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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*** SESSION 1 *** | DavidW says, "I was about to suggest that we start The Little Match Girl 4 today." | |
Cerfeuil says, "Oh, that sounds fun." | ||
DavidW says, "by Ryan Veeder, from the recent IF Comp that is currently going." | ||
DavidW says, "It should be fun. Might be a bit sad, if it's anything like the source story." | ||
keltena says, "LMG4 is good." | ||
Cerfeuil says, "I've gotten partway through The Little Match Girl 3 but had to do other stuff cause I was interrupted. Parser RPG is a great concept though." | ||
DavidW says, "I haven't played any of the other Match Girls yet. I hope I don't need the backstory." | ||
keltena says, "(I played it with zero knowledge of the other three, and tbh I was kind of surprised to find out they actually existed; it read to me like it was made to be experienced context-free)" | ||
DavidW says, "oh good." | ||
Jade says, "I have played only the first title and was very short" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "load sleepmask littlematchgirl4" | ||
CF ] | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Type RESTORE to resume a saved game, or START to begin a new game. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | If it's been a while since you played the previous Little Match | ||
CF | Girl games, type RECAP. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "recap" | ||
CF ] | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > RECAP | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (On New Year's Eve, 1845, a nameless little girl was forced by her | ||
CF | cruel father to sell matches in the icy streets of Copenhagen. On the | ||
CF | verge of freezing to death, the girl manifested an ability to | ||
CF | travel through time and space whenever she looked at fire. | ||
CF | The discovery led to her adoption that very night by the renowned | ||
CF | philanthropist Ebenezer Scrooge, who christened his new daughter | ||
CF | Ebenezabeth. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | In the years since, Ebenezabeth has endeavored to use her powers for | ||
CF | good. Although she abhors violence, the reputation she has earned | ||
CF | across the centuries is that of a time-traveling bounty hunter | ||
CF | and vampire slayer. The mistakes she has made and the lives she has | ||
CF | taken in the pursuit of justice weigh heavily on her conscience. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It is now December of 1848. Our hero is nineteen years old. Her latest | ||
CF | client is none other than Her Majesty, Queen Victoria. What | ||
CF | exactly does the Crown require of Ebenezabeth Scrooge? Is the Little | ||
CF | Match Girl up to the task? We soon shall see.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | keltena says, "It does play around with the background color a lot (and to a lesser extent, with music), but that's more an enhancement than a requirement I think" | |
gadzoks says, "I played one of the Enigmarch ones first, and it worked fine as a stand-alone title." | ||
Cerfeuil says, "Yooo vampire hunter Little Match Girl. Epic." | ||
DavidW says, "goodness. What a premise." | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I beg your pardon? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look" | ||
CF ] | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LOOK | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
CF ] | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > I | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You'll have to start the game first. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Think you need to "start"." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "start" | ||
CF ] | ||
CF | Ah, leave me not to pine | ||
CF | Alone and desolate; | ||
CF | No fate seemed fair as mine, | ||
CF | No happiness so great! | ||
CF | And Nature, day by day, | ||
CF | Has sung in accents clear | ||
CF | This joyous roundelay: | ||
CF | "He loves thee - he is here. | ||
CF | Fa-la, la-la, Fa-la, la-la." | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | Fa-la, la-la, Fa-la, la-la." Ah, must I leave thee here | ||
CF | In endless night to dream, | ||
CF | Where joy is dark and drear, | ||
CF | And Sorrow all supreme - | ||
CF | Where Nature, day by day, | ||
CF | Will sing, in altered tone, | ||
CF | This weary roundelay: | ||
CF | "He loves thee - he is gone. | ||
CF | Fa-la, la-la, Fa-la, la-la." | DavidW says, "This fancy stuff isn't rendering great in ASCII." | |
Lancelot says, "I guess those question marks are placeholders" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | Fa-la, la-la, Fa-la, la-la." Hans Christian Andersen | ||
CF | in association with Inform 7 version 10.1.2 / D and Vorple | ||
CF | version | ||
CF | 4.0.1 | ||
CF | and Ryan Veeder | ||
CF | presents | ||
CF | The Little Match Girl 4 | ||
CF | Crown of Pearls | keltena says, "I think it's just spacing, yeah" | |
DavidW asks, "'Crown of Pearls', eh?" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Beach | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Beach | ||
CF | Cold rain pelts your cheeks and tangles your flaxen curls. The sand | ||
CF | underfoot is coarse and dirty. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The cove is hemmed in by tall, jagged rocks, obscuring your view of | ||
CF | the sea. To the north, a crooked path leads inland. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | keltena says, "This displays one line at a time, with BGM, in the web version I played" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x me" | ||
CF ] Beach | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X ME | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You carry a revolver. Your flaxen curls hang loosely around your | ||
CF | shoulders. Your name is Ebenezabeth Scrooge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "ooh armed and ready" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
CF ] Beach | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > I | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You are carrying: | ||
CF | a charcoal sketch | ||
CF | your revolver | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x sketch" | ||
CF ] Beach | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SKETCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A drawing of a lighthouse, smudged somewhat by rain. Below is a note | ||
CF | in pencil: M. has no desire to avoid a war. Be careful. You | ||
CF | are led to understand that this lighthouse is where you need to go. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x gun" | ||
CF ] Beach | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X GUN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On one side of your revolver are engraved the words "For My Friend, | ||
CF | Ebenezabeth - Samuel Colt." On the other a gold rose is inlaid, next | ||
CF | to the inscription "Pius PP IX." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "good grief" | |
Cerfeuil says, "(I'd crack a joke here about giving a gun to your kid to keep them safe.)" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Cave Mouth | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Cave Mouth | ||
CF | Cliffs of red stone hang overhead, at the wrong angle to protect you | ||
CF | from the rain. In the rock face to the east is a narrow cleft, deep | ||
CF | and dark. A painted sign and covered lantern are mounted over the cave | ||
CF | entrance. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The sandy path leads south and west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Roger says, "violence will be the answer to this one" | |
keltena says, "Aw, but the recap said we abhor violence :(" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x sign" | ||
CF ] Cave Mouth | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SIGN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The letters are ornately scribed, and difficult to make out. They | ||
CF | read: "BEWARE! Beachgoers are advised that they approach the lair of | ||
CF | PIRATES, and that by venturing further Trespass on this shadowy | ||
CF | Enclave they court REMORSELESS EXECUTION." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You may never have noticed the cave if it weren't for this sign, and | ||
CF | the light of the nearby lantern. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Cerfeuil exclaims, "Oh no, not the REMORSELESS EXECUTION!" | |
Cerfeuil says, "In all caps, too." | ||
DavidW asks, "um, but we're headed to the lighthouse first, yes?" | ||
Lancelot says, "can we take that lantern" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take lantern" | ||
CF ] Cave Mouth | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE LANTERN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can't do much more than look from down here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x lantern" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X LANTERN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A candle flickers in a rough iron cage. The wind and rain should have | ||
CF | snuffed it out, but it's gone on burning, waiting for you. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You focus on the fire, and it carries you to... | DavidW says, "ooops" | |
Lancelot says, "oh right look into fire" | ||
DavidW says, "I didn't want to look at fire yet." | ||
keltena says, "(I think you might need to press space? I'm trying to remember if I did)" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | You focus on the fire, and it carries you to... | ||
CF | Pilcrow, Arizona - 1922 | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Train Station | ||
CF | The station consists of a single platform with a single bench. The | ||
CF | tracks go east and west across the dusty plain, and the town's main | ||
CF | drag seems to be north from here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Someone's set up a tent and a cookfire next to the platform. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot asks, "can undo?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
CF ] Cave Mouth | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > UNDO | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Cave Mouth | ||
CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Cerfeuil says, "You might just be able to look at the fire again." | |
Cerfeuil says, "Or that. That works." | ||
DavidW says, "yeah" | ||
DavidW says, "I'm all nervous suddenly." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Muddy Trail | ||
CF | A stone marker stands at the crossroads. To the west is a sleepy | ||
CF | village; to the east and south, the trail turns into sand, winding | ||
CF | between treacherous rocks. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Cerfeuil says, "I think the game should be pretty chill. I died in LMG3 and it just took me to... the nearest fire, I think? Or the one I last used." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x marker" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X MARKER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The marker was cut into a square pillar with a rounded top; any other | ||
CF | detail has been worn away. A snail is creeping up one side. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x snail" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SNAIL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The creature is slowly carrying its shell to the top of the stone. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | keltena says, "Yeah, you can pretty much wander aimlessly back and forth forever if you want (or, you know, didn't think to make a map)" | |
DavidW says, "I can't imagine any reason to take the snail." | ||
Jade says, "I am mapping, of course" | ||
gadzoks asks, "Talk to the snail?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "ask snail about shell" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > ASK SNAIL ABOUT SHELL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (Use TALK TO to interact with characters.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to snail" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO SNAIL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You don't speak any language the snail would understand. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Guess it hasn't been transformed." | |
DavidW says, "Just checking, game. I might've learned snail language from Doctor Who or something." | ||
Lancelot asks, "is there something on top?" | ||
Jade says, "you don't speak snailish" | ||
DavidW asks (of gadzoks), "You think it's a prince? Should I kiss it?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x top" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TOP | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah well" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "read marker" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > READ MARKER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The marker was cut into a square pillar with a rounded top; any other | ||
CF | detail has been worn away. A snail is creeping up one side. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "kiss snail" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > KISS SNAIL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | This is not the time. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol" | |
Jade says, "lol" | ||
gadzoks says, "Suggests there might be a time." | ||
keltena says, "All things in their time." | ||
Jade says, "eat it" | ||
DavidW says, "uh-huh. Must be proper." | ||
gadzoks says, "Here I thought Cerfeuil would suggest the eating." | ||
DavidW says (to Jade), "I have no garlic butter!" | ||
gadzoks says, "We need to serenade the snail first." | ||
Cerfeuil asks, "Who knows, maybe snails and chervil go well together?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "eat snail" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > EAT SNAIL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That isn't edible. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "climb on snail, take a ride" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "climb snail" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > CLIMB SNAIL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Little is to be achieved by that. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Cerfeuil says, "Not edible? The French would disagree." | |
DavidW says, "I think we should ignore the snail until... later." | ||
Jade says, "take it, just in case" | ||
DavidW says, "hm. 'eat' didn't auto-take." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take snail" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE SNAIL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I don't suppose the snail would care for that. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade exclaims, "I want a pet friend!" | |
DavidW asks, "honestly, can we leave the snail for now?" | ||
Jade asks, "is there an exit south?" | ||
DavidW says, "I think so, yes." | ||
DavidW says, "I'd like to go south." | ||
gadzoks exclaims, "Any seasoned adventurer knows to try out every command on every object encountered!" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Shipwreck | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Shipwreck | ||
CF | A great wooden ship lies in pieces across the beach. Looking out | ||
CF | toward the ocean, you see planks caught on rocks and sandbars. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | And even farther out is a lighthouse, its beam sweeping over the | ||
CF | beach, the sea, the stormy sky. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x ship" | ||
CF ] Shipwreck | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SHIP | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A few parts of the ship reached the beach more or less intact: You can | ||
CF | make out certain lines, certain curves. Most of it is broken beyond | ||
CF | recognition, though. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "enter ship" | ||
CF ] Shipwreck | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > ENTER SHIP | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The shattered hull, the decks, the bulkheads are all around you. If | ||
CF | the ship still has any "inside," you are in it. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search ship" | ||
CF ] Shipwreck | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH SHIP | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You crane your neck, and see nothing worth further investigation | ||
CF | (taking into account how dangerous such an investigation would be). | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Does every IFComp have a theme?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x lighthouse" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X LIGHTHOUSE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The beam has just passed. You'll have to wait. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Here it comes. You look up into the lighthouse's flaring beam, and it | ||
CF | whisks you out of this world... | DavidW says, "no IFComp has any theme" | |
keltena says, "At least, not an official one" | ||
gadzoks says, "People already commented on all the games about or featuring ships in some way, so I thought they might." | ||
DavidW asks, "waaait, the lighthouse light is *also* a fire?" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | whisks you out of this world... | ||
CF | The Fairy Realm | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Nursery | ||
CF | A grassy hilltop, emerging from bluish mist. A lanthorn hangs over the | ||
CF | cradle where the prince sleeps soundly, attended by a midwife and a | ||
CF | lady-in-waiting. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The older fairy greets you with a cold smile. "The orphan wench | ||
CF | arrives, with crimsoned eyne, and arquebus in hand, as fits a maid. | ||
CF | How goes your errand, little mortal girl? Has wanton chase uncovered | ||
CF | any pearl?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I'm making progress," you tell her, and the corners of her mouth | ||
CF | twitch. "Good evening to you, Lady Mab, and to you too, Iota. It is | ||
CF | very nice to see you again." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The younger fairy gives you a friendlier smile, but says nothing. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
CF ] Shipwreck | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > UNDO | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Shipwreck | ||
CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "That's crazy." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Shipwreck | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The only way to go would be north. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "that is a rather curious superpower" | |
DavidW asks, "Should be visit the village or jump to the Nursery in Fairyland?" | ||
Lancelot says, "that convo suggests we are supposed to find pearls...." | ||
Jade says, "I prefer mapping this area first" | ||
Lancelot says, "did I miss something in the intro? only the title suggests something about pearls" | ||
gadzoks says, "Staring into a lighthouse beam sounds painful." | ||
Cerfeuil says, "Maybe we could wander around the beach area until we've seen everything? Haven't tracked which places we haven't been to yet, in the beach." | ||
DavidW says (to Jade), "That would be my preference, yes." | ||
DavidW says (to Lancelot), "if there was more, I also missed it." | ||
Lancelot says, "we can still go n and w to village" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Muddy Trail | ||
CF | A stone marker stands at the crossroads. To the west is a sleepy | ||
CF | village; to the east and south, the trail turns into sand, winding | ||
CF | between treacherous rocks. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Town Square | ||
CF | The road from the east opens up here, in the middle of the village. | ||
CF | The town is quiet; the streetlamps are unlit. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The doorway to one home hangs open to the weather, on the north side | ||
CF | of the square. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "mmm a square without exits" | |
DavidW says, "goodness, imagine if every streetlight teleported you. Hell, the sun and stars are fires too." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x home" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X HOME | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The house is dark, but not uninhabited. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x streetlamps" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X STREETLAMPS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The lamps ought to be lit, at this hour, for the villagers' safety. | ||
CF | And you might need them more than anyone... | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | House | ||
CF | It's cold in here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A portrait of the Queen hangs by the window. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A sleeping man is sprawled out on the couch. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the floor beneath him is a lamplighter's pole. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Staring at the sun? This game clearly needs a 'Don't try this at home, kids!' warning." | |
Jade says, "creepy" | ||
Lancelot says, "adh the pole we can use to light lamps..." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x portrait" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PORTRAIT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Her Majesty has aged considerably since you last saw her. Can this be | ||
CF | the same woman? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Yes. Those penetrating blue eyes could only be hers. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x man" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X MAN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The man has messy orange hair, and a scraggly orange beard. He is a | ||
CF | tall man, too. (Some have greatness thrust upon them.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x couch" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X COUCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | With a couch like this in the home, a proper bed is no necessity. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x pole" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X POLE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A long pole for lighting lamps—too long to stand up on its end, when | ||
CF | the ceiling is this low. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "move portrait" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > MOVE PORTRAIT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It is fixed in place. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look behind it" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LOOK BEHIND IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "to reach the lantern" | |
DavidW says, "oh, that too, I suppose." | ||
DavidW says, "do we just steal the pole? We could wake this guy instead." | ||
DavidW clears the save counter. | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "SAVE" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cf1" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SAVE | ||
CF | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > SAVEOk. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "wake man" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > WAKE MAN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You nudge the man gently. Nothing happens. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | You nudge the man gently. Nothing happens.So you shake him harder, and | ||
CF | he stirs: "Eh? Eh? Who's there?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to man" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO MAN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Are you the lamplighter, sir?" you ask. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Ostensibly," he says, smacking his dry lips. "And you are the | ||
CF | little-girl-who-wakes-the-lamplighter, I suppose?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Certainly," you tell him. "If I may ask, why are the lamps not lit | ||
CF | tonight?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Because all we citizens of Penzance guard our lives too jealously to | ||
CF | be caught outside our houses! There are pirates on the prowl, miss. | ||
CF | Men of ferocious character, not to be trifled with." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Was it their ship that I saw wrecked on the shore nearby?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Indeed! The pirates are confined to dry land, and all the more to be | ||
CF | dreaded, as their opportunities for plunder are limited to nearby | ||
CF | villages." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You look into his eyes: "But surely there is greater danger in the | ||
CF | village left unilluminated—if the man forced by circumstance to leave | ||
CF | his home must walk through dark streets, not knowing if pirates or | ||
CF | worse are lurking before him or behind. Is it not your duty, sir, to | ||
CF | light the lamps? Your duty to your place of residence? Your duty to | ||
CF | your country?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | He glances toward the window. He breathes through his teeth. "I find | ||
CF | myself convinced," he says at last. "Where is my lamplighter's pole?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Right here, sir," you say. You raise it to his hands, and he marches | ||
CF | outside, leaving the couch unoccupied. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "looks like we did the right thing" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search couch" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH COUCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There is nothing on the couch. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "If we were a dog, we should jump on the couch immediately." | |
Lancelot asks, "can we look under things?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look under couch" | ||
CF ] House | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LOOK UNDER COUCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "just checking" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Town Square | ||
CF | The road from the east opens up here, in the middle of the village. | ||
CF | The town is quiet; the streetlamps are unlit. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The doorway to one home hangs open to the weather, on the north side | ||
CF | of the square. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Apparently the rain has shocked the lamplighter into full wakefulness. | ||
CF | He is rushing from post to post, lighting the next lamp before the | ||
CF | last has come into its full flower. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | And now the street is filled with warm light, and the man is giving | ||
CF | you a final nod as he carries his pole back into his house. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "bye, bye, pole" | |
DavidW says, "I dunno. He could sleep again." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can go north and east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot asks, "there was also some narrow space east of the cave?" | |
DavidW says, "It looks like our progress is now to either look at one of three lights or steal the pole." | ||
DavidW says (to Lancelot), "yes, towards pirates." | ||
Jade says (to Lancelot), "A cleft" | ||
gadzoks asks, "Why not both?" | ||
Lancelot says, "oh ok" | ||
DavidW asks, "I don't think we're quite ready for pirates?" | ||
gadzoks says, "Pfft. We have a revolver. Wait, they probably do as well." | ||
Cerfeuil says, "Good point, they're probably a boss battle or something." | ||
DavidW says, "They might even have the crown we're looking for." | ||
gadzoks asks, "Should we go see the fairies?" | ||
DavidW says, "sure" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Muddy Trail | ||
CF | A stone marker stands at the crossroads. To the west is a sleepy | ||
CF | village; to the east and south, the trail turns into sand, winding | ||
CF | between treacherous rocks. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Shipwreck | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Shipwreck | ||
CF | A great wooden ship lies in pieces across the beach. Looking out | ||
CF | toward the ocean, you see planks caught on rocks and sandbars. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | And even farther out is a lighthouse, its beam sweeping over the | ||
CF | beach, the sea, the stormy sky. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The trail leads north. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "and we probably need to collect a bunch of pearls lol" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x lighthouse" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X LIGHTHOUSE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The beam has just passed. You'll have to wait. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Here it comes. You look up into the lighthouse's flaring beam, and it | ||
CF | whisks you out of this world... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | whisks you out of this world... | ||
CF | The Fairy Realm | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Nursery | ||
CF | A grassy hilltop, emerging from bluish mist. A lanthorn hangs over the | ||
CF | cradle where the prince sleeps soundly, attended by a midwife and a | ||
CF | lady-in-waiting. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The older fairy greets you with a cold smile. "The orphan wench | ||
CF | arrives, with crimsoned eyne, and arquebus in hand, as fits a maid. | ||
CF | How goes your errand, little mortal girl? Has wanton chase uncovered | ||
CF | any pearl?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I'm making progress," you tell her, and the corners of her mouth | ||
CF | twitch. "Good evening to you, Lady Mab, and to you too, Iota. It is | ||
CF | very nice to see you again." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The younger fairy gives you a friendlier smile, but says nothing. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x prince" | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PRINCE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The heir to the fairy throne is only half-asleep. He stirs as you lean | ||
CF | over him, opens an eye to inspect his visitor. Then he closes it | ||
CF | again. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x iota" | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X IOTA | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Iota wears violets in her hair, a chain of daisies around her neck. | ||
CF | You get the sense that not much conversation has passed between her | ||
CF | and Mab since you were here last. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to iota" | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO IOTA | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Iota is clearly relieved to see you. "Where have you been traveling | ||
CF | this evening, Ebenezabeth?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I was just in Cornwall," you tell her. "On the beach." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Oh! It sounds beautiful." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Rainy," you tell her. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Ah." She nods. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x mab" | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X MAB | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mab's hair is white; her eyes are slate-gray: Though she wears a | ||
CF | glamor of youth and loveliness, she finds ways to remind you of her | ||
CF | age. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to mab" | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO MAB | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mab leans over the crib, jutting her chin out at you. "Titania | ||
CF | approves an earth-born waif to gather for her scion margarites, just | ||
CF | as the duke lets loose a truffling swine to rake the loam with hoof | ||
CF | and pointed snout, and bids the sow not swallow that she finds. At | ||
CF | moonrise will the Fairy Queen arrive, and count what pearls the little | ||
CF | girl presents—yet in this cradle I can count no pearls, or else can | ||
CF | count them without drawing breath. When will you bring them, | ||
CF | Ebenezabeth?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You meet her gaze. "Before moonrise." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW asks, "oh. So we're gathering pearls for Titania?" | |
Lancelot says, "sounda like... she's the queen of the fairies, right? does Oberon also show up ..." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x cradle" | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CRADLE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The prince lies sleeping in his cradle. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "exits" | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > EXITS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That's not a verb I recognize. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Nursery | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It would be smarter to stay up here, where you can see what's going | ||
CF | on. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Cerfeuil says, "These fairies have lovely dialogue. I'm a fan." | |
Jade says, "crown, pearls..." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x lanthorn" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X LANTHORN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The fire in the lanthorn is fretful and indistinct. But it knows what | ||
CF | you need, where you need to be... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Shipwreck | ||
CF | you need, where you need to be... | ||
CF | Penzance - 1876 | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Shipwreck | ||
CF | A great wooden ship lies in pieces across the beach. Looking out | ||
CF | toward the ocean, you see planks caught on rocks and sandbars. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | And even farther out is a lighthouse, its beam sweeping over the | ||
CF | beach, the sea, the stormy sky. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The trail leads north. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I guess we don't do much there." | |
Jade says, "we are learning the Lore" | ||
DavidW asks, "I guess, try the village lights next?" | ||
Lancelot says, "yeah" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Muddy Trail | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Muddy Trail | ||
CF | A stone marker stands at the crossroads. To the west is a sleepy | ||
CF | village; to the east and south, the trail turns into sand, winding | ||
CF | between treacherous rocks. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Town Square | ||
CF | The road from the east opens up here, in the middle of the village. | ||
CF | The streetlamps are burning, but the town is still quiet. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The doorway to one home hangs open to the weather, on the north side | ||
CF | of the square. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x light" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X LIGHT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x lamps" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X LAMPS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You look up into one of the lamps. Its flame flickers in time with her | ||
CF | sisters; all the fires spin around you and carry you away... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] River of Lava | ||
CF | sisters; all the fires spin around you and carry you away... | ||
CF | Montana - 67,000,000 BC | ||
CF | | ||
CF | River of Lava | ||
CF | The lava flow turns sharply here, so there's nowhere to go but north | ||
CF | or west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the far side of the river, a tree has caught fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "golly golly gosh" | |
Cerfeuil says, "Seems like we're no longer in Kansas." | ||
Lancelot says, "quite a fiery place indeed" | ||
Lancelot says, "and time travel too" | ||
Jade says, "the tree in fire is our way back" | ||
DavidW says, "yes, I think that's clear." | ||
DavidW asks, "North or west? Does it matter?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lava Tube | ||
CF | A trail running north to south passes through a tunnel of solidified | ||
CF | lava, where jagged spires rise from the floor and cavities like huge | ||
CF | bubbles fill the walls. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Outside one such bubble stands a ravenous Dakotaraptor, snapping and | ||
CF | hissing at a Repton trapped inside. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "coin up" | |
gadzoks says, "Someone calculated how close you can get to lava." | ||
DavidW says, "I feel ill-equipped to deal with a raptor." | ||
Jade says, "this seems Jurassic Park" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x raptor" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X RAPTOR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A creature like a monstrous bird, with massive claws on its hands and | ||
CF | feet, and a long tongue slavering over its dozens of pointed teeth. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It sees you coming, and hisses furiously. It instinctively views you | ||
CF | as competition, not as prey. It wants to eat the Repton before you do. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah so no direct threat" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x repton" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X REPTON | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can't see much of the Repton through the narrow opening of his | ||
CF | hiding place, or around the Dakotaraptor that's trying to eat him. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x spires" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SPIRES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The spikes aren't like stalagmites—They erupt at strange angles; | ||
CF | their | ||
CF | edges are razor-sharp. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "come here birdie, birdie" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take spike" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE SPIKE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (That's not for you to carry around.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bubbles" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BUBBLES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Pockets of gas (or something) made the lava harden into various | ||
CF | compartments along the main tunnel. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mountainside | ||
CF | The slope of a volcano rises to the north, and lava oozes over the | ||
CF | landscape like an encroaching tide. There's a clear path along one | ||
CF | lava flow to the east, and to the south the ground is mostly solid. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | To the west is a field of dry grass, being consumed before your eyes | ||
CF | by a widening ribbon of fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "another fire" | |
DavidW says, "yeah, there could be several fires here, each leading to another pearl." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can go south and east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "e, w" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x volcano" | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X VOLCANO | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The mountain is filling the cloudy sky with smoke, covering the land | ||
CF | with rivers of lava. It isn't slowing down. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Pool of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Pool of Lava | ||
CF | Lava from the west is collecting here, in a slowly widening pond of | ||
CF | liquid rock. At its edge, a bush has caught fire. There's enough | ||
CF | exposed stone next to the flowing lava for you to follow it to its | ||
CF | source. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A reptile with a long, skinny snout is resting a safe distance from | ||
CF | the lava, staring at you disinterestedly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x reptile" | ||
CF ] Pool of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X REPTILE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It's some sort of crocodile, with a comically elongated face. It | ||
CF | doesn't have a very comical disposition, though. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "bush, tree" | |
Lancelot says, "and the field" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take reptile" | ||
CF ] Pool of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE REPTILE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I don't suppose the Champsosaurus would care for that. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "2 exits more to go" | |
DavidW asks, "where have we not gone?" | ||
Lancelot says, "west of tree" | ||
Jade says, "y" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Pool of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The only way to go would be west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "I think there was a west exit there" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mountainside | ||
CF | The slope of a volcano rises to the north, and lava oozes over the | ||
CF | landscape like an encroaching tide. There's a clear path along one | ||
CF | lava flow to the east, and to the south the ground is mostly solid. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | To the west is a field of dry grass, being consumed before your eyes | ||
CF | by a widening ribbon of fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lava Tube | ||
CF | A trail running north to south passes through a tunnel of solidified | ||
CF | lava, where jagged spires rise from the floor and cavities like huge | ||
CF | bubbles fill the walls. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Outside one such bubble stands a ravenous Dakotaraptor, snapping and | ||
CF | hissing at a Repton trapped inside. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] River of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | River of Lava | ||
CF | The lava flow turns sharply here, so there's nowhere to go but north | ||
CF | or west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the far side of the river, a tree has caught fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Forest | ||
CF | Cedars and cycads tower over you, hemmed in by giant ferns and | ||
CF | nameless flowers. The air is damp, and heavy with strange scents. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | An Ankylosaur is eyeing you suspiciously. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There's a path of sorts here, coming from the east. It should continue | ||
CF | south, but there's a wall of brambles in the way. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "and w from mountain" | |
Lancelot says, "ah a blockade" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x brambles" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BRAMBLES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A tall, thorny bush has grown across the path. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x ankylosaur" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X ANKYLOSAUR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The creature's small eyes and stubby face lend it a perpetually | ||
CF | flummoxed expression. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x ferns" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FERNS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The ferns are like curtains, shrouding any spot in the forest from | ||
CF | outside eyes, until an ankylosaur comes along and munches them up. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "climb tree" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > CLIMB TREE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Not very climbable. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "this is a clue" | |
Lancelot says, "yeah cant that dinosaur much up some stuff" | ||
DavidW asks, "That the anky can eat something?" | ||
DavidW says, "Shame I don't have a fish or carrot or t-bone steak." | ||
Lancelot asks, "what happens if we wait here?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Time passes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Time passes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW asks, "not much?" | |
gadzoks says, "Considering the other games, we probably need to bring something here from somewhere else." | ||
Lancelot says, "ok not hungry" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "pet ankylosaur" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > PET ANKYLOSAUR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That wouldn't be very safe. It's not a tame Ankylosaur. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
keltena goes home. | Jade says, "the war will start" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "ride it" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > RIDE IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It's not a tame Ankylosaur. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "yeah something to pass that barrier or get that anky to do something" | |
gadzoks asks, "Tame it?" | ||
gadzoks says, "Can't be too hard." | ||
Jade says, "shoot" | ||
Lancelot says, "such aggression :D" | ||
DavidW says, "no, not shooting it." | ||
gadzoks says, "A weekend's worth of work, tops." | ||
DavidW asks, "was there a way west from the mountainside?" | ||
Jade says, "y" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can go south and east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "That was the field, wasn't it?" | |
Lancelot says, "I thought not but it wont hurt tocheck" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] River of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | River of Lava | ||
CF | The lava flow turns sharply here, so there's nowhere to go but north | ||
CF | or west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the far side of the river, a tree has caught fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "west was field" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lava Tube | ||
CF | A trail running north to south passes through a tunnel of solidified | ||
CF | lava, where jagged spires rise from the floor and cavities like huge | ||
CF | bubbles fill the walls. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Outside one such bubble stands a ravenous Dakotaraptor, snapping and | ||
CF | hissing at a Repton trapped inside. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mountainside | ||
CF | The slope of a volcano rises to the north, and lava oozes over the | ||
CF | landscape like an encroaching tide. There's a clear path along one | ||
CF | lava flow to the east, and to the south the ground is mostly solid. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | To the west is a field of dry grass, being consumed before your eyes | ||
CF | by a widening ribbon of fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You don't want to go up there. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "nop" | |
DavidW asks, "We can look at this fire, I suppose?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x fire" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FIRE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The field is vanishing—but only temporarily. Seeds carried on the | ||
CF | smoke will fly far away, and grow into new fields. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The fire is carrying you away, too. Far away... | gadzoks exclaims, "Should be our choice if we want to, game!" | |
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | The fire is carrying you away, too. Far away... | ||
CF | The Austrian Alps - 1999 | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lounge | ||
CF | Mahogany panels line the walls; a lush purple carpet is beneath your | ||
CF | feet. Several overstuffed couches are ready to receive any weary | ||
CF | travelers who happen to pass through. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The door to the west is half-open. In the passage to the south, a | ||
CF | stone staircase descends to some lower level. A lively fire is burning | ||
CF | in the hearth. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Ah, LUSH carpets. Might just be some pearls nearby." | |
Lancelot says, "; carpet couches panels" | ||
DavidW asks, "Is this a hunting lodge?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x carpet" | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CARPET | ||
CF | | ||
CF | This sort of extravagance seems unconscionable, until you're standing | ||
CF | on it. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x couches" | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X COUCHES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The couches all look equally inviting. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x panels" | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PANELS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The wood makes the room seem darker than it really is. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A window in the east wall looks out on a sky full of stars. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot asks, "look under carpet?" | |
DavidW says, "damn. stars." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x stars" | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X STARS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The milky way is shimmering in a hundred colors. The landscape below | ||
CF | is dark. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "whew" | |
gadzoks says, "Aww." | ||
Lancelot says, "ah no time travel" | ||
gadzoks says, "I wanted to go into outer space." | ||
DavidW says, "maybe we have to pick just one star." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "listen" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LISTEN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You strain your ears | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | You strain your ears just as a voice booms from beyond the west door: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Greetings, brethren! Your patience is appreciated. Let us begin." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You step back. It's the voice of Atë. | gadzoks asks, "At?" | |
Jade says, "we travel looking through the fire" | ||
DavidW asks, "who?" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | You step back. It's the voice of Atë."It gives me great pleasure to | ||
CF | inform you that the Hunter, Ebenezabeth Scrooge, has been apprehended. | ||
CF | We have her in suspended animation upstairs." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A gaggle of voices rises, in murmurs and exclamations | Lancelot exclaims, "ooohh time travel!" | |
Lancelot asks, "we rescue ourselves?" | ||
DavidW says, "it seems so, yes." | ||
gadzoks exclaims, "Joke's on them, we're right in front of their noses!" | ||
Lancelot says, "this is cool" | ||
Jade says, "Listen AT... lol" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | A gaggle of voices rises, in murmurs and exclamations—then goes | ||
CF | suddenly silent. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "This presents something of a puzzle." You can imagine the fiendish | ||
CF | smile spreading across Atë's face. "Poseidon has vowed that he will | ||
CF | wreak immortal vengeance on us if we harm his champion. It would seem, | ||
CF | then, that simply snapping the little girl's neck is off the table. | ||
CF | What can be done? How can the vampire community best exploit this | ||
CF | golden opportunity?" | gadzoks asks, "But wait! Doesn't time travelling conventions say you should never meet yourself?" | |
gadzoks says, "don't say, rather" | ||
gadzoks says, "Maybe it's fine if we're suspended." | ||
Lancelot says, "yeah bad things would happen... Time Cop comes to mind lol" | ||
DavidW says, "It depends on the time travel rules, really." | ||
Lancelot says, "yeah" | ||
DavidW says, "I've read stories where someone romances themselves." | ||
Lancelot says, "I remember a nice short novel by Poul Anderson about ppl patrolling time" | ||
gadzoks says, "Iunno, that sounds self-indulgent." | ||
DavidW says (to gadzoks), "you have no idea." | ||
Lancelot says, "so can we check ourselves" | ||
DavidW says, "we're still in the cutscene" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | golden opportunity?"Silence. | Lancelot says, "oh" | |
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | golden opportunity?"Silence."To be clear," you hear her say, "I am | ||
CF | opening the floor to suggestions." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The room breaks into hurried and unintelligible murmuring. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "so At is an enemy (and presumably a vampire we are supposed to know)" | |
gadzoks asks (of Lancelot), "The Time Patrol series?" | ||
DavidW asks, "So, those are vampires to the west. Our other self is upstairs. But the only other way from here is down?" | ||
gadzoks says, "I haven't read that, just some of his short stories, I think." | ||
Lancelot says, "yes that one I thought it was kinda cool" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Dungeon | ||
CF | Cells with rusty iron bars line the narrow hallway. The air is clammy, | ||
CF | and dark puddles have formed in the corners. Mounted on the wall is an | ||
CF | interpretive placard. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The hall continues west. North of you is the bottom of a flight of | ||
CF | stairs. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x placard" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PLACARD | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "The dungeon is merely decorative," the placard explains. "No torture | ||
CF | or pagan rituals have ever taken place at Schloss Tuxenstein." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Suspiciously specific denial if I ever saw one." | |
DavidW says, "piffle. No dungeon goes unsullied by *someone*." | ||
Lancelot says, "yeah the bars are probably decorative as well, and just scenery :D" | ||
gadzoks says, "Maybe they just use it for LARPing." | ||
DavidW says, "Sexy LARPing." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bars" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BARS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The cells are unfurnished. There aren't even cots for prisoners to | ||
CF | rest on. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Those holes in the walls probably had shackles screwed into them at | ||
CF | some point. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x holes" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X HOLES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You're only guessing, of course. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | End of the Hallway | ||
CF | Spiderwebs fill the corners of this narrow corridor. There seems to be | ||
CF | nowhere to go except east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It's hard not to notice some disturbed dust near the south wall, | ||
CF | though. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Because it makes us sneeze?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x dust" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X DUST | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There are footprints in the dust next to the south wall. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x south wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SOUTH WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The south wall is entirely unassuming, except there are footprints in | ||
CF | the dust right below it. People have been standing in front of that | ||
CF | wall. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah hidden door" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push it" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > PUSH IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It is fixed in place. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search it" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "stand in front of it" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > STAND IN FRONT OF IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I only understood you as far as wanting to stand. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can't go that way. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x footprints" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FOOTPRINTS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There are footprints in the dust next to the south wall. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "stand on footprints" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > STAND ON FOOTPRINTS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That's not something you can stand on. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Feel wall?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "feel wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > FEEL WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The south wall feels normal. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Hit wall. Knock on wall." | |
Jade says, "push wall" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "hit wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > HIT WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | If only it were that easy. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "knock on wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > KNOCK ON WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | No response. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Listen to wall?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "listen to wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LISTEN TO WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You don't hear anything interesting. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "hit south wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > HIT SOUTH WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | If only it were that easy. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The south wall is entirely unassuming, except there are footprints in | ||
CF | the dust right below it. People have been standing in front of that | ||
CF | wall. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "ask placard" | |
Roger says, "shoot it with our gun! bang bang" | ||
Lancelot asks, "push wall? did we try?" | ||
gadzoks says, "Maybe they just like standing there staring at the wall." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "PUSH WALL" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > PUSH WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It is fixed in place. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Everyone has their hobbies." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "pull wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > PULL WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It is fixed in place. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "kiss wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > KISS WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | This is not the time. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol" | |
Jade says, "search wall carefully" | ||
DavidW says, "I didn't take the placard" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search wall carefully" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH WALL CAREFULLY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I only understood you as far as wanting to search the south wall. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x floor" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FLOOR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Which do you mean, the south wall or the dusty floor? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "dusty" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > DUSTY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There are footprints in the dust next to the south wall. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x ceiling" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CEILING | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Stand in dust?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "sing" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SING | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Love will abide | ||
CF | Take things in stride | ||
CF | | ||
CF | No, no time. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "stand in dust" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > STAND IN DUST | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I only understood you as far as wanting to stand. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "stand on dust" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > STAND ON DUST | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That's not something you can stand on. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "clean dust" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open wall" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN WALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That isn't something you can open. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "clean dust" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > CLEAN DUST | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That would be destroying valuable evidence. Maybe. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "I would ask placard about the wall" | |
DavidW says, "I think we need more info or a tool." | ||
gadzoks exclaims, "The spdiers know all the dirty details!" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The only exit is east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x spiderwebs" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SPIDERWEBS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There are webs all over the place, but no spiders—that you can see, | ||
CF | anyway. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A very small fly is stuck in one of the webs. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x fly" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FLY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The fly is just barely moving. It doesn't look like it's trying to | ||
CF | escape. It looks like it's just bored. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks exclaims, "Food!" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to fly" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO FLY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You don't speak any language the fly would understand. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "snail, fell..." | |
Jade says, "flee" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take fly" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE FLY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You are not one to carry flies around. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "fly" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "fly" | ||
CF ] End of the Hallway | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > FLY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That's not a verb I recognize. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Dungeon | ||
CF | Cells with rusty iron bars line the narrow hallway. The air is clammy, | ||
CF | and dark puddles have formed in the corners. Mounted on the wall is an | ||
CF | interpretive placard. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The hall continues west. North of you is the bottom of a flight of | ||
CF | stairs. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take placard" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE PLACARD | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (That's not for you to carry around.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x puddles" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PUDDLES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A film of dust covers the greasy puddles. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "smell puddles" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SMELL PUDDLES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It would be impolite to smell. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "touch puddles" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TOUCH PUDDLES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The puddles feel normal. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Can we take the fly?" | |
DavidW says, "no" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "enter cell" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > ENTER CELL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can't fit through the bars, and there don't seem to be any doors. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look through bars" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LOOK THROUGH BARS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "push puddle" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push puddle" | ||
CF ] Dungeon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > PUSH PUDDLE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | They are fixed in place. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "The puddles seem to be purely decorative." | |
DavidW says, "I feel stumped here. I want to try a different fire." | ||
gadzoks says, "Sure." | ||
Lancelot says, "what happens if we go w" | ||
Lancelot asks, "we meet the group?" | ||
DavidW says, "I don't want to walk into a nest of vampires." | ||
Jade says, "I don't think so" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lounge | ||
CF | Mahogany panels line the walls; a lush purple carpet is beneath your | ||
CF | feet. Several overstuffed couches are ready to receive any weary | ||
CF | travelers who happen to pass through. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The door to the west is half-open. In the passage to the south, a | ||
CF | stone staircase descends to some lower level. A lively fire is burning | ||
CF | in the hearth. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "SAVE" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cf2" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SAVE | ||
CF | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | > SAVEOk. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A room full of vampires is beyond this door, led by Atë herself. | ||
CF | Walking right in would not be practical. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "ok" | |
gadzoks says, "We could disguise ourselves and give some "helpful" advice." | ||
Lancelot says, "then another fire" | ||
DavidW says, "The game doesn't want us too either." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x fire" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FIRE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The fire is warm; outside these walls, the night is dark and cold. | ||
CF | Outside this timeframe is the darkness between spaces—but then you go | ||
CF | back inside... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | back inside... | ||
CF | Montana - 67,000,000 BC | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mountainside | ||
CF | The slope of a volcano rises to the north, and lava oozes over the | ||
CF | landscape like an encroaching tide. There's a clear path along one | ||
CF | lava flow to the east, and to the south the ground is mostly solid. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | To the west is a field of dry grass, being consumed before your eyes | ||
CF | by a widening ribbon of fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Pool of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Pool of Lava | ||
CF | Lava from the west is collecting here, in a slowly widening pond of | ||
CF | liquid rock. At its edge, a bush has caught fire. There's enough | ||
CF | exposed stone next to the flowing lava for you to follow it to its | ||
CF | source. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A reptile with a long, skinny snout is resting a safe distance from | ||
CF | the lava, staring at you disinterestedly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot asks, "east to the burning bush?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bush" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BUSH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The bush is burning slowly, very slowly. It will be consumed | ||
CF | eventually, but it's holding out for you... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | eventually, but it's holding out for you... | ||
CF | Pilcrow, Arizona - 1922 | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Church | ||
CF | The floor is covered in yellow dust, and a few sets of footprints | ||
CF | meander between the pews. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A candle is burning on the altar, next to an open Bible. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "more footsteps" | |
DavidW says, "x bible" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bible" | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BIBLE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The book is opened to Exodus: Here is the end of Chapter 2, where | ||
CF | Zipporah names her son Gershom; here is the beginning of Chapter 3, | ||
CF | where the Lord promises to deliver the Hebrews. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x altar" | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X ALTAR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the altar are a short candle and a small Bible. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x pews" | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PEWS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Modest pews for a modest church. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x footprints" | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FOOTPRINTS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The church has not had many visitors. You fancy you can see how each | ||
CF | set of footprints walks in, looks around briefly, and walks out. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "moses also had a chat with a burning bush lol" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > I | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You are carrying: | ||
CF | a charcoal sketch | ||
CF | your revolver | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take bible" | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE BIBLE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You already have one. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "eh" | |
gadzoks exclaims, "Lies!" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The only way to go would be south. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Hazel Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Hazel Street | ||
CF | A row of anonymous buildings follows the train tracks to the edge of | ||
CF | town. At the end of the street, just north of where you're standing, | ||
CF | is Pilcrow's only church. The train station is further east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A brown bottle lies on its side in the road. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "at home..." | |
Lancelot says, "ah items to grab" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take bottle" | ||
CF ] Hazel Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE BOTTLE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take the bottle of whiskey. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x it" | ||
CF ] Hazel Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "GUINGAMUER RYE WHISKEY," according to the label. There is about a | ||
CF | pint of liquid left in the bottle. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "'want some rye?' 'course ya do'" | |
Lancelot says, "gulp" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x tracks" | ||
CF ] Hazel Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TRACKS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The rails are rusty in places, bent out of shape in others. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Train Station | ||
CF | The station consists of a single platform with a single bench. The | ||
CF | tracks go east and west across the dusty plain, and the town's main | ||
CF | drag seems to be north from here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Someone's set up a tent and a cookfire next to the platform. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "another fire" | |
DavidW asks, "Is this the same station from the lantern?" | ||
gadzoks says, "Think so. Was also Arizona, 1922." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x tent" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TENT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The tent is little more than a scrap of canvas, propped up to protect | ||
CF | a tiny patch of ground from the elements. A bedroll is laid out | ||
CF | underneath. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bedroll" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BEDROLL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The bedroll is tattered, chewed up, singed in places. Has it been | ||
CF | abandoned here? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take it" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You don't have any use for it. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search it" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot asks, "look in bedroll?" | |
Lancelot says, "ah nvm" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open it" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It isn't something you can open. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bench" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BENCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A rough wooden bench. Nothing overhead to protect you from the sun | ||
CF | while you wait for your train. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "look under" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look under bench" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LOOK UNDER BENCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "No gum." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > L | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Train Station | ||
CF | The station consists of a single platform with a single bench. The | ||
CF | tracks go east and west across the dusty plain, and the town's main | ||
CF | drag seems to be north from here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Someone's set up a tent and a cookfire next to the platform. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "looknunder bedroll" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x sun" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SUN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can't look directly at it. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You used to have a special helmet for this sort of thing. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Guess going camping is not exciting enough when you're used to time travel and stuff." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look under bedroll" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LOOK UNDER BEDROLL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW asks, "North or east, I guess?" | |
Jade says, "roll bed" | ||
gadzoks says, "North." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "roll bed" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > ROLL BED | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That's not a verb I recognize. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Cotton Street | ||
CF | At the center of town stands a blackened bronze statue, covered in | ||
CF | yellow vines. The visitor can explore to the east or south; in all | ||
CF | other directions are wooden buildings, dirty and abandoned. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lying in the dust at your feet is half of a guitar. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "more things" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x guitar" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X GUITAR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The body of the instrument is mostly here; someone has run off with | ||
CF | the neck and the strings. The result is a miniature shelter, with a | ||
CF | sound hole in the roof. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Would playing half a guitar have the same effect as the world's tiniest violin?" | |
DavidW asks, "This could be an animal's home, I guess?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take guitar" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE GUITAR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It's garbage. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in it" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LOOK IN IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You stoop to look inside the guitar and discover it is occupied: A | ||
CF | scorpion lives in here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "yeah awwqw" | |
Jade says, "a snake" | ||
DavidW says, "scorpion." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x scorpion" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SCORPION | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It's such a tiny creature, but your body understands how deadly it is | ||
CF | before your brain has a chance to think about it. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "this game is a pet zoo" | |
DavidW says, "I suppose it could be a bonus challenge to find all the critters." | ||
DavidW says, "It's the sort of thing Ryan Veeder might add just for the fun of it." | ||
Lancelot says, "; yeah doesnt sounds like the snail and scorpion are very useful right now" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x statue" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X STATUE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The vines cover every detail; all you know is that it's a statue of a | ||
CF | person. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks exclaims, "Don't forget the fly!" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x vines" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X VINES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Withered tendrils and brittle leaves have grown all over the statue. | ||
CF | You don't see any similar plant life nearby. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh yep" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "pull vines" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > PULL VINES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Tearing away a handful of vines doesn't have much effect. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "remove vines" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > REMOVE VINES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Tearing away a handful of vines doesn't have much effect. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "inventpry" | |
DavidW says, "I left my machete at home." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > I | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You are carrying: | ||
CF | a bottle of whiskey | ||
CF | a charcoal sketch | ||
CF | your revolver | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "We have almost nothing helpful." | |
Jade says, "we only have got the bottle" | ||
DavidW says, "We could try to burn it with the candle, but the candle could also go out." | ||
Lancelot says, "did we try taking the candle" | ||
DavidW says, "If we find any knife whatsoever, we should return here." | ||
DavidW says (to Lancelot), "I didn't dare, no." | ||
Jade says, "there are 2 exits left here" | ||
DavidW says, "The candle seemed our only way back." | ||
Lancelot says, "oh yeah" | ||
DavidW says, "yeah, with two exits, maybe it is takeable." | ||
gadzoks asks, "Maybe we can have portable teleportation?" | ||
DavidW says, "let's try east first, though." | ||
DavidW asks (of gadzoks), "maybe?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Graveyard | ||
CF | Rusty barbed wire surrounds this sparsely-populated cemetery, with | ||
CF | exits to the south and west. There are only a few dozen grave markers | ||
CF | here, most of them without names. Near the center is a large tombstone | ||
CF | with a detailed inscription. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A spindly dead tree stands just outside the fence, providing no shade | ||
CF | or shelter. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Don't think so, but could always try." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x tombstone" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TOMBSTONE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The inscription reads: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | LORETTA FOX | ||
CF | b. 1866 | ||
CF | the LADY SHARPSHOOTER | ||
CF | stabbed in the back | ||
CF | by a jealous ASSASSIN | ||
CF | in PILCROW, ARIZONA | ||
CF | October 3rd, 1902 | ||
CF | Inventor of the | ||
CF | ORIGINAL | ||
CF | "Flaming Bullet" | ||
CF | TECHNIQUE | ||
CF | taken from us Too Soon | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Loretta's ghost is leaning dramatically against the stone. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol we have a visitor" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x ghost" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X GHOST | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The woman is insubstantial, her long dark hair melting into mist. She | ||
CF | looks up at you with pleading eyes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to her" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO HER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Loretta reaches toward you weakly. "Thirsty," she rasps, in a voice | ||
CF | that seems to come from far across the desert. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "give rye to her" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > GIVE RYE TO HER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "whiskey" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "give bottle to her" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > GIVE BOTTLE TO HER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You extend the bottle to Loretta, but she shakes her head. She motions | ||
CF | toward the grave. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x grave" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X GRAVE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The inscription reads: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | LORETTA FOX | ||
CF | b. 1866 | ||
CF | the LADY SHARPSHOOTER | ||
CF | stabbed in the back | ||
CF | by a jealous ASSASSIN | ||
CF | in PILCROW, ARIZONA | ||
CF | October 3rd, 1902 | ||
CF | Inventor of the | ||
CF | ORIGINAL | ||
CF | "Flaming Bullet" | ||
CF | TECHNIQUE | ||
CF | taken from us Too Soon | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Loretta's ghost is leaning dramatically against the stone. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Put bottle on grave?" | |
gadzoks says, "Or pour it out." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "pour whisky on grave" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > POUR WHISKY ON GRAVE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You pour out the bottle, and the earth sucks up the slick brown liquid | ||
CF | in an instant. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Loretta's ghost jumps to her feet, suddenly full of life (so to | ||
CF | speak). "Thanks very much, little girl," she says. "I hadn't had a | ||
CF | drink in..." She shakes her head. "Well, I'm feeling better now, | ||
CF | that's for sure." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to her" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO HER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Loretta notices the gun at your hip. "Nice pistol," she says. "Could I | ||
CF | try it out?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You hand it over, and she tests its weight in her faint, smoky hands. | ||
CF | Then she looks down at you, smiling as if recognizing an old friend. | ||
CF | "You and me have something in common, I think. Can you do this?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | She points the revolver at the horizon. She takes a deep breath and | ||
CF | pulls the trigger: A gout of flame erupts from the muzzle, flying like | ||
CF | a meteor across the desert. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I used to be able to," you tell her, "but it took a lot out of me." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Loretta shakes her head. "Then you're doing it wrong, darling. You're | ||
CF | trying too hard. Clear your mind. Focus. It'll come easy, if you let | ||
CF | it." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | She hands you your gun back. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "focus" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > FOCUS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You close your eyes. You try to feel your willpower; you try to | ||
CF | concentrate it into the cylinder of your revolver. One chamber glows | ||
CF | red-hot: You can feel it in your fingers, you can feel it in your | ||
CF | mind. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open your eyes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Loretta smiles. "Exactly." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh we can shoot fire? hmm" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot horizon" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SHOOT HORIZON | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You pull the trigger, and a blast of fire streaks toward the horizon. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Exactly," says Loretta. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can feel the heat dissipating in your revolver. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "cool" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x fire" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FIRE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade exclaims, "damm it!" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to ghost" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO GHOST | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Are you waiting for something?" you ask. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | She takes a while to answer. "I gotta make a decision," she says at | ||
CF | last. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | She closes her eyes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "g" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > G | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You and Loretta enjoy a companionable silence. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x tree" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TREE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The tree has stood here for years since it died, shriveling and | ||
CF | shrinking without ever going away. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > I | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You are carrying: | ||
CF | a charcoal sketch | ||
CF | your revolver | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x markers" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X MARKERS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The wooden crosses may have borne names at some point, but the letters | ||
CF | have been scrubbed away by sun and wind. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x wire" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X WIRE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The spikes are nasty, but the fence isn't much of a deterrent; there's | ||
CF | no gates or anything to secure the exits. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "break tree" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > BREAK TREE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | If only it were that easy. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "climb tree" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > CLIMB TREE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It'd snap in half under your weight. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | The tracks go west and east: West over solid ground, and east across | ||
CF | an incredibly rickety railway bridge, over a deep and steep-sided | ||
CF | canyon. A rough trail leads north. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A roadrunner is trotting back and forth along the canyon's edge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "meep meep" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x roadrunner" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X ROADRUNNER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A humble brown bird with long, dark tailfeathers. It can't seem to | ||
CF | stay in one place. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bridge" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BRIDGE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The bridge, apparently constructed on a very limited budget, is now in | ||
CF | a state of distressing disrepair. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Another piece of it is falling off before your eyes. The bolt, or | ||
CF | screw, or whatever it is, drops slowly into the depths of the canyon. | ||
CF | Now it is too tiny to see. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | When it hits the bottom, you don't hear anything. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Will the whole bridge collapse if we look at it enough times?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to roadrunner" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO ROADRUNNER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You don't speak any language the roadrunner would understand. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I don't know. A traffic light turns red from embarrassment, though." | |
Jade exclaims, "beep, beep!" | ||
DavidW asks, "Do we risk crossing the bridge?" | ||
DavidW says, "I think we must try." | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I beg your pardon? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "you can try but you won't be able" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "SAVE" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cf3" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SAVE | ||
CF | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > SAVEOk. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can't bring yourself to try walking across the bridge. You can | ||
CF | already tell, from a safe distance, that it wouldn't support the | ||
CF | weight of a human—even a little girl. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Aren't we 19 in this game?" | |
DavidW asks, "uh, yes?" | ||
gadzoks asks, "Oh wait, we don't age physically?" | ||
DavidW says, "I don't know." | ||
Jade says, "x me" | ||
DavidW says, "That would suck if we were stuck in a child's body forever." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x me" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X ME | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You carry a revolver. Your flaxen curls hang loosely around your | ||
CF | shoulders. Your name is Ebenezabeth Scrooge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x hair" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X HAIR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You carry a revolver. Your flaxen curls hang loosely around your | ||
CF | shoulders. Your name is Ebenezabeth Scrooge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "a evil's name" | |
Jade says, "Ebenezabeth" | ||
DavidW says, "I'm not sure what to do next and we're running out of time." | ||
DavidW says, "Scrooge adopted us, apparently." | ||
Jade says, "just another flame" | ||
DavidW asks, "What other flame? Haven't we examined all of them?" | ||
Lancelot says, "south of the statue" | ||
Lancelot says, "or west of here" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Train Station | ||
CF | The station consists of a single platform with a single bench. The | ||
CF | tracks go east and west across the dusty plain, and the town's main | ||
CF | drag seems to be north from here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Someone's set up a tent and a cookfire next to the platform. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "We could burn something and create another flame?" | |
Lancelot asks, "cookfire?" | ||
Jade asks, "The first lantern?" | ||
gadzoks says, "Or burn the vines or the brambles with our FLAMING SHARPSHOOTER." | ||
DavidW says, "This goes back to the lantern, yes." | ||
Lancelot says, "ah yes the brambles burn em" | ||
Lancelot says, "or vines" | ||
gadzoks says, "We didn't go see the pirates either, but the game might not let us." | ||
DavidW says, "We could try to burn the brambles or vines, yes." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Cotton Street | ||
CF | At the center of town stands a blackened bronze statue, covered in | ||
CF | yellow vines. The visitor can explore to the east or south; in all | ||
CF | other directions are wooden buildings, dirty and abandoned. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lying in the dust at your feet is half of a guitar. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "focus" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > FOCUS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You close your eyes. You squeeze your revolver. Warmth spreads through | ||
CF | your body, into the gun—the heat of a blazing furnace, the heat of a | ||
CF | wrathful star— | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open your eyes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot vines" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SHOOT VINES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You shoot a flaming bullet into the vines. They catch in an instant. | ||
CF | The statue disappears in a pillar of flame—and then the fire is | ||
CF | spent, | ||
CF | and only the statue itself remains. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Your Colt cools down fast. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "yay" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x statue" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X STATUE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It's a statue of a very short, very bald man, wearing a triumphant | ||
CF | expression; he stands taller than you by virtue of standing on a very | ||
CF | generous plinth. The plinth is inscribed: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | DERMOTT COLBERT | ||
CF | WON A BET AGAINST | ||
CF | Edgar Pilcrow | ||
CF | AND THAT IS WHY | ||
CF | HIS STATUE IS HERE | ||
CF | INSTEAD OF EDGAR'S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol" | |
gadzoks asks, "Maybe we can burn the wall. Was it made of wood?" | ||
gadzoks says, "That's a reach, though." | ||
DavidW says, "I don't understand why this statue is of any real interest to us." | ||
Jade asks, "Does we travel from the cave lantern?" | ||
DavidW says, "The lantern goes to the train station cookfire." | ||
Jade says, "ok, I lost that" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x plinth" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PLINTH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It's a statue of a very short, very bald man, wearing a triumphant | ||
CF | expression; he stands taller than you by virtue of standing on a very | ||
CF | generous plinth. The plinth is inscribed: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | DERMOTT COLBERT | ||
CF | WON A BET AGAINST | ||
CF | Edgar Pilcrow | ||
CF | AND THAT IS WHY | ||
CF | HIS STATUE IS HERE | ||
CF | INSTEAD OF EDGAR'S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "push statue" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > PUSH STATUE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It is fixed in place. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot asks, "turn statue?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "climb it" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > CLIMB IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Little is to be achieved by that. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh nvm" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "turn it" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TURN IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It is fixed in place. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "Shoot the tree in the graveyard?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can go south and east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW asks (of gadzoks), "er, why?" | |
gadzoks says, "It was withered, seems flammable enough." | ||
gadzoks exclaims, "I dunno!" | ||
DavidW says, "I'll try it then." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Graveyard | ||
CF | Rusty barbed wire surrounds this sparsely-populated cemetery, with | ||
CF | exits to the south and west. There are only a few dozen grave markers | ||
CF | here, most of them without names. Near the center is a large tombstone | ||
CF | with a detailed inscription. Loretta is sitting on top. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A spindly dead tree stands just outside the fence, providing no shade | ||
CF | or shelter. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "focus" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > FOCUS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You close your eyes. You squeeze your revolver. Warmth spreads through | ||
CF | your body, into the gun—the heat of a jet engine, the heat of a | ||
CF | rippling desert— | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open your eyes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot tree" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SHOOT TREE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You fire at the tree. Fire flies out of your revolver and into the | ||
CF | brittle wood. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | All at once it's consumed in flames. In a red-hot flash, the tree | ||
CF | disappears. In the same moment, the heat in your revolver dissipates. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Yeah, you've got it," Loretta tells you. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says, "Fine, game." | |
Lancelot asks, "anything left?" | ||
gadzoks says, "Maybe it's just target practice." | ||
DavidW says, "maybe." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x tree" | ||
CF ] Graveyard | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TREE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Jade says, "it is burn out to the roots" | |
DavidW says, "I suppose we should shoot the brambles next." | ||
Lancelot says, "sounds like a plan yeah" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Cotton Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Cotton Street | ||
CF | At the center of town stands a blackened bronze statue. The visitor | ||
CF | can explore to the east or south; in all other directions are wooden | ||
CF | buildings, dirty and abandoned. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lying in the dust at your feet is half of a guitar. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Train Station | ||
CF | The station consists of a single platform with a single bench. The | ||
CF | tracks go east and west across the dusty plain, and the town's main | ||
CF | drag seems to be north from here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Someone's set up a tent and a cookfire next to the platform. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Hazel Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Hazel Street | ||
CF | A row of anonymous buildings follows the train tracks to the edge of | ||
CF | town. At the end of the street, just north of where you're standing, | ||
CF | is Pilcrow's only church. The train station is further east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Church | ||
CF | The floor is covered in yellow dust, and a few sets of footprints | ||
CF | meander between the pews. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A candle is burning on the altar, next to an open Bible. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x candle" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CANDLE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There is not much left of this candle. But there's still enough for a | ||
CF | fire, still enough to carry you away... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Pool of Lava | ||
CF | fire, still enough to carry you away... | ||
CF | Montana - 67,000,000 BC | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Pool of Lava | ||
CF | Lava from the west is collecting here, in a slowly widening pond of | ||
CF | liquid rock. At its edge, a bush has caught fire. There's enough | ||
CF | exposed stone next to the flowing lava for you to follow it to its | ||
CF | source. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A reptile with a long, skinny snout is resting a safe distance from | ||
CF | the lava, staring at you disinterestedly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mountainside | ||
CF | The slope of a volcano rises to the north, and lava oozes over the | ||
CF | landscape like an encroaching tide. There's a clear path along one | ||
CF | lava flow to the east, and to the south the ground is mostly solid. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | To the west is a field of dry grass, being consumed before your eyes | ||
CF | by a widening ribbon of fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lava Tube | ||
CF | A trail running north to south passes through a tunnel of solidified | ||
CF | lava, where jagged spires rise from the floor and cavities like huge | ||
CF | bubbles fill the walls. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Outside one such bubble stands a ravenous Dakotaraptor, snapping and | ||
CF | hissing at a Repton trapped inside. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] River of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | River of Lava | ||
CF | The lava flow turns sharply here, so there's nowhere to go but north | ||
CF | or west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the far side of the river, a tree has caught fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Forest | ||
CF | Cedars and cycads tower over you, hemmed in by giant ferns and | ||
CF | nameless flowers. The air is damp, and heavy with strange scents. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | An Ankylosaur is eyeing you suspiciously. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There's a path of sorts here, coming from the east. It should continue | ||
CF | south, but there's a wall of brambles in the way. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "focus" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > FOCUS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You close your eyes. You squeeze your revolver. Warmth spreads through | ||
CF | your body, into the gun—the heat of a furious volcano, the heat of a | ||
CF | newborn diamond— | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open your eyes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot brambles" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SHOOT BRAMBLES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You fire a bullet of flame into the heart of the brambles. In an | ||
CF | instant, the bush is engulfed, its vines sizzling violently out of | ||
CF | existence. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Happily, the fire doesn't spread to the surrounding vegetation. Soon, | ||
CF | your revolver cools down. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Fountain | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Fountain | ||
CF | A park on the roadside. A fountain burbles away to nobody. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road goes east and southwest. A sort of hiking trail leads north, | ||
CF | past the fountain. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks asks, "The game still considers us a nobody, after all the time we've spent with it?" | |
Lancelot asks, "wtf suddenly a fountian did we time travel again?" | ||
gadzoks says, "We burned the brambles and got to a new location." | ||
Lancelot asks, "if we go north?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Forest | ||
CF | Cedars and cycads tower over you, hemmed in by giant ferns and | ||
CF | nameless flowers. The air is damp, and heavy with strange scents. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | An Ankylosaur is eyeing you suspiciously. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A half-overgrown path turns slowly here, leading east and south. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "thoguth so" | |
Jade says, "we areat forest's south" | ||
DavidW says, "No time travel. Someone made a park in zillion BC." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Fountain | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Fountain | ||
CF | A park on the roadside. A fountain burbles away to nobody. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road goes east and southwest. A sort of hiking trail leads north, | ||
CF | past the fountain. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x fountain" | ||
CF ] Fountain | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FOUNTAIN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A lithe bronze Repton pours a continous stream of water from a huge | ||
CF | ammonite shell. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A brilliant green damselfly is hovering over the water. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot exclaims, "yep and someone make a park in the past lol... Jurassic Park !" | |
gadzoks exclaims, "I knew ancient aliens were real!" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x repton" | ||
CF ] Fountain | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X REPTON | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A lithe bronze Repton pours a continous stream of water from a huge | ||
CF | ammonite shell. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A brilliant green damselfly is hovering over the water. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x damselfly" | ||
CF ] Fountain | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X DAMSELFLY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It's a monster of an insect, with gigantic eyes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x water" | ||
CF ] Fountain | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X WATER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A lithe bronze Repton pours a continous stream of water from a huge | ||
CF | ammonite shell. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A brilliant green damselfly is hovering over the water. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
CF ] Fountain | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > L | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Fountain | ||
CF | A park on the roadside. A fountain burbles away to nobody. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road goes east and southwest. A sort of hiking trail leads north, | ||
CF | past the fountain. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Lavafall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lavafall | ||
CF | The curtain of molten rock churns through a series of quartz turbines | ||
CF | before falling into an artificial reservoir below. The outflow | ||
CF | continues into what appears to be a natural channel. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The fence around this viewing area is meant to keep you at a safe | ||
CF | distance from the gobs of lava splashing all over the place. A Repton | ||
CF | is standing nearby, observing the facility, glancing occasionally in | ||
CF | your direction. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road past the lavafall runs south and west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot asks, "repton guards?" | |
DavidW asks, "Are the Reptons sentient?" | ||
Jade says, "it is spying us" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x repton" | ||
CF ] Lavafall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X REPTON | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The woman wears a solemn maroon robe. Her claws are clasped behind her | ||
CF | back—She seems tense. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot asks, "lol a woman?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to repton" | ||
CF ] Lavafall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO REPTON | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Good afternoon, Miss," you say. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Good afternoon, little pink girl," says the Repton. "How do you like | ||
CF | it?" She means the dam. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "It is very impressive," you say. "How exactly does it work?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "It sucks energy out of the earth," she explains. "The details are | ||
CF | very technical. I designed it, actually. Well, me and my team." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "You and your team did a remarkable job, Miss. It's a beautiful | ||
CF | design." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | She bites her lip. Maybe that wasn't what she wanted to hear. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to her" | ||
CF ] Lavafall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO HER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "And where are you visiting us from, little pink girl?" asks the | ||
CF | engineer. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "From the year 1848," you tell her. "I'm on a mission for Her Majesty | ||
CF | Queen Victoria." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Oh," says the engineer. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "g" | ||
CF ] Lavafall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > G | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You seem to have run out of things to talk about. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW asks, "So we could probably talk to the other reptors?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x dam" | ||
CF ] Lavafall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X DAM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The components are mostly white quartz, reinforced with substances you | ||
CF | don't recognize. The turbines pump in and out of the falling lava, | ||
CF | undulating relentlessly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "we can try" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
CF ] Lavafall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > L | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lavafall | ||
CF | The curtain of molten rock churns through a series of quartz turbines | ||
CF | before falling into an artificial reservoir below. The outflow | ||
CF | continues into what appears to be a natural channel. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The fence around this viewing area is meant to keep you at a safe | ||
CF | distance from the gobs of lava splashing all over the place. A Repton | ||
CF | engineer is standing nearby, observing the facility, glancing | ||
CF | occasionally in your direction. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road past the lavafall runs south and west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Construction Site | ||
CF | A broad square pit has been dug into the rock here; the billboard | ||
CF | nearby explains what's going to be built. But construction has been | ||
CF | suspended for the moment, as one Repton kneels in the dirt examining | ||
CF | something while another holds a torch. Outside the pit, a harnessed | ||
CF | Triceratops waits to be assigned a task. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road goes north and southwest from here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Lancelot says, "pfff I have to applaud the original ideas here lol talking dinos whats next" | |
DavidW says, "I do hope they're archaeologists and find human bones." | ||
Cerfeuil says, "Reminds me of Chrono Trigger." | ||
gadzoks says, "I'm not saying it was aliens... but it was aliens." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x billboard" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BILLBOARD | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Here's an artist's rendering of the completed shopping center. There | ||
CF | are outdoor bistros at each end. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x pit" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PIT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There's basically nothing to look at. They're still in the process of | ||
CF | laying the foundations. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x triceratops" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TRICERATOPS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It is a huge animal, and with its harness, it can pull all sorts of | ||
CF | things. Mostly wagons full of rocks. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x reptors" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X REPTORS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > L | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Construction Site | ||
CF | A broad square pit has been dug into the rock here; the billboard | ||
CF | nearby explains what's going to be built. But construction has been | ||
CF | suspended for the moment, as one Repton kneels in the dirt examining | ||
CF | something while another holds a torch. Outside the pit, a harnessed | ||
CF | Triceratops waits to be assigned a task. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road goes north and southwest from here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x torch" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TORCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The Repton is holding the torch for his associate, but the fire is | ||
CF | here just for you. Come along, she says. We have places | ||
CF | to be... | DavidW says, "oh no." | |
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Galley | ||
CF | to be... | ||
CF | HCS Damocles - 4044 | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Galley | ||
CF | The kitchen looks like it was built to feed an army. There must be a | ||
CF | dozen sinks, a dozen countertops, a dozen ovens and a dozen stoves. | ||
CF | Everything is spotless. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Passages lead fore and starboard. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | gadzoks says (to Cerfeuil), "I was thinking that when I first saw 67,000,000 B.C up there, but pre-historic settings are pretty rare." | |
Lancelot asks, "better finish that other place first?" | ||
Jade says, "there were 2 se exits" | ||
DavidW asks, "It's 4 o'clock now. Perhaps we can stop here and continue next Sunday?" | ||
Jade says, "sw" | ||
Lancelot says, "yeah sw from fountain too" | ||
Jade says, "ok, it is fine for me, 22:00 pm" | ||
Lancelot says, "22:00 pm here too" | ||
Cerfeuil says, "I don't mind, I can't be that active right now. Busy time for me." | ||
Jade asks, "have you take some dine?" | ||
Cerfeuil says, "Me? I've been eating and working on other stuff." | ||
Jade says, "This is a good, lenght game" | ||
Lancelot says, "how much time it says" | ||
Jade says, "Damocles 4044" | ||
gadzoks says, "Two hours." | ||
DavidW says, "I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed and we didn't find a single pearl yet." | ||
gadzoks says, "On the IFComp page." | ||
gadzoks says, "Seems a bit optimistic." | ||
gadzoks says, "Might be different in solo play, but there's lots of locations." | ||
DavidW says, "It always takes a lot longer in group play. The average player doesn't stop to talk to every snail or push every wall." | ||
Jade says, "All the games seem to be a bit optimistic this year" | ||
gadzoks says (to DavidW), "Erm, sure. -whistles-" | ||
Jade says, "lol" | ||
Cerfeuil says, "I support talking to snails, talking to snails is good." | ||
Cerfeuil says, "Just don't eat them." | ||
Jade says, "I have drawn almost the big map untill now" | ||
Lancelot says, "most sub areas are bonly a few trooms" | ||
Lancelot says, "only a few rooms" | ||
Jade says, "pearls, pearls, I sniff pearls" | ||
DavidW says, "I think you'd want one map per time period." | ||
Lancelot says, "yeah and we will probably need to travel a lot looks like" | ||
DavidW says, "And there's already the beach/village, the vampire lounge, the lava park, the future spaceship, ..." | ||
Jade says, "no, it is a map for all the times in an A3" | ||
DavidW says, "And Pilcrow." | ||
DavidW says, "I need to find a very late lunch." | ||
DavidW says, "This is a fascinating game, though." | ||
Cerfeuil says, "Yeah, lots to do." | ||
DavidW says, "thanks to all for showing up, making suggestions, etc." | ||
DavidW says, "This was a good session." | ||
gadzoks says, "Yeah, I like how the games have developed as the series has continued." | ||
Jade says, "thank you for driving DW" | ||
DavidW says, "You're welcome." | ||
Jade says, "I will have to play 2 & 3" | ||
DavidW says, "Perhaps I should've let someone else drive, though." | ||
Lancelot says, "yeah thx again for driving" | ||
Cerfeuil says, "Thank you all! Thanks for the invite too." | ||
Jade says, "you are welcome" | ||
Jade says, "see you next week, stay safe" | ||
*** SESSION 2 *** | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "load sleepmask littlematchgirl4" | ||
CF ] | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Type RESTORE to resume a saved game, or START to begin a new game. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | If it's been a while since you played the previous Little Match | ||
CF | Girl games, type RECAP. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "restore" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > RESTORE | ||
CF | %% Enter a save filename to read: | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cfmatchgirl4" | ||
CF ] Galley | ||
CF | [Loading saved game.] | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
CF ] Galley | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > L | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Galley | ||
CF | The kitchen looks like it was built to feed an army. There must be a | ||
CF | dozen sinks, a dozen countertops, a dozen ovens and a dozen stoves. | ||
CF | Everything is spotless. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Passages lead fore and starboard. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I'm gonna try to run through stuff I saw after we last played" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x me" | ||
CF ] Galley | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X ME | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You carry a revolver. Your flaxen curls hang loosely around your | ||
CF | shoulders. Your name is Ebenezabeth Scrooge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The sounds of some piece of heavy machinery come from down the | ||
CF | starboard corridor. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x pilot" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PILOT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You look down the row of pilot lights. They've been waiting a long | ||
CF | time for this—and now, all together, they carry you to the appointed | ||
CF | place... | gadzoks says, "I thought we were playing the eldritch horror ship game there for a second." | |
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | place... | ||
CF | Montana - 67,000,000 BC | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Construction Site | ||
CF | A broad square pit has been dug into the rock here; the billboard | ||
CF | nearby explains what's going to be built. But construction has been | ||
CF | suspended for the moment, as one Repton kneels in the dirt examining | ||
CF | something while another holds a torch. Outside the pit, a harnessed | ||
CF | Triceratops waits to be assigned a task. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road goes north and southwest from here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I want to leave the ship until later" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x reptons" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X REPTONS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | They're muttering to each other. The one kneeling is very intent on | ||
CF | whatever he's studying; the one holding the torch is losing his | ||
CF | patience. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to them" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO THEM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Hello, gentlemen," you say. The kneeling Repton waves you over. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Hey, little pink girl. Take a look at this. We found a fossil." He | ||
CF | shows you the rock. "Some kind of bug or something." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Nothing worth stopping construction over," says his partner. | ||
CF | "Especially when we're already behind schedule." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "This could be important! There might be even more down here—" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "We're not getting paid to be archaeologists, Teeg." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You back away from the conversation; they don't notice. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x fossil" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FOSSIL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It looks like a trilobite to you. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x triceratops" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TRICERATOPS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It is a huge animal, and with its harness, it can pull all sorts of | ||
CF | things. Mostly wagons full of rocks. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Construction Site | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can go north and southwest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "sw" | ||
CF ] Carnival | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SW | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Carnival | ||
CF | Tents are lined up on either side of the street, with vendors and | ||
CF | rides and games. The place is crowded with Reptons milling here and | ||
CF | there, mostly ignoring you. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The festivities continue to the west; things are quieter to the | ||
CF | northeast. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x vendors" | ||
CF ] Carnival | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X VENDORS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The vendors are selling jewelry, carved bones, purses, keychains, egg | ||
CF | warmers, little musical instruments... | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x jewelry" | ||
CF ] Carnival | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X JEWELRY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Everything is very cute. And expensive. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x rides" | ||
CF ] Carnival | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X RIDES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | One nearby stall is offering rides on a weary-looking Thescelosaur. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x thescelosaur" | Knight_Otu asks, "Are the Dinosaurs building Triassic Park or something?" | |
CF ] Carnival | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X THESCELOSAUR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | This dinosaur has carried more than its fair share of Repton kids | ||
CF | today. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x games" | ||
CF ] Carnival | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X GAMES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The shooting gallery catches your eye. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x gallery" | ||
CF ] Carnival | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X GALLERY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The shooting gallery looks like a lot of fun, but there's an "OUT TO | ||
CF | LUNCH" sign hanging over the booth. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Town Square | ||
CF | The festival is in full swing, and Reptons are carousing, dancing, | ||
CF | whooping, and breaking into occasional fistfights throughout the | ||
CF | square. The centerpiece of the festivities is the huge bonfire, and | ||
CF | the Edmontosaurus being roasted on a giant spit above it. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Paths away from the chaos lead north and east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "This bonfire is yet another fire to somewhere/somewhen." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x edmontosaurus" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X EDMONTOSAURUS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The animal is the size of a small house. Its skin is getting pretty | ||
CF | crispy, but apparently it's not finished yet. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The torque on that roasting spit must be prodigious. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x spit" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SPIT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The animal is the size of a small house. Its skin is getting pretty | ||
CF | crispy, but apparently it's not finished yet. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The torque on that roasting spit must be prodigious. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x reptons" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X REPTONS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There's no indication of what they're here to celebrate. There's no | ||
CF | indication that they'll calm down any time soon, either. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to them" | ||
CF ] Town Square | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO THEM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Hey, little pink girl!" The nearest Repton lolls her tongue at you, | ||
CF | enveloping you in the stench of liquor. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Temple of Wellness | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Temple of Wellness | ||
CF | Toppled marble statues surround the empty plaza. The temple stands at | ||
CF | the east end, its walls carved with intricate bas-reliefs. The door to | ||
CF | the temple is closed, and a notice stands just outside. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road past the plaza goes northeast and south. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x notice" | ||
CF ] Temple of Wellness | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X NOTICE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The Reptonic letters read: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | C O N D E M N E D | ||
CF | | ||
CF | BY ORDER OF GOVERNOR ESHTEEF | ||
CF | PERSUANT TO THE ABOLITION OF | ||
CF | RELIGION ACTS ANY & ALL | ||
CF | SPIRITUAL OR SUPERSTITIOUS | ||
CF | OBSERVANCES WITHIN THIS PLAZA | ||
CF | SHALL CEASE IMMEDIATELY & | ||
CF | THIS STRUCTURE SHALL BE | ||
CF | DEMOLISHED BEGINNING THURSDAY | ||
CF | JUNE 3rd. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ASchultz says, "this is cool, cutting in in the middle of a game, a new experience" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x door" | ||
CF ] Temple of Wellness | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X DOOR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The gate to the temple is two tall stone doors carved with | ||
CF | larger-than-life images of Reptons. The figures appear to be locked in | ||
CF | combat, but if the door were open, their arms would seem to gesturing | ||
CF | for you to come in. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open door" | ||
CF ] Temple of Wellness | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN DOOR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The marble door seems to be locked. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "climb door" | ||
CF ] Temple of Wellness | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > CLIMB DOOR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Little is to be achieved by that. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x statues" | ||
CF ] Temple of Wellness | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X STATUES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Among the rubble you recognize the carved crests and talons of | ||
CF | Reptons. The inscriptions on all the pedestals have been chiseled | ||
CF | away. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A multituberculate is perched on one such pedestal. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x multituberculate" | ||
CF ] Temple of Wellness | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X MULTITUBERCULATE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A creature with a long, furry tail, quite like a squirrel's. In | ||
CF | general it looks like a rodent, but it's not technically a rodent—the | ||
CF | details are uninteresting. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It seems a bit worried about your being here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search rubble" | ||
CF ] Temple of Wellness | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH RUBBLE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The chunks of marble are too heavy to sift through efficiently. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | At any rate, there doesn't seem to be anything hidden here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "ne" | ||
CF ] Fountain | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > NE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Fountain | ||
CF | A park on the roadside. A fountain burbles away to nobody. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The road goes east and southwest. A sort of hiking trail leads north, | ||
CF | past the fountain. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Forest | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Forest | ||
CF | Cedars and cycads tower over you, hemmed in by giant ferns and | ||
CF | nameless flowers. The air is damp, and heavy with strange scents. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | An Ankylosaur is eyeing you suspiciously. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A half-overgrown path turns slowly here, leading east and south. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] River of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | River of Lava | ||
CF | The lava flow turns sharply here, so there's nowhere to go but north | ||
CF | or west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the far side of the river, a tree has caught fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lava Tube | ||
CF | A trail running north to south passes through a tunnel of solidified | ||
CF | lava, where jagged spires rise from the floor and cavities like huge | ||
CF | bubbles fill the walls. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Outside one such bubble stands a ravenous Dakotaraptor, snapping and | ||
CF | hissing at a Repton trapped inside. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "Remember when we first arrived in this time period and I said I wasn't ready to shoot at dinosaurs? That was a mistake." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot raptor" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SHOOT RAPTOR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take careful aim. The raptor turns toward you, looks you in the | ||
CF | eye. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The sound of thunder echoes through the tunnel as the bullet screams | ||
CF | past the monster's ear. The Dakotaraptor squeals furiously and runs | ||
CF | away. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The Repton emerges from his hideyhole, mopping his scaly brow. When he | ||
CF | gets a good look at his rescuer, his eyes widen in surprise. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "You are Scrooge, the Mammalgirl!" | keltena says, "Hey, you're ready now and that's what matters." | |
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | "You are Scrooge, the Mammalgirl!"You nod. "Yes, sir. What is your | ||
CF | name?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I am Brish, the Geneshaman. My ancestors fought by your side in the | ||
CF | Battle of the Gray Peaks. It is an honor to meet you, | ||
CF | Mammalgirl—thank | ||
CF | you for saving my life." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You make a tiny curtsy. "It is an honor to meet you, too, Geneshaman." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | He shrugs. "Of that, I am not so sure. Things have changed since you | ||
CF | last visited the Reptons. Our old ways have fallen out of favor. The | ||
CF | office of Geneshaman is nothing to aspire to any longer." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x Brish" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BRISH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A Repton in the garb of a shaman, still recovering from his narrow | ||
CF | escape. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to Brish" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO BRISH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I never had a chance to meet a Geneshaman when I was here before," | ||
CF | you say. "I'm sure there's much I can learn from you." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Perhaps," he says, with a smile. "I do know one trick you might like. | ||
CF | If I could just..." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | He reaches out with a scaled claw and plucks a single strand of flaxen | ||
CF | hair from your head. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | hair from your head."The stories tell us that the Mammalgirl bore a | ||
CF | chemical affinity to exothermic oxidation," he says, studying your | ||
CF | hair with his huge, dark eyes. "But each of us has a genetic affinity, | ||
CF | as well. A connection to a fellow species, written in the deepness of | ||
CF | our cells. For a little girl of your abilities, accessing this | ||
CF | connection should be easy, if I can..." | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | connection should be easy, if I can..."He snaps his fingers. "I see | ||
CF | it. A creature not known to this world, but one I am sure you know | ||
CF | very well." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Then he presses his palms against your temples. "I call you, sister of | ||
CF | the Mammalgirl. Awaken, and add your power to hers!" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | the Mammalgirl. Awaken, and add your power to hers!"You feel something | ||
CF | light up inside you. Something that was always there. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | light up inside you. Something that was always there."Yes, Scrooge. | ||
CF | You are ready." Brish lets go of your head. "You can transform right | ||
CF | now, if you will it." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "TRANSFORM" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TRANSFORM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take a deep breath. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Molecules coil and uncoil, dancing, shifting, tensing, releasing. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You feel very ticklish for a moment—and then it's done. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Beautifully done!" cries the geneshaman. He's suddenly much, much | ||
CF | taller than you. "What do you call this form?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can only squeak in response. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x me" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X ME | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You are a little mouse, with a slender tail, and fur the color of | ||
CF | straw. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > I | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You are carrying nothing. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "transform" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TRANSFORM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take another deep breath. You feel stretched out, expanded, huge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | But when it's over, you're only a little girl again. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Brish is very pleased. "You must tell me what that was!" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "A mouse," you tell him. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Marvelous. I'm so glad we met, Scrooge." He can't stop smiling. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x i" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X I | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > I | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You are carrying: | ||
CF | a charcoal sketch | ||
CF | your revolver | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu exclaims, "How can we be so mousy being a temporal bounty hunter?!" | |
DavidW says, "So now we can turn into a mouse any time we want to." | ||
gadzoks asks, "Don't we have a cat?" | ||
gadzoks asks, "What if it eats us?" | ||
DavidW says, "Not that I know of." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "That surely opens some paths." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to Brish" | ||
CF ] Lava Tube | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO BRISH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Will you stay here, Brish?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "For a while, yes. I need to recover my strength before I travel any | ||
CF | further." He smiles. "Don't worry about me, Scrooge. I can take care | ||
CF | of myself." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mountainside | ||
CF | The slope of a volcano rises to the north, and lava oozes over the | ||
CF | landscape like an encroaching tide. There's a clear path along one | ||
CF | lava flow to the east, and to the south the ground is mostly solid. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | To the west is a field of dry grass, being consumed before your eyes | ||
CF | by a widening ribbon of fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x field" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FIELD | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You gaze across the field, following the current of flame out of this | ||
CF | time and into... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | time and into... | ||
CF | The Austrian Alps - 1999 | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lounge | ||
CF | Mahogany panels line the walls; a lush purple carpet is beneath your | ||
CF | feet. Several overstuffed couches are ready to receive any weary | ||
CF | travelers who happen to pass through. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The door to the west is half-open. In the passage to the south, a | ||
CF | stone staircase descends to some lower level. A lively fire is burning | ||
CF | in the hearth. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "transform" | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TRANSFORM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take a deep breath. The ticklish feeling ripples over you | ||
CF | briefly... | ||
CF | | ||
CF | ...and now you've changed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You scurry through the open door. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Great Hall | ||
CF | Rows of folding tables run the length of the hall. In each seat is a | ||
CF | vampire, muttering to their neighbor or shouting to be heard above the | ||
CF | others or craning their neck to hear someone in the next row. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the stage at the front of the room, Atë leans on her podium, | ||
CF | grinning viciously upon the chaos she commands. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The way back to the lounge is east. A cold breeze runs down a flight | ||
CF | of stairs to the west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A vampire stands. Atë shushes the room to attention. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I am Howl, of the Skognathi Clan," he begins. "I recommend we hold | ||
CF | the Hunter for ransom. Her family is very rich, as we all know." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "A ransom!" Atë's enthusiasm is unconvincing. "Yes, the little girl | ||
CF | would fetch a very high price. By the way, I just bought this entire | ||
CF | castle, so that we could have this meeting in it. I now own seven | ||
CF | castles. Are there any other suggestions?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Laughter fills the hall, and Howl sits down. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "Ate has an umlaut on the e." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Another vampire stands up. "I am Father Acton. I speak for the Grey | ||
CF | Wolf Tenement. We should seal Ebenezabeth Scrooge in a lead casket, | ||
CF | and shoot her into space." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The hall goes quiet. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Would Poseidon be able to interpret that as harming her?" someone | ||
CF | asks. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | People murmur: Maybe. Probably. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "You all know me," says the next vampire. Then, helpfully, she adds: | ||
CF | "I'm Giatine, representing Chillblade Clan. The biggest clan on the | ||
CF | west coast. Expanding into Salt Lake City." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë clears her throat loudly. Giatine starts talking faster: "I think | ||
CF | we should cut a deal with Poseidon. Give him his champion back, get on | ||
CF | his good side. Maybe later he does us a favor." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The person sitting next to Giatine pulls her back into her chair. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "The Russian Fangs present a suggestion." The woman talking seems | ||
CF | distantly familiar. "Make a gift of Ebenezabeth Scrooge, to the | ||
CF | werewolf clans. They are not so clever; they will destroy the girl and | ||
CF | bring grudge of Poseidon upon themself." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Thank you for your suggestion, Sveta. We actually have a | ||
CF | representative from the werewolf clans here." Atë waves at the back of | ||
CF | the room. "Orek? What do you think of Svetlana's suggestion?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Something you can't see growls darkly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I'm Costigan, I represent Grimmwald. I just wanted to say, I support | ||
CF | Father Acton's idea about shooting her into space." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "And why is that?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I just think it's a good idea." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Okay, noted." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I don't know how much of this there is. I didn't see much of it before." | |
Knight_Otu says, "The creatures of the night are not our fans." | ||
DavidW says, "They mean us harm, yes." | ||
DavidW asks, "Should we stay and listen more or scamper west?" | ||
keltena says, "I vote we listen a little more, but mostly because I find the vampires unreasonably funny tbh" | ||
DavidW says, "We aren't invisible; we might be caught eventually." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "The Thrill of Whispers requests permission to speak!" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë rolls her eyes. "Yes?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Force a traitor-vampire, already sentenced to death, to destroy the | ||
CF | Hunter! His method of execution shall be Poseidon's wrath!" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë looks around the room. "Do we have any traitor-vampires handy?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Nobody can think of anybody. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "So, do we just keep Scrooge in a coma until one of us does something | ||
CF | that merits the death penalty? And then hope that Poseidon does | ||
CF | exactly what we want him to?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "It sounds really complicated," someone says. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The representative from the Thrill of Whispers spins around to face | ||
CF | his critic. "Being complicated doesn't make it a bad idea!" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Hi, I'm Kathlyne, from the Seattle Sorority of Lesbian Vampires—one | ||
CF | of those other clans on the west coast—and I would like to | ||
CF | suggest modifying Father Acton's idea a little bit. Instead of | ||
CF | shooting her into space, we could drop the lead casket into the | ||
CF | ocean." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë lets the room chew on this for a moment before asking: "You mean, | ||
CF | where Poseidon lives?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I mean underground! A mine shaft—" but Kathlyne's protests are | ||
CF | drowned out by laughter. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "We, the Clan of the Midnight Diamond, request that Ebenezabeth | ||
CF | Scrooge be remanded into our custody." The vampire saying this is | ||
CF | unspeakably decrepit. He must be a thousand years old. "We will make a | ||
CF | trophy of her in our clan-house. No harm shall come to her. She shall | ||
CF | be a work of art. A living sculpture, in eternal sleep, as we go on in | ||
CF | eternal un-life." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë rubs her forehead. "You don't get to take her home, Cadac. Sit | ||
CF | down." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I'm Adam, from Grim Vault, and I think—" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "We already heard from Grimmwald." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "No, I'm from Grim Vault." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Oh! Sorry about that." Atë holds up her hands graciously. "Please, | ||
CF | let us hear your suggestion." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Well, I think Father Acton's idea was really—" Everyone groans, and | ||
CF | the speaker gives up. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A gentleman with a pointed beard rises: "Mi estas Antono, de Frateco | ||
CF | de Vampiraj Esperantistoj." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë stares at the man, half-smiling. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | He puffs out his chest and continues: "Mi kredas, ke ni devus | ||
CF | malliberigi la knabineton en malfacila sed neletala labirinto." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë doesn't respond. She goes on staring until Antono sits down. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "An Esperanto vampire. My goodness." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The woman who stands up next is almost transparent. Her voice seems | ||
CF | very far away: "We are Hyacinthine, of the Sign of the Wilted | ||
CF | Rose. Allow us to bestow the Dark Gift on Ebenezabeth..." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | This suggestion gets booed mercilessly, and the lady apparently | ||
CF | dematerializes out of embarrassment. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "I only understood labyrinth." | |
DavidW says, "I suppose I can look up the words later. I do own an Esperanto dictionary." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A diminutive vampire jumps onto his table. "Recognize Lojack, of the | ||
CF | Worshippers of Chaos!" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë nods patiently. "The chair recognizes Lojack, of the Worshippers | ||
CF | of Chaos." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lojack leaps from table to table, kicking over drinks and cackling | ||
CF | idiotically. The other vampires endure his demonstration stoically; | ||
CF | eventually, he returns to his seat. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "ha. didn't even say anything!" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "If I may make a suggestion..." You can't see whoever's talking. "I'm | ||
CF | XpurityX, representing alt.lifestyle.vampirism. We don't believe in | ||
CF | any so-called 'gods,' Poseidon included, and we think this whole | ||
CF | little discussion is, to be frank, asinine." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Great," says Atë. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "So, are you—" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë shakes her head. "No, no, we're moving on to the next one." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "That gives me an idea," someone says. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Who is speaking?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Hi, sorry. I'm Peter Grazer, of the Necrotrons, and—Just, hear me | ||
CF | out. What if we kill Ebenezabeth... but we kill Poseidon first?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Atë throws up her hands, and the assembly descends into anarchy. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ASchultz says, "okay i am curious how this story got here, I will have to see about the intro" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A vampire who speaks for the Knifebats earns a withering look from | ||
CF | Atë. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "z" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > Z | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A vampire from the Pact of Salt threatens to kill everyone in the | ||
CF | room. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "I guess we heard all of the suggestions to deal with us." | |
DavidW says, "I think we've seen all the main content for this group for now." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Bedchamber | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Bedchamber | ||
CF | A canopied bed fit for a princess seems to take up most of the room. | ||
CF | On either side of the bed is a chair. In the chair to your left is a | ||
CF | vampire you know. He goes by the name "Anubis Darkness." The bald | ||
CF | vampire in the chair to your right is one you've never seen before. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The room connects two stairways: One on the east side, leading down; | ||
CF | one on the south side, leading up. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Anubis looks down as you enter. "Hey, a mouse!" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Leave it alone," his partner says flatly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "What are you chiding me for? I didn't say 'Hey, a mouse, let's kill | ||
CF | it for no reason.' I didn't say 'Hey, a mouse, let's make little | ||
CF | clothes for it and have it dance around.' I'm just noticing a stupid | ||
CF | mouse." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The bald vampire doesn't respond. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Tower | ||
CF | Frigid wind ruffles your fur. The wall has crumbled here, and exposed | ||
CF | this chamber to the sky. What remains of the tower appears to have | ||
CF | been an unfinished storage space. The walls are bare stone, covered in | ||
CF | thick frost. In the middle of the floor is a block of nearly | ||
CF | transparent ice. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Beneath you are the walls of the castle—the mountain—a snowy | ||
CF | valley—and the Alps, fading into the starry distance. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "transform" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TRANSFORM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take another deep breath. You feel stretched out, expanded, huge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | But when it's over, you're only a little girl again. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x ice" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X ICE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Something is frozen inside the block of ice—something the color of | ||
CF | bone. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "focus" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > FOCUS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You close your eyes. You squeeze your revolver. Warmth spreads through | ||
CF | your body, into the gun—the heat of Jovian lightning, the heat of | ||
CF | liquid gold— | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open your eyes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot ice" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SHOOT ICE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You pull the trigger, and a fireball erupts from the muzzle of your | ||
CF | revolver. A blast of warmth fills the tower. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The ice melts away quickly. When the fire has extinguished itself and | ||
CF | the steam has cleared, you see an ivory reliquary on the floor. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Your gun gets cold again very quickly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x ivory" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X IVORY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The sides are the container are ivory, carved with images of bats and | ||
CF | wolves. It is closed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take it" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | It would be rather inconvenient to carry around. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open it" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open the reliquary, revealing the Pearl of Love. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x pearl" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PEARL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A softly lustrous pearl. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take it" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take the Pearl of Love. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x valley" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X VALLEY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the far side of the valley is a tiny little church. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x church" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CHURCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the far side of the valley is a tiny little church. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "So we're quite the gunslinger." | |
Knight_Otu says, "I suppose that's to be expected of a bounty hunter." | ||
DavidW says, "We learned to shoot fire from the ghost of Loretta Fox, remember." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Actually I don't. Wasn't here last week." | ||
DavidW says, "ah" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "transform" | ||
CF ] Tower | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TRANSFORM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take a deep breath. The ticklish feeling ripples over you | ||
CF | briefly... | ||
CF | | ||
CF | ...and now you've changed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Bedchamber | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Bedchamber | ||
CF | A canopied bed fit for a princess seems to take up most of the room. | ||
CF | On either side of the bed is a chair. In the chair to your left is a | ||
CF | vampire you recognize as Anubis Darkness. The bald vampire in the | ||
CF | chair to your right is someone you don't know. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The room connects two stairways: One on the east side, leading down; | ||
CF | one on the south side, leading up. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I'm just bored, okay? I'm noticing things because I'm bored." Anubis | ||
CF | taps his foot demonstratively. "A mouse is kind of | ||
CF | interesting. It's worth pointing out." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | No response. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Great Hall | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Great Hall | ||
CF | Rows of folding tables run the length of the hall. In each seat is a | ||
CF | vampire, muttering to their neighbor or shouting to be heard above the | ||
CF | others or craning their neck to hear someone in the next row. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the stage at the front of the room, Atë leans on her podium, | ||
CF | grinning viciously upon the chaos she commands. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The way back to the lounge is east. A cold breeze runs down a flight | ||
CF | of stairs to the west. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Someone speaking for Sigma Theta Nu calls this whole assembly a farce. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Lounge | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Lounge | ||
CF | Mahogany panels line the walls; a lush purple carpet is beneath your | ||
CF | paws. Several overstuffed couches are ready to receive any weary | ||
CF | travelers who happen to pass through. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The door to the west is half-open. In the passage to the south, a | ||
CF | stone staircase descends to some lower level. A lively fire is burning | ||
CF | in the hearth. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x fire" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FIRE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The fire would like you to stay, but he knows you have to keep | ||
CF | moving... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Mountainside | ||
CF | moving... | ||
CF | Montana - 67,000,000 BC | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mountainside | ||
CF | The slope of a volcano rises to the north, and lava oozes over the | ||
CF | landscape like an encroaching tide. There's a clear path along one | ||
CF | lava flow to the east, and to the south the ground is mostly solid. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | To the west is a field of dry grass, being consumed before your eyes | ||
CF | by a widening ribbon of fire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Pool of Lava | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Pool of Lava | ||
CF | Lava from the west is collecting here, in a slowly widening pond of | ||
CF | liquid rock. At its edge, a bush has caught fire. There's enough | ||
CF | exposed stone next to the flowing lava for you to follow it to its | ||
CF | source. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A reptile with a long, skinny snout is resting a safe distance from | ||
CF | the lava, staring at you disinterestedly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bush" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BUSH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The bush is still here, still able to receive you, to carry you to... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Church | ||
CF | The bush is still here, still able to receive you, to carry you to... | ||
CF | Pilcrow, Arizona - 1922 | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Church | ||
CF | The floor is covered in yellow dust, and a few sets of footprints | ||
CF | meander between the pews. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A candle is burning on the altar, next to an open Bible. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Hazel Street | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Hazel Street | ||
CF | A row of anonymous buildings follows the train tracks to the edge of | ||
CF | town. At the end of the street, just north of where you're standing, | ||
CF | is Pilcrow's only church. The train station is further east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Train Station | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Train Station | ||
CF | The station consists of a single platform with a single bench. The | ||
CF | tracks go east and west across the dusty plain, and the town's main | ||
CF | drag seems to be north from here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Someone's set up a tent and a cookfire next to the platform. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | The tracks go west and east: West over solid ground, and east across | ||
CF | an incredibly rickety railway bridge, over a deep and steep-sided | ||
CF | canyon. A rough trail leads north. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A roadrunner is trotting back and forth along the canyon's edge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "transform" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TRANSFORM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take another deep breath. You feel stretched out, expanded, huge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | But when it's over, you're only a little girl again. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bridge" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BRIDGE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The bridge, apparently constructed on a very limited budget, is now in | ||
CF | a state of distressing disrepair. It couldn't bear the weight of a | ||
CF | coal shovel, much less an entire train. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can't bring yourself to try walking across the bridge. You can | ||
CF | already tell, from a safe distance, that it wouldn't support the | ||
CF | weight of a human—even a little girl. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "transform" | ||
CF ] Canyon, West Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TRANSFORM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take a deep breath. The ticklish feeling ripples over you | ||
CF | briefly... | ||
CF | | ||
CF | ...and now you've changed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Canyon, East Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You scamper across the tracks to the other side of the canyon. The | ||
CF | bridge barely seems to notice. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Canyon, East Side | ||
CF | The tracks from the east come to the edge of a huge gorge, and | ||
CF | continue west over a dilapidated, spiderlike bridge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the north side of the tracks, a narrow path leads down into the | ||
CF | canyon. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I forgot which form I was in." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | The Corchete River ripples past quietly, lending this place a slightly | ||
CF | less dusty atmosphere. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A long, thin crack runs up the eastern wall of the canyon. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The way up to the train tracks is south. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x crack" | ||
CF ] Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CRACK | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The crack appears natural. There may be some kind of cavity on the | ||
CF | other side, a space that eons of erosion haven't quite revealed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | But there's a chance you could shoot it open. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The crack is too narrow for even a little mouse to get through. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "transform" | ||
CF ] Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TRANSFORM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take another deep breath. You feel stretched out, expanded, huge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | But when it's over, you're only a little girl again. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "look in crack" | ||
CF ] Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > LOOK IN CRACK | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You put your eye up to the crack. Is there a glimmer of light in | ||
CF | there? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot crack" | ||
CF ] Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SHOOT CRACK | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You fire a bullet at the rock wall. Nothing happens. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | But you can almost see the lines of stress running through the stone. | ||
CF | If you could hit just the right spot, it would shatter. Right? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I don't know where the 'right spot' is." | |
DavidW says, "I think we need a tool of some sort to, uh, scan it first for flaws." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x river" | ||
CF ] Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X RIVER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The river is dark and narrow, unpretentious, unhurried. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A tiny dust-colored frog sits at the water's edge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x frog" | ||
CF ] Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FROG | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The pebbled texture of is skin makes it look almost like a rock. It | ||
CF | stares back at you, smiling impassively. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I love how there's critters almost everywhere in this game." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Bottom of the Canyon | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You can go south and east. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Canyon, East Side | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Canyon, East Side | ||
CF | The tracks from the east come to the edge of a huge gorge, and | ||
CF | continue west over a dilapidated, spiderlike bridge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | On the north side of the tracks, a narrow path leads down into the | ||
CF | canyon. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Assay Office | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Assay Office | ||
CF | Railroad tracks run east and west past the dusty skeleton of a low | ||
CF | brick building. A faint path leads south through the scrubland. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x building" | ||
CF ] Assay Office | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BUILDING | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Two of the walls have fallen away; the roof is not in evidence. What | ||
CF | little remains inside has been reduced to rubble. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "enter it" | ||
CF ] Assay Office | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > ENTER IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There isn't enough building left for there to be an "inside." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search it" | ||
CF ] Assay Office | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You pull some debris to one side, and turn up a tarnished silver ring. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take ring" | ||
CF ] Assay Office | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE RING | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take the silver ring. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x it" | ||
CF ] Assay Office | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Yellow-brown tarnish covers the metal, but you recognize it easily as | ||
CF | silver. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "wear it" | ||
CF ] Assay Office | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > WEAR IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You put on the silver ring. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "rub it" | ||
CF ] Assay Office | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > RUB IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There are more pressing matters at hand. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > S | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Adit | ||
CF | In the hill to the west is the entrance to a mine. In the ground you | ||
CF | can see the suggestion of a track or path exiting the mine, turning | ||
CF | north, and continuing some distance across the landscape. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A leather journal lies at your feet, covered in yellow dust. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Hm." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take journal" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE JOURNAL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take the leather journal. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x it" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The book is closed with a little silver clasp. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open it" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open the leather journal. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x it" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The first page of the journal reads: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | This is the diary of Michael McKeever, a future millionaire. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I am not an educated man. I have never been accused of expertise in | ||
CF | any field. Some would go so far as to say that I am not even clever. | ||
CF | In place of any intellectual virtues, I have the gift of intuition. I | ||
CF | have been called lucky; that is not putting the right shade on it. A | ||
CF | lucky man reaches his hand out from his window to feel for rain, and a | ||
CF | goose passing overhead lays a golden egg that lands in his palm. An | ||
CF | intuitive man will reach out of the same window based on the | ||
CF | unjustifiable expectation that he will catch a golden egg. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | My intuition tells me that the Pilcrow silver mine is not as dried up | ||
CF | as the experts say. I will go there myself, and find the silver that | ||
CF | they missed. It will be a sight harder than simply reaching out a | ||
CF | window, but that's the sort of thing that doesn't happen twice. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There is more on the next page. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW asks, "ready for next page?" | |
Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "g" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > G | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You go on reading: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I have arrived in Pilcrow. There has been a bit of unpleasantness here | ||
CF | recently having to do with the murder of a local celebrity. The | ||
CF | tragedy is a boon to my personal dealings, as I am able to sniff | ||
CF | around the silver mine without arousing attention. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I bought a book that describes the principles and methods of mining, | ||
CF | and I paged through it on the train. The people back home who called | ||
CF | my plans "idiotic" will have to invent a new criticism, because now I | ||
CF | DO know the first thing about silver mining. I have made my camp in | ||
CF | the vicinity of the assay office, lately in disuse. I will avail | ||
CF | myself of whatever assay equipment remains. My book will tell me what | ||
CF | it all is, and how it all works. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There is more on the next page. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu asks, "That man's definition of lucky... needs work, I think?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "I wonder if the celeb was Loretta or not." | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > I WONDER IF THE CELEB WAS LORETTA OR NOT. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I only understood you as far as wanting to take inventory. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "g" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > G | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I only understood you as far as wanting to take inventory. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "read journal" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > READ JOURNAL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You go on reading: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | In the mine there is a huge pit, which my book calls a shaft. I have | ||
CF | climbed into a bucket of sorts and lowered myself into the pit by some | ||
CF | distance, as far as the light from above would reach. My intuition | ||
CF | tells me that what I seek is very deep in the ground—deeper than the | ||
CF | brave silver miners were willing to dig. I must be braver than those | ||
CF | men. And I must dig deeper than they dug. I will need some of the | ||
CF | things described in the book, torches and pickaxes and dynamite and | ||
CF | such. It would be easier to procure these things if I could have a | ||
CF | little bit of the silver first. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There is more on the next page. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "g" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > G | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You go on reading: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I have gone down deeper into the pit. My light failed me; for some | ||
CF | time, I was enveloped in absolute darkness. My sight was useless to | ||
CF | me—and by degrees all my other senses abandoned me, so that I could | ||
CF | not hear or smell anything nearby; I could not feel my surroundings | ||
CF | nor apprehend my own position. In those moments, one might say I did | ||
CF | not exist, or I existed only as a mind and its thoughts. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The illusion passed, and I carried myself back to the surface. I am | ||
CF | enjoying no success as a miner up to the present moment. Perhaps in | ||
CF | this case the virtue of intuition must be propped up with some degree | ||
CF | of hard work or patience. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There is more on the next page. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "That darkness bit reminds me strongly of the darkness bit in HHGG." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "g" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > G | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You go on reading: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Another journey into the earth. Another episode of total darkness. I | ||
CF | allowed the wraithlike state to prolong itself about me; I surrendered | ||
CF | my identity to the void, and became at one with nothingness. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | In that nameless abysm I perceived something—everything—the | ||
CF | totality | ||
CF | of space and time in all its dimensions and potentialities. I neither | ||
CF | saw nor felt, but knew all that there is to know. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mercifully, my senses returned to me, and the greater part of my | ||
CF | infinite knowledge was forgotten. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I believe strongly that I do not want to return to the pit. On the | ||
CF | other hand, I know that I will. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There is more on the next page. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "This is getting stranger by the page." | |
DavidW asks, "ready?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "The abyss stared back." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "g" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > G | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You go on reading: | ||
CF | | ||
CF | My intuition did bring me here, to this dying town, to this bottomless | ||
CF | mine. It did not intend for me to find a fortune in silver; it knew—I | ||
CF | knew, and now I know again—that I would find something more valuable | ||
CF | here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | When you discover this journal, Ebenezabeth, it will be 1922. You have | ||
CF | found a silver ring in the assay office, which in your time is a | ||
CF | crumbled ruin. The ring is not a necessity in your current quest to | ||
CF | assemble the Crown of Pearls; neither is the black pit of the silver | ||
CF | mine. You have found your own way in the universe, a gift that is | ||
CF | perhaps less a burden than my own. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You and I will not see each other face to face for some time. When we | ||
CF | do, we will require each other's help in defeating the Xaos Maleficus, | ||
CF | which will visit our reality in a form too terrible to describe here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | I will leave this notebook in a place where rain will never mar its | ||
CF | pages, where passersby will never interrupt its waiting. Until you | ||
CF | find this, Ebenezabeth, and until we meet, Ebenezabeth, I remain | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | find this, Ebenezabeth, and until we meet, Ebenezabeth, I | ||
CF | remainMICHAEL McKEEVER, | ||
CF | THE OMNISCIENT. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That is the end of the journal. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Huh." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "think" | ||
CF ] Adit | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > THINK | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take a moment to consider the situation. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Mine Shaft | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Mine Shaft | ||
CF | The tunnel only goes on horizontally for about twenty feet. Then it | ||
CF | goes straight down, into a deep pit of blackness. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The sunlight from the east doesn't carry very far, but you can see | ||
CF | where you're going thanks to a tin lantern overhead. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "SAVE" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cf4" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SAVE | ||
CF | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
CF ] Mine Shaft | ||
CF | > SAVEOk. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x pit" | ||
CF ] Mine Shaft | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PIT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You peer into the abyss. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x bucket" | ||
CF ] Mine Shaft | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BUCKET | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW asks, "Shall we look at this fire? Or go back to the bonfire and look there?" | |
DavidW asks, "Or return to the ship via the construction workers' torch?" | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Oh, right, that power." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "I guess I'm curious about that lantern." | ||
DavidW says, "We also have a pearl we can give to the fairies." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x lantern" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X LANTERN | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The light is faint, but the fire is ready. It knows where you need to | ||
CF | go, and it takes you away... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Windy Passage | ||
CF | go, and it takes you away... | ||
CF | Penzance - 1876 | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Windy Passage | ||
CF | This cavern is not entirely natural; parts of it were cut out of the | ||
CF | rock. A current of air rushes down the passage to the south and | ||
CF | through the tunnel to the west. The lantern hanging from the ceiling | ||
CF | sways in the wind. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The cave seems to continue to the east, but a massive wooden barricade | ||
CF | blocks the way. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x barricade" | ||
CF ] Windy Passage | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BARRICADE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Numerous planks are nailed into the rock and into each other, | ||
CF | preventing any passage to the east. The construction is cracked and | ||
CF | dusty enough to make you think it was built many years ago. But this | ||
CF | part of the cave is out of the path of the damp wind, and the wood has | ||
CF | remained relatively dry. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A message is painted on the planks. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "With a game world this big, it's hard to know where to make progress." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "read message" | ||
CF ] Windy Passage | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > READ MESSAGE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The script reads, with many curlicues and flourishes: "TURN BACK, | ||
CF | noble Pirate, and seek not to unbar this passage, nor delve deeper | ||
CF | into the Subterrene beyond; for the grotto outwith this threshold | ||
CF | bears a hideous CURSE, with which no self-preserving bandit of the | ||
CF | Seas ought flirt. Forswear, then, all exploratory impulse, and attend | ||
CF | instead to your piratical Duties and Chores." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I vote for shooting it with a fireball." | |
Knight_Otu says, "I read that as "Hey, don't steal my treasure"." | ||
DavidW says, "There might be another pearl in the treasure." | ||
DavidW says, "They can keep the rest." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Sure." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "focus" | ||
CF ] Windy Passage | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > FOCUS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You close your eyes. You squeeze your revolver. Warmth spreads through | ||
CF | your body, into the gun—the heat of Venusian storms, the heat of a | ||
CF | newborn diamond— | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open your eyes. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot barricade" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SHOOT BARRICADE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You point your revolver and fire a burning bullet into the barricade. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The wood catches easily. The painted letters are swallowed by flames, | ||
CF | and then the whole construction goes up in a brilliant flash of light. | ||
CF | The ashes float toward you... | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Windy Passage | ||
CF | The ashes float toward you......and then fly past you, caught on the | ||
CF | current of the wind. Your gun cools down. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "hm. Hope the ashes aren't important somehow." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > E | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Cursed Cave | ||
CF | Gold coins, gold bars, rings and bracelets, mirrors and goblets, | ||
CF | sparkling gems and gleaming pearls litter the cavern floor, arranged | ||
CF | by miserly caprice into piles or stacks or pyramids. A skeleton rests | ||
CF | here, limbs splayed as if to embrace the entire hoard. Each bone is | ||
CF | swathed in tendrils of purple magic. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x skeleton" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SKELETON | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The curse's purple fingers hold the bones tight against the | ||
CF | gold-strewn floor. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x gold" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X GOLD | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (the revolver) | ||
CF | On one side of your revolver are engraved the words "For My Friend, | ||
CF | Ebenezabeth - Samuel Colt." On the other a gold rose is inlaid, next | ||
CF | to the inscription "Pius PP IX." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x treasure" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X TREASURE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | There is too much wealth here to take in. With each glance you notice | ||
CF | something new, something shiny, something precious. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search it" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | If what you need is here, it's one of those pearls. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to skeleton" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALK TO SKELETON | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That's not something you can talk to. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search it" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot it" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SHOOT IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That might be a bad idea. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "I have no idea what sort of magic is on the skeleton." | |
Knight_Otu says, "I suppose this is a "All Myths are True" type of setting." | ||
Knight_Otu says (to ClubFloyd), "x pearls" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PEARLS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (the cursed pearls) | ||
CF | Any of these pearls could be the one you need. But if that pearl is | ||
CF | here, it looks just like all the others. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "We have pirates, fairies, magic, talking dinosaurs,..." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Hm." | ||
DavidW says, "vampires, Poseidon." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Spaceships, it looks like." | ||
DavidW says, "yeah." | ||
DavidW says, "hm. I remember with the diamonds in that other game, we hit them and the fake diamonds were glass." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Oh, yeah." | ||
DavidW says, "I doubt it's the answer here, but we should at least try it." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "hit pearls" | ||
CF ] Cursed Cave | Knight_Otu says, "Not sure this treasure is fake though, just cursed." | |
CF | > | ||
CF | > HIT PEARLS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (the Pearl of Love) | ||
CF | If only it were that easy. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "right. We might need an anti-curse spell before anything else." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF ] Windy Passage | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Windy Passage | ||
CF | This cavern is not entirely natural; parts of it were cut out of the | ||
CF | rock. A current of air rushes down the passage to the south and | ||
CF | through the tunnel to the west. The lantern hanging from the ceiling | ||
CF | sways in the wind. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The blockade is gone, and the way to the east is open as well. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW asks, "South or west?" | |
DavidW asks, "If we turn into a mouse first, might be more safe?" | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "West?" | ||
Knight_Otu asks, "Maybe?" | ||
DavidW says, "Or if we stay as a girl, we might learn something that way too." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > W | ||
CF | | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Pirate Lair | ||
CF | Bedrolls are laid out across the cave floor. Their occupants are | ||
CF | pirates, with scarred and bearded faces—but all of their eyes are | ||
CF | closed, their expressions peaceful. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A maid is tiptoeing from pirate to pirate, making sure each one is | ||
CF | tucked in. When she sees you, she stifles a shriek. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "What are you doing here?" she hisses. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You need a moment to come up with an answer to that. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | You need a moment to come up with an answer to that.The maid can't | ||
CF | wait that long. She grabs you by the shoulders and stuffs you in a | ||
CF | shed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Supply Shed | ||
CF | Barrels, lockboxes, crates, and chests of drawers are in a state of | ||
CF | considerable disarray. The way out is north. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "What was that?" asks a gruff, sleepy voice outside. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | "What was that?" asks a gruff, sleepy voice outside."It was... a | ||
CF | prospective pirate!" the maid explains. "A would-be member of your | ||
CF | fearsome band. I guided him to the equipment shed so that he could | ||
CF | pick out a uniform." | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | pick out a uniform.""Why, Ruth! I should think that was a trifle | ||
CF | premature of you. But I have never been given cause to doubt your | ||
CF | judgment in the past. I will give the applicant some time to make | ||
CF | himself presentable, and then I will judge for myself whether he | ||
CF | merits a position among the famous Pirates of Penzance." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "Gilbert and Sullivan pirates?!" | |
DavidW says, "I hope we don't have to sing about never saying the big big D." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x barrels" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BARRELS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | In the barrels are some carded wool, some raw cotton, and some | ||
CF | fourpenny nails. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x lockboxes" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X LOCKBOXES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Which do you mean, the rusty lockbox or the heavy lockbox? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "I get the impression that Ruth knows us." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x rusty" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X RUSTY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | This lockbox has seen some salt water. It is closed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open it" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The rusty lockbox seems to be locked. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open heavy lockbox" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN HEAVY LOCKBOX | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The heavy lockbox seems to be locked. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "xl" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > XL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | That's not a verb I recognize. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > L | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Supply Shed | ||
CF | Barrels, lockboxes, crates, and chests of drawers are in a state of | ||
CF | considerable disarray. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x crates" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CRATES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Which do you mean, the tall crate or the small crate? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "tall" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TALL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A tallish crate. The lid is closed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open it" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open the tall crate, revealing a leather belt, a puffy shirt, and | ||
CF | an eyepatch. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open small crate" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN SMALL CRATE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open the small crate, revealing a sun hat, a top hat, a floppy | ||
CF | hat, and a bonnet. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x floppy hat" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X FLOPPY HAT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A shapeless felt cap. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > L | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Supply Shed | ||
CF | Barrels, lockboxes, crates, and chests of drawers are in a state of | ||
CF | considerable disarray. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x chests" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CHESTS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You look over the nearest chest of drawers: The top drawer is closed. | ||
CF | The middle drawer is closed. The bottom drawer is closed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open top" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN TOP | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Which do you mean, the top hat or the top drawer? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "drawer" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > DRAWER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open the top drawer, revealing a diamond necklace, a paisley | ||
CF | scarf, a checked scarf, a cream-colored scarf, and a ribbon. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open middle drawer" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN MIDDLE DRAWER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open the middle drawer, revealing a skeletonic key. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take key" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE KEY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take the skeletonic key. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open bottom drawer" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN BOTTOM DRAWER | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open the bottom drawer, revealing a broken porcelain doll and a | ||
CF | tiny shoe. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x doll" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X DOLL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Half of the doll's face is missing. Its single eye stares up at you | ||
CF | blankly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu asks, "skeleton*ic*?" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x key" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X KEY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The key is shorter than your little finger. The yellowed ivory is | ||
CF | carved so intricately as to make your eyes hurt. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A key like this can unlock anything—anything that is locked. You | ||
CF | don't | ||
CF | have time to wonder what it's doing in here. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x shoe" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SHOE | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A shoe for a small child. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take eyepatch" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE EYEPATCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take the eyepatch. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take shirt" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE SHIRT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take the puffy shirt. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x shirt" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SHIRT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | This linen shirt has a plunging neckline and a lot of frilly bits. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "wear it" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > WEAR IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You pull on the breezy shirt, feeling a bit immodest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "wear eyepatch" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > WEAR EYEPATCH | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You put on the eyepatch. The advantage this grants is difficult to | ||
CF | see. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "har har" | |
DavidW says, "er harr harr" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x hat" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X HAT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Which do you mean, the sun hat, the top hat, or the floppy hat? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "wear floppy hat" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > WEAR FLOPPY HAT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (first taking the floppy hat) | ||
CF | You take the floppy hat. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You stuff your hair into the floppy hat. It gives you a very tomboyish | ||
CF | look. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x scarf" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X SCARF | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Which do you mean, the paisley scarf, the checked scarf, or the | ||
CF | cream-colored scarf? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x cream" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CREAM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | An unadorned, luxurious silk scarf. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x checked" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CHECKED | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A somewhat threadbare red-and-white checked kerchief. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x paisley" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X PAISLEY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A fine tasseled scarf, covered in paisleys. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take cream" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE CREAM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take the cream-colored scarf. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "wear it" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > WEAR IT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take off your hat. You tie the scarf behind your head, around your | ||
CF | flaxen curls. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You put the hat back on. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "hm. Maybe no hat is better." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > L | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Supply Shed | ||
CF | Barrels, lockboxes, crates, and chests of drawers are in a state of | ||
CF | considerable disarray. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x barrels" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X BARRELS | ||
CF | | ||
CF | In the barrels are some carded wool, some raw cotton, and some | ||
CF | fourpenny nails. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x wool" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X WOOL | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Some fine grayish wool has been stuffed haphazardly into this barrel. | ||
CF | Wool doesn't normally come in barrels. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x cotton" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X COTTON | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The cotton in this barrel isn't completely processed. There are little | ||
CF | bits of plant matter in the fibers. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "unlock lockbox" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > UNLOCK LOCKBOX | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Which do you mean, the rusty lockbox or the heavy lockbox? | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "rusty" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > RUSTY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You unlock the rusty lockbox with the skeletonic key. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "unlock heavy" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > UNLOCK HEAVY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You unlock the heavy lockbox with the skeletonic key. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open rusty" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN RUSTY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open the rusty lockbox, revealing a pile of hair. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x hiar" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X HIAR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (You can't see that, or it's not implemented.) | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x hair" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X HAIR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (the pile of hair) | ||
CF | A handful of loose, yellowish hair. You recognize the short, wavy | ||
CF | fibers as belonging to some sort of animal. Probably a cat. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu blinks. | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "search hair" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SEARCH HAIR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (the pile of hair) | ||
CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "open heavy" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > OPEN HEAVY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You open the heavy lockbox, revealing a jar of honey, a jar of | ||
CF | cinnamon, and a jar of garlic powder. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x honey" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X HONEY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A glass jar full of honey. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x cinnamon" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CINNAMON | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A glass jar of ground cinnamon. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x garlic" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X GARLIC | ||
CF | | ||
CF | A glass jar of ground dried garlic. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "take garlic" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > TAKE GARLIC | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You take the jar of garlic powder. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "That might be helpful vs vampires." | |
Knight_Otu says, "Oh, yeah." | ||
DavidW says, "I can only guess at the other stuff being spell ingredients." | ||
keltena goes home. | DavidW says, "It's 4:30. We should see if our outfit passes then wrap up for today." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (first opening the shed door) | ||
CF | You try the door. It won't open. Someone is leaning against it. You | ||
CF | knock quietly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Ruth, the maid, opens the door a crack. She looks you over. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Her eyes immediately fall on your low-cut puffy shirt—apparently you | ||
CF | look as indecent as you feel. She bites her lip and slams the door on | ||
CF | you. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Is he ready?" asks the gruff voice. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Not as yet, I'm afraid. He's still puffing himself up a bit. The lad | ||
CF | is intent on making a strong first impression," Ruth explains. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "That is wise." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "remove shirt" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > REMOVE SHIRT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You remove the puffy shirt, and put back on your regular outfit. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "drop shirt" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > DROP SHIRT | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You put down the puffy shirt. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x me" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X ME | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You carry a revolver. You are wearing an eyepatch and a silver ring. | ||
CF | Your flaxen curls are hidden in a large, floppy hat. Your name is | ||
CF | Ebenezabeth Scrooge. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "x cream" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > X CREAM | ||
CF | | ||
CF | An unadorned, luxurious silk scarf. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (first opening the shed door) | ||
CF | You knock on the door again. Ruth opens it and peeks inside. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | She considers you carefully. She frowns. She is not satisfied. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Then she motions at her chin. She cranes her head this way and that, | ||
CF | so you can see all angles of her chin, the sides of her face. She | ||
CF | grabs at the air around her cheeks. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Then she closes the door. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "May I see the applicant?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "No, no, no," Ruth says. "I told him he ought to take his time | ||
CF | perfecting his look. I'm sure you would prefer to assess the young man | ||
CF | in the full force of his masculine vigor." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Quite so." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "We need a beard." | |
DavidW says, "We need a beard." | ||
DavidW asks, "Honey + hair?" | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "wear honey" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > WEAR HONEY | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (first taking the jar of honey) | ||
CF | You take the jar of honey. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You apply some honey to your chin, cheeks, and upper lip. You are very | ||
CF | sticky and uncomfortable—but you smell heavenly. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "Sounds like a plan. A sticky plan, but a plan." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "wear hair" | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > WEAR HAIR | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (the pile of hair) | ||
CF | (first taking the pile of hair) | ||
CF | You take the pile of hair. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You spread the hairs across your honey-covered face. It forms a | ||
CF | passable beard—but it feels incredibly gross. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | DavidW says, "my word" | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > N | ||
CF | | ||
CF | (first opening the shed door) | ||
CF | You knock on the door again. Ruth opens it and peeks inside. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | She looks you over. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You spread your arms and turn a bit so she can see all the angles. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | She appears satisfied, and waves you out of the shed. | Knight_Otu says, "I can only guess." | |
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | She appears satisfied, and waves you out of the shed."Ah! Finally!" a | ||
CF | gruff voice calls, and Ruth drags you bodily toward its owner, a | ||
CF | well-built pirate of especially imposing presence. He bites his lip as | ||
CF | you approach. He regards you skeptically. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "This is a young man?" he asks. "That is, is this—are you the young | ||
CF | man who seeks to join our ruthless coterie?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "He is," says Ruth. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Splendid, splendid! I am, as you will have guessed, the Pirate King, | ||
CF | administrator and foremost swashbuckler among the Pirates of Penzance. | ||
CF | What, may I ask, is your name?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Ruth squeezes your shoulder painfully. "His name is—" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | She cuts herself off. She looks around the cavern. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | She cuts herself off. She looks around the cavern."Thurston," you | ||
CF | offer, in the deepest voice you can manage. Ruth's grip loosens. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Quite a piratical name," says the Pirate King. "Tell me, Thurston: | ||
CF | Have you any experience in pillaging? Skulduggery?" | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | Have you any experience in pillaging? Skulduggery?" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Please answer yes or no.> | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "yes" | ||
CF | Please answer yes or no.> | ||
CF | > YES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "A little," you rasp. "I've plundered one or two ancient tombs." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "But never any living victims?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You shake your head. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | The Pirate King strokes his chin. "Well, we all start somewhere. Ah, | ||
CF | Frederic! Come here, my boy." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | He waves down a rosy-cheeked pirate, about your age. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | He waves down a rosy-cheeked pirate, about your age."Frederic is our | ||
CF | apprentice. Yonder Ruth is his former nursery-maid," the Pirate King | ||
CF | explains. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "She is a little more than that, I think," says Frederic. "When I am | ||
CF | out of my indentures, I intend—among other things—to marry her." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Even though she's twice your age," mutters the Pirate King. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | "Even though she's twice your age," mutters the Pirate King."Yes, even | ||
CF | so!" Frederic grasps Ruth's hand; she blushes. "She is the loveliest | ||
CF | woman I have ever laid eyes on—though I admit that, during my | ||
CF | apprenticeship, I have had little opportunity to lay eyes on other | ||
CF | women—if any." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | While Frederic and Ruth are having their moment, the Pirate King | ||
CF | raises his eyebrows at you, as if to say, You see what's going | ||
CF | on? | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Supply Shed | ||
CF | on? | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Please answer yes or no.> | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "yes" | ||
CF | Please answer yes or no.> | ||
CF | > YES | ||
CF | | ||
CF | You make a knowing "O" shape with your bearded lips. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | He turns: "Now, Frederic," he says, "I require your assistance. I | ||
CF | present to you Thurston, an up-and-coming buccaneer. Inspect him | ||
CF | closely." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Frederic leans toward you. He studies your shoulders. He studies your | ||
CF | face. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | face."Do you find anything objectionable about him?" asks the Pirate | ||
CF | King. "Anything questionable? Anything the least bit noteworthy?" | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Frederic frowns. He stares deeply into your eyes. He stares at your | ||
CF | beard. | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF | beard.Then he takes a step back. "No, not at all," he says. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Ruth practically falls over in relief. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "I quite agree," says the Pirate King. "Well, then, Thurston, I see no | ||
CF | reason not to accept your application..." | ||
DavidW pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
CF ] Pirate Lair | ||
CF | reason not to accept your application..."He scratches his chin, a | ||
CF | little embarrassed. "...Except that our only ship was recently wrecked | ||
CF | beyond repair, and we will have no opportunity to pursue any acts of | ||
CF | piracy for the foreseeable future. We will, of course, keep your | ||
CF | information on file." | ||
CF | | ||
CF | "Thank you very much, Your Majesty." You make a small curtsy—Ruth | ||
CF | elbows you—you bow instead. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Pirate Lair | ||
CF | The Pirate King, Frederic, and all the other pirates are awake now. | ||
CF | Ruth is watching you closely. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | Passages lead north and east. At the south end of the cavern is a | ||
CF | supply shed. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu says, "We made pirate rank." | |
DavidW says, "And we have a key that unlocks anything." | ||
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "save" | ||
CF | > | ||
CF | > SAVE | ||
CF | %% Enter a save filename to write: | Knight_Otu says, "Now watch there being no more locks." | |
DavidW says (to ClubFloyd), "cfmatchgirl4b" | ||
CF ] Pirate Lair | ||
CF | > SAVEOk. | ||
CF | | ||
CF | > | Knight_Otu exclaims, "Thanks for driving!" | |
DavidW says, "I think we should stop here for now. We're almost an hour over." | ||
DavidW says, "You're welcome." | ||
DavidW says, "I don't remember anything else locked at the moment, but I'm sure something will be locked elsewhere." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Good thing the time change is different between Europe and North America, or it'd be later here." | ||
DavidW says, "oh, wait, the temple. It was locked." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Right." | ||
DavidW says, "And there's still the bonfire to look at." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Such a strange power." | ||
DavidW says, "yeah" | ||
DavidW says, "Pyroteleportus" | ||
DavidW says, "And the fires seem sentient while porting us." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Now I'm wondering about looking at the sun." | ||
DavidW says, "yeah." | ||
DavidW says, "also, it seems we ought to have a supply of matches at all times if we have a power like this one." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Yeah. Especially considering our title." | ||
DavidW says, "Maybe there's a reason in the previous games explaining why we don't." | ||
Knight_Otu says, "Possibly." | ||
Knight_Otu exclaims, "But I ought to log off for the day. Good night, and thanks again!" | ||