  
ClubFloyd Transcript:
The idea behind ClubFloyd is that each
week at a pre-arranged time, a group of
people meet online to cooperatively play
a game of interactive fiction.
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| Jacqueline says, "So, what the heck, let's play Six Gray Rats Crawl Up the Pillow." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, I had bad intel from the Brit earlier. It's Gray with an A, not Grey with an E." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "load sleepmask sixgrayrats" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | "Poh! I'm short a hundred florins on rent money!" Floyd | Floyd | Lorenzo snickers. "I'll give you a hundred to spend the night in Count Floyd | Ruggino's house." Floyd | Floyd | "I'll do it! Wait. Why Ruggino's?" Floyd | Floyd | "He's a suicide. They say his house is haunted." Floyd | Floyd | "Haunted? I don't believe in ghosts." Floyd | Floyd | Six Gray Rats Crawl Up The Pillow Floyd | A Gothic Vignette by Boswell Cain Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 150214 / Inform 7 build 6L38 (I6/v6.33 lib Floyd | 6/12N) Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | Count Ruggino's house lours in the dim air like a gathering of Floyd | gravestones. The road makes a circle before it, then runs north back Floyd | to Firenze. Floyd | Floyd | A heavy wooden door leads in to the south. Floyd | Floyd | A statue stands in the center of a dry fountain. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Ooh. I like Gothic vingettes." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x statue" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > X STATUE Floyd | Floyd | A statue in grey stone, of a grim-faced angel with arms crossed over Floyd | chest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "And this is kinda like the setup to my favorite CYOA, so." | |
| caleb goes home. | JoshuaH asks, ""Gray"?" | |
| JoshuaH asks, "Er, 'grey'?" | ||
| caleb arrives, ready to play with the toys. | maga says (to JoshuaH), "the horror is that the rats are all really crappy doms" | |
| DavidW says, "oh noes, a weeping angel. In grEy stone." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fountain" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > X FOUNTAIN Floyd | Floyd | It's cracked all around and scaled with green-black scum. Floyd | Floyd | In the fountain is a brass key. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take key" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE KEY Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a brass key Floyd | a poniard Floyd | a sausage Floyd | The Return of the Worm Floyd | an herbal sachet Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing: Floyd | a shiny black raincoat Floyd | a silk shirt Floyd | a pair of slacks Floyd | a pair of wingtip shoes Floyd | Floyd | You recall: Floyd | a memory of Lorenzo Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ok, that's more items than I expected." | |
| DavidW asks, "Should I look at our sausage?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Joshua), "What was your question? Gray and grey are both acceptable spellings." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "Sure, but don't eat it." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm sure we'll need it later." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sausage" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > X SAUSAGE Floyd | Floyd | It is reminiscent of other sausages you have known. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline just learned with a poniard is. | |
| DavidW says, "We have known many sausages. Good to know." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "hee" | ||
| DavidW asks, "What *is* a poniard, Jacqueline?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "It is a small, slim dagger." | ||
| JoshuaH says (to Jacqueline), "Yeah, but didn't expect both to be used in the same piece." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Joshua), "Ah, true." | ||
| DavidW asks, "Is this a poniard I see before me?" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x poniard" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > X PONIARD Floyd | Floyd | A short dagger with a plastic handle. It would be useless against Floyd | ghosts, but you don't believe in ghosts anyway. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "PLASTIC?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Joshua), "Perhaps it's someone trying to throw us off the scent of their nom de plume." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x worm" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > X WORM Floyd | Floyd | The Return of the Worm is a lurid Gothic best-seller in Floyd | paperback, written by your friend Viviana. It is just the kind of tale Floyd | to take your mind off this current outbreak of the Pestilence. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I like Viviana already." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sachet" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > X SACHET Floyd | Floyd | The scent of the herbs is meant to block out any pestilential fumes Floyd | you might encounter. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "The Pestilence? Except there's plastic. I'm not sure what time period we're in." | |
| DavidW says, "Gothic plastic." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember Lorenzo" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER LORENZO Floyd | Floyd | Lorenzo, left arm akimbo, is holding out his right to shake on Floyd | your wager. His hair is looking particularly shiny this morning. Floyd | Floyd | You remember Lorenzo's hair. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Probably a dressage of wormwood and asphidiel, or whatever they had then." | |
| Jacqueline says, "We are jaunty and stylish in this game." | ||
| DavidW says, "(I have no idea what I said means)" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a brass key Floyd | a poniard Floyd | a sausage Floyd | The Return of the Worm Floyd | an herbal sachet Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing: Floyd | a shiny black raincoat Floyd | a silk shirt Floyd | a pair of slacks Floyd | a pair of wingtip shoes Floyd | Floyd | You recall: Floyd | a memory of Lorenzo's hair Floyd | a memory of Viviana writing Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember viviana's writing" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard
Floyd |
Floyd | > REMEMBER VIVIANA'S WRITING
Floyd |
Floyd | Nothing comes to mind just now.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| Jacqueline asks, "Oh, we already remembered that?" | |
| JoshuaH says, "No possesive." | ||
| Roger says, "no 's" | ||
| Jacqueline exclaims, "Oh, typo!" | ||
| DavidW says, "yeah, drop the 's." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember viviana writing" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER VIVIANA WRITING Floyd | Floyd | Viviana is crouched over her typewriter in the tower garret of Floyd | Lorenzo's father's mansion. She looks up and shouts at you: "Get out! Floyd | Unless you have coffee." Floyd | Floyd | You remember Viviana's typewriter. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "Drop it like it's possessive, yo" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember viviana's typewriter" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER VIVIANA'S TYPEWRITER Floyd | Floyd | It's a stormy evening, and Viviana's typewriter has a broken key. Floyd | She is kind enough to let you try to fix it, though you actually only Floyd | manage to damage it further. "It's okay," she says, "Lorenzo's going Floyd | to buy me a new one." There's a smudge of ink on the bridge of her Floyd | nose, and your hands are likewise stained. Floyd | Floyd | You remember your first sight of Viviana. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "In gothic tymes, the possessive was done with an f." | |
| Jacqueline says, "Was it? I thought it was just that the s looked like an f" | ||
| DavidW says, "Right. I was joking." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh. Sorry." | ||
| Sequitur exclaims, "Oh look clubfloyd started!" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "rememeber first sight of viviana" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMEBER FIRST SIGHT OF VIVIANA Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "This is fun, but I bet we should head inside the haunted pestilential abodement." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember my first sight of viviana" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER MY FIRST SIGHT OF VIVIANA Floyd | Floyd | Your first glimpse of Viviana is in a coffee shop stained red with Floyd | setting sunlight. She has a sheaf of manuscript pages with her, and is Floyd | holding a red pen in her mouth while she shuffles them. The pen is Floyd | leaking, so it looks like a drop of blood is tracking down the side of Floyd | her chin. Floyd | Floyd | You remember first meeting Viviana. Floyd | Floyd | > | Sequitur says, "Not that I can say anything, I'm a ParserComp entrant *and* I playtested this game" | |
| Sequitur arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | Jacqueline says (to DW), "Fine, fine." | |
| Roger says, "Hunh; this doesn't feel... parsery..." | ||
| Jacqueline asks (of Roger), "Huh?" | ||
| Busta says, "Us entrants are relegated to the quiet section of CF." | ||
| Jacqueline) Roger says, "Oh, PARSER? I thought it was PARSLEY. Sorry. | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | Count Ruggino's house lours in the dim air like a gathering of Floyd | gravestones. The road makes a circle before it, then runs north back Floyd | to Firenze. Floyd | Floyd | A heavy wooden door leads in to the south. Floyd | Floyd | A statue stands in the center of a dry fountain. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "'lours'?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x statue" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > X STATUE Floyd | Floyd | A statue in grey stone, of a grim-faced angel with arms crossed over Floyd | chest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN DOOR Floyd | Floyd | (first unlocking the heavy wooden door) Floyd | (with the brass key) Floyd | You open the heavy wooden door. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to DW), "It's evidently a varient of lower, which can mean to look upon someone in an angry or sullen way." | |
| DavidW says, "ah" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Lower Hall Floyd | A high-ceilinged hall whose walls press close side to side. The Floyd | wallpaper hangs in moldy strips. The floor is warped and heaved like a Floyd | road in winter. A staircase goes up. Floyd | Floyd | A heavy wooden door leads out to the north. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. Hanging on the hook is an abstract Floyd | painting. Floyd | Floyd | > | Sequitur says, "Either way it'll be interesting keeping a eye on this while I work on my Spring Thing project" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x painting" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > X PAINTING Floyd | Floyd | The painting is comprised of green, blue, pink and yellow arcs and Floyd | wedges, and it seems to represent... hmm... a bouquet of flowers? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "g" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > G Floyd | Floyd | The painting is comprised of green, blue, pink and yellow arcs and Floyd | wedges, and it seems to represent... hmm... a bowl of fruit? Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I suspected it might change." | |
| Jacqueline says, "Fortunately, it is not a painting with eyes that follow our moves." | ||
| DavidW says, "yes" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "So points for (so far) avoiding the cliche." | ||
| Roger says, "Or a dress of colours" | ||
| DavidW says, "er yet" | ||
| Jacqueline exclaims (at ROGER), "!!!!" | ||
| Roger says, "sorry" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I was kind of hoping no one would go there." | ||
| Roger says, "yeahwell" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "And almost said so, but then realized that I would then be going there." | ||
| Jacqueline sighs. | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "So... up?" | ||
| DavidW so where are the other exits? Just up and north seems weird. | Busta puts away new colorful dress very slowly. | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "exits" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > EXITS Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Maybe this is like those old hotels that have a staircase straight up from the entrance." | |
| DavidW says, "I guess it has to be up." | ||
| DavidW asks, "Close the door?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "If you'd like." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "close door" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > CLOSE DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You close the heavy wooden door. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh good. We weren't pitched into darkness." | |
| Jacqueline says, "You old school folks... always ascared of the grues." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "(Kidding. So am I.)" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Upper Hall Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upper Hall Floyd | Dusty beams slant overhead like the branches of some neglected, Floyd | geometric forest. The carpet sags in divots where the floor beneath Floyd | has subsided. There is a stairway down, and a dusty room to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "look under carpet" | ||
Floyd ] Upper Hall Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER CARPET Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "We're just going straight to the bedroom, aren't we?" | |
| Busta says, "I feel like there's been enough not-darkness in games recently that I wouldn't mind a little darkness here and there." | ||
| Jacqueline) David says, "boom chicka wow wow" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bedchamber Floyd | A chamber with a stifling atmosphere. The ceiling is a plaster dome, Floyd | still intact, though marbled with ghostly mold. The floor is invisible Floyd | beneath layered carpets and dust clots. The hall is west, and to the Floyd | east is a doorway to a tiny balcony. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the room is a four-poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. Hanging on the hook is a forbidding Floyd | portrait. Floyd | Floyd | Across from the bed is an armchair. Floyd | Floyd | On the armchair are a dusty, desiccated corpse and a gold-plated Floyd | automatic pistol. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x pistol" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X PISTOL Floyd | Floyd | An expensive-looking, if also ridiculous-looking, gun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x corpse" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X CORPSE Floyd | Floyd | This must be the unfortunate Count Ruggino. He's dried out and fragile Floyd | as a mummy. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline | >SLEEP | |
| Jacqueline | You die of a respiratory issue from the ghostly mold. | ||
| Fang asks, "are we to infer the corpse is holding the pistol?" | ||
| DavidW says (to Fang), "unclear." | ||
| Fang asks, "how do we know it's automatic, anyway?" | ||
| Fang says, ">check firing mode" | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take pistol" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE PISTOL Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "unload pistol" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > UNLOAD PISTOL Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I say we go down to the kitchen and make a nice pizza before bedtime." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "search corpse" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH CORPSE Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Or we could get in bed and read Viv's book." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under bed" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER BED Floyd | Floyd | Under the bed you find a suitcase. You fish it out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open suitcase" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN SUITCASE Floyd | Floyd | You open the suitcase, revealing a travel pillow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x pillow" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X PILLOW Floyd | Floyd | A slip of foam inside a rag, or, a pathetically thin travel pillow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x portrait" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X PORTRAIT Floyd | Floyd | An old man with an expression of steely confidence. Perhaps one of the Floyd | more frightening Popes? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look behind it" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK BEHIND IT Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "shoot portrait" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SHOOT PORTRAIT Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the forbidding portrait) Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | A horrifying stain, formerly hidden by the forbidding portrait, is Floyd | revealed on the wallpaper below the hook. Floyd | Floyd | The forbidding portrait lacks a trigger. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says, "..." | |
| Fang asks, "success...?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Not sure why you'd take a thing to shoot it, but yes... inadvertent success." | ||
| DavidW says (to Fang), "Congrats. I merely tried 'look behind it' which failed." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x stain" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X STAIN Floyd | Floyd | It is the blackish green of mildew and shaped like satan holding a Floyd | pitchfork. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says, "violence is the answer to this one" | |
| DavidW says, "perhaps we should take the other painting too, or swap them." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh, it wanted you to shoot something *with* the painting. huh." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "Sure" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Upper Hall Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upper Hall Floyd | Dusty beams slant overhead like the branches of some neglected, Floyd | geometric forest. The carpet sags in divots where the floor beneath Floyd | has subsided. There is a stairway down, and a dusty room to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Ghogg arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Lower Hall Floyd | A high-ceilinged hall whose walls press close side to side. The Floyd | wallpaper hangs in moldy strips. The floor is warped and heaved like a Floyd | road in winter. A staircase goes up. Floyd | Floyd | A heavy wooden door leads out to the north. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. Hanging on the hook is an abstract Floyd | painting. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take abstract" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE ABSTRACT Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put forbidding on hook" | ||
Floyd ] Lower Hall Floyd | Floyd | > PUT FORBIDDING ON HOOK Floyd | Floyd | You hang the forbidding portrait on the hook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Upper Hall Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Upper Hall Floyd | Dusty beams slant overhead like the branches of some neglected, Floyd | geometric forest. The carpet sags in divots where the floor beneath Floyd | has subsided. There is a stairway down, and a dusty room to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bedchamber Floyd | A chamber with a stifling atmosphere. The ceiling is a plaster dome, Floyd | still intact, though marbled with ghostly mold. The floor is invisible Floyd | beneath layered carpets and dust clots. The hall is west, and to the Floyd | east is a doorway to a tiny balcony. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the room is a four-poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. A horrifying stain, shaped a little Floyd | bit like satan holding a pitchfork, mars the wallpaper beneath the Floyd | hook. Floyd | Floyd | Across from the bed is an armchair. Floyd | Floyd | On the armchair is a dusty, desiccated corpse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put abstract on hook" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > PUT ABSTRACT ON HOOK Floyd | Floyd | You hang the abstract painting on the hook, hiding the satanic stain Floyd | from sight. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "shoot pistol" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SHOOT PISTOL Floyd | Floyd | Nothing happens. It looks like the safety is on. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ha ha" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "check safety" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > CHECK SAFETY Floyd | Floyd | The safety is currently switched on. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "check firing mode" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > CHECK FIRING MODE Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says, "dang" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "check magazine" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > CHECK MAGAZINE Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x dome" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X DOME Floyd | Floyd | Fine plasterwork, though it could do with a cleaning. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "unset safety" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > UNSET SAFETY Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Busta says, "Fang is really pining for a fully implemented gun" | |
| DavidW says, "We still have a balcony to look at." | ||
| Fang says, "I've played a lot of gun disassembly" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "Well, except I'm not sure what you mean by 'firing mode.' Were you hoping for semi-automatic and automatic?" | ||
| Fang says, "yes" | ||
| Busta asks, "Gun disassembly games are a thing?" | ||
| Ghogg asks, "#clubfloyd uh, isn't this a straight 19th century revolver?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "switch safety" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SWITCH SAFETY Floyd | Floyd | You switch the safety off. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says, "very much so, there's a free one on steam that I've been kinda obsessed with" | |
| Jacqueline clears the save counter. | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "switch safety" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SWITCH SAFETY Floyd | Floyd | You switch the safety on. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "switch safety" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SWITCH SAFETY Floyd | Floyd | You switch the safety off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "shoot pistol" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SHOOT PISTOL Floyd | Floyd | Click. It must be out of bullets. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says, "damn" | |
| DavidW says, "Put the safety back on anyway." | ||
| Fang says, "hang on, this doesn't make any sense" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Fang), "Right" | ||
| Fang says, "if the dead guy committed suicide with this pistol" | ||
| Fang asks, "how did he switch the safety on?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Exactly." | ||
| Fang exclaims, "dum dum dum!" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "And why is the corpse still sitting up there after all of this time?" | ||
| Fang asks, "uh good use of preservatives?" | ||
| Ghogg says, "Probably some novelty bequest" | ||
| Fang says, "lead based paint" | ||
| maga says (to Jacqueline), "because *Gothic* *jazzhands*" | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "switch safety" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SWITCH SAFETY Floyd | Floyd | You switch the safety on. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "or possibly *waltzhands*" | |
| Ghogg exclaims (at maga), "scandalous!" | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x satan" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X SATAN Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "I didn't mean why is it so well preserved (which I'm not sure lead does), but why was the body not taken away?" | |
| DavidW reminds folk of the balcony. | ||
| Jacqueline says (to maga), "I prefer Gothic waltzhands." | ||
| Ghogg says, "I was thinking Jeremy Bentham" | ||
| Fang asks, "what year is it supposed to be, anyway?" | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Bedchamber Floyd | A chamber with a stifling atmosphere. The ceiling is a plaster dome, Floyd | still intact, though marbled with ghostly mold. The floor is invisible Floyd | beneath layered carpets and dust clots. The hall is west, and to the Floyd | east is a doorway to a tiny balcony. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the room is a four-poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. Hanging on the hook is an abstract Floyd | painting. Floyd | Floyd | Across from the bed is an armchair. Floyd | Floyd | On the armchair is a dusty, desiccated corpse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balcony Floyd | This little railed platform sticks out like a wart from the top of Floyd | Count Ruggino's house. What a view! Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The year might be in the book." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x view" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > X VIEW Floyd | Floyd | Away to the east stretch dark hills dotted with stands of poplar, and Floyd | the sky is speckled with glittering stars. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "We still have things to remember, fwiw." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "make wish" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > MAKE WISH Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wish upon a star" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > WISH UPON A STAR Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "When I was a child, there was a commercial haunted house with a tiny balcony that when you walked out of it, it dropped a few inches." | |
| Jacqueline says, "I believe it's still there." | ||
| DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "yikes" | ||
| Fang says, "that's sort of neat, also sounds like a nightmare for health and safety" | ||
| maga says, "I have been to the house in question and I think they got rid of the balcony thing" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Nah. It was rigged quite purposely." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "er, purposefully? Anyway." | ||
| maga says, "I was going to say that they dropped it, but that might have given the wrong idea" | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER Floyd | Floyd | You recall: Floyd | a memory of meeting Viviana Floyd | a memory of Lorenzo's hair Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "At least we have a venue for corpse-tossing" | |
| Jacqueline says, "The mansion is still there, though yeah, they may have removed the falling balcony, because maga doesn't remember it." | ||
| Ghogg goes home. | Jacqueline | [LINK] | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember lorenzo's hair" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER LORENZO'S HAIR Floyd | Floyd | Lorenzo's hair, shiny with gel, is slicked back, except for one Floyd | curved strand which keeps falling across his eyes almost--but not Floyd | quite--as if against his wishes. Floyd | Floyd | You remember Lorenzo's eyes. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I suppose put the travel pillow on the bed and get on the bed? I assume getting on the bed or sleeping will trigger something in the story." | |
| DavidW asks, "We're pretty keen on this Lorenzo dude, aren't we?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "We are." | ||
| Fang says, "ugh, hair gel" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember lorenzo's dreamy eyes" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony
Floyd |
Floyd | > REMEMBER LORENZO'S DREAMY EYES
Floyd |
Floyd | Nothing comes to mind just now.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| Jacqueline says, "Sorry" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember lorenzo's eyes" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER LORENZO'S EYES Floyd | Floyd | Lorenzo's eyes are bloodshot from a night of heavy and Floyd | experimental drinking with Viviana, Camilla, and you. Floyd | Floyd | You remember a night of drinking. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Camilla?" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember meeting viviana" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER MEETING VIVIANA Floyd | Floyd | Viviana looks up at you from her manuscript. "Yes?" A bit Floyd | brusque... Still: "I believe this is yours," you say, and hold up the Floyd | page she dropped outside. And you don't see her for another six Floyd | months, until she is hired to ghost-write the memoir of your old Floyd | friend Lorenzo's father. Floyd | Floyd | You remember meeting Camilla. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember meeting camilla" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER MEETING CAMILLA Floyd | Floyd | A hot, wilted afternoon. Viviana has brought her friend Camilla to Floyd | her garret. Camilla is holding a flask of pale green liqueur. Camilla Floyd | smiles at you before even learning your name. "Want a sample?" Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "absinthe?" | |
| Roger says, "Mtn Dew" | ||
| Fang says, "haha" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "snrk" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember a night of drinking" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER A NIGHT OF DRINKING Floyd | Floyd | Midnight is dead and in its grave. You are holding some dreadful Floyd | potion of Camilla's up to the light bulb: it looks like a cocktail of Floyd | antifreeze and rosewater. Camilla is laughing, already drunk out of Floyd | her skull on the concoction. Floyd | Floyd | You remember Camilla laughing. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "'antifreeze'?" | |
| Jacqueline wonders when antifreeze became a thing. | ||
| Fang says, "I'm not sure what antifreeze + rosewater would look like" | ||
| Jacqueline | American production cars did not begin using any antifreeze until 1923, when an ethylene oxide-based coolant was first used. Ethylene glycol, the green antifreeze we have all been using for as long as we can remember, did not replace ethylene oxide as the industry standard until 1937. | ||
| Jacqueline says, "And one would assume they started using it in the US before elsewhere." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Though possibly not." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > X ME Floyd | Floyd | You are Rinaldo di Gorgonzola. About you, above all, let it be said Floyd | that you do not believe in ghosts. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember cmilaa laughing" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER CMILAA LAUGHING Floyd | Floyd | Nothing comes to mind just now. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I guess we're just gotta get used to the anachronisms." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember camilla laughing" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER CAMILLA LAUGHING Floyd | Floyd | Camilla's mouth is wide, her head tilted back in the shadows, her Floyd | pupils dilated. She is laughing, with chemical assistance, at a joke Floyd | just told by Viviana. Floyd | Floyd | You remember Viviana's joke, and Camilla's workshop. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remember viviana's joke" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER VIVIANA'S JOKE Floyd | Floyd | In the carpeted rec-room basement of Lorenzo's father's mansion, Floyd | Viviana has just told a joke: "How is a plague doctor like an elderly Floyd | heir? They are both running out of patients." Floyd | Floyd | You remember Doctor Giallo's office. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang asks, "can't this be set in the 1950s?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "It could be, yeah." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember camilla's workshop" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER CAMILLA'S WORKSHOP Floyd | Floyd | Camilla in her workshop, lit by harsh fluorescent light. Flasks Floyd | and alembics clutter the wooden surfaces. Camilla's white coat is Floyd | speckled with holes from acid. She casts you a quick smile from behind Floyd | a rack of test tubes, and tells you about a gift she whipped up for Floyd | you. Floyd | Floyd | You remember Camilla's gift. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Fluorescent light. uh-huh." | |
| JoshuaH says, ""Giallo". Hah." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Plastics seem to have become common around 1960." | ||
| DavidW asks, "And when were florins around?" | ||
| JoshuaH says, "(Giallo = Italian pulp papberback.)" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "They were invented in the 1800s, but seem to become popular in the 50s." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Er, I take that back. Late 1920s-ish." | ||
| Fang says, "I'm wondering if maybe this is actually set in the universe of Varicella" | ||
| DavidW says, "ok." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember camilla's gift6" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony
Floyd |
Floyd | > REMEMBER CAMILLA'S GIFT6
Floyd |
Floyd | Nothing comes to mind just now.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
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| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember camilla's gift" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER CAMILLA'S GIFT Floyd | Floyd | Camilla peels off her gloves and slides her safety goggles onto Floyd | the top of her head. "I know you've been having trouble sleeping, so I Floyd | made you a special little something. Do not take it just before Floyd | operating heavy machinery, Rinaldo! Now we just need something to hide Floyd | it in from Lorenzo..." She leans down towards a drawer tucked beneath Floyd | her workbench. Floyd | Floyd | You remember Camilla's drawer. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Wait, no. They started developing them in the late 20s, but the bulbs went commercial in '38." | |
| Jacqueline says, "Anyway." | ||
| Fang says, "remembering a lady's drawers, how unseemly" | ||
| DavidW says, "Looks like the memories are working towards a sleeping aid." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember camilla's drawer" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER CAMILLA'S DRAWER Floyd | Floyd | Camilla opens a drawer in her workbench and takes out a cheap, Floyd | plastic-handled poniard. "Ah. Here." She shows you how to open the Floyd | secret compartment: first twist and then pull the handle. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "ooh" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a suitcase (open) Floyd | a travel pillow Floyd | a gold-plated automatic pistol Floyd | a brass key Floyd | a poniard Floyd | a sausage Floyd | The Return of the Worm Floyd | an herbal sachet Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing: Floyd | a shiny black raincoat Floyd | a silk shirt Floyd | a pair of slacks Floyd | a pair of wingtip shoes Floyd | Floyd | You recall: Floyd | a memory of Doctor Giallo's office Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "twist poniard" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > TWIST PONIARD Floyd | Floyd | Nothing obvious happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "twist poniard handle" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > TWIST PONIARD HANDLE Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to twist the poniard. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "pull poniard" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > PULL PONIARD Floyd | Floyd | Nothing obvious happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "twist handle" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > TWIST HANDLE Floyd | Floyd | The poniard's handle twists around with a click. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "pull handle" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > PULL HANDLE Floyd | Floyd | The handle pulls an inch away from the blade, revealing a small cavity Floyd | inside the poniard. Floyd | Floyd | In the cavity is a tiny pill. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf2" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x pill" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > X PILL Floyd | Floyd | A tiny yellow pill with a pink "C" marked on it. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang asks, "why are we hiding drugs from leronzo?" | |
| DavidW says, "Clorets." | ||
| Fang says, "lorenzo" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "So, take that on the bed?" | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember Doctor Giallo's office" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER DOCTOR GIALLO'S OFFICE Floyd | Floyd | It is a golden afternoon, and in his musty office, the famed Floyd | Doctor Giallo is lecturing you about the medicinal value of dried Floyd | toads. But it is hard to concentrate due to his distracting teeth--are Floyd | they carved of agate?--and to the fact that your Uncle has just died Floyd | of the Pestilence. Floyd | Floyd | You remember Uncle Guglielmo. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks (of Fang), "I guess if we can't sleep, we can't stay the night?" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember uncle guglielmo" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER UNCLE GUGLIELMO Floyd | Floyd | It is a summer day smeared with pollen. You are a boy, and Uncle Floyd | Guglielmo has just galloped into the millpond in which you think you Floyd | are drowning. It turns out the water only comes up to his waist, and Floyd | your chest. Lorenzo is laughing on the bank. Floyd | Floyd | You remember Uncle Guglielmo's funeral, and first hearing about Floyd | Lorenzo. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember uncle guglielmo's funeral" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER UNCLE GUGLIELMO'S FUNERAL Floyd | Floyd | Uncle Guglielmo is being buried. Under clouds like a seal of lead, Floyd | the cemetery is a mess of holes and bulging graves. The priest Floyd | stumbles over his lines. He misstates Guglielmo's name and keeps Floyd | checking his watch. He has a nasty cough, himself. Floyd | Floyd | You remember a bottomless grave. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember a bottomless grave" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER A BOTTOMLESS GRAVE Floyd | Floyd | The grave seems bottomless. Damp soil stretching down, down, down, Floyd | little white flags of gravecloth whipping in a subterranean wind. Floyd | Floyd | The image is stuck in your mind's eye like a thorn. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember first hearing about lorenzo" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER FIRST HEARING ABOUT LORENZO Floyd | Floyd | You are very small, and holding your Uncle Guglielmo's hand. Floyd | Together you are walking through a field towards the mansion he has Floyd | just been hired on at, as director of security. "There's even a little Floyd | boy who lives there. His name is Lorenzo." Floyd | Floyd | You remember your first sight of Lorenzo. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember first sight of lorenzo" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER FIRST SIGHT OF LORENZO Floyd | Floyd | The mansion towers above you. "Hey!" comes a shout, and you look Floyd | up reflexively. The apple hits you in the forehead. Through tears you Floyd | see a small laughing face peering through an open attic window. Yes, Floyd | that's Lorenzo. Floyd | Floyd | You remember Lorenzo's father. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says, "charming." | |
| DavidW says, "I'm so waiting for You remember going behind the potting shed with Lorenzo." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember lorenzo's father" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER LORENZO'S FATHER Floyd | Floyd | A dour man comes out of the front door to meet you and your uncle. Floyd | He leans on a skull-handled cane. He eyes the apple lying in the dust Floyd | and then stares at you as if appalled at your wastage of food. "To Floyd | begin with, Guglielmo," says Lorenzo's father, "while you are in my Floyd | employ, I'll expect better discipline from the child." Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says, "very charming." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a suitcase (open) Floyd | a travel pillow Floyd | a gold-plated automatic pistol Floyd | a brass key Floyd | a poniard Floyd | a sausage Floyd | The Return of the Worm Floyd | an herbal sachet Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing: Floyd | a shiny black raincoat Floyd | a silk shirt Floyd | a pair of slacks Floyd | a pair of wingtip shoes Floyd | Floyd | You recall: Floyd | a memory of a bottomless grave Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "remember a bottomless grave" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > REMEMBER A BOTTOMLESS GRAVE Floyd | Floyd | The grave seems bottomless. Damp soil stretching down, down, down, Floyd | little white flags of gravecloth whipping in a subterranean wind. Floyd | Floyd | The image is stuck in your mind's eye like a thorn. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We haven't read Viv's book yet." | |
| DavidW says, "Could be bullets in there." | ||
| Fang says, "I guess we can't remember further than that" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "smell sachet" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > SMELL SACHET Floyd | Floyd | It smells of medicinal herbs which are highly rare, expensive, and Floyd | efficacious (according to the doctor who sold it to you). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open book" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN BOOK Floyd | Floyd | It isn't something you can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read book" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > READ BOOK Floyd | Floyd | You brought it along to read in bed to help you fall asleep. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang asks, "do we want to use the sachet, or would the pills and book be enough?" | |
| DavidW says, "The sachet is for something else than sleeping. It's so we don't smell the rot." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "push corpse" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH CORPSE Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "in" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > IN Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bedchamber Floyd | A chamber with a stifling atmosphere. The ceiling is a plaster dome, Floyd | still intact, though marbled with ghostly mold. The floor is invisible Floyd | beneath layered carpets and dust clots. The hall is west, and to the Floyd | east is a doorway to a tiny balcony. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the room is a four-poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. Hanging on the hook is an abstract Floyd | painting. Floyd | Floyd | Across from the bed is an armchair. Floyd | Floyd | On the armchair is a dusty, desiccated corpse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "push corpse" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH CORPSE Floyd | Floyd | Nothing obvious happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take corpse" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE CORPSE Floyd | Floyd | You gently lift the desiccated corpse of Count Ruggino from the Floyd | armchair. Floyd | Floyd | Its arm falls off and hits the floor, then rolls out of sight beneath Floyd | the bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We could remove the picture and cut Satan out with the poniard, maybe." | |
| Fang asks, "how do we dispose of the body?" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put body in grave" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > PUT BODY IN GRAVE Floyd | Floyd | That can't contain things. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "I suppose under the bed or in the fountain? Or off the balcony?" | |
| Fang says, "I assume we don't want to sleep in a room with a corpse in it" | ||
| DavidW says, "I didn't think you'd be allowed to move the corpse." | ||
| DavidW says, "true, I don't want to sleep with a corpse." | ||
| DavidW says, "There's no obvious good place." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "It's just a body." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "It's not going to hurt us. It's dead." | ||
| DavidW says, "Put it on the balcony, perhaps." | ||
| DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "The thing is, I suspect there's a sleeping puzzle that we haven't triggered yet because we keep avoiding the obvious: get in bed and sleep." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > OUT Floyd | Floyd | But you aren't in anything at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I suggested we do it some time ago." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | As you carry the torso out the door, it crumbles further. You end up Floyd | up hanging onto the leg; the rest of the torso falls to the ground and Floyd | is left behind in the bedchamber. Floyd | Floyd | Balcony Floyd | This little railed platform sticks out like a wart from the top of Floyd | Count Ruggino's house. What a view! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "throw corpse" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > THROW CORPSE Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I am all for taking the little C pill." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "drop corpse" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > DROP CORPSE Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a withered leg Floyd | a suitcase (open) Floyd | a travel pillow Floyd | a gold-plated automatic pistol Floyd | a brass key Floyd | a poniard Floyd | a sausage Floyd | The Return of the Worm Floyd | an herbal sachet Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing: Floyd | a shiny black raincoat Floyd | a silk shirt Floyd | a pair of slacks Floyd | a pair of wingtip shoes Floyd | Floyd | You recall: Floyd | a memory of a bottomless grave Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says, "oh oops" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x leg" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > X LEG Floyd | Floyd | A withered leg, light as papier-mâché. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "Our charming personality is disarming." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "throw leg" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > THROW LEG Floyd | Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "Possibly he could be suitcased" | |
| Fang says, "oh well, there's 20% less corpse in the bedroom now" | ||
| DavidW says, "or the armchair might've been portable." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "in" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > IN Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bedchamber Floyd | A chamber with a stifling atmosphere. The ceiling is a plaster dome, Floyd | still intact, though marbled with ghostly mold. The floor is invisible Floyd | beneath layered carpets and dust clots. The hall is west, and to the Floyd | east is a doorway to a tiny balcony. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the room is a four-poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. Hanging on the hook is an abstract Floyd | painting. Floyd | Floyd | Across from the bed is an armchair. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a torso here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x torso" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X TORSO Floyd | Floyd | A torso, light as papier-mâché. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "hit torso" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > HIT TORSO Floyd | Floyd | You don't need to attack the torso. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang asks, "this body is fake, isn't it?" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a suitcase (open) Floyd | a travel pillow Floyd | a gold-plated automatic pistol Floyd | a brass key Floyd | a poniard Floyd | a sausage Floyd | The Return of the Worm Floyd | an herbal sachet Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing: Floyd | a shiny black raincoat Floyd | a silk shirt Floyd | a pair of slacks Floyd | a pair of wingtip shoes Floyd | Floyd | You recall: Floyd | a memory of a bottomless grave Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Maybe." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take torso" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE TORSO Floyd | Floyd | You gently lift the desiccated torso. Floyd | Floyd | The head falls off and hits the floor. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Maybe it's actual papier-mache." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x heat" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X HEAT Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "x head" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > X HEAD Floyd | Floyd | A withered head, light as papier-mâché. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take head" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE HEAD Floyd | Floyd | These body parts are slippery little devils! As you grab the head the Floyd | torso slips out of your grasp. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balcony Floyd | This little railed platform sticks out like a wart from the top of Floyd | Count Ruggino's house. What a view! Floyd | Floyd | You can see a withered leg here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "drop head" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > DROP HEAD Floyd | Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bedchamber Floyd | A chamber with a stifling atmosphere. The ceiling is a plaster dome, Floyd | still intact, though marbled with ghostly mold. The floor is invisible Floyd | beneath layered carpets and dust clots. The hall is west, and to the Floyd | east is a doorway to a tiny balcony. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the room is a four-poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. Hanging on the hook is an abstract Floyd | painting. Floyd | Floyd | Across from the bed is an armchair. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a torso here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take torso" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE TORSO Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balcony Floyd | This little railed platform sticks out like a wart from the top of Floyd | Count Ruggino's house. What a view! Floyd | Floyd | You can see a withered head and a withered leg here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "drop torso" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > DROP TORSO Floyd | Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bedchamber Floyd | A chamber with a stifling atmosphere. The ceiling is a plaster dome, Floyd | still intact, though marbled with ghostly mold. The floor is invisible Floyd | beneath layered carpets and dust clots. The hall is west, and to the Floyd | east is a doorway to a tiny balcony. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the room is a four-poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. Hanging on the hook is an abstract Floyd | painting. Floyd | Floyd | Across from the bed is an armchair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "get on bed" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > GET ON BED Floyd | Floyd | You get onto the four poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "There's an arm under the bed still." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "put pillow on bed" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > PUT PILLOW ON BED Floyd | Floyd | You haven't got that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a suitcase (open) Floyd | a travel pillow Floyd | a gold-plated automatic pistol Floyd | a brass key Floyd | a poniard Floyd | a sausage Floyd | The Return of the Worm Floyd | an herbal sachet Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing: Floyd | a shiny black raincoat Floyd | a silk shirt Floyd | a pair of slacks Floyd | a pair of wingtip shoes Floyd | Floyd | You recall: Floyd | a memory of a bottomless grave Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take pillow" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE PILLOW Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "put pillow on bed" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > PUT PILLOW ON BED Floyd | Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says (to DW), "out of sight, out of mind" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "get pill" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > GET PILL Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "eat pill" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > EAT PILL Floyd | Floyd | You dry swallow the pill. Floyd | Floyd | After a few moments your mind drains empty of anxiety. You feel still Floyd | and slow and cool, like an undisturbed pond. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "read book" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > READ BOOK Floyd | Floyd | You read a passage from The Return of the Worm in which the Floyd | debauched bank vice-president Cesare, having been bitten by a venomous Floyd | spider hidden inside a cash bag by the duplicitous teller Otto and Floyd | doomed to death within the day, dooms in turn his lover Astrid's Floyd | secret lover's second lover by tricking her into touching a Floyd | poison-coated safety deposit box key. Floyd | Floyd | Your eyelids have grown heavy, and you think you are ready to fall Floyd | asleep. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SLEEP Floyd | Floyd | But you're still wearing your pair of slacks! Floyd | Floyd | > | Busta says, "Having formerly been a bank teller, I would read this book so hard." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "undress" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > UNDRESS Floyd | Floyd | You take off the shiny black raincoat. Floyd | Floyd | You take off the pair of wingtip shoes. Floyd | Floyd | You take off the silk shirt. Floyd | Floyd | You take off the pair of slacks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SLEEP Floyd | Floyd | You're a little hungry. You'll need a snack before you can fall Floyd | asleep. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "eat sausage" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > EAT SAUSAGE Floyd | Floyd | That was spicy and delicious. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SLEEP Floyd | Floyd | You'll never be able to fall asleep while holding that pair of slacks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > DROP ALL Floyd | Floyd | suitcase: Dropped. Floyd | gold-plated automatic pistol: Dropped. Floyd | brass key: Dropped. Floyd | poniard: Dropped. Floyd | paperback book: Dropped. Floyd | herbal sachet: Dropped. Floyd | shiny black raincoat: Dropped. Floyd | silk shirt: Dropped. Floyd | pair of slacks: Dropped. Floyd | pair of wingtip shoes: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SLEEP Floyd | Floyd | Your eyes close. Your breathing slows. You start to drift off. Then Floyd | you roll over onto the poniard, which for some reason is in the bed Floyd | with you, and you come fully awake again. Floyd | Floyd | > | Fang says, "ugh" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE ALL Floyd | Floyd | pair of wingtip shoes: Taken. Floyd | pair of slacks: Taken. Floyd | silk shirt: Taken. Floyd | shiny black raincoat: Taken. Floyd | herbal sachet: Taken. Floyd | paperback book: Taken. Floyd | poniard: Taken. Floyd | brass key: Taken. Floyd | gold-plated automatic pistol: Taken. Floyd | suitcase: Taken. Floyd | travel pillow: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "get up" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > GET UP Floyd | Floyd | You get off the four poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Told you. Sleeping is the major puzzle." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "drop all" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > DROP ALL Floyd | Floyd | travel pillow: Dropped. Floyd | suitcase: Dropped. Floyd | gold-plated automatic pistol: Dropped. Floyd | brass key: Dropped. Floyd | poniard: Dropped. Floyd | paperback book: Dropped. Floyd | herbal sachet: Dropped. Floyd | shiny black raincoat: Dropped. Floyd | silk shirt: Dropped. Floyd | pair of slacks: Dropped. Floyd | pair of wingtip shoes: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take travel pillow" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE TRAVEL PILLOW Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "get in bed" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > GET IN BED Floyd | Floyd | You get onto the four poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "drop pillow" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > DROP PILLOW Floyd | Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > SLEEP Floyd | Floyd | A horripilation comes over you... You'll never be able to fall asleep Floyd | while that horrible withered withered arm is under the bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > OUT Floyd | Floyd | You get off the four poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Out of mind, eh?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Okay. Y'all were right." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take arm" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE ARM Floyd | Floyd | That's fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "look under bed" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER BED Floyd | Floyd | Under the bed you find a withered arm. You fish it out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take arm" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE ARM Floyd | Floyd | (the armchair) Floyd | That's fixed in place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balcony Floyd | This little railed platform sticks out like a wart from the top of Floyd | Count Ruggino's house. What a view! Floyd | Floyd | You can see a torso, a withered head, and a withered leg here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "drop arm" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony Floyd | Floyd | > DROP ARM Floyd | Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "'horripilation'??" | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bedchamber Floyd | A chamber with a stifling atmosphere. The ceiling is a plaster dome, Floyd | still intact, though marbled with ghostly mold. The floor is invisible Floyd | beneath layered carpets and dust clots. The hall is west, and to the Floyd | east is a doorway to a tiny balcony. Floyd | Floyd | In the center of the room is a four-poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | On the four poster bed is a travel pillow. Floyd | Floyd | There is a small hook on the wall. Hanging on the hook is an abstract Floyd | painting. Floyd | Floyd | Across from the bed is an armchair. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a pair of wingtip shoes, a pair of slacks, a silk Floyd | shirt, a shiny black raincoat, an herbal sachet, a paperback book, a Floyd | poniard, a brass key, a gold-plated automatic pistol, and a suitcase Floyd | (empty) here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "get on bed" | ||
Floyd ] Bedchamber Floyd | Floyd | > GET ON BED Floyd | Floyd | You get onto the four poster bed. Floyd | Floyd | On the four poster bed you can see a travel pillow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd ] Sunrise Floyd | Floyd | > SLEEP Floyd | Floyd | Your eyes close. Your breathing slows. Your cheek deadens against the Floyd | travel pillow. You drift off and experience a hectic dream... Floyd | Floyd | Count Ruggino is as good-looking as ever. Count Ruggino is Floyd | carrying a gold-plated pistol. Count Ruggino shoots himself with the Floyd | gold-plated pistol. Click. It must be out of bullets. Click. Count Floyd | Ruggino's arm falls off and rolls under the bed. Click. Count Ruggino Floyd | looks under the bed and fishes out his arm. Count Ruggino's leg falls Floyd | off. Count Ruggino picks up his leg and his head falls off. Click. Floyd | Count Ruggino sees a rat, a rat, a rat, and a rat here. Count Ruggino Floyd | picks up a rat and his head, and his nose falls off. Click. Click. Floyd | Count Ruggino eats a sausage and a sleeping pill. Count Ruggino picks Floyd | up a rat and a rat and drops a rat. Count Ruggino unlocks his head. Floyd | Count Ruggino opens his head, revealing a rat. Count Ruggino unlocks Floyd | his leg. Count Ruggino opens his leg, revealing a rat. Count Ruggino Floyd | picks up a rat, a rat, and a rat. Count Ruggino drops his head and it Floyd | rolls under the bed. Click. A rat picks up a rat and a rat and drops a Floyd | rat. A rat opens a rat, revealing a rat. A rat jumps up and down on Floyd | the spot, fruitlessly. A rat wouldn't like that. A rat wouldn't like Floyd | that. It is pitch black, and Count Ruggino can't see a thing! Floyd | Floyd | You awaken at sunrise to find the bedchamber filled with rosy light. Floyd | Floyd | Sunrise (on the bed) Floyd | You can't see much of anything due to the reddish light that floods Floyd | the room via a narrow doorway to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | Busta says, "I just looked it up. Horripilation is a glorious word I'll now be using all the time." | |
| maga says, "ha ha, I did not see this in my playthrough" | ||
| maga says, "that is kind of amazing" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "This is ..." | ||
| DavidW says, "wow. All the rats." | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "get up" | ||
Floyd ] Sunrise? Floyd | Floyd | > GET UP Floyd | Floyd | You get off the bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "take all" | ||
Floyd ] Sunrise? Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE ALL Floyd | Floyd | There are none at all available! Floyd | Floyd | > | JoshuaH says, "Wow. Just wow." | |
| Fang says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Sunrise? Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Sunrise? Floyd | You can't see much of anything due to the reddish light that floods Floyd | the room via a narrow doorway to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Sunrise? Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Red-lit Balcony Floyd | From the east shines an overpowering roseate light, though the sky is Floyd | still dark, and speckled with stars like freckles of pestilential Floyd | blood. Floyd | Floyd | A gleaming red form flies towards you through the air. Floyd | Floyd | That's not the sun. Floyd | Floyd | When the form comes closer you see that it is an angel dressed all in Floyd | red gauze. A plague angel! Its scarves flutter behind like stage Floyd | flames as it drifts closer. Floyd | Floyd | The angel hovers several yards past the railing of the balcony. Its Floyd | androgynous smile is hard, carved from rock candy. It reaches into a Floyd | red box tucked beneath its arm, and then casts its hand towards you, Floyd | like it is feeding grain to chickens. Red-black flakes fall on your Floyd | face, sink into your skin. So this is how the plague is spread. You Floyd | always thought it had something to do with bad night air or snakes. Floyd | Floyd | (At least it's not ghosts.) Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Please press SPACE to continue. | DavidW asks, "are we nekkid and blind?" | |
| Fang pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | Mid-morning.
Floyd |
Floyd | Lorenzo is laughing so hard he's about to throw up. "You should see
Floyd | your face!"
Floyd |
Floyd | "I don't have to see my face," you say. "I have my face."
Floyd |
Floyd | "I'm really sorry," says Camilla, and she seems almost sincere.
Floyd |
Floyd | "About what? The, the spiked pill you gave me? Or the, what was that
Floyd | thing, a store mannequin rigged up with a red spotlight and dangling
Floyd | on a zip line?"
Floyd |
Floyd | "The fake plague angel was totally Lorenzo's idea," says Camilla.
Floyd |
Floyd | "I made the papier-mâché corpse, too." Lorenzo shakes his
Floyd | head, wipes away tears of laughter.
Floyd |
Floyd | "My money," you say, holding out your hand.
Floyd |
Floyd | Lorenzo snorts. "You think I have that kind of cash? My dad keeps me
Floyd | on a strict allowance. I'm more broke than you."
Floyd |
Floyd | What a rotten day.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Please press SPACE to continue.
| DavidW says, "ha ha" | |
| DavidW says, "we wuz pwned" | ||
| Fang says, "I hope we keep the pistol" | ||
| Fang pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] E80 West Floyd | But a month later Lorenzo's dead, of the real Pestilence, and you are Floyd | driving his father's cherry-red Aceto west towards Avignon. Supposedly Floyd | Avignon is plague free, which leaves just a pesky anti-pope to put up Floyd | with. Viviana is sitting in the passenger seat, her hair blowing every Floyd | which way, a manuscript in her lap. Camilla is squeezed in between Floyd | you. And that you don't mind at all. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** FINIS *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT, UNDO the last Floyd | command, or read the author's NOTE? Floyd | > | Fang says, "yay" | |
| DavidW says, "happy end!" | ||
| Fang says, "fuck hair gel" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, man. This game." | ||
| Busta says, "I blame the antivaxxers for the Pestilence" | ||
| DavidW says, "note please, then I need a potty break." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "note" | ||
Floyd ] E80 West Floyd | Floyd | > NOTE Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In John Webster's play The White Devil, the poisoned Floyd | character Bracciano hallucinates on his deathbed. After seeing the Floyd | devil, who wears a blue bonnet, breeches, and a great cod-piece "stuck Floyd | full of pins with pearls o'th' head of them," he cries out: "Look you, Floyd | six gray rats that have lost their tails crawl up the pillow; send for Floyd | a rat-catcher." Of the many creepy, weird images in the play, the rats Floyd | on the pillow might be my favorite. The phrase, which also sounds a Floyd | little like the title of a giallo, struck me enough to borrow Floyd | here. If Rinaldo manages to fall asleep with the travel pillow on the Floyd | bed the connection to this story is made a little less tenuous. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT, UNDO the last Floyd | command, or read the author's NOTE? Floyd | > | Fang asks, "how do you fit three in the front of a car, anyway?" | |
| Sequitur says, "One assumes it's an American-style land yacht" | ||
| JoshuaH says, "Indeed. Dario Argento's 'Fou Flies on Grey Velvet'." | ||
| Sequitur says, "With one continuous front seat instead of two discrete ones" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Fang), "Many older cars had bench seats." | ||
| JoshuaH says, "'Four Flies'." | ||
| Fang asks, "where does the gear shift go?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Okay, so, this was actually somewhat quick." | ||
| Sequitur says, "Gear shift goes on the dash, next to the wheel" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Fang), "It's in the dash, or in the floor between the middle person's feet." | ||
| Busta says, "my dad's truck growing up had a bench seat. All 5 of us sometimes squished in." | ||
| Fang says, "huh" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "When I was a kid I was often seated in the middle because a kid's legs get in the way less." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "This is particularly the case in old pickup trucks." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I will also take a toilet break and see if we want to play one more." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "(Upon my return, that is.)" | ||
| Jacqueline exclaims, "I have returned!" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "(I have inquired with maga for another short one.)" | ||
| maga says, "a lot of 'em are around comp-length" | ||
| maga says, "Down, the Serpent and the Sun, or Endless Sands, or Sunburn are all relatively quick" | ||
| caleb says, "I'm running off to work. bye everyone" | Sequitur says, "Terminator Chaser was scoped to be about comp length but I think it ran over that for at least some people" | |
| caleb goes home. | DavidW says, "I'm back" | |
| DavidW says, "I couldn't get anywhere with Down/Serpent/Sun, and I haven't played Sunburn at all." | ||
| DavidW says, "Also haven't played Endless Sands yet." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "maga did say that he needed a hint to complete the game and that the puzzles were not straight-forward." | ||
| DavidW says, "I could not, for example, find any way to get the knife past the first room." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "I... already know about that." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "...and I haven't even played it." | ||
| DavidW asks, "maga was vocal, I take it?" | ||
| Jacqueline is uploading. | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "Well, he gave a hint that is kind of overt and yet probably necessary." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "But I'm mostly loading it because of what he said the game entails. He thinks I'll enjoy it." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, I almost said 'entrails' rather than 'entails,' and that's probably a spoiler." | ||
| DavidW says, "I tried throwing, dropping, eating, wearing the knife -- none worked." | ||
| DavidW says, "I did everything but sew it into a sheep and sprinkle mint leaves on it." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "That is because..." | ||
| DavidW says, "no sheep and no mint leaves" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, let's just play it." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "quit" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > QUIT Floyd | debugcheapnitfol quit with exit status: 0 | ||
| Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "load sleepmask downtheserpent" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The walls are smashed. Fires roar in the forest below and the Floyd | night fluctuates as an incendiary mirage, each star molten, the moon Floyd | dripping like fat from some roast animal spitted above a pit. Floyd | Floyd | The sun will never rise again. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Down, the Serpent and the Sun Floyd | An Anatomy by Chandler Groover Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 150214 / Inform 7 build 6L38 (I6/v6.33 lib Floyd | 6/12N) Floyd | Floyd | Atop the Pyramid Floyd | The feathered serpent coils before you, greater than any god or any Floyd | monster. Maimed warriors are crushed beneath its claws. The shrines Floyd | nearby have been reduced to rubble. Floyd | Floyd | Steps descend on every side into the city, and on every side flames Floyd | lap their blackened stones. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "okay" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put knife in warriors" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > PUT KNIFE IN WARRIORS Floyd | Floyd | That would not help you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put knife in priests" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > PUT KNIFE IN PRIESTS Floyd | Floyd | That would not help you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a blade Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Your flesh blisters from the heat. You must turn back. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Sequitur goes home. | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x forest" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > X FOREST Floyd | Floyd | The land is an inferno stretching into the horizon. Floyd | Floyd | Its quills quivering with metallic rattles, plumage outspread around Floyd | its head for an apocalyptic hood, the serpent rises to strike. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "stab serpent" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > STAB SERPENT Floyd | Floyd | Your blade splinters against your foe. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x moon" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > X MOON Floyd | Floyd | The night fluctuates as an incendiary mirage, each star molten, the Floyd | moon dripping like fat from some roast animal spitted above a pit. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "bye bye blade." | |
| Jacqueline says, "Yes" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I feel like this is a big hint and yet a necessary one." | ||
| DavidW asks, "what, the moon?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "No, what I know about the knife." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "And since you've spent so much time on it and I don't want us to: it is a red herring. You don't need it. It is okay that it is lost." | ||
| Jacqueline sits back and waits for DW to go into a rage. | ||
| DavidW says, "Well, we need something to cut with later, and there isn't anything else." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "There is something else." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I have no more hints." | ||
| DavidW says, "well, I guess I'll watch you find it." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh dear." | ||
| DavidW says, "I tried using my teeth to bite with." | ||
| DavidW says, "The game did not give me any confidence it wasn't buggy. The feedback was also low." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, I think that's why maga went asking for hints." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "But it's finishable." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x serpent" | ||
Floyd ] Maw Floyd | > Floyd | > X SERPENT Floyd | Floyd | Its body lithe with hieroglyphic scales, its talons gold, its whiskers Floyd | living flame, its feathers incandescent, there is nothing above the Floyd | sky or underneath the earth more terrible. The priests could not kill Floyd | it with spells and the warriors could not kill it with arms. Even now, Floyd | after the ultimate banquet, its appetite cannot be satisfied. Floyd | Floyd | With its jaws unhinged, the beast lunges, fangs snapping shut around Floyd | you as inevitably as a thunderclap follows a lightning strike. Floyd | Floyd | There is no pain. Floyd | Floyd | There is only darkness, more complete than an evening without stars. Floyd | Floyd | Maw Floyd | You can see nothing, but the air is fetid, hot. Warm dribblings Floyd | drizzle from above. The ground is spongy underneath your feet. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "That doesn't mean I can figure it out." | |
| Jacqueline nods. | ||
| DavidW says, "There could be something in the maw but it's too dark to see. Also, no obvious lightsource." | ||
| DavidW says, "Also, not obvious that it's too dark to see." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "feel ground" | ||
Floyd ] Maw Floyd | > Floyd | > FEEL GROUND Floyd | Floyd | It is too dark to see anything properly. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "It's vaguely too dark." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Gullet Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gullet Floyd | Enormous crimson globules leak along the walls, running in channels Floyd | between numberless gemstones embedded in the rubbery muscle. Floyd | Floyd | A glow radiates from somewhere deep below, its faint brilliance Floyd | ensnared in the faceted gems like fireflies imprisoned in amber. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ribcage Floyd | Vaulted with bones. No mortal architecture has ever been more Floyd | colossal. Mottled webbing between the ribs contracts as though some Floyd | vast organ were expanding and deflating on its opposite side, pressing Floyd | against the malleable tissue. Floyd | Floyd | Light streams from a cavity leading below. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Nothing to take here either." | |
| DavidW says, "er in Gullet" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, I think it's just scenery and setting." | ||
| DavidW says, "You can go west from Ribcage, though, iirc" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Lungs Floyd | Shot through with rainbow light. The breathing walls are panelled in Floyd | stained glass. Floyd | Floyd | You walk on air, weightless, dizzy. The atmosphere is supercharged Floyd | with oxygen. Playful colors dart around you like dolphins. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed through the tissue nearby leads back to the Floyd | ribcage. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Also, I can't read any of the writing on the tissue." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x glass" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > X GLASS Floyd | Floyd | The stained glass is patterned abstractly. Its panes are fused Floyd | together with hard cartilage. Light streams through the ceiling above. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "You can breathe in the lungs; interesting if not immediately useful." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "breathe" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > BREATHE Floyd | Floyd | Your mind opens as your own lungs flood with air as pure as innocence, Floyd | your bloodstream cleansed, your body awakened. Everything has meaning Floyd | now and hopelessness no longer has meaning. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, yay." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ribcage Floyd | Vaulted with bones. No mortal architecture has ever been more Floyd | colossal. Mottled webbing between the ribs contracts as though some Floyd | vast organ were expanding and deflating on its opposite side, pressing Floyd | against the malleable tissue. Floyd | Floyd | Light streams from a cavity leading below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | (first opening the tissue) Floyd | You will have to use force. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I couldn't break the glass" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "tear tissue" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > TEAR TISSUE Floyd | Floyd | That's not an action you need to perform. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | (first opening the tissue) Floyd | You will have to use force. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Lungs Floyd | Shot through with rainbow light. The breathing walls are panelled in Floyd | stained glass. Floyd | Floyd | You walk on air, weightless, dizzy. The atmosphere is supercharged Floyd | with oxygen. Playful colors dart around you like dolphins. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed through the tissue nearby leads back to the Floyd | ribcage. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "or the tissue." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "hit glass" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > HIT GLASS Floyd | Floyd | You have no suitable weapon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ribcage Floyd | Vaulted with bones. No mortal architecture has ever been more Floyd | colossal. Mottled webbing between the ribs contracts as though some Floyd | vast organ were expanding and deflating on its opposite side, pressing Floyd | against the malleable tissue. Floyd | Floyd | Light streams from a cavity leading below. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I don't really want to break it, fwiw." | |
| Jacqueline says, "I want to go see the light." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Stomach Floyd | Bubbles lazily develop and combust in a lake roiling with thick acidic Floyd | sludge. Its shoreline is littered with corpses and ambiguous organic Floyd | detritus. Your eyes sting and your brain throbs from the noxious odor. Floyd | Floyd | One skeleton, arm outstretched, fingers dug into the swampy ground, Floyd | seems nearly to have climbed free when the acid claimed its life. Floyd | Floyd | Emerging from the lake's corrosive mire, its broken orb half-sunken, Floyd | is the sun. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "But see the 'no suitable weapon' line?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
| DavidW says, "That suggested we need the blade or something like it." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "search skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > SEARCH SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | If you want to search something, you should examine it. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The skull of this skeleton sorta talks, but I couldn't find many topics." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > X SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | Its skull rotates to stare at you. It is not living, but neither is it Floyd | dead. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "talkt to skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > TALKT TO SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | That's not an action you need to perform. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "talk to skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > TALK TO SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps you should ASK the skeleton ABOUT something. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...my sorceries were useless against it... all Floyd | my studies wasted... my magic impotent... except to bind my soul to Floyd | this dead husk... although I did not plan to die when I first wove the Floyd | binding years ago..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about sun" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT SUN Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...I saw it swallow the sun... it rose and Floyd | closed its jaws over the sun... now the world is plunged in darkness Floyd | and the sun will never rise again..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about serpent" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT SERPENT Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...unkillable... perhaps unkillable... it came Floyd | from farther than the farthest horizon... from somewhere deeper than Floyd | the deepest trench... it has always existed... and it will never stop Floyd | eating..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about binding" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT BINDING Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...what I am now... what I experience... is not Floyd | living..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x sun" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > X SUN Floyd | Floyd | Its circle has collapsed. Little flames leap and dart across its Floyd | fractured shell. Now that the serpent has consumed the sun, it will Floyd | continue to degrade until its embers perish and its warmth has been Floyd | absorbed into the beast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about me" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT ME Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...even a warrior like you has... joined us Floyd | here in this... unwholesome pit... nobody can conquer the serpent..." Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I don't remember it talking this much." | |
| DavidW says, "Perhaps I have an older version of the game." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Hrm. Perhaps." | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "Do they do updates during this comp?" | ||
| DavidW says, "It says release 1. Perhaps I forgot what I asked." | ||
| DavidW says, "or I asked the *skull*, not the skeleton." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Ah. That could be." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Stomach Floyd | Bubbles lazily develop and combust in a lake roiling with thick acidic Floyd | sludge. Its shoreline is littered with corpses and ambiguous organic Floyd | detritus. Your eyes sting and your brain throbs from the noxious odor. Floyd | Floyd | One skeleton, arm outstretched, fingers dug into the swampy ground, Floyd | seems nearly to have climbed free when the acid claimed its life. Floyd | Floyd | Emerging from the lake's corrosive mire, its broken orb half-sunken, Floyd | is the sun. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "So we should ask the skeleton about more stuff." | |
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about lungs" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT LUNGS Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...even the sturdiest armor... has flaws..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about gullet" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT GULLET Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...jewels displayed for nobody... vestigal Floyd | artifacts from its ancient fabrication..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about lake" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT LAKE Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...the acid... eats what the serpent eats... Floyd | perhaps if you could cross it... with some bridge..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about bridge" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT BRIDGE Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...revenge... would be the sweetest thing... my Floyd | comrades... my arcane studies... might still possess some little Floyd | use... for you..." Floyd | Floyd | Its fingers twitch. The acid quagmire churns as bloated deformities Floyd | buoy to its surface, reanimated by some necromantic urge originating Floyd | from the skeleton. Its fingers clench into a fist; the floating Floyd | corpses crush into a mass, a bridge whose length spans the lake toward Floyd | the sun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about maw" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT MAW Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...teeth sharper than any weapon... do not Floyd | remind me..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x bridge" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > X BRIDGE Floyd | Floyd | Its bricks are bones; its mortar, gore. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "argh. You found the bridge." | |
| Jacqueline asks, "I did. Did you not?" | ||
| DavidW says, "we can go down into the sun now." | ||
| DavidW says, "I never got this far." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cross bridge" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > CROSS BRIDGE Floyd | Floyd | Sol Floyd | The sun has been shattered. You enter its hollow interior. Floyd | Floyd | The walls shimmer with scales smoldering orange. Fiery tongues rush Floyd | upward toward great vents smashed in the ceiling. Liquid gold has Floyd | pooled into puddles alight with flames whose tendrils beckon like Floyd | seductive hands. Floyd | Floyd | Through a fracture above, the bridge spans the surrounding acid, and a Floyd | fissure cracked into the floor opens toward a sphincter visible below. Floyd | Floyd | You are unbearably hot. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I thought I had to talk to the skull." | |
| Jacqueline asks, "Hrm. That should work, though. Shouldn't it?" | ||
| DavidW says, "yes, but it didn't." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "This is also Release 1, fwiw. So yeah, it must be the way the skeleton is coded." | ||
| DavidW says, "Go down again, I guess." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | More humid than any jungle and flourishing with intestinal flora. Acid Floyd | trickles from the sphincter overhead into a meandering rivulet. The Floyd | walls throb and grumble, occasionally opening their pores to pump bile Floyd | into the digesting morass. Floyd | Floyd | Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; Floyd | the ileocecal valve yawns below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Fang has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | Jacqueline says, "I can definitely see why maga thought I'd like this game." | |
| DavidW says, "Sunlight in the intestine. Yummy." | ||
| DavidW asks, "'ileocecal'?" | ||
| DavidW asks, "'mucosa'?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "'Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; the ileocecal valve yawns below' is exactly the sort of writing that makes me smile. Because I'm a weird anatomy geek like that." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bile" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > X BILE Floyd | Floyd | The bile has joined with other fluids to produce a loathsome stew, Floyd | clotted with decomposing bodies, foamed with brown and yellow froth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bodies" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > X BODIES Floyd | Floyd | Simmering in this concoction, you cannot even recognize whether the Floyd | bodies are human. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Large Intestine Floyd | Stalagmites ascend from the floor. Stalactites descend from above. Floyd | Fibrous bundles somewhat like cocoons are lumped together in masses, Floyd | slowly sliding downward toward a dank chasm fringed with palpitating Floyd | stalks. Floyd | Floyd | The atmosphere is rank and stygian. The walls bulge with sacs and Floyd | depressions. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search bodies" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > SEARCH BODIES Floyd | Floyd | That would not help you. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Sorry" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | More humid than any jungle and flourishing with intestinal flora. Acid Floyd | trickles from the sphincter overhead into a meandering rivulet. The Floyd | walls throb and grumble, occasionally opening their pores to pump bile Floyd | into the digesting morass. Floyd | Floyd | Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; Floyd | the ileocecal valve yawns below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "search bodies" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > SEARCH BODIES Floyd | Floyd | If you want to search something, you should examine it. Floyd | Floyd | > | JoshuaH says, "C'mon. I just ate." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Joshua), "So did the serpent." | ||
| DavidW says, "oh right, 'search' is disallowed in this game, sorta." | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "Anything else before heading down?" | ||
| JoshuaH says (to Jacqueline), "True, it's relative." | ||
| DavidW says, "I guess not." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Large Intestine Floyd | Stalagmites ascend from the floor. Stalactites descend from above. Floyd | Fibrous bundles somewhat like cocoons are lumped together in masses, Floyd | slowly sliding downward toward a dank chasm fringed with palpitating Floyd | stalks. Floyd | Floyd | The atmosphere is rank and stygian. The walls bulge with sacs and Floyd | depressions. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bundles" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > X BUNDLES Floyd | Floyd | When you examine the bundles, you discover undigested bones enmeshed Floyd | in a syrupy lacing. One projecting femur seems especially slathered in Floyd | the substance. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Yes. Yes, I love this game." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take femur" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > TAKE FEMUR Floyd | Floyd | You wrench the femur loose. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "It has its coding shortfalls and red herrings, but I love it anyway." | |
| DavidW says, "FINALLY. A tool." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x femur" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > X FEMUR Floyd | Floyd | Covered in a syrupy lacing. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "This game has a TOOL." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "lick femur" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > LICK FEMUR Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps not. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "hee" | |
| DavidW says, "oh, I think all the senses are active. Taste, smell, touch, listen." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > LISTEN Floyd | Floyd | From somewhere beyond the intestinal lining, a continuous note like a Floyd | struck tuning fork resonates. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Cloaca Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Cloaca Floyd | You can see nothing, but the air is fetid, hot. Warm sludge seeps from Floyd | above. The ground is muck beneath your feet. Floyd | Floyd | A draught wafts from below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Atop the Pyramid Floyd | You slide outside into the night, dripping with putrefaction. Floyd | Floyd | The feathered serpent coils before you, greater than any god or any Floyd | monster. Maimed warriors are crushed beneath its claws. The shrines Floyd | nearby have been reduced to rubble. Floyd | Floyd | Steps descend on every side into the city, and on every side flames Floyd | lap their blackened stones. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "ooh. Yay?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "We were pooed out, I think." | ||
| DavidW says, "oh dear. I think you wanted to go up with femur, not out the serpent." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, probably." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Cloaca Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Cloaca Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Large Intestine Floyd | Stalagmites ascend from the floor. Stalactites descend from above. Floyd | Fibrous bundles somewhat like cocoons are lumped together in masses, Floyd | slowly sliding downward toward a dank chasm fringed with palpitating Floyd | stalks. Floyd | Floyd | The atmosphere is rank and stygian. The walls bulge with sacs and Floyd | depressions. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I didn't want to leave the serpent." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | More humid than any jungle and flourishing with intestinal flora. Acid Floyd | trickles from the sphincter overhead into a meandering rivulet. The Floyd | walls throb and grumble, occasionally opening their pores to pump bile Floyd | into the digesting morass. Floyd | Floyd | Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; Floyd | the ileocecal valve yawns below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sol Floyd | The sun has been shattered. You enter its hollow interior. Floyd | Floyd | The walls shimmer with scales smoldering orange. Fiery tongues rush Floyd | upward toward great vents smashed in the ceiling. Liquid gold has Floyd | pooled into puddles alight with flames whose tendrils beckon like Floyd | seductive hands. Floyd | Floyd | Through a fracture above, the bridge spans the surrounding acid, and a Floyd | fissure cracked into the floor opens toward a sphincter visible below. Floyd | Floyd | You are unbearably hot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Stomach Floyd | Bubbles lazily develop and combust in a lake roiling with thick acidic Floyd | sludge. Its shoreline is littered with corpses and ambiguous organic Floyd | detritus. Your eyes sting and your brain throbs from the noxious odor. Floyd | Floyd | One skeleton, arm outstretched, fingers clenched into a fist, seems Floyd | nearly to have climbed free when the acid claimed its life. Floyd | Floyd | Emerging from the lake's corrosive mire, its broken orb half-sunken, Floyd | is the sun. A bridge molded from crushed bodies leads toward it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ribcage Floyd | Vaulted with bones. No mortal architecture has ever been more Floyd | colossal. Mottled webbing between the ribs contracts as though some Floyd | vast organ were expanding and deflating on its opposite side, pressing Floyd | against the malleable tissue. Floyd | Floyd | Light streams from a cavity leading below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Lungs Floyd | Shot through with rainbow light. The breathing walls are panelled in Floyd | stained glass. Floyd | Floyd | You walk on air, weightless, dizzy. The atmosphere is supercharged Floyd | with oxygen. Playful colors dart around you like dolphins. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed through the tissue nearby leads back to the Floyd | ribcage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "break glass" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > BREAK GLASS Floyd | Floyd | You have no suitable weapon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "break glass with femur" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > BREAK GLASS WITH FEMUR Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to break the glass. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, so much for the obvious thing." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open glass with femur" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > OPEN GLASS WITH FEMUR Floyd | Floyd | That doesn't seem to fit the lock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ribcage Floyd | Vaulted with bones. No mortal architecture has ever been more Floyd | colossal. Mottled webbing between the ribs contracts as though some Floyd | vast organ were expanding and deflating on its opposite side, pressing Floyd | against the malleable tissue. Floyd | Floyd | Light streams from a cavity leading below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | (first opening the tissue) Floyd | You will have to use force. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Have we seen anything else we can take?" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit tissue with femur" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > HIT TISSUE WITH FEMUR Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to hit the tissue. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "there were other bundles, perhaps." | |
| Jacqueline asks, "Oh, those cocoon things?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, I don't think we searched those." | ||
| DavidW says, "maybe the skeleton can magic the femur if we show/ask him about it." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh, sure." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "That's on our way." | ||
| DavidW says, "The cocoons are where I got the femur from." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Right, but you didn't search them, did you>" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "er. ?" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit tissue" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > HIT TISSUE Floyd | Floyd | You have no suitable weapon. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "'search' doesn't work in this game" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "verbs" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > VERBS Floyd | Floyd | That's not an action you need to perform. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "about" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > ABOUT Floyd | Floyd | Down, the Serpent and the Sun was written and programmed in Floyd | mostly one week for ParserComp 2015. It is very loosely Floyd | inspired by Mesoamerican mythology and based on the competition's Floyd | "sunrise" theme. It's the first parser game I've made. You can reach Floyd | me through cmgroover.tumblr.com Floyd | Floyd | The cover image was modified from the photograph "Double Headed Floyd | Serpent" by Neil Henderson, available for free use under the Creative Floyd | Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic license. Source: Wikimedia Commons. Floyd | Floyd | Thanks to Caleb Wilson and Steph Cherrywell for beta-testing the game. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "commands" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > COMMANDS Floyd | Floyd | That's not an action you need to perform. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "There was something that says what the minimal verbs list is, but I guess I don't remember the command." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "help" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > HELP Floyd | Floyd | The only actions necessary to complete this game are GO DOWN, GO UP, Floyd | ENTER, TAKE, ATTACK, LIGHT, PUT something IN something, and ASK Floyd | someone ABOUT something. You can also EXAMINE, LISTEN, SMELL, TOUCH, Floyd | TASTE. Some other verbs will work too. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ah that." | |
| Jacqueline says, "Huh. First parser game ever, and only made in a week. Pretty damn good considering." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Huh. GO WEST is not mentioned." | ||
| DavidW says, "I know." | ||
| DavidW says, "There could be side exits we missed because they're not mentioned." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah. We should check that along the way." | ||
| DavidW asks, "Talk to skeleton again next?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, get him to magic your femur, maybe." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Stomach Floyd | Bubbles lazily develop and combust in a lake roiling with thick acidic Floyd | sludge. Its shoreline is littered with corpses and ambiguous organic Floyd | detritus. Your eyes sting and your brain throbs from the noxious odor. Floyd | Floyd | One skeleton, arm outstretched, fingers clenched into a fist, seems Floyd | nearly to have climbed free when the acid claimed its life. Floyd | Floyd | Emerging from the lake's corrosive mire, its broken orb half-sunken, Floyd | is the sun. A bridge molded from crushed bodies leads toward it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about femur" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT FEMUR Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...it might serve... for a torch... if it were Floyd | lit..." Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "huh. Wasn't expecting that. Light it in the sun, then. Go up to the dark maw?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "light femur with sun" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > LIGHT FEMUR WITH SUN Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to light the femur. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "touch sun with femur" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > TOUCH SUN WITH FEMUR Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to touch the sun. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We'll have to go down one." | |
| Jacqueline says, "Oh right" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah" | ||
| DavidW says, "go ahead" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sol Floyd | The sun has been shattered. You enter its hollow interior. Floyd | Floyd | The walls shimmer with scales smoldering orange. Fiery tongues rush Floyd | upward toward great vents smashed in the ceiling. Liquid gold has Floyd | pooled into puddles alight with flames whose tendrils beckon like Floyd | seductive hands. Floyd | Floyd | Through a fracture above, the bridge spans the surrounding acid, and a Floyd | fissure cracked into the floor opens toward a sphincter visible below. Floyd | Floyd | You are unbearably hot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "light femur with sun" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > LIGHT FEMUR WITH SUN Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to light the femur. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "light femur" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > LIGHT FEMUR Floyd | Floyd | Flames caress it until its laced coating blazes. Floyd | Floyd | You are sweating profusely, throat parched. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Stomach Floyd | Bubbles lazily develop and combust in a lake roiling with thick acidic Floyd | sludge. Its shoreline is littered with corpses and ambiguous organic Floyd | detritus. Your eyes sting and your brain throbs from the noxious odor. Floyd | Floyd | One skeleton, arm outstretched, fingers clenched into a fist, seems Floyd | nearly to have climbed free when the acid claimed its life. Floyd | Floyd | Emerging from the lake's corrosive mire, its broken orb half-sunken, Floyd | is the sun. A bridge molded from crushed bodies leads toward it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "y" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > Y Floyd | Floyd | That was a rhetorical question. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ribcage Floyd | Vaulted with bones. No mortal architecture has ever been more Floyd | colossal. Mottled webbing between the ribs contracts as though some Floyd | vast organ were expanding and deflating on its opposite side, pressing Floyd | against the malleable tissue. Floyd | Floyd | Light streams from a cavity leading below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Gullet Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gullet Floyd | Enormous crimson globules leak along the walls, running in channels Floyd | between numberless gemstones embedded in the rubbery muscle. Floyd | Floyd | A glow radiates from somewhere deep below, its faint brilliance Floyd | ensnared in the faceted gems like fireflies imprisoned in amber. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Maw Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Maw Floyd | A gargantuan mouth crammed with fangs sharper than swords. The air is Floyd | fetid, hot. Warm dribblings drizzle from above. Beneath your feet is a Floyd | tremendous tongue. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Fangs sharper than swords, did you say?" | |
| DavidW says, "We never saw the tongue before." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take fang" | ||
Floyd ] Maw Floyd | > Floyd | > TAKE FANG Floyd | Floyd | You pry the tooth loose from its diseased gumline. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I... wasn't expecting that to be easy." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x teeth" | ||
Floyd ] Maw Floyd | > Floyd | > X TEETH Floyd | Floyd | Jammed together into a carnivorous vertical jigsaw, festering with Floyd | mold, yellow with plaque. A bloody socket gapes in the gumline. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Delightful." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tongue" | ||
Floyd ] Maw Floyd | > Floyd | > X TONGUE Floyd | Floyd | With every step, its squishing surface yields, saliva pooling around Floyd | your ankles. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "So, should we cut a passage east across from the lungs?" | |
| DavidW says, "Serpents rarely believe in good dental care." | ||
| DavidW says, "I think so." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Gullet Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gullet Floyd | Enormous crimson globules leak along the walls, running in channels Floyd | between numberless gemstones embedded in the rubbery muscle. Floyd | Floyd | A glow radiates from somewhere deep below, its faint brilliance Floyd | ensnared in the faceted gems like fireflies imprisoned in amber. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ribcage Floyd | Vaulted with bones. No mortal architecture has ever been more Floyd | colossal. Mottled webbing between the ribs contracts as though some Floyd | vast organ were expanding and deflating on its opposite side, pressing Floyd | against the malleable tissue. Floyd | Floyd | Light streams from a cavity leading below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | (first opening the tissue) Floyd | You will have to use force. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cut tissue" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > CUT TISSUE Floyd | Floyd | You slash through the tissue with the tooth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Lungs Floyd | Shot through with rainbow light. The breathing walls are panelled in Floyd | stained glass. Floyd | Floyd | You walk on air, weightless, dizzy. The atmosphere is supercharged Floyd | with oxygen. Playful colors dart around you like dolphins. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed through the tissue nearby leads back to the Floyd | ribcage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x glass" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > X GLASS Floyd | Floyd | The stained glass is patterned abstractly. Its panes are fused Floyd | together with hard cartilage. Light streams through the ceiling above. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Seems no different than the other side." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "hit glass with tooth" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > HIT GLASS WITH TOOTH Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to hit the glass. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Break the glass in both lungs?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "hit glass" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > HIT GLASS Floyd | Floyd | You smash through the glass panels overhead with the tooth. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oho" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Heart Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Heart Floyd | You crawl through the smashed glass into an organ valved and veined. Floyd | Its chambers are empty. Its tissues are shriveled with age. Dead Floyd | leaves drift and rustle across the gory floor. Floyd | Floyd | At its center is an altar. Floyd | Floyd | On the altar beats a human heart enchained. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, that's unexpected. I say, as if anything here is expected." | |
| DavidW says, "goodness" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x altar" | ||
Floyd ] Heart Floyd | > Floyd | > X ALTAR Floyd | Floyd | A soapstone grotesquerie sculpted with obscene tableaux wherein Floyd | animals and humans, death and birth, are represented with deformed Floyd | organs and visages ambiguously ecstatic or terror-stricken. The altar Floyd | is soaked with spilled blood. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "and why am I lagging?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x heart" | ||
Floyd ] Heart Floyd | > Floyd | > X HEART Floyd | Floyd | Neither larger nor smaller than the heart beating in your own chest. Floyd | Iron chains fastened with iron stakes anchor it to the altar, where it Floyd | disgorges blood with each laborious contraction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "save" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: | DavidW says, "break the chains, I think." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "heart" | ||
Floyd ] Heart
Floyd | > SAVEOk.
Floyd |
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| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "stab heart" | ||
Floyd ] Heart Floyd | > Floyd | > STAB HEART Floyd | Floyd | You plunge the tooth into the heart. Floyd | Floyd | A bloody spout erupts. Floyd | Floyd | The chains clench but the heart expands and bursts, a crimson geyser Floyd | rising. Its chunderous outpouring is unstoppable. Carnage splatters Floyd | the ceiling, crashes against the walls, the heart spasming as more Floyd | blood gushes from its core. Floyd | Floyd | A shock travels through the anatomy, organs convulsive. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh, no, no stabbing the heart." | |
| Jacqueline asks, "Sorry, I saw your comment as I hit return, but I think this is the right track. Seems like it, doesn't it?" | ||
| DavidW says, "That heart probably belongs to someone." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Sorry, I'm just carrying this big pointy fang and I wanted to stab stuff with it." | ||
| DavidW says, "I think it's a track, not the 'right' one." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "We could undo." | ||
| DavidW says, "no, see where this goes." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, I did save first, so let's... yeah" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "So, what now? Go poop?" | ||
| DavidW says, "yeah, run for it." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Lungs Floyd | Gore pours through the shattered ceiling. The stained glass is awash Floyd | with blood as the lungs brim with its rising tide. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed through the tissue nearby leads into the ribcage. Floyd | Floyd | The beast rumbles. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ribcage Floyd | Vaulted with bones. No mortal architecture has ever been more Floyd | colossal. An alien language carved into the ribs glimmers with indigo Floyd | phosphorescence. Floyd | Floyd | Light streams from a cavity leading below. Floyd | Floyd | The walls contract spasmodically. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Stomach Floyd | Your eyes sting and your brain throbs. The acidic lake has begun to Floyd | boil, scorching the skin surrounding it, blood streaming from the Floyd | ceiling into its corrosive stew. Floyd | Floyd | Emerging from the mire, its broken orb half-sunken, is the sun. A Floyd | bridge molded from crushed bodies leads toward it. Floyd | Floyd | A shock travels through the anatomy, organs convulsive. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sol Floyd | The sun has been shattered. You enter its hollow interior. Floyd | Floyd | The walls shimmer with scales smoldering orange. Fiery tongues rush Floyd | upward toward great vents smashed in the ceiling. Liquid gold has Floyd | pooled into puddles alight with flames whose tendrils beckon like Floyd | seductive hands. Floyd | Floyd | Through a fracture above, the bridge spans the surrounding acid, and a Floyd | fissure cracked into the floor opens toward a sphincter visible below. Floyd | Floyd | The beast rumbles. Floyd | Floyd | You are unbearably hot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | The intestinal flora shriek and thrash along the walls, struggling to Floyd | remain above the rising swamp. You must paddle and dive; there is no Floyd | solid footing; you feel an undertow dragging you down into the Floyd | sanguine depths. Floyd | Floyd | The walls contract spasmodically. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Large Intestine Floyd | Bundles bob, bumping the ceiling, as more blood continues pouring from Floyd | each pore. The light is almost gone. You swallow mouthfuls and sputter Floyd | with panic, but there is nowhere to dive save deeper down. Floyd | Floyd | A shock travels through the anatomy, organs convulsive. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Cloaca Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Cloaca Floyd | You are immersed in darkness and in blood. Floyd | Floyd | You hold your breath. Floyd | Floyd | The beast rumbles. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Atop the Pyramid Floyd | You slide into the night, newborn in blood. It is all you can smell, Floyd | all you can feel, all you can taste. The pyramid is slippery with gore Floyd | as you scramble to distance yourself from the feathered serpent. Floyd | Floyd | It has risen to an impossible height. Floyd | Floyd | The star-strewn sky is its deathbed. Floyd | Floyd | Bloody teardrops well out from its eyes, striking the pyramid below Floyd | like cannonballs. Its whiskers are drenched crimson, its plumage Floyd | saturated, its talons raking canyons through its belly as it claws to Floyd | fight its traitorous body. Floyd | Floyd | Its scales dissolve. Its skin dissolves. The serpent is a slashed Floyd | artery running through the universe, and from its broken vessel blood Floyd | explodes in a diluvian cascade. The fires in the forest hiss and die Floyd | in the deluge; the landscape streams and steams with its slaughter; Floyd | and scarlet raindrops drizzle from above. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Now put the sun back." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > X ME Floyd | Floyd | You are too exhausted to move. Floyd | Floyd | The night is still, the serpent dead, the city soaked with sacrificial Floyd | blood. Floyd | Floyd | You can see, shimmering in the downpour, a small flame amongst the Floyd | wreckage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take sun" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > TAKE SUN Floyd | Floyd | You lift this last sunshard and cradle it between your hands. Floyd | Floyd | It is all that remains from the devoured sun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "put sun in sky" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > PUT SUN IN SKY Floyd | Floyd | (first taking the small flame) Floyd | You lift this last sunshard and cradle it between your hands. Floyd | Floyd | The flame gutters, and fizzles, and fades. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "ack" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | You close your eyes and let the blood wash over you. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** All things must end in time. *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT, or UNDO the Floyd | last command? Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I was worried about that." | |
| Jacqueline asks, "So, break the chains instead, or put the sun in the sky more quickly, or something else?" | ||
| DavidW says, "I'm not sure how to save the sun." | ||
| DavidW says, "But yeah, try breaking the chains instead and taking the heart intact." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > RESTORE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to read: | DavidW says, "Perhaps put the heart into the skeleton." | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "heart" | ||
Floyd ] Heart
Floyd | Ok.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| Jacqueline says, "oho yeah" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "hit chains" | ||
Floyd ] Heart Floyd | > Floyd | > HIT CHAINS Floyd | Floyd | Not even the serpent's tooth could break these fastenings. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x chains" | ||
Floyd ] Heart Floyd | > Floyd | > X CHAINS Floyd | Floyd | Crusted with blood. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd ] Heart Floyd | > Floyd | > LISTEN Floyd | Floyd | It throbs, and throbs, and throbs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "unlock chains" | ||
Floyd ] Heart Floyd | > Floyd | > UNLOCK CHAINS Floyd | Floyd | What do you want to unlock the iron chains with? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "tooth" | ||
Floyd ] Heart Floyd | > Floyd | > TOOTH Floyd | Floyd | That doesn't seem to be something you can unlock. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm." | |
| Jacqueline says, "We also spoke of their being other side branches." | ||
| DavidW asks, "Ask the skeleton about the heart?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Maybe there's another way to kill it that doesn't involve so much blood." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "Yeah, talk to the skeleton." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Lungs Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Lungs Floyd | Shot through with rainbow light. The breathing walls are panelled in Floyd | stained glass. Floyd | Floyd | You walk on air, weightless, dizzy. The atmosphere is supercharged Floyd | with oxygen. Playful colors dart around you like dolphins. Floyd | Floyd | A hole has been smashed in the ceiling above, and an opening slashed Floyd | through the tissue nearby leads back to the ribcage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Ribcage Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ribcage Floyd | Vaulted with bones. No mortal architecture has ever been more Floyd | colossal. Mottled webbing between the ribs contracts as though some Floyd | vast organ were expanding and deflating on its opposite side, pressing Floyd | against the malleable tissue. Floyd | Floyd | An opening has been slashed into the webbing. Floyd | Floyd | Light streams from a cavity leading below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Stomach Floyd | Bubbles lazily develop and combust in a lake roiling with thick acidic Floyd | sludge. Its shoreline is littered with corpses and ambiguous organic Floyd | detritus. Your eyes sting and your brain throbs from the noxious odor. Floyd | Floyd | One skeleton, arm outstretched, fingers clenched into a fist, seems Floyd | nearly to have climbed free when the acid claimed its life. Floyd | Floyd | Emerging from the lake's corrosive mire, its broken orb half-sunken, Floyd | is the sun. A bridge molded from crushed bodies leads toward it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about heart" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT HEART Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...its heart... yes... its heart... if its Floyd | heart were destroyed... it is impossible... and yet it might not be Floyd | impossible..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about altar" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT ALTAR Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton mumbles, "...an unholy pedestal... a holy pedestal..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask skeleton about chains" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > ASK SKELETON ABOUT CHAINS Floyd | Floyd | The skeleton groans but has no reply. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm." | |
| DavidW says, "Perhaps we are supposed to stab the heart." | ||
| DavidW says, "This game just seems full of mixed signals for me." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sol Floyd | The sun has been shattered. You enter its hollow interior. Floyd | Floyd | The walls shimmer with scales smoldering orange. Fiery tongues rush Floyd | upward toward great vents smashed in the ceiling. Liquid gold has Floyd | pooled into puddles alight with flames whose tendrils beckon like Floyd | seductive hands. Floyd | Floyd | Through a fracture above, the bridge spans the surrounding acid, and a Floyd | fissure cracked into the floor opens toward a sphincter visible below. Floyd | Floyd | You are unbearably hot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | There is no passage through that anatomy. Floyd | Floyd | You are sweating profusely, throat parched. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | There is no passage through that anatomy. Floyd | Floyd | Your skin is blistering. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | There is no passage through that anatomy. Floyd | Floyd | Red droplets well out from each pore as your crisping flesh contracts. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | There is no passage through that anatomy. Floyd | Floyd | Your blood is boiling, your flesh roasted, smoke pouring from your Floyd | nostrils and your mouth as you collapse. First one and then another Floyd | spark ignites on your body, combusting as your brittle skin blazes, Floyd | your fingers melting candles crowned with undulating flames. Floyd | Floyd | You can smell and taste nothing but charring meat; you can hear Floyd | nothing but your own screams; you can feel and see nothing but fire; Floyd | and then you know nothing at all. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** The sun will never rise again. *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT, or UNDO the Floyd | last command? Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Sol Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | More humid than any jungle and flourishing with intestinal flora. Acid Floyd | trickles from the sphincter overhead into a meandering rivulet. The Floyd | walls throb and grumble, occasionally opening their pores to pump bile Floyd | into the digesting morass. Floyd | Floyd | Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; Floyd | the ileocecal valve yawns below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | There is no passage through that anatomy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | (first opening the mucosa) Floyd | You will have to use force. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit mucosa" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > HIT MUCOSA Floyd | Floyd | You slash through the mucosa with the tooth. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Maybe there's acid to melt the chains?" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Testes Floyd | You step into a cavity enamelled in soft pearl. Twin basins, gilded Floyd | silver and fashioned from alabaster, are teeming with monstrous Floyd | gametes. Platinum tongs are cradled in a stand nearby. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed into the membrane behind you leads back to the Floyd | small intestine. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "ha ha, I never found the testes" | |
| DavidW says, "okay, weird." | ||
| maga says, "should have done more chopping around, evidently" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "Platinum... tongs?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take tongs" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > TAKE TONGS Floyd | Floyd | You remove the tongs from their stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tongs" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > X TONGS Floyd | Floyd | An arm's length, elegantly wrought from platinum. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x gametes" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > X GAMETES Floyd | Floyd | Like tadpoles as large as children, squirming and thrashing and Floyd | outfitted with gnashing razor teeth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take gamete" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > TAKE GAMETE Floyd | Floyd | You lift a spermatozoon from the basin with the tongs. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "YAY" | |
| Jacqueline asks, "So, um, I have a spermatozoon. Now what?" | ||
| DavidW asks, "And where will you take that?" | ||
| DavidW asks, "The altar?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, I don't recall spermatozoons, exactly. Perhaps it's a snake thing. Except I took herpetology. So maybe it's just my memory." | ||
| maga says, "a well-prepared homemaker always has a pair of spermatazoon tongs on-hand for parties. The right tool for the right job, and all that" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Or maybe it's just a development stage I've forgotten." | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "ANYWAY. what do we do with it?" | ||
| DavidW says, "I say put it on the altar" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh. I guess it's just the singular of spermatozoa." | ||
| Jacqueline asks (of DW), "Okay. Do you want to carry this large, wriggling spermatozoon up there, or shall I?" | ||
| DavidW says, "lemme" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | More humid than any jungle and flourishing with intestinal flora. Acid Floyd | trickles from the sphincter overhead into a meandering rivulet. The Floyd | walls throb and grumble, occasionally opening their pores to pump bile Floyd | into the digesting morass. Floyd | Floyd | An opening has been slashed into the nearby membrane. Floyd | Floyd | Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; Floyd | the ileocecal valve yawns below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a spermatozoon Floyd | the tongs Floyd | a tooth Floyd | a femur (providing light) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sol Floyd | The sun has been shattered. You enter its hollow interior. Floyd | Floyd | The walls shimmer with scales smoldering orange. Fiery tongues rush Floyd | upward toward great vents smashed in the ceiling. Liquid gold has Floyd | pooled into puddles alight with flames whose tendrils beckon like Floyd | seductive hands. Floyd | Floyd | Through a fracture above, the bridge spans the surrounding acid, and a Floyd | fissure cracked into the floor opens toward a sphincter visible below. Floyd | Floyd | You are unbearably hot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Stomach Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Stomach Floyd | Bubbles lazily develop and combust in a lake roiling with thick acidic Floyd | sludge. Its shoreline is littered with corpses and ambiguous organic Floyd | detritus. Your eyes sting and your brain throbs from the noxious odor. Floyd | Floyd | One skeleton, arm outstretched, fingers clenched into a fist, seems Floyd | nearly to have climbed free when the acid claimed its life. Floyd | Floyd | Emerging from the lake's corrosive mire, its broken orb half-sunken, Floyd | is the sun. A bridge molded from crushed bodies leads toward it. Floyd | Floyd | The spermatozoon wriggles free from the tongs, hissing as it jerks and Floyd | slithers away into some hidden recess. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oops" | |
| DavidW says, "Spermatazoa are slippery devils." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Sol Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Sol Floyd | The sun has been shattered. You enter its hollow interior. Floyd | Floyd | The walls shimmer with scales smoldering orange. Fiery tongues rush Floyd | upward toward great vents smashed in the ceiling. Liquid gold has Floyd | pooled into puddles alight with flames whose tendrils beckon like Floyd | seductive hands. Floyd | Floyd | Through a fracture above, the bridge spans the surrounding acid, and a Floyd | fissure cracked into the floor opens toward a sphincter visible below. Floyd | Floyd | You are unbearably hot. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "as I'm sure you learned in your sex ed class, spermatozoa cannot survive the acidic environment of the stomach" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | More humid than any jungle and flourishing with intestinal flora. Acid Floyd | trickles from the sphincter overhead into a meandering rivulet. The Floyd | walls throb and grumble, occasionally opening their pores to pump bile Floyd | into the digesting morass. Floyd | Floyd | An opening has been slashed into the nearby membrane. Floyd | Floyd | Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; Floyd | the ileocecal valve yawns below. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Hrm, yeah." | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | There is no passage through that anatomy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | There is no passage through that anatomy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Testes Floyd | You step into a cavity enamelled in soft pearl. Twin basins, gilded Floyd | silver and fashioned from alabaster, are teeming with monstrous Floyd | gametes. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed into the membrane behind you leads back to the Floyd | small intestine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x basins" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > X BASINS Floyd | Floyd | The basins are shaped to resemble great clamshells. They are brimming Floyd | with sparkling water. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take sperm" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > TAKE SPERM Floyd | Floyd | You lift a spermatozoon from the basin with the tongs. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Keep looking for other unknown passages?" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | More humid than any jungle and flourishing with intestinal flora. Acid Floyd | trickles from the sphincter overhead into a meandering rivulet. The Floyd | walls throb and grumble, occasionally opening their pores to pump bile Floyd | into the digesting morass. Floyd | Floyd | An opening has been slashed into the nearby membrane. Floyd | Floyd | Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; Floyd | the ileocecal valve yawns below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put sperm in bile" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > PUT SPERM IN BILE Floyd | Floyd | You had better keep that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Large Intestine Floyd | Stalagmites ascend from the floor. Stalactites descend from above. Floyd | Fibrous bundles somewhat like cocoons are lumped together in masses, Floyd | slowly sliding downward toward a dank chasm fringed with palpitating Floyd | stalks. Floyd | Floyd | The atmosphere is rank and stygian. The walls bulge with sacs and Floyd | depressions. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline chuckles. | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | (first opening the sacs) Floyd | You will have to use force. Floyd | Floyd | The spermatozoon wriggles free from the tongs, hissing as it jerks and Floyd | slithers away into some hidden recess. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cut sacs" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > CUT SACS Floyd | Floyd | You slash through the intestinal lining with the tooth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Ovaries Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ovaries Floyd | The walls are bubbled with pearlescent pods, warm milk trickling Floyd | between them to collect in a reflecting pool. Above this pool, Floyd | suspended from the ceiling by silk threads numbering in the billions, Floyd | hangs an ovum. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed into the lining behind you leads back to the large Floyd | intestine. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline exclaims, "!" | |
| DavidW says, "oh. here's where." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I am not sure how this helps us, but perhaps this is where they go, yeah." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Wait, what? You have an apocalyptic serpant you need to get rid of? I know, MAKE MORE OF THEM." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pool" | ||
Floyd ] Ovaries Floyd | > Floyd | > X POOL Floyd | Floyd | Its white still surface is a perfect mirror. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in pool" | ||
Floyd ] Ovaries Floyd | > Floyd | > LOOK IN POOL Floyd | Floyd | If you want to search something, you should examine it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch pool" | ||
Floyd ] Ovaries Floyd | > Floyd | > TOUCH POOL Floyd | Floyd | It sticks to your fingers like sap. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "light pool" | ||
Floyd ] Ovaries Floyd | > Floyd | > LIGHT POOL Floyd | Floyd | That would not burn. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Large Intestine Floyd | Stalagmites ascend from the floor. Stalactites descend from above. Floyd | Fibrous bundles somewhat like cocoons are lumped together in masses, Floyd | slowly sliding downward toward a dank chasm fringed with palpitating Floyd | stalks. Floyd | Floyd | An opening has been slashed into the intestinal lining. Floyd | Floyd | The atmosphere is rank and stygian. The walls bulge with sacs and Floyd | depressions. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | More humid than any jungle and flourishing with intestinal flora. Acid Floyd | trickles from the sphincter overhead into a meandering rivulet. The Floyd | walls throb and grumble, occasionally opening their pores to pump bile Floyd | into the digesting morass. Floyd | Floyd | An opening has been slashed into the nearby membrane. Floyd | Floyd | Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; Floyd | the ileocecal valve yawns below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Testes Floyd | You step into a cavity enamelled in soft pearl. Twin basins, gilded Floyd | silver and fashioned from alabaster, are teeming with monstrous Floyd | gametes. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed into the membrane behind you leads back to the Floyd | small intestine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take sperm" | ||
Floyd ] Testes Floyd | > Floyd | > TAKE SPERM Floyd | Floyd | You lift a spermatozoon from the basin with the tongs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | More humid than any jungle and flourishing with intestinal flora. Acid Floyd | trickles from the sphincter overhead into a meandering rivulet. The Floyd | walls throb and grumble, occasionally opening their pores to pump bile Floyd | into the digesting morass. Floyd | Floyd | An opening has been slashed into the nearby membrane. Floyd | Floyd | Feeble sunlight from above casts a tropical glow across the mucosa; Floyd | the ileocecal valve yawns below. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | There is no passage through that anatomy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Small Intestine Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Small Intestine Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Large Intestine Floyd | Stalagmites ascend from the floor. Stalactites descend from above. Floyd | Fibrous bundles somewhat like cocoons are lumped together in masses, Floyd | slowly sliding downward toward a dank chasm fringed with palpitating Floyd | stalks. Floyd | Floyd | An opening has been slashed into the intestinal lining. Floyd | Floyd | The atmosphere is rank and stygian. The walls bulge with sacs and Floyd | depressions. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Ovaries Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Ovaries Floyd | The walls are bubbled with pearlescent pods, warm milk trickling Floyd | between them to collect in a reflecting pool. Above this pool, Floyd | suspended from the ceiling by silk threads numbering in the billions, Floyd | hangs an ovum. Floyd | Floyd | An opening slashed into the lining behind you leads back to the large Floyd | intestine. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put sperm in ovum" | ||
Floyd ] Ovaries Floyd | > Floyd | > PUT SPERM IN OVUM Floyd | Floyd | With a keening scream, the gamete assaults the ovum, shredding through Floyd | its mallow gauze with a piranha's frenzy. Floyd | Floyd | The silk threads twist above; the ovum sways; the gamete burrows Floyd | gleefully into the wound its teeth have torn apart, disappearing with Floyd | one last contorted flourish into the violated flesh. Floyd | Floyd | There is silence. Floyd | Floyd | The ovum no longer resonates; the pods along the walls no longer hum; Floyd | the beast's internal organs no longer pulse and grumble. And then Floyd | there is a light -- gold, small, and bright -- within the gauze, which Floyd | suddenly erupts as an engulfing conflagration. Floyd | Floyd | The silk threads melt. The ovum falls blazing into the pool, whose Floyd | liquid lights as readily as kindling while the pods burst from the Floyd | mounting temperature. The chamber has become a bonfire. Floyd | Floyd | You are drenched in burning sweat. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I thought the pool wouldn't burn... nevermind." | |
| DavidW says, "oh, NOW the liquid lights." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "heh. Yeah." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Anyway... I think we should go poop now." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Quickly." | ||
| DavidW asks, "HOT foot it out of here?" | ||
| Jacqueline exclaims, "Yes!" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Large Intestine Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Large Intestine Floyd | The stalagmites are fiery columns, the stalactites dripping heated Floyd | mercury, the bundles charring as the intestinal lining radiates with Floyd | steaming pockets prepared to combust. Around the chasm below, the Floyd | stalks are flailing as they roast. Floyd | Floyd | You choke on smoke and cinders in the air. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Cloaca Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Cloaca Floyd | Every membrane is magma. Crisping cells crack to expose igneous metals Floyd | boiling underneath. A draught from below fans the fires inside even Floyd | higher. Floyd | Floyd | Your flesh blisters from the heat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Atop the Pyramid Floyd | You plunge outside into the night, your skin scorched and smoking. The Floyd | world is cold and dark and you stumble across the pyramid's level top, Floyd | seeking refuge amongst the rubble as the feathered serpent writhes. Floyd | Floyd | Its scales are whitehot irons and its feathers streaming flames, its Floyd | talons glowing pokers and its eyes liquid rubies. It is coiling and Floyd | recoiling with its teeth sunk in its tail, as though it would seek to Floyd | tear out its anguish and feast on that emotion like a predator upon Floyd | its gutted prey. Floyd | Floyd | In its agony it has forgotten everything. Floyd | Floyd | It shreds and shreds itself apart, snapping, ripping, roaring until Floyd | its muscles are tinseled ribbons. With one tremendous tug it yanks its Floyd | head back from its flesh, its jaw trailing sunbeams and sinews, and in Floyd | that moment everything is gold, its form unformed, as its coils break Floyd | and crash across the pyramid in molten waves. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "pregnancy is such a beautiful thing" | |
| Jacqueline says, "heh. I was just thinking the same thing." | ||
| maga says, "one might even say the mother looks... radiant" | ||
| inky arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | DavidW says, "quite" | |
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > Z Floyd | Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The molten metal cools, the pyramid gilded, and the fires in the Floyd | forest below are dwindling. Floyd | Floyd | The serpent is entirely dissolved. Floyd | Floyd | Where it once towered, poised to consume the world, something else now Floyd | uncoils and flickers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x snake" | ||
Floyd ] Atop the Pyramid Floyd | > Floyd | > X SNAKE Floyd | Floyd | The serpent is entirely dissolved. Floyd | Floyd | It is another serpent, newly hatched. Its feathers are yellow with Floyd | yolk. Its scales are still unhardened, translucent, and through their Floyd | glass an inner brilliance shimmers like a candle in a lamp. Floyd | Floyd | It chirps and surveys the surrounding landscape, cocking its head now Floyd | and then with inquisitiveness. Floyd | Floyd | At last it stares into the sky. Floyd | Floyd | Called by some ancient instinct, it sinks one claw, then the next, Floyd | into the darkened space behind the stars, and gradually begins to Floyd | climb into the airy vault above. Floyd | Floyd | As it ascends, the stars demurely dim, the moon draws its invisible Floyd | cloak, and another dawn blushes from the horizon. Floyd | Floyd | You cannot see it clearly anymore. It is too far away, and far too Floyd | bright. Floyd | Floyd | You shield your eyes against the morning sun. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** As one age ends, another age begins. *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT, or UNDO the Floyd | last command? Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ok, that was a better ending" | |
| Taleslinger says, "Oh man, this game sounds *awesome*. Er, I mean *terrible*." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, that was the better ending, methinks. Rather unintuitive, and I'm not sure how I feel about the way it went down, but the actual end is good." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, I should rate this on IFDB and then get on with my day." | ||
| Jacqueline exclaims (at DW&maga), "Thanks!" | ||
| DavidW says, "Perhaps there is a way to save the sun in the heart-stabbity route, but I'm not sure what we'd do differently." | ||
| DavidW says, "yes, thank you both" | ||
| DavidW says, "Unless we can light the sun ember with our torch." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "oh. Hrm" | ||
| maga says, "this game needs an achievement for having smeared oneself with every possible form of snake secretion" | ||
| DavidW says, "hee" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to maga), "Wait for the Steam release." | ||
| DavidW says, "Wonder if there's a brain with cerebral fluid ending." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Hrm. By stabbing up through the mouth, maybe." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "That'd be pretty awesome." | ||
| DavidW says, "That game was much better once we got talking with the skeleton." | ||
