ministry. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see a counter here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| The pressure doors suck open, then shwoom back into place. Floyd \| Floyd \| green hallway Floyd \| Flourescent lights saturate the hallway emerald. The sole decoration Floyd \| is a huge morale poster covering the wall. The ministry branches off Floyd \| west into a maze of corridors, the erogater's office is at the north Floyd \| end of the hall, and if you keep going south you'll hit the exit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| erogater's office Floyd \| An office cut from obsidian and silver. Fake dawnlight streams through Floyd \| drawn blinds. Some kind of critter languidly swims through a murky Floyd \| aquarium. The exits are a stainless steel door on the east wall and Floyd \| the hallway door south. Floyd \| Floyd \| A massive black safe sits in the corner of the room. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x safe"
Floyd \| A massive black box with a card swipe lock. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf8"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x steel door"
Floyd \| Exudes cold. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell safe"
Floyd \| An iron void. With the faintest whiff of clay on the handle. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "our ID?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell steel door"
Floyd \| Smell likes frozen mud. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "unlock safe with ID"
Floyd \| (first taking the ID card) Floyd \| You decide to let the wallet handle all your card-carrying duties. You Floyd \| got enough on your mind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "use ID on safe"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "swipe ID"
Floyd \| (first taking the ID card) Floyd \| You decide to let the wallet handle all your card-carrying duties. You Floyd \| got enough on your mind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "huh"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open safe"
Floyd \| Yes. No one has ever thought of opening a safe with their hands Floyd \| before. The makers of this safe never in their wildest dreams thought Floyd \| of this loophole. Oh wait. Your puny hands don't do shit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder asks, "we are too lazy to open our wallet?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open safe with ID"
Floyd \| (first taking the ID card) Floyd \| You decide to let the wallet handle all your card-carrying duties. You Floyd \| got enough on your mind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "open safe with wallet"
Floyd \| Doesn't do a damn thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lock"
Floyd \| Slide your cards right, you might just be looking at an unlocked safe. Floyd \| Baby. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says, "I'm still half-asleep and I obviously missed a lot. I don't know how much help I'll be."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "slide ID"
Floyd \| (first taking the ID card) Floyd \| You decide to let the wallet handle all your card-carrying duties. You Floyd \| got enough on your mind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "What."
Binder says (to Floyd), "slide wallet"
Floyd \| Doesn't do a damn thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
DavidW says (to Floyd), "slide card through lock"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can see now, or I misunderstood you.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open steel"
Floyd \| You step inside a cold dark place. Floyd \| Floyd \| freeze baths Floyd \| A vat of ice water glows luridly in the shadows, lit from below. The Floyd \| erogater lies on her back in the water, the clay moon of her face just Floyd \| above the surface of the water, eyes switched off. Frost swirls from Floyd \| her parted lips every so often, flashing white against the darkness. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see a slab (on which are a suit and an erogater's card) here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The faintest rasp of the erogater's breath, like the exhalation of Floyd \| some distant machine. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "I am slightly worried that this may be a bug."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh."
		genericgeekgirl says, "THere we go."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take card"
Floyd \| (the erogater's card) Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| The faintest rasp of the erogater's breath, like the exhalation of Floyd \| some distant machine. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x card"
Floyd \| (the erogater's card) Floyd \| Floyd \| The faintest rasp of the erogater's breath, like the exhalation of Floyd \| some distant machine. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell card"
Floyd \| (the erogater's card) Floyd \| Smells like clay and ozone. Floyd \| Floyd \| The faintest rasp of the erogater's breath, like the exhalation of Floyd \| some distant machine. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I didn't think opening a door would go through it, sorry."
		Binder says, "this game seems to have a kind of dream logic to it"
		Binder says, "I guess I should say IF, not game, as there's no score."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x suit"
Floyd \| The erogater's black suit, shed. Gold buttons peek out from under Floyd \| crumpled fabric. Floyd \| Floyd \| The faintest rasp of the erogater's breath, like the exhalation of Floyd \| some distant machine. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell suit"
Floyd \| Evocative of a shell surrounding the meat of a beetle, except the Floyd \| other way around. Floyd \| Floyd \| The faintest rasp of the erogater's breath, like the exhalation of Floyd \| some distant machine. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take suit"
Floyd \| You slowly slide the suit towards you, easing it from the slab. One of Floyd \| the golden buttons scrapes the edge. Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "Uh oh."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| The erogater hums. An eery sound that gets inside your bones. You Floyd \| start to back away. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| She turns her hollow eyes on you, rising in the water, icy beads Floyd \| rolling down her vaporous form. "Why don't you come take a bath with Floyd \| me?" Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "..."
		Binder exclaims, "!"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Somehow you can't say no. And the water is very, very cold. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * CAUGHT IN THE EROGATER'S FREEZING SEDUCTION * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| freeze baths Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| freeze baths Floyd \| A vat of ice water glows luridly in the shadows, lit from below. The Floyd \| erogater lies on her back in the water, the clay moon of her face just Floyd \| above the surface of the water, eyes switched off. Frost swirls from Floyd \| her parted lips every so often, flashing white against the darkness. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see a slab (on which is a suit) here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The faintest rasp of the erogater's breath, like the exhalation of Floyd \| some distant machine. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "Games need not have a score?"
		Binder says, "I'm going to call that ending a win"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x erogator"
Floyd \| >X EROGATER Floyd \| Drifting naked, suspended, still. Ice is forming on her clay skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| The faintest rasp of the erogater's breath, like the exhalation of Floyd \| some distant machine. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell erogator"
Floyd \| >SMELL EROGATER Floyd \| She smells like cold clay, chilled wire. But something deeper. Deeper. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x ice"
Floyd \| You feel dizzy as your scent-brain tips over into oblivion. You blink, Floyd \| shutting off the stream of olfactons. Note to self: never smell an Floyd \| erogater. Floyd \| Floyd \| The erogater hums. An eery sound that gets inside your bones. You Floyd \| start to back away. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| She turns her hollow eyes on you, rising in the water, icy beads Floyd \| rolling down her vaporous form. "Why don't you come take a bath with Floyd \| me?" Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "Ugh, again."
		Jacqueline says, "heh"
		olethros says, "we must flee"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Going to take the card and run, I guess."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Somehow you can't say no. And the water is very, very cold. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * CAUGHT IN THE EROGATER'S FREEZING SEDUCTION * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| freeze baths Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You tip-toe out, closing the door very, very softly. Floyd \| Floyd \| erogater's office Floyd \| An office cut from obsidian and silver. Fake dawnlight streams through Floyd \| drawn blinds. Some kind of critter languidly swims through a murky Floyd \| aquarium. The exits are a stainless steel door on the east wall and Floyd \| the hallway door south. Floyd \| Floyd \| A massive black safe sits in the corner of the room. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "swipe card"
Floyd \| (the erogater's card) Floyd \| You swipe the card. Something clicks and the safe door swings open, Floyd \| revealing a hole. Ladder rungs lead down into the darkness. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Down?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "turn on lamp"
Floyd \| [I didn't recognise all of the words in that command.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lamp"		Binder says, "what."
Floyd \| [I didn't recognise all of the words in that command.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| an erogater's card Floyd \| an aboro qihilus Floyd \| a loan lantern Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder asks, "they keep a HOLE in their safe?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "turn on lantern"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can switch.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Don't you?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| Floyd \| the bowels of the safe Floyd \| You hold tight to metal rungs. Light above, darkness below. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| Floyd \| shadow-enswathed bridge Floyd \| You feel your way through some kind of cavern. A bridge of stinking Floyd \| iron spans a chasm before you. Across the bridge, a gap in the Floyd \| darkness bleeds ghostly light. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder exclaims (at genericgeekgirl), "That's a personal question!"
		Binder says, "good thing we brought a loan lantern"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell bridge"
Floyd \| You smell the erogater's footsteps, cold and light, like snowflakes Floyd \| melting amid a hellish slough of rust. Floyd \| Floyd \| Interestingly enough, some of the smell of metal comes from the Floyd \| corrosion of metal on contact with human perspiration, the oxidization Floyd \| of skin oils producing lipid peroxides, a precursor to the relevant Floyd \| odor molecules. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Man, 'shadow-enswathed'"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bridge"
Floyd \| Horribly corroded. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "hum, is that interesting? I thought the erogator was robotic/metallic. But there's some human sweat on this bridge."
		DavidW asks, "Is it hinting we should have worn gloves?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Hm. I wonder if we can make it across."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x gap"
Floyd \| A softly glowing portal. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell portal"
Floyd \| [You don't need to use the word "portal" in that way.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell gap"
Floyd \| You smell possibility and danger in equal measure. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl exclaims, "My favourite!"
		Jacqueline says, "That'd be a great olounge."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf9"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cross bridge"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can enter.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "enter gap"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can enter.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| You can't go that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| [From here, you can go west and up.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Try going west, I suppose, and hope we don't die?"
		Binder says, "A familiar plan."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| fungal vault Floyd \| The cavern opens into an angular vault of chiseled rock, gently lit by Floyd \| wooly carpets of fungi. An ivory chest lies in the center. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell fungi"
Floyd \| You smell a strange lifeform, plumes of effervescent Floyd \| proto-consciousness. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take fungi"
Floyd \| [That is just scenery, and can't be taken.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x fungi"
Floyd \| Moves as if tickled by unfelt wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "touch fungi"
Floyd \| You feel nothing unexpected. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x chest"
Floyd \| An ivory chest with a huge gold lock. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell chest"
Floyd \| You smell the memory in these hewn bones--stampeding through coral Floyd \| canyons, the moon-baying that celebrates the passing of the elders, a Floyd \| frolic through phosphorescent kelp... Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "tickle fungi"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lock"
Floyd \| This lock isn't shaped for an ordinary key--it has eight big holes Floyd \| arranged like an ambitious die face. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell lock"
Floyd \| Your nostrils flood with brine and ink. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| an erogater's card Floyd \| an aboro qihilus Floyd \| a loan lantern Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW asks, "hm. Unlock it with our fingers?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x holes"
Floyd \| This lock isn't shaped for an ordinary key--it has eight big holes Floyd \| arranged like an ambitious die face. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "touch holes"
Floyd \| You feel nothing unexpected. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "touch lock"
Floyd \| You feel nothing unexpected. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "unlock lock"
Floyd \| [What do you want to unlock the huge gold lock with?] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "unlock lock with fingers"
Floyd \| [You do not normally need to refer to parts of the body.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| an erogater's card Floyd \| an aboro qihilus Floyd \| a loan lantern Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open lock"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can open.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "unlock lock with aboro"
Floyd \| [That doesn't seem to be something you can unlock.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
DavidW says (to Floyd), "put fingers in holes"
Floyd \| [You do not normally need to refer to parts of the body.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "unlock chest with aboro"
Floyd \| That doesn't seem to fit the lock. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "unlock chest with phone"
Floyd \| That doesn't seem to fit the lock. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x phone"
Floyd \| A single text message saying: "Club Coccyx. Hurry." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says, "Interesting, ... it knows that 'fingers' are a body part. Most IF doesn't."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "call erogator"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		maga says, "it's using a bunch of Aaron Reed extensions"
		maga says, "Smarter Parser, I think"
maga says (to Floyd), "version"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Nostrils of Flesh and Clay Floyd \| An Olfactory Fiction by Porpentine Floyd \| Floyd \| Identification number: //7D5AD692-71D4-4291-8738-5E2798606280// Floyd \| Standard interpreter 1.0 (2N) / Library serial number 080126 Floyd \| Standard Rules version 2/090402 by Graham Nelson Floyd \| Exit Lister version 10 by Eric Eve Floyd \| Player Experience Upgrade version 1/110323 by Aaron Reed (Includes Floyd \| Approaches and Punctuation Removal by Emily Short, Epistemology by Floyd \| Eric Eve, Default Messages by Ron Newcomb, and Smarter Parser, Poor Floyd \| Man's Mistype, Numbered Disambiguation Choices, Small Kindnesses, Floyd \| Neutral Library Messages, Remembering, and Extended Grammar by Aaron Floyd \| Reed.) Floyd \| Questions version 4 by Michael Callaghan Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "It's been recognizing lots of body parts, mostly to tell us not to worry about them, but yeah, what maga said."
		DavidW says, "oh. huh."
		DavidW says, "Such a brave new world."
DavidW says (to Floyd), "smell holes"
Floyd \| Your nostrils flood with brine and ink. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| fungal vault Floyd \| The cavern opens into an angular vault of chiseled rock, gently lit by Floyd \| wooly carpets of fungi. An ivory chest lies in the center. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take chest"
Floyd \| [That is just scenery, and can't be taken.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x vault"
Floyd \| fungal vault Floyd \| The cavern opens into an angular vault of chiseled rock, gently lit by Floyd \| wooly carpets of fungi. An ivory chest lies in the center. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says, "Octopus."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search fungi"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| You can't go that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| [The only way to go is east.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Just curious if there were unmentioned exits."
		DavidW says, "Unlock the thing with an octopus."
		genericgeekgirl says, "You know.. there was the critter in the aquarium."
		DavidW says, "yes."
		Binder says, "ah yes. brine and ink"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Sure, why not. Heading back upstairs."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| shadow-enswathed bridge Floyd \| You feel your way through some kind of cavern. A bridge of stinking Floyd \| iron spans a chasm before you. Across the bridge, a gap in the Floyd \| darkness bleeds ghostly light. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| Floyd \| the bowels of the safe Floyd \| You hold tight to metal rungs. Light above, darkness below. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| Floyd \| erogater's office Floyd \| An office cut from obsidian and silver. Fake dawnlight streams through Floyd \| drawn blinds. Some kind of critter languidly swims through a murky Floyd \| aquarium. The exits are a stainless steel door on the east wall and Floyd \| the hallway door south. Floyd \| Floyd \| A massive black safe lies open, revealing a hole downward. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x critter"
Floyd \| The water is too murky. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take critter"
Floyd \| You dip your hands into the murky water and fish around. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell critter"
Floyd \| What's this? What's happening...your mind blurs with images of your Floyd \| hand suddenly being eviscerated by a tankful of pirhana, pulling back Floyd \| a stump of bloody bones, or some horrible parasite burrowing inside Floyd \| your fingers, dead set on spiraling straight into your brain... Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "Noooooo."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| You pull up a wriggling, writhing baby octopus! Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh. THat didn't actually just happen."
		Binder says, "phew"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pet octopus"
Floyd \| [That's not a verb I recognise.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "hug octopus"
Floyd \| [You can only do that to something animate.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		olethros says, "must return car to carage"
		olethros says, "*garage"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell octopus"
Floyd \| Your vision fills with the watery realm from which this octopus was Floyd \| snatched. The drowned ruins of ancient cities from the Floyd \| before-times--coral-encrusted freeways, skyscrapers thronged with Floyd \| schools of fish, passenger airplane stuck in the craw of a dark Floyd \| trench. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says, "okay, I feel I've done my good deed for this game."
		olethros says, "see you in a bit"
		Binder says, "I guess the erogator put some smellflauge on the tank"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x octopus"
Floyd \| A dang choopy octopus, purple and slimy. Cute as hell, looking at you Floyd \| with great trust and affection. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Aw. What a sweetie."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| Floyd \| the bowels of the safe Floyd \| You hold tight to metal rungs. Light above, darkness below. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| Floyd \| shadow-enswathed bridge Floyd \| You feel your way through some kind of cavern. A bridge of stinking Floyd \| iron spans a chasm before you. Across the bridge, a gap in the Floyd \| darkness bleeds ghostly light. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can't go that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| [From here, you can go west and up.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| fungal vault Floyd \| The cavern opens into an angular vault of chiseled rock, gently lit by Floyd \| wooly carpets of fungi. An ivory chest lies in the center. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder exclaims, "let's teach it to trust a dirty cop!"
Tale arrives, full of neither funk nor fun.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open chest with octopus"
Floyd \| The octopus squirms in your hand as you shove it into the lock. Ink Floyd \| bubbles and foams across the lock as the octopus's tentacles are Floyd \| forced inside the holes. With a screech (of the octopus) and a screech Floyd \| (of the chest) the lid pops open. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| The octopus pops free and scuttles away from you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| fungal vault Floyd \| The cavern opens into an angular vault of chiseled rock, gently lit by Floyd \| wooly carpets of fungi. An ivory chest lies in the center. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see some sea tomb scrolls and an octopus here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell scrolls"
Floyd \| The hand of a dead tyrant set ink to this parchment. Blood, riches, Floyd \| the conquest of nations above and below the earth, and graveworms. Floyd \| You've never smelled anything so terribly ancient. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x scrolls"
Floyd \| You can't read any of these queer runes, but you know a chart when you Floyd \| see one. The islands of the northern reach are clearly depicted, along Floyd \| with a red X and finely scrawled coordinates. The rest is page after Floyd \| page of dead languages, along with strange technical diagrams that you Floyd \| cannot comprehend the parts or use of. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take scrolls"
Floyd \| Something lurches from the shadows, shaking the ground with each step. Floyd \| Cracks split open under your feet as an immense shadow plunges you Floyd \| into the darkness of its hulking form. Floyd \|		Jacqueline says, "That was horrible."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Eep."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| "Halt!" Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| You stand perfectly still. The ruby eyes of the security automaton Floyd \| focus on you. "Are you doing anything illegal?"		genericgeekgirl says, "Of course not."
		Jacqueline says, "We deserve whatever we're about to get for what we did to that octopus."
		Binder exclaims, "heck no!"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| 1 - Yes. Floyd \| 2 - No. Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select a number between 1 and 2 >		genericgeekgirl asks, "2?"
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "3"
Floyd \| Please select a number between 1 and 2 >		maga says, "quick, clamber up it and stab it repeatedly in the back of the neck"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Between 1 and 2."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "1.75"
Floyd \| Please select a number between 1 and 2 >
maga says (to Floyd), "2"
Floyd \| "Oh. Well, that's all right then." The automaton powers down. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Where is the 'sorta'"
		Jacqueline says, "yay"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x automaton"
Floyd \| A hulking automaton equipped with the latest in verbal inquiry Floyd \| technology. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take automaton"
Floyd \| [The security automaton isn't portable.] Floyd \| Floyd \| Your phone beeps.		Binder says, "yay lying for the victory"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take octopus"
Floyd \| The octopus squirts ink in your eyes, slapping away on surprisingly Floyd \| mobile tentacles. You feel outmatched. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x phone"
Floyd \| New text message. "Sorry ladycakes. Had to run." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Hm."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Did we take too long, or is this supposed to happen?"
		DavidW says, "Don't know."
		Jacqueline says, "Not sure."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "squash octopus"
Floyd \| You squeeze the octopus. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| some sea tomb scrolls Floyd \| an erogater's card Floyd \| an aboro qihilus Floyd \| a loan lantern Floyd \| a jacket (being worn) Floyd \| a mobile phone Floyd \| a wallet Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| fungal vault Floyd \| The cavern opens into an angular vault of chiseled rock, gently lit by Floyd \| wooly carpets of fungi. An ivory chest lies in the center. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see a security automaton and an octopus here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Then again, I'm pretty unsure about everything in this game."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell automaton"
Floyd \| The olfactons have been stripped from this security bot, as per Floyd \| regulations. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Good bye, Mx Octopus. Enjoy your temporary freedom."
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x chest"
Floyd \| An ivory chest with a huge gold lock. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x automaton"
Floyd \| A hulking automaton equipped with the latest in verbal inquiry Floyd \| technology. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
DavidW says (to Floyd), "open it"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can open.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Tale asks, "Which game is this?"
		Jacqueline says, "Nostrils of Flesh and Clay."
		DavidW says (to Tale), "It's a bit surreal."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Back to the club, I guess and see what happens?"
		Binder says, "okay"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "close chest"
Floyd \| You close the chest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "I feel like we should get a chalk board, like at the Xyzzies. Right now it would read: TODAY'S GAME IS NOSTRILS OF FLESH AND CLAY - AND YES, IT IS CRACKTASTIC, AND NO, DO NOT >SMELL ME"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You can't go that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| [The only way to go is east.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| shadow-enswathed bridge Floyd \| You feel your way through some kind of cavern. A bridge of stinking Floyd \| iron spans a chasm before you. Across the bridge, a gap in the Floyd \| darkness bleeds ghostly light. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| Floyd \| the bowels of the safe Floyd \| You hold tight to metal rungs. Light above, darkness below. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| Floyd \| erogater's office Floyd \| An office cut from obsidian and silver. Fake dawnlight streams through Floyd \| drawn blinds. A murky aquarium sits beneath the blinds. The exits are Floyd \| a stainless steel door on the east wall and the hallway door south. Floyd \| Floyd \| A massive black safe lies open, revealing a hole downward. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "close safe"
Floyd \| [That's not something you can close.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x blinds"
Floyd \| White plastic strips. Standard blind fare. Positively provincial Floyd \| compared to some of the mind-blowing blinds they've got up in--oh, Floyd \| who're you kidding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell blinds"
Floyd \| Thoroughly de-olfactonized. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| You tip-toe across the room, scrolls gripped in your clammy hands. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| A cold presence crawls up your back. You turn around. Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl'(
		genericgeekgirl :'(
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| The erogater stands naked and vaporous, ice water tracing down her Floyd \| body. Her eyes regard you, two impassive filaments, but her nostrils Floyd \| flare, drinking in Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| every Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| inch Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| of Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| your Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| body Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| sucking in all the sweat beaded up in your armpits, rolling down your Floyd \| collar bone, hot and moist around your cunt, itching across your skin, Floyd \| and deeper, deeper, smelling your whole body of beating blood like Floyd \| dragged up red roots suspended dripping in the air, sniffing the Floyd \| marrow in your bones like a starving, salivating wolf ready to crunch, Floyd \| and deeper still, smelling your thoughts, every single silly, Floyd \| embarassing, personal thought, every hope and dream and aspiration Floyd \| you've ever had, she smells your soul, your electromagnetic Floyd \| quintessence, all the stuff that makes you up, she sucks into her Floyd \| nostrils like hallucinogenic ribbons rippling across the room-- Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| --and then she's right next to you and her fingers are crawling across Floyd \| your skin and you head-butt her and there's blood and clay dust all Floyd \| over your face but she's reeling back and you spin from the room and-- Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "No."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| --run at breakneck speeds down the hall, through the jauntry room, and Floyd \| into the alley where an alarm rises into the air, keening and Floyd \| spectral.
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| purple alleyway Floyd \| The western mouth of this alley is filled with an iron gate. A Floyd \| security camera stares down from above the gate. Sob Street lies east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Whew."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf10"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "that went well, I'd say"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Down the street you see incoming squad cars, sirens splashing green Floyd \| light across the fog. A megaphone booms, nightmarish and distorted, Floyd \| like the roaring of some beast. Are they saying your name? Are they Floyd \| saying anything? Or just screaming bestially, baying for blood...		Jacqueline says (to Binder), "haha"
		genericgeekgirl says, "This can only end well."
		DavidW says, "The long nose of the law."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Sob Street Floyd \| Sob Street runs along the waterfront, a wall of fog smeared with Floyd \| emerald sirenlight. The only possible way to run from the horde of Floyd \| speeding squad cars that has any chance of survival however remote is Floyd \| south! Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "So wait, we're a chyk? I was not at all getting that sense until it was so crudely pointed out just now."
		DavidW asks, "'ladycakes'? That wasn't chick enough?"
		Jacqueline says, "I thought they were being sarcastic and mean."
		Jacqueline says, "I remember that bit being jarring."
		Jacqueline asks, "But, like, who honestly says 'ladycakes' these days?"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "I guess we're going south?"
		DavidW asks, "Which days are this?"
		maga asks, "who honestly says 'obsidian pustule'?"
		Jacqueline asks (of maga), "WHY?"
		Jacqueline asks, "WHY WOULD YOU REPEAT THAT WORD?"
		Jacqueline says, "'Pustule' contains the word 'pus,' you know."
		Binder says, "I admit to feeling a strong need to use the word ladycakes, now."
		Jacqueline says (to Binder), "ha"
		Jacqueline says, "Let us know how that works out for you."
		Tale asks, "LAadycakes?"
		DavidW says (to Tale), "I'll show you some on cakewrecks later."
		Binder says, "heh"
		Jacqueline says, "haha"
		Jacqueline says, "There are indeed some disturbing lady cakes on cakewrecks."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "So, we should run south?"
		Binder asks, "probably?"
maga says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Lower Sob Street Floyd \| Squad cars are howling from the mist, they'll be on you in a few Floyd \| seconds! To the east you see Club Coccyx, vibrating, shaking, Floyd \| shuddering in its foundations. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can see some chalice city songers here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says, "I like survival."
maga says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You race across the street and into Club Coccyx. As your foot crosses Floyd \| the threshold, the floor wrenches itself from the ground with a Floyd \| titanic spasm, knocking you down. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| You leap up, grabbing the edge of the floor as the Club rises above Floyd \| the grimy walls, past the jungle of dead neon signs, into the cool Floyd \| night air. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| The building yaws to one side. You claw onto the threshold, carving Floyd \| swathes through a dark layer of crushed cigarette stubs and spilled Floyd \| whiskey. The floor rises above your head and everything that isn't Floyd \| nailed down inside the club starts to roll down towards you. Bottles Floyd \| and ashtrays skid past your head, plummeting into the clouds. Floyd \|		Jacqueline says, "I prefer survival over death, certainly."
		genericgeekgirl says, "..."
		Binder says, "uh"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| clinging to the middle edge Floyd \| The city is rapidly shrinking below you. You have some room to the Floyd \| right and left, if you need to adjust your grip. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder asks, "it's a flying club?"
		DavidW says, "The club flies, yes."
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf11"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		maga says, "a barfly, if you will"
		Jacqueline says (to maga), "You're in time out."
		Binder narrows his eyes at maga
		DavidW says, "Heading into the nozone"
		DavidW says, "I think we should try to get to a more stable location."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Sure. Left, right, or ... other?"
		DavidW says, "in"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "in"
Floyd \| You can't go that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| [From here, you can go up, right and left.] Floyd \| Floyd \| A chair comes hurtling out of the darkness towards your face! Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Up?"
		DavidW says, "But maybe look and smell for inspiration and persperation."
maga says (to Floyd), "right"
Floyd \| Floyd \| clinging to the right edge Floyd \| The city is rapidly shrinking below you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "ti's that menacing chair"
		Binder says, "it's*"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| You crawl, one hand in front of the other, a little further up from Floyd \| the edge. Floyd \| Floyd \| The chair whips past your face. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "smell"
Floyd \| You smell nothing unexpected. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| You strain to lift yourself up. Sweat pours down your face. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says, "okay, so we're dodging falling furniture? Fun."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| Just a little more... Floyd \| Floyd \| A table slowly slides from the darkness, picking up momentum. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "right"
Floyd \| You can't go that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| [From here, you can go up and left.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "left"
Floyd \| Floyd \| clinging to the middle edge Floyd \| The city is rapidly shrinking below you. You have some room to the Floyd \| right and left, if you need to adjust your grip. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "left"
Floyd \| Floyd \| clinging to the left edge Floyd \| The city is rapidly shrinking below you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oops"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| You grit your teeth. Floyd \| Floyd \| The table noses past you like an apologetic, blind hippopotamus Floyd \| feeling its way off a cliff. You barely cling to the edge as it Floyd \| tumbles past you, dribbling playing cards and shot glasses in its Floyd \| wake. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| You drag yourself on board the flying building. Behind you, clouds Floyd \| race past. Goddamn you didn't even notice how much you were sweating. Floyd \| Fuck.
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| tilted club Floyd \| You balance on the sloping floor. Alcohol runs past your feet in Floyd \| rivulets, raining ethanol into the sky. The club is transforming Floyd \| itself, boilers and pipes exposing themselves behind the sultry chic Floyd \| and mood lighting. The northern wall is splayed by mechanical arms, Floyd \| revealing a metal wall with a blue cabin door set in it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell alcohol"
Floyd \| Vision of sudden shaking, shattering glass, gushing release. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x arms"
Floyd \| The club is revealing an industrial, airborne side of itself you never Floyd \| knew. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW asks, "Perhaps enter the cabin?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x door"
Floyd \| A wooden door with a little porthole set in it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell door"
Floyd \| You smell hurried hands and shouts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open door"
Floyd \| You try the door. It rattles in the frame. Locked. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "knock on door"
Floyd \| You hear sirens howling far below. Red lights sweep the sky, filling Floyd \| the interior of the club with crimson radiance. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| tilted club Floyd \| Garish red light fills the club. Everything is bathed in blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
DavidW says (to Floyd), "look through porthole"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x porthole"
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x porthole"
Floyd \| Through greasy glass you see a cockpit fraught with chaos--meters and Floyd \| dials spinning furiously, valves spraying steam, James struggling to Floyd \| hold onto a ship's wheel as Hog gesticulates wildly at the city Floyd \| horizon. Floyd \| Floyd \| The sky screams. You glance over to the open doorframe to see a point Floyd \| of light pierce the clouds, trailing smoke and flame. Floyd \| Floyd \| Everything is dark and red and white and your eyeballs feel knocked Floyd \| inside your skull and your guts feel sucked outside your body and then Floyd \| you're tumbling through the air, the wreckage of the club spiraling Floyd \| through the sky on plumes of fire. Floyd \|		DavidW asks, "James? Hog?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "The people we were stealing the scroll for."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| The city is a velvet painting glimpsed from breathless heights. You Floyd \| see the waterway cutting through the city like an icy vein, you see Floyd \| the crater of the Dumpyard like a frozen, gaping wound rimmed with Floyd \| frayed streets, skyscraper cartilage, bleeding culverts. And beyond, Floyd \| the ocean, with all its drowned sea kings and coral tombs. Floyd \|		Binder says, "oh, that's pretty"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Everything you've ever smelled flashes across your nostrils. But it Floyd \| all smells bitter-sweet now. Floyd \|		Binder says, "I'm glad this could be the last thing we saw"
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| From this height the ocean will be concrete. You'd need a miracle to Floyd \| get out of this one. But they don't make miracles anymore. Not since Floyd \| dynasty days. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| There are no miracles. Just men. Women. And the blood beating beneath Floyd \| their palms. Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| The aboro qihilus wakes up, starts squirming inside your jacket. Floyd \| Blinking its sleepy eyes, it says, "Where are we?" Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| You hit the water.		Binder exclaims, "!"
		DavidW says, "Hello miracle."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * The End * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >		Jacqueline exclaims, "!"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Uh. Is that good?"
		DavidW says, "oh well, maybe not."
		Jacqueline says, "I think it's probably good."
		Binder asks, "I think maybe that was a bad ending with a hint?"
		Jacqueline says, "Though, y'know, it's kind of hard to say."
		Jacqueline says, "I have my Mulholland Drive facial expression on right now."
		DavidW asks, "Can we close the club's open doorway once we're inside?"
Fang says (to Floyd), "score"
Floyd \| [Please give one of the answers above.] Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd \| command? Floyd \| >		Fang says, "I thik that's just the ending"
		genericgeekgirl says, "It's the only one that says "The End", so probably yes."
		maga says, "yeah, I suspect that's it"
		Binder says, "So that's ... the good ending."
		Jacqueline says (to ggg), "Right"
inky arrives, full of neither funk nor fun.
Fang has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.		DavidW asks, "Where'd this game come from?"
		Jacqueline exclaims (at inky), "Just in time!"
		inky says, "it's always nostril time, dee dee dee"
		Binder says, "this IF needs an answer key"
		Jacqueline asks (of DW), "Like, is it an indy release, or part of a comp, or who do we thank/blame?"
		maga says (to DW), "it's on ifdb, but I noticed its existence because the author was one of the IF Whispers 5 people"
		DavidW says (to maga), "thanks"
		genericgeekgirl says, "It's gotten some press lately on various gaming blogs."
		maga says, "auntie pixelante mentioned it"
		Jacqueline says, "It was definitely very interesting."
		Jacqueline says, "I have a feeling I need to digest this one a bit before I'll know how I actually feel about it."
		djfletch says, "I'm just going to assume that an aboro qihilus is a magic thing that saves you from impacts and drowning."
		djfletch says, "Then it makes you a nice cup of tea."
		DavidW says, "That's nice. I could use a cup of tea."
		genericgeekgirl \| I made Cloadokum for the Super Friendship Club Mysticism Pageant. The code is horrifying, I have no idea how this game even manages to run, but apparently some people like it and say things like: "aliendovecote's Cloadokum is hard Lovecraftian detective interactive fiction. Shockingly good..." I recommend it with reservations, because a good portion of it was shat out in an insomniac fugue and there are holes, psychic or otherwise in the fabric.
		genericgeekgirl says, "One of their other games."
		Binder says, "I'm quite sure I liked this IF. I just don't understand why."
		DavidW asks (of Binder), "The writing? That it wasn't the same-old same-old?"
		Binder says (to DavidW), "It did have a distinct voices, that's true."
		Binder says, "argh, voice. No s."
		Binder says, "need coffee"
		Binder goes afk to make some
maga disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again.		Jacqueline exclaims, "Yeah, I need some food as well. Thanks for coming today, everyone!"
genericgeekgirl disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again.
DavidW has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.		Jacqueline says, "Next week, I plan to launch the survey right at ClubFloyd time, so please send your recommendations to me (or post them to the CFS) in advance."
		DavidW sips instant coffee with sugar, which was the closest.