The dream of Trump was finally true - no living being could get behind the wall |
Last time I had just managed to break through the fence surrounding Enoch, robot built city in the planet of Eden. Unfortunately, the fence wasn’t the only defense, and I was quickly obliterated by a minefield. The solution was luckily near. I had picked up a fruit that looked like a pineapple, but was actually a cherry bomb (hey producers, Piers Anthony used that pun way before you). All I had to do was to use my catapult made out rubber band and y-shaped bone to hurl the bomb to the mine field.
I still couldn’t just walk to the city, since it was surrounded by a huge wall. The animals and plants of Eden tried constantly to attack the wall, but were promptly lasered to death. I had to find another way.
Moving around the wall wasn’t also an option, since I soon encountered a beach, where carnivorous piece of seaweed gulped me, if I walked too far. The solution was pretty obvious. All I had to do was to hitch a ride in autoscythe - a fancy word for an automated rubbish truck. It drove to the other end of the beach and dumped its load - including me - to ocean, where I managed to swim back to the shore.
I still couldn’t get forward. There was a wheat field ahead of me, but when I tried to enter it, a watchtower noted some movement and evaporated me. The solution was quite familiar - now I just had to hop on a feeder and wait till it had drove to a better place where I could continue my journey.
Dihydrogen monoxide - deadly in enormous quantities |
Having crossed the wheat field, I came to a river. When I entered it, the weight of my stuff draw me underwater. Luckily I had found earlier something called suck seed (yeah, it sounds really disturbing), which apparently contained enough air for me to stay alive. With its help, I could follow the river, which finally flowed under the wall circling Enoch.
The robot city, finally! |
Under the city wall, I could go either south or east. Taking first the southern route, I met a gang of Hell’s Angels who killed me.
After loading the save game, I went instead east, where I met Graunch, the golem, who was willing to bet 100 credits that I wouldn’t be able to solve his riddle:
I am the genii in the box, I think but I am not. I have no arms or legs and yet, I work until I’m hot. To talk to me you hit my head, and coffee makes me fail. I have no mouth and so I must, eat my food through tail.
I had to check the clue sheet to get the solution, but on retrospect, it’s not that difficult - 5 CAPs for the first person who gets this. Most of the riddles of Graunch were more traditional, but I still had to look up the answers for some of them. In the end, I had 1300 credits in my account.
With nothing else to do, I again tried the southern passage. This time, I didn’t see the Hell’s Angels and so I could walk a bit farther. I ran into something hard.
A metallic bouncer guarding a junction |
I saw no alternative, but to give the robot my credit card, which I hoped to get back later. I moved west east into a ventilator system. I found first a flask full of water and then a plug, taking the power to the Big Robot. I pulled the plug and went to retrieve my credit card. Unfortunately, another robot took it and ran away.
Taking the west route from the junction I found roots welcoming me - well they welcomed me, if I was carrying some roots with me, otherwise they strangled me. This seems a bit weird. It has become obvious that the organic life of Eden is waging war against the robots. Wouldn’t carrying dead roots to a room full of live roots be as great an offence as taking a severed ear of a British captain to a House of Commons? In any case, I found some cutters here.
Going finally south from the junction, I found a great hall, which was filled with robot tramps and at the center of which burned a fire. I couldn’t cross the fire to the southern end of the hall, and trying to go around it led to me bumping into the crowd of tramps. The solution was to push some nearby pillars, which led to a collapsing ceiling cutting the cables providing energy to the robots.
Behind every successful fortune, there is crime |
With the way clear to the southern end of the hall, I came face to face with Godfather, whose henchman had stolen my credit card. The mafia boss was also a robot, so I decided to throw my flask of water toward him. His bodyguard took the hit for him, but Godfather became so afraid that he let me have my credit card.
I reach you brother! |
After getting my credit card back, I entered yet another air duct. The duct had two exits, which essentially led to the same area - I could use my cutters to open a grating or I could bribe a busker to open a hatch for me.
Herbert! |
The ticket inspector above was the most serious thing to find around the new area. At least the metallic man offered an understandable challenge - find a ticket. The rest of the new area was a completely different matter and showed again that the producers of Level 9 have some serious issues with whimsy. I know it’s part of the British national character, but does it have to play so huge a part in every game of the company? Ever since getting in the robot city, the tone of the game had veered toward the not so serious, but now all-around-playfulness just took hold of everything. Well, to be fair, whimsy did fit the theme, since I had just come to an amusement park.
To be more specific, this theme park was dedicated to various fictional places (of course, most of these places were only one room in size):
- Dream Park
- Yellow brick road from Oz-stories
- Duncton Wood
- Wall of Death in Earthsea
- Beyond the Wall lied, very poignantly, Shores of Death, where Fabulous Riverboat occasionally appeared
Combining three book references in one small piece of text |
Laura Ingalls Wilder has bought a TV |
- Yearwood
- Well at the World’s End
- Gate of Ivril, which is probably a typo for Gate of Ivrel
- Tropical hothouse
- Ancient city of Lankhmar
- Old Curiosity Shop
- Fountains of Paradise
Many places in the Theme Park are sponsored by shops. Search or Listen to discover an advert which gives the address.
Really, that was it? Why couldn’t I found out this anywhere in the game? It’s one thing to put vital information just in the manual, because you can’t fit it in the game itself, but it’s utter bollocks to put it only in a clue book! Well, at least I knew what to do now - listen and search in every screen, to find the sponsors:
- Tropical hothouse was sponsored by friendly police force
- Fountains of Paradise advertised talking bank
- Dream Park ad tried to sell a Wimpish prestige family habiviron
- Broken Lands advertised B&O tools for DIY needs
- Old Curiosity Shop was sponsored by Grindpin & clone, unisex dental stylists
So, Laura Ingalls Wilder was an anticommunist? |
- I could enter the little house at the prairie, after admitting to a chef that I liked nuclear weapons. Within the house, I found a bevomat, where I could insert my credit card and get a koala with a clever name.
- I had already found in theme park a statue with a crack in its base (I have no idea what book this is supposed to come from). When I carried my new koala near it, it wanted to get free and it then found in the crack another ad saying “For a holiday you’ll never forget”.
This isn’t the only work of fiction with a character whose name is inspired by Pepsi |
- By moving up from Broken Lands, I got to its sequel, Black Mountains, which was sponsored by BOOTY hospitals (“We can rebuild you”).
- By digging at a beach of many-coloured sands I arrived at Vermillion Sands naturist reserve, full of nudibots, who drove me away, if I had any clothes on me. It was sponsored by Lost Property dept.
- I could actually enter the Fabulous Riverboat, which took me to a casino on the Island of Mighty. Here I could play a simple game, where I just had to choose either black or red. Whatever I chose, I won the first five or so rounds and after that I started to lose.
- Finally, I could enter the Well at the World’s End, which just happened to be Well of Souls. Entering it I heard an ad that I should give generously to charity. Within the well I found a packet of washing powder. On the back of the packet, I finally found a free train ticket.
Walking on rails can be hazardous to your health |
Taking the train I immediately noticed an emergency cord. If I happened to pull it, I could stop the train, leave it, and instead of using the train, walk to the next station without getting hit. I was pretty certain this feature was there for a reason, in other words, some station could be reached only by this method.
The first station after the amusement park was a kind of office building with an elevator. The elevator used the codes I had found in the park. There isn’t any sense in making a map of the building, so I’ll just describe the rooms I found:
- Sharkey’s Travel Agents. My ticket had been valid only for a one ride, but here I could buy a permanent travel pass. However much I had money on my credit card, buying the pass would require all of it. Thus, I had to leave this place as the last I would visit, if I wanted to use money anywher else.
- Orange-Cross Charity Shop. If I entered this place, I lost all my money to charity.
- Lost Property dept. I guess I could have found here stuff I left somewhere at the city.
Gonna crack my knuckles and jump for joy, got a clean bill of health from Doctor McCoy |
- Hospital. If I entered it, I was instantly killed
- Grindpin and Clone, unisex dental stylists. I couldn’t enter this place, since my character ran away from the dentists.
- Mssrs Bodger, Bungler and Co, D.I.Y. products for the amateur handyman. I found here a screwfinger, that is, a small screwdriver worn on finger.
Stiff man putting my mind in a jail |
- Cop shop. I could get a Pan-galactic wine-coloured Euromart passport here.
- Bank. If I had a passport, I could get a loan.
- Conman, Swindler and Crook, Estate Agents. If I had got a loan, I had money to buy myself a habihome.
- My new habihome. I really didn’t find anything to do here.
It still seems like a nice place |
Now that I had searched through the building, I returned to the station and entered a train. It drove pass the next station, but I knew what to do - I pulled the breaks and walked.
Here I found City Hall, which was off limits for everyone but home-owners - at least there was some purpose in me buying a habihome.
Judge bang the gavel and say no bail |
It turned out that I had walked in right at the beginning of the election, and being the only human on the planet, I was both the only voter and the only candidate. It’s no surprise what the result was.
It’s almost like in 18th century England as is told in Blackadder |
I was now one of the councillors of Enoch and could walk further into the corridors of power in the City Hall. I met the City Fathers, all robots, and since I was the only representative of people - or in this case, representative of a person - I was naturally nominated as the Mayor.
There appears to be no power involved in becoming a Mayor. I did gain an access to a computer system that seemingly bestowed me powers to do quite a lot, but the machine is broken and produces only gibberish. Oh well, the plot is becoming more and more ridiculous and this feels like a good place to stop.
"I am the genii in the box, I think but I am not. I have no arms or legs and yet, I work until I’m hot. To talk to me you hit my head, and coffee makes me fail. I have no mouth and so I must, eat my food through tail."
ReplyDeleteInteresting riddle! Sounds like... n pbzchgre, juvpu svgf nyy cnegf, rkprcg gnyxvat ol uvggvat vgf urnq. Pbzchgre jvgu n gbhpu fperra?
And you got it right the first time! I was a bit perplexed about the head thing myself, especially as touchscreens weren't really a thing at the middle of 1980s. I suspect that whoever invented the riddle didn't really consider monitor as part of the computer, but more like an accessory. This isn't impossible, since I remember quite distinctly from my childhood that people mostly hooked their respective 8-bit computers to a TV set. It was only when PCs became norm that separate monitors became the only option.
DeleteAs the only American on the editorial staff, I would just like to say for the record: "No comment."
ReplyDeleteOh yes, sorry about that. It's too easy for us living outside American borders to make cheap satire of the situation, while you have to live in it. Of course, it's becoming more and more a global problem, USA being the number one superpower in the world, with a lot of firepower to back it up.
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