Ted (merovingian) wrote,
Ted
merovingian

Logic Puzzle! (with the awesome adoor)

Sometimes we play puzzles for the pleasure of solving them, and sometimes we just want the answers. I'm more like the latter, and I'm totally stuck in playing "Clockwork Deinonychus."

You are in a maze of twisty vanilla vodka bottles all alike!
It is very quiet. You are likely to be eaten by a My Little Pony!

> write smut

You are in a maze of twisty vanilla vodka bottles all alike!
There is a sheep here.

> get sheep

Your inventory is full.

> inventory

You check your pockets. You are carrying:
sarcasm
dinosaurs
abstract reality
Robert Anton Wilson
magnetic poetry
yes

> open dinosaurs

You open dinosaurs.

> put all in dinosaurs

You put sarcasm, abstract reality, Robert Anton Wilson, magnetic
poetry, and yes in dinosaurs.

> get sheep

You pick up the sheep. Behind it, you see Seattle.
The sheep licks your ear.

> is that a very big sheep or a very small seattle?

I don't understand the question.

> look

You are in a maze of twisty vanilla vodka bottles all alike! Exits
are north, southeast, and Seattle.

> southeast

You are in a luminous bacon cave, filled with fog. There is a path,
running from northwest to east.
Heather Alexander is here.

> look heather

Heather Alexander is holding a scarab. She looks easily amused.
The sheep chews your sleeve.

> offer sheep to heather

Heather Alexander drops the scarab, taking the sheep. She laughs.
The sheep looks cynically optimistic.

> get scarab

You pick up the scarab.
There is some kind of strange stuff on its belly.

> examine scarab

The scarab is covered with unique tattoos. Some of them appear to be $10 words.

> inscribe "oneiromancy" on scarab

As you inscribe the scarab (kinky stuff, Adventurer!), the fog clears,
revealing mysterious art adorning the bacon-cave walls.
There is a herd of velociraptors in the distance, east.
The scarab expires.

> poor scarab

Poor everything really.

> northwest

You are in a maze of twisty vanilla vodka bottles all alike! Exits
are north, southeast, and Seattle.
There is a herd of velociraptors in the distance, southeast.

> seattle

You are in Seattle!
You meet a science fiction-loving polyamorous airplane engineer.
There is a whimsical lifestyle here.

> sell $10 word

To whom do you want to sell that?

> sell $10 word to fiction-loving polyamorous airplane engineer

You sell a $10 word to the airplane engineer for $9.50. This is
Seattle, after all.

> lucid dream

You are already lucid dreaming.
Go meta? [ y / n ]

> no
> wait, i mean yes

You wait. The moon begins to rise.
You are already lucid dreaming.
Go meta? [ y / n ]

> yes

You are now lucid dreaming lucid dreaming.
You are in Seattle!
The science fiction-loving polyamorous airplane engineer is beginning
to look distinctly hairy.
There is a whimsical lifestyle here.

> is this meta or double-meta right now?

I don't understand the question.
Reality hack? [ y / n ]

> take whimsical lifestyle
> yes

You take the whimsical lifestyle. It eats your $9.50 using magic, and
also guerrilla ontology. Don't ask.
The moon has risen. The science fiction-loving polyamorous airplane
engineer turns in to a lycanthrope!

> boycott lj

Silliness ensues!

> bi-waffle

Oh no! Your bi-waffle is not gluten-free! You have died of wheat allergy.
Cats eat your corpse.

> wake up?

You wake up.
Wake up? [ y / n ]

> yes

You wake up.

> score

Slut!

I couldn't find the answers online, because the game itself doesn't exist. Can anyone help? elynne, perhaps? (Because you're very winning at puzzles.)
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