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Post by Crystallis on Jul 25, 2010 13:16:42 GMT -5
>turn laptop on after making sure it either has power or plugged in >while waiting for it to turn on search pockets >examine any contents You determine that your laptop has power, and is, in fact, already on, so there is no need to turn it on. It was just closed before. You have no pockets to search, and therefore no contents to examine. >
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Post by Alyx on Jul 25, 2010 13:17:40 GMT -5
>frown >open laptop >take key and attempt to attach it to necklace chain for safe keeping
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Post by Crystallis on Jul 25, 2010 13:20:06 GMT -5
>frown >open laptop >take key and attempt to attach it to necklace chain for safe keeping You frown. Your laptop is already open. You push the screen back a little bit further so as to open it more. You then take the key and successfully attach it to your necklace chain for safe keeping. >
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Post by Alyx on Jul 25, 2010 13:21:12 GMT -5
>go back to closet >look in it again as I have forgotten what was in it
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Post by Crystallis on Jul 25, 2010 13:22:54 GMT -5
>go back to closet >look in it again as I have forgotten what was in it You go back to your closet and look in it again as you already forgot what was in it. There are three shelves, which have a sword, a shield, and a staff. There is also a note which reads: "Choose wisely. - QQ" Lastly, there is a backpack on a hook. >
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Post by Alyx on Jul 25, 2010 13:28:20 GMT -5
>pick up Staff >grab backpack >open backpack
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Post by Crystallis on Jul 25, 2010 13:29:50 GMT -5
>pick up Staff >grab backpack >open backpack You take the staff. The staff transforms into a toy staff. The handle is made of plastic and the head is in the shape of a star. It seems to be made of that stuff stress balls are made of. You then grab the backpack and open it. It is empty. >
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Post by Alyx on Jul 25, 2010 13:41:59 GMT -5
>put staff in backpack >return to laptop >search desk
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Post by Videospirit on Jul 25, 2010 14:16:05 GMT -5
> message new contact "What are you wearing?" > message new contact "Brb, I think I'm about to get killed." > Retrieve poster after scream > Locate kicked Head
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Post by Crystallis on Jul 26, 2010 0:01:10 GMT -5
>put staff in backpack >return to laptop >search desk You put your staff in your backpack. You then return to your laptop and search your desk. There is nothing of interest other than your laptop. > > message new contact "What are you wearing?" > message new contact "Brb, I think I'm about to get killed." > Retrieve poster after scream > Locate kicked Head You message ChivalrousCrustacean: "What are you wearing? Brb, I think I'm about to get killed." You place your trusty Hitch poster back in your teeth now that you do not need your mouth for screaming. You leave your laptop and scattered belongings and proceed through the tent flap to find the head you kicked. You enter a new tent. There is a group of four orcs sitting around a stew pot. One of them appears to be the cook, based on his chef's hat and ladle. Another one of them appears to be the leader as he is bigger and uglier than the other three. There are the skulls of humanoid creatures on the floor of the tent. You look around a bit more and locate the kicked head. It is in the stew pot. That may explain why the orcs look so angry. They are glaring at you, as if waiting for an explanation. > Your instant messenger pops up with a message from someone you have never heard of. BarbarousBowler What are you wearing? BarbarousBowler: Brb, I think I'm about to get killed. The first line is nothing new, but the second is rather unusual. You also note that BarbarousBowler is apparently one of your contacts. In fact, your entire contact list has been replaced. There are now only three contacts in two groups. This is quite unusual. Master: QuixoticQuester Players: AlienArbitrator, BarbarousBowler >
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Post by Videospirit on Jul 26, 2010 0:08:52 GMT -5
>Say "Don't worry, I'm a Chef! It's like a soup bone." >Return to previous tent >message ChivalrousCrustacean "Nevermind, false alarm." > Fill backpacks with former contents of chest
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Post by Crystallis on Jul 26, 2010 0:16:26 GMT -5
>Say "Don't worry, I'm a Chef! It's like a soup bone." >Return to previous tent >message ChivalrousCrustacean "Nevermind, false alarm." > Fill backpacks with former contents of chest You say, "Don't worry, I'm a Chef! It's like a soup bone!" The orcs look a bit puzzled by this and look at each other for a moment. You then return to the previous tent and tell CC: "Never mind, false alarm." You fill your backpack with the former contents of your chest to the best of your ability. The laptop fits fine, but the backpack is strained to its limits after you cram the sheets, torn pillow, and blanket in. You manage to zip it up enough of the way so that nothing spills out. You sling it on your back and turn back to continue on your adventure, and see the orcs from the other tent, now heavily armed. The leader has a maul, the two bodyguards have a morning star and a battle axe, and the chef has a ladle. The chef apparently knows enough about cooking, despite being an orc, to know that a severed head is not at all like a soup bone. They grin at you and the leader beckons for you to come forth. > More messages from your new contact. BarbarousBowler: Never mind, false alarm. >
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Post by Videospirit on Jul 26, 2010 0:36:01 GMT -5
>Say "So guys, we going off raiding or what? We can't just sit around in the tent all day. > look self
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Post by Alyx on Jul 26, 2010 7:53:47 GMT -5
>look at laptop and access it's functions >message back "I'm wearing overalls and my cowboy hat and a pink tutu. Yourself?"
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Post by Crystallis on Jul 26, 2010 12:25:46 GMT -5
>Say "So guys, we going off raiding or what? We can't just sit around in the tent all day. > look self You say, "So guys, we going off raiding or what? We can't just sit around in the tent all day." The orcs look at each other again and confer on this new puzzling statement. While they are talking, you look at yourself. You manage to use the chef's ladle as a reflective surface. You are tall and muscular. You recall being lanky, but apparently the magic sword changed that. You have blonde hair and blue eyes. You are wearing a red polo shirt, jean shorts, white socks, an overstuffed backpack, are wielding a big fucking sword. Your Hitch poster has fallen to the ground due to opening your mouth to speak. After you finish checking yourself out, the leader asks, "You help with raid? Very dangerous. You sure? We forget soup head if you help." > >look at laptop and access it's functions >message back "I'm wearing overalls and my cowboy hat and a pink tutu. Yourself?" You look at your laptop and access its functions. You are already accessing the instant messenger, and you reply to BB: "I'm wearing overalls and my cowboy hat and a pink tutu. Yourself?" You also access the web browser. It attempts to load your home page, but an odd error message is displayed. 404 error: Internet not found The Internet you requested was not found. Did you mean to type www.quixoticquester.com/welcome? You will automatically be redirected there in five seconds. Maybe you would like to look at: * Outside your room * Your poster A project of QuixoticQuester.After five seconds, you are redirected to www.quixoticquester.com/welcome. Greetings, Player. My apologies for tearing you from your mundane little existence. You have been placed into a very pleasant Game for my amusement, and perhaps yours, if you are so lucky. You and other players (there are only three of you at the moment, but I hope to find more) will be searching for a magical Pumpkin Pie placed somewhere in this spaceship. Yes, I have moved your rooms to a spaceship. Please keep up. I should warn you now, however, that as the ordinary limitations of the universe are rather meaningless to one of my power and intellect, that this is no ordinary spaceship. Always expect the unexpected and never drift into complacency. In any event, whoever finds this pie will win the game. The winner will be accorded one wish, although I warn you now that I reserve the right to reject any wish I find unsatisfactory. Depending on my mood, I may let you ask for a more satisfactory wish. Both of you also have the privilege of asking me three questions throughout the course of the game. I will answer each question truthfully. I reserve the right to refuse to answer a question if I find it unsatisfactory. This will not count against your number of questions. You may contact me through your instant messenger client. That's really all you need to know to get started. It would be far too boring if I told you everything. Have fun. And don't die. I do not enjoy cleaning up messes. QuixoticQuester> You hear a muffled sound from your backpack to inform you of a new message. >
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