  
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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| Roger says, "I'm somewhat here" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm. I, too, am only somewhat here." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Should we just skip? One person is not a Club." | ||
| Knight_Otu asks, "I mean, I could drive and you all snark at me?" | ||
| DavidW says, "We can also make yum-yum noises when your character eats something." | ||
| Roger says, "That seems fine to me" | ||
| Jacqueline arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "load sleepmask eatme" | ||
Floyd ]
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Floyd | Have you played interactive fiction before?
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| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "y" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > Y Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Whenever there's a pause, press any key to continue. | ||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | Whenever there's a pause, press any key to continue.Please rest Floyd | assured, this game will never become unwinnable. | ||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Floyd | My dear child, listen, and I'll feed you a tale. It begins with dinner Floyd | denied. No bread, no butter, not even dessert. A mean repast by the Floyd | meanest measure, enough to make a stomach grumble and an ill will Floyd | stew. Enough to leave a tongue yearning for sugarplums. Floyd | Floyd | You know what's next. It's what happened. An offer, something sweet, Floyd | something simple, and you swallowed. Children are such trusting Floyd | people. What you ate grew into a hole deeper than mere hunger: it Floyd | swallowed you. Now, just as you were served, you shall be served Floyd | again. | Jacqueline says, "I don't want to eat a tale." | |
| Jacqueline says, "I thought the mudpocalypse was over." | ||
| DavidW says, "Someone needs to push space." | ||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | Floyd | Eat Me Floyd | A Story with Six Courses by Chandler Groover Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 171013 / Inform 7 build 6M62 (I6/v6.33 lib Floyd | 6/12N) Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (south cell) Floyd | Here you've been kept with only time to eat. All hours taste the same, Floyd | but sometimes you can hear voices outside. They're always talking Floyd | about food, how best to carve a joint or marinate a soul. "Inside a Floyd | cell, of course," one voice had said, "till the despair's soaked Floyd | through." Well, you've been marinating long enough, and waiting longer Floyd | isn't likely to bring you freedom or, more importantly, supper. Floyd | Floyd | You've one companion in your cell: a little skeleton. Poor child, come Floyd | to such an end, still shackled to the wall with candied chains. You're Floyd | bound in cacao manacles yourself. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a cheesecake door leads out to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "If we eat Tale, what happens at new years?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Good point." | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "Speaking of which, shouldn't he, like, announce that soon?" | ||
| DavidW says, "mmyes" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X ME Floyd | Floyd | Your most important feature, and the reason that you're here, dear, is Floyd | your mouth. All children are just mouths, of course, begging to be fed Floyd | until they're bigger. Nothing else need be said on that account, Floyd | except perhaps that your mouth is already big for a child. It is your Floyd | personality. Forget your other attributes. You ate them when you first Floyd | arrived, which is why you were invited. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You have a hole in your stomach, and you're wearing cacao manacles. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "Is this the original story for Pac-Man" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X HOLE Floyd | Floyd | All bargains have a price. This hole is yours. You swallowed it, and Floyd | now you can swallow an endless feast. In fact, apart from Floyd | eat, you'll find you can do little else. Filling your Floyd | stomach's pit is all that matters anymore. But since it's bottomless, Floyd | that might prove difficult. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "It's more like Alice in Eat-Everything-Land." | |
| Jacqueline says, "This is very Groover." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x manacles" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MANACLES Floyd | Floyd | When they were first clapped onto you, these cacao manacles were Floyd | thicker than your arms. Not anymore. You've been licking. A few more Floyd | bites should do the trick. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | You're not the first. Others have been tempted into this castle with Floyd | sweet promises. Some come from poverty, some come from wealth, some Floyd | come questing for admittance themselves. They hope to find what they Floyd | can't find outside. All have an appetite, and most succumb. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x candied chains" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CANDIED CHAINS Floyd | Floyd | A few children need convincing to stay. A few children need more than Floyd | convincing. When chains don't work, of course, there are other Floyd | methods. This child has been convinced thoroughly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X DOOR Floyd | Floyd | You won't be going anywhere as long as this cheesecake door remains Floyd | shut. It's baked from heavy cream, dense in the frame, with Floyd | strawberries studding its smooth panels. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat manacles" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT MANACLES Floyd | Floyd | Cacao's bitter. Perhaps most children wouldn't chew it, but you're not Floyd | a common child, are you, my darling? You won't remain locked in these Floyd | manacles, especially not when your palate finds their bitter links Floyd | delectable. You chomp them. Now they're almost broken: just one final Floyd | bite. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat manacles" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT MANACLES Floyd | Floyd | That's done it. The cacao breaks and you gulp down every particle. Floyd | Alas, although your limbs are free, you're just as hungry as before. Floyd | That hole inside your stomach will need more to fill its gulf. What Floyd | you want is a proper feast, something to pack yourself until you can Floyd | forget what hunger even means. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Peregrine arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat chains" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CHAINS Floyd | Floyd | Unshackling this skeleton won't do its bones much good, but there's no Floyd | reason not to treat yourself. Its chains are made from hard candy, Floyd | each link a boiled sweet, with flavors ranging from lemon to raspberry Floyd | and mint. You crunch them down, every last one. Your stomach still Floyd | grumbles. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (south cell) Floyd | You've only one companion in your cell: a little skeleton. Even Floyd | unshackled, the poor child makes a pitiable sight. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a cheesecake door leads out to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "eat skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | You'll find no meat on these bones, dear. This child's been dead far Floyd | too long. But a nibble wouldn't hurt to exercise the jaw. You gnaw Floyd | away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "eat skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | Keep gnawing if it pleases you. They'll never sate your hunger, but Floyd | these old bones won't protest. Their owner lost that power long ago. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I wasn't going to do that." | |
| Roger says, "It's gonna kill me if we don't try the epononymous command soon" | ||
| DavidW says, "This game is always winnable, by the way." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "eat skeleton" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SKELETON Floyd | Floyd | More gnawing still leaves you hungry. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "So it said, thankfully." | |
| DavidW says (to Roger), "y'know, I never tried that." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > XYZZY Floyd | Floyd | You involuntarily swallow the sounds on your tongue. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "plugh" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > PLUGH Floyd | Floyd | Your words slip down your throat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "plover" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > PLOVER Floyd | Floyd | When in doubt, eat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "eat me" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ME Floyd | Floyd | First you put a finger in your mouth, and then your hand, and then Floyd | your arm… you keep going until you've swallowed your entire body, Floyd | filled your proportions out again with yourself slipped into yourself. Floyd | Goodness, my dear, that looked uncomfortable. At least it's done no Floyd | lasting harm. Floyd | Floyd | You see, that hole in your stomach already has you, doesn't it? And Floyd | you already have it. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks (of Roger), "That one?" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Well then." | ||
| Roger says, "Why yes" | ||
| Peregrine says, "That is paradoxal." | ||
| Peregrine says, "Are we inside out now? Ew." | ||
| DavidW says, "I can't believe I never tried that command for this game." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "How did we eat our... actually, don't tell." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "Huh" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Really" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat all" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ALL Floyd | Floyd | Be more selective, little one. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I have a walkthrough almost ready to publish for this game, but somehow I missed that command." | |
| Jacqueline says, "Happy to have helped." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Well then, time to eat the door, I guess." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Go fer it" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat door" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT DOOR Floyd | Floyd | Dessert before dinner: that's every child's dream. We'll obey no order Floyd | tonight! You pull out strawberries, pop them into your mouth, savor Floyd | their crimson sweetness paired with silken cream. Soon you've eaten Floyd | the cheesecake door. You'll have the feast you were promised, and no Floyd | dungeon will hold you now. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | A gruyère guard snaps to attention at your sight. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Westward's an Floyd | angel's-food doorway, eastward another door in devil's-food, and Floyd | southward lies your open cell. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The guards are made of cheese." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x guard" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GUARD Floyd | Floyd | Such a strapping gruyère guard. How handsome he looks armored in Floyd | brined rind, capped with a knightly curdled helm. Perhaps he's not Floyd | happy to see you out, but that shouldn't prevent you from enjoying his Floyd | delicious company. Floyd | Floyd | "Thou villein!" says the gruyère guard. "Hie back into thy cell!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat guard" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GUARD Floyd | Floyd | My valiant knight, here's a battle you'll lose. He's overwhelmed. He's Floyd | never fought a hunger such as yours. "Avaunt! Avaunt!" he cries, but Floyd | you've no intent to avaunt. Sumptuous gruyère, his flavor suggests Floyd | rich earth, ripe fruit, piqued by his panic as you swallow him, armor Floyd | and all. Floyd | Floyd | Now that's a snack. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x chair" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CHAIR Floyd | Floyd | Where most chairs would have cushions this one's equipped with a Floyd | pyramid chiseled from butterscotch. Anyone sitting on its tip would Floyd | find pressure applied in the worst way, and likely never walk the Floyd | same. Its current occupant certainly won't. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x prisoners" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X PRISONERS Floyd | Floyd | Bless their little dead bodies. They couldn't have been older than you Floyd | when they gasped their last. Five children altogether have perished in Floyd | this dungeon, twisted on different devices. That trio tangled on the Floyd | wheel could be mistaken for a single mass. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Verry appetizing..." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Not." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x rack" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X RACK Floyd | Floyd | Taffy's been stretched to fabricate this rack. Lock someone down and Floyd | crank its lollipop handle: you'll have more taffy stretched in a Floyd | jiffy. The corpse lashed to it now certainly didn't start this tall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x wheel" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X WHEEL Floyd | Floyd | It is a cheese wheel, naturally: the grandest gouda ever carved to Floyd | break mortal bodies. Heavy and hard enough to take a real beating Floyd | along with the three children pinioned in its spokes. This gouda's Floyd | seen some use. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat wheel" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT WHEEL Floyd | Floyd | Surely one nibble wouldn't hurt. Blood hasn't totally soaked it. You Floyd | pick a crumb and place it on your tongue. Oh gouda, gouda, how good Floyd | you can be, how creamy even put to such an employment. You're a light Floyd | in this shadow-steeped dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat wheel" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT WHEEL Floyd | Floyd | You nibble the gouda wheel again. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "No destroying the implements of torture, I guess." | |
| DavidW says, "It depends." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Angel's-food cake seals the doorway: one gigantic yellow slice. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat angel food" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ANGEL FOOD Floyd | Floyd | Opening a door's unnecessary when you can eat it, especially a door as Floyd | light and spongy as this one. Angel's-food cake floats upon your Floyd | tongue. Each swallow is as effortless as inhaling fresh air. In no Floyd | time you've devoured the entire slice. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat devil" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT DEVIL Floyd | Floyd | Who needs a key when you've got teeth and you're hungry? This Floyd | devil's-food cake stands no chance. Moist chocolate crumbles in your Floyd | mouth. Dense layers separate. You've eaten the whole door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (west cell) Floyd | A woman's wasted corpse leans by one wall, almost buried with onions Floyd | heaped around her head. This room's more root cellar than cell with Floyd | all these bulbs piled inside. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x corpse" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CORPSE Floyd | Floyd | Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, as you might guess from her Floyd | looks. Still elegant and refined even after death's scraped her flesh Floyd | down to near nothing. She certainly perished with a spoon in Floyd | her mouth: it's still there, jabbed right down her throat. Impossible Floyd | to eat with that impediment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x spoon" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SPOON Floyd | Floyd | The only thing this spoon served was its own silver. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x onions" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X ONIONS Floyd | Floyd | Dependability: that's the onion. Whenever a plate's at a loss, just Floyd | introduce one and you'll find its taste improved nine times in ten. Floyd | Raw, roasted, caramelized, fried, grilled or minced: an onion's up for Floyd | almost anything. But those are techniques for a chef. All you should Floyd | do, my dear, is eat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "take spoon" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > TAKE SPOON Floyd | Floyd | Oh my, your body strains, darling, and the hole in your stomach yawns. Floyd | You've made a bargain, remember, and now you live to eat. Eating is Floyd | all you need to do. In fact, it's almost all you can. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "eat spoon" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, that was my next" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "eat spoon" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SPOON Floyd | Floyd | Yanking the silver spoon out from her mouth, you shove it into yours, Floyd | and down it goes without a hitch. Right now, darling, you should be Floyd | thankful for your stomach's hole. A child with a less capacious gut Floyd | would've just choked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "eat onions" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ONIONS Floyd | Floyd | As soon as you chomp into one, your eyes water. Your teeth crunch Floyd | through crisp rings and onion fumes imbue your breath. Why, darling, Floyd | with that stench held in your mouth, you could blow and you'd Floyd | chase teardrops down cheeks. At least its odor should fade in a few Floyd | moments. Floyd | Floyd | In the meantime, your inventory will hold what you're Floyd | carrying. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You have a hole in your stomach, and you're holding an onion's odor in Floyd | your mouth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | Jacqueline says, "Half of this is fine." | |
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | Your breath's still reeking with onion. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (east cell) Floyd | Against one wall towers a pastry maiden with its cage ajar, and in Floyd | that cage a skewered corpse has found its rest amongst toothpicks. Not Floyd | the filling you'd want to bite into with most desserts. Floyd | Floyd | Westward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x maiden" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MAIDEN Floyd | Floyd | An iron maiden wouldn't do in this dungeon. Not when one could Floyd | construct a cage as fearsome with pastry. It's massive and Floyd | blood-crusted with a toothpick-spiked interior. Atop its bulk's Floyd | sculpted a head with a disdainful attitude. You wouldn't wish her Floyd | favor or embrace upon yourself. Floyd | Floyd | Now the odor in your mouth begins to dissipate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x head" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X HEAD Floyd | Floyd | An iron maiden wouldn't do in this dungeon. Not when one could Floyd | construct a cage as fearsome with pastry. It's massive and Floyd | blood-crusted with a toothpick-spiked interior. Atop its bulk's Floyd | sculpted a head with a disdainful attitude. You wouldn't wish her Floyd | favor or embrace upon yourself. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x corpse" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CORPSE Floyd | Floyd | A peasant woman, by her dress, begrimed with dirty hands outstretched Floyd | as though to scrape the pastry when its shell was shut. Little good Floyd | that did with toothpicks stabbed through her top to bottom. Her flesh Floyd | has long since shriveled to the bone. Floyd | Floyd | Soon the fumes in your throat will be gone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x toothpicks" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X TOOTHPICKS Floyd | Floyd | Spikes large enough to spear someone, as this corpse demonstrates. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat them" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT THEM Floyd | Floyd | You'd taste nothing but onion with these fumes still on your breath. Floyd | Before you eat again, you ought to blow them out. Floyd | Floyd | Time's done its trick: eaten the onion fumes you ate. Your mouth's Floyd | perfectly clear again, your breath no more offensive than a breeze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat them" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT THEM Floyd | Floyd | You'd pick your teeth more safely with a sword. Careful, careful where Floyd | you angle your mouth. Try not to slice your gums. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat maiden" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT MAIDEN Floyd | Floyd | Beware the spikes. A bite too close could prick your eye. You'll have Floyd | to unpeel flakes with caution from the crust. One nibble here, another Floyd | there, and still wonderfully buttery despite the blood. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat maiden" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT MAIDEN Floyd | Floyd | You delicately peel another pastry flake, swallow it down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat maiden" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT MAIDEN Floyd | Floyd | You delicately peel another pastry flake, swallow it down. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "I'm not sure how I feel about this one" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Okay, I guess that's it in this room? Time to re-onion, I suspect." | ||
| DavidW says (to Roger), "It's an acquired taste? (tee-hee)" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I'm glad I didn't make popcorn for this one." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (west cell) Floyd | A woman's wasted corpse leans by one wall, almost buried with onions Floyd | heaped around her head. This room's more root cellar than cell with Floyd | all these bulbs piled inside. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat onion" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ONION Floyd | Floyd | You crunch into another onion. More fumes infuse your breath. Before Floyd | they fade, you can blow their aroma out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Beware the steps you take, the sounds you make that might echo and Floyd | draw unwanted attention. In this red-velvet undercroft, with his back Floyd | turned, sits none other than Master Pokerounce carving a great cheese Floyd | atop a cinnamon-stick stool. He's busy with the task, distracted for Floyd | the nonce, but one false move and he'll have you tossed back into a Floyd | cell where you belong. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | Your breath's still reeking with onion. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "blow" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > BLOW Floyd | Floyd | You blow out the onion's tearjerking odor, and Master Pokerounce Floyd | starts to rub his eyes. He's weeping, all right, but he's also Floyd | glaring, and he climbs down from his wobbling stool, grabs your Floyd | ankles. Floyd | Floyd | "Looks like we've got ourselves a sneak. Sneaks ain't welcome. It's Floyd | back to the dungeon with you, and you'll stay put until she wants you Floyd | out. Roast sneak, that's what you'll be. Only it's odd… Sir Gruyère | Jacqueline says, "Pro-tip: Most people shouldn't eat while playing Chandler Groover's games." | |
Floyd | should've been on guard. And what's happened to these doorways? No Floyd | difference, I suppose. Long's I'm around, you'll sneak nowhere." Floyd | Floyd | He claps you back in manacles and dumps you in the southern cell Floyd | again. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | again. Floyd | Dungeon (south cell) Floyd | Only one little skeleton remains inside this cell. Even unshackled, Floyd | the poor child makes a pitiable sight, although you're not much better Floyd | in your cacao manacles. Floyd | Floyd | Northward an open doorway leads out to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat manacles" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT MANACLES Floyd | Floyd | No need to linger on particulars. You chomp the cacao manacles apart Floyd | and swallow them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (west cell) Floyd | A woman's wasted corpse leans by one wall, almost buried with onions Floyd | heaped around her head. This room's more root cellar than cell with Floyd | all these bulbs piled inside. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat onion" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ONION Floyd | Floyd | You munch another onion. Blow before its odor fades. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Beware the steps you take, the sounds you make that might echo and Floyd | draw unwanted attention. In this red-velvet undercroft, with his back Floyd | turned, sits none other than Master Pokerounce carving a great cheese Floyd | atop a cinnamon-stick stool. He's busy with the task, distracted for Floyd | the nonce, but one false move and he'll have you tossed back into a Floyd | cell where you belong. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | Your breath's still reeking with onion. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "I feel like maybe blowing on the flames with the onion? I'm not sure why." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x pokerounce" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X POKEROUNCE Floyd | Floyd | Turnkey and grand inquisitor: that's our Master Pokerounce. Without Floyd | him, who would man the cells, command the guards, coax tidbits from Floyd | the prisoners? A wonder that he doesn't wobble, perched high on that Floyd | stool with his breastplate abuzz, loaves for gauntlets and greaves, Floyd | his skull enclosed by a pine-nut helmet. His beard might stand a Floyd | little trim, gnarled galingale and ginger root, barely a face to see Floyd | under that mass, but looks aren't what we measure to employ wardens Floyd | and torturers. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "hm. Yeah, possibly." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | Now the odor in your mouth begins to dissipate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "blow" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > BLOW Floyd | Floyd | You blow out the onion's tearjerking odor. It's smart enough to sting Floyd | eyeballs nearby, prompt tear-ducts to commence weeping, but since Floyd | there's no one here to cry, the fumes dissolve into the air. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (west cell) Floyd | A woman's wasted corpse leans by one wall, almost buried with onions Floyd | heaped around her head. This room's more root cellar than cell with Floyd | all these bulbs piled inside. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat onion" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ONION Floyd | Floyd | You munch another onion. Blow before its odor fades. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "blow on flames" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > BLOW ON FLAMES Floyd | Floyd | You blow out the onion's tearjerking odor. It's smart enough to sting Floyd | eyeballs nearby, prompt tear-ducts to commence weeping, but since Floyd | there's no one here to cry, the fumes dissolve into the air. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Beware the steps you take, the sounds you make that might echo and Floyd | draw unwanted attention. In this red-velvet undercroft, with his back Floyd | turned, sits none other than Master Pokerounce carving a great cheese Floyd | atop a cinnamon-stick stool. He's busy with the task, distracted for Floyd | the nonce, but one false move and he'll have you tossed back into a Floyd | cell where you belong. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "Guess not" | |
| Jacqueline shrugs. | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Well it was a possibility" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cheese" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CHEESE Floyd | Floyd | Munster-géromé well brined, some meters tall, and more column than Floyd | wheel, chiseled into a guardsman half-moulded. Pokerounce has been Floyd | carving the figure as he carves every soldier, fashioned with its own Floyd | rind for the armor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x stick" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X STICK Floyd | Floyd | Perhaps he's ten heads taller than you are, but Pokerounce still needs Floyd | height to carve the cheese's top. His stool's got cinnamon-stick legs Floyd | that stretch longer than certain pikes. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "Maybe eating two or more onions sequentially for maximum tear gas effect" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Let's try it" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (west cell) Floyd | A woman's wasted corpse leans by one wall, almost buried with onions Floyd | heaped around her head. This room's more root cellar than cell with Floyd | all these bulbs piled inside. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat onion" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ONION Floyd | Floyd | You munch another onion. Blow before its odor fades. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat onion" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ONION Floyd | Floyd | While your breath's pungent, you could blow this onion's odor Floyd | out. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Guess not." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | Your breath's still reeking with onion. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "You can't eat while holding something in your mouth." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "I'm not sure holding is the right word for it." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Beware the steps you take, the sounds you make that might echo and Floyd | draw unwanted attention. In this red-velvet undercroft, with his back Floyd | turned, sits none other than Master Pokerounce carving a great cheese Floyd | atop a cinnamon-stick stool. He's busy with the task, distracted for Floyd | the nonce, but one false move and he'll have you tossed back into a Floyd | cell where you belong. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I previously misread stool as tool." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Master Pokerounce doesn't turn and you tiptoe behind his back. Floyd | Floyd | Creamery Floyd | Runnels trace down the walls where cream has leaked through ceiling Floyd | grates. Vats brim with souring milk. Mould carpets the room's corners, Floyd | mushrooms in the damp, and whey dribbles from hanging cheesecloth Floyd | bags. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the undercroft. Floyd | Floyd | Now the odor in your mouth begins to dissipate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x grates" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GRATES Floyd | Floyd | All the milk that's collected here drips from the ceiling grates Floyd | above. This castle's got a source that won't run low anytime soon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "I don't want to know, do I?" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x milk" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MILK Floyd | Floyd | Sour milk's not too grand, granted, but it's one step toward crafting Floyd | the grandest cheeses. It might look less than lovely. It might smell Floyd | somewhat more pungent than fresh cream. But a romano's not made in a Floyd | day. Floyd | Floyd | Soon the fumes in your throat will be gone. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh, you'll find out if you play long enough." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "I was afraid of that." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x vats" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X VATS Floyd | Floyd | Sour milk's not too grand, granted, but it's one step toward crafting Floyd | the grandest cheeses. It might look less than lovely. It might smell Floyd | somewhat more pungent than fresh cream. But a romano's not made in a Floyd | day. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x mould" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MOULD Floyd | Floyd | A veritable fungal forest's grown here high as your kneecaps, Floyd | toadstools milk-drunk and pale white as the cream they've sprouted Floyd | from. Floyd | Floyd | Time's done its trick: eaten the onion fumes you ate. Your mouth's Floyd | perfectly clear again, your breath no more offensive than a breeze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat mould" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT MOULD Floyd | Floyd | How lustfully you root through these mouldy mushrooms! Anyone would Floyd | take you for a pig after truffles. Whether you've found truffles or Floyd | some other variety, you bite into their meaty flesh with the same Floyd | eagerness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x whey" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X WHEY Floyd | Floyd | One cheesecloth bag bulges more than the rest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x bag" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BAG Floyd | Floyd | One cheesecloth bag bulges more than the rest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "mmm" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat bag" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BAG Floyd | Floyd | It doesn't take much jaw-strength to rip the cheesecloth: there's Floyd | something inside waiting to slip out, and how it slips! Whey sloshes Floyd | to the floor along with a body bloated from long containment in the Floyd | bag. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x body" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BODY Floyd | Floyd | Who knows how large this fellow was in life. His body's swollen like a Floyd | sponge. His skin's slick and gelatinous. His face has puffed enough to Floyd | lose what features constitute a face. Leave him alone, my dear. You've Floyd | more enticing things to eat than corpses left to rot down here. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu exclaims, "I wasn't going to eat the corpse!" | |
| Knight_Otu exclaims, "That was Jacq who nibbled the skeleton!" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Creamery Floyd | Runnels trace down the walls where cream has leaked through ceiling Floyd | grates. Vats brim with souring milk. Mould carpets the room's corners, Floyd | mushrooms in the damp, and a bloated corpse has slipped from a torn Floyd | cheesecloth bag. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the undercroft. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x bag" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BAG Floyd | Floyd | All right, the body hasn't spilled completely out onto the Floyd | floor. Although that's where the arms and torso sprawl, one foot's Floyd | still tangled in the hanging, ripped cheesecloth. It's not a terribly Floyd | delightful sight. We ought to move along. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat vats" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT VATS Floyd | Floyd | You bend to lap the milk as you would from a trough. It's rather Floyd | thick, almost a sludge. As for the taste, sour's what you'd expect, Floyd | and what you get. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "huh. I never thought to examine the bag post-rupture." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat grates" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GRATES Floyd | Floyd | You aren't nearly tall enough to reach the ceiling, little one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Beware the steps you take, the sounds you make that might echo and Floyd | draw unwanted attention. In this red-velvet undercroft, with his back Floyd | turned, sits none other than Master Pokerounce carving a great cheese Floyd | atop a cinnamon-stick stool. He's busy with the task, distracted for Floyd | the nonce, but one false move and he'll have you tossed back into a Floyd | cell where you belong. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | "Ah, ah!" says Pokerounce, snatching your ankles again. "Don't court Floyd | my displeasure. You won't want it. However you got out, you're going Floyd | back." Floyd | Floyd | Here we are, returned to the dungeon, and there you sail, right back Floyd | into the southern cell. Pokerounce dresses you once again in manacles. Floyd | At least you're still alive, and that's something. Perhaps a more Floyd | subtle approach would unseat our lovely warden. | Jacqueline says, "meh" | |
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | subtle approach would unseat our lovely warden. Floyd | Dungeon (south cell) Floyd | Only one little skeleton remains inside this cell. Even unshackled, Floyd | the poor child makes a pitiable sight, although you're not much better Floyd | in your cacao manacles. Floyd | Floyd | Northward an open doorway leads out to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Well, I was expecting something like that." | |
| DavidW says, "Lovely clue." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat manacles" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT MANACLES Floyd | Floyd | You chomp the cacao manacles apart and swallow them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Beware the steps you take, the sounds you make that might echo and Floyd | draw unwanted attention. In this red-velvet undercroft, with his back Floyd | turned, sits none other than Master Pokerounce carving a great cheese Floyd | atop a cinnamon-stick stool. He's busy with the task, distracted for Floyd | the nonce, but one false move and he'll have you tossed back into a Floyd | cell where you belong. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat stool" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT STOOL Floyd | Floyd | Before he's got the chance to blink, you bite into his stool. Oh, what Floyd | a crunch! Your tongue prickles with spice, cinnamon sets your sinuses Floyd | ablaze, and Pokerounce curses as he topples down. Floyd | Floyd | His breastplate cracks. Floyd | Floyd | Heavenly honey glimmers gold inside. He groans, can't sit or stand Floyd | again, not with his body smashed, and out from his fractured Floyd | breastplate swarm caramelized bees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat honey" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HONEY Floyd | Floyd | A sting, a very palpable sting! Most peppers wouldn't sting as sharply Floyd | as these caramel bees. Back down, darling. You'd need armor to Floyd | withstand their ire. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Okay I'm going to the armory already." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Master Pokerounce can't stop you now. Floyd | Floyd | Armory Floyd | Inhale that wondrous mouldering stench: fine cheeses stacked in Floyd | ripening rows. A monger's cellar wouldn't boast a breadth more Floyd | noseworthy. There's brie and cantal, gloucester, blue stilton and red Floyd | leicester, morbier, spermyse, and maroilles amongst others heaped deep Floyd | in shadow. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's the undercroft, and upward a staircase curves to the Floyd | eastern tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cheeses" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CHEESES Floyd | Floyd | There are enough cheeses stocked here to keep an army fed—or to carve Floyd | one. It's good that you've disabled their master: otherwise you Floyd | would've had his soldiers on your scent till kingdom come. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat cheeses" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CHEESES Floyd | Floyd | Look around and choose a cheese. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat brie" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BRIE Floyd | Floyd | One bite has the brie running with marvelous luxury into your mouth. Floyd | Such a mild personality, tinged with the lightest fruity notes, a Floyd | sumptuous tang rounding out the aftertaste. Fold yourself in its Floyd | pliant rind: now you're encased. Floyd | Floyd | Remember, my dear, you can check your inventory to see your Floyd | outfit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You have a hole in your stomach, and you're wearing a brie rind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Your ears buzz along with the bees above Master Pokerounce. He's Floyd | crippled on the floor, breastplate cracked wide with honeycombs Floyd | chambered inside, unable to piece himself back together. In this state Floyd | he won't finish carving that munster-géromé. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | "I'll rip you… into little shreds," Pokerounce groans. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat honey" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HONEY Floyd | Floyd | Ah, that's more like it. Let the bees blunt their stingers. They'll Floyd | never breach the brie rind you're wearing. Floyd | Floyd | Now you can strip Pokerounce's gauntlets, dip them into honey from his Floyd | cracked breastplate. Allow his greaves to absorb golden sauce. His Floyd | insides make an ideal spread, his toasted loaves an ideal bread to Floyd | slather with that spread, and your mouth an ideal place to store them. Floyd | Floyd | "Don't think you'll… get away with this," he groans. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You have a hole in your stomach, and you're wearing a brie rind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat honey" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HONEY Floyd | Floyd | Yank his helmet away. No need for it where you're headed, Pokerounce. Floyd | He squirms as you break it between your teeth. Sweet as a pine nut Floyd | ever was, with rich smoothness that snaps after encouragement from Floyd | your molars. Floyd | Floyd | "She'll grind your bones!" he shouts. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I'm feeling like I should go seek out Emily Short's review of this." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat honey" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HONEY Floyd | Floyd | "Ouch! Ouch!" cries Pokerounce as you tug his beard. Rip out the Floyd | roots. Crop every follicle. Ginger crunches and spritzes fresh hot Floyd | spice after each bite. Your tongue's alive with aromatic zest, munched Floyd | galingale releasing pungent perfume to cleanse your palate. He's not Floyd | half as imposing plucked beardless, our grand inquisitor. Floyd | Floyd | "You'll never leave," he says. "No one escapes..." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat honey" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HONEY Floyd | Floyd | That's right, my dear, rip into this inquisitor… just desserts Floyd | served… Floyd | back broken, limbs lopped, fingers sticky… no, don't tell me what to Floyd | do… sit still… stop playing with my food… I won't do it… I'll Floyd | scream… Floyd | I'll shout… as though that would matter in a dungeon. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | I'll shout… as though that would matter in a dungeon. Floyd | Pokerounce screeches. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | Pokerounce screeches. Floyd | O goes his mouth and more bees pour forth, riding his bellows. There's Floyd | nothing to see but their caramel swarm. Take little note: they're Floyd | simply one more treat to devour. Floyd | Floyd | Cram your jaws with his honeycombs. Chomp as the combs crackle, Floyd | flatten, golden floes oozing down your throat. Dismiss his wails. He Floyd | deserves this. You're inhaling his bees, their swarm streaming into Floyd | your jaws from his. The undercroft's thick with sweetness, with drones Floyd | to drown the sharpest shrieks, and then you suck and suck the last bee Floyd | into your lips with a smack, and Master Pokerounce isn't such a master Floyd | anymore. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | anymore. Floyd | First course: eaten. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 1/6 Floyd | First course: eaten. Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, save Floyd | that half-carved munster-géromé, with no one left to ensure prisoners Floyd | stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Check your score in the top right." | |
| Peregrine exclaims, "Six course meal!" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, saw it. 1/6." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat munster" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT MUNSTER Floyd | Floyd | How soft is this half-moulded munster guard! He'd stand a handsome Floyd | specimen indeed, but his orange-red rind's still incompletely carved, Floyd | and he melts with a luscious tang across your tongue. Not sentient Floyd | enough to struggle yet. Gobble him down. Now he'll patrol no rounds. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Yes indeed. Six courses to eat." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Armory Floyd | Inhale that wondrous mouldering stench: fine cheeses stacked in Floyd | ripening rows. A monger's cellar wouldn't boast a breadth more Floyd | noseworthy. There's brie and cantal, gloucester, blue stilton and red Floyd | leicester, morbier, spermyse, and maroilles amongst others heaped deep Floyd | in shadow. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's the undercroft, and upward a staircase curves to the Floyd | eastern tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x tapestry" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X TAPESTRY Floyd | Floyd | You could walk upward to the eastern tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat cantal" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CANTAL Floyd | Floyd | You're already wearing a brie rind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x shadow" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SHADOW Floyd | Floyd | Farther back than your arms can reach are more varieties: mimolette Floyd | and emmentaler, beaufort and trappista, shropshire, ardrahan, Floyd | wensleydale and vieux-boulogne and provolone and goodness one might Floyd | name them until morning breaks. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oo. I missed that too." | |
| Knight_Otu exclaims, "Finding new things! Woo!" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x gloucester" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GLOUCESTER Floyd | Floyd | Colossal gloucester, packed with full fat, you're a cheese that a Floyd | giant could hack with an axe. That apricot glow's annatto-infused. Floyd | Your wedges would prop fortresses against collapse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cantal" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CANTAL Floyd | Floyd | Cantal's as ancient as the hills, grandfather amongst cheese, speckled Floyd | grey with its hoary age and pebbled with the most endearing lumps. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x emmentaler" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X EMMENTALER Floyd | Floyd | You can't reach these cheeses, child. They're too far back. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Mmm... shropshire cheese" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Eastern Tapestry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Eastern Tapestry Floyd | Across the eastern wall's hung a great tapestry woven with warfare and Floyd | carnage. Your heart would have thundered in the skirmish sewn through Floyd | these threads, wherein this castle's pretender found herself driven Floyd | into exile. Ah, what a bloody rout that was. Floyd | Floyd | Southward sprawls the banquet hall; westward lies the balance gallery; Floyd | stairs wind upward into the bower and downward to the armory. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x tapestry" | ||
Floyd ] Eastern Tapestry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X TAPESTRY Floyd | Floyd | Never were battles fought with gore and glory more than the battle Floyd | threaded into this tapestry. Beheaded knights heaped high as hills, Floyd | fools to have sworn their fealty to a traitor queen. Fancied herself a Floyd | sorceress, thought that she'd hold the castle with a charm, as though Floyd | mortal enchantments could entrap a race older than human blood. She's Floyd | flown there, in the tapestry's corner, upon a chariot, expelled by the Floyd | same hosts she'd sought to make her slaves. Ignorant witch, shame even Floyd | to the lowly title witch. She might have ruled a hundred years, but Floyd | centuries slip through this castle quicker than sands in a glass. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat it" | ||
Floyd ] Eastern Tapestry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT IT Floyd | Floyd | One thread unravels in your teeth. Keep eating and you'll eat the Floyd | tapestry. I think you'll find, however, that it's easier to view when Floyd | it's hanging on a wall outside your stomach. Floyd | Floyd | > | Peregrine says, "haha" | |
| Peregrine says, "delicious, delicious sarcasm" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "The can't eat scenery rule is listed first in the eating rules" | ||
| DavidW says, "You can definitely eat scenery in this game." | ||
| DavidW says, "Some scenery. Not all." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I was joking. :p" | ||
| Peregrine says, "We need a new Inform extension: "Edible Scenery"." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I'm thinking onion time is coming." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Armory Floyd | Inhale that wondrous mouldering stench: fine cheeses stacked in Floyd | ripening rows. A monger's cellar wouldn't boast a breadth more Floyd | noseworthy. There's brie and cantal, gloucester, blue stilton and red Floyd | leicester, morbier, spermyse, and maroilles amongst others heaped deep Floyd | in shadow. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's the undercroft, and upward a staircase curves to the Floyd | eastern tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, with no Floyd | one left to ensure prisoners stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (west cell) Floyd | A woman's wasted corpse leans by one wall, almost buried with onions Floyd | heaped around her head. This room's more root cellar than cell with Floyd | all these bulbs piled inside. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat onion" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ONION Floyd | Floyd | You munch another onion. Blow before its odor fades. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, with no Floyd | one left to ensure prisoners stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | Your breath's still reeking with onion. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Armory Floyd | Inhale that wondrous mouldering stench: fine cheeses stacked in Floyd | ripening rows. A monger's cellar wouldn't boast a breadth more Floyd | noseworthy. There's brie and cantal, gloucester, blue stilton and red Floyd | leicester, morbier, spermyse, and maroilles amongst others heaped deep Floyd | in shadow. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's the undercroft, and upward a staircase curves to the Floyd | eastern tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Eastern Tapestry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Eastern Tapestry Floyd | Across the eastern wall's hung a great tapestry woven with warfare and Floyd | carnage. Your heart would have thundered in the skirmish sewn through Floyd | these threads, wherein this castle's pretender found herself driven Floyd | into exile. Ah, what a bloody rout that was. Floyd | Floyd | Southward sprawls the banquet hall; westward lies the balance gallery; Floyd | stairs wind upward into the bower and downward to the armory. Floyd | Floyd | Now the odor in your mouth begins to dissipate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Banquet Hall Floyd | Gaze down the hall and you'll gaze down a valley between smashed Floyd | dishes. Above that valley rotates a boned chandelier, below that Floyd | chandelier stretches a table the hall's length, and around that table Floyd | is ranged the Amuse-Bouche Quartet: Earl Escargot, Dame Demitasse, Floyd | Frypan Fredrick, and Mistress Caviar. Tonight their plates are heaped Floyd | with devils on horseback, battered mozzarella, vol-au-vents, toast Floyd | points, dolma, and boquerones en vinagre. Floyd | Floyd | Southward, footmen stream from the kitchen; northward lies the eastern Floyd | tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | A footman carries choriqueso to the table. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "blow" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > BLOW Floyd | Floyd | You blow out the onion's tearjerking odor, but with all the hors Floyd | d'oeuvres inside this banquet hall, even its aroma simply wanders and Floyd | gets lost amongst others. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x escargot" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X ESCARGOT Floyd | Floyd | Earl Escargot is what you might refer to as a connoisseur. He's slow Floyd | to chew, slower to swallow, slowest to admit satisfaction. He dabs his Floyd | luscious lips after each bite with a napkin; his second tentacle roves Floyd | the table for more hors d'oeuvres. Garlic butter shimmers in every Floyd | fold along his flesh, golden, unctuous, tinged green with minced Floyd | parsley swimming inside his shell. Floyd | Floyd | Dame Demitasse gobbles the boquerones en vinagre and drops Floyd | the platter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x demitasse" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X DEMITASSE Floyd | Floyd | Fine porcelain flesh, veins patterned cobalt blue beneath the glaze, Floyd | teacup eyelids, ceramic handles curving from her skull, that skull's Floyd | cap sawn and sundered with coffee brimming inside: meet the Floyd | magnificent Dame Demitasse. She exhales steam. Roasted aromas, wooden, Floyd | malted, floral, toasted, waft around her place at the table. Perhaps Floyd | each time she lifts her arm, her china chips a little more, joints Floyd | delicately splintering, but no beauty was ever forged without pain Floyd | poured into the crucible. Floyd | Floyd | A footman delivers cucumber sandwiches to the table. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x frypan" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X FRYPAN Floyd | Floyd | He's a hopper, Frypan Fredrick, each limb, each finger a breaded Floyd | frog's leg. Why, even his head is a breaded frog's leg, sticking from Floyd | a ruffed collar whose starched fabric has gone translucent with Floyd | grease. Doublet fried crisp, crackowes squelching with lard, he's apt Floyd | to leave breadcrumbs behind. No eyes, poor dear, nor nose, nor ears: Floyd | that's what you get with a leg for a head. At least he has a mouth, Floyd | and what a mouth, with human teeth in the hundreds to compensate. Floyd | Floyd | Frypan Fredrick tears into the dolma and discards the plate. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Such delightful imagery." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x caviar" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CAVIAR Floyd | Floyd | A glob aglimmer in her seat, roe oozing to absorb hors d'oeuvres, Floyd | you'll recognize no single silhouette in Mistress Caviar. She shifts Floyd | into whatever shape commands the highest bid, black beads brighter Floyd | than diamonds sparkling beneath the chandelier, arms coalescing when Floyd | she needs more limbs. A hundred sturgeon gutted would not yield one Floyd | hundredth her measure. She'd snare a tsar's heart with her champagne Floyd | laugh. Floyd | Floyd | A footman brings samosas to the table. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The first NPC made from frogs' legs and human teeth." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x footman" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X FOOTMAN Floyd | Floyd | Sardines in eggplant livery. Sometimes they slouch, it's true, what Floyd | can you do about your posture when you're a herring on land, but Floyd | otherwise they're excellent servants: expedient, focused, disposable. Floyd | Floyd | Mistress Caviar devours the toast points and casts aside the tray. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x chandelier" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CHANDELIER Floyd | Floyd | Duck fat drips from the chandelier, rendered most marvelous into Floyd | candles whose wicks flame green and knock shadows onto the walls. Each Floyd | burns upon a rib's snapped tip, splayed from a keel anchored to a Floyd | wishbone, and that wishbone hung from high waffled groins. Floyd | Floyd | A footman carts pickles to the table. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "mmm, High Waffled Groins" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X TABLE Floyd | Floyd | A table long enough to sit a crowd, with drumstick legs and duck skin Floyd | draped across the top. My, what a mess: plates strewn Floyd | higgledy-piggledy with cutlery and serving trays shoved aside to make Floyd | room for more hors d'oeuvres. Right now the table's cluttered with Floyd | pickles, samosas, cucumber sandwiches, choriqueso, devils on Floyd | horseback, battered mozzarella, and vol-au-vents. Floyd | Floyd | Earl Escargot sucks down the vol-au-vents and tosses the dish. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat table" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT TABLE Floyd | Floyd | They'll not notice a nibble missing from their tablecloth. There: just Floyd | a corner, crisp crackling that softens in the mouth. Floyd | Floyd | A footman bears tongue toast to the table. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat footman" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT FOOTMAN Floyd | Floyd | Why, this sardine's so servile that it practically swims down your Floyd | throat. They've been trained well, these footmen have: jump when Floyd | they're told, even when it will land them in a mouth. Floyd | Floyd | Not that this footman should be missed. Others flow constantly from Floyd | the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | Frypan Fredrick thoroughly chews the battered mozzarella and tosses Floyd | the tray. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat footman" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT FOOTMAN Floyd | Floyd | Come, come, footman, step right into these jaws. Yes, very good. That Floyd | one slipped down as nicely as the first, and here's his stand-in from Floyd | the kitchen already. Floyd | Floyd | A footman carries gravlax to the table. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I guess we can't do a whole lot here yet,but there's of course one more thing." | |
| DavidW asks, "yes?" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat caviar" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CAVIAR Floyd | Floyd | "Appreciate the finer things?" asks Mistress Caviar. "Care for a Floyd | little nibble right here, love? A little taste? I'll have you know I'm Floyd | unavailable, nor would my friends enjoy seeing me mistreated. We'll Floyd | stick together long as we've hors d'oeuvres to eat." Floyd | Floyd | Earl Escargot chomps into the devils on horseback and discards the Floyd | plate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat frypan" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT FRYPAN Floyd | Floyd | Have you ever been kicked by a frog's leg before? Now you have. Frypan Floyd | pulls one knee backward, there's a crackow in your gut, and the wall Floyd | takes your breath upon impact. Floyd | Floyd | A footman delivers croquettes to the table. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, thought so." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat croquettes" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CROQUETTES Floyd | Floyd | "I wouldn't," says Dame Demitasse, steaming slightly hotter. Floyd | Floyd | Dame Demitasse swallows the choriqueso and drops the platter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Pandemonium, thou art a castle kitchen. White toques bob as sardine Floyd | chefs labor over cutting boards and coals, stirring saucepans, Floyd | stuffing pastries, rolling dough as flour thickens the air. Footmen Floyd | teem around counters, poised to carry dishes to the banquet hall. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could follow the footmen; westward a door opens to the Floyd | castle gate; stairs wind upward to the pantry and downward to the Floyd | buttery. Floyd | Floyd | Another footman bears crab rangoon into the banquet hall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x chefs" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CHEFS Floyd | Floyd | Among these bustling sardines, you can distinguish the chefs by their Floyd | white turnip toques. They've got peeled turnips buttoned down their Floyd | scales for uniforms as well. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x boards" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BOARDS Floyd | Floyd | Minced meat covers the cutting boards. No way to tell what animal it Floyd | was before the sardine chefs got their fins onto it. Floyd | Floyd | Another footman carries deviled eggs into the banquet hall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x coals" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X COALS Floyd | Floyd | Every now and again, some sardine rakes the kitchen's coals to Floyd | encourage their blaze. They're throbbing white and orange in a hearth Floyd | against the wall. Above their mound, the air wobbles, and hanging pots Floyd | bubble. Floyd | Floyd | Another sardine flops into the kitchen from upstairs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x saucepans" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SAUCEPANS Floyd | Floyd | It's chaos with chefs fighting to manage their pots over the kitchen's Floyd | coals. There's always an elbow, or the sardine equivalent, in Floyd | someone's face as they dash spices into pans and whisk sauces. Floyd | Floyd | Another footman takes steak tartare into the banquet hall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x pastries" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X PASTRIES Floyd | Floyd | These unfinished pastries are little coffins waiting to be stuffed. Floyd | Fillings couldn't request a final resting place more marvelous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x dough" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X DOUGH Floyd | Floyd | Oh dough, plain as you are, lumps clumped across counters, you're the Floyd | clay from which masterpieces rise, miracles spring. You're raw Floyd | potential ready for kneading. Floyd | Floyd | Another footman bears bruschetta into the banquet hall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x counters" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X COUNTERS Floyd | Floyd | Glistening suet countertops these are, darling: fat firm and clean as Floyd | any cook could dream. Tile'd not shine as brilliantly after the Floyd | soundest scrub. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat chef" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CHEF Floyd | Floyd | Drag a chef from the crowd, engulf him whole, white toque and all. His Floyd | fellow chefs pay no attention as you push his fins into your lips. Floyd | They're far too focused on their cookery. Floyd | Floyd | Indeed, darling, there's already another tripping downstairs to Floyd | replace the first. No sardine shortage around here to speak about. Floyd | Floyd | Another footman takes canapés into the banquet hall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat dough" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT DOUGH Floyd | Floyd | A sardine slaps your hand with a meat tenderizer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Buttery Floyd | Down here the air is cool and dry and still. Along the walls are Floyd | stacked the castle's butts, rack upon rack, enormous barrels corked to Floyd | keep fine beverages in store. The greatest barrel's big enough to Floyd | contain a hundred smaller. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a staircase runs to the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x barrels" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BARRELS Floyd | Floyd | Each butt's emblazoned with an emblem to note what the barrels hold, Floyd | although it'd take an alewife in the know to sort through them. Apart Floyd | from the greatest barrel, here's a smaller stamped with a dragon, and Floyd | another with a bear, and one painted with a harlequin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x dragon" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X DRAGON Floyd | Floyd | The dragon on this barrel's long and snakish. More a wyrm, bearded and Floyd | lacking wings. It's painted in green pigment that's faded toward grey. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x bear" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BEAR Floyd | Floyd | This barrel's more than blazoned with a bear. The animal's been Floyd | branded straight into the butt, burned with black ashen lines. Floyd | Posture: statant. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x harlequin" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X HARLEQUIN Floyd | Floyd | Cheeky's the harlequin stamped on this butt. The picture's checked in Floyd | yellow paint and represents the fellow with a bottle tipped to funnel Floyd | liquid underneath his domino. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x greatest" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GREATEST Floyd | Floyd | Across this giant barrel's face is stamped an emblem picturing a Floyd | maiden wrapped in spikes. Hard to determine whether she's in agony or Floyd | ecstasy, but there's wincing involved in either case. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x maiden" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MAIDEN Floyd | Floyd | Across this giant barrel's face is stamped an emblem picturing a Floyd | maiden wrapped in spikes. Hard to determine whether she's in agony or Floyd | ecstasy, but there's wincing involved in either case. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat dragon" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT DRAGON Floyd | Floyd | Green tea pours from the dragon's tap, piping and steeped precisely Floyd | right. Its warmth spreads through your body and its flavor's clean and Floyd | bracing with the slightest bitter hint beneath the humblest sweetness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat bear" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BEAR Floyd | Floyd | Turn the bear barrel's tap: kvass bubbles over your tongue, fizzing Floyd | with carbonation from black bread fermented to sour sublimity. That Floyd | tang's delight if delight's something someone could barrel. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat harlequib" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HARLEQUIB Floyd | Floyd | I'm afraid I don't see what you mean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat harlequin" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HARLEQUIN Floyd | Floyd | Lemonade flows from the harlequin's hogshead. Refreshing streams, tart Floyd | with citrus, chilled, sweetened with sugar. There's crushed ice mixed Floyd | into the drink, and it's crushed twice between your teeth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat greatest" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GREATEST Floyd | Floyd | How odd. There's no leakage when you begin to turn the giant barrel's Floyd | tap. It turns and turns, yielding no liquid anywise. A disappointment, Floyd | certainly, to anyone after a drink, but this barrel's still filled Floyd | with something worth seeing. Floyd | Floyd | Its face opens, swinging back for a door. Inside the barrel's quite Floyd | empty. It seems there's a passageway to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps echo against wood. Well, go ahead, keep clambering Floyd | about, knock for another door—aha, you've found one at the barrel's Floyd | back. With a heave-ho you push it ajar and step northward into a Floyd | different room. | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 1/6 Floyd | different room. Floyd | Dungeon (east cell) Floyd | Against one wall towers a pastry maiden with its cage ajar, and in Floyd | that cage a secret passage leads southward through the toothpicks. Floyd | Although their panel's been sprung wide, a skewered corpse still Floyd | dangles from the spikes. Floyd | Floyd | Westward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "This is indeed delightfully Wonderlandish." | |
| DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "yes" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (west cell) Floyd | A woman's wasted corpse leans by one wall, almost buried with onions Floyd | heaped around her head. This room's more root cellar than cell with Floyd | all these bulbs piled inside. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat onion" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ONION Floyd | Floyd | You munch another onion. Blow before its odor fades. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (east cell) Floyd | Against one wall towers a pastry maiden with its cage ajar, and in Floyd | that cage a secret passage leads southward through the toothpicks. Floyd | Although their panel's been sprung wide, a skewered corpse still Floyd | dangles from the spikes. Floyd | Floyd | Westward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | Your breath's still reeking with onion. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You creep through the secret passage. Floyd | Floyd | Buttery Floyd | Down here the air is cool and dry and still. Along the walls are Floyd | stacked the castle's butts, rack upon rack, enormous barrels corked to Floyd | keep fine beverages in store. The greatest barrel's opened to reveal a Floyd | hidden passage to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a staircase runs to the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Pandemonium, thou art a castle kitchen. White toques bob as sardine Floyd | chefs labor over cutting boards and coals, stirring saucepans, Floyd | stuffing pastries, rolling dough as flour thickens the air. Footmen Floyd | teem around counters, poised to carry dishes to the banquet hall. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could follow the footmen; westward a door opens to the Floyd | castle gate; stairs wind upward to the pantry and downward to the Floyd | buttery. Floyd | Floyd | Another footman carries toast points into the banquet hall. Floyd | Floyd | Now the odor in your mouth begins to dissipate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "blow" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > BLOW Floyd | Floyd | You blow out the onion's tearjerking odor. All the chefs blink and Floyd | sniff, then resume their duties. They're single-minded creatures, Floyd | these sardines. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Stoop, stoop! You'll knock your head on vegetables above, enormous Floyd | bundles that drape from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a Floyd | clump, and turnips rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a door leads into the storeroom, westward you'll find the Floyd | gatehouse, and downward a stair spirals into the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x vegetables" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X VEGETABLES Floyd | Floyd | No vegetables are quite as large as these eggplants and turnips at the Floyd | front, but even the more reasonable radishes, the more diminutive Floyd | endives, the peas in pods would outweigh a toddler. Floyd | Floyd | Why, hullo, here's a sardine from the storeroom. Slips inside an Floyd | eggplant skin, quite like a footman in that purple livery, and then Floyd | wriggles downstairs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat vegetables" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT VEGETABLES Floyd | Floyd | You've got a selection to choose from, darling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat turnips" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT TURNIPS Floyd | Floyd | You're already wearing a brie rind. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Huh." | |
| Knight_Otu asks, "I guess we can lose our armor?" | ||
| DavidW says, "You can eat the rind and eat something else to replace it." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Ah." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Storeroom 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Storeroom Floyd | Not a chamber often visited by the nobility. Five metal tins against Floyd | the walls, lined in neat rows as barracks beds. One lid has been Floyd | halfway uncurled, and there beneath its foil sardines slumber in oil. Floyd | They'll stir when they're needed downstairs. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find passage to the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x tins" | ||
Floyd ] Storeroom 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X TINS Floyd | Floyd | Each tin comes packed with sardines fin to fin. There's nothing like Floyd | rolling their metal lids away to glimpse those slumbering little fish. Floyd | Rest assured, these are packed with their heads still intact. Only the Floyd | freshest sardines to serve this castle! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat sardines" | ||
Floyd ] Storeroom 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SARDINES Floyd | Floyd | Heavens, yes, why not sample some sardines? One slips right down your Floyd | throat, leaves your lips smacking with oil. Another slips down as Floyd | deliciously. They come packed in tins for a reason, you see. They know Floyd | that one's never enough. When you're done, you have emptied a tin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat sardines" | ||
Floyd ] Storeroom 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SARDINES Floyd | Floyd | More sardines, please. Another tin! You peel its lid backward to Floyd | inhale the oily flavor that wafts from within. Their eyes are open but Floyd | they're fast asleep. These sardines can sleep in your belly once Floyd | you've swallowed them. One, two, three, four, let's stop counting. How Floyd | many come packed in a tin? Not enough! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat sardines" | ||
Floyd ] Storeroom 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SARDINES Floyd | Floyd | You've developed a taste for sardines, it appears. Plunge your hands Floyd | quick into another tin, raise out the oily slumberers, hold them over Floyd | your mouth, then slurp them down. They don't object. They're perfectly Floyd | content to serve someone. Now here's another empty bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat sardines" | ||
Floyd ] Storeroom 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SARDINES Floyd | Floyd | My, at this rate, you'll have eaten the room! Another tin unlidded, Floyd | more sardines pulled from their beds, and more smacks from your lips Floyd | with each swallow. Your cheeks are speckled with their shining scales. Floyd | Your tongue quivers with salt. They are a most addictive dish. Over Floyd | your shoulder goes the empty tin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat sardines" | ||
Floyd ] Storeroom 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SARDINES Floyd | Floyd | At last, the last tin in the room. Savor these slumbering sardines. Floyd | You'll have no more from this storeroom. Peel back their metal lid Floyd | with tenderness. Observe their skin when you lift them aloft, how it Floyd | glistens. They disappear into your mouth, tails sticking through your Floyd | lips till you swallow. Rattle the tin for more; you'll find none left. Floyd | Now lick the oil from your fingertips. There, you've finished. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Storeroom 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Storeroom Floyd | Not a chamber often visited by the nobility. Five metal tins lie Floyd | scattered here and there, their lids unrolled, insides licked clean. Floyd | You could shake them turned upside-down without dislodging any more Floyd | sardines. Someone, it seems, has had a little feast. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find passage to the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Someone, right." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Don't knock your head on vegetables above, enormous bundles that drape Floyd | from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a clump, and turnips Floyd | rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a door leads into the storeroom, westward you'll find the Floyd | gatehouse, and downward a stair spirals into the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gatehouse Floyd | Through a narrow window there's a view across the moat, and through Floyd | another hole a chain with toffee links holds the drawbridge. At a Floyd | table slumbers a havarti guard with a swordfish propped next to him. Floyd | Perhaps those bottles at his feet have something to do with his Floyd | snores. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies a garderobe, and eastward the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x moat" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MOAT Floyd | Floyd | It's difficult to pick out details from this far away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x chain" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CHAIN Floyd | Floyd | Here's how this arrangement works: when everything's all clear below, Floyd | this chain's unwound to lower the drawbridge. Right now it's coiled Floyd | tight to keep the drawbridge closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x guard" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GUARD Floyd | Floyd | He's snoring blissfully. Havarti's no hard cheese but he's gone softer Floyd | than ever from that root beer, forgot his duties, let his knightly Floyd | honor lapse. He'll reap what his habits have sown. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "pedantically, that's actually not how most drawbridges worked" | |
| Jacqueline says, "heh" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x swordfish" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SWORDFISH Floyd | Floyd | You'd not want that fish's proboscis poked into your vital spots. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x bottles" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BOTTLES Floyd | Floyd | It seems there's been a tipple here. Root beer bottles lie scattered, Floyd | drained to their last drops. Shame's not something the castle guards Floyd | imbibe, apparently. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat swordfish" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SWORDFISH Floyd | Floyd | Your throat's a sheath: you chomp the fish, swallow its pointed nose, Floyd | right down it goes. Its swashbuckling days are at an end. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat guard" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GUARD Floyd | Floyd | "What time, Sir Jarlsberg?" he yawns. "By god's bones, root beer fogs Floyd | the faculties…" Floyd | Floyd | First he blinks, and then he rubs his eyes, and then he blinks again. Floyd | It takes him a moment to register what's happening. He lunges for his Floyd | swordfish, finds nothing, stumbles onto his feet gripping thin air. Floyd | Floyd | "Pilfered mine blade, intruder? I'll fistfight thee then!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat guard" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GUARD Floyd | Floyd | Our guard might flail his fists however he pleases, but his havarti's Floyd | no match for your appetite. "Mercy! Hiccup!" he says, but he's inside Floyd | your mouth, you've gobbled his knuckle sandwich. Too late! His soft Floyd | smooth texture almost melts. Floyd | Floyd | He'll prove no further hinderance tonight. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Peregrine hops into the DeLorean and heads off to the future. | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat chain" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CHAIN Floyd | Floyd | This toffee chain won't yield without a crunch. Put your jaw into it! Floyd | You bite and gnaw and nibble, yet its links don't break. Most seem Floyd | slightly too strong to chew, but there's always a weaker one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat chain" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CHAIN Floyd | Floyd | Yes, keep chewing that chain, darling. Eventually you'll find the Floyd | weakest link. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat chain" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CHAIN Floyd | Floyd | Persist, my dear! You're almost there. In just a few more bites, this Floyd | chain is positive to snap. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Somehow I doubt it's the solution this time." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat chain" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CHAIN Floyd | Floyd | Your tongue probes for a fracture: there, you bite. Floyd | Floyd | Broken links lash and rattle through the gatehouse hole. Below there's Floyd | an impact to make the castle quake as the drawbridge descends, and Floyd | buttery brown sweetness floods your mouth to stick between your teeth. Floyd | That's toffee, always sticking somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | When you're done, you pick out the pieces. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Or maybe it is." | |
| DavidW says, "heh" | ||
| DavidW says, "Eat your way to victory." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I wasn't expecting it after it was the right thing for the manacles the first time." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Gatehouse Floyd | Through a narrow window there's a view across the moat. Another hole Floyd | once ran a chain to the drawbridge: no more. Root beer bottles lie Floyd | tumbled beneath a table. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies a garderobe, and eastward the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Garderobe 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Garderobe Floyd | In this room there's a bench, in that bench there's a hole, and that Floyd | hole opens above the moat. Floyd | Floyd | Another guard's bent over the privy. Oh, see him heave! Floyd | Floyd | Eastward you can step back to the gatehouse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x guard" | ||
Floyd ] Garderobe 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GUARD Floyd | Floyd | My word, this jarlsberg guard's gone green. Blame drink. Always blame Floyd | drink. Knights with cow's milk for blood can't be expected to hold Floyd | their root beer. Floyd | Floyd | "Sir Havarti?" he groans. "I'll report back… anon…" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat guard" | ||
Floyd ] Garderobe 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GUARD Floyd | Floyd | "Sir Havarti, thou… thou art not Sir Havarti!" the guard exclaims. Floyd | Floyd | He's still bent over the privy, and seeing you's more surprise than he Floyd | can afford. Floyd | Floyd | Step forward to catch him, but no, you're too slow: he's already Floyd | pitched headfirst through the hole. Down, down he goes into the Floyd | darkened moat, but there's no splash: only a squish, and then silence. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh darn. That one got away. (pause) For now." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Probably would have given us a hole-ache anyway." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gatehouse Floyd | Through a narrow window there's a view across the moat. Another hole Floyd | once ran a chain to the drawbridge: no more. Root beer bottles lie Floyd | tumbled beneath a table. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies a garderobe, and eastward the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Don't knock your head on vegetables above, enormous bundles that drape Floyd | from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a clump, and turnips Floyd | rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a door leads into the storeroom, westward you'll find the Floyd | gatehouse, and downward a stair spirals into the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Pandemonium, thou art a castle kitchen. White toques bob as sardine Floyd | chefs labor over cutting boards and coals, stirring saucepans, Floyd | stuffing pastries, rolling dough as flour thickens the air. Footmen Floyd | teem around counters, poised to carry dishes to the banquet hall. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could follow the footmen; westward a door opens to the Floyd | castle gate; stairs wind upward to the pantry and downward to the Floyd | buttery. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat chefs" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CHEFS Floyd | Floyd | They weren't enough, of course not, those sardines in the storeroom. Floyd | Not when the kitchen's still crowded. Not when you could reach out, Floyd | pack more between your teeth as they were packed into their tins Floyd | before. Floyd | Floyd | They've caught on now. Too late, they'll not escape. Floyd | Floyd | Footmen flop toward the door but you grab tails, raise them aloft, Floyd | drop them into your mouth as you seize chefs thrashing over saucepans, Floyd | across rolled dough. Their bulging eyes bulge even more. Their lips Floyd | glub open in panic. When your lips close, however, that's the end. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat footmen" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT FOOTMEN Floyd | Floyd | I'm afraid I don't see what you mean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Northward lies the banquet hall; westward a doorway opens to the Floyd | castle gate; stairs wind upward to the pantry and downward to the Floyd | buttery. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "You ate all the sardines in the Kitchen." | |
| DavidW says, "Chefs and footmen together." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I see." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Banquet Hall Floyd | Gaze down the hall and you'll gaze down a valley between smashed Floyd | dishes. Above that valley rotates a boned chandelier, below that Floyd | chandelier a table stretches the hall's length, and around that table Floyd | is ranged the Amuse-Bouche Quartet: Earl Escargot, Dame Demitasse, Floyd | Frypan Fredrick, and Mistress Caviar. Tonight their choices dwindle Floyd | with only canapés, bruschetta, steak tartare, and deviled eggs Floyd | remaining. Floyd | Floyd | Frypan Fredrick rakes the deviled eggs into his mouth. Floyd | Floyd | "Oh dear, where are the footmen?" asks Earl Escargot. "They've Floyd | disappeared. At this rate we'll finish the last hors d'oeuvres any Floyd | minute. I must eat more. I can't stop now!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat dame" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT DAME Floyd | Floyd | "I'd keep my distance," says Dame Demitasse. "At this rate, these hors Floyd | d'oeuvres won't last, and don't dare think you'll get any." Floyd | Floyd | Frypan Fredrick gobbles the steak tartare quick as a snapped finger. Floyd | Floyd | "Don't start eyeballing me," says Mistress Caviar. "Get any fresh Floyd | ideas and I'll get some fresh ideas to match yours. Perhaps I'm Floyd | getting fresh ideas now. You're not the only one who eats hors Floyd | d'oeuvres around this place." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat chandelier" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CHANDELIER Floyd | Floyd | Stick out your tongue: there's drippings caught from the candles. Floyd | Floyd | Frypan Fredrick reaches for the bruschetta but the earl ensnares the Floyd | plate, tugging until he's shoveled everything into his throat. Frypan Floyd | watches with a forlorn ribbit. Floyd | Floyd | "You're such a handsome frog, Fredrick. Did you know?" asks Dame Floyd | Demitasse. "Bones with good meat on them, and fried in all the right Floyd | places. A lady could just gobble you right up." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat escargot" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ESCARGOT Floyd | Floyd | "We aren't that desperate yet, are we?" whimpers the earl. "Not while Floyd | we still have some hors d'oeuvres…" Floyd | Floyd | "Give that to me!" says Mistress Caviar, holding the canapés as Earl Floyd | Escargot attempts to rip the platter from her roe. His tentacles slip Floyd | loose and she engulfs the dish. Floyd | Floyd | "Oh, oh, without hors d'oeuvres I'll starve!" the earl exclaims. "I'll Floyd | shrivel in my shell. I'll waste away!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat escargot" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ESCARGOT Floyd | Floyd | "No, no!" says Earl Escargot. "We mustn't stoop to that level. I still Floyd | mourn for Pierre Canard…" Floyd | Floyd | "Stay there," commands Dame Demitasse. "Don't hop, Fredrick. Don't Floyd | move." Floyd | Floyd | There's your cue, Fredrick: hop, hop for your life! Floyd | Floyd | She's snatched him by one pointed toe, stabbed shards through his Floyd | crackow, her arms cracking as she drags Frypan over the table. His Floyd | battered fingers scrabble for something to grip. Plates clatter to the Floyd | floor, and now there's an ear-splitting splinter as Dame Demitasse Floyd | opens her jaws. Look at those jagged porcelain fangs! Frypan Fredrick Floyd | looks close enough when they chomp down around his breaded head. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Banquet Hall Floyd | Gaze down the hall and you'll gaze down a valley between smashed Floyd | dishes. Above that valley rotates a boned chandelier, below that Floyd | chandelier a table stretches the hall's length, and around that table Floyd | prowl Earl Escargot, Dame Demitasse, and Mistress Caviar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat caviar" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CAVIAR Floyd | Floyd | "Lovely," says Mistress Caviar. "Yes, snuggle right here, closer, Floyd | sweetheart, closer and I'll show you a good time. Let me just wrap my Floyd | roe around your shoulders—wait, don't bite! That doesn't mean to bite Floyd | harder! No, don't swallow!" Floyd | Floyd | Her black pearls almost purr as you pack them into your mouth, rolling Floyd | across your palate, popping with rich salted bursts. You hold the sea Floyd | upon your tongue. You hold the rarest sturgeon's ancient taste, subtle Floyd | as butter, decadent as macadamia, mild, refined. Floyd | Floyd | Meanwhile there's a shriek across the room as Earl Escargot guzzles Floyd | Dame Demitasse, tentacles coiled around her handles. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat escargot" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ESCARGOT Floyd | Floyd | "Oh my, that glimmer in your eye… I don't care for it," says Earl Floyd | Escargot. "Actually, I doubt we would agree with each other. No, put Floyd | that fork back onto the table. A fork won't do you any good. Oh, no, Floyd | there's no need for a fork!" Floyd | Floyd | He rocks back with a crash; upward you roll atop his shell, fork Floyd | plunged into his face, yanking the earl out yard by yard to rehouse Floyd | him inside your mouth. Garlic butter and parsley drip between your Floyd | teeth. "I should have never been so succulent!" are his last words, Floyd | and then you tilt his shell to slurp the sauce. Floyd | Floyd | Across the floor, skin fractured, spills Dame Demitasse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x demitasse" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X DEMITASSE Floyd | Floyd | Fine porcelain flesh, veins patterned cobalt blue beneath the glaze, Floyd | teacup eyelids, ceramic handles curving from her skull, that skull's Floyd | cap sawn and sundered with coffee brimming inside: here's the Floyd | magnificent Dame Demitasse. She exhales steam. Roasted aromas, wooden, Floyd | malted, floral, toasted, waft in her wake. Perhaps each time she lifts Floyd | her arm, her china chips a little more, joints delicately splintering, Floyd | but no beauty was ever forged without pain poured into the crucible. Floyd | Floyd | "That stupid snail," murmurs Dame Demitasse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat her" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HER Floyd | Floyd | "I knew you were suspicious," says Dame Demitasse. "It's the dungeon Floyd | where you belong! You'll bleed for this!" Floyd | Floyd | Cream—banish it; and sugar—sacrilege. Her body's brewed with depth Floyd | blackness alone could sound. Down, down you drink her coffee and down, Floyd | down your tastebuds plunge into a richness roasted, velvet with Floyd | flavors imparted by the darkest drips. All that's bitter is glimpsing Floyd | her bottom once you've drained it. Nothing remains but shattered Floyd | porcelain with cobalt veins. Floyd | Floyd | Frypan Fredrick hops from the broken heap. His hop's lopsided: some Floyd | tendon twisted. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat frederick" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT FREDERICK Floyd | Floyd | I'm afraid I don't see what you mean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat fredrick" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT FREDRICK Floyd | Floyd | Zounds, sirrah! How you leap even limping! Frypan's reluctant, as you Floyd | may well understand, to have himself swallowed again. He jumps onto Floyd | the banquet table, crouches, rotates on his haunches, and out shoots Floyd | his tongue to batter you with fried batter. Crumbs scatter. Stumble Floyd | back, regain your balance, never surrender. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat fredrick" | ||
Floyd ] Banquet Hall 1/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT FREDRICK Floyd | Floyd | Pounce, my dear, pounce before Frypan pounces. No, not here, Floyd | here; no, not there, there. His fried legs fly over Floyd | your head. Dishes break when he lands. He's left, right, near, far, Floyd | tripped—yes, tripped on his long pointed toes. Haute couture takes Floyd | another toll. You have him, no, you don't have him: he's leapt to Floyd | seize the chandelier. He swings most wildly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat fredrick" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT FREDRICK Floyd | Floyd | You must know what you want… well, maybe, perhaps… not this… or Floyd | that… Floyd | something else… we don't care for it… but on second thought… take Floyd | it Floyd | away… no, bring it back… enough, you'll eat what you've been Floyd | served, Floyd | and you'll like it. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | and you'll like it. Floyd | You jump. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | You jump. Floyd | Shadows race across walls, chased by the swinging chandelier. Frypan Floyd | scrambles higher but your teeth sink into his ankles. His tongue Floyd | tangles the candlesticks. No more swinging: he's straining as you yank Floyd | him down, each gulp another tug. Tender meat shreds. Grease coats your Floyd | throat. Breadcrumbs crumble. He croaks. Floyd | Floyd | Into the banquet hall crashes the chandelier, table smashed, ends Floyd | upturned, cutlery raining as the ceiling collapses. Sardine tins Floyd | tumble through the broken storeroom floor. Discarded dishes slide to Floyd | bury everything in shattered crockery, and out you topple into the Floyd | kitchen, still licking Frypan's grease from your fingers. With that, Floyd | we do hereby adjourn this evening's meeting of the Amuse-Bouche Floyd | Quartet. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | Quartet. Floyd | Second course: eaten. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 2/6 Floyd | Second course: eaten. Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Four more courses to go." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | There's barely room to peer inside now that the ceiling's caved. Only Floyd | rubble and smashed dishes still settling in pockets under the debris. Floyd | This banquet hall will hold no further feasts. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x gate" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GATE Floyd | Floyd | No less sturdy than the drawbridge are these walls that create the Floyd | gate itself. They're soda bread, extremely hard, and no might you Floyd | muster will bring them down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x drawbridge" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X DRAWBRIDGE Floyd | Floyd | Biscotti planks hammered into a bridge. Knock these planks, slam them, Floyd | batter their biscotti with a ram and they won't give a chip for all Floyd | the force you've thrust into the endeavor. There's little else as Floyd | durable as good strong biscotti. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | One cabbage chirps as Jenny tucks its leaves into a nursery. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X JENNY Floyd | Floyd | A lettucehead like hers would break the widest wheelbarrow and command Floyd | every ribbon at the fair. Put away your spades and seedling dreams, Floyd | farmhands; you're through. Pearl onions at her maize earlobes. Ripe Floyd | cherry cheeks. Jenny, let's see your carrot jaws. A rather sharkish Floyd | smile, hasn't she? Quell your concerns and count your blessings she's Floyd | no predator. Soil's her standard fare, the richer, fouler the better. Floyd | After a battle, when the land's imbued with rot, flowers still bloom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x beds" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BEDS Floyd | Floyd | Her little charges snuggle in their little beds. Bald cabbage heads Floyd | wrapped in thick cabbage leaves. They coo, they do, they gurgle and Floyd | they mewl, these savoy babes tucked in neat nursery rows. Jenny's at Floyd | one plot or another attending their chirps. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cabbage" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CABBAGE Floyd | Floyd | Her little charges snuggle in their little beds. Bald cabbage heads Floyd | wrapped in thick cabbage leaves. They coo, they do, they gurgle and Floyd | they mewl, these savoy babes tucked in neat nursery rows. Jenny's at Floyd | one plot or another attending their chirps. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jennx" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNX Floyd | Floyd | I'm afraid I don't see what you mean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNY Floyd | Floyd | Jog after Jenny Lettucehead, will you? Perhaps you've got it in your Floyd | mind to sample her salad, but you'll harvest nothing as long as she's Floyd | hauling herself from bed to bed. Tuck in a cabbage here, arrange one Floyd | there, she's on the move. Her vines whip wild at her sides. You're Floyd | never close enough to nab a bite. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat cabbage" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CABBAGE Floyd | Floyd | Fasten one eye to Jenny as you pull a cabbage from a bed. Brush down Floyd | those leaves, shake out soil, before munching its head, and then Floyd | notice too late that Jenny's heard the crunch. She's turned toward Floyd | you, and what she does is smile with delight. What's her work worth Floyd | without stomachs to feed? Go on and finish munching. You've her Floyd | approval. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat cabbage" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CABBAGE Floyd | Floyd | You'll eat another cabbage babe. Knock it about to loosen clods, peel Floyd | back the leaves around its face, chomp down, savor the crunch. No Floyd | preparation necessary for a tender head this crisp and young. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balance Gallery Floyd | Northward a gleaming golden door would lead into the chapel, but it's Floyd | sealed. Beneath your feet, the floor's plated with silver polished to Floyd | a mirror's shine. Floyd | Floyd | Westward and eastward you'll find tapestried chambers, and southward's Floyd | the courtyard. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X DOOR Floyd | Floyd | No hinge, no handle, no keyhole or crack is to be seen. Floyd | Floyd | As you stand in the gallery, the floor sinks and you hear a hidden Floyd | contraption click click. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Eastern Tapestry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | When you leave the gallery, its floor rises again. Floyd | Floyd | Eastern Tapestry Floyd | Across the eastern wall's hung a great tapestry woven with warfare and Floyd | carnage. Your heart would have thundered in the skirmish sewn through Floyd | these threads, wherein this castle's pretender found herself driven Floyd | into exile. Ah, what a bloody rout that was. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the balance gallery, stairs wind upward into the bower Floyd | and downward to the armory, and southward the banquet hall has Floyd | collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "A door not made out of food? What madness is this?" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "I'm at least assuming it's actual gold." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Bower Floyd | Overhead's spread the nighttime sky. What once was a bower's now mere Floyd | rubble with crumbled walls. Whipped-cream clouds conceal the moon, Floyd | floating just close enough to taste, and there's a chill to make your Floyd | blood run cold. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the scriptorium, and downward are stairs to the eastern Floyd | tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I suppose I can't spoil the secret." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x clouds" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CLOUDS Floyd | Floyd | Only the thinnest moonlight leaks through these whipped-cream masses. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Yes please don't." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x moon" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MOON Floyd | Floyd | The moon's cloud-cloaked. Staring alone won't unveil it. Floyd | Floyd | A breeze carries soft sobbing to your ears. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > LISTEN Floyd | Floyd | I'll tell you everything you need to hear. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "That sounds a bit like last week's Swigian." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Scriptorium 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Scriptorium Floyd | Wisdom's stored here, the richest this world knows: how to cook well. Floyd | Lox bookcases abound with shelves exceptionally stocked. You'll find Floyd | more than one page worth your perusal if you're after instruction in Floyd | how to prepare, say, four more courses for a feast. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's passage to the solar, eastward lies the bower, and Floyd | southward you'll walk out onto a balcony. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Truth" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x bookcases" | ||
Floyd ] Scriptorium 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BOOKCASES Floyd | Floyd | More recipes are stocked on these pink salmon shelves than you've got Floyd | time to read, but here's a few you might find flavorful: Appyl Floyd | Fryturs, Befe Farsed, Capons yn Dorre, Floyd | Chawden for a Swan, Dowcetts, Gallentyne, Floyd | Gardyn Grynes, Genoa Ryse, Gurnard, Floyd | Lachrymose Supe, Lamprays, Mortrose of Floyd | Fyshe, Ordyrves, Pecoke, Podyng, Floyd | Pokerounce, Samon Rostyd, Swete Mylke, Floyd | Tarts Owte of Lente, and Vyneagyr. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x bookcases" | ||
Floyd ] Scriptorium 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BOOKCASES Floyd | Floyd | More recipes are stocked on these pink salmon shelves than you've got Floyd | time to read, but here's a few you might find flavorful: Appyl Floyd | Fryturs, Befe Farsed, Capons yn Dorre, Floyd | Chawden for a Swan, Dowcetts, Gallentyne, Floyd | Gardyn Grynes, Genoa Ryse, Gurnard, Floyd | Lachrymose Supe, Lamprays, Mortrose of Floyd | Fyshe, Ordyrves, Pecoke, Podyng, Floyd | Pokerounce, Samon Rostyd, Swete Mylke, Floyd | Tarts Owte of Lente, and Vyneagyr. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Not random, so we might need some of these." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balcony Floyd | Mind where you put your weight when you look downward into the Floyd | courtyard. This wafer balustrade's not the thickest with piroulines Floyd | for posts. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return indoors to the scriptorium. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Iria arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | Iria asks, "What's playing today?" | |
| DavidW says, "'Eat Me'" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "It's called Eat Me." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x wafer" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X WAFER Floyd | Floyd | Before our gardener reclaimed the yard, here's where this castle's Floyd | pretender would stand, beside the balustrade, to greet supplicants Floyd | gathered underneath. Few now brave pilgrimage. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks (of Iria), "Did you know that you can type 'who floyd' and it will say what game he's playing?" | |
| Iria says (to Jacqueline), "Thanks." | ||
| Iria says (to DavidW), "Thanks." | ||
| Iria says (to Knight_Otu), "Thanks." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat wafer" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT WAFER Floyd | Floyd | Quick work, quick work indeed. Upon meeting your tongue, the wafer's Floyd | porous bread practically melts. More resilient, the piroulines, whose Floyd | balusters crunch as biscuits should crunch. Hazelnut chocolate fills Floyd | their spiral tubes. You've bitten them to stumps now, look at that: Floyd | this balustrade barely remains. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x balustrade" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BALUSTRADE Floyd | Floyd | Before our gardener reclaimed the yard, here's where this castle's Floyd | pretender would stand to greet supplicants gathered underneath. Few Floyd | now brave pilgrimage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat wafer" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT WAFER Floyd | Floyd | Hardly much left to nibble here. Lick your finger and press it to the Floyd | stumps; some crumbs stick; lick that finger clean. The slightest Floyd | hazelnut flavor lingers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Balcony Floyd | Nothing remains to gird the balcony now you've nibbled its balustrade. Floyd | A step over the edge would plunge a person downward into the Floyd | courtyard. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return indoors to the scriptorium. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Scriptorium 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Scriptorium Floyd | Wisdom's stored here, the richest this world knows: how to cook well. Floyd | Lox bookcases abound with shelves exceptionally stocked. You'll find Floyd | more than one page worth your perusal if you're after instruction in Floyd | how to prepare, say, four more courses for a feast. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's passage to the solar, eastward lies the bower, and Floyd | southward you'll walk out onto a balcony. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. Less appetizing's that Floyd | cage in the corner, where a carrion crow hunches behind nougat bars, Floyd | watching the room. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | Iria asks, "Marshmallow pillows?" | |
| Iria hoohoohoohoohoohoos! | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x omelettes" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X OMELETTES Floyd | Floyd | A proper egg hunt's a noble affair. You'd marvel at the spectacle. Floyd | It's no mere traipse into the woods. No, it needs hounds and hunters Floyd | in braces, and horns ringing over treetops, and there's always a Floyd | valiant struggle when the eggs are driven from their nests. Once Floyd | they've been cracked, their yolks make the most lovely rugs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x brazier" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BRAZIER Floyd | Floyd | Scorpion peppers scramble inside the brazier, swarming over each other Floyd | with talons ablaze. One prick from their stingers would ignite your Floyd | tongue. Quite ill-advised. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x peppers" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X PEPPERS Floyd | Floyd | Scorpion peppers scramble inside the brazier, swarming over each other Floyd | with talons ablaze. One prick from their stingers would ignite your Floyd | tongue. Quite ill-advised. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x couches" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X COUCHES Floyd | Floyd | Although no one's attendant now, this solar's where the castle's Floyd | gentry withdraw for a moment's calm. Little can ease a body like a Floyd | warm lard couch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x pillows" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X PILLOWS Floyd | Floyd | Even goose down would make a sorry bed for any head accustomed to Floyd | resting upon these pillows. They're unparalleled. Floyd | Floyd | > | Roger says, "A solar is where you go to be sole, ie, alone" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cage" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CAGE Floyd | Floyd | A birdcage filigreed with white nougat more priceless than white gold. Floyd | Most birds would peck right through the bars, but not the crow Floyd | enclosed. It's only got an appetite for guts, and turns its beak up at Floyd | everything else. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks (of Roger), "Is that what it means?" | |
| Roger exclaims (at DavidW), "yep!" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I had expected a sunroom of some sort." | ||
| DavidW says, "huh. I thought it meant a sun room, a place to enjoy sunlight." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x crow" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CROW Floyd | Floyd | When soldiers lose their guts in war, crows find them on the Floyd | battlefield. Now here's a crow fed on burst bellies aplenty. Its Floyd | feathers drip with carrion. Its beak's a splintered bone. Its eyes are Floyd | ruby hemorrhoids in its head. Floyd | Floyd | "Let me out! Let me out!" caws the crow. "I'll eat intestines when I'm Floyd | free. They keep me in this cage to cage my appetite. Release me! Let Floyd | me out!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Letting out the crow seems a spectacularly bad idea. Then again, I'm not sure we have intestines as such." | |
| DavidW says, "No unwinnable moves." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, but still." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Baron's Cabinet Floyd | Before a giant fireplace sits a figure with proportions to match: the Floyd | Baron d'Boeuf at his private suppertime. Oh how he hulks above your Floyd | head, high, high enough to scrape the ceiling were he hunched merely a Floyd | thumb's breadth less. He's engaged picking morsels from a basket at Floyd | his feet, packing them down his gullet with a sirloin fist. Floyd | Floyd | He lifts a pepper out, swallows before it's even been chewed properly. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x fireplace" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X FIREPLACE Floyd | Floyd | Thank goodness that this fireplace has not been kindled to its Floyd | greatest blaze, otherwise such a monstrous hearth would toast you for Floyd | nearness. It's more than large enough to step inside. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x baron" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BARON Floyd | Floyd | What is a baron but a cut above the rest? You'll find no figure Floyd | fashioned from finer flank steak, more succulent sirloin, more Floyd | rib-sticking ribs or more chop-smacking chops. His very limbs are Floyd | tenderloin, his belly brisket, and his rump what else but rump, the Floyd | rarest, plumpest rump? Two rib-eyes set above fat marbled cheeks, Floyd | filet lips basted in gravy, a tongue to make tongues marinate with Floyd | watering. People in his palm would be mere pawns; he is outsized; he Floyd | is prime certified; he is the Baron d'Boeuf for a reason: none other Floyd | can match his mass on a scale. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x basket" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BASKET Floyd | Floyd | An overflowing cornucopia. His basket brims with vegetables worthy to Floyd | garnish roasts for royalty—spanish onions, green peppers, garlic Floyd | bulbs—and every other minute down the baron's arm comes reaching for Floyd | another bite. He swallows whole. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat basket" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BASKET Floyd | Floyd | You crawl into the basket but you've no chance to eat anything before Floyd | the Baron d'Boeuf seizes you. There's the floor gaining distance as Floyd | you're lifted high into the air. His mouth opens—and then he looks at Floyd | you. Floyd | Floyd | "You're not a vegetable," he says. "Begone! Cheese isn't on my menu Floyd | this evening." Floyd | Floyd | He drops you back onto the ground. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "aha" | |
| DavidW says, "I didn't try that as a cheese." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I suppose we want to eat the guy from inside then." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. Less appetizing's that Floyd | cage in the corner, where a carrion crow hunches behind nougat bars, Floyd | watching the room. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Western Tapestry Floyd | Across the western wall's another tapestry embroidered with a grand Floyd | combat, in which this castle's vilest invader, the mouse king, had his Floyd | tail chopped. Milk flows into the chamber from the south, streaming Floyd | through breadstick grates set in the floor. Floyd | Floyd | A durkha guard stands, southward, at the entrance into the great hall. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the balance gallery; upward a staircase runs to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x guard" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GUARD Floyd | Floyd | Some guardsmen make others scramble: here's such a one. He towers at Floyd | the threshold into the great hall, armored in a rind heavier than Floyd | stone, harder than steel. That's durkha, my dear, champion amongst Floyd | cheeses, aged for decades until its curds could crack an overeager Floyd | jaw. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat guard" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GUARD Floyd | Floyd | It won't be easy, darling… he's gigantic… hurl yourself into the Floyd | fight, there, grab his leg, take a deep bite! What's that, your teeth Floyd | won't penetrate his rind? And now he's got you by the scruff? We all Floyd | miscalculate our strength sometimes. Floyd | Floyd | "Weakling," says the durkha guard, tossing you back. "Thou art no Floyd | match." Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, that was what I thought." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. Less appetizing's that Floyd | cage in the corner, where a carrion crow hunches behind nougat bars, Floyd | watching the room. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Scriptorium 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Scriptorium Floyd | Wisdom's stored here, the richest this world knows: how to cook well. Floyd | Lox bookcases abound with shelves exceptionally stocked. You'll find Floyd | more than one page worth your perusal if you're after instruction in Floyd | how to prepare, say, four more courses for a feast. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's passage to the solar, eastward lies the bower, and Floyd | southward you'll walk out onto a balcony. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bower Floyd | Overhead's spread the nighttime sky. What once was a bower's now mere Floyd | rubble with crumbled walls. Whipped-cream clouds conceal the moon, Floyd | floating just close enough to taste, and there's a chill to make your Floyd | blood run cold. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the scriptorium, and downward are stairs to the eastern Floyd | tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Eastern Tapestry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Eastern Tapestry Floyd | Across the eastern wall's hung a great tapestry woven with warfare and Floyd | carnage. Your heart would have thundered in the skirmish sewn through Floyd | these threads, wherein this castle's pretender found herself driven Floyd | into exile. Ah, what a bloody rout that was. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the balance gallery, stairs wind upward into the bower Floyd | and downward to the armory, and southward the banquet hall has Floyd | collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Armory Floyd | Inhale that wondrous mouldering stench: fine cheeses stacked in Floyd | ripening rows. A monger's cellar wouldn't boast a breadth more Floyd | noseworthy. There's brie and cantal, gloucester, blue stilton and red Floyd | leicester, morbier, spermyse, and maroilles amongst others heaped deep Floyd | in shadow. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's the undercroft, and upward a staircase curves to the Floyd | eastern tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, with no Floyd | one left to ensure prisoners stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (east cell) Floyd | Against one wall towers a pastry maiden with its cage ajar, and in Floyd | that cage a secret passage leads southward through the toothpicks. Floyd | Although their panel's been sprung wide, a skewered corpse still Floyd | dangles from the spikes. Floyd | Floyd | Westward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You creep through the secret passage. Floyd | Floyd | Buttery Floyd | Down here the air is cool and dry and still. Along the walls are Floyd | stacked the castle's butts, rack upon rack, enormous barrels corked to Floyd | keep fine beverages in store. The greatest barrel's opened to reveal a Floyd | hidden passage to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a staircase runs to the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Don't knock your head on vegetables above, enormous bundles that drape Floyd | from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a clump, and turnips Floyd | rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Westward you'll find the gatehouse, downward a stair spirals into the Floyd | kitchen, but northward the storeroom's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat rind" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT RIND Floyd | Floyd | You devour the brie rind. You're unarmored again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat eggplant" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT EGGPLANT Floyd | Floyd | Burrow into an eggplant. Eat out its spongy white insides until the Floyd | purple peel's empty and you can ease into its skin. Yes, what a regal Floyd | uniform that eggplant makes. Quite refined livery. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "It might've been quicker to get here via the courtyard." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, it occured to me after the fact, but then I was committed." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | She's rocking one cabbage to sleep, her vines laced into a cradle. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balance Gallery Floyd | Northward a gleaming golden door would lead into the chapel, but it's Floyd | sealed. Beneath your feet, the floor's plated with silver polished to Floyd | a mirror's shine. Floyd | Floyd | Westward and eastward you'll find tapestried chambers, and southward's Floyd | the courtyard. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Western Tapestry Floyd | Across the western wall's another tapestry embroidered with a grand Floyd | combat, in which this castle's vilest invader, the mouse king, had his Floyd | tail chopped. Milk flows into the chamber from the south, streaming Floyd | through breadstick grates set in the floor. Floyd | Floyd | A durkha guard stands, southward, at the entrance into the great hall. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the balance gallery; upward a staircase runs to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x tapestry" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X TAPESTRY Floyd | Floyd | All larders attract vermin, and the more well stocked the larder, the Floyd | more vicious the vermin. You'd never fathom what waves were repulsed Floyd | from this castle, what rodents swarmed the walls, until one midnight Floyd | when the chimes were ringing came the mouse king with his seven heads Floyd | to the vanguard. He'll die forever in this tapestry, slain by a golden Floyd | virge in nobler combat, by a truer monarch, than vermin ever deserved Floyd | to fight. Judge for yourself, darling, the portrait's faithfulness, Floyd | how excellent its threads capture such fey beauty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. Less appetizing's that Floyd | cage in the corner, where a carrion crow hunches behind nougat bars, Floyd | watching the room. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Baron's Cabinet Floyd | Before a giant fireplace sits a figure with proportions to match: the Floyd | Baron d'Boeuf at his private suppertime. Oh how he hulks above your Floyd | head, high, high enough to scrape the ceiling were he hunched merely a Floyd | thumb's breadth less. He's engaged picking morsels from a basket at Floyd | his feet, packing them down his gullet with a sirloin fist. Floyd | Floyd | "You'll do nicely," he says, pulling a spanish onion from the pile's Floyd | peak. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat basket" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BASKET Floyd | Floyd | You heft yourself into the baron's basket, tumble down amongst his Floyd | vegetables, but you're not there one instant when he grasps you in his Floyd | palm. Bratwurst fingers surround you. You're raised almost to the roof Floyd | to meet his maw. Floyd | Floyd | "An aubergine?" he says. "Lovely." | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | "An aubergine?" he says. "Lovely." Floyd | He swallows you. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | He swallows you. Floyd | You slide along esophageal membranes until you're emptied out into the Floyd | baron's… | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] First Stomach 2/6 Floyd | baron's… Floyd | First Stomach Floyd | You've been engulfed into a butcher's dream: steak, steak galore, Floyd | walls plastered with pastrami, roast beef pillars rising into Floyd | porterhouse arches, meatloaf squishing beneath your weight. Gravy Floyd | saliva gushes from the baron's throat above. Around you floats debris Floyd | from his past meals: broken chairs, bedposts, bookcases, curtains, Floyd | even one rotting horse still tethered to its cart. He's eaten more Floyd | than vegetables in his heyday. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x steak" | ||
Floyd ] Second Stomach 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X STEAK Floyd | Floyd | You're sinking, darling, down into the gravy, deeper through the meat. Floyd | Muscles contract around you. Somewhere some great sphincter opens and Floyd | squeezes you through its tube. There's no time for sightseeing when Floyd | you're being digested. Floyd | Floyd | Second Stomach Floyd | At every side, smashed architecture leans, castles entire piled Floyd | against cottages and mansions and wrecked towers whose spires jut Floyd | through cascading acid falls. A countryside ruined lines this stomach Floyd | with toppled walls. Rumbles upset the rubble. Stones clatter and Floyd | brickwork breaks. The baron's working to process more than tonight's Floyd | supper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat baron" | ||
Floyd ] Third Stomach 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BARON Floyd | Floyd | Another vegetable comes down the pipe and clobbers you. This one's a Floyd | great potato. What a bump it makes! Again the baron's gut convulses, Floyd | more muscles contract, and you're sucked through another sphincter's Floyd | lips. Floyd | Floyd | Third Stomach Floyd | Now you're in deep, and not alone. Halfway-digested heaps gleam in the Floyd | dripping dark. Look closer and you'll see them looking back. They Floyd | moan, although they won't move far, not rendered into chyme. What was Floyd | an oyster duchess leaks across a lobster gentleman's boiled red claws. Floyd | Oatmeal courtiers have softened into sludge. Rooster feet twitch, Floyd | tendons gelatinous. They've been stewing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat baron" | ||
Floyd ] Fourth Stomach 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BARON Floyd | Floyd | They may have feeble hands, these eaten souls, but they have hands and Floyd | hands and hands. You're swamped, pulled deeper by hands, hands, until Floyd | you can't glimpse anything but hands—and then the suction's got your Floyd | feet, and slurp you've gone downward once more. Floyd | Floyd | Fourth Stomach Floyd | All's calm here in the baron's deepest pit. No clutter but a single Floyd | candle burning on a small table. A black figure sits at that table, Floyd | carving vegetables with knife and fork. It's blacker than a shadow, Floyd | blacker than blackness. Its silhouette resembles the baron. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x figure" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > X FIGURE Floyd | Floyd | As you watch, the figure cuts an eggplant and lifts one slice to where Floyd | most people have mouths. It has no features, no contours illuminated Floyd | by the candle's flame. All light's absorbed completely into its Floyd | shadow. | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||
Floyd | shadow. Floyd | It doesn't eat the eggplant. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | It doesn't eat the eggplant. Floyd | No, instead it shifts to look at you, lowers its fork again. Now Floyd | something spreads across its head: little white teeth smiling. Your Floyd | vision's filled with the figure's blackness. No matter where you turn, Floyd | there's nothing else. You cannot see the candle, or the table, or the Floyd | stomach that's enclosing you. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | stomach that's enclosing you. Floyd | You've been swallowed again. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Val sans Retour 2/6 Floyd | Floyd | Val sans Retour Floyd | Nothing but nothing surrounds you. A darkness deeper than the eyeless Floyd | know. Well, dear, you're in a pickle now. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x darkness" | ||
Floyd ] Val sans Retour 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X DARKNESS Floyd | Floyd | Distance and substance mean nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat darkness" | ||
Floyd ] Val sans Retour 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT DARKNESS Floyd | Floyd | You can't eat the abyss. It's eaten you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat darkness" | ||
Floyd ] Val sans Retour 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT DARKNESS Floyd | Floyd | You can't eat the abyss. It's eaten you. Floyd | Floyd | Wait one moment, what's that? Something else swallowed into the dark. Floyd | You're drifting closer, or perhaps you've always been this close. In Floyd | fact, drifting's hardly the word. Your feet might be on nothing yet Floyd | they're planted firm. Floyd | Floyd | Why, goodness, it's a woman. She's known better nights. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x woman" | ||
Floyd ] Val sans Retour 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X WOMAN Floyd | Floyd | She's swooned, frame wasted thin. Each muscle's just as visible as Floyd | though her flesh were flayed, and lines divide her body as they would Floyd | a butcher's chart. Spotted gossamer silk trails from her horned Floyd | headdress. Floyd | Floyd | "Please, please," she says, "take me away…" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x headdress" | ||
Floyd ] Val sans Retour 2/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X HEADDRESS Floyd | Floyd | All that's left from her courtly days, however long ago those were. Floyd | She's been inside the baron's gut longer than some kingdoms survive. Floyd | He'd be nothing, you see, without her anchoring his appetite. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat woman" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT WOMAN Floyd | Floyd | "I'm not even myself," she says. "It's been too long… I'm spread too Floyd | thin… trapped in here… and out there… open your mouth… I'd Floyd | rather be… Floyd | anywhere else…" | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | anywhere else…" Floyd | It's not polite to make a lady wait. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | It's not polite to make a lady wait. Floyd | She crawls into your jaws, one stomach traded for another. No sooner Floyd | have her toes slipped past your lips than the abyss shatters. You're Floyd | weightless, falling, shadows splintered, and your impact punches back Floyd | through the baron's belly. Floyd | Floyd | Light blinds you. There's the roaring fireplace, and there's the Baron Floyd | d'Boeuf roaring too—with stomachache. He can't contain what he's Floyd | consumed. His bottomless gut's bottomless no more. Doubled over, he Floyd | heaves his own insides out through his throat, gravy and steaks and Floyd | sausages and meatballs and roast beef, everything that he's ever Floyd | swallowed, everything from his basket, and your mouth's open for the Floyd | feast. When he's finished, you're finished with him, and he's finished Floyd | for good. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | for good. Floyd | Third course: eaten. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 3/6 Floyd | Third course: eaten. Floyd | Baron's Cabinet Floyd | A giant fireplace burns in a vacant room. Without the baron here to Floyd | dwarf its size, the flames seem to lash higher than ever. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Halfway there" | |
| DavidW says, "yes" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x fireplace" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X FIREPLACE Floyd | Floyd | Thank goodness that this fireplace has not been kindled to its Floyd | greatest blaze, otherwise such a monstrous hearth would toast you for Floyd | nearness. It's more than large enough to step inside. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "enter pireplace" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > ENTER PIREPLACE Floyd | Floyd | I'm afraid I don't see what you mean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "enter fireplace" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > ENTER FIREPLACE Floyd | Floyd | You tiptoe carefully around the flames. Floyd | Floyd | Fireplace Floyd | Sweat beads your brow. Heat ripples in the air above the hearth. Stand Floyd | far against the fireplace's rearmost wall, where barbecue sauce oozes Floyd | down the bricks; there you'll have space to skirt the blaze. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you'd inch back to the baron's cabinet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x sauce" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SAUCE Floyd | Floyd | Globs glisten as the firelight flickers. Your nostrils inhale vinegar Floyd | mingled with mustard, paprika, cayenne. Glorious sauce, why baste Floyd | these bricks when you could baste a tongue? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat sauce" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SAUCE Floyd | Floyd | You plant your hands into the sauce, lean forward and lick, lick. Floyd | Mesquite flavors both savory and sweet thrill down your throat. You'd Floyd | gulp this barbecue sauce by the gallon with delight. There's something Floyd | strange, though, underneath the sauce. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Fireplace Floyd | Sweat beads your brow. Heat ripples in the air above the hearth. Stand Floyd | far against the fireplace's rearmost wall, where barbecue sauce oozes Floyd | down the bricks; there you'll have space to skirt the blaze. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you'd inch back to the baron's cabinet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x strange" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X STRANGE Floyd | Floyd | Globs glisten as the firelight flickers. Your nostrils inhale vinegar Floyd | mingled with mustard, paprika, cayenne. Glorious sauce, why baste Floyd | these bricks when you could baste a tongue? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat sauce" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SAUCE Floyd | Floyd | Hullo, what's this? You keep licking until you've licked the last glob Floyd | from the bricks, and then you stand back, cleaning your fingers. Here Floyd | at the fireplace's rear you've found a concealed door built in the Floyd | wall. Its opening leads down into a narrow spiral stair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | As you spiral downward, the air cools. Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (south end) Floyd | That's iron you smell, little one. No wonder when the walls run red, Floyd | your footsteps slide on bloody flags, and every corner's heaped with Floyd | broken bones. Midway down the hall rests a great cow whose bulk traps Floyd | her within the room, pinioned between the walls, unable to reverse and Floyd | see what's happened to her southern side. She has been hacked, she has Floyd | been half-butchered, her ribs sawn and her muscles rent to leave a Floyd | cavern in her flank. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a hidden stair leads to the baron's fireplace. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cow" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X COW Floyd | Floyd | O mighty cow, what meat you might provide. You are a meat-filled Floyd | mountainside! Miners could labor underneath your skin, unearth cuts Floyd | marbled with the finest fat, translucent, white, creamy, carve brisket Floyd | from your bones and wield pickaxes for kabobs. You'd feed a thousand Floyd | mouths and more. You've already yielded meat by the tonne. Now here, Floyd | my dear, is something worth dropping your jaw over. No common cow can Floyd | open her body for a market. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat cow" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT COW Floyd | Floyd | Moos thunder through the hall. She's felt that bite, darling. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "SOOOO Groover" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "I suppose she also provides the endless milk." | ||
| DavidW says, "Oh, you guessed." | ||
| Iria asks, "It's... still living?" | ||
| DavidW says, "Yes." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Poor thing, yes." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "SOOOO Groover" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Although you can't push past the cow, you can climb into her. Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (inside a cow) Floyd | She's been hollowed by blades, our fatted calf, her insides empty but Floyd | for some shunned viscera. Every steak carved, each muscle stripped, Floyd | her skeleton still holding shape despite its vacancy. Her chitterlings Floyd | coil across her great mammary glands. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you could climb outside again. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "...." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "I expected a can't go this way." | ||
| DavidW says, "Sorry!" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "hahaha" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "SOOOO Groover" | ||
| Iria covers her mouth, gags, then runs offscreen and pukes. | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x viscera" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X VISCERA Floyd | Floyd | It seems as though some viscera weren't on the cutting list. Her Floyd | chitterlings, for instance, draped and snaking in enormous loops, and Floyd | her massive mammaries. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x mammaries" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MAMMARIES Floyd | Floyd | An udder seen from the inside. No teats to suck, just slick flesh Floyd | mounds ligament-lashed to her pelvis. They hardly hang; rather, they Floyd | rest upon her inner skin, covered with chitterlings. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Iria says (to Floyd), "touch mammaries" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > TOUCH MAMMARIES Floyd | Floyd | Again you strain against your gut. My dear, this just won't do. Trust Floyd | in your teeth, put more faith in your mouth, and learn how to apply Floyd | your appetite. Eat, eat, and eat. Floyd | Floyd | > | Iria runs away and pukes again. | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat viscera" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT VISCERA Floyd | Floyd | Heft an intestine in your arms. Its weight struggles to slip your Floyd | grip. Bite down and chew and tear and then surrender when it doesn't Floyd | tear, you cannot chew, your bites aren't strong enough. All right, let Floyd | it slide back with its brethren. Floyd | Floyd | Lifting this chitterling has plastered you with gore: a splendid Floyd | bouquet for a carnivore. Floyd | Floyd | > | Zach says, "damn, now I wish I were playing" | |
| Zach arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | DavidW says, "Check inventory." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You have a hole in your stomach, and you're slathered with gore. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x gore" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GORE Floyd | Floyd | Look at you, slathered, quite slathered in blood. You reek, my dear, Floyd | as though you were a carcass left to fester after a culling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach has had The King fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You crawl back through the cow's ripped hide. Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (south end) Floyd | Your footsteps slide on bloody flags, and every corner's heaped with Floyd | broken bones. Midway down the hall rests a great cow whose bulk traps Floyd | her within the room, pinioned between the walls, unable to reverse and Floyd | see what's happened to her southern side. She has been hacked, she has Floyd | been half-butchered, her ribs sawn and her muscles rent to leave a Floyd | cavern in her flank. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a hidden stair leads to the baron's fireplace; northward you Floyd | could climb into the cow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Fireplace Floyd | Sweat beads your brow. Heat ripples in the air above the hearth. Stand Floyd | far against the fireplace's rearmost wall; there you'll have space to Floyd | skirt the blaze. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you'd inch back to the baron's cabinet, and a doorway leads Floyd | down into a narrow spiral stair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Baron's Cabinet Floyd | A giant fireplace burns in a vacant room. Without the baron here to Floyd | dwarf its size, the flames seem to lash higher than ever. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return to the solar; southward you'd step into the Floyd | hearth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. Less appetizing's that Floyd | cage in the corner, where a carrion crow hunches behind nougat bars, Floyd | watching the room. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat omelettes" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT OMELETTES Floyd | Floyd | A perfect omelette's paradise. Simple yet elegant, fluffed layers Floyd | folded and threaded with butter fried a delicate yellow. Every bite is Floyd | a sunrise on your tongue. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat couches" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT COUCHES Floyd | Floyd | You ooze into marvelous lard, slipping about with litheness like an Floyd | eel. Smooth, soft, it's creamy on your skin and heaven on your tongue, Floyd | but let's not lounge in idleness too long. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat pillows" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT PILLOWS Floyd | Floyd | Yes, pop a pillow right into your mouth. It squishes wonderfully. Pure Floyd | sugary sweetness, with no distracting flavors to dilute the rush. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. Less appetizing's that Floyd | cage in the corner, where a carrion crow hunches behind nougat bars, Floyd | watching the room. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cage" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CAGE Floyd | Floyd | A birdcage filigreed with white nougat more priceless than white gold. Floyd | Most birds would peck right through the bars, but not the crow Floyd | enclosed. It's only got an appetite for guts, and turns its beak up at Floyd | everything else. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x bird" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BIRD Floyd | Floyd | When soldiers lose their guts in war, crows find them on the Floyd | battlefield. Now here's a crow fed on burst bellies aplenty. Its Floyd | feathers drip with carrion. Its beak's a splintered bone. Its eyes are Floyd | ruby hemorrhoids in its head. Floyd | Floyd | "Let me out, let me out," caws the crow. "Let me out." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Roger hollers, "We lost the channels again." | ||
| Jacqueline hollers, "Yep" | ||
| DavidW hollers, "Oh noes" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "press save" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > PRESS SAVE Floyd | Floyd | I'm afraid I don't see what you mean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "cf17" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > SAVEYou've saved your place in the tale. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "save" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > SAVE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "sooochandler" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6
Floyd | > SAVEYou've saved your place in the tale.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
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| Jacqueline hollers, "Back to the lounge, peeps." | ||
| *** SESSION TWO *** | ||
| Jacqueline says, "So, did you all want to try to finish off Eat Me from last week? We postponed after the ifMUD channel system went offline." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to KO), "Timing." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "restore sooochandler" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (south cell) 0/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > RESTORE SOOOCHANDLER Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to restore. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > RESTORE Floyd | %% Enter a save filename to read: | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "sooochandler" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6
Floyd | All right, darling, let's resume the tale.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| Knight_Otu already put away his snacks. | |
| Jacqueline says, "There you go, all." | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "Do people want access to the prior transcript?" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. Less appetizing's that Floyd | cage in the corner, where a carrion crow hunches behind nougat bars, Floyd | watching the room. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "So, we have a very appetizing story here." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "We're a child with a hole in their stomach - a black hole." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "eat bars" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BARS Floyd | Floyd | You bite into a nougat bar. It breaks. Floyd | Floyd | "Out! Out!" the carrion crow caws. "Release me! Let me out!" Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "So, your courses so far have been Master Pokerounce, the Quartet, and the Baron?" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Yes." | ||
| Guenni says, "The general answer is a "yes" but not right now if that was the actual question. :-)" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "The remaining courses I guess are the cow, the gardener, and the evil queen or whatever." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat hole" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HOLE Floyd | Floyd | It's in your stomach already, although it wasn't a hole when you Floyd | swallowed it. No, it was an assurance you'd have all you ever wished Floyd | to eat and more. Now it devours whatever you do. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "That's half-right." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "1.5 out of three ain't bad. :p" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Except when it is." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "vomit" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > VOMIT Floyd | Floyd | We generally want things coming in, not going out. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "One of your guesses was right, one wrong, and one only sorta right." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Well then I'm looking forward to the real things." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You have a hole in your stomach, and you're slathered with gore. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat cage" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT CAGE Floyd | Floyd | "Release me! Now! Now!" caws the crow. Floyd | Floyd | All right, quiet, you noisy bird. It takes a moment to chew through Floyd | this much nougat. You work until you've nibbled a hole large enough, Floyd | the crow flapping an impatient whirlwind inside the cage, not waiting Floyd | for one instant to smash through once you've finished. Floyd | Floyd | "Guts! Guts! I want guts!" caws the crow, flying east to the Floyd | scriptorium. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Wrong way, birdy." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Scriptorium 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Scriptorium Floyd | Wisdom's stored here, the richest this world knows: how to cook well. Floyd | Lox bookcases abound with shelves exceptionally stocked. You'll find Floyd | more than one page worth your perusal if you're after instruction in Floyd | how to prepare, say, three more courses for a feast. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's passage to the solar, eastward lies the bower, and Floyd | southward you'll walk out onto a balcony. Floyd | Floyd | "Guts! Guts!" caws the crow, flying out to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balcony Floyd | Nothing remains to gird the balcony now you've nibbled its balustrade. Floyd | A step over the edge would plunge a person downward into the Floyd | courtyard. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return indoors to the scriptorium. Floyd | Floyd | You arrive just in time to see the crow rise into the night sky, Floyd | flapping southward beyond the castle walls. Crows always know where to Floyd | find a slaughter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Balcony 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Poised at the edge, prepared to leap… no, dear, step back. It's true Floyd | that you've the space to jump, but you'd land as a pancake without Floyd | anything planted below to cushion your descent. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "That sounds like a hint, maybe." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Yeah." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Scriptorium 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Scriptorium Floyd | Wisdom's stored here, the richest this world knows: how to cook well. Floyd | Lox bookcases abound with shelves exceptionally stocked. You'll find Floyd | more than one page worth your perusal if you're after instruction in Floyd | how to prepare, say, three more courses for a feast. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's passage to the solar, eastward lies the bower, and Floyd | southward you'll walk out onto a balcony. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Bower Floyd | Overhead's spread the nighttime sky. What once was a bower's now mere Floyd | rubble with crumbled walls. Whipped-cream clouds conceal the moon, Floyd | floating just close enough to taste, and there's a chill to make your Floyd | blood run cold. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the scriptorium, and downward are stairs to the eastern Floyd | tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | Another sob reaches your ears. Someone's weeping nearby. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "The weeping again." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > Z Floyd | Floyd | You consume time. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > Z Floyd | Floyd | You consume time. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Okay, apparently it's neither listening nor waiting." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "(listening we tried last week)" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Bower Floyd | Overhead's spread the nighttime sky. What once was a bower's now mere Floyd | rubble with crumbled walls. Whipped-cream clouds conceal the moon, Floyd | floating just close enough to taste, and there's a chill to make your Floyd | blood run cold. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the scriptorium, and downward are stairs to the eastern Floyd | tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x rubble" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X RUBBLE Floyd | Floyd | Imagine a tall tower and you'll imagine what isn't anymore. Time eats Floyd | its fill as well as anyone. Mind that you don't tread too close to the Floyd | edge; that would be quite a spill. Floyd | Floyd | A cold wind blows across the sky, dragging the whipped-cream clouds Floyd | away, and the moon sheds their veil to climb higher. Beams spill onto Floyd | the castle. Shadows slide back, and the bower's gilded silver. Floyd | Floyd | Now you can see a phantom lady sobbing at its brink. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to Knight), "Try eating." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Right, always examine everything." | ||
| DavidW says, "ah, looks like the game was impatient." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x lady" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X LADY Floyd | Floyd | No castle is complete without its wailing rampart ghost. Ours glimmers Floyd | silver, clad in countless spoons, with spoons linked into her kirtle, Floyd | and spoons for ruffles at her sleeves, and spoons cascading to her Floyd | phantom feet. Her broken heart beats battered in her chest's tureen. Floyd | With every sob, her eyes stream consommé. Her steps would clash, Floyd | dippers for hands, her head a great ladle, had she more form than fog, Floyd | but there's nary a clang from her kitchenware chains. Only an endless Floyd | tearful ladling. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x spoons" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SPOONS Floyd | Floyd | Entwined with spoons, braided with spoons, spoons twisted into spoons Floyd | as intricate as chainmail mesh, her dress would press someone alive Floyd | straight down into the ground. Not her. She floats. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I still love the writing in this." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat lady" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT LADY Floyd | Floyd | Consommé mist lingers on your skin, but otherwise your arms pass Floyd | through her fog. She'll need to sob much harder to produce substantial Floyd | soup. In the meantime, lick what drops you can get. She doesn't even Floyd | notice your approach. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, yeah, got the hint, game." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Eastern Tapestry 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Eastern Tapestry Floyd | Across the eastern wall's hung a great tapestry woven with warfare and Floyd | carnage. Your heart would have thundered in the skirmish sewn through Floyd | these threads, wherein this castle's pretender found herself driven Floyd | into exile. Ah, what a bloody rout that was. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the balance gallery, stairs wind upward into the bower Floyd | and downward to the armory, and southward the banquet hall has Floyd | collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Armory Floyd | Inhale that wondrous mouldering stench: fine cheeses stacked in Floyd | ripening rows. A monger's cellar wouldn't boast a breadth more Floyd | noseworthy. There's brie and cantal, gloucester, blue stilton and red Floyd | leicester, morbier, spermyse, and maroilles amongst others heaped deep Floyd | in shadow. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's the undercroft, and upward a staircase curves to the Floyd | eastern tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, with no Floyd | one left to ensure prisoners stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (west cell) Floyd | A woman's wasted corpse leans by one wall, almost buried with onions Floyd | heaped around her head. This room's more root cellar than cell with Floyd | all these bulbs piled inside. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat onion" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (west cell) 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ONION Floyd | Floyd | You munch another onion. Blow before its odor fades. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "That was the corpse with the silver spoon, wasn't it?" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, with no Floyd | one left to ensure prisoners stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, eastward the armory, and southward the Floyd | dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | Your breath's still reeking with onion. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "It was!" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Armory 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Armory Floyd | Inhale that wondrous mouldering stench: fine cheeses stacked in Floyd | ripening rows. A monger's cellar wouldn't boast a breadth more Floyd | noseworthy. There's brie and cantal, gloucester, blue stilton and red Floyd | leicester, morbier, spermyse, and maroilles amongst others heaped deep Floyd | in shadow. Floyd | Floyd | Westward's the undercroft, and upward a staircase curves to the Floyd | eastern tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Eastern Tapestry 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Eastern Tapestry Floyd | Across the eastern wall's hung a great tapestry woven with warfare and Floyd | carnage. Your heart would have thundered in the skirmish sewn through Floyd | these threads, wherein this castle's pretender found herself driven Floyd | into exile. Ah, what a bloody rout that was. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the balance gallery, stairs wind upward into the bower Floyd | and downward to the armory, and southward the banquet hall has Floyd | collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | Now the odor in your mouth begins to dissipate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Bower Floyd | Overhead's spread the nighttime sky. What once was a bower's now mere Floyd | rubble with crumbled walls. Bathed in moonlight, beside the brink, Floyd | weeps a phantasmal grey lady. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the scriptorium, and downward are stairs to the eastern Floyd | tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "blow" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > BLOW Floyd | Floyd | You blow out the onion's tearjerking odor, and as it wafts toward the Floyd | phantom, she begins to sniffle. Ah well, a sniffle's not enough—but Floyd | wait, her sniffles turn to sobs, her tureen heaves, her spoons Floyd | tremble. An onion's no cause for sorrow, but even the smallest Floyd | teardrop can ripple into memory. Her memories flood through her eyes, Floyd | unleashing tides. Floyd | Floyd | Drink, drink, my darling, drink while her soup's hot! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat lady" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT LADY Floyd | Floyd | Wonderful soup, beautiful soup, pouring in torrents from her eyes! Floyd | Stand underneath and let her teardrops rain into your mouth. "O woe! O Floyd | woe!" she cries, and every cry's another ladle's worth spooned hot on Floyd | the bower. There's consommé, of course, that classic broth Floyd | unparalleled, but as her sorrow deepens more soups cascade down her Floyd | cheeks: bisque, bouillon, even bouillabaisse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat lady" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT LADY Floyd | Floyd | Quickly, before her sorrow cools! You'll never sample stock as rich as Floyd | these sobs splashed across your face. Don't let them waste! Broth Floyd | beaded with clear floating fat, chowder enriched with butter, seasoned Floyd | plentifully with pepper and sea-salt, and onion soup creamy and Floyd | gratinéed. Watching you slurp her tears, she wails again: "O woe! O Floyd | woe!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat lady" | ||
Floyd ] Bower 3/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT LADY Floyd | Floyd | She's leaking minestrone and borscht, crying crab, carrot, okróshka, Floyd | gushing goulash and gumbo with gut-wrenching gasps. She's not meant Floyd | for this world, her sorrow's steeped too strong, you're sucking her Floyd | into more tangibility with every slurp. "O woe! O woe!" she weeps, Floyd | with leek, lobster, and lentil stew pooling below, and oxtail and Floyd | split pea outpouring from her chest, and shark-fin clinging to her Floyd | chin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat lady" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT LADY Floyd | Floyd | More soup! Lick every silver spoon… taste no regret… what's done is Floyd | done… only… I beg you, please… strain everything… simmer the Floyd | pain… Floyd | reduce me… until nothing's left… except the reduction, my dear, Floyd | more Floyd | potent than before. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | potent than before. Floyd | "O woe!" she wails. "O woe! O woe!" | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | "O woe!" she wails. "O woe! O woe!" Floyd | Her broken heart's boiled over. Brace yourself. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | Her broken heart's boiled over. Brace yourself. Floyd | Lamented fate, what cauldrons you stir in the soul! You've no Floyd | compassion, no remorse! What you've got is an artist's sense for when Floyd | to sprinkle melodrama's spice, when to thicken a broth with Floyd | wretchedness. Our ladling lady's overcome with tears to bring the Floyd | bower down. Floyd | Floyd | Soup runs over the rubble, streams into the stairs. Bread breaks as Floyd | the floor crumbles underfoot. Phantom screeching splinters the moon. Floyd | Stew nearly drowns you with every swallow, but you're not drowned: Floyd | you're buoyant on spooned catharsis. Threads float around your sides, Floyd | unraveled from a ruined tapestry. Sopped chambers sink. Waves flush Floyd | you ashore in the undercroft, and with one final keening shriek the Floyd | castle's ghost is gone, nothing now but a memory left on your tongue. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | castle's ghost is gone, nothing now but a memory left on your tongue. Floyd | Fourth course: eaten. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 4/6 Floyd | Fourth course: eaten. Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, with no Floyd | one left to ensure prisoners stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, southward the dungeon, and eastward the Floyd | armory has been destroyed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Two to go." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You have a hole in your stomach, and you're slathered with gore. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "yes" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x armory" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X ARMORY Floyd | Floyd | If you'd like to see the armory, try walking east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | I hope you ate what cheese you wanted when you had the chance. The Floyd | armory's demolished, buried utterly beneath chambers collapsed during Floyd | the castle ghost's lament. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Another recurring theme - destroying the rooms." | |
| DavidW says, "mmhm" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Good thing we have the secret exit." | ||
| DavidW says, "yes. :)" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (east cell) Floyd | Against one wall towers a pastry maiden with its cage ajar, and in Floyd | that cage a secret passage leads southward through the toothpicks. Floyd | Although their panel's been sprung wide, a skewered corpse still Floyd | dangles from the spikes. Floyd | Floyd | Westward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "When I played, I hadn't found it yet." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You creep through the secret passage. Floyd | Floyd | Buttery Floyd | Down here the air is cool and dry and still. Along the walls are Floyd | stacked the castle's butts, rack upon rack, enormous barrels corked to Floyd | keep fine beverages in store. The greatest barrel's opened to reveal a Floyd | hidden passage to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a staircase runs to the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "Huh.Can it be opened from the dungeon then, as well?" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "It can be at this time." | |
| DavidW says, "Not initially." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Of course it should be. The game isn't supposed to become unwinnable. Doh." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "But it makes sense that the exit can only be found when needed." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps crunch across the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | Fondue Fens Floyd | Wasteland, blasted and bubbling with molten chocolate bogs. Steam Floyd | rises to the stars. Across the fens, impaled at every angle, skewers Floyd | thrust into the ground, the night sky silhouettes human corpses. Floyd | Floyd | A carrion crow perches atop a nearby skewer, picking for supper. Floyd | Floyd | Northward the drawbridge stretches back to the castle, and a downward Floyd | scramble along its embankment would see you into the moat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x bogs" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BOGS Floyd | Floyd | Here's desolation, darling. Here's conquest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x steam" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X STEAM Floyd | Floyd | Climbing vapors melt into the dark. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x fens" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X FENS Floyd | Floyd | Here's desolation, darling. Here's conquest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x skewers" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SKEWERS Floyd | Floyd | Long and two-pronged. Skewers you'd use to spear fruit meant for Floyd | gilding in a chocolate pot, but twisted with handles submerged, prongs Floyd | staked skyward. You could not count their quantity. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x corpses" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CORPSES Floyd | Floyd | Not fresh corpses by any means. These have been left to rot for such a Floyd | span their skin's shrunken, muscles withered to bone-stuck strings. Floyd | Enemies all, and planted for a cautionary wood. Challenge the castle: Floyd | here's what will happen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x crow" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CROW Floyd | Floyd | When soldiers lose their guts in war, crows find them on the Floyd | battlefield. Now here's a crow fed on burst bellies aplenty. Its Floyd | feathers drip with carrion. Its beak's a splintered bone. Its eyes are Floyd | ruby hemorrhoids in its head. Floyd | Floyd | "Fresh gore, fresh gore!" caws the crow. "I smell fresh gore. I'll Floyd | follow you. I want fresh guts for my supper. Take me to find fresh Floyd | guts!" Floyd | Floyd | It flaps over to land on your shoulder. Soon it has pecked the gore Floyd | from your body. Floyd | Floyd | My dear, you have a pet. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "And you couldn't smell that when we were in the solar together, crow?" | |
| DavidW says, "heh heh. Crow was too impatient, I guess." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps crunch across the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Probably." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | A few savoy heads mewl for Jenny's attention. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Also wanted to be certain you could reach the fens for this puzzle." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Hmm." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balance Gallery Floyd | Northward a gleaming golden door would lead into the chapel, but it's Floyd | sealed. Beneath your feet, the floor's plated with silver polished to Floyd | a mirror's shine. Floyd | Floyd | Southward lies the courtyard, westward's a tapestried chamber, but Floyd | eastward the castle's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Western Tapestry Floyd | Across the western wall's another tapestry embroidered with a grand Floyd | combat, in which this castle's vilest invader, the mouse king, had his Floyd | tail chopped. Milk flows into the chamber from the south, streaming Floyd | through breadstick grates set in the floor. Floyd | Floyd | A durkha guard stands, southward, at the entrance into the great hall. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the balance gallery; upward a staircase runs to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. In the corner, only nougat Floyd | scraps remain from the cage you consumed. Its former tenant caws on Floyd | your shoulder. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Baron's Cabinet Floyd | A giant fireplace burns in a vacant room. Without the baron here to Floyd | dwarf its size, the flames seem to lash higher than ever. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return to the solar; southward you'd step into the Floyd | hearth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You tiptoe carefully around the flames. Floyd | Floyd | Fireplace Floyd | Sweat beads your brow. Heat ripples in the air above the hearth. Stand Floyd | far against the fireplace's rearmost wall; there you'll have space to Floyd | skirt the blaze. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you'd inch back to the baron's cabinet, and a doorway leads Floyd | down into a narrow spiral stair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | As you spiral downward, the air cools. Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (south end) Floyd | Your footsteps slide on bloody flags, and every corner's heaped with Floyd | broken bones. Midway down the hall rests a great cow whose bulk traps Floyd | her within the room, pinioned between the walls, unable to reverse and Floyd | see what's happened to her southern side. She has been hacked, she has Floyd | been half-butchered, her ribs sawn and her muscles rent to leave a Floyd | cavern in her flank. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a hidden stair leads to the baron's fireplace; northward you Floyd | could climb into the cow. Floyd | Floyd | "Abattoir! Abattoir!" caws the carrion crow. "Gore! Gore! I'll eat Floyd | fresh guts tonight!" Floyd | Floyd | It flaps ahead, ripping strips from the cow. Once it finds the wound Floyd | carved into her flesh, it burrows through, plunging into the carnage Floyd | with a scavenger's hearty passion. As for the cow's response: her moos Floyd | are thunder-booms. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cow" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X COW Floyd | Floyd | O mighty cow, what meat you might provide. You are a meat-filled Floyd | mountainside! Miners could labor underneath your skin, unearth cuts Floyd | marbled with the finest fat, translucent, white, creamy, carve brisket Floyd | from your bones and wield pickaxes for kabobs. You'd feed a thousand Floyd | mouths and more. You've already yielded meat by the tonne. Now here, Floyd | my dear, is something worth dropping your jaw over. No common cow can Floyd | open her body for a market. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You climb into the cow again. Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (inside a cow) Floyd | Bloody plumage thrashes your face. Claws pinch and sling intestines Floyd | left and right. Your pet crow's gone berserk, slurping down Floyd | chitterlings like worms, jabbing its beak and talons into the cow's Floyd | massive glands. All this madness must put immense pressure on her Floyd | udder. Floyd | Floyd | Southward's your only exit. Take it, dear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x udder" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X UDDER Floyd | Floyd | An udder seen from the inside. No teats to suck, just slick flesh Floyd | mounds ligament-lashed to her pelvis. They hardly hang; rather, they Floyd | rest upon her inner skin, covered with chitterlings. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You crawl back through the cow's ripped hide. Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (south end) Floyd | Your footsteps slide on bloody flags, and every corner's heaped with Floyd | broken bones. Midway down the hall rests a great cow whose bulk traps Floyd | her within the room, pinioned between the walls, unable to reverse and Floyd | see what's happened to her southern side. She has been hacked, she has Floyd | been half-butchered, her ribs sawn and her muscles rent to leave a Floyd | cavern in her flank. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a hidden stair leads to the baron's fireplace; northward you Floyd | could climb into the cow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Fireplace Floyd | Sweat beads your brow. Heat ripples in the air above the hearth. Stand Floyd | far against the fireplace's rearmost wall; there you'll have space to Floyd | skirt the blaze. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you'd inch back to the baron's cabinet, and a doorway leads Floyd | down into a narrow spiral stair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Baron's Cabinet Floyd | A giant fireplace burns in a vacant room. Without the baron here to Floyd | dwarf its size, the flames seem to lash higher than ever. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return to the solar; southward you'd step into the Floyd | hearth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. In the corner, only nougat Floyd | scraps remain from the cage you consumed. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Western Tapestry Floyd | Across the western wall's another tapestry embroidered with a grand Floyd | combat, in which this castle's vilest invader, the mouse king, had his Floyd | tail chopped. Milk flows into the chamber from the south, streaming Floyd | through breadstick grates set in the floor. Floyd | Floyd | A durkha guard stands, southward, at the entrance into the great hall. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the balance gallery; upward a staircase runs to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x guard" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GUARD Floyd | Floyd | Some guardsmen make others scramble: here's such a one. He towers at Floyd | the threshold into the great hall, armored in a rind heavier than Floyd | stone, harder than steel. That's durkha, my dear, champion amongst Floyd | cheeses, aged for decades until its curds could crack an overeager Floyd | jaw. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balance Gallery Floyd | Northward a gleaming golden door would lead into the chapel, but it's Floyd | sealed. Beneath your feet, the floor's plated with silver polished to Floyd | a mirror's shine. Floyd | Floyd | Southward lies the courtyard, westward's a tapestried chamber, but Floyd | eastward the castle's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | As soon as she's tended to one, another cabbage chirps for Jenny's Floyd | care. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Buttery Floyd | Down here the air is cool and dry and still. Along the walls are Floyd | stacked the castle's butts, rack upon rack, enormous barrels corked to Floyd | keep fine beverages in store. The greatest barrel's opened to reveal a Floyd | hidden passage to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a staircase runs to the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You creep through the secret passage. Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (east cell) Floyd | Against one wall towers a pastry maiden with its cage ajar, and in Floyd | that cage a secret passage leads southward through the toothpicks. Floyd | Although their panel's been sprung wide, a skewered corpse still Floyd | dangles from the spikes. Floyd | Floyd | Westward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, with no Floyd | one left to ensure prisoners stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, southward the dungeon, and eastward the Floyd | armory has been destroyed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Creamery Floyd | Runnels trace down the walls where cream has leaked through ceiling Floyd | grates. Vats brim with souring milk. Mould carpets the room's corners, Floyd | mushrooms in the damp, and a bloated corpse has slipped from a torn Floyd | cheesecloth bag. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the undercroft. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, with no Floyd | one left to ensure prisoners stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, southward the dungeon, and eastward the Floyd | armory has been destroyed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (east cell) Floyd | Against one wall towers a pastry maiden with its cage ajar, and in Floyd | that cage a secret passage leads southward through the toothpicks. Floyd | Although their panel's been sprung wide, a skewered corpse still Floyd | dangles from the spikes. Floyd | Floyd | Westward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You creep through the secret passage. Floyd | Floyd | Buttery Floyd | Down here the air is cool and dry and still. Along the walls are Floyd | stacked the castle's butts, rack upon rack, enormous barrels corked to Floyd | keep fine beverages in store. The greatest barrel's opened to reveal a Floyd | hidden passage to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a staircase runs to the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps crunch across the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | Fondue Fens Floyd | Wasteland, blasted and bubbling with molten chocolate bogs. Steam Floyd | rises to the stars. Across the fens, impaled at every angle, skewers Floyd | thrust into the ground, the night sky silhouettes human corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward the drawbridge stretches back to the castle, and a downward Floyd | scramble along its embankment would see you into the moat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You scramble down the embankment. Floyd | Floyd | Moat Floyd | All the water's been drained, and now this trench is brackish with Floyd | foul-smelling filth. You'll spy the garderobe above, projecting from Floyd | an upper floor, streaks running down the castle wall to form a great Floyd | nightsoil mound below. Floyd | Floyd | Protruding from this mound are a guard's legs. Floyd | Floyd | Upward you could scramble back to the fens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x guard" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GUARD Floyd | Floyd | Poor soul. He never guessed he'd pass the pearly gates through a Floyd | privy. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "heh" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Do not want." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x filth" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X FILTH Floyd | Floyd | Droppings have splattered here for years, none too great nor too small Floyd | to contribute. Don't suppose those alone sat in the garderobe made Floyd | this summit: pisspots and trash from every quarter find themselves Floyd | thrown to the moat. It's a most equalizing muck. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat guard" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GUARD Floyd | Floyd | Waste not, want not. A fine motto. Once you've withdrawn him from the Floyd | muck, you devour his jarlsberg arms. He's mild—too mild, perhaps, Floyd | considering how deeply the moat's filth has already imbued him with Floyd | its own flavor. That nutty aftertaste would be more pleasant with Floyd | alternate scenery. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Moat Floyd | All the water's been drained, and now this trench is brackish with Floyd | foul-smelling filth. You'll spy the garderobe above, projecting from Floyd | an upper floor, streaks running down the castle wall to form a great Floyd | nightsoil mound below. Floyd | Floyd | Upward you could scramble back to the fens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x mound" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MOUND Floyd | Floyd | Droppings have splattered here for years, none too great nor too small Floyd | to contribute. Don't suppose those alone sat in the garderobe made Floyd | this summit: pisspots and trash from every quarter find themselves Floyd | thrown to the moat. It's a most equalizing muck. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You crawl back up the embankment. Floyd | Floyd | Fondue Fens Floyd | Wasteland, blasted and bubbling with molten chocolate bogs. Steam Floyd | rises to the stars. Across the fens, impaled at every angle, skewers Floyd | thrust into the ground, the night sky silhouettes human corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward the drawbridge stretches back to the castle, and a downward Floyd | scramble along its embankment would see you into the moat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x moat" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MOAT Floyd | Floyd | Around the castle wraps the moat. Its trench would trap whatever Floyd | infidels tried to invade. You should have seen them in the past, Floyd | backsliding with splashes, sinking under their armor's weight. Those Floyd | days are done. Those wars are won. None who value living would assault Floyd | the castle now. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps crunch across the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | She must be famished, poor Jenny, always busy with crying babes. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X JENNY Floyd | Floyd | A lettucehead like hers would break the widest wheelbarrow and command Floyd | every ribbon at the fair. Put away your spades and seedling dreams, Floyd | farmhands; you're through. Pearl onions at her maize earlobes. Ripe Floyd | cherry cheeks. Jenny, let's see your carrot jaws. A rather sharkish Floyd | smile, hasn't she? Quell your concerns and count your blessings she's Floyd | no predator. Soil's her standard fare, the richer, fouler the better. Floyd | After a battle, when the land's imbued with rot, flowers still bloom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x head" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X HEAD Floyd | Floyd | A lettucehead like hers would break the widest wheelbarrow and command Floyd | every ribbon at the fair. Put away your spades and seedling dreams, Floyd | farmhands; you're through. Pearl onions at her maize earlobes. Ripe Floyd | cherry cheeks. Jenny, let's see your carrot jaws. A rather sharkish Floyd | smile, hasn't she? Quell your concerns and count your blessings she's Floyd | no predator. Soil's her standard fare, the richer, fouler the better. Floyd | After a battle, when the land's imbued with rot, flowers still bloom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "get head" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > GET HEAD Floyd | Floyd | Attend, child, when I tell you most actions are irrelevant. Whatever Floyd | you take, learn to take with your teeth. Whatever you do will require Floyd | your tongue. Utilize your appetite and eat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNY Floyd | Floyd | It's futile, darling. Either you're too slow or Jenny Lettucehead's Floyd | too fast, but it amounts to the same thing. She's always clambering Floyd | away to tend another bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x bed" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BED Floyd | Floyd | Her little charges snuggle in their little beds. Bald cabbage heads Floyd | wrapped in thick cabbage leaves. They coo, they do, they gurgle and Floyd | they mewl, these savoy babes tucked in neat nursery rows. Jenny's at Floyd | one plot or another attending their chirps. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balance Gallery Floyd | Northward a gleaming golden door would lead into the chapel, but it's Floyd | sealed. Beneath your feet, the floor's plated with silver polished to Floyd | a mirror's shine. Floyd | Floyd | Southward lies the courtyard, westward's a tapestried chamber, but Floyd | eastward the castle's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Western Tapestry Floyd | Across the western wall's another tapestry embroidered with a grand Floyd | combat, in which this castle's vilest invader, the mouse king, had his Floyd | tail chopped. Milk flows into the chamber from the south, streaming Floyd | through breadstick grates set in the floor. Floyd | Floyd | A durkha guard stands, southward, at the entrance into the great hall. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the balance gallery; upward a staircase runs to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat guard" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GUARD Floyd | Floyd | You'll do no better than you did before. He throws you back again. At Floyd | least he's lackadaisical about your continued assaults. No, you'll Floyd | need a more indirect approach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. In the corner, only nougat Floyd | scraps remain from the cage you consumed. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Baron's Cabinet Floyd | A giant fireplace burns in a vacant room. Without the baron here to Floyd | dwarf its size, the flames seem to lash higher than ever. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return to the solar; southward you'd step into the Floyd | hearth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You tiptoe carefully around the flames. Floyd | Floyd | Fireplace Floyd | Sweat beads your brow. Heat ripples in the air above the hearth. Stand Floyd | far against the fireplace's rearmost wall; there you'll have space to Floyd | skirt the blaze. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you'd inch back to the baron's cabinet, and a doorway leads Floyd | down into a narrow spiral stair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | As you spiral downward, the air cools. Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (south end) Floyd | Your footsteps slide on bloody flags, and every corner's heaped with Floyd | broken bones. Midway down the hall rests a great cow whose bulk traps Floyd | her within the room, pinioned between the walls, unable to reverse and Floyd | see what's happened to her southern side. She has been hacked, she has Floyd | been half-butchered, her ribs sawn and her muscles rent to leave a Floyd | cavern in her flank. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a hidden stair leads to the baron's fireplace; northward you Floyd | could climb into the cow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You climb into the cow again. Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (inside a cow) Floyd | Bloody plumage thrashes your face. Claws pinch and sling intestines Floyd | left and right. Your pet crow's gone berserk, slurping down Floyd | chitterlings like worms, jabbing its beak and talons into the cow's Floyd | massive glands. All this madness must put immense pressure on her Floyd | udder. Floyd | Floyd | Southward's your only exit. Take it, dear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat udder" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (inside a cow) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT UDDER Floyd | Floyd | "No! No!" caws the crow. "All mine! All mine!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You crawl back through the cow's ripped hide. Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (south end) Floyd | Your footsteps slide on bloody flags, and every corner's heaped with Floyd | broken bones. Midway down the hall rests a great cow whose bulk traps Floyd | her within the room, pinioned between the walls, unable to reverse and Floyd | see what's happened to her southern side. She has been hacked, she has Floyd | been half-butchered, her ribs sawn and her muscles rent to leave a Floyd | cavern in her flank. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a hidden stair leads to the baron's fireplace; northward you Floyd | could climb into the cow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat cow" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT COW Floyd | Floyd | You bite again. She moos again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat cow" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (south end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT COW Floyd | Floyd | Your biting won't budge her, child. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Fireplace 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Fireplace Floyd | Sweat beads your brow. Heat ripples in the air above the hearth. Stand Floyd | far against the fireplace's rearmost wall; there you'll have space to Floyd | skirt the blaze. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you'd inch back to the baron's cabinet, and a doorway leads Floyd | down into a narrow spiral stair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Baron's Cabinet Floyd | A giant fireplace burns in a vacant room. Without the baron here to Floyd | dwarf its size, the flames seem to lash higher than ever. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return to the solar; southward you'd step into the Floyd | hearth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. In the corner, only nougat Floyd | scraps remain from the cage you consumed. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Scriptorium 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Scriptorium Floyd | Wisdom's stored here, the richest this world knows: how to cook well. Floyd | Lox bookcases abound with shelves exceptionally stocked. You'll find Floyd | more than one page worth your perusal if you're after instruction in Floyd | how to prepare, say, two more courses for a feast. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll walk out onto a balcony, westward lies the solar, but Floyd | eastward the castle's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x books" | ||
Floyd ] Scriptorium 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BOOKS Floyd | Floyd | Appyl Fryturs, Befe Farsed, Capons yn Floyd | Dorre, Chawden for a Swan, Dowcetts, Floyd | Gallentyne, Gardyn Grynes, Genoa Ryse, Floyd | Gurnard, Lachrymose Supe, Lamprays, Floyd | Mortrose of Fyshe, Ordyrves, Pecoke, Floyd | Podyng, Pokerounce, Samon Rostyd, Swete Floyd | Mylke, Tarts Owte of Lente, and Vyneagyr. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "If you'd like to know which room to examine more?" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "A tiny hint, sure." | ||
| DavidW asks, "Does naming a room count as 'tiny'?" | ||
| Knight_Otu asks, "I still need to figure out what in the room is important then. Right?" | ||
| DavidW says, "Yes." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Go for it, then. I'm just stumbling around right now." | ||
| DavidW says, "Western Tapestry" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. In the corner, only nougat Floyd | scraps remain from the cage you consumed. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Thanks." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Baron's Cabinet 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Baron's Cabinet Floyd | A giant fireplace burns in a vacant room. Without the baron here to Floyd | dwarf its size, the flames seem to lash higher than ever. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you could return to the solar; southward you'd step into the Floyd | hearth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Solar 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Solar Floyd | Omelettes carpet the floor. A brazier crackles merrily, surrounded by Floyd | soft lard couches with marshmallow pillows. In the corner, only nougat Floyd | scraps remain from the cage you consumed. Floyd | Floyd | Southward you'll find the baron's cabinet, eastward the scriptorium, Floyd | and downward stairs lead to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Wrong way." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Western Tapestry Floyd | Across the western wall's another tapestry embroidered with a grand Floyd | combat, in which this castle's vilest invader, the mouse king, had his Floyd | tail chopped. Milk flows into the chamber from the south, streaming Floyd | through breadstick grates set in the floor. Floyd | Floyd | A durkha guard stands, southward, at the entrance into the great hall. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the balance gallery; upward a staircase runs to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x milk" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MILK Floyd | Floyd | Milk's streaming from the great hall, dripping down through Floyd | breadsticks latticed underfoot. Without these grates to drain the Floyd | room, we'd have milk flooding out into the gallery as well. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x grates" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GRATES Floyd | Floyd | Milk's streaming from the great hall, dripping down through Floyd | breadsticks latticed underfoot from wall to wall. Without these grates Floyd | to drain the room, we'd have milk flooding out into the gallery as Floyd | well. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat grates" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GRATES Floyd | Floyd | These breadsticks aren't the best, one must confess. They're rather Floyd | stale, but then again, they're being used for drainage grates. You Floyd | break them from the floor to break them with your teeth. Floyd | Floyd | "Halt!" says the durkha guard, advancing to stop you—and breaking Floyd | further through the broken floor. You tumble along with him, land Floyd | unharmed atop mushrooms. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | unharmed atop mushrooms. Floyd | He lands less well, with a loud splash. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 4/6 Floyd | He lands less well, with a loud splash. Floyd | Creamery Floyd | Runnels trace down the walls where cream has leaked through ceiling Floyd | grates. Inside a vat thrashes the durkha guard, unable to climb out as Floyd | his rind softens in the sour milk. Mould carpets the room's corners, Floyd | mushrooms in the damp, and a bloated corpse has slipped from a torn Floyd | cheesecloth bag. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward's the undercroft. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat guard" | ||
Floyd ] Creamery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT GUARD Floyd | Floyd | Now you can take your time with him, as one must take one's time to Floyd | chew durkha. Oh yes, it's still slow-going, even after he's been Floyd | soaked, with every bite a contest between your teeth and his cheese, Floyd | but your teeth win. He calls you "Wastrel!" and "Blackguard!" until Floyd | the end. Even his insults are scrumptious. You have served well, noble Floyd | durkha. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Undercroft 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Undercroft Floyd | Come and leave as you like. This red-velvet chamber's vacant, with no Floyd | one left to ensure prisoners stay locked away. Floyd | Floyd | Westward lies the creamery, southward the dungeon, and eastward the Floyd | armory has been destroyed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon Floyd | Blue flambeaux undulate, and in their flames gleam devices galore Floyd | constructed to pry screams and more from prisoners. Don't sit down on Floyd | that judas chair. Steer clear the rack. Give wide berth to the Floyd | breaking wheel. They're occupied already by corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward a corridor leads to the undercroft. Open cells lie westward, Floyd | eastward, and southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Dungeon (east cell) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dungeon (east cell) Floyd | Against one wall towers a pastry maiden with its cage ajar, and in Floyd | that cage a secret passage leads southward through the toothpicks. Floyd | Although their panel's been sprung wide, a skewered corpse still Floyd | dangles from the spikes. Floyd | Floyd | Westward an open doorway leads to the dungeon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Buttery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | You creep through the secret passage. Floyd | Floyd | Buttery Floyd | Down here the air is cool and dry and still. Along the walls are Floyd | stacked the castle's butts, rack upon rack, enormous barrels corked to Floyd | keep fine beverages in store. The greatest barrel's opened to reveal a Floyd | hidden passage to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Upward a staircase runs to the kitchen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | They're never done mewling for their caretaker, these savoy children. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balance Gallery Floyd | Northward a gleaming golden door would lead into the chapel, but it's Floyd | sealed. Beneath your feet, the floor's plated with silver polished to Floyd | a mirror's shine. Floyd | Floyd | Southward lies the courtyard, westward's a tapestried chamber, but Floyd | eastward the castle's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Western Tapestry 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Western Tapestry Floyd | Across the western wall's another tapestry embroidered with a grand Floyd | combat, in which this castle's vilest invader, the mouse king, had his Floyd | tail chopped. Milk flows into the chamber from the south, streaming Floyd | through broken breadsticks that lead down into the creamery. Floyd | Floyd | Southward lies the great hall, eastward the balance gallery, and Floyd | upward a stair runs to the solar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (north end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Great Hall (north end) Floyd | What might have been a hall packed with courtiers is cleared to leave Floyd | flagstones streaming with shallow cream. Kneel down, and tremble if Floyd | you will, knowing that awe would never be misplaced before the Floyd | monstrous cow whose bulk rests midway down the room and fills its Floyd | width with flesh patterned in black and white. She is ideal; she is Floyd | supreme; she is the cow that other cows might dream to be as men dream Floyd | to be gods. Floyd | Floyd | Her eyes follow you and she moos with discomfort, as though pleading Floyd | your assistance. Floyd | Floyd | Northward you can take your leave to the western tapestry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cow" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (north end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X COW Floyd | Floyd | Gigantic would blush at her size, titanic would stammer, colossal Floyd | might stand on tiptoe and barely scrape her hooves. No cow was ever Floyd | such a cow! Reclined, her udder swollen on the floor, her forelegs Floyd | shoved under a dewlap that could crush ten typical heifers, she cannot Floyd | budge her neck, she cannot shift her weight, her rear and front ends Floyd | are pressed into the surrounding walls. Step to her side? Perish the Floyd | thought! You could not push a flea around her flanks, she fills the Floyd | room with such fleshy fullness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (north end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X FLOOR Floyd | Floyd | She can't help it, our cow: she drips. Her drippings trickle to the Floyd | floor, but they're nothing compared with what her teats hold in Floyd | reserve. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x udder" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (north end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X UDDER Floyd | Floyd | An udder's never wanted milking more. Swollen, straining, pink dugs Floyd | bulging. What hands could squeeze teats vast as these? Your arms can Floyd | barely manage a nipple. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat cow" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (north end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT COW Floyd | Floyd | Gracious, this cow is no tartare to be nibbled living and raw. She Floyd | moos with arch disdain; you pull your mouth away; you could not tear a Floyd | chunk from her thick hide. All the better when her udder begs with Floyd | bigness for milking. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat udder" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (north end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT UDDER Floyd | Floyd | Ah, now she starts to stream: a subtle spurt at first, but stronger as Floyd | you squeeze her teats and pull white jets from her nipples. Not pure Floyd | white, no, but tinged with mild luscious yellowness. That's fat for Floyd | you, rich, creamy fat to thicken every squirting line whose liquid Floyd | sprinkles on your lips. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "'begs with bigness'" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat udder" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (north end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT UDDER Floyd | Floyd | Harder, harder you pull, more resolute with every tug, twisting her Floyd | teats downward to aim their milk into your mouth. High overhead she Floyd | moos and her moos resonate throughout the hall, within the vaults, Floyd | rumble the walls. Guzzle as quickly as you can, there's more milk than Floyd | will fill your throat, spilling over your lips to splash the stones. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat udder" | ||
Floyd ] Great Hall (north end) 4/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT UDDER Floyd | Floyd | All your milking's done nothing to empty her swollen teats. They Floyd | bulge; she moos; your arms ache as you pull that massive pink udder. Floyd | Now her nipples are blasting milk across the flagstone floor, spray Floyd | scattering, splattering walls, raining over the room. She tries and Floyd | fails to readjust her weight, can't shift her hooves. Moo, moo, you Floyd | cow, that's it, push out your milk, spill everything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat udder" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT UDDER Floyd | Floyd | Yes, yes, eyes shielded from the spray, you're almost there… one Floyd | final Floyd | tug… one last twist on her pinkest teat… she moos a long low lowing Floyd | moo… you wanted this, oh, how does one say no… yes, yes, that's it, Floyd | no, no… take what you will… drink me, I'm yours… that's why… Floyd | that's Floyd | why… | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | why… Floyd | Floyd | Her udder bursts. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | Her udder bursts. Floyd | …that's why she's here: to be emptied. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | …that's why she's here: to be emptied. Floyd | Milk crashes from her body. Black and white spots sag, her skin Floyd | shrivels, merely a husk to house the fluid frothing at the walls. Floyd | Flagstones clack loose. Vaults groan, buckle. An ocean uncorked churns Floyd | inside the hall, bones flotsam on buttercream tides whose waves Floyd | submerge you as the castle cracks. Floyd | Floyd | An undercurrent's snared you, drawn you into the whirlpool. Around, Floyd | around rushes the cream with force to whip its foam; custard cascades Floyd | into the moat; with squawks a panicked crow wings to the wastes as Floyd | wings collapse. My word, she's a mudslide in milk, rooms compromised Floyd | and crumbling, debris and cottage cheese flooding your mouth. Sprawl Floyd | where you've fallen. Spread your arms. Embrace the avalanche with open Floyd | jaws. Drink deep, drink well until it ends. You'll never savor dairy Floyd | more divine. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | more divine. Floyd | Fifth course: eaten. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Moat 5/6 Floyd | Fifth course: eaten. Floyd | Moat Floyd | Milk runs along the moat's bottom, and from its surface rises a Floyd | nightsoil mound that not even a flood could wash away. Floyd | Floyd | Scramble upward again and you'll regain the fens. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "That was udderly ridiculous." | |
| DavidW says, "heh" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You crawl back up the embankment. Floyd | Floyd | Fondue Fens Floyd | Wasteland, blasted and bubbling with molten chocolate bogs. Steam Floyd | rises to the stars. Across the fens, impaled at every angle, skewers Floyd | thrust into the ground, the night sky silhouettes human corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward the drawbridge stretches back to the castle, and a downward Floyd | scramble along its embankment would see you into the moat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps crunch across the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | One cabbage whines, another sighs, and Jenny's vines cradle them both. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | | DavidW says, "West and East wings are mostly destroyed now." | |
Floyd | >
| Knight_Otu says, "I figured." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "And the balance chamber may be ... well, either in or out of balance." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balance Gallery Floyd | Northward a gleaming golden door would lead into the chapel, but it's Floyd | sealed. Beneath your feet, the floor's plated with silver polished to Floyd | a mirror's shine. Floyd | Floyd | Southward lies the courtyard; westward and eastward, both wings have Floyd | collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > Z Floyd | Floyd | You consume time. Floyd | Floyd | As you stand in the gallery, the floor sinks. Click click click Floyd | click click: chains rattle inside the walls. More mechanisms Floyd | groan above the golden door, beginning to lift its gigantic slab, but Floyd | then they stop clicking and the door doesn't budge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x door" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X DOOR Floyd | Floyd | No hinge, no handle, no keyhole or crack is to be seen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x chains" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CHAINS Floyd | Floyd | I'm afraid I don't see what you mean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X FLOOR Floyd | Floyd | Your reflection: superb, splendid, spectacular. You're thick in all Floyd | the right places, larded to a magnificent degree by the five courses Floyd | you've finished. Think how plump you'll become after the last. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > JUMP Floyd | Floyd | As you jump, the floor rises, and when you land, it sinks again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > Z Floyd | Floyd | You consume time. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Balance Gallery Floyd | Northward a gleaming golden door would lead into the chapel, but it's Floyd | sealed. Beneath your feet, the floor's plated with silver polished to Floyd | a mirror's shine. Floyd | Floyd | Southward lies the courtyard; westward and eastward, both wings have Floyd | collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat door" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT DOOR Floyd | Floyd | Biting's useless. Licking's fruitless. Your teeth don't dent the gold. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | When you leave the gallery, its floor rises again. Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | More mewls from more nurseries draw Jenny across the courtyard. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x balcony" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BALCONY Floyd | Floyd | You would've had a view into the courtyard from that balcony, Floyd | but you'll never reach it now that both the castle's wings have been Floyd | destroyed. Floyd | Floyd | Still, you might discover another vantage upstairs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Don't knock your head on vegetables above, enormous bundles that drape Floyd | from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a clump, and turnips Floyd | rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Westward you'll find the gatehouse, downward a stair spirals into the Floyd | kitchen, but northward the storeroom's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gatehouse Floyd | Through a narrow window there's a view across the moat. Another hole Floyd | once ran a chain to the drawbridge: no more. Root beer bottles lie Floyd | tumbled beneath a table. Floyd | Floyd | Westward the garderobe's collapsed, leaving only a ledge, and eastward Floyd | you'd return to the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oh. I didn't realize the balcony is inaccessible now. I did the courses in another order." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Broken Ledge Floyd | When the great hall toppled, it took the garderobe with it. Nothing's Floyd | left but this perch newly exposed to the courtyard down to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward you could walk, carefully, back into the gatehouse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Poised at the edge, prepared to leap… no, you step back. It's true Floyd | that you've the space to jump, but you'd land as a pancake without Floyd | anything to cushion your descent. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Poised at the edge, prepared to leap… no, you step back. It's true Floyd | that you've the space to jump, but you'd land as a pancake without Floyd | anything to cushion your descent. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Well, there should be a way." | |
| DavidW says, "yes, here, I assume." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x perch" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X PERCH Floyd | Floyd | I'd not stay here too long, darling. It's quite precarious. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I never saw 'Broken Ledge'." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > JUMP Floyd | Floyd | Poised at the edge, prepared to leap… no, you step back. It's true Floyd | that you've the space to jump, but you'd land as a pancake without Floyd | anything to cushion your descent. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x balcony" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BALCONY Floyd | Floyd | I'm afraid I don't see what you mean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x courtyard" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X COURTYARD Floyd | Floyd | In the darkness, you can't see much below, but there's no missing Floyd | Jenny Lettucehead. She's roving around the courtyard, nearby one Floyd | moment and distant the next. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X JENNY Floyd | Floyd | From here her head's a picture-perfect salad, dressing-drizzled, Floyd | topped with sliced apples, pears, toasted walnuts. You'd never glimpse Floyd | those garnishes at ground level, not with her giant lettucehead Floyd | soaring above your own. Floyd | Floyd | She's hauling herself around the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNY Floyd | Floyd | At this height? Not a chance, darling. You'd have to jump down onto Floyd | her. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "jump on her" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > JUMP ON HER Floyd | Floyd | Poised at the edge, prepared to leap… no, you step back. It's true Floyd | that you've the space to jump, but you'd land as a pancake without Floyd | anything to cushion your descent. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "jump on head" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > JUMP ON HEAD Floyd | Floyd | Poised at the edge, prepared to leap… no, you step back. It's true Floyd | that you've the space to jump, but you'd land as a pancake without Floyd | anything to cushion your descent. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X JENNY Floyd | Floyd | From here her head's a picture-perfect salad, dressing-drizzled, Floyd | topped with sliced apples, pears, toasted walnuts. You'd never glimpse Floyd | those garnishes at ground level, not with her giant lettucehead Floyd | soaring above your own. Floyd | Floyd | She's hauling herself around the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x garden" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GARDEN Floyd | Floyd | In the darkness, you can't see much below, but there's no missing Floyd | Jenny Lettucehead. She's roving around the courtyard, nearby one Floyd | moment and distant the next. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Gatehouse Floyd | Through a narrow window there's a view across the moat. Another hole Floyd | once ran a chain to the drawbridge: no more. Root beer bottles lie Floyd | tumbled beneath a table. Floyd | Floyd | Westward the garderobe's collapsed, leaving only a ledge, and eastward Floyd | you'd return to the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X HOLE Floyd | Floyd | What chain? Darling, you ate it already. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x beer" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X BEER Floyd | Floyd | It seems there's been a tipple here. Root beer bottles lie scattered, Floyd | drained to their last drops. Shame's not something the castle guards Floyd | imbibe, apparently. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat it" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT IT Floyd | Floyd | Alas, when you lift a bottle, not even the thinnest stream drips from Floyd | its neck. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Don't knock your head on vegetables above, enormous bundles that drape Floyd | from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a clump, and turnips Floyd | rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Westward you'll find the gatehouse, downward a stair spirals into the Floyd | kitchen, but northward the storeroom's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps crunch across the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | Fondue Fens Floyd | Wasteland, blasted and bubbling with molten chocolate bogs. Steam Floyd | rises to the stars. Across the fens, impaled at every angle, skewers Floyd | thrust into the ground, the night sky silhouettes human corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward the drawbridge stretches back to the castle, and a downward Floyd | scramble along its embankment would see you into the moat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x castle" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CASTLE Floyd | Floyd | Castle Charyot, some call it now. It gained that name in its Floyd | pretender's reign, but names are only doors. When one door shuts, Floyd | whether after an hour or a thousand years, another name will crawl Floyd | onto a tongue to open more. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You scramble down the embankment. Floyd | Floyd | Moat Floyd | Milk runs along the moat's bottom, and from its surface rises a Floyd | nightsoil mound that not even a flood could wash away. Floyd | Floyd | Scramble upward again and you'll regain the fens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x milk" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MILK Floyd | Floyd | All that remains from the deluge you drank. This milk's gone brown and Floyd | rancid flowing here in the moat's muck. Sludge sucks your feet with Floyd | every step you take. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ew" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x mound" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X MOUND Floyd | Floyd | Droppings have splattered here for years, none too great nor too small Floyd | to contribute. Don't suppose those alone sat in the garderobe made Floyd | this summit: pisspots and trash from every quarter find themselves Floyd | thrown to the moat. It's a most equalizing muck. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "You know you want to." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "I was hoping I'd see a path of some kind up there from here. We could see the garderobe from here after all." | ||
| Knight_Otu asks, "Do I?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I don't know that you do." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "But, I mean, I'll watch you do whatever." | ||
| DavidW says, "Examine Jenny again from ground level." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I guess it's not that different from the guard, but..." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You crawl back up the embankment. Floyd | Floyd | Fondue Fens Floyd | Wasteland, blasted and bubbling with molten chocolate bogs. Steam Floyd | rises to the stars. Across the fens, impaled at every angle, skewers Floyd | thrust into the ground, the night sky silhouettes human corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward the drawbridge stretches back to the castle, and a downward Floyd | scramble along its embankment would see you into the moat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps crunch across the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | Her vines caress two cabbages gurgling in the dirt. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X JENNY Floyd | Floyd | A lettucehead like hers would break the widest wheelbarrow and command Floyd | every ribbon at the fair. Put away your spades and seedling dreams, Floyd | farmhands; you're through. Pearl onions at her maize earlobes. Ripe Floyd | cherry cheeks. Jenny, let's see your carrot jaws. A rather sharkish Floyd | smile, hasn't she? Quell your concerns and count your blessings she's Floyd | no predator. Soil's her standard fare, the richer, fouler the better. Floyd | After a battle, when the land's imbued with rot, flowers still bloom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "climb head" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > CLIMB HEAD Floyd | Floyd | You have to eat. You have no choice. Next time, no matter what you Floyd | try, you'll try to eat instead, and you'll keep eating after that. All Floyd | actions you attempt tonight, you'll attempt with your mouth. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat balcony" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BALCONY Floyd | Floyd | You would've had a view into the courtyard from that balcony, Floyd | but you'll never reach it now that both the castle's wings have been Floyd | destroyed. Floyd | Floyd | Still, you might discover another vantage upstairs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Don't knock your head on vegetables above, enormous bundles that drape Floyd | from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a clump, and turnips Floyd | rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Westward you'll find the gatehouse, downward a stair spirals into the Floyd | kitchen, but northward the storeroom's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Walk no farther. You'll walk into thin air. The storeroom has crumbled Floyd | into the banquet hall, and you'd break your bones twenty different Floyd | ways were you to take a tumble after it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | There's barely room to peer inside now that the ceiling's caved. Only Floyd | rubble and smashed dishes still settling in pockets under the debris. Floyd | This banquet hall will hold no further feasts. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Don't knock your head on vegetables above, enormous bundles that drape Floyd | from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a clump, and turnips Floyd | rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Westward you'll find the gatehouse, downward a stair spirals into the Floyd | kitchen, but northward the storeroom's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gatehouse Floyd | Through a narrow window there's a view across the moat. Another hole Floyd | once ran a chain to the drawbridge: no more. Root beer bottles lie Floyd | tumbled beneath a table. Floyd | Floyd | Westward the garderobe's collapsed, leaving only a ledge, and eastward Floyd | you'd return to the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You might go westward or eastward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Broken Ledge Floyd | When the great hall toppled, it took the garderobe with it. Nothing's Floyd | left but this perch newly exposed to the courtyard down to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward you could walk, carefully, back into the gatehouse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | Poised at the edge, prepared to leap… no, you step back. It's true Floyd | that you've the space to jump, but you'd land as a pancake without Floyd | anything to cushion your descent. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "call jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > CALL JENNY Floyd | Floyd | When in doubt, eat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "enter jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > ENTER JENNY Floyd | Floyd | You've nowhere to go but eastward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You've nowhere to go but eastward. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I thought you'd get the hint by examining Jenny, but I guess not." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X JENNY Floyd | Floyd | From here her head's a picture-perfect salad, dressing-drizzled, Floyd | topped with sliced apples, pears, toasted walnuts. You'd never glimpse Floyd | those garnishes at ground level, not with her giant lettucehead Floyd | soaring above your own. Floyd | Floyd | She's hauling herself around the garden. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "no, not from here." | |
| DavidW says, "Her ground-level description." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, I know you said that earlier." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You have a hole in your stomach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Gatehouse Floyd | Through a narrow window there's a view across the moat. Another hole Floyd | once ran a chain to the drawbridge: no more. Root beer bottles lie Floyd | tumbled beneath a table. Floyd | Floyd | Westward the garderobe's collapsed, leaving only a ledge, and eastward Floyd | you'd return to the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Don't knock your head on vegetables above, enormous bundles that drape Floyd | from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a clump, and turnips Floyd | rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Westward you'll find the gatehouse, downward a stair spirals into the Floyd | kitchen, but northward the storeroom's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x vegetables" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X VEGETABLES Floyd | Floyd | No vegetables are quite as large as these eggplants and turnips at the Floyd | front, but even the more reasonable radishes, the more diminutive Floyd | endives, the peas in pods would outweigh a toddler. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat radish" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT RADISH Floyd | Floyd | Crunch, crunch, crunch! Everything's drowned out as you crunch Floyd | crunching radishes. Their crunches resonate inside your head. Each Floyd | bite's exceptionally crisp. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You have a hole in your stomach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat eggplant" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT EGGPLANT Floyd | Floyd | Burrow into an eggplant. Eat out its spongy white insides until the Floyd | purple peel's empty and you can ease into its skin. Yes, what a regal Floyd | uniform that eggplant makes. Quite refined livery. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You descend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | She could use some fresh soil herself, our overworked Jenny. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat bed" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT BED Floyd | Floyd | You eat another cabbage. Jenny won't stop you. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "heh. The game's giving extra hints now." | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNY Floyd | Floyd | You won't catch her, my dear. Your only hope's finding a method to Floyd | plant her in place. After all this gardening, I'm sure that she'd Floyd | appreciate pausing to have a bite. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat soil" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SOIL Floyd | Floyd | Even the dirt is delicious, with aromatic coffee grounds mingled Floyd | amongst its clods. You dig into the soil and shovel it down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat soil" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SOIL Floyd | Floyd | Even the dirt is delicious, with aromatic coffee grounds mingled Floyd | amongst its clods. You dig into the soil and shovel it down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "jenny, eat soil" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > JENNY, EAT SOIL Floyd | Floyd | You can't help gulping what you'd say. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x soil" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SOIL Floyd | Floyd | Moist soil's been turned here, enriched by buckets from the moat. A Floyd | castle never wants for compost after its chamberpots have been tossed. Floyd | Jelly worms twist and wriggle through the dirt. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X JENNY Floyd | Floyd | A lettucehead like hers would break the widest wheelbarrow and command Floyd | every ribbon at the fair. Put away your spades and seedling dreams, Floyd | farmhands; you're through. Pearl onions at her maize earlobes. Ripe Floyd | cherry cheeks. Jenny, let's see your carrot jaws. A rather sharkish Floyd | smile, hasn't she? Quell your concerns and count your blessings she's Floyd | no predator. Soil's her standard fare, the richer, fouler the better. Floyd | After a battle, when the land's imbued with rot, flowers still bloom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "enter bed" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > ENTER BED Floyd | Floyd | You might go northward or southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "enter soil" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > ENTER SOIL Floyd | Floyd | You might go northward or southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "cry" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > CRY Floyd | Floyd | Never despair, my dear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat soil" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT SOIL Floyd | Floyd | Even the dirt is delicious, with aromatic coffee grounds mingled Floyd | amongst its clods. You dig into the soil and shovel it down. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I may have to be explicit." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Since I'm apparently stupid tonight..." | ||
| Jacqueline exclaims (at DW), "These are family-friendly transcripts!" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "(Usually. Probably not today.)" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I was about to say." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "heh" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Especially the bit with the cow." | ||
| DavidW asks, "Jenny wants fresh soil. Where do they get new soil from?" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x soil" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X SOIL Floyd | Floyd | Moist soil's been turned here, enriched by buckets from the moat. A Floyd | castle never wants for compost after its chamberpots have been tossed. Floyd | Jelly worms twist and wriggle through the dirt. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Yeah..." | |
| DavidW says, "So bring some compost from the moat." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps crunch across the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | Fondue Fens Floyd | Wasteland, blasted and bubbling with molten chocolate bogs. Steam Floyd | rises to the stars. Across the fens, impaled at every angle, skewers Floyd | thrust into the ground, the night sky silhouettes human corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward the drawbridge stretches back to the castle, and a downward Floyd | scramble along its embankment would see you into the moat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You scramble down the embankment. Floyd | Floyd | Moat Floyd | Milk runs along the moat's bottom, and from its surface rises a Floyd | nightsoil mound that not even a flood could wash away. Floyd | Floyd | Scramble upward again and you'll regain the fens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "get mound" | ||
Floyd ] Moat 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > GET MOUND Floyd | Floyd | You are going to eat. Floyd | Floyd | Praise all that's sweet, child, you're not a chamberpot! And yet Floyd | you've dug your hands into the filth and started packing down Floyd | fistfuls. Feculent morsels dribble on your chin. Your cheeks balloon. Floyd | Your willpower's commendable. Don't swallow, darling: spare yourself Floyd | and spit. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "I was hoping to avoid that s...." | |
| Jacqueline says, "I was wondering how-- yeah" | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Fondue Fens 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You crawl back up the embankment. Floyd | Floyd | Fondue Fens Floyd | Wasteland, blasted and bubbling with molten chocolate bogs. Steam Floyd | rises to the stars. Across the fens, impaled at every angle, skewers Floyd | thrust into the ground, the night sky silhouettes human corpses. Floyd | Floyd | Northward the drawbridge stretches back to the castle, and a downward Floyd | scramble along its embankment would see you into the moat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Your footsteps crunch across the bridge. Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master Floyd | hauls herself from bed to bed, throwing her tendrils out to drag her Floyd | leafy head across the ground. That would be Jenny Lettucehead, the Floyd | castle gardener extraordinaire. Here you're in her domain, patches Floyd | plump with young cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | There's cooing from one nursery, and Jenny's tendrils scramble to Floyd | investigate. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "drop soil" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > DROP SOIL Floyd | Floyd | I told you, you're going to eat. Floyd | Floyd | Your mouth's packed. Go ahead and spit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "spit" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > SPIT Floyd | Floyd | Bend over, yes, heave out the filth, puke everything into a steaming Floyd | pile till your mouth's empty. Floyd | Floyd | Now wipe your chin and stand aside: Jenny's at hand. Floyd | Floyd | Vines slither toward the midden that you've made. She smells it, Jenny Floyd | does, manure fit for pomegranate queens and cabbage kings. She'll have Floyd | that feast or this garden's not her land to command. Her lettucehead Floyd | crashes across the yard, she plants herself, tendrils surging to scoop Floyd | the filth into her yawning maw. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You might go northward or southward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | No common bailey, but a garden with walls trellis-wound. Its master's Floyd | feasting at a mound whose stench steams in the nighttime air. That Floyd | would be Jenny Lettucehead, vines slithering to convey fetid morsels Floyd | to her mouth. Here you're in her domain, patches plump with young Floyd | cabbages. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, below a balcony, a door opens into the balance gallery, and Floyd | southward are the gateway and drawbridge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Castle Gateway 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Castle Gateway Floyd | You stand before the castle's only gate. Through this passage must Floyd | pass all seeking admittance or leave, whether they be the fairest or Floyd | most squalid amongst us. Floyd | Floyd | Southward the great drawbridge has been lowered. Floyd | Floyd | Walk northward, noble guests, to the courtyard; slink eastward, Floyd | servants, serfs bearing supplies, through that low kitchen door. All Floyd | to their stationed ranks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Kitchen 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Kitchen Floyd | Nobody now remains to tend this kitchen's hearth or knead the dough Floyd | rolled on the countertops. Neglected saucepans cool. Flour has settled Floyd | on the floor, tracked with footprints. Floyd | Floyd | Westward a doorway opens to the castle gate; stairs wind upward to the Floyd | pantry and downward to the buttery; northward the banquet hall lies in Floyd | ruin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Pantry 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You ascend the staircase. Floyd | Floyd | Pantry Floyd | Don't knock your head on vegetables above, enormous bundles that drape Floyd | from the ceiling's beams. Here are eggplants in a clump, and turnips Floyd | rocking where you've nudged a brace. Floyd | Floyd | Westward you'll find the gatehouse, downward a stair spirals into the Floyd | kitchen, but northward the storeroom's collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Gatehouse 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gatehouse Floyd | Through a narrow window there's a view across the moat. Another hole Floyd | once ran a chain to the drawbridge: no more. Root beer bottles lie Floyd | tumbled beneath a table. Floyd | Floyd | Westward the garderobe's collapsed, leaving only a ledge, and eastward Floyd | you'd return to the pantry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Broken Ledge Floyd | When the great hall toppled, it took the garderobe with it. Nothing's Floyd | left but this perch newly exposed to the courtyard down to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Eastward you could walk, carefully, back into the gatehouse. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x garden" | ||
Floyd ] Broken Ledge 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X GARDEN Floyd | Floyd | In the darkness, you can't see much below, but there's no missing Floyd | Jenny Lettucehead. She's planted herself right beneath your perch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | What's that balled in your throat? A lump? Floyd | Floyd | My dear, gulp down your fear and jump! Floyd | Floyd | Skyward you leap, earthward you fall, and with a leafy smash you crash Floyd | into the salad greens crowning the castle gardener. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard (atop Jenny Lettucehead) 5/6 Floyd | into the salad greens crowning the castle gardener. Floyd | Courtyard (atop Jenny Lettucehead) Floyd | Sweet nectar, what supreme salad is this! Arugula, ripe tomatoes, Floyd | avocados in creamy halves, croutons larger than cannonballs, diced Floyd | apples and poached pears and parmesan sprinkled as liberal as you Floyd | please. Olives roll underneath your feet, toasted walnuts might stub Floyd | your toes, everything's drizzled well with truffle oil vinaigrette. Floyd | Floyd | Jenny's not unaware you're on her head. She groans aloud. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Hope you like salad." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Much better than what was last in our mouth." | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard (atop Jenny Lettucehead) 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNY Floyd | Floyd | With vegetation all around, you dive forward into the ground: no Floyd | ground at all, but leaves layered on leaves enwrapping Jenny's giant Floyd | head. Burrow and bite. Your jaws find purchase everywhere. Shred, Floyd | swallow, shred, swallow again. Claw clumps and gobble them until Floyd | they're gone. Floyd | Floyd | Vines slither heavenward to dislodge you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard (atop Jenny Lettucehead) 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNY Floyd | Floyd | Now what's this underneath your gobbled greens: alfalfa sprouts? They Floyd | burst through shredded foliage, unfurling budded follicles. Fistfuls Floyd | are yours to yank and chomp, devouring more than bushels would bind, Floyd | than bales would hold. You'll have more, more arugula, more lettuce Floyd | leaves, more salad greens. Floyd | Floyd | What's that? Not long enough? Jenny's vines strain to reach you and Floyd | she roars. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard (atop Jenny Lettucehead) 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNY Floyd | Floyd | Your jaws drip mulch. Fibers entwine your teeth. You crunch more Floyd | lettuce leaves, you eat more salad greens, you dive deeper until you Floyd | bite broccoli. Florets forest another layer under the arugula: raw, Floyd | steamed, cheddar-dipped, creamed broccoli, varieties that vanish down Floyd | your throat in a twinkling. Floyd | Floyd | Oh she's displeased, mighty displeased! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jenny" | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard (atop Jenny Lettucehead) 5/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNY Floyd | Floyd | Burrow more and asparagus reveal their rainbow stalks. They're Floyd | lattice-laced beneath the lettuce leaves, tinged with ultramarine and Floyd | rosy pink, finely stippled, mauve and azure, dripping butter with Floyd | every bite. Firm, exquisite asparagus, prepare to be swallowed. Floyd | Floyd | Eat, eat, darling. Delay for nothing now you're on her head. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat jenny" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT JENNY Floyd | Floyd | Caterpillars at their most industrious would struggle to chew rifts Floyd | such as you have through Jenny's head. She's pockmarked, semi-circles Floyd | edging each hole bitten by your teeth. Leaves strain under your Floyd | weight. You're sinking deeper into her salad. Layers collapse, veined Floyd | networks shred, branches batter your face as you tumble past lettuce Floyd | leaves. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Inside Jenny Lettucehead 5/6 Floyd | leaves. Floyd | Inside Jenny Lettucehead Floyd | At her core Jenny's chambered; roots trace through her walls; and what Floyd | should beat amongst her leaves but an artichoke heart. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat heart" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT HEART Floyd | Floyd | Yes, ma'am, even a peck… a pickled pepper peck… enough to feed Floyd | their Floyd | little mouths… what I'd give for a pear… apples, an artichoke… oh Floyd | please, ma'am, just one lettuce head… as you wish, my darling. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | please, ma'am, just one lettuce head… as you wish, my darling. Floyd | Her heart is yours. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | Her heart is yours. Floyd | Green torrents pour into your gut, vines rooted to the artichoke Floyd | you've devoured. Jenny's screaming. Her leaves heave as you gnash Floyd | inside, lettuce funneled into your throat, your jaws chomping to Floyd | engulf carrots, onions, and cherries. Maize kernels pop. Your arms are Floyd | vinaigrette-slathered, reaching to guide more salad into your stomach. Floyd | Floyd | She's reaching too: her tendrils cling to trellises. Down they topple. Floyd | Her vines enwrap the balcony; down cracks the balcony. She drags Floyd | cabbages wailing from their nurseries. Vegetables, fruit: the garden's Floyd | gone; one final vine flickers outside your lips until you slurp it Floyd | down, and burp, and contemplate the silent night. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd | down, and burp, and contemplate the silent night. Floyd | Sixth course: eaten. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Courtyard 6/6 Floyd | Sixth course: eaten. Floyd | Courtyard Floyd | What was a garden's now nothing but parched soil. Floyd | Floyd | Through a quadrant above, you can see stars. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, the balance gallery; southward, the gate. Floyd | Floyd | > | Knight_Otu asks, "Poor Jenny. Whatever did she do to us?" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Balance Gallery Floyd | Northward a gleaming golden door would lead into the chapel, but it's Floyd | sealed. Beneath your feet, the floor's plated with silver polished to Floyd | a mirror's shine. Floyd | Floyd | Southward lies the courtyard; westward and eastward, both wings have Floyd | collapsed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd ] Balance Gallery 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > Z Floyd | Floyd | You consume time. Floyd | Floyd | As you stand in the gallery, the floor sinks, and chains click Floyd | click click click click click behind walls. Contraptions groan, Floyd | balances shift, and the great golden door rises. Mist sparkling with Floyd | frost rolls over the threshold. Snowflakes brush past your cheeks. Floyd | Bright light streams from the space beyond. Floyd | Floyd | Northward, the castle's chapel is open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd | > Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | My dear, look at you! I could shed a tear. You've done it, conquered Floyd | the castle, cleaned out the rooms as a good child ought to clean a Floyd | plate. Only the greatest eaters pass the balance gallery, and you've Floyd | proven your stomach's worth. You are a champion. Floyd | Floyd | Come, come, my sweet darling, approach. Floyd | Floyd | You might have finished dinner, but there's still dessert. | ||
| Knight_Otu pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] Chapel 6/6 Floyd | You might have finished dinner, but there's still dessert. Floyd | Chapel Floyd | Everything's laid for you, my dear. You're brilliant, bathed in Floyd | rainbows shot through stained-sherbet windows. No matter where you Floyd | look, ice cream shimmers. Popsicles drip and glisten from loggias Floyd | overhead. I couldn't be more proud to see you now. Floyd | Floyd | A luscious fur's draped across the altar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x windows" | ||
Floyd ] Chapel 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X WINDOWS Floyd | Floyd | Transmuted moonbeams glide through frozen panes. Each sherbet panel's Floyd | frosted with colors that flood the chapel with soft pastel light. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x ice" | ||
Floyd ] Chapel 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X ICE Floyd | Floyd | Supreme scoops sprinkled with sprinkles and swirled with fudge, Floyd | spotted with chocolate chips, topped with whipped cream and bright red Floyd | cherries. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x popsicles" | ||
Floyd ] Chapel 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X POPSICLES Floyd | Floyd | Arched galleries surround the room, bound by iced rails that onlookers Floyd | might lean upon, and from their lower ledges hang the longest and most Floyd | mesmerizing popsicles. Each tip sparkles. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x fur" | ||
Floyd ] Chapel 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X FUR Floyd | Floyd | You wouldn't think a rodent would have such sumptuous fur, but this Floyd | royal fur's better groomed than any mortal king's coiffure. It's found Floyd | a higher purpose here than its skinned bearer could have given it. Now Floyd | what it needs is something fitting to adorn its spread. Floyd | Floyd | Just one tip from my golden virge and—la!—a shining droplet falls. Floyd | There's a soft hiss, and then a jeweled cup steams where it struck the Floyd | altar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "x cup" | ||
Floyd ] Chapel 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > X CUP Floyd | Floyd | Rose-red with beatings in it, as if the drink were alive, all the Floyd | walls in the chapel dyed with rosy colors leaping from the cup. It's Floyd | haloed, holy, and it's yours. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat it" | ||
Floyd ] Chvpel 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT IT Floyd | Floyd | As you lift the chalice, what's inside shines bright as fire, and you Floyd | start to tingle as you sip the hot beverage. It's something that Floyd | you've never tasted, very sweet and foamy and creamy, and it warms you Floyd | right down to your toes. Floyd | Floyd | What you've imbibed is power. Nothing else compares. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "get fur" | ||
Floyd ] Cvpel 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > GET FUR Floyd | Floyd | Your veins burn and your eyes blaze from the drink. Give it a moment Floyd | longer and your vision will torch holes through this realm's veil. You Floyd | see, darling, you've never been alone, not even when you found Floyd | yourself enchained in the dungeon. I've charmed each challenge and Floyd | chamber especially to test your appetite. My hosts have been your Floyd | spectators. Now you'll perceive them too. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd ] Cvpen 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > Z Floyd | Floyd | Here, dear, I'll guide your gaze aloft: there they are in the loggias, Floyd | crowding to gain a better view. Their grey faces and hairy hands and Floyd | glittering, flittering wings unfold from hidden regions as your Floyd | perception sharpens. What rascals, slapping their knees with delight. Floyd | Oh, how they hoot and howl to see you sweat! Floyd | Floyd | You are sweating rather a lot. Floyd | Floyd | This chapel's grown from cold to piping hot. Popsicles trickle. Ice Floyd | cream melts. Sherbet runs into puddles that bubble, and your pores Floyd | ooze grease thick enough to fork. You're sweltering. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Chvpel? Cvpel? Cvpen?" | |
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "eat ice" | ||
Floyd ] Cven 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > EAT ICE Floyd | Floyd | Hold still. You need more time to cook. You're roasting as the chamber Floyd | roasts. Flames lick your flanks. That scintillating scent is your own Floyd | sausage sizzling. You ought to see yourself, darling. You'd salivate. Floyd | You're absolutely succulent. Every instant, your glistening flesh Floyd | plumps more wonderfully. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Oven 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Listen to those hurrahs! There's mayhem in the loggias, cheers and Floyd | trumpets and whistling, and down they pour to surround you with Floyd | revelry. At long last, you're crisped perfectly. Your steaming pork Floyd | begins to cool, although your fat's still popping as it fries inside Floyd | your skin, and every courtier bows to kiss the ground beneath your Floyd | hooves. They're groveling in your honor. Floyd | Floyd | I knew, as soon as your hunger had summoned me, that you'd triumph. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd ] Oven 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > Z Floyd | Floyd | From this hour, you'll sit at my elbow. Your childhood, your Floyd | innocence, your past's been baked away, but you've no need for such Floyd | burdens. I'll cover you with fragrant cloves instead. It's the rare Floyd | mortal that ascends to the Sugarplum Fairy's court. Only a handful in Floyd | a hundred years have managed it, and you've made them a mouthful this Floyd | evening. Floyd | Floyd | But years are mere nothings. Floyd | Floyd | Let hundreds, even thousands pass. Floyd | Floyd | One night another starving soul will dream a road to my castle, and Floyd | I'll dress every chamber with candy, fly bacon standards from spires Floyd | that stretch into the stars. As long as stomachs grumble, mouths must Floyd | eat. We'll always have a feast. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** deliciously ever after *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to QUIT, or view the CREDITS? Floyd | > | Jacqueline exclaims, "Hooray you for enduring that!" | |
| Iria arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||
| Knight_Otu says (to Floyd), "credits" | ||
Floyd ] Oven 6/6 Floyd | > Floyd | > CREDITS Floyd | Floyd | Eat Me is copyright 2017 by Chandler Groover. It may be Floyd | distributed for free, but not sold or included in any for-profit Floyd | collection without written permission from the author. It was made for Floyd | the 2017 Interactive Fiction Competition. Floyd | Floyd | Many thanks to Brian Rushton, Daphne Dieterich, DJ Hastings, Charles Floyd | La Shure, Hanon Ondricek, Eli S., Viktor Sobol, and David White for Floyd | beta-testing. Nathanael Nerode's Gender Options extension made the Floyd | programming for pronouns much more flexible. Floyd | Floyd | The game's cover image is modified from Summer (1572) by Floyd | Giuseppe Arcimboldo. Recipes in the scriptorium were adapted from a Floyd | 15th-century collection, Gentyll manly Cokere and copyd of the Floyd | Sergent to the kyng, preserved by Samuel Pepys in the 17th Floyd | century, and archived by Gode Cookery. Floyd | Floyd | If you want more edible castles, you should read The Vision of Mac Floyd | Conglinne. Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to QUIT, or view the CREDITS? Floyd | > | Knight_Otu says, "Whew." | |
| DavidW says, "Congratulations." | ||
| Iria says, "I missed it again... FML." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I enjoyed watching it, but I must say that I agree with what one review of this game said - that it was too much of a good thing." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "So now we're a freak like the people we've eaten." | ||
| DavidW says, "It's very filling." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I think we were always pretty freakish, right from the get-go." | ||
| Iria asks, "Would I be going TMI if I said I've had nightmares about doing things like this?" | ||
| Roger arrives, full of fun and funk. | Knight_Otu says, "I'm not sure there's any nightmares quite like this game." | |
| Iria says, "Yeah, mine were pretty tame compared to this." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "And yeah, we started as a child with a black hole for a stomach, which does count as freakish." | ||
| Iria exclaims, "Some of the scenes in that game seemed like they belonged in an M-rated game!" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "But maybe not as freakish as a frog-leg person." | ||
| Iria says, "Sounds like something out of my NaNoWriMo 2016 project." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Yeah. It was quite something." | ||
