You Are Carrying
banner
youarecarrying.bsky.social
You Are Carrying
@youarecarrying.bsky.social
190 followers 0 following 740 posts
Random locations from every Infocom game ever. Reply "i" or "inventory" to find out what you're carrying.
Posts Media Videos Starter Packs
A small room with oddly angled walls and passages in all directions.
You have stumbled upon a long-hidden shrine to Saint Foobus of Galepath. An idol of Foobus is carved from the very rock that forms this cave. The only exit is southwest.
You have reached the brogmoid's eardrum, which prevents any farther travel inward. A passage through a forest of fungus leads back out.
This is a cannon emplacement complete with a Civil War-style cannon and a neatly stacked pyramid of cannon balls. During the day this area affords a spectacular view of the coastline. Stone walkways lead east and west, and a steep path leads down.
River Street leaves Rockvil via this bridge, crossing the river into the older and poorer southeastern suburbs.
You are at the forward end of the interior. A vertical wall extends up all around the circumference. At the axis, high above, is a crystal bubble. From this distance you can't discern its contents, but it's about 100 meters in diameter.
The river descends here into a valley. There is a narrow beach on the west shore below the cliffs. In the distance a faint rumbling can be heard.
You've reached the far end of the midway.
The corridor widens here as it nears the main drive area. To starboard is the Ion Reactor that powers the vessel, and aft of here is the Auxiliary Control Room. The corridor continues to port.
You are at the junction of a north-south passage and an east-west passage. To the north, you can make out the bottom of a stairway. The ways to the east and south are relatively cramped, but a wider trail leads to the west.
The maze opens here onto a tiny outdoor plateau, completely surrounded by towering cliffs. The only way out is back through the dazzling archway of glass to the west. Near the glass arch is a small rectangular brick structure.
This is a sand-filled cave whose exit is to the southwest.
There is a newspaper dispenser chained to a lamp post on the corner. The box dispenses copies of The Rockie Times, a regional weekly newspaper, and one of the last remaining newspapers in the country.
This large hall, barely illuminated by your light, has seen its better days; based on the dust and debris, the lower levels of the castle probably haven't been maintained since Dimwit's death. Stairs lead up and down; the latter stair looks particularly forbidding.
This room is situated to receive the morning sun, and in daytime would be bright and airy. Many plants crowd the floor, fill the plant stands situated under the windows, and hang from hooks attached to the ceiling. Ms. Ashcroft has a green thumb, apparently.
Eastbound Midland Avenue forms a T with River Street at this intersection. To the northeast is a graceful structure of marble and glass, bearing the black radar dish symbol of the Church of God's Word.
You are surrounded by tall oaks and wide pines. Birds chirp in the distance. Trails wind north and southwest among the trees.
You have entered a small office of some sort. A small desk faces the main doorway which lies to the east. Another exit leads west.
This level is, frankly, the station's entire reason for existence. Forms and documents are printed here for Stellar Patrol ships and Third Galactic Union offices all across this sector of space.
The east/west Wharf Road continues, with Outfitters International, a store which supplies ocean-going vessels, to the south.
A solitary black circle is the only break in an vaste expanse of whiteness extending to the horizon.
This is a crowded but otherwise typical sanitary facility, with rows of showers, toilet stalls, and sinks. There are exits both north and south.
This is the top of the Lonely Mountain. In olden days, mariners had named it Signal Mountain, for its glistening peak reflected the pale moonlight, providing an unmistakable landmark on unclouded nights. The bald mountain face is made of a shining substance whose nature is unknown to you.
This museum is devoted to the old North Central Railroad Station around the corner, and more generally to the entire history of rail travel. Through huge glass windows on the southern wall of the entrance lobby you can see the old railroad yards behind the station.
You are underwater. Through the green of the water you see bones scattered all around an opening leading down.