  
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.
ANOTHER WARNING! A lot (most!) of the transcripts contained on this site are, shall we say, family-friendly. This is not one of those family-friendly transcripts. Just so we're clear. |
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ToyShop & Floyditorium
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#ClubFloyd Discussion
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| Jacqueline says, "The game invites us, ominously, to ENTER AMERICAN ANGST" | ||
| DavidW says, "I'm guessing from the subject matter alone that I won't like it." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "(I thought I was there already)" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "Guess we shall see." | ||
| Jacqueline enters American Angst. | ||
| PerrySimm | Everything is darkness. Everything is pain. | ||
| PerrySimm | You emerge from the black slowly, and are born back into it. | ||
| PerrySimm | One random thought amidst a throbbing headache. Another one. Your mind, starting anew, begins processing... | ||
| PerrySimm | ...that there is nothing to process. | ||
| PerrySimm | You open your eyes. Or were they open already? Are these eyelids or the black around you? | ||
| PerrySimm | You blink. Darkness. You blink. Darkness. | DavidW says, "> open coffin" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Nothing to see here,I guess." | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | Jacqueline says (to DW), "hahaha yay" | |
| PerrySimm | You are lying on your back, slowly gaining consciousness. You feel the cold of the floor beneath you, you feel the darkness, its clammy fingers digging into you, creeping under your skin, reaching for your eyes... and you sense a sharp pain in your right hand. The pain rips you from the dazed confusion. | ||
| PerrySimm | You're wide awake. | ||
| PerrySimm | Something is gnawing at you. Something is trying to eat you. | ||
| PerrySimm | You shake your hand instinctively | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | It has really gotten its teeth into you. You cry out in pain. Shaking your hand has just made the fangs dig deeper into the skin of your hand. | ||
| PerrySimm | Using your left hand, you lean over and feel... | DavidW asks, "A rat? A snake?" | |
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | a rat. A damn big, hairy rat. | ||
| PerrySimm | Surprised by the unexpected second hand, the rat lets go. You fling it away. | ||
| PerrySimm | The rat returns. This time around it goes for your face. You will have to get rid of it. | ||
| PerrySimm | Either you scare it away successfully – or you will have to kill it. You have nothing but your hands and fists. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | You grab the rat | ||
| PerrySimm | You try to scare the rat away | DavidW says, "I vote grab." | |
| Knight_Otu asks, "No feet to kick it with?" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, grab." | ||
| PerrySimm | SMASH THE RAT ON THE GROUND! | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU: 7 HPIT: 3 HP | ||
| PerrySimm | CLENCH YOUR FISTS, SMASH THE RAT | Jacqueline says, "We appear to have entered some meta/minigame" | |
| DavidW asks, "Goodness. Hit points so soon?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I will do my best to convey this." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Oh, RPG mechaics." | ||
| PerrySimm | THAT WASN'T HARD ENOUGH. TRY AGAIN. | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU: 7 HPIT: 2 HP | ||
| PerrySimm | IT TRIES TO WIGGLE OUT OF YOUR GRIP. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | SOMEHOW, THE RAT MANAGES TO BITE YOU. | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU: 6.5 HPIT: 2 HP | ||
| PerrySimm | CLENCH YOUR FISTS, SMASH THE RAT | DavidW says, "We have more HP. We'll win." | |
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | The rat goes limp. You deal it one final blow for good measure. | ||
| PerrySimm | It's dead. You lie on the floor in the dark breathing heavily. You examine your wound using your fingers. The bites are quite deep, albeit not as deep as you thought based on the pain. | ||
| PerrySimm | I hope I had my vaccinations... | ||
| PerrySimm | you think to yourself. And then it hits you. | ||
| PerrySimm | Neither do you know where you are, nor do you remember how you got here. And while your eyes try to adjust to the total darkness, you realize you don't even know... | ||
| PerrySimm | ...who you are. | Knight_Otu says, "Hope it's not the vanguard of a swarm." | |
| DavidW says, "It might be if we stay put." | ||
| PerrySimm | Who... who am I? | ||
| PerrySimm | But you have no answer. There's a blank slate where your memories should be. | ||
| PerrySimm | No recollection whatsoever. No idea what your name is. Where you're from. How old you are. Where you are. What you are scared of. | ||
| PerrySimm | What are you scared of, off the top of your head? | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Been there, done that: Rats | ||
| PerrySimm | Spiders | ||
| PerrySimm | Clowns | ||
| PerrySimm | Darkness | DavidW says, "I'd pick rats, I think." | |
| Jacqueline says, "Not clowns? Okay." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I'd be down with rats." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Sure, rats." | ||
| DavidW says, "Spiders, clowns, and darkness can be friends." | ||
| DavidW says, "Rats never are." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "Untrue. Just ask our friends who keep them as pets." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Anyway...." | ||
| PerrySimm | Ugh, yeah, that beast was monstrous and you had an issue with the fact it was trying to eat you alive, but are you scared of it? Not really. What are you really afraid of? | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Spiders | ||
| PerrySimm | Clowns | ||
| PerrySimm | Darkness | Knight_Otu says, "Gee, thanks for giving us a nonchoice, then." | |
| DavidW says, "This is one reason why I dislike choice-based games. They promise agency and don't deliver." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Note: CHOICES is not a choice, though I hope you're not really afraid of CHOICES" | ||
| Knight_Otu asks, "Spiders?" | ||
| DavidW says, "fine, pick spiders." | ||
| PerrySimm | At this point, it's basically just an uneducated guess. But who knows – given that "Spiders" is what came to mind off-the-cuff, there just might be some truth in it... | ||
| PerrySimm | Hard to say. You remember nothing. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your memory has gone dark. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | At this point, it's basically just an uneducated guess. But who knows – given that "Spiders" is what came to mind off-the-cuff, there just might be some truth in it... | ||
| PerrySimm | Hard to say. You remember nothing. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your memory has gone dark. | ||
| PerrySimm | Just like... | ||
| PerrySimm | everything around you. Pitch black darkness. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | You turn your head back and forth. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your heart starts pounding like mad. You breathe faster. Too fast. You sense an incoming panic attack. Not good. You need to stay focused. | ||
| PerrySimm | If your panic status were an index, it would probably be at 7 out of 10 right now, on its way to a 8, with 10 being a panic attack. Try to bring your panic status down to 5 by breathing calmly. The last thing you need is a panic attack... | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | DavidW says, ">open fridge. drink juice" | |
| PerrySimm | Turn your head back and forth | ||
| PerrySimm | Breathe | DavidW asks, "Is that it? Just two choices?" | |
| Knight_Otu says, ">Stop breathing" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah." | ||
| DavidW says, "Pick breathe, then." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Breathe seems the option to pick." | ||
| PerrySimm | Good job! Continue breathing like this until you have calmed down. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your panic status now is at 6. | ||
| PerrySimm | Breathe | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | DavidW asks, "Is 6 better than before?" | |
| PerrySimm | Good job! Continue breathing like this until you have calmed down. | ||
| PerrySimm | You have calmed down. You are thinking clearly. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Ok, so breathing calmly seems to be a good remedy against panic attacks, despite the stuffy air. | ||
| PerrySimm | But apart from that, nothing has changed. You are still lying on a cold, moist floor. You don't know how you got to be in this situation, and to make matters worse, you don't even know who you are. | ||
| PerrySimm | No memory whatsoever. | ||
| PerrySimm | What a nightmare... | ||
| PerrySimm | Hang on. Nightmare? | ||
| PerrySimm | You pinch yourself | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | Knight_Otu says, "Since it rose before..." | |
| PerrySimm | Nope. Not a nightmare. You've probably just gone blind. | ||
| PerrySimm | Am I blind?! | ||
| PerrySimm | The thought scares you so much that you sit up. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Shouldn't have done that. A sudden pain rips through your head that makes you lie back down on the floor. Given the fact that the rainbow colours and flashing stars are back, gyrating wildly across your retina, it's probably safe to say you're not blind... | ||
| PerrySimm | Worst hangover ever... | ||
| PerrySimm | The pain makes you grab your head | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Your head is killing you. It's pounding. You notice it's wet at the back. You taste your finger. Iron. Definitely blood. Oh no. | ||
| PerrySimm | You're injured, obviously, which would explain the amnesia. And your situation in general. | ||
| PerrySimm | In addition to the headache you're experiencing some dizziness. Have you suffered a concussion? Difficult to say. If you were to measure your health status on an index from 1 to 10, you probably would find yourself around 6.5 HP, you guess. | ||
| PerrySimm | I'd better make a mental note and monitor everything, don't know where this is going... | ||
| PerrySimm | you think to yourself. On the plus side, your short term memory seems to be working – you can recall all relevant information since waking up here ☰ in your mental note. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Situation in general | ||
| PerrySimm | Continue | Jacqueline says, "There is now a header I can click on." | |
| Jacqueline says, "When I click on it, we go back to the weird RPG minigame interface." | ||
| DavidW asks, "What was that symbol between 'up here' and 'in your mental note'?" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Looks like three lines to me." | ||
| DavidW says, "yeah" | ||
| PerrySimm | CURRENT STATUS FROM THE HEADER: | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU HAVE NOTHING BUT THE CLOTHES YOU'RE WEARING. | ||
| PerrySimm | YOUR WEAPON: FISTS | ||
| PerrySimm | YOUR HEALTH: 6.5 HP | ||
| PerrySimm | YOUR PANIC STATUS: 5 | Knight_Otu asks, "Is that the clickable header, then?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah. I guess from now on we'll be able to click on it whenever." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm not sure about your question, DW, but I haven't seen any images, only some text formatting, and I've given you choices when there were choices." | ||
| DavidW says, "☰" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh. I didn't realize that had gotten pasted anywhere." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, that's the header." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh, I see now." | ||
| DavidW asks, "So if he choose situation in general, does that give the same response?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "That is in line with the text but is referring you to the status header." | ||
| DavidW says, "er if we choose" | ||
| Knight_Otu asks, "So, situation in general, then?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm. dunno. Let me check." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "No. It changes that paragraph to read..." | ||
| PerrySimm | You're injured, obviously, which would explain the amnesia. And your situation in general. Well, at least the part where you're unconscious. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Your health is at 6.5 HP, but that will be irrelevant if you don't find out what on earth is going on here. | ||
| PerrySimm | It's still pitch black dark around you. You see nothing. What is this? Where are you? In a basement? In confinement somewhere? Buried... | ||
| PerrySimm | AHHHHH | DavidW asks, "Can we make a bandage for our headwound from our shirt?" | |
| PerrySimm | Your health is at 6.5 HP, but that will be irrelevant if you don't find out what on earth is going on here. | ||
| PerrySimm | (oops) | ||
| PerrySimm | WHAT THE... WHAT IS THAT? | ||
| PerrySimm | AHHHH | DavidW says, "The giant spider. The stage manager give her her cue." | |
| PerrySimm | Sounds like a... a wounded animal... | ||
| PerrySimm | Am I imagining this? | ||
| PerrySimm | I must have imagined it, my mind is playing tricks on me... | ||
| PerrySimm | I must not let it get to me... | ||
| PerrySimm | Holy shit, I'm gonna panic... | ||
| PerrySimm | I have to find a way out of here... | ||
| PerrySimm | Whatever here is... | ||
| PerrySimm | You have to find out where you are. Who you are. How you ended up in this situation. What this place is. Why you are injured. | ||
| PerrySimm | You get on your knees carefully. Not that easy to keep one's balance when you're practically blind. Your head's still aching like hell, but the dizziness is gone. Time to find out what's going on. | ||
| PerrySimm | You have no choice but to feel your way around. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Examine injury | ||
| PerrySimm | Feel your way to the left | ||
| PerrySimm | Feel your way to the right | DavidW says, "I'd examine my injury, I think." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Yeah." | ||
| PerrySimm | Why you are injured. Was there a fight? Have you been kidnapped, are you being held hostage? As much as you try, you remember nothing. Damn amnesia. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Feel your way to the left | ||
| PerrySimm | Feel your way to the right | DavidW says, "That told us *nothing* about our injury." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Not much of an examination." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "...yeah" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "So. LEFT or RIGHT" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "CHOOSE WISELY" | ||
| Knight_Otu asks, "Left?" | ||
| DavidW says, "RIGHT. Most people are right-handed." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Okay then." | ||
| DavidW says, "If we dropped something, right is more likely." | ||
| PerrySimm | You turn to the right. Crawling slowly through the darkness on your knees, you explore the terrain in front of you. You use your hands to scan the floor in semicircles. | ||
| PerrySimm | Bare concrete... | ||
| PerrySimm | Dust... | ||
| PerrySimm | Filth. | ||
| PerrySimm | You encounter an obstacle. It seems to be metallic. You follow the form with your hands. If you're not mistaken, this is some kind of plank bed... or cot? | ||
| PerrySimm | Yes, definitely a cot. Simple metal frame. Thin matrace. | ||
| PerrySimm | Where would you like to start exploring the cot: on top or in the space below it? | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Explore the matrace | ||
| PerrySimm | Explore the space beneath the cot | Jacqueline asks, "Is that, like, matress?" | |
| DavidW says, "Or a ratmace spoonerism." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Isn't is spelled... right." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "*it*" | ||
| DavidW says, "Check the matrace first, I think." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
| PerrySimm | Well, the word matrace is a euphemism at best. It is flimsy, saggy, probably full of bed bugs. For the first time you're happy you can't see anything. | ||
| PerrySimm | Judging from this discovery, you seem to be locked up in a cell. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your thoughts are interrupted by the discovery of something on the matrace. It seems to be... a... plastic soda bottle. Based on its weight, it's full. You open it carefully and smell its contents: A sugary lemonade of sorts. | DavidW says, "With our luck, we'll find a book." | |
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Examine the cell | ||
| PerrySimm | Take the soda | Knight_Otu asks, "I guess we can take the bottle?" | |
| DavidW says, "I dunno." | ||
| DavidW says, "It's not much of a weapon, but it might be better than fists." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I'm... waiting to find out why this was nominated for best game." | ||
| Knight_Otu exclaims, "It might be a healing potion!" | ||
| Jacqueline exclaims (at KO), "Could be poison!" | ||
| Knight_Otu exclaims, "AAAA!" | ||
| Jacqueline exclaims, "I know! So much (American) angst!" | ||
| DavidW says, "well, take the soda if you want it, but it might use up one hand." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I think I might prefer last week's Canadian Angst." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "hee" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, that is a potential problem." | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "So, we're taking the soda?" | ||
| DavidW says, "sure" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
| PerrySimm | ➜ Take soda bottle: The soda bottle is now in your possession! | ||
| PerrySimm | It comes in handy. Your blood sugar level could take a boost. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | You take a sip of soda | ||
| PerrySimm | You'd rather not | Knight_Otu asks, "Let's... wait on that?" | |
| DavidW says, "yeah." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "okay" | ||
| DavidW asks, "What's under the matrace?" | ||
| PerrySimm | Your health is now at 6.5 HP, your panic status at 7. | ||
| PerrySimm | Apart from that, you find nothing on the cot. | ||
| PerrySimm | The wall behind the cot is merely gaunt concrete. Your fingers don't discover anything of help. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Look on the cot | ||
| PerrySimm | Explore the space beneath the cot | Knight_Otu says, "Yeah, space beneath." | |
| DavidW says, "Explore the beneath, please." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "This is gripping drama." | ||
| DavidW says, "(Jacqueline wanted clowns.)" | ||
| PerrySimm | You go down on your knees and start probing the space below the cot. Not knowing what to expect, your hands move hesitantly. | ||
| PerrySimm | Jesus. Gross... | ||
| PerrySimm | you think. You discover a massive spiderweb, something that might be some dead insect, loads and loads of dust, and... | ||
| PerrySimm | Hang on, what's this? | ||
| PerrySimm | You carefully pick up your discovery and examine it. Yes, you weren't mistaken! | ||
| PerrySimm | A flashlight! One of those massive, weapons-grade flashlights made of aluminum that can double for a night stick. | ||
| PerrySimm | ;You take the flashlight. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | Knight_Otu exclaims, "Looking on the cot while in the darkness might... oh hey!" | |
| PerrySimm | Let's hope it works... | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | You try turning it on. | ||
| PerrySimm | Yes! | ||
| PerrySimm | It works. On the downside, the sudden flash of light blinds you temporarily. | ||
| PerrySimm | You flinch. You blink your eyes to get used to the new situation. After a while, you're able to assess the room in front of you. | ||
| PerrySimm | The cot is indescribably filthy. But your tactile sense did a good job. Nothing else to see here. It's time to explore your cell. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | You turn around... | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | Knight_Otu asks, "Chances of needing to worry about battery life?" | |
| PerrySimm | You turn around slowly and let the beam of your flashlight pan across the floor, creating a circle of light in the otherwise pitchblack darkness. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | A cockroach runs away. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Dirt, dust, filth. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Blood stains. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Blood stains? | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | Knight_Otu asks, "Ours, probably?" | |
| Iria arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||
| PerrySimm | You follow the blood splatter with your flashlight. And then you see it: | DavidW says, "I assume so." | |
| PerrySimm | A body | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | Knight_Otu says, "Or not..." | |
| PerrySimm | WHAT THE...! | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | DavidW asks, "So why wasn't the rat going after the body?" | |
| PerrySimm | You drop your flashlight. Your heart races. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | HOLY SHIT... | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | Knight_Otu exclaims, "DAmnit don't break the flashlight!" | |
| PerrySimm | You start hyperventilating. This could lead to a panic attack... | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | You try to calm down | ||
| PerrySimm | You don't try to calm down | Iria asks, "Wait, what is Perry doing?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "This is so much fun to paste for you all, let me tell ya." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Try to calm down, probably." | ||
| DavidW says, "Deathless prose." | ||
| DavidW says, "Calm down, yes." | ||
| DavidW says (to Iria), "Jacqueline is paste-ing text from a Twine game." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Jacq is playing a Twine game,and pasting it through Perry." | ||
| PerrySimm | Very good! Continue breathing, until you have calmed down. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your panic status is at 7. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | You breathe some more. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Very good! Continue breathing, until you have calmed down. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your panic status is at 6. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | You breathe some more. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Very good! Continue breathing, until you have calmed down. | ||
| PerrySimm | You have calmed down. | ||
| PerrySimm | You pick up the flashlight and take a seat on the cot. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | This is crazy... | ||
| PerrySimm | You try to make sense of it all. You take a deep breath. To recap: You find yourself in a cell in absolute darkness. You can't remember anything that happened before you regained consciousness. You have no idea who you are. You don't know how you got here. You have a laceration at the back of your head. | ||
| PerrySimm | And there's a body in the middle of the cell... | ||
| PerrySimm | You point your flashlight at the corpse. The dead person seems to be male. | ||
| PerrySimm | Did you kill him? There's no way you could say for sure, but on the other hand, there's no one else in this cell. Also, you don't even know who you are. For what it's worth, you could be in jail for being a felon, a murderer, a... | ||
| PerrySimm | What if I deserve to be here... | ||
| PerrySimm | you think. But then again, you could just as well be a victim. | ||
| PerrySimm | You try hard to remember something, anything. But you recall nothing. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Examine the apparently male body | ||
| PerrySimm | Pan the flashlight across the cell | Knight_Otu says, "I mean, I can't blame the protagonist for panicking, but all that breathing to calm down doesn't make for the best reading." | |
| Jacqueline says, "(I am typing these choices, since they are sometimes in line with the text.)" | ||
| DavidW says, "> examine body" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
| PerrySimm | You point your flashlight at the corpse. The dead person seems to be male. He lies on his belly in a massive pool of blood. | ||
| PerrySimm | He was wearing a dark blue jumpsuit. There's a red number 2 on his back. The jumpsuit looks official – not so much like a janitor, more like the kind worn by... well... security personnel. Is he... was he one of your guards? | ||
| PerrySimm | Did you kill him? There's no way you could say for sure, but on the other hand, there's no one else in this cell. Also, you don't even know who you are. For what it's worth, you could be in jail for being a felon, a murderer, a... | ||
| PerrySimm | What if I deserve to be here... | ||
| PerrySimm | you think. But then again, you could just as well be a victim. | ||
| PerrySimm | You try hard to remember something, anything. But you recall nothing. | DavidW says, "Although it would be nice to learn what else is in the cell and if there's a way out." | |
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | You let the flashlight pan across the cell. It's not that big. No windows. Very claustrophobic. 9 by 9 feet max. There's a small sink, but no toilet. Just a bucket. | ||
| PerrySimm | What a shithole. | ||
| PerrySimm | The air is stuffy and smells rotten. There doesn't seem to be any ventilation. | ||
| PerrySimm | To your right, at the rear end of the cot which stands against one of the walls, is a door. Based on what you can see it's quite a solid, probably iron door. It has a small inspection window which is closed from the outside. Here on the inside, there's no visible handle or bolt. | ||
| PerrySimm | Thanks to the flashlight you can now examine yourself. | ||
| PerrySimm | Just like a prison uniform. Something inmates would wear. | ||
| PerrySimm | You take a look at the corpse. Who is that? And what kind of place is this? | ||
| PerrySimm | You approach the body. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Examine yourself | ||
| PerrySimm | Continue | Knight_Otu says, "f x me" | |
| DavidW says, "yeah" | ||
| PerrySimm | Your top and pants are of a matching light blue color. Your top is a v-neck t-shirt. It's full of blood. | ||
| PerrySimm | The pants are baggy. Your feet are in blue slip ons. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | DavidW says, "I wonder how long it will take to swap clothes." | |
| PerrySimm | Your best guess is you sustained the amnesia from an injury while fighting with the guard that lies dead before you. Maybe he hit you with the flashlight – a guard would have a flashlight, wouldn't he? Maybe you fell to the ground and hit your head on the floor. | ||
| PerrySimm | The body still is warm. You try to feel his pulse. | ||
| PerrySimm | Nothing. He's a gonner. | ||
| PerrySimm | Next to his head you find the broken-off helve of a pair of scissors. | ||
| PerrySimm | The blades are stuck in his neck. He obviously bled to death. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Your best guess is you sustained the amnesia from an injury while fighting with the guard that lies dead before you. Maybe he hit you with the flashlight – a guard would have a flashlight, wouldn't he? Maybe you fell to the ground and hit your head on the floor. | ||
| PerrySimm | The body still is warm. You try to feel his pulse. | ||
| PerrySimm | Nothing. He's a gonner. | ||
| PerrySimm | Next to his head you find the broken-off helve of a pair of scissors. | ||
| PerrySimm | The blades are stuck in his neck. He obviously bled to death. A fair share of his blood landed on you. The amount of blood on your top surely cannot stem solely from your head injury. | ||
| PerrySimm | What on earth happened here? How did you get into a fight with the guard? Did you try to flee? Why otherwise would he have attacked you? And how did you manage to overpower and kill him while getting your head smashed in at the same time? Was there a second guard? Or another inmate? | ||
| PerrySimm | Your head full of questions, you keep looking around | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | You explore the walls of your cell with your flashlight. You discover scratch marks, as though someone tried to claw their way through the walls. | ||
| PerrySimm | You also find messages. Someone scratched "God will judge you" into the wall. Somebody else added "Which God?". The rest is practically illegible. You see a broken nail sticking in the wall. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your head is spinning. Too many questions, getting more by the minute. | ||
| PerrySimm | If you want to get out of here, you will have to stay lucid. Remain sane. | ||
| PerrySimm | Maybe there's someone out there waiting for you. | ||
| PerrySimm | Yes, follow that thought. You don't know who you are or where you're from. You have no idea whether you have family, or friends, or a significant other. | ||
| PerrySimm | So you'll have to make up someone worth fighting for. | ||
| PerrySimm | Try to stay focused by imagining there's someone expecting you to come home. Do it for them. Whoever they are. There's this one person waiting for you. A loved one worth fighting for. | ||
| PerrySimm | What could their name be? | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Questions in your head | ||
| PerrySimm | What could their name be? | DavidW says, "You have to be joking." | |
| Jacqueline says, "I do not joke, sir." | ||
| DavidW says, "I feel insulted." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, I do, but I'm not joking right now." | ||
| DavidW says, "This is implying that only people in relationships are worthwhile." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "That... is an interesting point." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "But let's pretend the person is our mum." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "With whom we have a strained relationship" | ||
| DavidW says, "Considering my mother is deceased, I'd rather not." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "But she loves us regardless." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Okay, she loves us... from the grave. Wait, no." | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "Anyway, what choice?" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "I'd go with questions." | ||
| DavidW says, "yes, questions." | ||
| PerrySimm | Your head is spinning. Too many questions, getting more by the minute. Why are you here? Was there a prison revolt? What kind of prison is this place? Is this a private facility? Looks more like a gulag than an institution you'd find in the US... wait... are you even in the USA?! The only way to find out is to get out. | Jacqueline asks, "Holy shit. What if we ARE in Canada?" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "If the sky outside is red, white, and blue..." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, sorry. I now have no choice but to click on 'What could their name be?'" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Hmpf." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "...and I am being prompted to give this person a name of your choosing." | ||
| DavidW says, "If this was Superman v Batman, the name has to be Martha." | ||
| Knight_Otu asks, "Well, why not?" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "...do you want me to enter the name Martha?" | ||
| DavidW says, "yes" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "okay" | ||
| DavidW says, "Unless KO has a better choice." | ||
| PerrySimm | Why Martha? Odd, how quickly you came up with this name. You have the feeling it rings a very distant bell. But then again, it could be a coincidence. | ||
| PerrySimm | Never mind. It's just an incentive. Something to focus on. | ||
| PerrySimm | Try to survive for Martha, you tell yourself. Find out who you are, and how you came to be here. Find out what happened and then go home to Martha. | ||
| PerrySimm | One thing is sure: | ||
| PerrySimm | I won't solve this mystery by hanging around with a rotting corpse. | ||
| PerrySimm | Think of Martha and get out of here. | ||
| PerrySimm | Take a look at the door | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | You scan the door with your flashlight. It seems to be made of iron. It looks pretty solid. | ||
| PerrySimm | You try to open the inspection window. Not a chance. Like the door itself it only opens from the outside. | ||
| PerrySimm | So here are your options, you say to yourself. You can play it safe and stay put and die of hunger and thirst, going insane in the process. Or you can cry for help, risking an encounter with the other guards who probably aren't that happy that you killed their buddy. | ||
| PerrySimm | All things considered, the latter option seems more pleasant, even though you don't know what on earth to expect beyond this door. The bloody fall out of a prison revolt? Guards out for bloody vengeance? A zombie attack? Judgement Day? | ||
| PerrySimm | Hello? Anybody out there? | ||
| PerrySimm | Your instincts have you hold on to your flashlight as if it were a baseball bat adorned with barbwire. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | All of a sudden, you hear heavy breathing beyond the door. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | The inspection window slides away. You direct your flashlight at it warily. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Eyes stare back at you | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Your heart starts pounding. As you make a step backwards, you hear a... growl?! | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | You have no time to catch your breath. You hear the bolt being opened. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your flashlight illuminates the door which slowly opens... | ||
| PerrySimm | You have no time to catch your breath. You hear the bolt being opened. | ||
| PerrySimm | (Sorry. Jacqueline apologizes for that) | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Your flashlight illuminates the door which slowly opens... and reveals a dark silhouette amidst the sudden influx of light streaming in from outside your cell. | ||
| PerrySimm | Your eyes try to adjust | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Your eyes adjust and you see there's a man in front of you. | ||
| PerrySimm | He's donning the same jumpsuit as the corpse in your cell. He must be part of the personnel holding you captive. | ||
| PerrySimm | And again: a deep growl. | ||
| PerrySimm | In his hand you see a small blade. Maybe a razor or scalpel? Blood is dripping from his hand, meaning: small or not, it seems to have been effective so far. You don't feel like verifying it. | ||
| PerrySimm | He takes one step towards you. You lift your flashlight. | ||
| PerrySimm | What do you want? | ||
| PerrySimm | You hope you'll be able to talk your way out of this. His face a grimace, he points his blade at you. | ||
| PerrySimm | Who are you? | ||
| PerrySimm | What on earth happened? What did you do that would warrant this reaction from the guards? Or did you just get lucky enough to land in some sadist's lare? | ||
| PerrySimm | He approaches you, growling. It dawns on you that you will have to fight. | ||
| PerrySimm | You have your flashlight. And while you're still recovering from your blackout, you're guessing your fighting energy might be at 5 Stamina Points or so. His will probably be higher – 6 SP maybe? | ||
| PerrySimm | You have encountered an enemy. You will fight them in turn-based combat. You'll have to be economical with your attacks and use your Stamina Points (SP) wisely. If your Health Points drop to zero HP, you die. With zero SP you're defenseless. Each attack costs SP. But don't worry: If an enemy attack fails, you gain SP; and in some fights, you can pro-actively recover SP. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICE | ||
| PerrySimm | Attack him | ||
| PerrySimm | (That's it. You have no choice but to attack him.) | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | ATTACK HIM! | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU: 6.5 HP / 5 SPHIM: 10 HP / 6 SP | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | FLASHLIGHT ➞ 1 SP KICK ➞ 2 SP BLOCK ATTACK + RECOVER 1 SP | Knight_Otu exclaims, "Ogodweregoingtodie!" | |
| Jacqueline says, "So, that's hard to read, but your choices are Flashlight, Kick, or Block Attack and Recover" | ||
| DavidW says, "bah." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I'd be okay with dying, honestly." | ||
| DavidW says, "Kick, I suppose." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
| PerrySimm | HE EVADES YOUR KICK. | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU: 6.5 HP / 3 SPHIM: 10 HP / 7 SP | ||
| PerrySimm | HE ATTACKS YOU | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | DavidW says, "damn" | |
| PerrySimm | THE BLADE MERELY SCRATCHES YOU. | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU: 5.5 HP / 3 SPHIM: 10 HP / 6 SP | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | Flashlight | Knight_Otu says, "Well it is a step closer to dying." | |
| PerrySimm | Kick | ||
| PerrySimm | Block and recover | DavidW says, "Flashlight this time." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU ONLY GRAZE HIM SLIGHTLY. HE IS UNIMPRESSED. | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU: 5.5 HP / 2 SPHIM: 9 HP / 6 SP | ||
| PerrySimm | HE ATTACKS YOU | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | THE BLADE HITS YOU. | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU: 2.5 HP / 2 SPHIM: 9 HP / 5 SP | Jacqueline says, "The 2.5 is jittery text." | |
| DavidW says, "yeah, we're a gonner." | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | Flashlight | ||
| PerrySimm | Kick | ||
| PerrySimm | Block and recover | Knight_Otu asks, "Kick to seal the deal?" | |
| DavidW says, "yeah. Kick." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Hahaha. I thought you all would block, but okay." | ||
| PerrySimm | YOUR KICK IS ON TARGET. HIS HEAD BOUNCES BACK AND HE IS NUMBED FOR A SECOND OR TWO. | ||
| PerrySimm | YOU: 2.5 HP / 0 SPHIM: 4 HP / 5 SP | ||
| PerrySimm | HE ATTACKS YOU | Knight_Otu says, "Not feeling this one, sorry." | |
| DavidW says, "Me neither." | ||
| PerrySimm | His blade slices you open. You stumble to the floor and start hemorrhaging blood. As you lay dying, he leans in. He growls for one last time and his bad breath hits you. You close your eyes. | ||
| PerrySimm | Seconds later, you are dead. | ||
| PerrySimm | ----- | ||
| PerrySimm | CHOICES | ||
| PerrySimm | RETURN TO LAST CHECKPOINT | ||
| PerrySimm | MAIN MENU | DavidW says, "I think we're done here." | |
| Jacqueline says, "That was a lot of angst." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I would be okay with being done." | ||
| DavidW says, "I don't see what was so American about it." | ||
| Jacqueline exclaims, "Hooray! We finished the game in under an hour!" | ||
| Knight_Otu exclaims, "Haw!" | ||
