  
ClubFloyd Transcript:
The idea behind ClubFloyd is that each
week at a pre-arranged time, a group of
people meet online to cooperatively play
a game of interactive fiction.
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ClubFloyd Transcript:
The idea behind ClubFloyd is that each
week at a pre-arranged time, a group of
people meet online to cooperatively play
a game of interactive fiction.
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ToyShop & Floyditorium
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#ClubFloyd Discussion
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| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "load sleepmask ecto2023blackdog" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Bonfire Night: The Black Dog | ||
| CF | An Interactive Fiction by Carter X Gwertzman | ||
| CF | Release 1 / Serial number 231105 / Inform 7 build 6M62 (I6/v6.33 lib | ||
| CF | 6/12N) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It is the night of the new moon, of the harvest, of the bonfire. You | ||
| CF | sit in the cellar, clutching your hour-candle tight, waiting for the | ||
| CF | moment you will give the town-- this crumbling, dying town-- new life. | ||
| CF | You had almost aged out of it (it always has to be a child), but they | ||
| CF | chose you in the end, and here you are. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Cellar | ||
| CF | The rough stone floor is cold against your feet. A thin wooden ladder | ||
| CF | leads up to a hatch above your head. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Shreds of rope lay discarded on the ground. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A carpenter's saw lies half-buried in the dust beneath the ladder. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Type HELP at any time to view a list of commands. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "Eep. Having flashbacks to that other creepy child sacrifice PC game." | |
| keltena asks, "Oh, which one?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Trying to recall the name..." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "It was very good, I just have a terrible memory." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, brb, grabbing a drink." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Lydia's Heart, Jim Aiken. I think that's what I'm thinking of." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "It's creepy and smarmy and worthwhile." | ||
| keltena says, "Thanks! Adding to my to-play list" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, huh: Jim Aiken has his own wikipedia page? Like, not IF wiki, actual wikipedia. Huh." | ||
| keltena says, "Huh." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to keltena), "If you get stuck, our transcript for that one is up on the site." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "We played it in 2021/" | ||
| keltena says, "Good to know!" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Anyway! On to THIS GAME" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x me" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X ME | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | As good-looking as ever. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "Right, yes. Should we view those commands?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > I | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You are carrying: | ||
| CF | a hour-candle (providing light) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x candle" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X CANDLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x hour-candle" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X HOUR-CANDLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The wick ends at midnight. They will come for you when it is dark. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x wick" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X WICK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "grr" | |
| keltena says, "Interesting." | ||
| Lancelot asks, "I guess a limited nuber of turns? do we know what time of day it is?" | ||
| keltena says, "I note they haven't actually specified *what* is supposed to happen to us" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "take saw" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE SAW | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Taken. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x saw" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X SAW | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | An old, jagged saw. You doubt they knew it was there. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "cut candle with saw" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CUT CANDLE WITH SAW | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "rope?" | |
| keltena asks, "I'm guessing it's a little past 11pm, if it's an hour candle and it ends at midnight?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "cut hour-candle with saw" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CUT HOUR-CANDLE WITH SAW | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I only understood you as far as wanting to cut the hour-candle. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says (to k), "yeah, that's my guess too" | |
| Lancelot says, "there was rope in here" | ||
| keltena asks, "it looks like we might have already cut ourself free, if the rope is in shreds?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "ah yes" | ||
| keltena says, "'shreds of rope lay discarded on the ground'" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x rope" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X ROPE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | They did not wish to break your skin, to damage their gift. So they | ||
| CF | tied you loose, and you wriggled free. Not that it'll do you much good | ||
| CF | when midnight arrives. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "u" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > U | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The hatch above you is barred from the other side. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "x hatch?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x hatch" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X HATCH | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You see nothing special about the hatch. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "well we have a saw...." | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "cut ladder" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > CUT LADDER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "And ladder--oh" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x ladder" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X LADDER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "bah" | |
| Lancelot says, "huh" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "So much for cutting the ladder." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "er, sawing it" | ||
| keltena says, "will it accept "thin wooden ladder", or no" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "help" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > HELP | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | This game is a parser-based text-adventure game wherein you type | ||
| CF | commands. Some common commands include EXAMINE, GO [DIRECTION], and | ||
| CF | TAKE. In this game, you may also wish to USE, PUSH, PULL, WEAR, and | ||
| CF | GIVE things. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "aww USE" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "use saw" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > USE SAW | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The hatch is metal - but the bar in front of it is made of wood. You | ||
| CF | slip the thin old saw through the cracks, and feel the hatch give way. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol" | |
| keltena says, "Oh, well, that works" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "cool" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "open hatch" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > OPEN HATCH | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It isn't something you can open. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "push hatch" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUSH HATCH | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It is fixed in place. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "Up, I suppose?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x hatch" | ||
| CF ] Cellar | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X HATCH | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You see nothing special about the hatch. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "u" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > U | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You burst through the hatch into the church, where the worshippers | ||
| CF | have long since left for the night's festivities. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Church | ||
| CF | Polished gothic stonework. Candlelight illuminates stained-glass | ||
| CF | windows. Saint Emmanuel gazes disapprovingly down at you. East is the | ||
| CF | back room of the church, and south is a double-door leading out. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A gilded casket rests atop the altar. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A smaller casket - the reliquary - is suspended from a rope high above | ||
| CF | the altar. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says (to keltena), "THANK YOU OMG" | |
| Jacqueline says, "The creepy sacrificers didn't even leave a guard? Idiots." | ||
| keltena says, "Idiots, or not wanting to be there when 'they' come, perhaps? :|a" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm, possible. That makes it creepier." | ||
| Lancelot says, "if we see any pentagram erase it before IT arrives lol" | ||
| keltena says, "I'm guessing we can't examine Emmanuel, but maybe we can look at the window?'" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x saint" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X SAINT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x window" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X WINDOW | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x emmanuel" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X EMMANUEL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says (to Lancelot), "or rewrite it to our liking!" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x casket" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X CASKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Dark oak wood, with gold trim around the corners. It's been carefully | ||
| CF | measured. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You should shove the fucking thing to the ground, see if it'll | ||
| CF | dent. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "...so, what's that gilded casket look like?" | |
| keltena says, "--Huh, that's interesting. Strong feelings." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "push casket" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUSH CASKET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The casket crashes loudly to the ground. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The doors to the church begin to creak open. Someone's coming. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "strong language" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "hide" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > HIDE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That's not a verb I recognise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "east?" | |
| keltena asks, "enter casket?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Church Backroom | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Church Backroom | ||
| CF | Crates and boxes are piled high here. A tall ladder leads up into the | ||
| CF | steeple. West, a small door leads back into the church proper. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A lever is set into the wall here. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You hear loud footsteps stepping towards the church. Someone must have | ||
| CF | heard the noise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "Either UP or PULL LEVER, imo?" | |
| Jacqueline clears the save counter. | keltena says, "(You know. If we want to mess around recklessly.)" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "SAVE" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "cf1" | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SAVE | ||
| CF | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
| CF ] Church Backroom | ||
| CF | > SAVEOk. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "pull lever" | ||
| CF ] Church Backroom | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PULL LEVER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The lever jerks upwards with a noisy snap. You see a rope rushing | ||
| CF | upwards, and hear something smash in the church to the west. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot asks, "pulling the lever lowers that thing in the church methink?" | |
| keltena says, "...Ah, that lowers the smaller casket" | ||
| Lancelot says, "righto" | ||
| keltena asks, "I wonder if, if we timed that right, we could drop it on whoever's coming for us?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "So, up seems bad, but so does going back into the church" | ||
| Lancelot says, "hmm yeah hit them with the thing" | ||
| keltena asks, "Would we rather wait here, or bite the bullet and look around?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "whats up" | ||
| keltena says (to Lancelot), "not much, what's up with you" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "ha" | ||
| keltena says, "(sorry)" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "u" | ||
| CF ] Steeple | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > U | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Steeple | ||
| CF | The highest point in the church - in the town. Below, a hatch leads | ||
| CF | down to the rest of the church. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can see the cornfields from here. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "lol" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x cornfields" | ||
| CF ] Steeple | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X CORNFIELDS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can dimly make out a path through the corn - west, north, south, | ||
| CF | west, and north again. Past that, you can see the forest, and the | ||
| CF | woodsman's cabin. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "Oh, directions." | |
| Jacqueline says, "oho. That sounds important." | ||
| Lancelot says, "ah we get some navigation tips" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "d" | ||
| CF ] Church Backroom | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > D | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Church Backroom | ||
| CF | Crates and boxes are piled high here. A tall ladder leads up into the | ||
| CF | steeple. West, a small door leads back into the church proper. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A lever is set into the wall here. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "w n s w n" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, I wrote them down." | ||
| keltena says, "Same" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I have a feeling we won't life to use them until next game, but ..." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > W | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Church | ||
| CF | Polished gothic stonework. Candlelight illuminates stained-glass | ||
| CF | windows. Saint Emmanuel gazes disapprovingly down at you. East is the | ||
| CF | back room of the church, and south is a double-door leading out. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A masked figure in dark robes lies slumped on the ground. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A gilded casket is sprawled unceremoniously on the floor. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A splintered pile of wood sits on the ground here. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh we hit him with it lol" | |
| keltena says, "Ha!" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh wow, did we actually succeed--yeah. haha" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Hooray for dumb luck." | ||
| keltena asks, "x figure?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "search wood" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SEARCH WOOD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You find nothing of interest. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x figure" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X FIGURE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Dressed in dark robes, faceless in a wooden mask. Unconscious on the | ||
| CF | floor, he looks almost harmless. The robes are almost your size. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "take robe" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE ROBE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You clumsily remove the robes from around his limp body. The raiments | ||
| CF | of the chosen are rough in your hands. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "Ooh. Take the robes and wear them!" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "wear robes" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > WEAR ROBES | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You put on the raiment. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "take mask" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE MASK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You clumsily remove the robes from around his limp body. The raiments | ||
| CF | of the chosen are rough in your hands. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yh" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Oh, huh. I think that's both." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > I | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You are carrying: | ||
| CF | a raiment | ||
| CF | a saw | ||
| CF | a hour-candle (providing light) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "I'm curious, if we examine him with the mask off, is he someone we know?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "wear raiment" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > WEAR RAIMENT | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You put on the raiment. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x figure" | ||
| CF ] Church | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X FIGURE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You've seen him around the town before, but you don't recognize him. | ||
| CF | He's bleeding from the head. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "Sucks to be him. Jerk." | |
| keltena says, "No kidding." | ||
| Lancelot says, "put a stake in him to make sure he does not ah well nvm" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
| CF ] Town Square | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > S | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Square | ||
| CF | Nearly midnight, with no moon. The town is empty - everyone's at the | ||
| CF | bonfire to the east. You can hear the celebration, see figures | ||
| CF | dancing, even from this far away. West, the road leads out to the | ||
| CF | fields. North, the church with its steeple looms tall. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "So yeah, it sounds like the lack of guards was just bad planning" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
| CF ] Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > W | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | The town fades away - buildings grow short and squat, stone turns to | ||
| CF | brick turns to wood. Civilization becomes firmer along the road to the | ||
| CF | east, and continues to disintegrate to the west. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
| CF ] Fields | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > W | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Fields | ||
| CF | You stand where the cornfields start. Almost-ripe stalks loom high | ||
| CF | above your head. A thin footpath leads west, into the corn. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
| CF ] Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > W | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | Cornstalks tower above you, blocking out light. It's just fields, in | ||
| CF | every direction. You'd better know where you're going. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
| CF ] Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > N | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | Cornstalks tower above you, blocking out light. It's just fields, in | ||
| CF | every direction. You'd better know where you're going. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
| CF ] Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > S | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | Cornstalks tower above you, blocking out light. It's just fields, in | ||
| CF | every direction. You'd better know where you're going. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
| CF ] Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > W | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | Cornstalks tower above you, blocking out light. It's just fields, in | ||
| CF | every direction. You'd better know where you're going. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
| CF ] Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > N | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | Out of the cornfields, at last. You stand at the threshold of woods | ||
| CF | and fields, outside the woodsman's cabin to the north. South is the | ||
| CF | impenetrable maze of corn, again. But you can probably find your way | ||
| CF | back. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yay" | |
| Jacqueline says, "That was a nice way to do a maze, I must say." | ||
| keltena says, "Yeah." | ||
| Lancelot says, "yeah definitely... (making notes for my own maze)" | ||
| keltena says, "Very intuitive and practical" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Or, should I say, that was a nice way to do a maize? Thank you, folks, I'll be here all night." | ||
| keltena says, "HEH." | ||
| Lancelot says, "HEH" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I appreciate those HEHs. They're about what I deserved." | ||
| keltena says, "You earned them!" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "So, is this woodsman to be trusted?" | ||
| Lancelot says, "+1" | ||
| keltena says, "I have my doubts about him, but he also seems like all we've got." | ||
| keltena says, "Maybe we'll be pleasantly surprised; if not... we're resourceful." | ||
| Lancelot says, "nowhere else to go..." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
| CF ] Woodsman's Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > N | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Woodsman's Cabin | ||
| CF | One-room cabin. The floorboards creak, but no one's there to hear | ||
| CF | them. The exit is south. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A hunting rifle is mounted on the wall, above the fireplace. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A small bottle of laudanum rests on a table. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh my goodness" | |
| Lancelot asks, "laudanum?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah, it's a drug." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Type of opium." | ||
| Lancelot says, "opium derivate according to googol" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "take all" | ||
| CF ] Woodsman's Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE ALL | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | rifle: Taken. | ||
| CF | laudanum: Taken. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x rifle" | ||
| CF ] Woodsman's Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X RIFLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A bolt-action hunting rifle. It's empty. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Your father wears a bullet around his neck, on a chain. Said it | ||
| CF | was a reminder. Looking down the barrel, you wonder if it would | ||
| CF | fit. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "Empty. Darn." | |
| Lancelot says, "again some kind of hint..." | ||
| keltena asks, "What about the bottle?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, yeah, but our father isn't exactly here right now." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x bottle" | ||
| CF ] Woodsman's Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X BOTTLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A dark amber liquid. A smell like flowers and dirt. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "Anything interesting about the fireplace?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x fireplace" | ||
| CF ] Woodsman's Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X FIREPLACE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "Figures." | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "d" | ||
| CF ] Woodsman's Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > D | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't go that way. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "u" | ||
| CF ] Woodsman's Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > U | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't go that way. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "I guess they did say 'one room'" | |
| Lancelot asks, "x floorboards?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x floorboards" | ||
| CF ] Woodsman's Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X FLOORBOARDS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah well" | |
| Jacqueline asks, "Go... back to the townspeople?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I mean, we're free. We could just call it and flee into the woods, game. No need for bloody vengeance" | ||
| keltena says, "No harm in stepping outside, at least, I suppose" | ||
| keltena says, "I like the idea of fleeing into the woods!" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
| CF ] Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > S | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | Out of the cornfields, at last. You stand at the threshold of woods | ||
| CF | and fields, outside the woodsman's cabin to the north. South is the | ||
| CF | impenetrable maze of corn, again. But you can probably find your way | ||
| CF | back. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "I wonder when that bonfire happens." | |
| Jacqueline says, "I'm not getting the vibe that we have another option." | ||
| keltena says, "Yeah" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "It's happening now. People be dancing around it." | ||
| keltena says, "Right." | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "I guess we go check it out?" | ||
| keltena says, "I guess!" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "SAVE" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "cf2" | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SAVE | ||
| CF | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
| CF ] Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | > SAVEOk. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
| CF ] Fields | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > S | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Fields | ||
| CF | You stand where the cornfields start. Almost-ripe stalks loom high | ||
| CF | above your head. A thin footpath leads west, into the corn. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline asks, "Wait, *west*??" | |
| Lancelot says, "ah it shows the path now neat" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | Lancelot asks, "different path?" | |
| CF ] Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > W | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Inside the Cornfield | ||
| CF | Cornstalks tower above you, blocking out light. It's just fields, in | ||
| CF | every direction. You'd better know where you're going. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "I think we automatically went back through?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "OH" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] Fields | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Fields | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] Fields | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Fields | ||
| CF | You stand where the cornfields start. Almost-ripe stalks loom high | ||
| CF | above your head. A thin footpath leads west, into the corn. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "that is, I think it skipped the maze for us after the first time" | |
| Lancelot says, "ah les looks like" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | The town fades away - buildings grow short and squat, stone turns to | ||
| CF | brick turns to wood. Civilization becomes firmer along the road to the | ||
| CF | east, and continues to disintegrate to the west. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "east takes us back to" | |
| Lancelot says, "yep" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "yeah, okay" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Town Square | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Square | ||
| CF | Nearly midnight, with no moon. The town is empty - everyone's at the | ||
| CF | bonfire to the east. You can hear the celebration, see figures | ||
| CF | dancing, even from this far away. West, the road leads out to the | ||
| CF | fields. North, the church with its steeple looms tall. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Bonfire | ||
| CF | The whole town is here, all identical in their robes and their blank | ||
| CF | wooden masks. At the center, they dance around the fire - a churning, | ||
| CF | whirling thing, while in a small crowd to the north, others stand and | ||
| CF | talk and drink. The town empties to the west. East, a low road leads | ||
| CF | out of town. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Black Dog leads the dance, resplendent in his ivory mask and | ||
| CF | fervent gestures. You remember the feel of his hands on your shoulders | ||
| CF | when they tossed you in. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "Huh. Examine him?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Ah, the game title is here." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x dog" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X DOG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The master of the festival wears a white, heavy mask painted with a | ||
| CF | jackal's face and a man's smile. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "That's not creepy at all." | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x fire" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X FIRE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You remember being one of them. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "Ooh." | |
| keltena asks, "Should we try to just skip town like we'd hoped?" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "Yeah... Can we just keep going east?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] East Road | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | East Road | ||
| CF | A gravel path continues east out of town, up and down the rolling | ||
| CF | hillsides. As you walk, the bonfire becomes smaller and smaller, until | ||
| CF | it's hidden entirely behind a hill. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Ever Further | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Ever Further | ||
| CF | The town is behind you now. Just a little more, and you will see the | ||
| CF | lights of a city you have never visited, where they do not know your | ||
| CF | name and do not want you dead. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Ever Further | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Suddenly, a shadow twists upwards to block your path. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Black Dog towers above you, and the knife in his hand is long and | ||
| CF | sharp. "It's almost midnight," he hisses. "You aren't thinking of | ||
| CF | reneging on your duty?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "CRAP" | |
| keltena says, "Oh, good. That sounds like my kind of city" | ||
| keltena says, "--HEY" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "If it's possible to have a jump scare in an IF game, we just experienced one." | ||
| Lancelot says, "ouchie" | ||
| keltena says, "Hm. I wonder if we needed to ... find our father in the crowd and get the bullet, or something? :|a" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "OH" | ||
| keltena says (to Jacqueline), "It is definitely possible" | ||
| Lancelot says, "yeah he might be around" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "oh oh oh - we also still had the candle." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I'll bet that made us obvious." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I saved at the cabin." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Let me ditch the candle there and see if that helps." | ||
| keltena says, "(IMO, the format kind of makes the jump scares for you by making you personally hit enter to trigger whatever happens)" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "restore" | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > RESTORE | ||
| CF | %% Enter a save filename to read: | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "cf2" | ||
| CF ] Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | Ok. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "...very good point" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "drop hour-candle" | ||
| CF ] Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > DROP HOUR-CANDLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You don't dare. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena ( | |
| Jacqueline says, "WHAT" | ||
| keltena says, "...someday I will cease to be eyeless" | ||
| Jacqueline:) | ||
| keltena says, "put out hour-candle? extinguish? (Unlikely, but hey)" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, what the heck game." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "extinguish hour-candle" | ||
| CF ] Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > EXTINGUISH HOUR-CANDLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That's not a verb I recognise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "hey everyone I am carrying this candle to give my position away lol" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Hey everyone look at me I'm the sacrifice weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" | ||
| keltena says, "maybe we can just...give it away to someone. as... a gift. that won't obviously identify us. yeah." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Outside The Cabin | ||
| CF | Out of the cornfields, at last. You stand at the threshold of woods | ||
| CF | and fields, outside the woodsman's cabin to the north. South is the | ||
| CF | impenetrable maze of corn, again. But you can probably find your way | ||
| CF | back. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
| CF ] Fields | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > S | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Fields | ||
| CF | You stand where the cornfields start. Almost-ripe stalks loom high | ||
| CF | above your head. A thin footpath leads west, into the corn. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says, "e" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | The town fades away - buildings grow short and squat, stone turns to | ||
| CF | brick turns to wood. Civilization becomes firmer along the road to the | ||
| CF | east, and continues to disintegrate to the west. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Town Square | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Square | ||
| CF | Nearly midnight, with no moon. The town is empty - everyone's at the | ||
| CF | bonfire to the east. You can hear the celebration, see figures | ||
| CF | dancing, even from this far away. West, the road leads out to the | ||
| CF | fields. North, the church with its steeple looms tall. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Bonfire | ||
| CF | The whole town is here, all identical in their robes and their blank | ||
| CF | wooden masks. At the center, they dance around the fire - a churning, | ||
| CF | whirling thing, while in a small crowd to the north, others stand and | ||
| CF | talk and drink. The town empties to the west. East, a low road leads | ||
| CF | out of town. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Black Dog leads the dance, resplendent in his ivory mask and | ||
| CF | fervent gestures. You remember the feel of his hands on your shoulders | ||
| CF | when they tossed you in. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "put candle in fire" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT CANDLE IN FIRE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "put hour-candle in fire" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT HOUR-CANDLE IN FIRE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That can't contain things. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "give hour-candle to dog" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > GIVE HOUR-CANDLE TO DOG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Black Dog doesn't seem interested. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "Sure he doesn't." | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "n" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > N | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | In contrast to the whirling mayhem at the heart of the festival, the | ||
| CF | crowd here seems almost awkward. People hiding their faces slipping | ||
| CF | drinks under their masks, chatting quietly amongst themselves as if | ||
| CF | afraid to speak above a whisper. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | One of the celebrants is your father. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A long table of kegs and glasses, draped in dark tablecloth, is set up | ||
| CF | at the back. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "stick it up his ass" | |
| Lancelot says, "aha" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "heh" | ||
| keltena says, "I appreciate the idea that he just stands there like 'no, don't bother me until later when we kill you'" | ||
| keltena says, "completely unconcerned" | ||
| Lancelot says, "so that message was indeed a hint" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Anyway, there's dad." | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "speak to dad" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SPEAK TO DAD | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | I didn't understand that sentence. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "listen to dad?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x father" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X FATHER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | His gait, his tired voice - this is your father. Right now, he is | ||
| CF | speaking to another masked figure who is not your mother, and he is | ||
| CF | saying-- would you like to know what he is saying? | keltena says, "Definitely." | |
| Lancelot says, "I guess we had to visit the cabin just so we could get the gun and get the tip about the bullet" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "yes" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | saying-- would you like to know what he is saying? | ||
| CF | > YES | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | He is saying that he's glad it was you, the weak child, sick child. | ||
| CF | He's glad it was you and not your brother. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | And then he says he'd like something else to drink, won't someone | ||
| CF | pour him a glass? | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "take bullet" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE BULLET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | It's fastened to a chain around his neck. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That seems to belong to your Father. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "Sure we will, Dad :) Thanks for nothing, Dad :)" | |
| Lancelot asks, "ah we have a drink?" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "get drink" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > GET DRINK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That's fixed in place. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "I think he could use a stronger drink, personally" | |
| Lancelot says, "that bottle" | ||
| keltena asks, "pour laudanum in drink?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "oh, fair" | ||
| Lancelot says, "yeah make him sleep" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > I | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You are carrying: | ||
| CF | a laudanum | ||
| CF | a rifle | ||
| CF | a raiment (being worn) | ||
| CF | a saw | ||
| CF | a hour-candle (providing light) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "pour drink" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > POUR DRINK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | That's not a verb I recognise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "oh no bottle" | |
| Lancelot says, "sorry lost that part" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "We have the bottle" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "l" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > L | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | In contrast to the whirling mayhem at the heart of the festival, the | ||
| CF | crowd here seems almost awkward. People hiding their faces slipping | ||
| CF | drinks under their masks, chatting quietly amongst themselves as if | ||
| CF | afraid to speak above a whisper. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | One of the celebrants is your father. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | A long table of kegs and glasses, draped in dark tablecloth, is set up | ||
| CF | at the back. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "We just decided laudanum should be a countable noun. Which, you know, fair" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "take glass" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You take a glass and fill it up with foul, bitter liquid. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "put laudanum in glass" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT LAUDANUM IN GLASS | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | (the brew) | ||
| CF | You pour the bottle into the half-empty glass. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "ah and asdd some" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "i" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > I | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You are carrying: | ||
| CF | a brew | ||
| CF | a laudanum | ||
| CF | a rifle | ||
| CF | a raiment (being worn) | ||
| CF | a saw | ||
| CF | a hour-candle (providing light) | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "put laudanum in brew" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > PUT LAUDANUM IN BREW | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You pour the bottle into the half-empty glass. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "oh okay" | |
| Lancelot says, "nice" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "give brew to father" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > GIVE BREW TO FATHER | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | He slips his mask aside and tosses it down with barely an effort. | ||
| CF | "Tasted a bit funny," he says absently. "Something in the mash this | ||
| CF | year? Or maybe-" He doesn't get to finish the sentence before he | ||
| CF | lurches towards you, passing out. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You lever his unconscious body onto a nearby bench. He had too much to | ||
| CF | drink, nothing more. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yesss" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "take bullet" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE BULLET | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You take the bullet. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "load rifle" | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > LOAD RIFLE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The bullet fits neatly in the chamber. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "Like how I'm just doing this in front of everyone" | |
| Lancelot says, "all drunk" | ||
| keltena says, "I get the impression they're all just kind of trying to pretend they don't see" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Should we just murder the dog at the fire? I don't think we get a turn when he confronts us outside of town" | ||
| keltena says, "In the same way they're all just kind of trying to pretend they're not murdering a child" | ||
| Lancelot says, "just save and shoot" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "SAVE" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "cf3" | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SAVE | ||
| CF | %% Enter a save filename to write: | ||
| CF ] Silent Celebrants | ||
| CF | > SAVEOk. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "s" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > S | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Bonfire | ||
| CF | The whole town is here, all identical in their robes and their blank | ||
| CF | wooden masks. At the center, they dance around the fire - a churning, | ||
| CF | whirling thing, while in a small crowd to the north, others stand and | ||
| CF | talk and drink. The town empties to the west. East, a low road leads | ||
| CF | out of town. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Black Dog leads the dance, resplendent in his ivory mask and | ||
| CF | fervent gestures. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "and reload if it fails :D" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot dog" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SHOOT DOG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Not with all these people around. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks (of Jacqueline), "I don't think we waited to see how fast he killed us before reloading, did we?" | |
| Jacqueline says, "okay" | ||
| Lancelot says, "okay then e first" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
| CF ] Town Square | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > W | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Square | ||
| CF | Nearly midnight, with no moon. The town is empty - everyone's at the | ||
| CF | bonfire to the east. You can hear the celebration, see figures | ||
| CF | dancing, even from this far away. West, the road leads out to the | ||
| CF | fields. North, the church with its steeple looms tall. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
| CF ] Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > W | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | The town fades away - buildings grow short and squat, stone turns to | ||
| CF | brick turns to wood. Civilization becomes firmer along the road to the | ||
| CF | east, and continues to disintegrate to the west. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "w" | ||
| CF ] Fields | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > W | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Fields | ||
| CF | You stand where the cornfields start. Almost-ripe stalks loom high | ||
| CF | above your head. A thin footpath leads west, into the corn. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Jacqueline says, "oh wait" | |
| Lancelot says, "e" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "wrong leaving town" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Outskirts | ||
| CF | The town fades away - buildings grow short and squat, stone turns to | ||
| CF | brick turns to wood. Civilization becomes firmer along the road to the | ||
| CF | east, and continues to disintegrate to the west. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Town Square | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Town Square | ||
| CF | Nearly midnight, with no moon. The town is empty - everyone's at the | ||
| CF | bonfire to the east. You can hear the celebration, see figures | ||
| CF | dancing, even from this far away. West, the road leads out to the | ||
| CF | fields. North, the church with its steeple looms tall. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Bonfire | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Bonfire | ||
| CF | The whole town is here, all identical in their robes and their blank | ||
| CF | wooden masks. At the center, they dance around the fire - a churning, | ||
| CF | whirling thing, while in a small crowd to the north, others stand and | ||
| CF | talk and drink. The town empties to the west. East, a low road leads | ||
| CF | out of town. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Black Dog leads the dance, resplendent in his ivory mask and | ||
| CF | fervent gestures. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] East Road | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | East Road | ||
| CF | A gravel path continues east out of town, up and down the rolling | ||
| CF | hillsides. As you walk, the bonfire becomes smaller and smaller, until | ||
| CF | it's hidden entirely behind a hill. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Ever Further | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Ever Further | ||
| CF | The town is behind you now. Just a little more, and you will see the | ||
| CF | lights of a city you have never visited, where they do not know your | ||
| CF | name and do not want you dead. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Ever Further | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Suddenly, a shadow twists upwards to block your path. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The Black Dog towers above you, and the knife in his hand is long and | ||
| CF | sharp. "It's almost midnight," he hisses. "You aren't thinking of | ||
| CF | reneging on your duty?" | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "shoot dog" | ||
| CF ] Ever Further | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > SHOOT DOG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Your bullet finds its home somewhere in his robes, and he collapses. | ||
| CF | You see no blood against the dark cloth. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "remove mask" | ||
| CF ] Ever Further | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > REMOVE MASK | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You take off the raiment. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena asks, "Grab the knife, just in case he's not out?" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "undo" | ||
| CF ] Ever Further | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > UNDO | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Ever Further | ||
| CF | [Previous turn undone.] | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "yeah" | |
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "take knife" | ||
| CF ] Ever Further | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > TAKE KNIFE | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | You can't see any such thing. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | keltena says, "Oh, good" | |
| keltena says, "x him, I suppose" | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "x dog" | ||
| CF ] Ever Further | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > X DOG | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The master of the festival is dead and inert. They won't get you | ||
| CF | tonight. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | > | ||
| Jacqueline says (to ClubFloyd), "e" | ||
| CF ] Escape | ||
| CF | > | ||
| CF | > E | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | The bonfire is behind you. The Black Dog is behind you. Five hundred | ||
| CF | people who wanted you dead for the sake of their harvest, all are | ||
| CF | behind you. Where you are going, you aren't sure, but every step you | ||
| CF | take away from town fills you with a warm certainty as the sun begins | ||
| CF | to rise. | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | *** You were not eaten by grues. *** | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | | ||
| CF | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last | ||
| CF | command? | ||
| CF | > | Lancelot says, "okay thats it" | |
| Jacqueline says, "Yay us" | ||
| Lancelot says, "small game not but too bad, could use some missing imps for scenery though" | ||
| keltena says, "...ah. Is *that* why they locked us in a dark room with strictly limited candlelight." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah. And synonyms." | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Why candle wasn't a synonym for hour-candle..." | ||
| keltena says, "Yeah, that was awkward." | ||
| keltena says, "Speed IF, I guess" | ||
| Jacqueline asks, "Is it a speed IF?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "I feel like some people start on these way ahead, but maybe not." | ||
| keltena says, "Yeah. Petite Mort entry." | ||
| keltena asks, "4 hours, I think?" | ||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh ah yeah" | ||
