| Sample Transcript from Ballyhoo, typed in by Tom Schaefer | |
| Comments in {} are mine, sentences in [] and () are in the original. | |
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| This transcript is not from "Ballyhoo", but it does show most of the usual | |
| things you can do in the story. It contains several simple puzzles and their | |
| solutions, and it will give you a good idea of how Infocom's interactive | |
| fiction works. The player's commands appear in capital letters after each | |
| prompt (>). The map represents the terrain in the sample transcript as you | |
| might have drawn it. | |
| {Map of 5 rooms that can be reconstructed from the transcript} | |
| Every summer the circus comes to town; and every year, you and all your | |
| neighbors line the streets to watch the animals parade from the railroad | |
| station to the big field on the hill. Many of the performers in the circus | |
| also line the streets - acrobats, magicians, musicians, jugglers, and clowns - | |
| to entertain the crowds before the parade. Usually, the sideshows are better | |
| than the main event. | |
| By the Grinder | |
| You're awaiting the parade of the circus here on sunny Park Street, which | |
| runs north and south. A thick hedge to the east runs parallel to the street. | |
| People line the street as far as you can see in both directions. North of | |
| here you can see strange objects being tossed into the air sporadically; | |
| south of here you can hear "oohs" and "aahs" of a tighter crowd. | |
| In front of you is an unshaven organ-grinder, looking hot, bored, and weary. | |
| Strapped to him is a hand organ, a black-and-yellow box with a crank. On top | |
| of the organ is a little gray monkey, dressed in a red-and-gold vest and | |
| wearing a fez. | |
| >PET THE MONKEY | |
| The monkey jumps onto the organ-grinder's head, out of your reach. | |
| >MONKEY, DANCE | |
| The monkey yawns and ignores you. | |
| >TURN THE CRANK | |
| The organ-grinder steps back away from you. "No performance without a ticket," | |
| he grumbles. | |
| >INVENTORY | |
| You are carrying a circus ticket. | |
| >EXAMINE TICKET | |
| You see nothing interesting about the ticket. | |
| >GO NORTH | |
| By the Juggler | |
| You're still awaiting the parade of the circus here on Park Street, which | |
| continues north and south. A thick hedge to the east runs parallel to Park | |
| Street. | |
| In front of you is a young, dark-haired man juggling a broken plate, a | |
| lacrosse ball, a cracked candlepin, and a chopstick. | |
| >APPLAUD | |
| The juggler bows, dropping everything. The candlepin lands squarely on your | |
| foot. | |
| >PICK UP THE CANDLEPIN THEN GIVE IT TO THE JUGGLER | |
| candlepin: Taken. | |
| candlepin: "Thanks," says the embarrassed juggler, taking the candlepin. He | |
| starts to juggle again but soon drops everything. | |
| >GO SOUTH | |
| By the Grinder | |
| The organ-grinder and his monkey are here. | |
| The monkey is on its knees, arms outstretched, basking in the applause of a | |
| small crowd. "That was great," you hear someone say. "The best act on the | |
| street." The people disperse, talking appreciatively about the monkey's act. | |
| >GIVE MY TICKET TO THE MONKEY | |
| You give the ticket to the monkey, who sniffs the ticket, lets out a yawn, | |
| and tosses it into the air. The ticket sails over the hedge to the east and | |
| disappears. "You should've given the ticket to me," says the organ-grinder | |
| sadly. | |
| >ORGAN-GRINDER, FIND MY TICKEY | |
| [I don't know the word 'tickey'.] | |
| >OOPS TICKET | |
| "Find it yourself." | |
| >EAST | |
| There's a hedge in the way! | |
| >SOUTH | |
| You can't go in that direction. There are too many people crowded around a | |
| performer. | |
| >N | |
| By the Juggler | |
| The juggler is here, dropping things. | |
| >E | |
| There's a hedge in the way! | |
| >GO NORTH | |
| By the Magician | |
| Park Street continues north and south here. A thick hedge to the east runs | |
| parallel to Park Street. | |
| A woman wearing a black top hat and a tuxedo is here. She is waving colorful | |
| handkerchiefs around, which turn into flowers, and then turn back into | |
| handkerchiefs. | |
| >EAST | |
| There's a hedge in the way! | |
| >CLIMB OVER THE HEDGE | |
| Its branches are too little and prickly to climb. | |
| >CRAWL UNDER THE HEDGE | |
| You smell the dirt in your face and feel the thorns on your back as you crawl | |
| under the hedge and find yourself... | |
| In the Park, Near Trees | |
| You're in a large, sunny park, nearly empty since most people are awaiting | |
| the parade of the circus on Park Street. An apple tree and an elm tree stand | |
| nearby. | |
| A large dog comes bounding up to you, tail wagging. It has something in its | |
| mouth. | |
| >LOOK AT THE DOG | |
| This is a very large dog, a cross (you'd guess) between a Great Dane and a | |
| German shephard. It has your ticket in its mouth. | |
| The dog runs around you playfully. | |
| >TAKE THE TICKET FROM THE DOG | |
| The dog, enjoying the game of tug-of-war, holds onto the ticket tightly. | |
| >EXAMINE THE TREE | |
| (Which tree do you mean, the apple tree or the elm tree?) | |
| >APPLE | |
| The tree already contains good-sized apples, even though apple season is weeks | |
| away. | |
| >PICK AN APPLE | |
| apple: Picked. | |
| >SHOW THE APPLE TO THE DOG | |
| The dog isn't interested. | |
| >THROW THE APPLE | |
| The dog briefly considers chasing the apple, which bounces away, then decides | |
| not to. It runs around you playfully. | |
| >PICK AN APPLE | |
| apple: Picked | |
| >W | |
| You crawl under the hedge and find yourself... | |
| By the Magician | |
| A woman wearing a black top hat and a tuxedo is here. | |
| >ASK THE MAGICIAN ABOUT THE DOG | |
| The woman ignores you. | |
| >SOUTH. | |
| The juggler is here, juggling. | |
| >WAIT | |
| Time passes... | |
| The juggler drops everything. The lacrosse ball lands squarely on your foot. | |
| >TAKE THE LACROSSE BALL AND THE CHOPSTICK | |
| lacrosse ball: Taken. | |
| chopstick: Taken. | |
| >JUGGLER, TELL ME ABOUT THE DOG | |
| "You mean the big dog in the park? I don't know much about him, other than | |
| he's friendly and likes to fetch sticks." | |
| >GIVE THE LACROSSE BALL AND THE APPLE TO THE JUGGLER | |
| lacrosse ball: "Thanks," says the embarrassed juggler, taking the lacrosse | |
| ball. | |
| apple: "Hey, thanks! Keep the chopstick!" He starts juggling the apple, the | |
| lacrosse ball, the broken plate, and the cracked candlepin. | |
| >I | |
| You are carrying a chopstick. | |
| >CRAWL UNDER THE HEDGE | |
| You crawl under the hedge and find yourself... | |
| In the Park, South of Trees | |
| You're in a large sunny park. North of here, you see an apple tree and an elm | |
| tree. | |
| The large dog comes bounding up to you, tail wagging. It has something in its | |
| mouth. | |
| >SHOW THE CHOPSTICK TO THE DOG | |
| The dog looks excitedly at the stick, and starts jumping for it. | |
| >THROW THE CHOPSTICK | |
| You heave the chopstick as far as you can. The dog drops the ticket and bounds | |
| happily after the stick. | |
| >TAKE THE TICKET | |
| ticket: Taken. | |
| >W | |
| You crawl under the hedge and find youself... | |
| By the Juggler | |
| The juggler is here, juggling. | |
| >SOUTH | |
| By the Grinder | |
| The organ-grinder and his monkey are here. | |
| >GIVE THE TICKET TO THE ORGAN-GRINDER | |
| The organ-grinder smiles broadly as he takes your ticket and punches it. | |
| "Thank you, sir," he says pleasantly. He cranks his organ, and despite the | |
| tinny sound, the monkey performs a memorable interpretive dance, reminiscent | |
| of Gene Kelly in "An American in Paris". Indeed, the best act on the street. | |
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