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'EE'S LOST HIS MARBLES!!!
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BY JAMES L. MATHEWS
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***** THE STORY *****
"Ah ha ha ha!!!" the boys laughed as Mr. Jones, the 89 year
old idiot of the town walked along the pavement, "Hey, Jones,
remember what day it is do ya?!" the boys continued to shout.
Mr. Jones (known as 'WOOF' to his pet dog) tried to ignore them
as he walked over to his bungalo. The boys were still shouting
when Mr. Jones was in his house. Eventually they settled down
and went off while Mr. Jones settled back in to his large arm
chair,
"What's wrong with me?!" Jones asked himself, "Why does
everybody hate me, I MUST find out what the problem is so that I
can get people to like me!" he continued. His pet dog came over
to him and jumped on to his lap. Jones was convinced that he had
taught his pet dog to talk because he had given himself the nick
name of woof and his pet dog was always saying woof! Jones
didn't have a name for the dog. He had given up after about
three hundred different names, he just couldn't remember what he
had called it each time so forgot about it all.
Mr. Jones had lived in his bungalo for all his 89 years. He now
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lives on his own after his parents finally dies ten years ago,
both at the age of 99 years, 11 months and 26 days. The bungalo
was in a dreadful state and just like his life, there was nothing
in it of interest. He had just one suit to wear and no other
clothing, the house was being ruined because Jones kept
forgetting to clean it and where each room was. Basically, Jones
life was still as crap as it always used to be.
In all honesty, Jones had lost it really. His mentality I mean.
It all happened when his parents died. Jones had always been a
stupid old dick but when both his parents died on the same day he
tried to kill himself in many different ways. He tried killing
himself with a sledge hammer, slicing his head with a knife,
putting his head under a number 9 bus and many more head related
deaths. Jones had a tough head though and instead of killing
himself, he had mentally damaged himself. He now no longer even
remembers his parents, let alone them dying.
He often did things wrong or just acted a fool and all the youths
around the area had picked up on it. Jones was now teased on a
regular basis and was not liked. He was known as the local idiot
and weirdo and parents advised their children to stay away from
him. All this contributed to Jones mental illness as he slowly
got more and more lonely and got stranger and stranger.
The town he lived in was a bit strange as well. To the north
west of Mr. Jones' bungalo, there is a large farm which is said
to be owned by a strange old man who is over 300 years old and
was brought up by ghosts in a haunted forest which is to the west
of the bungalo. You are also by a large network of alley ways
which lead all over the place and eventually in to the town
centre. You try to remind yourself not to go out as much as
often because you are lightly to do damage to yourself but you
never remember.
On the 5th October, Mr. Jones was back out on the streets,
"Get some help you old fool!" shouted out the local youths,
"You bloody weirdo, get out of our town!" was heard the other
side of the street from a concerned mother. Many more of these
insults were shouted out as Jones began to shed a tear. He had
TRIED to get help before. He had applied for a nurse to look
after him but after he killed her accidentally, everybody thought
it was best to leave him alone. The killing happened when Jones
forgot what thing in the room was dinner, in the end he ended up
stabbing the nurse with his fork and trying to eat her. It was
another failure for Jones when he realised what he had done and
it wasn't very good for the nurse either!
Jones had lived this life for many years though and was getting
used to the insults and sadness of it all. You may wonder why he
hadn't commited suicide, well the answer to that is simply, if he
had, I wouldn't have been able to do this adventure! Anyway, he
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forgot how to, so there!
The next day, it was raining and Jones forgot to put any clothes
on, he walked outside stark naked. He suddenly felt the coldness
drawing in on him, so to keep him warm he started dancing while
singing a Cliff Richard song. The Cliff Richard song was the
last straw and he was kicked in by a gang called the 'ANTI
O.A.P's' group. Jones staggered back to his bungalo after the
attack. Bleeding and wounded, he retired in to his bed, thinking
that tommorow would be another day. A day of torment, torture
and insults. Another day where he would retire to bed feeling
lost, saddened and worthless. Little did he know though, that
the next day was going to bring him a quest which he would never
have expected!
The next day, Mr. Jones woke up. He got dressed (yes, he
remembered this time!) and walked out in to the blazing sunshine.
He walked along the pavement when all of a sudden,
"It's that bloody idiot again!" shouted a member from the
ANTI-O.A.P gang. Jones had a fit of panic and collapsed on to
the floor jiggling like a jumping jelly bean. His arms were
waving in the air and his legs kicking around like a dying peanut
(?!) while he screamed and shrieked in a dreadful way,
"Oh my god, let's get out of here!" shouted the ANTI-O.A.P
gangs leader, "'Ee's lost his marbles!!!" he continued.
Suddenly, Jones stopped jiggling around and sat up,
"I've lost my marbles.....That's what's wrong with me!!!"
shouted out Mr. Jones in glee, "Now all I have to do is find my
marbles and I'll be loved by everyone!" he shouted. "I wonder
how many marbles I've lost." he said to himself, "If I could
just have a sign of how many!" he continued. A number 10 bus
drove past, splattering him with mud, "That's it, I've lost ten
marbles! Now, all I've got to do is find them!!!".....
***** THE GAME *****
Well, that's the plot (and a scary one it is indeed!) so, as you
can see from the story, you now on search for ten marbles and in
this massive STAC adventure, you must search for these marbles
until you have found all ten. Then, your quest will be over and
you will be able to live your life happily. You now take over as
the part of Mr. Jones, the 89 year old weirdo.
***** AN EXTRA BIT *****
This game must be one of the biggest STAC games around so far.
It has over 600 locations plus 40 hidden rooms and loads of
secret passwords and cheats. There is over 90 objects to be
taken and thought out how to be used. There is actual
communication with characters and loads, loads more including
puzzle solving and even talking to Daniel Walton!!!
***** CONTROL *****
To control the character, first you will need movement. You use
movement by typing North (N), South (S), East (E) or West (W) to
go to different rooms and locations. To pick up an object type
GET and then the objects name. To drop an object, type DROP and
then the objects name. To get everything or drop everything,
type DROP ALL or GET ALL.
When in communication with a character, you will be given a list
of what you can say to the character. Each thing you can say
will have a number. Simply type the number that you want. For
example:
You are by Pac Man. What do you want to say, 1. Are those pills
nice? 2. Your mouth is too big! 3. Have you got any legs?
If you wanted to ask PAC MAN if he has any legs then you would
simply type 3.
must be pressed after each command.