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- MESSAGE 1
- What $NOUN$? Now where do you see any of that??
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-
- MESSAGE 2
- Sorry, but you must take things one at a time in this game.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 3
- What $OBJECT$? Now where do you see any of that??
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 4
- The carpet is woven of flaming, interwining, blue and red strands of wool,
- a perfect example of exquisite Squynchian tapestry. The carpet is ornately
- decorated, and a label is attached to its side.
- The carpet is presently rolled up.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 5
- How gross! I would rather not!
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 6
- The carpet is woven of flaming, interwining, blue and red strands of wool,
- a perfect example of exquisite Squynchian tapestry. The carpet is ornately
- decorated, and a label is attached to its side.
- The carpet is presently unrolled.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 7
- Two ogres appear in the doorway, eyes wild with hate."There he is!", roars
- B'gog."I get him first!" cries B'gig. They tear you apart limb by limb, as
- they quarrel over who gets which leg. B'gig rips a piece out of your throat,
- and spits it out with a grunt of contempt. "Ugh, human flesh!".
-
- Arrogantly, snouts high in the air, they turn away from you, as one of B'gog's
- heels crush your head out of existence.
-
- You have died.
-
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 9
- A shrill mechanical voice exclaims, "OOF!! <gasp> Please...only one at a
- time!" The door opens with a click, and the emblem turns green.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 10
- You find no good surface to put it on.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 11
- The staff now bolts the door.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 13
- Stuff's made out of tough stuff. After banging, beating, jostling, and
- stomping on it, you finally give it up as a bad idea.
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-
- MESSAGE 15
- It IS wrapped.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 16
- Wrap it with WHAT?
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 17
- As your fingers make contact with the coin, your entire body is immobilized.
- Your body stays this way until the coin slips out of your fingers.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 18
- It IS unwrapped already!
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 19
- Greedily, and with yelps of delight and glee, B'gig and B'gog both quibble
- over who gets first peek, and B'gog settles it by defiantly poking B'gig in
- the eye. Nevertheless, they both managed to hold onto the coin at the same
- time, thus paralizing themselves. After the coin slips out of their fingers,
- they both look at each other in bewilderment and bend down again in
- synchronised timing, only to paralize themselves once more. This ritual
- continues on and on. You'd better hurry up before they catch on.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 22
- The orcs eyeballs bulge out revoltingly, as he swipes it from your hand
- leaving over a trace of slime. "Thanks mac !" says the orc gruffly. He
- continues eyeing you horribly and still blocks the drawbridge. Nice try.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 23
- The ogres cease quarreling,just long enough to eye your outheld gift
- disinterestedly, and then resume.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 25
- The bottom of the boulder is slightly off the ground leaving some space for
- mists to seep out.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 26
- Now where do you see any of that?
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-
- MESSAGE 27
- Removing the doormat reveals a rusty key engulfed in the glop usually found
- under doormats.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 28
- There is nothing but dust there.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 29
- A slow quiet rumble slowly crescendos to an ear-splitting roar of an avalanche
- of tremendous boulders! You leap backwards convulsively and watch in awe as
- the boulder slowly rises up into the air. It rises higher and higher until it
- is but a speck in the sky. Unfortunately, you didn't know the directions to
- call it back.
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-
- MESSAGE 31
- The carpet, unwieldy at first, rises slowly into the air until it is but a
- speck in the sky.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 32
- Speaking to oneself is a sign of impending mental collapse.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 33
- Ramming your head violently against the boulder, has no noticeable effect.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 34
- Eyes shining and mouth slavoring you pick up the gold coin, and with
- dumbfounded disbelief you realize that you are unable to move! Paralized as
- you are, you stand with the same bewildered expression on your face, mouth
- agape, until the coin slips from your fingers and you stand upright again.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 35
- Extinguished.
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-
- MESSAGE 36
- It already IS extinguished!
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-
- MESSAGE 37
- The metal pipe becomes warmer.
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-
- MESSAGE 39
- You don't have anything to light it with.
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-
- MESSAGE 40
- It already IS lit.
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-
- MESSAGE 41
- You cannot relight the candle.
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-
- MESSAGE 42
- It was never lit.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 43
- You inhale deeply from the metal pipe, and appreciatively exhale a cloud of
- smoke through your nostrils.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 44
- As you pull out the block, an aged, and yellowed note flutters out and lands
- at your feet.
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-
- MESSAGE 45
- Taken.
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-
- MESSAGE 47
- How do you propose to do that?
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-
- MESSAGE 48
- The candle sputters twice, and extinguishes.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 49
- What pail?
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 50
- The ice starts sizzling, fizzling, and rapidly evaporating, as great billows
- of steamy vapor, billow out of the well. The ice melts away to reveal an old,
- discarded carpet of Squynchian ancestry.
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-
- MESSAGE 52
- The ice doesn't even crack.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 53
- Upon removing the carpet a trapdoor is revealed!.......How dull.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 54
- It's closed.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 55
- The orc's eyeballs widen, and his mouth hangs agape, as he watches your every
- move, slowly closing in on you.
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-
- MESSAGE 56
- The orc crouches low and pounces on you, grabbing away your gold. "Haw haw,"
- he guffaws, and walks away with his prize.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 57
- The ogres pause, just long enough to eye your gold disinerestedly, and resume
- their quarreling.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 58
- To WHO?!!?
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 59
- With wild, and frenzied yowls of greed, the orc charges after it and takes a
- wild leap into the moat. From the loud, splintering, crack of a smashing
- skull, and from the cease of air bubbles on the surface, you surmise he died.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 60
- Done.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 61
- The orc's hand suddenly shoots up into the air, catching your gold. "Pshaw,
- haw, haw, ha, haw!" he guffaws rather rudely in your face. The effect of his
- extremely foul breath leaves you feeling rather faint.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 62
- "Wow!", exclaims the orc incredously."What's a little sharin' between friends
- anyway, huh? Haw, haw, ha, haw!" His determenedness of guffawing in your face
- with his extremely foul breath, leaves you feeling rather faint.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 63
- With yelps of childishly glee, B'gig and B'gog, swipe out at the gold
- joyfully. They pound it down flat, and commence to play frisbee with it.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 64
- The orc draws itself up to its full height and bars your way, glowering at
- you fiercely. "You're not tryin' ta' be a smart alek, huh, punk?", he says
- softly, lacing his words with menace. "I hope not!", it roars, laying a grimy
- hand on you and shoving you.
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-
- MESSAGE 65
- It IS filled.
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-
- MESSAGE 66
- You try filling it but it just bobs along the surface and doesn't sink.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 67
- Fill it with WHAT?!!?
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-
- MESSAGE 68
- You're going to have to go deeper in, for that.
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-
- MESSAGE 69
- It IS in the pail already.
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-
- MESSAGE 71
- You are now sitting on an extremely comfortable bench. For Squynches though,
- not for humans, and your bottom is a sore enough proof to it.
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-
- MESSAGE 72
- You can't.
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-
- MESSAGE 73
- You get into the bed but can't sleep. You have a fine bout of thrashing
- around though.
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-
- MESSAGE 74
- You are on solid ground again.
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-
- MESSAGE 75
- You just slept, didn't you read the introduction?
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- MESSAGE 77
- It all empties out.
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-
- MESSAGE 78
- But there's no water in the pail!
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-
- MESSAGE 79
- The label reads:
-
- "To operate this carpet, just say rise..."
-
- The rest of the label is too worn to be legible. The only other words you
- can make out, is a `Tumble dry' notice at the bottom.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 80
- You unlock the lunchbox, and the lid flips open to reveal an old withered
- looking piece of meat which falls down at your feet.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 82
- You don't have the key.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 83
- It IS unlocked.
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-
- MESSAGE 84
- The lunchbox is now locked.
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-
- MESSAGE 85
- It IS locked.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 86
- How absolutely amusing....
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-
- MESSAGE 87
- A shrill mechanical voice exclaims,
- " Haven't you read the plaque? `The heavy or the wide.'"
- " Must I spell it out for you?!"
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 88
- A shrill mechanical voice shouts, " H.....E.....A....V....Y....!"
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 89
- There is an old, rotting trapdoor at the bottom of the well. It is currently
- closed.
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-
- MESSAGE 90
- The old, wooden pail looks like it went through a lot of wear.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 94
- A hairy arm reaches out and grabs you by the scruff of your neck, and lifts
- you off the ground with a grunt. B'gig pats you (rather harshly) on your
- bottom and sets you merrily off on your way.
-
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 96
- Whew! What a terrible arm! You throw it a few meager paces.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 97
- It's closed.
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-
- MESSAGE 98
- It's bolted.
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-
- MESSAGE 101
- It is now closed.
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-
- MESSAGE 102
- It IS closed.
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- MESSAGE 103
- It IS open.
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-
- MESSAGE 104
- The staff now bolts the door.
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-
- MESSAGE 105
- It IS bolted.
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-
- MESSAGE 106
- A task quite impossible if the gates are open!
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-
- MESSAGE 107
- You have nothing to bolt it with.
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-
- MESSAGE 108
- It is now unbolted.
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- MESSAGE 109
- It isn't bolted.
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-
- MESSAGE 110
- You cut a square into the glass case.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 111
- You haven't got the proper utensils.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 112
- Suddenly, as you reach for the Ruby, the gates of the cage fly open, and the
- beast charges out, hungry, and snarling, salivitating at the sight of you.
- I'd do something quick if I were you.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 113
- The beast slinks toward you, eyes gleaming with hunger. It pounces on you
- with surprising agility, and chews on your head, slavoring greedily all the
- while, jaws dripping slime. Unable to resist the rest of you, it swallows you
- whole, smacking its lips appreciatively.
-
- You have died.
-
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 114
- Impossible, the glass completely covers it!
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-
- MESSAGE 115
- Greedily, the beast pounces on it, swallowing it in a single gulp. Suddenly,
- the beast starts gagging, and as his face purples, he goes up in a cloud of
- acrid smoke.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 116
- Why not? Gratefully, the beast sinks his teeth into your arm, and rips it off
- your body. Unable to resist the rest of you, it swallows you whole, smacking
- its lips appreciatively.
-
- You have died.
-
- END_MESSAGE
-
- As you place the Ruby in the crown, a resounding clap of thunder booms
- throughout the forestland, and dazzling bolts of lightning pierce the night's
- sky.
-
- MESSAGE 118
- As you place the Ruby in the crown, a resounding clap of thunder booms
- throughout the forestland, and dazzling bolts of lightning pierce the night's
- sky.
-
- The ogres, suddenly awoken from their stupor, sound the alarms all over
- the encampments, and both start hammering at the gates. Fortunately, there is
- a staff bolting the door, oblivious to the ogre's frenzied battering.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 119
- As you place the Ruby in the crown, a resounding clap of thunder booms
- throughout the forestland, and dazzling bolts of lightning pierce the night's
- sky.
-
- The ogres, suddenly awoken from their stupor, sound alarms all over the
- encampment, and make a rush at the door.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 120
- You don't have the crown.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 121
- You are overcome with a certain tingling feeling, which soon passes over.
- Unable to rid yourself of a sense of foreboding, you hastily remove it.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 122
- In WHAT!??
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-
- MESSAGE 123
- It IS unrolled.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 124
- It IS rolled.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 125
- As you pronounce the command, you detect a slight movement under the boulder.
- As you bend down to have a closer look, the carpet flails and flounders about,
- tipping the boulder precariously, and disappears up into the sky. The
- boulder, let us say, unfortunately for you, rolls out of place on top of you,
- flattening you to death. An ogre made a small fortune, selling you as a
- one-of-a-kind placemat.
-
- You have died.
-
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 128
-
- "How can a little swimming hurt?", you think to yourself. In a matter of
- seconds, you find out exactly how it can, when a rather large alligator comes
- toward you to greet you.
-
- You have died.
-
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 129
- The iron gates fling open, as an earth shattering "KABOOOM!" rattles the
- entire cave. A blinding beam of bright purple light slowly modulating to
- blue-white light, burst out of the Ruby through the entrance. Thousands of
- creatures of every imagineable form conceivable, tries to force their way in,
- howling with rage. Roars and ear splitting yowls, screeches of anguish and
- dismay fills the air, as the powerful beam of Franklore surround and engulf
- the multitudes of creatures.
-
- Slowly, the creatures start shrinking, amidst all the cries and yells of woe,
- as the beam of light starts to rise upward and diminish into the Ruby's depth,
- carrying with it the writhing mass of miniature creatures. All was silent
- as you feel blackness wash over you, and your knees buckle beneath you.
-
- You collapse.
-
- You wake up blearily, only to find yourself in the royal Crownroom. Squeeb
- bounces in and cheerfully begins ejaculating, "Good show! Good show! I can't
- begin to thank you for your service to the land of Squynchia, although the
- price was great. Well, I trust you'll have a good morning....." He hesitates
- and then adds, "..Your Highness". Patting his head in undisguised glee, and
- chuckling merrily, he bounces out the room.
-
- With growing alarm and suspicion, you slowly lower your head to observe your
- present state, and quickly snap it back up with a start. The inevitable has
- happened, as you knew it must when putting on the crown....................
-
- You have been Squynched.
-
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 137
- Such illiteracy can be harmful.
-
- The orc lifts you by your belt with his forefinger, his face slowly reddening.
- "Who're ya' tryin' ta give me to, huh, squirt?!," he asks conversationaly.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 139
- Mercy! Mayhap thinketh thee tis' Arabian Knights thou art in? Gooaan!
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 140
- Dropped.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 142
- The coin is neatly wrapped in a crumpled candy wrapper.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 143
- The glass case is completely sealed from all four sides.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 144
- An orc followed you in, carefully scrutinizing your load. Upon sighting the
- gold, his eyeballs bulge out revoltingly and he slowly closes in on you.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 145
- Huh?!!!!
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 146
- There is a snarling, ferocious looking beast in the cage, eyeing you hungrily.
- Thank God he's in a cage.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 147
- Besides the fact, that there isn't any way in, I wouldn't go in there for any
- money.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 148
- As you pull the trigger, you hear a loud click, and a sign reading "POW!",
- emerges, unrolls, rolls back up, and zips back into the ancient revolver.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 149
- Opened.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 150
- Closed.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 151
- The iron gates stand at the mouth of the cave.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 152
- The gates are currently closed and bolted with a staff through the rings.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 153
- The gates are currently closed.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 154
- The iron gates stand at the mouth of the cave. Two iron rings protrude from
- the center of each gate. The gates are currently open.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 155
- The tall, thin crown is made of pure diamond. It is set with a beautiful,
- dazzling ruby, showering bright red light over it.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 156
- The tall, thin crown is made of pure diamond. A gaping hole adorns the very
- center of the crown.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 157
- The old, wooden pail is filled to the brim with murky water, which trickles
- out of the numerous cracks on it. A block rests at the bottom of the pail.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 158
- There is an old, rotting trapdoor at the bottom of the well, which is
- currently open.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 159
- You wrap it neatly with the crumpled candy wrapper.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 163
- The small lunchbox looks the same as any other lunchbox you've seen, with
- a keyhole located under the lid. The lunchbox is currently open.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 164
- The small lunchbox looks the same as any other lunchbox you've seen, with
- a keyhole located under the lid. The lunchbox is currently closed.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 165
- It's locked.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 168
- The candle is extinguished.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 169
- The candle is lit.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 174
- You try to chew it but its leather-like texture makes it much like trying to
- chew on a boot. Swallowing it whole, you start gagging, and rapidly
- suffocating as you fall to the ground with a thud. With a final twitch, you
- expire.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 176
- The royal emblem of Squynchian Lords is imprinted atop the door. It is
- glowing a radiant green.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 177
- The royal emblem of Squynchian Lords is imprinted atop the door. It is
- glowing a radiant red.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 178
- Sure! No sweat! Why didn't I think of that one?
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 179
- The vase smashes into smithereens, revealing a sales tag.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 181
- Yaaaaaaouuuuuwwwwwwrggghhhh!!!!! Now then, do you feel better?
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 182
- It's closed. The emblem atop the door flashes red in warning.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 183
- Fine. The $NOUN$ now rests on the scale.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 184
- There is a block in the pail.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 185
- The block is in the pail!
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 186
- The block is very slippery, and drops back in with a splash.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 187
- The bars are made of a sturdy steel, enclosing a ferocious looking beast
- within.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 188
- The bars are made of a sturdy steel, which are currently open.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 189
- There isn't anything really in the cage, save for some bones. The gates of
- the cage are open.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 190
- You don't have the strength. Especially in the height of your exhaustion.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 191
- You can't seem to make it budge. Perhaps it's jammed.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 192
- Hitting a boulder?! How absolutely ridiculous! Ha!
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 194
- The clothpin is now firmly pinned to your nose, successfully obstructing your
- nasal passage, entirely obliterating your sense of smell.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 195
- It IS pinned to your nose.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 196
- You look so absolutely ridiculous, that you hastily snatch it off, stealing
- embarassed glances from side to side.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 197
- The ghastly, lurid smell becomes so abhorently unbearable, that you slowly
- begin suffocating from holding your breath so long. You rush out of the room
- gasping for fresh air.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 198
- You open the vial, expectant, hopeful, only to notice it's empty. EMPTY! HA!
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 199
- What $NOUN$? You don't have that.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 200
- The spraycan emits a shot of such a repugnant odor, that the smell worsens a
- tenfold. You rush out of the frightful smell, as you hear the hermit sniffing
- the air delicately, remarking about the pleasant change of atmosphere.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 201
- The spraycan emits a shot of such a repulsive odor, that you wrinkle your nose
- in disgust.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 203
- The shiny vial is currently open. Some lettering is inscribed on the vial.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 204
- The shiny vial is currently closed. Some lettering is inscribed on the vial.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 208
- Such illiteracy may be harmful.
-
- The orc lifts you by your belt with his forefinger, his face slowly reddening.
- " Who're ya tryin' ta show me to, huh, squirt?" he asks menacingly.
-
- His two huge hands grab you by your shoulders, spin you around, and sends
- you stumbling forward with a powerful shove.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 210
- The pipe is now lit and it warms up a bit.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 211
- The massive drawbridge is currently down.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 212
- Kicking it results in nothing but a sore toe.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 213
- There is a small piece of paper laying at the bottom of the vase, unable to be
- reached due to the small opening.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 214
- It's open.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 217
- Towards which direction do you wish to exit?
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 218
- You look so absolutely ridiculous, standing there with your hand poised on
- your nose, that you hastily snatch it off, stealing embarassed glances from
- side to side.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 219
- Screwed up again, did you?
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 222
- Yes, there is definitely something inside.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 223
- No doubt you'd be asking for bread crumbs soon, in order to bake it as well.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 225
- The orc, with frightening force, missiles in at your hand, catching the gold
- mid-air. Incredously, he grunts, "Haven't done stunts like that in ages!"
- Head thrown back in uncontrollable guffawing, he leaves the room.
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 226
- There is a bar of gold here, embedded in the center of an X. Now what's a bar
- of gold doin' in middle of an X, in a Pirate's cove?
- END_MESSAGE
-
- MESSAGE 227
- A Squynchian maid comes bounceswinging in, humming a mincing little tune.
- Upon seeing you, she draws herself up to a stop, waits a second while groping
- for words. "Well! Gave me quite a fright you did!", she admonishes sternly.
-
- "In any case, to use the clothpin just say >PIN <object> WITH CLOTHPIN.
- Giving you a knowing wink, she retreats back out the door, adjusting her
- apron.
- END_MESSAGE
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- MESSAGE 229
- It already IS on the clothline.
- END_MESSAGE
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- MESSAGE 230
- You can't pin that.
- END_MESSAGE
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- MESSAGE 231
- You climb up the tree.
- END_MESSAGE
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- MESSAGE 240
- There is a clothpin attached to the clothline.
- END_MESSAGE
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- MESSAGE 241
- It IS unpinned.
- END_MESSAGE
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- MESSAGE 242
- You can't unpin that!
- END_MESSAGE
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- MESSAGE 243
- The clothpin just barely keeps out the lurid odor, as you bend down and snatch
- the vial from the ground. The hermit haughtily declares how silly you look,
- as if there were some bad smell around here.
- END_MESSAGE
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