So due to the short hiatus that Whales has gone on, I've decided to simply go on with another character, but this time, with the tileset of Deon/Cib, which you can get
here. Anyway, I think it's very good, and it makes Cataclysm more accessible to the more graphics dependent out there. But, on with the story!
The Curious Adventures of Alfredo F. RiceI think Alfredo took the five finger discount...
Obviously not intended, so I dropped it.
Alfredo F. Rice. What a
food name, what a name. From the start of his life, he always knew that he would be special. When you're name is the same as a pasta dish, you know that your parents made an
awful mistake incredibly complex name generator. Anyway, he had always been a bit
jittery, what with every cow on his family's farm trying to take bites our of his hair, and he was very
trigger happy because of his spending by far too much time running away from and shooting those same cows with his family's very legal assault rifle. His family quickly became very poor. Anyway, spending so much time being harassed by cows, you'd think that Fred would want to take as much revenge on his bovine enemies as possible on the dining room battleground, but he could never bring himself to eat as intelligent enemy as a cow, and he could hardly tell the difference between steak and chicken for some reason so he became a
vegetarian. However, all that running from the charging tubs of dairy gave made him
fleet of foot and very
quick. Additionally, when his family was inevitably put out on the road by his natural tendencies or rather, his anti-nature tendencies, he
learned quickly and used his
brains to get the next meal on the table. Certainly, he was always on the watch for more cows, even when he was in New York, increasing his perception
considerably.
How did the dog get there?
Alas, when the disaster struck, New York became not the sleepless city, but the lifeless city. Fred fled the city the only way he knew how, he followed the nearest four-legged creature across the bridge that I'm pretty sure exists to the mainland, and to a nice rural house in the middle of no where. The dog somehow crawled through a wall into the house, but Fred had to smash a window to get in, and he was lucky enough to find a nice map that scrolled incredibly slowly, er, I mean, oh well. I never respected the fourth wall anyway.
Note that at this point I started to take video of my actions, which you can watch, but I didn't record any audio so as to not disturb the others in this internet cafe. No, waiter, I do not want to leave, now get me some complimentary mints.
Note that Camstudio failed me utterly, and I couldn't get it to record properly. I made it record a window, pressed record, did my stuff, and pressed stop and it showed me a black screen on the video. ****!. Anyway, I think I'll just explain what happened.
Fred walked around the house, first to the bedroom where he found a utility vest with which to carry the tools of destruction he will of course find. In the kitchen, he found a bottle of whiskey and two cans of cola. He then dared venture downstairs into the basement and he screamed like a little girl at the site of a cow! No wait, that was a shadow, anyway, he explored the area and found two strange glasses containing what he thought was a stem cell treatment he saw on TV called a "purifier." Of course, he didn't want to drink some random liquid, so he grabbed a bottle of water from the counters and returned upstairs where he consulted his map to see where to next.
A. Head to the Sporting Utility Store to get some anti-bovine measures. And a backpack.
B. Erm, there's not really another logical action unless...
C. Break into the bank! To Hades with the potential deadly side-effects!
Also, drink or save the Purifier.
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