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Floyd | >
maga asks, "free-for-all?"
Jacqueline says, "Yeah."
Jacqueline says, "That seems to be the preference when it's doable."
inky says, "side effetcs include amnesia, mazes, and hunger puzzles"
Jacqueline says, "heh"
DavidW says (to Floyd), "x hook"
Floyd | The calendar is turned to the page for the month of March. It bears a
Floyd | photograph of a snow-covered mountain range. Down the right-hand side
Floyd | are little entries for each day:
Floyd |
Floyd | Sat 1 Mar:
Floyd | Sun 2 Mar:
Floyd | Mon 3 Mar: Call drug research people 6pm
Floyd | Tue 4 Mar: first dose 6:30pm
Floyd |
Floyd | These entries are crossed through, and the rest of the calendar is
Floyd | blank.
Floyd |
Floyd | The house is strangely unfamiliar, as if you'd read about it in a book
Floyd | but never actually set foot inside before.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
olethros says, "yay, seems excellent"
olethros says (to floyd), "call mom"
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "time"
maga says (to Floyd), "i"
DavidW says (to olethros), "'f call mom'" Jacqueline says, "Whoa lag."
Floyd | There is no dial tone. Returning the handset to its cradle, you feel
Floyd | even more helpless and alone.
Floyd |
Floyd | As you try to compose your mind, dark memories wash over you:
Floyd | explosions, death, the tolling of funeral bells, gloom, isolation.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Floyd | [time -> tie]
Floyd | What do you want to tie?
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Floyd | You are carrying nothing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Jacqueline says, "Oh shoot - we didn't tinker with turning that spelling option off."
maga says (to Floyd), "think about rainy soul miasma"
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to think.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
inky says (to Floyd), "get pill"
Floyd | The pillbox is not open.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Jacqueline says (to maga), "heh"
inky says (to Floyd), "open pillbox. take pill. eat it"
Floyd | You open the pillbox.
Floyd |
Floyd | Taken.
Floyd |
Floyd | The pill dissolves quickly on your tongue, and within moments a feeling
Floyd | of disorientation and vertigo overcomes you. Then the walls of the
Floyd | house seem to press in around you, suffocating and crushing - and then
Floyd | you are stumbling, running in blind panic for the stairs, pursued by
Floyd | horrors of every description, maniacal laughter and agonized screams
Floyd | ringing in your ears, and somehow one of the steps lurches upwards,
Floyd | sending you hurtling down headfirst into the monsters waiting at the
Floyd | foot of the stairs...
Floyd |
Floyd | You were found with a broken neck.
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | *** You have died ***
Floyd |
Floyd |
Floyd | In that game you scored 0 out of a possible 36, in 8 turns, which gives
Floyd | you the rank of gibbering Lunatic.
Floyd |