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# Jhonka cave
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# + Type any command other than "yes" or "no" after the Jhonka asks if you stole the riches
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Just answer him, yes or no, you fool!
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# + look
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There's a little cave with a little door with a little note on it.
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# + look (kerrek dead, before riches)
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There's a disgusting little Jhonka hopping around outside a little cave.A fat pile of riches lies next to him.
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# + look (after kerrek dead, after take riches)
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There's a disgusting little Jhonka hopping around outside a little cave.
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# + look club/turkey leg (when he's outside)
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Turkey leg or no, it looks like the Jhonka's been gnawing on it.
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# + look cave
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Just a little cave. Calm down.
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# + look fence
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A standard peasant fence. Trogdor makes milk's meat outta these things.
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# + look jhonka (when he's outside)
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The Jhonka is gray and grody. He's got a cromagnon forehead and jaw with a pair of wicked incisors. He sports an old loin-cheese cloth and carries either a big club or one of those roasted turkey legs you got at the Ren Fest.
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# + read note (before killing Kerrek)
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+ It says "scared of kerrek. go way. -j"
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# + (walk in haystack)
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Hey, nice disguise! The Jhonka doesn't seem to notice you.
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# + steal riches
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Oh OH! A stiff breeze blew all the hay and, surprisingly, the mud off of you! "You take my riches?!" growls the Jhonka.
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# + no
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"Okay. Lemme know if you see riches anywhere," he grunts and goes back to his hopping. You smooth talker, you.
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# + ask about fire
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"Burninator make fire! Barbecue all peasants!"
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# + ask about Jhonka
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"The Kerrek is dead!" he cries and hops around some more. You wonder how someone this primitive could have made that much dough.
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# + ask about naked ned (or) robe
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"Filthy naked peasant! Stay away from my cave-hole!" Who's he calling naked? HE'S the one wearing the string bikini.
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# + ask about smell
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"Kerrek smell! Now Kerrek dead!" screeches the Jhonka. So you can infer from this that all smells are dead? You always sucked at the analytical questions.
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# + ask about trogdor
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"All hail Burninator! Trogdor Number One! Beat Peasant Tech!" says the grimy Jhonka.
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# + ask about (unknown)
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"Jhonka don't know nothing bout that!"
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# + yes (to the Jhonka when he asks you about his riches)
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'I KILL YOU!!' screams the Jhonka.
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# {The Jhonka clubs you to death} (Warning: Obviously, you will die.)
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Club or turkey leg, the jhonka sure just beat you senseless with whatever he was holding. You dead. Thanks for playing!
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# + open door
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It's locked. With one o' them SCHLAGE deadbolts, too. Those things are hard core.
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# + knock (while he's inside)
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A gravelly voice inside yells,
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'JUST US CHICKENS'
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# or
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'NO FOR RENT'
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# or
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'I GIVE LAST YEAR!'
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# or
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'GAVE AT OFFICE'
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# or:
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'GO WAY!'
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# + kill jhonka (outside)
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No way! Jhonka's are born scrappers. He may be little, but he'll crawl ya.
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# + get club (when he's out)
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Now there's a surefire way to get yourself killed.
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# + get note
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It's been magically sealed to the door with a wondrously whimsical spell.
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# + give riches (before jumping in hay)
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The Jhonka will see you! And rip out your jugular with his teeth or something equally horrible.
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# + talk jhonka (while inside the hay)
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Not now! You'll blow your cover!
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##########################
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# Your Burninated Cottage
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# + look
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The remains of your thatched-roof cottage lie before you. You swear revenge against Trogdor.
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# + look cottage
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All your baubles and trinkets, your flasks and scrolls, your goblets and staffs! BURNINATED!! (And then, if you haven't taken the map yet:) Looks like there's a piece of unburninated paper on the ground.
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# + look ground
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Hey, it's your old fireproof map to Peasantry.
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# + look paper
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Hey, it's your old fireproof map to Peasantry.
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# + get map (in right spot?)
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You tuck it nice-like into your short, short pants. Type MAP at nearly any time to check the map.
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# + get map (if you already have it)
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Yeah but like you already map the took, guy!
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###################
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# Pebble Lake West
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# + look
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There's definitely half a lake here with a sandy shore.
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# + look lake/water
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It extends onto the next screen and has a sandy shore.
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# + look sand (after pebbles)
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Remember those pebbles on the beach? Man, those were good times.
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# + look bush
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Don't worry about that bush. Yeah, there's red berries on it but never you mind.
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# + look berries
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Shut up.
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# + get pebbles
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You grab up a handful of fairly substantial pebbles. You make sure to get an even mix of sedentary, igneous, and, um, sureptitious rocks.
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# + throw baby
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Something tells you this is a good idea and you lob the little one into the lake.
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You won't be arrested after all! The little guy has resurfaced safely, carrying an old bottle of soda. You take the soda and stow your swaddling buddy for takeoff.
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# + swim
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Not in this game, Swimmer Dan! In this game, you drown.
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# + skip stones
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You've always been terrible at skipping stones. And you're even worse at just plain throwing rocks in lakes. You decide to save yourself the embarrassment.
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# + get berries
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NO MAN! JEEZ!
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# + get pebbles/rocks (from too far)
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You do your best Mr. Fantastic impression, but you can't reach from here.
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# + throw baby (before getting the baby)
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I think you misread the walkthrough on GameFAQs. You gotta get the baby first.
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# + throw baby (after getting the soda)
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Baby Dashing is a little waterlogged from the toss, and you read his soft gurgling to mean that there's no more soda left.
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# + throw baby/feed (at south side)
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Maybe try again from the center of the lake. Looks deeper there.
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# Pebble Lake East
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# + look / look lake
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Why it's half a lake.
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# + look (when the old man is fishing)
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Why it's half a lake.With a fisherman in it. And he's fishing!
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# + look man/guy/peasant/old guy/old man (while he is fishing)
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An older peasant sits silently in a boat with his line in the water.
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# + look sand
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One million three hundred thousand seventy-four hundred and sixty two... One million three hundred thousand seventy-four hundred and sixty three... Drat! You lost count again.
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# + look boat/dinghy (while he is fishing)
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Keep your eyes off my dinghy!
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# + look boat/dinghy (after he is gone)
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It was loaned out to the Fishing Challenge videogame.
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# + talk man (before throwing chicken feed in lake)
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You holler at the old man about Trogdor, but he just grumbles about the fish not biting. "Must be using the wrong bait..." he says, suggestively.
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# + throw chicken feed
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You toss the feed into the lake. You shed a tear for each one. "Goodbye, Monty" you sniff. "Bye Delga, Rasputin. Farewell, Combledon!" and so forth.
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Woah! That crotchety old man just caught a pantload of fish! "Now I can get back to running the inn," he says and rows to shore and hauls his boat out and cleans, guts, and filets all the fish and a buncha other stuff we didn't animate.
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# + throw feed (before getting the feed)
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You have nothing with which to do that...with.
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# + throw feed (after throwing the feed) (The repetition is probably just a goof.)
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You already fed the fish. Let's get moving here, people! You already fed the fish. Let's get moving here, people!
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# + throw baby/feed (at south side)
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Maybe try again from the center of the lake. Looks deeper there.
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# + throw (anything but the feed while he is fishing)
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'That isn't gonna work for bait!' the old man screams, at a needlessly harsh volume.
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# + throw (anything when fisherman gone)
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You already fed the fish. Let's get moving, here, people!
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# Outside Giant Inn
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# + look
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There's a giant Inn here. It takes up, like, the entire screen.
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# + look door
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Just a door. A door with a note on it.
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# + look inn
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Looks okay from out here. But do they have a free breakfast buffet?
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# + look sign
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If you can't read that sign, you need to quit playing this game.
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# + look window
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Check it out! There's an INN in there.
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# + read note (before feed in lake)
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It says, "Gone Fishin" just like that grog coozie your cousin got you.
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# + open door (after old man)
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You open the door and step inside the inn.
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# + open door (before old man)
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It's locked fast!
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# + knock (closed)
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No answer.
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# + knock (open)
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Just open it, man!
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# + get note
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What is it with you and notes?! No!!
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