<body>You awaken in a dark closet.
Your hands are bound behind your back with rope.
Small shafts of light peek through cracks in the wall.
[[Look around closet->Look Closet2]]
[[Struggle->Struggle1]]
[[Try to remember->Remember]]
Or if you've lived the nightmare before, here are some helpful buttons.
[[Jump to the Attic|Jump to CultistAttic]]
[[Jump to the Basement|Jump to CultBasementCorridor]]
[[Jump to Rubble|Jump to Rubble]]
[[Jump to the Barricade|Jump to the Barricade]]
[[Jump to Sam|Jump to Sam]]
</body>
The closet is bare, save for a metal hook attached to the ceiling.
Not much to see while lying on the floor.
[[Struggle->Struggle1]]
[[Try to remember->Remember]]
You wiggle and shake at the ropes.
[[Struggle More->Struggle2]]
[[Look around closet->Look Closet2]]
[[Try to remember|Remember]]
Oh yeah.
You remember now. You are Jonas Mallory.
Your life sucks!
If it's not one thing, it's another.
You try to return a library book and someone jumps you and now you're here.
[[Look around closet->Look Closet2]]
[[Struggle->Struggle1]]
You wiggle just enough to escape.
That's cool.(set: $Tied to 1)
[[Stand up->Closet2 Stand]]
You are now in the bare closet without your hands bound.
Progress!
[[Onward!->Closet2standing]]
<h1>Closet</h1>
---
In the dim light coming from a small hole in the wall, you can see that this closet is small and bare.
(if: $Inventory contains "Rope")[O](else:)[On the floor is a piece of rope and o]n the ceiling is a metal hook.
Just to your right is a door.{(set: $inroom to (a: "Hook", "Door"))} (if: (history:) contains "Look Through Hole")[
The sound of creaking continues above you as Gonk moves things around.
The floorboard above the Hook must be loose.]
(display: "Closet2actions")
(display: "DoStuff")
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<th style="width:25vw">Eyes</th>
<th style="width:25vw;">Mouth</th>
<th style="width:25vw;">Inventory</th>
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<td style="width:25vw; max-height:16vh; #ccc;overflow:auto; padding:0px;">(display: "Hands") </td>
<td style="width:25vw; max-height:16vh; #ccc;overflow:auto;">(display: "Eyes") </td>
<td style="width:25vw; max-height:16vh; #ccc;overflow:auto;">(display: "Mouth") </td>
<td style="width:25vw; max-height:16vh; #ccc;overflow:auto;">(display: "Inventory")</td></tr></table></div></body>
(if: $inroom contains "Hook")[[[Use Hands on Hook|Use Hands on Hook]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Door")[[[Use Hands on Door|Use Hands on Door]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Gonklegs")[ (unless: $talkedabout contains "Gonkkey")[[[Grab at Gonk's legs|Use Hands on Gonklegs]] ]
(else:)[[[Grab key from Gonk's Pocket|Use Hands on Gonklegs]]
]](if: $inroom contains "Gonkhead")[[[Push Gonk through hole|Use Hands on Gonkhead]]
[[Touch Gonk|Touch on Gonkhead]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Altar")[[[Use Altar|Use Hands on Altar]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Window")[[[Open Window|Use Hands on Window]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Bystander2")[[[Grab Bystander|Use Hands on Bystander2]]
](if: $inroom contains "Edna")[(if: $Jsaw contains "Edna")[[[Help Edna down|Help Edna]]
]
](if: $inroom contains "Maxwell")[[[Fist Bump Captain Max|Hands Maxwell]]
](if: $inroom contains "Sam")[[[Shake Sam's Hand|Hands with Sam]]
](if: $inroom contains "Sam")[[[Knock Sam's drink out of his hand|Hands with SamDrink]]
](if: $inroom contains "Bambi")[[[Move Bambi's magizine out of the way|Hands with Bambi]]
]
(if: $inroom contains "Hook")[[[Look at Hook|Use Eyes on Hook]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Door")[[[Look at Door|Use Eyes on Door]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Gonklegs")[[[Look at Gonk|Look at Gonklegs]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Gonkhead")[[[Look at Gonk|Use Eyes on Gonkhead]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Altar")[](if: $inroom contains "Window")[[[Look out Window|Use Eyes on Window]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Bystander2")[[[Look at Bystander|Use Eyes on Bystander2]]
](if: $inroom contains "Edna")[(if: $Jsaw contains "Edna")[[[Look at Edna|Look Edna]]
](else:)[[[Look at Woman|Look Edna]]]
](if: $inroom contains "Maxwell")[[[Look at Captain Max|Look Maxwell]]
](if: $inroom contains "Sam")[[[Look at Sam|Look Sam]]
](if: $inroom contains "Bambi")[[[Look at Bambi|Look Bambi]]
]
(if: $inroom contains "Hook")[[[Use Mouth on Hook|Use Mouth on Hook]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Door")[[[Use Mouth on Door|Use Mouth on Door]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Gonklegs")[[[Bite Gonk|Use Mouth on Gonklegs]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Gonkhead")[[[Bite Gonk|Use Mouth on Gonkhead]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Altar")[[[Lick Altar|Use Mouth on Altar]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Window")[[[Yell out Window|Use Mouth on Window]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Bystander2")[[[Talk to Bystander|Use Mouth on Bystander2]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Sam")[[[Talk to Sam|Talk to Sam]]
] (if: $inroom contains "Sam")[[[Yell in frustration at Sam|use mouth on Sam]]
](if: $inroom contains "Bambi")[[[Talk to Bambi|Talk to Bambi]]
](if: $inroom contains "Bambi")[[[Kiss to Bambi|Use Mouth with Bambi]]
]
Go to where?(display: $InvUsing)
(if: $inroom contains "Hook")[You are Jonas Mallory. Your life sucks!
If it's not one thing it's another.
You try to return a library book and someone jumps you and and now you're here!
(if: $Inventory contains "Rope")[At least you picked up that rope...That's something.] (else:)[At least you are out of that rope. ] ] (if: $GonkPace is 1)[
Frankly it's hard to concentrate with that creaking floorboard.](if: $inroom contains "Gonklegs")[You are Jonas Mallory. Your life sucks!
If it's not one thing it's another.
You try to escape a closet and the roof comes down on you.
Now you're staring at your would be captor's flailing legs.(unless: $talkedabout contains "Gonkkey")[Maybe you can get some information from him. ](else:)[Maybe you can convice him to give you his key.
An optimist would try to reason with him.
You on the other hand...] ](if: $where contains "Attic")[You are Jonas Mallory. Your life sucks!
If it's not one thing it's another. (if: $Inventory contains "Panties")[You return a library book and someone steals your only proof that you did.
Oh well better go get it.](else:)[
You return a library book and someone steals all your stuff.
Well it should be around here somewhere.]](if: $where contains "Sapphire street")[You are Jonas Mallory. Your life sucks!
If it's not one thing it's another.
You try to retrieve a receipt for your timesheet and some jerk summons a world ending horror. Maybe you can get some help.
Quid Pro Quo. Which is a Latin phase you heard one place before.
[[What does that mean?|QPQMeaning]]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
<h1>Inventory</h1>
---
(display: "Inventory03")
(display: "Thereturnkey")
You aren't close enough to bite the hook like a fish.
---
(display: "Closet2standing")
You call out to anyone that might be behind the door.
"Hey? Can you let me out?"
After a minute you come to the conclusion that either there isn't anyone out there, or no one cares about you.
---
(if: $inroom contains "Hook")[(display: "Closet2standing")](else:)[(display: "Destroyed closet")]
He'd kick your teeth out. Or in. or whatever.
---
(display: "Destroyed closet")
He might bite you back.
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
You'd rather not get Hepatitis J.
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
You yell at the window hoping that someone will hear you, stop what they're doing, locate the direction of the sound, decide to help a total stranger in vague danger, come over to where you are, and help you.
You wait for someone to do all of those things...
You shrug, Oh well.
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
[[Ask about Dark Lord]](if: $bystander2 is "Half")[
[[Ask about Half Orks]]
[[Ask what he is doing here|Ask what is he doing here]] ] (if: $bystander2 is "Pants")[
[[Ask about Ork Pants]]
[[Ask what he is doing here|Ask what is he doing here]]](if: $bystander2 is "Woman")[
[[Ask about Ork Women]]
[[Ask what she is doing here|Ask what is she doing here]] ]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
Closet standing
It's out of reach.
---
(display: "Closet2standing")
You knock politely on the door.
No answer.
---
(if: $inroom contains "Hook")[(display: "Closet2standing")](else:)[(display: "Destroyed closet")]
He's kicking too furiously.
If you get close, you'll get kicked in the head.
---
(display: "Destroyed closet")
His stubbly beard is scratchy.
"Hey stop that!"
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
It was always your dream to get an unknown substance on you hands!
Oh wait. No it wasn't!
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
If you punch the window, you will get glass embedded in your hand.
Also, the window is painted shut.
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
(if: $bystander2 is "Half")[You reach out to the bucket but the man stops you.
"You don't want what's in here."
Judging by the smell; he's right. ](if: $bystander2 is "Pants")["Wow. This is high end silk."
"Yes and it's quite expensive so could you not put your grubby hands on it?" The ork shoves you aside and checks to make sure you didn't damage anything. ](if: $bystander2 is "Woman")[You reach out touch the orcish woman's dress, but stop when you notice her expression.
She winks."Don't worry, I won't bite...where it'll show."
You believe her. ]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
On the ceiling is a metal hook.
It probably held a lantern, before this closet was repurposed as a Jonas containment unit.
---
(display: "Closet2standing")
Yeah, that's a door.
---
(if: $inroom contains "Hook")[(display: "Closet2standing")](else:)[(display: "Destroyed closet")]
You cannot see much other than his greenish grey legs. His pants are torn and his toes are long and gnarled.
Just at the top of the hole, you see his arms wedged alongside his body. He cannot reach anything but his pocket.
---
(display: "Destroyed closet")
He looks slightly annoyed and very ugly.
But who knows? Maybe for Orks he’s quite attractive.
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
Looking out the window, you see a surprisingly clean street.
Even weirder, you don't see anyone getting stabbed, robbed, or chased by thugs.
What is this city coming to?
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
(if: $bystander2 is "Half")[He has a pronounced underbite, grayish skin, and an implacable expression. His clothes are filthy and hard worn, and he has what you hope is dirt smeared all over his arms. ](if: $bystander2 is "Pants")[His suit is perfect: A silken vest, white shirtsleeves, and impeccable tie. Other than the fact that his face looks like a blind person sculpted it with their feet, he wouldn't be out of place on the cover of a magazine. ] (if: $bystander2 is "Woman")[She wears a blue dress and holds a beaded handbag. The dress complements her...robust figure and broad shoulders. The neckline is low cut, and the split leg skirt goes much higher than most. She notices your eyes and raises her eyebrows.
"If you look any harder, I might get embarrassed."]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
You pick up the rope. (set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Rope"))
----
(display: "Closet2standing")
(if: (history:) contains "Look Through Hole")[](else:)[
[[Look Through Hole]] ](if: $Inventory contains "Rope")[](else:)[
[[Pick up Rope]] ]
[[Open Door|Closetdoor]]
<h1>Destroyed Closet</h1>
---
This closet isn't in very good shape.
The ceiling has a huge hole in it.
Plugging the hole is the bottom half of Gonk.
His legs flail about.
His grubby gnarled toes almost hit you in the head and his torn pant legs fling dust and dirt about has he struggles.
{
(set: $inroom to (a:))
(set: $inroom to (a: "Gonklegs", "Door"))
(set: $where to "destroyedcloset")}
[[Talk to Gonk|Talk to Gonklegs]]
[[Look at Gonk|Look at Gonklegs]]
(display: "DoStuff")
{
(set: $inroom to [] )
(set: $inroom to (array: "Bystander2"))
(set: $where to "OutOttic")
}(if: $met contains "street")[You are on the rich side of town. You might want to get out of here before someone arrests you for loitering. ](else:)[(if: $Winjump is true)[You stand up and brush the glass from your hair. That was very painful.]]
Looking around you realize you are on the wrong side of the tracks. That is to say, you don't belong on rich side of town and you are on the rich part of town. You get some sideways glances from the hoity toity pedestrians.
(if: $met contains "street")[(if: $bystander2 is "Half")[Watching you from across the street, is a burly young man with a pronounced overbite. He stands a foot taller than you, has a bucket in one hand, and stares at you like you just finished a bad performance of a complicated musical number and were expecting applause.] (if: $bystander2 is "Pants")[Watching you from across the street is an ork in a well fitting suit. He stands with a pencil tucked behind his ear and a box in his hands, staring at you as if you had turnips in your ears. ] (if: $bystander2 is "Woman")[Watching you from across the street is an ork in a blue dress. She stands with a tube of green paint poised at her lips, staring at you like you had a duck sitting on your head.]](else:)[ (if: $bystander2 is "Half")[Watching you from across the street is a burly young man with a pronounced overbite. He stands a foot taller than you, has a bucket in one hand, and stares at you like you just finished a bad performance of a complicated musical number and were expecting applause.] (if: $bystander2 is "Pants")[Watching you from across the street is an ork in a well fitting suit. He stands with a pencil tucked behind his ear and a box in his hands staring at you like you had turnips in your ears. ] (if: $bystander2 is "Woman")[Watching you from across the street is an ork in a blue dress. She stands with a tube of green paint poised at her lips, staring at you like you had a duck sitting on your head.]
(if: $bystander2 is "Half")["Uh..." he says putting down the bucket.] (if: $bystander2 is "Pants")["Uh..." he says putting down the box.] (if: $bystander2 is "Woman")["Uh..." she says, lowering the paint from her lips.] (if: $Winjump is true)["Why did you jump out of that window? You're not a thief, are you?"] (else:)["Why did you bolt out of that door? You're not a thief, are you?"] ](set: $met to it + (array: "street"))(if: $talkedabout contains "Hideout")[
---
Well you have two Options:
* Go back to the library and ask for another receipt or
* Go to the secret hideout of Dark Lord, where he and his cultists will be performing ghastly rituals.
Frankly you don't like either one.
[[Go to Hideout|ToHide]]
[[Go back to library|ToLib]] ]
---
(display: "TalkBystander2")
The door is locked.
----
(display: "Closet2standing")
Peering through the hole, you can see two figures talking in front of a roaring fireplace.
One is large and brutish, the other cloaked in a black robe.
"He doesn't have it! He must have hidden it somewhere," says the black robed one. "Unless..." He turns to the brute. "Did he return it?"
"How would I know?" responds the Brute, "You told me to wap him on the head and bring him here, not conduct an in depth interview about his life."
"Damn it Gonk, you fool!" shrieks the berobed one. "If he returned it, we wouldn't have risk bringing him here. We could have just taken him to the sacrificial pit."
"Well, then go check. I'll go ditch the body," responds the brutish one, you infer is named Gonk.
[[You hope he's not talking about you|Look Through Hole2]]
"No!" The black robe blurts out. "If he didn't return it, we will need to interrogate him. I'll go check, You get my altar prepared for our sacrifice."
"Ok, ok."
"And make sure he doesn't escape the dungeon!"
"You mean the pantry?" responds Gonk.
"It's our dungeon. Not a pantry!"
"Look," says Gonk putting his hands on his hips. "My Grandfather minioned under Dark Lord Uberforth himself. This isn't my first thingy-where-you-grab-a-bull-for-some-reason. If you want to be a real Dark Lord, you're going to have to invest in a real dungeon. Not just have me empty the pantry every time you want to lock someone up."
"Silence!" screams black robe. "Who's the Dark Lord here?"
Gonk sighs, "You are."
"That's right!" with that the berobed man exits followed by Gonk.
A moment later, you hear a door slam. A moment after that, you begin hearing a creaking sound as a loose floor board in the ceiling above you is stepped on. This creaking sound continues periodically.
Gonk must be moving things around above you.(set: $GonkPace to 1)
[[How do you get yourself into these messes?|Closet2standing]]
A pair of Charlie's underwear.
This pink lacey undergarment with an elasticated waistband wouldn't cover much and unboutedly wouldn't cover enough.(set: $InvUsing to "Use Panties Table")
''Use Panties with what?''(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Talk to Gonk about Panties|Use Panties on Gonkhead]]
]
(if: $Inventory contains ("Whiskey"))[
[[Use Panties on Whiskey|Use Panties on Whiskey]]](if: $Inventory contains ("Coin shaped Rocks") )[
[[Stick Coin shaped Rocks in Panties|Use Panties on Coin shaped Rocks]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Shoe"))[
[[Use Panties on Shoe|Use Panties on Shoe]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Fountain Pen"))[
[[Write name on Panties with Fountain Pen|Use Panties on Fountain Pen]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Hammer"))[
[[Stick Hammer in Panties|Use Panties on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Lipstick"))[
[[Use Panties and Lipstick|Use Panties on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Chequebook"))[
[[Stick blank Cheque in Panties|Use Panties on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Angry Letter"))[
[[Stick Panties in Angry Letter|Use Panties on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coupon"))[
[[Stick Coupon in Panties|Use Panties on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Use Rope with Panties|Use Rope on Panties]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Try to suck moisture from Panties|Use No Water on Panties]]]
This very expensive whiskey was apparently not the brand that Sam ordered. It has a gold label with a clover emblem.(set: $InvUsing to "Use Whiskey Table")
''Use Whiskey with what?''
(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Offer Whiskey to Gonk|Use Whiskey on Gonkhead]] ]
(if: $Inventory contains ("Panties"))[
[[Use Panties on Whiskey|Use Panties on Whiskey]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coin shaped Rocks"))[
[[Dunk Coin shaped Rocks in Whiskey.|Use Whiskey on Coin shaped Rocks]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Shoe"))[
[[Drink Whiskey from Shoe|Use Whiskey on Shoe]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Fountain Pen"))[
[[Fill Fountain Pen with Whiskey|Use Whiskey on Fountain Pen]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Hammer"))[
[[Smash Whiskey bottle with Hammer|Use Whiskey on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Lipstick"))[
[[Make Lipstick marks on lip of Whiskey bottle.|Use Whiskey on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Chequebook"))[
[[Get drunk and write Cheques your ass can't cash!|Use Whiskey on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Angry Letter"))[
[[Soak Angry Letter in Whiskey|Use Whiskey on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coupon"))[
[[Redeem coupon for Drunken sins|Use Whiskey on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Think of something to do with Rope and Whiskey|Use Rope on Whiskey]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Drink Whiskey|Use No Water on Whiskey]]]
Someone carved some rocks to resemble coins.
You guess that they were trying to scam the wishing fountain.
Although you don't know how someone can trick a pool of water.(set: $InvUsing to "Use Coin shaped Rocks Table")
''Use Coin shaped Rocks on what?''
(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Peg Gonk in the Head with Coin shaped Rocks|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Gonkhead]]]
(if: $Inventory contains ("Panties"))[
[[Stick Coin shaped Rocks in Panties|Use Panties on Coin shaped Rocks]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Whiskey"))[
[[Dunk Coin shaped Rocks in Whiskey.|Use Whiskey on Coin shaped Rocks]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Shoe"))[
[[Put Rocks in Shoe|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Shoe]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Fountain Pen"))[
[[Throw Coin shaped Rocks into Fountain Pen and make a wish!|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Fountain Pen]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Hammer"))[
[[Smash rocks with Hammer|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Lipstick"))[
[[Use Lipstick to make Coin shaped Rocks look more realistic|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Chequebook"))[
[[Ponder on the connection between Coin shaped Rocks and Chequebook|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Angry Letter"))[
[[Use Coin shaped Rocks with Angry Letter|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coupon"))[
[[Ponder on the connection between Coin shaped Rocks and Coupon|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Use Rope to make a sling for Coin shaped Rocks|Use Rope on Coin shaped Rocks]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Lick moisture from Coin shaped Rocks|Use No Water on Coin shaped Rocks]] ]
It's your left shoe. It fell off when you fell down the stairs. You aren't sure why you didn't just put it back on.
(set: $InvUsing to "UseShoe Table")[[Put on shoe|Shoe 2]]
''Use Shoe on what?''
(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Show Shoe to Gonk|Use Shoe on Gonkhead]] ]
(if: $Inventory contains ("Panties"))[
[[Use Panties on Shoe|Use Panties on Shoe]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Whiskey"))[
[[Drink Whiskey from Shoe|Use Whiskey on Shoe]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coin shaped Rocks"))[
[[Put Rocks in Shoe|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Shoe]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Fountain Pen"))[
[[Write name on Shoe with Fountain Pen|Use Shoe on Fountain Pen]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Hammer"))[
[[Smash Shoe with Hammer|Use Shoe on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Lipstick"))[
[[Make Lipstick marks on Shoe|Use Shoe on Lipstick]]](if: $Inventory contains ("Angry Letter"))[
[[Make Shoe print on Angry Letter|Use Shoe on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coupon"))[
[[Stick Coupon in Angry Letter|Use Shoe on Coupon]]](if: $Inventory contains ("Chequebook"))[
[[Forge Cheque to buy new shoes|Use Shoe on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Replace laces in Shoe with Rope|Use Rope on Shoe]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Drink from Shoe|Use No Water on Shoe]] ]
This fountain pen is now empty. You got it for free, but still feel ripped off.
(set: $InvUsing to "Use Fountain Pen Table")
''Use Fountain Pen with what?''
(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Give Autograph to Gonk|Use Fountain Pen on Gonkhead]] ]
(if: $Inventory contains ("Panties"))[
[[Write name on Panties with Fountain Pen|Use Panties on Fountain Pen]]] (if: $Inventory contains ("Whiskey"))[
[[Fill Fountain Pen with Whiskey|Use Whiskey on Fountain Pen]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coin shaped Rocks"))[
[[Throw Coin shaped Rocks into Fountain Pen and make a wish!|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Fountain Pen]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Shoe"))[
[[Write name on Shoe with Fountain Pen|Use Shoe on Fountain Pen]]](if: $Inventory contains ("Hammer"))[
[[Smash Fountain Pen with Hammer|Use Fountain Pen on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Lipstick"))[
[[Fill Fountain Pen with Lipstick|Use Fountain Pen on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Chequebook"))[
[[Forge another Cheque with Fountain Pen|Use Fountain Pen on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Angry Letter"))[
[[Edit Angry Letter|Use Fountain Pen on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coupon"))[
[[Use Fountain Pen to draw masterpiece of Richard Dawkins on Coupon|Use Fountain Pen on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Write name on Rope with Fountain Pen|Use Rope on Fountain Pen]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Drink from Fountain Pen|Use No Water on Fountain Pen]]]
If Markus had this hammer, he'd hammer in the morning,
he'd hammer in the evening,
he'd hammer your face in for stealing his hammer.
(set: $InvUsing to "Use Hammer Table")
''Use Hammer with what?''
(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Smash Gonk in the head|Use Hammer on Gonkhead]]
](if: $Inventory contains ("Panties"))[
[[Stick Hammer in Panties|Use Panties on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Whiskey"))[
[[Smash Whiskey bottle with Hammer|Use Whiskey on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coin shaped Rocks"))[
[[Smash rocks with Hammer|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Shoe"))[
[[Smash Shoe with Hammer|Use Shoe on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Fountain Pen"))[
[[Smash Fountain Pen with Hammer|Use Fountain Pen on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Lipstick"))[
[[Smash Lipstick with Hammer|Use Hammer on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Chequebook"))[
[[Smash Chequebook with Hammer|Use Hammer on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Angry Letter"))[
[[Smash Angry Letter with Hammer|Use Hammer on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coupon"))[
[[Smash Coupon|Use Hammer on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Hammer out knots on Rope.|Use Rope on Hammer]]](if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Lick Hammer|Use No Water on Hammer]] ]
This tube of lipstick has "engorged passion red" in neat print on the side.(set: $InvUsing to "Use Lipstick Table")
[[Look Closer|EyesLipstick]]
''Use Lipstick on what?''(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Give Gonk a makeover!|Use Lipstick on Gonkhead]]
](if: $Inventory contains ("Panties"))[
[[Use Panties and Lipstick|Use Panties on Lipstick]]](if: $Inventory contains ("Whiskey"))[
[[Make Lipstick marks on lip of Whiskey bottle.|Use Whiskey on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coin shaped Rocks"))[
[[Use Lipstick to make Coin shaped Rocks look more realistic|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Shoe"))[
[[Make Lipstick marks on Shoe|Use Shoe on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Fountain Pen"))[
[[Fill Fountain Pen with Lipstick|Use Fountain Pen on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Hammer"))[
[[Smash Lipstick with Hammer|Use No Water on Hammer]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Chequebook"))[
[[Use Lipstick to forge Cheque|Use Lipstick on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Angry Letter"))[
[[Make Lipstick marks on Angry Letter|Use Lipstick on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coupon"))[
[[Give the Coupon a makeover!|Use Lipstick on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Consider the relationship between Rope and Lipstick|Use Rope on Lipstick]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Try to suck moisture from Lipstick|Use No Water on Lipstick]] ]
Judging by the size of the blank amount section Sam doesn't write small checks.(set: $InvUsing to "Use Chequebook Table")
''Use Chequebook on what?''(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Bribe Gonk|Use Chequebook on Gonkhead]]
]
(if: $Inventory contains ("Panties"))[
[[Stick blank Cheque in Panties|Use Panties on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Whiskey"))[
[[Get drunk and write Cheques your ass can't cash!|Use Whiskey on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coin shaped Rocks"))[
[[Ponder on the connection between Coin shaped Rocks and Chequebook|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Shoe"))[
[[Forge Cheque to buy new shoes|Use Shoe on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Fountain Pen"))[
[[Fill Fountain Pen with Lipstick|Use Fountain Pen on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Hammer"))[
[[Smash Chequebook with Hammer|Use Hammer on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Lipstick"))[
[[Use Lipstick to forge Cheque|Use Lipstick on Chequebook]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Angry Letter"))[
[[Send Cheque with Angry letter|Use Chequebook on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coupon"))[
[[Use Chequebook with Coupon|Use Chequebook on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Consider the relationship between Rope and Chequebook|Use Rope on Chequebook]] ]
(if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Try to suck moisture from Lipstick|Use No Water on Chequebook]] ]
Wow. Sam really doesn't like getting his packages late. Sam's sloppy signature is at the bottom.
(set: $InvUsing to "Use Angry Letter Table")
Use Angry Letter with what?(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Give Angry Letter to Gonk|Use Angry Letter on Gonkhead]] ]
(if: $Inventory contains ("Panties"))[
[[Stick Panties in Angry Letter|Use Panties on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Whiskey"))[
[[Sprinkle Whiskey on Angry Letter|Use Whiskey on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coin shaped Rocks"))[
[[Use Coin shaped Rocks with Angry Letter|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Shoe"))[
[[Make Shoe print on Angry Letter|Use Shoe on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Fountain Pen"))[
[[Rewrite Angry Letter with Fountain Pen|Use Fountain Pen on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Hammer"))[
[[Smash Angry Letter with Hammer|Use Hammer on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Lipstick"))[
[[Use Lipstick with Angry Letter|Use Lipstick on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Chequebook"))[
[[Send Cheque with Angry letter|Use Chequebook on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coupon"))[
[[Stick Coupon in Angry Letter|Use Angry Letter on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Consider the relationship between Rope and Angry Letter|Use Rope on Angry Letter]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Try to suck moisture from Angry Letter|Use No Water on Angry Letter]] ]
It says "Church of the Mighty Ronald. Absolutions: Buy one, get one free."(set: $InvUsing to "Use Coupon Table")
[[Read small print|Coupon2]]
''Use Coupon on what?''(if: $inroom contains ("Gonkhead"))[
[[Give Coupon to Gonk|Use Coupon on Gonkhead]]]
(if: $Inventory contains ("Panties"))[
[[Stick Coupon in Panties|Use Panties on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Whiskey"))[
[[Redeem coupon for Drunken sins|Use Whiskey on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Coin shaped Rocks"))[
[[Ponder on the connection between Coin shaped Rocks and Coupon|Use Coin shaped Rocks on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Shoe"))[
[[Stick Coupon in Angry Letter|Use Shoe on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Fountain Pen"))[
[[Use Fountain Pen to Draw master piece of Richard Dawkins on Coupon|Use Fountain Pen on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Hammer"))[
[[Smash Coupon|Use Hammer on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Lipstick"))[
[[Give the Coupon a makeover!|Use Lipstick on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Chequebook"))[
[[Use Chequebook with Coupon|Use Chequebook on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Angry Letter"))[
[[Stick Coupon in Angry Letter|Use Angry Letter on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("Rope"))[
[[Consider the relationship between Rope and Coupon|Use Rope on Coupon]] ](if: $Inventory contains ("No Water"))[
[[Use Coupon to slake thirst|Use No Water on Coupon]] ]
Whoever tied this rope didn't //earn// their boyscout badges. It's surface area is covered with the previous failed knots.
(set: $InvUsing to "Use Rope Table")
''Use Rope on what?''(if: $inroom contains "Hook")[
[[Use Rope on Hook|Use Rope on Hook]]](if: $inroom contains "Door")[
[[Use Rope on Door|Use Rope on Door]]]
(if: $inroom contains "Gonklegs")[
[[Use Rope on Gonk|Use Rope on Gonklegs]] ] (if: $inroom contains "Gonkhead")[
[[Show Rope to Gonk|Use Rope on Gonkhead]] ]
(if: $Inventory contains "Panties")[
[[Use Rope with Panties|Use Rope on Panties]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Whiskey")[
[[Think of something to do with Rope and Whiskey|Use Rope on Whiskey]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Coin shaped Rocks")[
[[Use Rope to make a sling for Coin shaped Rocks|Use Rope on Coin shaped Rocks]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Shoe")[
[[Replace laces in Shoe with Rope|Use Rope on Shoe]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Fountain Pen")[
[[Write name on Rope with Fountain Pen|Use Rope on Fountain Pen]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Hammer")[
[[Hammer out knots on Rope.|Use Rope on Hammer]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Lipstick")[
[[Consider the relationship between Rope and Lipstick|Use Rope on Lipstick]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Chequebook")[
[[Consider the relationship between Rope and Chequebook|Use Rope on Chequebook]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Angry Letter")[
[[Consider the relationship between Rope and Angry Letter|Use Rope on Angry Letter]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Coupon")[
[[Consider the relationship between Rope and Coupon|Use Rope on Coupon]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "No Water")[
[[Try to suck moisture from Rope|Use No Water on Rope]] ]
You can't remember the last time you had a nonalcoholic drink.
''Use No Water on what?''(set: $InvUsing to "Use No Water Table")(if: $inroom contains "Hook")[
[[Use No Water on Hook]] ](if: $inroom contains "Door")[
[[Use No Water on Door]] ]
(if: $inroom contains "Gonklegs")[
[[Use Lack of Water on Gonk|Use No Water on Gonklegs]]](if: $inroom contains "Gonkhead")[
[[Use Lack of Water on Gonk|Use No Water on Gonkhead]] ]
(if: $Inventory contains "Panties")[
[[Try to suck moisture from Panties|Use No Water on Panties]] ](if: $Inventory contains "Whiskey")[
[[Drink Whiskey|Use No Water on Whiskey]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Coin shaped Rocks")[
[[Lick moisture from Coin shaped Rocks|Use No Water on Coin shaped Rocks]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Shoe")[
[[Drink from Shoe|Use No Water on Shoe]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Fountain Pen")[
[[Drink from Fountain Pen|Use No Water on Fountain Pen]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Hammer")[
[[Hit yourself with hammer until you don't feel thirsty anymore.|Use No Water on Hammer]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Lipstick")[
[[Try to suck moisture from Lipstick|Use No Water on Lipstick]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Chequebook")[
[[Try to suck moisture from Chequebook|Use No Water on Chequebook]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Angry Letter")[
[[Try to suck moisture from Angry Letter|Use No Water on Angry Letter]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Coupon")[
[[Use Coupon to slake thirst|Use No Water on Coupon]] ] (if: $Inventory contains "Rope")[
[[Try to suck moisture from Rope|Use No Water on Rope]] ]
"Hey Gonk! Got any bottled water?"
"What? No!"(display: $InvUsing)
Even is they were freshly laundered; No.(display: $InvUsing)
Getting drunk right now would be a terrible idea.(display: $InvUsing)
These stones were soaking in water not fit for human consumtion.(display: $InvUsing)
Ew. Why would you even consider that?(display: $InvUsing)
Fountain <b><u>Pen</u></b>(display: $InvUsing)
The sudden desire to pummeling yourself into unconsciousness could be a sign of dehydration.(display: $InvUsing)
You heard a rumor that the average woman swallows six pounds of lipstick during her lifetime, but you assume that is done unintentionaly.
Generally, it isn't a good idea to intentionally do what others only do by accident.(display: $InvUsing)
You really shouldn’t forge anymore cheques. Especially to buy a drink.(display: $InvUsing)
Even if Sam was spitting mad while writing this, you wouldn't want to drink Sam's spit.(display: $InvUsing)
Well, I guess you could fold it into a drinking cup and- No!-No! That's a stupid idea!(display: $InvUsing)
That's a great idea!
Suck moisture from a mankey old rope!
That was sarcasm.(display: $InvUsing)
(unless: $talkedabout contains "Gonkkey")["Hey Gonk! You are terrible at tying ropes!"
"You're terrible at insulting people"
He's got you there.
(display: "Thereturnkey")](else:)["Hey Gonk." You call out. "Did you know that I have unfettered access to your groin and a piece of knotted up rope?"
Gonk stops kicking.
"what."
"How about you pass me that key and I don't go all Mexican kid with a piñata on your breadbasket."
"Uh...Go ahead" Gonk says lazily swinging his legs. "...I don't have any genitalia."
[[What?!?|Gonkballs1]]]
"Hey Gonk. You are terrible at tying ropes."
"You're terrible at insulting people"
He's got you there.(set: $GonkLike to it -1)(display: $InvUsing)
You aren't into the kinky stuff.(display: $InvUsing)
You could wrap the bottle in the rope to conceal it while you drink in public.
Except, Goldenport has no public drinking laws, and you aren't a big drinker.(display: $InvUsing)
That would make a terrible sling.(display: $InvUsing)
The Rope is too thick to use as laces.(display: $InvUsing)
If there were ink left, you could write your name on this rope. Then it really would be your rope.
But alas you must remain only the technical owner of a rope.(display: $InvUsing)
Sometimes, your dad would untie hard knots by hitting them with a hammer.
You briefly try, and hit your thumb.(display: $InvUsing)
Anylist of objects that include Lipstick and Rope, isn't a list you don't want to see.(display: $InvUsing)
Rope, Tight Rope, Balancing on a tight rope, Balancing a chequebook! Oh my GOD! it's all connected.
Wait. No. That's stupid.(display: $InvUsing)
Sam might beat //you// with a piece of rope if you don't deliver this.(display: $InvUsing)
Most religions tie people down to get them to confess. The Church of the Mighty Ronald just offers Forgiveness for a Fee.(display: $InvUsing)
You pull out the Panties.
"You don't need to brag!" Gonk spits.
"What?" You say confused.
"Look I've heard that you're boinking the bartender at //The Royal Riches//. You don't need to go around showing trophies of your conquests to everyone."
"I-" You stammer. "I'm not //boinking// Charlie!"
"I've been following you for a while." Gonk says with a knowing look. "You keep going in and out of her room."
"She's a friend! She lets me sleep in her room."
"Sure" Gonk winks.
"I'm not sleeping with her. I'm sleeping...__adjacent__ to her."
"Oh! 'jacent. Is that what you kids are calling it these days?"
You give up on trying to convince him.(display: $InvUsing)
Booze and loose women are pollutants of the soul.
Well you don't drink, and the woman is so loose she escaped her undergarments.
Maybe we'll call it a draw.(display: $InvUsing)
This would be more fun if these rocks were shaped like dollar bills and the panties were in use.
You try it anyway. (display: $InvUsing)
You don't have any kind of foot fetish.(display: $InvUsing)
If you write your name on them, then people will think they are your's.(display: $InvUsing)
Markus has been trying to months to get his hammer in Charlie's Panties,
But not like //that//.(display: $InvUsing)
These are both Charlie's.
But you don't think she'd like them mixed up together.(display: $InvUsing)
Using a blank cheque to tip a stripper would give the universe card blanc to make your life hell.
...Not that Charlie is a stripper!(display: $InvUsing)
That might send mixed messeges.(display: $InvUsing)
It would be incredibly cheap/self-righteous to stick a Coupon to a Church in a woman's underwear.(display: $InvUsing)
"You want a drink Gonk?"
"Nah! I never touch the stuff." Gonk says. "You never know when you're gonna have to kidnap a princess or steal a holy relic."(set: $GonkLike to it +1)(display: $InvUsing)
Really? Just to make a bad pun?
[[What pun?|WhiskeyRocks]](display: $InvUsing)
You've heard of people drinking from footwear.
Generally it's champagne from lady's slippers.
Not 320 proof Whiskey from an old tennis shoe.(display: $InvUsing)
Even if you knew how to refill this pen, it would probably just misspell everything.(display: $InvUsing)
Getting smashed means something else.(display: $InvUsing)
That //would// be good way of preventing strangers from drinking from it.
But it would also encourage random perverts to lick it.
So, no.(display: $InvUsing)
You can do that without getting drunk.(display: $InvUsing)
Maybe if you sprinkle some whiskey on this letter, it would offer an explanation for why it's so hateful.
But then again, you don't want to be arrested for mail tampering.(display: $InvUsing)
This coupon isn't redeemable for debauchery.(display: $InvUsing)
You plink a couple rocks off of Gonk's face.
"Don't you have something better to do?"(set: $GonkLike to it -1)(display: $InvUsing)
Do people //try// to put rocks in their shoe?(display: $InvUsing)
Fountain <u>Pen</u>.
Also, wishes aren't real.(display: $InvUsing)
Oh boy! Manual labor that is associated with prison time!
It must be your birthday!(display: $InvUsing)
You don't know of any coin that is "engorged passion red"(display: $InvUsing)
Fake coins and Conceptual money.
Together for the first time!(display: $InvUsing)
You don't know if tying this letter to a rock and delivering it through a window could make it more hateful.(display: $InvUsing)
Forged coins and Coupons; both are fake money. One has actual value.
After all, rocks work as ballast.(display: $InvUsing)
You really want to ruin expensive whiskey just so you can say, "Scotch on the Rocks"?
It isn't even Scotch!(display: $InvUsing)
You slip the shoe back on.
After taking one-step, you yelp out.
Pulling from the sole of the shoe is a tack with a piece of paper stuck to it.
This must have been the reason you fell down the stairs.
You crumple up the tack into the paper and throw them both away.
----
{(set: $Inventory to it - (array: "Shoe"))(set: $InvUsing to "No More Shoes")}(display: "Inventory03")
(display: "Thereturnkey")
You hold your shoe up for Gonk to see. He looks from you hand to your foot and back.
"Why are you carrying your shoe around?"
Without an adiquiete responce, you put your shoe away.(display: $InvUsing)
That way people will know it's your's.
Then again the cops might find it and use the scent to track you down.(display: $InvUsing)
I guess that would be preferable to smashing your toes.
Then again...why?(display: $InvUsing)
Defacing this letter won't make it less hateful.(display: $InvUsing)
I haven't fixed this.
Mostly because I cannot think of something funny to do with a shoe and a coupon
Any ideas?
(display: "Thereturnkey")
No one would believe that people kiss your feet.(display: $InvUsing)
You're in this mess because Sam bought you new shoes.
You don't want to see how it would get worse if you steal from him for more.(display: $InvUsing)
"Hey Gonk! Want me to sign your face?"
"Hey Jonas! Want me to pull out your intestenes?"
"No."(set: $GonkLike to it -1)(display: $InvUsing)
Getting ripped off is no reason to resort to violence.(display: $InvUsing)
Even if you knew how to refill it, The lipstick is too thick to be useful.(display: $InvUsing)
You should limit the amount of felonies you commit per day.
Also, the pen is empty.(display: $InvUsing)
You don't have the skills to make this letter less hate filled.(display: $InvUsing)
0. That is considered Blasphemy.
0. You don't know how to draw.
0. You don't know how to draw Richard Dawkins.
0. No one would recognize who he is.
0. You suspect it would render the coupon irredeemable.
(display: $InvUsing)
[[Use Shoe on Coupon]]
You hit Gonk squarely in the forehead with all your weight.
Unmoved Gonk says "Are you done? Get that out of your system?"
Supremely worried, you put the hammer away. (set: $GonkLike to it -1)(display: $InvUsing)
Passion is one thing, but this is ridicules.(display: $InvUsing)
That's not the way to break the bank.(display: $InvUsing)
It's true: anger begets anger.(display: $InvUsing)
Wraith is one of the seven deadly sins and unfortunately, this coupon wouldn't be useful for that.(display: $InvUsing)
On the bottom is an emblem with a pair of lips.
Either this is a comment on the intelligence of their customers or it has a meaning that Jonas doesn't know.(display: $InvUsing)
You move to apply lipstick to Gonk.
"Hey kid! I don't know what you heard but I ain't that kind of Ork!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah" Gonk says squarely. "I'm the bite your fingers off kind!"
You deside against digit loss.(set: $GonkLike to it -1)(display: $InvUsing)
You doubt anyone would believe that Sam Ravenoir signs his cheques with cheap lipstick.(display: $InvUsing)
Ending this hatefilled letter with a kiss would send mixed messages.(display: $InvUsing)
The colors would clash.
Also that would be considered blasphemy and unfortunately you suspect it would render the coupon irredeemable.(display: $InvUsing)
"Hey Gonk! How about I write a number on here with //sooooo// big that you forget about this whole try to kill me thing?"
"Hey KID! I'm a professtional. I have standards! There are lines you don't cross and accepting bribes is one of them." Gonk says indignetly. "Also I know you're poor. You don't have enough to bribe anyone."
"It's not my money. It's Sam Ravenoir's"
"Holy Crap kid! I may be working for The Dark Lord of an apocolypse cult but I'm not stupid enough to except money from Sam Ravenoir!"
You get a sinking feeling in your chest.(display: $InvUsing)
Sending a hatefilled letter with a cheques is a great way to send mixed messages or the worst birthday card ever.(display: $InvUsing)
I doubt that the Church of the Mighty Ronald would accept cheques from you.(display: $InvUsing)
"What do I look like? A mailbox?"(set: $GonkLike to it -1)(display: $InvUsing)
That would just be adding insult to...further insult.(display: $InvUsing)
It says:
//Buy one blasphemy absolution get one adultery for free.
Only available at participating temples.
Not applicable with adultery of up to 4 partners or more.//
They must be having trouble moving the surplus blasphemy absolutions.(display: $InvUsing)
"No thanks kid. At my age, I'm lucky if I can even muster the energy to commit adultery."(display: $InvUsing)
Yeah(if:$met contains "Carl")[It super does]
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There isn't enough condensation to drink off of that hook.(display: $InvUsing)
You doubt that door would lead to a refrigerator.(display: $InvUsing)
"Hey Gonk! Got any bottled water?"
"What? No!"(display: $InvUsing)
(if: $GonkPace is 0)[You lasso the Rope on the Hook. Yay!
You marvel at your handiwork.
If you hadn't come around and found this rope, this rope wouldn't be wrapped around this random hook in a closet.
Well, that's enough of that.
You take the rope back
(display: $InvUsing)] (else:)[You sling your Rope over the hook on the ceiling.
Waiting until you hear Gonk step on the loose floorboard, you jump with all your weight onto the rope.
The combined weight of you and the massive Gonk, causes a mighty crack.
[[Uh oh|toDCloset]]]
You smack the door with the rope.
It makes a "Whomp" noise.(display: $InvUsing)
For a brief moment your vision is filled falling debris. You are starting to think that collapsing the roof above you was a bad idea.
[[No kidding|Destroyed closetintro]]
For a brief moment as the broken floorboards fall on your head, your vision is filled with swinging feet.
As the dust clears, you regain your senses
[[Ouch|Destroyed closet]]
(unless: $talkedabout contains "Gonkkey")["Hey Gonk!"
"Hey!" Gonk cries angrily "What are you doing?"
"It's me! Jonas Mallory. The guy you whapped on the head and threw in this closet?"
"I know it's //you.// Who else would it be?"
"I was just wondering if you could get me out of here?"
"When I get out of here I'm going to pulling your arms out through your nose!"
"That seems excessive. Come on man, be a sport and let me out."
"Even if I were inclined to help release my prisoner for no reason, I am trapped in this rather INCONVENIENT HOLE IN THE FLOOR!"
"It's really more like a hole in the ceiling."
"ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO ARGUE SEMANTICS WITH ME?"
"You're trapped in the ceiling; I'm trapped in a closet. We don't really have anything better to do. And since I made the hole, I should be able to decide what to call it."
"When I get out of this hole I'm going to bash your face into a meat grinder!"
"Unless there is a meat grinder very cleverly hidden in here you're going to have to postpone your threats. If you wiggle free you'll be just as locked in this closet as me."
"I have the key you moron! Even if I didn't, I would just make a new door with your head!"
"Um... could you pass me that key?"
(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "Gonkkey"))
"NO!" ](else:)[
"Are you sure I can't have that key?"
"There isn't anything you could say to make me give you this key"]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
----
{(if: $where contains "badcloset")[
[[Back|Closet2standing]] ] (if: $where contains "destroyedcloset")[
[[Back|Destroyed closet]] ] (if: $where contains "Attic")[
[[Back|CultistAttic]] ] (if: $where contains "OutOttic")[
[[Back|OutsidetheHouse]] ]
(if: $where contains "Sapphire street")[
[[Back|Sapphire Street]] ](if: $where contains "Slick Street")[
[[Back|Slick Street]] ]}
{
(set: $inroom to (a:))
(set: $inroom to(array:"Gonkhead", "Altar", "Window"))
(set: $where to "Attic")
}<h1>The Attic</h1>
---
The attic is quite a bit fancier than any house in which Jonas has ever lived,
or at least it was before Jonas broke a hole in the floor and stuffed an Angry orc in it.(if: $met contains "Gonk")[](else:)[
“Hi Gonk”
Gonk stares at you from his vantage point near the floor.
He sighs ”Hi Jonas.”
](set: $met to it + (array: "Gonk"))Looking around the attic you see a bulletin board covered in papers and string like a conspiracy theorists’ wet dream.
In one corner is a altar with black candles.
Across the room is a small table under a window.(if: $Inventory contains "Panties")[](else:)[
On the table is a pile of garbage.]
----
(if: $Inventory contains "Panties")[* [[Leave through Window|Out Window]]
* [[Leave through Door|Out Door]]
]
[[Look at Bulletin board]](if: (history:) contains "Look at table")[
](else:)[
[[Look at table]]
][[Look at Altar]]
[[Talk to Gonk|TalkGonkhead]]
(display: "DoStuff")
"You don't have genitals?" you say disbelievingly.
"Nope," Gonk continues, "We Orks are a-uh what do you call it? Plants."
"Plants have genitals," you state simply.
"What?"
"Flowers are a plant's genitals."
"Gross," Gonk pauses for a moment to collect his thoughts "No the other things. You know, they're in caves and on pizzas."
"Mushrooms?"
"Yeah!"
You cross your arms, not that Gonk can see you. "You're saying you're a fungus?"
"Yes, we reproduce with spores. Therefore, no genitals."
You stop to think about this for a moment. "I don't believe you."
"Why not?"
* [[I've seen Half-Orks.|Half-Ork]]
* [[I've seen Ork women.|Fem-Ork]]
* [[Why do you wear pants?|Pants-Ork]]
"I've seen half-orks running around, therefore orks can crossbreed with humans, therefore Orks have genitals."
"No. You've seen ugly humans and given them the racist moniker of Half-Ork."(set: $bystander2 to "Half")
[[I still don't believe you|Gonkballs2]]
"I've seen Ork women. Therefore you have males and females, therefore you have genitals."
"No you've seen Orks with qualities you label as feminine because of your patriarchal obsession with anti-asexuality."
"That's an awful lot of multisyllabic words."
"Well that's just straight up racist."(set: $bystander2 to "Woman")
[[I still don't believe you|Gonkballs2]]
"Why would you wear pants unless you had something to cover up?"
"You humans get agitated by the sight of genital free abdomens, because of your obsession with racial homogeny."
"That's an awful lot of multisyllabic words."
"Well that's just straight up racist."(set: $bystander2 to "Pants")
[[I still don't believe you|Gonkballs2]]
You tap your foot for a moment. "I think you're lying."
"Am not!"
"I think you just don't want me to hit you in the testes with a rope."
"If you hit me it will do nothing but make me angry!"
"You're already going to shove my face into a meat grinder. I'm kinda maxed out on threats." You ready the rope in one hand.
"Ok either you have no genitals and this is just going to make my future death slightly more painful, or you do have genitals and //you're// going to be in a lot of pain."
"Nope! I got no genitals!" Gonk crosses his legs.
You walk around to the unblocked side of Gonk's groin. "I'm doing the courtesy of warning you that the hook that was in this room is embedded in this rope. So this knotted rope is tipped with a metal hook."
"WAIT!" You pause for a moment. Gonk shuffles around for a moment and drops a key onto the floor. "There! This job ain't worth that!"
You pick up the key. "Thanks Gonk. I didn't want to have to break your family jewels. Do you have any idea where you put my stuff when you attacked me?"
"Yeah yeah. It's all up here in the attic. Take a right and in the library pull on the red book on the third bookcase to the left. You can't miss it."
You use the key to open the door and you're off.
[[To The Attic!]]
The house is quite a bit fancier than any house in which Jonas has ever lived.
It reeks of old money and expensive cigars.
If Jonas didn’t know its owner was a Dark Lord who tried to kill him over a library book, he would stick around and see if there is any good food in the kitchen.
Mindful of the impending doom he makes his way to the hidden door.
[[To the Attic!|Cultist Attic1]]
(display: "CultistAttic")
“Holding your hands across your head you leap through the closed window.
Glass shatters as you barrel through the air.
(set: $Winjump to true)
You suddenly realize this was a terrible idea.
Luckily, your sleeve catches on the little balcony outside the window. This swings you around and you hit your head on the balcony’s railing. Your sleeve unhooks from the balcony and you tumble towards the ground.
Just as your body twists towards the sky, you notice that the little balcony has a small ladder leading to the street. You wish you had notice that before you jumped out the window.
As you notice that, your pant leg catches the corner of a carriage parked in front of the home. You smack your head on the carriage door and fall to the ground.
[[Ow.|OutsidetheHouse]]
You rush out the door.
{(set: $Winjump to false)
(display: "OutsidetheHouse")}
It looks like there was a sale at the creepy crap store.
There are skulls that you hope are either from large monkeys or from plastic molds, the melted stubs of black wax candles, and puddles of congealed reddish residue that you'd rather not know about on every square inch of this roughly carved stone altar.
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
[[Greet|Greet Gonk]](unless: (history:) contains "Hero2" + "Dark Lord?")[
[[Ask Gonk why he hit you]] ]
[[Ask Gonk about Altar]]
[[Ask Gonk About Bulletin Board]]
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
You don’t want to know what sort of madness would drive someone to play cat’s cradle with a map of the city and a scrapbook of architecture pictures.
You recognize a drawing of The Ravenoir Manor stapled to what looks like a floor plan, A picture of the Library, a series of drawings of squid-spiders(Squiders?), and…
Moving one of the Squiders, you find a picture of yourself. Out of all the pictures on this board, your picture has the most strings leading to and coming from it...Maybe you should get out of here.
---
(display: "CultistAttic")
It’s just a bunch of garbage...
Wait, that’s your stuff!
You acquire:
A pair of pink panties,
A bottle of whiskey,
A handful of coin shaped rocks,
Your right shoe,
An empty fountain pen,
A hammer,
A tube of lipstick,
Sam Ravenoir’s chequebook,
A coupon for Sin absolutions
An angry letter from Sam,{(set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Panties", "Whiskey", "Coin shaped Rocks", "Shoe", "Fountain Pen", "Hammer", "Lipstick", "Chequebook", "Coupon", "Angry Letter"))}
[[Wait a minute…|Ask about receipt]]
You turn to Gonk “Is this all my stuff?”
Gonk shrugs “Well I threw away some pamphlet with woodcuts of drunk people”
“What about the receipt? From the library?”
“I can’t read, but there was something with the library sigil on it. It should be in with the rest of you junk.”
You bark exasperatedly “Well it’s not here!”
“Hey calm down it’s just paper.”
You start to hyperventilate “I need that receipt or Sam Ravenoir will __kill me!__”
"Well the Master might have taken it. He was headed to the library to check out that book you had. Maybe he needed the receipt?”
“Great just great.” You rub your eyes. “Now I got to go back to that hellhole!”
“Hey!” Gonk screams offended “Language!”
(display: "Thereturnkey")
"Hi Gonk!" You wave.
Gonk sighs. "Hi Jonas."
(display: "TalkGonkhead")
"What's with the failed scrapbook?" You gesture to the bulletin board.
"Oh, that's where the master figures everything out. He makes connections that no one else would. That's how he was able to find the book."
"What's with the weird spider thingys?"
"I think they're supposed to be squids," Gonk furrows his brow, "He ain't the best at drawing."
----
(display: "TalkGonkhead")
“Why did you knock me out and throw me into that closet?”
Gonk stammers for a moment “Uh, ‘Cuz the boss wanted you brought here.”
“Well, you could have just asked me to come." You rub your head exasperatedly. "No need to get violent.”
Gonk gives you a patronizing glance. “Look kid, I know you are new to the game. But my family has been in the minioning biz for over seven generations. And when a “Dark Lord” orders you to bring him a Hero, you better knock that muzda out." He tries to shrug."It’s basic procedure.”
----
(display: "DarkLordHero")
(unless: $talkedabout contains "Hero")[ [[Hero?]]
](else:)[] (unless: $talkedabout contains "Dark Lord")[ [[Dark Lord?]] ](else:)[]
[[Back|TalkGonkhead]]
"Why did you wiggle like you were making air quotes when you said 'Dark Lord'"?
Gonk groans. “Ok kid, I’m gonna let you in on a secret. This 'Dark Lord' is kinda...bad.”
You roll your eyes. “Really. The 'Dark Lord' is a bad guy. You don’t say.”
“No, no. I mean he’s not very good at being a Dark Lord. I mean just because some guy has delusions of grandeur and a fancy black cloak, he thinks he can command his own apocalypse cult. This new guy just doesn’t have what it takes.”
You let out a relieved sigh “Good, I prefer to tangle with losers.”
Gonk shakes his head, “He’s no loser. He’s got the know-how. He figured out where the necrotelecomnicon was //and// he almost got it. He could definitely could make the sky rain fire //and// kill the crap out of a Hero like you. His problem is he doesn’t have any vision. He doesn’t have the kind of madness needed to be a Dark Lord. He’s just...an asshole.”(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "Dark Lord"))
(display: "DarkLordHero")
“Did you call me a Hero?”
“Yeah, //you’re// the Hero.”
“I’m not a //Hero//.”
“Yeah you are.”
“No I’m //not//.”
“Yeah, you are.”
[[No! I AM NOT!|Hero2]]
“Hey, you stand alone against a powerful villain...That means you are a hero.”
“Hey, Hey.” You wave your hands in a conciliatory gesture. “I’m not standing against anything. I’m just trying to keep my head down and not die.”
“Well if you’re not trying to get killed. You really shouldn’t go around pissing off 'Dark Lords'.”(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "Hero"))
(display: "DarkLordHero")
"What's with the creepy altar thing?"
"That's the master's altar. He makes sacrifices there when he doesn't have time to go to the inner sanctum," Gonk thinks for a moment, "I guess it's a form of telecommuting."
----
(display: "TalkGonkhead")
Oh you're feeling brave?
That wasn't sarcasm.
[[Thanks.|Outhideout]]
Oh you're feeling brave?
That was sarcasm.
[[Thanks.|ToLib2]]
The North GoldenPort Royal Library.
Its cold stone walls are no more comfort than they were hours ago.
And neither is the librarian.
After several minutes of begging, you not only don't have a fresh copy of your receipt, but you are also banned for life.
You hope someone else will pay your fines for you.
Nothing left to do but...
[[Sigh|Outhideout]]
Dusk begins to set in as you make your way to Sapphire Street.
Sapphire Street is the shortest street that goes directly from the docks to the city gates, so it’s always in use by those looking to slip out of town or out to sea without being noticed.
After walking around for what seems like hours, you find the Softer Beard, nestled in between a rat trap store and a low rent butcher shop. Noticing a small alley leading around behind the bar, you squeeze through and come to a forgotten back alley. Well, not completely forgotten.
On a nondescript warehouse is a single door. On the door is, if you had a better vocabulary you would know as a Judas Window but because you don't, you think of as a 'Old timey peephole.'
Taking a chance, you knock on the door.
Through the Judas Window, you see a shadow peer through.
"What's the password?"
(display: "PasswordOptions")
{(if: $bystander2 is "Half")[
[[Look at...man?|Use Eyes on Bystander2]] ]
(if: $bystander2 is "Pants")[
[[Look at well dressed ork|Use Eyes on Bystander2]] ]
(if: $bystander2 is "Woman")[
[[Look at orcish woman|Use Eyes on Bystander2]] ] }
{(if: $bystander2 is "Half")[
[[Talk to...man?|Use Mouth on Bystander2]] ]
(if: $bystander2 is "Pants")[
[[Talk to well dressed ork|Use Mouth on Bystander2]] ]
(if: $bystander2 is "Woman")[
[[Talk to orcish woman|Use Mouth on Bystander2]] ] }
{(if: $bystander2 is "Half")[
[[Take bucket from...man?|Use Hands on Bystander2]] ]
(if: $bystander2 is "Pants")[
[[Feel the fabric of the dressed ork's suit|Use Hands on Bystander2]] ]
(if: $bystander2 is "Woman")[
[[Touch orcish woman|Use Hands on Bystander2]] ] }
Fix This.
“Um, forgive me if this offends you but uh...are you half ork?”
"No. I'm just holding this persecuted position in society for my health,” He responds.
“Sorry. It’s just that someone told me their were no Half-Orks. Only ugly humans that-”
“Now you’re calling me ugly! You sure have a way with words. I’m so glad that you hold a higher position on the urban class structure for the simple fact that your daddy never got all hot and bothered by a buxom orcish lass! I’m //so// glad you get to spend your time(if: $Winjump is true)[ JUMPING OUT OF WINDOWS ]and running ALL around in the rich side of town. While I’m stuck lugging around buckets of tSerkt!”
“I-I’m sorry.”
“Well...you should be,” He calms down "Sorry, I'm a passionate man. I get it from my father."
"Well orks //are// a passionate people."
He stares at you. "My mother was orcish. My father was human."
"Uh..." You stammer sheepishly. "Sorry, uh...again."
(display: "Thereturnkey")
"What are you doing here?"
(if: $bystander2 is "Half")["I’m a dunnakin diver," He says gesturing to the stains on his clothes. "I just finished mucking out the honey bucket of some posh knob, too cheap to get on the mains."
You consider asking what those words mean, but the smell wafting off of him convinces you not too. ](if: $bystander2 is "Pants")[“I just finished mending a suit for Mr Vestamir over here,” He gestures to the building behind him. “But he wanted me to send a //human// delivery boy. When //I// came to the door, his butler sent me away. So I’m going to stand out here until he realizes that I’m not going to give him the suit through some pink-skinned middleman...No offense.”
“None taken. Do you really think you can wait him out?”
“Definitely.” He smiles. “He’ll eventually realize he left his mistress’ letters in the pocket. Then he’ll be begging for me to give back his suit before his wife returns and asks why I’m standing on her doorstep.”]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
"I heard a rumor that Ork's only wore pants to cover their lack of genitals."
"Whoever told you that is a moron. If that were true I would save a fortune on undergarments."
(display: "Thereturnkey")
(if: (history:) contains "Aren`t Farthings small?")[](else:)[ [[Aren`t Farthings small?]] ]
(if: (history:) contains "Fun?")[] (else:)[ [[Fun?]] ]
(if: (history:) contains "Aren`t Farthings small?" and (history:) contains "Fun?")[(display: "Thereturnkey")] (else:)[]
"I heard a rumor that there were no ork women," You say sheepishly.
"That's a strange pick up line," she replies.
"No!" You stammer. "I just meant: they said that orks didn't have sexes and I was curious if that was in anyway true."
"No you see," She continues smiling. "You should say, 'I heard that Ork women don't have sex. How about you and I go somewhere comfortable, and you repeatedly proove me wrong.' That would a better pick up line. Although it's a bit of a mouthful." She raises her eyebrows "Then again, I am partial to a good mouthful."
You stammer and take a step backwards.
(display: "Thereturnkey")
What are you doing here?
“I had a date with a Farthing boy just down the way. But when his parents saw me, it was all ‘Cut you out of the will’ and ‘Be gone foul beast!’ So I’m suddenly free tonight.” Her voice suddenly turns sultry. “You doing anything...//fun//?”
(display: "OrkLadyFun")
[[Choose your fate|DarkLordHero]]
(if: $bystander2 is "Woman")["Have you seen any guys wearing dark hoods?"
"Yeah, people tend to wear them when the weather gets chilly." She says matter-of-factly.
“I mean //recently//.”
"Well a couple of guys in dark hoods were going into that house you just came (if: $Winjump is true)[//flying//](else:)[bolting] out of, but then another guy in a black hood came running up to them, said something, and they all left together. Is that what you mean?”
"Did they you overhear what they said?"
"What do you think I’m some sort of snoop?!"
"I was //hoping// you were." you say sheepishly.
"Then you are in luck!" She says with a bright smile. "They said 'The master has it! We’re meeting up behind the Softer Beard'."
"Where’s that?"
"It’s a Dwarven Bar on Sapphire Street."
"Did you see if one of them was carrying a receipt?"
"Yes, because I have the miraculous ability to see into people's pockets and identify receipts from several yards away." She says. "That was something we orcish individuals call //Sarcasm.//" ](else:)["Have you seen any guys wearing dark hoods?"
"Yeah, people tend to wear them when the weather gets chilly." He says matter-of-factly.
“I mean //recently//.”
"Well a couple of guys in dark hoods were going into that house you just came (if: $Winjump is true)[//flying//](else:)[bolting] out of, but then another guy in a black hood came running up to them, said something, and they all left together. Is that what you mean?”
"Did they you overhear what they said?"
"What do you think I’m some sort of snoop?!"
"I was //hoping// you were." you say sheepishly.
"Then you are in luck!" He says with a smirk. "They said 'The master has it! We’re meeting up behind the Softer Beard'."
"Where’s that?"
"It’s a Dwarven Bar on Sapphire Street."
"Did you see if one of them was carrying a receipt?"
"Yes, because I have the miraculous ability to see into people's pockets and identify receipts from several yards away." He says. "That was something we orcish individuals call //Sarcasm.//"
](set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "Hideout"))
(display: "Thereturnkey")
"Aren`t Farthings small?" The mental image of an Orcish woman on a date with a Farthing man is hard to wrap your head around. "I mean...uh the size difference."
"Yes, but they have very nimble fingers," She smiles. "But I could be persuaded to take a more full sized friend if you have any //fun// ideas."(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "Farthings"))
(display: "OrkLadyFun")
"Uh...Fun?" (if: $Winjump is true)[
"Yeah, you prefer to exit a building through the window. You must be absolutely //wild//. Just a pent up ball of passion ready to burst. Trust me, I can match you step for step."
]
You’ve heard rumors about ork mating practices and you bruise easily. Besides, if you don’t find the receipt soon, then Sam Ravenoir will do much more than bruise you.
“Sorry. I’m uh...busy.”
“Maybe next time,” She gives you a wink.(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "OrkMate"))
(display: "OrkLadyFun")
----
[[Swordfish]]
[[It’s a cold day out for pontooning|Codeword]]
[[Please?|Magic Word]]
[[The password is Password|Password]]
[[It’s a secret handshake|Handshake]]
"Swordfish"
"Swordfish?" says the voice behind the door.
"Swordfish."
"Not...Marlin?"
"Uh..." You hesitate. "It //could// be Marlin."
"Well is it Marlin or Swordfish?"
"Marlin."
"Nope."
"Swordfish?"
"Nope"
He slides the shutter closed.
[[Knock on door again|Knock on door]]
Using your best cold war espionage voice, you lean in close to the door.
"It's a cold day out for pontooning."
"No it's not. Pontooning is a sport for the hardy fellow. The cold shouldn't bother you if you are a real pontoonsmen."
"Uh..."
"Sorry, My dad used to own a pontoon shop. So I'm kinda uptight about that."
"That was supposed to be the password."
"Oh...no it's not."
He slides the shutter closed.
[[Knock on door again|Knock on door]]
"Please?"
"Thomas? Is that you?" He obviously can't see through the hole very well. "I told you last week you need to remember the Password. The Master said that if I let you in without it one more time, he'll roast my figgin on a spike."
"Uh...Please?"
"Come back when you remember the password, Thomas."
He slides the shutter closed.
[[Knock on door again|Knock on door]]
"The Password is...Password."
"You moron! That was last week's password!"
He slides the shutter closed.
[[Knock on door again|Knock on door]]
"That's a trick question. The Password is a secret handshake."
"Hmm," He deliberates a moment. "I hadn't heard we were switching to the handshake."
"Just talked to Gonk. He says it's the handshake for now, until we get everything in order."
"Well... Gonk's always had a good head for minioning. Hold on."
He closes the Judas Window. After noisily unlatching many locks, he opens the door.
Standing in a dark robe, he looks you up and down.
"Where's your robe?"
"Uh..I got mustard on it."
"The Master will not like seeing you outside of your robe."
"//I'll// worry about that," you start to make your way to the door.
"Wait, the handshake," He barks.
"Oh right,"
[[Raise your hand|Handshake2]]
You raise your hand.
He raises his expectantly.
[[Stick Hand in pocket|Handshake3]]
You stick your hand in your pocket.
He does the same.
[[Bow|Handshake4]]
You lean forward.
He leans forward.
[[Use Hammer with Doorman|Handshake5]]
You grab the Hammer and give the Door Watching cultist a ''Whack'' on the head.
He crumples to the ground.
"Sorry," you say sheepishly.
Stepping over his hopefully //unconscious// body, you enter the door.
Just through the door, is a musty corridor. Dark and unkempt, it leads to a basement door. Mustering all of your courage, you open the door and continue.
[[Here goes nothing|CultBasementCorridor]]
This corridor only gets mustier as it descends.
You can hear in the distance a low eerie chanting.
Turning down the last little twist you enter a large sub-basement lit by Black Candles.
Weight bearing posts hold up rotted beams and a forgotten cob-webbed filled elevator shaft is tucked into the corner.
Someone welded several swords in the shape of a spider, and hung them on the wall.
Seven people in black robes stand in a circle chanting.
In the center, eldritch sigils of multi-legged creatures disemboweling each other, have been carved.
[[...Gross|StartledCult1]]
On a nondescript warehouse with a single door. On the door is, if you had a better vocabulary you would know as a Judas Window but because you don't you think of as a 'Old timey peephole.'
Taking a chance you knock on the door.
Through the Judas Window you see a shadow peer through.
"What's the password?"
(display: "PasswordOptions")
One of the black robes is standing in front of an altar with //The Book// resting in front of him. He holds a dagger in one hand and is chanting at a faster pace.
He stops chanting and points at you.
“You!” He screams.
“Hey,” you smile apologetically, “I was wondering if I could have my receipt back?”
“Such impudence!” He points his dagger at you. “You’ve been a thorn in my side for too long!”
“Look,” you shrug, “I have nothing against you or your little party down here. Just give me the receipt. Then I’ll go and you guys can go back to singing and quoting clichés.”
“Keep chanting my brothers!“ says the one with the dagger that you guess is the ‘Dark Lord’. “It looks like our sacrifice has delivered himself.” The Dark Lord picks up his dagger, produces an axe in his other hand, and comes towards you.(set: $talkDL to 0)
[[Uh Oh|CultFightGeneral]]
(if: $CulistsKilled is 1)[(display: "RitualEnd")](else:)[The Dark Lord is coming towards you, wielding a silver dagger and a large Hand axe.
Around you, weight bearing posts hold up rotted(if: $talkedabout contains "CultAxe")[ beams, more the worse for wear by you climbing on them. Just under one, is the cultist with the freshly split skull.] (else:)[ beams. ] (if: $talkedabout contains "CultFall")[
A forgotten elevator shaft, freshly cleaned of cobwebs by the body of a cultist,] (else:)[
A forgotten cobweb-filled elevator shaft] is tucked into the corner.
Someone weilded several swords in the shape of a spider (if: $talkedabout contains "CultSkewer")[and stupidly hung them on the wall. A second someone got skewered by the previous someone's stupidity.](else:)[and hung them on the wall.]
(if: $talkedabout contains "CultFire")[
The still burning body of a cultist smolders to the side. You hope, for his sake, that he's dead.]
(if: $talkedabout contains "CultStab")[
Blood from the slashed cultist is flowing into the sigils.
]
The (print: $CulistsKilled) other cultists continue their chanting.
----
(unless: $talkedabout contains "CultStab")[[[Dodge Right|CultStab]]
](unless: $talkedabout contains "CultFall")[[[Roll Left|CultFall]]
](unless: $talkedabout contains "CultFire")[[[Duck|CultFire]]
](unless: $talkedabout contains "CultSkewer")[[[Jump|CultSkewer]]
](unless: $talkedabout contains "CultAxe")[[[Climb Beam|CultAxe]] ]]
You shift around the room, trying to keep the Dark Lord far away from you.(display: "TalkDarkCult") and lunges toward you. You dodge to the right. His undirected slash hits one of the cultists off to the side. As you turn to face the Dark Lord again, you see the slashed cultist fall to the ground, his blood pooling around him.
(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "CultStab"))
(set: $CulistsKilled to it - 1)
[[Ow|CultFightGeneral]]
The Dark Lord starts to back you into a a corner.(display: "TalkDarkCult") and leaps forward with a kick. You roll to the left. His haphazard kick knocks one of the cultists into the abandoned elevator shaft. As you stand and face the Dark Lord again you can still hear the rapidly descending scream.
(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "CultFall"))
(set: $CulistsKilled to it - 1)
[[Uh Oh|CultFightGeneral]]
The Dark Lord starts to move you into the center of the room right over the sigils (display: "TalkDarkCult") and takes a slash at you. You duck and his arm knocks one of the black candles into a cultist.
Whatever their robes are made of must be really //really// flammable.
He begins screaming and flailing about. You use the distraction to put some distance between you and the Dark Lord.
The Flaming Cultist screams and runs around for quite a long time, before he runs headlong into a beam and collapses silently.
After that, the only sounds he makes are the crackling of flames.
(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "CultFire")) (set: $CulistsKilled to it - 1)
[[You hope you can get the smell out of your clothes|CultFightGeneral]]
The Dark Lord backs you into a wall
(display: "TalkDarkCult") and swings his axe at you. You jump over his swing and it thwacks into the wall. As he tries to pull the axe out, you make some distance between the two of you. He kicks the wall to free his axe. The old nails that hold the Sword spider(Swider?) to the wall lose their battle with vibration. The Swider leaps from the wall and skewers a cultist.(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "CultSkewer")) (set: $CulistsKilled to it - 1)
[[That's why you don't stand under orimental swords|CultFightGeneral]]
You jump up and grab the one of the beams, scrambling up and resting for a moment.
(display: "TalkDarkCult") and throws his axe at you. You fall down off the beam, narrowly missing the axe. The axe arches in the air, and hits a cultist in the face. You fall face first onto the stone floor.
Without a second thought, The Dark Lord roughly pulls his axe out of his brother's face and turns to you.
(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "CultAxe")) (set: $CulistsKilled to it - 1)
[[That's Cold|CultFightGeneral]]
(if: $talkDL is 0)["Look Man, I don't want trouble, I just really need that receipt."
"I am no man! I am a harbinger of DOOM!"
"OK, Look //harbinger of doom//-"
He screams in rage](if: $talkDL is 1)["Look," You say "I don't like being threatened so could you please...not?"
"It is no threat" He barks "I will spill your blood in the name of Tractchiclitlilthcbkltph."
"Woah,' you reply. "Was your god in the back of the line when the vowels were handed out?"
He screams in rage](if: $talkDL is 2)["Lets be reasonable," you say smiling at him. "I'm not asking for much."
"You are vermin not worthy of speaking to a higher being like me!"
"That's rude."
He screams in rage](if: $talkDL is 3)["You seem really stressed out. Maybe you should take a deep breath and think about this."
"Blood will spill! Bones will rend! HEARTS WILL RIP!"
"Maybe try yoga?"
He screams in rage](if: $talkDL is 4)["I'm starting to get the feeling that you don't like myself."
"You are a worm I will crush beneath my feet," He spits. "Your soul will feed Tractchiclitlilthcbkltph's rise!"
"Do you usually have to chase your sacrifices around the room?" You wonder. "If you did, I'd think you'd be better at this."
He screams in rage] (set: $talkDL to it + 1)
Having observed the fates of his brothers-in-robes, the last chanting cultist suddenly reconsiders the cultist lifestyle. He stops chanting, turns, and runs for the door. Unfortunately for him, this basement wasn’t made for desperate fights between Dark Lords and accident prone losers. The weight bearing beams are too old to be used in such a manner. One of the last beams breaks and crushes the fleeing cultist.
Even though the chanters are dead, the chanting continues.
More voices join the thrumming until it jumps the tracks from an eerie wail to a tremendous cacophony.
The Dark Lord stops his attack.
“The Ritual is whole!”
The sigils on the floor begin to glow with an unnatural blackness. As you wonder how something can glow black, a massive tentacle bursts from the ground and the room collapses around you.
[[That can’t be good|preprerubble]]
Fix This.
Fix This.
Fix This.
You could free Gonk from this predicament.
Although you doubt his attitude adjustment would hold of if he suddenly //could// push your face into a meat grinder.
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[[Ok then. Here goes nothing.|Intro to Slick Street]]
You are adrift in a pool of blackness
[[What?|Pre Rubble2]]
You are unconscious.
But don’t worry, you’re starting to regain consciousness.
[[Ok Then. Get on with it!|Pre Rubble3]]
Dust stings your eyes, as you open them. Flitting shadows dance across your vision and eventually settle into their comprehensible shapes.
The roof of the basement and what appears to be all the floors above, have caved in. You can see the sky above the blown out carcase of the building. You try to move, but find that you are pinned underneath one of the support beams.
[[Struggle|StruggleRubble]]
[[Look around|LookRubble]]
[[Try to Remember|RemRubble]]
You wiggle and shake at the rubble.
[[Struggle More|StruggleRubble2]]
[[Look around|LookRubble]]
[[Try to Remember|RemRubble]]
The cult leader is gone, leaving behind the remains of his brethren.
Whatever weird symbol on the floor is gone, along with whatever smashed its way out, right before the roof collapsed.
Pilled on top of you is one of the support beams you climbed on.
It fell down on you, but was caught mid-you-crushing by another beam.
So instead of smashing you into a vaguely Jonas shaped smudged, it only walloped you on the head and pinned you to the floor.
Looking up you, can see the evening sky.
It’s just moving into twilight but…
Maybe the city lights are extra bright tonight, or the sky is starting to turn a brusey sort of red… Maybe you should get out of here.
[[Struggle|StruggleRubble]]
[[Try to Remember|RemRubble]]
There was a thing.
It burst out of the symbol on the floor.
Then burst through the ceiling.
Then everything went black.
[[Struggle|StruggleRubble]]
[[Look around|LookRubble]]
You wiggle and shake and manage to free yourself.
[[Progress!|Rubblestand]]
The basement is utterly destroyed.
The roof is caved in, the stairs are traitorously splintered,
and the walls are...technically not walls but debris.
Above, the sky is a dark red with tinges of purple, like an infected bruise.
[[Freak out|PanicRubble]](if: $Inventory contains "Book")[
] (else:)[
[[Search for first aid kits|SearchRubble]] ]
[[Climb the remnants of the stairs|LeaveRubble]]
You hope to find a box with some bandages and gauze and whatever other things you would use to cure...whatever sort of injuries you got from being partially crushed by a wooden beam...hydrogen peroxide?
You also hope that you can find an instruction manual on self administering first aid. Because you’re fairly certain that you wouldn’t know what to do even if you got some medical supplies.
You don’t find either. But you do find
''THE BOOK''
You acquire ''The Book''.(set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Book"))
[[Well, that's better than nothing|Rubblestand]]
You brave the broken staircase.
Each step thoroughly reminds you how much you like standing on solid ground.
Eventually you make it to the top and step out onto the street.
[[Let's hope for the best|Alleyway1]]
You scream in terror and curl up into a ball.
You shake back-and-forth and hyperventilate.
You wail and pound the ground with your fist.
This isn’t a productive use of your time.
You stop freaking out.
Instead, you get to your feet and brush the dirt from your coat.
[[You hope no one saw that|Rubblestand]]
Your experiences in the city haven’t given you the best picture of humanity, but geez....
From every directions you hear screams: Screams of pain, Screams of fear, and Screams of struggle.
Looking into the distant main street, you see what looks like a riot.
Huge crowds of people fighting each other.
As you inch closer, you can see more clearly.
There are people fighting. But they aren’t fighting each other. but rather…
You remember a book you had as a child. It had three different sections with pages all lined up.
Each section had a part of an animal on it. By flipping the different pages you could make a turtle with the legs of a cat, or a monkey with the tail of a peacock.
These creatures remind you of that book. But exclusively comprised of the kinds of fangly deep sea fish dredged out of a child’s nightmare and those incects you naturally assume are from Austrailia.
Each one a haphazard collection of tentacles, spines, arm length teeth, splotchy tubers, and pitch black eyes.
They are jumping and slashing at the people in the streets.
The ones with mouths bite, and the ones with claws gouge.
You’re not sure what the ones comprised solely of segmented eyes are doing, but they are giving everything they can a //Look//.
[[Better get out of here|Alleyway3]]
"Hello," you say, making an attempt at a polite smile.
The creature lurches forward and raises an indescribable limb.
[[Uh oh|Alleyway2]]
You pull your arm back and aim for a part that isn’t sharp.
“How would you like a knuckle sandwich?” You scream wishing that you had something pithier for last words.
You swing your fist around and successfully get a gross substance on you hand and possible break your fingers.
But completely fail to hurt the beast in the slightest.
The creature lurches forward and raises an indescribable limb.
[[Uh oh|Alleyway2]]
“Well hello there...uh…” You search the figure for some sort of clue. “Mister?” You take a stab in the dark.“You seem like a totally reasonable...thing. So how about you and let me pass?”
You guess where its face is and give it a friendly smile.
The creature lurches forward and raises an indescribable limb.
[[Uh oh|Alleyway2]]
Out of the shadows a muscly arm coldcocks the beasty.
It’s Captain Maxwell! He’s come to your rescue.
You knew he was lying about hating you.
After each punch, he waits to see if the creature will stay down.
Each time the creature tried to claw back, and each time Captain Max’s fist came down again.
You back out of the range of combat and wait for the creature to call uncle.
Eventually, the creature stops trying to kill Maxwell...because it’s dead.
The good captain then turns to face you
“Jonas Mallory, Why is it that I knew you’d be at the center of all this?”
“I didn’t do anything,”
“Really? I make my way through the city, following the path of destruction back to its source...and you just happen to be standing right at the end.”
* [[That’s correlation not causation|Correlation]]
* [[That’s racial profiling!|Profiling]]
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"I’m surprised you know either word."
He crackes his knuckles. "I’d arrest you for ‘provoking a citywide pandemic somehow’ if I wasn’t too busy protecting the public from your mess."
He turns around and runs back toward the mass of people trying to fend off the Composite Creatures.
[[Rude|Intro to Destruction]]
“Public menace isn’t a race, Jonas. Cultural or athletic.”
He crackes his knuckles. "I’d arrest you for ‘provoking a citywide pandemic somehow’ if I wasn’t too busy protecting the public from your mess."
He turns around and runs back toward the mass of people trying to fend off the Composite Creatures.
[[Rude|Intro to Destruction]]
(display: "Sapphire Street")
(if: $Jsaw contains "Edna")[You approach Edna’s awning. She’s still locked in combat with a composite creature. You wait until she knocks her current adversary to the ground, and then give her a little wave.](else:)[Hey that’s Edna Arthison. Jumping up, you try to get Edna’s attention. when the attacks lull to an occasional swipe, she finally turns her to face you.
“Jonas, Jonas Mallory is that you?”
“Last time I checked.”
“Mr. Mallory, could you help me down?”
“Well, if I did that would just put you closer to the monsters you’re fighting.
“I’m sure a man could take care of these ruffians,”
“Hold on, I’ll go find one,”
“Please Mr. Mallory, I’m being serious.”
“Didn’t you tell me that you’re always serious?”
“Yes, I am serious.”
“But if you are serious all the time, then being serious is meaningless. I told you that earlier.”
“I usually enjoy your dry wit, but this isn’t the time. I’m in serious danger.”
“So like...regular danger?”
Before she can respond, the attackers return clawing at her ankles and she turns her attention to them. (set: $Jsaw to it + (array: "Edna"))(set: $met to it + (array: "Edna"))]
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You Approach the place where Max is fighting the monsters and wait for Maxwell to notice you.
After watching him pummel three beasties to a pulp at once, He finally sees you standing there and steps over to you taking a break from the never ending horde.
"What?"(set: $inroom to (a:)) (set: $inroom to(array: "Maxwell"))
(display: "Talk Maxwell")
“Hi Edna”
“Yes, Mr. Jonas I see you.”
(display: "Talk Edna")
“What’s going on?”
“This is exactly what I told you about; a righteous wave is coming down to wash away the delinquents and the scoundrels. Their depravity will be their undoing.”
“Uh, why is the righteous wave trying to wash you away? Are you living a double life?”
“How dare you!”
“Temperance spokeswoman by day, bootlegger by night. Can I have the rights to your story? It would make a great movie. I’m picturing Marty Feldman as you, Lee Van Cleef as me, and a young Sean Connery as the soapbox.”
“Sometimes you drift into gibberish, Mr. Jonas.”
(display: "Talk Edna")
“Hey can I have any more of those Pamphlets?”
“Are you going just to throw them away this time?”
“...No.”
“I’m afraid that I’m using them right now,” she bats away another monster.
(display: "Talk Edna")
“Hey Edna. There were these guys with black hoods, and they were trying to summon this monster thing, and I tried to stop them. Well I didn’t //try// to stop them, but I did, but I didn’t. Anyway, they succeeded and now I don’t know what to do.”
“You found the bootleggers hideout?
“I told you, making alcohol isn’t illegal and therefore the people making them are just called breweries, not bootleggers.”
“But you found their hideout?”
“No.”
“Well, when you do track down the bootleggers tell me.”
(display: "Talk Edna")
“Hey Edna. Do you think you could help me save the world or whatever?”
“I am saving the world, one teetotaler at a time.”
“I meant in a direct, like 'Stop the Apocalypse' way.”
“I’m afraid I’m too busy saving the souls of dipsomaniacs.”
“You have a problem who go crazy for nacho cheese?”
Edna sighs and returns to her struggle against the endless horde.
(display: "Talk Edna")
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[[Greet|Greet Edna]]
[[Ask how this started|How Start Edna]]
[[Ask if you can have more Pamphlets|More Pamphlets]]
[[Profess Love|Love Edna]]
[[Tell about cultists|Tell Edna Cultists]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|Save World Edna]]
[[Help Edna|Help EdnaApp]]
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[[Return to your safespot|Return to Sapphire Street]]
(display: "DoStuff")
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[[Ask What Happened|Ask Max What happened]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|Max Save World]]
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[[Return to your safespot|Return to Sapphire Street]]
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“Oh light of my life, thy beauty burns with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns.
“Mr. Jonas. I shudder to think of you succumbing to the depravity of poetry.”
(display: "Talk Edna")
(if: $talkedabout contains "Help Edna")["Do you still need help?"
"Honestly, I thought that was obvious."
"I generally need a little more than obvious."
"Yes, I need help."
"Just checking."](else:)[How? You can barely help yourself.
Fine.
You approach Edna and wait for a lull in the creatures repeated attacks.
“Edna, is there something I can do to help?”
“You could dispatch these vile creatures harrying me.”
“I don’t know how good I would be at that. Is there something else I could do?”
“Find someone who can help me fight off these beasts.”
“You have a real one-track mind. I was thinking like moral support.”
“Mr. Jonas, Please!”
“Ok ok. I’ll see what I can do.”(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "Help Edna"))]
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"Hi Captain" You wave.
"Really? That's what was so important you interupted me fighting these monsters?"
"Just wanted to say hi."
"I'm adding "Obstructing an Officer in the Course of his Duties" to your record."
"You can't do that. That's already on my record. Double indemnity." (set: $OOCD to it + 1)(set: $MaxLike to it -1)
"You're thinking of Double Jeopardy."
"No, you're thinking of the Game Show with Alex Trebek."
"I don't know what that is. So unless you want another count of "Obstructing an Officer", shut up."(display: "Talk Maxwell")
"What happened?"
"What happened? I'll tell you what happened. You came into my city like a tornado and threw everything into chaos. You caused a gang war, burned down three dozen bars, smashed the window of a church, let that metal horse of your's loose to trample pedestrians-"
"It wasn't a horse it was a bicycle. And I meant recently."
"Well, the sky opened up, black sludge started pouring out, turned into weird clawed fish monsters, and a giant tentacle thing started knocking down buildings. So I followed the trail of destruction to its source, and I find you. So you tell me what happened."
"I was taking a leisurely nap in that alleyway, and a monster jumped out and tried to kill me."
"The only thing I believe about that story is that you're the kind of guy who would take a leisurely nap in an alleyway."(display: "Talk Maxwell")
"Hey, Captain. I don’t really think this problem is going to stop with just an endless wave of disgusting deep sea monsters.(if: $met contains "Open Book")[I think this might build to a ‘unstoppable monster the likes of which you can’t possibly imagine."
"You sound like you’re quoting something."
"It’s just something I overheard at the uh...pet store the other day.](else:)[It might be the plan of some doomsday cult."
“What makes you say that?"
“Uh, intuition?] The point is, would you help save the world?”
“Look Jonas, I’m a cop. I keep the peace. I don’t know anything about this fate of the world crap. In times of crisis, I find a street, and scratch out what peace I can there.”
“But...the world!"
“Sorry Jonas, but that's way above my paygrade."
(display: "Talk Maxwell")
“Hey Max, do you think you could help me get past these monsters? I’d like to get to The Royal Riches and I don’t have the ease towards violence that you have.”
“I’m trying to restore order to a city ravaged by the soldiers of the damned and you want me to help you get to a bar?”
“Well I was just going there to check on my friends, but I’ll buy you a drink. Well...I'll owe to a drink.
“You don’t have friends, Jonas.”
“Just because it’s true doesn’t mean it isn’t hurtful.”
(display: "Talk Maxwell")
“Hey Captain, check this out.”
You begin popping and locking, well really more like flopping and dangling.
But Captain Max has never seen breakdancing before, so it’s probably blowing his mind.
After showing off the moves that won you ‘most likely to be paid to stop dancing’ in middle school, Max stops you and raises an eyebrow.
“Are you having a seizure?
It suffices to say, he’s not a fan.
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The streets are in a whirlwind panic.
Down the street, Captain Max fights a whole mess of the monstrous creatures raining from the sky.
He swings a sludge monster around like a flail and seems to be doing a fairly good job, if the horde weren’t seemingly endless.
For the time being, Max’s fury grants a calm in the storm.
The few Composite Creatures that squeak through the cracks, ignore Jonas in favor of (if: $met contains "Edna")[Edna](else:)[a woman] standing on an awning. She seems to be keeping them at bay with a few well timed swipes with a stack of pamphlets.
Every way out of this street is blocked by rubble, rioters, or hordes of these creatures.
(display: "LocalButtons")
“Captain, I’d like to report an assault”
"You assaulted someone?”
"No, someone assaulted me, tied me up, and threw me in a closet.”
“Oh.” He starts to turn his attention back to the horde.
“Hey, don’t you want to, I don’t know, file a report about it?”
“Jonas, you report an attack on yourself every week-”
“People attack me every week.”
“So far, none of your accusations have amounted to anything. So unless you have evidence. You're just wasting my time."
(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "Assault"))(display: "Talk Maxwell")
(if: $Jsaw contains "Edna")[](else:)[Hey that’s Edna Arthison.(set: $Jsaw to it + (array: "Edna"))]She’s still wearing her stern grey dress, although it looks a bit ragged at the moment.
Her hair is beginning to free itself from her tight bun.
She holds the hordes of creatures back, whipping at them with her stack of pamphlets.
(display: "DoStuff")
Maxwell is looking as fearsome as ever.
His green Orcish forearms are pumping like mad as he beats away at the creatures, occasionally bashing one against his breastplate or kicking them with his steel toed boots.
You wonder why any crime exists with Cops like him around.
(display: "DoStuff")
(if: $talkedabout contains "Help Edna")["Do you still need help?"
"Honestly, I thought that was obvious."
"I generally need a little more than obvious."
"Yes, I need help."
"Just checking."](else:)[How? You can barely help yourself.
Fine.
You approach Edna and wait for a lull in the creatures repeated attacks.
“Edna, is there something I can do to help?”
“You could dispatch these vile creatures harrying me.”
“I don’t know how good I would be at that. Is there something else I could do?”
“Find someone who can help me fight off these beasts.”
“You have a real one-track mind, I was thinking like moral support.”
“Mr. Jonas, Please!”
“Ok ok, I’ll see what I can do.”(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "Help Edna"))]
(display: "Sapphire Street")
You would, but you're not certain that invite Captain Max to punch you is a good idea.
---
(display: "Sapphire Street")
(if: $inroom contains "Edna")[You leave Edna up on the awning. the Creatures return to their attempts to climb up to where she is](if: $inroom contains "Maxwell")[Max sees the horde beginning to mass again and returns to the fray as you back away.]
----
(display: "Sapphire Street")
"Hey Max, You’re a cop right?"
“What sort of question is that?”
“I just mean cops are supposed to protect the citizens of the city, you told me that.”
“What are you getting at?”
“Well, Look at this place. You’re really dropped the ball.”
“You are judging me on how to be a cop?”
“I just mean, I know of someone who could use your help.” You gesture back toward Edna.
Max smashes the surrounding monsters and follows you towards Edna’s perch.
[[Next|Max Help Edna2]]
“Is that Edna Arthison?” He says, squinting through the blood covering his face.
“Captain,” calls Edna, prodding away a beastie that is mostly suckers. “Could you render assistance?”
Max sighs, grabs a nearby two-by-four, and flattens the grouped monsters over the course of several waps.
He reaches a massive arm up and helps Edna down.
“There we are,” You say “I saved you Edna!”
“Edna,” begins Max.
“Miss Arthison, Captain.”
“Arthison, you gotta get to safety."
“Captain, I’d like to report a crime.”
“Yeah yeah, you were attacked by several shellfish monsters.”
“No, not that.” She produces her notebook and flicks through the pages. “Earlier this morning I took note of several neardowells in various states of public indecency. 36 counts of public drunkenness, 74 counts of drinking in public, 16 counts of verbally assaulting a peaceful protester-”
“Are you really doing this right now? I don’t have time to-”
“Sanction 43 article 4 of the Goldenport penal code says that any able bodied officer of the law must, unless otherwise occupied with an ongoing investigation, must file any reports of crimes given by citizens of Goldenport."
[[Point out the double ‘must’s|Max Help Edna Point]]
[[Don't|Max Help Edna3]]
"That legalese has a redundant 'must'"
"The founders of Goldenport were illiterate" says Max. He turns back to Edna. (display: "Max Help Edna3")
“You read the laws?”
“They are in the public archive.”
“Yeah, but you aren't actually supposed to read them."
“Unless you have an ongoing investigation, you must listen to my report.”
“Ma’am, if you hadn't noticed, we got ourselves a genuine Armageddon going on over here.”
“The Riot Squad can take care of that.”
“We don’t have a Riot Squad, we just got a Riot.”
Edna ignores Max’s protests and continues riffling through her notes. “At 6:25 am, a cat woke me from a sound sleep, most likely breaking sound pollution ordinances. My decibellometor is broken so I’m just going to estimate it at 150-"
“I’m sorry Ma’am, but I’m far too busy to listen to your ramblings."
“With what?”
“Uh…" he grabs you by your collar. “I gotta run this guy into the station for questioning. He’s a person of interest.”
[[It's the first time anyones said you were interesting|Teaser]]
Max begins draging you through the horde wallaping anything in his way.
"Thanks for the help Max, I would never be able to get through this riot without your help."
"Don't be thanking me so soon,"
"Why?"
"See my thinking is, you made this mess, so you should be the one to fix it."
"Uh...I can't fix this. I don't know how."
"You have thirteen blocks to figure that out."
"Why thirteen blocks?"
"As best as I can asimate, that's when I'll be close enough to throw you at the giant tenticle monster trampling the city."
[[Uh oh|Teaser2]]
Your brain goes "blorff"
[[nnnnnnnnnnnngh|Pre Rubble]]
{(set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Rope"))(set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Panties", "Whiskey", "Coin shaped Rocks", "Shoe", "Fountain Pen", "Hammer", "Lipstick", "Chequebook", "Coupon", "Angry Letter"))}(display: "Pre Rubble")
You scratch my back, I scratch yours.
That's what it means.
Don't touch me.
(display: "Thereturnkey")
(link:"It works right?")[(set: $met to "Carl")(goto:"Does it work?")]
Ok. What are you incredulous about?
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(link:"Interracial Marriage")[(set: $bystander2 to "Half")(goto:"Setup for CultistAttic")]
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Ok. What are you incredulous about?
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(link:"Interracial Marriage")[(set: $bystander2 to "Half")(goto:"Jump to CultBasementCorridor01")]
(link:"The Usefulness of Pants")[(set: $bystander2 to "Pants")(goto:"Jump to CultBasementCorridor01")]
(set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Rope"))(display: "Cultist Attic1")
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And are you a fan of auto-defenestration?
(link:"Yes")[(set: $Winjump to true)(goto:"CultBasementCorridor")]
(link:"No")[(set: $Winjump to false)(goto:"CultBasementCorridor")]
Just as you make a move to run down the opposite way, a blob of black sludge lands in front of you.
In a moment, the blob begins to solidify into a creature. Sections harden into a carapace, and others tighten into sinews.
Standing (lurking really) before you is a grotesque mismatch of spider-legs, clamshells, and needle teeth.
Even without eyes, you can tell it’s looking at you.
[[Greet|Greetmonster]]
[[Attack|Attack Monster]]
[[Charm|CharmMonster]]
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Slick Street has seen better days, well a few.
Here the citizens of Goldenport have gathered, put their usual feuds on hold, and did what all Goldenportians do in times of crisis: Made barricades and grabbed the nearest blunt object.
Barricades are useful in normal invasions, but since these invaders fall to the ground like rain, the barricade doesn’t keep them out. It does, however, create a haphazard wall for the people to fight on top. Very dramatic.
You and Maxwell’s progress is hindered by the last barricade blocking the street. Maxwell turns his attention to the horde that begins to flow into the free space created by his bull rush.
[[Look around for a way through the Barricade|Look Through Barricade]]
[[Ask Max to help you through Barricade|Ask Max Through Barricade]]
This barricade is well made, in fact it much better constructed than the average Goldenport building. This Barricade probably doesn’t even have major structural flaws hidden behind nude pinups.
No way through, but looking up recognize a friend. Well, someone you know in any case.
It’s Markus the Magenta, Wizard of the chromatic order, and serial Pyromancy-iac. He stands tall, for him, and provides a covering fire of...fire, against the endless horde. He dual wields handfuls of flame, screaming incantations that sound deceptively like profanity, and pelts the Composite creatures with magical plasma.
A few fireballs hit the chitinous parts of the creatures and just fizzle, but enough of the flame hits in eyes and exposed flesh. Although the flesh is seemingly wet, the heat of Markus’s rage burns through the layer of sea mucus.
A broad grin covers Markus’s face.
[[Call out to Markus|Call Markus]]
[[Just sort of hope he notices you|Hope Markus]]
You shout out to Max, hoping he’ll just find a preexisting hole to push you through, rather than make one with your body. But he is too lost in the fray to respond. Maybe someone on top the Barricade can help you up.
Looking up recognize a friend. Well, someone you know in any case.
It’s Markus the Magenta, Wizard of the chromatic order, and serial Pyromancy-iac. He stands tall, for him, and provides a covering fire of...fire, against the endless horde. He dual wields handfuls of flame, screaming incantations that sound deceptively like profanity, and pelts the Composite creatures with magical plasma.
A few fireballs hit the chitinous parts of the creatures and just fizzle, but enough of the flame hits in eyes and exposed flesh. Although the flesh is seemingly wet, the heat of Markus’s rage burns through the layer of sea mucus.
A broad grin covers Markus’s face.
[[Call out to Markus|Call Markus]]
[[Just sort of hope he notices you|Hope Markus]]
You scream and wave your hands, trying to catch Markus’s eye. You do, but not in the way you wanted. He apparently just saw a pair of hands, and assumed you wanted to be bombarded with fire. You duck, just in time to set only one of your sleeves ablaze.
As you flail to put of the flame, the volleys of fireballs subside for a moment.
“Oh hey Jonas.”
[[Charming as ever|Start talking to Markus]]
You stand there stock still, looking up at Markus, smiling, hoping he notices you.
With a flick of his wrist, a handful of arcane embers shower over you, some falling into the back of your jacket. You scream and smack the embers out.
“Hey watch where you throw those things.”
“I was,” Says Markus. “I just wanted you to stop staring at me like a creep.
[[Charming as ever|Start talking to Markus]]
“You’ve been missing the fun.”
“I was attacked by some crazy cultists who wanted to sacrifice me to their eldritch god.”
“Oh ok. We’ve been fighting these thinguses. If you hit them in the right spot, they burn easy. You should totally try it. I mean with some kinda, non-magical way. ‘cus of your...condition.”
“I can’t use magic, don’t talk about it like it’s some kinda handicap.”
“No-No,” He says reassuringly. “It’s not a handicap, you’re just...special. Everyone’s special in their own way.”
“Belittle me later and help me up, would ya?”
“I can glimpse into the cosmic,” He continues, ignoring you. “See beyond the material to the awesome whole of creation, and throw exploding fireballs with my mind. And you...know a lot about vending machines.”
[[Demand he help you|Demand Markus]]
[[Ask politely for help|Polite Markus]]
“Damn it Markus, Help me up you waste of a child’s purple bathrobe!”
“Fine!” He says some unintelligible words under his breath, balls his hand into a fist, and thrusts it toward the sky. A sudden burst of nonspecific force blows up from the ground, knocking you off your feet and into the air. You are flung 10 yards up, and fall heavily onto the top of the barricade.
“Thanks” you say, trying to recover the wind knocked out of you.
(set: $MarkMeth to "blast of force")
“No problem-o!”
[[Get up|Intro to Markus]]
“Could you please figure out a way to get me up there?”
“Oh yeah sure.” He smiles and throws a handful of flame onto the cobblestones at your feet. The flames quickly spread across the ground, giving you no place to stand.
“Damn it Mark!” You jump onto the side of the barricade. Looking up, you see Markus raise one hand, and the flames begin rising in the air, licking at your feet. You begin climbing, finding what handholds you can, with the fire following close behind.
Eventually you reach the top, slightly singed, and flop onto your back next to Markus.
“What the hell Markus?”
(set: $MarkMeth to "wave of flame")
“Hey, it got you up here.”
The fire rising behind you floats up over the barricade, suspended in the air. Markus waves his hands and the flames roll out across the horde advancing on the barricade.
[[Get up|Intro to Markus]]
You get up and brush the burned parts off your clothes.
The $MarkMeth has created a slight calm in the endless siege. Looking out where you just came from, you see Captain Max standing in the center of a pile of composite creature bodies, covered in the brackish blood. He pants and wipes the sweat from his brow. More lost citizens start appearing out from behind knocked over Merchant stands and inside the surrounding buildings, like roaches when the Raid is washed away. Maxwell starts directing the survivors to the barricade, and turns his attention to the next wave of creatures.
“You might want to get off the barricade, before the advancing horde knocks you off.”
you squint at the Creatures in the distance, currently being harrowed by the good Captain. “It’ll take them a bit to get here.”
“I meant them,” says Markus and gestures at the survivors starting to climb the barricade.
The first survivors are just starting to crest the top, and they look like they’ll definitely knock you out of their way.
[[Jump Down|Jump down Barricade]]
[[Climb Down|Climb down Barricade]]
Looking at the safe, relatively, side of the barricade you decide to jump down. Preparing yourself, you hop down. Just as your feet leave the top of the barricade, your shoelace catches on the edge of a hat rack acting as a support beam. You flip over in the air and belly flop onto the ground.
[[Ouch|Slick Street]]
Carefully picking your way down the other side of the barricade, you grab the handle of a chest of drawers and rather than support your weight, it slides out, showers you with stockings and underwear, and sends you tumbling to the ground.
[[Ouch|Slick Street]]
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All the streets and alleyways out have been barricaded. Near the large bulk of the Royal Riches steps, a group of people seem to be waiting for medical aid. (if: $met contains "Arthur")[Arthur is tending to their wounds as fast as he can.](else:)[A figure in a grey robe is tending to their wounds.]
Charlie stands out in front of the Royal Riches, bashing the monsters with her hammers.]
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Charlie stands out in front of the Royal Riches, bashing the monsters with her hammers.]
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Charlie stands out in front of the Royal Riches, bashing the monsters with her hammers.]
](else:)[(display: "Wayout Introduction")](if: $SlickCounter is 0)[
The wide street in front of the Royal riches Casino hotel has become a sort of ‘safezone’ for the citizens of Goldenport to gather and fight the endless horde of nightmare creatures.
All the streets and alleyways out have been barricaded. Near the large bulk of the Royal Riches steps, a group of people seem to be waiting for medical aid. (if: $met contains "Arthur")[Arthur is tending to their wounds as fast as he can.](else:)[A figure in a grey robe is tending to their wounds.]
All this barricading would seem to be moot, the creatures fall from the sky after all, if it weren’t for the group of large burly men carrying all manner of makeshift weapon charging at any forming creature. The Group surrounds the creatures, beat them senseless and tosses them over the nearest barricade.]
(if: $inroom contains "Arthur")[[[Go talk to Arthur|Approach Arthur]]](else:)[[[Aproach figure giving first aid|Approach Arthur]]]
[[Approach Markus]]
(if: $inroom contains "Charlie")[[[Appraoch Charlie|Approach Arthur]]]
(display: "DoStuff")
[[Godzilla Introduction]]
[[Wayout Introduction]]
(if: $SlickCounter is 3)[](else:)[(set: $SlickCounter to it + 1)](if: $met contains "Arthur")[As you approach, Arthur dusts off his hands and turns to you. Evidently resigned to talking to you.](else:)[As you get closer to the figure, his hood shifts out of his face and you recognize him.
“Arthur?”
“Yes, I’ll get to you in just a moment sir.”
“No. No. It’s me.” You point to your face.
Arthur looks up and raises his eyebrows. “I can’t disagree. It is you.” Arthur returns to tending to the injured around him.(set: $met to it + (array: "Arthur"))]
[[What Happened?|ArthurHaps]]
[[What are you doing?|ArthurDoing]]
[[Tell about Cultists|AthurCult]]
[[Ask him to tend to your wounds|ArthurWounds]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|ArthurSave]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
(if: $SlickCounter is 3)[](else:)[(set: $SlickCounter to it + 1)]You step closer to the barricade Markus stands atop and wait for him to take a break from assaulting the oncoming horde.
After a couple minutes, he stops and starts drinking from a flask.
[[What Happened?|MarkusHaps]]
[[What are you doing?|MarkusDoing]]
[[Tell about Cultists|MarkusCult]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|MarkusSave]]
[[Ask him to fix everything with magic|MarkusMagicFix]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
Just as you get back to your safespot, the sound of shattering glass draws your gaze to the front doors of the Royal Riches Casino and hotel.
The largest composite creature, mostly crab-claws and lamprey suckers, tumbles through the doors and falls flat against the ground. Leaping from the busted door comes Charlie. Sporting a red cocktail dress, Charlie lands on top the monstrous beast, hefts a sledgehammer in one hand and smashes the facsimile of a head into a pile of black smears.
Just as soon as the beastie's head bursts, another leaps towards Charlie, with a mouth shaped like a circular saw. Charlie swings up another hammer in her other hand, a stone headed Warhammer, and crushes the creature’s featureless chest.
Charlie leaps up and begins spinning gracefully, a music box dancer with blunt instruments. The creatures mindlessly pounce towards her and then fly back in pieces.(set: $met to it + (array: "Charlie"))
[[Try not to look down her dress|Slick Street]]
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(if: $SlickCounter is 0)[
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(if: $met contains "Wayout")[[[Well, there's nothing else to do but try to save the world yourself|LastTeaser]]
](if: $inroom contains "Arthur")[[[Go talk to Arthur|Approach Arthur]]](else:)[[[Aproach figure giving first aid|Approach Arthur]]]
[[Approach Markus]]
(if: $inroom contains "Charlie")[[[Approach Charlie|Approach Charlie]]]
(display: "DoStuff")]
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Charlie stands out in front of the Royal Riches, bashing the monsters with her hammers.
(if: $met contains "Wayout")[[[Well, there's nothing else to do but try to save the world yourself|LastTeaser]]
](if: $inroom contains "Arthur")[[[Go talk to Arthur|Approach Arthur]]](else:)[[[Aproach figure giving first aid|Approach Arthur]]]
[[Approach Markus]]
(if: $inroom contains "Charlie")[[[Approach Charlie|Approach Charlie]]]
(display: "DoStuff")]
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Charlie stands out in front of the Royal Riches, bashing the monsters with her hammers.(if: $inroom contains "Arthur")[[[Go talk to Arthur|Approach Arthur]]](else:)[[[Aproach figure giving first aid|Approach Arthur]]]
[[Approach Markus]]
[[Approach Charlie|Approach Charlie]]]
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Charlie stands out in front of the Royal Riches, bashing the monsters with her hammers.(if: $met contains "Wayout")[
[[Well, there's nothing else to do but try to save the world yourself|LastTeaser]]
](if: $inroom contains "Arthur")[[[Go talk to Arthur|Approach Arthur]]](else:)[[[Aproach figure giving first aid|Approach Arthur]]]
[[Approach Markus]]
(if: $inroom contains "Charlie")[[[Approach Charlie|Approach Charlie]]]
(display: "DoStuff")](else:)[(display: "Wayout Introduction")]]
An ungodly screech deafens you momentarily. Across the cityscape, A gigantic figure comes into view.
A massive beast covered in tentacles and wings, Towering over the buildings. If there was an eldritch elder god, that's it.
It seems to be making its way toward the north end of the city, knocking down buildings as it goes.
You notice the blobs of black sludge spewing forth from pores on its back. The sludge flies high into the air before raining back down onto the city.
All of this is incredibly gross.
(set: $met to it + (array: "Godzilla"))
[[Understatement|Lead to Godzilla]]
As the Giant Beastie in the distance tumbles down buildings, A line of skyscrapers fall upon eachother in a domino effect.
You wonder briefly if "Act of Death God" Is covered in homeowner's insurance.
But in anycase, there is now an unbroken path directly to where the Giant monster is.
Coincidentally, it seems to be right next to the library.(set: $met to it + (array: "Wayout"))
[[Isn't that just how it always is?|Slick Street]]
(if: $SlickCounter is 3)[](else:)[(set: $SlickCounter to it + 1)]You try to get close, but she's too busy bashing skulls.
---
(display: "Thereturnkey")
You clear your throat, but Arthur doesn’t even look away from the older woman he is bandaging.
“What happened?”
“A panicked crowd lightly trampled Ms Strouce”
“I meant to the city.”
“In times of stress, people tend to look out for their own survival. It’s natural. But being a sentient creature means we can override our primal desires and maintain our approach to civilization. My approach includes helping those injured during riots.”
“I meant like, step by step, What happened to cause all this chaos?”
“Chaos is a relative term. In fact we could think of chaos as being results that don’t match with our personal conception of normal cause and effect. In this case, eldritch creatures attacking people in the street is something I’d expect to cause disorganization. So this isn’t chaos after all, from my point of view. What about yours?”
“Creatures started attacking people, got it.”
[[What are you doing?|ArthurDoing]]
[[Tell about Cultists|AthurCult]]
[[Ask him to tend to your wounds|ArthurWounds]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|ArthurSave]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
“What are you doing?”
“Tending to the wounded. What are you doing?”
“Just trying to survive, I guess.”
“That’s a natural instinct. Then again, so is adversarial infanticide.”
[[What Happened?|ArthurHaps]]
[[Tell about Cultists|AthurCult]]
[[Ask him to tend to your wounds|ArthurWounds]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|ArthurSave]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
“Ok, so there were these guys in dark robes doing some weird chanting and their leader tried to kill me with a silver dagger.”
After a pause, Arthur looks up from his work. “Yes?”
“Well What do you think about that?”
“You peered voyeuristically into what sounds like a religious ceremony and the person leading them in prayer reacted violently. Frankly if they were praying, it’s no wonder they didn’t like your intrusion”
“No, they were the bad guys!”
“How do you know that?”
“They were trying to summon an evil beast that would eat the world or whatever.”
“I try not to judge other people’s religious freedoms”
“But you’re a priest who doesn’t judge religions? Come on! Black robes and human sacrifice sounds like a bad religion.”
“I’m a freelance priest. I should correct myself, I do judge religions. I judge them to all be equally stupid. So I don’t compare them.”
[[What Happened?|ArthurHaps]]
[[What are you doing?|ArthurDoing]]
[[Ask him to tend to your wounds|ArthurWounds]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|ArthurSave]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
[[What Happened?|ArthurHaps]]
[[What are you doing?|ArthurDoing]]
[[Ask him to tend to your wounds|ArthurWounds]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|ArthurSave]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
"Hey, could you patch me up Doc?"
Arthur looks you up and down. "You seem to be fine."
"Are you kidding? I got bashed on the head, threatened with a knife, and a building fell on me."
"Yes, I can see. But you can walk and bother people. So it isn't impeding your behavior."
[[What Happened?|ArthurHaps]]
[[What are you doing?|ArthurDoing]]
[[Tell about Cultists|AthurCult]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|ArthurSave]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
"You gotta help me save the world!"
"The world is just fine."
"What do you mean? You haven't noticed the ungodly creatures attacking everything?"
"Well yes, people are in danger. But the world is just fine."
"I'm not talking about the ball of dirt, I mean /the/ world"
"That's a good philosophical question. Would the world be The World without the people?"
"Nevermind."
[[What Happened?|ArthurHaps]]
[[What are you doing?|ArthurDoing]]
[[Tell about Cultists|AthurCult]]
[[Ask him to tend to your wounds|ArthurWounds]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
“I was gone for like, 20 minutes what happened?”
“How should I know?” says Markus.
“You told me you were the knower of the unknown, the all seeing eye of the mystical arcane, the watcher on the walls of reality, the-”
“Yeah, Yeah. That’s just an expression.”
“It wasn’t an expression when you claimed to know how to send me home.”
“I can decide when something is an expression or not. That’s what being a wizard is all about.”
[[What are you doing?|MarkusDoing]]
[[Tell about Cultists|MarkusCult]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|MarkusSave]]
[[Ask him to fix everything with magic|MarkusMagicFix]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
“What are you doing?”
“Having more fun than I’ve had since I blew up that Doomtower.”
“Technically speaking you didn’t blow it up.”
“Yeah," interjects Markus. "But no one’s going to believe that you blew it up.”
“I didn’t blow it up! There was a gas leak!”
“If you’re so touchy about that, why not just let me pretend I blew it up?”
“There’s such a thing as the truth.”
“Yeah, so why not let my story be the truth?”
[[What Happened?|MarkusHaps]]
[[Tell about Cultists|MarkusCult]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|MarkusSave]]
[[Ask him to fix everything with magic|MarkusMagicFix]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
“Hey Markus what do you know about cultists that worship thiclitictokan, or whatever?”
“Something with that many Ts and Cs and THs in their name has to be some sort of quasi-demonic trans-dimensional being of Arcane Arch-mysticism. Anyone that chooses to follow one of them is probably a moron. They think they understand the unknowable, but they don’t. Anyone who claims to know the knowable, knows nothing.”
“You claim to know the unknowable all the time.”
“That’s what I just said.”
[[What Happened?|MarkusHaps]]
[[What are you doing?|MarkusDoing]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|MarkusSave]]
[[Ask him to fix everything with magic|MarkusMagicFix]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
(unless: $met contains "Godzilla")[“Hey, Markus. You’re good at making things go pop. I hear there’s a big tentacled thing roaming around the city, and that it is the cause of all this mayhem. Mind helping me make him go pop?”
“I like to make things go pop. If I get a good shot. I’ll see what I can do.”](else:)[Look Markus, there’s the thing that caused all this,” You point to the massive monster in the distance. “Lets see if you can’t blow it up.”
“I don’t know, I just tried and it didn’t work. And there’s lots of things down here that blow up just fine.”
“Yeah, but those things aren’t important.”
“Yeah, but they blow up good. That thing,” He waves at the far off monster. “Has impenetrable armor. The only thing that would do anything is to aim right into its mouth. And if I get that close it’ll just eat me.”]
[[What Happened?|MarkusHaps]]
[[What are you doing?|MarkusDoing]]
[[Tell about Cultists|MarkusCult]]
[[Ask him to fix everything with magic|MarkusMagicFix]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
“Hey Markus, You’re a //wizard// right?”
“Yeah, don’t be saying things in italics at me.”
“So why don’t you just fix everything with //magic//.”
He throws another fireball over the barricade. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
“Why not just snap your fingers and fix everything?”
“Because I don’t have the energy to alter reality like that. I don’t know a spell that restores entire cities to their previous states. I don’t have the time necessary to preform a ritual to expand my range of influence to be adequately large. Do you need lessons on the limitations of magic?”
“I thought so. You claim to have magical powers but can’t prove it.”
“This isn’t proof.” He snaps his fingers and his pinky bursts into purple flame.
“Flamethrower up the sleeve. I have heard of slight of hand.” You pull out a Coin-Shaped Rock and attempt to demonstrate palming a coin. You drop the rock on the ground loudly.
Markus snaps his finger and the coin lifts up into the air. When it reaches eye level, he snaps his fingers again and it turns into a butterfly and flitters around your head. He snaps his fingers again, and it turns into a small placard that says ëMagic is real’ and falls on your foot.
“If I can’t use magic, how did I do that?”
“...Magnets.”
[[What Happened?|MarkusHaps]]
[[What are you doing?|MarkusDoing]]
[[Tell about Cultists|MarkusCult]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|MarkusSave]]
(display: "Thereturnkey")
What will happen to Jonas Mallory?
*Try not to cry!
*Be insignificant!
*Struggle even more!
*Meet the illusive Sam Ravenoir!
*Save the world and die trying
Play Jonas Mallory and The Bibliotek of DOOM!
Coming Soon!
You commited:
$OOCD count(unless: $OOCD is "1")[s] of Obstructing an Officer in the course of his duty
3 counts of Bank Fraud
2 counts of Assault
0 counts of Grand Theft Sacramental Weapon
4 counts of Destruction of Public Property
2 counts of Coercion
1 count of Racketeering
Markus notices the Giant monster as well. He flips around and begins congouring a massive fireball.
Across the cityscape, you notice beams of colorful light and glowing balls flying up and hitting the giant monster. The other wizards and thaumaturgists seem to have the same idea as Markus: Kill the big thing with a big blast of magic.
Markus lets his fireball grow to at least 25ft diametor before letting it loose.
He grins and throws the minisun.
The massive fireball hits its mark, squarely in the kidneys (If that thing even has them). the flames flows across the creature and does absolutly nothing.
Markus shrugs and turns back to the horde, throw much less impressive fireballs at them.
[[Well...Shit|Slick Street]]
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[[Testing Layout Main]]
[[Testing Layout Dialoge]]
[[Testing Events|Test Intro to Slick Street]]
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<div style="max-height:160px;max-width:100%; #ccc;overflow:auto;">Searching your pants, jacket, and socks you find:<!--(print: $Inventory.join(", "))
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The streets are in a whirlwind panic.
Down the street, Captain Max fights a whole mess of the monstrous creatures raining from the sky.
He swings a sludge monster around like a flail and seems to be doing a fairly good job, if the horde weren’t seemingly endless.
For the time being, Max’s fury grants a calm in the storm.
The few Composite Creatures that squeak through the cracks, ignore Jonas in favor of (if: $met contains "Edna")[Edna](else:)[a woman] standing on an awning. She seems to be keeping them at bay with a few well timed swipes with a stack of pamphlets.
Every way out of this street is blocked by rubble, rioters, or hordes of these creatures.
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<div style="max-height:30vh;max-width:100vw; #ccc;overflow:auto;">The streets are in a whirlwind panic.
Down the street, Captain Max fights a whole mess of the monstrous creatures raining from the sky.
He swings a sludge monster around like a flail and seems to be doing a fairly good job, if the horde weren’t seemingly endless.
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Every way out of this street is blocked by rubble, rioters, or hordes of these creatures.</div></div>
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You Approach the place where Max is fighting the monsters and wait for Maxwell to notice you.
After watching him pummel three beasties to a pulp at once, He finally sees you standing there and steps over to you taking a break from the never ending horde.
"What?"(set: $inroom to (a:)) (set: $inroom to(array: "Maxwell"))
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</div>}"Hi Captain" You wave.
"Really? That's what was so important you interupted me fighting these monsters?"
"Just wanted to say hi."
"I'm adding "Obstructing an Officer in the Course of his Duties" to your record."
"You can't do that. That's already on my record. Double indemnity." (set: $OOCD to it + 1)(set: $MaxLike to it -1)
"You're thinking of Double Jeopardy."
"No, you're thinking of the Game Show with Alex Trebek."
"I don't know what that is. So unless you want another count of "Obstructing an Officer", shut up."
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</div>}"What happened?"
"What happened? I'll tell you what happened. You came into my city like a tornado and threw everything into chaos. You caused a gang war, burned down three dozen bars, smashed the window of a church, let that metal horse of your's loose to trample pedestrians-"
"It wasn't a horse it was a bicycle. And I meant recently."
"Well, the sky opened up, black sludge started pouring out, turned into weird clawed fish monsters, and a giant tentacle thing started knocking down buildings. So I followed the trail of destruction to its source, and I find you. So you tell me what happened."
"I was taking a leisurely nap in that alleyway, and a monster jumped out and tried to kill me."
"The only thing I believe about that story is that you're the kind of guy who would take a leisurely nap in an alleyway."
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</div>}"Hey, Captain. I don’t really think this problem is going to stop with just an endless wave of disgusting deep sea monsters.(if: $met contains "Open Book")[I think this might build to a ‘unstoppable monster the likes of which you can’t possibly imagine."
"You sound like you’re quoting something."
"It’s just something I overheard at the uh...pet store the other day.](else:)[It might be the plan of some doomsday cult."
“What makes you say that?"
“Uh, intuition?] The point is, would you help save the world?”
“Look Jonas, I’m a cop. I keep the peace. I don’t know anything about this fate of the world crap. In times of crisis, I find a street, and scratch out what peace I can there.”
“But...the world!"
“Sorry Jonas, but that's way above my paygrade."
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</div>}“Hey Max, do you think you could help me get past these monsters? I’d like to get to The Royal Riches and I don’t have the ease towards violence that you have.”
“I’m trying to restore order to a city ravaged by the soldiers of the damned and you want me to help you get to a bar?”
“Well I was just going there to check on my friends, but I’ll buy you a drink. Well...I'll owe to a drink.
“You don’t have friends, Jonas.”
“Just because it’s true doesn’t mean it isn’t hurtful.”
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</div>}“Captain, I’d like to report an assault”
"You assaulted someone?”
"No, someone assaulted me, tied me up, and threw me in a closet.”
“Oh.” He starts to turn his attention back to the horde.
“Hey, don’t you want to, I don’t know, file a report about it?”
“Jonas, you report an attack on yourself every week-”
“People attack me every week.”
“So far, none of your accusations have amounted to anything. So unless you have evidence. You're just wasting my time."
(set: $talkedabout to it + (array: "Assault"))
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</div>}“Hey Captain, check this out.”
You begin popping and locking, well really more like flopping and dangling.
But Captain Max has never seen breakdancing before, so it’s probably blowing his mind.
After showing off the moves that won you ‘most likely to be paid to stop dancing’ in middle school, Max stops you and raises an eyebrow.
“Are you having a seizure?
It suffices to say, he’s not a fan.
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</div>}“Hey Max, do you think you could help me get past these monsters? I’d like to get to The Royal Riches and I don’t have the ease towards violence that you have.”
“I’m trying to restore order to a city ravaged by the soldiers of the damned and you want me to help you get to a bar?”
“Well I was just going there to check on my friends, but I’ll buy you a drink. Well...I'll owe to a drink.
“You don’t have friends, Jonas.”
“Just because it’s true doesn’t mean it isn’t hurtful.”
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(display: "Talk Maxwelltest")
Double-click this passage to edit it.
<div>[[Greet|Greet Max test]]
[[Ask What Happened|Ask Max What happened test]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|Max Save World Test]]
[[Ask for help you getting past the horde|Max Help Pass Test]]
[[Report attack|Report Attack Test]]
[[Teach Max to breakdance|Max Breakdance Test]](if: $talkedabout contains "Help Edna")[
[[Get Max to help Edna|Max Help Edna Test]]]
----
[[Return to your Testing|Testing Sapphire Street]]</div>
(display: "DoStuff")
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Slick Street has seen better days, well a few.
Here the citizens of Goldenport have gathered, put their usual feuds on hold, and did what all Goldenportians do in times of crisis: Made barricades and grabbed the nearest blunt object.
Barricades are useful in normal invasions, but since these invaders fall to the ground like rain, the barricade doesn’t keep them out.
It does, however, create a haphazard wall for the people to fight on top. Very dramatic.
You and Maxwell’s progress is hindered by the last barricade blocking the street.
Maxwell turns his attention to the horde that begins to flow into the free space created by his bull rush.
---
[[Look around for a way through the Barricade|Test Look Through Barricade]]
[[Ask Max to help you through Barricade|Test Ask Max Through Barricade]]
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This barricade is well made, in fact it much better constructed than the average Goldenport building.
This Barricade probably doesn’t even have major structural flaws hidden behind nude pinups.
No way through, but looking up recognize a friend. Well, someone you know in any case.
It’s Markus the Magenta, Wizard of the chromatic order, and serial Pyromancy-iac.
He stands tall, for him, and provides a covering fire of...fire, against the endless horde.
He dual wields handfuls of flame, screaming incantations that sound deceptively like profanity, and pelts the Composite creatures with magical plasma.
A few fireballs hit the chitinous parts of the creatures and just fizzle, but enough of the flame hits in eyes and exposed flesh.
Although the flesh is seemingly wet, the heat of Markus’s rage burns through the layer of sea mucus.
A broad grin covers Markus’s face.
---
[[Call out to Markus|TestCall Markus]]
[[Just sort of hope he notices you|TestHope Markus]]
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You shout out to Max, hoping he’ll just find a preexisting hole to push you through, rather than make one with your body.
But he is too lost in the fray to respond.
Maybe someone on top the Barricade can help you up.
Looking up recognize a friend. Well, someone you know in any case.
It’s Markus the Magenta, Wizard of the chromatic order, and serial Pyromancy-iac.
He stands tall, for him, and provides a covering fire of...fire, against the endless horde.
He dual wields handfuls of flame, screaming incantations that sound deceptively like profanity, and pelts the Composite creatures with magical plasma.
A few fireballs hit the chitinous parts of the creatures and just fizzle, but enough of the flame hits in eyes and exposed flesh.
Although the flesh is seemingly wet, the heat of Markus’s rage burns through the layer of sea mucus.
A broad grin covers Markus’s face.
---
[[Call out to Markus|TestCall Markus]]
[[Just sort of hope he notices you|TestHope Markus]]
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You scream and wave your hands, trying to catch Markus’s eye.
You do, but not in the way you wanted.
He apparently just saw a pair of hands, and assumed you wanted to be bombarded with fire.
You duck, just in time to set only one of your sleeves ablaze.
As you flail to put of the flame, the volleys of fireballs subside for a moment.
“Oh hey Jonas.”
---
[[Charming as ever|TestStart talking to Markus]]
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You stand there stock still, looking up at Markus, smiling, hoping he notices you.
With a flick of his wrist, a handful of arcane embers shower over you, some falling into the back of your jacket.
You scream and smack the embers out.
“Hey watch where you throw those things.”
“I was,” Says Markus. “I just wanted you to stop staring at me like a creep.
---
[[Charming as ever|TestStart talking to Markus]]
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“You’ve been missing the fun.”
“I was attacked by some crazy cultists who wanted to sacrifice me to their eldritch god.”
“Oh ok. We’ve been fighting these thinguses. If you hit them in the right spot, they burn easy. You should totally try it. I mean with some kinda, non-magical way. ‘cus of your...condition.”
“I can’t use magic, don’t talk about it like it’s some kinda handicap.”
“No-No,” He says reassuringly. “It’s not a handicap, you’re just...special. Everyone’s special in their own way.”
“Belittle me later and help me up, would ya?”
“I can glimpse into the cosmic,” He continues, ignoring you. “See beyond the material to the awesome whole of creation, and throw exploding fireballs with my mind. And you...know a lot about vending machines.”
---
[[Demand he help you|TestDemand Markus]]
[[Ask politely for help|TestPolite Markus]]
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“Damn it Markus Help me up, you waste of a child’s purple bathrobe!”
“Fine!” He says some unintelligible words under his breath, balls his hand into a fist, and thrusts it toward the sky.
A sudden burst of nonspecific force blows up from the ground, knocking you off your feet and into the air.
You are flung 10 yards up, and fall heavily onto the top of the barricade.
“Thanks” you say, trying to recover the wind knocked out of you.
(set: $MarkMeth to "blast of force")
“No problem-o!”
---
[[Get up|TestIntro to Markus]]
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“Could you please figure out a way to get me up there?”
“Oh yeah sure,” He smiles and throws a handful of flame onto the cobblestones at your feet.
The flames quickly spread across the ground, giving you no place to stand.
“Damn it Mark!” You jump onto the side of the barricade.
Looking up, you see Markus raise one hand, and the flames begin rising in the air, licking at your feet.
You begin climbing, finding what handholds you can, with the fire following close behind.
Eventually you reach the top, slightly singed, and flop onto your back next to Markus.
“What the hell Markus?”
(set: $MarkMeth to "wave of flame")
“Hey, it got you up here.”
The fire rising behind you floats up over the barricade, suspended in the air.
Markus waves his hands and the flames roll out across the horde advancing on the barricade.
---
[[Get up|TestIntro to Markus]]
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You get up and brush the burned parts off your clothes.
The $MarkMeth has created a slight calm in the endless siege. Looking out where you just came from, you see Captain Max standing in the center of a pile of composite creature bodies, covered in the brackish blood.
He pants and wipes the sweat from his brow.
More lost citizens start appearing out from behind knocked over Merchant stands and inside the surrounding buildings, like roaches when the Raid is washed away.
Maxwell starts directing the survivors to the barricade, and turns his attention to the next wave of creatures.
“You might want to get off the barricade," says Markus, "before the advancing horde knocks you off.”
You squint at the Creatures in the distance, currently being harrowed by the good Captain.
You shrug. “It’ll take them a bit to get here.”
“I meant them,” says Markus and gestures at the survivors starting to climb the barricade.
The first survivors are just starting to crest the top.
They’ll definitely knock you out of their way.
---
[[Jump Down|TestJump down Barricade]]
[[Climb Down|TestClimb down Barricade]]
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---
[[Ouch|Event Testing over]]
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---
[[Ouch|Event Testing over]]
This has been a test of the Event Layout.
You move through the streets like a snake. At least a snake not used to lacking legs.You try to avoid any of the sludge creature but inevitably run into a group of the beasties. Luckily they aren’t the best runners. The ones with legs are usually pretty top heavy with other limbs.
Just as you outrun another group of beasties, a familiar smooth voice hits your ears.
“Mallory? Jonas Mallory you old dog, how have you been?”
Turning around, you see Sam Ravenoir sitting at a cafe table, holding a martini glass. “Good lords chappie, you look like hell. That is a bit of an improvement.” Sam titters lightly.
[[Be polite|PoliteSam]]
[[Be Impolite|ImpoliteSam]]
“Sir, are you aware that the world is ending?”
“Do you think me a fool?”
“Do you want me to answer that?”
“Do you really think I care what you think?”
“Is that a rhetorical question?”
“Would it matter if it was?”
“What?”
“irrelevance. point to me. 15 love.”
Sam holds his glass up.
[[Whatever|Intro to Glister Street]]
“What the hell man? The whole world is falling down around you, and you’re just standing around having a drink?”
“When do you think is a better time to drink?”
“Literally any other time?”
“You’re right, every time is a good time to drink.”
[[Whatever|Intro to Glister Street]]
{
(set: $inroom to (a:))
(set: $inroom to (array:"Sam", "Bambi", "Breadsticks"))
(set: $where to "Glister street")
}<h1>Glister street</h1>
----
Under normal circumstances glister street is the home to a few upscale restaurants. Right now it is home to a horde of black sludge beasties, destroying a few upscale restaurants.
Despite the chaos around him, Sam Ravenoir stands at an outside table having a late dinner. He smiles and lifts his martini glass in your direction.
[[Continue on your way|Leaving Sam]]
(display: "DoStuff")
To Approasch the ever relaxed Sam Ravenoir.
"Hello Jonas. Do you have something worthwhile to say or are you behaving normally?"
[[Tell about book|Tell Sam Book]]
[[Tell about cultists|Tell Sam Cultists]]
[[Ask what happened|Ask Sam Happened]]
[[Ask for help saving the world|Sam Save World]]
---
(display: "Intro to Glister Street")
“I returned the book,” you say
“That’s good Jonas.” He holds out his hand. “Give me the receipt and I’ll sign you timecard and not have you killed.”
“Here’s the thing, I don’t have the receipt. But I totally returned the book. Trust me.”
“Jonas, we have a relationship was based on trust. And how can I trust you if I don’t have concrete confirmation of your proclamations?”
“Uh…if you won’t believe me without legal documentation reaffirming what I claim, then that isn’t trust. That’s distrust.”
“Distrust! Yes! That is the word I was thinking of.” We have a relationship built on distrust.”
[[Talk to Sam]]
“You clear your throat. (check if talked book) Ok so after I returned your book, this creepy guy and all his friends checked the book out again and used it to summon this monster and all these other monsters are it’s babies or whatever.”
“Hm?”
“So none of this is my fault. You understand this right?”
“Jonas, do you know what my father always said?”
“I don’t know anything about your family.”
“He always said, you play the cards you’re dealt-”
“But it wasn’t my fault!”
“Interrupting is rude jonas. My father always said, play the cards you're dealt and you are a fool. Instead play the cards you’ve arranged to be in your hand.”
“What’s your point?”
“Jonas, you suck. And your life sucks. So you can’t go around and blame other people for having a sucky life. so suck it up and stop sucking.”
[[Talk to Sam]]
“Uh sir do you have any idea what’s going on right now?”
“Well I ordered the duck ala grange and it was unbearably dry so I sent it back. And I haven’t gotten a replacement yet. So i’m thinking of having a harsh word with the owner, or just buying the restaurant and burning it down.”
“Uh, sir. The city is under attack by monsters.”
“Yes i know. Doesn’t mean you can lay down on the job.”
[[Talk to Sam]]
“Sam you gotta do something!”
“Ok,” Sam produces a notepad from his pocket and a fountain pen and begins writing.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m planning my outfit for tomorrow.”
“There isn't going to be a tomorrow!”
“Then why’d you make it sound so urgent.” sam puts the pad away.
“The world is ending you gotta do something!”
“Like what? Bribe the world to be fine in the morning?”
“I don’t know there must be something you can do.”
“Whenever I have a problem, I just hire someone to take care of it. I guess I could pay someone to save the world.”
“Now we’re getting somewhere.”
“Then again it would be cheaper to get someone already on the payroll. Bambi, who do we already employ that isn’t busy?”
“I didn’t bring your planner.” says Bambi, not even glancing up. “But I would guess that Jonas Mallory isn’t doing much.”
“Great idea Bambi” Sam stabs a finger in your direction. “Jonas, see if you can’t take care of this whole apocalypse problem. I’m counting on you.”
[[I can’t save the world|Sam Can't Save]]
[[Sure thing boss|Sam Sarc Save]]
[[If I do this we’re even right?|Sam Even Save]]
“I can’t save the world.”
“Why not?”
[[I don’t have the skills|NoSkill Sam]]
[[I’m too busy|Busy Sam]]
“Sure thing boss! I’m your man! You can Count on me! You say jump! I say ‘How High, sir?’ Yessory bob sir!”
“Fine, just stop throwing exclamation points at me.”
[[Whatever|Talk to Sam]]
If i take care of this problem, then were’ even ok? This pays back everything I owe you.”
“Nope.”
“What do you mean, nope? I’m saving the world.”
“Which you are benefiting from as well, in fact since I have an escape plan, you are getting more out of the world being saved than I am. In fact, I could charge you a saving the world fee.”
“Charge me? I’m the one saving the world.”
“Yes. but you’re also profiting from a project spearheaded by my company and completed by someone in my employ. ‘Saving the world’ is officially a public service that I’m providing to the community.”
[[Play his game|Play Ball Sam]]
[[Don't|NoPlay Sam]]
"I’m not qualified to save the world."
“Nonsense, you think any of those loincloth clad barbarians in the stories had any training whatsoever? They were a bunch of barely sentient slabs of meat, who were just as likely to rape a boar as kill it. You are a relatively modern man who’s partially literate and I have to assume you dress yourself. You can take care of a simple end of the world scenario no problem.”
“You really think so?”
“Not particularly. But the half second it takes for that thing to kill you ought to be enough time for me and Bambi to slip out my escape tunnel."
[[Real inspiring.|RealInspireSam]]
[[Escape to where?|Sam Escape]]
“I can’t save the world, I’m still haven’t finished returning that book. My schedule is packed.”
“Multitask. Just save the world while you’re eating dinner or save the world in pieces over the next couple days. I’ll tell you what, I’ll authorize unpaid overtime for the whole week.”
“Gee thanks.”
[[You're not even getting paid|Talk to Sam]]
"You are a credit to your name."
“Hey the Ravenoirs got rich through smuggling not being moronically brave.”
“And you were lucky.”
“Don’t discount luck.” Sam leans in and winks. “Even bad luck.”
[[Whatever|Talk to Sam]]
“Escape to where? Another world that isn’t going to end?”
Sam smiles. “All worlds end eventually.”
[[Whatever|Talk to Sam]]
If it’s a public service then you could write off any expenses as a tax break. Charitable donation and all that.”
“That’s a pretty good idea.”
“How about you pay me an adviser fee? I am a freelancer after all.”
“Nice try. You should have negotiated your payment before you handed over the product. But as thanks for the favor, I’ll waive my advisors fee.”
[[Great.|Talk to Sam]]
Fine, You win. You ate the better bullshiter."
"I prefur perspective negotiator."
[[Same Diff|Talk to Sam]]
You yell a series of curse words at Sam. Venting about all the shit you've had to go through just to apease his little whims.
After a few minutes you pause to catch your breath. Only then do you notice that Sam is looking down the street and ot at you.
"Hm?" He turns back to you. "I'm sorry I was thinking about something else. Did you want something?"
"No."
---
(display: "Intro to Glister Street")
"Hey Bambi."
"..."
"How has your day been going?"
"..."
"Mine's been pretty crap. Someone hit me on the head and now it seems the world is ending."
"..."
"you know, just having Quotation marks and ellipsis is a waste of puncuation. You could just describe her silence."
Fine. She ignores you.
---
(display: "Intro to Glister Street")
"A sean teh." You say, and gently take Bambi's hand from the table. You bring it up to you lips before you realize that you're just holding a glove. You feel the tips of a fork dig into your neck.
"Do you mind? You're getting spit on my glove."
You move the glove away from your mouth and the fork slides out of your flesh. In one fluid motion Bambi thrusts her hand back into her glove and flicks your nose away.
---
(display: "Intro to Glister Street")
You hold you hand out for Sam.
"PUt her there pal."
"I don't chake on the first business transation."
---
(display: "Intro to Glister Street")
You reach up and knock the Martini glass out of Sam's hand.
It flips in the air, throwing it's contents all over.
Sam's hand catches the glas on the down swing and scoops the liquid out of the air. Your mouth opens involintarily. The olive bounces once on the table when Sam's other hand flicks into your open mouth. You spend the next minute coughing and spluttering.
"Nice try jonas." You he swils his drink then looks up. "I can't lie, that was a terrible try Jonas. But you're getting reletivly better." He replaces the olive from the bowel on the table.
---
(display: "Intro to Glister Street")
You reach over to make the Magizine out of the way to make eye contact with Bambi. Just as your hand touchs the paper, she slides the edge along the pad of your finger, giving you a small papercut. You yelp and suck on the digit.
"Would you mind not getting your blood on this article. I haven't finished reading it yet."
---
(display: "Intro to Glister Street")
Apocalypse looks good on sam. So do most things come to think of it. His crushed velvet vest and silk tie are still immaculate. His suit jacket is draped gracefully over the back of his chair.
---
(display: "Intro to Glister Street")
It’s bambi at her bamiest. She’s exchanged her daytime white and gold cocktail dress for a sleek nighttime black and blue cocktail dress. She doesn’t look up at you, but instead continues to thumb through her magazine. Upon closer inspection, you see the magazine is something called Apocalypse monthly.
---
(display: "Intro to Glister Street")
You turn to leave.
“See ya Sam.”
Sam raises a pair of fingers in his free hand. “Wait, Jonas.”
[[Ignore|Ignore Sam]]
[[Respond|Respond Sam]]
You keep walking. Nothing Sam can say will make what you have to do any eaiser.
“Jonas. I need to tell you something.”
“Sorry busy.”
You feel a hand on your shoulder and you are abruptly spun around.
“Jonas, it is impolite to ignore a friend.” Sam holds both of your shoulders and looks you straight in the eyes. “We are friends. At least I’d like to think we are.” Glancing down you can see a straight razor casually sitting in Sam’s hand a fraction of an inch from you neck.
[[Bite back|Bite Back Sam]]
[[Appollogize|Sorry Sam]]
You turn back to Sam. “What?” you snap.
“I just wanted to remind you to return that book.” He smiles and raises his glass to you. “I’m sorry if I’m troubling you. But We do have an arrangement.”
You anger gets the better of you. “An arrangement? That’s what you call threatening me everyday to do your bidding?”
“I never thre-”
“And insulting me to my face? And treating me like dirt? And sending goons to glare at me?”
“Jonas, i-”
“Well I’m getting sick of it! You know what? I’m still gonna go deal with this problem with your book(Check apoc)[and try to see if I can save the world.} you know why?”
“Because I can count on you.” says Sam setting his drink on the table.
You are taken aback, you were going to say ‘because I’m afraid of you’ but the softness in sam’s eyes makes you stumble. “What?”
“I count on you jonas. You always come through for me.”
“I-uh...ok then.” You turn and walk down the lane as fast as you can.
[[That was Weird|To the Courtyard]]
“Don’t threaten me!” You push sam’s hands off your shoulders and the blade away from your neck.
Sam glances down at the razor and laughs. “Jonas, you misunderstand. I was just concerned about your beard. It’s awfully overgrown. He flings the knife over his sholder and Bambi snatces it out of the air.
He smiles and leans in. “I would never threaten you Jonas.” he pats your cheek. “I don’t have to. You owe me a great debt, and if you don’t attempt to pay that back, legally I can do whatever I want to your...pre-corpse.”
You square your jaw. “That sounds like a threat.”
“Sounds, yes it does. But it isn’t. I have never threatened anyone im my life, and I never will. That’s my philosophy. I never make threats, I make promises. And like all honest people, I keep my promises.” Sam steps back from you a raises a pair of fingers in mimicry of a boy scout. “I promise you never threaten you, Jonas. I also promise that if you don’t do what I tell you to, you will regret it.”
“I feel threatened.”
“I know.” He walks back to his table. “Now, make sure you finish returning that book as soon as you can. I’m a busy man who can’t have library debts hanging over him.”
[[Sigh|To the Courtyard]]
“Oh I am sorry my dear dear friend.” You bring your hands together in mock begging. “I didn’t mean to offend you.”
“No one likes a kiss ass, jonas” says sam. He purses his lips. “Actually, most people do, but I don’t” Sam takes your face in one hand and begins shaving your neck with the other. “I just wanted to remind you that i’m waiting on that book I sent you to return.” Surprisingly, even without shaving cream it’s the most comfortable shave you’ve ever had. “I really would prefer to know that it’s done. Nobody likes a sword of Slamjamacles over their head.” he finishes up with your beard. “That’s better, jonas. Now you just need to do something about the way you dress, your haircut, your smell, and your general demeanor.” He gives you a smile and sends you no your way.
[[To be fair, it's a damn nice shave|To the Courtyard]]
Following the trail of destruction gets easier as you go along. The black sludge beasties seem to be moving away from the giant monster. So as you get closer, you encounter less and less of the creatures.
Eventually you find your way through the chaos to the Galt street Square, just outside…
The Library.
It stands looming, the giant stone building. The source of your despair, the place you’d least like to go. This Prison for words and Temple for dullness. When you first saw it this morning, you knew it would be your undoing.
Perching atop the library, a figure of abject horror lurks. More massive than anything possible, the eldritch Creature towers above the city. You’d question how a creature of such stature hasn't crushed the Library under its weight, if you weren’t busy trying not to crap your pants.
Seeing the beast this closely empties your mind of any thought but fear. A fear older than mankind. A fear of the ever looming darkness of the deepest night. A shadow of frozen air indistinguishable from the numbness of death and the verging blankness of sleep.
Also, it’s plain old ugly.
[[Observe its ugliness|Examine Deep]]
[[Run!|Flee Deep]]
It’s face is a mess of tentacles and dark murky flesh. Below the writhing swaying suckers, a body covered in a rubbery scaley hide. It huddles in a squatting position resting its foreclaws on its knees. Gripping the roof of the library in prodigious hind claws it overshadows the city. A pair of long narrow wings sprout from it’s back.
The more you look at it, the less sense it makes. Why would it have a squid’s head but a body not suitable for the ocean. If it were amphibious why would it have wings at all? And surely those wings are vestigial, they are far too thin to support any creature that big.
Surely, it only lives through some trick of the light made manifest.
You’d find the creature’s absurdity amusing if it weren’t standing in front of you. Like an optical illusion you suddenly find in real life, the sight of this plainly impossible thing makes you nervous. It shouldn’t be, and yet it is. And it seeks to bring more of it’s kind to physical existence.
[[You're certain of that somehow|Library Courtyard01]]
You want to turn and run from this creature. Flee from it’s clear unnaturalness. But either through some strange mental manipulation of the creature, or you own clumsiness, the thought moves through your body in pieces. You spin your shoulders and your torso to flee, but your legs are still standing stock still. This sudden change in equilibrium causes you to tilt over, elbow out, and fall towards the ground. Just too late, your legs try to flee, kicking out behind you and bashing themselves against the cobblestones and you hit the ground in a heap.
You scramble to get up before the eldritch horror eats you. Then you notice that it hasn’t moved. The creature is paying you no mind. It’s hard to see where it’s looking, but it’s head is slightly inclined towards the clock tower.
You stand and grub the pain in your leg where a particularly poorly cut stone jabbed you.
[[Ow|Library Courtyard01]]
You stand just outside the Library. Around you the fall of civilization continues, but with less noise than the other places in the city. Obviously so close to the deep god is like the eye of the storm.
A pair of armor clad warriors batter a group of beasties in the Water Fountain.
An angry mob stands in front of the Clocktower, trying to get a clear shot with a pelting of cobblestones, debris, and the occasional flaming bottle at the Deep God. The projectiles bounce harmlessly off its hide and the bottles shatter but fail to catch any piece of flammable flesh.
Another group of people gather around something you can’t see just to the right of the library doors.
The Library is strangely untouched. The barred windows are unscathed and the door doesn’t seem to be either knocked in or knocked out.
What will happen to Jonas Mallory?
*Try not to cry!
*Be insignificant!
*Struggle even more!
*Meet the consiquences of your mistakes!
*Save the world and die trying
Play Jonas Mallory and The Bibliotek of DOOM!
Coming Soon!
You commited:
$OOCD count(unless: $OOCD is "1")[s] of Obstructing an Officer in the course of his duty
3 counts of Bank Fraud
2 counts of Assault
0 counts of Grand Theft Sacramental Weapon
4 counts of Destruction of Public Property
2 counts of Coercion
1 count of Racketeering
{(set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Rope"))
(set: $bystander2 to "Woman")
(set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Rope", "Panties", "Whiskey", "Coin shaped Rocks", "Shoe", "Fountain Pen", "Hammer", "Lipstick", "Chequebook", "Coupon", "Angry Letter"))
(set: $Winjump to true)}[[Ok. Here goes nothing.|Intro to Slick Street]]
{(set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Rope"))
(set: $bystander2 to "Woman")
(set: $Inventory to it + (array: "Rope", "Panties", "Whiskey", "Coin shaped Rocks", "Shoe", "Fountain Pen", "Hammer", "Lipstick", "Chequebook", "Coupon", "Angry Letter"))
(set: $Winjump to true)}[[Ok. Here goes nothing.|Intro to Sam]]