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Like ClubFloyd, the idea behind NightFloyd is that a group of people meet online to cooperatively play a game of interactive fiction.
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NightFloyd Transcript:
Like ClubFloyd, the idea behind NightFloyd is that a group of people meet online to cooperatively play a game of interactive fiction.
To skip directly to a particular game, click on its title: |
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ToyShop & Floyditorium
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#ClubFloyd Discussion
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| Zach says (to Floyd), "load sleepmask ponderances" | ||
Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd ] Ponderance (noun) Floyd ] Floyd ] Weight; Gravity; Consequence. Floyd ] Floyd ] Floyd | | ||
| Zach pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/1 Floyd | Ponderances Floyd | An Interactive Fiction by Roadcrosser Floyd | Release 2 / Serial number 140526 / Inform 7 build 6L02 (I6/v6.33 lib Floyd | 6/12N) Floyd | Floyd | White Cube Floyd | This room surrounds you with white foam boards, each three metres long Floyd | and three metres wide. It is rather hot in here. Floyd | Floyd | A panel is located on the south wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/2 Floyd | Floyd | > X ME Floyd | Floyd | Without a mirror, you can't get a good look at yourself Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/3 Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | You feel mildly warm. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle asks, "is someone driving or free for all?" | |
| DavidW says, "Free for all, I think." | ||
| Zach says, "Yeah" | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "x panel" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/4 Floyd | Floyd | > X PANEL Floyd | Floyd | The panel is small and rectangular, attached firmly to the wall. It Floyd | has red and blue buttons on it's face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x blue button" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/5 Floyd | Floyd | > X BLUE BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | The blue button has an image of a snowflake on it, as well as being Floyd | blue. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "x red button" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/6 Floyd | Floyd | > X RED BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | The red button has an image of a flame on it, as well as being red. Floyd | Floyd | You start to sweat in the sweltering heat. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle asks, "blue?" | |
| Zach says (to Floyd), "press blue button" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/7 Floyd | Floyd | > PRESS BLUE BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | As you push the blue button, sparks fly out, jolting you backwards Floyd | against the northen wall, knocking you out. The panel may be damaged. Floyd | You should see if it broke or something. Floyd | When you come to, you feel a cool gust of air hitting you in the face. Floyd | You feel relieved. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x panel" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/8 Floyd | Floyd | > X PANEL Floyd | Floyd | The panel is small and rectangular. It has black burn marks all over Floyd | it's face. It sticks out a bit from the wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/9 Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | White Cube Floyd | This room surrounds you with white foam boards, each three metres long Floyd | and three metres wide. After enduring the heat earlier, the coolness Floyd | of the room makes you feel relieved. Floyd | Floyd | A panel is located on the south wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | Zach says, "There's nothing like a good electric shock to make you relieved" | |
| Ghogg arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | diggle says, "na, that was temprature control, I think." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "press panel" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/10 Floyd | Floyd | > PRESS PANEL Floyd | Floyd | Nothing obvious happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "push panel" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/11 Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH PANEL Floyd | Floyd | Nothing obvious happens. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "open panel" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/12 Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN PANEL Floyd | Floyd | It isn't something you can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x wall" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/13 Floyd | Floyd | > X WALL Floyd | Floyd | White foam makes up the walls, ceiling and floor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "x red button" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/14 Floyd | Floyd | > X RED BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | The red button has an image of a flame on it, as well as being red. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "tear wall" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/14 Floyd | Floyd | > TEAR WALL Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "x blue button" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/15 Floyd | Floyd | > X BLUE BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | The blue button has an image of a snowflake on it, as well as being Floyd | blue. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/16 Floyd | Floyd | > X FLOOR Floyd | Floyd | White foam makes up the walls, ceiling and floor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x foam" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/17 Floyd | Floyd | > X FOAM Floyd | Floyd | White foam makes up the walls, ceiling and floor. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search floor" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/18 Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH FLOOR Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search walls" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/18 Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH WALLS Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search wall" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/19 Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH WALL Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search panel" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/20 Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH PANEL Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "press red button" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/21 Floyd | Floyd | > PRESS RED BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | You give the red button a push, but nothing happens. It could have Floyd | something to do with the fact that you broke the panel earlier. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "push blue button" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/22 Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH BLUE BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | You give the blue button a push, but nothing happens. It could have Floyd | something to do with the fact that you broke the panel earlier. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "about" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/22 Floyd | Floyd | > ABOUT Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "repair panel" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/22 Floyd | Floyd | > REPAIR PANEL Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/23 Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | White Cube Floyd | This room surrounds you with white foam boards, each three metres long Floyd | and three metres wide. After enduring the heat earlier, the coolness Floyd | of the room makes you feel relieved. Floyd | Floyd | A panel is located on the south wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x south wall" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/23 Floyd | Floyd | > X SOUTH WALL Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to examine south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x south" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/24 Floyd | Floyd | > X SOUTH Floyd | Floyd | You see nothing unexpected in that direction. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "dance" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/24 Floyd | Floyd | > DANCE Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sing" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/24 Floyd | Floyd | > SING Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/24 Floyd | Floyd | > XYZZY Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x panel" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/25 Floyd | Floyd | > X PANEL Floyd | Floyd | The panel is small and rectangular. It has black burn marks all over Floyd | it's face. It sticks out a bit from the wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x marks" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/25 Floyd | Floyd | > X MARKS Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x burn" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/25 Floyd | Floyd | > X BURN Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "take off pants" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/25 Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE OFF PANTS Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "hmm. Maybe we need to cool the panel itself? but how" | |
| DavidW says, "I think we need to insulate ourselves." | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/26 Floyd | Floyd | > X ME Floyd | Floyd | Without a mirror, you can't get a good look at yourself Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Sorry, still distracted." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/27 Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying nothing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pull panel" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/28 Floyd | Floyd | > PULL PANEL Floyd | Floyd | You pry off the panel from the wall to reveal a hole. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "woo" | |
| Zach says (to Floyd), "x hole" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 0/29 Floyd | Floyd | > X HOLE Floyd | Floyd | Wires stick out of this hole, burnt. It must have ceased function when Floyd | you tried to use it earlier. Floyd | Floyd | In the small hole is a potato. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "huh" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get potato" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 50/30 Floyd | Floyd | > GET POTATO Floyd | Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by fifty points.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x it" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 50/31 Floyd | Floyd | > X IT Floyd | Floyd | A brown tuber with spots. You wonder what it is doing here. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "There's such a thing as a potato battery, popular at science fairs." | |
| diggle says, "oh" | ||
| DavidW says, "I'm guessing, though." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x spots" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 50/31 Floyd | Floyd | > X SPOTS Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look in hole" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 50/32 Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK IN HOLE Floyd | Floyd | The small hole is empty. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 50/31 Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | White Cube Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get potato" | ||
Floyd ] White Cube 50/32 Floyd | Floyd | > GET POTATO Floyd | Floyd | You already have that. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "eat it" | ||
Floyd ] Holodeck 50/33 Floyd | Floyd | > EAT IT Floyd | Floyd | You don't know why, but your psyche is preventing you from eating the Floyd | potato. Floyd | Floyd | The room starts to rumble. Turbulence, perhaps? Floyd | Floyd | Suddenly, the White Cube you are in vanishes to reveal that you were Floyd | in the Holodeck all along. You silently curse at whoever it was who Floyd | put you here, ran the program and turned the safety precautions off. Floyd | You could have died! Floyd | Floyd | Holodeck Floyd | The walls of this room are filled with a yellow grid on a black Floyd | background. This room is used to simulate events using holograms. Floyd | There is a door located north. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "...and it all was just A Dream" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Holodeck 50/34 Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Holodeck Floyd | The walls of this room are filled with a yellow grid on a black Floyd | background. This room is used to simulate events using holograms. Floyd | There is a door located north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x grid" | ||
Floyd ] Holodeck 50/35 Floyd | Floyd | > X GRID Floyd | Floyd | The yellow grid criss-crosses across the whole room. You wonder why Floyd | they chose such a poor design for this room. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd ] Holodeck 50/36 Floyd | Floyd | > I Floyd | Floyd | You are carrying: Floyd | a potato Floyd | Floyd | > | Zach says, "Oh God this is a Voyager episode" | |
| Zach says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2B 50/37 Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2B Floyd | This corridor is one of many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red Floyd | lights are currently blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. Floyd | The corridor continues east. The turbolift is located west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x lights" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2B 50/38 Floyd | Floyd | > X LIGHTS Floyd | Floyd | Red lights. It must signify something, but you do not know what. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2B 50/39 Floyd | Floyd | > LISTEN Floyd | Floyd | You hear nothing unexpected. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/40 Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2C Floyd | This corridor, just like the one you were just on earlier, is one of Floyd | many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red lights are currently Floyd | blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. The corridor Floyd | continues east and west. A set of doors lie north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open doors" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/41 Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN DOORS Floyd | Floyd | The doors on this ship are automatic. They only open while you are Floyd | walking through it. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Darkness 50/42 Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Darkness Floyd | It is pitch black. You are likely to be eaten by a grue. Floyd | Floyd | You remember, however, that the exit is south. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/43 Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2C Floyd | This corridor, just like the one you were just on earlier, is one of Floyd | many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red lights are currently Floyd | blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. The corridor Floyd | continues east and west. A set of doors lie north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/44 Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | You navigate the maze of corridors. It's a wonder that you don't bump Floyd | into anyone. Floyd | Floyd | Shuttle Bay Floyd | This large room is where shuttles are stored, but you can only see a Floyd | small one here at the moment. The door to enter the room lies north, Floyd | while a gigantic door is on the wall east. A pile of tools lie Floyd | discarded in the corner and a lever sticks up from the ground. A power Floyd | infuser is in the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x tools" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/45 Floyd | Floyd | > X TOOLS Floyd | Floyd | A pile of discarded tools. They don't look useful at all. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x lever" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/46 Floyd | Floyd | > X LEVER Floyd | Floyd | (Lever) Floyd | A big lever is built into the floor. Why would anyone in their right Floyd | mind (save for mad scientists) design a room this way? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x power" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/47 Floyd | Floyd | > X POWER Floyd | Floyd | The power infuser is basically just a charger that can power devices. Floyd | It resides in a small hole in the western wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Let's get a super-potato." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "plug potato in power" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/47 Floyd | Floyd | > PLUG POTATO IN POWER Floyd | Floyd | You put the potato in the power infuser and it begins its work. Floyd | Floyd | After a few moments, the potato catches fire! The fire then slowly Floyd | sets the rest of the room on fire, and you along with it. You roast in Floyd | the flames. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 50 out of a possible 50, in 47 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd | command? Floyd | > | diggle says, "or not" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/47 Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Shuttle Bay Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "oops" | |
| Zach says (to Floyd), "pull lever" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/47 Floyd | Floyd | > PULL LEVER Floyd | Floyd | (Lever) Floyd | The giant doors of the shuttle bay open into the deep chill of space. Floyd | It also sucks all the air out, and you along with it. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 50 out of a possible 50, in 47 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd | command? Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/47 Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Shuttle Bay Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "take tools" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/48 Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE TOOLS Floyd | Floyd | You try to pick one up, but find that they are too heavy. What are Floyd | they made of, ununoctium? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x shuttle" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/48 Floyd | Floyd | > X SHUTTLE Floyd | Floyd | Which do you mean, shuttle bay door, the giant shuttle bay door or Floyd | Small Shuttle? Floyd | Floyd | > | Zach says, "no" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "small" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/49 Floyd | Floyd | > SMALL Floyd | Floyd | The shuttle seems rather small. You doubt anyone could stand being in Floyd | there for more than an hour. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "search tools" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/50 Floyd | Floyd | > SEARCH TOOLS Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "enter the shuttle" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter shuttle" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/50 Floyd | Floyd | > ENTER SHUTTLE Floyd | Floyd | Which do you mean, shuttle bay door, the giant shuttle bay door or Floyd | Small Shuttle? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "small" | ||
Floyd ] Small Shuttle 50/51 Floyd | Floyd | > SMALL Floyd | Floyd | You get inside the shuttle. Floyd | Floyd | Small Shuttle Floyd | The shuttle as small as you had thought it would be. A window looks Floyd | out into the shuttle bay, while beneath that is a console. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x console" | ||
Floyd ] Small Shuttle 50/52 Floyd | Floyd | > X CONSOLE Floyd | Floyd | A random (or so you think) assortment of buttons, switches and levers. Floyd | You have no idea what any of them do. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "I guess we need a manual" | |
| DavidW says, "hmph. I was hoping for a better clue." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||
Floyd ] Small Shuttle 50/53 Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | You pull some levers, push some buttons and flip some switches Floyd | randomly. Suddenly, the ship starts to rise! You must have activated Floyd | the autopilot! At long last, you can finally start your epic space Floyd | adventure! Floyd | Floyd | The shuttle abruptly descends and lands back on the ground. It must be Floyd | unable to find a way out of the shuttle bay, what with the giant doors Floyd | being closed and all. If you got them opened, however... Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "if you got them opened, however...you will die" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "eat potato" | ||
Floyd ] Small Shuttle 50/54 Floyd | Floyd | > EAT POTATO Floyd | Floyd | You don't know why, but your psyche is preventing you from eating the Floyd | potato. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "open potato" | ||
Floyd ] Small Shuttle 50/55 Floyd | Floyd | > OPEN POTATO Floyd | Floyd | It isn't something you can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "A spacesuit might help, if there was one." | |
| Zach says, "Still unexplored rooms" | ||
| DavidW says, "are there? I wasn't mapping." | ||
| diggle says, "or if we could somehow counteract the vacume with something" | ||
| DavidW says, "Or delay it." | ||
| diggle says, "yeah, there was a turbolift" | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Small Shuttle 50/56 Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "exit" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/57 Floyd | Floyd | > EXIT Floyd | Floyd | You get out of the shuttle. Floyd | Floyd | Shuttle Bay Floyd | This large room is where shuttles are stored, but you can only see a Floyd | small one here at the moment. The door to enter the room lies north, Floyd | while a gigantic door is on the wall east. A pile of tools lie Floyd | discarded in the corner and a lever sticks up from the ground. A power Floyd | infuser is in the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/58 Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Shuttle Bay Floyd | This large room is where shuttles are stored, but you can only see a Floyd | small one here at the moment. The door to enter the room lies north, Floyd | while a gigantic door is on the wall east. A pile of tools lie Floyd | discarded in the corner and a lever sticks up from the ground. A power Floyd | infuser is in the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Gerynar arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x giant" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/59 Floyd | Floyd | > X GIANT Floyd | Floyd | This rather large door is used to let shuttles in and out of the ship. Floyd | It is currently closed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/60 Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You navigate the maze of corridors. It's a wonder that you don't bump Floyd | into anyone. Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2C Floyd | This corridor, just like the one you were just on earlier, is one of Floyd | many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red lights are currently Floyd | blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. The corridor Floyd | continues east and west. A set of doors lie north. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "turbolift? we can't go north, no light" | |
| Zach says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2B 50/61 Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2B Floyd | This corridor is one of many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red Floyd | lights are currently blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. Floyd | The corridor continues east. The turbolift is located west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Turbolift (on Deck 2) 50/62 Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Turbolift (on Deck 2) Floyd | The cylindrical walls of this glorified tuna can of an elevator greet Floyd | you. You can hear a low humming from the machines that make it work. Floyd | The door you entered in from is east. You can use the turbolift to go Floyd | up or down to different decks on the ship. Floyd | Floyd | A lamp lies on the floor. You wonder who left it here. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "take lamp" | ||
Floyd ] Turbolift (on Deck 2) 50/63 Floyd | Floyd | > TAKE LAMP Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| Zach says (to Floyd), "x lamp" | ||
Floyd ] Turbolift (on Deck 2) 50/64 Floyd | Floyd | > X LAMP Floyd | Floyd | An ordinary lamp. Although where you found it raises some questions. Floyd | Floyd | The lamp is currently switched off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2B 50/65 Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2B Floyd | This corridor is one of many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red Floyd | lights are currently blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. Floyd | The corridor continues east. The turbolift is located west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/66 Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2C Floyd | This corridor, just like the one you were just on earlier, is one of Floyd | many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red lights are currently Floyd | blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. The corridor Floyd | continues east and west. A set of doors lie north. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW asks, "There was a dark room earlier, no?" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on lamp" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/67 Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LAMP Floyd | Floyd | The lamp fails to light up. Maybe it has no power? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/68 Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | You navigate the maze of corridors. It's a wonder that you don't bump Floyd | into anyone. Floyd | Floyd | Shuttle Bay Floyd | This large room is where shuttles are stored, but you can only see a Floyd | small one here at the moment. The door to enter the room lies north, Floyd | while a gigantic door is on the wall east. A pile of tools lie Floyd | discarded in the corner and a lever sticks up from the ground. A power Floyd | infuser is in the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "put lamp in power" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/69 Floyd | Floyd | > PUT LAMP IN POWER Floyd | Floyd | You put the lamp in the power infuser and it begins its work. Floyd | Floyd | After a few moments, a light beep sounds. It looks like the lamp is Floyd | charged! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get lamp" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/70 Floyd | Floyd | > GET LAMP Floyd | Floyd | Taken. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "hurray" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/71 Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | You can't go that way. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on lamp" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/72 Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LAMP Floyd | Floyd | The lamp begins to glow softly Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/73 Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | You navigate the maze of corridors. It's a wonder that you don't bump Floyd | into anyone. Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2C Floyd | This corridor, just like the one you were just on earlier, is one of Floyd | many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red lights are currently Floyd | blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. The corridor Floyd | continues east and west. A set of doors lie north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/74 Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | The living quarters of a crew member. On the table is a communications Floyd | device. On the bed is a book. Standing on the floor is a full length Floyd | mirror. A set of doors lie south, back into the corridors. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x communications" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/75 Floyd | Floyd | > X COMMUNICATIONS Floyd | Floyd | This small, flat, rectangular device has a black sleek exterior and Floyd | rounded corners. It's face is taken up mostly by a screen. Below the Floyd | screen is a circular button with a rounded square on it. It appears to Floyd | be turned off. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/75 Floyd | Floyd | > X MIRROR Floyd | Floyd | You look into the mirror and realise that... Floyd | Floyd | You are a potato! Floyd | Floyd | You explode into a pulp at the realization of this fact. Floyd | Floyd | A voice somewhere says: "Thanks for playing!" Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have turned into mashed potato *** Floyd | Floyd | | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x button" | ||
Floyd | In that game you scored 50 out of a possible 50, in 75 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions Floyd | for AMUSING things to do, QUIT or UNDO the last command? Floyd | > Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/75 Floyd | Floyd | > X BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | Please give one of the answers above. Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions Floyd | for AMUSING things to do, QUIT or UNDO the last command? Floyd | > | Zach says, "Uhh" | |
| diggle says, "heheh" | ||
| DavidW asks, "what the?" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/75 Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x button" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/76 Floyd | Floyd | > X BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | Located below the screen of the communications device, this circular Floyd | button has a rounded square on it's face. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x square" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/76 Floyd | Floyd | > X SQUARE Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/77 Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | You poke the button but nothing happens. Maybe it has to be turned on? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on button" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/78 Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | It isn't something you can switch. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on communications" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/79 Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON COMMUNICATIONS Floyd | Floyd | You wouldn't want to be poking around someone's belongings. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/80 Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | The living quarters of a crew member. On the table is a communications Floyd | device. On the bed is a book. Standing on the floor is a full length Floyd | mirror. A set of doors lie south, back into the corridors. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "Sure we would" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x book" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/81 Floyd | Floyd | > X BOOK Floyd | Floyd | Unfortunately, you realise that you have no idea how to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x bed" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/82 Floyd | Floyd | > X BED Floyd | Floyd | A standard-issue bed. It's not as comfortable as what one would have Floyd | liked, but it'll have to do. A book sits on the bed. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get book" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/83 Floyd | Floyd | > GET BOOK Floyd | Floyd | You wouldn't want to be poking around someone's belongings. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "read book" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/84 Floyd | Floyd | > READ BOOK Floyd | Floyd | Unfortunately, you realise that you have no idea how to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under bed" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/85 Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER BED Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle asks, "hmm..nothing here other then the fact that we can figure out we are a potato?" | |
| Gerynar asks, "whatcha playin'?" | ||
| DavidW says, "I guess not? I hope there's a winning way off the ship." | ||
| DavidW says (to Gerynar), "Ponderances." | ||
| diggle says, "let's go to the turbolift, i guess" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/86 Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2C Floyd | This corridor, just like the one you were just on earlier, is one of Floyd | many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red lights are currently Floyd | blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. The corridor Floyd | continues east and west. A set of doors lie north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn off lamp" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/87 Floyd | Floyd | > TURN OFF LAMP Floyd | Floyd | The lamp goes out Floyd | > | DavidW says, "please do" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2B 50/88 Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2B Floyd | This corridor is one of many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red Floyd | lights are currently blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. Floyd | The corridor continues east. The turbolift is located west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "w" | ||
Floyd ] Turbolift (on Deck 2) 50/89 Floyd | Floyd | > W Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Turbolift (on Deck 2) Floyd | The cylindrical walls of this glorified tuna can of an elevator greet Floyd | you. You can hear a low humming from the machines that make it work. Floyd | The door you entered in from is east. You can use the turbolift to go Floyd | up or down to different decks on the ship. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "d" | ||
Floyd ] Turbolift (on Deck 2) 50/90 Floyd | Floyd | > D Floyd | Floyd | You try to issue the command to the computer, but you find that you Floyd | somehow cannot speak! Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd ] Turbolift (on Deck 2) 50/91 Floyd | Floyd | > U Floyd | Floyd | You try to issue the command to the computer, but you find that you Floyd | somehow cannot speak! Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "..." | |
| DavidW says, "Potatoes can't read or speak, but they can walk around and carry lamps." | ||
| diggle says, "heh" | ||
| Ghogg goes home. | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2B 50/92 Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2B Floyd | This corridor is one of many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red Floyd | lights are currently blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. Floyd | The corridor continues east. The turbolift is located west. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/93 Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2C Floyd | This corridor, just like the one you were just on earlier, is one of Floyd | many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red lights are currently Floyd | blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. The corridor Floyd | continues east and west. A set of doors lie north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on lamp" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/94 Floyd | Floyd | > TURN ON LAMP Floyd | Floyd | The lamp begins to glow softly Floyd | > | DavidW sings Attack of the Killer Potato. | |
| diggle says, "hahaha" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/95 Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | The living quarters of a crew member. On the table is a communications Floyd | device. On the bed is a book. Standing on the floor is a full length Floyd | mirror. A set of doors lie south, back into the corridors. Floyd | Floyd | > | Zach says, "I guess we really are a potato" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/95 Floyd | Floyd | > X FLOOR Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "look under bed" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/96 Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER BED Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "read book" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/97 Floyd | Floyd | > READ BOOK Floyd | Floyd | Unfortunately, you realise that you have no idea how to read. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/98 Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | The living quarters of a crew member. On the table is a communications Floyd | device. On the bed is a book. Standing on the floor is a full length Floyd | mirror. A set of doors lie south, back into the corridors. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "use the lamp on the mirror to reflect the light in such a way that the book is translated into potato-speech" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/98 Floyd | Floyd | > USE THE LAMP ON THE MIRROR TO REFLECT THE LIGHT IN SUCH A WAY THAT Floyd | THE BOOK IS TRANSLATED INTO POTATO-SPEECH Floyd | Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to use the lamp. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "push button" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/99 Floyd | Floyd | > PUSH BUTTON Floyd | Floyd | You poke the button but nothing happens. Maybe it has to be turned on? Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get commmunications" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/99 Floyd | Floyd | > GET COMMMUNICATIONS Floyd | Floyd | You can't see any such thing. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get communications" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/100 Floyd | Floyd | > GET COMMUNICATIONS Floyd | Floyd | You wouldn't want to be poking around someone's belongings. Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "i'm outa ideas" | |
| DavidW says, "Possibly there are different endings like Baked Potato, Mashed Potato, and Potato So Spacey." | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "use communications" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/101 Floyd | Floyd | > USE COMMUNICATIONS Floyd | Floyd | It isn't something you can open. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "lin lmap" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/101 Floyd | Floyd | > LIN LMAP Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l in lamp" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > L IN LAMP Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > X MIRROR Floyd | Floyd | You look into the mirror and realise that... Floyd | Floyd | You are a potato! Floyd | Floyd | You explode into a pulp at the realization of this fact. Floyd | Floyd | A voice somewhere says: "Thanks for playing!" Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have turned into mashed potato *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 50 out of a possible 50, in 102 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions Floyd | for AMUSING things to do, QUIT or UNDO the last command? Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > X ME Floyd | Floyd | You look into the mirror and realise that... Floyd | Floyd | You are a potato! Floyd | Floyd | You explode into a pulp at the realization of this fact. Floyd | Floyd | A voice somewhere says: "Thanks for playing!" Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have turned into mashed potato *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 50 out of a possible 50, in 102 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions Floyd | for AMUSING things to do, QUIT or UNDO the last command? Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "We might read the AMUSING." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > X MIRROR Floyd | Floyd | You look into the mirror and realise that... Floyd | Floyd | You are a potato! Floyd | Floyd | You explode into a pulp at the realization of this fact. Floyd | Floyd | A voice somewhere says: "Thanks for playing!" Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have turned into mashed potato *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 50 out of a possible 50, in 102 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions Floyd | for AMUSING things to do, QUIT or UNDO the last command? Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "amusing" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > AMUSING Floyd | Floyd | Have you tried using the turbolift to go between decks? Floyd | You can refer to the Communications Device as an iPhone. Floyd | Potatoes have eyes but no mouth. Floyd | Have you discovered all five deaths, excluding this one? Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions Floyd | for AMUSING things to do, QUIT or UNDO the last command? Floyd | > | DavidW says, "The spuds are big on the back of Bud's space-rig, and they're from Prince Edward Asteroid." | |
| DavidW says, "We've seen 3 of the 5 endings. The other two are probably doing nothing in the White Room (and baking), and maybe freezing if the temp goes to the other extreme." | ||
| Gerynar asks, "which three have you seen?" | ||
| DavidW says, "(at a guess)" | ||
| diggle gets bored and wanders off to the Toyshop. | ||
| diggle arrives, ready to play with the toys. | diggle says, "stupid internet" | |
| DavidW says, "We got sucked into space, electrocuted ourselved, and spontaneously exploded." | ||
| Gerynar says, "there's another one in the crew quarters (that's the only one I've found when I just played in browser that you don't seem to have mentioned)" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Please give one of the answers above. Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions Floyd | for AMUSING things to do, QUIT or UNDO the last command? Floyd | > | diggle says, "yeah, that's i think when we x me" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/102 Floyd | Floyd | > XYZZY Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "break mirror" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/103 Floyd | Floyd | > BREAK MIRROR Floyd | Floyd | Violence isn't the answer to this one. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/104 Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | The living quarters of a crew member. On the table is a communications Floyd | device. On the bed is a book. Standing on the floor is a full length Floyd | mirror. A set of doors lie south, back into the corridors. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "look under table" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/105 Floyd | Floyd | > LOOK UNDER TABLE Floyd | Floyd | You find nothing of interest. Floyd | Floyd | > | Gerynar says, "go any direction but south" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x device" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/106
Floyd |
Floyd | > X DEVICE
Floyd |
Floyd | This small, flat, rectangular device has a black sleek exterior and
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd | rounded corners. It's face is taken up mostly by a screen. Below the Floyd | screen is a circular button with a rounded square on it. It appears to Floyd | be turned off. Floyd | Floyd | > Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/106 Floyd | Floyd | > N Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You were eaten by a grue *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 50 out of a possible 50, in 106 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd | command? Floyd | > | diggle says, "oh haha" | |
| DavidW says, "huh" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Crew Quarters 50/106 Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Crew Quarters Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle asks, "so there aren't any "win" endings?" | |
| DavidW says, "okay, so I suppose heat death is the 5th." | ||
| DavidW says (to diggle), "It would seem that's correct." | ||
| diggle says, "oh, well. If only we had a machine when detecting light would pull the lever after 5 seconds so we could enter the shuttle and engage the autopilot" | ||
| DavidW says, "It's not for a potato to question why, but only to bake, roast, or fry." | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "s" | ||
Floyd ] Corridor 2C 50/107 Floyd | Floyd | > S Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Corridor 2C Floyd | This corridor, just like the one you were just on earlier, is one of Floyd | many in the giant maze that is this ship. Red lights are currently Floyd | blinking, and a concurrent beeping noise sounds. The corridor Floyd | continues east and west. A set of doors lie north. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/108 Floyd | Floyd | > E Floyd | Floyd | You navigate the maze of corridors. It's a wonder that you don't bump Floyd | into anyone. Floyd | Floyd | Shuttle Bay Floyd | This large room is where shuttles are stored, but you can only see a Floyd | small one here at the moment. The door to enter the room lies north, Floyd | while a gigantic door is on the wall east. A pile of tools lie Floyd | discarded in the corner and a lever sticks up from the ground. A power Floyd | infuser is in the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pull lever then enter shuttle" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/108 Floyd | Floyd | > PULL LEVER THEN ENTER SHUTTLE Floyd | Floyd | (Lever) Floyd | The giant doors of the shuttle bay open into the deep chill of space. Floyd | It also sucks all the air out, and you along with it. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | *** You have died *** Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | In that game you scored 50 out of a possible 50, in 108 turns. Floyd | Floyd | Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last Floyd | command? Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/108 Floyd | Floyd | > UNDO Floyd | Floyd | Shuttle Bay Floyd | [Previous turn undone.] Floyd | Floyd | > | diggle says, "i guess that didn't work" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "about" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/108 Floyd | Floyd | > ABOUT Floyd | Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd | Floyd | > | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/109 Floyd | Floyd | > L Floyd | Floyd | Shuttle Bay Floyd | This large room is where shuttles are stored, but you can only see a Floyd | small one here at the moment. The door to enter the room lies north, Floyd | while a gigantic door is on the wall east. A pile of tools lie Floyd | discarded in the corner and a lever sticks up from the ground. A power Floyd | infuser is in the west wall. Floyd | Floyd | > | DavidW says, "I suggest I upload Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots next; I seem to recall it's a short one. And that we want a robot." | |
| DavidW says, "uploaded as 'reser'" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "quit" | ||
Floyd ] Shuttle Bay 50/109
Floyd |
Floyd | > QUIT
Floyd |
Floyd | Are you sure you want to quit?
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "yes" | ||
Floyd | Are you sure you want to quit?
Floyd | > YES
Floyd | debugcheapnitfol quit with exit status: 0
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| Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "load reser" | ||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
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| diggle says (to Floyd), "about" | ||
Floyd | I wrote this "game" mostly for the sake of learning the Inform
Floyd | programming language. It was coded during the end of January and the
Floyd | beginning of February, 2005. There are 8 ways to end the game. Try to
Floyd | collect them all (without reading the AMUSING)!
Floyd |
Floyd | Comments and criticisms may be directed to: benmullins@gmail.com
Floyd |
Floyd | Special thanks to:
Floyd | Chris Battey (for testing)
Floyd | John Campbell (for testing and programming advice)
Floyd | Michael C. Martin (for more testing and programming advice)
Floyd | Ian Urbina (for testing)
Floyd | Randolph Wang (for coming up with the idea in the first place)
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "huh. 8 endings." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd | A few dents and dings from the previous rounds mar your gleaming blue
Floyd | exterior.
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "ug i'm lagging so much, someone else mite want to do this one" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x red" | ||
Floyd | The red robot is the reigning champ of robotic boxing. No one expected
Floyd | you to hold your own against him, but you're no pushover; you've given
Floyd | him a run for his money.
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit block" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "knock his block off" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit red" | ||
Floyd | You have to wait for the match to start, or else you'll be
Floyd | disqualified.
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x audience" | ||
Floyd | The audience is packed into every available seat in the stadium, with
Floyd | plenty more sitting in the aisles. They're watching you intently, and
Floyd | making quite a commotion.
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | A woman seated behind you yells, "Go Blue! Kill that red bastard!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit red" | ||
Floyd | You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | The red robot lands a vicious uppercut on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit jaw" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit red" | ||
Floyd | You land a spectacular roundhouse on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | The red robot lands a devastating blow on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires
Floyd | additional pummeling! Continue!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "ha ha" | |
| DavidW says, "That's so Pumping." | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pump robot" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "jab robot" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "Pumping is another game." | |
| diggle says, "ah" | ||
| DavidW says, "I'm not sure what to do except 'hit red'." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit red" | ||
Floyd | The red robot parries your blow!
Floyd | You parry the red robot's blow!
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "laughs" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit red" | ||
Floyd | You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | You deal the final blow to the red robot, sending his head flying
Floyd | upwards. You wouldn't think it possible if you couldn't hear it, but
Floyd | the crowd begins to cheer even more loudly than before. The red
Floyd | robot's manager looks on in horror, quickly jumping into the ring to
Floyd | push his client's head back into place.
Floyd |
Floyd | You're quickly ushered out of the arena and to safety as the fans
Floyd | begin to mob the ring. You're taken to a waiting limo. Your manager is
Floyd | already waiting inside, grinning broadly.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Nice work, Blue. I had faith in you the entire time." You try to
Floyd | thank him, but he's too excited to listen. "I just got off the phone
Floyd | with a few contacts of mine -- y'know, in the breakfast gears business
Floyd | and stuff -- and it's lookin' very good for you. I tell you, a match
Floyd | this big, you'll be gettin' the biggest endorsement deal there ever
Floyd | was. We're both going to be rich! Let's go out to celebrate!"
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Your opponent's head has popped up ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 99 out of a possible 100, in 8 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions
Floyd | for AMUSING things to do or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "um..." | |
| DavidW says, "Looks like there's a Last Lousy Point." | ||
| diggle asks, "do you want to restart? or amusing?" | ||
| DavidW says, "restart please." | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| Gerynar has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | DavidW asks, "We can try hitting the audience, hitting ourselves, running away?" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "win" | ||
Floyd | That's the general idea, yes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "loose" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "run" | ||
Floyd | You are attached to the floor of the ring. There is no escape for you.
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "lose, you mean" | |
| diggle says, "heh english is my third language so" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "lose" | ||
Floyd | You make only a token effort to defend yourself, allowing the red
Floyd | robot to pop your head up. It may not be a glorious way to go, but it
Floyd | is profitable. Your manager bet a ton of cash on the red robot, and
Floyd | you'll get your share of it, fair and square. There's a nice sprocket
Floyd | you've had your eyes on for a while, maybe a lube job.
Floyd |
Floyd | On your way out of the stadium, you are stopped by a small child.
Floyd | "Why'd you lose, Blue? You never lose like that. You can't have lost
Floyd | like that."
Floyd |
Floyd | Your ears burn with shame. "Shut up, kid!" you shout. You run to your
Floyd | waiting limo, and seat yourself. When did it even come to this, you
Floyd | think to yourself. I used to be a champ, and now I'm just trash. You
Floyd | bury your face in your hands and sob.
Floyd |
Floyd | *** You have broken a child's heart ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 3 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | [Previous turn undone.]
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "thats two" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "die" | ||
Floyd | Are you sure you want to quit? | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "no" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit audience" | ||
Floyd | You'd better not. Your manager is still making payments on the loan he
Floyd | had to take out to pay the settlement from the last time.
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW asks, "Can we hit ourselves? Hit the crowd? Do anything with the ring? Jump? Xyzzy?" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit me" | ||
Floyd | Violence is the answer to this one, but it's best to direct it
Floyd | appropriately.
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||
Floyd | You close your eyes in deep concentration and intone the magical word
Floyd | XYZZY...
Floyd |
Floyd | You open your eyes and find yourself in a bakery in beautiful Paris!
Floyd | The baker smiles at you and presses something into your palm.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Merci," you say.
Floyd |
Floyd | "De rien," the baker replies.
Floyd |
Floyd | The spell wears off, and you find yourself back in the boxing ring.
Floyd | The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A woman seated behind you yells, "Go Blue! Kill that red bastard!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "plugh" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit me" | ||
Floyd | Violence is the answer to this one, but it's best to direct it
Floyd | appropriately.
Floyd | The red robot lands a vicious uppercut on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "oh, inventory please" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd | You are carrying:
Floyd | a croissant
Floyd | The red robot lands a vicious uppercut on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | As the red robot's fist connects with your face, you feel your head
Floyd | begin to jerk upwards. You don't have long to feel sorry for yourself;
Floyd | you black out shortly afterward.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Your head has popped up ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 7 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "that's 3" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "Try giving the croissant to red." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x croissant" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing.
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "ah" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||
Floyd | You close your eyes in deep concentration and intone the magical word
Floyd | XYZZY...
Floyd |
Floyd | You open your eyes and find yourself in a bakery in beautiful Paris!
Floyd | The baker smiles at you and presses something into your palm.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Merci," you say.
Floyd |
Floyd | "De rien," the baker replies.
Floyd |
Floyd | The spell wears off, and you find yourself back in the boxing ring.
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd | You are carrying:
Floyd | a croissant
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "give croissant to red" | ||
Floyd | He doesn't want it. Has he no respect for the power of croissant?
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | [Previous turn undone.]
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW asks, "eat it?" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "eat croissant?" | ||
Floyd | You are filled with the terrible power of French baked goods!
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.]
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "there we go" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw! Floyd | The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw! Floyd | Floyd | The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves. | DavidW says, "ooh, the LLP" | |
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a vicious uppercut on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A woman seated behind you yells, "Go Blue! Kill that red bastard!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a spectacular roundhouse on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | You deal the final blow to the red robot, sending his head flying
Floyd | upwards. You wouldn't think it possible if you couldn't hear it, but
Floyd | the crowd begins to cheer even more loudly than before. The red
Floyd | robot's manager looks on in horror, quickly jumping into the ring to
Floyd | push his client's head back into place.
Floyd |
Floyd | You're quickly ushered out of the arena and to safety as the fans
Floyd | begin to mob the ring. You're taken to a waiting limo. Your manager is
Floyd | already waiting inside, grinning broadly.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Nice work, Blue. I had faith in you the entire time." You try to
Floyd | thank him, but he's too excited to listen. "I just got off the phone
Floyd | with a few contacts of mine -- y'know, in the breakfast gears business
Floyd | and stuff -- and it's lookin' very good for you. I tell you, a match
Floyd | this big, you'll be gettin' the biggest endorsement deal there ever
Floyd | was. We're both going to be rich! Let's go out to celebrate!"
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Your opponent's head has popped up ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 100 out of a possible 100, in 7 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions
Floyd | for AMUSING things to do or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x ring" | ||
Floyd | That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "g" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires
Floyd | additional pummeling! Continue!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit red" | ||
Floyd | You have to wait for the match to start, or else you'll be
Floyd | disqualified.
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||
Floyd | You close your eyes in deep concentration and intone the magical word
Floyd | XYZZY...
Floyd |
Floyd | You open your eyes and find yourself in a bakery in beautiful Paris!
Floyd | The baker smiles at you and presses something into your palm.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Merci," you say.
Floyd |
Floyd | "De rien," the baker replies.
Floyd |
Floyd | The spell wears off, and you find yourself back in the boxing ring.
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd | You are carrying:
Floyd | a croissant
Floyd | The red robot lands a devastating blow on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "throw croissant at audience" | ||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to throw the croissant.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "throw croissant" | ||
Floyd | You throw the croissant to a young lady in the audience. She is
Floyd | overcome with joy and begins screaming to her friends about her new
Floyd | treasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | Being famous is awesome.
Floyd | You parry the red robot's blow!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | You parry the red robot's blow!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "ha ha" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | The red robot lands a devastating blow on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | The red robot parries your blow!
Floyd | You parry the red robot's blow!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | You deal the final blow to the red robot, sending his head flying
Floyd | upwards. You wouldn't think it possible if you couldn't hear it, but
Floyd | the crowd begins to cheer even more loudly than before. The red
Floyd | robot's manager looks on in horror, quickly jumping into the ring to
Floyd | push his client's head back into place.
Floyd |
Floyd | You're quickly ushered out of the arena and to safety as the fans
Floyd | begin to mob the ring. You're taken to a waiting limo. Your manager is
Floyd | already waiting inside, grinning broadly.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Nice work, Blue. I had faith in you the entire time." You try to
Floyd | thank him, but he's too excited to listen. "I just got off the phone
Floyd | with a few contacts of mine -- y'know, in the breakfast gears business
Floyd | and stuff -- and it's lookin' very good for you. I tell you, a match
Floyd | this big, you'll be gettin' the biggest endorsement deal there ever
Floyd | was. We're both going to be rich! Let's go out to celebrate!"
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Your opponent's head has popped up ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 99 out of a possible 100, in 10 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions
Floyd | for AMUSING things to do or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| ||
| inky arrives, full of fun, but no funk. | diggle says, "hmm me got no more ideas" | |
| DavidW says, "well, we still haven't done eat croissant + hit red many times for a full 100 pts." | ||
| diggle says, "we did, i think" | ||
| DavidW says, "nope" | ||
| diggle says, "Floyd | In that game you scored 100 out of a possible 100, in 7 turns." | ||
| DavidW says, "oh? I didn't see that." | ||
| Doug arrives, full of funk, but no fun. | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | Please give one of the answers above.
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "I wonder if we can hit any specific part of Red." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "plugh" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "plover" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x red" | ||
Floyd | The red robot is the reigning champ of robotic boxing. No one expected
Floyd | you to hold your own against him, but you're no pushover; you've given
Floyd | him a run for his money.
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pummel red" | ||
Floyd | You have to wait for the match to start, or else you'll be
Floyd | disqualified.
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires
Floyd | additional pummeling! Continue!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires
Floyd | additional pummeling! Continue!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit re'ds head" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "nope" | |
| DavidW says, "re'ds isn't a word." | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit chest" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit head" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit arm" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit crotch" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit legs" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "pray" | ||
Floyd | You fall to your knee-equivalents in prayer. "O Lord," you cry,
Floyd | "forgive my sins against you, and save my immortal soul."
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot, overcome by your faith, falls to the floor as well, his
Floyd | eyes filled with tears. "This fighting is wrong! Does it not say in
Floyd | Luke 6:29, 'And unto him that smiteth thee on the one cheek offer also
Floyd | the other; and him that taketh away thy cloak forbid not to take thy
Floyd | coat also'?"
Floyd |
Floyd | Your faith moves the crowd, who all drop to their knees as well and
Floyd | pray for salvation from Jesus Christ. The show of faith and brotherly
Floyd | love causes you to weep openly. You embrace the red robot. "Let's go
Floyd | have a Bible study!" you shout. The crowd roars its agreement.
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Nothing practical results from your prayer ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 5 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "oh heehe" | |
| DavidW says, "try 'sing' next." | ||
| DavidW says, "Or kiss red!" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "undo" | ||
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | [Previous turn undone.]
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "sing" | ||
Floyd | You play a MIDI of "Shave and a Haircut".
Floyd | The red robot lands a devastating blow on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A woman seated behind you yells, "Go Blue! Kill that red bastard!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "kiss red" | ||
Floyd | You think to yourself, this violence is senseless. Why can't blue
Floyd | robot and red robot coexist in harmony? You reach out to embrace your
Floyd | red brother. Unfortunately, it appears he does not share your pacifist
Floyd | views. While you're vulnerable, he pummels you mercilessly.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Your head has popped up ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 6 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | Please give one of the answers above.
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hug robot" | ||
Floyd | You think to yourself, this violence is senseless. Why can't blue
Floyd | robot and red robot coexist in harmony? You reach out to embrace your
Floyd | red brother. Unfortunately, it appears he does not share your pacifist
Floyd | views. While you're vulnerable, he pummels you mercilessly.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Your head has popped up ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 1 turn.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "hmm" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "kick red" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ring" | ||
Floyd | That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x feet" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle asks, "this is a match, right? a "fair" match?" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "cheat" | ||
Floyd | Don't get too hasty.
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| inky says (to Floyd), "hit me" | ||
Floyd | Violence is the answer to this one, but it's best to direct it
Floyd | appropriately.
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "cheat" | ||
Floyd | With a grin, you reach forward and press the red robot's OFF button.
Floyd | You pummel him mercilessly until his head pops up. Your manager
Floyd | assured you that the judges wouldn't be able to tell it from any old
Floyd | knockout, but he was wrong. The judges quickly discover your foul
Floyd | play, and alert the authorities.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** You have been disqualified ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 5 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "haha" | |
| DavidW says, "It's based on a children's toy." | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "give up" | ||
Floyd | (to the red robot)
Floyd | (first taking the up above)
Floyd | That isn't available.
Floyd |
Floyd | A woman seated behind you yells, "Go Blue! Kill that red bastard!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "heh" | |
| DavidW says, "[LINK]" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "throw in the towel" | ||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to throw the inside.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "throw ring" | ||
Floyd | That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "throw match" | ||
Floyd | You make only a token effort to defend yourself, allowing the red
Floyd | robot to pop your head up. It may not be a glorious way to go, but it
Floyd | is profitable. Your manager bet a ton of cash on the red robot, and
Floyd | you'll get your share of it, fair and square. There's a nice sprocket
Floyd | you've had your eyes on for a while, maybe a lube job.
Floyd |
Floyd | On your way out of the stadium, you are stopped by a small child.
Floyd | "Why'd you lose, Blue? You never lose like that. You can't have lost
Floyd | like that."
Floyd |
Floyd | Your ears burn with shame. "Shut up, kid!" you shout. You run to your
Floyd | waiting limo, and seat yourself. When did it even come to this, you
Floyd | think to yourself. I used to be a champ, and now I'm just trash. You
Floyd | bury your face in your hands and sob.
Floyd |
Floyd | *** You have broken a child's heart ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 2 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "That's the same as 'lose'." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "hmm" | |
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "ask red about red" | ||
Floyd | The red robot ignores you completely. How rude.
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "spit" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognise.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle asks, "do robots think of counting sheep?" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "think" | ||
Floyd | You analyze the situation, formulating plans of attack and carefully
Floyd | considering any openings the red robot might give you. While you're
Floyd | doing this, the red robot whacks you in the head.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** You have overanalyzed the situation ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 2 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "heh" | |
| diggle says, "I guess not" | ||
| DavidW says, "I suppose 'wake up' and 'sleep' ought to be tried." | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd | You always make sure you're fully charged before a match.
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "wake" | ||
Floyd | The dreadful truth is, this is not a dream.
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "we got our head thrown off, we threw a head, overanalyzed, broke a child's heart, were forced by god to be a slave, hmm and" | |
| diggle says, "what else" | ||
| DavidW asks, "wait?" | ||
| DavidW asks, "jump?" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "jump" | ||
Floyd | Impossible. Your legs have no joints.
Floyd |
Floyd | A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires
Floyd | additional pummeling! Continue!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "and yeah, the cheat ending" | |
| DavidW says, "Perhaps we can read Amusing now." | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You have to wait for the match to start, or else you'll be
Floyd | disqualified.
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | The red robot lands a devastating blow on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | The red robot parries your blow!
Floyd | The red robot lands a vicious uppercut on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | As the red robot's fist connects with your face, you feel your head
Floyd | begin to jerk upwards. You don't have long to feel sorry for yourself;
Floyd | you black out shortly afterward.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Your head has popped up ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 7 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | Please give one of the answers above.
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "amusing" | ||
Floyd | Please give one of the answers above.
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | A woman seated behind you yells, "Go Blue! Kill that red bastard!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "hit bell" | ||
Floyd | Leave the bell alone.
Floyd |
Floyd | A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires
Floyd | additional pummeling! Continue!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | The red robot parries your blow!
Floyd | The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a spectacular roundhouse on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | You parry the red robot's blow!
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a spectacular roundhouse on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | The audience roars with approval.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | The red robot parries your blow!
Floyd | The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | As the red robot's fist connects with your face, you feel your head
Floyd | begin to jerk upwards. You don't have long to feel sorry for yourself;
Floyd | you black out shortly afterward.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Your head has popped up ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 100, in 8 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "uh" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "restart" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Four rounds have gone by. You and the red robot have remained neck and
Floyd | neck for the lead, with two wins each. The robot that emerges
Floyd | victorious in the fifth round will become Champion of Robotic Boxing,
Floyd | with all the praise and adulation that title implies.
Floyd |
Floyd | Also, you get a pretty sweet endorsement deal from a leading gear
Floyd | manufacturer.
Floyd |
Floyd | The final round is about to begin. Get out there and win!
Floyd |
Floyd | Rock'Em Sock'Em Robots
Floyd | An Interactive Boxing Match
Floyd | by Benjamin Mullins.
Floyd | Release 1 / Serial number 050209 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 SD
Floyd |
Floyd | Round Five
Floyd | You are standing in the ring of one of the greatest robot boxing
Floyd | stadiums in the entire world. Thousands of screaming fans have packed
Floyd | the arena to see your match. It's time for the fight to end it all.
Floyd |
Floyd | The red robot stares at you intently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "xyzzy" | ||
Floyd | You close your eyes in deep concentration and intone the magical word
Floyd | XYZZY...
Floyd |
Floyd | You open your eyes and find yourself in a bakery in beautiful Paris!
Floyd | The baker smiles at you and presses something into your palm.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Merci," you say.
Floyd |
Floyd | "De rien," the baker replies.
Floyd |
Floyd | The spell wears off, and you find yourself back in the boxing ring.
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "eat croissant" | ||
Floyd | You are filled with the terrible power of French baked goods!
Floyd |
Floyd | A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires
Floyd | additional pummeling! Continue!"
Floyd |
Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.]
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The bell rings! The match has started!
Floyd |
Floyd | The crowd screams with pleasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a vicious uppercut on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd | The red robot lands a devastating blow on your jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires
Floyd | additional pummeling! Continue!"
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "hit robot" | ||
Floyd | You land a spectacular roundhouse on the red robot's jaw!
Floyd |
Floyd | You deal the final blow to the red robot, sending his head flying
Floyd | upwards. You wouldn't think it possible if you couldn't hear it, but
Floyd | the crowd begins to cheer even more loudly than before. The red
Floyd | robot's manager looks on in horror, quickly jumping into the ring to
Floyd | push his client's head back into place.
Floyd |
Floyd | You're quickly ushered out of the arena and to safety as the fans
Floyd | begin to mob the ring. You're taken to a waiting limo. Your manager is
Floyd | already waiting inside, grinning broadly.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Nice work, Blue. I had faith in you the entire time." You try to
Floyd | thank him, but he's too excited to listen. "I just got off the phone
Floyd | with a few contacts of mine -- y'know, in the breakfast gears business
Floyd | and stuff -- and it's lookin' very good for you. I tell you, a match
Floyd | this big, you'll be gettin' the biggest endorsement deal there ever
Floyd | was. We're both going to be rich! Let's go out to celebrate!"
Floyd |
Floyd | *** Your opponent's head has popped up ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 100 out of a possible 100, in 7 turns.
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions
Floyd | for AMUSING things to do or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "amusing" | ||
Floyd |
Floyd | Have you tried...
Floyd |
Floyd | ...praying?
Floyd | ...hugging the red robot?
Floyd | ...throwing the match?
Floyd | ...cheating?
Floyd | ...thinking? ...magic word XYZZY?
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, see some suggestions
Floyd | for AMUSING things to do or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "we got all of these, I believe" | |
| DavidW says, "yes." | ||
| diggle asks, "hmm, do we play another game or do we finish?" | ||
| DavidW says, "I'm a bit wiped, but if there's another short game, we could try it." | ||
| diggle asks, "did we complete suveh nux?" | ||
| DavidW says, "I did when it was first released. I haven't played Suveh Nux recently." | ||
| diggle says, "ah" | ||
| DavidW asks, "Was someone playing it earlier?" | ||
| diggle says, "me" | ||
| diggle says, "I thought you didn't play it, so I could watch" | ||
| diggle asks, "hmm shade?" | ||
| diggle says, "I didn't play that one" | ||
| DavidW says, "huh. I thought everyone must have played Shade by now." | ||
| diggle says, "na, i'm new to the IF comunity" | ||
| DavidW says, "sorry. Just teasing." | ||
| diggle says, "haha" | ||
| DavidW says, "I know how to play Shade. The tricky part is explaining to someone else what the f--- happened in it." | ||
| diggle says, "haha." | ||
| diggle asks, "is anyone awake here other then you?" | ||
| Doug says, "I've never played Shade! But I'm about to hit the sack." | ||
| DavidW says, "Zach, inky, and Doug are present. Awake is another question." | ||
| diggle asks, "hmm I guess not, so maybe you could watch me flounder about and get endless amusement from it?" | ||
| diggle says, "grin" | ||
| DavidW says, "sure" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "quit" | ||
Floyd | | ||
| Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "load shade" | ||
Floyd | Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** SHADE ***
Floyd | A brief story by "Ampe R. Sand" (Andrew Plotkin)
Floyd | First-time players should type "about".
Floyd | Release 3 / Serial number 001127 / Inform v6.21 Library 6/10
Floyd |
Floyd | Odd, how the light just makes your apartment gloomier. Pre-dawn
Floyd | darkness pools in the corners and around the tops of walls. Your desk
Floyd | lamp glares yellow, but the shadows only draw your eyes and deepen.
Floyd |
Floyd | Not much of an apartment, no. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | You are sprawled on the futon, staring up into that gloom. Your eyes
Floyd | feel gritty. But it's too late -- early -- no time left for sleep,
Floyd | anyway. In a few hours your ride will arrive.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "about" | ||
Floyd | This is a one-room game set in your apartment. ...But perhaps you've Floyd | already gathered that. Floyd | Floyd | SHADE mostly uses the standard vocabulary of interactive fiction. You Floyd | may find the command "find..." (or "where is...") convenient, though Floyd | not critically important. Floyd | Floyd | SHADE is copyright 2000 by Andrew Plotkin (erkyrath@eblong.com). He Floyd | began coding it on the morning of September 2, 2000, and raced like Floyd | the wind to finish it in time for the Sixth Annual IF Competition. Floyd | (SHADE placed tenth, which is pretty darn good, considering the Floyd | overall excellence of the entries that year.) For more IF by the same Floyd | author, see Floyd | Floyd | <[LINK] Floyd | Floyd | SHADE may be distributed for free, but not sold or included in any Floyd | for-profit collection without written permission from the author. Floyd | Floyd | All hail the beta-tester: Michael Kinyon (still inevitable after all Floyd | these years). And the people who sent bug reports after the Floyd | competition, who include (but are not limited to): Ross Presser, Floyd | Gunther Schmidl, Matthew Murray, Joe Mason, Nick Wolfe, Caleb Wilson, Floyd | Neil Cerutti, Jason McIntosh, Daryl McCullough, Lelah Conrad, Jeff Floyd | Hall. And -- this game is dedicated to Meatball Fulton. Floyd | Floyd | > | Doug says, "hm, I think I shall avoid spoilers for when I have time to actually participate." | |
| Doug has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | DavidW says, "I'll tell you right now, please don't forget that the to-do list exists." | |
| inky has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You won't accomplish much while slumped on the futon. That's been
Floyd | getting slowly more apparent for hours now.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||
Floyd | You lever yourself upright. Umf. It's amazing how much lack of sleep
Floyd | feels like a hangover, only without the preceding party.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. However, everything seems to have
Floyd | gotten done. The last line reads "Call taxi", and it has its
Floyd | checkmark, and here you wait.
Floyd |
Floyd | Come to think of it, as with a hangover, dehydration is probably the
Floyd | problem. Your mouth is dry wool.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| Zach has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge. | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd | You paced enough last night.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You glance around. The desk is, of course, an organized mess;
Floyd | overlapping piles of paper, inches high. The computer is a dusty beige
Floyd | block, several generations out of date, poking up hopefully from among
Floyd | the strata. The lamp hangs over all.
Floyd |
Floyd | A game-over message is flashing on the screen.
Floyd |
Floyd | You see your to-do list and a travel book on the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | Behind you, the futon takes up most of the apartment. A second-hand
Floyd | stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a
Floyd | bathroom nook the other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror
Floyd | tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One
Floyd | window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter kitchen" | ||
Floyd | You stand up, and step into the kitchen nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. The kitchen alcove has a refrigerator,
Floyd | a sink, a stove, and barely enough space to stand between them. One
Floyd | wall projects out to form a counter, with a cupboard beneath it.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the counter is a glass.
Floyd |
Floyd | The rest of the place is mostly filled by your futon, and the computer
Floyd | desk in the corner. The bathroom alcove is across from you, and the
Floyd | closet next to it. The stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A broad
Floyd | mirror tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works.
Floyd | One window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x glass" | ||
Floyd | An ordinary drinking glass.
Floyd |
Floyd | You're still feeling thirsty.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get glass" | ||
Floyd | Taken.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "fill glass" | ||
Floyd | You step out of the kitchen nook, and step into the bathroom nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | The faucet rattles, and water dribbles into the glass.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "drink glass" | ||
Floyd | You gulp the water. It feels vaguely astringent in your mouth,
Floyd | unsatisfying. Well, no doubt thirst will be more real after you fly to
Floyd | California --
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "drop glass" | ||
Floyd | Dropped (in the bathroom nook).
Floyd |
Floyd | -- Fly? Where did you leave your plane tickets?
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd | You step out of the bathroom nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | You hate this feeling. It happens all the time. Something safely
Floyd | accomplished, and then pow, you have to worry about it again. Unfair!
Floyd | The tickets must be here somewhere.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "find tickets" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "where is ticket" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x desk" | ||
Floyd | The desk is, of course, an organized mess; overlapping piles of paper,
Floyd | inches high. The computer is a dusty beige block, several generations
Floyd | out of date, poking up hopefully from among the strata. The lamp hangs
Floyd | over all.
Floyd |
Floyd | A game-over message is flashing on the screen.
Floyd |
Floyd | You see your to-do list and a travel book on the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "Try using the verb 'search'." | |
| diggle gets bored and wanders off to the Toyshop. | ||
| diggle arrives, ready to play with the toys. | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search" | ||
Floyd | What do you want to search?
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "desk" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | You carefully tilt up piles of paper, trying to avoid an avalanche.
Floyd | Nope. The tickets aren't there.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search papers" | ||
Floyd | You carefully tilt up piles of paper, trying to avoid an avalanche.
Floyd | The plane tickets still aren't there.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search book" | ||
Floyd | The Schmendrick's Guide to Desert Camping -- you've been studying it
Floyd | for weeks now. Vast alien reams of information: perspiration rates,
Floyd | sunburn factors, tent guying, and how to make a condensation still out
Floyd | of a trashbag and a tin can. You could probably write the book out
Floyd | longhand from memory; and none of it means a damn thing to you.
Floyd |
Floyd | (That's why you're going on this trip, after all. It is, of course,
Floyd | the Death Valley Om -- half arts festival, half cult, a week in the
Floyd | deep desert where people show off, have sex, take drugs, and maintain
Floyd | a twenty-four-hour constant OM. Sand, heat, and thousands of throats.
Floyd | A space outside the world; with no dues except that you join in the
Floyd | chant, as much as is in you to chant.)
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "chant" | ||
Floyd | This is no place for that.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You glance around. The desk is, of course, an organized mess;
Floyd | overlapping piles of paper, inches high. The computer is a dusty beige
Floyd | block, several generations out of date, poking up hopefully from among
Floyd | the strata. The lamp hangs over all.
Floyd |
Floyd | A game-over message is flashing on the screen.
Floyd |
Floyd | You see your to-do list and a travel book on the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | Behind you, the futon takes up most of the apartment. A second-hand
Floyd | stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a
Floyd | bathroom nook the other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror
Floyd | tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One
Floyd | window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the bathroom nook you can see a glass.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search luggage" | ||
Floyd | You stand up.
Floyd |
Floyd | You quickly pop open each suitcase and riffle through, trying not to
Floyd | disarrange your tidy packing too badly. Nope. The tickets aren't
Floyd | there.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x hyacinth" | ||
Floyd | This plant is your one claim to actual responsibility. The hyacinth
Floyd | sits by the window, soaking up sunlight (when it's not night) and
Floyd | managing to thrive despite your lack of gardening skill. Although it
Floyd | looks a little parched at the moment.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter bathroom" | ||
Floyd | You step into the bathroom nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get glass" | ||
Floyd | Taken.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "fill it" | ||
Floyd | The faucet rattles, and water dribbles into the glass.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd | You step out of the bathroom nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pour water on hyacinth" | ||
Floyd | (the glassful of water on the hyacinth)
Floyd | You water the plant.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x hyacinth" | ||
Floyd | This plant is your one claim to actual responsibility. The hyacinth
Floyd | sits by the window, soaking up sunlight (when it's not night) and
Floyd | managing to thrive despite your lack of gardening skill.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open shade" | ||
Floyd | Darkness is already crawling around the edges of the windowshade. You
Floyd | have no desire to look night in the face.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x shade" | ||
Floyd | The shade is a white plastic sheet -- more yellowing, maybe. One of
Floyd | those roller mechanisms that never quite works. The shade is pulled
Floyd | down against the pre-dawn gloom.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||
Floyd | The far side of the mirror is just as shadowy as this one. It's
Floyd | probably meant as commentary; not more space, just more of the same.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search mirror" | ||
Floyd | The far side of the mirror is just as shadowy as this one. It's
Floyd | probably meant as commentary; not more space, just more of the same.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search bed" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x computer" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The computer is years old, and incompatible with just about everything
Floyd | but electricity. You use it for writing -- at least, you try to
Floyd | believe that you do.
Floyd |
Floyd | Right now, however, there's a game on the screen -- one of the text
Floyd | adventures, or interactive fictions, or whatever they are this month
Floyd | -- the only kind of game your beige antique can run, anyway.
Floyd |
Floyd | The you-have-died message is blinking morosely at you. You started up
Floyd | Ready, Okay! last night, trying to distract yourself until morning.
Floyd | But you can't get even halfway through without running out of insulin.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x message" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search computer" | ||
Floyd | The computer is years old, and incompatible with just about everything
Floyd | but electricity. You use it for writing -- at least, you try to
Floyd | believe that you do.
Floyd |
Floyd | The you-have-died message is blinking morosely at you. You started up
Floyd | Ready, Okay! last night, trying to distract yourself until morning.
Floyd | But you can't get even halfway through without running out of insulin.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "what was the bed called again? it's not showing up now" | |
| diggle says, "in the description" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You glance around. The desk is, of course, an organized mess;
Floyd | overlapping piles of paper, inches high. The computer is a dusty beige
Floyd | block, several generations out of date, poking up hopefully from among
Floyd | the strata. The lamp hangs over all.
Floyd |
Floyd | A game-over message is flashing on the screen.
Floyd |
Floyd | You see your to-do list and a travel book on the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | Behind you, the futon takes up most of the apartment. A second-hand
Floyd | stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a
Floyd | bathroom nook the other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror
Floyd | tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One
Floyd | window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter closet" | ||
Floyd | It's not a walk-in closet. It's barely even a reach-in closet.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x closet" | ||
Floyd | You stand up.
Floyd |
Floyd | The closet (if you can call it that) is a shallow recess next to the
Floyd | bathroom. Peering into the (ahem) depths, you see an old jacket and a
Floyd | vacuum cleaner.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search closet" | ||
Floyd | The closet is a shallow recess next to the bathroom. Peering into the
Floyd | depths, you see an old jacket and a vacuum cleaner.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get all" | ||
Floyd | There are none at all available!
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get vacuum" | ||
Floyd | Taken. (Awkwardly.)
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x vacuum" | ||
Floyd | The vacuum cleaner is a "luggable" model -- meaning that it's awkward
Floyd | to carry, but too small to be really efficient. Fortunately, you don't
Floyd | generate a lot of dust.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on vacuum" | ||
Floyd | You squeeze the handle, and the vacuum cleaner begins humming
Floyd | industriously. You run it back and forth on the floor for a few
Floyd | moments. It doesn't make much difference, but you feel tidy.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get jacket" | ||
Floyd | You don't need your old jacket.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search futon" | ||
Floyd | There is nothing on your futon.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x futon" | ||
Floyd | The futon is definitely on the downhill side of life's rolling knolls.
Floyd | It serves as both couch and bed, if inadequately in each case, which
Floyd | makes it the most important piece of furniture you own.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "look under futon" | ||
Floyd | You bend down, and see dust and assorted minor trash under the futon.
Floyd | Nothing unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x trash" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search under futon" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x stario" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x cardboard" | ||
Floyd | The crate your computer arrived in. It's dented and disreputable now,
Floyd | but still serves the time-honored purpose of holding your stereo up.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x stario" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search cardboard" | ||
Floyd | You know it's empty.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search floor" | ||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search bathroom" | ||
Floyd | The bathroom alcove has a toilet, a sink, and a shower stall that
Floyd | manages to make the rest of the place look roomy. Not much else; most
Floyd | of your accoutrements have been packed.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search kitchen" | ||
Floyd | The kitchen alcove has a refrigerator, a sink, a stove, and barely
Floyd | enough space to stand between them. One wall projects out to form a
Floyd | counter, with a cupboard beneath it.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "You misspelt stereo" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x stareo" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "nope" | |
| diggle says, "it still doesn't work" | ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "x stereo" | ||
Floyd | The stereo is old, dating from the era when matte-black, featureless,
Floyd | and opaque were the watchwords of hipness. It still works, however.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "oh heh" | |
| diggle says, "stupid speech synthisizers" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x stereo" | ||
Floyd | The stereo is old, dating from the era when matte-black, featureless,
Floyd | and opaque were the watchwords of hipness. It still works, however.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on stereo" | ||
Floyd | The stereo buzzes, hunts, and then locates its station. Ah, your
Floyd | favorite small-time indy worldbeat/techno station. At least you think
Floyd | that's what they call it. It's a pretty stream-of-consciousness
Floyd | format.
Floyd |
Floyd | The room fills with the sound of a reggae-electronic song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "listen" | ||
Floyd | You are listening to a reggae-electronic song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an Austro-Japanese tune.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||
Floyd | The far side of the mirror is just as shadowy as this one. It's
Floyd | probably meant as commentary; not more space, just more of the same.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd | You're you.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd | You are carrying a vacuum cleaner and a glass.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter kitchen" | ||
Floyd | You step into the kitchen nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an Austro-Maori song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open cupboard" | ||
Floyd | You open the cupboard, revealing a box of crackers.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get box" | ||
Floyd | Taken.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search box" | ||
Floyd | The box is closed.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open box" | ||
Floyd | You have no appetite this early in the morning.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search counter" | ||
Floyd | The counter is bare.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an Austro-Dominican chant.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search kitchen" | ||
Floyd | The kitchen alcove has a refrigerator, a sink, a stove, and barely
Floyd | enough space to stand between them. One wall projects out to form a
Floyd | counter, with a cupboard beneath it.
Floyd |
Floyd | The cupboard is open and bare.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x refrigerator" | ||
Floyd | It's yellow. Beyond that, it looks like every other refrigerator in
Floyd | the United States.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open refrigerator" | ||
Floyd | You open the refrigerator, revealing a jar of peanut butter.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get jar" | ||
Floyd | Taken.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x stove" | ||
Floyd | The usual electric range arrangement. Weirdly, there is no oven in
Floyd | your kitchen. You don't know what lurks in the space beneath the
Floyd | stove. You've been afraid to pry -- the stove might turn out to be
Floyd | powered by radioactive decay, or something.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pry stove" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "look under stove" | ||
Floyd | You find nothing of interest.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a Franco-Javanese tune.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pull stove" | ||
Floyd | You are unable to.
Floyd |
Floyd | The fridge door swings shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x stove" | ||
Floyd | The usual electric range arrangement.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. The kitchen alcove has a refrigerator,
Floyd | a sink, a stove, and barely enough space to stand between them. One
Floyd | wall projects out to form a counter, with a cupboard beneath it.
Floyd |
Floyd | The cupboard is open and bare.
Floyd |
Floyd | The rest of the place is mostly filled by your futon, and the computer
Floyd | desk in the corner. The bathroom alcove is across from you, and the
Floyd | closet next to it. The stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A broad
Floyd | mirror tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works.
Floyd | One window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. The kitchen alcove has a refrigerator,
Floyd | a sink, a stove, and barely enough space to stand between them. One
Floyd | wall projects out to form a counter, with a cupboard beneath it.
Floyd |
Floyd | The cupboard is open and bare.
Floyd |
Floyd | The rest of the place is mostly filled by your futon, and the computer
Floyd | desk in the corner. The bathroom alcove is across from you, and the
Floyd | closet next to it. The stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A broad
Floyd | mirror tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works.
Floyd | One window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a Franco-Estonian song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x sink" | ||
Floyd | (the kitchen sink)
Floyd | The kitchen sink is spotless. Not through any virtue of yours, mind
Floyd | you, except for your inability to cook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l in sink" | ||
Floyd | (the kitchen sink)
Floyd | You find nothing of interest.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||
Floyd | You step out of the kitchen nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | The sun hasn't risen; what light you have would just leak out into the
Floyd | night. Anyway, the taxi hasn't arrived, so there's nowhere to go.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. There, near the bottom; "Buy plane
Floyd | tickets", and a checkmark. So where did you leave them? The desk? Your
Floyd | coat pocket? Could they have gotten packed accidentally?
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search jacket" | ||
Floyd | You stand up.
Floyd |
Floyd | You root through the jacket's myriad pockets. Nope. The tickets aren't
Floyd | -- Aha. They are, after all. The tickets slide to the floor and lie
Floyd | there, smirking at you.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a Hispano-Maori song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get tickets" | ||
Floyd | Taken. Something scrapes underfoot as you bend to pick the tickets up.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "note to self, don't forget the to-do list" | |
| diggle says, "heh" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a trace of sand here.
Floyd |
Floyd | The sound of a helicopter comes faintly through the closed window.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x sand" | ||
Floyd | A trace of sand is visible on the living room floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get sand" | ||
Floyd | You scrape up a pinch of sand. It runs through your fingers; it's
Floyd | sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a Franco-Slavic lullaby.
Floyd |
Floyd | The helicopter is getting closer.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. Huh. "Vacuum" is checked; you
Floyd | remember doing it. But look at this floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on vacume" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd | You are carrying some plane tickets, a jar of peanut butter, a box of
Floyd | crackers, a vacuum cleaner and a glass.
Floyd |
Floyd | The sound of the helicopter is fading now.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on cleaner" | ||
Floyd | You can't use the vacuum cleaner while sitting.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||
Floyd | You stand up.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on cleaner" | ||
Floyd | You squeeze the handle, and the vacuum cleaner begins humming
Floyd | industriously. You run it back and forth on the floor. But it only
Floyd | seems to spread the sand around. In fact, it looks like there's more
Floyd | sand than before you started.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can barely hear the helicopter any more.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. Huh. "Vacuum" is checked; you
Floyd | remember doing it. But look at this floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a Filipo-Atlantean (?) song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||
Floyd | You stand up.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on cleaner" | ||
Floyd | You squeeze the handle, and the vacuum cleaner begins humming
Floyd | industriously. You run it back and forth on the floor. But it only
Floyd | seems to spread the sand around. In fact, it looks like there's more
Floyd | sand than before you started.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get sand" | ||
Floyd | You pick up a pinch of sand. It runs through your fingers; it's sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see some sand here.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "clean sand" | ||
Floyd | Just "clean". When you clean, it's pretty much cleaning the whole
Floyd | area.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "clean" | ||
Floyd | You squeeze the handle, and the vacuum cleaner begins humming, albeit
Floyd | with a bit of a whine. You run it back and forth on the floor. But it
Floyd | only seems to spread the sand around. In fact, it looks like there's
Floyd | more sand than before you started.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an Austro-Korean tune.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x cleaner" | ||
Floyd | The vacuum cleaner is a "luggable" model -- meaning that it's awkward
Floyd | to carry, but too small to be really efficient. Fortunately, you don't
Floyd | generate a lot of dust.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "hmm" | |
| diggle says, "strange" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. Huh. "Vacuum" is checked; you
Floyd | remember doing it. But look at this floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||
Floyd | You stand up.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW asks, "Do you need a hint?" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn off cleaner" | ||
Floyd | This vacuum cleaner turns itself off automatically.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a vibrant Javanese chant.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "not yet, let me try some stuff" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see some sand here.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "gather sand" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "push sand" | ||
Floyd | You push the sand around with your foot. It scrapes uncomfortably
Floyd | against the floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "push sand in kitchen" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "push sand in closet" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pull sand" | ||
Floyd | You push the sand around with your foot. It scrapes uncomfortably
Floyd | against the floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x floor" | ||
Floyd | It's a bit sandy.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "clean" | ||
Floyd | You squeeze the handle, and the vacuum cleaner begins humming, albeit
Floyd | with a bit of a whine. You run it back and forth on the floor. But it
Floyd | only seems to spread the sand around. In fact, it looks like there's
Floyd | more sand than before you started.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a soothing Hmong song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "hm, now give me one, I don't know what to do" | |
| DavidW says, "Perhaps something is wrong with the vacuum cleaner itself." | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x vacume" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x cleaner" | ||
Floyd | The vacuum cleaner is a "luggable" model -- meaning that it's awkward
Floyd | to carry, but too small to be really efficient. Fortunately, you don't
Floyd | generate a lot of dust.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open cleaner" | ||
Floyd | You pop open the vacuum cleaner's casing. Sand spills out -- all over
Floyd | the floor. What the hell?
Floyd |
Floyd | The stereo clicks as a soothing Hmong song ends and the hourly news
Floyd | comes on. What? Morning must have arrived, although the world outside
Floyd | is still dark. The taxi should be showing up soon.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "close cleaner" | ||
Floyd | You try to close the casing, but sand has worked into the joints. You
Floyd | can't get it fully closed, even when you whack it.
Floyd |
Floyd | "More allegations of campaign finance misconduct..." (Oh, fascinating
Floyd | news day.)
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "clean" | ||
Floyd | The vacuum cleaner can't be started while it's open. Not that it looks
Floyd | likely to work in any case, now.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Sharp words between the superpowers today..." (Huh? There are still
Floyd | superpowers?)
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x cleaner" | ||
Floyd | The vacuum cleaner's innards are packed with sand. You can't imagine
Floyd | how it got that way.
Floyd |
Floyd | "Three people reported missing at the Death Valley Om in
Floyd | California..." (Hang on.) "The popular desert arts festival was shaken
Floyd | yesterday when three attendees failed to return from moonlight hikes.
Floyd | State police are searching the area." (You resolve to read that desert
Floyd | camping book one more time.)
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get all from cleaner" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "clean cleaner" | ||
Floyd | Just "clean". When you clean, it's pretty much cleaning the whole
Floyd | area.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x cleaner" | ||
Floyd | The vacuum cleaner's innards are packed with sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | It must be morning, after all -- your metabolism is starting to
Floyd | ratchet up to daytime levels.
Floyd |
Floyd | "In the business pages, stocks are down..." (You once again lose
Floyd | interest.)
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a thin layer of sand here.
Floyd |
Floyd | You're definitely getting hungry.
Floyd |
Floyd | "And that's, um... far out. Back to the groove, folks," and a soothing
Floyd | Dominican tune begins.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd | You are carrying some plane tickets, a jar of peanut butter, a box of
Floyd | crackers, a vacuum cleaner and a glass.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open box" | ||
Floyd | You pull on the box top. It's stuck, somehow. You yank --
Floyd |
Floyd | The top tears away, and white sand sprays out of the box.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "sand, sand, sand..." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open jar" | ||
Floyd | You unscrew the lid... with an unexpected grating sound. Something
Floyd | sifts to the floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | The peanut butter jar is full of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | This is getting to be too much. You consider which of your friends
Floyd | might have snuck in here and set all of this up. No... mmm... nobody,
Floyd | really.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter kitchen" | ||
Floyd | You step into the kitchen nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. The kitchen alcove has a refrigerator,
Floyd | a sink, a stove, and barely enough space to stand between them. One
Floyd | wall projects out to form a counter, with a cupboard beneath it.
Floyd |
Floyd | The cupboard is open and bare.
Floyd |
Floyd | The rest of the place is mostly filled by your futon, and the computer
Floyd | desk in the corner. The bathroom alcove is across from you, and the
Floyd | closet next to it. The stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A broad
Floyd | mirror tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works.
Floyd | One window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted spider plant sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see an inch of sand lying in the living room.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an Indo-Andean chant.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open refrigerator" | ||
Floyd | You open the refrigerator.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x refrigerator" | ||
Floyd | It's yellow. Beyond that, it looks like every other refrigerator in
Floyd | the United States. The fridge is open but empty.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. The kitchen alcove has a refrigerator,
Floyd | a sink, a stove, and barely enough space to stand between them. One
Floyd | wall projects out to form a counter, with a cupboard beneath it.
Floyd |
Floyd | The cupboard is open and bare. The fridge is open but empty.
Floyd |
Floyd | The rest of the place is mostly filled by your futon, and the computer
Floyd | desk in the corner. The bathroom alcove is across from you, and the
Floyd | closet next to it. The stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A broad
Floyd | mirror tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works.
Floyd | One window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted spider plant sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see an inch of sand lying in the living room.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x spider" | ||
Floyd | This plant is your one claim to actual responsibility. The spider
Floyd | plant sits by the window, soaking up sunlight (when it's not night)
Floyd | and managing to thrive despite your lack of gardening skill. Although
Floyd | it looks very dry.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a thumping Nigerian tune.
Floyd |
Floyd | The fridge door swings shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You step out of the kitchen nook, and sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. Dammit, yet another item you missed
Floyd | -- you have to water the plant.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||
Floyd | You stand up.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "The game freaked me out at the spider plant point." | |
| diggle asks, "nod, wasn't it the hyasynth?" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter bathroom" | ||
Floyd | You step into the bathroom nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "fill glass" | ||
Floyd | With an eerie hiss, dry white sand boils from the faucet. You yank at
Floyd | the tap, but the bathroom sink is already full, and sand spilling on
Floyd | the floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "yes" | |
| diggle says, "sand...again. This is getting eary" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. The bathroom alcove has a toilet, a
Floyd | sink, and a shower stall that manages to make the rest of the place
Floyd | look roomy. Not much else; most of your accoutrements have been
Floyd | packed.
Floyd |
Floyd | You see a trace of sand lying here.
Floyd |
Floyd | The rest of the place is mostly filled by your futon, and the computer
Floyd | desk in the corner. The kitchen alcove is across from you, and the
Floyd | closet just to one side. The stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A broad
Floyd | mirror tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works.
Floyd | One window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted spider plant sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see an inch of sand lying in the living room.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x shower" | ||
Floyd | The shower stall is a familiar symphony in pinkish-grey tile and
Floyd | grunge. Well, more of a solo. A short solo.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a haunting Andean song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open shower" | ||
Floyd | The shower curtain has become a daily ritual of annoyance. It's too
Floyd | small. It cannot, no matter how you tug at it, actually cover the
Floyd | shower stall. You've managed to arrange the curtain so that the
Floyd | minimal amount of water splashes onto the bathroom floor when you
Floyd | shower, and that's where you leave it.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l in shower" | ||
Floyd | The shower stall is a familiar symphony in pinkish-grey tile and
Floyd | grunge. Well, more of a solo. A short solo.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on shower" | ||
Floyd | You turn the tap... and nothing happens. Hmm. The shower was working
Floyd | last night. You knew the pipes in your apartment were unreliable, but
Floyd | this is worse than usual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x toilet" | ||
Floyd | Surely you know what a toilet looks like.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "fill glass" | ||
Floyd | You scoop up a glassful of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio mumbles, "This is, um, one-oh-three... kay-tee-oh-whoa...
Floyd | your source for interworldbeat..." You can practically hear the bong
Floyd | gurgling in the background. After a moment, a haunting Hmong melody
Floyd | begins playing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "let's sand the plant, i guess" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd | You step out of the bathroom nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pour sand on spider" | ||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the sand on the living room floor, the sand on the
Floyd | bathroom floor, the sand in the bathroom sink, the jarful of sand, the
Floyd | boxful of sand or the glassful of sand?
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "glassful" | ||
Floyd | Sand will do that no good.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "I should've filled the glass with water before..oh well" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "xlist" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. In the middle of the page, you see:
Floyd | - clean out closet
Floyd | - buy stereo stand
Floyd | - don't leave stove on
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "clean out closet" | ||
Floyd | Just "clean". And the parser apologizes for not being smarter about
Floyd | this.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "clean closet" | ||
Floyd | Just "clean". When you clean, it's pretty much cleaning the whole
Floyd | area.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "clean" | ||
Floyd | You can't use the vacuum cleaner while sitting.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "close cleaner" | ||
Floyd | You try to close the casing, but sand has worked into the joints. You
Floyd | can't get it fully closed, even when you whack it.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a Balto-Andean tune.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "joints" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter kitchen" | ||
Floyd | You stand up, and step into the kitchen nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on stove" | ||
Floyd | You turn the knob -- click. Then the stove emits a loud crackle. The
Floyd | burner frosts white, although you can feel the heat radiating from it;
Floyd | bits of its substance seem to be flaking away. Thermal shock? you have
Floyd | time to think. And then the entire burner arrangement slumps into
Floyd | white sand, which runs down off the stove.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. The kitchen alcove has a refrigerator,
Floyd | a sink, a stove, and barely enough space to stand between them. One
Floyd | wall projects out to form a counter, with a cupboard beneath it.
Floyd |
Floyd | The cupboard is open and bare.
Floyd |
Floyd | You see a trace of sand lying here.
Floyd |
Floyd | The rest of the place is mostly filled by your futon, and the computer
Floyd | desk in the corner. The bathroom alcove is across from you, and the
Floyd | closet next to it. The stereo sits on a cardboard crate. A broad
Floyd | mirror tries to make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works.
Floyd | One window, whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted spider plant sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see an inch of sand lying in the living room.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd | You step out of the kitchen nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a Hispano-Korean chant.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on computer" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The computer is already on.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x computer" | ||
Floyd | The computer is years old, and incompatible with just about everything
Floyd | but electricity. You use it for writing -- at least, you try to
Floyd | believe that you do.
Floyd |
Floyd | The you-have-died message is blinking morosely at you. You started up
Floyd | Ready, Okay! last night, trying to distract yourself until morning.
Floyd | But you can't get even halfway through without running out of insulin.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "type on computer" | ||
Floyd | You've tried everything you can think of twice, and you're tired of
Floyd | trying. Maybe an idea will come to you later.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. In the middle of the page, you see:
Floyd | - clean out closet
Floyd | - buy stereo stand
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an Antarcto-Japanese melody.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter closet" | ||
Floyd | The closet is closed.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open closet" | ||
Floyd | You stand up.
Floyd |
Floyd | You reach for the knob; then hesitate; then reach again.
Floyd |
Floyd | You might as well not have bothered. The closet door bursts off its
Floyd | hinges before you can touch it. You leap back, barely avoiding the
Floyd | cracking plywood as it smashes to the floor, buried in the torrent of
Floyd | sand that is pouring out of the closet.
Floyd |
Floyd | After a few seconds, the room is still again.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted spider plant sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see inches of sand here.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the kitchen nook you can see a trace of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the bathroom nook you can see a trace of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "adventurer diggle;, burried deep in sand because of a game" | |
| diggle says, "berryed" | ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l in closet" | ||
Floyd | The closet is a shallow recess next to the bathroom. Peering into the
Floyd | depths, you see deep-drifted sand, and also an old jacket.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an angry electronic melody.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get jacket" | ||
Floyd | You don't need your old jacket.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. In the middle of the page, you see:
Floyd | - buy stereo stand
Floyd | - pack clean socks
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "stand" | ||
Floyd | You stand up.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get socks" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search closet" | ||
Floyd | The closet is a shallow recess next to the bathroom. Peering into the
Floyd | depths, you see deep-drifted sand, and also an old jacket.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a Filipo-Shaker song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pack socks" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted spider plant sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see inches of sand here.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the kitchen nook you can see a trace of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the bathroom nook you can see a trace of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open luggage" | ||
Floyd | You grab a suitcase handle -- which crumbles dryly in your grip. In
Floyd | seconds and in silence, the whole row of suitcases and duffels has
Floyd | collapsed to white sand on the living room floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | A potted spider plant sits beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see ankle-deep sand here.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the kitchen nook you can see a trace of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the bathroom nook you can see a trace of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x book" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The Schmendrick's Guide to the Desert -- you've been studying it for
Floyd | what seems like forever. Endless miles of information: colors of
Floyd | silence, sounds of heat and sunlight, the feel of vast distances on
Floyd | your skin, and death. It sounds beautiful.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. In the middle of the page, you see:
Floyd | - buy stereo stand
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x cardboard" | ||
Floyd | The crate your computer arrived in. It's dented and disreputable now,
Floyd | but still serves the time-honored purpose of holding your stereo up.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a rhythmic Maori tune.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get cardboard" | ||
Floyd | You barely touch it, and the heavy cardboard abruptly tears. Sand
Floyd | pours out across the living room floor. The stereo sags; in moments,
Floyd | the crate is reduced to paper rags, which are immediately buried in
Floyd | the sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "midas" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You glance around. The desk is, of course, an organized mess;
Floyd | overlapping piles of paper, inches high. The computer is a dusty beige
Floyd | block, several generations out of date, poking up hopefully from among
Floyd | the strata. The lamp hangs over all.
Floyd |
Floyd | A game-over message is flashing on the screen.
Floyd |
Floyd | You see your to-do list and a travel book on the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | Behind you, the futon takes up most of the apartment. A second-hand
Floyd | stereo sits on the sandy floor. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom
Floyd | nook the other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to
Floyd | make the place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window,
Floyd | whose shade is down, and the front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | A potted spider plant sits beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see hills of sand lying on the floor.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the kitchen nook you can see a trace of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the bathroom nook you can see a trace of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. In the middle of the page, you see:
Floyd | - defrost refrigerator
Floyd | - unclog shower drain
Floyd | - flush notes down toilet
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "defrost" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "defrost? huh" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter kitchen" | ||
Floyd | You stand up, and step into the kitchen nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open refrigerator" | ||
Floyd | You pull open the refrigerator, and try not to flinch as a wall of
Floyd | sand rushes out and buries your feet.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an Antarcto-Shaker fugue.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd | You step out of the kitchen nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter bathroom" | ||
Floyd | You step into the bathroom nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "unclog shower" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open shower" | ||
Floyd | The shower curtain has become a daily ritual of annoyance. It's too
Floyd | small. It cannot, no matter how you tug at it, actually cover the
Floyd | shower stall. You've managed to arrange the curtain so that the
Floyd | minimal amount of water splashes onto the bathroom floor when you
Floyd | shower, and that's where you leave it.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "touch shower" | ||
Floyd | You feel nothing unexpected.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an Antarcto-Shaker melody.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "flush toilet" | ||
Floyd | The toilet? Yes, it's the toilet's turn! You press the handle,
Floyd | grinning maniacally. And indeed, the sand rushes down the sides of the
Floyd | bowl; the shining porcelain itself crazes, cracks, and veils to the
Floyd | bathroom floor. The toilet is a pedestal, a stump, a mere pile of
Floyd | sand. Gone.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on shower" | ||
Floyd | You turn the tap, and -- no surprise now -- dry sand floods from the
Floyd | showerhead. Shielding your eyes from the spray, you reach to turn the
Floyd | tap back off.
Floyd |
Floyd | A creaking from above warns you. You leap back as the plaster cracks
Floyd | overhead, and whiteness roars down.
Floyd |
Floyd | When silence returns, the entire far end of the bathroom is a blank
Floyd | slope of sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | A faint creaking comes from the bathroom ceiling.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd | You step out of the bathroom nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | With a muffled crack the bathroom ceiling gives way. Broken plaster
Floyd | and rusty pipes tumble down as you stare. And down comes the sand, a
Floyd | dry white rushing river, hissing, shrieking. In moments the bathroom
Floyd | is lost to your sight.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "shivers" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. In the middle of the page, you see:
Floyd | - remove package from kitchen storage
Floyd | - find notes for IFComp entry
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "find notes" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter kitchen" | ||
Floyd | You stand up, and step into the kitchen nook.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open cupboard" | ||
Floyd | That's already open.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a haunting Maori lullaby.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "close cupboard" | ||
Floyd | The cabinet and counter start to groan as soon as you touch them. You
Floyd | slam the cabinet for good measure; and the stained pressboard crackles
Floyd | white, shivers, and explodes into sand. All right!
Floyd |
Floyd | A faint creaking comes from the kitchen ceiling.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. The kitchen alcove has a refrigerator,
Floyd | a sink, a stove, and barely enough space to stand between them.
Floyd |
Floyd | Sand spills from the open refrigerator.
Floyd |
Floyd | You see some sand lying here.
Floyd |
Floyd | The rest of the place is mostly filled by your futon, and the computer
Floyd | desk in the corner. The closet is across from you. The stereo sits on
Floyd | the sandy floor. A broad mirror tries to make the place seem twice its
Floyd | size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade is down, and the front
Floyd | door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The place is still too dim, except the corner where the desk lamp is
Floyd | somehow too bright.
Floyd |
Floyd | A potted palm plant sits beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see hills of sand lying in the living room.
Floyd |
Floyd | With a muffled crack the kitchen ceiling gives way. Broken plaster and
Floyd | rotten lath tumble down as you leap aside. And they, of course, are
Floyd | followed by sand, white sand, rivers of sand. In moments the kitchen
Floyd | alcove is lost to your sight.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search desk" | ||
Floyd | You sit down at the desk.
Floyd |
Floyd | You carefully tilt up piles of paper, trying to avoid an avalanche.
Floyd | Yes, sand is scattered beneath.
Floyd |
Floyd | Carefully? You shove a paper-stack off the desk; it's a shower of sand
Floyd | before it hits the ground. Ha! You push another, and another, and then
Floyd | sweep the whole mass over the edge. White sand cascades everywhere.
Floyd | Laughing, you feel the desk itself give way.
Floyd |
Floyd | Pop. Oops. That was the light bulb imploding. The apartment is very
Floyd | dark and quiet of a sudden.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "um..." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. Your futon. Second-hand stereo. A
Floyd | closet to one side. A broad mirror tries to make the place seem twice
Floyd | its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade is down, and the
Floyd | front door firmly shut.
Floyd |
Floyd | The room is very dim, now. Blackness creeps around the windowshade.
Floyd |
Floyd | The computer has survived somehow, and lies in a pile of sand. A
Floyd | potted palm plant sits beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book, your to-do list and hills of sand here.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. At the very bottom of the page, you
Floyd | see:
Floyd | - call taxi
Floyd | - wait for taxi
Floyd | - look, make sure it's actually taxi before opening door
Floyd | (That last entry in a hasty, nervous script.)
Floyd |
Floyd | You hear a car approaching outside.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing a reggae-Manx melody.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x taxi" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open shade" | ||
Floyd | And if you see no taxi outside? What then? ...but the angry honking
Floyd | comes again. You yank hard on the windowshade, and it whips up as
Floyd | violently.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Blazing daylight floods the room.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x taxi" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | Sunlight cuts across the room like hot butter, blazing from the
Floyd | window. The room is nearly barren now; walls and ceiling are blank,
Floyd | but for the window, the closed front door, and the full-length mirror
Floyd | across from them.
Floyd |
Floyd | The futon sits alone in the center of the room. Next to it, askew on a
Floyd | pile of sand, rests the faithful old stereo.
Floyd |
Floyd | The computer has survived somehow, and lies in a pile of sand. A
Floyd | potted cactus sits beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book, your to-do list and hills of sand here.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x car" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "look outside" | ||
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to look.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l through window" | ||
Floyd | Outside, dunes roll away to the rising sun. Nothing else is visible.
Floyd | Only the sunlight that burns you, full in the face. And sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | The task list for your impending journey is a mess of crossed-out
Floyd | items and scribbled corrections. It is entirely illegible.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "call taxi" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The radio begins playing an Antarcto-Hmong song.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||
Floyd | You do not want that.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "touch mirror" | ||
Floyd | You look into the mirror. The far side is just as bright as this one. Floyd | With the sunlight behind you, only your own face is in shadow -- the Floyd | walls, the door, your furniture, are all full-lit. Beyond your Floyd | reflection and the window-frame, the street outside, the houses and Floyd | trees, are all -- Floyd | Floyd | The street outside? Floyd | Floyd | You spin around. Floyd | | ||
| diggle pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
| Floyd [Hit any key...] | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Odd, how the sunlight just makes your apartment more prosaic.
Floyd |
Floyd | Not much of an apartment, no. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is up, and the front door wide open.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x list" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "open door" | ||
Floyd | You take a step across the room, but a quick movement distracts you.
Floyd | Something scurried along the wall? You can't see it any more.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x wall" | ||
Floyd | Which do you mean, the north wall, the south wall, the east wall, the
Floyd | west wall, the northeast wall, the northwest wall, the southeast wall
Floyd | or the southwest wall?
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd | You see nothing special about the north wall.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is up, and the front door wide open.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd | You paced enough last night.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd | The taxi hasn't arrived, although it's about to.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "look through window" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is up, and the front door wide open.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x plant" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "out" | ||
Floyd | The taxi hasn't arrived, although it's about to.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x book" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x mirror" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "look in mirror" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x desk" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search desk" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x shade" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle asks, "huh. now what? we wait?" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | You survey your one small room. One desk, paper-piled, with a dusty
Floyd | computer shoved to the side. Your futon. Second-hand stereo sitting on
Floyd | a cardboard crate. A kitchen nook one way and a bathroom nook the
Floyd | other, with a closet to the side. A broad mirror tries to make the
Floyd | place seem twice its size; it halfway works. One window, whose shade
Floyd | is up, and the front door wide open.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your luggage is piled untidily by the door. A potted hyacinth sits
Floyd | beneath the window.
Floyd |
Floyd | On the desk are your to-do list and a travel book.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x luggage" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW asks, "Maybe. Turn on the stereo, maybe?" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x stereo" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x futon" | ||
Floyd | You can't quite make out anything unusual.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter kitchen" | ||
Floyd | You move towards the kitchen nook but feel suddenly dizzy.
Floyd | Dehydration, probably.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "enter bathroom" | ||
Floyd | You need to sit down.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sit" | ||
Floyd | (on top of the futon) Floyd | You reach out and touch your hand to the futon. It feels like glass. Floyd | Floyd | The reflection shimmers like water, but the mirror is only heat -- Floyd | pooling among the dunes, rising from the sands. Floyd | | ||
| diggle pushes the green 'space' button. | ||
| Floyd [Hit any key...] | ||
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your futon sits nearby. The stereo leans against a dune. Your computer
Floyd | squats complacently, the color of the sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book here.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Cool, Clear Water".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your futon sits nearby. The stereo leans against a dune. Your computer
Floyd | squats complacently, the color of the sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book here.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x book" | ||
Floyd | The Desert Elemental's Handbook -- you've been studying it for ages.
Floyd | Trace moisture segregation, arthropod ecocycles, sand/grit/fines
Floyd | sizing distributions. And, of course, the artistic aspects of heat,
Floyd | time, distance, and death.
Floyd |
Floyd | You're especially fond of an essay on bones.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x bones" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x me" | ||
Floyd | You're you.
Floyd |
Floyd | You catch a darting movement past your feet.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x ground" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x sand" | ||
Floyd | It's exactly like all the sand you've ever seen before.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Gotta Stop on the Road for Water".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your futon sits nearby. The stereo leans against a dune. Your computer
Floyd | squats complacently, the color of the sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book here.
Floyd |
Floyd | Something moves beneath the computer.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x computer" | ||
Floyd | The game's opening sits neatly at the top of the screen, followed by a
Floyd | command prompt.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x opening" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "play game" | ||
Floyd | You crouch in the sand and play through the computer game again.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x computer" | ||
Floyd | The game's closing message blinks at the bottom of the screen.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Water From Another Time".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x message" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x futon" | ||
Floyd | The futon is definitely on the downhill side of the dunes. The frame
Floyd | is half-buried and a few lines of sand trickle down the
Floyd | sheet-wrinkles, but it's the same old futon in the end.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sit" | ||
Floyd | (on top of your futon)
Floyd | You sit down, and find yourself seated on bare sand. The futon has
Floyd | disintegrated without a sound or a final word.
Floyd |
Floyd | You catch a darting movement past your feet.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "touch computer" | ||
Floyd | You feel nothing unexpected.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "n" | ||
Floyd | You pace around for a while.
Floyd |
Floyd | Something moves beneath the stereo.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "look under stereo" | ||
Floyd | You catch a glimpse of two tiny eyes, shining out from beneath the
Floyd | stereo.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Sun Gets In My Eyes".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get stereo" | ||
Floyd | That's hardly portable.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "push stereo" | ||
Floyd | You are unable to.
Floyd |
Floyd | You catch a darting movement past your feet.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x feet" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "pull stereo" | ||
Floyd | You are unable to.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sit" | ||
Floyd | (on top of the travel book)
Floyd | That's not something you can sit down on.
Floyd |
Floyd | Something moves beneath the computer.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "look under computer" | ||
Floyd | You catch a glimpse of two tiny eyes, shining out from beneath the
Floyd | computer.
Floyd |
Floyd | You catch a darting movement past your feet.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "You Listenin' To Me?".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x stereo" | ||
Floyd | The stereo is old, dating from the era when matte-black, featureless,
Floyd | and opaque were the watchwords of hipness. Now it sits on a pile of
Floyd | sand and looks lost.... "You Listenin' To Me?" is playing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x sand" | ||
Floyd | It's exactly like all the sand you've ever seen before.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "clean" | ||
Floyd | No cleaning implement is in sight.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "i" | ||
Floyd | You are carrying nothing.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Ain't Gonna Make It".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | The stereo leans against a dune. Your computer squats complacently,
Floyd | the color of the sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book here.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x shade" | ||
Floyd | The shadows shrink as you watch. The dunes aren't high here, and the
Floyd | sun is rising fast.
Floyd |
Floyd | You catch a darting movement past your feet.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x shade" | ||
Floyd | The shadows shrink as you watch. The dunes aren't high here, and the
Floyd | sun is rising fast.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Projection Of Your Fears".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x sun" | ||
Floyd | Fusing hydrogen. Deathly, inescapable. White, blazing down.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "u" | ||
Floyd | You pace around for a while.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | The stereo leans against a dune. Your computer squats complacently,
Floyd | the color of the sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book here.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Take It Out On The Little Guy".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x computer" | ||
Floyd | The game's closing message blinks at the bottom of the screen.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "kick computer" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sit on coputer" | ||
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sit on computer" | ||
Floyd | That's not something you can sit down on.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "hmm what now" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sit on stereo" | ||
Floyd | That's not something you can sit down on.
Floyd |
Floyd | You catch a darting movement past your feet.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd | You've been trying all night. It's not going to happen.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Rule the Kingdom of the Sun".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "wake" | ||
Floyd | If only.
Floyd |
Floyd | Something moves beneath the stereo.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "look under stereo" | ||
Floyd | You catch a glimpse of two tiny eyes, shining out from beneath the
Floyd | stereo.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "find eyes" | ||
Floyd | You're not sure where it went.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | The stereo leans against a dune. Your computer squats complacently,
Floyd | the color of the sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book here.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Triumph Alone".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x sky" | ||
Floyd | The sky is dead blue, crushed by sunlight.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x dune" | ||
Floyd | It's exactly like all the sand you've ever seen before.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get dune" | ||
Floyd | You pick up a pinch of sand. It runs through your fingers.
Floyd |
Floyd | You catch a darting movement past your feet.
Floyd |
Floyd | Click. The stereo is playing "Alone".
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sit on dune" | ||
Floyd | That's not something you can sit down on.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| DavidW says, "Try turning on the stereo." | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn on stereo" | ||
Floyd | The stereo is already on.
Floyd |
Floyd | Something moves beneath the computer.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn off stereo" | ||
Floyd | A garbled news report comes on just as you reach for the switch.
Floyd | "Death Val... hikers... missing for... still... hope, say..."
Floyd |
Floyd | ...Old news. You hit the switch: click. The stereo falls silent, turns
Floyd | white, and drops instantly away into sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your computer squats complacently, the color of the sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book here.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "turn off computer" | ||
Floyd | "The only way to win is not to play," flashes the screen. You roll
Floyd | your eyes. The oldest lie; nobody's bought it since ever.
Floyd |
Floyd | You hit the power key; the computer gives a tiny sigh and crumbles
Floyd | away.
Floyd |
Floyd | A tiny figure burrows out of the new-fallen sand. It darts one way,
Floyd | then the other; but there is no more shelter.
Floyd |
Floyd | The figure closes its eyes for a few seconds.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x figure" | ||
Floyd | A tiny human figure walks across the sand. It doesn't seem to notice
Floyd | you.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get figure" | ||
Floyd | You cup your palms around the figure and raise it into the air -- a
Floyd | human shape fallen to its knees in your handful of sand. You gaze
Floyd | down; sunlight seethes in the cauldron of your fingers. The figure
Floyd | slowly slides flat. But the sand is running out of your hands, and the
Floyd | figure falls to the ground, where it slowly pulls itself up again.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "figure, hi" | ||
Floyd | As you speak, currents of air curl across the sand. The figure
Floyd | clutches its clothing about itself and staggers on, ignoring you.
Floyd |
Floyd | The figure moves more slowly now.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | A tiny figure inches across the sand.
Floyd |
Floyd | You can see a travel book here.
Floyd |
Floyd | The figure searches its clothing briefly, and then continues on its
Floyd | way.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "seach figure" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "search figure" | ||
Floyd | You try to peer into the figure's eyes. They are too remote. They do
Floyd | not see you.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x figure" | ||
Floyd | A tiny human figure staggers across the sand. It doesn't seem to
Floyd | notice you.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get figure" | ||
Floyd | You cup your palms around the figure and raise it into the air -- a
Floyd | human shape fallen to its knees in your handful of sand. You gaze
Floyd | down; sunlight seethes in the cauldron of your fingers. The figure
Floyd | slowly slides flat. But the sand is running out of your hands, and the
Floyd | figure falls to the ground, where it slowly pulls itself up again.
Floyd |
Floyd | The figure slumps to the sand. No -- it's still moving, though on
Floyd | hands and knees.
Floyd |
Floyd | The figure closes its eyes for a few seconds.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get book" | ||
Floyd | Taken.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "read book" | ||
Floyd | The Desert Elemental's Handbook -- you've been studying it for ages.
Floyd | Trace moisture segregation, arthropod ecocycles, sand/grit/fines
Floyd | sizing distributions. And, of course, the artistic aspects of heat,
Floyd | time, distance, and death.
Floyd |
Floyd | You skim through the chapters on starvation.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "read book" | ||
Floyd | The Desert Elemental's Handbook -- you've been studying it for ages.
Floyd | Trace moisture segregation, arthropod ecocycles, sand/grit/fines
Floyd | sizing distributions. And, of course, the artistic aspects of heat,
Floyd | time, distance, and death.
Floyd |
Floyd | You skim through the pages on scorpions.
Floyd |
Floyd | The figure seems to be muttering to itself.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get figure" | ||
Floyd | You cup your palms around the figure and raise it into the air -- a
Floyd | human shape fallen to its knees in your handful of sand. You gaze
Floyd | down; sunlight seethes in the cauldron of your fingers. The figure
Floyd | slowly slides flat. But the sand is running out of your hands, and the
Floyd | figure falls to the ground, where it slowly pulls itself up again.
Floyd |
Floyd | The figure falls. After a few seconds... it still doesn't move.
Floyd |
Floyd | The sands quickly cover it.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x sand" | ||
Floyd | It's exactly like all the sand you've ever seen before.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "now how to sandize the book" | |
| diggle says (to Floyd), "drop book" | ||
Floyd | Nothing to do but wait.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "e" | ||
Floyd | Nothing to do but wait.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get sand" | ||
Floyd | Nothing to do but wait.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "z" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "wait" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "waut" | ||
Floyd | That's not a verb I recognize.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| DavidW says (to Floyd), "l" | ||
Floyd | The land is nearly barren. Dunes roll away towards the rising sun; a
Floyd | little shade trails behind them, but that will soon be gone. The sky
Floyd | is flat and empty blue.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "wait" | ||
Floyd | Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x shade" | ||
Floyd | The shadows shrink as you watch. The dunes aren't high here, and the
Floyd | sun is rising fast.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "sleep" | ||
Floyd | If only.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "wake" | ||
Floyd | If only.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "get book" | ||
Floyd | The cover is worn now. The pages are all blank.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "drop book" | ||
Floyd | Nothing to do but wait.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
| ||
| diggle says (to Floyd), "x book" | ||
Floyd | The tiny figure crawls out from under the sands. It's dead.
Floyd |
Floyd | "You win," it says. "Okay, my turn again."
Floyd |
Floyd | >...
Floyd | Nothing left to do. Time passes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The sun crawls higher.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** SHADE ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
| diggle says, "what the fuck exactly happened? .." | |
| diggle says, "err" | ||
| diggle says, "sorry, I thought filters" | ||
| DavidW says, "Everyone asks that." | ||
| DavidW says, "Everyone wants to know what happened in Shade." | ||
| diggle asks, "but no one knows?" | ||
| DavidW says, "There are many theories." | ||
| DavidW says, "Well, the author knows, but he's letting the game speak for itself." | ||
| diggle says, "heh the game doesn't speak well, or maybe we can't listen correctly" | ||
| DavidW says, "One explanation is that the PC died before the game begins of dehydration, and was one of the people mentioned in the stereo's news report." | ||
| Zach says, "I assumed in the process of dying" | ||
| diggle says, "maybe the pc is in the afterlife and they're playing "my simulator has more sand then yours?"" | ||
| Zach says, "Suffering from dehydration-induced hallucinations" | ||
| DavidW says, "But there's also this possible business where the desert and the human are played by two gods who take turns in those roles." | ||
| Zach says, "Which is a real thing" | ||
| DavidW says, "The hallucination idea is likely too, yes." | ||
| Zach says, "When I was in Boy Scouts, I guy got dehydrated on a hike and started hugging trees" | ||
| DavidW says, "Like, the PC was really lost in the desert and hallucinated he/she was in their apartment." | ||
| DavidW says (to Zach), "It's the trees that hug back that you want to stay away from." | ||
| diggle asks, "or maybe he was dying? you know? life flashing before you and all that stuff?" | ||
| Zach says, "If only we could ask the author. But he's a notorious recluse living in the wilderness of Massachusetts." | ||
| DavidW says, "Perhaps we should be asking why the game is called Shade and not Sand." | ||
| DavidW says, "A shade protects you, or tries to, but it also shields you from really seeing what's happening, keeps you in the dark." | ||
| Zach says, "Shade is also what you wish you had in the desert" | ||
| diggle asks, "maybe something bad happened, the pc's mind couldn't cope with it, and he created that illusion in his/her mind?" | ||
| diggle says, "darkness is already crawling around the edges of the windowshade. You have no desire to look night in the face" | ||
| DavidW says, "That's odd. Normally you don't want to look directly at the sun." | ||
| diggle says, ""some part of reality is still crawling in. You have no desire to look reality right in the face, hence breaking your sanity" hmm" | ||
| diggle asks, "can't anyone ask the author?" | ||
| DavidW says, "Sure. That doesn't mean he has to answer." | ||
| diggle says, "haha" | ||
| diggle says, "true" | ||
| DavidW says, "The author is zarf, by the way." | ||
| diggle says, "ah" | ||
| DavidW says, "[LINK] doesn't give anything away." | ||
| DavidW says, "One player's essay on the game is here: [LINK]" | ||
| DavidW says, "It describes the apartment as a shadow world." | ||
