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Monkey Island "text adventure" game

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  • >Go West
    You are in a room with a three headed Monkey
    >Drink Grog
    You drink the grog.
    You are in a room with 2 6 headed Monkeys...

    So whats this thread about?

  • Lol, i was having a different idea but this one is good too :p

    > Drink Some More Grog

    The two 6 headed monkeys are dancing and swirling around. Out of terror, you quickly drink some more grog. Oh, no, the 3 nine-headed monkeys

  • You quickly run out of the cave, going down the jungle road, but soon stump on some rocks and branches on the ground and fall...

    After you've been unconscious, you wake up but realize that you are being held in a some kind of a room. There is unusual smell in the air that is a mixture of the fresh water and wind coming from the round window and a smell of gunpowder. Its dark in here, and the moon is unusually bright at this night. Where am I?

  • You see a Respect for Living Things here

  • > examine room

    There is an open round window to your left, and one noticeable exit with a trapdoor that goes up the wooden stairs in front of you. There is some rope at the floor, and a couple of crates. Out of moonlight, you could tell the inscription on one of them. It says - "Stan's Previously-Owned Rootbeers".

  • > Go window.

    You clamber out the window and onto a mysterious looking garden path. A building with an open round window is to the East.

    Your lantern has run out of oil. It is near pitch black in all directions, save the interior lights of building you just left. You hear the chattering of monkeys to the north, to the south there is a dim throbbing light.

  • >Drink Grog.

    You Drink the Grog, on the bar before you there is a copy of the Keelhauler. The Headline reads "Guybrush Threepwood, Mighty Pirate strikes again. You wish you could be as awesome as Guybrush.

    >Read Paper

    Are you Serious with that amount of Grog in you, your only choices are to pass out in a pool of your own gastric Juices or to go Wenching.

    >Go Wenching.

    You stand from the Barstool, Inspired by Threepwood's Piratey ways. You start to declare "I'm GOING WEN..." Then you pass out in a pool of your own Gastric Juices.

    When you wake up, you can hear the sounds of Rollercoasters and Monkeys.

  • > East

    You decide to go back and climb onto the small window and enter the room you've just left and search for some oil. While you were opening the crates, suddenly you hear a loud cranks and feel the moving under your feet. It wasn't long that you realized that this is actually the ship cargo hold. You could hear some voices and footsteps above.

  • @BobTGoldfish said: >Drink Grog.

    You Drink the Grog, on the bar before you there is a copy of the Keelhauler. The Headline reads "Guybrush Threepwood, Mighty Pirate strikes again. You wish you could be as awesome as Guybrush.

    >Read Paper

    Are you Serious with that amount of Grog in you, your only choices are to pass out in a pool of your own gastric Juices or to go Wenching.

    >Go Wenching.

    You stand from the Barstool, Inspired by Threepwood's Piratey ways. You start to declare "I'm GOING WEN..." Then you pass out in a pool of your own Gastric Juices.

    When you wake up, you can hear the sounds of Rollercoasters and Monkeys.


    > look around

    You have awoken within the confines of the garden path again. Apparently the bouncer at the tavern doesn't take kindly to lightweight swashbucklers. He's tossed your limp body into a muddy ditch, where you have crushed a flower patch underneath your hopelessly intoxicated mass.

    It is near pitch black in all directions, save the interior lights of building you just left. You hear the chattering of monkeys to the north, to the south there is a dim throbbing light.

    >head north

    "I can't see a thing out there! My lantern has dwindled to a low burn. Anything beyond that tavern over there would be, er, too dangerous even for this mighty pirate."

  • > inventory

    dwindling lantern
    rope
    sharp, broken twig
    bottomless mug of grog
    stick of Landlubber's Deodorant
    apple

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