  
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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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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ToyShop & Floyditorium
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#ClubFloyd Discussion
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| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "load sleepmask toseainasieve" | ||
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| CF | Excerpt from A General History of the Pyrates by Captain Charles | ||
| CF | Johnson: | ||
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| CF | Chapter XVII: Of Captain BOOBY And his Crew | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | [From the Appendix in Volume II, Redacted] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | To Captain Johnson, | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Sir, 'tis a strange, wild tale I have to tell — but tell it I must, | ||
| CF | and you may make of it what you will. My name is Peter Petibon, a poor | ||
| CF | orphan from Billingsgate, forced to a life of petty thievery. One day | ||
| CF | I was spotted picking a gentleman's pocket. A cry was raised, and so, | ||
| CF | to evade capture, I stowed away in the hold of a merchant brigantine | ||
| CF | bound for Barbadoes. She was the Queen Mary, Captain | ||
| CF | Cox commander. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The second mate was one Rupert Booby, as desperate a fellow | ||
| CF | as ever roved the Main. This silver-tongued Devil led the crew in a | ||
| CF | mutiny. Captain Cox and eight of his crew, he marooned on a | ||
| CF | small Island, but myself he took a fancy to, appointing me cabin boy. | ||
| CF | He renamed his prize the Queen Mab. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby thought himself a very gentlemanly hellfire | ||
| CF | roarer. His clothes were of the finest quality, he had a fancy for | ||
| CF | tea, and it seemed he knew nothing of sea affairs, leaving such | ||
| CF | trifling matters to his crew. He was sea-sick in the lightest of | ||
| CF | squalls, had a horror of fish, and knew not one end of a sea-chart | ||
| CF | from the other, and yet he was a pyrate withal, and a bloodthirsty | ||
| CF | one, when the need arose. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Please press SPACE to continue. | Knight_Otu says, "I'm in favor of Sieve as the first as well." | |
| gadzoks says, "Got distracted by a Netrunner match." | ||
| keltena says, "Because there's some relevant information listed in the status line for this one" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "Captain Booby, eh?" | ||
| Jade says, "There are 20 inform games. We have tested 3" | ||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
| CF ] | ||
| CF | For four years we plied the Spanish Main, taking what ships we might. | ||
| CF | Despite the Captain's shortcomings, and more by luck than skill, we in | ||
| CF | time amassed a small fortune in booty. Howbeit, our luck was not to | ||
| CF | last, owing to an intolerable stupidity and want of judgment on the | ||
| CF | part of our Captain. On the 26th of June, 1717, about 5 leagues S. S. | ||
| CF | E. from New Providence, the man at the mast-head espied a vessel. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "'Tis a Spanish treasure ship, look'ee!" quoth the Captain. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Nay," said the mate, "'tis an English man-o-war, d'ye see? Armed to | ||
| CF | the teeth, Devil a doubt, and out for pyrate blood, she be!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain would ha' nothing of this, insisting she was too far away | ||
| CF | to tell, and not one of us had the heart to tell him he was looking | ||
| CF | through the wrong end of his spy-glass. By the time Captain | ||
| CF | Booby realised his mistake, the ship was hard upon us, | ||
| CF | showing heavy guns from all her hatchtraps. She was the | ||
| CF | Dreadnought, a fourth-rate ship of the line armed with 60 | ||
| CF | Guns, but she might have been El Ponderosa herself for all it | ||
| CF | mattered; she was more than a match for our little brigantine. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Strike the colours!" cried the Captain, but the ropes were all in a | ||
| CF | tangle, and despite our best efforts, the Black Flag fluttered bravely | ||
| CF | from our topmast for all to see... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Please press SPACE to continue. | Lancelot says, "lol" | |
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
| CF ] | ||
| CF | I shall not describe the battle in great detail, as it yet pains me to | ||
| CF | think on't. In the barrage of cannon fire our mizzen-top-mast fell, | ||
| CF | and some of our rigging was torn along with Milo the pilot's | ||
| CF | trowsers. The wind not favouring us, we were soon within pistol shot, | ||
| CF | and the British fired without intermission. Men fell left and right | ||
| CF | amid a shower of red hot bullets. Our ship's cook, Lamentation | ||
| CF | Bangs, took his chances with the sharks, and e'en the ship's | ||
| CF | flamingo was blown to frizzled giblets. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | And where was our Captain all this while? Why, he had busied himself | ||
| CF | wi' loading the jolly boat Puck with all his plunder, myself | ||
| CF | assisting at his behest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Lower away," cried the Captain when all was loaded aboard. "There be | ||
| CF | room for thee and I, but not a man more! The poor Devils must go to | ||
| CF | their account, more's the pity, but at least I've saved me plunder!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | With all speed we rowed clear of our stricken vessel. The bows of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, meanwhile, rose higher and higher, until, with a | ||
| CF | sorry gurgle, our brave brigantine plunged stern foremost beneath the | ||
| CF | waves, and was gone from sight. But our troubles were far from over, | ||
| CF | for unbeknownst to us, the Puck had been holed by a | ||
| CF | round-shot on the starboard bow. Were the boat not overloaded, there'd | ||
| CF | have been no danger, but the weight of all the Captain's plunder was | ||
| CF | causing seawater to pour in as fast as I could bail it out. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | We had but one chance — we must throw all our hard-won treasure | ||
| CF | o'erboard — or else perish! But the Captain had other ideas... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Please press SPACE to continue. | ||
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 10 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | To Sea in a Sieve | ||
| CF | A prequel to To Hell in a Hamper by J. J. Guest | ||
| CF | Release 1 / Serial number 231004 / Inform 7 build 6M62 (I6/v6.33 lib | ||
| CF | 6/12N) | ||
| CF | (Type "about" for credits and game information.) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. The sea is all aglitter with the | ||
| CF | merciless Caribbean sun, while around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby stands between myself and his pile of treasure. The | ||
| CF | Captain's flintlock pistol is levelled at my chest. At this range, not | ||
| CF | even he could miss... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Bail, curse ye, bail!" cries Booby. "Or I'll blow ye clear off the | ||
| CF | sea, so help me!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh so we have 10 turns before we sink and need to get rid of excess baggage" | |
| Jade exclaims, "we sink!" | ||
| DavidW says, "That's not much time." | ||
| Lancelot asks, "I guess right now only option is bail?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 12 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with a will, filling my bucket with water from the | ||
| CF | bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a few | ||
| CF | inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour in | ||
| CF | through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til all | ||
| CF | Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — bail, an' jump lively!" says the Captain. "We'll be | ||
| CF | rescued soon enough, ye'll see, or I'm a potted lobster!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu asks, "How'd that guy manage to lead a mutiny? How'd he survive long enough on a ship to mutiny, for that matter?" | |
| Lancelot asks, "; hmm what verbs do we have?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 11 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I have done all I can with the bucket, for now. Water continues to | ||
| CF | pour in through the hole in the hull, and my only hope is to unburden | ||
| CF | the jolly boat of Booby's weighty treasures. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "I get the impression that he lowers survival odds for the people in his vicinity even more sharply than for himself." | |
| Lancelot says, "hey counter actually increased" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Maybe that's the case." | ||
| Lancelot says, "so I guess we can occasionally bail to stay afloat a bit longer" | ||
| DavidW asks, "So what now? x treasure? x Booby? x hole? i?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x treasure" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 10 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X TREASURE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I try to steal a glance at the pile of treasure, but the Captain | ||
| CF | blocks my view. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Bail, burn an' blast yer bones, an' right speedily," he growls, "or | ||
| CF | I'll send a ball through yer brisket, says I!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 12 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with all my might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — aye, bail her out!" says the Captain. "An' keep on | ||
| CF | bailin' till we'm rescued, curse ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "x bboby?" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x booby" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 11 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X BOOBY | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Rupert Booby is a large, ungainly figure. His black hair hangs | ||
| CF | in sodden tresses down his back, and his gimlet eyes seem to follow me | ||
| CF | about. He is dressed in a long, black coat, striped pantaloons and | ||
| CF | buccaneer boots. On his head sits a shapely felt hat, trimmed with a | ||
| CF | plume. A sailcloth bag is slung from his shoulder by a leather strap. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby stands between myself and his pile of treasure. The | ||
| CF | Captain's flintlock pistol is levelled at my chest. At this range, not | ||
| CF | even he could miss... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "x bag?" | |
| DavidW says, "Perhaps undressing the Booby would help." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bag" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 10 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X BAG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A sailcloth bag, waterproofed with tar and suspended from the | ||
| CF | Captain's shoulder by a leather strap. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 12 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with a will, filling my bucket with water from the | ||
| CF | bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a few | ||
| CF | inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour in | ||
| CF | through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til all | ||
| CF | Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — bail, an' lively now!" says the Captain. "We'll be | ||
| CF | rescued soon enough, ye'll see, or I'm a fishfinger!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x coat" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 11 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X COAT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Booby's shabby garments were once things of splendour. His | ||
| CF | wide-skirted, black velvet coat, be-laced and gold-braided, is now | ||
| CF | stained with salt and covered with patches. It hath two pockets, left | ||
| CF | and right. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah pockets" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in left pocket" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 10 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK IN LEFT POCKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I dare not try — not while Captain Booby is armed! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 12 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with all my might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — aye, bail her out!" says the Captain. "There'll be | ||
| CF | no need to pitch me plunder into the briny deep, damn ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x pistol" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 11 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X PISTOL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | An old flintlock, with a wide flange around the pan and no cover on | ||
| CF | the lock. The pan is primed, and the muzzle pointed straight at me. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we throw water at the pistol" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "kick pistol" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 10 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > KICK PISTOL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Kicking things is not notably useful, particularly when one is | ||
| CF | barefoot. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 12 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with a will, filling my bucket with water from the | ||
| CF | bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a few | ||
| CF | inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour in | ||
| CF | through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til all | ||
| CF | Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy, bail away!" says the Captain. "An' keep on bailin' | ||
| CF | till we'm rescued, confound ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw water at pistol" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 11 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW WATER AT PISTOL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the empty wooden bucket at the flintlock pistol) | ||
| CF | But the bucket is empty! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "fill bucket" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 10 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 125lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > FILL BUCKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I fill the wooden bucket up with seawater from the bilges. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw water at pistol" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 9 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 123lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW WATER AT PISTOL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the wooden bucket of seawater at the flintlock pistol) | ||
| CF | I slosh the seawater over Captain Booby, soaking him and wetting the | ||
| CF | powder in his pistol. Enraged, the Captain pulls the trigger, but the | ||
| CF | gun merely clicks. He charges towards me with murder in his eyes, but | ||
| CF | trips over the midship thwart and plunges headlong into the bilge | ||
| CF | water. His useless pistol sails over my head and lands with a plop in | ||
| CF | the ocean. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Booby's pile of plunder now lies undefended before me. Its divers | ||
| CF | contents include a ten-pound pearl, an oak barrel, a brass cage, a | ||
| CF | hurdy-gurdy, a bar of silver, a pineapple, a silver framed Venetian | ||
| CF | hand mirror, an old sea-chest (on which is a monstrous potted plant) | ||
| CF | and a bottle of rum. I scan the pile for something to use as a | ||
| CF | shot-plug, but there is nothing suitable. I am left with no choice but | ||
| CF | to throw the whole lot overboard. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yay" | |
| Lancelot says, "he's more a danger to himself lol" | ||
| Jade says, "well done" | ||
| gadzoks asks, "Push him overboard?" | ||
| Knight_Otu asks, "A ten *pound* pearl?" | ||
| keltena says, "you managed that way faster than I did, haha" | ||
| Jade exclaims, "This is really a cargo!" | ||
| Lancelot says, "well the bucket is all we had..." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 12 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 123lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail as fast as I might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — bail, an' bend yer back to it!" says the Captain. | ||
| CF | "We'll be rescued soon enough, ye'll see, or I'm a battered cod!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain stumbles to his feet, rocking the boat something horribly | ||
| CF | as he clutches at the gunwales for support. Wheezily he wins to | ||
| CF | verticality at last, muttering salty imprecations 'neath his breath. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "yes, but you sensibly focused on it while I tried to do things like steal his hat :P" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw pearl overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW PEARL OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the ten-pound pearl) | ||
| CF | As I reach for the ten-pound pearl, the monstrous potted plant lashes | ||
| CF | out with one of its spiny tendrils, but I duck just in time! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "¡Ya te veo! ¡Ya te veo!" hisses the plant — "I see | ||
| CF | you! | ||
| CF | I see you!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I hurl the prodigious pearl far out into the sea. It lands with a plop | ||
| CF | and vanishes from sight. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "No, not me ten-pound pearl, wi' a curse!" cries the Captain. "Not | ||
| CF | dear Sally's weddin' ring! I'd have asked ye to be me groomsman, but | ||
| CF | ye can fergit that now, ye fiendly focsle-head! Ye'll be lucky if'n I | ||
| CF | invites ye to the after-party." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Sally was a "mermaid" he once fell in love with whilst we were | ||
| CF | stranded in the Florida mangroves at low tide. Nobody had the heart to | ||
| CF | tell him she was actually a sea-cow. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this medium-sized object gains us around ten minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain sits himself carelessly down in the stern-sheets, landing | ||
| CF | so heavily that seawater ships over the gunwales. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Captain, I think ye'd be better o'er here," says I, "for we must | ||
| CF | needs trim the boat." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Oh, and ye'd like that, wouldn't ye, Master Petibon?" snarls the | ||
| CF | Captain. "Me o'er there and out o' your way, whiles ye bide at this | ||
| CF | end, merry as any grig, tossing all me hard-won treasures o'erboard!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | gadzoks exclaims, "Still think we should have thrown the Captain overboard. He tried to shoot us!" | |
| Knight_Otu asks, "Huh, is that some sort of piranha plant?" | ||
| Jade says, "right" | ||
| Lancelot says, "can we ditch the plant" | ||
| gadzoks says, "Feed the Captain to the plant." | ||
| Lancelot says, "better lol" | ||
| gadzoks says, "It's probably hungry." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "give pineapple to plant" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > GIVE PINEAPPLE TO PLANT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the pineapple) | ||
| CF | As I reach for the pineapple, one of the plant's serpent-like vines | ||
| CF | whips out, missing me by inches! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "¡Soy carnívora!" hisses the the monstrous potted plant, | ||
| CF | waving away the pineapple. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "Will feeding him to the plant actually affect the excess weight, though? :|a" | |
| gadzoks says, "True, but THEN we toss the plant too." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw plant overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 19 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW PLANT OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the monstrous potted plant) | ||
| CF | As I approach the potted plant, it violently agitates its long, | ||
| CF | tentacle-like stems. One lashes out, catching me a stinging blow on | ||
| CF | the cheek, and I step back smartly. Captain Booby roars with laughter. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "The Yateveo tree, they calls it," says the Captain. "On account o' | ||
| CF | the sound it makes. We took it from a vessel of the East India | ||
| CF | Company, bound for Holland. It 'et poor bo'sun Wiggs 'afore we could | ||
| CF | get it aboard, but that was afore we realised it were nickty-nasty — | ||
| CF | nickerty-nasty — it goes to sleep at night, by the powers! So we | ||
| CF | brought it aboard after dark. I been feedin' it bilge rats since, wi' | ||
| CF | a curse, but its appetite grows by the day. 'Tis thing o' horror, to | ||
| CF | be sure, but them botanists will pay a pretty price for a specimen | ||
| CF | like this, damme, and that's worth a bo'sun or two, by my reckonin'!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "okay the first feed the captain to the plant and then ditch the plant lol" | |
| Lancelot says, "yep as dadzoks said :D" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in left pocket" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 18 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK IN LEFT POCKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I surreptitiously sneak a look inside the Captain's left-hand coat | ||
| CF | pocket. It contains a silver snuffbox and an evil-looking ship's | ||
| CF | biscuit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in right pocket" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 17 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK IN RIGHT POCKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I surreptitiously sneak a look inside the Captain's right-hand coat | ||
| CF | pocket. It contains a pocketknife (folded up) and the Captain's | ||
| CF | quizzing-glass. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "plant goes to sleep at night hmm if we can cover it up... what ah" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x cage" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 16 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X CAGE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A heavy cage made of brass — wood would never do! An ornery looking | ||
| CF | North American beaver glares at me through the bars. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Oh dear." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open sea chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 16 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN SEA CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "This won't end well for the beaver, will it." | |
| Lancelot asks, "wood would never do? I take it the beaver would gnaw his way out?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open sea-chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 15 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN SEA-CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the old sea-chest (on which is a potted "Yateveo" tree)) | ||
| CF | (first removing the potted "Yateveo" tree) | ||
| CF | As I approach the potted plant, it violently agitates its long, | ||
| CF | tentacle-like stems. One lashes out, catching me a stinging blow on | ||
| CF | the cheek, and I step back smartly. Captain Booby roars with laughter. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I'd have to remove the potted "Yateveo" tree from the lid first. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 16 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "give rum to plant" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 15 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > GIVE RUM TO PLANT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the bottle of rum) | ||
| CF | As I reach for the bottle of rum, the potted "Yateveo" tree lashes out | ||
| CF | with one of its spiny tendrils, catching me a glancing blow on the | ||
| CF | arm! I step back smartly, out of its reach. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 16 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we ditch the oh nvm" | |
| Lancelot asks, "look?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open bag" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 15 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN BAG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I cannot easily open the bag while the Captain is wearing it. I must | ||
| CF | needs obtain it from him! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 16 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 15 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. The sea is all aglitter with the | ||
| CF | merciless Caribbean sun, while around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In the stern of the jolly boat is Captain Booby's pile of plunder. Its | ||
| CF | divers contents include an oak barrel (sealed shut), a brass cage (in | ||
| CF | which is a North American beaver), a hurdy-gurdy, a bar of silver, a | ||
| CF | silver framed Venetian hand mirror, an old sea-chest (on which is a | ||
| CF | potted "Yateveo" tree) and a bottle of rum. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby sits in the stern-sheets, glaring at me reproachfully. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 22 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with a will, filling my bucket with water from the | ||
| CF | bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a few | ||
| CF | inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour in | ||
| CF | through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til all | ||
| CF | Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — aye, bail her out!" says the Captain. "An' keep on | ||
| CF | bailin' till we'm rescued, damn ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "play hurdy-gurdy" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PLAY HURDY-GURDY | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the hurdy-gurdy) | ||
| CF | As I reach for the hurdy-gurdy, a spiny tendril whips out from the | ||
| CF | potted "Yateveo" tree and wraps about me in coil after coil! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Aargh, it's got ye now, lad!" says the Captain. "'Twas nice knowin' | ||
| CF | ye, but yer goose be cooked now, dammee, for no one escapes the | ||
| CF | clutches o' the dreaded Yateveo tree!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 22 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "how about that barrel" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | An old oak barrel, containing the Devil knows what. The barrel is | ||
| CF | sealed, but there is a small empty knothole in the head. I can see | ||
| CF | naught but darkness through the knothole, but poking my finger within | ||
| CF | reveals a rough, hard surface just inside the barrel. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Show mirror to plant?" | |
| Lancelot says, "good idea" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "show mirror to plant" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SHOW MIRROR TO PLANT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the silver framed Venetian hand mirror) | ||
| CF | As I reach for the silver framed Venetian hand mirror, the potted | ||
| CF | "Yateveo" tree lashes out with one of its spiny tendrils, catching me | ||
| CF | a glancing blow on the arm! I step back smartly, out of its reach. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "That plant is a menace." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take pocketknife" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE POCKETKNIFE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I was, before I stowed away to sea and fell in with pyrates, a | ||
| CF | Billingsgate pick-pocket, and I have not lost none of my skill! I | ||
| CF | sneak the pocketknife (folded up) from inside the Captain's right-hand | ||
| CF | coat pocket. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open it" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 19 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN IT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I unfold the blade of the pocketknife. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh so we can get stuff from his pockets" | |
| DavidW says, "yes" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Background skills for the rescue." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cut pineapple" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 18 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CUT PINEAPPLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (with the pocketknife (unfolded)) | ||
| CF | I cut off a small chunk of pineapple and eat it. 'Tis uncommonly sweet | ||
| CF | and toothsome! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Stop nibblin' at me pineapple, ye faithless fuddler!" snarls the | ||
| CF | Captain. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 22 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail as fast as I might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy, bail away!" says the Captain. "There'll be no need to | ||
| CF | pitch me plunder into the briny deep, curse ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I lack the necessary tools to remove the top two hoops from the | ||
| CF | barrel. 'Twould take considerable force to open it without so doing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take all from left pocket" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE ALL FROM LEFT POCKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | silver snuffbox: I sneak the silver snuffbox from inside the Captain's | ||
| CF | left-hand coat pocket. | ||
| CF | evil-looking ship's biscuit: I sneak the evil-looking ship's biscuit | ||
| CF | from inside the Captain's left-hand coat pocket. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we push the chest overboard" | |
| DavidW says, "We can't get near the chest while the plant is on TOP of it." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "The chest is guarded by the plant." | ||
| Lancelot says, "master thief :D" | ||
| Lancelot says, "oh right" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open snuffbox" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 19 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN SNUFFBOX | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I open the silver snuffbox of snuff, which is almost full of snuff. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x snuff" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 18 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X SNUFF | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A silver snuffbox, studded with brilliants. The silver snuffbox is | ||
| CF | almost full of snuff. ('Tis a piquant, reddish-brown powder.) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "throw snuff at plant?" | |
| Jade says, "yeah" | ||
| DavidW asks, "Do plants have noses?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "dunno :D" | ||
| keltena says, "This one? Who knows." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw snuff at plant" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 17 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW SNUFF AT PLANT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | There is naught to be gained by covering the potted "Yateveo" tree | ||
| CF | with snuff. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 22 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with a will, filling my bucket with water from the | ||
| CF | bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a few | ||
| CF | inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour in | ||
| CF | through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til all | ||
| CF | Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — bail, an' lay yer back into it!" says the Captain. | ||
| CF | "'Twill all ha' been worthwhile when we'm rescued, ye'll see!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "ok was worth trying lol" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x boots" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X BOOTS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain's legs dight in striped pantaloons and prodigiously long, | ||
| CF | Cordovan leather sea-boots — so long, in fact, that there is scarce | ||
| CF | any pantaloon to be seen, but he hath at least remembered to put some | ||
| CF | on this morning. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby picks up the bar of silver. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "nice iot is aware something is missing" | |
| Jade says, "we can throw the silver bar" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cut strap" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CUT STRAP | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (with the pocketknife (unfolded)) | ||
| CF | I cut through the leather strap with the pocketknife, and the bag | ||
| CF | drops neatly into my hands. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade says, "or hit the plant with the bar" | |
| Lancelot says, "that must be oh cool" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open bag" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 19 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN BAG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I open the sailcloth bag, revealing a powder tin and a coil of cannon | ||
| CF | fuse. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "captain must be drunk not noticing us robbing him blind" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take bar" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 18 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE BAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | After a brief struggle, I manage to wrest the bar of silver from the | ||
| CF | Captain's grip. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Take your thieving paws off me bar of silver," says Booby, "or I'll | ||
| CF | tip ye the black spot, and be damned t' ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Or just that incompetent." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "hit plant with bar" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 17 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > HIT PLANT WITH BAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The bar of silver would not make a very effective weapon. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw bar over board" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 17 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 113lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW BAR OVER BOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw bar overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW BAR OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I hurl the heavy bar as far as I can manage. It lands with a splash in | ||
| CF | the ocean. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Be ye out o' your head?" roars the Captain, staring over the side. | ||
| CF | "That were a sterling silver bar — worth its weight in gold, I tell | ||
| CF | 'ee!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this medium-sized object gains us around five minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "we got a fuse and a barrel" | |
| Lancelot says, "do we have simething to light it" | ||
| DavidW says, "no" | ||
| Lancelot says, "lol worth its weight in gold" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x hat" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X HAT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A shapely hat, cocked in the latest mode, complete with a plume and | ||
| CF | embellished with gold brocade. It was no doubt stolen from an Admiral | ||
| CF | in the British Navy. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby picks up the silver framed Venetian hand mirror. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take plume" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 19 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE PLUME | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That is part o' the shapely felt hat, as I do think. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby picks up the hurdy-gurdy. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take hat" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 18 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE HAT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I quail at the very idea of removing the Captain's hat. He would never | ||
| CF | be parted from it — lest his life depended on it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain goes to pick up the brass cage, but a whip-like vine | ||
| CF | flashes out from the potted "Yateveo" tree, missing him by a whisker, | ||
| CF | and he thinks better of it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 27 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail as fast as I might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy, bail away!" says the Captain. "An' keep on bailin' | ||
| CF | till we'm rescued, damn ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > I | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I am carrying: | ||
| CF | a sailcloth bag (open) | ||
| CF | a powder tin (closed) | ||
| CF | a coil of cannon fuse | ||
| CF | an evil-looking ship's biscuit | ||
| CF | a silver snuffbox of snuff | ||
| CF | a pocketknife (unfolded) | ||
| CF | a pineapple | ||
| CF | an empty wooden bucket | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "whats in the tin" | |
| DavidW says, "I assume gunpowder." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open tin" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN TIN | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the powder tin) | ||
| CF | I take the powder tin from inside the sailcloth bag. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I open the tin of gunpowder, which is almost full of gunpowder. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "indeed" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "close tin" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 24 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CLOSE TIN | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I close the powder tin. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we remove the stuff from the sailcloth and throw it at the plant" | |
| Lancelot asks, "make it 'nighttime'?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take all from bag" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 23 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE ALL FROM BAG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I take the coil of cannon fuse from inside the sailcloth bag. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "or at least tangle it up" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put bag on plant" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 22 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT BAG ON PLANT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Putting things on the potted "Yateveo" tree would avail me naught. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "hmm" | |
| Jade says, "put plant on bag" | ||
| Jade says, "in" | ||
| DavidW says, "We don't have the plant and taking it is difficult." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put plant in bag" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT PLANT IN BAG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the potted "Yateveo" tree) | ||
| CF | As I approach the potted plant, it violently agitates its long, | ||
| CF | tentacle-like stems. One lashes out, catching me a stinging blow on | ||
| CF | the cheek, and I step back smartly. Captain Booby roars with laughter. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade says, "I know" | |
| Lancelot asks, "throw knife at plant?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cut plant" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CUT PLANT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (with the pocketknife (unfolded)) | ||
| CF | I lash out at the potted "Yateveo" tree with the silver-handled | ||
| CF | pocketknife, but it easily dodges my thrusts. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | DavidW says, "I wonder how it can see my attacks." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw knife at plant" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 19 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW KNIFE AT PLANT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The plant catches the pocketknife (unfolded) in one of its spiny | ||
| CF | tendrils and lobs it straight back at me with wonderful sagacity. I | ||
| CF | duck in time, and the pocketknife (unfolded) lands with a splosh in | ||
| CF | the bilges. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "indeed" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take knife" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 18 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE KNIFE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I grab the pocketknife (unfolded). | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby goes to pick up the brass cage, but a serpent-like | ||
| CF | tendril flashes out from the potted "Yateveo" tree, striking him on | ||
| CF | the buttock. He steps back, sharpish. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 27 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with all my might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — aye, bail her out!" says the Captain. "There'll be | ||
| CF | no need to pitch me plunder into the briny deep, confound ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x hole" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X HOLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see naught but darkness through the knothole, but poking my | ||
| CF | finger within reveals a rough, hard surface just inside the barrel. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade asks, "?" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "give pineapple to beaver" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > GIVE PINEAPPLE TO BEAVER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The brass cage isn't open. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "a rough hard surface... maybe we can use it to create fire" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "The hole that's examined is in the barrel." | ||
| Jade says, "put coil in hole and burn it" | ||
| Jade exclaims, "Kabooom!" | ||
| DavidW says, "But why? We don't have a cannon." | ||
| DavidW asks, "And why do we want an explosion?" | ||
| Jade says, "for an alternative ending ; -)" | ||
| Lancelot says, "lol" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 24 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I sneak the Captain's quizzing-glass from inside the Captain's | ||
| CF | right-hand coat pocket. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x it" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 23 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X IT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis a single magnifying lens, mounted upon a handle. The Captain uses | ||
| CF | it to peer disdainfully at anything that does not meet his | ||
| CF | niminy-piminy standards. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look through glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 22 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK THROUGH GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I find nothing of interest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "We did hunt for death endings in Cragne a bit." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "poke hole with knife" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > POKE HOLE WITH KNIFE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Pushing the empty knothole has no appreciable effect upon it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade says, "wear glasses" | |
| DavidW says, "It's a spyglass not eyeglasses." | ||
| keltena says, "I think it's the handheld kind of magnifying glass." | ||
| Jade says, "give biscuit to plant" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "give biscuit to plant" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > GIVE BISCUIT TO PLANT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I toss the evil-looking ship's biscuit into the potted "Yateveo" | ||
| CF | tree's slavering maw. A second or two later the biscuit shoots into | ||
| CF | the air like a pistol shot. It comes to earth in the stern-sheets, | ||
| CF | leaving a small dent. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "¡Claramente incomible!" hisses the plant, angrily. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "Big round lens on a stick." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take biscuit" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 19 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE BISCUIT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I now have the ship's biscuit. "Take yer thievin' paws off me ship's | ||
| CF | biscuit," says Booby, "or I'll gut ye like a flounder, says I!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x sheets" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 18 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X SHEETS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The stern-sheets are the after part of an open boat, normally occupied | ||
| CF | by the person in command. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "--ahaha I only just now processed what the plant was saying there." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take sheets" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 17 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE SHEETS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis part o' the jolly boat, and 'twould be folly to remove it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 27 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail as fast as I might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy, bail away!" says the Captain. "We'll be rescued soon | ||
| CF | enough, ye'll see, or I'm a steamed turbot!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, ""Clearly inedible", I guess." | |
| Jade says, "look under" | ||
| keltena says, "I think, yeah. :D" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look under sheets" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK UNDER SHEETS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I find nothing of interest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "(I wonder if you can also get it to tell you violence isn't the answer?)" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open cage" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN CAGE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I've heard tell these critters can fell a tree in five minutes flat. I | ||
| CF | am certain that so rapacious an animal would make short work of our | ||
| CF | poor jolly boat! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "nice mixture of language" | |
| gadzoks asks, "Could open the barrel?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "yeah was thinking freeing up the beaver might be bad lol" | ||
| DavidW says, "I tried to open the barrel but the hoops are too tight." | ||
| keltena asks, "what's our current inventory, again?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "ask booby about barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 24 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > ASK BOOBY ABOUT BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Never ye mind about that barrel," growls the Captain. "'Ain't nothin' | ||
| CF | in there you needs trouble yerself about." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 23 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > I | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I am carrying: | ||
| CF | an evil-looking ship's biscuit | ||
| CF | the Captain's quizzing-glass | ||
| CF | a pocketknife (unfolded) | ||
| CF | a coil of cannon fuse | ||
| CF | a powder tin (closed) | ||
| CF | a sailcloth bag (open but empty) | ||
| CF | a silver snuffbox of snuff | ||
| CF | a pineapple | ||
| CF | an empty wooden bucket | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take boots" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 22 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE BOOTS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I quail at the very idea of removing the Captain's buccaneer boots! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain goes to pick up the brass cage, but a whip-like vine | ||
| CF | flashes out from the potted "Yateveo" tree, catching him a glancing | ||
| CF | blow on the cheek, and he thinks better of it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "Right. And he was holding the mirror, iirc" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Would that we could transform Booby into Verdeterre." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "He'd be more pleasant, and our weight problem would be gone." | ||
| Lancelot says, "erm" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw booby overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW BOOBY OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking Captain Booby) | ||
| CF | I doubt very much that I could lift him, for he is a vasty fellow and | ||
| CF | I a mere stripling. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby picks up the bottle. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we stick that fuse in the barrel? it has a hole" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put fuse in hole" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT FUSE IN HOLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The coil of cannon fuse is too long for this purpose — I should cut | ||
| CF | myself a short length. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Make the plant drunk?" | |
| Lancelot says, "cut fuse" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cut fuse" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 19 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CUT FUSE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (with the pocketknife (unfolded)) | ||
| CF | I cut a short length of cannon fuse from the coil, and discard the | ||
| CF | rest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put fuse in hole" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 18 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT FUSE IN HOLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the short length of cannon fuse in the empty knothole) | ||
| CF | I put the short length of cannon fuse into the empty knothole. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh so we can actually put it in" | |
| DavidW asks, "Should we put the gunpowder in too?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open tin" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 17 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | Lancelot says, "oh my" | |
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN TIN | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I open the tin of gunpowder, which is almost full of gunpowder. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu asks, "But how to light it?" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put gunpowder in hole" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 16 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT GUNPOWDER IN HOLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (pouring the tin of gunpowder into the empty knothole) | ||
| CF | I tip all of the gunpowder from the tin into the knothole in the top | ||
| CF | of the barrel. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "light fuse" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 15 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LIGHT FUSE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the short length of cannon fuse) | ||
| CF | How? (Try LIGHTing the fuse WITH something) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "never tried to get some paper to burn as a small kid" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "light fuse with glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 14 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LIGHT FUSE WITH GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the short length of cannon fuse with the Captain's quizzing-glass) | ||
| CF | Using the Captain's quizzing-glass, I focus the sun's rays on the end | ||
| CF | of the fuse. In less than a minute, it has caught alight! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "I think we got the toolls" | |
| Lancelot says, "ay" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Can we focus.... right." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Well done." | ||
| keltena applauds | ||
| Lancelot says, "was thinking of burning it with the magnifying glsasdds lol" | ||
| DavidW says, "okay, hope this doesn't kill us." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 27 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with all my might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — aye, bail her out!" says the Captain. "An' keep on | ||
| CF | bailin' till we'm rescued, curse ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > Z | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Time passes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | As the flaming end of the fuse disappears into the knothole in the top | ||
| CF | of the barrel, I duck down and place my fingers in my ears. The | ||
| CF | explosion blows off the head of the barrel and the top two hoops. They | ||
| CF | fly high into the air and fall into the ocean somewhere to larboard. | ||
| CF | When the smoke clears, the staves at the top of the barrel have been | ||
| CF | blasted open like the petals of some strange, blackened flower and | ||
| CF | everything is stained with indigo dust. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Ye've tried me too high this time, ye chuckle-headed cur!" snarls the | ||
| CF | Captain. "There were a keg of indigo in the top o' that barrel and | ||
| CF | ye've gone an' blown it to bits! Look a' me now — stained blue from | ||
| CF | trucks to keelson! — this stuff don't wash out, ye know!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain says true, for his wet clothes and face are all stained | ||
| CF | blue with indigo dust, and so, for that matter, are my own! I canst | ||
| CF | but help laugh aloud. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Ye'll rue the day ye e'er set foot aboard the Queen Mab, so | ||
| CF | ye will," he goes on, "for here's a taste o' bloody vengeance!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Then, to my infinite horror, the Captain unfastens the door of the | ||
| CF | beaver's cage and unlooses the creature to the deck. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Go, me beauty, run free! Kill that double-dealin' blaggard where he | ||
| CF | stands. Gnaw 'is spindly shanks off, burn an' blast his bones!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | To the Captain's evident surprise the beaver ignores me completely and | ||
| CF | begins gnawing at the gunwales of the jolly boat instead. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "'Tis passing strange," says the Captain, scratching his head. "For | ||
| CF | I've heard tell that beavers was the fiercest critters in all o' North | ||
| CF | Americy! But p'raps I be thinkin' o' bears?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "aww freed the beraver lol[D[D[D[D[D[D[D[" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "give pineapple to beaver" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > GIVE PINEAPPLE TO BEAVER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver does not respond. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver has chewed through the gunwales on the larboard side and is | ||
| CF | working his way down the strakes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "For God's sake, sir," I cry, "that beast will be the end of us! | ||
| CF | Whatever possessed you to let it loose?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Uh oh." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw beaver overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW BEAVER OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the beaver) | ||
| CF | I make a lunge for the beaver but he scuttles away to the other side | ||
| CF | of the jolly boat, beating his tail against the deck and taunting me | ||
| CF | with his malevolent little eyes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver has chewed through the gunwales on the larboard side and is | ||
| CF | working his way down the strakes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "For God's sake, sir," I cry, "that beast will be the end of us! | ||
| CF | Whatever possessed you to let it loose?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "kill beaver" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > KILL BEAVER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You will have to specify what to attack the beaver with. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver has chewed through the gunwales on the larboard side and is | ||
| CF | working his way down the strakes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "For God's sake, sir," I cry, "that beast will be the end of us! | ||
| CF | Whatever possessed you to let it loose?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "kill beaver with knife" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > KILL BEAVER WITH KNIFE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The pocketknife (unfolded) is not very effective against the beaver. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver has chewed through the gunwales on the larboard side and is | ||
| CF | working his way down the strakes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "For God's sake, sir," I cry, "that beast will be the end of us! | ||
| CF | Whatever possessed you to let it loose?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "x beaver?" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in cage" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK IN CAGE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The brass cage is empty. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver has chewed through the gunwales on the larboard side and is | ||
| CF | working his way down the strakes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "For God's sake, sir," I cry, "that beast will be the end of us! | ||
| CF | Whatever possessed you to let it loose?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x beaver" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X BEAVER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver looks an ornery beast, and with good reason. Beaver hats | ||
| CF | are the rage in Europe, and an animal this size will fetch eight | ||
| CF | shillings in England. He's worth more dead than alive, and he knows | ||
| CF | it. He is presently engaged in the task of gnawing the jolly boat to | ||
| CF | matchwood, having already made short work of the gunwales on the | ||
| CF | larboard side! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver blinks, its weak eyes must needs be unused to this | ||
| CF | merciless tropical sun. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver has chewed through the gunwales on the larboard side and is | ||
| CF | working his way down the strakes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "For God's sake, sir," I cry, "that beast will be the end of us! | ||
| CF | Whatever possessed you to let it loose?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "can we burn him?" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "light beaver with glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LIGHT BEAVER WITH GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I cannot burn the irksome creature, for he does not stay in one place | ||
| CF | for long enough, buy mayhap I can use the sun in some other way? | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver has chewed through the gunwales on the larboard side and is | ||
| CF | working his way down the strakes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "For God's sake, sir," I cry, "that beast will be the end of us! | ||
| CF | Whatever possessed you to let it loose?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh we need something else" | |
| Knight_Otu asks, "Blind it?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "yeah" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "with that other thing" | |
| Knight_Otu exclaims, "Mirror!" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "show mirror to beaver" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SHOW MIRROR TO BEAVER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the silver framed Venetian hand mirror) | ||
| CF | I snatch the silver framed Venetian hand mirror from the Captain's | ||
| CF | grasp. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Unhand that silver framed Venetian hand mirror," cries Captain Booby, | ||
| CF | "or I'll hang ye from the yard-arm, by thunder!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver does not respond. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The beaver has chewed through the gunwales on the larboard side and is | ||
| CF | working his way down the strakes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "For God's sake, sir," I cry, "that beast will be the end of us! | ||
| CF | Whatever possessed you to let it loose?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "o" | |
| Jade exclaims, "you haven't put the fuse into the hole previous to light it!" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Oh." | ||
| keltena says, "different verb, I think" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "(surprised that one didn't work)" | |
| Lancelot asks, "blind beaver?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "blind beaver with mirror" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BLIND BEAVER WITH MIRROR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the silver framed Venetian hand mirror) | ||
| CF | I snatch the silver framed Venetian hand mirror from the Captain's | ||
| CF | grasp. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Take your thieving paws off me silver framed Venetian hand mirror," | ||
| CF | says Booby, "or I'll tickle yer winkles wi' an oyster-knife, so I | ||
| CF | will!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I angle the mirror to reflect the sun into the beaver's eyes. Beavers | ||
| CF | have weak eyes, or so I've heard, and the sun's fierce rays render the | ||
| CF | varmint quite helpless for a moment. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A moment is all it takes, and the Yateveo tree is not slow to react. A | ||
| CF | snake-like tendril whips out and ensnares the helpless creature 'round | ||
| CF | its waist. It flips the beaver into the air as though it were a peanut | ||
| CF | and catches it in its ghastly maw — which snaps shut like a steel | ||
| CF | trap! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The horrid plant agitates its tentacle-like stems in apparent delight, | ||
| CF | and the rasping sound this makes sounds uncannily like "¡Sabroso! | ||
| CF | ¡Muy sabroso!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Eaten by a tree," says the Captain, shaking his head. "Now there's | ||
| CF | irony, an' ye may lay to that." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "(I think the one I tried was REFLECT SUN AT BEAVER)" | |
| Lancelot says, "lol" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Rest in peace, beaver." | ||
| Lancelot says, "revenge of the tree" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw cage overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 24 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CAGE OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the brass cage) | ||
| CF | As I reach for the brass cage, a spiny tendril whips out from the | ||
| CF | potted "Yateveo" tree and wraps itself around my ankles! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Aargh, it's got ye now, lad!" says the Captain. "'Twas nice knowin' | ||
| CF | ye, but yer goose be cooked now, dammee, for no one escapes the | ||
| CF | clutches o' the dreaded Yateveo tree!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "cant we just fight" | |
| Lancelot says, "ah nvm" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "SAVE" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cf6" | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SAVE | ||
| CF | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 25 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > SAVEOk. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw cage overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 24 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CAGE OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the brass cage) | ||
| CF | As I reach for the brass cage, a spiny tendril whips out from the | ||
| CF | potted "Yateveo" tree and fastens upon me in sudden coils! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Aargh, it's got ye now, lad!" says the Captain. "'Twas nice knowin' | ||
| CF | ye, but yer goose be cooked now, dammee, for no one escapes the | ||
| CF | clutches o' the dreaded Yateveo tree!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cut tree" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 23 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CUT TREE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (with the pocketknife (unfolded)) | ||
| CF | The pocketknife is something blunt, howbeit, with patience I am able | ||
| CF | to cut through the tendril that grips me, and wriggle free! A horrible | ||
| CF | green ichor spurts from the severed vine, and the monstrous vegetable | ||
| CF | quivers all over, as though expressing pain or rage! It hisses once | ||
| CF | again that haunting refrain; "¡Ya te veo! ¡Ya te veo!" — "I see | ||
| CF | you! I see you!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh dmn we can lol" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "I wondered." | ||
| Jade says, "we didin't put the fuse into the hole before lighting it" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "I thought we did?" | ||
| DavidW says, "Yes we did." | ||
| keltena says, "Yeah, we did." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "We did." | ||
| Jade says, "nop" | ||
| DavidW says, "I did." | ||
| Lancelot says, "we had to cut it because it was too long" | ||
| keltena says, "That's how we blew the barrel up" | ||
| keltena says, "but yeah, it was a piece of the fuse, not the whole thing" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "look?" | ||
| Jade says, "I can't see it upwards..." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 22 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. In all directions lie the sun-smitten | ||
| CF | waters of the Carribean, while around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In the stern of the jolly boat is Captain Booby's pile of plunder. Its | ||
| CF | divers contents include an oak barrel (in which are a bolt of rich | ||
| CF | brocade and a sack of cayenne pepper), a brass cage and an old | ||
| CF | sea-chest (on which is a potted "Yateveo" tree). | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby sits in the stern-sheets, taking a swig from his bottle | ||
| CF | of rum. He is carrying a hurdy-gurdy. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Lying on the floor of the jolly boat is a coil of cannon fuse. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Pepper the plant?" | |
| Jade says, "burn plant with glass" | ||
| Lancelot says, "the barrel was opened and two hoops were thrown off" | ||
| Jade says, "ok" | ||
| keltena says, "It's a ways up, but it says 'I put the short length of cannon fuse into the empty knothole." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "burn plant with glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 21 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BURN PLANT WITH GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I focus the sun's rays on the potted "Yateveo" tree, until a faint | ||
| CF | wisp of smoke arises from the spot. At once the plant lets out a | ||
| CF | horrible shriek and knocks the quizzing-glass from my hand with one of | ||
| CF | its spiny tendrils. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "maybe we can pepper the plant lol" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 20 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I take the Captain's quizzing-glass. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade says, "mmm, ok" | |
| DavidW asks, "Didn't we try to throw snuff at the plant earlier and the game said it made no sense to cover the plant with that?" | ||
| keltena says, "tragically, yes." | ||
| Lancelot says, "ph wait" | ||
| DavidW says, "There's no actual pepper that I've seen." | ||
| Lancelot says, "the bag doesnt work" | ||
| Jade says, "we tried to put on the bag" | ||
| Lancelot says, "what abpout that other cloth" | ||
| gadzoks says, "There's brocade and a bag of pepper in the barrel." | ||
| DavidW says, "I think the bag is far too small." | ||
| Lancelot says, "brocade thats heavy right" | ||
| gadzoks says, "Well, a sack." | ||
| Lancelot asks, "put it in the brocade?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "or put brocade on plant" | ||
| DavidW says, "I thought a brocade is just an embellishment on the coat, Like a little thread in a braid." | ||
| Lancelot says, "if its bigger..." | ||
| keltena asks, "try examining them and see, maybe?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x brocade" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 19 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X BROCADE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Midnight blue, wi' a pattern of silver stars. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "I thought it was like a roll of cloth as you would find in a shop" | |
| DavidW says, "It's like needlework." | ||
| gadzoks says, "It's a bolt." | ||
| Lancelot says, "but its 'midnight blue'" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take brocade" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 18 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE BROCADE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I take the bolt of rich brocade from inside the oak barrel. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Take yer filthy paws off me nice silk brocade, damn ye!" says the | ||
| CF | Captain. "I'll lay ye a guinea you ain't washed 'em in a week!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby tries to pick up the brass cage, but it is more than he | ||
| CF | can manage. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Aaargh, me back!" cries the Captain, wincing. "Cherish me guts, but | ||
| CF | it's no fun gettin' old, boy!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol" | |
| keltena says, "It's a type of fabric" | ||
| DavidW says, "oh. I was wrong." | ||
| Lancelot says, "yeah so a roll of cloth" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put brocade on plant" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 17 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT BROCADE ON PLANT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I throw the bolt of midnight blue brocade over the potted "Yateveo" | ||
| CF | tree (dormant), covering it nigh completely. Only a few of its spiny | ||
| CF | tendrils can be seen. Gradually these tendrils thrash with less and | ||
| CF | less vigour, until at last they lie still upon the burden boards, limp | ||
| CF | as Chinese noodles. A faint sound emits therefrom; "¡Zzzzzz, | ||
| CF | zzzzzz, zzzzzz!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah gnight plant" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw plant overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 16 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW PLANT OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the potted "Yateveo" tree (dormant)) | ||
| CF | I don't have enough room left to carry the potted "Yateveo" tree | ||
| CF | (dormant). | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 15 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > I | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I am carrying: | ||
| CF | the Captain's quizzing-glass | ||
| CF | a silver framed Venetian hand mirror | ||
| CF | an evil-looking ship's biscuit | ||
| CF | a pocketknife (unfolded) | ||
| CF | an empty tin (open but empty) | ||
| CF | a sailcloth bag (open but empty) | ||
| CF | a silver snuffbox of snuff | ||
| CF | a pineapple | ||
| CF | an empty wooden bucket | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "I'm not sure I trust the plant." | |
| Lancelot says, "lol inventory limit" | ||
| Jade says, "lol" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "drop the empty things?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "drop glass, mirror, biscuit, tin, bag" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 14 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > DROP GLASS, MIRROR, BISCUIT, TIN, BAG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain's quizzing-glass: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | silver framed Venetian hand mirror: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | evil-looking ship's biscuit: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | empty tin: (first closing the empty tin) | ||
| CF | Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | sailcloth bag: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade says, "drop all overboard" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw plant overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 13 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW PLANT OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the potted "Yateveo" tree (dormant)) | ||
| CF | I don't have enough room left to carry the potted "Yateveo" tree | ||
| CF | (dormant). | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 27 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with a will, filling my bucket with water from the | ||
| CF | bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a few | ||
| CF | inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour in | ||
| CF | through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til all | ||
| CF | Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — bail, an' lively now!" says the Captain. "'Twill | ||
| CF | all | ||
| CF | ha' been worthwhile when we'm rescued, ye'll see!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "drop all" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 26 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 108lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > DROP ALL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | pocketknife (unfolded): Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | silver snuffbox of snuff: (first closing the silver snuffbox of snuff) | ||
| CF | Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | pineapple: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | empty wooden bucket: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw plant overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 41 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 96lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW PLANT OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the potted "Yateveo" tree (dormant)) | ||
| CF | I wrap my arms about the earthenware pot and lift the enormously heavy | ||
| CF | "Yateveo" tree from the lid of the old sea-chest. It is all I can do | ||
| CF | to keep from dropping it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I hurl the hateful plant into the ocean — as far as I can. It lands | ||
| CF | with a heavy splash and slowly sinks from sight. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Ye devious dog!" cries Booby. "That specimen might o' made my name! A | ||
| CF | modern Newton I'd o' been, prancin' in a periwig through the courts o' | ||
| CF | Cambridge, by th' powers, wi' people callin' me 'p'fessor' and 'your | ||
| CF | cleverness' an' sich! Or else I could ha' sold it and bought a mess o' | ||
| CF | grog. I'll nail ye to the mizzenmast for this, wi' a wannion!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Unburdening the jolly boat of this large, heavy object gains us | ||
| CF | roughly sixteen minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot exclaims, "yeet!" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw bag and tin overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 41 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 96lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW BAG AND TIN OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't use multiple objects with that verb. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw bag overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 42 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 94lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW BAG OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the sailcloth bag) | ||
| CF | Having no further use for the sailcloth bag, I hurl it far out into | ||
| CF | the sea. It bobs about i' the water, buoyant as any cork. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this near insignificant weight gains us only two minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw tin overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 43 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 92lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW TIN OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the powder tin) | ||
| CF | Having no further use for the powder tin, I hurl it far out into the | ||
| CF | sea. It bobs about i' the water, buoyant as any cork. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this near insignificant weight gains us only two minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw cage overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 50 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CAGE OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the brass cage) | ||
| CF | I heave the heavy brass cage over the side of the boat. It sinks like | ||
| CF | a stone. The Captain merely scowls. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this medium-sized object gains us around eight minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "off" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw barrel overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 49 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW BARREL OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the oak barrel) | ||
| CF | The oak barrel is too large for me to carry. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "pfff" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 48 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK IN BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Within the barrel, I behold a sack. There may be more in there | ||
| CF | besides, but that is all I can see. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take sack" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 47 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE SACK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I take the sack of cayenne pepper from inside the oak barrel. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Careful with that sack of cayenne pepper, ye lackbrained | ||
| CF | oysterwench!" growls the Captain. "That blasted stuff makes me sneeze | ||
| CF | like a whale, so it does, an' scupper, sink an' burn me if it don't!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah that sounds like a hint lol" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "drop sack" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 46 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > DROP SACK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 45 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK IN BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | At the bottom of the barrel is a mahogany tea caddy. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take caddy" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 44 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE CADDY | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I take the mahogany tea caddy from inside the oak barrel. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "c it" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 44 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > C IT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That's not a verb I recognise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x it" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 43 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X IT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis the Captain's tea caddy! He always did prefer tea to rum, strange | ||
| CF | fellow. It is inlaid with a pattern of flowers, very fine. When I turn | ||
| CF | the caddy over, it rattles, but unfortunately it is locked. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby picks up the pineapple. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "If ye've taken a bite out o' this, I'll split ye in four halves!" he | ||
| CF | cries. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "drop it" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 42 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > DROP IT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 41 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK IN BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It is completely empty. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw barrel overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 40 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW BARREL OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the oak barrel) | ||
| CF | The oak barrel is too large for me to carry. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "push barrel?" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 55 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the empty wooden bucket) | ||
| CF | I begin to bail as fast as I might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy, bail away!" says the Captain. "There'll be no need to | ||
| CF | pitch me plunder into the briny deep, curse ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Can the barrel... right." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push barrel overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 55 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 84lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUSH BARREL OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 78 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUSH BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Straining every muscle to the uttermost, I heave the heavy oak barrel | ||
| CF | over the gunwales into the sea. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Unburdening the jolly boat of this large, heavy object gains us | ||
| CF | roughly twenty-four minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yay" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 77 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. The sun is setting over the Caribbean | ||
| CF | Sea, and the sky grows darker by the minute. Around the boat, a circle | ||
| CF | of black fins cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In the stern of the jolly boat is Captain Booby's pile of plunder. Its | ||
| CF | divers contents include a mahogany tea caddy (closed), a sack of | ||
| CF | cayenne pepper, a silver snuffbox, a silver framed Venetian hand | ||
| CF | mirror and an old sea-chest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby sits in the stern-sheets, playing his hurdy-gurdy as he | ||
| CF | sings a shanty. He is carrying a pineapple and a bottle of rum. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Scattered about the floor of the jolly boat are a pocketknife | ||
| CF | (unfolded), an evil-looking ship's biscuit, the Captain's | ||
| CF | quizzing-glass and a coil of cannon fuse. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Good." | |
| gadzoks exclaims, "Chest now!" | ||
| Lancelot says, "oh the barrel is still there" | ||
| gadzoks exclaims, "Booty time!" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 76 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first unlocking the old sea-chest) | ||
| CF | To my horror, the old sea-chest is locked, and I do not have the key! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "You'll never open it, lad!" roars the Captain. "For the key has gone | ||
| CF | to the bottom o' the ocean, so it has, and let me rot and perish if it | ||
| CF | ain't!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we use the knife" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 75 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis just out of reach, and I can but look. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 74 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The heavy oak barrel is floating a little way off the starboard bow, | ||
| CF | and I cannot reach it unaided. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "'unaided' hmm" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 73 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. The sun is setting over the Caribbean | ||
| CF | Sea, and the sky grows darker by the minute. Around the boat, a circle | ||
| CF | of black fins cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In the stern of the jolly boat is Captain Booby's pile of plunder. Its | ||
| CF | divers contents include a mahogany tea caddy (closed), a sack of | ||
| CF | cayenne pepper, a silver snuffbox, a silver framed Venetian hand | ||
| CF | mirror and an old sea-chest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby sits in the stern-sheets, taking a swig from his bottle | ||
| CF | of rum. He is carrying a pineapple and a hurdy-gurdy. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Scattered about the floor of the jolly boat are a pocketknife | ||
| CF | (unfolded), an evil-looking ship's biscuit, the Captain's | ||
| CF | quizzing-glass and a coil of cannon fuse. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x coil" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 72 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X COIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Several feet of cannon fuse, wound into a coil. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take coil" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 71 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE COIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I now have the coil. "Take yer thievin' paws off me coil," says Booby, | ||
| CF | "or I'll crack ye like a flea, says I!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "lasso barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 71 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LASSO BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That's not a verb I recognise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "tie fuse to barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 70 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TIE FUSE TO BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis just out of reach, and I can but look. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Aarrgh, there ye be, me beauty!" says Booby, picking up the silver | ||
| CF | snuffbox and slipping it into his pocket. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 69 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first unlocking the old sea-chest) | ||
| CF | The old sea-chest is locked, and I do not have the key. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "can we open that caddy?" | |
| DavidW asks, "oh, we could put pepper into the snuffbox, couldn't we?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "ah" | ||
| DavidW says, "The caddy is locked." | ||
| Lancelot says, "make him sneeze lol" | ||
| Jade says, "yes" | ||
| DavidW says, "I don't know WHY we want him to sneeze, though." | ||
| keltena asks, "Petty revenge?" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "x that other thing?" | ||
| DavidW asks, "what other thing?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "oops that caddy" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x caddy" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 68 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X CADDY | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis the Captain's tea caddy! He always did prefer tea to rum, strange | ||
| CF | fellow. It is inlaid with a pattern of flowers, very fine. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh pattern of flowers" | |
| Lancelot says, "I thought it said something on it" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "ask captain about caddy" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 67 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > ASK CAPTAIN ABOUT CADDY | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Aargh, now you be careful wi' that," growls Captain Booby. "I'd kill | ||
| CF | fer a cup o' tea, that I would, but I ain't got the key no more. E'en | ||
| CF | a piece o' hardtack's palatable if'n ye soak it in tea fer an hour or | ||
| CF | two." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "ask captain about sea-chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 66 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > ASK CAPTAIN ABOUT SEA-CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Ye'll never find the key," says the Captain, "for it ha' gone to Davy | ||
| CF | Jones locker along o' the Queen Mab. Save yerself the bother | ||
| CF | o' lookin' for it, 'tis waste o' time!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we open it with the knife" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open sea-chest with knife" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 65 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN SEA-CHEST WITH KNIFE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the pocketknife (unfolded)) | ||
| CF | The pocketknife (unfolded) does not fit the old sea-chest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "the caddt?" | |
| Lancelot says, "dmn" | ||
| Lancelot says, "caddy" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open caddy with knife" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 64 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN CADDY WITH KNIFE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I try to prise the caddy open with the pocketknife (unfolded), but | ||
| CF | 'tis very well made, for I can do little more than scratch it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "break caddy" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 63 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BREAK CADDY | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You will have to specify what to attack the mahogany tea caddy with. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x handkerchief" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 62 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X HANDKERCHIEF | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Methinks he hath stuffed it up his sleeve, but 'tis so light I need | ||
| CF | not waste any time on it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push sea-chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 61 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUSH SEA-CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the old sea-chest) | ||
| CF | It would be a simpler matter to throw the old sea-chest | ||
| CF | overboard. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw sea-chest overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 60 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW SEA-CHEST OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the old sea-chest overboard) | ||
| CF | (first taking the old sea-chest) | ||
| CF | 'Tis too heavy for me to lift! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 79 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with all my might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — aye, bail her out!" says the Captain. "We'll be | ||
| CF | rescued soon enough, ye'll see, or I'm a smoked mackerel!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open pepper" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 78 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN PEPPER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It isn't something I can open. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 77 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. The sun is setting over the Caribbean | ||
| CF | Sea, and the sky grows darker by the minute. Around the boat, a circle | ||
| CF | of black fins cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In the stern of the jolly boat is Captain Booby's pile of plunder. Its | ||
| CF | divers contents include a mahogany tea caddy (closed), a sack of | ||
| CF | cayenne pepper, a silver framed Venetian hand mirror and an old | ||
| CF | sea-chest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby sits in the stern-sheets, playing his hurdy-gurdy as he | ||
| CF | sings a shanty. He is carrying a pineapple and a bottle of rum. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Lying on the floor of the jolly boat are an evil-looking ship's | ||
| CF | biscuit and the Captain's quizzing-glass. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "tie coil to knife" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 76 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TIE COIL TO KNIFE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I would achieve nothing by this. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open sack" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 75 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN SACK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It isn't something I can open. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cut sack" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 74 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CUT SACK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (with the pocketknife (unfolded)) | ||
| CF | The pocketknife (unfolded) is not very effective against the sack of | ||
| CF | cayenne pepper. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "smell sack" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 73 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SMELL SACK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | From the sack of cayenne pepper I detect the zesty tang o' foreign | ||
| CF | climes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "hmm we must be missingh something... the chest needs a key, and we have a caddsy which is closed" | |
| DavidW says, "yeah, I'm feeling a bit stuck here." | ||
| keltena says, "I'm trying to remember if I solved this one without hints or not" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "unlock caddy?" | ||
| keltena says, "(FWIW, the game does have pretty detailed hints)" | ||
| DavidW says, "We have no keys." | ||
| gadzoks asks, "Could make him sneeze just for fun?" | ||
| DavidW says, "I can't get the sack open." | ||
| Lancelot asks, "isnt it already open?" | ||
| DavidW asks, "is it?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x sack" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 72 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X SACK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A heavy hessian sack. The sack is almost full of cayenne pepper. ('Tis | ||
| CF | a pungent, reddish-brown powder.) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take snuffbox" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 71 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE SNUFFBOX | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I sneak the silver snuffbox from inside the Captain's left-hand coat | ||
| CF | pocket. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "it describes the powder in it so I would expect it to be open" | |
| gadzoks asks, "Maybe he forgot one of the keys in his coat, and sneezing violently will dislodge it?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open snuffbox" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 70 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN SNUFFBOX | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I open the silver snuffbox of snuff, which is almost full of snuff. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put pepper in it" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 69 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT PEPPER IN IT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (pouring the sack of cayenne pepper into the silver snuffbox of snuff) | ||
| CF | The silver snuffbox cannot contain any more than it already holds. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "I dont trust what captain says yheah" | |
| Lancelot says, "empty it first" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "empty snuffbox" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 68 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > EMPTY SNUFFBOX | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I dump out the silver snuffbox into the sea, buying me two minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put pepper in snuffbox" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 67 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT PEPPER IN SNUFFBOX | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (pouring the sack of cayenne pepper into the empty silver snuffbox) | ||
| CF | I pour cayenne pepper into the silver snuffbox. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain searches his pockets for his silver snuffbox, but cannot | ||
| CF | find it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade says, "the key could be mixed inside snuffbox" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put snuffbox in left pocket" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 66 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT SNUFFBOX IN LEFT POCKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first closing the silver snuffbox of cayenne pepper) | ||
| CF | I surreptitiously slip the silver snuffbox into the Captain's | ||
| CF | left-hand coat pocket. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "it wasnt" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 65 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > Z | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Time passes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Quit yer lollygaggin' an' bail, boy!" snaps the Captain. "Ye've black | ||
| CF | designs a-kindlin' i' that noggin o' yourn, I'll wager, an' I doesn't | ||
| CF | like it!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "but yeah that was another place" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 79 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail with a will, filling my bucket with water from the | ||
| CF | bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a few | ||
| CF | inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour in | ||
| CF | through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til all | ||
| CF | Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — bail, an' right speedily!" says the Captain. "An' | ||
| CF | keep on bailin' till we'm rescued, burn an' blast yer bones!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 78 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > Z | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Time passes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 77 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > Z | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Time passes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 76 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > Z | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Time passes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 75 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > Z | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Time passes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 74 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > Z | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Time passes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 73 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. Dusk is falling, and the sun bathes the | ||
| CF | ocean in a glory of pink. Around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In the stern of the jolly boat is Captain Booby's pile of plunder. Its | ||
| CF | divers contents include a mahogany tea caddy (closed), a sack of | ||
| CF | cayenne pepper, a silver framed Venetian hand mirror and an old | ||
| CF | sea-chest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby sits in the stern-sheets, taking a swig from his bottle | ||
| CF | of rum. He is carrying a pineapple and a hurdy-gurdy. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Lying on the floor of the jolly boat are an evil-looking ship's | ||
| CF | biscuit and the Captain's quizzing-glass. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "anything we can do with that glass" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 72 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I seize the Captain's quizzing-glass. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "we" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look through glass at barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 71 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK THROUGH GLASS AT BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis just out of reach, and I can but look. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look through glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 70 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK THROUGH GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I find nothing of interest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "x all" | |
| DavidW says, "I can't use ALL with that verb." | ||
| Lancelot says, "erm one by one then :p" | ||
| DavidW says, "sigh" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x me" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 69 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X ME | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I am a tousle-headed boy of scarce fourteen, barefoot — for e'en my | ||
| CF | shoes have been cast o'erboard — and clad in a jerkin and ragged | ||
| CF | slops. My face and clothing hath been stained indigo blue by the | ||
| CF | exploding barrel. I must cut a sorry figure, for which I can but | ||
| CF | apologise, but the life of a cabin-boy is not an easy one. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "its not like my game lol" | |
| Lancelot says, "not many things to examine" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x jerkin" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 68 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X JERKIN | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A simple leather jerkin, softened by hard use. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x slops" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 67 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X SLOPS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Wide kneed breeches, somewhat ragged at the hem. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "hmm" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw caddy overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 66 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 60lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CADDY OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the mahogany tea caddy) | ||
| CF | Belay that — for there may yet be something o' worth within the | ||
| CF | mahogany tea caddy... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "I guess the glass wont help us" | |
| Lancelot says, "ohoho" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw mirror overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 69 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW MIRROR OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the silver framed Venetian hand mirror) | ||
| CF | I throw the mirror over the side of the jolly boat. It sinks quickly. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "No, not me mirror, ye mealy-mouthed mannikin!" screams the Captain, | ||
| CF | and he rushes over to the side of the boat in a vain attempt to fish | ||
| CF | it out. "Sink me for a buttered parsnip, but how'm I supposed to do me | ||
| CF | hair an' make-up now? I shall end up resemblin' a Pierrot, curse ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this near insignificant weight gains us only four | ||
| CF | minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "I suspect it doesnt want us to lose it" | |
| Lancelot says, "looks like game ensures we cannot lose the game? if it wants us to keep the caddy..." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "That mirror was 4 pounds, huh." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 68 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK IN BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis just out of reach, and I can but look. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we look with that maginifier" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "tie coil to pineapple" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 67 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TIE COIL TO PINEAPPLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I would achieve nothing by this. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "erm how to spell" | |
| DavidW says, "I tried that." | ||
| Lancelot says, "ah ok" | ||
| DavidW says, "The game didn't seem to understand me with I tried." | ||
| DavidW says, "er when" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "look barrel with glass?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look barrel with glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 67 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK BARREL WITH GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I only understood you as far as wanting to look the heavy oak barrel. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah hmm" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look barrel through glass" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 67 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK BARREL THROUGH GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I only understood you as far as wanting to look the heavy oak barrel. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "look through glass at barrel" | |
| Lancelot says, "just guessing lol" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look through glass at barrel" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 66 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK THROUGH GLASS AT BARREL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis just out of reach, and I can but look. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh another response" | |
| Lancelot asks, "try the captain?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look through glass at captain" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 65 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK THROUGH GLASS AT CAPTAIN | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby looks larger when looked at through the Captain's | ||
| CF | quizzing-glass. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | DavidW says, "ok, the syntax works." | |
| Lancelot says, "oh so it does allow us to look at things" | ||
| Roger says, "usual scope trickery" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look through glass at horizon" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 65 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK THROUGH GLASS AT HORIZON | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look through glass at sea" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 64 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK THROUGH GLASS AT SEA | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The sea looks larger when looked at through the Captain's | ||
| CF | quizzing-glass. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "unimplemented horizon lol" | |
| Roger asks, "maybe to ignite the cannon fuse?" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "anything else we can look at?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 63 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. Dusk is falling, and the sun bathes the | ||
| CF | ocean in a glory of pink. Around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In the stern of the jolly boat is all that remains of Captain Booby's | ||
| CF | pile of plunder: a sack of cayenne pepper and an old sea-chest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby sits in the stern-sheets, checking his pineapple for | ||
| CF | bruises. He is carrying a bottle of rum and a hurdy-gurdy. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Lying on the floor of the jolly boat is an evil-looking ship's | ||
| CF | biscuit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch of cayenne pepper. Immediately he falls to sneezing so lustily | ||
| CF | that I fear he will blow the top of his own head off. It causeth him | ||
| CF | to drop his pineapple... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Curse me for a lubber, but this snuff packs a punch!" says he, wi' | ||
| CF | his eyes full o' tears. "I'll be havin' me some strong words wi' th' | ||
| CF | manufacturer, so I will, an' that's all there is of it!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah pepper works" | |
| DavidW says, "The sneezing finally happened." | ||
| Lancelot says, "and he dropped the" | ||
| gadzoks says, "Probably just makes him drop stuff." | ||
| Lancelot says, "so we can use that to get what" | ||
| Lancelot says, "yeah" | ||
| gadzoks says, "But might be useful if he refuses to let go of something." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x pistol" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 63 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X PISTOL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "we dunked the pisotl I think" | |
| DavidW says, "yeah" | ||
| Lancelot says, "how abot the caddy game didnt let us dunk it" | ||
| DavidW says, "There's something inside the caddy that the game wants us to get first." | ||
| Lancelot says, "now if it was a japanese puzzle box..." | ||
| Lancelot says, "nvm I thought maybe we can open it if we find seams or sth" | ||
| gadzoks asks, "Try looking at the caddy through the glass?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "maybe we can find seams lol" | ||
| gadzoks says, "Yeah, like a hidden compartment." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look through glass at caddy" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 62 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK THROUGH GLASS AT CADDY | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I examine the caddy minutely with the Captain's quizzing-glass. One of | ||
| CF | the flowers appears different! When I press this flower it proves to | ||
| CF | be a hidden catch, and a secret drawer slides open! This drawer would | ||
| CF | once have concealed a silver caddy spoon, as I do think, but instead | ||
| CF | there resides an old iron key! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "I have a pouzzle box here and its hard to see how to open it :LD" | |
| Lancelot says, "wtf" | ||
| Lancelot says, "oh my god" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take key" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 61 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE KEY | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I take the iron key from inside the secret drawer. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch of cayenne pepper. Immediately he falls to sneezing so heartily | ||
| CF | that I wonder his eyes do not pop out like corks from a bottle. It | ||
| CF | causeth him to drop his hurdy-gurdy... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Devil damn me!" he squeals, wi' his eyes full o' tears. "This cursed | ||
| CF | snuff hath unbalanced me humours, by th' powers! Me eyes are become | ||
| CF | hot coals, and me nostrils a brace o' furnaces!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Well, well." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "unlock sea-chest with key" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 60 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 56lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > UNLOCK SEA-CHEST WITH KEY | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I unlock the old sea-chest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "now thats mean" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw caddy overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 61 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 54lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CADDY OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I toss the tea caddy far out to sea. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Rot me, but you're a double-dealing dawcock!" roars the Captain. | ||
| CF | "Ruthless is one thing, but to deny a man a last cuppa is uncommon | ||
| CF | cruel, an' ye may lay to that." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this near insignificant weight gains us only two minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Cap'n doesn't learn, does he." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open sea-chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 60 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 54lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN SEA-CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the old sea-chest) | ||
| CF | I heave open the old sea-chest, and find it filled to the brim with | ||
| CF | doubloons, double guineas, cob dollars, dog dollars, moidores, | ||
| CF | louis-d'ors and pieces of eight. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Lying atop these is a cutlass with a jewelled hilt. This, the Captain | ||
| CF | snatches up, and with a cry of "sa-ha!" sets to waving it about | ||
| CF | threateningly, or fairly threateningly, since he normally has a crew | ||
| CF | of men to do the waving about for him and is something out of | ||
| CF | practice. Howbeit, the Captain is once again armed and fairly | ||
| CF | dangerous, and I dare not approach the chest lest he chop me up in | ||
| CF | little pieces. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | DavidW says, "ah. Now the pepper will make him drop the sword." | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Well, until he sneezes again." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "bail" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 85 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 54lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > BAIL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I begin to bail as fast as I might, filling my bucket with water from | ||
| CF | the bilges and dumping it o'er the side, 'til there be naught but a | ||
| CF | few inches left in the bottom of the boat. But water continues to pour | ||
| CF | in through the hole made by the round-shot, and 'twill not stop 'til | ||
| CF | all Booby's plunder hath been tossed o'erboard! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That's it, boy — aye, bail her out!" says the Captain. "There'll be | ||
| CF | no need to pitch me plunder into the briny deep, curse ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 84 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 54lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. Dusk is falling, and the sun bathes the | ||
| CF | ocean in a glory of pink. Around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In the stern of the jolly boat is Captain Booby's pile of plunder. Its | ||
| CF | divers contents include a hurdy-gurdy, a pineapple, a sack of cayenne | ||
| CF | pepper and an old sea-chest of doubloons. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain stands between me and his treasure chest, with jewelled | ||
| CF | cutlass in hand and his eyes agleam with wrath. He is carrying a | ||
| CF | bottle of rum. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Lying on the floor of the jolly boat is an evil-looking ship's | ||
| CF | biscuit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw hurdy-gurdy overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 89 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 48lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW HURDY-GURDY OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the hurdy-gurdy) | ||
| CF | I hurl the instrument into the sea. It bobs about on the surface for a | ||
| CF | moment, before succumbing to the waves. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "No, not me hurdy-gurdy," wails the Captain. "'Twas a Stradivarius, d' | ||
| CF | ye see? The only one 'e ever made. 'Twould o' been worth a king's | ||
| CF | ransom in years to come, confound ye! Ha' ye no thought for | ||
| CF | appreciation?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this medium-sized object gains us around six minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw pineapple overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 90 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 46lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW PINEAPPLE OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the pineapple) | ||
| CF | I hurl the pineapple as far as I can. It lands with a splosh in the | ||
| CF | ocean. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Arr, not me pineapple!" says the Captain, woefully. "I had me a fancy | ||
| CF | to make a lovely canapé — pineapple and hunks o' cheese, served up | ||
| CF | on | ||
| CF | the spines of a porpentine. Ye've set haute cuisine back centuries, | ||
| CF | damn ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this near insignificant weight gains us only two minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby takes his silver snuffbox from his pocket and inhales a | ||
| CF | pinch of cayenne pepper. Immediately he falls to sneezing so lustily | ||
| CF | that I fear he will blow the top of his own head off. It causeth him | ||
| CF | to drop his jewelled cutlass... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Rot me for a lubber, but, but this snuff be fiery stuff!" says he. | ||
| CF | "'Tis filthy habit, an' will put me to bed wi' a shovel, so it will. | ||
| CF | Curse me for a preacher if it don't!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw cutlass overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 91 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CUTLASS OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the jewelled cutlass) | ||
| CF | I hurl the accursed thing far out into the ocean. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Damn ye for a spindle-shanked serpent!" snarls the Captain. "That | ||
| CF | cutlass were a gift from the Guv'nor o' Maracaibo! A gift, says I, but | ||
| CF | if truth be told he didn't give it willingly-like. Howbeit, if I but | ||
| CF | had it now, I'd cut ye into gobbets wi' it, an' feed ye piecemeal to | ||
| CF | the sharks!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this near insignificant weight gains us only two minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby dabs daintily at his nose with a lace-edged | ||
| CF | handkerchief. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "; dunk that cutlass" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw chest overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 90 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CHEST OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the old sea-chest of doubloons) | ||
| CF | 'Tis too heavy for me to lift with all those doubloons in it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "'Od's blood, fire and thunder, my sinuses!" roars the Captain, | ||
| CF | pinching his nose in agony. He opens his silver snuffbox and pours the | ||
| CF | remaining cayenne pepper into the sea. "'Tis time I give it up anyhow. | ||
| CF | 'Tis filthy habit I'll own, but damn me, they should put a health | ||
| CF | warnin' on that stuff!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw doubloons overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 89 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW DOUBLOONS OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the old sea-chest of doubloons) | ||
| CF | 'Tis too heavy for me to lift with all those doubloons in it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "empty chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 88 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > EMPTY CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the old sea-chest) | ||
| CF | 'Tis too heavy for me to lift with all those doubloons in it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby picks up the sack. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "push chest?" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 87 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUSH CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It would be a simpler matter to throw the old sea-chest of | ||
| CF | doubloons overboard. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "aww" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take all from chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 87 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE ALL FROM CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | One thing at a time, if ye please! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 86 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOOK IN CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The old sea-chest is almost full of doubloons. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol" | |
| gadzoks says, "Technically he could kill us without being armed, but..." | ||
| Lancelot says, "he's a wimp" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take doubloon from chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 86 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE DOUBLOON FROM CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 85 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. Dusk is falling, and the sun bathes the | ||
| CF | ocean in a glory of pink. Around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In the stern of the jolly boat is the last of Captain Booby's pile of | ||
| CF | plunder: an old sea-chest of doubloons. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby stands hard by, holding the sack of cayenne pepper at | ||
| CF | arm's length. He is carrying a bottle of rum. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Lying on the floor of the jolly boat is an evil-looking ship's | ||
| CF | biscuit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "and we have a knife" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "drop all" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 84 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > DROP ALL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | iron key: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain's quizzing-glass: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | pocketknife (unfolded): Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | coil of cannon fuse: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | empty wooden bucket: Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw sea-chest overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 83 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW SEA-CHEST OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the old sea-chest of doubloons overboard) | ||
| CF | (first taking the old sea-chest of doubloons) | ||
| CF | 'Tis too heavy for me to lift with all those doubloons in it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take doubloons from sea-chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 83 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE DOUBLOONS FROM SEA-CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take doubloons" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 82 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE DOUBLOONS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis too heavy for me to lift with all those doubloons in it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take coins" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 81 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE COINS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis too heavy for me to lift with all those doubloons in it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take treasure" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 80 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE TREASURE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I must needs take the items one by one, unfortunately. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | DavidW says, "I can't seem to refer to the chest's contents." | |
| Lancelot asks, "empty chest we tried?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "empty chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 79 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > EMPTY CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the old sea-chest) | ||
| CF | 'Tis too heavy for me to lift with all those doubloons in it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "tilt chest?" | |
| Knight_Otu asks, "Tip chest?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "tip chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 79 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TIP CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I didn't understand that sentence. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "tilt chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 79 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TILT CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That's not a verb I recognise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 78 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUSH CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It would be a simpler matter to throw the old sea-chest of | ||
| CF | doubloons overboard. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Might need some leverage?" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 77 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the old sea-chest of doubloons) | ||
| CF | 'Tis too heavy for me to lift with all those doubloons in it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | gadzoks says, "Not sure we have any though." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search chest" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 76 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SEARCH CHEST | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The old sea-chest is almost full of doubloons. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain lets out a deep sigh. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade asks, "perhaps we can try loading the bucket?" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "fill bucket with doubloons" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 75 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 44lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > FILL BUCKET WITH DOUBLOONS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the wooden bucket) | ||
| CF | I fill the wooden bucket with doubloons. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "What are ye doin' wi' that chest o' gold there?" growls the Captain, | ||
| CF | suspiciously. "It better not be what I think it be!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | DavidW says, "ah nice" | |
| gadzoks says, "Bail out the coins? Good thinking." | ||
| Lancelot says, "ah" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Hah." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "empty bucket" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 79 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 39lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > EMPTY BUCKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I dump out the wooden bucket into the sea, buying me five minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Aargh! Not me coin as well?" screams the Captain. "Ha' the sun made a | ||
| CF | moon-calf of ye, Petey? Or ha' the weevils been nibblin' at yer | ||
| CF | brains? For that gold be your'n as well as mine, lad! Your'n as well | ||
| CF | as mine!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade says, "this is a container" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "fill bucket with doubloons" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 78 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 39lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > FILL BUCKET WITH DOUBLOONS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I fill the wooden bucket with doubloons. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Belay that! Avast an' belay, d'ye hear?" squeaks the Captain, | ||
| CF | desperately. "Ye wouldn't leave your old Cap'n without a sous to his | ||
| CF | name, would ye?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yeah clever" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "empty bucket" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 82 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 34lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > EMPTY BUCKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I dump out the wooden bucket into the sea, buying me five minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Ha' mercy, messmate!" begs the Captain. "Ha'n't I always treated ye | ||
| CF | well, Petey? Ha'n't I been like a father to ye, who never had'n?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Always, Captain," I reply, "but the boat is still taking on water. I | ||
| CF | have no choice." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "fill bucket with doubloons" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 81 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 34lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > FILL BUCKET WITH DOUBLOONS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I pour doubloons into the wooden bucket, leaving the old sea-chest | ||
| CF | empty. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "For pity's sake, boy, there's enough now! Spare me a few coin for me | ||
| CF | old age, I begs ye!" says the Captain. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "empty bucket" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 85 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 29lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > EMPTY BUCKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I dump out the wooden bucket into the sea, buying me five minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Devil damn ye, ye ungrateful wretch!" screams the Captain. "This is | ||
| CF | how ye repay me is't? I as took ye under 'is fin an' raised ye from a | ||
| CF | whelp? Dandled ye on me knee? Tol' ye a yarn a' bedtime? Took a poor, | ||
| CF | lost, lubberly orphan boy, and made a pyrate o' ye? Or ha' ye | ||
| CF | forgotten?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "I have not forgotten, sir," I reply, "and aye, this is how I repay | ||
| CF | you — by saving your life." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw chest overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 84 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 29lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CHEST OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the empty old sea-chest) | ||
| CF | I don't have enough room left to carry the empty old sea-chest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "drop all" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 83 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 29lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > DROP ALL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the empty wooden bucket) | ||
| CF | Dropped. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain mutters something 'neath his breath. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw chest overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 94 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 17lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW CHEST OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the empty old sea-chest) | ||
| CF | I haul the empty wooden chest onto the gunwales and push it into the | ||
| CF | ocean. It lands with a heavy splash before filling with water and | ||
| CF | sinking out of sight. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this medium-sized object gains us around twelve minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yay almost done" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 93 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 17lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. Dusk is falling, and the sun bathes the | ||
| CF | ocean in a glory of pink. Around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby stands hard by, taking a swig from his bottle of rum. He | ||
| CF | is carrying a sack of cayenne pepper. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Scattered about the floor of the jolly boat are an empty wooden | ||
| CF | bucket, a coil of cannon fuse, a pocketknife (unfolded), the Captain's | ||
| CF | quizzing-glass, an iron key and an evil-looking ship's biscuit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw sack overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 104 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 5lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW SACK OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the sack of cayenne pepper) | ||
| CF | I grapple furiously with the Captain until he lets go of the sack of | ||
| CF | cayenne pepper. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Take your thieving paws off me sack of cayenne pepper," says Booby, | ||
| CF | "or I'll tip ye the black spot, so help me!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I heave the heavy sack o'er the side of the jolly boat. It lands with | ||
| CF | a heavy splash in the sea. As the ruddy powder disperses into the | ||
| CF | briny waters, the circle of sharks grows noticeably wider. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Shiver me timbers, but you're a mess o' trouble, boy!" mutters the | ||
| CF | Captain. "That sack were worth a tidy fortune, like as not, to them as | ||
| CF | likes it hot!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this medium-sized object gains us around twelve minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw key overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 103 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW KEY OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the iron key) | ||
| CF | I throw the key as far as I possibly can, while the Captain looks on | ||
| CF | despairingly. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this negligible weight makes no difference whatever to | ||
| CF | our plight. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "lo" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 103 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That's not a verb I recognise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 102 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck is sinking, her hull holed by a round-shot, and her | ||
| CF | stern is ankle-deep in water. Dusk is falling, and the sun bathes the | ||
| CF | ocean in a glory of pink. Around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby stands hard by, taking a swig from his bottle of rum. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Scattered about the floor of the jolly boat are an empty wooden | ||
| CF | bucket, a coil of cannon fuse, a pocketknife (unfolded), the Captain's | ||
| CF | quizzing-glass and an evil-looking ship's biscuit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "the rum" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Almost there." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw rug overboard" | ||
| CF ] ERE WE SINK: 102 TURNS EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW RUG OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw rum overboard" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 0lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW RUM OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first taking the bottle of rum) | ||
| CF | After a brief struggle, I manage to wrest the bottle of rum from the | ||
| CF | Captain's grip. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Give that back," exclaims Captain Booby, "or I'll lash ye to the | ||
| CF | binnacle, says I!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I hurl the bottle of rum into the sea. It bobs away on the current. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Throw out me last bottle 'o rum, will ye? Well, there's wasteful!" | ||
| CF | says the Captain, peering after it. "But p'rhaps ye ain't so clever as | ||
| CF | ye think, boy, when all's said!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this medium-sized object gains us around eight minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "'Tis done, Captain!" says I. "Lookee, sir — the shot-hole is above | ||
| CF | the waterline! We'm saved, Captain! We'm saved!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Saved?!" roars the Captain. "Stap me vitals! Saved, says ye? Ye've | ||
| CF | doomed me, that's what ye've done! Doomed me to a life o' penury! I as | ||
| CF | was a man o' means, as was a rich man not two hours agone! | ||
| CF | I'll see ye hang for this, m'boy. I'll set ye a-sun-dryin' like a | ||
| CF | scare-crow, ye'll see!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | He picks up one of the oars and, weilding it above his head, charges | ||
| CF | towards me like a mad bull. I hasten to the prow in alarm, but the | ||
| CF | Captain trips over the midship thwart and falls flat on his face. His | ||
| CF | improvised weapon sails high over my head and lands with a splash in | ||
| CF | the ocean. The Captain scrambles to his feet and peers out to sea, | ||
| CF | where our stricken oar bobs far out of reach. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Od's bobs, hammer, and tongs — now look what ye've made me do!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yay" | |
| Lancelot asks, "oars?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "I dont recall seeing oars here" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck has been holed by a round-shot, but the shot-hole is now | ||
| CF | well above the waterline. Dusk is falling, and the sun bathes the | ||
| CF | ocean in a glory of pink. Around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. Some way off the larboard bow, | ||
| CF | meanwhile, bobs our stricken oar, well beyond reach. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby stands hard by, eyeing me suspiciously. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Scattered about the floor of the jolly boat are a single, solitary | ||
| CF | oar, an empty wooden bucket, a coil of cannon fuse, a pocketknife | ||
| CF | (unfolded), the Captain's quizzing-glass and an evil-looking ship's | ||
| CF | biscuit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Spying the stoppered bottle of rum as it floats past, the Captain | ||
| CF | leans out and fishes it from the sea, a broad grin on his face. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol back to 4kb" | |
| Knight_Otu says, "Oh, Cap'n." | ||
| Jade says, "the oar is far away" | ||
| Jade says, "our ore or our oar" | ||
| Lancelot says, "can we use the oard iun the boat" | ||
| Lancelot says, "oar in the boat to reach something" | ||
| Lancelot says, "now we have 'reach'" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | One oar lies at my feet, whilst the other floats i' the sea, well | ||
| CF | beyond reach. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "There were coin enough i' that ol' chest for thee an' me both," | ||
| CF | bemoans the Captain. "But it all has to go, says you, an' that's | ||
| CF | flat." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I take the oar. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "reach oar with oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > REACH OAR WITH OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I lean out as far as I dare in an attempt to recover the drifting oar. | ||
| CF | However, it is still too far out to reach, even with the other oar! If | ||
| CF | only the boat were but a little closer, I could reach it! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we reach that barrel" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "reach barrel with oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > REACH BARREL WITH OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I cannot retrieve the barrel with my oar, for 'tis too large and | ||
| CF | heavy, but mayhap there is something else I can do with it... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "If I had me cutlass now," mutters the Captain, "I'd cleave ye to the | ||
| CF | brisket, so I would, or I'm a potted lobster!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jade says, "use oar to sail towards the oar" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "tie coil to oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TIE COIL TO OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I would achieve nothing by this. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "pull or push it?" | |
| DavidW asks, "Pull or push what?" | ||
| Jade says, "row" | ||
| Lancelot says, "oh wait cannot" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "row" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > ROW | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the Jolly Boat) | ||
| CF | (first seating myself upon the midship thwart) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I need both oars to row, lest we go in circles! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "that barrel nvm too heavy" | |
| Jade says, "mmm" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw rum overboard" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 0lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW RUM OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (first getting off the midship thwart) | ||
| CF | (first taking the bottle of rum) | ||
| CF | I snatch the bottle of rum from the Captain's grasp. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Give that back," exclaims Captain Booby, "or I'll frizzle ye like a | ||
| CF | kipper, see if I don't!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I hurl the bottle of rum into the sea. It bobs away on the current. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Throw out me last bottle 'o rum, will ye? Well, there's wasteful!" | ||
| CF | says the Captain, peering after it. "But p'rhaps ye ain't so clever as | ||
| CF | ye think, boy, when all's said!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Throwing out this medium-sized object gains us around eight minutes. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "That silver bar would ha' bought me a pretty cottage," sighs the | ||
| CF | Captain. "Nothin' fancy, mind, just a humble place to rest me ol' | ||
| CF | bones." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "barrel on same side as the oar" | |
| Lancelot asks, "?" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck has been holed by a round-shot, but the shot-hole is now | ||
| CF | well above the waterline. Dusk is falling, and the sun bathes the | ||
| CF | ocean in a glory of pink. Around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating just out of reach, a little way to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. Some way off the larboard bow, | ||
| CF | meanwhile, bobs our stricken oar, well beyond reach. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby stands hard by, picking absently at the frayed cuff of | ||
| CF | his overcoat. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Scattered about the floor of the jolly boat are an empty wooden | ||
| CF | bucket, a coil of cannon fuse, a pocketknife (unfolded), the Captain's | ||
| CF | quizzing-glass and an evil-looking ship's biscuit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Spying the stoppered bottle of rum as it floats past, the Captain | ||
| CF | leans out and fishes it from the sea, a broad grin on his face. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "aaaah" | |
| gadzoks asks, "Push against barrel?" | ||
| DavidW says, "oh, the rum is stoppered. We need to unstopper it, I think." | ||
| Lancelot says, "different sides" | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push barrel with oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUSH BARREL WITH OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I brace the oar against the oak barrel and push, hard. The jolly boat | ||
| CF | drifts judderingly a little way to larboard. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis beyond my reach. All I can do is look. 03. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis beyond my reach. All I can do is look. 03. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh doesnt work" | |
| Lancelot asks, "use other oar?" | ||
| DavidW says, "It should have." | ||
| Lancelot says, "yeah we are closer looks like" | ||
| DavidW says, "That '03' looks like a bug." | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take rum" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE RUM | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I grapple furiously with the Captain until he lets go of the bottle of | ||
| CF | rum. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Give that back," exclaims Captain Booby, "or I'll send ye head-long | ||
| CF | to Hell, and be damned t' ye!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "can we get opar with oar" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "unstopper it" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > UNSTOPPER IT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That's not a verb I recognise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "remove cork" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > REMOVE CORK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I am not wearing the cork. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | gadzoks says, "Maybe the oar can reach the other oar now." | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take cork" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE CORK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I pull the cork from the bottle of rum with my teeth. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "How I misses me hurdy-gurdy," says the Captain, "for there's no | ||
| CF | better instrument for a-playin' a dirge, I tell 'ee." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yeah" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "throw bottle overboard" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > THROW BOTTLE OVERBOARD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | There be no longer any need to throw anything out o' the boat. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "put cork in hole" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT CORK IN HOLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "plug boat with cork" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PLUG BOAT WITH CORK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "okay so we are safe a;lready lol" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis beyond my reach. All I can do is look. 03. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "There were coin enough i' that ol' chest for thee an' me both," | ||
| CF | bemoans the Captain. "But it all has to go, says you, an' that's all | ||
| CF | there is of it." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push barrel with oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUSH BARREL WITH OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The barrel is now far beyond my reach, even with the oar. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "I'd 'o looked a proper gentleman in a nice beaver hat," grumbles the | ||
| CF | Captain. "The devil knows where I'll find another." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Jolly Boat | ||
| CF | This is the jolly boat Puck, all that is left of the | ||
| CF | Queen Mab, the ship of the dread pyrate Booby. The | ||
| CF | Puck has been holed by a round-shot, but the shot-hole is now | ||
| CF | well above the waterline. Dusk is falling, and the sun bathes the | ||
| CF | ocean in a glory of pink. Around the boat, a circle of black fins | ||
| CF | cleave the water... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Floating far out of reach, some distance to starboard, is the heavy | ||
| CF | oak barrel, now half full of water. Just off the larboard bow, | ||
| CF | meanwhile, bobs our stricken oar, just out of reach. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Captain Booby stands hard by, watching me closely. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Scattered about the floor of the jolly boat are an empty wooden | ||
| CF | bucket, a coil of cannon fuse, a pocketknife (unfolded), the Captain's | ||
| CF | quizzing-glass and an evil-looking ship's biscuit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take stricken oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE STRICKEN OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I can see no such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | 'Tis beyond my reach. All I can do is look. 03. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "If I had me pistol now," mutters the Captain, "I'd blow ye clear off | ||
| CF | the sea, so I would, an' there's an end on it!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "take oar with oar" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take oar with oar" | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE OAR WITH OAR | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I lean out as far as I dare, and attempt to recover the drifting oar | ||
| CF | with the other oar. After a few frustrating moments, my efforts are | ||
| CF | rewarded, and I manage to retrieve it. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "What am I to tell dear Sally, now her pearl's lost at sea?" whines | ||
| CF | the Captain. "I can see her pretty features, streaked wi' tears, all | ||
| CF | thanks to ye." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yay" | |
| DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "row" | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > ROW | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the Jolly Boat) | ||
| CF | (first seating myself upon the midship thwart) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I slide the oars into the oar-locks and haul away... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Please press SPACE to continue. | Roger says, "woo" | |
| DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
| CF ] EXCESS WEIGHT: 4lb | ||
| CF | Excerpt from A General History of the Pyrates by Captain Charles | ||
| CF | Johnson: | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Chapter XVII: Of Captain BOOBY And his Crew | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | [From the Appendix in Volume II, Continued] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I rowed night and day, taking nary a break, until at last we reached | ||
| CF | New Providence. All that time, the Captain said nothing. He sat, | ||
| CF | immovable as a walrus, in the stern-sheets, scribbling away on a scrap | ||
| CF | of parchment with the burnt end of a matchstick. What he was writing, | ||
| CF | he would not say. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | At New Providence we beached the boat. I collapsed exhausted upon the | ||
| CF | sand, and fell asleep. When I awoke night had fallen, and the Captain | ||
| CF | had built a fire. He peered at me across the flames, and at last he | ||
| CF | gave voice. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "I thought I could trust 'ee, lad. Thought we was best o' pals. | ||
| CF | Why'd'ye think I took 'ee along o' me, an' not one o' t'others?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Captain, I..." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "A couple more days o' bailin', that's all it'd took, an' we'd been | ||
| CF | rescued. A couple o' days, that's all. That treasure was your'n as | ||
| CF | well as mine. We could ha' lived like kings, lad. We could ha' lived | ||
| CF | like kings..." | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A solitary tear tricked down his nose, and I must confess, that my own | ||
| CF | eyes welled with tears, too. I wanted to tell him that, no, we could | ||
| CF | not have chanced another two days — nor e'en one — for my strength | ||
| CF | e'en then was failing, and our water all was gone. But the anger in | ||
| CF | those dark eyes flamed anew, and he went on... | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Ye've denied me the comforts of me old age, that's what ye've done. | ||
| CF | Left me destitute of all human necessaries! Tossed away all me | ||
| CF | precious amenities and delicate what-nots. Things as I've troubled, | ||
| CF | fought, and aye, murdered for — that's right! I bartered me soul for | ||
| CF | them trinkets, lad, and ye'll pay the price for it, ye will — ye, and | ||
| CF | all thy kinsmen!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Captain then cleared his throat, and taking the scrap of parchment | ||
| CF | in hand, began to sing a shanty: | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | "Ho, haul away, me hearties, haul away, | ||
| CF | An' hark'ee well to what I've got ter say, | ||
| CF | For Peter Petibon and all his kin, | ||
| CF | Be cursed to fail if they dar'st begin! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | This curse be heavy, as heavy as lead, | ||
| CF | An' 'twill foller 'em till they be dead, | ||
| CF | For on any voyage they undertake, | ||
| CF | The weight they carry shall seal their fate! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It might be gold, or cargo of freight, | ||
| CF | A heavy heart, or a burden o' hate, | ||
| CF | It matters not the form it takes, | ||
| CF | The curse will follow, and their journey breaks! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | How will this curse exact its due? | ||
| CF | 'Tis the Boobys' lot to carry it through! | ||
| CF | An' down the generations quench, | ||
| CF | Ol' Rupert Booby's thirst for revenge! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | So heed this warnin', Peter Petibon, | ||
| CF | An' pass it down to yer daughter and son, | ||
| CF | For the curse shall pass to each and ev'ry one, | ||
| CF | A legacy o' doom that cannot be undone! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Ho, haul away, me hearties, haul away, | ||
| CF | And let my curse be heard today, | ||
| CF | For Peter Petibon and all his kin, | ||
| CF | Be cursed to fail if they dar'st begin!" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | With that, he took him to his feet and started away across the sands. | ||
| CF | By the time I reached Nassau he had already taken passage, and I never | ||
| CF | saw him again. In due course I took the King's Pardon and returned to | ||
| CF | London, where I endeavoured to make an honest gentleman of myself. In | ||
| CF | time I found employment as a clerk of the Customs House, where I earn | ||
| CF | a comfortable living to this day. But I have never forgotten those | ||
| CF | haunting words, and on moonless nights when the south wind soughs | ||
| CF | along Thames Street, carrying with it the smells of damp wood, sea | ||
| CF | air, tobacco and spices, I hear them still. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | *** THE END *** | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | In a total of 228 turns, ye have thrown out 106lb o' treasure. There | ||
| CF | be still 4lb to go afore the Puck is safe from sinkin'! | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions | ||
| CF | for AMUSING things to do, QUIT or UNDO the last command? | ||
| CF | > | Jade exclaims, "well done!" | |
| Lancelot says, "ending with a soing lol" | ||
| Lancelot says, "fun game" | ||
| gadzoks exclaims, "We need to get rid of the rum too!" | ||
| Lancelot says, "but some things were kinda hard" | ||
| Lancelot says, "and ends with a curse... sounds like an exit for another game lol" | ||
| gadzoks says, "Concept could always work in another setting." | ||
| gadzoks says, "Like on a spaceship." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "That was fun." | ||
| DavidW says, "This is a prequel to To Hell in a Hamper and a sequel is planned." | ||
| Lancelot says, "except for that 03 thing looks quite nice" | ||
| Jade says, "Very interesant game." | ||
| Lancelot says, "ah Im not surprised ..." | ||
| Lancelot says, "interessant? interesting? :D" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "That poor beaver, though." | ||
| Jade says, "the android corrector is a fake" | ||
| Lancelot says, "yeah we had to sacrifice him... he was worse off than my goat of hell" | ||
| DavidW says, "yeah, beaver's end was sad." | ||
| keltena says, "That beaver did nothing to deserve this." | ||
| Jade says, "this game evokes "Captains Vertedere plunder"" | ||
| DavidW says, "sorry I totally misunderstood the brocade" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "yeah that was also something like trying to get out the treasure before the ship sinks?" | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "A reverse Verdeterre, in a way." | ||
| Lancelot says, "this is more like its inverse lol... trying to get out the treasure otherwise the ship sinks lol" | ||
| Jade says, "trying to retrieve treasures before ship sunks" | ||
| Lancelot says, "yep" | ||
| DavidW says, "Imagine a Verdeterre octopus grabbing all the stuff that sinks." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Now i'm imagining a rat-copus." | ||
| Knight_Otu says, "Octopus with a rat head." | ||
| keltena goes home. | Jade says, "A good choice to play online in IFMud" | |
| Jade says, "There are only 16 games left" | ||
| Lancelot asks, "only 16???" | ||
| DavidW says, "Thanks everyone for playing and helping and watching etc." | ||
| Lancelot says, "oh you mean only 16 we can play here" | ||
| Jade says, "20- 3 tested- this one" | ||
| Knight_Otu exclaims, "Thanks for driving!" | ||
| DavidW says, "you're welcome" | ||
| gadzoks says, "Think there were more games tested here." | ||
| Lancelot says, "yep thanks for driving this was a fun session" | ||
| Jade says, "yes, thanks for driving" | ||
| DavidW says, "I'm glad we won. I was worried for a bit there." | ||
| Jade says, "I'm gonna dine" | ||
| DavidW says, "oo, food would be nice." | ||
| Jade says, "I'm gone to dine. See you next week, have fun, stay safe." | ||
| DavidW says, "I'm heading to the lounge now. Thanks again, all, and see you next week!" | ||
| gadzoks exclaims, "Thanks for driving!" | ||
| gadzoks says, "4 games tested here." | ||
| Jade exclaims, "Only 15 games left!" | ||
| Knight_Otu exclaims, "Good night, everyone!" | ||
| Jade says, "Goodnight" | ||
| gadzoks exclaims, "(K)night!" | ||
