Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2020 3:33 pm
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Go ahead Nancy, give a command!In post 1150, Nancy Drew 39 wrote:/in
I need to read up on the game first, don’t I? What kind of command should I give?In post 1151, Charles510 wrote:Go ahead Nancy, give a command!In post 1150, Nancy Drew 39 wrote:/in
>smell
(darkness)
It does smell a bit. There's something pungent being waved under your nose. Your head begins to clear. You can make out a shadow moving in the dark.
>examine shadow
The shadow is vaguely Ford Prefect-shaped.
Vogon Hold
This is a squalid room filled with grubby mattresses, unwashed cups, and unidentifiable bits of smelly alien underwear. A door lies to port, and an airlock lies to starboard.
Along one wall is a tall dispensing machine.
In the corner is a glass case with a switch and a keyboard.
It looks like the glass case contains:
an atomic vector plotter
Ford removes the bottle of Santraginean Mineral Water which he's been waving under your nose. He tells you that you are aboard a Vogon spaceship, and gives you some peanuts.
>grab satchel
Ford says, "Hey, Arthur, keep your hands off my satchel!"
>Open satchel
You can't. It's not yours. It's Ford's and it's private.
You begin to feel distinctly groggy.
>put junk mail into satchel
Inspection reveals that the satchel isn't open.
You begin to feel indistinctly groggy.
>eat peanuts
You feel stronger as the peanuts replace some of the protein you lost in the matter transference beam.
>Press button on dispenser
That sentence isn't one I recognise.
>press dispenser button
A single babel fish shoots out of the slot. It sails across the room and through a small hole in the wall, just under a metal hook.
Ford yawns. "Matter transference always tires me out. I'm going to take a nap." He places something on top of his satchel. "If you have any questions, here's The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" (Footnote 14). Ford lowers his voice to a whisper. "I'm not supposed to tell you this, but you'll never be able to finish the game without consulting the Guide about lots of stuff." As he curls up in a corner and begins snoring, you pick up The Hitchhiker's Guide.
>wake ford
Rather like trying to wake the dead.
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In post 1157, brassherald wrote:Is... Is that a loss?
>smell
(darkness)
It does smell a bit. There's something pungent being waved under your nose. Your head begins to clear. You can make out a shadow moving in the dark.
>examine shadow
The shadow is vaguely Ford Prefect-shaped.
Vogon Hold
This is a squalid room filled with grubby mattresses, unwashed cups, and unidentifiable bits of smelly alien underwear. A door lies to port, and an airlock lies to starboard.
Along one wall is a tall dispensing machine.
In the corner is a glass case with a switch and a keyboard.
It looks like the glass case contains:
an atomic vector plotter
Ford removes the bottle of Santraginean Mineral Water which he's been waving under your nose. He tells you that you are aboard a Vogon spaceship, and gives you some peanuts.
>grab satchel
Ford says, "Hey, Arthur, keep your hands off my satchel!"
>Open satchel
You can't. It's not yours. It's Ford's and it's private.
You begin to feel distinctly groggy.
>put junk mail into satchel
Inspection reveals that the satchel isn't open.
You begin to feel indistinctly groggy.
>eat peanuts
You feel stronger as the peanuts replace some of the protein you lost in the matter transference beam.
>Press button on dispenser
That sentence isn't one I recognise.
>press dispenser button
A single babel fish shoots out of the slot. It sails across the room and through a small hole in the wall, just under a metal hook.
Ford yawns. "Matter transference always tires me out. I'm going to take a nap." He places something on top of his satchel. "If you have any questions, here's The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" (Footnote 14). Ford lowers his voice to a whisper. "I'm not supposed to tell you this, but you'll never be able to finish the game without consulting the Guide about lots of stuff." As he curls up in a corner and begins snoring, you pick up The Hitchhiker's Guide.
>wake ford
Rather like trying to wake the dead.
>grab satchel
Taken.
It is of course well known that careless talk costs lives, but the full scale of the problem is not always appreciated. For instance, at the exact moment you said "press button on dispenser" a freak wormhole opened in the fabric of the space-time continuum and carried your words far far back in time across almost infinite reaches of space to a distant galaxy where strange and warlike beings were poised on the brink of frightful interstellar battle.
The two opposing leaders were meeting for the last time. A dreadful silence fell across the conference table as the commander of the Vl'Hurgs, resplendent in his black jewelled battle shorts, gazed levelly at the G'Gugvunt leader squatting opposite him in a cloud of green, sweet-smelling steam. As a million sleek and horribly beweaponed star cruisers poised to unleash electric death at his single word of command, the Vl'Hurg challenged his vile enemy to take back what it had said about his mother.
The creature stirred in its sickly broiling vapour, and at that very moment the words "press button on dispenser" drifted across the conference table. Unfortunately, in the Vl'hurg tongue this was the most dreadful insult imaginable, and there was nothing for it but to wage terrible war for centuries. Eventually the error was detected, but over two hundred and fifty thousand worlds, their peoples and cultures perished in the holocaust.
You have destroyed most of a small galaxy. Please pick your words with greater care.
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I believe it does if you make an account.In post 1167, Gamma Emerald wrote:It doesn’t seem like saving works on that version?
This happens if you attack him after your house is destroyed.>attack Mr Prosser
You muck up all his fancy facial work. This is the last moment of satisfaction you will experience for some time.