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#1
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Somewhere nearby is Colossal Cave, where others have found fortunes in
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treasure and gold, though it is rumored that some who enter are never
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seen again.  Magic is said to work in the cave.  I will be your eyes
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and hands.  Direct me with natural English commands.  I should warn
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you that I look at all the letters of each word. Also you
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should enter "Northeast" as "NE" to distinguish it from "North".
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(Should you get stuck, type "HELP" or "?" for some general hints.)
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Good Luck!
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- - - -
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#2
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A little dwarf with a big knife blocks your way.
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#3
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A little dwarf just walked around a corner, saw you, threw a little
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axe at you which missed, cursed, and ran away.
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#4
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There is a threatening little dwarf in the room with you!
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#5
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One sharp nasty knife is thrown at you!
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#6
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None of them hit you!
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#7
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One of them gets you!
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#8
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A hollow voice says "Plugh".
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#9
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There is no way to go that direction.
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#10
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I am unsure how you are facing.  Use compass points or nearby objects.
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#11
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I don't know in from out here.  Use compass points or name something
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in the general direction you want to go.
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#12
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I don't know how to apply that word here.
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#13
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I don't understand that!
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#14
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I'm game.  Would you care to explain how?
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#15
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Sorry, but I am not allowed to give more detail.  I will repeat the
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long description of your location.
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#16
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It is now pitch dark.  If you proceed you will likely fall into a pit.
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#17
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If you prefer, simply type "W" rather than "West".
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#18
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Are you trying to catch the bird?
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#19
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The bird is frightened right now and you cannot catch it no matter
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what you try.  Perhaps you might try later.
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#20
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Are you trying to somehow deal with the snake?
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#21
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You can't kill the snake, or drive it away, or avoid it, or anything
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like that.  There is a way to get by, but you don't have the necessary
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resources right now.
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#22
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Do you really want to quit now?
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#23
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You fell into a pit and broke every bone in your body!
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#24
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You are already carrying it!
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#25
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You can't be serious!
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#26
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The bird was unafraid when you entered, but as you approach it becomes
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disturbed and you cannot catch it.
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#27
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You can catch the bird, but you cannot carry it.
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#28
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There is nothing here with a lock!
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#29
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You aren't carrying it!
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#30
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The little bird attacks the green snake, and in an astounding flurry
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drives the snake away.
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#31
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You have no keys!
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#32
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It has no lock.
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#33
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I don't know how to lock or unlock such a thing.
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#34
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It was already locked.
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#35
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The grate is now locked.
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#36
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The grate is now unlocked.
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#37
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It was already unlocked.
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#38
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You have no source of light.
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#39
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Your lamp is now on.
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#40
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Your lamp is now off.
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#41
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There is no way to get past the bear to unlock the chain, which is
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probably just as well.
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#42
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Nothing happens.
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#43
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Where?
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#44
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There is nothing here to attack.
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#45
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The little bird is now dead.  Its body disappears.
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#46
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Attacking the snake both doesn't work and is very dangerous.
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#47
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You killed a little dwarf.
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#48
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You attack a little dwarf, but he dodges out of the way.
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#49
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With what?  Your bare hands?
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#50
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Good try, but that is an old worn-out magic word.
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#51
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To move, try words like FOREST, BUILDING, DOWNSTREAM, IN, EAST, NORTH,
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UP, OR DOWN. Saying a place name may take you there, as may some
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magic words. You can say TAKE LAMP or DROP LAMP or PUT LAMP IN SACK.
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Some objects have side effects; for instance, the rod scares the bird.
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You can take or drop multiple objects by saying TAKE BOOK AND LAMP,
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etc. To list what you are currently holding, say INVENTORY, or just I.
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To reprint the detailed description of where you are, say LOOK
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or L. You can also LOOK IN or LOOK AT appropriate objects. Other
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useful commands are HEALTH, QUIT, SCORE, BRIEF, TERSE, UNBRIEF,
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UNTERSE, SAVE, and RESTORE. The latter two save or restore your
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current position. To get full credit for a treasure, you must have
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left it **safely** in the building. Some non-treasure items are best
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left near where you find them. There are clues for various problems
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lying about the cave: look and listen. If you seem to have found
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all the treasures, keep looking around a while, something else
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may happen to you (for a bonus!)
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(The word "give" doesn't exist, but you can say FEED BONE TO DOG or
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THROW BONE AT DOG. Also, you can use conveyances or animals(!)
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by TAKEing and DROPing them.)
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#52
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It misses!
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#53
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It gets you!
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#54
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Ok
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#55
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You can't unlock the keys.
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#56
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You have crawled around in some little holes and wound up back in the
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main passage.
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#57
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I don't know where the cave is, but hereabouts no stream can run on
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the surface for long.  I would try the stream.
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#58
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I need more detailed instructions to do that.
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#59
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I can only tell you what you see as you move about and manipulate
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things.  I cannot tell you where remote things are.
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#60
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I can't make any sense out of that.
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#61
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What?
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#62
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Are you trying to get into the cave?
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#63
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The grate is very solid and has a hardened steel lock.  You cannot
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enter without a key, and there are no keys nearby.  I would recommend
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looking elsewhere for the keys.
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#64
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The trees of the forest are large hardwood oak and maple, with an
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occasional grove of pine or spruce.  There is quite a bit of under-
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growth, largely birch and ash saplings plus nondescript bushes of
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various sorts.  This time of year visibility is quite restricted by
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all the leaves, but travel is quite easy if you detour around the
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spruce and berry bushes.
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#65
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		Welcome to ADVENTURE!
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	Original development by Willie Crowther.
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	Conversion to BDS  C by J. R. Jaeger
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	Unix standardization by Jerry D. Pohl.
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	Upgraded to version 6.6 by Robert R. Hall.
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		Would you like instructions?
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#66
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Digging without a shovel is quite impractical.  Even with a shovel
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progress is unlikely.
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#67
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Blasting requires dynamite.
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#68
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I'm as confused as you are.
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#69
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Mist is a white vapor, usually water, seen from time to time in
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caverns.  It can be found anywhere but is frequently a sign of a deep
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pit leading down to water.
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#70
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Your feet are now wet.
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#71
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I think I just lost my appetite.
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#72
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Thank you, it was delicious!
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#73
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You have taken a drink from the stream.  The water tastes strongly of
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minerals, but is not unpleasant.  It is extremely cold.
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#74
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The bottle is now empty.
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#75
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Rubbing the electric lamp is not particularly rewarding.  Anyway,
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nothing exciting happens.
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#76
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Peculiar.  Nothing unexpected happens.
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#77
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Your bottle is empty and the ground is wet.
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#78
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You can't pour that.
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#79
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Watch it!
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#80
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Which way?
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#81
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Oh dear, you seem to have gotten yourself killed.  I might be able to
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help you out, but I've never really done this before.  Do you want me
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to try to reincarnate you?
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#82
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All right.  But don't blame me if something goes wr......
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*                    --- POOF!! ---                    *
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You are engulfed in a cloud of orange smoke.  Coughing and gasping,
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you emerge from the smoke and find....
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#83
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You clumsy oaf, you've done it again!  I don't know how long I can
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keep this up.  Do you want me to try reincarnating you again?
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#84
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Okay, now where did I put my orange smoke?....  >POOF!<
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Everything disappears in a dense cloud of orange smoke.
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#85
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Now you've really done it!  I'm out of orange smoke!  You don't expect
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me to do a decent reincarnation without any orange smoke, do you?
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#86
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Okay, if you're so smart, do it yourself!  I'm leaving!
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#87
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#88
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#89
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#90
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>>> Messages 81 thru 90 are reserved for "Obituaries". <<<
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#91
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Sorry, but I no longer seem to remember how it was you got here.
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#92
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It's too heavy.  You'll have to drop something first.
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#93
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You can't go through a locked steel grate!
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#94
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I believe what you want is right here with you.
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#95
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You don't fit through a two-inch slit!
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#96
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I respectfully suggest you go across the bridge instead of jumping.
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#97
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There is no way across the fissure.
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#98
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You're not carrying anything.
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#99
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You are currently holding the following:
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#100
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It's not hungry (it's merely pining' for the fjords).  Besides, you
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have no bird seed.
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#101
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The snake has now devoured your bird.
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#102
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There's nothing here it wants to eat (except perhaps you).
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#103
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You fool, dwarves eat only coal!  Now you've made him *REALLY* mad!!
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#104
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Your cask is empty and the ground is soaked.
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#105
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You aren't carrying them!
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#106
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I don't need to, thank you.
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#107
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The ground is wet and the air is smelly.
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#108
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Your lamp is now on, but the glare from the walls is absolutely
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blinding.  If you proceed you are likely to fall into a pit.
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#109
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You haven't any matches.
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#110
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Don't be ridiculous!
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#111
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The door is extremely rusty and refuses to open.
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#112
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The plant indignantly shakes dry its leaves and asks, "Water?"
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#113
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The hinges are quite thoroughly rusted now and won't budge.
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#114
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The oil has freed up the hinges so that the door will now move,
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although it requires some effort.
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#115
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The plant has exceptionally deep roots and cannot be pulled free.
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#116
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The dwarves' knives vanish as they strike the walls of the cave.
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#117
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Something you're carrying won't fit through the tunnel with you.
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You'd best take inventory and drop something.
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#118
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You can't fit this five-foot clam through that little passage!
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#119
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You can't fit this five-foot oyster through that little passage!
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#120
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I advise you to put down the clam before opening it.  >Strain!<
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#121
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I advise you to put down the oyster before opening it.  >Wrench!<
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#122
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You don't have anything strong enough to open the clam.
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#123
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You don't have anything strong enough to open the oyster.
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#124
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A glistening pearl falls out of the clam and rolls away.  Goodness,
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this must really be an oyster.  (I never was very good at identifying
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bivalves.)  Whatever it is, it has now snapped shut again.
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#125
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The oyster creaks open, revealing nothing but oyster inside.  It
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promptly snaps shut again.
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#126
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You have crawled around in some little holes and found your way
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blocked by a recent cave-in.  You are now back in the main passage.
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#127
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There are faint rustling noises from the darkness behind you.
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#128
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Out from the shadows behind you pounces a bearded pirate!  "Har, har,"
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he chortles, "I'll just take all this booty and hide it away with me
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chest deep in the maze!"  He snatches your treasure and vanishes into
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the gloom.
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#129
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A sepulchral voice reverberating through the cave, says, "Cave closing
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soon.  All adventurers exit immediately through Main Office."
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#130
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A mysterious recorded voice groans into life and announces:
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   "This exit is closed.  Please leave via Main Office."
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#131
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It looks as though you're dead.  Well, seeing as how it's so close to
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closing time anyway, I think we'll just call it a day.
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#132
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The sepulchral voice intones, "The cave is now closed."  As the echoes
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fade, there is a blinding flash of light (and a small puff of orange
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smoke). . . .    As your eyes refocus, you look around and find...
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#133
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There is a loud explosion, and a twenty-foot hole appears in the far
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wall, burying the dwarves in the rubble.  You march through the hole
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and find yourself in the Main Office, where a cheering band of
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friendly elves carry the conquering adventurer off into the sunset.
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#134
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There is a loud explosion, and a twenty-foot hole appears in the far
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wall, burying the snakes in the rubble.  A river of molten lava pours
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in through the hole, destroying everything in its path, including you!
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#135
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There is a loud explosion, and you are suddenly splashed across the
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walls of the room.
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#136
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The resulting ruckus has awakened the dwarves.  There are now several
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threatening little dwarves in the room with you!  Most of them throw
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knives at you!  All of them get you!
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#137
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Oh, leave the poor unhappy bird alone.
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#138
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I dare say whatever you want is around here somewhere.
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#139
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I'm not sure what you mean by "Stop".  Use "Quit" if you want to give
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up.
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#140
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You can't get there from here.
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#141
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You are being followed by a very large, tame bear.
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#142
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-          *** THE HISTORY OF ADVENTURE (ABRIDGED) ***          -
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-                    ** By Ima Wimp **                          -
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ADVENTURE was originally developed by William Crowther, and later
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substantially rewritten and expanded by Don Woods at Stanford Univ.
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According to legend, Crowther's original version was modelled on an
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a real cavern, called Colossal Cave, which is a part of Kentucky's
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Mammoth Caverns.  That version of the game included the main maze
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and a portion of the third-level (Complex Junction - Bedquilt -
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Swiss Cheese rooms, etc.), but not much more.
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Don Woods and some others at Stanford later rewrote portions of
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the original program, and greatly expanded the cave.  That version
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of the game is recognizable by the maximum score of 350 points.
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Some major additions were done by David Long while at the University
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of Chicago, Graduate School of Business. Long's additions include the
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seaside entrance and all of the cave on the "far side" of Lost River
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(Rainbow Room - Crystal Palace - Blue Grotto, etc.).
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The castle problem was added in late 1984 by an anonymous writer.
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Thanks are owed to Roger Matus and David Feldman, both of U. of C.,
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for several suggestions, including the Rainbow Room, the telephone
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booth and the fearsome Wumpus. Most thanks (and apologies)
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go to Thomas Malory, Charles Dodgson, the Grimm Brothers, Dante,
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Homer, Frank Baum and especially Anon., the real authors of ADVENTURE.
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#143
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Do you indeed wish to quit now?
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#144
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There is nothing here with which to fill the vase.
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#145
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The sudden change in temperature has delicately shattered the vase.
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#146
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It is beyond your power to do that.
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#147
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I don't know how.
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#148
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It is too far up for you to reach.
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#149
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You killed a little dwarf.  The body vanishes in a cloud of greasy
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black smoke.
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#150
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The shell is very strong and is impervious to attack.
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#151
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What's the matter, can't you read?  Now you'd best start over.
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#152
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The axe bounces harmlessly off the dragon's thick scales.
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#153
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The dragon looks rather nasty.  You'd best not try to get by.
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#154
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The little bird attacks the green dragon, and in an astounding flurry
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gets burnt to a cinder.  The ashes blow away.
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#155
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On what?
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#156
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Okay, from now on I'll only describe a place in full the first time
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you come to it.  To get the full description, say "LOOK".
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#157
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Trolls are close relatives with the rocks and have skin as tough as
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that of a rhinoceros.  The troll fends off your blows effortlessly.
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#158
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The troll deftly catches the axe, examines it carefully, and tosses it
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back, declaring, "Good workmanship, but it's not valuable enough."
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#159
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The troll catches your treasure and scurries away out of sight.
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#160
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The troll refuses to let you cross.
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						|
#161
 | 
						|
There is no longer any way across the chasm.
 | 
						|
#162
 | 
						|
Just as you reach the other side, the bridge buckles beneath the
 | 
						|
weight of the bear, which was still following you around.  You
 | 
						|
scrabble desperately for support, but as the bridge collapses you
 | 
						|
stumble back and fall into the chasm.
 | 
						|
#163
 | 
						|
The bear lumbers toward the troll, who lets out a startled shriek and
 | 
						|
scurries away.  The bear soon gives up the pursuit and wanders back.
 | 
						|
#164
 | 
						|
The axe misses and lands near the bear where you can't get at it.
 | 
						|
#165
 | 
						|
With what?  Your bare hands?  Against *HIS* bear hands??
 | 
						|
#166
 | 
						|
The bear is confused; he only wants to be your friend.
 | 
						|
#167
 | 
						|
For crying out loud, the poor thing is already dead!
 | 
						|
#168
 | 
						|
The bear eagerly licks up the honeycomb, after which he seems to calm
 | 
						|
down considerably and even becomes rather friendly.
 | 
						|
#169
 | 
						|
The bear is still chained to the wall.
 | 
						|
#170
 | 
						|
The chain is still locked.
 | 
						|
#171
 | 
						|
The chain is now unlocked.
 | 
						|
#172
 | 
						|
The chain is now locked.
 | 
						|
#173
 | 
						|
There is nothing here to which the chain can be locked.
 | 
						|
#174
 | 
						|
There is nothing here to eat.
 | 
						|
#175
 | 
						|
Do you want the hint?
 | 
						|
#176
 | 
						|
Do you need help getting out of the maze?
 | 
						|
#177
 | 
						|
You can make the passages look less alike by dropping things.
 | 
						|
#178
 | 
						|
Are you trying to explore beyond the Plover Room?
 | 
						|
#179
 | 
						|
There is a way to explore that region without having to worry about
 | 
						|
falling into a pit.  None of the objects available is immediately
 | 
						|
useful in discovering the secret.
 | 
						|
#180
 | 
						|
Do you need help getting out of here?
 | 
						|
#181
 | 
						|
Don't go west.
 | 
						|
#182
 | 
						|
Gluttony is not one of the troll's vices.  Avarice, however, is.
 | 
						|
#183
 | 
						|
Your lamp is getting dim.  You'd best start wrapping this up, unless
 | 
						|
you can find some fresh batteries.  I seem to recall there's a vending
 | 
						|
machine in the maze.  Bring some coins with you.
 | 
						|
#184
 | 
						|
Your lamp has run out of power.
 | 
						|
#185
 | 
						|
There's not much point in wandering around out here, and you can't
 | 
						|
explore the cave without a lamp.  So let's just call it a day.
 | 
						|
#186
 | 
						|
There are faint rustling noises from the darkness behind you.  As you
 | 
						|
turn toward them, the beam of your lamp falls across a bearded pirate.
 | 
						|
He is carrying a large chest.  "Shiver me timbers!", he cries, "I've
 | 
						|
been spotted!  I'd best hie meself off to the maze to hide me chest!"
 | 
						|
With that, he vanishes into the gloom.
 | 
						|
#187
 | 
						|
Your lamp is getting dim.  You'd best replace those batteries.
 | 
						|
#188
 | 
						|
Your lamp is now shining with renewed strength.
 | 
						|
#189
 | 
						|
Your lamp is getting dim, and you haven't any more coins.  You'd
 | 
						|
best start wrapping this up.
 | 
						|
#190
 | 
						|
I'm afraid the magazine is written in dwarvish.
 | 
						|
#191
 | 
						|
"This is not the maze where the pirate leaves his treasure chest."
 | 
						|
#192
 | 
						|
Hmmm, this looks like a clue, which means it'll cost you 10 points to
 | 
						|
read it.  Should I go ahead and read it anyway?
 | 
						|
#193
 | 
						|
It says, "Not all black rods are magic wands. Some are useful for
 | 
						|
other cave construction purposes. There might be some around here."
 | 
						|
#194
 | 
						|
It says the same thing it did before.
 | 
						|
#195
 | 
						|
I'm afraid I don't understand.
 | 
						|
#196
 | 
						|
"Congratulations on bringing light into the dark-room!"
 | 
						|
#197
 | 
						|
You strike the mirror a resounding blow, whereupon it shatters into a
 | 
						|
myriad tiny fragments.
 | 
						|
#198
 | 
						|
You have taken the vase and hurled it delicately to the ground.
 | 
						|
#199
 | 
						|
You prod the nearest dwarf, who wakes up grumpily, takes one look at
 | 
						|
you, curses, and grabs for his axe.
 | 
						|
#200
 | 
						|
Is this acceptable?
 | 
						|
#201
 | 
						|
There's no point in suspending a demonstration game.
 | 
						|
#202
 | 
						|
You managed to climb about halfway up before losing your hold and
 | 
						|
sliding back.
 | 
						|
#203
 | 
						|
You were only a few yards from the top when you slipped and tumbled
 | 
						|
all the way back down.
 | 
						|
#204
 | 
						|
Ok, ok.  No need to be grabby.
 | 
						|
#205
 | 
						|
Pulling an angry bear around is a good way to get your arm ripped off.
 | 
						|
#206
 | 
						|
The sword is now very clean.
 | 
						|
#207
 | 
						|
The sword is now covered with oil.
 | 
						|
#208
 | 
						|
The handle is now too slippery to grasp.
 | 
						|
#209
 | 
						|
You have no scabbard!
 | 
						|
#210
 | 
						|
You are already wearing it!
 | 
						|
#211
 | 
						|
Do you want to extract the sword from the anvil?
 | 
						|
#212
 | 
						|
If you could convince me of your royal blood, you might get somewhere.
 | 
						|
#213
 | 
						|
Are you trying to go up the slide?
 | 
						|
#214
 | 
						|
Maybe you'd better look for another way into the cave.
 | 
						|
#215
 | 
						|
You grasp the sword's handle and pull, but the sword won't budge.
 | 
						|
Do you want to try yanking it out?
 | 
						|
#216
 | 
						|
A tiny elf runs straight at you, shouts "Phuce!", and
 | 
						|
disappears into the forest.
 | 
						|
#217
 | 
						|
You can't swim.  You'd best go by boat.
 | 
						|
#218
 | 
						|
The boat's oars were stolen by the dwarves to play bing-bong.
 | 
						|
(That's dwarvish ping-pong -- with rocks!).  You have no way
 | 
						|
to propel the boat.
 | 
						|
#219
 | 
						|
You are still in the boat.  It is too heavy to carry.
 | 
						|
#220
 | 
						|
You had better leave the boat first.
 | 
						|
#221
 | 
						|
You are now sitting in a small boat.
 | 
						|
#222
 | 
						|
You couldn't possibly cross this sea without a large ship.
 | 
						|
#223
 | 
						|
The cliff is unscalable.
 | 
						|
#224
 | 
						|
Your keys are all too large for the lock.
 | 
						|
#225
 | 
						|
The wall is too smooth to climb.
 | 
						|
#226
 | 
						|
The shelf is beyond your reach.
 | 
						|
#227
 | 
						|
You are already wearing them!
 | 
						|
#228
 | 
						|
You thought maybe these were peyote??  You feel a little dizzy,
 | 
						|
but nothing happens.
 | 
						|
#229
 | 
						|
You are growing taller, expanding like a telescope!  Just before
 | 
						|
your head strikes the top of the chamber, the mysterious process
 | 
						|
stops as suddenly as it began.
 | 
						|
#230
 | 
						|
You are closing up like an accordion....shrinking..shrinking.  You
 | 
						|
are now your normal size.
 | 
						|
#231
 | 
						|
You have smashed your bottle all over the ground.
 | 
						|
#232
 | 
						|
You are now too big to leave the way you came in.
 | 
						|
#233
 | 
						|
This is obviously an elfin entrance.  Unless you can squeeze
 | 
						|
yourself through a six-inch door, you'll have to find another
 | 
						|
way into the cave.
 | 
						|
#234
 | 
						|
The wrought-iron door is now locked.
 | 
						|
#235
 | 
						|
The tiny door is now locked.
 | 
						|
#236
 | 
						|
The wrought-iron door is now unlocked.
 | 
						|
#237
 | 
						|
The tiny door is now unlocked.
 | 
						|
#238
 | 
						|
You are blocked by the wrought-iron door.
 | 
						|
#239
 | 
						|
<$$<
 | 
						|
#240
 | 
						|
The Wumpus looks at the food with distaste.  He looks at *YOU* with
 | 
						|
relish!
 | 
						|
#241
 | 
						|
You have jerked the cloak free of the rocks.  However, in doing
 | 
						|
so you have caused a small rock slide, blocking the entrance
 | 
						|
and making an unholy din.
 | 
						|
#242
 | 
						|
The cloak is stuck tight under the rocks.  You'll probably have to
 | 
						|
yank it out.
 | 
						|
#243
 | 
						|
The Wumpus grabs the axe, stops and picks his teeth with it for a few
 | 
						|
moments while looking thoughtfully at you.  When he finishes picking
 | 
						|
his teeth, he eats the axe, belches, farts... and starts after
 | 
						|
you again!
 | 
						|
#244
 | 
						|
As the bridge disappears, the Wumpus scrambles frantically to reach
 | 
						|
your side of the fissure.  He misses by inches, and with a horrible
 | 
						|
shriek plunges to his death in the depths of the fissure!
 | 
						|
#245
 | 
						|
You can't even hit a sleeping Wumpus!  The axe is now lying too near
 | 
						|
the Wumpus for you to retrieve it.
 | 
						|
#246
 | 
						|
The Wumpus is between you and the axe.  You can't reach it.
 | 
						|
#247
 | 
						|
You can't fit through a six-inch door!
 | 
						|
#248
 | 
						|
The dog easily dodges the axe, which lands beyond him where you can't
 | 
						|
get at it.
 | 
						|
#249
 | 
						|
The dog woofs (natch) down the food and looks around hungrily for
 | 
						|
more.  However, he does not appear to be any better disposed towards
 | 
						|
your presence.
 | 
						|
#250
 | 
						|
You've got to be kidding!
 | 
						|
#251
 | 
						|
It's attached to the wall!
 | 
						|
#252
 | 
						|
You can't put a thing into itself!
 | 
						|
#253
 | 
						|
The gnome firmly blocks the door of the booth.  You can't enter.
 | 
						|
#254
 | 
						|
The constant ringing has awakened the dwarves!
 | 
						|
There are now several threatening little dwarves in the room with
 | 
						|
you!  Most of them throw knives at you!  All of them get you!
 | 
						|
#255
 | 
						|
The telephone is out of order.
 | 
						|
#256
 | 
						|
The telephone is out of order and your hand is sore.
 | 
						|
#257
 | 
						|
A couple of lead slugs drop from the coin box.  (Gnomes are
 | 
						|
notoriously cheap....)  But you've broken the phone beyond
 | 
						|
all hope.
 | 
						|
#258
 | 
						|
He wants treasure, not gab.
 | 
						|
#259
 | 
						|
He didn't say anything!
 | 
						|
#260
 | 
						|
It isn't a parrot.  He didn't say anything.
 | 
						|
#261
 | 
						|
No one replies.  The line goes dead with a faint "Click".
 | 
						|
#262
 | 
						|
I think you are a little confused!
 | 
						|
#263
 | 
						|
As you move towards the phone booth, a gnome suddenly streaks
 | 
						|
around the corner, jumps into the booth and rudely slams the door
 | 
						|
in your face.  You can't get in.
 | 
						|
#264
 | 
						|
He isn't hungry.
 | 
						|
#265
 | 
						|
As the blast of the horn reverberates through the chamber, the
 | 
						|
seemingly solid rock wall crumbles away, revealing another room just
 | 
						|
beyond.  The wall was most likely worn thin by an ancient watercourse
 | 
						|
which dried up just before completely wearing away the rock.
 | 
						|
#266
 | 
						|
The chamber reverberates to the blast of the horn.
 | 
						|
(Satchmo you ain't!)
 | 
						|
#267
 | 
						|
The bees swarm over the fresh flowers, leaving the hive unguarded
 | 
						|
and revealing a sweet honeycomb.
 | 
						|
#268
 | 
						|
You are now out of breath.
 | 
						|
#269
 | 
						|
It isn't ringing!
 | 
						|
#270
 | 
						|
A hairy paw reaches out of the darkness and....
 | 
						|
#271
 | 
						|
You don't have the correct change.
 | 
						|
#272
 | 
						|
You go a short way down the bright passage, but the light
 | 
						|
grows to blinding intensity.  You can't continue.
 | 
						|
#273
 | 
						|
You know, if you type "BRIEF", I won't have to keep repeating these
 | 
						|
long descriptions of each room.
 | 
						|
#274
 | 
						|
Are you trying to reach the natural bridge?
 | 
						|
#275
 | 
						|
You can't get to it by climbing the walls or jumping or anything
 | 
						|
like that.  You could always put in a telephone call to the local
 | 
						|
spelunking club for advice, if you could find a phone.
 | 
						|
#276
 | 
						|
You turkey!!!  Now you've done it!  It took some effort, but you
 | 
						|
woke up the Wumpus.  He slowly opens one red eye, and then another,
 | 
						|
and then one more (!!), and looks at you sleepily.  He had been
 | 
						|
dreaming of a late snack.  If you don't act quickly, you'll
 | 
						|
be a *late* adventurer!
 | 
						|
#277
 | 
						|
The blast of your horn echoes throughout hill and dale.
 | 
						|
#278
 | 
						|
All you have are watercress sandwiches.  The bear is less than
 | 
						|
interested.
 | 
						|
#279
 | 
						|
You have smashed your sword to smithereens against a rock.
 | 
						|
#280
 | 
						|
Setting yourself adrift in the boat with no way to propel it would
 | 
						|
not be very smart.  Best to keep the pole.
 | 
						|
#281
 | 
						|
You're already in it!
 | 
						|
#282
 | 
						|
You've hit the jackpot!!  Hundreds of coins and slugs cascade from
 | 
						|
the telephone's coin return slot and spill all over the floor of
 | 
						|
the booth.
 | 
						|
#283
 | 
						|
Whoops!  The floor has opened out from under you!  It seems you
 | 
						|
have fallen into a bottomless pit.  As a matter of fact, you're
 | 
						|
still falling!  Well, I have better things to do than wait around
 | 
						|
for you to strike bottom, so let's just assume you're dead.
 | 
						|
Sorry about that, Chief.
 | 
						|
#284
 | 
						|
The telephone in the booth has begun to ring.
 | 
						|
#285
 | 
						|
I don't understand what you are trying to do!
 | 
						|
#286
 | 
						|
How do you propose to cross the river?
 | 
						|
#287
 | 
						|
The air is filled with beautiful music.
 | 
						|
#288
 | 
						|
The air fills with beautiful music.  The dog gradually becomes
 | 
						|
less fierce, and after a short while he lies down by the side of
 | 
						|
the cavern and falls into a deep sleep.
 | 
						|
#289
 | 
						|
Are you trying to get past the dog?
 | 
						|
#290
 | 
						|
The only person I can remember who managed to get past the dog
 | 
						|
was that singer, ummm, what's his name... Eurydice's friend....
 | 
						|
#291
 | 
						|
That wouldn't be wise.  It is best to let sleeping dogs lie.
 | 
						|
#292
 | 
						|
The stream flows out of one very small crack and into another.
 | 
						|
You can't go that way.
 | 
						|
#293
 | 
						|
The river is too wide and deep to cross.
 | 
						|
#294
 | 
						|
The glare is absolutely blinding.  If you proceed you are likely
 | 
						|
to fall into a pit.
 | 
						|
#295
 | 
						|
The hum of the bees rises to an angry buzz as you move towards
 | 
						|
the hive.
 | 
						|
#296
 | 
						|
The sticks and branches are all in a tangle and are stuck in the
 | 
						|
mud.  You'd need a shovel to dig them out.
 | 
						|
#297
 | 
						|
You're already carrying them!
 | 
						|
#298
 | 
						|
The chalice is slightly cracked.  It won't hold any liquids.
 | 
						|
#299
 | 
						|
The cask is now empty.
 | 
						|
#300
 | 
						|
The wine goes right to your head.  You reel around in a drunken
 | 
						|
stupor and finally pass out.  You awaken with a splitting headache,
 | 
						|
and try to focus your eyes....
 | 
						|
#301
 | 
						|
Yeeeecchhh!!
 | 
						|
#302
 | 
						|
Your bottle is already full.
 | 
						|
#303
 | 
						|
The cask is already full.
 | 
						|
#304
 | 
						|
There is nothing here with which to fill the bottle.
 | 
						|
#305
 | 
						|
There is nothing here which you would want to put into the cask.
 | 
						|
#306
 | 
						|
Your bottle is now full of water.
 | 
						|
#307
 | 
						|
The cask is now full of water.
 | 
						|
#308
 | 
						|
Your bottle is now full of oil.
 | 
						|
#309
 | 
						|
The cask is now full of oil.
 | 
						|
#310
 | 
						|
The bottle is now full of wine.
 | 
						|
#311
 | 
						|
The cask is now full of wine.
 | 
						|
#312
 | 
						|
You have nothing in which to carry it.
 | 
						|
#313
 | 
						|
You can't fill that.
 | 
						|
#314
 | 
						|
Do you want it in the bottle or the cask?
 | 
						|
#315
 | 
						|
Your containers are both full.
 | 
						|
#316
 | 
						|
It's empty.
 | 
						|
#317
 | 
						|
Hmmm, I see you have already gone through an extra set of batteries.
 | 
						|
I'll get rid of the trash for you.
 | 
						|
#318
 | 
						|
The bridge shakes as you cross.  Large hunks of clay and rock near
 | 
						|
the edge break off and hurtle far down into the chasm.  Several of
 | 
						|
the cracks on the bridge surface widen perceptibly.
 | 
						|
#319
 | 
						|
The load is too much for the bridge!  With a roar, the entire
 | 
						|
structure gives way, plunging you headlong into the raging river at
 | 
						|
the bottom of the chasm and scattering all your holdings.  As the
 | 
						|
icy waters close over your head, you flail and thrash with all your
 | 
						|
might, and with your last ounce of strength pull yourself onto the
 | 
						|
south bank of the river.
 | 
						|
#320
 | 
						|
You can't get at him.  He is inside the phone booth.
 | 
						|
#321
 | 
						|
Your lamp is already on.
 | 
						|
#322
 | 
						|
Your lamp is already off.
 | 
						|
#323
 | 
						|
Your lamp is again growing dim.  You'd better get some more batteries.
 | 
						|
#324
 | 
						|
You know, you are wasting your batteries by wandering around out
 | 
						|
here with your light on.
 | 
						|
#325
 | 
						|
<Generic Adventure -- Version:7.0, July 1994>
 | 
						|
#326
 | 
						|
Dead wumpi, as a rule, are light eaters.  Nothing happens.
 | 
						|
#327
 | 
						|
How do expect to feed a sleeping Wumpus?
 | 
						|
#328
 | 
						|
You aren't holding it!
 | 
						|
#329
 | 
						|
It won't fit!
 | 
						|
#330
 | 
						|
The coin drops into the slot with a dull "clunk".  There is no
 | 
						|
dial tone.
 | 
						|
#331
 | 
						|
It's already there.
 | 
						|
#332
 | 
						|
Please read the supplied documentation files to find out where to
 | 
						|
send complaints, suggestions, and bug reports.
 | 
						|
#333
 | 
						|
The chest is now unlocked.
 | 
						|
#334
 | 
						|
The chest is now locked.
 | 
						|
#335
 | 
						|
You can't get at it.
 | 
						|
#336
 | 
						|
It's already open.
 | 
						|
#337
 | 
						|
It's locked.
 | 
						|
#338
 | 
						|
It's already closed.
 | 
						|
#339
 | 
						|
You can't fill that.  It would leak all over the place.
 | 
						|
#340
 | 
						|
It's not inside anything.
 | 
						|
#341
 | 
						|
It isn't there!
 | 
						|
#342
 | 
						|
How?
 | 
						|
#343
 | 
						|
Taken.
 | 
						|
#344
 | 
						|
Dropped.
 | 
						|
#345
 | 
						|
I don't think I can.
 | 
						|
#346
 | 
						|
Interesting.  How?
 | 
						|
#347
 | 
						|
Huh?
 | 
						|
#348
 | 
						|
You are in perfect health.
 | 
						|
#349
 | 
						|
You are fit as a fiddle.
 | 
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#350
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Only wizards can do that!
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#351
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Are you kidding?  Do you want to suffocate the poor thing?
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#352
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Thrown.
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#353
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Left.
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#354
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You can't get close enough for a clean thrust.
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#355
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As you move in for the kill, the dwarf neatly slips a knife
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between your ribs.
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#356
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As you approach, the dwarf slashes out with his knife!
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#357
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It's too dark to see anything!
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#358
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It's not open.
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#359
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There's nothing inside.
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#360
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It contains:
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#361
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The billboard reads:
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"Visit Beautiful Colossal Cave.  Open Year Around.  Fun for
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the entire family, or at least for those who survive."
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Below the headline is an impossibly complicated map showing how
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to find Colossal Cave.  Not that it matters, because all the
 | 
						|
directions are written in Elvish.
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#362
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Hidden behind the poster is a steel safe, embedded in the wall.
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#363
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Brushing the dust from one of the larger rocks reveals some carved
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characters.
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#364
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Enough dusting, already!  You're making me sneeze.
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#365
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The safe door smoothly swings open.
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#366
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Maybe if you rubbed your fingertips with sandpaper....
 | 
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#367
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The safe's door clicks shut.
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#368
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This is a combination safe.  The keys won't help.
 | 
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#369
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I certainly can't read in this light.
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#370
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The poster has a picture of a thin man with a long white beard.
 | 
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He is wearing a high pointed cap embroidered with strange symbols,
 | 
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and he is pointing a finger at you.  Below the picture are the words:
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"I want you!--To report all good ideas for extensions to this game
 | 
						|
to me without delay.  Remember: ask not what ADVENTURE can do to
 | 
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you; ask what you can do for ADVENTURE."
 | 
						|
-                       *  *  *                              -
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"A public service of the John Dillinger Died for You Society."
 | 
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#371
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"Click."
 | 
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#372
 | 
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In the rock is carved the message "7-22-34".
 | 
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#373
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You can't get at them.
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#374
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Ok, I'll give you the full description whenever you enter a room
 | 
						|
for the first time.
 | 
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#375
 | 
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You don't have the right key.
 | 
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#376
 | 
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That's not strong enough to open the clam.
 | 
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#377
 | 
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That's not strong enough to open the oyster.
 | 
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#378
 | 
						|
Game suspension is no longer permitted!
 | 
						|
#379
 | 
						|
** Unused **
 | 
						|
#380
 | 
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>>> Messages 381 thru 389 are reserved for "Diagnoses". <<<
 | 
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#381
 | 
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You are a bit off top form, but nothing to worry about.
 | 
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#382
 | 
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You are weaker than usual.  Better avoid fights.
 | 
						|
#383
 | 
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You really ought to take a break.  You're in tough shape.
 | 
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#384
 | 
						|
You are on the edge of collapse.  Lots of sun and fresh air will
 | 
						|
speed your recovery.
 | 
						|
#385
 | 
						|
Your strength is nearly gone.  Only a miracle can save you now.
 | 
						|
#386
 | 
						|
** Unused **
 | 
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#387
 | 
						|
** Unused **
 | 
						|
#388
 | 
						|
** Unused **
 | 
						|
#389
 | 
						|
** Unused **
 | 
						|
#390
 | 
						|
>>> Messages 391 thru 399 are reserved for Radium Poisoning. <<<
 | 
						|
#391
 | 
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Is it hot in here?  You are flushed and sweating.
 | 
						|
#392
 | 
						|
You are feeling definitely peculiar, weak....
 | 
						|
#393
 | 
						|
You're dizzy, nauseous.  You can barely stand.
 | 
						|
#394
 | 
						|
You are really ill.  If you don't find an antidote soon, it's
 | 
						|
curtains.
 | 
						|
#395
 | 
						|
You are a walking wound.  You are very weak.  You'd better find out
 | 
						|
what's wrong before it's too late.
 | 
						|
#396
 | 
						|
Sheeesh!  What a mess!  Your hair has fallen out and your skin is
 | 
						|
covered with blisters.  And not an aspirin in sight!
 | 
						|
#397
 | 
						|
Well, you tried, but your strength is gone.  The agony is finally
 | 
						|
over.
 | 
						|
#398
 | 
						|
** Unused **
 | 
						|
#399
 | 
						|
** Unused **
 | 
						|
#400
 | 
						|
You feel rather disembodied, as if you were suddenly somewhere
 | 
						|
else entirely.
 | 
						|
#401
 | 
						|
You sense that you are in a dark place. The only thing in sight
 | 
						|
appears to be a companion to the crystal ball which holds your
 | 
						|
gaze. It seems to be searching the gloom for something to
 | 
						|
show you, but all it can see is itself: a brilliant blue
 | 
						|
six-pointed star suspended in space.
 | 
						|
#402
 | 
						|
Your gaze withdraws from the crystal ball, and you are now back
 | 
						|
in your normal senses.
 | 
						|
#403
 | 
						|
A large, stately elf walks up the rise, says the word
 | 
						|
"Saint-Michel", and is instantly transported to the castle.
 | 
						|
#404
 | 
						|
Are you trying to get to the castle?
 | 
						|
#405
 | 
						|
It's easy to get there if you know how. The elves cross over
 | 
						|
from here so perhaps you might watch an elf to see how.
 | 
						|
Of course they are a bit shy, so keep a good way off while you
 | 
						|
watch.
 | 
						|
#406
 | 
						|
You get a tingling feeling as you walk through the gate, and ...
 | 
						|
#407
 | 
						|
Fiddling with the bird in its cage is not useful.
 | 
						|
If you had it in your hand it would make a mess.
 | 
						|
#408
 | 
						|
Would you like a map?
 |