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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: banana machine, faucets, toy catalogue, a crystal ball, cuddly walrus, cloak, tic-tac-toe, thermometer, yellow button, waldo whisper object, checkers board, Werewolf rules, Mike Tyson, IF Programmer Barbie, IF FLOYD'S DOWN, TELL JOTA -- OR ELSE HE WON'T KNOW, frobozz magic dispenser, fun shiny toy, madlibs, orange, jukebox, dfan's quest, miniature ifMUD, Pun Police Whistle, orange door, monkey guru, mind chess, the 'hello clubfloyd' cube, a shiny 'blinkenlights' cube, apple, storyharp, save button, specimen jar, Best of Speed?, Gak, ClubFloyd Suggestions, bunny burger, plea for Jacq's return, Photocopier, basketball, midterm monster, green button, The Amazing Attention-Grabbing Cube!, Gene Ray, soda reading 'Don't drink me!', signaling device, RPS Bot 3000, long-stemmed red rose, FREE DONUTS machine, shovel, clicker, colourcoding device, A Hobbit, chocolate cork nut, jellybean | ||||
| Players: Waldo, Floyd, minghua, Cheshiren, Firion, ParserGirl, Ellison, inky, Lucea, Gunther, Taleslinger | ||||
| Visible Exits: northeast (to the Lounge) | Lucea says, "I have never played it at all" | |||
| DavidW arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | minghua asks, "Is it even possible to forget the solution to your own puzzle?" | |||
| Lucea says, "very" | ||||
| inky says, "sure" | ||||
| Nitku arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | DavidW says, "I played it quite a while ago. I hope some of it'll come back to me. I think I remember a gazebo and a waterfall somewhere." | |||
| Taleslinger says, "I heard this name a lot, but it doesn't really ring a bell." | ||||
| minghua says, "Hmm, I guess I don't really understand IF authors' brains, then." | ||||
| Ellison says (to minghua), "I'd recommend playing Rob's 4-in-1 game since it's very easy to see how Rob could have forgotten how to beat it" | ||||
| (from Taleslinger) Taleslinger says, "Dan ...who?" | ||||
| Lucea says, "it's even possible to forget the solution to your own puzzle while in the WIP stage" | ||||
| DavidW says, "4-in-1 has randomness to it, making winning problematic." | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to lucea), "I only forget responses I implemented." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Anyway, are we ready to begin?" | ||||
| DavidW clears the save counter. | Taleslinger says, "I am." | |||
| Lucea says, "readyf" | ||||
| Cheshiren says, "me too" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "load lethe" | ||||
Floyd | > I don't know the word 'load'. | minghua says, "Ready." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "quit" | ||||
Floyd | > Floyd | Your score would be 0 [total of 616 points], in 37 moves. Floyd | This score gives you the rank of Beginner. Floyd | Do you wish to leave the game? (Y is affirmative): | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "yes" | Cheshiren says, "floyd isn't ready" | |||
| inky presses the yellow enter button. | DavidW asks, "mdlzork? What was that?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "load lethe" | Ellison says, "blame inky" | |||
| inky says, "I put on the mdl zork somebody on the newsgroup mentioned" | ||||
| Ellison says, "he never cleans up after himself" | ||||
| Taleslinger says, "Nice." | ||||
| inky asks, "hrm, is it not quitting properly?" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "%quit" | ||||
| Floyd says, "game ended by request of inky." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "load lethe" | ||||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd | Floyd | tadsr - A text-only TADS 2.5.10 Interpreter. Floyd | Copyright (c) 1993, 2006 by Michael J. Roberts. Floyd | Floyd | You awaken, finding yourself in a grassy field. Twisted images Floyd | flash through your mind quickly: driving out on Halloween to do a Floyd | little camping and try and work things out by yourself ... your Floyd | awakening in the middle of the night ... walking to the cliff-top in Floyd | the moonlight, not exactly knowing why ... stepping up to the edge, Floyd | and falling off -- no, stepping off. Only a few scattered memories Floyd | remain past that: sensations of wind rushing past you, and then wings Floyd | surrounding you, and then blackness. Now you're here, wherever that Floyd | is. The sun shines brightly overhead, and a brook babbles gently along Floyd | nearby. An apple tree grows in the center of the field, branches rich Floyd | with fruit. Floyd | Floyd | Lethe Flow Phoenix: A Flight of Fantasy (release 2) Floyd | (Developed with TADS, the Text Adventure Development System.) Floyd | Copyright *C* 1995 by Dan Shiovitz Floyd | Floyd | [Welcome to the game. If you want to set up game options, type "SETUP" Floyd | at the prompt. If you need other help, type "HELP" at the prompt.] Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Thank you." | |||
| * Gunther has joined the channel. | ||||
| Gunther says, "heh heh, *C*" | ||||
| Lucea says, "so let's see here" | ||||
| Ellison says, "I forgot this game took place on Halloween... SPOOKY!" | ||||
| Lucea asks, "this isn't timed, is it?" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "setup" | ||||
Floyd | Game configuration: Floyd | -------------------- Floyd | Player gender: (m or f)> | Gunther asks, "is this the one with FLYING DEMONIC PUMPKIN HEAD?" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "no" | ||||
| Gunther says, "(I know)" | ||||
| Taleslinger asks, "So, are me boy or girl?" | ||||
| inky says (to Lucea), "it has a few timed bits, I think" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I choose boy." | ||||
| Ellison says, "that'd be great if all of inky's games secretly take place on Halloween" | ||||
| (From Lucea) #clubfloyd inky says, "it's more of a gliding demonic pumpkin head" | Taleslinger asks (of Ellison), "They don't?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "m" | ||||
Floyd | Always print long introductory text? (yes or no)> | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "yes" | ||||
Floyd | Always print long/verbose room descriptions? (yes or no)> | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "yes" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger asks (of inky), "Where would you put this on zarf's scale?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||||
Floyd | You look about the same as always. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are empty-handed. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gunther says, "11" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x apple tree" | ||||
Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | It's an old, gnarled apple tree. As you stare at it, you think you can Floyd | see vague outlines of a grumpy-looking face in the trunk. Juicy, Floyd | delicious-looking red apples hang from the branches above your head, Floyd | and the tree looks great for climbing. A colorful kite-like object is Floyd | sitting on a branch, high up in the tree. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "climb tree" | ||||
Floyd | You approach the tree and start to climb it. You are startled by a Floyd | sudden voice which seems to emanate from the tree itself, like some Floyd | mystic speech from the kingdom of faerie. The voice says "Hey Floyd | birdbrain! Put that foot on my branch and I'll whack yer bleedin' head Floyd | off!" Rather surprised, you desist for the moment. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "ask tree about itself" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "itself". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "ask tree about me" | ||||
Floyd | The tree haughtily ignores you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "ask tree about himself" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "himself". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "ask tree about tree" | ||||
Floyd | "I'm an apple tree, and a damn fine specimen of one, if I do say so Floyd | myself. Which I do, since you're obviously too busy gawking to say Floyd | anything of any use." Floyd | "Tweet-tweet!" goes the robin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask tree about kite" | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "tree, give me an apple" | ||||
Floyd | "Nice one, eh? Picked it up 'bout a year ago in a windstorm." Floyd | The robin whistles loudly. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | "Ooh, I'd bet you'd like one of these nice, juicy, apples." A branch Floyd | lowers slightly, lifting one into reach. "Well too bad! They're Floyd | mine!" The branch jerks away again. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua says, "When I see apple trees, they are always many, in an orchard. I don't think I've ever seen a single apple tree." | |||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "kill tree" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to attack it with? Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x face" | ||||
Floyd | It's a face all right. Perhaps someone carved it in there? The face Floyd | is quite a grumpy one. The artist must have been having a bad day. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I think it's hard but possible to make it unwinnable" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "flip bird to tree" | ||||
Floyd | I don't recognize that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x robin" | ||||
Floyd | A happy-looking robin. It sings a playful little song. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "sing" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "sing". Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "also, geez, I didn't provide a PC desc? that is weak" | |||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "robin, get kite" | ||||
Floyd | The robin cocks its head sideways and looks at you for a moment, but Floyd | makes no response. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask robin about tree" | ||||
Floyd | It's too far away. Floyd | The robin whistles loudly. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Somehow that robin description looks like something horrible is going to happen to it." | |||
| Ellison says (to inky), "the hidden kicker is that we are a robot" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask tree for kite" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "for". Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "the whole game looks like something horrible is going to happen" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask tree about robin" | ||||
Floyd | "If you could get rid of that annoying bird, I'd be much obliged. I'd Floyd | let you climb up there, but I have this terrible case of woodrot on Floyd | that side, and ..." Floyd | The tree spends the next ten minutes or so explaining its troubles to Floyd | you in great detail. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "cut tree" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "cut". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You are empty-handed. Floyd | Floyd | Your stomach rumbles. You realize that you're getting hungry. Floyd | The robin chirps. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask tree about kite" | ||||
Floyd | "I suppose you want it? Too bad!" Floyd | Floyd | > | Cheshiren says, "poor robin.." | |||
| minghua says, "Oh, a magic apple tree, I see." | ||||
| Lucea asks, "there's hunger?" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "oh no. Hunger daemon?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x kite" | ||||
Floyd | You can't make out much from here. It looks like a kite, only bigger. Floyd | The robin glances stealthily around to look for female robins. Must be Floyd | mating season. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "This is a very early game." | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "cross bridge" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "cross". Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, ">impersonate attractive robin" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "sing" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "sing". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "x bridge" | ||||
Floyd | A small wooden bridge, so you don't have to get your feet wet wading Floyd | across the stream. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "dang, I forgot about that" | |||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | "Tweet-tweet!" goes the robin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "search grass" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | Your stomach rumbles. You realize that you're getting hungry. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "it might be it goes away after you get an apple" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb tree" | ||||
Floyd | "Hey! Don't climb me! I don't want your ugly fat feet all over me!" Floyd | says the tree. Ignoring its protests, you reach for a low branch and Floyd | start climbing. The leaves rustle angrily, but nothing seems to Floyd | happen, so you continue up the tree. Suddenly, though, there's a sound Floyd | from above you. You look up just in time to see a large red apple Floyd | falling. It *THWACKS* you on the nose, you cry out and let go, and Floyd | everything becomes all tumbled up in a heap on the ground. "Hah!" Floyd | says the tree. "That'll teach you." "Ha!" you say back, grabbing the Floyd | apple. Floyd | "Oh," says the tree. "I hadn't thought of that." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "eat apple" | ||||
Floyd | Quite possibly the finest apple you have ever tasted in your life. Floyd | That was delicious! Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "I vaguely remember there are ways to make the game unwinnable. I don't remember them being too unfair, but we should be careful" | |||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "that may have been a bad idea" | |||
| Taleslinger says, "ha ha" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Why the undo?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "throw apple at robin" | ||||
Floyd | "Don't try and throw things at it, idiot! You'll only end up knocking Floyd | my leaves off, and then who knows what will happen? I suppose you Floyd | think I can photosynthesize with my bark, hmm? Sheesh, humans!" The Floyd | tree continues to talk. You decide to find another approach and save Floyd | yourself a second lecture on the subject. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a few minutes, when the ground abruptly seems to fall away Floyd | beneath your feet. You stumble forward, and look up to find yourself Floyd | in a different place. Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I feel mean." | |||
| Taleslinger says, "oops." | ||||
| Lucea says, "if it turns out we need that apple 200 turns later in some abandoned apple-gathering facility" | ||||
| Ellison says, "with great apples comes great responsibility" | ||||
| Lucea says, "and also with grapples" | ||||
| Taleslinger says, "Maybe we need to throw that apple into a window" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x sand" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any sand here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x sun" | ||||
Floyd | The sun is high in the sky, as usual. It doesn't seem to be moving, Floyd | though. Floyd | Floyd | Shadows from distant dunes make the image of cool water. You rush Floyd | towards it, only to have the scene dissolve as you get closer. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "um, surely we can get a 2nd apple if we need it for future use. BUT HUNGRY NOW." | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | Your stomach rumbles. You realize that you're getting hungry. Floyd | Floyd | Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your Floyd | eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from: Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "I think the desert is a bit more pressing right no - hey, maybe not" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "climb tree" | ||||
Floyd | "Oh, no," the tree says. "I'm not falling for that one again. I Floyd | didn't drop off the tree yesterday, I can tell you that much. You want Floyd | any more apples, bud, you're doing me a favor first." The apple tree's Floyd | branches move around enough to make climbing impossible now. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "it is a Euclidean desert" | |||
| Taleslinger asks, "Wait, I thought we undo'ed...undid?" | ||||
| Lucea says, "we undid my eating the apple" | ||||
| Lucea says, "but we should still have it" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have an apple. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have an apple. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x flowers" | ||||
Floyd | The wild flowers grow among the grasses, in a wild assortment of Floyd | colors. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger asks, "Okay, more esploring?" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "smell flowers" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "smell". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "pick flowers" | ||||
Floyd | I don't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "please" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a few minutes, when the ground abruptly seems to fall away Floyd | beneath your feet. You stumble forward, and look up to find yourself Floyd | in a different place. Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | Floyd | You're feeling really hungry. You should find some food soon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to Taleslinger), "yeah, be CRAVE apples. we sit up late and WANT them." | |||
| Lucea says, "ok, fine, I guess we have to eat the apple" | ||||
| Ellison says, "oops, s/be/but we" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "eat apple" | ||||
Floyd | Quite possibly the finest apple you have ever tasted in your life. Floyd | That was delicious! Floyd | Floyd | The wind picks up, and as the burning breeze blows past your ear, you Floyd | fancy you hear voices. Whose voices? Even the words they say are Floyd | beyond comprehension. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "listen". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your Floyd | eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from: Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x flowers" | ||||
Floyd | The wild flowers grow among the grasses, in a wild assortment of Floyd | colors. Floyd | The robin chirps. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk along the banks of the stream for a time. Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautifully-sculpted garden, bounded by brick walls to the north Floyd | and west. A stream flows in from the east and curves to flow to the Floyd | south, slowly drifting through the garden. The brook lazily winds its Floyd | way under the small bridges and between the large rocks and stone paths Floyd | that have been placed here. Small, pretty bushes are scattered here as Floyd | well, each one elegantly trimmed and shaped. In one corner of the Floyd | garden there is a fountain, shaped like a dragon's head. From the Floyd | dragon's open mouth flows a steady stream of water, falling into the Floyd | brook. Floyd | Sitting on the large black rocks you see a sheet of red paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "get sheet" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | A gentle breeze ruffles the leaves on the bushes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x it" | ||||
Floyd | It looks to be the kind of paper used in making origami figures. It's Floyd | a plain sheet of red paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea asks, "hm. paper airplane?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "make robin" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "make". Floyd | Floyd | > | Gunther says, "hmm... robin red..." | |||
| Nitku says (to Floyd), "fold paper" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to fold it into? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gunther says (to Floyd), "fold paper into bird" | ||||
Floyd | The only kind of origami bird you ever learned how to make was a crane, Floyd | so you attempt that instead. You skillfully fold the sheet of paper Floyd | into an origami crane. Floyd | The branches on the bushes sway gently in the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x fountain" | ||||
Floyd | The fountain, as has been mentioned, is made of stone, and shaped like Floyd | the head of a dragon. The dragon's mouth is open, and water pours from Floyd | it into the stream. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "search rocks" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gunther says (to Floyd), "put crane in fountain" | ||||
Floyd | The water flowing out prevents things from going in. Floyd | The leaves on the bushes are actually bending in the breeze. Strange, Floyd | really, considering the wind is barely blowing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "drink water" | ||||
Floyd | The cool draught refreshes you. Floyd | The hedges are moving. Casually, as non-chalant as a bush can be, the Floyd | hedges have uprooted themselves. Well, some of them have, anyway. Floyd | Most of the bushes are sitting there looking innocent again. The Floyd | uprooted ones begin to move about the garden. One or two of them reach Floyd | under rocks and bushes and pull out rakes and spades and a bucket. Floyd | They quietly start to water the flowers, rake the paths, and prune the Floyd | bushes. You look on in amazement. The hedge beasts totally ignore Floyd | you. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I think this was the original first room" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "I take it back - I don't think I've played this." | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x beasts" | ||||
Floyd | Well, I guess they aren't just your ordinary hedges. Definitely a Floyd | close relative, however, as the hedge beasts still seem to have leaves Floyd | and branches and such. At the moment, the hedge beasts are moving Floyd | around the garden, tending to the flowers and raking the paths. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bucket" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any bucket here. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ooh, lame" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x rake" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any rake here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x rakes" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "rakes". Floyd | Floyd | > | Gunther says, "no more a rake" | |||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautifully-sculpted garden, bounded by brick walls to the north Floyd | and west. A stream flows in from the east and curves to flow to the Floyd | south, slowly drifting through the garden. The brook lazily winds its Floyd | way under the small bridges and between the large rocks and stone paths Floyd | that have been placed here. Small, pretty bushes are scattered here as Floyd | well, each one elegantly trimmed and shaped. In one corner of the Floyd | garden there is a fountain, shaped like a dragon's head. From the Floyd | dragon's open mouth flows a steady stream of water, falling into the Floyd | brook. Floyd | The hedge beasts are tending to the garden, raking and digging. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "this and another room are very Zork II" | |||
| Gunther says, "I see a new version forthcoming" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "search bushes" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "maybe they're not visible when the beasts are holding them are something" | |||
| Ellison says (to inky), "ah, that makes sense" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x brick" | ||||
Floyd | The brick walls are tall and smooth enough to be unclimbable. They Floyd | surround the garden on the north and west sides, stretching off into Floyd | the haze at the two edges. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "let's try something" | |||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the brook's path out of the garden, and into a field. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A cool stream runs north-south through the field. A wide white plank Floyd | allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah, I hadn't (and still haven't, I guess) played Zork II, but the hedge beasts are definitely from there" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x boulders" | ||||
Floyd | They're your basic large, gray chunks of rock. There's about six in Floyd | the field, arranged in a rough three-quarter circle around around the Floyd | gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x gazebo" | ||||
Floyd | A rather nice white gazebo, hexagon-shaped. Most of the walls are Floyd | covered with lattices to keep the sun out, but one is open to allow Floyd | entrance. The roof of the gazebo is rather strange. It is flat, but Floyd | then mounted atop the flat part is an extra structure which appears to Floyd | be a long thin wall cutting straight across the roof. The wall is Floyd | shaped like a right triangle, with the square corner and one other Floyd | affixed to the gazebo, and the third jutting straight up. Atop that, Floyd | you can see a weather vane, moving slightly in the slow wind. You Floyd | could enter the gazebo and look around, if you liked. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks (of inky), "wow, how could they be from something you hadn't played?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "attack gazebo" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to attack it with? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "apple" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any apple here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Firion goes home. | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "attack gazebo" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to attack it with? Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says (to inky), "bah, were we supposed to keep it after al" | |||
| inky says, "oh, no" | ||||
| inky says, "I just needed some inventory item" | ||||
| inky says, "I'm not even sure attack gazebo does anything" | ||||
| inky says, "but I am sure I knew the gazebo joke at that point so I *should* have coded something" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to inky), "Darn my lag" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "enter gazebo" | ||||
Floyd | You walk inside the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | Inside the gazebo Floyd | The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to Floyd | enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent Floyd | both sunlight and egress in those directions, making it fairly dim in Floyd | here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is the most Floyd | impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table against Floyd | one wall. Also, set into the ceiling, you can see a multi-faceted Floyd | crystal. Floyd | Sitting on the wooden table you see a large wicker bird cage. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "'gazebo joke'?" | |||
| Lucea says, "oh hey, bird cage" | ||||
| Gunther says (to DavidW), "oh dear" | ||||
| Lucea says, "[LINK]" | ||||
| Ellison asks, "you could attack the gazebo in Zork II?" | ||||
| Lucea says, "this, I think" | ||||
| inky says, "yeah" | ||||
| Gunther says, "that was scarily fast" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Plan: Take cage. Put crane in cage. Show cage to robin. Close cage." | ||||
| Lucea says, "not really, I just googled "attack gazebo"" | ||||
| Lucea says, "I'd seen it before" | ||||
| inky says, "man, just imagine what DW would do if this game had an umbrella in it" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Inside the gazebo Floyd | The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to Floyd | enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent Floyd | both sunlight and egress in those directions, making it fairly dim in Floyd | here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is the most Floyd | impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table against Floyd | one wall. Also, set into the ceiling, you can see a multi-faceted Floyd | crystal. Floyd | Sitting on the wooden table you see a large wicker bird cage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to flord), "get cage" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "get cage" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x crystal" | ||||
Floyd | Which crystal do you mean, the large crystal, or the tiny crystal? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "large" | ||||
Floyd | The large crystal has six visible facets. It is set into the ceiling, Floyd | directly over the sundial. It is dark, and seems somehow sad. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to DavidW), "oh, yeah, I think you're right about that" | |||
| DavidW asks, "two crystals?" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x tiny" | ||||
Floyd | The crystal seems to be tiny and six-sided. It looks a lot like a Floyd | miniature version of the one mounted directly above it in the ceiling. Floyd | It's fixed quite firmly in place, on the tip of the gnomon of the Floyd | sundial. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gunther says (to lucea), "you can use "f" to do "..floyd" as a shortcut" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "x sundial" | ||||
Floyd | It's a bronze sundial, on a pedestal. A rather nice sundial too, by Floyd | the looks of it. It's a pity there's no real sunlight to make it Floyd | useful. The inscription "Tempus Non Fugit" has been printed around the Floyd | face of the sundial, and there are also six small metal studs set into Floyd | the bronzework. In the dim light, you notice the sparkle of a tiny Floyd | crystal on the tip of the gnomon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to Floyd), "get tiny" | ||||
Floyd | You can't have the tiny crystal. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Sundials were quite common in earlier games." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x studs" | ||||
Floyd | They're six small, metal studs. Nothing too exceptional. They all Floyd | feel rather loose, but are small enough that it would be difficult to Floyd | remove them by hand. The studs are spaced fairly evenly around the Floyd | sundial, at six, eight, ten, twelve, two, and four o'clock. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea asks, "is there a screwdriver?" | |||
| Lucea says, "(rhetorical question)" | ||||
| DavidW says, "We're in room 4." | ||||
| ParserGirl says, ""time Flies?"" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Bit early for a screwdriver." | ||||
| Gunther says, "earlier games also had gnomons" | ||||
| Cheshiren asks, "is cage empty?" | ||||
| Gunther says (to ParserGirl), "time *does not* fly" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push stud" | ||||
Floyd | Which stud do you mean, the stud at six o'clock, the stud at eight Floyd | o'clock, the stud at ten o'clock, the stud at twelve o'clock, the stud Floyd | at two o'clock, or the stud at four o'clock? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "six" | ||||
Floyd | Pushing the stud at six o'clock doesn't do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "aha. That's what I get for skimming the google results." | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "x gnomon" | ||||
Floyd | A gnomon, of course, is the thingy on the sundial which casts the Floyd | shadow. This gnomon appears no different from any other one you've Floyd | seen, except that most gnomons don't have tiny crystals on their tips. Floyd | Whereas this one seems positively festooned with them. Well, it has Floyd | one of them, anyway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "look in cage" | ||||
Floyd | Willow twigs have been plaited together to form a simple cage. The Floyd | cage door (open) has a single slide bolt which can be used to keep it Floyd | shut. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "xyzzy". Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I noticed the sun wasn't moving outside. Perhaps time has stopped and this changes what time it is." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push twelve" | ||||
Floyd | Pushing the stud at twelve o'clock doesn't do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "pull twelve" | ||||
Floyd | Pulling the stud at twelve o'clock doesn't have any effect. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn gnomon" | ||||
Floyd | Turning the bronze gnomon doesn't have any effect. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x table" | ||||
Floyd | The table has been painted white to match the rest of the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "did we ask the tree about the favor we're supposed to do for it?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under table" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing under the wooden table. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I think it was getting rid of the robin" | |||
| Lucea says, "yeah, we still need to do that" | ||||
| DavidW says, "yeah" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in cage" | ||||
Floyd | Willow twigs have been plaited together to form a simple cage. The Floyd | cage door (open) has a single slide bolt which can be used to keep it Floyd | shut. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | You exit the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A cool stream runs north-south through the field. A wide white plank Floyd | allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger asks, "How old is this game?" | |||
| Lucea asks, "any objections to going to do that?" | ||||
| Gunther says, "inky's pretending like he didn't write the game" | ||||
| inky says, "1995" | ||||
| Lucea says (to taleslinger), "1995, I thin" | ||||
| Taleslinger says, "Wow" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "n then e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you enter a garden. Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautifully-sculpted garden, bounded by brick walls to the north Floyd | and west. A stream flows in from the east and curves to flow to the Floyd | south, slowly drifting through the garden. The brook lazily winds its Floyd | way under the small bridges and between the large rocks and stone paths Floyd | that have been placed here. Small, pretty bushes are scattered here as Floyd | well, each one elegantly trimmed and shaped. In one corner of the Floyd | garden there is a fountain, shaped like a dragon's head. From the Floyd | dragon's open mouth flows a steady stream of water, falling into the Floyd | brook. Floyd | The hedge beasts are tending to the garden, raking and digging. Floyd | Floyd | You walk east until you are in the field again. Floyd | Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I am pretending like I don't remember anything from 14 years ago, which isn't hard" | |||
| DavidW says (to Lucea), "I have no objections to my plan being implemented. :)" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "put crane in cage" | ||||
Floyd | The robin sings happily. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "show cage to robin" | ||||
Floyd | The robin trills a short song, seeming to emphasize the virtues of Floyd | freedom and open spaces. The tree grumbles. Floyd | Floyd | > | Cheshiren says, "ho ho" | |||
| Gunther says (to inky), "this is like me and Monkey Island" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "whistle" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "whistle". Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x cage" | ||||
Floyd | Willow twigs have been plaited together to form a simple cage. The Floyd | cage door (open) has a single slide bolt which can be used to keep it Floyd | shut. Inside the cage, you can see a red origami crane. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "tweet" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "tweet". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "chirp" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "chirp". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "drop cage" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "nope, I guess not" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get cage" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "shake tree" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "shake". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "give cake to robin" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "cake". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "give cage to robin" | ||||
Floyd | It's too far away. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "it might be you have to leave the room, but I don't see how the cage would close then" | |||
| Lucea says (to Floyd), "give cage to robin" | ||||
Floyd | It's too far away. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua asks, "I think we haven't gone south yet?" | |||
| Ellison says, "I just like how this game has these things with sinister connotations in other games but is kind of non-intimidating and fun here. I imagine our character skipping from room to room." | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a few minutes, when the ground abruptly seems to fall away Floyd | beneath your feet. You stumble forward, and look up to find yourself Floyd | in a different place. Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | The sands move, perhaps pushed by the wind. In their motion, you see Floyd | faces of people long-buried in memory. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "perhaps we need a bird call thingie." | |||
| Lucea says, "ack" | ||||
| ParserGirl asks, "Did we try showing him just the paper bird by itself?" | ||||
| inky says, "hmm, it's conceivable" | ||||
| Lucea says, "non-euclidean desert" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger forwards, the rays of sun lashing your back and neck. One Floyd | foot kicks something half-buried in the sand, and you pause and look. Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | You see a sun-bleached skull here. Floyd | Floyd | Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your Floyd | eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from: Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "wait WHAT" | |||
| DavidW says, "SKULL!" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "haha" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Cheshiren says, "hehe" | ||||
| inky says, "you know, just your basic skull" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "whistle" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "whistle". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "get paper bird from cage" | ||||
Floyd | There appear to be extra words after your command. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, ">PUT LIPS TOGETHER AND BLOW" | |||
| Ellison says, "heh" | ||||
| Lucea says, "jump" | ||||
| Lucea says, "jump" | ||||
| Lucea says, "er" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get origami" | ||||
| Lucea says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Wheee! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "show origami to bird" | ||||
Floyd | The robin trumpets a (relatively) loud war-cry, and swoops at the paper Floyd | figure, seeking to defend its territory. At the last moment, however, Floyd | it veers off, and returns to its perch in the tree. You must have Floyd | frightened it. Floyd | The robin glances stealthily around to look for female robins. Must be Floyd | mating season. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hunh" | |||
| DavidW says, "oh" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "put crane n cage" | ||||
Floyd | I don't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to Floyd), "put crane in cage" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "oh yeah" | |||
| Lucea says (to Floyd), "show crane to bird" | ||||
Floyd | The robin trumpets a (relatively) loud war-cry, and swoops at the paper Floyd | figure, seeking to defend its territory. At the last moment, however, Floyd | it veers off, and returns to its perch in the tree. You must have Floyd | frightened it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "show f drop crane" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "f". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "drop crane" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | The robin glances stealthily around to look for female robins. Must be Floyd | mating season. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua says, "Apparently we need to fold a female crane instead." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "get crane to tree" | ||||
Floyd | I don't recognize that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Maybe we have to leave the room." | |||
| inky says, "I wonder how I managed to break the text about putting the bird in the cage" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "hide" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "hide". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "give crane to tree" | ||||
Floyd | You're not carrying the red origami crane. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "get rane" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "rane". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to Floyd), "get crane" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | "Tweet-tweet!" goes the robin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to Floyd), "give crane to tree" | ||||
Floyd | Unlikely, I think. Floyd | Floyd | > | Cheshiren asks, "maybe hang cage on tree?" | |||
| DavidW says, "hm. I suppose we could go south of gazebo, see it there's more tools." | ||||
| Taleslinger says, "i say put in the cage then leave the room" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk along the banks of the stream for a time. Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautifully-sculpted garden, bounded by brick walls to the north Floyd | and west. A stream flows in from the east and curves to flow to the Floyd | south, slowly drifting through the garden. The brook lazily winds its Floyd | way under the small bridges and between the large rocks and stone paths Floyd | that have been placed here. Small, pretty bushes are scattered here as Floyd | well, each one elegantly trimmed and shaped. In one corner of the Floyd | garden there is a fountain, shaped like a dragon's head. From the Floyd | dragon's open mouth flows a steady stream of water, falling into the Floyd | brook. Floyd | The hedge beasts are curled up on the ground, practically Floyd | indistinguishable from the normal hedges. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the brook's path out of the garden, and into a field. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A cool stream runs north-south through the field. A wide white plank Floyd | allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Walking south eventually takes you to a rocky cliff-top. Floyd | Floyd | Cliff top, by a waterfall Floyd | The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing Floyd | between cracks in the rocks. The stream winds its way between the Floyd | rocks, widening as it goes, only to curve eastwards and finally pour Floyd | off the edge of the cliff in a glorious waterfall. A cloud of water Floyd | vapor is visible down below, as the stream crashes to the ground and Floyd | starts to move normally again. A flash of reflected sunlight attracts Floyd | your attention to something in a crack in the rocks. Floyd | Sitting on the river rocks you see a music box and a small fly. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "music box!" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Aha" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "get all" | ||||
Floyd | music box: Taken. Floyd | small fly: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x fly" | ||||
Floyd | On closer inspection, you see that the fly is a fake fly, made from Floyd | twisted plastics. Quite realistic looking too. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Bait!" | |||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x music" | ||||
Floyd | It's a small wooden music box. A crank protudes from one side, but Floyd | there's no other markings on it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Cliff top, by a waterfall Floyd | The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing Floyd | between cracks in the rocks. The stream winds its way between the Floyd | rocks, widening as it goes, only to curve eastwards and finally pour Floyd | off the edge of the cliff in a glorious waterfall. A cloud of water Floyd | vapor is visible down below, as the stream crashes to the ground and Floyd | starts to move normally again. A flash of reflected sunlight attracts Floyd | your attention to something in a crack in the rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "turn crank" | ||||
Floyd | You wind up the music box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x crack" | ||||
Floyd | The most noticable crack in the rocks is about a dozen feet from the Floyd | cliff's edge, a large gap between two big boulders. Sometimes the Floyd | current pushes objects in there instead of off the waterfall. A glass Floyd | bottle has sunk to the bottom of the crack. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. A rather nice, but short, Floyd | piece of classical music comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Cheshiren says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "listen". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "get bottle" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The peaceful sound of Floyd | water running over rocks comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x bottle" | ||||
Floyd | The bottle is made of glass, but seems fairly sturdy. It has a Floyd | snap-top allowing it to be firmly closed and sealed, as it is now. The Floyd | glass bottle is closed. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. Twitters and whistles Floyd | come from the box. Birdcalls, you assume. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x it" | ||||
Floyd | The bottle is made of glass, but seems fairly sturdy. It has a Floyd | snap-top allowing it to be firmly closed and sealed, as it is now. The Floyd | glass bottle is closed. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of a crackling Floyd | fire, blazing away, comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "birdcalls" | |||
| Lucea says, "let's go" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Cliff top, by a waterfall Floyd | The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing Floyd | between cracks in the rocks. The stream winds its way between the Floyd | rocks, widening as it goes, only to curve eastwards and finally pour Floyd | off the edge of the cliff in a glorious waterfall. A cloud of water Floyd | vapor is visible down below, as the stream crashes to the ground and Floyd | starts to move normally again. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of wind-chimes Floyd | in a gentle breeze comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "oh. One of the box's tunes is bird calls, eh?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "The second one" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "x waterfall" | ||||
Floyd | The stream winds its way between numerous gaps in the rocks, until it Floyd | finally plunges off the cliff as a waterfall. It's a much wider stream Floyd | than the part north of here. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Is it predicatble?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Not sure." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "er, predictable?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wait" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "this is actually kind of a weird music box" | |||
| inky says, "if it makes like four totally different sounds" | ||||
| Ellison says (to inky), "you, sir, are a music box visionary" | ||||
| Lucea asks, "music jukebox?" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Cliff top, by a waterfall Floyd | The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing Floyd | between cracks in the rocks. The stream winds its way between the Floyd | rocks, widening as it goes, only to curve eastwards and finally pour Floyd | off the edge of the cliff in a glorious waterfall. A cloud of water Floyd | vapor is visible down below, as the stream crashes to the ground and Floyd | starts to move normally again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x vapor" | ||||
Floyd | Down at the bottom, the waterfall creates a vapor cloud when it crashes Floyd | to earth. Sometimes, when the cloud shifts, you can vaguely make out Floyd | something glinting in it, but you can't tell anything through the mist. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "turn crank" | ||||
Floyd | You wind up the music box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "Which way to the tree?" | |||
| Cheshiren says, "n" | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "n then" | ||||
Floyd | You walk north, and soon arrive back at the open field. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A cool stream runs north-south through the field. A wide white plank | minghua says, "n,n,e I think." | |||
Floyd | allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. A rather nice, but short, Floyd | piece of classical music comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "same way to the bathroom" | |||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you enter a garden. Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautifully-sculpted garden, bounded by brick walls to the north Floyd | and west. A stream flows in from the east and curves to flow to the Floyd | south, slowly drifting through the garden. The brook lazily winds its Floyd | way under the small bridges and between the large rocks and stone paths Floyd | that have been placed here. Small, pretty bushes are scattered here as Floyd | well, each one elegantly trimmed and shaped. In one corner of the Floyd | garden there is a fountain, shaped like a dragon's head. From the Floyd | dragon's open mouth flows a steady stream of water, falling into the Floyd | brook. Floyd | The hedge beasts are curled up on the ground, practically Floyd | indistinguishable from the normal hedges. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The peaceful sound of Floyd | water running over rocks comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk east until you are in the field again. Floyd | Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | The robin whistles loudly. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. Twitters and whistles Floyd | come from the box. Birdcalls, you assume. The robin seems to rouse Floyd | itself upon hearing the music. It gazes alertly around for other Floyd | robins, beginning to sing its own territory-song. Sighting the red Floyd | paper figure in your possession, the robin swoops down towards you, Floyd | only to veer off and return to the tree at the last second. It Floyd | chirrups angrily. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "well, that's just poor timing" | |||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "put bird in cage" | ||||
Floyd | It's out of reach, silly. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of a crackling Floyd | fire, blazing away, comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "put origami in cage" | ||||
Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of wind-chimes Floyd | in a gentle breeze comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "put fly in cage" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "well, yes. Put the crane in the cage." | |||
| DavidW says, "Not the fly!" | ||||
| minghua says, "It seems predictable." | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "get fly" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | "Tweet-tweet!" goes the robin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "turn crank" | ||||
Floyd | You wind up the music box. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua says, "Birdcall is the third one." | |||
| Lucea says, "oh, right, the crank" | ||||
| Ellison asks, "do we have to drop the cage?" | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "z.z.z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | The robin sings happily. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. A rather nice, but short, Floyd | piece of classical music comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The peaceful sound of Floyd | water running over rocks comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | The robin sings selected pieces by Mozart. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. Twitters and whistles Floyd | come from the box. Birdcalls, you assume. The robin seems to rouse Floyd | itself upon hearing the music. It gazes alertly around for other Floyd | robins, beginning to sing its own territory-song. Sighting the red Floyd | paper figure in your possession, the robin swoops down towards you, Floyd | only to veer off and return to the tree at the last second. It Floyd | chirrups angrily. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | A robin is perched atop the tree, whistling a merry tune. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "drop cage" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. Twitters and whistles Floyd | come from the box. Birdcalls, you assume. The robin seems to rouse Floyd | itself upon hearing the music. It gazes alertly around for other Floyd | robins, beginning to sing its own territory-song. Sighting the paper Floyd | crane inside the large wicker bird cage, the robin charges. It swoops Floyd | down inside the large wicker bird cage and begins to batter the folded Floyd | paper unmercifully. "And stay away, ya stupid bird!" cries the apple Floyd | tree, leaves rustling gleefully. Floyd | Floyd | > | Lucea says, "yay" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "close cage" | ||||
Floyd | Closed. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of a crackling Floyd | fire, blazing away, comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "ask tree for apple" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "for". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea says (to Floyd), "ask tree about apple" | ||||
Floyd | "You can have one or two, I suppose." Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of wind-chimes Floyd | in a gentle breeze comes from the box. Finally having demolished its Floyd | opponent, the robin whistles a victory song. It turns to leave the Floyd | large wicker bird cage, only to discover the large wicker bird cage has Floyd | been closed around it. It batters itself against the wall for a few Floyd | minutes, until it finally gives up and takes a perch inside. "Oh, Floyd | thank you thank you thank you!" calls the apple tree. "You've gotten Floyd | rid of that dratted robin for good! I can nap again! No more stupid Floyd | nests, no more stupid chirping in the mornings when I've got my Floyd | head-aches. If there's anything I can do to repay you, just ask!" Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "now climb the tree for the kite." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask tree about kite" | ||||
Floyd | "I suppose you want it? I guess I owe you one. Here." Floyd | The tree's branches start to shake for a bit. The kite-like thing is Floyd | dislodged, and slides down to the ground. It looks like it's a Floyd | hang-glider. Floyd | "Tweet-tweet!" goes the robin. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "thank tree" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "thank". Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Let's go waterfallin'!" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take kite" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf1" | ||||
Floyd | File to save game in > Floyd | Saved. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "this was back before politeness" | |||
| Ellison says, ">ask tree for STACK OF LUMBER" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, and a hang-glider. Floyd | The glass bottle seems to contain a small black magnet, a piece of Floyd | paper, and a heavy stone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x stone" | ||||
Floyd | The rock is oval, fairly heavy, and about the size of an apple or maybe Floyd | even slightly bigger. Useful as a paperweight, I suppose. You fancy Floyd | it was in the bottle to weigh the bottle down and keep it from drifting Floyd | away. Floyd | The robin glances stealthily around to look for female robins. Must be Floyd | mating season. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "magnet?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x paper" | ||||
Floyd | Which paper do you mean, the piece of paper, or the scraps of paper? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "piece" | ||||
Floyd | In a easy, flowing script, someone has written on the paper. "Welcome, Floyd | child. Please, think things over for a bit, and then come and see me. Floyd | Be careful. Floyd | --D." It's a plain sheet of white paper. Floyd | The robin chirps. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I missed where half this stuff came from." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x stone" | ||||
Floyd | The rock is oval, fairly heavy, and about the size of an apple or maybe Floyd | even slightly bigger. Useful as a paperweight, I suppose. You fancy Floyd | it was in the bottle to weigh the bottle down and keep it from drifting Floyd | away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "The bottle we found wedged between rocks near the waterfall." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear kite" | ||||
Floyd | You grab hold of the glider bar and adjust your position on it. You're Floyd | ready to fly! Okay, you're now wearing the hang-glider. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "remoe kite" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "remoe". Floyd | Floyd | > | Cheshiren says (to DW), "magnet inside bottle" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take off kite" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, you're no longer wearing the hang-glider. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Should we get the skull next?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | You see a large wicker bird cage here. The large wicker bird cage Floyd | seems to contain the robin and some scraps of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x bottle" | ||||
Floyd | The bottle is made of glass, but seems fairly sturdy. It has a Floyd | snap-top allowing it to be firmly closed and sealed, as it is now. The Floyd | glass bottle is closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x scraps" | ||||
Floyd | Poor crane :( Floyd | The robin glances stealthily around to look for female robins. Must be Floyd | mating season. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Oh, haha." | |||
| Gunther says, "wow, a smiley" | ||||
| Gunther says, "that's truly 90s" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | The robin sings selected pieces by Mozart. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "dang" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk forwards, and again feel the sensation of the ground Floyd | vanishing. A blast of sweltering heat welcomes you to the desert one Floyd | more time. Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | You see a sun-bleached skull here. Floyd | Floyd | You think you hear a voice behind you. "Okay, Mom, I'm coming," you Floyd | reply. But when you turn, there is no one there. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take skull" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any skull here. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "whoops, sorry" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua says, "The description of the bottle doesn't even mention it's transparent..." | |||
| DavidW says, "argh" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | You see a sun-bleached skull here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take skull" | ||||
Floyd | Your load is too heavy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x skull" | ||||
Floyd | The skull has been made fragile and white by exposure to the sun and Floyd | sand. Two horns sprout from the forehead, and the teeth are long and Floyd | pointed. It is from no creature you have ever seen before. Floyd | Floyd | Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your Floyd | eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from: Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | You see a large wicker bird cage here. The large wicker bird cage Floyd | seems to contain the robin and some scraps of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW cries | |||
| inky says, "dammit, stupid old-school" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "drop kite" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I seem to recall coding a semi-sophisticated weight system for this game" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, and a small fly. The glass Floyd | bottle seems to contain a small black magnet, a piece of paper, and a Floyd | heavy stone. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gunther says, "that is also very 90s" | |||
| DavidW says, "Perhaps there's a rucksack on the top of the gazebo." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take stone" | ||||
Floyd | You'll have to open the glass bottle first. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah" | |||
| Limax arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "open bottle" | ||||
Floyd | You pop open the bottle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get stone" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "drop stone" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "can probably take the skull now" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | The robin sings selected pieces by Mozart. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk forwards, and again feel the sensation of the ground Floyd | vanishing. A blast of sweltering heat welcomes you to the desert one Floyd | more time. Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | You see a sun-bleached skull here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get skull" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | A single cloud appears in the sky. For an instant, it shifts shape, Floyd | becoming a bird rising from cold ashes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your Floyd | eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from: Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | You see a large wicker bird cage, a hang-glider, and a heavy stone Floyd | here. The large wicker bird cage seems to contain the robin and some Floyd | scraps of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, and a sun-bleached Floyd | skull. The glass bottle seems to contain a small black magnet and a Floyd | piece of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in skull" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing in the sun-bleached skull. Floyd | The robin sings happily. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x horns" | ||||
Floyd | The skull has been made fragile and white by exposure to the sun and Floyd | sand. Two horns sprout from the forehead, and the teeth are long and Floyd | pointed. It is from no creature you have ever seen before. Floyd | The robin sings selected pieces by Mozart. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask tree about skull" | ||||
Floyd | "Sorry, I don't know anything about that. Us trees don't get out much, Floyd | y'know." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask tree about sun" | ||||
Floyd | "Rather nice, isn't it?" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask tree about desert" | ||||
Floyd | "Sorry, I don't know anything about that. Us trees don't get out much, Floyd | y'know." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask tree about water" | ||||
Floyd | "Rather nice, isn't it?" Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hmph" | |||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "ask tree about gazebo" | ||||
Floyd | "Sorry, I don't know anything about that. Us trees don't get out much, Floyd | y'know." Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "there was a cliff we can jump from, wasn't there?" | |||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "ask tree about apple" | ||||
Floyd | "You can have one or two, I suppose." Floyd | The robin glances stealthily around to look for female robins. Must be Floyd | mating season. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "yes, but I dunno how we get back." | |||
| Ellison says, "(I mean, we might want to save first but it's something to try)" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get apple" | ||||
Floyd | You reach up for an apple, and the branches bend to drop one into your Floyd | hand. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua asks, "Do we need more apples?" | |||
| DavidW says, "We have an inventory limit. Let's not be apple-greedy." | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "cf2" | ||||
Floyd | File to save game in > Floyd | Saved. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "break skull" | ||||
Floyd | The sun-bleached skull shatters into a million pieces! Floyd | The robin sings happily. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | You see a large wicker bird cage, a hang-glider, and a heavy stone Floyd | here. The large wicker bird cage seems to contain the robin and some Floyd | scraps of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | You see a large wicker bird cage, a hang-glider, and a heavy stone Floyd | here. The large wicker bird cage seems to contain the robin and some Floyd | scraps of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A babbling brook softly runs westwards. A small Floyd | foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | You see a large wicker bird cage, a hang-glider, and a heavy stone Floyd | here. The large wicker bird cage seems to contain the robin and some Floyd | scraps of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, a sun-bleached Floyd | skull, and an apple. The glass bottle seems to contain a small black Floyd | magnet and a piece of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take kite" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I saw we try the waterfall bottom" | |||
| DavidW says, "hm. As long as we have a save position to return to." | ||||
| zarf arrives, full of neither funk nor fun. | Lucea asks, "cf1?" | |||
| minghua says, "Yeah, let's try waterfall." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk along the banks of the stream for a time. Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautifully-sculpted garden, bounded by brick walls to the north Floyd | and west. A stream flows in from the east and curves to flow to the Floyd | south, slowly drifting through the garden. The brook lazily winds its Floyd | way under the small bridges and between the large rocks and stone paths Floyd | that have been placed here. Small, pretty bushes are scattered here as Floyd | well, each one elegantly trimmed and shaped. In one corner of the Floyd | garden there is a fountain, shaped like a dragon's head. From the Floyd | dragon's open mouth flows a steady stream of water, falling into the Floyd | brook. Floyd | The hedge beasts are curled up on the ground, practically Floyd | indistinguishable from the normal hedges. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the brook's path out of the garden, and into a field. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A cool stream runs north-south through the field. A wide white plank Floyd | allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Walking south eventually takes you to a rocky cliff-top. Floyd | Floyd | Cliff top, by a waterfall Floyd | The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing Floyd | between cracks in the rocks. The stream winds its way between the Floyd | rocks, widening as it goes, only to curve eastwards and finally pour Floyd | off the edge of the cliff in a glorious waterfall. A cloud of water Floyd | vapor is visible down below, as the stream crashes to the ground and Floyd | starts to move normally again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear kite" | ||||
Floyd | You grab hold of the glider bar and adjust your position on it. You're Floyd | ready to fly! Okay, you're now wearing the hang-glider. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf3" | ||||
Floyd | File to save game in > Floyd | Saved. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "fly" | ||||
Floyd | There's no verb in that sentence! Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua asks, "Jump?" | |||
| DavidW says, "Like, this will be a one-way trip." | ||||
| Alex says (to minghua), "Awwwk! Word on the street is that jump is what Kriss Kross will make you." | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | If you want to get off the cliff, a few steps east will do it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk out to the very edge of the cliff, and look down at the steep Floyd | drop-off below. The wind tugs at you playfully up here, making you Floyd | vaguely nervous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You step off the cliff ... Floyd | And soar into the air. The transition from land to sky is a bit Floyd | tricky, but you get the hang of it fast. You're still dropping in Floyd | altitude, though. (Of course, compared to how fast you'd be dropping Floyd | without a hang-glider, you're doing great.) Floyd | Floyd | Flying near cliff Floyd | You are riding the winds on the hang-glider. Below you and to the Floyd | west, the cliff's base is easily apparent, as is the waterfall pouring Floyd | down it. When it strikes the ground, the water resumes its normal Floyd | course as a river, flowing eastwards. The ground below you is covered Floyd | with scattered rocks and such, and not many grasses. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger asks, "remove kite?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "We're in the air!" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "In mid-air?" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Uh, there is a cliff in the way, in case you hadn't noticed. You can't Floyd | maintain this flying in circles forever. You'd better find a good Floyd | place to land. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "remove kite" | ||||
Floyd | It was Heinlein, I believe, who said that the only crime is stupidity, Floyd | and the punishment is always death. This would be a good demonstration Floyd | of that. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says, "ok, yeah, that is me 15 years ago alrighty" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "land in river" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "land". Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "try east" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You steer the glider eastwards. "Hey, this flying stuff isn't so bad," Floyd | you think to yourself. "Just gotta push this way to turn left, this Floyd | way to turn right and --" Your thoughts are interrupted by a large Floyd | object which suddenly looms in your path. Luckily for you, it is a Floyd | fairly soft one. You tumble to the ground in a large heap of Floyd | glider-and-person, and look around to see yourself surrounded by giant Floyd | mushrooms ... Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Floyd | Floyd | > | Limax asks, "What game?" | |||
| Ellison says, "this room explains inky's inspiration for this game" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| DavidW says, "groovy" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Limax), "Lethe Flow Phoenix" | ||||
| Limax says, "Ah. Thanks. I checked the bb before asking." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mushrooms" | ||||
Floyd | Yes, they're giant mushrooms. Perhaps a dozen feet high, with broad Floyd | caps that block out much of the sunlight. All different colors, and Floyd | many have spots and splotches of various hues, too. Still, the dim Floyd | light makes them look shadowy and strange rather than ridiculous. A Floyd | spiderweb hangs from between two giant red mushrooms. Sitting on the Floyd | spiderweb, a brown spider watches you with beady eyes. Below, a small Floyd | (ie, normal-sized) gray mushroom pokes up from the ground into the Floyd | strands of webbing. The spider scurries around the web, surprisingly Floyd | quickly. It seems to be changing the strands of the web. To your Floyd | amazement, words begin to form on the web, carved out in strands of Floyd | gossamer silk. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "I have a soft spot for this kind of fantasy scenario. They've seem to have grown a bit out of fashion." | |||
| inky says, "SOME PIG" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out "Altered visions". Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to inky), "ha ha" | |||
| Limax says, "That sounds familiar" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x gray mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | The mushroom is small and gray, yet somehow enticing. It's nearly Floyd | impossible to make out more about it, because of the strands of Floyd | spider-silk that have been wrapped around its cap. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says (to inky), "IDGI" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x red mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | Yes, they're giant mushrooms. Perhaps a dozen feet high, with broad Floyd | caps that block out much of the sunlight. All different colors, and Floyd | many have spots and splotches of various hues, too. Still, the dim Floyd | light makes them look shadowy and strange rather than ridiculous. A Floyd | spiderweb hangs from between two giant red mushrooms. Sitting on the Floyd | spiderweb, a brown spider watches you with beady eyes. Below, a small Floyd | (ie, normal-sized) gray mushroom pokes up from the ground into the Floyd | strands of webbing. The spider scurries around the web, surprisingly Floyd | quickly. It seems to be changing the strands of the web. The old Floyd | words are removed, and new words take their place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I think that's alluding to "tripping ballz"" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "kill spider" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to attack it with? Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to Taleslinger), "it's a Charlotte's Web joke" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, a sun-bleached Floyd | skull, an apple, and a hang-glider (being worn). The glass bottle Floyd | seems to contain a small black magnet and a piece of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out "All are doomed to die". Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "(which is a classic american kids' story about a spider that makes words in her web to save a pig)" | |||
| Taleslinger says, "eeeagh, spiders" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out "All are doomed to die". The spider scurries Floyd | around the web, surprisingly quickly. It seems to be changing the Floyd | strands of the web. The old words are removed, and new words take Floyd | their place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out "Reborn in fire". Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says, "it might actually make you feel better about spiders" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out "Reborn in fire". The spider scurries around Floyd | the web, surprisingly quickly. It seems to be changing the strands of Floyd | the web. The old words are removed, and new words take their place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out "Truth in death". Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Emo spider" | |||
| Ellison asks (of inky), "there's no hidden TMBG joke in here, is there?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out "Truth in death". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x spider" | ||||
Floyd | It's a brown spider. You seem to vaguely recollect it from a Floyd | naturalist class you took once: the brown recluse. Deadly venom, you Floyd | remember the teacher saying. The many eyes glitter at you. The spider Floyd | scurries around the web, surprisingly quickly. It seems to be changing Floyd | the strands of the web. The old words are removed, and new words take Floyd | their place. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Cheshiren goes home. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out only a single word this time: "Phoenix". Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Eep, brown recluse" | |||
| (from Taleslinger) *Taleslinger has left the channel. | ||||
| Ellison says, "eh, this spider is way too much of an exhibitionist to be a recluse" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "hm. West, east, south, climb mushroom?" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know how to climb the small gray mushroom. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "dang" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "climb mushrooms" | ||||
Floyd | The mushrooms are too slippery, and there are no footholds available. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua says, "Isn't the waterfall at the west? I think we need north." | |||
| DavidW says, "There was a glint in the spray. Maybe west." | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "ask spider about spider" | ||||
Floyd | Surely, you can't think the brown spider knows anything about it! Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to spider), "but you're our hero!" | |||
| inky says, "spider!" | ||||
| Ellison says, "must stop...." | ||||
| Ellison says, "ok, that's all I remember" | ||||
| minghua says, "Good point on the glint." | ||||
| inky says, "hee hee" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Taking more than a few steps in any direction while wearing a large Floyd | glider is rather beyond your capabilities. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | Taking more than a few steps in any direction while wearing a large Floyd | glider is rather beyond your capabilities. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Obviously we need the gray mushroom eventually." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "remove kite" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, you're no longer wearing the hang-glider. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you reach the base of a waterfall. Floyd | Floyd | At base of cliff Floyd | You are near the banks of the east-flowing river that starts from Floyd | the nearby waterfall. The ground is covered with large numbers of Floyd | scattered rocks, all shapes and sizes. Not much grass grows here. The Floyd | cliff is impassible to the west (unless you want to climb it), but the Floyd | other directions are all possible. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "hrm, didn't we manage to walk with it up top before?" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x rocks" | ||||
Floyd | The same basic sorts of rocks and scree and such that you see all over Floyd | this place. The only difference in this area is that there's lots and Floyd | lots of the rocks, enough to force you to follow the twisted paths in Floyd | between them when they're too big to climb over. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I gather it's cramped in the mushrooms" | |||
| DavidW says, "Walk, yes. Wear, no." | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "search rocks" | ||||
Floyd | The scattered rocks aren't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah, could be" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x mist" | ||||
Floyd | Which mist do you mean, the strange haze, or the cloud of water vapor? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x cloud" | ||||
Floyd | Which cloud do you mean, the white clouds, or the cloud of water vapor? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x haze" | ||||
Floyd | The air becomes strangely hazy once it gets too far away from you. You Floyd | can make out nothing but vague shapes through the haze. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x white cluds" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "cluds". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x water vapor" | ||||
Floyd | The waterfall creates a vapor cloud when it crashes to the ground Floyd | nearby. The wind blows water droplets onto your face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x shapes" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x white clouds" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "shapes". Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | Some white clouds drift through the sky, blown by the wind. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | The cliff is in the way, silly. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "search waterfall" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x water" | ||||
Floyd | The waterfall splashes down the cliff, forming a large vapor cloud, and Floyd | becomes a river again, heading east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "search vapor" | ||||
Floyd | The cloud of water vapor isn't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x river" | ||||
Floyd | The waterfall splashes down the cliff, forming a large vapor cloud, and Floyd | becomes a river again, heading east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x river" | ||||
Floyd | The waterfall splashes down the cliff, forming a large vapor cloud, and Floyd | becomes a river again, heading east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "swim" | ||||
Floyd | This stream really isn't a good one for swimming in, you suspect. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search river" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in river" | ||||
Floyd | The waterfall splashes down the cliff, forming a large vapor cloud, and Floyd | becomes a river again, heading east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gunther says (to Floyd), "cry me a river" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "cry". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "climb cliff" | ||||
Floyd | The waterfall makes the cliff impossible to scale. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look behind waterfall" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing behind the river. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "search waterfall" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | At base of cliff Floyd | You are near the banks of the east-flowing river that starts from Floyd | the nearby waterfall. The ground is covered with large numbers of Floyd | scattered rocks, all shapes and sizes. Not much grass grows here. The Floyd | cliff is impassible to the west (unless you want to climb it), but the Floyd | other directions are all possible. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x rocks" | ||||
Floyd | The same basic sorts of rocks and scree and such that you see all over Floyd | this place. The only difference in this area is that there's lots and Floyd | lots of the rocks, enough to force you to follow the twisted paths in Floyd | between them when they're too big to climb over. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x rocks" | ||||
Floyd | The same basic sorts of rocks and scree and such that you see all over Floyd | this place. The only difference in this area is that there's lots and Floyd | lots of the rocks, enough to force you to follow the twisted paths in Floyd | between them when they're too big to climb over. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "search rocks" | ||||
Floyd | The scattered rocks aren't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "climb rocks" | ||||
Floyd | The scattered rocks aren't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x glint" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any glint here. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "I suppose the glint wasn't quite here?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Was the glint the bottle we already have?" | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "squeeze between rocks" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "squeeze". Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "it was there after we removed the bottle, I believe" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "I'm pretty sure it was far below, in the mist" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk forwards, and again feel the sensation of the ground Floyd | vanishing. A blast of sweltering heat welcomes you to the desert one Floyd | more time. Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | Born by the wind, a single whispered word touches your ears: Phoenix. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "shiver" | |||
| minghua says, "Oops, sorry." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "oh nice. Get us lost in the desert, eh?" | ||||
| minghua asks, "Undo?" | ||||
| Alex says (to minghua), "Awwwk! Word on the street is that Undo is a command that lusers use." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your Floyd | eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from: Floyd | At base of cliff Floyd | You are near the banks of the east-flowing river that starts from Floyd | the nearby waterfall. The ground is covered with large numbers of Floyd | scattered rocks, all shapes and sizes. Not much grass grows here. The Floyd | cliff is impassible to the west (unless you want to climb it), but the Floyd | other directions are all possible. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "sw" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x grass" | ||||
Floyd | Only a few sparse tufts of yellow-brown grass grow between the rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | The cliff is in the way, silly. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "nw" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "se" | ||||
Floyd | You walk forwards, and again feel the sensation of the ground Floyd | vanishing. A blast of sweltering heat welcomes you to the desert one Floyd | more time. Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua asks, "What are we supposed to do here?" | |||
| inky says, "I *think* it's just for effect" | ||||
| DavidW says, "It's not clear what the desert offers besides a skull." | ||||
| inky says, "but I don't actually remember" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "It's obviously, at the least, a boundary area." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | A voice speaks from behind a dune. "This is not the place for you. Go Floyd | back until you are ready." Floyd | Floyd | > | zarf says (to inky), "we've been at this too long." | |||
| Taleslinger says, "I had an idea!" | ||||
| Taleslinger asks, "Do we still have the fly?" | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, a sun-bleached Floyd | skull, an apple, and a hang-glider. The glass bottle seems to contain Floyd | a small black magnet and a piece of paper. Floyd | Floyd | Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your Floyd | eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from: Floyd | At base of cliff Floyd | You are near the banks of the east-flowing river that starts from Floyd | the nearby waterfall. The ground is covered with large numbers of Floyd | scattered rocks, all shapes and sizes. Not much grass grows here. The Floyd | cliff is impassible to the west (unless you want to climb it), but the Floyd | other directions are all possible. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "For the spider?" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe we should go east or south from the mushrooms" | ||||
| inky says (to zarf), "yeah, I'm feeling creaky" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to dw), "Yes" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Doubt it'd be quite that simple, but it's worth an attempt." | ||||
| minghua says (to ParserGirl), "I think we've tried going south already." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fly" | ||||
Floyd | On closer inspection, you see that the fly is a fake fly, made from Floyd | twisted plastics. Quite realistic looking too. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk eastwards. The river leads into a grove of technicolor Floyd | mushrooms. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "show fly to spider" | ||||
Floyd | The brown spider isn't impressed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put fly on we" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "we". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put fly on web" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "give fly to spider" | ||||
Floyd | Don't want to get that close - better throw it. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | I don't know how to give anything to the brown spider. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "oh yeah, the fly" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "thorw spider" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "thorw". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "throw fly" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to throw it at? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "throw fly at web" | ||||
Floyd | The small fly sticks in the web, caught on a thread. The spider Floyd | scuttles over to investigate the interesting-looking arrival. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | Stealthily, not wanting to alert the spider, you reach out and grab the Floyd | mushroom. Then you see the spider scurrying over on spindly legs, Floyd | going angrily towards your hand. Things seem to be slowing. You see Floyd | it leaping towards you, fangs extended, you pull your hand away but it Floyd | is too late, far too late. The spider's fangs graze your finger for a Floyd | moment before you throw it off into the bushes. You sigh, examining Floyd | the mushroom and wondering if it was worth it. Then the scratch mark Floyd | on your hand starts to throb. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "You want to undo more than that." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We need the fly back." | |||
| ParserGirl says, "At least the first part seems feasible" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Yes." | ||||
| DavidW says, "We get poisoned, but on a timer, not instantly." | ||||
| Taleslinger asks, "maybe the mushroom is an antidote?" | ||||
| minghua exclaims, "But at least we got the mushroom!" | ||||
| Ellison says, "well, it only went over to investigate. maybe if we wait another turn, it starts webbing the fly up and we get more time" | ||||
| DavidW says (to minghua), "well, not if we undo." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fly" | ||||
Floyd | On closer inspection, you see that the fly is a fake fly, made from Floyd | twisted plastics. Quite realistic looking too. Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "We could get high while poisoned! Hunther S. Thompson would have a ball!" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, a sun-bleached Floyd | skull, an apple, and a hang-glider. The glass bottle seems to contain Floyd | a small black magnet and a piece of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "oh, fake fly" | |||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "eat red mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | The giant mushrooms don't appear appetizing. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua asks, "Try the fly again?" | |||
| DavidW says, "For all I know, the gray mushroom might be the antidote to the spider venom, but I'd like to find a diary entry first to confirm that hypothesis." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "wear skull" | ||||
Floyd | You can't wear the sun-bleached skull. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| ParserGirl asks, "Have we been east?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Nope" | ||||
| minghua says, "I'd like to try east, yes." | ||||
| inky says, "I think we still need to go east and south, yeah" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Eventually the mushroom patch ends, and the river widens. Floyd | Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. But occasionally, Floyd | you see other bright flashes in the water that don't seem to be caused Floyd | by the sunlight. The stream passes into the forest to the east, and is Floyd | quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "SPARKLES" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x water" | ||||
Floyd | The river is filled with glitters and sparkles, some from the sunlight Floyd | on the quartz. But others don't seem to be caused by that, since Floyd | sometimes you notice a faint glow in the shadows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x glow" | ||||
Floyd | The light rippling across the wavelets of the river certainly does look Floyd | a bit unusual. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get glow" | ||||
Floyd | The glints of light on the water aren't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "we need to get that cage back and trick a real fly into fighting our fake fly" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read glow" | ||||
Floyd | The glints of light on the water aren't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hrm" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "touch granite" | ||||
Floyd | The granite stream-bed isn't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x shadow" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any shadow here. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "or catch some more fake flies with some fake honey" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | The trees are tall, and mossy. If they had any low branches, you could Floyd | climb them, but since they don't, you can't. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x sun" | ||||
Floyd | The sun is high in the sky, as usual. It doesn't seem to be moving, Floyd | though. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua asks, "Magnet?" | |||
| Gunther says, "well, as the poet said, Spider Spider Burning Bright..." | ||||
| inky says, "you can catch more fake flies with fake honey than with fake vinegar" | ||||
| Ellison says, "heh" | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "search stream" | ||||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x quartz" | ||||
Floyd | The granite stream bed has been almost polished by all the water Floyd | running over it. Small bits of quartz are exposed in the bare rock, Floyd | and they sparkle as the sunlight touches them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | The granite stream-bed isn't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "open bottle" | ||||
Floyd | It's already open! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "take magnet" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take all from bottle" | ||||
Floyd | piece of paper: Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "fill bottle with water" | ||||
Floyd | I don't recognize that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "put magnet on granite" | ||||
Floyd | The granite stream-bed isn't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x river" | ||||
Floyd | The river is filled with glitters and sparkles, some from the sunlight Floyd | on the quartz. But others don't seem to be caused by that, since Floyd | sometimes you notice a faint glow in the shadows. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "fill bottle from stream" | ||||
Floyd | I don't recognize that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "fill bottle" | ||||
Floyd | The glass bottle is now full. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "put magnet in river" | ||||
Floyd | The small black magnet sinks to the bottom of the wide stream. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "sorry, guess I'm lame" | |||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x river" | ||||
Floyd | The river is filled with glitters and sparkles, some from the sunlight Floyd | on the quartz. But others don't seem to be caused by that, since Floyd | sometimes you notice a faint glow in the shadows. At the bottom of the Floyd | wide stream you can see a small black magnet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take magnet" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "also, I think I coded a totally-irrelevant current system for the river" | |||
| zarf asks, "fake vinegar would be balshamic, right?" | ||||
| Gunther says, "hee hee boo" | ||||
| Taleslinger says (to inky), "Aww, you only wear 15 years ago :-)" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Ellison says, "ha ha" | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x bottle" | ||||
Floyd | The bottle is made of glass, but seems fairly sturdy. It has a Floyd | snap-top allowing it to be firmly closed and sealed, but it isn't at Floyd | the moment. The glass bottle is open. The glass bottle is full of Floyd | water. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "enter river" | ||||
Floyd | You would be quite unhappy if you got all wet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl asks, "Follow east?" | |||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "x shadows" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "shadows". Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Perhaps the sunlight reflections form different patterns when the sun is in other positions in thesky." | |||
| DavidW says, "Or we're too close to make sense of them." | ||||
| DavidW says (to PG), "sure" | ||||
| minghua says, "Too close, huh." | ||||
| Limax says, "THere are strange things done in the midnight sun..." | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Guess it stops here." | |||
| minghua asks, "North and south?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. But occasionally, Floyd | you see other bright flashes in the water that don't seem to be caused Floyd | by the sunlight. The stream passes into the forest to the east, and is Floyd | quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x moss" | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x forest" | ||||
Floyd | The moss is hanging everywhere off the old trees. It's not terribly Floyd | interesting, and it's too high up to reach. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd | I don't know the word "forest". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x flowers" | ||||
Floyd | The wild flowers grow among the grasses, in a wild assortment of Floyd | colors. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x trees" | ||||
Floyd | The trees are tall, and mossy. If they had any low branches, you could Floyd | climb them, but since they don't, you can't. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison asks, "if inky can't be bothered to care about these things in the game, how can we?" | |||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x grass" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any grass here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk forwards, and again feel the sensation of the ground Floyd | vanishing. A blast of sweltering heat welcomes you to the desert one Floyd | more time. Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | Floyd | There are no more visions left for you. The desert sun is hot and Floyd | painful. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your Floyd | eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from: Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. But occasionally, Floyd | you see other bright flashes in the water that don't seem to be caused Floyd | by the sunlight. The stream passes into the forest to the east, and is Floyd | quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "how true!" | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe we can pan for gold." | ||||
| minghua asks, "Pour water on spider web?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to PG), "hm. That's a possible plan." | ||||
| inky says, "there's also w, s from here" | ||||
| DavidW says (to minghua), "We know the fly is the first key to the spider." | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "w.s." | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you see the mushrooms ahead. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | You follow the river branch to the south. Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua says (to DavidW), "Okay." | |||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "get mud" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "mud". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||||
Floyd | The water flows into the hole, making a faint splashing sound. It's Floyd | too dark to see anything inside. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x bushes" | ||||
Floyd | The bushes are quite tangly and spiky. It would be impossible to force Floyd | your way through them without a machete. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter hole" | ||||
Floyd | Either the hole's too small or you're too big. Besides, you don't want Floyd | to get all muddy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "search bushes" | ||||
Floyd | The tangled bushes aren't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "dig hole" | ||||
Floyd | What do you want to dig in it with? Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Plug the hole with the stone?" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "skull" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know how to dig in the hole in ground. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "enter hole" | ||||
Floyd | Either the hole's too small or you're too big. Besides, you don't want Floyd | to get all muddy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x mud" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "mud". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "measure hole" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "measure". Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to game), "c'mon, LIVE A LITTLE" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put stone in hole" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any stone here. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "er, where's our stone?" | |||
| Lucea says, "back" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Oh, we left it with the cage." | ||||
| Lucea says (to floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, a sun-bleached Floyd | skull, an apple, a hang-glider, a piece of paper, and a small black Floyd | magnet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| josh_g arrives, full of fun and funk. | DavidW says, "hmph." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put apple in hole" | ||||
Floyd | Your apple floats around on the surface. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah, it was too heavy, so I ditched it" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | With only a slight bump, your apple tumbles into the hole and is lost Floyd | from sight. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take apple" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any apple here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | Floating in the short stream you see an apple. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take apple" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x river" | ||||
Floyd | The stream only goes a short distance before it flows into a hole in Floyd | the ground and is lost from sight. You can hear it moving below the Floyd | ground, faintly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "look into hole" | ||||
Floyd | I don't recognize that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look in hole" | ||||
Floyd | It's awful dark in there. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "enter hole" | ||||
Floyd | Either the hole's too small or you're too big. Besides, you don't want Floyd | to get all muddy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | The bushes are much too thick, and much too thorny, for you to force Floyd | your way through them. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "hm. So just the four locations down here? And no obvious way back up the cliff?" | |||
| Ellison says, "maybe up by the spider, we can put the fly in the river and the spider will chase it to its DEMISE" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "fold paper into boat" | ||||
Floyd | You skillfully fold the sheet of paper into an origami boat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "HAHR" | |||
| Limax asks, "Have we done 'x me'?" | ||||
| inky says, "hunh, awesome" | ||||
| Ellison says, "hey, look at that" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Limax), "It's the default." | ||||
| Limax says, "Pah" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put fly in boat" | ||||
Floyd | You can't put anything into the piece of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | Limax asks, "What about xyzzy?" | |||
| DavidW says, "no op" | ||||
| Limax says, "Pah again" | ||||
| ParserGirl asks, "See where the boat sails?" | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x boat" | ||||
Floyd | In a easy, flowing script, someone has written on the paper. "Welcome, Floyd | child. Please, think things over for a bit, and then come and see me. Floyd | Be careful. Floyd | --D." It's an origami boat, made from white paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | minghua says, "Ah, that piece of paper." | |||
| minghua asks, "We left the other piece on top of the cilff, I suppose?" | ||||
| inky says, "left it in pieces" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "The robin tore the crane to shreds, remember?" | ||||
| minghua says, "Violent bird." | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You return to the mushroom patch. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "web" | ||||
Floyd | There's no verb in that sentence! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out only a single word this time: "Phoenix". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "phoenix" | ||||
Floyd | There's no verb in that sentence! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "say phoenix" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any phoenix here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, a sun-bleached Floyd | skull, a hang-glider, a piece of paper, a small black magnet, and an Floyd | apple. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x stream" | ||||
Floyd | The river runs sluggishly here, winding its way through the mushroom Floyd | forest. The mushroom-caps throw shadows on the river, making it dark Floyd | and murky. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "turn crank" | ||||
Floyd | You wind up the music box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. A rather nice, but short, Floyd | piece of classical music comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The peaceful sound of Floyd | water running over rocks comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I suspect we missed a lot at the gazebo." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "enter boat" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know how to enter the piece of paper. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. Twitters and whistles Floyd | come from the box. Birdcalls, you assume. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah, but I don't think it matters" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of a crackling Floyd | fire, blazing away, comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | The mushroom is small and gray, yet somehow enticing. It's nearly Floyd | impossible to make out more about it, because of the strands of Floyd | spider-silk that have been wrapped around its cap. Floyd | The crank turns, and the music box plays. The sound of wind-chimes Floyd | in a gentle breeze comes from the box. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Someone how I was hoping the sound of flames would burn the web. I think my brain warped." | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "shake mushrooms" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "shake". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put boat in stream" | ||||
Floyd | The piece of paper floats around on the surface. The piece of paper is Floyd | now quite soggy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "touch web" | ||||
Floyd | Touching the silvery spiderweb doesn't seem to have any effect. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "No screwdriver or wrench found yet, either." | |||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "kick red mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "kick". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x spider" | ||||
Floyd | It's a brown spider. You seem to vaguely recollect it from a Floyd | naturalist class you took once: the brown recluse. Deadly venom, you Floyd | remember the teacher saying. The many eyes glitter at you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | Pushing the small gray mushroom doesn't do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "push red mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | Pushing the giant mushrooms doesn't do anything. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cliff" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any cliff here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "wrap paper around hand" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "wrap". Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "I'd like to try putting the boat in the stream near the hole." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "fold paper into hat" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "hat". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "fold paper into airplane" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "airplane". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put boat in river" | ||||
Floyd | The piece of paper floats around on the surface. The piece of paper is Floyd | now quite soggy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "fold paper into spider" | ||||
Floyd | Unfortunately, you don't know the moves to fold the paper into a brown Floyd | spider. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "fold paper into cup" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "cup". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "fold paper into fly" | ||||
Floyd | Unfortunately, you don't know the moves to fold the paper into a small Floyd | fly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "fold paper into phoenix" | ||||
Floyd | Unfortunately, you don't know the moves to fold the paper into a error: Floyd | shouldn't see this. Floyd | Floyd | > | zarf says, "haw" | |||
| Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "fold paper into paper" | ||||
Floyd | Unfortunately, you don't know the moves to fold the paper into some Floyd | scraps of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says (to inky), "zing!" | |||
| Taleslinger says, "yeah, should be "an" error" | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the river branch to the south. Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put boat on hole" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good surface on the hole in ground. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "put boat in stream" | ||||
Floyd | The piece of paper floats around on the surface. The piece of paper is Floyd | now quite soggy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x boat" | ||||
Floyd | The ink is rather smeared and the paper is a bit damp, but it's still Floyd | possible to make out what has been written on the paper. "Welcome, Floyd | child. Please, think things over for a bit, and then come and see me. Floyd | Be careful. Floyd | --D." It's an origami boat, made from white paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | Floating in the short stream you see a piece of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm. Unless eating the mushroom makes us shrink and enter the hole where we can find a venom cure... I dunno what to do." | |||
| Taleslinger says, "let' save and try" | ||||
| ParserGirl says, "Maybe we can kick it away instead of reaching with our delicious hand." | ||||
| DavidW says, "yeah, I think we should try. We're flailing." | ||||
| Ellison says, "also, I'd like to wait a couple turns after putting the fly in the web to see if the spider is distracted for much longer" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Ellison), "Then you should get your turn first." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | File to save game in > Floyd | Saved. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You return to the mushroom patch. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a small fly, a sun-bleached Floyd | skull, a hang-glider, a piece of paper, a small black magnet, and an Floyd | apple. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x paper" | ||||
Floyd | In a easy, flowing script, someone has written on the paper. "Welcome, Floyd | child. Please, think things over for a bit, and then come and see me. Floyd | Be careful. Floyd | --D." It's an origami boat, made from white paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "throw fly at web" | |||
| DavidW asks, "who's driving?" | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "throw fly at web" | ||||
Floyd | The small fly sticks in the web, caught on a thread. The spider Floyd | scuttles over to investigate the interesting-looking arrival. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | The spider begins to spin webbing around the fly, wrapping it up firmly Floyd | in silk. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "get mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | Stealthily, not wanting to alert the spider, you reach out and grab the Floyd | mushroom. Then you see the spider scurrying over on spindly legs, Floyd | going angrily towards your hand. Things seem to be slowing. You see Floyd | it leaping towards you, fangs extended, you pull your hand away but it Floyd | is too late, far too late. The spider's fangs graze your finger for a Floyd | moment before you throw it off into the bushes. You sigh, examining Floyd | the mushroom and wondering if it was worth it. Then the scratch mark Floyd | on your hand starts to throb. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "doh" | |||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Finally, the spider realizes that it's not dealing with a real fly. Floyd | Disgustedly, it tosses the silk-wrapped bundle away. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x buddle" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "buddle". Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "At least we have some silk" | |||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x bundle" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "bundle". Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "maybe throw the fly at the mushroom" | |||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "x fly" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any fly here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| minghua says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "x silk" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | A small brown spider squats in the center of the web. Behind it, you Floyd | can see strange designs. The designs appear to be letters. Words, Floyd | even. You can make out only a single word this time: "Phoenix". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| ParserGirl says (to Floyd), "take fly" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any fly here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Bah. I am denied." | |||
| DavidW says, "I think we must restore and try my idea." | ||||
| Ellison says, "sure" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "RESTORE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf4" | ||||
Floyd | File to restore game from > Floyd | Restored. Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You return to the mushroom patch. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "throw fly at web" | ||||
Floyd | The small fly sticks in the web, caught on a thread. The spider Floyd | scuttles over to investigate the interesting-looking arrival. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | Stealthily, not wanting to alert the spider, you reach out and grab the Floyd | mushroom. Then you see the spider scurrying over on spindly legs, Floyd | going angrily towards your hand. Things seem to be slowing. You see Floyd | it leaping towards you, fangs extended, you pull your hand away but it Floyd | is too late, far too late. The spider's fangs graze your finger for a Floyd | moment before you throw it off into the bushes. You sigh, examining Floyd | the mushroom and wondering if it was worth it. Then the scratch mark Floyd | on your hand starts to throb. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the river branch to the south. Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | For a moment, you stumble as a wave of dizziness strikes. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "eat mushroom" | ||||
Floyd | "Well, things can't possibly get any worse, can they?" you think, Floyd | examining the mushroom. You tenatively take a small bite. It doesn't Floyd | really taste like anything special. Not very good at all, more like Floyd | stale cardboard than anything else. But you take a second bite, and Floyd | then a third bite. Everything seems to get very quiet around you. Floyd | Just you, and the bushes. And the mushroom, and the venom in your Floyd | blood. Your finger seems to be hurting less, or perhaps hurting more Floyd | and you aren't feeling the pain. You take another bite, and choke on Floyd | the piece for a minute before it goes down your throat dry. Your Floyd | forehead is on fire, you're going to burn up. The bushes are rustling Floyd | and waving their thorns at you. You cough on the next piece, but Floyd | swallow it. Is there a bee-hive nearby? The humming in your ears Floyd | seems to suggest that, or perhaps you're going mad . . . Floyd | going mad Floyd | going mad Floyd | You take a bite. How many is this? Six bites? Seven? Too hard to Floyd | count now, too hard to think. Just eat. You feel strangely detached Floyd | from everything, able to realize you have pain and are in serious Floyd | trouble from the spider-bite, but at the same time just watching it all Floyd | happen to your body. Finally, sweet release. The mushroom tumbles Floyd | from your hand, and hits the ground almost at the same time you do . . Floyd | . Floyd | Everything goes away for a little bit, and you drift into blackness. Floyd | Floyd | You are awakened by a voice calling your name. Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here, draining into a small Floyd | hole in the ground. The way is blocked by tangled bushes that reach Floyd | out at you on all sides except northwards. The ground is soggy and Floyd | muddy, and makes little slurping and drooling noises as you walk over Floyd | it. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Floyd | "Listen, I know this is kind of strange," the Floyd | person-who-looks-like-you says. "But listen to me. You have got to Floyd | figure out what's going on here. I can't help you out with it, either. Floyd | I'm just a hallucination." Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "good job" | |||
| DavidW says, "well. I guess eating the mushroom is step 2." | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh. maybe we **see** things differently." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||||
Floyd | The water flows into the hole, making a faint splashing sound. It's Floyd | too dark to see anything inside. Floyd | "Pay attention!" your double says, impatiently. "There's no time. Floyd | They're everywhere, and pretty damn soon we'll be falling off that Floyd | cliff again. Here's what you have to do: keep exploring this place, Floyd | and find Daniel. He'll explain everything once you find him." Floyd | Floyd | > | ParserGirl says, "Maybe --D stands for death." | |||
| ParserGirl says, "Oops." | ||||
| Ellison says, "ha ha" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask double about daniel" | ||||
Floyd | You don't seem to notice your questions. Floyd | "Right now, there'll be some others coming along to help you walk Floyd | your path," says the figure, "Listen to your ghosts. You're protected Floyd | some here, but it won't last forever. *They* are everywhere. Be Floyd | careful, and look for the others." Floyd | Floyd | > | Gunther says, "Daniel, eh? Marty Stu if there ever was one" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Taleslinger says, "hah!" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter hole" | ||||
Floyd | Either the hole's too small or you're too big. Besides, you don't want Floyd | to get all muddy. Floyd | "C'mon, let's go," the you-hallucination says. "Hurry, hurry. Try Floyd | and remember everything you see. It's all got to fit together." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You return to the mushroom patch. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | Your strange state of mind makes the mushrooms even more peculiar Floyd | than they already are. Or perhaps now they're normal, because you're Floyd | strange ... In any case, they seem to loom over you, colors ranging Floyd | from bright to menacing, and sometimes changing even as you look at Floyd | them. The path of the river splits, one branch meandering south as the Floyd | main river continues to run east-west. Between two dusky red Floyd | mushrooms, a large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Zippy barks excitedly at you. He runs over and sniffs your feet, Floyd | and then tries to lick your face. You don't feel anything as he does Floyd | so, and his barks seem faint and shadowy, as if from a long distance Floyd | away. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "yeah, that is kind of a weird coincidence since he's not actually named after me, he's named after the guy in Many Waters" | |||
| Ellison says, "now we have to keep an eye out for a scooch trail" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pet zippy" | ||||
Floyd | You reach out to pet Zippy. Sadly, your fingers slip through and you Floyd | can make no contact. He whimpers sadly. Floyd | Zippy sniffs the air and turns his head this way and that, as if Floyd | looking for something. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read web" | ||||
Floyd | The spiderweb is composed of long, lacy strands, like fine silk or long Floyd | hair. It seems to shimmer in the snatches of sunlight that filter in. Floyd | Strange designs are visible in the web. The designs appear to be Floyd | letters. Words, even. You can make out only a single word this time: Floyd | "Phoenix". Hanging in the web, you see a small fly. Floyd | Zippy whines quietly. He trots a short distance, then comes back to Floyd | sit at your feet again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take fly" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Zippy barks shrilly, and then looks at you. His eyes are wide and a Floyd | little panicky. He seems to want you to get moving. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Eventually the mushroom patch ends, and the river widens. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Zippy trots along by your side. Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. Strange glowing Floyd | fish are swimming around quite happily in the water. Many are swimming Floyd | against the current, seemingly without effort. The stream passes into Floyd | the forest to the east, and is quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly is here, her eyes twinkling merrily at you. Floyd | Zippy glances at the water, and then begins to bark loudly at the Floyd | lightfish for a few minutes. He turns and looks at you expectantly. Floyd | "Hello, boy," great-aunt Polly says. "Never expected to see me Floyd | again, did you? I see you've turned into a grown man already. Well, Floyd | well. I only wish I was alive to see it." She sighs. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fish" | ||||
Floyd | The lightfish seem to glow as they swim about in the river. Perhaps Floyd | it's just sunlight on scales, but perhaps not. Furthermore, it's hard Floyd | to tell what size they are. Sometimes they seem as long as your arm, Floyd | and sometimes some are only fingerlings. Maybe it's just the lighting Floyd | in here. In any case, they swim around and around in complex patterns Floyd | as you watch. It's almost as if they're trying to tell you something. Floyd | "Still, this isn't so bad. Daniel brought me back to talk to you. Floyd | I'm glad I got this chance to see you again." Polly sighs again. Floyd | "It's only a pity it had to be under such circumstances." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask polly about daniel" | ||||
Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly doesn't seem to notice your questions. Floyd | "There's a lot going on here, boy, more than you can know. And your Floyd | life is pretty screwed up, too. I've seen a little of the things Floyd | you've gotten into. Not good. I know it's all part of the great Floyd | story, but it still hurts me to watch you destroy yourself. I did what Floyd | I could for you when I was alive, but here the rules are different. Floyd | Daniel said it was for you to explore within yourself, without help, Floyd | and I guess he's right. You'd better go see him next, and then you had Floyd | best be finding your dad. A good man, your dad. But he went in the Floyd | same way I did ... _They_ got him. I can only pray you'll be Floyd | different." Aunt Polly falls silent for a minute. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in me" | ||||
Floyd | Which me do you mean, you, or yourself? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in myself" | ||||
Floyd | You look about the same as always. Floyd | "I'd like to help you out more'n this, but Daniel said I mustn't. Floyd | Once you find your father, lad, everything will get explained. I'd Floyd | like to come along and walk with you for a bit, though. I don't got Floyd | many chances to see you nowadays. Only when the worlds are right." Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk forwards. Tendrils of sparkling white mist begin to spiral Floyd | upwards from the ground. As you keep going, the mist gets thicker. Floyd | And more solid. After five steps, it feels like you're trying to push Floyd | through a pillow. After ten steps, you can't go any farther. Floyd | Disgruntled, you finally must retreat. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| K-Y arrives, full of fun and funk. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you see the mushrooms ahead. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Zippy trots along by your side. Floyd | Polly walks along on your other side, moving slowly but somehow keeping Floyd | up. Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | Your strange state of mind makes the mushrooms even more peculiar Floyd | than they already are. Or perhaps now they're normal, because you're Floyd | strange ... In any case, they seem to loom over you, colors ranging Floyd | from bright to menacing, and sometimes changing even as you look at Floyd | them. The path of the river splits, one branch meandering south as the Floyd | main river continues to run east-west. Between two dusky red Floyd | mushrooms, a large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly is here, her eyes twinkling merrily at you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you reach the base of a waterfall. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Zippy trots along by your side. Floyd | Polly walks along on your other side, moving slowly but somehow keeping Floyd | up. Floyd | At base of cliff Floyd | In your slightly altered state, the waterfall seems to flow with Floyd | bright diamonds that crash to earth only to twist into a river of Floyd | shining silver. The rocks now form a maze that you could lose yourself Floyd | in if you aren't extra-careful. Tufts of green grass, glowing with Floyd | life, sprout in between the stones, and the roar of the water is loud Floyd | in your ears. The cliff is impassible to the west (unless you want to Floyd | climb it), but the other directions are all possible. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly is here, her eyes twinkling merrily at you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x maze" | ||||
Floyd | The twisted paths wind their crazy way between the rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask polly about maze" | ||||
Floyd | The twisted paths aren't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk eastwards. The river leads into a grove of technicolor Floyd | mushrooms. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Zippy trots along by your side. Floyd | Polly walks along on your other side, moving slowly but somehow keeping Floyd | up. Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | Your strange state of mind makes the mushrooms even more peculiar Floyd | than they already are. Or perhaps now they're normal, because you're Floyd | strange ... In any case, they seem to loom over you, colors ranging Floyd | from bright to menacing, and sometimes changing even as you look at Floyd | them. The path of the river splits, one branch meandering south as the Floyd | main river continues to run east-west. Between two dusky red Floyd | mushrooms, a large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly is here, her eyes twinkling merrily at you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the river branch to the south. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Zippy trots along by your side. Floyd | Polly walks along on your other side, moving slowly but somehow keeping Floyd | up. Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here, draining into a small Floyd | hole in the ground. The way is blocked by tangled bushes that reach Floyd | out at you on all sides except northwards. The ground is soggy and Floyd | muddy, and makes little slurping and drooling noises as you walk over Floyd | it. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly is here, her eyes twinkling merrily at you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You return to the mushroom patch. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Zippy trots along by your side. Floyd | Polly walks along on your other side, moving slowly but somehow keeping Floyd | up. Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | Your strange state of mind makes the mushrooms even more peculiar Floyd | than they already are. Or perhaps now they're normal, because you're Floyd | strange ... In any case, they seem to loom over you, colors ranging Floyd | from bright to menacing, and sometimes changing even as you look at Floyd | them. The path of the river splits, one branch meandering south as the Floyd | main river continues to run east-west. Between two dusky red Floyd | mushrooms, a large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly is here, her eyes twinkling merrily at you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you reach the base of a waterfall. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Zippy trots along by your side. Floyd | Polly walks along on your other side, moving slowly but somehow keeping Floyd | up. Floyd | At base of cliff Floyd | In your slightly altered state, the waterfall seems to flow with Floyd | bright diamonds that crash to earth only to twist into a river of Floyd | shining silver. The rocks now form a maze that you could lose yourself Floyd | in if you aren't extra-careful. Tufts of green grass, glowing with Floyd | life, sprout in between the stones, and the roar of the water is loud Floyd | in your ears. The cliff is impassible to the west (unless you want to Floyd | climb it), but the other directions are all possible. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly is here, her eyes twinkling merrily at you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "listen". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter maze" | ||||
Floyd | The twisted paths aren't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb cliff" | ||||
Floyd | The waterfall makes the cliff impossible to scale. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x diamonds" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "diamonds". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk eastwards. The river leads into a grove of technicolor Floyd | mushrooms. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Zippy trots along by your side. Floyd | Polly walks along on your other side, moving slowly but somehow keeping Floyd | up. Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | Your strange state of mind makes the mushrooms even more peculiar Floyd | than they already are. Or perhaps now they're normal, because you're Floyd | strange ... In any case, they seem to loom over you, colors ranging Floyd | from bright to menacing, and sometimes changing even as you look at Floyd | them. The path of the river splits, one branch meandering south as the Floyd | main river continues to run east-west. Between two dusky red Floyd | mushrooms, a large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly is here, her eyes twinkling merrily at you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mushrooms" | ||||
Floyd | Yes, they're giant mushrooms. Perhaps a dozen feet high, with broad Floyd | caps that block out much of the sunlight. All different colors, and Floyd | many have spots and splotches of various hues, too. Still, the dim Floyd | light makes them look shadowy and strange rather than ridiculous. A Floyd | spiderweb hangs from between two giant red mushrooms. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb them" | ||||
Floyd | giant mushrooms: The mushrooms are too slippery, and there are no Floyd | footholds available. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Eventually the mushroom patch ends, and the river widens. Floyd | Floyd | The figment of you walks along beside you, his footsteps making no Floyd | sound. Floyd | Zippy trots along by your side. Floyd | Polly walks along on your other side, moving slowly but somehow keeping Floyd | up. Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. Strange glowing Floyd | fish are swimming around quite happily in the water. Many are swimming Floyd | against the current, seemingly without effort. The stream passes into Floyd | the forest to the east, and is quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | You, or a long-lost twin at least, are standing here. Floyd | Zippy, your pet dog, is scampering around here. Floyd | Your great-aunt Polly is here, her eyes twinkling merrily at you. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take fish" | ||||
Floyd | You reach out a hand to grab a fish. The fish begin to swim more Floyd | quickly, going round and round in circles. As you get closer, their Floyd | motion becomes more frantic. It's as if some special is about to Floyd | happen. Suddenly, one fish jumps out of the water, just a little ways. Floyd | Then a second follows. Then another, and another. Soon all the fish Floyd | are leaping out of the water and falling. You stop, amazed. The Floyd | lightfish keep jumping. Very quickly, the jumping becomes more Floyd | organized. The fish are actually forming lines in the water to jump. Floyd | So many fish are jumping, you wonder how the river could possibly Floyd | contain them all. Each fish leaps, arcs overhead up almost six feet, Floyd | and then splashes into the water again. So many are jumping that the Floyd | individual forms become indistinguishable. It's as if there's just a Floyd | single arch of glowing light, rising from the water. And it is an Floyd | arch, or rather, a doorway. The air within the arch suddenly goes inky Floyd | black. The stark contrast to the lighted edge is amazing. Within the Floyd | blackness, you see a few harsh points of light, stars. But all the Floyd | rest is pure ebony darkness. The fish continue their jumping. The Floyd | arch beckons. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter arch" | ||||
Floyd | You take a step towards the archway. Below you, the water rushes away Floyd | from your feet, leaving a dry path to walk upon. The arch seems to Floyd | glow even more. The second step brings you closer, and the third step Floyd | is through the gate. "Goodbye, boy," Polly calls, her voice thin and Floyd | weak. Zippy barks once, and then all sound is shut out as you pass Floyd | into the archway. Floyd | The sun winks out immediately, replaced by black. Harsh stars glow in Floyd | the silent sky. The wind is cold. You land on ice. Floyd | Floyd | On a frozen lake Floyd | A chill wind whips you as you stand on the icy surface here. In all Floyd | directions, you see only ice, stretching out even to the horizon. No Floyd | tracks mark the ground ... perhaps you are the only person ever to Floyd | have come here. The sky is black, and the only light is starlight from Floyd | the strange constellations above your head. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf5" | ||||
Floyd | File to save game in > Floyd | Saved. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x stars" | ||||
Floyd | The harshly bright stars form patterns, but not any constellations you Floyd | have ever seen outside of dreams. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read stars" | ||||
Floyd | The stars aren't important. It is eerily quiet here. The wind makes Floyd | no sound, and the stars above are silent. Only the small, small Floyd | scraping of your feet on the ice can be heard. Then, overhead, a star Floyd | gleams. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x star" | ||||
Floyd | A single star directly above you seems to glow brighter than the rest. Floyd | The star begins to streak across the sky, leaving a silver trail behind Floyd | it. In fact, it seems to be getting closer, increasing in size. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | The star is huge, as big as the moon, and just as pale white. The star Floyd | is so big! It must surely swallow up the lake and everyone on it! Floyd | Until, in a flash of light, it is gone. And you are no longer alone. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | On a frozen lake Floyd | A chill wind whips you as you stand on the icy surface here. In all Floyd | directions, you see only ice, stretching out even to the horizon. No Floyd | tracks mark the ground ... perhaps you are the only person ever to Floyd | have come here. The sky is black, and the only light is starlight from Floyd | the strange constellations above your head. Floyd | A tall figure in shimmering white stands here. You suddenly realize Floyd | this is Daniel. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x daniel" | ||||
Floyd | Daniel is humanoid, perhaps seven feet in height, and cloaked in Floyd | shimmering white robes. His eyes are deeper than those of any mortal Floyd | you have ever seen, but even they are not deep enough to contain the Floyd | infinite wisdom and infinite sorrow you see inside. Daniel looks at Floyd | you for a minute, then smiles softly. He begins to speak. Floyd | "I'm glad you've come. I suppose you'd like a little explanation Floyd | now?" Floyd | "Well, yes, I would --" you start to say, only to realize that's not Floyd | what you're actually asking. The small words that somehow tumble out Floyd | of your mouth are "Daniel ... are you ... y'know . . . God?" Floyd | He smiles that smile at you again, and shakes his head. A hand Floyd | reaches out to brush your hair softly. "No, child, I'm not God. Only Floyd | . . only a fallen angel." The look of regret in his eyes is almost Floyd | more than you can bear. Floyd | "But let me explain things a little better for you. You're Floyd | confused, tired, scared. Let me help." Daniel's smile this time is Floyd | dazzling, not tired. "Let me help you." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "roll eyes" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "roll". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | "To begin with -- where to begin with? Let me tell you a story. In Floyd | the beginning, my son, it is said that when humans were just beginning Floyd | to live on the earth, there were the angels in heaven. And the angels Floyd | looked down on the humans, and laughed to see their petty squabbling, Floyd | their jealousies, their wars, their many imperfections. The things Floyd | that made them mortal. And the angels would look at one another, and Floyd | mock the humans on earth, and talk about how much better *they* could Floyd | do if they were down there. One day, they were given their chance. Floyd | God took the four most boastful of the angels, and sent them down to Floyd | earth. "Go and live amongst the humans," God said, "And return to Me Floyd | in a year and a day, to say what you have learned." So the angels came Floyd | to earth. And though their descent had stripped their magic from them, Floyd | the angels were still fair of face, strong and noble of body, and Floyd | goodly to look upon. And the angels walked amongst the people, and saw Floyd | them as mortals see each other." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | "The angels tarried with the people for less than a fortnight before Floyd | they had established themselves as braver, nobler, more beautiful, Floyd | stronger, in all ways better than the humans. Or so they believed. Floyd | Drunk on flattery from their new-found admirers (for among the angels Floyd | in heaven, their attributes were nothing special), the four angels Floyd | married the sons and daughters of the people, and made residence with Floyd | them. There was much rejoicing in the houses that the former angels Floyd | joined, and much celebration. Wine was brought out, a thing the Floyd | children of the sky had never tasted before. There was merrymaking and Floyd | great feasting. Floyd | The angels lived on earth for many months. In that time, they lost Floyd | all the virtues that they had come with. One took to brigandry, using Floyd | his strength and cunning to waylay and rob the rich and terrorize and Floyd | abuse the poor and helpless. One took to gambling -- her near-divine Floyd | intuition was unsurpassed, and when that failed her, her marked cards Floyd | and easy blackmail did not. The third became a war- lord, and she Floyd | sought to conquer all the world. The last became a sorcerer, Floyd | performing dark rites and blood sacrifices for power to replace that Floyd | which he had lost in his fall from heaven." Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "waylay!" | |||
| baf arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | "So the days passed, and so the months passed, and so the year Floyd | passed. Finally, the entire year ended. In but two hours, the final Floyd | day would end as well, and the angels' stay on earth would end. And Floyd | none of the four remembered, none recalled, none cared. So, when the Floyd | call came and they flew up to the sky, their mortal baggage was brought Floyd | along. Raphael still held his daggers and looted gold, and the scars Floyd | that he had gained. Lilith still clasped a palmed die in one hand, and Floyd | a wine-skin in the other. Jaela held her sword, steeped in the tears Floyd | of the innocent. And Daniel --" Daniel's voice chokes for a minute, Floyd | then he continues. "Daniel still held his black book of sorcery, and Floyd | his sacrificial dagger, wet with baby's blood. God gazed upon the four Floyd | angels, and the angels gazed upon themselves. And they were ashamed. Floyd | God spoke to them, and to the assembled angels. "I reject thee, now. Floyd | Because of the pridefulness that is within all, heaven's gates are Floyd | closed to you forevermore. Go forth, back to the lands from whence you Floyd | came. You are angels no more." Floyd | The four who had gone to earth took special punishment. Raphael was Floyd | sent, in his strength, to hold the Earth in its course. Lilith, in her Floyd | cunning, was sent to tease the rivers into their courses, and the seas Floyd | into their proper basins. Jaela, with her might, was given the storms Floyd | and skies to oversee, for all eternity. And Daniel was sent forth to Floyd | the stars, a lonely wanderer, forevermore." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nate arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | Taleslinger asks (of inky), "Is this an actual bible story?" | |||
| inky says, "sort of" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Daniel stares at you for an instant, almost fiercely. "That is one Floyd | story that is told," he says, "And I have another, perhaps true also. Floyd | A shorter one, this time: Humans have never been alone in the Floyd | universe. There have been those who live under other skies, and even Floyd | of those there have been some who sought out for other species like Floyd | themselves. But space is vast, more vast that can be comprehended, and Floyd | in all time, only one other species has ever found the earth. It is a Floyd | pity that it was not a noble race. They have no pronouncable name in Floyd | any of the languages of people, but they care not that no one knows Floyd | their name. They came across the void of space, seeking slaves and Floyd | treasure. And they found both on this world. So they sent down their Floyd | war-ships to capture humans and enslave them, to carry off their riches Floyd | and precious stones. Humanity was threatened, and would have died. Floyd | But then three angels emerged, out into the light of redemption. Floyd | Striking out at the invaders, they seemed unstoppable. They had been Floyd | stripped of much power, but still had great resource remaining. Floyd | Raphael cast mountains against the invaders, rended their ships in Floyd | twain with bare hands, struck missiles from their paths, before being Floyd | crushed to earth by a great cannon-blast from the main ship. Lilith Floyd | sent the rivers out to battle, great tsunamis to knock ships from the Floyd | air and blind their gunners, until she too was laid low by the enemy. Floyd | Jaela Storm-lord, strongest of the three, sent lighting and thunder and Floyd | tornados to rage against them, and finally forced them to flee. But as Floyd | they left, a treacherous energy bomb struck her, and the third of the Floyd | angels fell." Floyd | Daniel pauses for a minute, and you can't help asking "What of D- Floyd | What of the fourth angel?" Floyd | "He arrived too late. He was not on Earth, as the others were, and Floyd | so he could not stand with them. Daniel arrived only in time to hear Floyd | his friends' dying words, and to swear a blood-oath to continue their Floyd | struggle. Because he had failed to protect them, failed to be there Floyd | when they were, he swore to continue the mission that they had died to Floyd | complete. He would now protect Earth as they had. So Daniel took Floyd | people from Earth, and taught them all the secrets that he knew. He Floyd | gave them his magic, his strength, all his power. And then he sent Floyd | them back to live among the people until they were needed, until the Floyd | invaders threatened earth a second time. After that was complete, Floyd | Daniel went away, to a land outside of the reality you live in, to sit Floyd | and think, and reflect on his life. Never more would the angels walk Floyd | on earth. But perhaps the sins of three had been accounted for." Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "it is the story of the nephilim via many waters" | |||
| Taleslinger asks, "I take it the alien attack part is your invention?" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "yeah" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Has everyone caught up on all the reading?" | ||||
| inky says, "also, I had forgotten this part was so long" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | "As you may have realized, you are a chosen one, a Phoenix. Within Floyd | you is the potential for great power, and much magic. When the need is Floyd | here, you must awaken it. And the need *is* here. Earth is Floyd | threatened. This time, it is from within. Evil works through man, Floyd | this time, through bribed senators and corporate thugs. The world Floyd | leadership is almost all either unknowingly or knowingly helping evil, Floyd | preparing the way for the enemy to take over. Because the invaders are Floyd | here again too. Floyd | They were driven off once by angels, but now they have returned, and Floyd | there are no angels left who can stand against them. Only mortals. Floyd | Phoenix, you must rise up. Already, *They* recognize you for what you Floyd | are. Already, they have struck against you. I think you know when. Floyd | The last time was on the cliff. They had hoped to kill you, and Floyd | eliminate the final threat, but you were snatched out of reality for an Floyd | instant. I hastily pulled together snatches of Reality and wove them Floyd | into a place for you to stay in. The action took great effort, and I Floyd | am very tired. But I was tired before. I brought you here because you Floyd | must awaken. And perhaps so that you can see Truth a bit more clearly. Floyd | It is true that the invaders have been working against you, yet many Floyd | of the troubles in your life are your own doing, you know. Before you Floyd | return home, you must confront them, and yourself. Then you can fly as Floyd | a Phoenix must, because only a Phoenix can save the world now. Floyd | This place--" Daniel gestures with one shapely hand "is not quite Floyd | the same as where you were before. The spider venom should have killed Floyd | you, as should the huge dose of mushroom that you took. But instead, Floyd | you came to me, to this dream-land that I live in. In a minute, I will Floyd | put you back in to the place you left, and give you some time to finish Floyd | thinking about things. But first, perhaps you have some questions Floyd | about things?" Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask daniel about tree" | ||||
Floyd | "Ah, yes. A bit rude, but a heart of gold. I think." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask daniel about gazebo" | ||||
Floyd | "I rather like the gazebo. It's dreadfully symbolic, and quite Floyd | pleasant to spend time in. Or on top of. I never did get around to Floyd | putting a proper stairway to the roof though." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask daniel about sun" | ||||
Floyd | "I think you've noticed the sun doesn't move. Time is different Floyd | here -- it's more under your control. You'll understand in a bit, I Floyd | expect." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask daniel about waterfall" | ||||
Floyd | "The river symbolizes life, in a way. It springs from nowhere and Floyd | goes to nowhere when it ends. 'Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, as it Floyd | were.'" Daniel pauses for a minute. "Before you leave here, you will Floyd | have to stop the river." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask daniel about hole" | ||||
Floyd | "I'm sorry," Daniel says, "But I don't understand what you mean." Floyd | Floyd | > | Taleslinger says, "Gotta run now, sadly. Can't wait for the transcript." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "ask daniel about robin" | ||||
Floyd | "A bit too symbolic, perhaps." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Taleslinger disappears. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask daniel about magnet" | ||||
Floyd | "I'm sorry," Daniel says, "But I don't understand what you mean." Floyd | Daniel frowns suddenly, glancing upwards at the stars. "It's time Floyd | for you to go," he says. Floyd | Daniel gestures, and an arch appears. This one is shining silver, Floyd | like the stars overhead. He points, and you step through. The lake, Floyd | the sky, the wind, everything dissolves. Daniel's parting words drift Floyd | after you, as he too vanishes: "My regards to your father ..." Floyd | Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. Strange glowing Floyd | fish are swimming around quite happily in the water. Many are swimming Floyd | against the current, seemingly without effort. The stream passes into Floyd | the forest to the east, and is quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | Your father stands here. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I am not sure what the robin is symbolic of" | |||
| DavidW says, "argh. Time limit on question period." | ||||
| DavidW says, "boo." | ||||
| Gunther says (to inky), "menstruation" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x father" | ||||
Floyd | Yes, it's your father. The man that left you when you were only six Floyd | years old, leaving nothing but memories behind. He never, ever even Floyd | bothered to call, even on your birthdays. Your mother never talked Floyd | about him much, but when you got older, you realized his departure was Floyd | probably responsible for her drinking problem, at the very least. Floyd | Bastard. Floyd | The years seemed to have aged him deeper than they should have, but Floyd | of course it's hard to tell. His eyes are still the same burning blue Floyd | that you remember from long-ago dreams. Floyd | "Hello, son." Your eyes open wide as you seen the man. Floyd | "D-D-Dad? Is that you?" Floyd | Your father nods, slowly. "Yeah, it's me." He looks at you. Floyd | "You've grown up." Floyd | Anger returns, almost involuntarily, as he speaks. "Yes, I have. Floyd | But you wouldn't know, would you? You never came to see me." Your Floyd | voice is already trembling. Floyd | He looks pained, and suddenly shivers. He starts to speak, stops, Floyd | and starts again. "I, I, I can't say much except ... 'sorry'?" Floyd | You interrupt his next words with a shout. "Sorry? Sorry??? You Floyd | bastard, you left me alone, left Mom to drown her sorrows with all her Floyd | fucking six-packs, and all you can say is 'sorry'??" Floyd | Your father seems staggered by the outburst. Each word strikes him Floyd | like a blow. "I *am* sorry, so very very sorry. I just couldn't Floyd | handle it. Having a child, losing my job ... I stuck it out as long Floyd | as I could, and then I ran. Left one night, walked out the door, never Floyd | came back ... I'm sorry." He seems close to tears. Floyd | "Dammit, Dad, how could you do this? Coward." He shrinks away as Floyd | you talk. You keep going, forcing him back. "You left me. You Floyd | abandoned us. You sent my life into a tailspin. Me, the last hope for Floyd | this crazy planet, me, the Phoenix, you ruined me. You realize what Floyd | you've done?" Floyd | Your father stands up straight then, and looks at you for a long Floyd | minute. When he speaks, his voice is firm again, and clear. "I'm Floyd | sorry. It was inexcusable. I had no right to run. But you don't Floyd | either." Floyd | "What? What the hell are you talking about? You're the problem Floyd | here, not me." Floyd | "Son, listen to me. *Listen* to me. When I ran, it was running Floyd | away from myself. You see ... the Phoenix is carried by bloodlines. Floyd | When I was young, I was Phoenix too." Floyd | You are too shocked to speak, so he continues. "Yeah, that's right. Floyd | The Phoenix is genetic. But it fades as you get older, passes along to Floyd | the young and vigorous. Your great-aunt had it too, though not as Floyd | strong as I saw it in you. Don't you see why I ran? I knew what my Floyd | childhood was like ... things going wrong for me in school, at home, Floyd | the accident that took both *my* parents away. I couldn't bear it Floyd | twice, to see it happen to my child as They tried to get him too. I Floyd | just couldn't. So I ran away. Maybe I hoped, even, to draw Them away Floyd | from you. I was just playing into Their hands, I realize now, but I Floyd | was still pretty young then. So I ran from you, ran from Floyd | responsibility, ran from the Phoenix. My gift never awakened. I never Floyd | flew. You've got to fly now, son, because I never could." Floyd | A quick pause, and he speaks again. "I've been able to watch you a Floyd | few times, as you grew up. I saw you take the same paths I took, Floyd | suffer the same things I did. And I was never able to warn you. It Floyd | was agony. Finally, They did get me after all -- a mistaken drive-by Floyd | shooting, the police said -- and Daniel came to collect me. *You* have Floyd | got to break the pattern now. Leave the cycle, and go fly free." His Floyd | voice stumbles to the end of the speech, and he takes a long shuddering Floyd | breath. "Break the cycle. For me." His hand stretches out to you. Floyd | You slowly raise yours to meet his shadowy touch. It is like touching Floyd | air, almost, but not quite. Floyd | "I forgive you, Dad." The words bring sweet release as you say Floyd | them, starting the healing of too many lost years. Floyd | He smiles, the first smile of his you've seen since you were six. Floyd | "Thanks." His hand reaches into his pocket, and he pulls something out. Floyd | It drops onto the ground and rolls to your feet. A bit of a grin comes Floyd | to your father's face, and he says "Bust things wide open." He looks Floyd | at you for a long time, and then says one last word. "Goodbye." Floyd | Already, he is fading, and before the echo of the word has disappeared, Floyd | he is no longer there. Your father is gone, forever. Floyd | "'Bye, Dad." You speak to the empty air, then bend down to see what Floyd | he left you. Floyd | It seems to be one of the relics of the army stuff you remember he Floyd | used to collect: a hand grenade. A curious gift, but surely he would Floyd | have known what you needed right now. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "heh" | |||
| Ellison says, "'They' are original gangstas, I see" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x grenade" | ||||
Floyd | It's a hand grenade. Vaguely oval-shaped, and roughly the size of an Floyd | apple. You remember your dad used to collect them before - well, Floyd | before he left. Seems to be in working condition, too. Of course, Floyd | there's only one way to find out, and that's pulling the pin . . . Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Nitku should've made peace with the absurdity of human existence before we started driving. | inky says, "I am not sure if that is via once and future or what" | |||
| inky says, "it seems like he got the beginning part done pretty early" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "well, I'm guessing grenade in the hole. No other place for it, is there?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf6" | ||||
Floyd | File to save game in > Floyd | Saved. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. But occasionally, Floyd | you see other bright flashes in the water that don't seem to be caused Floyd | by the sunlight. The stream passes into the forest to the east, and is Floyd | quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | You see a hand grenade here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take grenade" | ||||
Floyd | Your load is too heavy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a glass bottle, a sun-bleached skull, a Floyd | hang-glider, a piece of paper, a small black magnet, an apple, and a Floyd | small fly. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "let's pull the pin and get it down that hole" | |||
| inky says, "man, inventory limits" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "drop hand-glider" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "hand-glider". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "oops hang-glider" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get grenade" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "it's like this reality's version of flushing an M80 in a toilet" | |||
| DavidW says, "I hope we don't need the glider again." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. But occasionally, Floyd | you see other bright flashes in the water that don't seem to be caused Floyd | by the sunlight. The stream passes into the forest to the east, and is Floyd | quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | You see a hang-glider here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you see the mushrooms ahead. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the river branch to the south. Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull pin" | ||||
Floyd | You yank the pin out. The grenade begins to hiss softly, like sand Floyd | running through an hour glass (or, in a different sort of metaphor, Floyd | like a fuse burning quickly). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put grenade in hole" | ||||
Floyd | The hand grenade sinks to the bottom of the short stream. Getting all Floyd | wet can't be good for grenades. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You return to the mushroom patch. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | K-Y says, "wait, Jigsaw also had a grenade in a river in the endgame" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Eventually the mushroom patch ends, and the river widens. Floyd | Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. But occasionally, Floyd | you see other bright flashes in the water that don't seem to be caused Floyd | by the sunlight. The stream passes into the forest to the east, and is Floyd | quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | You see a hang-glider here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "restore" | ||||
Floyd | File to restore game from > | inky says, "yeah, and you guys haven't even hit the enigma machine sequence in this game" | |||
| K-Y says, "in 1995" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf6" | ||||
Floyd | Restored. Floyd | Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. But occasionally, Floyd | you see other bright flashes in the water that don't seem to be caused Floyd | by the sunlight. The stream passes into the forest to the east, and is Floyd | quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | You see a hand grenade here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take grenade" | ||||
Floyd | Your load is too heavy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop glider" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take grenade" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open bottle" | ||||
Floyd | It's already open! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put grenade in bottle" | ||||
Floyd | You drop the hand grenade into the water-filled bottle. Floyd | The hand grenade sinks to the bottom of the glass bottle. Getting all Floyd | wet can't be good for grenades. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. But occasionally, Floyd | you see other bright flashes in the water that don't seem to be caused Floyd | by the sunlight. The stream passes into the forest to the east, and is Floyd | quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | You see a hang-glider here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "empty bottle" | ||||
Floyd | You empty the glass bottle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put grenade in bottle" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you see the mushrooms ahead. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the river branch to the south. Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | The river from the mushroom forest ends here. It drains into a Floyd | small hole in the ground, making a quiet gurgling noise as it does so. Floyd | Meanwhile, the ground around it has become more muddy, and the Floyd | mushrooms have disappeared. They have been replaced with tangled Floyd | bushes that block the way in all directions except back north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull pin" | ||||
Floyd | (Taking the hand grenade first) Floyd | Taken. You yank the pin out. The grenade begins to hiss softly, like Floyd | sand running through an hour glass (or, in a different sort of Floyd | metaphor, like a fuse burning quickly). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put grenade in bottle" | ||||
Floyd | The grenade trembles a bit. You start thinking about getting rid of Floyd | it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "close bottle" | ||||
Floyd | You close the bottle, firmly sealing it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put bottle in hole" | ||||
Floyd | The glass bottle sinks to the bottom of the short stream. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You return to the mushroom patch. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see there Floyd | is a split in the now-sluggish stream here, one branch going south and Floyd | the main branch running east-west. Between two dusky red mushrooms, a Floyd | large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | Eventually the mushroom patch ends, and the river widens. Floyd | Floyd | By a wide stream Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A stream runs through the forest here. It is wide but Floyd | shallow, allowing you to see the granite ground below it. Small bits Floyd | of quartz are embedded everywhere in the granite, and they sparkle and Floyd | glimmer as the sunlight shines on the moving water. But occasionally, Floyd | you see other bright flashes in the water that don't seem to be caused Floyd | by the sunlight. The stream passes into the forest to the east, and is Floyd | quickly lost amongst the trees. Floyd | You see a hang-glider here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take glider" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | The ground trembles for a minute. "Grenade must have gone off," you Floyd | think to yourself. There is a distant clanking from deep down below Floyd | ground-level, followed by a muffled cracking noise. Then a sound like Floyd | water rushing, far away. A few seconds later, a gurgling noise Floyd | attracts your attention, and you look over at the stream. The water is Floyd | rushing away over the granite, leaving the bare rock exposed. Within Floyd | moments, the stream has vanished. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "wow" | |||
| Ellison says, "I didn't expect that to actually work" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf7" | ||||
Floyd | File to save game in > Floyd | Saved. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | By an empty stream-bed Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A wide stream-bed runs through the forest, strangely devoid Floyd | of water. It is granite, with small pieces of quartz embedded, that Floyd | shimmer in the sunlight. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take quartz" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any quartz here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you see the mushrooms ahead. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see only Floyd | muddy puddles where the stream once drifted. Between two dusky red Floyd | mushrooms, a large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the river branch to the south. Floyd | Floyd | End of path Floyd | Mud, and more mud, surrounds the hole in the ground here. Tangled Floyd | bushes block the way in all directions except north, and there is no Floyd | sign of the stream. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You return to the mushroom patch. Floyd | Floyd | Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see only Floyd | muddy puddles where the stream once drifted. Between two dusky red Floyd | mushrooms, a large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you reach the base of a waterfall. Floyd | Floyd | At base of cliff Floyd | The river used to flow from here, when the waterfall was still Floyd | working. Now it's ceased, and so has the river, leaving only a rocky Floyd | stream bed behind. The wild grasses still poke out between the rocks, Floyd | though, just like before. The cliff is impassible to the west (unless Floyd | you want to climb it), but the other directions are all possible. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb cliff" | ||||
Floyd | You carefully grip a jutting-out rock, and begin the climb. Floyd | Floyd | Climbing the cliff Floyd | You are climbing on the rocky cliff face. The waterfall is no Floyd | longer here, but the rocks are still a bit damp. Below you are Floyd | scattered rocks and such, and scattered tufts of grass. Nearby, a Floyd | small cave leads into the cliff and darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | You cautiously enter the cave. Floyd | Floyd | Small cave Floyd | It's not as dark in here as it looks from the outside. Some Floyd | sunlight still filters into the cave to illuminate the (stone) floor. Floyd | The exit is east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | The only way out seems to be to go out through the cave mouth. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x cave" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any cave here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||||
Floyd | The floor is your basic stone cave flooring, not much carpet or Floyd | linoleum or the like. There is, however, a small knob set into the Floyd | floor here. There's nothing on the ground. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x knob" | ||||
Floyd | It's one of those enticing-looking small knobs you see around. It's Floyd | just asking to be pulled. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull it" | ||||
Floyd | You give the knob a tug. It sticks for a second, and then slides out a Floyd | short distance. Almost immediately afterwards, the wall in front of Floyd | you opens, the floor tilts, and you tumble forwards into darkness . . Floyd | . Floyd | Floyd | Control Central Floyd | Well, if you've ever wondered what was going on, you seem to have Floyd | found the place where whatever it is that is going on happens. Lots of Floyd | machines are scattered around the room, some making endearing bleeping Floyd | noises. Most of these are safely sealed behind glass. A small padded Floyd | chair sits in the center of the room, facing a large viewscreen. Floyd | Sitting on the comfy chair you see a small remote and a handwritten Floyd | note. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read note" | ||||
Floyd | Which note do you mean, the piece of paper, or the handwritten note? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "handwritten" | ||||
Floyd | The note reads "Investigate what's here. The exit is through the Floyd | screen. The portal won't work until you reflect on things a bit more. Floyd | --D." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x screen" | ||||
Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's blank. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x chair" | ||||
Floyd | It looks to be a vaguely familiar chair, small and plush and awful Floyd | comfortable to sit in. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gunther says, "REFLECT, eh? nnww" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x machines" | ||||
Floyd | The machines are surprisingly cliched. They have strange dials, weird Floyd | flashing lights, hiss and beep seemingly at random, and expel Floyd | ticker-tape for no apparent reason at all. Luckily, they've all been Floyd | sealed behind glass, thus saving you from the temptation of wanting to Floyd | mess with them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "sit on chair" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, you're now sitting on the comfy chair. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "that cliche doesn't surprise me at all!" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Control Central, in the comfy chair Floyd | Well, if you've ever wondered what was going on, you seem to have Floyd | found the place where whatever it is that is going on happens. Lots of Floyd | machines are scattered around the room, some making endearing bleeping Floyd | noises. Most of these are safely sealed behind glass. A small padded Floyd | chair sits in the center of the room, facing a large viewscreen. Floyd | Sitting on the comfy chair you see a small remote and a handwritten Floyd | note. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ha ha" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x comfy" | ||||
Floyd | It looks to be a vaguely familiar chair, small and plush and awful Floyd | comfortable to sit in. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x remote" | ||||
Floyd | Like a tv remote. Almost identical, except that whereas a tv's remote Floyd | would be labelled things like "Channel 1" and "Rewind," this is mostly Floyd | unlabelled. It does, however, have no less than two dials (the green Floyd | one being set to 8, and the black one being set to 0), three buttons (a Floyd | silver, a yellow, and a blue), and one fancy clear touchpad. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | Your load is too heavy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop glider" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take remote" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x dials" | ||||
Floyd | strange machine dials: They're ordinary dials, spinning or twirling or Floyd | whatever machine dials do, covered with cryptic symbols and stuff. Floyd | Pity you can't touch them. Floyd | green dial: The green dial is much the same as all other dials in this Floyd | world. This one ranges from zero to twenty, and is currently set at 8. Floyd | black dial: Just an ordinary dial, ranging from zero to twelve and Floyd | currently set to 0. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "cf8" | ||||
Floyd | File to save game in > Floyd | Saved. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x buttons" | ||||
Floyd | yellow button: It's your basic round yellow button. Floyd | silver button: The small silver button is labelled "Piping Repairs Floyd | (automatic)". Floyd | blue button: The button is blue. Other than that, it has no Floyd | distinguishing features. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x touchpad" | ||||
Floyd | It looks fancy, like something you'd see in a sci-fi movie. You Floyd | probably just have to touch it to activate it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch it" | ||||
Floyd | One machine lights up, but then there is a sad honking noise and it Floyd | shuts down again. A mechanical voice crackles out of nowhere. "Portal Floyd | access denied." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Ellison says (to Floyd), "push silver button" | ||||
Floyd | The button clicks in. A few lights flash on the machines, and dials Floyd | spin. Shortly afterwards, you begin to hear muffled clanks and bangs Floyd | on the other side of the wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I guess the silver button restores the river and waterfall." | |||
| DavidW asks, "hm. maybe not?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x wall" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any wall here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | You're not going anywhere until you get out of the comfy chair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, you're no longer in the comfy chair. Finally, the clanking Floyd | stops. Instead, it is replaced by the sound of running water. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Control Central Floyd | Well, if you've ever wondered what was going on, you seem to have Floyd | found the place where whatever it is that is going on happens. Lots of Floyd | machines are scattered around the room, some making endearing bleeping Floyd | noises. Most of these are safely sealed behind glass. A small padded Floyd | chair sits in the center of the room, facing a large viewscreen. Floyd | You see a hang-glider here. Sitting on the comfy chair you see a Floyd | handwritten note. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "e, I think" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | Ellison says, "doh" | |||
| DavidW says, "I think there's no exits but the viewscreen now." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "sit in chair" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, you're now sitting on the comfy chair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push yellow" | ||||
Floyd | Dials spin on the machines, and lights flash. There is a hissing sound Floyd | like pistons. A mechanical voice suddenly crackles out of nowhere. Floyd | "Position control unit unconcealed and readied to accept data." Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm. dunno what that means." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch touchpad" | ||||
Floyd | One machine lights up, but then there is a sad honking noise and it Floyd | shuts down again. A mechanical voice crackles out of nowhere. "Portal Floyd | access denied." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push blue button" | ||||
Floyd | There is a brief hum from one or two machines, and then a light blinks Floyd | on. You hear a nearby gurgling noise, and then a sound like a thousand Floyd | toilets being flushed. The nearly omni-present sound of moving water Floyd | abruptly ceases. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gunther says, "ha ha sad honking noise" | |||
| Gunther says, "that is so very inky" | ||||
| Ellison says, "honk honk" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x light" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any light here. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gunther says, "ho:(nk" | |||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| Ellison says, "heh" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "hm. Do we have any clues about what to set the dials to?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a sun-bleached skull, a piece of paper, a small Floyd | black magnet, an apple, a small fly, a grenade pin, and a small remote. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x pin" | ||||
Floyd | It's the pin from a grenade. Once it comes out the grenade is Floyd | triggered to explode in a matter of seconds. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Gunther says, "11, duh" | ||||
| Gunther says, "ILAC" | Gunther says, "11, duh" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x desk" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "desk". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch viewscreen" | ||||
Floyd | You can't reach that from the comfy chair. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "my recollection is one dial obviously does something when you set it and the other doesn't" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "set green dial to 16" | ||||
Floyd | I don't understand that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn green dial to 16" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 16. One of the machines whirrs quietly to Floyd | itself as you adjust the dial, and a flicker of lights goes across its Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black dial to 12" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 12. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The viewscreen lights up with a picture. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn green dial to 0" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 0. One of the machines whirrs quietly to Floyd | itself as you adjust the dial, and a flicker of lights goes across its Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black dial to 0" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 0. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture on the screen vanishes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's blank. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black dial to 1" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 1. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The viewscreen lights up with a picture. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A muddy ditch lies where the stream used to be. A Floyd | small foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | You see a large wicker bird cage and a heavy stone here. The large Floyd | wicker bird cage seems to contain the robin and some scraps of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black dial to 2" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 2. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: In a garden Floyd | A beautiful garden, bounded by brick walls to the north and west. Floyd | Alas, the stream that flowed once is no longer here, and the dragon's Floyd | head fountain no longer spouts water. The bushes and flowers remain, Floyd | but they droop sadly around the muddy ditch where the stream was. Floyd | The hedge beasts are slowly uncurling their leaves and branches as Floyd | they prepare to stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push blue button" | ||||
Floyd | Lights on the machines flip on abruptly, and you hear a hum as things Floyd | engage. There is a nearby gurgling noise, and then a sound like a Floyd | thousand toilets being plunged. You hear the sounds of running water Floyd | once more. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x viewscreen" | ||||
Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: In a garden Floyd | A beautifully-sculpted garden, bounded by brick walls to the north Floyd | and west. A stream flows in from the east and curves to flow to the Floyd | south, slowly drifting through the garden. The brook lazily winds its Floyd | way under the small bridges and between the large rocks and stone paths Floyd | that have been placed here. Small, pretty bushes are scattered here as Floyd | well, each one elegantly trimmed and shaped. In one corner of the Floyd | garden there is a fountain, shaped like a dragon's head. From the Floyd | dragon's open mouth flows a steady stream of water, falling into the Floyd | brook. Floyd | The hedge beasts are curled up on the ground, practically Floyd | indistinguishable from the normal hedges. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push blue button" | ||||
Floyd | There is a brief hum from one or two machines, and then a light blinks Floyd | on. You hear a nearby gurgling noise, and then a sound like a thousand Floyd | toilets being flushed. The nearly omni-present sound of moving water Floyd | abruptly ceases. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x dragon" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any dragon here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 3" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 3. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A muddy streak slashes through the field north-south, where the water Floyd | used to be. A wide white plank allows you to cross from one bank to Floyd | the other. Sticking out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control Floyd | panel and joystick built into its side. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "ah. That's the 'position control unit' unconcealed, I bet." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 4" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 4. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: Inside the gazebo Floyd | The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to Floyd | enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent Floyd | both sunlight and egress in those directions, making it fairly dim in Floyd | here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is the most Floyd | impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table against Floyd | one wall. Also, set into the ceiling, you can see a multi-faceted Floyd | crystal. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 5" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 5. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a new place: Atop the gazebo Floyd | This is the roof of the gazebo. The floor (well, roof) below is not Floyd | latticed like the walls, so it must be quite dark inside. A wall, Floyd | about six feet high, has been constructed across the gazebo-top. It Floyd | has no apparent purpose (since you can walk around it to reach the Floyd | other side of the roof), except to hold a bronze weather vane on top of Floyd | it. The only good exit from here is to climb down the sides. Floyd | Something hanging on the weather vane glints in the sunlight. Floyd | From up here, you have a view of the open field. Still, it seems Floyd | that you cannot see quite as far as you should be able to, and the view Floyd | is distorted and shadowy beyond the edges of the grass. Floyd | Hanging from the bronze weather vane is a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "we'll have to remember to climb the gazebo." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 6" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 6. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: Cliff top Floyd | The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing Floyd | between cracks in the rocks. The stream that flowed here once no Floyd | longer does, and the cliff-face looks quite bare without the waterfall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 7" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 7. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: Climbing the cliff Floyd | You are climbing on the rocky cliff face. The waterfall is no Floyd | longer here, but the rocks are still a bit damp. Below you are Floyd | scattered rocks and such, and scattered tufts of grass. Nearby, a Floyd | small cave leads into the cliff and darkness. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 8" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 8. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: At base of cliff Floyd | The river used to flow from here, when the waterfall was still Floyd | working. Now it's ceased, and so has the river, leaving only a rocky Floyd | stream bed behind. The wild grasses still poke out between the rocks, Floyd | though, just like before. The cliff is impassible to the west (unless Floyd | you want to climb it), but the other directions are all possible. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 9" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 9. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: Amidst the mushrooms Floyd | On either bank of the river, stretching high into the sky, are giant Floyd | mushrooms. Giant technicolored mushrooms. Red and blue and yellow and Floyd | green and purple, and most are splotched with splashes of other colors. Floyd | The mushrooms tower at least a dozen feet above you, perhaps more, and Floyd | their outstretched caps block out most of the sun. You can see only Floyd | muddy puddles where the stream once drifted. Between two dusky red Floyd | mushrooms, a large silver spiderweb has been spun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 10" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 10. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: End of path Floyd | Mud, and more mud, surrounds the hole in the ground here. Tangled Floyd | bushes block the way in all directions except north, and there is no Floyd | sign of the stream. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 11" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 11. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: By an empty stream-bed Floyd | This is a clearing in the middle of a forest. Tall trees grow all Floyd | around, moss hangs from their branches, and there are scattered Floyd | flowers. A wide stream-bed runs through the forest, strangely devoid Floyd | of water. It is granite, with small pieces of quartz embedded, that Floyd | shimmer in the sunlight. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 12" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 12. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Ok, that's all 12 settings for the black dial." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black to 5" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 5. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a new place: Atop the gazebo Floyd | This is the roof of the gazebo. The floor (well, roof) below is not Floyd | latticed like the walls, so it must be quite dark inside. A wall, Floyd | about six feet high, has been constructed across the gazebo-top. It Floyd | has no apparent purpose (since you can walk around it to reach the Floyd | other side of the roof), except to hold a bronze weather vane on top of Floyd | it. The only good exit from here is to climb down the sides. Floyd | Something hanging on the weather vane glints in the sunlight. Floyd | From up here, you have a view of the open field. Still, it seems Floyd | that you cannot see quite as far as you should be able to, and the view Floyd | is distorted and shadowy beyond the edges of the grass. Floyd | Hanging from the bronze weather vane is a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch touchpad" | ||||
Floyd | One machine lights up, but then there is a sad honking noise and it Floyd | shuts down again. A mechanical voice crackles out of nowhere. "Portal Floyd | access denied." Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hrm" | |||
| DavidW says, "I'm not sure if we want the water on or not." | ||||
| ParserGirl goes home. | DavidW says, "Probably off for now." | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x chain" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any chain here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look" | ||||
Floyd | Control Central, in the comfy chair Floyd | Well, if you've ever wondered what was going on, you seem to have Floyd | found the place where whatever it is that is going on happens. Lots of Floyd | machines are scattered around the room, some making endearing bleeping Floyd | noises. Most of these are safely sealed behind glass. A small padded Floyd | chair sits in the center of the room, facing a large viewscreen. Floyd | You see a hang-glider here. Sitting on the comfy chair you see a Floyd | handwritten note. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "can't look at individual items? weak" | |||
| DavidW says, "Green dial is from 0 to 20." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn green to 1" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 1. One of the machines whirrs quietly to Floyd | itself as you adjust the dial, and a flicker of lights goes across its Floyd | face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch touchpad" | ||||
Floyd | One machine lights up, but then there is a sad honking noise and it Floyd | shuts down again. A mechanical voice crackles out of nowhere. "Portal Floyd | access denied." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x screen" | ||||
Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a new place: Atop the gazebo Floyd | This is the roof of the gazebo. The floor (well, roof) below is not Floyd | latticed like the walls, so it must be quite dark inside. A wall, Floyd | about six feet high, has been constructed across the gazebo-top. It Floyd | has no apparent purpose (since you can walk around it to reach the Floyd | other side of the roof), except to hold a bronze weather vane on top of Floyd | it. The only good exit from here is to climb down the sides. Floyd | Something hanging on the weather vane glints in the sunlight. Floyd | From up here, you have a view of the open field. Still, it seems Floyd | that you cannot see quite as far as you should be able to, and the view Floyd | is distorted and shadowy beyond the edges of the grass. Floyd | Hanging from the bronze weather vane is a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read handwritten" | ||||
Floyd | The note reads "Investigate what's here. The exit is through the Floyd | screen. The portal won't work until you reflect on things a bit more. Floyd | --D." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "touch screen" | ||||
Floyd | You can't reach that from the comfy chair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, you're no longer in the comfy chair. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "touch screen" | ||||
Floyd | You touch the screen, and are abruptly elsewhere. Floyd | Floyd | Atop the gazebo Floyd | This is the roof of the gazebo. The floor (well, roof) below is not Floyd | latticed like the walls, so it must be quite dark inside. A wall, Floyd | about six feet high, has been constructed across the gazebo-top. It Floyd | has no apparent purpose (since you can walk around it to reach the Floyd | other side of the roof), except to hold a bronze weather vane on top of Floyd | it. The only good exit from here is to climb down the sides. Floyd | Something hanging on the weather vane glints in the sunlight. Floyd | From up here, you have a view of the open field. Still, it seems Floyd | that you cannot see quite as far as you should be able to, and the view Floyd | is distorted and shadowy beyond the edges of the grass. Floyd | Hanging from the bronze weather vane is a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | Control Central Floyd | Well, if you've ever wondered what was going on, you seem to have Floyd | found the place where whatever it is that is going on happens. Lots of Floyd | machines are scattered around the room, some making endearing bleeping Floyd | noises. Most of these are safely sealed behind glass. A small padded Floyd | chair sits in the center of the room, facing a large viewscreen. Floyd | You see a hang-glider here. Sitting on the comfy chair you see a Floyd | handwritten note. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "hrm" | |||
| inky says, "ok, I have no idea what the portal is then" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Didn't you just do it?" | ||||
| inky says, "there's the touchpad, and then there's touching the screen" | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh. I see what you mean." | ||||
| DavidW says, "well, the gazebo etc is probably the key to figuring out the rest of the controls." | ||||
| inky says, "yeah maybe" | ||||
| inky says, "I seem to recall the gazebo is the fanciest bit in the game" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "and we might take the remote with us?" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get remote" | ||||
Floyd | You already have the small remote! Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "good point" | |||
| inky says, "maybe the touchpad is to get back to the control room" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch viewscreen" | ||||
Floyd | You touch the screen, and are abruptly elsewhere. Floyd | Floyd | Atop the gazebo Floyd | This is the roof of the gazebo. The floor (well, roof) below is not Floyd | latticed like the walls, so it must be quite dark inside. A wall, Floyd | about six feet high, has been constructed across the gazebo-top. It Floyd | has no apparent purpose (since you can walk around it to reach the Floyd | other side of the roof), except to hold a bronze weather vane on top of Floyd | it. The only good exit from here is to climb down the sides. Floyd | Something hanging on the weather vane glints in the sunlight. Floyd | From up here, you have a view of the open field. Still, it seems Floyd | that you cannot see quite as far as you should be able to, and the view Floyd | is distorted and shadowy beyond the edges of the grass. Floyd | Hanging from the bronze weather vane is a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch touchpad" | ||||
Floyd | A mechanical voice crackles out of nowhere. "Portal access denied." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x chain" | ||||
Floyd | It's a slim chain, made of (apparently) quite nice gold. Attached to Floyd | the chain is a small crystal sphere. The clear crystal sphere is the Floyd | size of a large marble. Deep within the sphere, rainbow points of Floyd | light dance a forever dance, round and round. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get it" | ||||
Floyd | Jump about though you may, the chain dangles about a yard above your Floyd | reaching finger-tips. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x sphere" | ||||
Floyd | The clear crystal sphere is the size of a large marble. Deep within Floyd | the sphere, rainbow points of light dance a forever dance, round and Floyd | round. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Atop the gazebo Floyd | This is the roof of the gazebo. The floor (well, roof) below is not Floyd | latticed like the walls, so it must be quite dark inside. A wall, Floyd | about six feet high, has been constructed across the gazebo-top. It Floyd | has no apparent purpose (since you can walk around it to reach the Floyd | other side of the roof), except to hold a bronze weather vane on top of Floyd | it. The only good exit from here is to climb down the sides. Floyd | Something hanging on the weather vane glints in the sunlight. Floyd | From up here, you have a view of the open field. Still, it seems Floyd | that you cannot see quite as far as you should be able to, and the view Floyd | is distorted and shadowy beyond the edges of the grass. Floyd | Hanging from the bronze weather vane is a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x vane" | ||||
Floyd | The bronze weather vane twists slowly in the breeze. Curiously enough, Floyd | the figure on it seems to be a turtle. Hanging from the bronze weather Floyd | vane you see a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Limax walks slowly out of the room and into the sunset. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x turtle" | ||||
Floyd | The bronze weather vane twists slowly in the breeze. Curiously enough, Floyd | the figure on it seems to be a turtle. Hanging from the bronze weather Floyd | vane you see a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb vane" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know how to climb the bronze weather vane. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "shake vane" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "shake". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||||
Floyd | You can't escape *that* easily. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a sun-bleached skull, a piece of paper, a small Floyd | black magnet, an apple, a small fly, a grenade pin, and a small remote. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "throw skull at chain" | ||||
Floyd | You miss. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | Atop the gazebo Floyd | This is the roof of the gazebo. The floor (well, roof) below is not Floyd | latticed like the walls, so it must be quite dark inside. A wall, Floyd | about six feet high, has been constructed across the gazebo-top. It Floyd | has no apparent purpose (since you can walk around it to reach the Floyd | other side of the roof), except to hold a bronze weather vane on top of Floyd | it. The only good exit from here is to climb down the sides. Floyd | Something hanging on the weather vane glints in the sunlight. Floyd | From up here, you have a view of the open field. Still, it seems Floyd | that you cannot see quite as far as you should be able to, and the view Floyd | is distorted and shadowy beyond the edges of the grass. Floyd | Hanging from the bronze weather vane is a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x field" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "field". Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "hm. Maybe we can make it windy and spin off?" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "climb gazebo" | ||||
Floyd | The latticed walls have a number of holes in them, making them quite Floyd | easy to climb. Floyd | Floyd | Atop the gazebo Floyd | This is the roof of the gazebo. The floor (well, roof) below is not Floyd | latticed like the walls, so it must be quite dark inside. A wall, Floyd | about six feet high, has been constructed across the gazebo-top. It Floyd | has no apparent purpose (since you can walk around it to reach the Floyd | other side of the roof), except to hold a bronze weather vane on top of Floyd | it. The only good exit from here is to climb down the sides. Floyd | Something hanging on the weather vane glints in the sunlight. Floyd | From up here, you have a view of the open field. Still, it seems Floyd | that you cannot see quite as far as you should be able to, and the view Floyd | is distorted and shadowy beyond the edges of the grass. Floyd | Hanging from the bronze weather vane is a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | You carefully climb down. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A muddy streak slashes through the field north-south, where the water Floyd | used to be. A wide white plank allows you to cross from one bank to Floyd | the other. Sticking out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control Floyd | panel and joystick built into its side. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x plank" | ||||
Floyd | You can walk across this plank to reach the opposite part of the field. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get plank" | ||||
Floyd | The wide white plank isn't important. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x panel" | ||||
Floyd | A control panel, set into a pillar which juts from the ground. The Floyd | panel is very simple: it contains only a joystick (which can be pulled Floyd | left or pushed right), and a status meter. The status meter currently Floyd | has 4 blocks filled out of eleven. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "pull joystick" | ||||
Floyd | You pull the joystick to the left. Floyd | One block disappears on the status bar. Something seems different Floyd | about the area once you look up from the panel. Rubbing your eyes, you Floyd | suddenly realize what it is. The shadows have changed. A look upwards Floyd | confirms it: The sun has moved. Floyd | The shadow of the gazebo moves slowly across the field, as the sun Floyd | strikes the gazebo from a new angle. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter gazebo" | ||||
Floyd | You walk inside the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | Inside the gazebo Floyd | The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to Floyd | enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent Floyd | both sunlight and egress in those directions, making it fairly dim in Floyd | here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is the most Floyd | impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table against Floyd | one wall. Also, set into the ceiling, you can see a multi-faceted Floyd | crystal. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | You exit the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A muddy streak slashes through the field north-south, where the water Floyd | used to be. A wide white plank allows you to cross from one bank to Floyd | the other. Sticking out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control Floyd | panel and joystick built into its side. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you enter a garden. Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautiful garden, bounded by brick walls to the north and west. Floyd | Alas, the stream that flowed once is no longer here, and the dragon's Floyd | head fountain no longer spouts water. The bushes and flowers remain, Floyd | but they droop sadly around the muddy ditch where the stream was. Floyd | The hedge beasts are curled up on the ground, practically Floyd | indistinguishable from the normal hedges. Slowly, the hedge beasts Floyd | start to move again. Leaves start to twist and vines begin to wrap Floyd | around things as the hedge beasts prepare to begin work. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x dragon" | ||||
Floyd | The fountain, as has been mentioned, is made of stone, and shaped like Floyd | the head of a dragon. The inside of the mouth is damp, but no water Floyd | emerges. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in it" | ||||
Floyd | The fountain, as has been mentioned, is made of stone, and shaped like Floyd | the head of a dragon. The inside of the mouth is damp, but no water Floyd | emerges. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x beasts" | ||||
Floyd | Well, I guess they aren't just your ordinary hedges. Definitely a Floyd | close relative, however, as the hedge beasts still seem to have leaves Floyd | and branches and such. The hedge beasts are slowly shifting positions Floyd | as they prepare to move. Floyd | Slowly, the hedge beasts begin work again. One reaches under a bush to Floyd | retrieve the gardening tools, and hands them (or vines them, I suppose) Floyd | out to the others. Soon they are industriously raking the paths and Floyd | pruning the plants. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take bucket" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see any bucket here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take tools" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "tools". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x tools" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "tools". Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I guess they're not accessible while they're being held" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "bush" | ||||
Floyd | There's no verb in that sentence! Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "(which I admit is weak)" | |||
| DavidW asks, "I imagine the lack of water makes them weak, and we snatch 'em from the bush?" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | The hedge beasts seem to be getting sleepier. Their movements grow Floyd | slower and slower. One carefully wipes off the tools on its leaves, Floyd | and replaces them under a convenient bush. The hedge beasts' movements Floyd | continue to slow until they stop altogether. They're practically Floyd | indistinguishable from the other bushes again. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take tools" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "tools". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "look under bush" | ||||
Floyd | You search under the bushes. Besides a lot of dead leaves and such, Floyd | you find some of the hedge beasts' gardening tools. A large wooden Floyd | bucket, a strange leaf-spade, and a thorny rake, to be precise. Floyd | large wooden bucket: Taken. Floyd | strange leaf-spade: Your load is too heavy. Floyd | thorny rake: Your load is too heavy. Slowly, the hedge beasts start Floyd | to move again. Leaves start to twist and vines begin to wrap around Floyd | things as the hedge beasts prepare to begin work. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "bah stupid inventory limit" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "z" | ||||
Floyd | Time passes... Floyd | Slowly, the hedge beasts begin work again. One reaches under a bush to Floyd | retrieve the gardening tools, only to find they are not there. The Floyd | hedge beasts rustle confusedly for a bit, and then begin work anyway. Floyd | Soon they are doing their best to tend the garden tool-lessly. Floyd | Eventually, however, the hedge beasts do notice the tools are on the Floyd | ground, and they pick them up and start using them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautiful garden, bounded by brick walls to the north and west. Floyd | Alas, the stream that flowed once is no longer here, and the dragon's Floyd | head fountain no longer spouts water. The bushes and flowers remain, Floyd | but they droop sadly around the muddy ditch where the stream was. Floyd | You see a strange leaf-spade and a thorny rake here. Floyd | The hedge beasts are slowly uncurling their leaves and branches as Floyd | they prepare to stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautiful garden, bounded by brick walls to the north and west. Floyd | Alas, the stream that flowed once is no longer here, and the dragon's Floyd | head fountain no longer spouts water. The bushes and flowers remain, Floyd | but they droop sadly around the muddy ditch where the stream was. Floyd | You see a strange leaf-spade and a thorny rake here. Floyd | The hedge beasts are slowly uncurling their leaves and branches as Floyd | they prepare to stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautiful garden, bounded by brick walls to the north and west. Floyd | Alas, the stream that flowed once is no longer here, and the dragon's Floyd | head fountain no longer spouts water. The bushes and flowers remain, Floyd | but they droop sadly around the muddy ditch where the stream was. Floyd | You see a strange leaf-spade and a thorny rake here. Floyd | The hedge beasts are slowly uncurling their leaves and branches as Floyd | they prepare to stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a sun-bleached skull, a piece of paper, a small Floyd | black magnet, an apple, a small fly, a grenade pin, a small remote, and Floyd | a large wooden bucket. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautiful garden, bounded by brick walls to the north and west. Floyd | Alas, the stream that flowed once is no longer here, and the dragon's Floyd | head fountain no longer spouts water. The bushes and flowers remain, Floyd | but they droop sadly around the muddy ditch where the stream was. Floyd | You see a strange leaf-spade and a thorny rake here. Floyd | The hedge beasts are slowly uncurling their leaves and branches as Floyd | they prepare to stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "well, there they are" | |||
| DavidW says, "I don't know why we need those particular tools, though." | ||||
| inky asks, "don't you have anything on your ifwiki list about rakes?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Not yet." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I remember combing beach sand for little trinkets." | ||||
| inky says, "(I think the rake is actually the only useful tool here)" | ||||
| inky says, "I wonder what I coded about digging holes with the spade" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I guess the rake can help us with the chain." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take rake" | ||||
Floyd | Your load is too heavy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop bucket" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take rake" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Slowly, the hedge beasts begin work again. One reaches under a bush to Floyd | retrieve the gardening tools, only to find they are not there. The Floyd | hedge beasts rustle confusedly for a bit, and then begin work anyway. Floyd | Soon they are doing their best to tend the garden tool-lessly. Floyd | Eventually, however, the hedge beasts do notice the tools are on the Floyd | ground, and they pick them up and start using them. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the brook's path out of the garden, and into a field. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A muddy streak slashes through the field north-south, where the water Floyd | used to be. A wide white plank allows you to cross from one bank to Floyd | the other. Sticking out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control Floyd | panel and joystick built into its side. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a sun-bleached skull, a piece of paper, a small Floyd | black magnet, an apple, a small fly, a grenade pin, a small remote, and Floyd | a thorny rake. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I thought they would actually take the tools from you, but I guess not" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop fly, pin, apple" | ||||
Floyd | small fly: Dropped. Floyd | grenade pin: Dropped. Floyd | apple: Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | The only way up from here would be to climb the gazebo. Floyd | (And so you do.) Floyd | Floyd | Atop the gazebo Floyd | This is the roof of the gazebo. The floor (well, roof) below is not Floyd | latticed like the walls, so it must be quite dark inside. A wall, Floyd | about six feet high, has been constructed across the gazebo-top. It Floyd | has no apparent purpose (since you can walk around it to reach the Floyd | other side of the roof), except to hold a bronze weather vane on top of Floyd | it. The only good exit from here is to climb down the sides. Floyd | Something hanging on the weather vane glints in the sunlight. Floyd | From up here, you have a view of the open field. Still, it seems Floyd | that you cannot see quite as far as you should be able to, and the view Floyd | is distorted and shadowy beyond the edges of the grass. Floyd | Hanging from the bronze weather vane is a golden chain with sphere. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take chain with rake" | ||||
Floyd | Aha! Reaching up with the rake, you manage to hook a prong onto the Floyd | chain, and lift it off the weathervane, and from there into your hands. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | You carefully climb down. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A muddy streak slashes through the field north-south, where the water Floyd | used to be. A wide white plank allows you to cross from one bank to Floyd | the other. Sticking out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control Floyd | panel and joystick built into its side. Floyd | You see a small fly, a grenade pin, and an apple here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "drop rake" | ||||
Floyd | Dropped. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x chain" | ||||
Floyd | It's a slim chain, made of (apparently) quite nice gold. Attached to Floyd | the chain is a small crystal sphere. The clear crystal sphere is the Floyd | size of a large marble. Deep within the sphere, rainbow points of Floyd | light dance a forever dance, round and round. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | You walk inside the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | Inside the gazebo Floyd | The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to Floyd | enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent Floyd | both sunlight and egress in those directions, making it fairly dim in Floyd | here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is the most Floyd | impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table against Floyd | one wall. Also, set into the ceiling, you can see a multi-faceted Floyd | crystal. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble on gnomon" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good surface on the bronze gnomon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x crystal" | ||||
Floyd | Which crystal do you mean, the large crystal, or the tiny crystal? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "large" | ||||
Floyd | The large crystal has six visible facets. It is set into the ceiling, Floyd | directly over the sundial. It is dark, and seems somehow sad. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble on tiny crystal" | ||||
Floyd | There's no good surface on the tiny crystal. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky :C | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x sundial" | ||||
Floyd | It's a bronze sundial, on a pedestal. A rather nice sundial too, by Floyd | the looks of it. It's a pity there's no real sunlight to make it Floyd | useful. The inscription "Tempus Non Fugit" has been printed around the Floyd | face of the sundial, and there are also six small metal studs set into Floyd | the bronzework. In the dim light, you notice the sparkle of a tiny Floyd | crystal on the tip of the gnomon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x gnomon" | ||||
Floyd | A gnomon, of course, is the thingy on the sundial which casts the Floyd | shadow. This gnomon appears no different from any other one you've Floyd | seen, except that most gnomons don't have tiny crystals on their tips. Floyd | Whereas this one seems positively festooned with them. Well, it has Floyd | one of them, anyway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble on sundial" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a sun-bleached skull, a piece of paper, a small Floyd | black magnet, and a small remote. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sundial" | ||||
Floyd | It's a bronze sundial, on a pedestal. A rather nice sundial too, by Floyd | the looks of it. It's a pity there's no real sunlight to make it Floyd | useful. The inscription "Tempus Non Fugit" has been printed around the Floyd | face of the sundial, and there are also six small metal studs set into Floyd | the bronzework. In the dim light, you notice the sparkle of a tiny Floyd | crystal on the tip of the gnomon. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "apparently I broke the put on message" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get marble" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take marble" | ||||
Floyd | You already have the golden chain with sphere! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x stud" | ||||
Floyd | Which stud do you mean, the stud at six o'clock, the stud at eight Floyd | o'clock, the stud at ten o'clock, the stud at twelve o'clock, the stud Floyd | at two o'clock, or the stud at four o'clock? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "six" | ||||
Floyd | It's a small metal stud, a flattened hemisphere, located at six Floyd | o'clock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get it" | ||||
Floyd | Although the studs feel loose, you find out they are too small and flat Floyd | to be removed by hand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble on six" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see much of a purpose to that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble on stud at six" | ||||
Floyd | There are words after your command that I couldn't use. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble on stud six" | ||||
Floyd | There are words after your command that I couldn't use. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "remove studs with magnet" | ||||
Floyd | I don't recognize that sentence. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put marble on six stud" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see much of a purpose to that. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "(is the correct phrasing, I think)" | |||
| inky says (to Floyd), "put magnet on six stud" | ||||
Floyd | With a small *clink* noise, the magnet suddenly adheres itself to the Floyd | stud at six o'clock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble on twelve" | ||||
Floyd | I don't see much of a purpose to that. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "many, disambiguation is awesome" | |||
| inky says, "er, ma" | ||||
| inky says, "...man" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "wait, what happened there?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "oh. Magnet, not marble." | ||||
| inky says, "yeah" | ||||
| inky says, "well, that's what you'd just tried, with a different phrasing" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn magnet" | ||||
Floyd | Turning the small black magnet (attached to the stud at six o'clock) Floyd | doesn't have any effect. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "get magnet" | ||||
Floyd | The stud comes out easily, still attached to the magnet. You pull the Floyd | two apart. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "right. Remove all six studs, I guess." | |||
| inky says, "if I had it all to do over again I probably wouldn't make you do each one individually" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put magnet on 8" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know how to put anything on the number 8. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put magnet on eight" | ||||
Floyd | With a small *clink* noise, the magnet suddenly adheres itself to the Floyd | stud at eight o'clock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take magnet" | ||||
Floyd | The stud comes out easily, still attached to the magnet. You pull the Floyd | two apart. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put magnet on ten" | ||||
Floyd | With a small *clink* noise, the magnet suddenly adheres itself to the Floyd | stud at ten o'clock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take magnet" | ||||
Floyd | The stud comes out easily, still attached to the magnet. You pull the Floyd | two apart. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put magnet on twelve" | ||||
Floyd | With a small *clink* noise, the magnet suddenly adheres itself to the Floyd | stud at twelve o'clock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take magnet" | ||||
Floyd | The stud comes out easily, still attached to the magnet. You pull the Floyd | two apart. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put magnet on two" | ||||
Floyd | With a small *clink* noise, the magnet suddenly adheres itself to the Floyd | stud at two o'clock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "tkae magnet" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "tkae". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take magnet" | ||||
Floyd | The stud comes out easily, still attached to the magnet. You pull the Floyd | two apart. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put magnet on four" | ||||
Floyd | With a small *clink* noise, the magnet suddenly adheres itself to the Floyd | stud at four o'clock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take magnet" | ||||
Floyd | The stud comes out easily, still attached to the magnet. You pull the Floyd | two apart. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x gnomon" | ||||
Floyd | A gnomon, of course, is the thingy on the sundial which casts the Floyd | shadow. This gnomon appears no different from any other one you've Floyd | seen, except that most gnomons don't have tiny crystals on their tips. Floyd | Whereas this one seems positively festooned with them. Well, it has Floyd | one of them, anyway. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | You can't have the bronze gnomon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sundial" | ||||
Floyd | It's a bronze sundial, on a pedestal. A rather nice sundial too, by Floyd | the looks of it. It's a pity there's no real sunlight to make it Floyd | useful. The inscription "Tempus Non Fugit" has been printed around the Floyd | face of the sundial, and there are also six holes cut into the bronze Floyd | (formerly covered by metal caps). In the dim light, you notice the Floyd | sparkle of a tiny crystal on the tip of the gnomon. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take sundial" | ||||
Floyd | You can't have the bronze sundial. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a sun-bleached skull, a piece of paper, a small Floyd | remote, a golden chain with sphere, six ordinary metal studs, and a Floyd | small black magnet. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||||
Floyd | Which hole do you mean, the hole at six o'clock, the hole at eight Floyd | o'clock, the hole at ten o'clock, the hole at twelve o'clock, the hole Floyd | at two o'clock, or the hole at four o'clock? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "six" | ||||
Floyd | It's a small hole in the bronzework, perhaps an inch across, located at Floyd | six o'clock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble in six" | ||||
Floyd | You lower the sphere into the hole, holding onto the chain. It drops Floyd | about four inches before it touches bottom. An instant after it makes Floyd | contact, there is a chime from the hole. The deep vibrating chime is Floyd | accompanied by a shaft of shining light. The deep violet light shoots Floyd | from the hole, passing through the sphere. It bends as it goes through Floyd | the sphere, angling so that it flies upwards and strikes the large Floyd | crystal in the ceiling. Briefly, the large crystal shimmers with the Floyd | color. At the same time, it echoes the sound -- at a higher pitch. Floyd | Finally, all is silent again. You cautiously pull the sphere from the Floyd | hole. The sparks of color inside seem to be whirling faster than Floyd | before. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble in eight" | ||||
Floyd | You lower the sphere into the hole, holding onto the chain. It drops Floyd | about four inches before it touches bottom. An instant after it makes Floyd | contact, there is a chime from the hole. The low sonorous note is Floyd | accompanied by a shaft of shining light. The stunning blue light Floyd | shoots from the hole, passing through the sphere. It bends as it goes Floyd | through the sphere, angling so that it flies upwards and strikes the Floyd | large crystal in the ceiling. Briefly, the large crystal shimmers with Floyd | the color. At the same time, it echoes the sound -- at a higher pitch. Floyd | Finally, all is silent again. You cautiously pull the sphere from the Floyd | hole. The sparks of color inside seem to be whirling faster than Floyd | before. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "each a different colour and tone, I guess." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble in ten" | ||||
Floyd | You lower the sphere into the hole, holding onto the chain. It drops Floyd | about four inches before it touches bottom. An instant after it makes Floyd | contact, there is a chime from the hole. The full, clear tone is Floyd | accompanied by a shaft of shining light. The verdant green light Floyd | shoots from the hole, passing through the sphere. It bends as it goes Floyd | through the sphere, angling so that it flies upwards and strikes the Floyd | large crystal in the ceiling. Briefly, the large crystal shimmers with Floyd | the color. At the same time, it echoes the sound -- at a higher pitch. Floyd | Finally, all is silent again. You cautiously pull the sphere from the Floyd | hole. The sparks of color inside seem to be whirling faster than Floyd | before. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble in twelve" | ||||
Floyd | You lower the sphere into the hole, holding onto the chain. It drops Floyd | about four inches before it touches bottom. An instant after it makes Floyd | contact, there is a chime from the hole. The lilting high tone is Floyd | accompanied by a shaft of shining light. The shining yellow light Floyd | shoots from the hole, passing through the sphere. It bends as it goes Floyd | through the sphere, angling so that it flies upwards and strikes the Floyd | large crystal in the ceiling. Briefly, the large crystal shimmers with Floyd | the color. At the same time, it echoes the sound -- at a higher pitch. Floyd | Finally, all is silent again. You cautiously pull the sphere from the Floyd | hole. The sparks of color inside seem to be whirling faster than Floyd | before. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I'm just surprised I apparently made it work so the colors correspond to the order you're doing it in, instead of being tied to specific holes" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble in two" | ||||
Floyd | You lower the sphere into the hole, holding onto the chain. It drops Floyd | about four inches before it touches bottom. An instant after it makes Floyd | contact, there is a chime from the hole. The pure whistling tone is Floyd | accompanied by a shaft of shining light. The rich orange light shoots Floyd | from the hole, passing through the sphere. It bends as it goes through Floyd | the sphere, angling so that it flies upwards and strikes the large Floyd | crystal in the ceiling. Briefly, the large crystal shimmers with the Floyd | color. At the same time, it echoes the sound -- at a higher pitch. Floyd | Finally, all is silent again. You cautiously pull the sphere from the Floyd | hole. The sparks of color inside seem to be whirling faster than Floyd | before. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "put marble in four" | ||||
Floyd | You lower the sphere into the hole, holding onto the chain. It drops Floyd | about four inches before it touches bottom. An instant after it makes Floyd | contact, there is a chime from the hole. The achingly beautiful chime Floyd | is accompanied by a shaft of shining light. The flaming red light Floyd | shoots from the hole, passing through the sphere. It bends as it goes Floyd | through the sphere, angling so that it flies upwards and strikes the Floyd | large crystal in the ceiling. Briefly, the large crystal shimmers with Floyd | the color. At the same time, it echoes the sound -- at a higher pitch. Floyd | Unlike the other times, the music does not end here. Rather, the Floyd | tiny crystal on the gnomon vibrates, giving the sound a third time at Floyd | an even higher pitch. A pure white column of light flashes downwards, Floyd | stretching from the crystal in the ceiling to the crystal on the Floyd | gnomon. And when the light strikes the tiny crystal, it splits into Floyd | six parts, each one spreading outwards to touch a hole. From the Floyd | holes, six lines of color reach upwards to the ceiling crystal again, Floyd | and again they form a single pure white column falling downwards. The Floyd | effect is that of a pillar of shining rainbow, with a heart of glowing Floyd | white. Floyd | Somehow, the sound reflects the visual, and the crystals are fairly Floyd | purring with the growing tone. The tone grows and grows and soon your Floyd | whole body is humming with it, and the rainbow tower is shining forth Floyd | into the darkness around it, and then there is a blinding/deafening Floyd | explosion of noise and color. Floyd | You blink your eyes and look around, pulling the sphere from the Floyd | hole again. The round crystal has lost the internal sparks, and is a Floyd | dull lusterless gray. The other two crystals are nowhere to be seen. Floyd | A sudden grating sound from above your head attracts your attention. Floyd | Looking upwards, you can see that the ceiling is retracting -- warm Floyd | sunlight floods into the room. Floyd | The floor of the gazebo suddenly tilts slightly, and then tips back Floyd | the other way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Inside the gazebo Floyd | The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to Floyd | enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent Floyd | both sunlight and egress in those directions, but the open roof makes Floyd | it quite sunny in here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is Floyd | the most impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table Floyd | against one wall. Floyd | The tilting becomes more severe. There is an abrupt lurch, and the Floyd | gazebo surges upwards. Looking outside, you can see the grass falling Floyd | away as the gazebo starts to move up into the air. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | You exit the gazebo (climbing down the rope ladder). Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo (currently floating above the ground), its shadow providing Floyd | perhaps the only real shade in the area. A muddy streak slashes Floyd | through the field north-south, where the water used to be. A wide Floyd | white plank allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Sticking Floyd | out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control panel and joystick built Floyd | into its side. Floyd | You see a small fly, a grenade pin, an apple, and a thorny rake Floyd | here. Floyd | The gazebo continues to soar into the air. When it finally stops, Floyd | it is hanging about four meters off the ground, still with no apparent Floyd | means of support. The rope ladder dangles down from the entrance, just Floyd | about brushing the grass. Meanwhile, of course, the upward motion Floyd | of the gazebo also affects its shadow, which is now such that the Floyd | shadow of the gazebo falls between the second and third rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | Inside the gazebo Floyd | The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to Floyd | enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent Floyd | both sunlight and egress in those directions, but the open roof makes Floyd | it quite sunny in here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is Floyd | the most impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table Floyd | against one wall. It's also true that the gazebo is hovering about a Floyd | meter off the ground without any apparent supports, but that's no big Floyd | deal, right? Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "Rope ladder?" | |||
| inky says, "(wait, rope ladder?)" | ||||
| inky says, "I guess maybe if you jump out earlier you see a rope ladder falling down" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||||
Floyd | (Undoing one command) Floyd | Floyd | Inside the gazebo Floyd | The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to Floyd | enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent Floyd | both sunlight and egress in those directions, but the open roof makes Floyd | it quite sunny in here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is Floyd | the most impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table Floyd | against one wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "out" | ||||
Floyd | You exit the gazebo in a hurry. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo, its shadow providing perhaps the only real shade in the area. Floyd | A muddy streak slashes through the field north-south, where the water Floyd | used to be. A wide white plank allows you to cross from one bank to Floyd | the other. Sticking out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control Floyd | panel and joystick built into its side. Floyd | You see a small fly, a grenade pin, an apple, and a thorny rake Floyd | here. Floyd | The gazebo continues to sway, and then as if it suddenly came to a Floyd | decision, it drifts up into the air, leaving a patch of dirt and dead Floyd | grass behind. A rope ladder tumbles out from underneath the gazebo, Floyd | attached at one end to the lintel of the entrance. (There's no Floyd | provision in the laws of physics for flying gazebos, but I suppose Floyd | there has to be a first time for everything. Still, you'd feel a lot Floyd | more at ease with the whole thing if there were something more than Floyd | empty air between the gazebo and the ground.) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | The only way up from here would be to use the rope ladder hanging down Floyd | from the gazebo. Floyd | (And so you do.) Floyd | Floyd | Inside the gazebo Floyd | The gazebo has six sides, one of which is open to allow you to Floyd | enter. The other five are walled off with thick lattices which prevent Floyd | both sunlight and egress in those directions, but the open roof makes Floyd | it quite sunny in here. A bronze sundial in the center of the room is Floyd | the most impressive thing in sight, but there's also an ordinary table Floyd | against one wall. It's also true that the gazebo is hovering about a Floyd | meter off the ground without any apparent supports, but that's no big Floyd | deal, right? Floyd | The gazebo rises and rises and you continue to stare through the Floyd | lattices in astonishment. Finally, when it has reached a height of Floyd | three or four meters, it halts. There is still nothing holding it up, Floyd | as far as you can tell. Luckily, someone seems to have attached a rope Floyd | ladder to the bottom of the door-way at some point, and you can get Floyd | down that way. Much safer than jumping, which seems to be your only Floyd | alternative. Meanwhile, of course, the upward motion of the gazebo Floyd | also affects its shadow, which is now such that the shadow of the Floyd | gazebo falls between the second and third rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | You exit the gazebo (climbing down the rope ladder). Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo (currently floating above the ground), its shadow providing Floyd | perhaps the only real shade in the area. A muddy streak slashes Floyd | through the field north-south, where the water used to be. A wide Floyd | white plank allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Sticking Floyd | out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control panel and joystick built Floyd | into its side. Floyd | You see a small fly, a grenade pin, an apple, and a thorny rake Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I wanted to see if the top of the gazebo was accessible." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x shadow" | ||||
Floyd | The gazebo's shadow is not especially interesting, nor unique as Floyd | shadows go. Right now, the position of the sun is such that the shadow Floyd | of the gazebo falls between the second and third rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky asks, "go up into the gazebo, then up again?" | |||
| Taleslinger arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x rocks" | ||||
Floyd | They're your basic large, gray chunks of rock. There's about six in Floyd | the field, arranged in a rough three-quarter circle around around the Floyd | gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "yeah, that idea didn't work" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x panel" | ||||
Floyd | A control panel, set into a pillar which juts from the ground. The Floyd | panel is very simple: it contains only a joystick (which can be pulled Floyd | left or pushed right), and a status meter. The status meter currently Floyd | has 3 blocks filled out of eleven. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull lever" | ||||
Floyd | You pull the joystick to the left. Floyd | One block disappears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the second rock is in the shade from the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x first rock" | ||||
Floyd | The first boulder, going clockwise around the arc. Totally like all Floyd | the others. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x second rock" | ||||
Floyd | The second boulder, going clockwise around the arc. Totally like all Floyd | the others. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x third rock" | ||||
Floyd | The third boulder, going clockwise around the arc. Totally like all Floyd | the others. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fourth rock" | ||||
Floyd | The fourth boulder, going clockwise around the arc. Totally like all Floyd | the others. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x fifth rock" | ||||
Floyd | The fifth boulder, going clockwise around the arc. Totally like all Floyd | the others. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x sixth rock" | ||||
Floyd | The sixth boulder, going clockwise around the arc. Totally like all Floyd | the others. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I imagine one rock will be different, but it seems a little unsporting for the rocks to claim they are all the same if that is the case" | |||
| Gunther says (to Floyd), "rock around the clock" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "clock". Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hm. I disbelieve that they're all the same." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under first rock" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing under the first boulder. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under second rock" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing under the second boulder. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "x seventh rock" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "seventh". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under third rock" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing under the third boulder. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under fourth rock" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing under the fourth boulder. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under fifth rock" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing under the fifth boulder. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under sixth rock" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing under the sixth boulder. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "well, there's only 11 positions. One must be specialer than the others." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull lever" | ||||
Floyd | You pull the joystick to the left. Floyd | One block disappears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the shadow of the gazebo falls between the first and second rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "one of these positions is not like the others, one of these positions just isn't the same" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull lever" | ||||
Floyd | You pull the joystick to the left. Floyd | One block disappears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the first rock is in the shade from the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x meter" | ||||
Floyd | A control panel, set into a pillar which juts from the ground. The Floyd | panel is very simple: it contains only a joystick (which can be pulled Floyd | left or pushed right), and a status meter. The status meter currently Floyd | has 0 blocks filled out of eleven. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull lever" | ||||
Floyd | You pull the joystick to the left. Floyd | The status bar fails to change, and nothing seems to happen. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push it" | ||||
Floyd | You push the joystick to the right. Floyd | One new block appears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the shadow of the gazebo falls between the first and second rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push it" | ||||
Floyd | You push the joystick to the right. Floyd | One new block appears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the second rock is in the shade from the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push it" | ||||
Floyd | You push the joystick to the right. Floyd | One new block appears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the shadow of the gazebo falls between the second and third rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push it" | ||||
Floyd | You push the joystick to the right. Floyd | One new block appears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the third rock is in the shade from the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x meter" | ||||
Floyd | A control panel, set into a pillar which juts from the ground. The Floyd | panel is very simple: it contains only a joystick (which can be pulled Floyd | left or pushed right), and a status meter. The status meter currently Floyd | has 4 blocks filled out of eleven. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| Lucea is gonna get back baby bad balls to you, love, cretin. | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push lever" | ||||
Floyd | You push the joystick to the right. Floyd | One new block appears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the shadow of the gazebo falls between the third and fourth rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | You push the joystick to the right. Floyd | One new block appears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the fourth rock is in the shade from the gazebo. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | You push the joystick to the right. Floyd | One new block appears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the shadow of the gazebo falls between the fourth and fifth rocks. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "g" | ||||
Floyd | You push the joystick to the right. Floyd | One new block appears on the status bar. Again, there is the peculiar Floyd | sight of shifting shadows as the sun moves across the sky. Floyd | Now the fifth rock is in the shade from the gazebo. Floyd | The boulder seems to tremble for an instant as the shadow falls on Floyd | it. You are almost ready to dismiss it as your imagination when it Floyd | happens again. With ponderous slowness, the boulder rolls slightly to Floyd | one side, then to the other. Then it starts to lift into the air, Floyd | perhaps an inch. You gape. It continues to rock back and forth and Floyd | raise up until it is several inches off the ground. You collect your Floyd | wits and walk over to look closer, only to realize what it is. A head Floyd | pops out of the rock and regards you quizzically. This must be the Floyd | *biggest* turtle you will ever see in your entire life. Floyd | Possibly annoyed about its missing sunlight, the turtle slowly Floyd | shambles out of the field to the west. Underneath where it lay is a Floyd | ring of dead grass, and in the center, a large hole leads downwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||||
Floyd | The hole's sides are smooth, but there are indentations in the side to Floyd | allow you to climb down. It's neither a terribly dark nor a terribly Floyd | deep hole, but it's fairly wide and roomy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "SAVE" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "cf9" | ||||
Floyd | File to save game in > Floyd | Saved. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" | ||||
Floyd | You have a music box, a sun-bleached skull, a piece of paper, a small Floyd | remote, a golden chain with sphere, six ordinary metal studs, and a Floyd | small black magnet. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "I think if you look in the desert the turtle is there now" | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x turtle" | ||||
Floyd | Which turtle do you mean, the weather vane, or the enormous turtle? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x enormous" | ||||
Floyd | The turtle isn't here. It shambled off to the west, and vanished Floyd | (presumably into the desert). Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk forwards, and again feel the sensation of the ground Floyd | vanishing. A blast of sweltering heat welcomes you to the desert one Floyd | more time. Floyd | Floyd | A burning desert Floyd | Just looking at the scorched and blasted terrain is enough to make Floyd | you gasp for water. The sun beats down all around with no hope of Floyd | shade or any other respite, and there are no land-marks in sight in any Floyd | direction. Floyd | The turtle is snoozing in the warm sun. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x turtle" | ||||
Floyd | The large turtle is basking happily in the sun. With all its limbs Floyd | retracted, it is almost indistinguishable from a boulder. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | There are no more visions left for you. The desert sun is hot and Floyd | painful. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You stagger on ahead, baking in the sun. Finally, you must stop to Floyd | breathe. Taking a look behind yourself, it is hard to tell that you Floyd | have moved at all. Already, the hot desert breeze is erasing the signs Floyd | of your passage. Floyd | Floyd | Abruptly, the desert air seems to swirl around you. You blink your Floyd | eyes, and when they open again, you're back where you came here from: Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo (currently floating above the ground), its shadow providing Floyd | perhaps the only real shade in the area. A muddy streak slashes Floyd | through the field north-south, where the water used to be. A wide Floyd | white plank allows you to cross from one bank to the other. One of the Floyd | boulders has vanished, and a hole gapes where it used to be. Sticking Floyd | out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control panel and joystick built Floyd | into its side. Floyd | You see a small fly, a grenade pin, an apple, and a thorny rake Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | You climb down into the hole. Floyd | Floyd | Inside the hole Floyd | This hole is fairly roomy, and about ten feet deep. Foot-holes in Floyd | the side allow you to climb up into the sunlight. The floor is dirty, Floyd | but there seems to be something shining beneath the dust. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x dust" | ||||
Floyd | I don't know the word "dust". Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||||
Floyd | Bending down to examine the floor reveals it to actually be a giant Floyd | mirror, covered in years of dust. The mirror's surface is obscured by Floyd | grime. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "clean mirror" | ||||
Floyd | You set to work cleaning the thing, wiping dust and grime away as best Floyd | you can with your shirt-tails. By the time you're sweating from the Floyd | effort, the mirror is fairly clean. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | People used to use the mirror to foretell the future. That always Floyd | seemed sort of odd. What the mirror actually does is reflect the one Floyd | who views it, so isn't it far more truthful to have the mirror reflect Floyd | ... the past? At least for this mirror, that seems to be true. Floyd | Images begin to drift across the screen, like smoke rising from a fire, Floyd | like clouds floating across the sky, like leaves riding a gentle Floyd | stream-current. Floyd | Floyd | The first memories are pleasant. You see your birthday party from Floyd | age five, surrounded by both your parents and a circle of smiling Floyd | friends . . . Floyd | You see yourself, age six, with your dog Zippy, him barking madly and Floyd | running in circles around tiny you as you throw sticks for him to fetch Floyd | . . . Floyd | There are other easy memories that come to mind, before the pictures Floyd | turn darker. Floyd | You see yourself cradling Zippy's broken and bloody body, crying into Floyd | the dark night on an empty street . . . Floyd | You see yourself, age seven, wailing because it is your birthday and Floyd | your dad hasn't called for a year now . . . Floyd | You see your mom staggering around the house, blind drunk, cursing and Floyd | stumbling, and you hiding in the corner terrified . . . Floyd | "These aren't *my* fault!" you think, "The invaders, it's all their Floyd | work. How could they have ruined my life like this? What did I do to Floyd | deserve my shitty life?" Floyd | Then that excuse is torn away as the pictures in the mirror shift Floyd | again. Floyd | Now you see yourself in high school, sitting at a desk. Someone comes Floyd | over to ask you a question and you turn your face away with a scowl. Floyd | He retreats, a hurt expression on his face. Floyd | And another scene, your senior year, someone asks you to the prom. Floyd | Incredulous, you refuse, sure it's just a cruel joke. Later, of Floyd | course, you found out they had been deeply in love with you, but by Floyd | then it was too late. Too late . . . Floyd | College, this time, and more of the same. In all your classes, people Floyd | try to reach out and are rebuffed. You stagger through a year, and Floyd | then another, spurning all attempts at friendship. You flirt with Floyd | alcohol and drugs for a while, finding solace there through a numbed Floyd | mind, but eventually even those pale. Floyd | Floyd | You stare at each of the memories as they flow across the face of Floyd | the mirror. Each one pains you, and it is a dual pain: pain from Floyd | recalling the emotions, and the pain of realization, the pain as you Floyd | see your mistakes for what they are. More and more images go past, Floyd | each one a scene from your life. Finally, you see the thing that drove Floyd | you to the cliff-top, that night in your dorm when you cried out that Floyd | no one loved you, no one in the world. Floyd | Perhaps for the same reasons and perhaps for others too, the scene Floyd | brings you to tears one more time. You lift your hand to your eye, and Floyd | a single tear-drop tumbles down. It glitters in a beam of sunlight as Floyd | it falls oh-so-slowly, and splashes onto the mirror. The mirror's Floyd | surface ripples like water, and the pictures dissolve. They are Floyd | replaced by a black backdrop of star- spangled night, and Daniel's Floyd | face. Floyd | "Yes," says Daniel softly, "Yes. You see it now. Though you Floyd | suffered in life, it was not all of others' doing. You are ready for Floyd | rebirth now, Phoenix. Fly." He pauses for a minute and draws a shaky Floyd | breath. "You may turn the portal on now. It is time for you to go Floyd | home." Daniel's image vanishes. Floyd | Floyd | Home? It has been too long since the word meant anything to you. Floyd | Still, he is right. It is time to go home. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||||
Floyd | The mirror now only shows a reflection of the clouds above you, Floyd | drifting slowly across a blue sky. (Oh, and you can also see yourself, Floyd | upside-down.) Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch touchpad" | ||||
Floyd | A mechanical voice crackles out of nowhere. "Portal engaged." Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||||
Floyd | Inside the hole Floyd | This hole is fairly roomy, and about ten feet deep. Foot-holes in Floyd | the side allow you to climb up into the sunlight. Covering the entire Floyd | floor is a newly cleaned mirror, brightly polished. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch mirror" | ||||
Floyd | The mirror feels exactly like a mirror, and yields about as much as a Floyd | rock. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under it" | ||||
Floyd | There's nothing under the polished mirror. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take it" | ||||
Floyd | You can't have the polished mirror. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "u" | ||||
Floyd | You climb up and out of the hole. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo (currently floating above the ground), its shadow providing Floyd | perhaps the only real shade in the area. A muddy streak slashes Floyd | through the field north-south, where the water used to be. A wide Floyd | white plank allows you to cross from one bank to the other. One of the Floyd | boulders has vanished, and a hole gapes where it used to be. Sticking Floyd | out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control panel and joystick built Floyd | into its side. Floyd | You see a small fly, a grenade pin, an apple, and a thorny rake Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | > | inky says, "ok, then I dunno what the portal does" | |||
| DavidW says, "well the portal's engaged. Somewhere." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk for a minute or two, only to feel the ground beginning to slip Floyd | away. You take a hasty step backwards. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "n" | ||||
Floyd | You walk until you enter a garden. Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautiful garden, bounded by brick walls to the north and west. Floyd | Alas, the stream that flowed once is no longer here, and the dragon's Floyd | head fountain no longer spouts water. The bushes and flowers remain, Floyd | but they droop sadly around the muddy ditch where the stream was. Floyd | The hedge beasts are slowly uncurling their leaves and branches as Floyd | they prepare to stand. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk east until you are in the field again. Floyd | Floyd | A grassy field, by an apple tree Floyd | This is a field of lush green grass. In the center of the field, an Floyd | apple tree grows. Its branches are hung with ripe red apples. Floyd | Scattered flowers wink at you from the grass, as the sun shines Floyd | brightly overhead. A muddy ditch lies where the stream used to be. A Floyd | small foot-bridge allows you to cross from one bank to the other. Floyd | You see a large wicker bird cage and a heavy stone here. The large Floyd | wicker bird cage seems to contain the robin and some scraps of paper. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "w" | ||||
Floyd | You walk along the banks, where the stream used to be, for a time. Floyd | Floyd | In a garden Floyd | A beautiful garden, bounded by brick walls to the north and west. Floyd | Alas, the stream that flowed once is no longer here, and the dragon's Floyd | head fountain no longer spouts water. The bushes and flowers remain, Floyd | but they droop sadly around the muddy ditch where the stream was. Floyd | The hedge beasts are slowly uncurling their leaves and branches as Floyd | they prepare to stand. Floyd | Slowly, the hedge beasts begin work again. One reaches under a bush to Floyd | retrieve the gardening tools, only to find some are not there. The Floyd | hedge beasts rustle confusedly for a bit, and then begin work anyway. Floyd | Soon they are doing their best to tend the garden tool-lessly. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | You follow the brook's path out of the garden, and into a field. Floyd | Floyd | An open field Floyd | This is an open field, with a few boulders and the like scattered Floyd | about. In the center of the field, someone has constructed a white Floyd | gazebo (currently floating above the ground), its shadow providing Floyd | perhaps the only real shade in the area. A muddy streak slashes Floyd | through the field north-south, where the water used to be. A wide Floyd | white plank allows you to cross from one bank to the other. One of the Floyd | boulders has vanished, and a hole gapes where it used to be. Sticking Floyd | out of the ground is a stone pillar, a control panel and joystick built Floyd | into its side. Floyd | You see a small fly, a grenade pin, an apple, and a thorny rake Floyd | here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "s" | ||||
Floyd | Walking south eventually takes you to a rocky cliff-top. Floyd | Floyd | Cliff top Floyd | The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing Floyd | between cracks in the rocks. The stream that flowed here once no Floyd | longer does, and the cliff-face looks quite bare without the waterfall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You walk out to the very edge of the cliff, and look down at the steep Floyd | drop-off below. The wind tugs at you playfully up here, making you Floyd | vaguely nervous. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "d" | ||||
Floyd | You climb down the cliff. Floyd | Floyd | Climbing the cliff Floyd | You are climbing on the rocky cliff face. The waterfall is no Floyd | longer here, but the rocks are still a bit damp. Below you are Floyd | scattered rocks and such, and scattered tufts of grass. Nearby, a Floyd | small cave leads into the cliff and darkness. Floating in mid-air, Floyd | there is a glowing purple portal. It crackles with energy. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "there is it" | |||
| inky says, "ah" | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x portal" | ||||
Floyd | The portal crackles with blue-violet energies. Just being near it Floyd | makes your skin tingle, and all the little hairs on your arms stand up. Floyd | It looks to be about seven feet across. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter portal" | ||||
Floyd | You can't safely reach the portal from here, and there's no good Floyd | surface to jump off. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "guess we need the glider again." | |||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "in" | ||||
Floyd | You cautiously enter the cave. Floyd | Floyd | Small cave Floyd | It's not as dark in here as it looks from the outside. Some Floyd | sunlight still filters into the cave to illuminate the (stone) floor. Floyd | The exit is east. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pull knob" | ||||
Floyd | You give the knob a tug. It sticks for a second, and then slides out a Floyd | short distance. Almost immediately afterwards, the wall in front of Floyd | you opens, the floor tilts, and you tumble forwards into darkness . . Floyd | . Floyd | Floyd | Control Central Floyd | Well, if you've ever wondered what was going on, you seem to have Floyd | found the place where whatever it is that is going on happens. Lots of Floyd | machines are scattered around the room, some making endearing bleeping Floyd | noises. Most of these are safely sealed behind glass. A small padded Floyd | chair sits in the center of the room, facing a large viewscreen. Floyd | You see a hang-glider here. Sitting on the comfy chair you see a Floyd | handwritten note. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "take glider" | ||||
Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "turn black dial to 6" | ||||
Floyd | Okay, it's now turned to 6. Dials on the machines spin, and a light Floyd | blinks off, then on again. The picture changes. Floyd | The viewscreen is quite large, taking up most of one wall. Currently, Floyd | it's showing a familiar scene: Cliff top, at the edge Floyd | The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing Floyd | between cracks in the rocks. The stream that flowed here once no Floyd | longer does, and the cliff-face looks quite bare without the waterfall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wear glider" | ||||
Floyd | You grab hold of the glider bar and adjust your position on it. You're Floyd | ready to fly! Okay, you're now wearing the hang-glider. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "touch viewscreen" | ||||
Floyd | You touch the screen, and are abruptly elsewhere. Floyd | Floyd | Cliff top, at the edge Floyd | The area is fairly rocky here, with scattered grasses growing Floyd | between cracks in the rocks. The stream that flowed here once no Floyd | longer does, and the cliff-face looks quite bare without the waterfall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "e" | ||||
Floyd | You step off the cliff ... Floyd | And soar into the air. The transition from land to sky is a bit Floyd | tricky, but you get the hang of it fast. You're still dropping in Floyd | altitude, though. (Of course, compared to how fast you'd be dropping Floyd | without a hang-glider, you're doing great.) Floyd | Floyd | Flying near cliff Floyd | You are flying near the bare clifftop. It looks quite strange Floyd | without the pounding waters. Small scraggly mosses and surround a Floyd | small cave entrance, and down below you can see piles of jagged rocks Floyd | on the ground. Floating in mid-air, there is a glowing purple portal. Floyd | It crackles with energy. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "enter portal" | ||||
Floyd | You angle the glider towards the portal. It seems to hum and swirl Floyd | at a higher and higher pitch the closer you get to it. The portal Floyd | starts to pulse, very softly. You fly closer, suddenly realizing the Floyd | portal isn't nearly big enough to fit the wings of the glider, but also Floyd | realizing it's far too late to turn back now. Floyd | Then you are inside the portal. You are in a sea of endless violet Floyd | for a little while, surrounded by voices: your father's, your Floyd | mother's, Daniel's, yours -- you even fancy you can hear a dog yipping Floyd | in the background. You smile to yourself, feeling peace like you have Floyd | not known in years. Finally, you emerge out the other side, into the Floyd | hot sun of noon-time in the desert. Floyd | Floyd | Now you are falling again, off the same cliff that you left . . . Floyd | could it have really been just a day before? But this time you are Floyd | ready. You spread your wings out and -- in a burst of flames -- Floyd | Phoenix soars skywards. Floyd | Floyd | Your past is behind you, your present surrounds you, and the future Floyd | is wide, wide open. Congratulations, Phoenix. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | THE END Floyd | Floyd | You may restore a saved game, start over, quit, show your score for Floyd | this game, or see the help menu. Floyd | Please enter RESTORE, RESTART, QUIT, SCORE, or HELP: > | DavidW says, "tada!" | |||
| inky says, "hooray" | ||||
| DavidW says, "Somehow, I managed to usurp the game again. Bad me." | ||||
| Gunther remains an influential language in "key algorithmic techniques such as recursion and condescension." | DavidW says, "Fun game, though." | |||
| Ellison says, "woo" | ||||
| Ellison says, "I forgot there was so much to that endgame" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I have no idea what that green dial does, though, from this playthrough." | ||||
| Lucea arrives, ready to play with the toys. | inky says, "yeah, that is a thing that hardly anyone works out" | |||
| inky says, "it controls how long the hedge beasts sleep or work for" | ||||
| DavidW says, "ah." | ||||
| DavidW asks, "Green for hedges, eh?" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I suppose there's all sorts of little easter eggs in the game. Questioning Daniel. Riding the turtle. Digging holes everywhere. Using the grenade unwisely." | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "amusing" | ||||
Floyd | Please enter RESTORE, RESTART, QUIT, SCORE, or HELP: > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says, "you probably can't ride the turtle" | ||||
| DavidW says, "aw" | ||||
| inky says, "I seem to recall doing a reasonable amount to support the grenade" | ||||
| DavidW asks, "But if we were an elephant, could we ride it then?" | ||||
| inky says, "ha ha" | ||||
| inky says, "if only I were an elephant" | ||||
| Ellison says, "heh" | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "help" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Help menu Floyd | Help on the following subjects are available: Floyd | [More subjects become available upon completion of game] Floyd | Floyd | 1. Licensing and distributing this game, and other legal stuff Floyd | 2. How to play this game Floyd | 3. About this game Floyd | 4. How score is handled Floyd | 5. Credits and Thanks Floyd | 6. Plug for TADS and the interactive fiction FTP archive Floyd | 7. The various system/meta commands Floyd | 8. Notes on game options and the file i/o Floyd | 9. "Help! I'm stuck! I need a hint!" Floyd | 10. "I've won! What next?" Floyd | Q. Exit from menu Floyd | Floyd | Enter choice: | ||||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "10" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | Well, well, you've finished the game. Good going. Here are some Floyd | interesting/fun things to check out in the game, if you haven't Floyd | already. Most of these are unnecessary for completion of the game, but Floyd | are amusing to do: Floyd | * Try and get 100% of the minor goals done. Floyd | * Be in different places on the gazebo as it flies up. Floyd | * Tease the hedge beasts. They're pretty smart, and hopefully Floyd | they'll notice if you have their tools, or if their tools are on the Floyd | ground. Speaking of which, have you tried taking the tools from under Floyd | the bushes as the hedge beasts are waking? Floyd | * Figure out what the green dial on the remote does. Floyd | * The spade and rake can't actually be used for digging or raking, Floyd | but there's cute messages for why not. Floyd | * You can pick the flowers in the startroom. They're useless, but Floyd | look kinda nice :) Floyd | * There's about a half-dozen visions to look at in the desert. Floyd | Also, there's a rather mysterious object there. (Daniel hints at its Floyd | function, perhaps.) Floyd | * Speaking of whom ... Daniel doesn't respond to a lot, but he Floyd | knows a few things. You can show him the note, among other things, and Floyd | ask him about the following: himself, the apple tree, the hedge Floyd | beasts, the robin, your father, the invaders, yourself, phoenix, Floyd | returning home, God, the angels (or refer by name), the gazebo, Polly, Floyd | Zippy, the desert, the sun, the sundial, the brook, the note, "here", Floyd | and the glass bottle. Floyd | * The apple tree knows somewhat less. You can ask him to give you Floyd | the glider or the apples, and ask him about: the apples, himself, the Floyd | glider, the brook, the sun, his problem, the robin, climbing, the hedge Floyd | beasts, and the hedges. He also has a certain amount of responses when Floyd | you do things involving the robin (try throwing things at the robin, Floyd | for instance). Floyd | Hopefully that's enough to get you interested. There's lots more to Floyd | see here. Most of the Cool Stuff (tm) is unnecessary to winning the Floyd | game (the hedge beasts, for example), but it's fun to write. (Not fun Floyd | to debug though!) Welcome to my world. Now that you've got the Floyd | important stuff done, feel free to look at the odds and ends left over. Floyd | Floyd | Please enter RESTORE, RESTART, QUIT, SCORE, or HELP: > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "q" | ||||
Floyd | Please enter RESTORE, RESTART, QUIT, SCORE, or HELP: > | ||||
| inky says (to Floyd), "score" | ||||
Floyd | Floyd | You played for 591 turns. In that time, you accomplished all the major Floyd | goals! Good job! This meant: Floyd | Having a snack Floyd | Luring the robin from the tree Floyd | Obtaining a hang-glider Floyd | Using the hang-glider Floyd | Landing a glider, more or less Floyd | Distracting the spider Floyd | Entering a state of altered conciousness Floyd | Finding Daniel Floyd | Talking to Daniel Floyd | Seeing your father, one last time Floyd | Stopping the water Floyd | Moving the sun Floyd | Making the sundial work Floyd | Raising a gazebo Floyd | Convincing a turtle to sun-bathe elsewhere Floyd | Reflecting on your life Floyd | Summoning a portal Floyd | Flying into a portal Floyd | Floyd | You also accomplished 18 of the minor goals (94% of the total number), Floyd | namely: Floyd | Seeing visions in the desert Floyd | Doing a bit of origami Floyd | Seeing the hedge beasts Floyd | Keeping the robin out of the tree Floyd | Reading a note Floyd | Reading words in an unexpected place Floyd | Getting the mushroom Floyd | Seeing a hallucination of yourself Floyd | Hallucinating Zippy Floyd | Hallucinating Polly Floyd | Assembling an arch Floyd | Finding Control Central Floyd | Reading another note Floyd | Repairing the piping system Floyd | Discovering some gardening tools Floyd | Getting your hooks onto a necklace Floyd | Removing some studs Floyd | Seeing the light Floyd | Floyd | Plus, of course, you WON. Floyd | Floyd | Please enter RESTORE, RESTART, QUIT, SCORE, or HELP: > | inky says, "hmm" | |||
| inky says, "I wonder what the minor goals were that we missed" | ||||
| inky says, "probably just one" | ||||
| inky says, "also, see, I knew the hedge beasts were supposed to notice if you were carrying their stuff" | ||||
| inky says, "maybe they only notice if you're carrying all of it" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I suppose figuring out what the skull's about might be a minor goal." | ||||
| inky says, "maybe" | ||||
| inky says, "I think the implication is that it's an alien skull" | ||||
| DavidW says, "well, yay us. I think we're done, unless people want to experiment a little." | ||||
| inky says, "awesome" | ||||
| inky asks, "what are we playing next week?" | ||||
| Ellison says, "um, would it be OUT OF HAND to play First Things First? I've been meaning to replay that lately" | ||||
| DavidW says, "We've announced the next two games already." | ||||
| Ellison says, "ah, ok" | ||||
| DavidW says, "It's Sam Fortune - Private Investigator next week." | ||||
| inky says, "oh right" | ||||
| DavidW says, "I should post a bb message about that." | ||||
| inky says, "I wonder how many hours FTF is" | ||||
| DavidW asks (of inky), "Subjective or real-time hours?" | ||||
| Ellison says, "I don't remember it being especially complex but there's a fair amount of rooms to try stuff out with" | ||||
| DavidW says, "well, we'd want to skip the stuff above the ____." | ||||
| DavidW says, "I think FTF is at least a four hour game minimum, probably longer." | ||||
| Ellison says, "yeah, probably" | ||||
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