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Thursday, April 13, 2006

DISADVENTURE!

Posted by Scott Eric Kaufman on 04/13/06 at 10:59 AM

[By popular demand, x-posted from Acephalous.]

Copyright (c) 1980, 1982, 1983, 2006 Sekocom, Inc.  All rights reserved.
DISADVENTURE! is a registered trademark of Sekocom, Inc.
Revision 23 / Serial number 8940726

West of Apartment Complex

You are standing in an open field west of a white apartment complex, with a boarded front door.  There is a small mailbox here.

> e

The door is locked.  There is evidently no key.

> take key

I don’t understand that.

> kick down door

I don’t understand that.

> w

You are in a dimly lit forest, with large trees all around.  One particularly large tree with some low branches stands here.

> climb tree

You are about ten feet above the ground nestled among some large branches.  The nearest branch above you is beyond your reach.  On the branch is a small birds nest.  The birds nest contains: A jewel-encrusted egg.

> take egg

Taken.

> throw egg

You must supply an indirect object.

> throw egg at grammar nazi

I don’t understand that.

> throw egg at tree

The jewel-encrusted egg falls to the ground.

> climb down

You are in a dimly lit forest, with large trees all around.  One particularly large tree with some low branches stands here.

> e

You are standing in an open field west of a white apartment complex, with a boarded front door.  There is a small mailbox here.

> s

You are behind the white house.  In one corner of the house there is a window which is slightly ajar.

> open window

With great effort, you open the window far enough to allow passage.

> climb in window

You are in the kitchen of the white house.  A table seems to have been used recently for the preparation of food.  A passage leads to the west, and a dark staircase can be seen leading upward.  To the east is a small window which is open. On the table is an elongated brown sack, smelling of hot peppers.  A clear glass bottle is here.  The glass bottle contains: A quantity of water.

> open sack

Opening the brown sack reveals:
A clove of garlic.
A lunch.

> eat lunch

Taken.  Thank you very much.  It really hits the spot.

> w

You are in the study of the apartment.  A desk has recently been used to write a dissertation.  A door leads to a closet.  To the east is a litter box which needs to be cleaned.  There is a day old brownie on the desk which smells of cat urine.  A book is open on the desk.

> read book

Read.  There is a book underneath it that concerns a related topic. 

> read book

Read.  There is a book underneath it that concerns a related topic.

> read book

Read.  There is a book underneath it that concerns a related topic.

> verbose

There are seventy four books on the desk about evolutionary theory.  A laptop is open on the desk. 

> look laptop

There seems to be a dissertation chapter on the laptop.

> read chapter

It is long-winded and boring.  You do not want to read it.

> read chapter

It is obnoxious.  You hate it. 

> read book

Read.  There is a book underneath it that concerns a related topic.

> read book

Read.  There is a book underneath it that concerns a related topic.

> work on dissertation

You spend two hours searching the OED for the usage history of the word devolve.

> work on dissertation

You spend three hours reading five articles which have nothing to do with the dissertation.

> work on dissertation

You spend twenty minutes online reading about baseball.

> tear out hair

Taken.  You find the Elvish sword.

> in my hair?

I don’t understand that.

> work on dissertation

You spend five minutes playing online poker.

> work on dissertation

You pick your nose.

> work on dissertation

You go to the kitchen and eat cheese.

> work on dissertation

The Mets are on.  It should be a good game.

> work on dissertation

You watch the first three innings of the Mets game.

> work on dissertation

The Mets are ahead by three runs in the fifth.

> WORK ON DISSERTATION

The Mets win.  You are in a study with a laptop.  It is dark out.  You are likely to be eaten by a grue.

> WHAT?

Nothing.

> WORK ON DISSERTATION

You research the history of Zork I: Great Underground Empire.

> WORK ON DISSERTATION

You write three sentences about S. W. Mitchell. 

> work on dissertation

You pick your nose.

> WORK ON DISSERTATION

YOU PICK YOUR NOSE.

> WORK ON DISSERTATION

YOU WRITE SOMETHING FOR YOUR BLOG.

> WORK ON DISSERTATION

YOU PICK YOUR NOSE WITH THE ELVISH SWORD.  BLOOD POURS FORTH FROM YOUR HEAD BECAUSE YOU ARE STUPID.

> STAUNCH BLEEDING

I don’t understand that.

> CALL 911

I don’t understand that.

> SAVE ME

I don’t understand that.

> ...

You are dead and are lucky.  You would not have gotten a job anyway.


Comments

This brings back fond memories of getting lost in underground caves.  W!  No, E! No, NE!

By Miriam on 04/13/06 at 04:44 PM | Permanent link to this comment

First Slate, now BoingBoing?  (But to Scott’s site, not here.)

By on 04/13/06 at 10:59 PM | Permanent link to this comment

Ah, Zork.  Though better on an Apple IIe, circa 1980 imho.

By Matt on 04/15/06 at 01:25 AM | Permanent link to this comment

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