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| Toyshop and Floyditorium | ||||
| Bulging toychests make this a child's (or child-at-heart's) dream. Play all day, play all night. A small booth has been erected and is staffed by a friendly robot. The sign over it says, "INFOKOM GAMEZ 5 cents". A small notice on the door reads, "PLEASE RETURN TOYS TO THIS ROOM WHEN YOU'RE DONE WITH THEM." | ||||
| You can see: green button, banana machine, faucets, toy catalogue, a crystal ball, cuddly walrus, clicker, cloak, tic-tac-toe, thermometer, yellow button, waldo whisper object, checkers board, Werewolf rules, bunny burger, signaling device, Mike Tyson, IF Programmer Barbie, IF FLOYD'S DOWN, TELL JOTA -- OR ELSE HE WON'T KNOW, Gak, Autohugger, Photocopier, basketball, midterm monster, frobozz magic dispenser, fun shiny toy, madlibs, orange, jukebox, FREE DONUTS machine, long-stemmed red rose, dfan's quest, miniature ifMUD, Pun Police Whistle, orange door, monkey guru, mind chess, the 'hey there, playerfish!' cube, apple, a zorkmid, storyharp, ClubFloyd Suggestions, save button, specimen jar, soda reading 'Don't drink me!', Gene Ray, jellybean, Best of Speed?, ClubFloyd Suggested Games List | ||||
| Players: Waldo, Floyd, JayBot | ||||
| Visible Exits: northeast (to the Lounge) | ||||
| Jacqueline arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| Jacqueline hollers, "ClubFloyd in just over ten minutes, at the top of the hour! We'll be playing the new updated release of She's Got a Thing for a Spring." | ||||
| maga arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| McMartin arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| DavidW arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| McMartin signed Best of Speed?. | ||||
| DavidW says, "heh Tower of Beef. Amusing, yes. Best? I don't think so." | ||||
| McMartin says, "Those are the ones that sprang immediately to mind, anyway" | ||||
| McMartin says, "Most of the best-of are actually really long." | ||||
| inky arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| Jota arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| DavidW says, "Which one is Fluid of Life again? I'm starting to fail at remembering them all." | ||||
| McMartin says, "Fluid of Life is the one with the best description of homeopathic remedies I have ever read" | ||||
| McMartin says, "There is also something to be said for Zymurgy, I suppose, but I don't remember if that one is actually playable" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I is" | ||||
| DavidW says, "it is" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Zymurgy is cruel, though." | ||||
| Skhye arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| McMartin says, "I also have a soft spot for Toeing the Line, but that has more to do with the Phlogiston-powered Combat Bumbershoot Of Doom" | ||||
| inky says, "there was that famous one Miseri wrote back in the day" | ||||
| McMartin says, "Hmmm." | ||||
| radix arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| McMartin signed Best of Speed?. | * radix has joined the channel. | |||
| inky signed Best of Speed?. | ||||
| DavidW says, "yay Coffins" | ||||
| McMartin says, "Hm. I remember generally enjoying SpeedIF Neologism but I can't actually remember whether any of the games were any good" | ||||
| maga says (to McMartin), "Yellow Dog Running won't work on Floyd, sadly; it uses a conversation-options window" | ||||
| Taleslinger arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Okay, we'll be starting now. Please keep your comments on the #clubfloyd channel and refrain from signing objects until we're done playing, just to keep the transcript cleaner. If you're not on the channel, just type @joinc #clubfloyd" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "load spring" | ||||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | There is nothing on this planet more pleasant Floyd | than an outdoor bath in a 104 degree pool. Floyd | Steam surrounds you in an ethereal massage. Floyd | Tufa deposits line the steep walls behind you Floyd | and brilliant green algae decorate the rock where Floyd | the spring trickles in. Floyd | A few bubbles and a small current Floyd | rise from the depths... Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | S H E ' S G O T A T H I N G F O R A S P R I N G Floyd | An Interactive Dip in a Hot Spring Floyd | Brent VanFossen, (C) 1997 - 2008 Floyd | Floyd | Fourth place winner, 1997 Interactive Fiction Competition Floyd | XYZZY Award winner for best Non-Player Character, 1997 Floyd | Floyd | [Press "s" to Skip the intro, "a" to read About the game, Floyd | or any other key to begin.] | inky says, "ok, we're starting now" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "a" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | inky says, "oops, menu" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Ugh. Menus." | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | "She's Got a Thing for a Spring" is a short story, and you are the Floyd | protagonist. It begins with a short section of text, followed by a Floyd | prompt where you are invited to type your instructions to the main Floyd | character in plain English. The game understands about 140 common Floyd | verbs, and has a vocabulary of more than 1200 words. See the next Floyd | topic for Instructions for Playing. The game will try to understand Floyd | what you have typed, and the story progresses as the game reacts to Floyd | your input. Floyd | Floyd | The goal is simple. Have fun. Experiment. The author has made an Floyd | effort to anticipate the reasonable inputs of the player, and some Floyd | that are not so reasonable. The game should react with an appropriate Floyd | response or action to whatever you type, or will ask you for Floyd | clarification. Floyd | Floyd | This game was written in a language called Inform, which was created Floyd | by Graham Nelson. It was compiled into a format which can be run on Floyd | any of a dozen different computer platforms using an interpreter Floyd | specific to the machine. The various interpreters and Graham's Floyd | excellent compiler and library can be found on the Interactive Fiction Floyd | Archive, at http://ifarchive.org or ftp://ftp.ifarchive.org . There Floyd | are many other games similar to this one available at the same Floyd | locations. Anyone interested in discussing game design and theory Floyd | should check out the newsgroup rec.arts.int-fiction (RAIF). Those Floyd | interested in discussing games and hints should find Floyd | rec.games.int-fiction (RGIF) more to their liking. Floyd | Floyd | This game was created as a birthday gift for Lorelle, the author's Floyd | wife, and her love of hot springs was the inspiration for the story. Floyd | The creatures that inhabit the game are those that Brent and Lorelle Floyd | have had the pleasure of watching, and many of the situations in the Floyd | game come from real experiences. Even the main character, Bob, is Floyd | based to some extent on real people from the real world, although the Floyd | specific details are pure fiction. Floyd | Floyd | "She's Got a Thing for a Spring" won 4th place in the 1997 Interactive Floyd | Fiction Competition. It was nominated for four XYZZY awards in 1997: Floyd | Best Writing, Best Setting, Best NPCs, and Best Individual NPC. It won Floyd | the award for Best Individual NPC, Bob. Floyd | Floyd | Enjoy this game. It is completely free, and may be distributed Floyd | unchanged in any format. No profit may be derived from the Floyd | distribution except for a nominal fee for the duplication of the Floyd | program. Any commercial use requires the written consent of the Floyd | author. As the game is free, it carries no warranty whatsoever. This Floyd | program and its output are Copyright 1997-2008 Brent VanFossen. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | ||||
| Jota pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | > Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | > Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The author has made an attempt to simplify conversing with NPCs (non Floyd | player characters). Specifically, the game remembers who is the Floyd | current target of your conversations, and also what the last type of Floyd | command to that npc was. Then, for future conversations, that Floyd | information does not have to be typed again. This should simplify and Floyd | streamline the tedium of typing and allow the player to concentrate on Floyd | what is being asked or said. For example: Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here. Floyd | Floyd | >ask bob about cabin Floyd | "I love my cabin," Bob says to you, adjusting the photograph. "I've Floyd | lived here for a couple of years." Floyd | Floyd | >photograph Floyd | "This old picture?" he smiles. "That's my mother and her sisters." Floyd | Floyd | >i Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | an invitation to a party Floyd | a fake fur hat Floyd | Floyd | >show the invitation to Bob Floyd | "I wouldn't miss that if I were you," he says with a wink. Floyd | Floyd | >hat Floyd | "You might put that on, my dear," he says with concern. "The wind's Floyd | blowing, and you should keep warm." Floyd | Floyd | Suddenly, Bob turns toward the cabin. "Would you like something to Floyd | eat?" he asks you. Floyd | Floyd | >yes Floyd | "Great! Follow me inside, we'll have lunch," he says as he disappears Floyd | into the cabin. Floyd | Floyd | As in the last command, any statement that is not recognized by the Floyd | game as a valid verb is interpreted to be a statement to the npc, if Floyd | he's present. Some verbs (like yes) also work this way. So the player Floyd | can simply type "yes" instead of "say yes to Bob", although that will Floyd | also work. There is a meta command "npc" which will tell you, the Floyd | player, what the game remembers as the current npc and the current Floyd | verb type. At the end of the previous command, if you type: Floyd | Floyd | >npc Floyd | The current npc is Bob. Floyd | The current verb type is 'show'. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | This was an experiment in an attempt to simplify NPC conversations. Floyd | The author would appreciate any comments. Did this work? Was it Floyd | confusing? How could it be improved? Please email Brent VanFossen Floyd | at: brentvanfossen@hotmail.com Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | DavidW says, "So, this is a recent release of a game from 1997?! Goodness." | |||
| inky says, "yeah" | ||||
| inky asks, "did any of these menu items say why he re-released it?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "And once again, I completely forgot to contact the author beforehand. I need to start making that part of my ritual for prepping for ClubFloyd." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Maybe in that 'Revisions' menuitem." | ||||
| Jota pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | > Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | > About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | > Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | > Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | > Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Release 2, 3, and 4: Floyd | Floyd | Release 2 was only available on the CU Amiga Covermount CDrom Floyd | published in 1998. Release 3 quite possibly never escaped the author's Floyd | computer. Floyd | Floyd | This is a list of the changes that have been made to the program since Floyd | its first appearance in the 1997 IF Competition. I'm sure there are Floyd | other differences that I've forgotten. Thanks again to all who Floyd | commented or sent bug reports. I believe I have fixed all the known Floyd | bugs and implemented almost all of the suggestions. The list serves as Floyd | a rough chronology of the revision process. Floyd | Floyd | Since it's impossible to list changes to a work without revealing some Floyd | of the details of that work, Floyd | Floyd | SPOILERS FOLLOW Floyd | [Press "Q" to avoid spoilers] Floyd | | DavidW says, "We probably should avoid spoilers for now." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | ||||
| Jota pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = previous Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd | Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | > Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | inky says, "yeah" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Yeah." | ||||
| inky says, "ok, well, I guess we can start playing" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Let's look at the end." | ||||
| inky says, "and come back to this later" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | "This is it!" he says as he dodges the last pothole and brings the Floyd | truck to a stop. After twenty miles of the worst washboard road the Floyd | country has to offer, you're just happy to have arrived. Floyd | Floyd | You place your sandaled feet on solid ground and take a deep breath. Floyd | The smells of autumn are at once sweet and earthy and full of the Floyd | aroma of moisture and living things. A cool breeze blows in your face, Floyd | soft and gentle. What a nice change, what a welcome relief from the Floyd | tension and hustle of all you've left behind this weekend. It's just Floyd | you and your husband, as he promised over a month ago. Floyd | Floyd | You look around. What passes for the road you just traveled ends Floyd | abruptly here. Over the last hour, bad asphalt gave way to gravel, Floyd | which gave way, in turn, to the rutted two-track you see beside you. Floyd | Ahead, the ruts continue, but it'll be on foot if you're to go any Floyd | further. The old beater truck stands here, engine off but still Floyd | ticking from the trip. Your husband closes the driver's door and comes Floyd | around the rear to join you. Floyd | Floyd | "How's my pretty lady?" he asks as he wraps his arms around you and Floyd | places a kiss on your cheek from behind. "Tired, huh? Come on. Let's Floyd | get the stuff. We'll be able to relax better once the tent's up." Floyd | Floyd | He takes the two packs from the back of the truck and helps you into Floyd | yours, then leads the way through the brush to the north. You roll up Floyd | on the balls of your feet and give your pack a nudge, then pull the Floyd | waist strap tight. Without looking back, you follow. Floyd | Floyd | That was last night, and you hiked a short trail to a campsite off in Floyd | the woods. Together you set up the tent, fixed a quick dinner, and Floyd | fell asleep in each other's arms... Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | You wake with a start, something's missing, and you notice the Floyd | sleeping bag is empty beside you. On his pillow is a handwritten note, Floyd | which you collect. He must have crawled out early, as the sky is only Floyd | now beginning to lighten. Floyd | Floyd | You dress quickly, slip out of the tent, and follow the trail to the Floyd | east. Floyd | | DavidW says, "No prompt, so I guess hit one of those green or yellow buttons." | |||
| Jota pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | SHE'S GOT A THING FOR A SPRING Floyd | An Interactive Dip in a Hot Spring Floyd | Copyright (C) 1997-2008 Brent VanFossen. All rights reserved. Floyd | Floyd | (First time players should type "about".) Floyd | Floyd | Release 4 / Serial number 080207 / Inform v6.15 Library 6/8 Floyd | Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | You stand in the middle of a grove of aspen, which extends in all Floyd | directions. Slender white trunks reach for the sky with long thin Floyd | fingers, stroking the clouds that blow in the autumn breeze. Leaves of Floyd | gold rattle as the winds shift, and here and there one floats to the Floyd | ground to join others that crackle underfoot when you move. A narrow Floyd | path disappears east into the trees, and a camping area is visible Floyd | through a small opening to the west. North is a wide meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read note" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | You take the note from your pocket and read it again: Floyd | Floyd | My Love: Floyd | Floyd | For five years now we have shared so many times together and made so Floyd | many memories. All the places we've gone, the things we've seen, the Floyd | friends we've met along the way. Floyd | Floyd | This is a favorite place of mine, I hope it will be for you. And I Floyd | have a small birthday surprise in store. Meet me this evening in the Floyd | hot spring. I'll find you there. Floyd | Floyd | B Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Your birthday. The real reason for this outing. And a real hot spring! Floyd | Outdoors! Now, that's your idea of a good time. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You have so far scored 0 out of a possible 20, in 2 turns, earning you Floyd | the rank of Sula nebouxii (Blue-footed Booby). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| vimes arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | inky says, "ha!" | |||
| maga says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x shirt" | ||||
Floyd | It says, "If you don't like my attitude, stop talkin' to me." Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "That score rank might be new." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Nice separation of the inventory." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x shorts" | ||||
Floyd | They're orange and comfortable, and reach almost to your knees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x flops" | ||||
Floyd | Exceptionally tacky, but the most confining things you can bear to put Floyd | on your feet are these floppy old sandals. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger asks, "Ahem...booby?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "remove shorts" | ||||
Floyd | You remove your shorts. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing a shirt and a pair of flipflops. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "remove shorts. remove shirt. dance" | ||||
Floyd | You already have those. Floyd | Up and over your head it goes. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing only a pair of flipflops. Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to Taleslinger), "It's a type of bird." | |||
| Jota says (to Taleslinger), "A type of bird." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | "You," he always tells you, "are my pretty lady." You smile at the Floyd | thought. He's always quick to tell you how he likes that smile, your Floyd | easy laugh, your blue-green eyes that "sparkle" so. It's probably all Floyd | just a little silly, but you like it nonetheless. Floyd | Floyd | You are wearing only a pair of flipflops. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to Taleslinger), "It's a ... what they said." | |||
| Taleslinger says, "oh." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x guidebook" | ||||
Floyd | A well-worn copy of "A Field Guide to the Natural History of the Floyd | Mountainous Regions". On the cover are drawings of birds, mammals, Floyd | plants, and trees. Many pages are marked with notes and scribbles, and Floyd | the text describes the creatures and natural features of the area. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "I see we're fully in I-0 mode here" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up booby in guidebook" | ||||
Floyd | Latin name: Sula nebouxii Floyd | Floyd | The blue-footed booby is a sea bird found in North America along the Floyd | Gulf of California and off the coast of the Baja Peninsula in Mexico. Floyd | Adults have bright blue feet, a bluish-gray bill, white breast, and Floyd | brown wings. They fish in clear, shallow waters close to shore, and Floyd | work in small flocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "remove flipflops" | ||||
Floyd | You step out of your flipflops and pick them up. Floyd | Floyd | You are now completely naked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "frolic" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says (to McMartin), "*Full* I-0 mode would require someone attempting to dial zero." | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "smell flipflops" | ||||
Floyd | You smell nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says (to Taleslinger), "Note the delicate ambiguity" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to mcmartin), "Heh," | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Could we please redress? I'm cold." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I see you guys didn't waste any time undressing Barbie." | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to dw), "Hahaha" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put flipflops on head" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Okay, let's wear the shoes again" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put flipflops on ears" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says (to TS), "dude, naked woodland frolicking is one thing, naked woodland footwear-fetishism is quite another" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "wear flops" | ||||
Floyd | You put on the flipflops. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Yeah, we should wear the flipflops." | |||
| Jota says, "Since we might have to walk on rocks." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x ground" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says (to inky), "Seeing your ears is difficult unless your eyes are prehensile" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "wear shirt" | Taleslinger says (to maga), "I was thinking of her feet, sir." | |||
Floyd | You put on the shirt. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota exclaims, "EEEAGH WE'RE FALLING!" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search shirt" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "wear shorts" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You put on the shorts. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "*** Oh my god you've gone blind ***" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look in shorts" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| McMartin says (to Floyd), "Wear pants" | ||||
Floyd | You're already wearing those! Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline looks at jota and shakes her head. | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | You stand in the middle of a grove of aspen, which extends in all Floyd | directions. Slender white trunks reach for the sky with long thin Floyd | fingers, stroking the clouds that blow in the autumn breeze. Leaves of Floyd | gold rattle as the winds shift, and here and there one floats to the Floyd | ground to join others that crackle underfoot when you move. A narrow Floyd | path disappears east into the trees, and a camping area is visible Floyd | through a small opening to the west. North is a wide meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Campsite Floyd | Ah, yes. The campsite. Last night, when the two of you were pitching Floyd | the tent, it was already dark and the wind had a bite to it that cut Floyd | to the skin. It made crawling into the sleeping bag that much more Floyd | pleasant. But now it's weekend! Just you and your husband as he Floyd | promised over a month ago. Floyd | Floyd | The tent is right where you left it, of course, on a bed of leaves Floyd | between a pair of the biggest trees. In the light of day, you can see Floyd | a meadow to the north. A path leads east. Floyd | Floyd | A large bull elk and his harem sit in the shade in front of the tent. Floyd | Floyd | From the north, an eerie bugle rises above the wind and the rattling Floyd | of the leaves in the surrounding trees. The large bull in front of you Floyd | lifts his head, as if to listen, but does not move. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says (to Jacq), "You never know." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "heh" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x leaves" | ||||
Floyd | Aspen leaves litter the ground, scattered in patterns of yellow, Floyd | orange, and green that blend together like an Escher drawing. Small Floyd | piles of them have collected against the trunks of the nearby trees. Floyd | Floyd | You hear it again, a wild bugling to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "count them" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Pff. A pile of leaves, but no COUNT?" | |||
| Jota exclaims, "This is not IF!" | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "bugle wildly" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "count leaves" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search tent" | ||||
Floyd | You can't get close enough without disturbing the bull elk. Floyd | Floyd | You hear it again, a wild bugling to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bufle me" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "kill elk" | ||||
Floyd | As you move toward the elk, he looks directly at you, and you Floyd | reconsider. Floyd | Floyd | You hear it again, a wild bugling to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bugle me" | ||||
Floyd | Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response. Floyd | Floyd | You hear it again, a wild bugling to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| McMartin says (to floyd), "charge" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| vimes says (to floyd), "bugle elk" | ||||
Floyd | The bull elk turns to look directly at you. He's not sure whether to Floyd | take that as a challenge or as an offer. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "my" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jota asks, "What are we bugling with?" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "ride elk" | vimes says, "hee hee" | |||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ride elk" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "yay" | |||
| Taleslinger says, "Let's find out" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get on elk" | ||||
Floyd | As you move toward the elk, he looks directly at you, and you Floyd | reconsider. Floyd | Floyd | You hear it again, a wild bugling to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | You hear it again, a wild bugling to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x holes" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look up elk in guide" | ||||
Floyd | Latin name: Cervus elaphus Floyd | Floyd | The elk is a large member of the deer family, and is common in the Floyd | mountainous regions of the United States and Canada. Also known as the Floyd | wapiti after a Shawnee Indian word for "white rump", it is slightly Floyd | larger than the European red deer. Its appearance and behavior is Floyd | similar, as well. As a point of further confusion in naming, elk is Floyd | the European name for the moose. For scientists, therefore, the Floyd | preferred name for this animal is wapiti, but that has not caught the Floyd | public's favor. Floyd | Floyd | Males stand about four and a half feet at the shoulder, and weigh up Floyd | to 1300 pounds. Females are 10 percent smaller. They have a long head Floyd | and neck, which is dark brown. The rest of the animal is lighter Floyd | brown, except for the rump patch and small tail that are buffy in Floyd | color. Floyd | Floyd | The elk are grazing and herding animals, and are found in the forest Floyd | and prairies in groups of up to about 50 animals in Canada, larger Floyd | groups in the U.S. Females and immatures usually keep together, the Floyd | males preferring a lone lifestyle or only a few associates, except in Floyd | the fall, when they join and collect a harem of females for mating. Floyd | This time of year, called the rut, they can be quite aggressive and Floyd | dangerous, as they consider anything not a female elk to be an Floyd | opponent. Floyd | Floyd | The males are commonly known as "bulls", although the term "stag" also Floyd | applies, and the females are called "cows" or "hinds". Males grow Floyd | large antlers each year beginning in April, and shed them in February Floyd | or March. Antlers can grow up to 5 feet long and weigh 45 pounds. Floyd | Their eerie bugle call can be heard for up to half a mile, announcing Floyd | the dominance of a large male or as a challenge to another. Floyd | Floyd | You hear it again, a wild bugling to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "man" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up grue in guide" | ||||
Floyd | You discover nothing of interest in the guidebook. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "this game is not designed to be played on floyd" | |||
| Jota asks (of inky), "How many are?" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Why, because of text lenght?" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "er, length?" | ||||
| Jota says, "(I can think of... um, five?)" | ||||
| inky says, "yeah" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Enh. That's what the scroll bar is for." | ||||
| McMartin says (to Jota), "Even some that have, like GfB, still use the status line" | ||||
| Jota asks, "That have what?" | ||||
| McMartin says, "Been written for Floyd" | ||||
| Jota says, "(And what's GfB?)" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. Pockets of morning fog squat in Floyd | the damp and cold, hovering just above the ground and hiding from the Floyd | sun that melts the hazy edge where they touch. Floyd | Floyd | A young bull elk occupies the middle of the meadow. In a ritual Floyd | performed for millennia, the beast lifts his head, antlers pointed Floyd | back and neck stretched tight. A haunting bugle fills the air, first Floyd | rising in pitch, then dropping quickly. A short series of grunts ends Floyd | the sequence. As you approach, he pauses long enough to move off to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Gardening For Beginners" | |||
| Jota asks, "Gardening For Beginners was written for Floyd?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Yes." | ||||
| Jota says, "(I've never played it.)" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Huh." | |||
| Taleslinger says, "This reminds me of the Beast from The Edifice." | ||||
| McMartin asks, "Man, I'm already tired of the flipflopping. Can we go barefoot?" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "How could something be specifically written for Floyd? What would be the diference?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "There was a Spring SpeedIF where games were written for ClubFloyd to play." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to McMartin), "I guess we could." | ||||
| McMartin says, "New Year's Speed was also written for Floyd, IIRC" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "remove flops" | ||||
Floyd | You step out of your flipflops and pick them up. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing some shorts and a shirt. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I've kind of lost track of the goal here" | |||
| Jota says (to Jacq), "Well, the ones that I was thinking of used the multifloyd library." | ||||
| Jota asks (of inky), "There's a goal?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to inky), "We're to meet hubbikins at the hot spring." | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Aside from getting naked?" | |||
| Jota says, "(Taken.)" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "bulge" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | vimes says, "You have bugled one out of a total of 372 elk. This gives you a ranking of "4-year-old with a trumpet"." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Jota), "We need to find the spring, yeah." | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountain Trail Floyd | You are on an old mountain trail, hewn from the rocks and trees Floyd | probably 100 years ago. Highbush cranberry grows amongst the aspens, Floyd | and where the trees part enough to let the sky show, fireweed fills Floyd | the openings with profusion. The path turns from southwest to north. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin asks, "Is that actually a verb?" | |||
| Jota asks, "Bugle?" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get cranberry" | ||||
Floyd | The highbush cranberries are not important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | The cliff is too steep to climb. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair and a galvanized steel bucket. Floyd | Floyd | An old man stands on the front porch of the cabin, leaning on a broom Floyd | and watching as you approach. He gives you a curious look, but says Floyd | nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fireweed" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| vimes says (to floyd), "bugle man" | ||||
Floyd | Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response. Floyd | Floyd | The man looks at you expectantly as he resumes his sweeping. His Floyd | attitude isn't unfriendly, but rather curious as to who might be Floyd | coming to visit in such an out-of-the-way place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "greet man" | ||||
Floyd | "Good to meet you," he says. "My name's Bob." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "remove shorts" | ||||
Floyd | "Don't do that here, young lady. There's a chill in the air and you'll Floyd | catch cold." Floyd | Floyd | Bob goes back to his sweeping, intent on finishing the job. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Good thing we redressed" | |||
| maga says (to inky), "highbush cranberry is so bitter-tasting as to be almost inedible" | ||||
| Jota whistles innocently. | ||||
| McMartin says, "Aaaand Jota tries to fix that immediately" | ||||
| inky says, "hee hee" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get bucket" | ||||
Floyd | "Go ahead and borrow that old bucket, if you think you need it," Bob Floyd | says to you. "Folks gotta help each other, you know." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "kick bucket" | ||||
Floyd | Bob may be a doctor, but his name isn't Kevorkian. Floyd | Floyd | Bob pauses to examine a crack in the flooring of the porch. "I'll have Floyd | to fix that," he says. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "." | |||
| vimes says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jota asks, "OK, how much can we impose on him without so much as saying hello?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heh" | ||||
| inky says, "I already greeted him, sorry" | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "look up highbush cranberry in book" | ||||
Floyd | Latin name: Viburnum edule Floyd | Floyd | A member of the honeysuckle family, the highbush cranberry grows in Floyd | the montane and lower subalpine habitats and prefers open areas in Floyd | damp woods. The bush grows to a height of 3 to 4 feet, and in the Floyd | fall, the leaves turn a brilliant red. It blooms in clusters of white Floyd | star-shaped flowers, and the fruits are small red berries with a Floyd | single flat seed in each. Floyd | Floyd | > | vimes says, "you already greeted him!" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountain Trail Floyd | You are on an old mountain trail, hewn from the rocks and trees Floyd | probably 100 years ago. Highbush cranberry grows amongst the aspens, Floyd | and where the trees part enough to let the sky show, fireweed fills Floyd | the openings with profusion. The path turns from southwest to north. Floyd | Floyd | > | vimes says, "s/you/we/" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up bob in guidebook" | ||||
Floyd | You discover nothing of interest in the guidebook. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "remove shorts" | ||||
Floyd | You remove your shorts. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing only a shirt. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "eat highbush cranberry" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the highbush cranberry) Floyd | The highbush cranberries are not important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | Bob looks up from his sweeping and nods as you approach, giving you a Floyd | surprised look. "You ought to get dressed, my dear," he says to you in Floyd | a kindly way. "There's a chill in the air, and you'll likely catch Floyd | cold." Floyd | Floyd | Bob stops to grab a leaf that is stuck in a crack. He throws it aside Floyd | and continues sweeping. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Sorry" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear bucket" | ||||
Floyd | You can't wear that! Floyd | Floyd | Bob bends to pick a rock out from between two of the planks. "Always Floyd | tracking in rocks," he says. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about bob" | ||||
Floyd | "I was a country doctor, an obstetrician," he says to you. "Sally and Floyd | I couldn't have children, but I made my living from helping other Floyd | people have theirs. Didn't make much. So many of the people couldn't Floyd | pay. But those little babies, I think of every one of them as my own. Floyd | Some of them would come back and I'd deliver their child. Kind of like Floyd | watching your own grow up. Did that for 32 years. Now I just work my Floyd | garden. Try not to think too much about the past." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "There, no worries." | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "wear shorts" | ||||
Floyd | You put on the shorts. Floyd | Floyd | Bob moves the broom to sweep the left side of the porch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about sally" | ||||
Floyd | "Sally. Now there was a woman. We were highschool sweethearts, married Floyd | for 43 years. Then, we found out she was sick, and three months later, Floyd | she was gone. Breast cancer. Died of breast cancer four years ago. I'm Floyd | a doctor and I should have known." He looks at you and shakes a sad Floyd | head. "I saw all the signs, and I didn't even recognize them. Guess I Floyd | just couldn't believe it could happen to us. Of all people, I should Floyd | have known." | Jota says, "He's seen it all before." | |||
Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "aw" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about husband" | ||||
Floyd | "Can't say I know a thing about that." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob for mammogram" | ||||
Floyd | Bob just looks at you and shrugs. "If you see that around, just help Floyd | yourself," he mutters. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| McMartin says (to floyd), "ask bob about spring" | ||||
Floyd | "That hot spring's back in one of the canyons, not far from here. Make Floyd | sure you don't miss it. It's quite a treat." Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "read note" | ||||
Floyd | You take the note from your pocket and read it again: Floyd | Floyd | My Love: Floyd | Floyd | For five years now we have shared so many times together and made so Floyd | many memories. All the places we've gone, the things we've seen, the Floyd | friends we've met along the way. Floyd | Floyd | This is a favorite place of mine, I hope it will be for you. And I Floyd | have a small birthday surprise in store. Meet me this evening in the Floyd | hot spring. I'll find you there. Floyd | Floyd | B Floyd | Floyd | Bob swats at a mosquito. "Darned bugs," he mutters. "No way to get Floyd | away from them.". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| McMartin says (to floyd), "Take mammogram" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "hmm, do we know our husband's name?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about canyon" | ||||
Floyd | "The canyon is just down the way, made of granite and steep as can Floyd | be." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota exclaims, "Bob!" | |||
| Jota says, "Or maybe not." | ||||
| McMartin says (to inky), "That has interesting backstory possibilities" | ||||
| maga exclaims, "Brent!" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "brent" | ||||
Floyd | "Nice fella, met him this morning." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "ifmud" | ||||
Floyd | "Can't say I know a thing about that." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "raif" | ||||
Floyd | "Can't say I know a thing about that." Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Hey neat" | |||
| inky says, "xyzzy" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||||
Floyd | You feel an indescribable sense of deja vu, and the world seems to Floyd | turn inside out. Floyd | Floyd | Dark Hallway Floyd | This is a long east-west hallway, dark and featureless. Smooth black Floyd | walls line the way, disappearing into the inky stillness to the west. Floyd | East, a small rectangle of light hovers in the distance. A hollow Floyd | voice beckons to you from that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "whoah" | |||
| DavidW asks, "say what?" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You move west, into the inky blackness, the darkness so thick, you can Floyd | almost feel it. The air prickles with the energy of the past. When the Floyd | feeling subsides, you find yourself back where you began... Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, sweeping his porch. Floyd | Floyd | He sweeps a bit more, all the while looking at you. "I wonder why they Floyd | don't seem to bother you. I've got my own private cloud of bugs, and Floyd | you just sit there pretty as can be." He shrugs his shoulders, and Floyd | swats at another one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Skhye goes home. | Jacqueline says, "um. Ha." | |||
| Taleslinger says, "I am now thinking of mudders that might've been around in '97" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Dark Hallway Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Auditorium Floyd | Newly dug, this immense auditorium is almost pristine. Hundreds of Floyd | rows of plush velvet seats surround the main stage in a graceful 'U'. Floyd | Wide aisles allow easy passage, and converge into a shallow orchestra Floyd | pit. There is a brightly-lit doorway to the west, over which hangs the Floyd | helpful sign, "Exit." Floyd | Floyd | On the stage you can see a podium. Floyd | Floyd | You seem to have arrived just in time. Eileen Mullin straightens her Floyd | little black dress and walks over to the podium. Pausing, she clears Floyd | her throat to get everyone's attention. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha ha" | |||
| DavidW says, "ha ha" | ||||
| McMartin says, "I wonder what happens if you leave your pants here" | ||||
| Jota says, "Excellent." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x eileen" | ||||
Floyd | "Shhhhhh!" someone says from a seat nearby. "These are the XYZZY Floyd | awards!" Floyd | Floyd | "Welcome to the second annual XYZZY awards," she says. The crowd Floyd | cheers. Baby cries! Slowly, the noise abates. After the usual Floyd | preliminaries, she continues. "I will present the first award, the Floyd | winner of the Best Use of Medium." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "sit" | ||||
Floyd | "Shhhhhh!" someone says from a seat nearby. "These are the XYZZY Floyd | awards!" Floyd | Floyd | Eileen opens the envelope, and exclaims, "The Tempest ... Graham Floyd | Nelson!!!!" The crowd goes wild. Someone calls for his acceptance Floyd | speech in iambic pentameter. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Soon, Eileen speaks again. "Here to present the award for best Floyd | individual PC is the Adventurer! Take it away!" With a few quick steps Floyd | to the stage, Nameless Adventurer takes the podium. Away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Returning from backstage, he/she clears his/her throat. Ripping open Floyd | the envelope, he/she exclaims, "Tracy Valencia from Interstate Zero!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The crowd erupts in applause and shouts. Clearly, the audience is Floyd | pleased. Someone snickers about nudity. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | "Shhhhhh!" someone says from a seat nearby. "These are the XYZZY Floyd | awards!" Floyd | Floyd | Eileen exclaims, "Here to present the award for Best Individual NPC is Floyd | last year's winner: the devil from Small World!" The devil, only a Floyd | little taller than you, pops out of a volcano and walks to the stage. Floyd | He's got a wand in one hand and a scrap of parchment in the other. Floyd | "Thank you all. No, don't boo, really," he says. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "This is just crazy cool." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Waving his wand, there is a flash of light and a few red words appear Floyd | midair. They erupt in a shower of sparks, only to fade a moment later. Floyd | Before they go, you are able to read "She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | --> Bob." A loud voice from the back of the room calls out "Way cool Floyd | nature photo dude!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Yeah." | |||
| McMartin says, "I guess we can't remove our pants during the ceremony" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Bob walks quickly to the stage, his stride long and sure. A hammer Floyd | hangs from his belt. A short discussion with the devil ensues, Floyd | something about signing a contract. Then, with more strength than you Floyd | would have imagined, Bob wrests the trophy away and returns to his Floyd | seat. "She's got a thing for a squid!" comes from the right side of Floyd | the auditorium. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Though from what I've read that would totally have been in character for the mud at the time" | |||
| inky says, "hee hee" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Nameless Adventurer returns to the stage. "Here to introduce the award Floyd | for Best Individual Puzzle is a puzzle you all know and love... Here Floyd | it is! The west pillar from So Far!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The west pillar leans and creaks as it makes its way to the stage. Floyd | Rocking back and forth in excitement, it opens an envelope and pulls Floyd | out a tax form. Recovering quickly, it opens a different envelope. Floyd | "The winner is... Da da da da! The language puzzle in The Edifice!" A Floyd | chant of "LPLPLPLPLPLPLPLPLP" rises from the crowd. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ha ha" | |||
| Taleslinger says, "Ha ha ha" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "You guys have some sort of weird fetish. Have you considered counselling?" | ||||
| Jota says, "I am now wanting to check the transcript to see if any of this is genuine." | ||||
| McMartin says (to Jacqueline), "To be fair, the text did cue it at that point." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pillar" | ||||
Floyd | "Shhhhhh!" someone says from a seat nearby. "These are the XYZZY Floyd | awards!" Floyd | Floyd | Eileen exclaims, "And now, presenting the award for Best NPCs, we have Floyd | last year's winner... Evan, from Kissing the Buddha's Feet!!" Evan Floyd | makes his way to the stage. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says (to Jacqueline), "the original line I misidentified as an ADVENT ref and was merely wondering about the beta-testing possibilities of leaving things behind" | |||
| inky says, "this is nuts" | ||||
| inky asks, "are they really going to do the whole ceremony?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Evan begins by giving an impromptu talk on how to beat the various Floyd | Comp97 games. His speech lasts exactly one minute, then he says, "And Floyd | the winner is...The Frenetic Five vs. Sturm und Drang by Neil Floyd | deMause!" From off to your left comes "Yay for the famous five!" Then, Floyd | someone claps twice and Neil begins to beep. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| DavidW says (to inky), "It wouldn't be the first time." | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Nameless Adventurer says, "To present the award for Best Puzzles, Floyd | someone else you all know and love, from the award-winning So Far, Floyd | here he is, ragged boy!" Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "yay ragged boy" | |||
| McMartin says, "Hm, no easily-available 1997 transcripts" | ||||
| Jota says (to Jacq), "#belated Now I'm going to have to check your beta transcripts to see fi you're being hypocritical..." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Ragged boy smiles pleasantly at everyone, opens an envelope, and pulls Floyd | out a brush to draw a small picture of an edifice. Thumbs attack Floyd | Lucian from every direction, all of them up. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "xyzzynews.com should have them, I think" | |||
| McMartin says, "Only from 2002 on. And zarf only kept transcripts of years he won stuff." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Eileen exclaims, "Here to present the award for Best Setting is least, Floyd | oops, last year's winner... the devil from Small World!" Once again, Floyd | the devil makes his evil way to the stage. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oh? hunh" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The devil takes the nominees list and tries to get everyone to sign Floyd | it. "And the winner is, A Bear's Night Out by David Dyte!" "Let's hear Floyd | it for the bear!" comes from behind you. Someone screams. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to Jota), "hahaha. Well, as a beta tester, I have to consider what the average sick sort of player might try, don't you know." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||||
Floyd | "Shhhhhh!" someone says from a seat nearby. "These are the XYZZY Floyd | awards!" Floyd | Floyd | Eileen exclaims, "And now to present the award for Best Story, I give Floyd | you once more... the Nameless Adventurer!!!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Nameless Adventurer walks to the stage and thanks Eileen. "And the Floyd | winner is... Babel, by Ian Finley!" "Babool! Babelfish! Babel! Babel! Floyd | Babel!" come the cries. Someone in front of you emotes. "Ian Finley, a Floyd | man whose initials spell IF!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Eileen exclaims, "And now, presenting the award for Best Writing, we Floyd | have a rep from last year's winning game... Tato from So Far!!!" Floyd | Someone yells, "Mr. Tato Head!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Tato bows grandly. "Attend you all! For on this paper scroll, is the Floyd | winner, Sunset Over Savannah, by Ivan Cockrum!" "I-VAN COCK-RUM! (CLAP Floyd | CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP)," the crowd intones in unison. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "it would be funny if the text for the ceremony is larger than the rest of our playthrough" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Eileen says, "And now, presenting today's final award, we have a rep Floyd | from last year's winning game... Aessa from So Far!!!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | There is a long pause. Liza clears her throat. Loudly. The crowd is Floyd | anxious. Nothing happens. Finally, Zarf, looking characteristically Floyd | smug, says "Look. I'll do it. She can apologize to me later." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Zarf takes the stage. "The winner, for Best Game of 1997, is..." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Characteristically smug?" | |||
| McMartin says, "OMG CABAL" | ||||
| McMartin says, "zorz" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Zarf's never appeared 'smug' to me." | ||||
| Jota says, "Nor me." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Zarf waits until the tension is almost unbearable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | "Innnnterstate Zeeeeero, by Adam Cadre!!!!!!" Baby cries! Zarf dances Floyd | around the stage, albeit for someone else's game. The din increases, Floyd | "ADAMADAMADMADMADMADMADMADMA!" The noise is deafening. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Hm." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The crowd, rowdy beyond belief, rushes out of the auditorium to the Floyd | west, carrying the winners as they go. When the clamor dies, you Floyd | realize you stand alone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "remove pants" | ||||
Floyd | The ceremony is over. Nothing else seems to matter here. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I'm thinking this is not how it happened." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Shuffling past the now empty seats, you make your way to the exit. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dark Hallway Floyd | This is a long east-west hallway, dark and featureless. Smooth black | inky says, "man" | |||
Floyd | walls line the way, disappearing into the inky stillness to the west. Floyd | East, a small rectangle of light hovers in the distance. Floyd | Floyd | A small scrap of paper lies here, apparently dropped by one of the Floyd | revellers a few minutes ago. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Indeed." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get paper. x it" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Scribbled in someone's half-legible handwriting is the following note: Floyd | Floyd | "Feb 5, 1998 Floyd | IFMud Floyd | Floyd | Transcript (Edit and publish): Floyd | Floyd | ..." Floyd | Floyd | The rest of the writing is a mad mass of rapidly written descriptions Floyd | and quotes, apparently of the ceremony you just witnessed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Funny, though." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "cf10" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Whoops, maybe we should reset that." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "reset save" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky clears the save counter. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Auditorium Floyd | Newly dug, this immense auditorium is almost pristine. Hundreds of Floyd | rows of plush velvet seats surround the main stage in a graceful 'U'. Floyd | Wide aisles allow easy passage, and converge into a shallow orchestra Floyd | pit. There is a brightly-lit doorway to the west, over which hangs the Floyd | helpful sign, "Exit." Floyd | Floyd | The auditorium is unnervingly quiet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x sign" | ||||
Floyd | The ceremony is over. Nothing else seems to matter here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Shuffling past the now empty seats, you make your way to the exit. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Dark Hallway Floyd | This is a long east-west hallway, dark and featureless. Smooth black Floyd | walls line the way, disappearing into the inky stillness to the west. Floyd | East, a small rectangle of light hovers in the distance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||||
Floyd | Nothing happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x light" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "plugh" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Dark Hallway Floyd | This is a long east-west hallway, dark and featureless. Smooth black Floyd | walls line the way, disappearing into the inky stillness to the west. Floyd | East, a small rectangle of light hovers in the distance. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Fortunately, you studied well in the old days. Once again, you find Floyd | yourself in the... Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, sweeping his porch. Floyd | Floyd | He sweeps a bit more, all the while looking at you. "I wonder why they Floyd | don't seem to bother you. I've got my own private cloud of bugs, and Floyd | you just sit there pretty as can be." He shrugs his shoulders, and Floyd | swats at another one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "#personals Are they?" | ||||
Floyd | "Sounds familiar. Hmmm. Sorry." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "(Sorry.)" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "heh. No worries." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | You get onto the oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the early-morning sun as it rises a bit higher. Floyd | Floyd | Finished with his sweeping, Bob takes his broom and disappears into Floyd | the cabin. "Be right back," he calls through the door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "rock" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to rock? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "rock" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to rock? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "chair" | ||||
Floyd | You rock the oak rocking chair with no noticeable effect. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "sing" | ||||
Floyd | You sing a few bars of "I Love to Hate Men." Even if you don't really Floyd | mean it, that song always lifts your spirits. Floyd | Floyd | Bob comes out of the cabin and sits down beside the oak rocker. In his Floyd | hand is a sheet of sandpaper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about canyon" | ||||
Floyd | "The canyon is just down the way, made of granite and steep as can Floyd | be." Floyd | Floyd | Bob sands on the left leg of the chair. Being a rocker, it moves a bit Floyd | as he moves, and he wedges his foot under the runner to hold it still. Floyd | He looks up at you with a smile. "Would you go out to the shed and get Floyd | me one of the old bricks so I can keep this chair from rocking?" he Floyd | asks. "I sure would appreciate it." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sandpaper" | ||||
Floyd | "This?" he looks at you. "It's just a sheet of 100 grit sandpaper." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "count grit" | ||||
Floyd | "Sounds familiar. Hmmm. Sorry." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x shed" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "shed" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | What do you want to shed? Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about shed" | ||||
Floyd | "That old shed has all my good stuff in it," he smiles. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, ">SHED INHIBITIONS" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "shed inhibitions" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "But you've already taken off your shirt!" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "shirt" | ||||
Floyd | Bob takes a quick moment to read your shirt, then smiles. "I kinda Floyd | like your attitude, actually," he says. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The shed is around the back." | |||
| inky says, "ha ha ha" | ||||
| Jota exclaims (at inky), "Timing!" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "flipflops" | ||||
Floyd | "Those look comfortable." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "pants" | ||||
Floyd | "Orange isn't my color, but they look good on you." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Homestead (on the oak rocking chair) Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, sanding a handmade rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | Bob gives the worn chair a thorough look, as if deciding where to Floyd | start. "Yep, I love this old chair," he says to you. "Built by my Floyd | grandpa just before I was born. Gave it to my mother, he did, and she Floyd | rocked me to sleep many many times." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You'll have to get off the oak rocking chair first. Floyd | Floyd | Bob slowly starts with the sandpaper on one of the arms, working Floyd | carefully to remove the finish. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | You get off the oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, sanding a handmade rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | Bob finds an area that seems particularly stubborn, and sands a little Floyd | harder in that spot. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "open shed" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x shed" | ||||
Floyd | The same hands that built the log cabin also made the shed, from the Floyd | looks of it, but the timbers are of even more uneven cut. Leftovers Floyd | from the bigger project, probably. The door, if there ever was one, is Floyd | missing. A large paper wasp nest fills the upper left corner of the Floyd | door to the shed, active and buzzing with insects. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter it" | ||||
Floyd | You take a step towards the door of the shed, but the angry buzzing of Floyd | the wasps inside and around the nest brings back memories of painful Floyd | stings. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "x shirt" | ||||
Floyd | It says, "If you don't like my attitude, stop talkin' to me." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search shed" | ||||
Floyd | Through the guarded door of the shed, you can see shelves and other Floyd | objects, but it's too dark inside to see more details. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x nest" | ||||
Floyd | A large paper wasp nest fills the upper left corner of the door to the Floyd | shed, active and buzzing with insects. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put shirt on nest" | ||||
Floyd | Putting things on the paper wasp's nest would achieve nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x chimney" | ||||
Floyd | Made of pink granite from the nearby mountain, this stone fireplace is Floyd | the best-preserved part of the old cabin. Set into its base is a black Floyd | iron door no more than 10 inches square. The door is closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I vaguely remember getting rid of the wasps." | |||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| inky asks, "how do you get rid of wasps? throw something at their hive?" | ||||
| Jota says, "Please don't spoil." | ||||
| inky asks, "and then scream and jump in the pond?" | ||||
| Jota asks (of inky), "Smoke?" | ||||
| Alex says (to Jota), "Awwwk! Word on the street is that smoke is no joke." | ||||
| inky asks, "or smoke them out?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Jota), "very well" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Away for a moment, making lunch..." | ||||
| McMartin says, "Hm, yes, lunch is a good idea" | ||||
| maga says (to inky), "you take a garbage bag, wrap it round their nest, and pull it off" | ||||
| Jota exclaims (at maga), "Or a shirt!" | ||||
| maga says, "having first suited up in full beekeeper's outfit" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | Bob looks up from his sanding and nods as you approach. Floyd | Floyd | "I do really enjoy this kind of work," he says to you with a wink. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "nest" | ||||
Floyd | "Dippers put their nests in the strangest places." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "wasp" | ||||
Floyd | "Are those wasps back? I'll have to smoke them out again." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "smoke" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to smoke? Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota exclaims, "Aha!" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "smoke" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to smoke? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pipe" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about smoke" | ||||
Floyd | "I've heard of that, but I couldn't tell you a thing." Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "a CLUE" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | "Make yourself at home," Bob calls to you as you step through the Floyd | door, "but I sure think it's nicer out here." Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In The Cabin Floyd | The inside of Bob's cabin is spartan but comfortable. A stone Floyd | fireplace forms the north wall of the single room, and to the side Floyd | stands a tall cabinet. One corner serves as a kitchen. South, a Floyd | four-pane window looks out into the forest, the doorway open beside Floyd | it. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | You have so far scored 1 out of a possible 20, in 128 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Sula nebouxii (Blue-footed Booby). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | Your face gets dirty, but your shoulders just won't fit. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | Exquisitely handmade of quarter-sawn oak, this cabinet is taller than Floyd | you. It fills a corner of the cabin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search fireplace" | ||||
Floyd | In the fireplace are a pile of ashes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | You open the tall cabinet, revealing an assortment of Bob's things. Floyd | Floyd | Bob comes in from outside and goes to the cabinet. "Need another piece Floyd | of sandpaper," he says as he takes one from the shelf. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get ashes" | ||||
Floyd | You scoop the ashes out of the fireplace and onto the ground, soiling Floyd | your fingers. In the ashes, you discover a sooty matchbook, which you Floyd | take. Floyd | Floyd | Bob turns to you as he prepares to leave, and gives you an odd look. Floyd | "It's nicer outside, my dear." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about things" | ||||
Floyd | "Can't say I know a thing about that." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x things" | ||||
Floyd | There are so many things in the cabinet, you're not sure what to look Floyd | at first. They belong to Bob, anyway. Don't you think you should leave Floyd | them alone? Floyd | Floyd | "Come on out with me, dear. This old chair is special to me," he says, Floyd | as he goes out the door of the cabin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "close cabinet" | ||||
Floyd | You close the tall cabinet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x matchbook" | ||||
Floyd | Through the gray smudges you can read a short advertisement for Floyd | "Anything You Want!" at Alice's Restaurant. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "open it" | ||||
Floyd | That's already open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "burn cabin" | ||||
Floyd | The log cabin starts to catch fire, then goes out. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Dude, we're an IF heroine. OF COURSE we can't leave his things alone." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | Bob looks up from his sanding as you emerge from his cabin. Floyd | Floyd | Bob goes to work on the support for the rocker's arm. Sanding all four Floyd | sides, he moves from top to bottom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "burn bob" | ||||
Floyd | He avoids your clumsy attempt, and you can see the sadness in his Floyd | eyes. "Please don't do that," he smiles. "If you want to be mean, I'd Floyd | rather you just went away." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Homestead Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "score with bob" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to score. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "bob, kiss me" | ||||
Floyd | Bob rubs his chin and looks at you, and you're not quite sure he Floyd | understood. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "kiss bob" | ||||
Floyd | He's a little surprised by your forwardness. Floyd | Floyd | The match burns out and crumbles into ashes. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, ""the log cabin starts to cathc on fire, then goes out"" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "bob, kiss me, you fool" | ||||
Floyd | Bob just looks at you and rubs his chin. You're not sure he Floyd | understood. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search matchbook" | ||||
Floyd | In the matchbook are two matches. Floyd | Floyd | Bob works on the right legs of the chair. "Sanding's hard work," he Floyd | remarks. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "er, is funny" | |||
| Jota says, "Oops." | ||||
| Jota says, "We have a finite number of matches." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Are you guys planning to waste all the matches?" | ||||
| inky says, "enh, we probably only need one" | ||||
| Jota asks, "Should we undo a few?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "cf2" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "We forgot to set ourselves on fire." | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "burn myself" | ||||
Floyd | Self-immolation is for fanatics and crazies. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "hooray" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "And how true." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter outhouse" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In The Outhouse Floyd | The odor here is not as bad as you had expected, but you still Floyd | wouldn't hang around longer than necessary. A single board spans the Floyd | width of the cubicle, with the requisite hole in the expected place. A Floyd | half spent roll of toilet paper hangs on a wire to the right of the Floyd | door. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get paper" | ||||
Floyd | (the scrap of paper) Floyd | You already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get roll" | ||||
Floyd | You remove the roll from the wire hangar. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x hangar" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x board" | ||||
Floyd | The outhouse is made of hand-cut boards of varying widths. Its door Floyd | hangs crooked on its hinges, with a crescent moon cut into the upper Floyd | half. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x wire" | ||||
Floyd | You see nothing special about the handle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get board" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ew" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "burn roll" | ||||
Floyd | (first lighting a match) Floyd | The roll of toilet paper catches fire, gray smoke billowing into your Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | In The Outhouse Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "burn roll" | ||||
Floyd | (first lighting a match) Floyd | The roll of toilet paper catches fire, gray smoke billowing into your Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "smoke wasps" | ||||
Floyd | You wave the roll of smoking toilet paper at the wasp's nest, but you Floyd | can't get close enough. The wind just blows the smoke back in your Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "throw roll at nest" | ||||
Floyd | In The Outhouse Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a roll of toilet paper Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | two matches Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "can you put the paper on the nest, maybe?" | |||
| inky asks, "oh, or the bucket?" | ||||
| McMartin asks, "Can we just walk in while carrying the burning paper?" | ||||
| Taleslinger says, "Let's try throwing it." | ||||
| Jota says, "I think we need a Stick." | ||||
| Jota says, "Since it specifically mentions not being able to get close enough." | ||||
| Jota says, "But we can try just walking in..." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "light roll. enter shed" | ||||
Floyd | (first lighting a match) Floyd | The roll of toilet paper catches fire, gray smoke billowing into your Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | The smoke from the burning roll of toilet paper rises, but the gentle Floyd | breeze blows it away from the nest. The buzzing of the insects is Floyd | enough to change your mind. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin asks, "Man, where will we find a stick in the middle of giant forest?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | In The Outhouse Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Did we try to grab the hanger?" | |||
| McMartin says, "The hanger Wasn't Important, IIRC" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to mcmartin), "yrc." | ||||
| vimes says, "see, I'd think put the toilet paper in the bucket and then kick the bucket, but we've already ruled out kicking the bucket" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "By the way, I've played this, years ago. It was, in fact, one of a few of the inspirations behind The Fire Tower. I'm here mostly to see the differences and relive the good writing, but might not contribute much to puzzles in case I'm working from memories." | ||||
| DavidW says, "The bucket might still be useful here." | ||||
| McMartin says (to floyd), "stand on bucket" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Rats" | |||
| DavidW says, "Maybe the wind won't blow the smoke as much if the burning paper is in the bucket." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "stand in bucket" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x tree" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger asks, "Let's try throwing it, okay?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "light roll. throw it at nest" | ||||
Floyd | (first lighting a match) Floyd | The roll of toilet paper catches fire, gray smoke billowing into your Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | You throw the roll of toilet paper at the nest but miss by a foot. Floyd | Through the door it goes, landing inside the shed, a quite unwise Floyd | thing to do. Midair, it bursts into flame, igniting the dry old shed Floyd | and all its contents. The billowing cloud of gray smoke rises high in Floyd | an ugly column, and when the fireworks are over, you see a Floyd | disappointed old man standing some distance behind you. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have embarrassed yourself completely. *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 2 out of a possible 20, in 157 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Sula nebouxii (Blue-footed Booby). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | vimes says, "hooray!" | |||
| Taleslinger says, "Ahem." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "snrk" | ||||
| DavidW says, "We win!" | ||||
| Taleslinger runs away. | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "wow" | |||
| maga says, "yay for us" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "That was fantastic." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "But don't do it again." | ||||
| maga exclaims, "stay away from my shed, you pyromaniacal orc!" | ||||
| McMartin says, "*** Grunk not bring pig back to farm ***" | ||||
| Jota exclaims (at maga), "Yay!" | ||||
| Jota asks, "We having tried igniting our clothing yet, have we?" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "burn shirt" | ||||
Floyd | The shirt starts to catch fire, then goes out. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline shakes her head. | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "burn flipflops" | ||||
Floyd | The flipflops start to catch fire, then go out. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "We appear to be not as smart as Grunk, who at least won't burn clothing he's wearing" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x matchbook" | ||||
Floyd | Through the gray smudges you can read a short advertisement for Floyd | "Anything You Want!" at Alice's Restaurant. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search it" | ||||
Floyd | In the matchbook are two matches. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat it" | ||||
Floyd | That's plainly inedible. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat shirt" | ||||
Floyd | That's plainly inedible. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat shed" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the wooden shed) Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "drink shed" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can drink. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put bucket on nest" | ||||
Floyd | Putting things on the paper wasp's nest would achieve nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put nest in bucket" | ||||
Floyd | You need to be holding the paper wasp's nest before you can put it Floyd | into something else. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Ah, my least favorite rule in Inform" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get nest" | ||||
Floyd | Surely, you're joking. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| McMartin says (to floyd), "no" | ||||
Floyd | That was a rhetorical question. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the mid-morning sun peek from behind the clouds, Floyd | trying to cut the crisp chill from the autumn air. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I wonder if the game is timed in any way." | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "throw bucket at nest" | ||||
Floyd | You throw the bucket at the nest but miss by a foot. Through the door Floyd | it goes, landing inside the shed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Hmm. Is time passing?" | |||
| DavidW asks, "I dunno. Is it?" | ||||
| McMartin says, "Well, it's midmorning now" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | Frogs hop and fish jump, but it doesn't seem to get you very far. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Overgrown Roadway Floyd | An abandoned dirt road ends here, as the trees abruptly close in and Floyd | block further passage west. The road heads up the mountain to the Floyd | east, and through the trees to the south, you can see a log cabin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "dance" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x tree" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get herbs" | ||||
Floyd | You pick a few of the tender herbs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search herbs" | ||||
Floyd | (the picked avens) Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat herbs" | ||||
Floyd | (the picked avens) Floyd | You eat the tender and leafy herbs, but they weren't nearly as good as Floyd | you had hoped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "x herbs" | ||||
Floyd | Bunches of herbs grow all along the roadway. Among the many varieties, Floyd | you note the low matted leaves of yellow mountain avens, with their Floyd | bushy white seedheads on long stems. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up avens in guidebook" | ||||
Floyd | Latin name: Dryas drummondii Floyd | Floyd | Also called yellow dryas, the yellow mountain aven is a small, Floyd | prostrate plant that often grows in large mats or patches on rocky Floyd | ground from middle elevations to above timberline. The flowers are Floyd | yellow, about 1" wide, with eight to ten short yellow petals and stand Floyd | 2 to 10 inches high. The leaves are green above and gray or brown Floyd | below. As the flowers go to seed, they gradually straighten up, with Floyd | long (2") white plumes untwisting into a dandelion-like seed head, Floyd | soft and feathery like down. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get herbs" | ||||
Floyd | You pick a few of the tender herbs. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "aw - no >X TREES?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get herbs" | ||||
Floyd | (the picked avens) Floyd | You already have those. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Apparently." | |||
| maga says (to Floyd), "sing" | ||||
Floyd | You sing a few bars of "I Love to Hate Men." Even if you don't really Floyd | mean it, that song always lifts your spirits. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "eat herbs" | ||||
Floyd | (the picked avens) Floyd | You eat the tender and leafy herbs, but they weren't nearly as good as Floyd | you had hoped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | The road turns from south to west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | From off in the distance, you hear a sharp "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | A pika appears on one of the boulders in front of you, pauses, and Floyd | disappears. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "look up pika" | ||||
Floyd | (in the guidebook) Floyd | Latin name: Ochotona princeps Floyd | Floyd | The pika is a small mammal related to the rabbits and hares, and is Floyd | about the size of a hamster, with round ears and no tail. It lives in Floyd | rock piles at elevations above 4000 feet, and does not hibernate. As Floyd | winters can be long in the mountains, the summer and fall months are Floyd | spent gathering vegetation, which is set out to dry in "haystacks". Floyd | The dried forage is then stored away as food for the winter months. Floyd | Floyd | More often heard than seen, they will announce their presence with a Floyd | high-pitched nasal "neep!" from a vantage on one of the larger rocks Floyd | in their territory. As their coloration blends with their habitat, Floyd | varying from brown to gray, they are often difficult to spot. A Floyd | patient observer, however, can watch them on their many trips to the Floyd | nearby vegetation along one of their several paths. After a few Floyd | moment's time, they return to the rock pile, flowers and herbs Floyd | crosswise in their mouth, and deposit their gatherings on the top of Floyd | the haystack to dry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response. Floyd | Floyd | An enormous bull moose breaks through the bushes and stands on the Floyd | road, twenty paces away. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "That was temporally incompatible." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The moose looks at you and sniffs. He's not sure whether to take that Floyd | as a challenge or as an offer. Floyd | Floyd | The moose looks directly at you and drools. You realize he's about ten Floyd | times as big as you are. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "a *white* pika?" | |||
| Jota asks, "Should we be leading the one moose to the other?" | ||||
| inky asks, "wasn't the other one an elk?" | ||||
| inky asks, "or are there both meese and elk here?" | ||||
| Jota asks, "Should we be leading the one moose to the other elk?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up moose" | ||||
Floyd | (in the guidebook) Floyd | Latin name: Alces alces Floyd | Floyd | The moose is the largest member of the deer family, and is common in Floyd | subalpine meadows and marshes of the northern United States and Floyd | Canada. So ugly it is almost cute, it has a large muzzle and long legs Floyd | that aid it in reaching the tender vegetation which grows at the Floyd | bottom of lakes and ponds or higher on trees than other animals can Floyd | browse. One of its favorite foods is the branches and twigs of the Floyd | willow. Floyd | Floyd | Its pelage is dark brown, slightly lighter underneath. When wet, it Floyd | usually appears black. Males stand six feet high at the shoulder, and Floyd | weigh up to 1600 pounds. Females are 10 percent smaller. The large Floyd | palmate antlers grow only on the males and are shed in the early Floyd | months of each year. They begin growing again immediately, and each Floyd | year grow larger, so that their size indicates approximate age and Floyd | maturity. An unusual feature of the male is the bell, a flap of furred Floyd | skin that hangs from the neck. Its purpose is unknown. Floyd | Floyd | The moose breaks into a trot, head lowered directly at you, and Floyd | rapidly closes the distance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up elk" | ||||
Floyd | (in the guidebook) Floyd | Latin name: Cervus elaphus Floyd | Floyd | The elk is a large member of the deer family, and is common in the Floyd | mountainous regions of the United States and Canada. Also known as the Floyd | wapiti after a Shawnee Indian word for "white rump", it is slightly Floyd | larger than the European red deer. Its appearance and behavior is Floyd | similar, as well. As a point of further confusion in naming, elk is Floyd | the European name for the moose. For scientists, therefore, the Floyd | preferred name for this animal is wapiti, but that has not caught the Floyd | public's favor. Floyd | Floyd | Males stand about four and a half feet at the shoulder, and weigh up Floyd | to 1300 pounds. Females are 10 percent smaller. They have a long head Floyd | and neck, which is dark brown. The rest of the animal is lighter Floyd | brown, except for the rump patch and small tail that are buffy in Floyd | color. Floyd | Floyd | The elk are grazing and herding animals, and are found in the forest Floyd | and prairies in groups of up to about 50 animals in Canada, larger Floyd | groups in the U.S. Females and immatures usually keep together, the Floyd | males preferring a lone lifestyle or only a few associates, except in Floyd | the fall, when they join and collect a harem of females for mating. Floyd | This time of year, called the rut, they can be quite aggressive and Floyd | dangerous, as they consider anything not a female elk to be an Floyd | opponent. Floyd | Floyd | The males are commonly known as "bulls", although the term "stag" also Floyd | applies, and the females are called "cows" or "hinds". Males grow Floyd | large antlers each year beginning in April, and shed them in February Floyd | or March. Antlers can grow up to 5 feet long and weigh 45 pounds. Floyd | Their eerie bugle call can be heard for up to half a mile, announcing Floyd | the dominance of a large male or as a challenge to another. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 1 out of a possible 20, in 186 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Sula nebouxii (Blue-footed Booby). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | inky says, "whoah!" | |||
| inky says, "uh, ok" | ||||
| Jota says, "Oops." | ||||
| inky says, "possibly I made a tactical error back there" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | The moose tires of the chase and stops to feed. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | You bugle in the direction you last saw the moose, but he refuses to Floyd | follow. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "The glorious, majestic moose is very dangerous" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The large bull moose looks up from browsing, sees you and drools. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "A moose bit my sister once. Veri nasi" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "challenge moose" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The moose looks at you and sniffs. He's not sure whether to take that Floyd | as a challenge or as an offer. Floyd | Floyd | The moose breaks into a trot, head lowered directly at you, and Floyd | rapidly closes the distance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "shout ole" | ||||
Floyd | The moose follows you to the edge of the canyon and watches as you Floyd | scramble down. The trail is steep, and you slide to the bottom. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you stands a small tower supporting one end of a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | The end of a spruce branch is just barely visible deep inside the Floyd | blackberries. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | (to yourself) Floyd | There is no reply. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "climb tower" | ||||
Floyd | There would be no point in climbing the tower. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x tower" | ||||
Floyd | An 8 foot tower made of steel angles. An identical tower stands at the Floyd | far side of the gully, and together, they support a cable between Floyd | them. A crank with a handle is attached to the base. Floyd | Floyd | A wire cage hangs from the cable at the far tower. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x blackberries" | ||||
Floyd | (the ripe blackberry) Floyd | Large and ripe, this blackberry just begs to be eaten. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get branch" | ||||
Floyd | The stick is so far inside the tangle, you'd cut yourself to pieces Floyd | trying to reach it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "take blackberry" | ||||
Floyd | (the ripe blackberry) Floyd | You're an old hand at blackberries, having grown up in the Northwest Floyd | where the bushes grow like weeds. You taught him how to find the good Floyd | ones before he was even your husband, avoiding the clinging spider Floyd | webs that would invariably be there if you didn't look. The two of you Floyd | would walk along the backroads and fill a cup and stain your hands Floyd | purple. But it always seemed worth the effort, the berries were so Floyd | sweet. Today, alone, you carefully avoid the thorns and pick the Floyd | largest berry from the bush. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota exclaims, "We foudn the single stick in this forest!" | |||
| inky says, "I don't have any idea what I'm seeing here" | ||||
| inky says, "a stick and some machines and stuff" | ||||
| Jota says, "The tower appears to be connected to So Far." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "turn cable" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "turn handle" | ||||
Floyd | (the crank) Floyd | You grab the crank by the handle, its squeaks startlingly loud and Floyd | annoying. Foot by foot, the trolley makes its way across the river Floyd | until it stops beside you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter trolley" | ||||
Floyd | You climb into the trolley which swings and bounces unnervingly. Floyd | Floyd | It's a tight little cable car, only 18 inches wide and 4 feet front to Floyd | back. If you were sharing a ride with anyone else, you would surely Floyd | bump knees, and the bench below you is rotten and soft. Above your Floyd | head a single steel cable runs fore and aft to the metal pulleys that Floyd | are your only means of support. The whole assembly rocks side to side Floyd | with the breeze. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin asks, "...maybe we can burn the bush?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wave to mr rogers" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Instead of a bridge across the chasm, there's a cage on a cable." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "turn crank" | ||||
Floyd | The crank is too far outside the trolley to reach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x trolley" | ||||
Floyd | It's a tight little cable car, only 18 inches wide and 4 feet front to Floyd | back. If you were sharing a ride with anyone else, you would surely Floyd | bump knees, and the bench below you is rotten and soft. Above your Floyd | head a single steel cable runs fore and aft to the metal pulleys that Floyd | are your only means of support. The whole assembly rocks side to side Floyd | with the breeze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "climb cable" | ||||
Floyd | I don't think much is to be achieved by that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | You get out of the trolley. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Behind you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | The end of a spruce branch is just barely visible deep inside the Floyd | blackberries. Floyd | Floyd | You eye the frayed cable that runs just above your head. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "I wonder if we can get the moose in there." | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| McMartin says, "I don't think I like that trolley, Brain." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x branch" | ||||
Floyd | It's the burly end of a spruce branch, buried deep inside the Floyd | blackberries. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get berries" | ||||
Floyd | (the ripe blackberry) Floyd | Avoiding the thorns, you carefully remove a large ripe berry from the Floyd | bushes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get berries" | ||||
Floyd | ripe blackberry: Avoiding the thorns, you carefully remove a large Floyd | ripe berry from the bushes. Floyd | ripe blackberry: Avoiding the thorns, you carefully remove a large Floyd | ripe berry from the bushes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get berries" | ||||
Floyd | ripe blackberry: Avoiding the thorns, you carefully remove a large Floyd | ripe berry from the bushes. Floyd | ripe blackberry: Avoiding the thorns, you carefully remove a large Floyd | ripe berry from the bushes. Floyd | ripe blackberry: Avoiding the thorns, you carefully remove a large Floyd | ripe berry from the bushes. Floyd | ripe blackberry: Avoiding the thorns, you carefully remove a large Floyd | ripe berry from the bushes. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "weird" | |||
| Jota exclaims, "They're multiplying!" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a roll of toilet paper Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | two matches Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat berries" | ||||
Floyd | You can't use multiple objects with that verb. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat berry" | ||||
Floyd | Plump and sweet and ripe to perfection, you've probably never had a Floyd | berry quite so good. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat berry" | ||||
Floyd | Mmm mmm. Just as good as the last one. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "is it putting a random number of berries on there each time?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get berries" | ||||
Floyd | ripe blackberry: Avoiding the thorns, you carefully remove a large Floyd | ripe berry from the bushes. Floyd | ripe blackberry: Avoiding the thorns, you carefully remove a large Floyd | ripe berry from the bushes. Floyd | ripe blackberry: You must have picked the bush clean. The only ones Floyd | left are too high to reach. Floyd | ripe blackberry: You must have picked the bush clean. The only ones Floyd | left are too high to reach. Floyd | ripe blackberry: You must have picked the bush clean. The only ones Floyd | left are too high to reach. Floyd | ripe blackberry: You must have picked the bush clean. The only ones Floyd | left are too high to reach. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "no, I think it's trying to get all the berries in your inventory as well" | |||
| Jota says, "Nope, I think it's trying to pick the ones we already have." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get stick" | ||||
Floyd | The stick is so far inside the tangle, you'd cut yourself to pieces Floyd | trying to reach it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x tangle" | ||||
Floyd | Blackberry bushes grip the edge of the path from the west. Ripe and Floyd | succulent, the berries are the perfect treat for the weary hiker, but Floyd | the thorns are vicious and you take care to avoid them. Floyd | Floyd | The end of a spruce branch is just barely visible deep inside the Floyd | blackberries. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x thorns" | ||||
Floyd | Blackberry bushes grip the edge of the path from the west. Ripe and Floyd | succulent, the berries are the perfect treat for the weary hiker, but Floyd | the thorns are vicious and you take care to avoid them. Floyd | Floyd | The end of a spruce branch is just barely visible deep inside the Floyd | blackberries. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "move thords" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "pull stick" | ||||
Floyd | The stick is so far inside the tangle, you'd cut yourself to pieces Floyd | trying to reach it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "move thorns" | ||||
Floyd | You move the bushes, but the walking stick won't come free. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a roll of toilet paper Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | two matches Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| McMartin says (to floyd), "burn bush" | ||||
Floyd | The blackberry bushes start to catch fire, then go out. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hit thorns with flops" | ||||
Floyd | You hit the bushes, but the walking stick won't come free. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the mid-morning sun peek from behind the clouds, Floyd | trying to cut the crisp chill from the autumn air. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "wasting matches again" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Hmm. Did Bob say the spring was on the other side of the canyon?" | |||
| McMartin says, "Actually, did we? There's a clarification message for actually lighting matches" | ||||
| McMartin says, "Maybe we burned the bushes with MEINDPOWERZ" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "wrap shirt around hand" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "uh, maybe" | |||
| inky asks, "did we try to cross the canyon in the cable car?" | ||||
| inky asks, "or is it not a cable car?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "It is, but the crank isn't in the car itself, I think." | ||||
| Jota says, "Yeah, I couldn't see a way to control it from the inside." | ||||
| Jota says, "Maybe we could push the crank with the stick." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | The rocks are so sharp, even your leather-skin feet feel the points, Floyd | and you turn back. You notice, however, a muddy trail to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear flops" | ||||
Floyd | You put on the flipflops. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the mid-morning sun peek from behind the clouds, Floyd | trying to cut the crisp chill from the autumn air. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Rocky Path Floyd | A narrow winding path moves through the trees, gently climbing from Floyd | west to east. Branches of blackberries encroach on the trail, their Floyd | fruit nestled amongst the thorns. A small stream is visible through Floyd | the trees to the south, and through the bushes, you can barely make Floyd | out the shape of a small tower to the east. Floyd | Floyd | A spruce branch lies among the blackberries to the side of the path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get branch" | ||||
Floyd | You try to remove the stick from the thorny bush, but the burl on the Floyd | end is caught. The harder you pull, the more securely it seems to be Floyd | snagged. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota exclaims, "Huh!" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "push stick" | ||||
Floyd | You give the stick a good push, sending it to the far side of the Floyd | bushes. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "I guess we're on the other side." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | A spruce branch lies half in the path, half in the tangle of Floyd | blackberries. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get stick" | ||||
Floyd | You take the spruce walking stick. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hold stick aloft" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to hold the spruce walking Floyd | stick. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put roll on stick" | ||||
Floyd | You put the roll of toilet paper on the end of the stick. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin exclaims, "Alright! Now we can set stuff on fire!" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | That would be a long drop down into the canyon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hey, it's the olympic torch" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The large bull moose looks up from browsing, sees you and drools. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Hopefully the moose isn't waiting to kill us" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "give blackberry to moose" | ||||
Floyd | The moose doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | The moose breaks into a trot, head lowered directly at you, and Floyd | rapidly closes the distance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "shout ole" | ||||
Floyd | Whom do you want to shout that to? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "moose" | McMartin says, "NOW ALL DIE" | |||
| Jota exclaims, "The suspense!" | ||||
Floyd | There is no reply. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 3 out of a possible 20, in 230 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Sula nebouxii (Blue-footed Booby). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | The moose tires of the chase and stops to feed. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Overgrown Roadway Floyd | An abandoned dirt road ends here, as the trees abruptly close in and Floyd | block further passage west. The road heads up the mountain to the Floyd | east, and through the trees to the south, you can see a log cabin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | Bob looks up from his repairing and nods as you approach. Floyd | Floyd | Seeing a damaged nail, Bob pulls it free and replaces it with a new Floyd | one, setting it with a single blow of the hammer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "light roll" | ||||
Floyd | (first lighting a match) Floyd | The roll of toilet paper catches fire, but the wind carries the smoke Floyd | away from the wasp's nest. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "smoke wasps" | ||||
Floyd | You smoke the stick with the burning roll of toilet paper under the Floyd | wasp's nest, and the smoke sends the insects into retreat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter shed" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In The Shed Floyd | The inside of the shed is quite dark, and, as you might expect, full Floyd | of smoke. You certainly wouldn't want to stay for long. There are no Floyd | windows, and only a small shaft of sunlight penetrates the haze Floyd | through the doorway. Against the back wall are several crooked shelves Floyd | and an old ladder. A board from a wooden deck and a mason's brick sit Floyd | in the corner. Floyd | Floyd | On the shelves are a glass canning jar and a pair of leather work Floyd | gloves. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota exclaims, "We rule!" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x shelves" | ||||
Floyd | Although it's not clear in this light how the shelves are fastened to Floyd | the wall (and you're not sure it really matters), they don't appear Floyd | strong enough to support anything of weight. Floyd | Floyd | The match burns out and crumbles into ashes. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Bob wanted the brick." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "climb shelves" | ||||
Floyd | The shelves don't look strong enough to support your weight, but Floyd | there's nothing on them you can't reach from here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x ladder" | ||||
Floyd | It's a six foot wooden step ladder, the kind with the folding shelf Floyd | near the top rung for a can of paint. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get it" | ||||
Floyd | The ladder belongs to Bob, and you decide to leave it alone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x deck" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x board" | ||||
Floyd | It's a board, looking like a piece of a wooden deck. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get board" | ||||
Floyd | You take the board from the corner of the shed. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "That never stopped us before" | |||
| Jota asks, "That, unlike the ladder, does not belong to Bob?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x brick" | ||||
Floyd | You see nothing special about the mason's brick. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get it" | ||||
Floyd | You pick up the mason's brick, brushing the dirt onto the floor. Floyd | Floyd | The roll of toilet paper burns out and crumbles into ashes. Wisps of Floyd | smoke fade and clear. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In The Shed Floyd | The inside of the shed is quite dark. You certainly wouldn't want to Floyd | stay for long. There are no windows, and only a small shaft of Floyd | sunlight penetrates the haze through the doorway. Against the back Floyd | wall are several crooked shelves and an old ladder. Floyd | Floyd | On the shelves are a glass canning jar and a pair of leather work Floyd | gloves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x jar" | ||||
Floyd | It's a canning jar, the kind your grandmother used for homemade Floyd | rhubarb jam and peach preserves. It has a screw-on lid, and the word Floyd | "Ball" is molded in script on the side. Floyd | Floyd | The glass canning jar contains a handful of washers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get it" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x washers" | ||||
Floyd | You see nothing special about the washers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x gloves" | ||||
Floyd | They're a pair of yellow leather work gloves, or at least, they were Floyd | yellow once. Now they're covered with grass and dirt stains, and many Floyd | more scuff marks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get them" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear them" | ||||
Floyd | You put on the leather work gloves. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Also not Bob's" | |||
| Jota says, "I bet they'd be handy with thorns." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I suppose the gloves might've helped with the thorns... except the stick... hm." | ||||
| Jota asks, "Also, now that we've got gloves *and* flipflops, do we really still need the shorts and shirt?" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jacqueline shakes her head. Again. | ||||
| inky says, "well, Bob will be shocked" | ||||
| inky says, "and he's old, so he has a weak heart" | ||||
| Jota asks (of Jacq), "So that's a 'no'?" | ||||
| inky says (to DW), "yeah, I was thinking that" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Can't we wait to undress until we meet up with our husband?" | ||||
| Jota says (to inky), "Oh, c'mon. He's an obstetrician." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Get Bob to sign the will first." | ||||
| Jota asks (of inky), "How can he be shocked by seeing girly bits?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | As you step through the doorway, one of the wasps flies close, but Floyd | your fear of being stung propels you out the door. Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | Bob looks up from his repairing and nods as you approach. Floyd | Floyd | "I'll just go around the glass one more time to get all of the old Floyd | caulking off, and check the space here again," he says as he works. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "give brick to bob" | ||||
Floyd | "I could have used that a little earlier, my dear. Would you please Floyd | just put that out by the shed?" he says kindly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "glare at bob" | ||||
Floyd | "You would think an old man like me would know something about that, Floyd | but if I do, I've forgotten." Floyd | Floyd | Bob works on the boards of the porch, tapping loose nails back into Floyd | place. Then he spies the hole where one of the boards was removed, and Floyd | looks up at you with a smile. "Would you hand me that board?" he asks Floyd | you. "I sure would appreciate it." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hit bob with board" | ||||
Floyd | He avoids your clumsy attempt, and you can see the sadness in his Floyd | eyes. "Please don't do that," he smiles. "If you want to be mean, I'd Floyd | rather you just went away." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "give board to bob" | ||||
Floyd | "Thanks so much, sweetie. An old man needs all the help he can get, Floyd | even if it's just a little thing," he says with a smile. He puts the Floyd | board into the hole in the porch, and it's a perfect fit. Taking a few Floyd | nails, he secures it in place. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | You have so far scored 6 out of a possible 20, in 258 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "You guys are meanies." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up tringa in guidebook" | ||||
Floyd | Latin name: Tringa flavipes Floyd | Floyd | The lesser yellowlegs is a medium-sized sandpiper that summers in Floyd | northwestern Canada and in Alaska. Its throat and breast are streaked Floyd | with light brown, its belly is white, wings darker brown. Its bright Floyd | yellow legs are long and stand out. Nesting is on the tundra, or in Floyd | open woodlands. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, s/you guys/Jota" | |||
| Jota exclaims (at Jacq), "We did all that work to get his brick for him, and then he gives us a sarcastic 'I could have used that earlier' response!" | ||||
| maga says, "hunh. a while ago I tried to pin down whether this was set in Canada or the USA" | ||||
| inky says, "he has no truck with our fear of wasps" | ||||
| maga says, "(and this would not have helped in the slightest)" | ||||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "#clubf OK. So what have we achieved so far?" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "OK. So what have we achieved so far?" | |||
| inky says, "well, we got him a brick" | ||||
| Jota says, "Which he didn't want." | ||||
| inky says, "and a board" | ||||
| McMartin exclaims, "But we got points for it!" | ||||
| maga says, "and we smoked some wasps real good" | ||||
| inky says, "also, my faint recollection is this is the kind of game with a lot of optional stuff" | ||||
| Jota asks, "None of which appears to have gotten us any closer to our goal?" | ||||
| inky says, "where it's not that hard to achieve the main goal" | ||||
| (from maga) inky says, "like clothing" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "oh? Found any spring anywhere yet?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, we should figure out where the spring is, yeah." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Have we asked him about the spring?" | ||||
| McMartin says, "Isn't it across the canyon? Bob told us about it" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh, okay." | ||||
| inky says (to maga), "ha ha" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask bob about trolley" | ||||
Floyd | "That old trolley has been there for years, and still works just as Floyd | well as it used to," he says. "Kind of like me," he grins. "Anyway, Floyd | it's the only way across the canyon." Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Of course, the trolley across the canyon is an Obious Deathtrap" | |||
| inky asks, "so we need to find the crank for the cable car?" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "I have an idea about the cable car. We might not need the crank. Can we just pull ourselves along?" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Like >PULL CABLE or some such?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Maybe. If you had gloves." | ||||
| McMartin says, "OH WAIT" | ||||
| inky says, "well, ok, let's try it" | ||||
| Taleslinger says, "Enough tales slung for today." | ||||
| Taleslinger, head of a movement of angry young mudders, was shot today from a window of the IF library. | McMartin says, "OK, I've delayed lunch long enough. Back in a few minutes." | |||
| inky says, "I don't remember the way to walk back there" | ||||
| McMartin says, "It's right by the Death Moose" | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, repairing his log cabin. Floyd | Floyd | Bob lays the putty knife on the porch and picks up the tube of Floyd | caulking. "Now, for the finishing touch," he says. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Overgrown Roadway Floyd | An abandoned dirt road ends here, as the trees abruptly close in and Floyd | block further passage west. The road heads up the mountain to the Floyd | east, and through the trees to the south, you can see a log cabin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The large bull moose looks up from browsing, sees you and drools. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | The trail is steep, and you slide to the bottom. Those silly flipflops Floyd | don't help, and you nearly come out of them. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x trolley" | ||||
Floyd | The trolley is an open cage suspended from a steel cable by a pair of Floyd | pulleys, one on each end of the car. The cable runs through the car Floyd | itself, which waits patiently beside you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter trolley" | ||||
Floyd | You climb into the trolley which swings and bounces unnervingly. Floyd | Floyd | It's a tight little cable car, only 18 inches wide and 4 feet front to Floyd | back. If you were sharing a ride with anyone else, you would surely Floyd | bump knees, and the bench below you is rotten and soft. Above your Floyd | head a single steel cable runs fore and aft to the metal pulleys that Floyd | are your only means of support. The whole assembly rocks side to side Floyd | with the breeze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| maga says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | ||||
Floyd | You're already wearing those! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "pull cable" | ||||
Floyd | You pull on the cable and the car slowly moves away from the tower and Floyd | over the edge of the gulch. As the ground drops away, your stomach Floyd | nearly goes with it, the bouncing and swaying of the trolley Floyd | exaggerating the feeling of height. Hand over hand you pull, and Floyd | eventually find yourself at the other side. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hey hey" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | Frogs hop and fish jump, but it doesn't seem to get you very far. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I am teh awesome." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | You get out of the trolley. Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Behind you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "high five" | |||
| Jota says, "You arez0r." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x sign" | ||||
Floyd | The sign is brown with cream lettering, and reads: Floyd | Floyd | "Mirror Lake 16 miles" Floyd | Floyd | The trail leaves to the southeast. Below it is another sign with Floyd | smaller print advising visitors of back-country etiquette, use of Floyd | campfires in designated locations, warnings about the hazards of Floyd | feeding wild animals, and the like. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the mid-morning sun peek from behind the clouds, Floyd | trying to cut the crisp chill from the autumn air. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "I have actually done that in real life, or I wouldn't have thought of it." | ||||
| Jota asks, "Is anyone going to object to me wearing gloves in the hot spring?" | ||||
| inky asks, "does that give any hint about whether it's canada or the US?" | ||||
| maga says, "aha. We *are* in the US." | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Someone wanted to hide this trail, you think as you push the willows Floyd | out of the way. You would never have seen it from the trailhead if you Floyd | hadn't expected it to be here. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move north, the canyon Floyd | narrows to a fissure, its walls rising to funnel you in. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota blinks. | |||
| DavidW asks (of maga), "hm?" | ||||
| Jota asks, "We were clued at any point that there was a trail here?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to DW), "Well, it's a forest service sign, and it's not in metric, which would imply US." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x willow" | ||||
Floyd | Dense shrubs as tall as you are, blocking your vision and making Floyd | passage difficult. You're not sure, but the branches seem a little Floyd | worn to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Someone wanted to hide this trail, you think as you push the willows Floyd | out of the way. You would never have seen it from the trailhead if you Floyd | hadn't expected it to be here. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move north, the canyon Floyd | narrows to a fissure, its walls rising to funnel you in. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "ah" | |||
| Jota asks, "Or did my random IF instincts accidentally have us stumble into a hidden room?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x sign" | ||||
Floyd | The sign is weathered wood, its lettering barely legible. It hides Floyd | among the willows as if tossed aside. It reads: Floyd | Floyd | "Siverson Hot Springs 1/2 mile" Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to Jota), "You stumbled into hidden room, yes." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The canyon rim trail descends, clinging tightly to the stone wall, Floyd | then disappears entirely as the rocks converge. You have no choice but Floyd | to wade, the current swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of Floyd | the sky is visible between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns Floyd | that thrive in the dark moist environment here. The crevice runs Floyd | northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | As you step into the icy water, your flipflops come loose and Floyd | disappear downstream. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "remove flops" | ||||
Floyd | You step out of your flipflops and pick them up. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing a pair of leather work gloves, some shorts and a Floyd | shirt. Floyd | | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The canyon rim trail descends, clinging tightly to the stone wall, Floyd | then disappears entirely as the rocks converge. You have no choice but Floyd | to wade, the current swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of Floyd | the sky is visible between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns Floyd | that thrive in the dark moist environment here. The crevice runs Floyd | northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | A dark gray bird flies to a moss-covered rock, pauses, and disappears Floyd | under the surface of the water. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x bird" | ||||
Floyd | A medium-sized gray bird, of quite ordinary appearance. And quite Floyd | extraordinary behavior. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up bird" | ||||
Floyd | (in the guidebook) Floyd | Latin name: Tyrannus tyrannus Floyd | Floyd | The eastern kingbird is a flycatcher, hunting insects on the wing. It Floyd | has a large head, whiskers, and a broad-based flat bill. Its head is Floyd | black, with a gray back and white underparts. They are common in Floyd | woodland clearings and are often seen near water. They range Floyd | throughout most of North America north of Mexico. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get bird" | ||||
Floyd | The American Dipper is not important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up dipper" | ||||
Floyd | (in the guidebook) Floyd | Latin name: Cinclus mexicanus Floyd | Floyd | The American dipper, occasionally called the water ouzel, is common Floyd | along fast-moving mountain streams. It is a round, gray bird with a Floyd | short tail and large yellow legs. Its voice is a trill in flight, and Floyd | sings at rest with cheeps, buzzes, whistles, and warbles. Floyd | Floyd | A distinguishing behavior, making it a most interesting bird to watch, Floyd | is its ability to walk on the bottom of the fastest-moving stream, Floyd | apparently unaffected by the current. Then, it will jump out of the Floyd | water onto a moss-covered boulder, and bob and curtsey in place, with Floyd | aquatic larvae, snails, or tiny fish in its mouth. Floyd | Floyd | It has enormous oil glands for waterproofing feathers, flaps to seal Floyd | its nostrils, and heavy nictitating membranes (transparent extra Floyd | eyelids) which aid in its regular dives. The dipper breeds in the Floyd | early spring, building a domed nest of ferns and fine mosses, which it Floyd | hides in a rock crevice in a streamside cliff. Often, nests will be Floyd | placed completely out of harm's way under an overhang behind a Floyd | waterfall. They lay usually 4 to 5 eggs, which hatch in 16 days. Floyd | Lifespan is 2 to 5 years. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper jumps into the water with hardly a splash and walks along Floyd | the bottom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | You have so far scored 7 out of a possible 20, in 282 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | The bird flies quickly downstream, dodging rocks and roots, and Floyd | disappears. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper jumps into the fastest part of the stream, and returns a Floyd | moment later with a small insect in its bill. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | Ferns and mosses of luscious green hang from the walls of this cozy Floyd | grotto into which a misty waterfall plunges some 60 feet. Spray fills Floyd | the air to mix with the wall of rising steam from the west, almost Floyd | hiding the thermal waters of the hot spring. A narrow fissure leads Floyd | through a crack in the rocks to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper flies low to a nearby rock, and curtsies. Then, so fast you Floyd | almost don't notice, he ducks behind the waterfall and disappears. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Lovely." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "go behind waterfall" | ||||
Floyd | Bracing yourself against the sting and the cold, you step through the Floyd | falls. The cold water fills the bucket. It also soaks you and your Floyd | clothes from head to toe. Floyd | Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | Behind the waterfall is a narrow space protected from the splashing by Floyd | a rock shelf overhead. You've barely enough room to stand, half Floyd | hunched and awkward. Blocking your view southwest is the waterfall, Floyd | whose icy needles sting when they strike. To the northwest is a watery Floyd | tunnel leading into the mountain itself. Floyd | Floyd | At waist-level is a bird's nest on the cliff face among the mosses and Floyd | ferns, hidden from all eyes but yours. From what you remember, this Floyd | looks like a dipper's nest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "remove pants" | ||||
Floyd | You remove your shorts, stepping slowly out of them. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing a pair of leather work gloves and a shirt. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper jumps into the water with hardly a splash and walks along Floyd | the bottom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "remove shirt" | ||||
Floyd | You fumble with your shirt, but the gloves are in the way. After those Floyd | come off, the shirt is easy. Up and over your head it goes, and drops Floyd | at your feet. Floyd | Floyd | You are now completely naked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "go behind waterfall" | ||||
Floyd | Bracing yourself against the sting and the cold, you step through the Floyd | falls. The cold water fills the bucket. It also soaks you from head to Floyd | toe. Floyd | Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | Behind the waterfall is a narrow space protected from the splashing by Floyd | a rock shelf overhead. You've barely enough room to stand, half Floyd | hunched and awkward. Blocking your view southwest is the waterfall, Floyd | whose icy needles sting when they strike. To the northwest is a watery Floyd | tunnel leading into the mountain itself. Floyd | Floyd | At waist-level is a bird's nest on the cliff face among the mosses and Floyd | ferns, hidden from all eyes but yours. From what you remember, this Floyd | looks like a dipper's nest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Ha ha. Dry clothes." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x shirt" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Er." | |||
| maga says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | You are completely naked. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "OK, so they're also outside, but that's fine." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x nest" | ||||
Floyd | A small nest, expertly crafted of interwoven mosses and pieces of Floyd | fern. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in nest" | ||||
Floyd | The bird's nest is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Hey, where'd our gloves go?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get nest" | ||||
Floyd | On second thought, you decide to leave the dipper's nest where you Floyd | found it. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The gloves came off with our shirt." | |||
| Jota says, "Oh." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | Behind the waterfall is a narrow space protected from the splashing by Floyd | a rock shelf overhead. You've barely enough room to stand, half Floyd | hunched and awkward. Blocking your view southwest is the waterfall, Floyd | whose icy needles sting when they strike. To the northwest is a watery Floyd | tunnel leading into the mountain itself. Floyd | Floyd | At waist-level is a bird's nest on the cliff face among the mosses and Floyd | ferns, hidden from all eyes but yours. From what you remember, this Floyd | looks like a dipper's nest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "sit on nest" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "I guess there's nothing to hatch anyway." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Watery Tunnel Floyd | Your eyes slowly adjust to the darkness to reveal a tunnel filled with Floyd | icy water. The walls are cold and wet, and close in as you move Floyd | deeper, blocking the little light that bounces in from the opening Floyd | southeast. A cold breeze blows in your face from the west, but you can Floyd | see nothing in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Cavern Floyd | You move farther into the darkness to a cavern of unknown size. An Floyd | ancient wind from the depths breathes cold in your face, and your eyes Floyd | strain uselessly to penetrate the dark. Floyd | Floyd | It is pitch dark in here! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "sing" | ||||
Floyd | You sing a few bars of "I Love to Hate Men." Even if you don't really Floyd | mean it, that song always lifts your spirits. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "light match" | ||||
Floyd | You strike the match and for a flickering instant, the flame catches. Floyd | But the cold wind from the depths of the cave is strong, and the match Floyd | goes out, leaving you again in the dark. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Darkness Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | You are completely naked. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Too bad there aren't random songs to sing." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | No doubt there are crevices and tunnels for exploring, but you're Floyd | unequipped for spelunking and the hour is getting late. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | No doubt there are crevices and tunnels for exploring, but you're Floyd | unequipped for spelunking and the hour is getting late. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Watery Tunnel Floyd | You are in a dark tunnel filled with icy water. The walls are cold and Floyd | wet, and move apart as you head southeast toward the light. The cold Floyd | wind from the cavern to your west blows against your back. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm. If you have a jar, maybe you can catch fireflies." | |||
| Jota asks, "During the day?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | Behind the waterfall is a narrow space protected from the splashing by Floyd | a rock shelf overhead. You've barely enough room to stand, half Floyd | hunched and awkward. Blocking your view southwest is the waterfall, Floyd | whose icy needles sting when they strike. To the northwest is a watery Floyd | tunnel leading into the mountain itself. Floyd | Floyd | At waist-level is a bird's nest on the cliff face among the mosses and Floyd | ferns, hidden from all eyes but yours. From what you remember, this Floyd | looks like a dipper's nest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x mosses" | ||||
Floyd | A small nest, expertly crafted of interwoven mosses and pieces of Floyd | fern. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Anything else we can do inside the waterfall?" | |||
| DavidW says, "Or maybe there's a flashlight back in our tent." | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "I guess this isn't the way to the hot spring, hunh" | ||||
| DavidW says, "The spring won't be under the waterfall." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Probably not, no." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Bracing yourself against the sting and the cold, you step out through Floyd | the falls. The cold water fills the bucket. It also soaks you from Floyd | head to toe. Floyd | Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | Ferns and mosses of luscious green hang from the walls of this cozy Floyd | grotto into which a misty waterfall plunges some 60 feet. Spray fills Floyd | the air to mix with the wall of rising steam from the west, almost Floyd | hiding the thermal waters of the hot spring. A narrow fissure leads Floyd | through a crack in the rocks to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a shirt, a pair of leather work gloves and some shorts Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You look longingly at the hot spring, but the time feels early and Floyd | there's still much to do. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper flies to a mossy rock, then disappears behind the Floyd | waterfall. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hunh" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | inky says, "well, ok" | |||
Floyd | (first taking the leather work gloves) Floyd | You put on the leather work gloves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "smell" | ||||
Floyd | The faint smell of sulphur hangs in the air. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Huh - so, that's it." | |||
| DavidW asks, "'much to do'?" | ||||
| Jota asks, "Oh, we're already effectively there?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "cf5" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper, so fast you almost don't notice, ducks behind the Floyd | waterfall and disappears. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | You gather your clothes as you leave the grotto, and are now wearing Floyd | some shorts, a shirt and a pair of leather work gloves. Floyd | Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The way is narrow here, walls of rising stone to either side, and Floyd | water pours in behind you. You have no choice but to wade, the current Floyd | swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of the sky is visible Floyd | between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns that thrive in the Floyd | dark moist environment here. The crevice runs northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "or we're close" | |||
| Jota exclaims, "Hey... no fair!" | ||||
| inky says, "uh" | ||||
| inky asks, "so do we know what to do now?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x ferns" | ||||
Floyd | The walls of this canyon are pinkish granite, the geological layers Floyd | exposed beneath a few clinging ferns. Floyd | Floyd | The American Dipper emerges from below the surface of the stream and Floyd | stands, bobbing in place, at its edge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get ferns" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Explore until evening?" | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "Sit and wait?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x sky" | ||||
Floyd | Overhead, you can see the bright midday sun, warm and welcome. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Get into the tent. I know that much." | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "Or is there something else we're meant to do?" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky asks, "we have to go back to the beginning to the tent?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I remember that there's something in the tent. I forget what. And since you solve a puzzle to get in, there's at least a point earned." | ||||
| Jota says, "I don't remember something telling us to get in the tent." | ||||
| Jota asks, "Or is this just information that you're giving away from when you played that we haven't seen yet?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "You saw the tent. It was blocked by the elk and his harem." | ||||
| inky says, "ok, let's do that then" | ||||
| inky says, "we can try the moose thing" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move south, the willows Floyd | become more and more dense, the path harder to follow. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | The narrow ledge dictates that north and south are your only options. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | You start up the Mirror Lake Trail, a fairly easy grade. It's wide and Floyd | smooth, and winds pleasantly through the conifers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | The trail turns a slight bend, and you lose sight of the trailhead Floyd | behind you. Somewhere in the distance, a squirrel chatters. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | The trail heads up to the southeast and down to the northwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | Hiking has always been a favorite pastime of yours, and you pride Floyd | yourself in your excellent physical condition. The pitch of this Floyd | section increases slightly, but you hardly even notice. Through a Floyd | break in the trees, you can see the canyon to the west, and beyond the Floyd | canyon, parts of a boulder field. | DavidW says, "oh dear" | |||
Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | Roots. Where did all those roots come from? The going becomes more Floyd | difficult as you slow to carefully place each step. You begin to Floyd | wonder if you missed the turn to the hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin asks, "Did I just return to find us in a maze?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | The grade lessens here, and the trail becomes a bit wider. To the Floyd | north, you catch a glimpse through the trees of the mountainous Floyd | landscape. You marvel at the beauty and breathe deeply of the clean Floyd | crisp air. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "The sort of maze where you walk in a straight line?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | The sound of water becomes louder now, you suddenly realize. You're Floyd | not sure when you first heard it. The trail turns a bend, but the Floyd | general direction is still southeast and up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | There is no mistaking the roar ahead, a waterfall of some size Floyd | crashing into rocks. The breeze is cooler, and you move forward, eager Floyd | to see and feel the spray. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the bright midday sun, warm and welcome. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to McMartin), "Not a maze. Jota's walking down the red herring path." | |||
| Jota says, "I'm wlaking down the other path we didn't take." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | Ah, look at the falls. A hundred foot drop, it's amazing. Cool mist Floyd | surrounds you in waves, and your clothes take on the dampness like a Floyd | sponge. You think again of the hot spring, and wonder if you will make Floyd | it back before dark. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | A small marker appears ahead to the right of the trail, and you take Floyd | note. It says: Floyd | Floyd | "Mirror Lake 12 miles" Floyd | Floyd | Yes, you've definitely made a wrong turn somewhere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | The trail steepens again, and you breathe harder as you move forward, Floyd | each step an effort. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | Up and up it goes again. Who graded this route? Must have been someone Floyd | in a hurry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | Switchbacks. Never thought you'd be glad to see switchbacks, but after Floyd | the last bit of up, they're a nice relief. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | The lodgepole pine forest you're passing seems to go forever. The Floyd | trees are a good 75 feet tall with trunks a foot or so in diameter. Floyd | Cones and needles litter the ground, and the smell is wonderful. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "There's gotta be another end to this trail somewhere..." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | You wonder again about the spring. You think he's still waiting? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | The trees give way and you walk along an outcropping. The footing is Floyd | slippery, the small stones loose. The view to the south is Floyd | spectacular. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | A patch of snow hugs the base of a clump of trees. Come to think of Floyd | it, you are feeling a bit cold. You did bring a jacket, didn't you? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | There is definitely more snow here, even some in the shaded areas of Floyd | the trail itself. The wind blows briskly, and the little bit of sweat Floyd | from the exertion of the climb only serves to give you a constant Floyd | chill. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "if we've killed enough time, we can go back to the hot spring!" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | The trail descends into a small valley before continuing its almost Floyd | unbroken rise. Your legs ache, your head pounds, and you think again Floyd | of a relaxing bath in a hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "I guess. I just wanted to see the end of the trail" | |||
| Jota says, "But if I'm the only one..." | ||||
| inky says, "no, no, carry on" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | You catch a glimpse ahead through the trees of a small lake. Mirror Floyd | Lake? That would certainly be nice. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "but if we start seeing those billboards from enchanter, turn around" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | The trail descends again, the grade steep and perhaps even more Floyd | difficult going down than ascending. Your knees ache, your head Floyd | pounds. The altitude is definitely affecting your heart and breathing Floyd | rates. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says (to inky), "Ha ha." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | Just a little farther, you hope. The path turns a corner and you can Floyd | see it ahead. You hurry onward. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mirror Lake Floyd | You step out of the trees, the water before you crystal clear and Floyd | perfectly smooth. The mountains surrounding the cirque are snow-capped Floyd | and majestic, rising from the far shore and reflected on its surface. Floyd | Clark's Nutcrackers gather in the trees to your left, waiting, Floyd | watching, hoping for a handout or just plain curious. Lenticular Floyd | clouds form around the highest peak like smoke rings around the mouth Floyd | of an entertainer in a Vaudeville act. You sigh, breathe a little Floyd | easier, and sit to take it all in. Life just doesn't get any better, Floyd | you think. Until you remember who was waiting at the hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have failed to make your appointment at the hot spring. Floyd | *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 7 out of a possible 20, in 339 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Jota exclaims, "I win!" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Mirror Lake Trail Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "but your relationship has lost" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Step by step, root by root, you retrace your way back to the Floyd | trailhead. Mirror Lake would be a fun destination, but you have more Floyd | important things on your mind today. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "heh" | |||
| McMartin says, "Hey, man, whose birthday is it? Not his." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter trolley" | ||||
Floyd | You climb into the trolley which swings and bounces unnervingly. Floyd | Floyd | You pull on the cable and the car slowly moves away from the tower and Floyd | over the edge of the gulch. As the ground drops away, your stomach Floyd | nearly goes with it, the bouncing and swaying of the trolley Floyd | exaggerating the feeling of height. Hand over hand you pull, and Floyd | eventually find yourself at the other side. Floyd | Floyd | You get out of the trolley. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Behind you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | But you aren't in anything at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | That would be a long drop down into the canyon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The moose breaks into a trot, head lowered directly at you, and Floyd | rapidly closes the distance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | The moose looks at you and sniffs. He's not sure whether to take that Floyd | as a challenge or as an offer. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 7 out of a possible 20, in 347 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 7 out of a possible 20, in 347 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "ack" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | The moose tires of the chase and stops to feed. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | You bugle in the direction you last saw the moose, but he refuses to Floyd | follow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Overgrown Roadway Floyd | An abandoned dirt road ends here, as the trees abruptly close in and Floyd | block further passage west. The road heads up the mountain to the Floyd | east, and through the trees to the south, you can see a log cabin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s.s.d" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | A Northern Flicker is perched high in the branches of a nearby spruce. Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "d.d" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Mountain Trail Floyd | You are on an old mountain trail, hewn from the rocks and trees Floyd | probably 100 years ago. Highbush cranberry grows amongst the aspens, Floyd | and where the trees part enough to let the sky show, fireweed fills Floyd | the openings with profusion. The path turns from southwest to north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "d.d" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright Floyd | and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a Floyd | false warmth. Floyd | Floyd | A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright Floyd | and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a Floyd | false warmth. Floyd | Floyd | Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Campsite Floyd | Remote and secluded, this is the perfect spot for a campsite. The Floyd | ground is flat and slightly higher in the middle of the opening. A Floyd | small two-person tent rests comfortably on a bed of leaves between a Floyd | pair of the biggest trees. You can see a meadow to the north and a Floyd | path leads east. Floyd | Floyd | A large bull elk and his harem sit in the shade in front of the tent. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | The bull elk turns to look directly at you. He's not sure whether to Floyd | take that as a challenge or as an offer. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | The bull elk turns to look directly at you. He's not sure whether to Floyd | take that as a challenge or as an offer. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | You make a few animal noises, but the hidden creatures ignore you. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x tent" | ||||
Floyd | A two-person tent. This one is well-used, and is white and blue. The Floyd | top is of a mesh material, allowing movement of air and views of the Floyd | stars. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "no training aggro moose past Bob" | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "Did we ask Bob about the elk?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter tent" | ||||
Floyd | You start toward the tent, and the bull elk quickly gets to his feet. Floyd | He emits a deep snort, his breath condensing in the cold air. As you Floyd | back away, he stops, then slowly settles back onto the leaves. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota exclaims, "Nope!" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "tell elk about moose" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "tell elk about bob" | ||||
Floyd | This provokes no reaction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask elk about wasps" | ||||
Floyd | There is no reply. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the bright midday sun, warm and welcome. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "shake jar" | ||||
Floyd | You give the glass canning jar a good shake, rattling the contents. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up elk in book" | ||||
Floyd | Latin name: Cervus elaphus Floyd | Floyd | The elk is a large member of the deer family, and is common in the Floyd | mountainous regions of the United States and Canada. Also known as the Floyd | wapiti after a Shawnee Indian word for "white rump", it is slightly Floyd | larger than the European red deer. Its appearance and behavior is Floyd | similar, as well. As a point of further confusion in naming, elk is Floyd | the European name for the moose. For scientists, therefore, the Floyd | preferred name for this animal is wapiti, but that has not caught the Floyd | public's favor. Floyd | Floyd | Males stand about four and a half feet at the shoulder, and weigh up Floyd | to 1300 pounds. Females are 10 percent smaller. They have a long head Floyd | and neck, which is dark brown. The rest of the animal is lighter Floyd | brown, except for the rump patch and small tail that are buffy in Floyd | color. Floyd | Floyd | The elk are grazing and herding animals, and are found in the forest Floyd | and prairies in groups of up to about 50 animals in Canada, larger Floyd | groups in the U.S. Females and immatures usually keep together, the Floyd | males preferring a lone lifestyle or only a few associates, except in Floyd | the fall, when they join and collect a harem of females for mating. Floyd | This time of year, called the rut, they can be quite aggressive and Floyd | dangerous, as they consider anything not a female elk to be an Floyd | opponent. Floyd | Floyd | The males are commonly known as "bulls", although the term "stag" also Floyd | applies, and the females are called "cows" or "hinds". Males grow Floyd | large antlers each year beginning in April, and shed them in February Floyd | or March. Antlers can grow up to 5 feet long and weigh 45 pounds. Floyd | Their eerie bugle call can be heard for up to half a mile, announcing Floyd | the dominance of a large male or as a challenge to another. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x rump" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "So. We make the elk fight?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "It's your funeral." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x cows" | ||||
Floyd | About a dozen cows lie in the shade, chewing grasses and resting. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I mean, sure." | |||
| DavidW says, "I think you should try, yes." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "give berry to cow" | ||||
Floyd | The harem is not important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hit elk with stick" | ||||
Floyd | You poke at the elk with the stick, a dangerous move. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hit elk with stick" | ||||
Floyd | You poke at the elk with the stick, a dangerous move. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hit elk with stick" | ||||
Floyd | You poke at the elk with the stick, a dangerous move. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "I don't see what's so dangerous about it." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling to the northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright Floyd | and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a Floyd | false warmth. Floyd | Floyd | The young bull moves away to the west, bugling as he goes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "boogie woofie" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky asks, "so can we move this guy around or what?" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | The young bull moves away to the west, bugling as he goes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright Floyd | and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a Floyd | false warmth. Floyd | Floyd | The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | The young bull moves away to the northeast, bugling as he goes. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "he only goes in this little loop, I guess" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Campsite Floyd | Remote and secluded, this is the perfect spot for a campsite. The Floyd | ground is flat and slightly higher in the middle of the opening. A Floyd | small two-person tent rests comfortably on a bed of leaves between a Floyd | pair of the biggest trees. You can see a meadow to the north and a Floyd | path leads east. Floyd | Floyd | A large bull elk and his harem sit in the shade in front of the tent. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | The bull elk turns to look directly at you. He's not sure whether to Floyd | take that as a challenge or as an offer. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | The bull elk turns to look directly at you. He's not sure whether to Floyd | take that as a challenge or as an offer. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "show herbs to bull" | ||||
Floyd | The big bull elk is unimpressed. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling in the distance to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling to the northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "bugle" | ||||
Floyd | Off in the distance, you hear a wilder bugle in response. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling to the northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "I wonder if there's a way to make him move other than walking up to him." | |||
| inky says, "you'd think bugling would do it" | ||||
| inky says, "but not that I can see" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Try walking up to him from other directions." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | A bit nervous of humans, the four-point bull moves southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | You stand in the middle of a grove of aspen, which extends in all Floyd | directions. Slender white trunks reach for the sky with long thin Floyd | fingers, stroking the clouds that blow in the autumn breeze. Leaves of Floyd | gold rattle as the winds shift, and here and there one floats to the Floyd | ground to join others that crackle underfoot when you move. A narrow Floyd | path disappears east into the trees, and a camping area is visible Floyd | through a small opening to the west. North is a wide meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright Floyd | and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a Floyd | false warmth. Floyd | Floyd | Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | Continuing his bugling, the young elk walks southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright Floyd | and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a Floyd | false warmth. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear an elk bugling to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the northwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | The elk, sensing your presence, moves off to the southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | The elk, in a continued effort to avoid you, moves into the trees to Floyd | the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "aha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Campsite Floyd | Remote and secluded, this is the perfect spot for a campsite. The Floyd | ground is flat and slightly higher in the middle of the opening. A Floyd | small two-person tent rests comfortably on a bed of leaves between a Floyd | pair of the biggest trees. You can see a meadow to the north and a Floyd | path leads east. Floyd | Floyd | As you enter the campsite, you watch in surprise at the scene Floyd | unfolding before you. The young bull elk approaches the older, larger Floyd | male. With head lowered, he goads the other to his feet. They meet, Floyd | antlers locking in a duel of strength. The rattling, clashing sound Floyd | mixes with guttural grunts and snorts, each twisting the other. Floyd | Somehow, the younger of the two persists, the older pushing him Floyd | backward a short distance away from the tent, but unable to rid Floyd | himself of the challenger. They seem oblivious to your presence. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter tent" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In The Tent Floyd | As you crawl inside, your mind drifts back to a camping trip the two Floyd | of you took together a few years ago. It was in the woods above a Floyd | beach, with the Pacific thundering at the base of the cliff just below Floyd | you. The wind was cool, not unlike today, and swept in from the water Floyd | with the smell of salt. This same tent was new then, and you laughed Floyd | together as you tried to remember how the poles were supposed to fit. Floyd | Floyd | The tent is only slightly roomier inside than it would appear. Two can Floyd | sleep comfortably here, side-by-side or like spoons, with only enough Floyd | space at the foot for essential camping gear. It has a somewhat musty, Floyd | much-loved scent, a smell it has earned with its years of frequent Floyd | use. Floyd | Floyd | A blue rubber bag sits at the foot of the tent. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I am not sure if causing a big elk confrontation outside your tent is actually the safest way" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get bag" | ||||
Floyd | (the rubber bag) Floyd | You grab the blue bag by the buckle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "smell" | ||||
Floyd | The musty smell of the tent tells of much love and use, and reminds Floyd | you of so many of the places you have been. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in bag" | ||||
Floyd | (the rubber bag) Floyd | Floyd | The rubber bag is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "?!?!" | |||
| Jota says, "Erm." | ||||
| Jota says, "That is potentially TMI." | ||||
| inky says, "pretend they mean it smells like mold" | ||||
| Jota says, "On the other hand, maybe it's the elk, not the player." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear bag" | ||||
Floyd | (the rubber bag) Floyd | You can't wear that! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bag" | ||||
Floyd | (the rubber bag) Floyd | It's a blue rubber bag, stiff at the mouth, the kind kayakers and Floyd | water enthusiasts use to keep meals and small equipment dry. At the Floyd | open end is a plastic buckle. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I'm not sure off-hand what good this is" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x buckle" | ||||
Floyd | This buckle is at the open end of the rubber bag, and is made of black Floyd | plastic. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Waterproof" | |||
| inky asks, "I guess we could .. put stuff in it to keep it dry in the waterfall?" | ||||
| Jota says, "Like a lamp." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "hm - yeah." | ||||
| Jota says, "Which we haven't got one of." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open but empty) Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Perhaps Bob has one." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | In The Tent Floyd | The tent is only slightly roomier inside than it would appear. Two can Floyd | sleep comfortably here, side-by-side or like spoons, with only enough Floyd | space at the foot for essential camping gear. It has a somewhat musty, Floyd | much-loved scent, a smell it has earned with its years of frequent Floyd | use. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||||
Floyd | You aren't feeling especially drowsy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Campsite Floyd | Remote and secluded, this is the perfect spot for a campsite. The Floyd | ground is flat and slightly higher in the middle of the opening. A Floyd | small two-person tent rests comfortably on a bed of leaves between a Floyd | pair of the biggest trees. You can see a meadow to the north and a Floyd | path leads east. Floyd | Floyd | The large bull elk is engaged in a sparring match, antlers locked with Floyd | his younger rival. They have moved toward the meadows, and seem Floyd | oblivious to your presence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers to the south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the mid-afternoon sun making its way quickly Floyd | toward an early evening. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, his stride long and sure, moving faster than Floyd | most men half his age. Floyd | Floyd | Bob enters the aspen grove, and turns to look in your direction. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bob, hi" | ||||
Floyd | You seem to want to talk to someone, but I can't see whom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter grove" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "follow bob" | ||||
Floyd | Bob moves so fast, you have a hard time keeping up. But you catch Floyd | sight of him ahead, and do your best to follow. Floyd | Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | You stand in the middle of a grove of aspen, which extends in all Floyd | directions. Slender white trunks reach for the sky with long thin Floyd | fingers, stroking the clouds that blow in the autumn breeze. Leaves of Floyd | gold rattle as the winds shift, and here and there one floats to the Floyd | ground to join others that crackle underfoot when you move. A narrow Floyd | path disappears east into the trees, and a camping area is visible Floyd | through a small opening to the west. North is a wide meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "hunh, where's he going?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "follow bob" | ||||
Floyd | Bob moves so fast, you have a hard time keeping up. But you catch Floyd | sight of him ahead, and do your best to follow. Floyd | The rocks are sharp. Although you have leather soles (but a soft Floyd | soul), you feel the sharp edges and turn back. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear flops" | ||||
Floyd | You put on the flipflops. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "follow bob" | ||||
Floyd | You try to follow Bob but you can't see where he went. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Oops." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "oopsie" | ||||
| Jota says, "It is a shame that it is so easy in IF for an author to say that you see an NPC walking away without actually telling you which direction they're wlaking in." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Rocky Path Floyd | A narrow winding path moves through the trees, gently climbing from Floyd | west to east. Branches of blackberries encroach on the trail, their Floyd | fruit nestled amongst the thorns. A small stream is visible through Floyd | the trees to the south, and through the bushes, you can barely make Floyd | out the shape of a small tower to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "Well, could we not just undo a bit?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Rocky Path Floyd | A narrow winding path moves through the trees, gently climbing from Floyd | west to east. Branches of blackberries encroach on the trail, their Floyd | fruit nestled amongst the thorns. A small stream is visible through Floyd | the trees to the south, and through the bushes, you can barely make Floyd | out the shape of a small tower to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Rocky Path Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear flops" | ||||
Floyd | You put on the flipflops. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, his stride long and sure, moving faster than Floyd | most men half his age. Floyd | Floyd | Bob enters the aspen grove, and turns to look in your direction. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "follow bob" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | You stand in the middle of a grove of aspen, which extends in all Floyd | directions. Slender white trunks reach for the sky with long thin Floyd | fingers, stroking the clouds that blow in the autumn breeze. Leaves of Floyd | gold rattle as the winds shift, and here and there one floats to the Floyd | ground to join others that crackle underfoot when you move. A narrow Floyd | path disappears east into the trees, and a camping area is visible Floyd | through a small opening to the west. North is a wide meadow. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, his stride long and sure, moving faster than Floyd | most men half his age. Floyd | Floyd | Bob follows the rocky path to the east. "You're coming, aren't you?" Floyd | he calls, not even breathing hard. He walks fast for an old man. Come Floyd | to think of it, he walks fast for a young man. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers to the west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "follow bob" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Rocky Path Floyd | A narrow winding path moves through the trees, gently climbing from Floyd | west to east. Branches of blackberries encroach on the trail, their Floyd | fruit nestled amongst the thorns. A small stream is visible through Floyd | the trees to the south, and through the bushes, you can barely make Floyd | out the shape of a small tower to the east. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, his stride long and sure, moving faster than Floyd | most men half his age. Floyd | Floyd | Bob turns off the path and heads south, not pausing for a second. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "Um. Is Bob going to be in the hot spring with us?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | By The Stream Floyd | You are at the north edge of an enticing mountain stream. The sound of Floyd | the water flowing over rounded stones is enough to bring relaxation to Floyd | even the weariest of travelers. Good thing, too, as your sore muscles Floyd | scream from bouncing over too many rough roads. The only obvious trail Floyd | leaves north. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, his stride long and sure, moving faster than Floyd | most men half his age. Floyd | Floyd | Bob walks to the edge of the stream and places his leather portfolio Floyd | carefully out of reach of the water. "This is such a beautiful Floyd | stream," he says, his eyes alive. "I come here often and never get Floyd | tired of the view." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Ah. Phew." | |||
| Jota says, "I don't think I was up for a threesome tonight." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x portfolio" | ||||
Floyd | A brown case with a leather finish. Floyd | Floyd | Bob opens his portfolio and removes an easel, which he sets up beside Floyd | the stream. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "heehee" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about light" | ||||
Floyd | "Sounds familiar. Hmmm. Sorry." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about lamp" | ||||
Floyd | "You would think an old man like me would know something about that, Floyd | but if I do, I've forgotten." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about lantern" | ||||
Floyd | "I've heard of that, but I couldn't tell you a thing." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about flashlight" | ||||
Floyd | "Can't say I know a thing about that." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about torch" | ||||
Floyd | "That's a funny thing to ask an old man about." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask bob about fireflies" | ||||
Floyd | "You'll find them in the meadow. Easier to find at night, though." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob about portfolio" | ||||
Floyd | "That's where I keep all my painting stuff," he says with a grin. "Joe Floyd | gave that to me a few years ago, and I use it all the time." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW asks, "bob about joe" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask bob about joe" | ||||
Floyd | "Joe's my brother," Bob replies. "He's coming to see me next week." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "family" | ||||
Floyd | "Can't say I know a thing about that." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "sky" | ||||
Floyd | "You would think an old man like me would know something about that, Floyd | but if I do, I've forgotten." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x sky" | ||||
Floyd | Overhead, you can see the mid-afternoon sun making its way quickly Floyd | toward an early evening. Floyd | Floyd | Bob puts a small sheet of watercolor paper with an unfinished painting Floyd | on the easel. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "painting" | ||||
Floyd | "I love to paint the water," he answers. "And this time of year, the Floyd | reflections are the best. Rich with color." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x water" | ||||
Floyd | (the stream) Floyd | The stream babbles and beckons to you, and flows over a small Floyd | waterfall from the east to disappear west. It's a pleasant sight after Floyd | the last few weeks, and your eye lingers lazily to take it all in. The Floyd | arrhythmic gurgles and splashes put you quickly at ease. Floyd | Floyd | Bob looks up suddenly, as if an idea has just struck him. "Do you like Floyd | to read?" he asks you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "yes" | ||||
Floyd | "I thought so!" he says with an excitement he hasn't shown since you Floyd | arrived. He goes to his portfolio and removes a well-worn paperback. Floyd | "This is a collection of short stories I found, and it's an absolute Floyd | delight to read. You might take it with you when you visit the hot Floyd | spring. I love to pass the time there with a good book," he says as he Floyd | hands it to you. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "read it" | ||||
Floyd | You open the collection of short stories, flipping quickly past the Floyd | contents and the editor's notes. The first story begins: Floyd | Floyd | The Meteor, the Stone and a Long Glass of Sherbet Floyd | by Angela M. Horns Floyd | Floyd | Another day wasted as guest of the Empress, a wretchedly long tour of Floyd | the breath-taking Boreal Falls, conducted as ever by the Lady Amilia. Floyd | As if she weren't bad enough, an honour guard of soldiers, their Floyd | breast-plates red in the setting sun, march ahead of the procession Floyd | and protect you from seeing anything unrehearsed. It's a dog's life Floyd | being an Ambassador. Floyd | Floyd | The story continues, but you close the book until later. A good story Floyd | is so much better when you can read it straight through. Maybe at the Floyd | hot spring... Floyd | Floyd | Taking the paints from the portfolio, Bob puts them on the shelf below Floyd | the painting. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Somehow familiar..." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "thank bob" | ||||
Floyd | "No problem. Don't mention it," he says graciously. Floyd | Floyd | "Look who's coming!" shouts Bob, pointing toward the sky. A black Floyd | shape soars overhead, and as you watch, tucks its wings into a pair of Floyd | somersaulting rolls. Then, as if that were nothing, it lands in the Floyd | branches of a cottonwood just upstream. "Rawk!" croaks the raven, its Floyd | voice coarse and commanding. Floyd | Floyd | "I love ravens," Bob exclaims. "There's a lot of lore and legends Floyd | about them. The Tlingit Indians believed the raven created the world Floyd | and was the bringer of light, and they wove them into their stories Floyd | and totem poles and ceremonies. A lot of people think they're ugly, Floyd | all black and bad luck, but there's a bird that knows how to have fun. Floyd | I love to watch them fly. And the noises they make." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "raven" | ||||
Floyd | "Those birds sure know how to have fun," he smiles. "There are Floyd | prettier ones, but none with the same personality." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "heh" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x raven" | ||||
Floyd | A large black bird, the raven watches every move you make, every Floyd | stroke of Bob's brush. Occasionally he emits a deep croak or gurgle. Floyd | Floyd | "The coloration is so subtle," he tells you, "I could spend forever Floyd | working on a painting like this." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "raven, hi" | ||||
Floyd | The raven is not important. Floyd | Floyd | Bob takes a look upstream, at the fast-flowing water and the Floyd | moss-covered rocks. Then, he dips his brush and makes a few short dabs Floyd | on the canvas. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "caw" | ||||
Floyd | "That's a funny thing to ask an old man about." Floyd | Floyd | A dark gray bird flies to a moss-covered rock, pauses, and disappears Floyd | under the surface of the water. Floyd | Floyd | "There's a dipper!" Bob points. "He'll be back in just a second. Those Floyd | birds walk through rapids and don't even get wet. At least, they don't Floyd | seem to notice." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Hm. I both like and dislike that >NOVERB to ask the NPC stuff." | |||
| Jacqueline asks, "So, should we just go curl up with this book in the spring and wait for our Love or is there something else we need to do?" | ||||
| McMartin says, "> ASK BOB ABOUT SQUAWK SQUAWK SQUAWK" | ||||
| Jota says, "I don't think we can go to the spring until evening." | ||||
| plchoristers arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "read note" | ||||
Floyd | You take the note from your pocket and read it again: Floyd | Floyd | My Love: Floyd | Floyd | For five years now we have shared so many times together and made so Floyd | many memories. All the places we've gone, the things we've seen, the Floyd | friends we've met along the way. Floyd | Floyd | This is a favorite place of mine, I hope it will be for you. And I Floyd | have a small birthday surprise in store. Meet me this evening in the Floyd | hot spring. I'll find you there. Floyd | Floyd | B Floyd | Floyd | Mixing some green with white on his palette, Bob sets to work on the Floyd | little bit of foliage that hasn't yet turned for fall. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "well, maybe reading the book advances the clock?" | |||
| DavidW says, "I'd put the book in the rubber bag and close the bag, though." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter bag" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | Bob looks up at the stream, then back at his canvas. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "(Apparently not like the zipper.)" | |||
| McMartin exclaims, "#belated-and-pointless I found the 1997 transcript!" | ||||
| McMartin says, "It was part of an actual issue of XYZZYnews. [LINK]" | ||||
| inky says, "ah, cool" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Wonder how we triggered this Bob painting thing." | ||||
| inky says, "we can totally loot Bob's house while he's down by the stream" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x canvas" | ||||
Floyd | A small watercolor painting of a fast-moving stream. Floyd | Floyd | Bob works some more with the reds, adding and blending the colors. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "painting" | ||||
Floyd | "I love to paint the water," he answers. "And this time of year, the Floyd | reflections are the best. Rich with color." Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says (to Jacq), "It's probably a timed event." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Hm, possibly, yeah." | ||||
| McMartin says, "The squid was real." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "nature" | ||||
Floyd | "You would think an old man like me would know something about that, Floyd | but if I do, I've forgotten." Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "He's forgotten MORE THAN YOU'LL EVER KNOW" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I am getting that impression, yes." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x sky" | ||||
Floyd | Overhead, you can see the mid-afternoon sun making its way quickly Floyd | toward an early evening. Floyd | Floyd | Bob takes a look upstream, at the fast-flowing water and the Floyd | moss-covered rocks. Then, he dips his brush and makes a few short dabs Floyd | on the canvas. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a paperback Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open but empty) Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | The dipper jumps into the fastest part of the stream, and returns a Floyd | moment later with a small insect in its bill. Floyd | Floyd | Mixing some green with white on his palette, Bob sets to work on the Floyd | little bit of foliage that hasn't yet turned for fall. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "getting on to early evening? is it time for the hot spring yet?" | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "show stick to bob" | ||||
Floyd | "That's a nice one you found there. Would make a perfect walking Floyd | stick." Floyd | Floyd | The American Dipper emerges from below the surface of the stream and Floyd | stands, bobbing in place, at its edge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | You have so far scored 9 out of a possible 20, in 462 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a paperback Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open but empty) Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | Bob looks up at the stream, then back at his canvas. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about washers" | ||||
Floyd | "I didn't know what to do with those washers either, but I couldn't | Jacqueline says, "hm. Not even half the points yet." | |||
Floyd | throw them away." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x brick" | ||||
Floyd | You see nothing special about the mason's brick. Floyd | Floyd | Bob works some more with the yellows, adding and blending the colors. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "hahaha" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Bob is a little clutterbug." | ||||
| inky says, "hmm" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "x avens" | ||||
Floyd | Tender branches of mountain avens, a leafy herb. If you were Floyd | vegetarian, they would probably be great to eat. Floyd | Floyd | Bob takes a look upstream, at the fast-flowing water and the Floyd | moss-covered rocks. Then, he dips his brush and makes a few short dabs Floyd | on the canvas. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "still not sure what to do" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about fireflies" | ||||
Floyd | "You'll find them in the meadow. Easier to find at night, though." Floyd | Floyd | The dipper flies low to a nearby rock, and curtsies. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "eat avens" | ||||
Floyd | You eat the tender and leafy herbs, but they weren't nearly as good as Floyd | you had hoped. Floyd | Floyd | Mixing some white with the blue, Bob shades the shadowy pools that sit Floyd | protected on the edge of the stream. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "not sure if they're out yet" | |||
| inky says, "probably not" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "Well, is it early evening?" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "You said that, right?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "time" | ||||
Floyd | By your best guess, it's a little before 4:00 in the afternoon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | Jacqueline says, "They'd be out - oh." | |||
Floyd | By The Stream Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | By The Stream Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Yeah, probably not yet." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x avens" | ||||
Floyd | Tender branches of mountain avens, a leafy herb. If you were Floyd | vegetarian, they would probably be great to eat. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper jumps into the fastest part of the stream, and returns a Floyd | moment later with a small insect in its bill. Floyd | Floyd | Mixing some green with white on his palette, Bob sets to work on the Floyd | little bit of foliage that hasn't yet turned for fall. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says, "is there anything else obvious to work on? I guess there's that moose" | ||||
| inky says, "I don't know if the moose is blocking us from anything or just hanging out" | ||||
| DavidW says, "We could try looking for a Big Mac. I don't think this girl's eaten anything but a couple berries." | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "snrk" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I don't want to be spoilery on the moose, so I'm keeping mum on that one." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | By The Stream Floyd | You are at the north edge of an enticing mountain stream. The sound of Floyd | the water flowing over rounded stones is enough to bring relaxation to Floyd | even the weariest of travelers. Good thing, too, as your sore muscles Floyd | scream from bouncing over too many rough roads. The only obvious trail Floyd | leaves north. Floyd | Floyd | Perched in the branches of a nearby cottonwood is a large black raven. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, painting a watercolor of a fast-moving stream. Floyd | Floyd | The bird flies quickly downstream, dodging rocks and roots, and Floyd | disappears. Floyd | Floyd | Bob looks up at the stream, then back at his canvas. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf6" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Rocky Path Floyd | A narrow winding path moves through the trees, gently climbing from Floyd | west to east. Branches of blackberries encroach on the trail, their Floyd | fruit nestled amongst the thorns. A small stream is visible through Floyd | the trees to the south, and through the bushes, you can barely make Floyd | out the shape of a small tower to the east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | You stand in the middle of a grove of aspen, which extends in all Floyd | directions. Slender white trunks reach for the sky with long thin Floyd | fingers, stroking the clouds that blow in the autumn breeze. Leaves of Floyd | gold rattle as the winds shift, and here and there one floats to the Floyd | ground to join others that crackle underfoot when you move. A narrow Floyd | path disappears east into the trees, and a camping area is visible Floyd | through a small opening to the west. North is a wide meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The afternoon sun shines bright Floyd | and cheery, illuminating the gold leaves of the aspen that glow with a Floyd | false warmth. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | West Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the west edge of a large grassy meadow. Leaves from the Floyd | surrounding trees litter the ground, piled against the tall white and Floyd | black boles of the aspens that used to be their owners. To the south Floyd | is your campsite. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | You can hear the sound of clashing antlers in the distance to the Floyd | southwest. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "oops, how do I get to the moose?" | |||
| DavidW says, "He was on top of that ridge near the trolley, I think." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Mountain Trail Floyd | You are on an old mountain trail, hewn from the rocks and trees Floyd | probably 100 years ago. Highbush cranberry grows amongst the aspens, Floyd | and where the trees part enough to let the sky show, fireweed fills Floyd | the openings with profusion. The path turns from southwest to north. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "uh, I guess this isn't the way, hunh" | |||
| DavidW says, "I didn't file my old notes, so I'm unclear on where things are." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I haven't been mapping, but could scroll back and try to piece it together..." | ||||
| inky says, "ok, I'm just goign to wander around then" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | A Northern Flicker is perched high in the branches of a nearby spruce. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x flicker" | ||||
Floyd | It's a Northern Flicker, "the red-shafted variety," Bob told you. It's Floyd | perched high in the branches of a nearby spruce. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hey, it's my friend flicker" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "hehe" | |||
| DavidW says, "I think it was n. n. e. s. from the porch" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Overgrown Roadway Floyd | An abandoned dirt road ends here, as the trees abruptly close in and Floyd | block further passage west. The road heads up the mountain to the Floyd | east, and through the trees to the south, you can see a log cabin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The large bull moose looks up from browsing, sees you and drools. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "awesome!" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x moose" | ||||
Floyd | Antlers are the first thing you notice, large and wide and made of Floyd | more points than you can count. The long snout angles down, giving you Floyd | a clear view of the beady brown eyes and the bristling hackles on the Floyd | back of his neck. He takes a few quick steps in your direction, moving Floyd | the huge rack side to side. Floyd | Floyd | The moose breaks into a trot, head lowered directly at you, and Floyd | rapidly closes the distance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | The moose follows you to the edge of the canyon and watches as you Floyd | scramble down. The trail is steep, and you slide to the bottom. Those Floyd | silly flipflops don't help, and you nearly come out of them. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The large bull moose looks up from browsing, sees you and drools. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | The trail is steep, and you slide to the bottom. Those silly flipflops Floyd | don't help, and you nearly come out of them. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | The canyon drops off steeply to the east. A gentler descent is to the Floyd | south. Floyd | Floyd | The moose breaks into a trot, head lowered directly at you, and Floyd | rapidly closes the distance. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 9 out of a possible 20, in 489 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Can you feed the moose?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "DO NOT FEED THE MOOSE" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "give all to moose" | ||||
Floyd | You can't use multiple objects with that verb. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "He doesn't want the blackberries" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give herbs to moose" | ||||
Floyd | The moose doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 9 out of a possible 20, in 489 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a paperback Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open but empty) Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 9 out of a possible 20, in 489 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | McMartin asks, "Can we flip over its antlers and ride it around?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "shake jar" | ||||
Floyd | You give the glass canning jar a good shake, rattling the contents. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 9 out of a possible 20, in 489 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | DavidW says, "well, perhaps he's a fussy eater." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "throw water at moose" | ||||
Floyd | You throw the water in the bucket at the moose. Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 9 out of a possible 20, in 489 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Jota asks, "That's indecision?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| McMartin says (to floyd), "jump on moose" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to jump. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "ride the moose?" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "So, I asked maga just a second ago, 'Have they found the moose, yet? I'm scrolled back and can't see where they are without losing my place in the transcript.' And he replied, 'They have died. By moosing.' 'So I guess that's a "yes," then.'" | ||||
| McMartin says (to floyd), "ride on moose" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| McMartin says (to floyd), "get on moose" | ||||
Floyd | As you attempt to mount, the moose turns the huge rack of antlers in Floyd | your direction. Those points are enough to change your mind. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 9 out of a possible 20, in 489 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | inky says, "hee hee" | |||
| Jota exclaims, "We got moosemeated long ago!" | ||||
| inky says, "this is actually kind of gory for this kind of game" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "better moosemeated than moosemated" | |||
| DavidW says, "perhaps looking up moose in the guide might help" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 9 out of a possible 20, in 489 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tringa flavipes (Lesser Yellowlegs). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | The moose follows you to the edge of the canyon and watches as you Floyd | scramble down. The trail is steep, and you slide to the bottom. Those Floyd | silly flipflops don't help, and you nearly come out of them. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look up moose in guide" | ||||
Floyd | Latin name: Alces alces Floyd | Floyd | The moose is the largest member of the deer family, and is common in Floyd | subalpine meadows and marshes of the northern United States and Floyd | Canada. So ugly it is almost cute, it has a large muzzle and long legs Floyd | that aid it in reaching the tender vegetation which grows at the Floyd | bottom of lakes and ponds or higher on trees than other animals can Floyd | browse. One of its favorite foods is the branches and twigs of the Floyd | willow. Floyd | Floyd | Its pelage is dark brown, slightly lighter underneath. When wet, it Floyd | usually appears black. Males stand six feet high at the shoulder, and Floyd | weigh up to 1600 pounds. Females are 10 percent smaller. The large Floyd | palmate antlers grow only on the males and are shed in the early Floyd | months of each year. They begin growing again immediately, and each Floyd | year grow larger, so that their size indicates approximate age and Floyd | maturity. An unusual feature of the male is the bell, a flap of furred Floyd | skin that hangs from the neck. Its purpose is unknown. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm, willow twigs, hunh" | |||
| McMartin | TAKE BELL | ||||
| DavidW says, "ah. willow" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter trolley" | ||||
Floyd | You climb into the trolley which swings and bounces unnervingly. Floyd | Floyd | You pull on the cable and the car slowly moves away from the tower and Floyd | over the edge of the gulch. As the ground drops away, your stomach Floyd | nearly goes with it, the bouncing and swaying of the trolley Floyd | exaggerating the feeling of height. Hand over hand you pull, and Floyd | eventually find yourself at the other side. Floyd | Floyd | You get out of the trolley. Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Behind you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | But you aren't in anything at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "I was wondering if we were going to stand there reading two full paragraphs in the time it took the moose to kill us." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get willow" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x willow" | ||||
Floyd | Dense shrubs as tall as you are, blocking your vision and making Floyd | passage difficult. You're not sure, but the branches seem a little Floyd | worn to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I am opposed to us feeding wildlife, of course." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get branches" | ||||
Floyd | You already have those. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I just have to say that." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "It's expected that I say that." | ||||
| inky says, "hee hee" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x willow" | ||||
Floyd | Dense shrubs as tall as you are, blocking your vision and making Floyd | passage difficult. You're not sure, but the branches seem a little Floyd | worn to the north. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the soft cool light of the rising full moon, Floyd | illuminated by the last rays of the sun. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "It wants to kill us" | |||
| inky says, "we're not feeding it fritos" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Someone wanted to hide this trail, you think as you push the willows Floyd | out of the way. You would never have seen it from the trailhead if you Floyd | hadn't expected it to be here. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move north, the canyon Floyd | narrows to a fissure, its walls rising to funnel you in. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x willow" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "weep" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x willow" | ||||
Floyd | Dense shrubs as tall as you are, blocking your vision and making Floyd | passage difficult. You're not sure, but the branches seem a little Floyd | worn to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take willow" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cut willow" | ||||
Floyd | Cutting that up would achieve little. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb willow" | ||||
Floyd | I don't think much is to be achieved by that. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "moo" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "shake willow" | ||||
Floyd | You give the willow a good shake. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "We're bad poeple" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "We can't spell, either." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "(Sorry, couldn't resist)" | ||||
| inky says, "this is disapponting" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Don't tell me willow's a solution and it's only takeable in one spot." | ||||
| McMartin says, "Pah, spelling is for people who have time to review their stunning quips" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Do we need to lure the moose here, then?" | ||||
| inky says (to DavidW), "this is across the canyon!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "pick willow" | ||||
Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "pick willow leaves" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to pick the willow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "pick leaves" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "eat willow" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the willow) Floyd | That's hardly portable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "stamp my flip-flopped feet in anger!" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline asks, "This is the only willow we've seen?" | |||
| DavidW says, "It's on the wrong side of the canyon anyway." | ||||
| inky says, "it's the only one I remember" | ||||
| inky says, "but that doesn't prove anything" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look up willow in guide" | Jacqueline says (to DW), "Well, it wouldn't be if we could take it." | |||
Floyd | (genus Salix) Floyd | Floyd | Willow is a generic name given to an entire family of shrubs that grow Floyd | in dense clumps near water. They produce catkins, or pussy-willows, in Floyd | the spring, and cottony seeds later in the year. They have elongated Floyd | blue-green leaves, many species have hairy twigs. They are a favorite Floyd | food for the browsing moose. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Someone wanted to hide this trail, you think as you push the willows Floyd | out of the way. You would never have seen it from the trailhead if you Floyd | hadn't expected it to be here. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move north, the canyon Floyd | narrows to a fissure, its walls rising to funnel you in. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The canyon rim trail descends, clinging tightly to the stone wall, Floyd | then disappears entirely as the rocks converge. You have no choice but Floyd | to wade, the current swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of Floyd | the sky is visible between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns Floyd | that thrive in the dark moist environment here. The crevice runs Floyd | northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | As you step into the icy water, your flipflops come loose and Floyd | disappear downstream. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "remove flipflops" | ||||
Floyd | You step out of your flipflops and pick them up. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing some shorts, a shirt and a pair of leather work Floyd | gloves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The canyon rim trail descends, clinging tightly to the stone wall, Floyd | then disappears entirely as the rocks converge. You have no choice but Floyd | to wade, the current swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of Floyd | the sky is visible between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns Floyd | that thrive in the dark moist environment here. The crevice runs Floyd | northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | Ferns and mosses of luscious green hang from the walls of this cozy Floyd | grotto into which a misty waterfall plunges some 60 feet. Spray fills Floyd | the air to mix with the wall of rising steam from the west, almost Floyd | hiding the thermal waters of the hot spring. A narrow fissure leads Floyd | through a crack in the rocks to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x willow" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You look longingly at the hot spring, but you wish for the soothing Floyd | fragrance of eucalyptus, your favorite scent. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hey, a goal" | |||
| DavidW says, "I left my eucalyptus in my other swimsuit." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "consult guide about eucalyptus" | ||||
Floyd | Latin name: Eucalyptus globulus Floyd | Floyd | There is no official entry in the guidebook for eucalyptus, as it is Floyd | endemic only to Australia and Tasmania. You don't need a listing for Floyd | this herb, however, because its pleasant medicinal odor is one of your Floyd | favorite smells. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper jumps into the fastest part of the stream, and returns a Floyd | moment later with a small insect in its bill. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I am totally relating to this PC." | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "For lo, I have a love of both eucalyptus AND hot springs." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Also, nature." | ||||
| inky says, "guys are always taking off your flip-flops too" | ||||
| Jota asks, "#belated Why were we expecting willow in that other spot we were in?" | ||||
| inky says, "there's a willow there" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Actually, I hate flip flops, truth be told." | ||||
| inky says, "it was hiding the north trail" | ||||
| DavidW says, "If there's any eucalpytus smelling stuff around, Bob's might have it. A shampoo, maybe." | ||||
| Jota asks, "Does the game say there's a willow, or does it just respond to the noun 'willow'?" | ||||
| inky says, "both" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper flies low to a nearby rock, and curtsies. Then, so fast you Floyd | almost don't notice, he ducks behind the waterfall and disappears. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper, so fast you almost don't notice, ducks behind the Floyd | waterfall and disappears. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | You gather your clothes as you leave the grotto, and are now wearing Floyd | some shorts, a shirt and a pair of leather work gloves. Floyd | Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The way is narrow here, walls of rising stone to either side, and Floyd | water pours in behind you. You have no choice but to wade, the current Floyd | swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of the sky is visible Floyd | between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns that thrive in the Floyd | dark moist environment here. The crevice runs northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Well, willow is mentioned as a favorite food of the mooses." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move south, the willows Floyd | become more and more dense, the path harder to follow. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x willow" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x willows" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x willow" | ||||
Floyd | Dense shrubs as tall as you are, blocking your vision and making Floyd | passage difficult. You're not sure, but the branches seem a little Floyd | worn to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x branches" | ||||
Floyd | Tender branches of mountain avens, a leafy herb. If you were Floyd | vegetarian, they would probably be great to eat. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Do dipper nests get made of willow twigs?" | |||
| inky says, "hmm!" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Someone wanted to hide this trail, you think as you push the willows Floyd | out of the way. You would never have seen it from the trailhead if you Floyd | hadn't expected it to be here. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move north, the canyon Floyd | narrows to a fissure, its walls rising to funnel you in. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The canyon rim trail descends, clinging tightly to the stone wall, Floyd | then disappears entirely as the rocks converge. You have no choice but Floyd | to wade, the current swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of Floyd | the sky is visible between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns Floyd | that thrive in the dark moist environment here. The crevice runs Floyd | northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | Ferns and mosses of luscious green hang from the walls of this cozy Floyd | grotto into which a misty waterfall plunges some 60 feet. Spray fills Floyd | the air to mix with the wall of rising steam from the west, almost Floyd | hiding the thermal waters of the hot spring. A narrow fissure leads Floyd | through a crack in the rocks to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper jumps into the water with hardly a splash and walks along Floyd | the bottom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x nest" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper, so fast you almost don't notice, ducks behind the Floyd | waterfall and disappears. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Other side of waterfall" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter waterfall" | ||||
Floyd | Bracing yourself against the sting and the cold, you step through the Floyd | falls. The cold water fills the rubber bag and the bucket. It also Floyd | soaks you and your clothes from head to toe. Floyd | Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | Behind the waterfall is a narrow space protected from the splashing by Floyd | a rock shelf overhead. You've barely enough room to stand, half Floyd | hunched and awkward. Blocking your view southwest is the waterfall, Floyd | whose icy needles sting when they strike. To the northwest is a watery Floyd | tunnel leading into the mountain itself. Floyd | Floyd | At waist-level is a bird's nest on the cliff face among the mosses and Floyd | ferns, hidden from all eyes but yours. From what you remember, this Floyd | looks like a dipper's nest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x nest" | ||||
Floyd | A small nest, expertly crafted of interwoven mosses and pieces of Floyd | fern. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "ack. FILLs the bag?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a paperback Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open and full of water) Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Didn't you CLOSE it?" | |||
| inky says, "well uh" | ||||
| DavidW says, "And you didn't put the paperback in either" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x paperback" | ||||
Floyd | It's a collection of short stories of various genres. There's a tale Floyd | of a bored diplomat who uses underground means to accomplish his Floyd | political goals, a haunting story of a man who relives painful moments Floyd | from his past, a sci-fi thriller about a virtual reality simulation Floyd | gone bad, a miniature world in need of a good turn, and 23 others. It Floyd | should make excellent reading. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "luckily it didn't get wet!" | |||
| Spinster arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| plchoristers goes home. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read it" | Spinster says, "O hai" | |||
Floyd | You open the collection of short stories, flipping quickly past the Floyd | contents and the editor's notes. The first story begins: Floyd | Floyd | The Meteor, the Stone and a Long Glass of Sherbet Floyd | by Angela M. Horns Floyd | Floyd | Another day wasted as guest of the Empress, a wretchedly long tour of Floyd | the breath-taking Boreal Falls, conducted as ever by the Lady Amilia. Floyd | As if she weren't bad enough, an honour guard of soldiers, their Floyd | breast-plates red in the setting sun, march ahead of the procession Floyd | and protect you from seeing anything unrehearsed. It's a dog's life Floyd | being an Ambassador. Floyd | Floyd | The story continues, but you close the book until later. A good story Floyd | is so much better when you can read it straight through. Maybe at the Floyd | hot spring... Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "amazing" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Fissure Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "aaaa" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), " x willow" | ||||
Floyd | Dense shrubs as tall as you are, blocking your vision and making Floyd | passage difficult. You're not sure, but the branches seem a little Floyd | worn to the north. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "anyway, so we should be looking for eucalyptus" | |||
| inky asks, "should we ask bob?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "yes." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter trolley" | ||||
Floyd | You climb into the trolley which swings and bounces unnervingly. Floyd | Floyd | You pull on the cable and the car slowly moves away from the tower and Floyd | over the edge of the gulch. As the ground drops away, your stomach Floyd | nearly goes with it, the bouncing and swaying of the trolley Floyd | exaggerating the feeling of height. Hand over hand you pull, and Floyd | eventually find yourself at the other side. Floyd | Floyd | You get out of the trolley. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Behind you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | You make it part way up the canyon wall, but lose your grip and slide Floyd | back down. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Eucalyptus won't be growing anywhere near here." | |||
| inky says, "I don't actually remember how to get there" | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a paperback Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open but empty) Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin exclaims, "Road trip to San Diego!" | |||
| inky says, "maybe if we find an exit into Photograph, which had the same conversation system, we could get to australia" | ||||
| Spinster exclaims, "Well there's the problem. We have our hands full!" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "We are, indeed, carrying a ton of stuff." | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "x bag" | ||||
Floyd | It's a blue rubber bag, stiff at the mouth, the kind kayakers and Floyd | water enthusiasts use to keep meals and small equipment dry. At the Floyd | open end is a plastic buckle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "wear flipflops" | ||||
Floyd | You put on the flipflops. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Hooray for no inventory limit." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "up" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The large bull moose looks up from browsing, sees you and drools. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | The road turns from south to west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Overgrown Roadway Floyd | An abandoned dirt road ends here, as the trees abruptly close in and Floyd | block further passage west. The road heads up the mountain to the Floyd | east, and through the trees to the south, you can see a log cabin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | A Northern Flicker is perched high in the branches of a nearby spruce. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Mountain Trail Floyd | You are on an old mountain trail, hewn from the rocks and trees Floyd | probably 100 years ago. Highbush cranberry grows amongst the aspens, Floyd | and where the trees part enough to let the sky show, fireweed fills Floyd | the openings with profusion. The path turns from southwest to north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | Flickering green lights illuminate the north end of the meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The chill of the coming winter Floyd | hangs in the moonlit air like a cat waiting to pounce. Floyd | Floyd | Flickering green lights illuminate the north end of the meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Aspen Grove Floyd | You stand in the middle of a grove of aspen, which extends in all | Spinster says, "flip flop flip flop" | |||
Floyd | directions. Slender trunks reach for the sky, silhouetted in the Floyd | moonlight against the scattered clouds that blow in the evening Floyd | breeze. Leaves rattle as the winds shift, and here and there one Floyd | floats to the ground to join others that crackle underfoot when you Floyd | move. A narrow path disappears east into the trees, and a camping area Floyd | is visible through a small opening to the west. North is a wide Floyd | meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "time" | ||||
Floyd | It's a little hard to guess the time, as the sun has set. It's getting Floyd | quite late. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oh ho ho" | |||
| DavidW asks, "Flickering green lights?" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The chill of the coming winter Floyd | hangs in the moonlit air like a cat waiting to pounce. Floyd | Floyd | Flickering green lights illuminate the north end of the meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | Hundreds of fireflies fill the air, each a momentary pinpoint of light Floyd | that moves and flashes in its own rhythm. They surround you, silently Floyd | sending signals to others of their kind, a cold green glow that lights Floyd | up the corners of the meadow. To the east, the full moon sits above Floyd | the trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x fireflies" | ||||
Floyd | Hundreds of fireflies fill the air, each a momentary pinpoint of light Floyd | that moves and flashes in its own rhythm. They surround you, silently Floyd | sending signals to others of their kind, a cold green glow that lights Floyd | up the corners of the meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open jar" | ||||
Floyd | You start to give the lid a simple twist when you realize it is rusted Floyd | on tight. Using all your strength, you try again with no better Floyd | result. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "aw geez" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "oh poo" | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "break jar" | ||||
Floyd | The glass jar shatters into hundreds of tiny fragments. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Um, no." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to Spinster), "gosh. thanks." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "heh" | ||||
| Spinster says, "Well sorry." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "S'okay. We fixed it." | ||||
| Spinster says, "I didn't figure he'd just go HULK SMASH" | ||||
| DavidW says, "she" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "We don't want the washers inside, we want the jar, so." | ||||
| McMartin says, "If violence isn't solving all of your problems, you AREN'T USING ENOUGH OF IT" | ||||
| vimes says (to McMartin), "BREAK JAR WITH MOOSE" | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a paperback Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open but empty) Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a handful of washers Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x jar" | ||||
Floyd | It's a canning jar, the kind your grandmother used for homemade Floyd | rhubarb jam and peach preserves. It has a screw-on lid, and the word Floyd | "Ball" is molded in script on the side. Floyd | Floyd | The glass canning jar contains a handful of washers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "unscrew lid" | ||||
Floyd | Try as you might, the lid just won't budge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "turn lid" | ||||
Floyd | Try as you might, the lid just won't budge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hit lit" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hit lid" | ||||
Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | > | vimes says, "hee hee" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cry" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "x bag" | ||||
Floyd | It's a blue rubber bag, stiff at the mouth, the kind kayakers and Floyd | water enthusiasts use to keep meals and small equipment dry. At the Floyd | open end is a plastic buckle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "put bag on jar" | ||||
Floyd | That's too big to fit in the glass canning jar. Floyd | Floyd | > | vimes asks, "I wonder...is it a noisemaker?" | |||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "x buckle" | ||||
Floyd | This buckle is at the open end of the rubber bag, and is made of black Floyd | plastic. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "well, it does make noise" | |||
| DavidW says, "Maybe get Bob to open it? Or use hot water." | ||||
| inky says, "but we haven't found a use for it" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "tap lid with stick" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "maybe bob is back at his cabin now" | |||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "wear bag" | ||||
Floyd | You can't wear that! Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the soft cool light of the full moon. Floyd | Floyd | The fireflies blink, their green light illuminating the air around Floyd | you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | josh_g says, "hey, maybe I should join in on this" | |||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You're already wearing those! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | Flickering green lights illuminate the north end of the meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Mountain Trail Floyd | You are on an old mountain trail, hewn from the rocks and trees Floyd | probably 100 years ago. Highbush cranberry grows amongst the aspens, Floyd | and where the trees part enough to let the sky show, fireweed fills Floyd | the openings with profusion. The path turns from southwest to north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | A Northern Flicker is perched high in the branches of a nearby spruce. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| josh_g arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Homestead Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | In The Cabin Floyd | The inside of Bob's cabin is spartan but comfortable, lit by a single Floyd | kerosene lamp and a fire that burns in the stone fireplace that forms Floyd | the north wall of the cabin. The open door and one window look out Floyd | onto the moonlit property of the homestead. Floyd | Floyd | You can see Bob here, engrossed in a hardback book. Floyd | Floyd | You can also see a pile of ashes here. Floyd | Floyd | You watch him reading, the kerosene lamp burning brightly above his Floyd | head. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "!!" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get lamp" | ||||
Floyd | (the kerosene lamp) Floyd | The kerosene lamp belongs to Bob, and you decide to leave it alone. Floyd | Floyd | Bob sits quietly engrossed in a hardcover novel. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "what a liar" | |||
| inky says, "he totally had a lamp" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bob, give me the lamp" | ||||
Floyd | (the kerosene lamp) Floyd | Bob just looks at you and shrugs. "If you see that around, just help Floyd | yourself," he mutters. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get lamp" | ||||
Floyd | (the kerosene lamp) Floyd | The kerosene lamp belongs to Bob, and you decide to leave it alone. Floyd | Floyd | Bob shifts in his chair, finding a more comfortable position, but Floyd | doesn't even look up. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about lamp" | ||||
Floyd | "I've heard of that, but I couldn't tell you a thing." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "bob, give me the damn lamp" | ||||
Floyd | Bob just looks at you and rubs his chin. You're not sure he Floyd | understood. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "geez" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about jar" | ||||
Floyd | "Can't you get it open?" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "give jar to bob" | ||||
Floyd | He gives the lid a twist with such force that you're sure the jar will Floyd | break. Suddenly, it comes off. "That's a tough one. Must have rusted Floyd | shut," he remarks. Then he puts more than a dozen holes in the lid of Floyd | the jar and hands them back to you. "There you go. That should do it." Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by two points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to inky), "heehee" | |||
| Spinster says, "Boys -are- useful" | ||||
| (from inky) Bob says "Takes a REAL MAN to open a jar like this, girlie!" | ||||
| maga says, "you bastard, I wanted to make pickled eggs" | ||||
| Jacqueline giggles. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about eucalyptus" | ||||
Floyd | "My wife used to love the smell of eucalyptus more than anything else Floyd | on the planet. She'd put those leaves everywhere, and the whole house Floyd | would smell like medicine." Floyd | Floyd | > | josh_g asks, "is it possible to get a brief summary of what I've missed? or has this been running for a long time?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask bob about leaves" | ||||
Floyd | "Leaves on all of the trees and all over the ground." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ask bob for eucalyptus" | ||||
Floyd | Bob just looks at you and shrugs. "If you see that around, just help Floyd | yourself," he mutters. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "it's been running a long time but there isn't much plot" | |||
| maga says, "we took our pants off and then a moose killed us about a dozen times" | ||||
| josh_g says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "basically we're wandering around this natural area" | ||||
| inky says, "the long-term goal is to get to this hot spring" | ||||
| vimes says (to yeah,), "that's about what I was going to summarize" | ||||
| Jota says, "We're out camping with our husband who told us to meet him at the hot springs in the evening." | ||||
| vimes says, "er, ..maga" | ||||
| josh_g says, "wacky" | ||||
| inky says, "this Bob guy is not our husband" | ||||
| Jota says, "But we are looking for interesting things to do before we get there." | ||||
| inky says, "so we're spending all our time with him" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to maga), "Great summary." | ||||
| josh_g says, "oh, so we're spending time with him hoping for interesting things to do" | ||||
| josh_g says, "got it" | ||||
| josh_g says, "*wink wink nudge nudge*" | ||||
| Spinster exclaims, "Fireflies!" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | A Northern Flicker is perched high in the branches of a nearby spruce. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x woods" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Mountain Trail Floyd | You are on an old mountain trail, hewn from the rocks and trees Floyd | probably 100 years ago. Highbush cranberry grows amongst the aspens, Floyd | and where the trees part enough to let the sky show, fireweed fills Floyd | the openings with profusion. The path turns from southwest to north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | Flickering green lights illuminate the north end of the meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Meadow Floyd | You are in the middle of a large grassy meadow, bordered by aspens and Floyd | a few white spruce in all directions. The chill of the coming winter Floyd | hangs in the moonlit air like a cat waiting to pounce. Floyd | Floyd | Flickering green lights illuminate the north end of the meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "This is definitely not a Emily Short game." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | Hundreds of fireflies fill the air, each a momentary pinpoint of light Floyd | that moves and flashes in its own rhythm. They surround you, silently Floyd | sending signals to others of their kind, a cold green glow that lights Floyd | up the corners of the meadow. To the east, the full moon sits above Floyd | the trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "open jar" | ||||
Floyd | That's already open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put fireflies in jar" | ||||
Floyd | You need to be holding the fireflies before you can put them into Floyd | something else. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get fireflies" | ||||
Floyd | You wait for just the right moment, when one of the insects is Floyd | illuminated and near enough to reach. It's a matter of waiting for the Floyd | blink, then taking a few steps closer, then waiting again. One at a Floyd | time, you capture about a dozen of the luminous creatures. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "close jar" | ||||
Floyd | You screw the lid onto the jar. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah, there's only one ending" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat fireflies" | ||||
Floyd | They might be better dipped in chocolate. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "cf7" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "dig grave" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "put fireflies in jar" | ||||
Floyd | The glass canning jar is closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "open jar. put fireflies in jar" | ||||
Floyd | You open the glass canning jar. Floyd | You put the fireflies into the glass canning jar. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin asks, "Isn't it already too late to find our husband?" | |||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "close jar" | ||||
Floyd | You screw the lid onto the jar. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says (to Spinster), "Um." | |||
| McMartin says, "They'll suffocate..." | ||||
| inky says, "weird" | ||||
| Spinster says, "The lid has holes" | ||||
| josh_g says, "no, the dude punched holes in the lid" | ||||
| Jota asks, "Were we holding them outside of the jar?" | ||||
| inky says (to Jota), "maybe!" | ||||
| Jacqueline waves and makes an isquiesque departure for home. | ||||
| PerrySimm goes home. | ||||
| Jota asks, "Is that even possible?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x jar" | ||||
| josh_g says (to floyd), "i" | Spinster says, "Yes. Yes you were." | |||
Floyd | Fireflies fill your glass jar, their eerie green light blinking and Floyd | illuminating everything around you. Floyd | Floyd | In addition to the fireflies, the jar contains a handful of washers. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a paperback Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open but empty) Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says, "OK what now" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I think if it gets too late we lose." | ||||
| Spinster asks, "was there a dark place you wanted to get into?" | ||||
| josh_g says, "wow, that was spammy. sorry" | ||||
| inky says, "I guess we can wander through the whaddyacall again" | ||||
| inky says, "yeah, the waterfall" | ||||
| Jota says, "Now that the jar has holes so that the flireflies can breathe, let's stick them in an airtight rubber back." | ||||
| PerrySimm arrives, ready to play with the toys. | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | Flickering green lights illuminate the north end of the meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | North Edge of Meadow Floyd | You are at the north edge of the large and grassy meadow, bordered by Floyd | aspen. Fireweed grows at the base of the trees, pink blooms withered Floyd | and gone to seed. Floyd | Floyd | Hundreds of fireflies fill the air, each a momentary pinpoint of light Floyd | that moves and flashes in its own rhythm. They surround you, silently Floyd | sending signals to others of their kind, a cold green glow that lights Floyd | up the corners of the meadow. To the east, the full moon sits above Floyd | the trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You wander a bit into the forest, but directions are confusing, and Floyd | you stop for fear of losing your way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | East Edge of Meadow Floyd | The east end of the meadow is rocky, and you make your way carefully Floyd | when you move. Further east, a granite cliff blocks your way. The Floyd | remnants of an old mountain trail lead northeast. Floyd | Floyd | Flickering green lights illuminate the north end of the meadow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "ne" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Mountain Trail Floyd | You are on an old mountain trail, hewn from the rocks and trees Floyd | probably 100 years ago. Highbush cranberry grows amongst the aspens, Floyd | and where the trees part enough to let the sky show, fireweed fills Floyd | the openings with profusion. The path turns from southwest to north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Homestead Floyd | The years have not been kind to this remnant of the past, although the Floyd | obviously recent repairs hide the worst of the scars. An old-fashioned Floyd | log cabin occupies an opening in the woods, door swung open onto the Floyd | wide front porch. The single window looks out onto the clearing, alert Floyd | and watchful, with a country plaid curtain that flutters in the Floyd | breeze. A trail leaves to the south and continues around the cabin to Floyd | the north. Floyd | Floyd | On the porch is an oak rocking chair. Floyd | Floyd | A Northern Flicker is perched high in the branches of a nearby spruce. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Behind the Cabin Floyd | The north side of the cabin is plain and unpretentious; not even a Floyd | window provides a view in. A stone chimney forms most of the wall of Floyd | the cabin. In the clearing here is a traditional antique outhouse, Floyd | complete with a crescent moon. A wooden shed sits off to the side and Floyd | a garden lies west. To the north through the trees, you can see the Floyd | double tracks of an overgrown roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Overgrown Roadway Floyd | An abandoned dirt road ends here, as the trees abruptly close in and Floyd | block further passage west. The road heads up the mountain to the Floyd | east, and through the trees to the south, you can see a log cabin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s.d" | ||||
Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The moose breaks into a trot, head lowered directly at you, and Floyd | rapidly closes the distance. Floyd | The moose follows you to the edge of the canyon and watches as you Floyd | scramble down. The trail is steep, and you slide to the bottom. Those Floyd | silly flipflops don't help, and you nearly come out of them. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "Too... many... rooms" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | That would be a long drop down into the canyon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter trolley" | ||||
Floyd | You climb into the trolley which swings and bounces unnervingly. Floyd | Floyd | You pull on the cable and the car slowly moves away from the tower and Floyd | over the edge of the gulch. As the ground drops away, your stomach Floyd | nearly goes with it, the bouncing and swaying of the trolley Floyd | exaggerating the feeling of height. Hand over hand you pull, and Floyd | eventually find yourself at the other side. Floyd | Floyd | You get out of the trolley. Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Behind you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Someone wanted to hide this trail, you think as you push the willows Floyd | out of the way. You would never have seen it from the trailhead if you Floyd | hadn't expected it to be here. Floyd | Floyd | Flip flop. Flip flop. Flip flop. Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move north, the canyon Floyd | narrows to a fissure, its walls rising to funnel you in. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The canyon rim trail descends, clinging tightly to the stone wall, Floyd | then disappears entirely as the rocks converge. You have no choice but Floyd | to wade, the current swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of Floyd | the sky is visible between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns Floyd | that thrive in the dark moist environment here. The crevice runs Floyd | northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | As you step into the icy water, your flipflops come loose and Floyd | disappear downstream. Floyd | Floyd | The American Dipper emerges from below the surface of the stream and Floyd | stands, bobbing in place, at its edge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put all in bag" | ||||
Floyd | You can't use multiple objects with that verb. Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "uh oh" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put jar in bag" | ||||
Floyd | You put the glass canning jar into the rubber bag. Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "we lost the flip flops" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Fissure Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Fissure Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "remove flops" | ||||
Floyd | You step out of your flipflops and pick them up. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing some shorts, a shirt and a pair of leather work Floyd | gloves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put shirt in bag" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking it off) Floyd | Floyd | You fumble with your shirt, but the gloves are in the way. After those Floyd | come off, the shirt is easy. Up and over your head it goes. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing only some shorts. Floyd | You put the shirt into the rubber bag. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put shorts in bag" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking them off) Floyd | Floyd | You remove your shorts. Floyd | Floyd | You are now completely naked. Floyd | You put the shorts into the rubber bag. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get gloves" | ||||
Floyd | You already have those. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put jar in bag" | ||||
Floyd | There's not enough room left in the rubber bag. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l in bag" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The rubber bag contains some shorts and a shirt. Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "..." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get shorts and shirt" | ||||
Floyd | shorts: Taken. Floyd | shirt: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put jar and book in bg" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the paperback or the guidebook? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "paperback" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | josh_g asks, "are we afraid of getting clothes wet or something?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put jar and paperback book in bag" | ||||
Floyd | glass canning jar: Done. Floyd | paperback: Done. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the soft cool light of the full moon. Floyd | Floyd | The fireflies in your glass canning jar blink, their green light Floyd | illuminating the air around you. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Yeah." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "close bag" | ||||
Floyd | You close the waterproof bag, folding and buckling the top. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The canyon rim trail descends, clinging tightly to the stone wall, Floyd | then disappears entirely as the rocks converge. You have no choice but Floyd | to wade, the current swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of Floyd | the sky is visible between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns Floyd | that thrive in the dark moist environment here. The crevice runs Floyd | northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Sorry, I was busy trying to repair the damage from getting bumped offline, but it seems maga has the text I missed and has sent it to me." | |||
| inky says, "we just loooove being naked" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | Ferns and mosses of luscious green hang from the walls of this cozy Floyd | grotto into which a misty waterfall plunges some 60 feet. Spray fills Floyd | the air to mix with the wall of rising steam from the west, almost Floyd | hiding the thermal waters of the hot spring. A narrow fissure leads Floyd | through a crack in the rocks to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper jumps into the fastest part of the stream, and returns a Floyd | moment later with a small insect in its bill. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I'm not sure what the bag is meant to protect." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "drop gloves and shirt and shorts" | ||||
Floyd | leather work gloves: Dropped. Floyd | shirt: Dropped. Floyd | shorts: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | The American Dipper emerges from below the surface of the stream and Floyd | stands, bobbing in place, at its edge. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "go behind waterfall" | ||||
Floyd | Bracing yourself against the sting and the cold, you step through the Floyd | falls. The cold water fills the bucket. It also soaks you from head to Floyd | toe. Floyd | Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | Behind the waterfall is a narrow space protected from the splashing by Floyd | a rock shelf overhead. You've barely enough room to stand, half Floyd | hunched and awkward. Blocking your view southwest is the waterfall, Floyd | whose icy needles sting when they strike. To the northwest is a watery Floyd | tunnel leading into the mountain itself. Floyd | Floyd | At waist-level is a bird's nest on the cliff face among the mosses and Floyd | ferns, hidden from all eyes but yours. From what you remember, this Floyd | looks like a dipper's nest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says (to josh), "Because we just walked under a waterfall." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "open bag" | ||||
Floyd | You open the rubber bag. Floyd | The rubber bag contains a paperback and a glass canning jar, inside Floyd | which are some fireflies and a handful of washers. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get jar" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Watery Tunnel Floyd | Your eyes slowly adjust to the darkness to reveal a tunnel filled with Floyd | icy water. The walls are cold and wet, and close in as you move Floyd | deeper, blocking the little light that bounces in from the opening Floyd | southeast. A cold breeze blows in your face from the west, but you can Floyd | see nothing in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | As you move into the darkness, an eerie green glow emanates from your Floyd | glass canning jar. The fireflies inside blink their cold light, each Floyd | at its own timing, and the flickering casts shadows on the wall of the Floyd | tunnel you travel. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Cavern Floyd | Strange shapes surround you, shadows moving quickly along the walls. Floyd | The effect is amplified by the uneven and blinking green light from Floyd | the fireflies in your glass canning jar. Stalactites hang and Floyd | stalagmites climb, occasionally making thin columns that join the Floyd | floor to the ceiling. A small pool of dark water collects drops from Floyd | above, echoing in the eerie quiet. Your eyes survey the room, but the Floyd | only way out is east. Floyd | Floyd | A banquet of your favorite hors d'oeuvres has been set out in a large Floyd | wicker basket. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "?!?!" | |||
| Jota exclaims, "Oho!" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x basket" | ||||
Floyd | It's a large wicker basket with a handle on either side. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in it" | ||||
Floyd | The basket is not important. Floyd | Floyd | The constant icy draft gives you a penetrating chill. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x hors" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "open basket" | ||||
Floyd | Papaya and pineapple and starfruit and plums. There are wheat crackers Floyd | with Cheddar, Swiss, and Queso Manchego cheeses. There is a bowl of Floyd | hummus and another of tzatziki. A bottle of Piesporter Goldtropchen Floyd | sits to the side, chilling in the icy pool. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | The basket is not important. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin exclaims, "Timing!" | |||
| maga says, "ooh, chocolate-covered fireflies" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat hors" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the banquet) | inky says, "that is pretty good" | |||
Floyd | One item at a time, you collect the foods. Floyd | Floyd | The sounds of your footsteps as you shuffle about echo against the Floyd | walls of the cavern. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat starfruit" | ||||
Floyd | You sample the meal, but as good as it is, you'd rather save it for Floyd | the hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota asks, "So, we get to be the waitress for our birthday surprise dinner?" | |||
| josh_g asks, "what in the world was all of this food doing behind a waterfall?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Cavern Floyd | Strange shapes surround you, shadows moving quickly along the walls. Floyd | The effect is amplified by the uneven and blinking green light from Floyd | the fireflies in your glass canning jar. Stalactites hang and Floyd | stalagmites climb, occasionally making thin columns that join the Floyd | floor to the ceiling. A small pool of dark water collects drops from Floyd | above, echoing in the eerie quiet. Your eyes survey the room, but the Floyd | only way out is east. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "well, our husband set up this" | |||
| Jota says (to josh), "Left by our husband." | ||||
| inky says, "but that doesn't really explain it" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Watery Tunnel Floyd | You are in a dark tunnel filled with icy water. The walls are cold and Floyd | wet, and move apart as you head southeast toward the light. The cold Floyd | wind from the cavern to your west blows against your back. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I mean, he should have left us a flashlight" | |||
| McMartin says, "He said he had a surprise for us" | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "put hors in bag" | ||||
Floyd | There's not enough room left in the rubber bag. Floyd | Floyd | > | McMartin says, "Deploying surprise in 3... 2... 1..." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get jar from bag" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "it probably won't get wet" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get all form bag" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | josh_g says, "so he set it up that she has to strip naked and walk through a waterfall as part of the surprise" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get all from bag" | ||||
Floyd | Removed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put hors in bag" | ||||
Floyd | You carefully place all the food into the blue rubber bag. It's a snug Floyd | fit, but the bag should still close. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says (to josh_g), "it's his party too" | |||
| josh_g says, "that's ... interesting" | ||||
| josh_g says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "close bag" | ||||
Floyd | You close the waterproof bag, folding and buckling the top. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says (to Jota), "ah, nice" | |||
| josh_g says, "also, there are hors involved" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | Behind the waterfall is a narrow space protected from the splashing by Floyd | a rock shelf overhead. You've barely enough room to stand, half Floyd | hunched and awkward. Blocking your view southwest is the waterfall, Floyd | whose icy needles sting when they strike. To the northwest is a watery Floyd | tunnel leading into the mountain itself. Floyd | Floyd | At waist-level is a bird's nest on the cliff face among the mosses and Floyd | ferns, hidden from all eyes but yours. From what you remember, this Floyd | looks like a dipper's nest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x paperback" | ||||
Floyd | It's a collection of short stories of various genres. There's a tale Floyd | of a bored diplomat who uses underground means to accomplish his Floyd | political goals, a haunting story of a man who relives painful moments Floyd | from his past, a sci-fi thriller about a virtual reality simulation Floyd | gone bad, a miniature world in need of a good turn, and 23 others. It Floyd | should make excellent reading. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "read it" | ||||
Floyd | You open the collection of short stories, flipping quickly past the Floyd | contents and the editor's notes. The first story begins: Floyd | Floyd | The Meteor, the Stone and a Long Glass of Sherbet Floyd | by Angela M. Horns Floyd | Floyd | Another day wasted as guest of the Empress, a wretchedly long tour of Floyd | the breath-taking Boreal Falls, conducted as ever by the Lady Amilia. Floyd | As if she weren't bad enough, an honour guard of soldiers, their Floyd | breast-plates red in the setting sun, march ahead of the procession Floyd | and protect you from seeing anything unrehearsed. It's a dog's life Floyd | being an Ambassador. Floyd | Floyd | The story continues, but you close the book until later. A good story Floyd | is so much better when you can read it straight through. Maybe at the Floyd | hot spring... Floyd | Floyd | > | josh_g says, "</horrible pun>" | |||
| Jota says, "I guess it's unharmed." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Behind The Waterfall Floyd | Behind the waterfall is a narrow space protected from the splashing by Floyd | a rock shelf overhead. You've barely enough room to stand, half Floyd | hunched and awkward. Blocking your view southwest is the waterfall, Floyd | whose icy needles sting when they strike. To the northwest is a watery Floyd | tunnel leading into the mountain itself. Floyd | Floyd | At waist-level is a bird's nest on the cliff face among the mosses and Floyd | ferns, hidden from all eyes but yours. From what you remember, this Floyd | looks like a dipper's nest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "Except now we can't get it -out- of the waterfall" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | Bracing yourself against the sting and the cold, you step out through Floyd | the falls. The cold water fills the bucket. It also soaks you from Floyd | head to toe. Floyd | Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | Ferns and mosses of luscious green hang from the walls of this cozy Floyd | grotto into which a misty waterfall plunges some 60 feet. Spray fills Floyd | the air to mix with the wall of rising steam from the west, almost Floyd | hiding the thermal waters of the hot spring. A narrow fissure leads Floyd | through a crack in the rocks to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | You can see some shorts, a shirt and a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "read book" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the paperback or the guidebook? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "paperback" | ||||
Floyd | You open the collection of short stories, flipping quickly past the Floyd | contents and the editor's notes. The first story begins: Floyd | Floyd | The Meteor, the Stone and a Long Glass of Sherbet Floyd | by Angela M. Horns Floyd | Floyd | Another day wasted as guest of the Empress, a wretchedly long tour of Floyd | the breath-taking Boreal Falls, conducted as ever by the Lady Amilia. Floyd | As if she weren't bad enough, an honour guard of soldiers, their Floyd | breast-plates red in the setting sun, march ahead of the procession Floyd | and protect you from seeing anything unrehearsed. It's a dog's life Floyd | being an Ambassador. Floyd | Floyd | The story continues, but you close the book until later. A good story Floyd | is so much better when you can read it straight through. Maybe at the Floyd | hot spring... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You look longingly at the hot spring, but you wish for the soothing Floyd | fragrance of eucalyptus, your favorite scent. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper, so fast you almost don't notice, ducks behind the Floyd | waterfall and disappears. Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "huh." | |||
| Jota says, "So we'll lose the game if we can't find eucalyptus." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "cf8" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "Suits her right" | |||
| inky says, "mumble" | ||||
| Jota asks, "Back to Bob?" | ||||
| inky says, "I guess" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I still think Bob's place is the most likely place to look." | ||||
| Spinster says, "He didn't know about it. Then again, he didn't know about the lamp right beside him, either" | ||||
| Jota says, "With our rubber back of gourmet dinner." | ||||
| Jota says (to Spinster), "Yes he did." | ||||
| Spinster says, "Oh" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Bob did know." | ||||
| Jota says, "He just didn't give a useful response about getting it." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | The American Dipper emerges from below the surface of the stream and Floyd | stands, bobbing in place, at its edge. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Oh, Bob knew." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "He's tricky like that." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | You gather your clothes as you leave the grotto, and are now wearing Floyd | some shorts and a shirt. Floyd | Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The way is narrow here, walls of rising stone to either side, and Floyd | water pours in behind you. You have no choice but to wade, the current Floyd | swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of the sky is visible Floyd | between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns that thrive in the Floyd | dark moist environment here. The crevice runs northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move south, the willows Floyd | become more and more dense, the path harder to follow. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "I don't trust him, best NPC or no." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| Spinster says, "Oh I love when going the wrong direction makes time pass in a time-limit game" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x willows" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "suspiciously amnesiac" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | The willows are stronger than your will in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter trolley" | ||||
Floyd | You climb into the trolley which swings and bounces unnervingly. Floyd | Floyd | (First putting on the leather work gloves) Floyd | You pull on the cable and the car slowly moves away from the tower and Floyd | over the edge of the gulch. As the ground drops away, your stomach Floyd | nearly goes with it, the bouncing and swaying of the trolley Floyd | exaggerating the feeling of height. Hand over hand you pull, and Floyd | eventually find yourself at the other side. Floyd | Floyd | You get out of the trolley. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Behind you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to inky), "Indeed." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | That would be a long drop down into the canyon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The large bull moose looks up from browsing, sees you and drools. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "open bag" | ||||
Floyd | Opening the bag reveals the meal that you so carefully protected. What Floyd | a classy bather you are. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get food" | ||||
Floyd | One item at a time, you collect the foods. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | The large bull moose looks up from browsing, sees you and drools. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "give food to moose" | ||||
Floyd | The moose doesn't seem interested. Floyd | Floyd | The moose breaks into a trot, head lowered directly at you, and Floyd | rapidly closes the distance. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Oh well." | |||
| Spinster says, "Incoming moose." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hide" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to hide in? Floyd | Floyd | > | josh_g says, "maybe he wants some delicious fireflies" | |||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "hide in bag" | ||||
Floyd | That's not something you can enter. Floyd | Floyd | The bull moose, sensing your indecision, moves quickly, lifts you with Floyd | an antler, and tosses you easily onto the sharpest boulder in sight. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 14 out of a possible 20, in 647 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Strix nebulosa (Great Gray Owl). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hide behind boulder" | ||||
Floyd | You scramble in amongst the pink boulders, almost losing an ankle in Floyd | one of the many holes. The rocks are cold and uncomfortable, and the Floyd | one directly below you shifts with an unsettling clunk as you adjust Floyd | your weight. Floyd | Floyd | With a snort and a shake of his big head, the bull moose turns and Floyd | disappears down the road. You notice your hands are trembling. | DavidW says, "Bag is not enterable. We knew that." | |||
Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | maga says, "the moose isn't going to produce eucalyptus bath salts, guys" | |||
| Jota exclaims, "A-HA!" | ||||
| Spinster says, "oops" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "snrk" | ||||
| Jota exclaims (at naga), "No, the neep will do that!" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | You scramble out of your hastily chosen refuge in the rocks. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the right path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x vegetation" | ||||
Floyd | Weeds and trees grow where vehicles once traveled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search vegetation" | ||||
Floyd | Weeds and trees grow where vehicles once traveled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the center path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x leaves" | ||||
Floyd | The leaves the pika carried were small and round and quite unlike any Floyd | you have noticed in the area. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "We moved a rock?" | |||
| Jota exclaims, "See? See!" | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "smell leaves" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "smell leaves" | ||||
Floyd | The pika has hidden them and you can't see where. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search rocks" | ||||
Floyd | The pika has hidden them and you can't see where. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the left path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "oh come on" | |||
Floyd | You search through the rocks, but can't find where the pika goes. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the soft cool light of the full moon. Floyd | Floyd | The fireflies in your glass canning jar blink, their green light Floyd | illuminating the air around you. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "what the heckity" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the right path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get leaves" | ||||
Floyd | The pika has hidden them and you can't see where. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "show herbs to pika" | ||||
Floyd | The pika looks at the picked avens but fears to approach you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "push boulder" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the center path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "drop herbs" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search pile" | ||||
Floyd | You search through the rocks, but can't find where the pika goes. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the left path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "'What the heckity' may be my new favorite phrase." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "show aven to pika" | ||||
Floyd | The pika looks at the picked avens but fears to approach you. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the right path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jacqueline arrives, ready to play with the toys. | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hide behind boulder" | ||||
Floyd | You scramble in amongst the pink boulders, almost losing an ankle in Floyd | one of the many holes. The rocks are cold and uncomfortable, and the Floyd | one directly below you shifts with an unsettling clunk as you adjust Floyd | your weight. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the left path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "wait" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the right path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "smell leaves" | ||||
Floyd | The pika has hidden them and you can't see where. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | You have so far scored 15 out of a possible 20, in 670 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up owl" | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
Floyd | (in the guidebook) Floyd | Latin name: Strix nebulosa Floyd | Floyd | The great gray owl is the largest North American owl with a length of Floyd | 27 inches. It has heavily ringed facial discs and yellow eyes. The Floyd | great gray lacks the ear tufts that some other owls, including the Floyd | great horned, have. It inhabits dense coniferous forests, wooded bogs, Floyd | boreal forests, and meadows of northern and western Canada, with a Floyd | narrow extension of its range down into California and Montana. It is Floyd | chiefly nocturnal, but will hunt by day during the summer in the Floyd | northern part of its range. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the right path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up kingbird" | ||||
Floyd | (in the guidebook) Floyd | Latin name: Tyrannus tyrannus Floyd | Floyd | The eastern kingbird is a flycatcher, hunting insects on the wing. It Floyd | has a large head, whiskers, and a broad-based flat bill. Its head is Floyd | black, with a gray back and white underparts. They are common in Floyd | woodland clearings and are often seen near water. They range Floyd | throughout most of North America north of Mexico. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "look up pika" | ||||
Floyd | (in the guidebook) Floyd | Latin name: Ochotona princeps Floyd | Floyd | The pika is a small mammal related to the rabbits and hares, and is Floyd | about the size of a hamster, with round ears and no tail. It lives in Floyd | rock piles at elevations above 4000 feet, and does not hibernate. As Floyd | winters can be long in the mountains, the summer and fall months are Floyd | spent gathering vegetation, which is set out to dry in "haystacks". Floyd | The dried forage is then stored away as food for the winter months. Floyd | Floyd | More often heard than seen, they will announce their presence with a Floyd | high-pitched nasal "neep!" from a vantage on one of the larger rocks Floyd | in their territory. As their coloration blends with their habitat, Floyd | varying from brown to gray, they are often difficult to spot. A Floyd | patient observer, however, can watch them on their many trips to the Floyd | nearby vegetation along one of their several paths. After a few Floyd | moment's time, they return to the rock pile, flowers and herbs Floyd | crosswise in their mouth, and deposit their gatherings on the top of Floyd | the haystack to dry. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "haystack" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x haystack" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "watch neep" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get on boulder" | ||||
Floyd | But you're already in the boulders. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the center path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x path" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the left path, the center path or the right path? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "center" | ||||
Floyd | Only a few inches wide, tiny feet have worn this pathway that winds Floyd | through the rocks and vegetation. Sometimes disappearing completely, Floyd | it reappears again farther on. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "follow pika" | ||||
Floyd | You can see the pika right here. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "wait, what path" | |||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "put herbs in center path" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pink boulder" | ||||
Floyd | You need to be holding the picked avens before you can put them on top Floyd | of something else. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the center path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | The boulders are half as large as you and made of a pink granite that Floyd | is covered with lichens of various colors. Meager handholds and small Floyd | crevices barely large enough for fingers mar the surfaces of the Floyd | larger rocks. Nearly hidden amongst the stones are several tiny Floyd | pathways. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "follow path" | ||||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the left path, the center path or the right path? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "center" | ||||
Floyd | The path was not made for human feet, and is much too small to follow. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get aven" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the left path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put aven on center" | ||||
Floyd | You put the picked avens on the center path. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The pika starts down the center path, grabs the herbs crosswise in his Floyd | teeth, and returns to hide them in the rock pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Hmm." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get herbs" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get pika" | ||||
Floyd | I don't suppose the pika would care for that. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "dang" | |||
| Jota says, "I guess we need more aven." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n.w.get herbs.e.s" | ||||
Floyd | (first scrambling out of the pile of rocks) Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | Overgrown Roadway Floyd | An abandoned dirt road ends here, as the trees abruptly close in and Floyd | block further passage west. The road heads up the mountain to the Floyd | east, and through the trees to the south, you can see a log cabin. Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Gravel Road Floyd | This old gravel road hasn't been used in years. Weeds and small trees Floyd | grow up through the right of way, and it would be difficult but not Floyd | impossible to move further west. The way south is relatively clear. Floyd | Floyd | Small bunches of herbs grow along the side of the roadway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get herbs.s" | ||||
Floyd | You pick a few of the tender herbs. Floyd | Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | You are at the edge of a large field of pink granite boulders. Lichens Floyd | in various colors pattern the rocks. A narrow gravel road, overgrown Floyd | with weeds, leads off into the distance to the north. You could also Floyd | scramble down into the canyon where a fast-moving stream rumbles and Floyd | flows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put herbs on center" | ||||
Floyd | You put the picked avens on the center path. Floyd | Floyd | The pika starts down the center path, grabs the herbs crosswise in his Floyd | teeth, and returns to hide them in the rock pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the left path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | josh_g says, "you just get a pity point for feeding the pika" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put herbs on left path" | ||||
Floyd | You put the picked avens on the left path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the right path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get avens" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "search pile" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You search through the rocks, but can't find where the pika goes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put avens on boulder" | ||||
Floyd | You put the picked avens on one of the nearby boulders. Floyd | Floyd | The pika moves quickly along the tops of the boulders, grabs the herbs Floyd | crosswise in his mouth, and returns to hide them in the rock pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "maybe we need to tie a thread to the herbs" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | some picked avens Floyd | a banquet Floyd | a paperback Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open but empty) Floyd | a mason's brick Floyd | a spruce walking stick Floyd | eight ripe blackberries Floyd | a matchbook (which is open) Floyd | a match Floyd | a scrap of paper Floyd | a bucket (which is full of water) Floyd | a note Floyd | a guidebook Floyd | a pair of flipflops Floyd | Floyd | In addition, you are wearing: Floyd | a pair of leather work gloves Floyd | some shorts Floyd | a shirt Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the right path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x left traisl" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to examine the left path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x left" | ||||
Floyd | Only a few inches wide, tiny feet have worn this pathway that winds Floyd | through the rocks and vegetation. Sometimes disappearing completely, Floyd | it reappears again farther on. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x right trail" | ||||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to examine the right path. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "(sorry)" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x right path" | ||||
Floyd | Only a few inches wide, tiny feet have worn this pathway that winds Floyd | through the rocks and vegetation. Sometimes disappearing completely, Floyd | it reappears again farther on. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search it" | ||||
Floyd | There is nothing on the right path. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the center path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "I guess there is some pattern about which path he's taking that we have to figure out?" | |||
| DavidW asks, "Can the berries be used to help here at all?" | ||||
| Jota says, "By now, this pile should be pretty big." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "burn pika" | Spinster asks, "The washers maybe?" | |||
Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "climb boulder" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | You scramble in amongst the pink boulders, almost losing an ankle in Floyd | one of the many holes. The rocks are cold and uncomfortable, and the Floyd | one directly below you shifts with an unsettling clunk as you adjust Floyd | your weight. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the left path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "shift boulder" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "push boulder" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "move it" | ||||
Floyd | You are unable to. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the right path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "kick boulder" | ||||
Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x left path" | ||||
Floyd | Only a few inches wide, tiny feet have worn this pathway that winds Floyd | through the rocks and vegetation. Sometimes disappearing completely, Floyd | it reappears again farther on. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "x boulder" | ||||
Floyd | The boulders are half as large as you and made of a pink granite that Floyd | is covered with lichens of various colors. Meager handholds and small Floyd | crevices barely large enough for fingers mar the surfaces of the Floyd | larger rocks. Nearly hidden amongst the stones are several tiny Floyd | pathways. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the center path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | maga asks, "hoick it out with the walking-stick?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "search vegetation" | ||||
Floyd | Weeds and trees grow where vehicles once traveled. Floyd | Floyd | Overhead, you can see the soft cool light of the full moon. Floyd | Floyd | The fireflies in your glass canning jar blink, their green light Floyd | illuminating the air around you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "pry boulder with stick" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "Hoick is suck a good word." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "hoick" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x center path" | ||||
Floyd | Only a few inches wide, tiny feet have worn this pathway that winds Floyd | through the rocks and vegetation. Sometimes disappearing completely, Floyd | it reappears again farther on. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "aw" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "plover" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "shrink" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "neep" | ||||
Floyd | The pika shifts his gaze to look at you, but fears to approach. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the left path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "make pika trap" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put berry in center path" | ||||
Floyd | That can't contain things. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put aven in bucket" | ||||
Floyd | Some of the water in the bucket spills out to make room for the picked Floyd | avens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "drop bucket" | ||||
Floyd | You drop the bucket at your feet. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the right path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the center path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put berry on center path" | ||||
Floyd | You put the ripe blackberry on the center path. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put bucket on pika" | ||||
Floyd | You need to be holding the bucket before you can put it on top of Floyd | something else. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get it" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the right path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the center path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "we tried putting the herbs on the path it was going to take?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Boulder Pile Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put bucket on pika" | ||||
Floyd | Putting things on the pika would achieve nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put herbs on center path" | ||||
Floyd | You need to be holding the picked avens before you can put them on top Floyd | of something else. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "I don't remember." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get herbs" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the center path carrying a bunch of mountain Floyd | avens and a few unusual leaves crosswise in his mouth, which he Floyd | quickly hides in the boulder pile. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x center path" | ||||
Floyd | Only a few inches wide, tiny feet have worn this pathway that winds Floyd | through the rocks and vegetation. Sometimes disappearing completely, Floyd | it reappears again farther on. On the center path is a ripe Floyd | blackberry. Floyd | Floyd | The pika dashes to the top of a nearby pink boulder, pauses, and lets Floyd | out a loud "neep!" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The pika runs down the right path and disappears into the vegetation. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put herbs on center path" | ||||
Floyd | You put the picked avens on the center path. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | The pika returns along the center path, his mouth stuffed to Floyd | overflowing with vegetation. Seeing the tender herbs, he stops to pick Floyd | them up, dropping something behind in the center path as he goes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get leaves" | ||||
Floyd | You gather the four small leaves. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "man" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "smell leaves" | ||||
Floyd | The leaves smell wonderfully like eucalyptus, slightly medicinal and Floyd | quite soothing. They would be perfect in a bath. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota exclaims, "I told you!" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "save" | josh_g asks, "didn't we already do that?" | |||
| DavidW asks, "Didn't that get tried ages ago?" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "xxx" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "cf9" | ||||
Floyd | Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd | Floyd | > | josh_g says, "what the heck" | |||
| Jacqueline says, "huh" | ||||
| Jota says, "Not at the right time, I think." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | (first scrambling out of the pile of rocks) Floyd | The trail is steep, and you slide to the bottom. Floyd | Floyd | Granite Canyon Floyd | You're on a shelf overlooking a small canyon, apparently carved by the Floyd | nearby stream and 20 or 30 feet deep. A rocky path enters from the Floyd | west beside a tangle of blackberries, and dead ends at a ledge Floyd | overlooking the stream below. Above you, granite walls continue to Floyd | rise, the pink stones a beautiful contrast to the clear blue sky. An Floyd | animal trail leads up, too steep to walk, but you might be able to Floyd | make it in a scramble. Floyd | Floyd | Beside you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "enter trolley" | ||||
Floyd | You climb into the trolley which swings and bounces unnervingly. Floyd | Floyd | You pull on the cable and the car slowly moves away from the tower and Floyd | over the edge of the gulch. As the ground drops away, your stomach Floyd | nearly goes with it, the bouncing and swaying of the trolley Floyd | exaggerating the feeling of height. Hand over hand you pull, and Floyd | eventually find yourself at the other side. Floyd | Floyd | You get out of the trolley. Floyd | Floyd | Trailhead Floyd | This beautiful spot is a staging area for many ventures into the Floyd | mountains, as evidenced by the national forest sign before you. A Floyd | dense thicket of willow surrounds the landing. A wooded trail heads Floyd | southeast. Floyd | Floyd | Behind you, a trolley sits suspended from a steel cable. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a national forest trail sign here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | But you aren't in anything at the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Someone wanted to hide this trail, you think as you push the willows Floyd | out of the way. You would never have seen it from the trailhead if you Floyd | hadn't expected it to be here. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Canyon Rim Floyd | Rugged and narrow, the ledge you walk follows the rim of the canyon Floyd | north and south. Below, you see and hear the roaring stream as it Floyd | makes its way south and turns a corner. As you move north, the canyon Floyd | narrows to a fissure, its walls rising to funnel you in. Floyd | Floyd | You can see a faded wooden sign here, half hidden among the willows. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I guess I missed the details." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "remove flops" | ||||
Floyd | You already have those. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Fissure Floyd | The canyon rim trail descends, clinging tightly to the stone wall, Floyd | then disappears entirely as the rocks converge. You have no choice but Floyd | to wade, the current swift and powerful. Overhead, a small slice of Floyd | the sky is visible between the two cliff faces, covered with ferns Floyd | that thrive in the dark moist environment here. The crevice runs Floyd | northwest to south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | You have so far scored 17 out of a possible 20, in 732 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | Ferns and mosses of luscious green hang from the walls of this cozy Floyd | grotto into which a misty waterfall plunges some 60 feet. Spray fills Floyd | the air to mix with the wall of rising steam from the west, almost Floyd | hiding the thermal waters of the hot spring. A narrow fissure leads Floyd | through a crack in the rocks to the southeast. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You seem a bit overdressed for a dip in a hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "strip" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "get naked" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "drop clothes" | ||||
Floyd | flipflops: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | The dipper jumps into the water with hardly a splash and walks along Floyd | the bottom. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "drop shorts" | ||||
Floyd | You remove your shorts, stepping slowly out of them. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing a pair of leather work gloves and a shirt. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "drop shirt" | ||||
Floyd | You fumble with your shirt, but the gloves are in the way. After those Floyd | come off, the shirt is easy. Up and over your head it goes, and drops Floyd | at your feet. Floyd | Floyd | You are now completely naked. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear gloves" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the leather work gloves) Floyd | You put on the leather work gloves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "wear flops" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the flipflops) Floyd | You put on the flipflops. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You seem a bit overdressed for a dip in a hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "drop flops" | ||||
Floyd | You step out of your flipflops. Floyd | Floyd | You are now wearing only a pair of leather work gloves. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You seem a bit overdressed for a dip in a hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "drop gloves" | ||||
Floyd | (first taking the leather work gloves off) Floyd | You take off the leather work gloves. Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | There is nothing on this planet more pleasant than an outdoor bath in Floyd | a 104 degree pool. Steam surrounds you in an ethereal massage. Tufa Floyd | deposits line the steep walls behind you and brilliant green algae Floyd | decorate the rock where the spring trickles in. A few bubbles and a Floyd | small current rise from the depths, massaging your tired body in all Floyd | the right places. Floyd | Floyd | You soak for a few minutes, and wish for the soothing fragrance of Floyd | eucalyptus, your favorite scent. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "Jota is very concerned about us using protection" | |||
| Jacqueline makes a note to add a response for >GET NAKED in future games. | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put leaves in pool" | ||||
Floyd | The leaves wilt and disappear, leaving the aroma of eucalyptus to Floyd | hover in the air. It's relaxing and wonderful. Floyd | Floyd | You lean back to relax and close your eyes. The water is just perfect. Floyd | The smell is heavenly and eucalyptus always was your favorite. The Floyd | bubbles play over your body, and the food! What a banquet. Floyd | Floyd | You open your eyes with a start. Through the steam you see motion, a Floyd | shape coming closer. The vapor still obscures his features, but the Floyd | movements are as familiar to you as your own. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | You have so far scored 19 out of a possible 20, in 745 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | You have so far scored 19 out of a possible 20, in 745 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "read book" | ||||
Floyd | You open the collection of short stories, flipping quickly past the Floyd | contents and the editor's notes. The first story begins: Floyd | Floyd | The Meteor, the Stone and a Long Glass of Sherbet Floyd | by Angela M. Horns Floyd | Floyd | Another day wasted as guest of the Empress, a wretchedly long tour of Floyd | the breath-taking Boreal Falls, conducted as ever by the Lady Amilia. Floyd | As if she weren't bad enough, an honour guard of soldiers, their Floyd | breast-plates red in the setting sun, march ahead of the procession Floyd | and protect you from seeing anything unrehearsed. It's a dog's life Floyd | being an Ambassador. Floyd | Floyd | The story continues, and you turn the page. There's nothing like a Floyd | good book at a hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | "Hey, hon. Glad to see you found it. Sorry I couldn't be here sooner," Floyd | he says, as he steps near the pool. "You're more beautiful every time Floyd | I look at you. I always seem to forget." His smile widens. Floyd | Floyd | And then, so slowly at first that you aren't even sure when you Floyd | notice, you become aware of the sounds around you. The bubbling of the Floyd | hot spring. The relentlessly happy sounds of a robin in the distance. Floyd | The soothing murmur of the stream as it flows over the worn stones Floyd | that line its bed. "I love the noises here, the music of the Floyd | wilderness," he comments, as if reading your thoughts. "And this Floyd | little spring is completely private, I've taken care of that." With a Floyd | wink, he steps toward you. Floyd | Floyd | In anticipation, you wait, the memories coming back in a flood. The Floyd | trips together, weekend after weekend. The good friends and all the Floyd | happy times. Slowly, deliberately, he starts to undress. And as many Floyd | times as you've seen this, you can't help but watch. Each garment Floyd | comes off to drop at his side, his clothes on yours. The last one Floyd | removed, he smiles and steps into the pool. Floyd | Floyd | Your mind swirls like the water around you. He snuggles up close and Floyd | takes your hand. All the tension goes, all the stress and frustrations Floyd | leave. Gently, slowly, he takes you completely in his arms and pulls Floyd | you near, your head to his chest, your body against his. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have won *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 19 out of a possible 20, in 746 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | inky says, "whoops" | |||
| McMartin asks, "Wow, we *actually* won?" | ||||
| inky asks, "argh, no point?" | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | [Can't "undo" twice in succession. Sorry!] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | [Can't "undo" twice in succession. Sorry!] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I mean, missing point" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat food" | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | What a pleasure! Hors d'oeuvres and wine in a real hot spring! And Floyd | there's so much left. Floyd | Floyd | "Hey, hon. Glad to see you found it. Sorry I couldn't be here sooner," Floyd | he says, as he steps near the pool. "You're more beautiful every time Floyd | I look at you. I always seem to forget." His smile widens. Floyd | Floyd | And then, so slowly at first that you aren't even sure when you Floyd | notice, you become aware of the sounds around you. The bubbling of the Floyd | hot spring. The relentlessly happy sounds of a robin in the distance. Floyd | The soothing murmur of the stream as it flows over the worn stones Floyd | that line its bed. "I love the noises here, the music of the Floyd | wilderness," he comments, as if reading your thoughts. "And this Floyd | little spring is completely private, I've taken care of that." With a Floyd | wink, he steps toward you. Floyd | Floyd | In anticipation, you wait, the memories coming back in a flood. The Floyd | trips together, weekend after weekend. The good friends and all the Floyd | happy times. Slowly, deliberately, he starts to undress. And as many Floyd | times as you've seen this, you can't help but watch. Each garment Floyd | comes off to drop at his side, his clothes on yours. The last one Floyd | removed, he smiles and steps into the pool. Floyd | Floyd | Your mind swirls like the water around you. He snuggles up close and Floyd | takes your hand. All the tension goes, all the stress and frustrations Floyd | leave. Gently, slowly, he takes you completely in his arms and pulls Floyd | you near, your head to his chest, your body against his. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have won *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 19 out of a possible 20, in 746 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "huh - 19/20" | |||
| Spinster says, "I killed it" | ||||
| Spinster says, "Maybe we need to read the book two or three times" | ||||
| inky says, "probably the last point is if you get Bob to join you" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | There is nothing on this planet more pleasant than an outdoor bath in Floyd | a 104 degree pool. Steam surrounds you in an ethereal massage. Tufa Floyd | deposits line the steep walls behind you and brilliant green algae Floyd | decorate the rock where the spring trickles in. A few bubbles and a Floyd | small current rise from the depths, massaging your tired body in all Floyd | the right places. Floyd | Floyd | The aroma of eucalyptus hovers in the air. Floyd | Floyd | You can see your husband here. Floyd | Floyd | "Hey, hon. Glad to see you found it. Sorry I couldn't be here sooner," Floyd | he says, as he steps near the pool. "You're more beautiful every time Floyd | I look at you. I always seem to forget." His smile widens. Floyd | Floyd | And then, so slowly at first that you aren't even sure when you Floyd | notice, you become aware of the sounds around you. The bubbling of the Floyd | hot spring. The relentlessly happy sounds of a robin in the distance. Floyd | The soothing murmur of the stream as it flows over the worn stones Floyd | that line its bed. "I love the noises here, the music of the Floyd | wilderness," he comments, as if reading your thoughts. "And this Floyd | little spring is completely private, I've taken care of that." With a Floyd | wink, he steps toward you. Floyd | Floyd | In anticipation, you wait, the memories coming back in a flood. The Floyd | trips together, weekend after weekend. The good friends and all the Floyd | happy times. Slowly, deliberately, he starts to undress. And as many Floyd | times as you've seen this, you can't help but watch. Each garment Floyd | comes off to drop at his side, his clothes on yours. The last one Floyd | removed, he smiles and steps into the pool. Floyd | Floyd | Your mind swirls like the water around you. He snuggles up close and Floyd | takes your hand. All the tension goes, all the stress and frustrations Floyd | leave. Gently, slowly, he takes you completely in his arms and pulls Floyd | you near, your head to his chest, your body against his. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have won *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 19 out of a possible 20, in 746 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | DavidW says, "The missing point was probably giving the brick to Bob when he asked for it." | |||
Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | Mossy Grotto Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "but -- sigh" | |||
| inky says, "yeah, you're probably right" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Splish splash. Splish splash. Splish splash. Floyd | Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | There is nothing on this planet more pleasant than an outdoor bath in Floyd | a 104 degree pool. Steam surrounds you in an ethereal massage. Tufa Floyd | deposits line the steep walls behind you and brilliant green algae Floyd | decorate the rock where the spring trickles in. A few bubbles and a Floyd | small current rise from the depths, massaging your tired body in all Floyd | the right places. Floyd | Floyd | The bird flies quickly downstream, dodging rocks and roots, and Floyd | disappears. Floyd | Floyd | You soak for a few minutes, and wish for the soothing fragrance of Floyd | eucalyptus, your favorite scent. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put leaves in pool" | ||||
Floyd | The leaves wilt and disappear, leaving the aroma of eucalyptus to Floyd | hover in the air. It's relaxing and wonderful. Floyd | Floyd | You lean back to relax and close your eyes. The water is just perfect. Floyd | The smell is heavenly and eucalyptus always was your favorite. The Floyd | bubbles play over your body, and the food! What a banquet. Floyd | Floyd | You open your eyes with a start. Through the steam you see motion, a Floyd | shape coming closer. The vapor still obscures his features, but the Floyd | movements are as familiar to you as your own. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "eat food" | ||||
Floyd | What a pleasure! Hors d'oeuvres and wine in a real hot spring! And Floyd | there's so much left. Floyd | Floyd | "Hey, hon. Glad to see you found it. Sorry I couldn't be here sooner," Floyd | he says, as he steps near the pool. "You're more beautiful every time Floyd | I look at you. I always seem to forget." His smile widens. Floyd | Floyd | And then, so slowly at first that you aren't even sure when you Floyd | notice, you become aware of the sounds around you. The bubbling of the Floyd | hot spring. The relentlessly happy sounds of a robin in the distance. Floyd | The soothing murmur of the stream as it flows over the worn stones Floyd | that line its bed. "I love the noises here, the music of the Floyd | wilderness," he comments, as if reading your thoughts. "And this Floyd | little spring is completely private, I've taken care of that." With a Floyd | wink, he steps toward you. Floyd | Floyd | In anticipation, you wait, the memories coming back in a flood. The Floyd | trips together, weekend after weekend. The good friends and all the Floyd | happy times. Slowly, deliberately, he starts to undress. And as many Floyd | times as you've seen this, you can't help but watch. Each garment Floyd | comes off to drop at his side, his clothes on yours. The last one Floyd | removed, he smiles and steps into the pool. Floyd | Floyd | Your mind swirls like the water around you. He snuggles up close and Floyd | takes your hand. All the tension goes, all the stress and frustrations Floyd | leave. Gently, slowly, he takes you completely in his arms and pulls Floyd | you near, your head to his chest, your body against his. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have won *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 19 out of a possible 20, in 746 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "read book" | ||||
Floyd | You open the collection of short stories, flipping quickly past the Floyd | contents and the editor's notes. The first story begins: Floyd | Floyd | The Meteor, the Stone and a Long Glass of Sherbet Floyd | by Angela M. Horns Floyd | Floyd | Another day wasted as guest of the Empress, a wretchedly long tour of Floyd | the breath-taking Boreal Falls, conducted as ever by the Lady Amilia. Floyd | As if she weren't bad enough, an honour guard of soldiers, their Floyd | breast-plates red in the setting sun, march ahead of the procession Floyd | and protect you from seeing anything unrehearsed. It's a dog's life Floyd | being an Ambassador. Floyd | Floyd | The story continues, and you turn the page. There's nothing like a Floyd | good book at a hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | "Hey, hon. Glad to see you found it. Sorry I couldn't be here sooner," Floyd | he says, as he steps near the pool. "You're more beautiful every time Floyd | I look at you. I always seem to forget." His smile widens. Floyd | Floyd | And then, so slowly at first that you aren't even sure when you Floyd | notice, you become aware of the sounds around you. The bubbling of the Floyd | hot spring. The relentlessly happy sounds of a robin in the distance. Floyd | The soothing murmur of the stream as it flows over the worn stones Floyd | that line its bed. "I love the noises here, the music of the Floyd | wilderness," he comments, as if reading your thoughts. "And this Floyd | little spring is completely private, I've taken care of that." With a Floyd | wink, he steps toward you. Floyd | Floyd | In anticipation, you wait, the memories coming back in a flood. The Floyd | trips together, weekend after weekend. The good friends and all the Floyd | happy times. Slowly, deliberately, he starts to undress. And as many Floyd | times as you've seen this, you can't help but watch. Each garment Floyd | comes off to drop at his side, his clothes on yours. The last one Floyd | removed, he smiles and steps into the pool. Floyd | Floyd | Your mind swirls like the water around you. He snuggles up close and Floyd | takes your hand. All the tension goes, all the stress and frustrations Floyd | leave. Gently, slowly, he takes you completely in his arms and pulls Floyd | you near, your head to his chest, your body against his. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have won *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 19 out of a possible 20, in 746 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | Jacqueline says, "snrk" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Hot Spring | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "/undo" | ||||
Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes. Floyd | Floyd | You soak for a few minutes, and wish for the soothing fragrance of Floyd | eucalyptus, your favorite scent. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "read book" | ||||
Floyd | You open the collection of short stories, flipping quickly past the Floyd | contents and the editor's notes. The first story begins: Floyd | Floyd | The Meteor, the Stone and a Long Glass of Sherbet Floyd | by Angela M. Horns Floyd | Floyd | Another day wasted as guest of the Empress, a wretchedly long tour of Floyd | the breath-taking Boreal Falls, conducted as ever by the Lady Amilia. Floyd | As if she weren't bad enough, an honour guard of soldiers, their Floyd | breast-plates red in the setting sun, march ahead of the procession Floyd | and protect you from seeing anything unrehearsed. It's a dog's life Floyd | being an Ambassador. Floyd | Floyd | The story continues, and you turn the page. There's nothing like a Floyd | good book at a hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | You soak for a few minutes, and wish for the soothing fragrance of Floyd | eucalyptus, your favorite scent. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "read book" | ||||
Floyd | You open the collection of short stories, flipping quickly past the Floyd | contents and the editor's notes. The first story begins: Floyd | Floyd | The Meteor, the Stone and a Long Glass of Sherbet Floyd | by Angela M. Horns Floyd | Floyd | Another day wasted as guest of the Empress, a wretchedly long tour of Floyd | the breath-taking Boreal Falls, conducted as ever by the Lady Amilia. Floyd | As if she weren't bad enough, an honour guard of soldiers, their Floyd | breast-plates red in the setting sun, march ahead of the procession Floyd | and protect you from seeing anything unrehearsed. It's a dog's life Floyd | being an Ambassador. Floyd | Floyd | The story continues, and you turn the page. There's nothing like a Floyd | good book at a hot spring. Floyd | Floyd | You soak for a few minutes, and wish for the soothing fragrance of Floyd | eucalyptus, your favorite scent. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "put leaves in pool" | ||||
Floyd | The leaves wilt and disappear, leaving the aroma of eucalyptus to Floyd | hover in the air. It's relaxing and wonderful. Floyd | Floyd | You lean back to relax and close your eyes. The water is just perfect. Floyd | The smell is heavenly and eucalyptus always was your favorite. The Floyd | bubbles play over your body, and the food! What a banquet. Floyd | Floyd | You open your eyes with a start. Through the steam you see motion, a Floyd | shape coming closer. The vapor still obscures his features, but the Floyd | movements are as familiar to you as your own. Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.] Floyd | Floyd | > | Spinster says, "daaamn" | |||
| josh_g says, "> WIN AGAIN. WIN A FEW MORE TIMES." | ||||
| Jota says, "Ah, so hubby is attracted to the smell of eucalyptus." | ||||
| DavidW says, "Don't forget, we want to read Revisions." | ||||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "get last lousy point" | ||||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jacqueline says (to josh), "heehee" | |||
| Spinster says (to floyd), "xyzzy" | ||||
Floyd | You feel an indescribable sense of deja vu, and the world seems to Floyd | turn inside out. Floyd | Floyd | Dark Hallway Floyd | This is a long east-west hallway, dark and featureless. Smooth black Floyd | walls line the way, disappearing into the inky stillness to the west. Floyd | East, a small rectangle of light hovers in the distance. Floyd | Floyd | Here in the darkness, an eerie green glow emanates from your glass Floyd | canning jar. The fireflies inside blink their cold light, each at its Floyd | own timing, and strangely, there are no shadows at all. Floyd | Floyd | > | Jota says, "Ha ha." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh yeah, revisions." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a banquet Floyd | a paperback Floyd | a glass canning jar (which is closed) Floyd | a rubber bag (which is open but empty) Floyd | Floyd | You are completely naked. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says (to Spinster), "we did that already" | |||
| Spinster says, "Oops." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You move west, into the inky blackness, the darkness so thick, you can Floyd | almost feel it. The air prickles with the energy of the past. When the Floyd | feeling subsides, you find yourself back where you began... Floyd | Floyd | Hot Spring Floyd | There is nothing on this planet more pleasant than an outdoor bath in Floyd | a 104 degree pool. Steam surrounds you in an ethereal massage. Tufa Floyd | deposits line the steep walls behind you and brilliant green algae Floyd | decorate the rock where the spring trickles in. A few bubbles and a Floyd | small current rise from the depths, massaging your tired body in all Floyd | the right places. Floyd | Floyd | The aroma of eucalyptus hovers in the air. Floyd | Floyd | You can see your husband here. Floyd | Floyd | "Hey, hon. Glad to see you found it. Sorry I couldn't be here sooner," Floyd | he says, as he steps near the pool. "You're more beautiful every time Floyd | I look at you. I always seem to forget." His smile widens. Floyd | Floyd | And then, so slowly at first that you aren't even sure when you Floyd | notice, you become aware of the sounds around you. The bubbling of the Floyd | hot spring. The relentlessly happy sounds of a robin in the distance. Floyd | The soothing murmur of the stream as it flows over the worn stones Floyd | that line its bed. "I love the noises here, the music of the Floyd | wilderness," he comments, as if reading your thoughts. "And this Floyd | little spring is completely private, I've taken care of that." With a Floyd | wink, he steps toward you. Floyd | Floyd | In anticipation, you wait, the memories coming back in a flood. The Floyd | trips together, weekend after weekend. The good friends and all the Floyd | happy times. Slowly, deliberately, he starts to undress. And as many Floyd | times as you've seen this, you can't help but watch. Each garment Floyd | comes off to drop at his side, his clothes on yours. The last one Floyd | removed, he smiles and steps into the pool. Floyd | Floyd | Your mind swirls like the water around you. He snuggles up close and Floyd | takes your hand. All the tension goes, all the stress and frustrations Floyd | leave. Gently, slowly, he takes you completely in his arms and pulls Floyd | you near, your head to his chest, your body against his. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have won *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 19 out of a possible 20, in 751 turns, earning Floyd | you the rank of Tyrannus tyrannus (Eastern Kingbird). Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score Floyd | for that game or QUIT? Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | Dark Hallway Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "menu" | ||||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "about" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | > Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | > Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | > Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Release 2, 3, and 4: Floyd | Floyd | Release 2 was only available on the CU Amiga Covermount CDrom Floyd | published in 1998. Release 3 quite possibly never escaped the author's Floyd | computer. Floyd | Floyd | This is a list of the changes that have been made to the program since Floyd | its first appearance in the 1997 IF Competition. I'm sure there are Floyd | other differences that I've forgotten. Thanks again to all who Floyd | commented or sent bug reports. I believe I have fixed all the known Floyd | bugs and implemented almost all of the suggestions. The list serves as Floyd | a rough chronology of the revision process. Floyd | Floyd | Since it's impossible to list changes to a work without revealing some Floyd | of the details of that work, Floyd | Floyd | SPOILERS FOLLOW Floyd | [Press "Q" to avoid spoilers] Floyd | | ||||
| Jota pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | 1: Fixed bug with the flipflops drifting away when the player leaves Floyd | the Mossy Grotto, even if they are not worn. Floyd | 2: Removed the magic egg which used to make the hot spring bubble. Floyd | 3: Revised the ending text to remove the reference to the cd player. Floyd | 4: Fixed the bug with the blackberries that just wouldn't stay in the Floyd | player's inventory. Floyd | 5: Added the plants in the garden. Floyd | 6: Changed "Bob just nods his head." to something more appropriate. Floyd | 7: Fixed the Bob.describe bug which gave "You can see Bob here, ." Floyd | 8: Added Joe, brother, portfolio, painting, wolf to Bob's memory. Floyd | 9: Fixed bug with water inventory description. Floyd | 10: Fixed code so all water containers could be filled. Floyd | 11: Added "vegetation" to the name property of the eucalyptus leaves. Floyd | 12: Fixed a bug that caused the last pika hint to print twice. Floyd | 13: Removed text which caused "There are hints on the following..." Floyd | to sometimes print twice. Floyd | 14: Fixed the "(scrambling out...)You can't go that way" message in Floyd | the Boulder Pile. Floyd | 15: Rewrote the guidebook code using objects to allow better wording Floyd | flexibility. Floyd | 16: Fixed bug that caused "remove <any invalid object>" to print a Floyd | blank line. Floyd | 17: Added message for second and later attempts to hit the wasp nest. Floyd | 18: Added new response for bugling near the moose. Floyd | 19: Fixed the default response for "Ask Bob for XXX." Floyd | 20: Differentiated response for "Search tent" depending on location: Floyd | inside/outside. Floyd | 21: Added a before routine for "Take rocks" in stream. Floyd | 22: Player can now go south from inside the cabin. Floyd | 23: Added response to "Clean cabin" and "Help Bob". Floyd | 24: Implemented "borrow" as a verb. Floyd | 25: Fixed response to "Ask Bob about shortcake" to reflect time of Floyd | day. Floyd | 26: Added response to "Bob, follow me". Floyd | 27: Reading or consulting now checks readable objects first. Floyd | 28: Improved "follow" so that it now works from two moves away. Floyd | 29: Fixed disambiguation problem with watercolors. Floyd | 30: "Examine lights" now works in the meadows. Floyd | 31: Added "Splish splash." when walking through wet areas. Floyd | 32: Fixed spelling of "stalactites". No, Andrew, stalagtites don't Floyd | stick out from the walls. :-) Floyd | 33: Added a "Wait X turns" command. Floyd | 34: Added response to "get on moose". Floyd | 35: Improved the description of the ashes. Floyd | 36: "Take ashes" now tells the player about the matchbook. Floyd | 37: Added "lichens" to the guidebook. Floyd | 38: Fixed bug which allowed the player to enter the hot spring from Floyd | the Hot Spring room. Floyd | 39: Added parse_name routine for pika to distinguish "rock rabbit" Floyd | from "rock", as in boulder. Floyd | 40: Animals now react to hitting the bucket. The moose problem can be Floyd | solved that way. Floyd | 41: "Read paperback" is now different than "X paperback". Floyd | 42: Fixed bug which sometimes caused answers to Bob to not work. Floyd | 43: Added 'paths' to the pika paths' name property. Floyd | 44: Bob now notices when you enter his cabin. Floyd | 45: You can no longer take the hot spring sign. Floyd | 46: Fixed response to dropping worn clothing. Floyd | 47: Reworked the description of the boulders to mention the paths and Floyd | imply climbability. Floyd | 48: Added the medallion. Floyd | 49: Added a significant Easter egg. Floyd | 50: Matchbook is now takeable without having to first search. Floyd | 51: Fixed bug which made game unwinnable if shed wasn't entered Floyd | immediately after solving it. Floyd | 52: Added wasp and yellow mountain avens to guidebook. Floyd | 53: Removed fighting elk after player leaves the Campsite. Floyd | 54: Fireflies stay when released near the hot spring and cavern. Floyd | 55: Allowed for reading the guidebook. Floyd | 56: Added different responses to reading at the hot spring. Floyd | 57: Bob now knows about the top few winners in the 1997 IF Floyd | Competition. Floyd | 58: Bob now responds to the player taking the bucket. Floyd | 59: Added the pile of leaves. Floyd | 60: Added the new verb SMOKE. Floyd | 61: Bob will now provide an endless supply of matches, if asked. Floyd | 62: Rewrote the introduction. Floyd | 63: Added a second and third solution to the stick puzzle. Floyd | 64: Fixed a bug which made the game unreasonably difficult if the Floyd | player dropped the flipflops in the Rocky Path. Floyd | 65: Further automated the operation of the trolley. Floyd | 66: Fixed all room descriptions and enabled short and normal modes. Floyd | 67: Reworked the title screen so (hopefully) it works with any size Floyd | screen. Floyd | 68: Fixed a bug that allowed burning matches to exist inside the Floyd | matchbook. Floyd | 69: Multiple burning matches in the inventory are now listed as Floyd | (which are burning). Floyd | 70: The blackberries can now be taken and eaten in one move. Floyd | 71: Eaten items are now listed as (eaten) instead of (lost) when Floyd | typing "objects". Floyd | 72: Fixed the animal trail to make it clear that a second attempt to Floyd | climb it would be worthwhile. Floyd | 73: Can now look up and look down, where appropriate. Floyd | 74: Added a daemon to nudge the player if she's spending a lot of Floyd | time in the trolley. Floyd | 75: Fixed bug with the eucalyptus leaves being transported out of the Floyd | player's hands and back to the pika trails. Floyd | 76: Fixed a following bug with Bob in the area around the cabin. Floyd | 77: Fixed a bug which caused objects in the water containers along Floyd | with the water to be lost when emptying the water container. Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | josh_g says, "that's a lot of revisions" | |||
| McMartin says, "And it looks like there are more..." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, it *did* take him ten years." | ||||
| McMartin pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | > Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | inky says, "wow" | |||
| josh_g says, "also, what the heck #57" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "heh" | ||||
| Spinster says, "Every IF game needs to have data on other IF comp winners. It's the law" | ||||
| McMartin says, "You weren't here for the not-very-abbreviated version of THE ENTIRE 1997 XYZZY AWARDS, were you" | ||||
| DavidW says, "'ask Bob about shortcake'?!" | ||||
| Spinster says, "Instead of, say, fixing messages on lamp grabbing" | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "What are the game stats?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | > Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | inky says, "number of implemented wildlife species" | |||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | "SHE'S GOT A THING FOR A SPRING" is a relatively large game, and I've Floyd | included here the data from the compiler for your reference. In Floyd | addition to this, let me just say that the source has nearly 17000 Floyd | lines of code. Of this, approximately 5000 lines deal with the main Floyd | NPC, Bob, and the objects that he directly manipulates. He can make Floyd | more than 400 independent moves during the course of a game. There are Floyd | more than 100 topics that he will respond to, and each topic has 3 or Floyd | 4 synonyms. His responses often vary depending on the current Floyd | situation, and sometimes with the time of day. Floyd | Floyd | Bob received a XYZZY award for Best Individual NPC in 1997. "She's Got Floyd | a Thing for a Spring" was also nominated for three other XYZZYs: Best Floyd | Writing, Best Setting, and Best NPCs. Floyd | Floyd | From the compiler, here are the details: Floyd | Floyd | In: 8 source code files 19552 syntactic lines Floyd | 22348 textual lines 788211 characters (ISO 8859-1 Floyd | Latin1) Floyd | Allocated: Floyd | 1628 symbols (maximum 10000) 981800 bytes of memory Floyd | Out: Version 8 "Extended" story file 3.010818 (308K long): Floyd | 18 classes (maximum 64) 299 objects (maximum 639) Floyd | 151 global vars (maximum 233) 3617 variable/array space Floyd | (maximum 10000) Floyd | 142 verbs (maximum 200) 1273 dictionary entries Floyd | (maximum 2000) Floyd | 347 grammar lines (version 2) 613 grammar tokens (unlimited) Floyd | 162 actions (maximum 200) 39 attributes (maximum 48) Floyd | 62 common props (maximum 62) 15 individual props Floyd | (unlimited) Floyd | 260612 characters used in text 189454 bytes compressed (rate Floyd | 0.726) Floyd | 0 abbreviations (maximum 64) 782 routines (unlimited) Floyd | 23885 instructions of Z-code 11813 sequence points Floyd | 315376 bytes used in Z-machine 208912 bytes free in Z-machine Floyd | Floyd | [Please press SPACE.] | Spinster says, "Write all that down, there will be a test later." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "heehee" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "yay" | ||||
| Jota says, "This *is* later." | ||||
| McMartin says, "I wonder if those values were before or after he added them to the helpfile." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I mean, boo, I hate tests." | ||||
| Jota pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | | ||||
| Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button. | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | > Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | > Game Statistics Floyd | Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | > Hints Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "return" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = re Floyd | sume game Floyd | There is information on the following: Floyd | Floyd | About She's Got a Thing for a Spring Floyd | Instructions for Playing Floyd | Features for Experienced Players Floyd | About the Author Floyd | Bug Reports and Contacting the Author Floyd | Credits Floyd | Revisions Floyd | Game Statistics Floyd | > Hints Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | The Old Homestead Floyd | The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "Oh - hint for the last lousy point!" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | The Old Homestead Floyd | The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | > The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Other Side of the Canyon Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > What's on the Mirror Lake Trail? Floyd | Is there any other way to go? Floyd | Is the waterfall important? Floyd | The cavern is too dark to see. Floyd | How do I escape with the banquet? Floyd | What do I do with the leaves? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | The Old Homestead Floyd | The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | > The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | The Old Homestead Floyd | The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > The meadows seem empty. Floyd | The elk keeps moving away from me. Floyd | I can't get into the tent. Floyd | How do I keep the fireflies? Floyd | What do I do with the fireflies now that I have them? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | The Old Homestead Floyd | The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | > The Old Homestead Floyd | The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | Jota says, "If anyone sees anything like, do say." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | > Is the bucket useful? Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | (Press H for another hint, or SPACE to return.) Floyd | Floyd | (1/3) Maybe. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (2/3) Depends on how you try to solve one of the puzzles. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (3/3) One of the solutions to the shed problem requires the bucket. Floyd | | Spinster says, "This isn't really objective-oriented." | |||
| McMartin says, "Let's ask about th ebrick" | ||||
| Jota says, "No, it's not." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | > Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | > Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | > Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | > Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | > Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | > Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | (Press H for another hint, or SPACE to return.) Floyd | Floyd | (1/2) It is to Bob. Floyd | | inky says, "hmm, multiple solutions to the shed problem, it says" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (2/2) Between, say, 8:00 and 10:00 in the morning. Floyd | | Spinster asks, "-are- the washers useful?" | |||
| McMartin says, "DING" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | > Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | > Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | (Press H for another hint, or SPACE to return.) Floyd | Floyd | (1/1) In general, yes. To this game, no. Floyd | | Spinster says, "derp" | |||
| McMartin says, "Hee" | ||||
| Jota says (to Spinster), "We knew that he wanted it in the morning." | ||||
| Spinster says, "so there's yer point" | ||||
| Ellison arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | Jota says (to Spinster), "The thing we're trying to figure out is if we lost a point by waiting." | |||
| Jota says, "And then giving him the board later instead." | ||||
| Spinster says, "I'm going to go with 'very likely'" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | > Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | | McMartin says, "My laptop is unpleasantly warm. I think I'm going to shut it down and give it a rest." | |||
Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | > I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | > I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | McMartin says, "Thanks for the game, all." | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | > How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | Spinster asks, "You could do a short run and see if you get a point from board giving maybe?" | |||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | (Press H for another hint, or SPACE to return.) Floyd | Floyd | (1/11) The wasps are in the way. Floyd | | Jacqueline says, "See ya, McM." | |||
| inky says (to McMartin), "thanks for playing" | ||||
| McMartin has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | Jota says, "We did get a point from giving him a board." | |||
| Jacqueline says, "We gave the board." | ||||
| Spinster says, "the wasps are on their waaay" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (2/11) Did you try throwing things at the nest, or hitting it? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (3/11) Honeyhunters around the world know that bees avoid smoke. Maybe Floyd | that would work with wasps? Floyd | | Spinster says, "OK then" | |||
| Ellison asks, "has there ever been a game where a last lousy point actually added to the game's enjoyment?" | ||||
| Spinster says, "Savoir Faire" | ||||
| inky says, "I'm not sure this was a LLP or just an optional point" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (4/11) What might produce a lot of smoke? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (5/11) If you could collect some leaves, they would probably produce Floyd | some smoke. Floyd | So would a barely damp roll of toilet paper. Floyd | | Spinster says, "(5/11) Burn the shed." | |||
| inky says, "(like, there was a puzzle we knew about but apparently didn't solve in time)" | ||||
| Spinster says, "(6/11) Burn it." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (6/11) Leaves can be gathered from the Aspen Grove or in the Meadows. Floyd | Toilet paper is in the outhouse. Floyd | | Spinster says, "(7/11) Burn it all down." | |||
| Jacqueline says (to Ellison), "No. Only to it's frustration, methinks." | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (7/11) Light the leaves (or roll of toilet paper). Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (8/11) Don't have any matches? STOP. Press SPACE. Go find some Floyd | matches. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (9/11) Is there any way to get the smoking leaves closer to the wasps? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (10/11) You could put them in the bucket. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (11/11) Put the bucket on the stick and wave the stick. OR Floyd | Push the bucket with the stick. Floyd | | Ellison says, "if you had spent less time thinking about your husband and more time concentrating on Bob's needs..." | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | Is the garden important? Floyd | > How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "p" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | > Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | (Press H for another hint, or SPACE to return.) Floyd | Floyd | (1/3) Not to you. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (2/3) But Bob's really proud of it. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | (3/3) Ask Bob about garden. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Old Homestead Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | Is the outhouse important? Floyd | > Is the garden important? Floyd | How do I get into the shed? Floyd | I need some matches. Floyd | I can't open the jar. Floyd | Are the washers useful? Floyd | Is the brick useful? Floyd | Is the board useful? Floyd | Are the gloves useful? Floyd | Is the bucket useful? Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | > The Old Homestead Floyd | The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | | Jota asks, "Did we ask Bob about the garden? Should we have?" | |||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | The Old Homestead Floyd | > The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Rocky Path and Stream Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > I can't get the walking stick. Floyd | Is the stream useful? Floyd | I can't travel on the rocky path. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | The Rocky Path and Stream Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | I can't get the walking stick. Floyd | > Is the stream useful? Floyd | I can't travel on the rocky path. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | (Press H for another hint, or SPACE to return.) Floyd | Floyd | (1/2) Not directly. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Rocky Path and Stream Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | I can't get the walking stick. Floyd | > Is the stream useful? Floyd | I can't travel on the rocky path. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "h" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | (Press H for another hint, or SPACE to return.) Floyd | Floyd | (1/2) Not directly. Floyd | Floyd | (2/2) But it does provide a good atmosphere for the game. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Rocky Path and Stream Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | I can't get the walking stick. Floyd | > Is the stream useful? Floyd | I can't travel on the rocky path. Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | The Old Homestead Floyd | > The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | | ||||
| Jota says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Top Hints Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | The Meadows and the Campsite Floyd | The Old Homestead Floyd | The Rocky Path and the Stream Floyd | > The Canyon and the Boulderpile Floyd | The Other Side of the Canyon Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | The Canyon and the Boulderpile Hint Menu Floyd | N = next subject P = Floyd | RETURN = read subject Q = prev Floyd | ious menu Floyd | There are hints on the following: Floyd | Floyd | > How do I escape the moose? Floyd | What do I do with the herbs? Floyd | What do I do with the pika? Floyd | What do I do with the leaves? Floyd | The trolley's on the wrong side of the canyon. Floyd | How do I operate the trolley? Floyd | | ||||
| radix has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | Jota says, "Yeah, looks like the brick's the only think that's hinted that we didn't do." | |||
| Jota says, "Wonder if it affects the ending." | ||||
| Jacqueline asks, "I thought we gave that to him. Did he stop doing the chair before we got around to helping him?" | ||||
| Jota says, "He had moved on, yes." | ||||
| Jota asks (of Jacq), "Do you not remember me trying to hit him with the board?" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Ah. Weren't WE the unhelpful one." | ||||
| Jacqueline says (to Jota), "Yes, I remember that well. So does Bob." | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "nah, he never remembers stuff" | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Well, true." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "That's probably why he was nice to us the rest of the game." | ||||
| Jota says, "That was because we took too long to de-wasp his shed for him and retrieve the brick he asked for, so he gave us a sarcastic response when we tried to give it to him." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "Oh yeah." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "That jerk." | ||||
| Jacqueline says, "I remember now." | ||||
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