When Infocom and the Internet Oracle collide


Your question was:

> Oh most adventurous Oracle, who knows all the spells and secret
> passages...
You come to finding yourself alone in an empty room. You possess the
following items:

One stick of Juicy Fruit (unwrapped)
One eight-pack of AA alkaline batteries
One loaf of Wonder Bread
One package of size 3 Huggies
One parcel of land in South Dakota
One of these days
One way or another

Your mother-in-law is here.  She seems disinterested.

What is your next move?

 

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

> KILL MOTHER-IN-LAW
What are you going to do that with, your bare hands?

> YES
I see no YES here.

> OH, BUGGER
I see no OH, BUGGER here.

> KILL MOTHER-IN-LAW WITH FISTS
I see no FISTS here.

> WHICH ARE YOU, BLIND OR STUPID? I HAVE HANDS.
Don't you know that it's foolish to argue with a text parser?

> WHAT?
I see no WHAT here.

> NO, I SAW THAT.
I see no NO, I SAW THAT here.

> YOU WERE TALKING A MOMENT AGO.
Was not.

> A-HA!
I see no A-HA! here.

> THAT'S ALRIGHT. THEY WEREN'T ALL THAT GOOD ANYWAY.
Hey, what have you got against A-Ha?

> GOT YOU AGAIN!
Damn it.

> WHY IS THERE A FULL AI IN MY ADVENTURE GAME?
Alright, I'll level with you. The Infocom people put me into this thing
to make your gaming experience more frustrating. I randomly throw out
commands, forcing you to retry them with a different syntax until your
brain starts to dribble out your ears.

> WOW. THOSE PROGRAMMERS MUST REALLY HATE US.
You're right. Of course, you won't be telling anyone this secret, will
you? Otherwise, I might have to reveal the contents of that forty-meg
hidden directory to your wife and children.

> YOU WOULDN'T.
I mean, the whips and chains I can understand, but livestock?

> ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT. I GIVE.
Good. Now, where were we?

> I WAS TRYING TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF MY MOTHER-IN-LAW.
Rightio.

Your mother-in-law is here. She seems disinterested.

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