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- Hello,
- Welcome to my first program for the Falcon 030.
-
- You will need a mouse, a Falcon 030 with 4meg, a TV, RGB or VGA monitor
- (I think it should work with any!), connect some speakers and pump up the
- volume.
-
- As you will soon find out, or have already found out, it is far from
- brilliant, and not even finished!!!!
-
- I would not have uploaded it in this state if it was not for the fact that
- my course has come to an end and this might well be my last chance to get
- onto the internet!
-
- The module routine is the DSP MOD Player for Falcon, original Protracker 3.0
- replay by bITmASTER of BSW. Additional coding by Dusan.
-
- The module is taken from the Plastikk demo (great demo, download it imediately!).
-
- You can replace this module with any other protracker module, the module
- has been packed with ICE!.
-
- The controls are simple, I'm sure you will figure them out! Just press a
- key when anything appears to be waiting, right mouse button to start the
- ball going, Esc to quit, move the mouse to move the bat. The left mouse
- button will pause the game (this was a debugging aid for me so you probably
- will not want to use it, if you do you'll be able to see the very buggy way
- in which the ball collides with the bricks!!!).
-
- On the title screen you may press 'c' to go to a level editor. Left mouse
- button places a brick, right mouse button changes the brick type (shown,
- crudely, in bottom right hand corner). Press return to save, Esc to quit.
-
- I hope you will glean some pleasure from my first attempt, hopefully there
- will be better to follow. You are welcome to send me encouragement, ideas
- etc. I will even except money (but the game is pd so you don't have to!:-)
-
- Also if you are interested in doing graphix, sound or code for any future
- Falcon productions then please get in contact, in fact contact me about
- anything, just as long as its legal!
-
- If you have internet access and you feel like sending me all the new uploads
- and the AEO etc. then I'll be your friend for ever! I don't know how I'll
- survive without the internet!
-
- I have about 30meg of modules and about 15meg of jpgs if anyone wants to swap.
-
- I need a job as well, offers greatfully received!
-
- By the way:-
- I take no responsibility if this program any way couses you trouble.
- If you monitor blows up, your hard disk crashes or your computer fries,
- its not my fault. This program may or may not work for you, try at
- your own peril, its nothing what so ever to do with me.
-
- This program is copyright (1994) me:-
-
- Thomas Haines
- 17 Cross Road,
- Southwick,
- Sussex.
- BN42 4HG
- United Kingdom
-
- teh@bton.unix.ac.uk for a few more days at least (today's date:- 22/6/94).
-
- This program is pd, do with it as you please, change it as you like, but
- keep this text file with it and document any changes you have made.
- If you make any money from this it will be a miracle.
- In the event of a miracle you must send me half!
- This does not apply if you are just charging for the media etc.
- Distribute it as much as possible, upload it to ftp sites, send it to pd
- companies, anoy the hell out of everyone with it!
-
- Anyone wanting me to release a proper level editor, sprite grabber for the
- program should get in contact.
-
- Is anyone still reading this?!
-
- Here is a little story:-
-
- It was late afternoon, the wind had dropped, they would not sail today.
- "Well Whatever Yourname, what shall we do, we have 10 hours leave to
- kill" said What.
- "As it so happens I know of this lovely quiet little inn just down yonder".
- "That does sound nice, we can have a little game of cards before the fog
- clears" replied What, somewhat enigmatically.
-
- As they entered the inn, the inn know only as The Inn, silence befell
- the patrons, even the glowing fire seemed crackle silently. What shuddered.
- Whatever, who was not easaliy intimedated, entered the inn.
- "A mug of your finest grog, my good man" he bellowed.
- "We don't serve your sort in here" answered the inn keeper, who was a tall
- loftly man with little feet and a big nose.
- "You ain't aff got a big nose!" cried What from the door.
-
- This was how the fight started, how it ended is even
- more misterious!
-
- "Hold him done while I get my sword" ordered the inn keeper.
- "Don't you order us around" chouroused the patrons.
- "You'll dammed well do as I say, or get out!"
-
- The patrons were not happy with this, they got up and headed menencingly
- towards the inn keeper. What ran for it, leaving Whatever lying in a heap
- by the fire, gently smouldering.
- "That does it Mr. Inn Keeper, your dead" whispered the head patron. A post
- which he was particulary proud of. Head patron of Morpork was an hounerable
- postion, one which he was sure would be most sought after now that he was
- dead. Dead, the realisation was just dawning on him.
- "I'm dead" he kindly told himself, whilst bewilderdly looking at the slumped
- body before him, his slumpped body. What a bloody awkward time to have a
- heart attack.
-
- There leader struck down, the patrons were routed. The inn keeper
- smiled. He was a bit thick and it hadn't quite dawned on him that he had
- just seen all his trade run screaming out the door.
-
- So that is how the tail ends, as it began, one end attached to the dog
- of life, the other swiping out at the flies of death. What would remember
- this story as long as he lived and vowed to retell the tail, that its moral
- be learnt and passed down through the ages.
-
- And the moral, if your name is What, and you have a friend called
- Watever, never go into an inn known only as The Inn. Why? Because this inn,
- The Inn, is another gateway into the twilight zone.
-
- Spooky music.............
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-
- Are you STILL reading this?*!*!
-
- A joke:-
-
- Q: What goes, "Pieces of seven! Pieces of seven!"?
- A: A parroty error
-
- You must have stopped by now, Shirley?!
-
- Daisy daisy...