Borgupine/floyd · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Jilnix lily	As your brows frown, the air around you gathers with vile winged insects, which surge forward to plague the water lily. The carnivorous lily makes very quick work of them.
You move the twigs	Nudging the twigs around at random with your toe, you find that you've accidentally formed the shape of the letter R. You find yourself wondering whether trying to find a path through the thicket might have been a mistake.
Go north	You push painfully through the swinging door. You are holding Keiko's hand, so she follows you. You are holding Ashley's hand, so she follows you. This is one of the few modern-day cafeterias that doesn't sport a set of vending machines in addition to standard cafeteria fare. Pale sunlight streams down through the high bank of huge windows, shining carelessly over the faded tile and the ceiling-high folded lunch tables alike. The kitchen door is to the south. Ashley is here, holding hands with you. Keiko is here, holding hands with you and leaning heavily on a lacrosse stick. The cafeteria doors are to the west, but they're completely blocked off behind the folded lunch tables. Jude is here, clinging to Mr. Bunny. Tyrone stands with his arms folded across his pint-sized chest. George stands looking miserable with his hands in the pockets of his too-big pants. Samir is standing nearby with his hands stuffed in his pockets. One of the windows has been shattered, leaving an empty window frame edged with jagged glass shards. You can also see a pommel horse here. The door swings shut behind you.
You close it	Closed.
You look at the marks	Look like orange paint. Grunk not know what marks mean.
You examine the paintings	Which do you mean, Wedding Treasure or Supper with M?
You wear the bear	(first taking the polar bear) This polar bear is much bigger than you are. You'd never be able to lug it around, and besides, you'd have little use for it.
Grind axe	After all you've been through, you believe you have a legitimate axe to grind, and you do so, with relish. The blade of the axe twinkles with razor sharpness.
You examine the ledge	On the ledge beneath the cupboard, the Provider often creates food. You're not supposed to be here, but who will it hurt if you nose around a little? You're beginning to feel dizzy.
You get the scrap of the paper	Taken. From the wireless comes the soft hiss of static and the dramatic tension of a late-night radio show.
You go to the west	here. A few small fires can be seen, and the scent of gasoline is heavy in the air. The exit is a nondescript door to the east. Welcome to the Laboratory of Manufactured Light. A pentagon sits in the lab, reading.
You get it	You've already got your hands full.
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Go west	The south side of a gently-sloping hill. Scrub grass clings tenaciously to its side. A path from the east divides here and crawls up the hill to the north and northwest.
You enter it	In the Boat Shed (in the rowboat) The interior of the shed is dimly lighted by sunlight coming in through the single small window set high in the west wall. Water laps gently against the walls, and there's no floor at all, only a dock that juts out to the south from a narrow platform near the door. The dock is to the east from here. The rowboat rocks and sways in a way that makes you feel just slightly ill. The boat has oarlocks on the sides. A pair of oars is lying in the bottom of the boat. You see some oars here. Lydia is standing on the dock. Lydia climbs into the rowboat with surprising grace - it rocks only a little - and sits down beside you.
You go north	You lead the horror into the narrow service corridor continuing to the north. A set of servants' stairs twists around a wall and disappears above you.
You pull the piston vii	The VII piston extends out of the console with a weighty hiss. Now, the I piston is extended, the II piston is extended, the IV piston is extended, the VII piston is extended, and the X piston is retracted.
Go east	I have reached a place in the corridor where the floor rises up to the northeast. Sonar can detect a huge open area directly to the east. In the room with me are Sensa (in motion) and Poet. Sensa is carrying a small sphere.
You ask him about himself	He’s already told you a bit about himself: as part of his priestly duties he prays for the islanders and visits the sick; he came here about twenty years ago when his ship foundered. He says he had been a chaplain to Cromwell’s forces and was fleeing England at the Restoration; since Charles II came to the throne 145 years ago this hardly seems likely, so you decide to stop pressing him any further, in case he’s a little unhinged.
You pull up on the couch	You pull up on the middle grey couch and get to your feet and you are all steady except for the occasional sway. Cassie says "B-b-b-b-b-buh buh buh."
Decode crumpled	Examining text... Performing heuristics... Counting character frequencies... Performing statistical analysis... Performing more heuristics... Best guess: One Time Pad. 26 character alphabet. Decoding... 1 Hi. Um. Hope I remember how to yse the code book right. How are you? I guesr you're wondering where this note came. Well, I'm living with my dad now. Mom started dating this drug dealer and she got arrested because he was making crystal meth in our basement. So I'm back here at least till the end of the year. So what's new in your life? I'm sorry I haven't kept in touch. Pleare write me back so we can talk some time. [The DataStore entry for this document has been updated to reflect deciphered text.]
You use detergent on the pedestal	They say graffiti is the poetry of our time. You disagree.
You look around	Roller Coaster, in the car The car zips through a series of wild turns and sharp drops. Wooden roller coaster supports whiz past, inches from your head!
You put them on Bubbles	sunglasses: Bubbles has no real way of taking that.
You look in reader	The entry currently on the screen reads: ::mnemonic distribution levels: IX-EJ-KD-2 ::Subject in 5th grade. Subject arrives at school wearing shorts purchased by subject's mother (Xref C280274). The shorts are blue with white stripe, 60%-40% poly-cotton blend, size 8. Note: Subject has been experiencing growth spurts, and currently fits size 8 1/2. Subject experiences extreme apprehension re: social acceptance, fashion etiquette, inadequate fit of shorts. At 11:13, shorts split up the back seam when Subject sits down in front of Tracy Haddington (Xref P120884), triggering extreme shame response; subject undergoes... You tear your eyes away from the screen with a shudder. For a moment, you can almost hear the ghostly echoes of children jeering, which gently dissolves into the sound of a woman's throaty chuckle. Then that, too, fades. [You have just become a little bit less frosty.]
You descend	The only exit is the spiral stair, by which you can emerge from the cistern.
You go to the north	This is a hallway that runs north and south. A door is to the east and a set of double doors lead west. The automaton is here, moving with purpose. The automaton heads off to the north.
You eat the taffy	You chomp down about half of the taffy.
Suede	Threediopolis, Sector 425 Threediopolis, Sector 525 Threediopolis, Sector 526 Threediopolis, Sector 426 Threediopolis, Sector 427
You examine the water	(the small quantity of sewer water) It's just an ordinary-looking small quantity of sewer water.
You plug the cable into the robot	The single-length network cable is already here.
Go north	The foyer widens out to the East and South. An old vending machine stands against the wall The guy is standing by your side
You look at northwest tower	cordials to the all various inhabitants of the Fortress.
You shoot gorilla	You used up your only bullet when you shot that iron strongbox. You wince as the waters climb up around your hips. The goblet is lost in the swirling waters.
3	How can I manipulate the figurines? Press the space bar to display the next line, 'P' to go to the previous menu, or 'Q' to quit. You can't touch them yourself. And no one will help you. [1/5] How might you be able to pick them up without touching them? [2/5] No, you have no psychic powers. There are two physical objects that will do the job. [3/5] You can pick up the figurines with either the fire tongs (which are in the living room, standing next to the fireplace) or the shovel. The command 'pick up figurine with tongs' works. When it comes to carrying them around, though.... [4/5] The tongs and shovel can hold only one figurine at a time. You'll find it more convenient to carry them in your suitcase, or in the burlap sack. Putting them in a container has the added advantage that you won't risk anyone seeing you carrying one around. That would almost certainly be fatal. [5/5] [The End]
You say yes	He bows in place, both palms open. "I am delighted." And then he reaches again for his controls. "But we are nearly done. You have only a few more seconds; and you have yet to show me what becomes of your mysterious cloth-wrapped package." ...glaring light -- [Hit any key.] Diagonal Branch This bare stretch of hallway angles from the northwest to the east; another short hall leads south. You throw yourself to a halt, nearly stumbling, as you hear footsteps approaching from the northwest... and then the guards behind you become audible as well. You duck around the southern corner and glance about desperately.
About you	Your hand isn't quite as firmly attached to your arm as it ought to be, and you are missing a foot. You have eaten a last piece of your friend Jim's brains. A sledgehammer-like rhythm pounds its way from the back of your skull towards your eyeballs, but it only hurts about five times as much as the worst headache you ever experienced while alive.
You look at the mirror	A flawless mirror in a beautifully scrolled walnut frame. It's about as tall as you are.
Hangout	Artist hangout (NE corner) The people who are performing in the club usually hang around here by the stage. A thick lens lies under the loudspeaker, just out of reach. Gus stands here chatting with his posse. A massive loudspeaker is booming tunes next to the stage. The loud bass tones make the lens under the speaker bounce up and down. At the same time it moves gradually more and more away from the wall until it's to your reach.
You take the blade	You begin to climb the beast beginning at a nearby talon sunk into the moonscape. It is rather a large talon, perhaps one thousand meters (give or take), but luckily the talon is sloped, and soon enough you are standing atop a knuckle from which you can survey a considerable metacarpus extending toward an even more considerable radius and ulna. metacarpus extending toward an even more considerable radius and ulna.How awkward, mountaineering on a giant skeleton! Any footholds you find are porous holes in the bone. You have no gear to help. It is all desperate scrambling and split-second decisions. At one point you come across a crack in the humerus large enough to swallow a house. Thankfully you can flutter over it. At last you arrive at a wide scapula. Many hours have elapsed, and your own bones ache from the ascent. You determine to rest for the night. Well, it is not really a night. There aren't normal nights when you are on the moon, and besides, space/time is still bent into a pretzel. But the constellations turn and fireflies twinkle in the gloom. But the constellations turn and fireflies twinkle in the gloom.It is at this juncture that you notice a strange lowing. You peer over the scapula toward a crater in the mountainside below. Inside this crater are numerous creatures like cows, but they are larvae. They are embedded in the lunar cheese, which is dripping from some petrified organ still attached to the giant skeleton's pelvis. In the morning you begin to descend again along the cervical vertebrae attached to the skull. It is a descent, because the skeleton is slouched over the mountain with its head downward. That is how it must have fallen when it was slain. It was indeed slain. You can make no mistake about that. It was indeed slain. You can make no mistake about that.Finally you are scrambling over its cranium, and there in the bone is stuck the vorpal blade. Everything is eerie and quiet, and somehow it seems as though you have come to this spot by appointment. That you are not alone. That the vorpal blade is studying you as you are studying it. It occurs to you that the blade might be some keystone holding the situation together, and that by drawing it out you might reawaken the monster or trigger another unforeseen calamity. But you have determined to take it, and therefore you are going to take it. You grip the handle and you pull. The vorpal blade slides free as easily as a knife from butter -- or in this case, a sword from camembert. camembert.Nothing terrible happens. You have drawn the blade and it is yours, and without delay you return to the moon's surface. A cratered wasteland. Soft cheese squishes underneath your weight and smoke rises from foreboding chasms cleft into the glowing camembert. Before you a great beast is sprawled, slaughtered. It has been dead for eons and its form has decomposed to the bare bone. It is larger than any other animal, some colossus from legend, its death-grip encapsulating a lunar mountain over which it has collapsed.
You examine daiquiri	A single banana bobs fruitlessly in the non-alcoholic Misery Sauce. You can't bear to see this! You reach in and pluck it from its watery grave, then put the rest of the drink out of its misery by tossing it over your shoulder.
You look at the railing	The railing looks pretty flimsy.
Go outside	Scattered around you are the remains of what would have been home to the first wave of colonists. Most of the housing units have been reduced to unidentifiable splintered heaps, but there's one that seems to be intact. The entrance is partially obstructed by debris, but that doesn't pose a problem: you're small enough to squeeze through.
You put the bag in Agotron	You put the plastic bag into the Agotron.
Aveh tia fireno ani toto	You say "Aveh tia fireno ani toto", and you feel the tingling sensation again. There is a faint twittering sound from the cage.
You look at the door	The open door leads north. A plastic plaque mounted on it reads "G7."
You show the passkey to the statue	You can only do that to something animate.
You examine the hole	There seems to be a small hole at the base of the statue - about the size of your arm, it extends deep into the mesmerizing blue stone - you can't see the bottom of it, but there appears to be something stuck in it. Perhaps you should reach in and get it out. Nothing bad will happen. The more you look at the stone, the deeper you peer into the hole, the more you just want to put your arm into it. Perhaps now. Certainly now. "Let's PUT MY ARM INTO THE HOLE!" cries a voice in your head.
You examine the vents	A cheap solution to both lighting and ventilation. That's saurians for you.
You put all on the table	stack of important papers: Done. glass pot: Done. lockpick: Done. gun: Done. radio module: Done. pen: Done. toolcase: Done. toggle switch: Done. scan scrambler: Done. minilamp: Done. key transmitter: Done. voice transmitter: Done. "Right, bring that over here." The stack of important papers has set one of the other papers on the table alight.
You ask the parrots about Emily	There is no reply. You hear a crashing, thumping sound from above, and jump out of the way. No one falls, though, and in a moment it becomes clear that one of the parrots was imitating the sound of your galumphing descent through the rainforest vegetation.
Hit mechanism	Unlikely that would achieve anything.
Go north	Back here is the back of the loveseat casting a shadow over you, it is kind of cold. You can go south and east. You could go west but there is totally a door in your way. You could go north in the hall but there is a baby gate in the way there.
3	"Do you want to hear what's in my essay?" Ferdia just ignores this. "Anyway, I've put all that in my English essay. I can't wait to see what Mrs. Pearse thinks." The school bell rings, calling us to assembly. If it had not rung at that precise moment, I would probably have jumped across the table and strangled Ferdia. But instead, I get up and throw my toast in the food bin. Ferdia waits patiently for me, and we walk to assembly in silence. . . .
You drop all	toggle switch: Dropped. toolcase: Dropped. wrapped package: Dropped.
You open carboys	You lever the carboys out of the hold, crack the seals, and expose the liquid light to space. A thin streamer of light spreads from Horizon's hold. It does little to shift the darkness... but another streamer rolls outward, and then more. Soon you can make out dust particles and shreds of debris -- a star's remains, now aggregated by chance or Horizon's own gravity into a swirling mass. Some aeon this might become a planet. The light diffuses quickly, but your surroundings are illuminated now. You have a chance of getting clear of this space.
You put the newspaper under the door	You slide the newspaper under the door, leaving only an inch or two sticking out on your side.
You check your inventory	I am carrying: a "Ask Me" button (being worn) a red uniform (being worn) a lighter a pack of cigarettes a time clock card "Lean boiled ham, 99 cents a pound."
You go northeast	Since your house is situated on the corner of the block, you have a fairly decent-sized backyard that wraps southwest around the side of the house, also. The entire yard is closed in with a high, wooden privacy fence, but it isn't quite enough to keep the tabloidists from climbing into your yard and getting into the trash. "Poodle-attacking fiend!" Whap Whap Whap
You pour water	What do you want to pour the quantity of water on?
You wait till the rain ends	A bizarre number floats through your mind, and then is gone.
You enter the chest	You lie down inside the chest, and notice that there's plenty of space inside. It's not a bad spot. inside. It's not a bad spot.But there's no time for napping now. You pull yourself out of the box.
You look at the thorn	An inch-long thorn cut from a nameless vine or flower, now extinct. A dark, unidentifiable residue coats the tip.
You look around	You find yourself standing outside the Atlantean Base. The silvery walls of the base rise tall into the starry sky, and seem to stretch on endlessly in either direction. Behind you, to the south, lies a vast, unwelcoming expanse of moonscape.
You look up rotunda in Guide	You flip open the guidebook and read. After browsing for a few moments, you determine there isn't an entry for that topic. There's only one customer in front of you.
You go northeast	(first opening Chinese door) There is a thick, plasteel bulkhead door in the east wall here, complete with a viewing window. The corridor continues to the north, but the pulsing red light and the annoying WOOP-WOOP make it pretty clear that the emergency is here. THE EMERGENCY SIREN BLARES! The emergency door release button is glowing blue.
You search the purse	In your purse are a tube of lipstick and billfold.
You talk komininsky	"There's a piece by Komininsky in the next room," you volunteer. "Mingling with the guests. He, ah, brought her as his date, actually." You and Mike go way back: you've always been fascinated by his genius for subversion. "And so...?" Her eyes meet yours briefly. "It means that he can mediate between her and anyone who tries to talk to her. Being able to control the input gives him an unfair advantage. Most of the fun is watching them interact with each other, in fact." "Bizarre. And he doesn't find it uncomfortable to be romantically involved with a--" "He isn't actually involved with her, naturally. It's a joke. And anyone can see she's not real because she has his signature tattooed across her right shoulderblade."
You reach the sword	There seems to be nothing beyond what the eye can see. The beetle stands still, seemingly watching the deformed bushes.
Wait	Time passes. Some of the yellow mist seeps out of the cargo bay and into the corridor beyond. The spiky silicate life form gets tired and curls up for a nap. At least, you're pretty sure that's what it's doing. A subroutine advises you that the external atmospheric pressure is significantly above your official rating. A subroutine linked to the cryosystems notifies you that you have 464 frozen colonists in cryosleep at this time.
Yes	That was a rhetorical question. A patrol of maurauding ultravixens has entered the area. Your big gun is no match for their power. Swiftly they crush you to death between their thighs.
You consult computer about research center	The computer shows you how to go to the research facility. You'd start with north, from here.
You get brick	Taken. The Valley Patrol appears to be engaged in a belching contest. Ooh, that last one was a real prize-winner!
You look at your surroundings	You are in the living room. There is a doorway to the east. To the west is a cyclops-shaped opening in an old wooden door, above which is some strange gothic lettering, a trophy case, and a rug lying beside an open trap door. There is a glass bottle here. The glass bottle contains: A quantity of water There is a skeleton key here. Your collection of treasures consists of: A jewel-encrusted egg A torch (providing light) A crystal trident A large emerald A trunk of jewels A sceptre A beautiful jeweled scarab A pot of gold A huge diamond A sapphire-encrusted bracelet A jade figurine A chalice A platinum bar A gold coffin A painting A leather bag of coins
You listen	Scaly crawlers make the most noise down here, dragging their tales along the ground, sifting for slugs. Distension is a natural thing for a mangiasaur's belly, but you are aware of your stomach returning to normal as you process your excess of food.
Duke	"The duke shot himself later on," says Dmitri. "That was definitely suicide. It didn't happen at a party though." In order to speak with Dmitri, just mention whatever subject you'd like to hear his opinion about, or you could say farewell.
You examine the stool	It's a simple wooden stool for the elevator operator to sit on.
You search Ivan	full advantage while you can. There's nothing too inconsequential for your attention. You pat him down and turn his jacket out. You reach into his pockets. You look inside his top hat. You even pull open his mouth to examine his teeth. Your fingers are everywhere. "Heavens me!" Ivan says when you're done. "I don't think that an autopsy would uncover anything you just didn't."
You take cup	Taken. (Things go better with Coke.)
Examine Pack	This was the largest package of blank parchment you could buy without looking suspicious. The label on the shiny foil wrapping says it contains four sheets of quality magic-imbued vellum in various colors.
You look at Aylene	You had been expecting someone slight and ephemeral-looking, but she is a tall woman and built proportionally, and reminds you of the pictures you have sometimes seen of proud African women from before the bad years. Only her eyes are wrong, not brown but something closer to golden.
You rub lamp	Lornedei polishes the fairy lamp some more. The light remains the same. Lornedei is waiting for your command. Lornedei's magic drops by one.
You take the trumpet	You pick up the valve trumpet.
Go west	Outside, Bottom Dark clouds dissipate above, while the wind pushes and pulls everything. A metallic vesicle is secured at the south end of the deck. The consumptive area is to the north, the singing room is sectioned off to the east, and a set of stairs lead up. Your Cellarium rests here.
You take the peeler	That's far too heavy a contraption to carry around. You'd rather not drop it on your foot, lest the pain be inconvenient.
You remove clothes	You've never been big on that "natural" look. If you decide you need to take a bath or go to bed, you can disrobe then; otherwise, keep 'em on.
You ask Mel about the ring	Okay, okay, I'll go back to the drab, non-sparkling real world. Mel shakes his head. "Sorry, I didn't catch that."
You throw the cloak at the bee	(first taking the navy cloak) (putting the silver-plated corkscrew into the sack to make room) You'd have to practice a long time before you had any hope of hitting a target that size. The clockwork bee, detecting your presence, stirs angrily to life. You make a few noble efforts to bat it away, but all to no avail. With deadly accuracy it finds your skin; there is a sharp sting, then a gradual dulling...
You eat the apple	(first taking the red apple) Conan eats the apple. His gastric juices quickly kill it. Conan emanates a burp of red smoke.
You jump to Pearl	(You launch first.) Below thick clouds and barren mountains, geometric shapes are etched into the surface of this world. A fuel jockey orbits lazily - tentacles trailing, bladders swollen with deuterium. Moon of a storm-bedecked gas giant, jewel of the Diasporan Commonwealth: a world of blue seas, green continents and white clouds. Its night side glitters with artificial light. The Commonwealth Courier Co. has a floodlit spindle in low orbit. Viktoria doles out the packages, as ever. A dejected freighter captain is awaiting repairs.
Dear old queen	In the distance you hear the first few bars of the British National Anthem as, before your very eyes, the dean is transformed into a reigning monarch in full regalia. Our shoving leopard stops to make a brief curtsy before the queen, then continues pushing her up and down the shoreline.
3	"Slow down, my hasty young friend," chides the demon mockingly. "First, I must know: I have carefully crafted this world to be confounding to your every sense, bedazzling to your mind and befuddling to your wits. Now tell me: was it not good?" [1] Yes, good, very good. Can I go now? [2] If by "good" you mean "mind-numbingly sadistic", then yes, it was good. [3] No, it was utterly horrible! Are you telling me you created this whole place?
Look around	You are in a large, unfinished room, probably intended to be a part of the Royal Museum. Through the door you can hear voices which, from their sound, belong to military or police personnel. A strange grey machine, shaped somewhat like a clothes dryer, is on one side of the room. On the other side of the hall is a powerful-looking black machine, a tight tangle of wires, pipes, and motors. A plaque is mounted near the door. The grey machine, it turns out, is a Frobozz Magic Pressurizer, used in the coal mines of the Empire. The black machine is a Frobozz Magic Room Spinner. The golden machine is referred to as a Temporizer. All are non-working models donated by Frobozzco president John D. Flathead. Directly in front of you is a large golden machine, which has a seat with a console in front. On the console is a single button and a dial connected to a three-digit display which reads 776. The machine is suprisingly shiny and shows few signs of age.
You open the cabinet	You open the forgotten cabinet, revealing a white jumpsuit.
You pull the pendulums	You pull on the pendulums and they detach, almost as if you were meant to carry them around with you.
You read the guide	Looking up its index in A Witch's Guide to the Heavens, you see: You can CONSULT it ABOUT the following topics of interest: its introduction, its index, moon phases, star signs, crystal balls, werewolves.
You look at the scrambler	It's a small orange pyramid, traced with conductor matrix. It can detect and scramble scan-web on any frequency... or so the theory is drawn. Now, you suspect, it's an expensive paperweight. You must have brought it into a countermeasure induction field. There's a minus link on one edge, which is connected to a toggle switch.
Play	You begin another game, briskly throwing the dice into the pit between the paths... ...again you improve as you play... ...but again the clockwork sage outpaces your best efforts, bringing you rapidly to the brink of defeat, his Jackal pegs all brought home but one, while your Hounds have barely left the foothills of their twisting path... ...it is your move, but you seem to have little chance to win.
Look around	A nothingness full of whiteness surrounds you. The only way out is not to leave. Disconcertingly, one of your possessions is making a faint buzzing sound.
You look at dog	The dog is large, muscular, and alert-looking. He's sort of yellow, and has long floppy ears and a droopy muzzle. His collar is attached by a short leash to a ring mounted on the wall beside the cellar doors.

Jilnix lily

As your brows frown, the air around you gathers with vile winged insects, which surge forward to plague the water lily. The carnivorous lily makes very quick work of them.

You move the twigs

Nudging the twigs around at random with your toe, you find that you've accidentally formed the shape of the letter R. You find yourself wondering whether trying to find a path through the thicket might have been a mistake.

Go north

You push painfully through the swinging door. You are holding Keiko's hand, so she follows you. You are holding Ashley's hand, so she follows you. This is one of the few modern-day cafeterias that doesn't sport a set of vending machines in addition to standard cafeteria fare. Pale sunlight streams down through the high bank of huge windows, shining carelessly over the faded tile and the ceiling-high folded lunch tables alike. The kitchen door is to the south. Ashley is here, holding hands with you. Keiko is here, holding hands with you and leaning heavily on a lacrosse stick. The cafeteria doors are to the west, but they're completely blocked off behind the folded lunch tables. Jude is here, clinging to Mr. Bunny. Tyrone stands with his arms folded across his pint-sized chest. George stands looking miserable with his hands in the pockets of his too-big pants. Samir is standing nearby with his hands stuffed in his pockets. One of the windows has been shattered, leaving an empty window frame edged with jagged glass shards. You can also see a pommel horse here. The door swings shut behind you.

You close it

Closed.

You look at the marks

Look like orange paint. Grunk not know what marks mean.

You examine the paintings

Which do you mean, Wedding Treasure or Supper with M?

You wear the bear

(first taking the polar bear) This polar bear is much bigger than you are. You'd never be able to lug it around, and besides, you'd have little use for it.

Grind axe

After all you've been through, you believe you have a legitimate axe to grind, and you do so, with relish. The blade of the axe twinkles with razor sharpness.

You examine the ledge

On the ledge beneath the cupboard, the Provider often creates food. You're not supposed to be here, but who will it hurt if you nose around a little? You're beginning to feel dizzy.

You get the scrap of the paper

Taken. From the wireless comes the soft hiss of static and the dramatic tension of a late-night radio show.

You go to the west

here. A few small fires can be seen, and the scent of gasoline is heavy in the air. The exit is a nondescript door to the east. Welcome to the Laboratory of Manufactured Light. A pentagon sits in the lab, reading.

You get it

You've already got your hands full.

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Go west

The south side of a gently-sloping hill. Scrub grass clings tenaciously to its side. A path from the east divides here and crawls up the hill to the north and northwest.

You enter it

In the Boat Shed (in the rowboat) The interior of the shed is dimly lighted by sunlight coming in through the single small window set high in the west wall. Water laps gently against the walls, and there's no floor at all, only a dock that juts out to the south from a narrow platform near the door. The dock is to the east from here. The rowboat rocks and sways in a way that makes you feel just slightly ill. The boat has oarlocks on the sides. A pair of oars is lying in the bottom of the boat. You see some oars here. Lydia is standing on the dock. Lydia climbs into the rowboat with surprising grace - it rocks only a little - and sits down beside you.

You go north

You lead the horror into the narrow service corridor continuing to the north. A set of servants' stairs twists around a wall and disappears above you.

You pull the piston vii

The VII piston extends out of the console with a weighty hiss. Now, the I piston is extended, the II piston is extended, the IV piston is extended, the VII piston is extended, and the X piston is retracted.

Go east

I have reached a place in the corridor where the floor rises up to the northeast. Sonar can detect a huge open area directly to the east. In the room with me are Sensa (in motion) and Poet. Sensa is carrying a small sphere.

You ask him about himself

He’s already told you a bit about himself: as part of his priestly duties he prays for the islanders and visits the sick; he came here about twenty years ago when his ship foundered. He says he had been a chaplain to Cromwell’s forces and was fleeing England at the Restoration; since Charles II came to the throne 145 years ago this hardly seems likely, so you decide to stop pressing him any further, in case he’s a little unhinged.

You pull up on the couch

You pull up on the middle grey couch and get to your feet and you are all steady except for the occasional sway. Cassie says "B-b-b-b-b-buh buh buh."

Decode crumpled

Examining text... Performing heuristics... Counting character frequencies... Performing statistical analysis... Performing more heuristics... Best guess: One Time Pad. 26 character alphabet. Decoding... 1 Hi. Um. Hope I remember how to yse the code book right. How are you? I guesr you're wondering where this note came. Well, I'm living with my dad now. Mom started dating this drug dealer and she got arrested because he was making crystal meth in our basement. So I'm back here at least till the end of the year. So what's new in your life? I'm sorry I haven't kept in touch. Pleare write me back so we can talk some time. [The DataStore entry for this document has been updated to reflect deciphered text.]

You use detergent on the pedestal

They say graffiti is the poetry of our time. You disagree.

You look around

Roller Coaster, in the car The car zips through a series of wild turns and sharp drops. Wooden roller coaster supports whiz past, inches from your head!

You put them on Bubbles

sunglasses: Bubbles has no real way of taking that.

You look in reader

The entry currently on the screen reads: ::mnemonic distribution levels: IX-EJ-KD-2 ::Subject in 5th grade. Subject arrives at school wearing shorts purchased by subject's mother (Xref C280274). The shorts are blue with white stripe, 60%-40% poly-cotton blend, size 8. Note: Subject has been experiencing growth spurts, and currently fits size 8 1/2. Subject experiences extreme apprehension re: social acceptance, fashion etiquette, inadequate fit of shorts. At 11:13, shorts split up the back seam when Subject sits down in front of Tracy Haddington (Xref P120884), triggering extreme shame response; subject undergoes... You tear your eyes away from the screen with a shudder. For a moment, you can almost hear the ghostly echoes of children jeering, which gently dissolves into the sound of a woman's throaty chuckle. Then that, too, fades. [You have just become a little bit less frosty.]

You descend

The only exit is the spiral stair, by which you can emerge from the cistern.

You go to the north

This is a hallway that runs north and south. A door is to the east and a set of double doors lead west. The automaton is here, moving with purpose. The automaton heads off to the north.

You eat the taffy

You chomp down about half of the taffy.

Suede

Threediopolis, Sector 425 Threediopolis, Sector 525 Threediopolis, Sector 526 Threediopolis, Sector 426 Threediopolis, Sector 427

You examine the water

(the small quantity of sewer water) It's just an ordinary-looking small quantity of sewer water.

You plug the cable into the robot

The single-length network cable is already here.

Go north

The foyer widens out to the East and South. An old vending machine stands against the wall The guy is standing by your side

You look at northwest tower

cordials to the all various inhabitants of the Fortress.

You shoot gorilla

You used up your only bullet when you shot that iron strongbox. You wince as the waters climb up around your hips. The goblet is lost in the swirling waters.

3

How can I manipulate the figurines? Press the space bar to display the next line, 'P' to go to the previous menu, or 'Q' to quit. You can't touch them yourself. And no one will help you. [1/5] How might you be able to pick them up without touching them? [2/5] No, you have no psychic powers. There are two physical objects that will do the job. [3/5] You can pick up the figurines with either the fire tongs (which are in the living room, standing next to the fireplace) or the shovel. The command 'pick up figurine with tongs' works. When it comes to carrying them around, though.... [4/5] The tongs and shovel can hold only one figurine at a time. You'll find it more convenient to carry them in your suitcase, or in the burlap sack. Putting them in a container has the added advantage that you won't risk anyone seeing you carrying one around. That would almost certainly be fatal. [5/5] [The End]

You say yes

He bows in place, both palms open. "I am delighted." And then he reaches again for his controls. "But we are nearly done. You have only a few more seconds; and you have yet to show me what becomes of your mysterious cloth-wrapped package." ...glaring light -- [Hit any key.] Diagonal Branch This bare stretch of hallway angles from the northwest to the east; another short hall leads south. You throw yourself to a halt, nearly stumbling, as you hear footsteps approaching from the northwest... and then the guards behind you become audible as well. You duck around the southern corner and glance about desperately.

About you

Your hand isn't quite as firmly attached to your arm as it ought to be, and you are missing a foot. You have eaten a last piece of your friend Jim's brains. A sledgehammer-like rhythm pounds its way from the back of your skull towards your eyeballs, but it only hurts about five times as much as the worst headache you ever experienced while alive.

You look at the mirror

A flawless mirror in a beautifully scrolled walnut frame. It's about as tall as you are.

Hangout

Artist hangout (NE corner) The people who are performing in the club usually hang around here by the stage. A thick lens lies under the loudspeaker, just out of reach. Gus stands here chatting with his posse. A massive loudspeaker is booming tunes next to the stage. The loud bass tones make the lens under the speaker bounce up and down. At the same time it moves gradually more and more away from the wall until it's to your reach.

You take the blade

You begin to climb the beast beginning at a nearby talon sunk into the moonscape. It is rather a large talon, perhaps one thousand meters (give or take), but luckily the talon is sloped, and soon enough you are standing atop a knuckle from which you can survey a considerable metacarpus extending toward an even more considerable radius and ulna. metacarpus extending toward an even more considerable radius and ulna.How awkward, mountaineering on a giant skeleton! Any footholds you find are porous holes in the bone. You have no gear to help. It is all desperate scrambling and split-second decisions. At one point you come across a crack in the humerus large enough to swallow a house. Thankfully you can flutter over it. At last you arrive at a wide scapula. Many hours have elapsed, and your own bones ache from the ascent. You determine to rest for the night. Well, it is not really a night. There aren't normal nights when you are on the moon, and besides, space/time is still bent into a pretzel. But the constellations turn and fireflies twinkle in the gloom. But the constellations turn and fireflies twinkle in the gloom.It is at this juncture that you notice a strange lowing. You peer over the scapula toward a crater in the mountainside below. Inside this crater are numerous creatures like cows, but they are larvae. They are embedded in the lunar cheese, which is dripping from some petrified organ still attached to the giant skeleton's pelvis. In the morning you begin to descend again along the cervical vertebrae attached to the skull. It is a descent, because the skeleton is slouched over the mountain with its head downward. That is how it must have fallen when it was slain. It was indeed slain. You can make no mistake about that. It was indeed slain. You can make no mistake about that.Finally you are scrambling over its cranium, and there in the bone is stuck the vorpal blade. Everything is eerie and quiet, and somehow it seems as though you have come to this spot by appointment. That you are not alone. That the vorpal blade is studying you as you are studying it. It occurs to you that the blade might be some keystone holding the situation together, and that by drawing it out you might reawaken the monster or trigger another unforeseen calamity. But you have determined to take it, and therefore you are going to take it. You grip the handle and you pull. The vorpal blade slides free as easily as a knife from butter -- or in this case, a sword from camembert. camembert.Nothing terrible happens. You have drawn the blade and it is yours, and without delay you return to the moon's surface. A cratered wasteland. Soft cheese squishes underneath your weight and smoke rises from foreboding chasms cleft into the glowing camembert. Before you a great beast is sprawled, slaughtered. It has been dead for eons and its form has decomposed to the bare bone. It is larger than any other animal, some colossus from legend, its death-grip encapsulating a lunar mountain over which it has collapsed.

You examine daiquiri

A single banana bobs fruitlessly in the non-alcoholic Misery Sauce. You can't bear to see this! You reach in and pluck it from its watery grave, then put the rest of the drink out of its misery by tossing it over your shoulder.

You look at the railing

The railing looks pretty flimsy.

Go outside

Scattered around you are the remains of what would have been home to the first wave of colonists. Most of the housing units have been reduced to unidentifiable splintered heaps, but there's one that seems to be intact. The entrance is partially obstructed by debris, but that doesn't pose a problem: you're small enough to squeeze through.

You put the bag in Agotron

You put the plastic bag into the Agotron.

Aveh tia fireno ani toto

You say "Aveh tia fireno ani toto", and you feel the tingling sensation again. There is a faint twittering sound from the cage.

You look at the door

The open door leads north. A plastic plaque mounted on it reads "G7."

You show the passkey to the statue

You can only do that to something animate.

You examine the hole

There seems to be a small hole at the base of the statue - about the size of your arm, it extends deep into the mesmerizing blue stone - you can't see the bottom of it, but there appears to be something stuck in it. Perhaps you should reach in and get it out. Nothing bad will happen. The more you look at the stone, the deeper you peer into the hole, the more you just want to put your arm into it. Perhaps now. Certainly now. "Let's PUT MY ARM INTO THE HOLE!" cries a voice in your head.

You examine the vents

A cheap solution to both lighting and ventilation. That's saurians for you.

You put all on the table

stack of important papers: Done. glass pot: Done. lockpick: Done. gun: Done. radio module: Done. pen: Done. toolcase: Done. toggle switch: Done. scan scrambler: Done. minilamp: Done. key transmitter: Done. voice transmitter: Done. "Right, bring that over here." The stack of important papers has set one of the other papers on the table alight.

You ask the parrots about Emily

There is no reply. You hear a crashing, thumping sound from above, and jump out of the way. No one falls, though, and in a moment it becomes clear that one of the parrots was imitating the sound of your galumphing descent through the rainforest vegetation.

Hit mechanism

Unlikely that would achieve anything.

Go north

Back here is the back of the loveseat casting a shadow over you, it is kind of cold. You can go south and east. You could go west but there is totally a door in your way. You could go north in the hall but there is a baby gate in the way there.

3

"Do you want to hear what's in my essay?" Ferdia just ignores this. "Anyway, I've put all that in my English essay. I can't wait to see what Mrs. Pearse thinks." The school bell rings, calling us to assembly. If it had not rung at that precise moment, I would probably have jumped across the table and strangled Ferdia. But instead, I get up and throw my toast in the food bin. Ferdia waits patiently for me, and we walk to assembly in silence. . . .

You drop all

toggle switch: Dropped. toolcase: Dropped. wrapped package: Dropped.

You open carboys

You lever the carboys out of the hold, crack the seals, and expose the liquid light to space. A thin streamer of light spreads from Horizon's hold. It does little to shift the darkness... but another streamer rolls outward, and then more. Soon you can make out dust particles and shreds of debris -- a star's remains, now aggregated by chance or Horizon's own gravity into a swirling mass. Some aeon this might become a planet. The light diffuses quickly, but your surroundings are illuminated now. You have a chance of getting clear of this space.

You put the newspaper under the door

You slide the newspaper under the door, leaving only an inch or two sticking out on your side.

You check your inventory

I am carrying: a "Ask Me" button (being worn) a red uniform (being worn) a lighter a pack of cigarettes a time clock card "Lean boiled ham, 99 cents a pound."

You go northeast

Since your house is situated on the corner of the block, you have a fairly decent-sized backyard that wraps southwest around the side of the house, also. The entire yard is closed in with a high, wooden privacy fence, but it isn't quite enough to keep the tabloidists from climbing into your yard and getting into the trash. "Poodle-attacking fiend!" *Whap* *Whap* *Whap*

You pour water

What do you want to pour the quantity of water on?

You wait till the rain ends

A bizarre number floats through your mind, and then is gone.

You enter the chest

You lie down inside the chest, and notice that there's plenty of space inside. It's not a bad spot. inside. It's not a bad spot.But there's no time for napping now. You pull yourself out of the box.

You look at the thorn

An inch-long thorn cut from a nameless vine or flower, now extinct. A dark, unidentifiable residue coats the tip.

You look around

You find yourself standing outside the Atlantean Base. The silvery walls of the base rise tall into the starry sky, and seem to stretch on endlessly in either direction. Behind you, to the south, lies a vast, unwelcoming expanse of moonscape.

You look up rotunda in Guide

You flip open the guidebook and read. After browsing for a few moments, you determine there isn't an entry for that topic. There's only one customer in front of you.

You go northeast

(first opening Chinese door) There is a thick, plasteel bulkhead door in the east wall here, complete with a viewing window. The corridor continues to the north, but the pulsing red light and the annoying WOOP-WOOP make it pretty clear that the emergency is here. THE EMERGENCY SIREN BLARES! The emergency door release button is glowing blue.

You search the purse

In your purse are a tube of lipstick and billfold.

You talk komininsky

"There's a piece by Komininsky in the next room," you volunteer. "Mingling with the guests. He, ah, brought her as his date, actually." You and Mike go way back: you've always been fascinated by his genius for subversion. "And so...?" Her eyes meet yours briefly. "It means that he can mediate between her and anyone who tries to talk to her. Being able to control the input gives him an unfair advantage. Most of the fun is watching them interact with each other, in fact." "Bizarre. And he doesn't find it uncomfortable to be romantically involved with a--" "He isn't actually involved with her, naturally. It's a joke. And anyone can see she's not real because she has his signature tattooed across her right shoulderblade."

You reach the sword

There seems to be nothing beyond what the eye can see. The beetle stands still, seemingly watching the deformed bushes.

Wait

Time passes. Some of the yellow mist seeps out of the cargo bay and into the corridor beyond. The spiky silicate life form gets tired and curls up for a nap. At least, you're pretty sure that's what it's doing. A subroutine advises you that the external atmospheric pressure is significantly above your official rating. A subroutine linked to the cryosystems notifies you that you have 464 frozen colonists in cryosleep at this time.

Yes

That was a rhetorical question. A patrol of maurauding ultravixens has entered the area. Your big gun is no match for their power. Swiftly they crush you to death between their thighs.

You consult computer about research center

The computer shows you how to go to the research facility. You'd start with north, from here.

You get brick

Taken. The Valley Patrol appears to be engaged in a belching contest. Ooh, that last one was a real prize-winner!

You look at your surroundings

You are in the living room. There is a doorway to the east. To the west is a cyclops-shaped opening in an old wooden door, above which is some strange gothic lettering, a trophy case, and a rug lying beside an open trap door. There is a glass bottle here. The glass bottle contains: A quantity of water There is a skeleton key here. Your collection of treasures consists of: A jewel-encrusted egg A torch (providing light) A crystal trident A large emerald A trunk of jewels A sceptre A beautiful jeweled scarab A pot of gold A huge diamond A sapphire-encrusted bracelet A jade figurine A chalice A platinum bar A gold coffin A painting A leather bag of coins

You listen

Scaly crawlers make the most noise down here, dragging their tales along the ground, sifting for slugs. Distension is a natural thing for a mangiasaur's belly, but you are aware of your stomach returning to normal as you process your excess of food.

Duke

"The duke shot himself later on," says Dmitri. "That was definitely suicide. It didn't happen at a party though." In order to speak with Dmitri, just mention whatever subject you'd like to hear his opinion about, or you could say farewell.

You examine the stool

It's a simple wooden stool for the elevator operator to sit on.

You search Ivan

full advantage while you can. There's nothing too inconsequential for your attention. You pat him down and turn his jacket out. You reach into his pockets. You look inside his top hat. You even pull open his mouth to examine his teeth. Your fingers are everywhere. "Heavens me!" Ivan says when you're done. "I don't think that an autopsy would uncover anything you just didn't."

You take cup

Taken. (Things go better with Coke.)

Examine Pack

This was the largest package of blank parchment you could buy without looking suspicious. The label on the shiny foil wrapping says it contains four sheets of quality magic-imbued vellum in various colors.

You look at Aylene

You had been expecting someone slight and ephemeral-looking, but she is a tall woman and built proportionally, and reminds you of the pictures you have sometimes seen of proud African women from before the bad years. Only her eyes are wrong, not brown but something closer to golden.

You rub lamp

Lornedei polishes the fairy lamp some more. The light remains the same. Lornedei is waiting for your command. Lornedei's magic drops by one.

You take the trumpet

You pick up the valve trumpet.

Go west

Outside, Bottom Dark clouds dissipate above, while the wind pushes and pulls everything. A metallic vesicle is secured at the south end of the deck. The consumptive area is to the north, the singing room is sectioned off to the east, and a set of stairs lead up. Your Cellarium rests here.

You take the peeler

That's far too heavy a contraption to carry around. You'd rather not drop it on your foot, lest the pain be inconvenient.

You remove clothes

You've never been big on that "natural" look. If you decide you need to take a bath or go to bed, you can disrobe then; otherwise, keep 'em on.

You ask Mel about the ring

Okay, okay, I'll go back to the drab, non-sparkling real world. Mel shakes his head. "Sorry, I didn't catch that."

You throw the cloak at the bee

(first taking the navy cloak) (putting the silver-plated corkscrew into the sack to make room) You'd have to practice a long time before you had any hope of hitting a target that size. The clockwork bee, detecting your presence, stirs angrily to life. You make a few noble efforts to bat it away, but all to no avail. With deadly accuracy it finds your skin; there is a sharp sting, then a gradual dulling...

You eat the apple

(first taking the red apple) Conan eats the apple. His gastric juices quickly kill it. Conan emanates a burp of red smoke.

You jump to Pearl

(You launch first.) Below thick clouds and barren mountains, geometric shapes are etched into the surface of this world. A fuel jockey orbits lazily - tentacles trailing, bladders swollen with deuterium. Moon of a storm-bedecked gas giant, jewel of the Diasporan Commonwealth: a world of blue seas, green continents and white clouds. Its night side glitters with artificial light. The Commonwealth Courier Co. has a floodlit spindle in low orbit. Viktoria doles out the packages, as ever. A dejected freighter captain is awaiting repairs.

Dear old queen

In the distance you hear the first few bars of the British National Anthem as, before your very eyes, the dean is transformed into a reigning monarch in full regalia. Our shoving leopard stops to make a brief curtsy before the queen, then continues pushing her up and down the shoreline.

3

"Slow down, my hasty young friend," chides the demon mockingly. "First, I must know: I have carefully crafted this world to be confounding to your every sense, bedazzling to your mind and befuddling to your wits. Now tell me: was it not good?" [1] Yes, good, very good. Can I go now? [2] If by "good" you mean "mind-numbingly sadistic", then yes, it was good. [3] No, it was utterly horrible! Are you telling me you created this whole place?

Look around

You are in a large, unfinished room, probably intended to be a part of the Royal Museum. Through the door you can hear voices which, from their sound, belong to military or police personnel. A strange grey machine, shaped somewhat like a clothes dryer, is on one side of the room. On the other side of the hall is a powerful-looking black machine, a tight tangle of wires, pipes, and motors. A plaque is mounted near the door. The grey machine, it turns out, is a Frobozz Magic Pressurizer, used in the coal mines of the Empire. The black machine is a Frobozz Magic Room Spinner. The golden machine is referred to as a Temporizer. All are non-working models donated by Frobozzco president John D. Flathead. Directly in front of you is a large golden machine, which has a seat with a console in front. On the console is a single button and a dial connected to a three-digit display which reads 776. The machine is suprisingly shiny and shows few signs of age.

You open the cabinet

You open the forgotten cabinet, revealing a white jumpsuit.

You pull the pendulums

You pull on the pendulums and they detach, almost as if you were meant to carry them around with you.

You read the guide

Looking up its index in A Witch's Guide to the Heavens, you see: You can CONSULT it ABOUT the following topics of interest: its introduction, its index, moon phases, star signs, crystal balls, werewolves.

You look at the scrambler

It's a small orange pyramid, traced with conductor matrix. It can detect and scramble scan-web on any frequency... or so the theory is drawn. Now, you suspect, it's an expensive paperweight. You must have brought it into a countermeasure induction field. There's a minus link on one edge, which is connected to a toggle switch.

Play

You begin another game, briskly throwing the dice into the pit between the paths... ...again you improve as you play... ...but again the clockwork sage outpaces your best efforts, bringing you rapidly to the brink of defeat, his Jackal pegs all brought home but one, while your Hounds have barely left the foothills of their twisting path... ...it is your move, but you seem to have little chance to win.

Look around

A nothingness full of whiteness surrounds you. The only way out is not to leave. Disconcertingly, one of your possessions is making a faint buzzing sound.

You look at dog

The dog is large, muscular, and alert-looking. He's sort of yellow, and has long floppy ears and a droopy muzzle. His collar is attached by a short leash to a ring mounted on the wall beside the cellar doors.