Alright, let’s see what horrible things we can to do this girl.
> put it in
(Absolutely nothing)
Where do you want to put that?
Take a random guess, ADRIFT.
> put it in girl
(Absolutely nothing)
I don’t understand what you want to put things inside.
I thought I made myself pretty clear on that one, but whatever. I tried a few other variations on the command, but it just spit back the same line about not understanding what I want to put it in, so I guess ADRIFT is cockblocking us.
I wait about three turns before the girl’s friends show up and they go into the ice cream parlor. Like any good gentleman, we’re going to stalk them. Ice cream is kinda what we came here for anyway, and if we get to ogle a herd of girls in the process, that’s fine by me.
> west
You move west.
Ice Cream Parlor
The ice cream served in this shop is excellent; it more than justifies a trip to this mall, even if the route is slightly out of the way. Ordering a cone is easy but deciding on a flavor sometimes proves time-consuming. There are wooden stools by the counter for patrons to sit on while they eat and order, and a couple tables a little farther back. The exit to the ice cream parlor is east.
The shopkeeper is behind the counter, tending to duties.
A golden-haired girl is at a table a little ways off.
A shorter girl is sitting with her.
A younger girl is also with them.
You can hear the girls talking, although you can't tell exactly what they are saying.
"Welcome!" says the shopkeeper in a highly friendly tone of voice.
We only have a little bit of pocket money, but eh, we’ve got enough for ice cream.
> talk to shopkeeper
“Ah, would you like to order an ice cream cone?” asks the shopkeeper in a bright and friendly voice.
1) Yes
2) No
> 1
“What flavor would you like in that, sir?” asks the shopkeeper.
What flavor do you choose?
Well, Sivartis wants Oregon strawberry, so let’s try that and see where it gets us.
> Oregon strawberry
“Did you say strawberry? Please have a seat, sir, while I prepare your order.” The shopkeeper goes to scoop your order.
Holy crap, did that seriously work? I didn’t think the game was gonna accept that. Maybe think I was asking for Oregon-flavor or something. Lemme reset and see if it takes Reecer’s order, too.
“What flavor would you like in that, sir?” asks the shopkeeper.
What flavor do you choose?
> cookie dough
“You’d like chocolate chip cookie dough? Please have a seat, sir, while I prepare your order.” The shopkeeper goes to scoop your order.
SWEET SASSY MOLASSY, IT WORKS. They have seriously planned for this shit.
However, they didn’t plan for everything. Asking for lavender flavor just confuses the shopkeeper and gets us the default ‘I don’t understand what you’re asking for’ reply. Sorry, Nyperold.
I know I shouldn’t, because it’s no fun, but I popped open the game’s debug mode to look at the flavors programmed in, because damn if I’m not curious now.
It’s not a massive list, but it’s a lot more detailed than I thought it would be. There’s a few things on here I didn’t even know were ice cream flavors. Nothing like lavender, though. It’s all pretty vanilla. [/bad pun]
You can even ask the shopkeeper for a sample before ordering, but he only gives samples of black raspberry. Still, that’s pretty awesome.
Anyway, the girls are ogling us now.
In the corner of your vision you glimpse one of the girls eyeing you, but her head is turned by the time you take a look.
It’ll be a while before something interesting happens, so let’s just wait a bit.
> wait
Time passes...
The shopkeeper is opening the glass bins and looking for your flavor.
> wait
Time passes...
The shopkeeper is scooping strawberry ice cream onto a cone.
The three girls are chatting and giggling away.
Better ask him to put it in a cup, or this is going to turn into a big waste of our very limited money supply here in the next few turns.
> ask shopkeeper for a cup
“You want a cup with that?”, repeats the shopkeeper, smiling brightly as ever. “Remind me after I scoop your cone. I have a tendency to forget.”
“There you go, sir!” says the shopkeeper, extending to you a strawberry-flavored ice cream cone.
First, I did ask after you scooped it, and second, where’s my cup? You do have a bad memory; I just asked for it!
> ask shopkeeper for a cup
“You want a cup with that?”, repeats the shopkeeper, smiling brightly as ever.
YES, I WANT A CUP. I WOULDN’T ASK IF I DIDN’T.
“Well, that can be arranged!”
I certainly hope so, or you have just lost a customer, sir.
The shopkeeper takes a paper cup from somewhere and plops the ice cream cone upside-down into it. He leaves the cup on the counter for you to retrieve.
Damn right he does.
You can hear the girls talking, although you can’t hear what they’re saying.
That’s nice, but unless the girls are made of ice cream and sitting in paper cups, I don’t care right now.
> take cup
You take the ice cream up from the counter.
FINALLY, OUR QUEST IS COMPLETE! GAME OVER.
Okay, not really.
We’ll just hold on to this for now. It’s a good gift for one of the girls later, or we could just eat it somewhere down the line. Food lasts forever in your inventory. Either way, we paid for it and there’s no sense in leaving it behind.
Speaking of girls, we might as well see what they’re up to. Like we get a choice.
The girls are still giggling but they seem to have quieted a bit.
Alright. I should probably look at them while I still have a chance to, huh?
> look short girl
Which girl. The golden-haired girl, the shorter girl or the younger girl?
...There’s only one girl defined as short. Do I seriously have to get that much more specific? FINE. Have it your way, ADRIFT!
> look shorter girl
She's about the same age as the golden-haired girl, whom she seems to be best friends with. She has tender eyes and a warm smile.
That’s nice.
> look younger girl
She is a cute girl about three years younger than the other two, with a white bow in her hair. She is giggling and chatting along with the others as if they are siblings.
You don’t say.
Two more additions to our harem! The short girl
◊ is the best friend of our heroine while the young girl
◊ is her little sister. We’ll get to know them better in the chapters to come, so for now, let’s wait around some more.
> wait
Time passes...
EXCITING!
> wait
Time passes...
DYNAMIC.
> wait
Time passes...
You're mostly sure you just caught another girl looking at you, but now they are talking amongst themselves quietly, smiles on their faces.
That can’t be good.
> wait
Time passes...
You feel the eyes of all three girls on you from across the room.
Admittedly, I came in here to stare at them, but they’re getting creepy with this shit. Let’s just, uh. Loiter some more. Yeah. Maybe they’ll leave.
> wait
Time passes...
Suddenly there is a flurry of noise. Two men dressed in dark raincoats burst into the parlor and rush towards the table where the girls are sitting. In an instant they have the younger girl by her arms and are hauling her away. So unexpected is this occurrence that no one, not even yourself, is there to check the malefactors as they move for the exit.
Female screams ring out in the parlor as the young girl and her kidnappers disappear out into the mall. "Cassie!!!", they cry.
Press enter to continue
OHNOEZ!
> CHAPTER TWO
Rescuing Cassandra
>
The golden-haired girl comes running up to you and grabs hold of your arm. "Help!!", she pleads.
1) "I'll do my best."
2) "I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do for you."
3) "No time to chat, we've got to go after those men!"
Decisions, decisions. Will Conan step up and help a damsel in distress, or is this chick on her own? We do have ice cream to eat after all, and in the end, isn’t that what really matters?
