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Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Otto says, "ah it was allready in"
Taleslinger says (to floyd), "sniff coca"
Floyd | You can't see any such thing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Bishop says, "Aw, crap."
Jacqueline says (to Otto), "I think Bishop put the resin in the pipe already."
maga says, "I think it's still on the desk"
inky says, "er, or was it coco? I have no idea"
maga says (to floyd), "out"
Floyd |
Floyd | Study
Floyd | Stone walls, wreathed in shadows and velvet curtains, rise into the
Floyd | gloom overhead. The old oak writing desk -- once your father's, now
Floyd | your own -- is wedged beneath the window lattice, with a velvet couch
Floyd | before it. A low fire smoulders in its ancient hearth. To the
Floyd | southeast, a bust of Pallas sits atop an arch with darkness beyond.
Floyd |
Floyd | A staccato rap echoes through the room.
Floyd |
Floyd | A bone-deep weariness seizes you, and you are unable to take another
Floyd | step. Your eyes close, you slump against the stone, and darkness
Floyd | overwhelms your mind.
Floyd |
Floyd | Slowly, the dream begins to darken. There are screams, echoes,
Floyd | footsteps running down nameless corridors. Your feet are cold on
Floyd | haunted stone, forever following Lenore's distant echo, forever
Floyd | pursued...
Floyd |
Floyd | The dream fades to reality. A confusion of images; a precipice,
Floyd | falling... and then your head strikes stone, and reality ends.
Floyd |
Floyd | It is a dangerous place, this tower, to dream alone.
Floyd |
Floyd | *** You have died ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game or QUIT?
Floyd | >
Bishop says, "This is jsut like Lurking Horror, only with a different kind of coke."
Jacqueline says (to maga), "Okay, where are there more drugs. Sniff 'em out boy."
inky says, "whoops"
Jacqueline says, "ACK - Dead!"
inky says (to Bishop), "ha ha ha"
inky says (to Jacqueline), "also ha ha ha"
Taleslinger says, "Let's try another game."
maga says, "that'll teach you not to pay proper attention to your habit"
inky says, "we can't give up that easily!"
Floyd | [load -> lead]
Floyd | Please give one of the answers above.
Floyd | >
Floyd |
Jacqueline says, "No, we must restart."
maga says (to floyd), "restart"
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | NEVERMORE
Floyd | An Interactive Gothic
Floyd | by Nate Cull, 2000. Type ABOUT for instructions.
Floyd | Release 10 / Serial number 000928 / Inform v6.21 Library 6/10
Floyd |
Floyd | Study (on the velvet couch)
Floyd | Stone walls, wreathed in shadows and velvet curtains, rise into the
Floyd | gloom overhead. The old oak writing desk -- once your father's, now
Floyd | your own -- is wedged beneath the window lattice, with a velvet couch
Floyd | before it. A low fire smoulders in its ancient hearth. To the
Floyd | southeast, a bust of Pallas sits atop an arch with darkness beyond.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Otto says, "we can continue on this one. It's well written"
Brad asks, "Is it possible to save with Floyd?"
inky says, "yeah"
maga says (to Floyd), "stand"
Floyd | You get off the velvet couch.
Floyd |
Floyd | Study
Floyd | Stone walls, wreathed in shadows and velvet curtains, rise into the
Floyd | gloom overhead. The old oak writing desk -- once your father's, now
Floyd | your own -- is wedged beneath the window lattice, with a velvet couch
Floyd | before it. A low fire smoulders in its ancient hearth. To the
Floyd | southeast, a bust of Pallas sits atop an arch with darkness beyond.
Floyd |
Floyd | You hear the tapping sound again.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Taleslinger says (to floyd), "x couch"
Floyd | A velvet-inlaid couch -- what the Italians call a loveseat -- from the
Floyd | early Renaissance period, a souvenir of your travels in Rome. You