Planescape: Torment

Ez működött, köszi!

Egy kis önirónia sosem árt

A moonwalkoló karakterek ügyében nem tudok biztos tanácsot adni, de nem kizárt, hogy ha bekapcsolod a software mirroring opciót, akkor megszűnik a probléma. (Google a barátod! )

Endure. In enduring, grow strong.

Időhiány miatt egy hete kezdtem bele újra, és gyorsan át is telepítettem a játékot a laptopról az asztali gépre, de valami miatt jelenleg össze-vissza rángatóznak a karakterek, illetve a névtelen barátunk kényszeresen Michael Jacksonosan, visszafele jár. Úgyhogy még egy kicsit birizgálnom kell a rendszert, mire helyreáll a világ rendje.

Mindenesetre megosztanám itt az eddigi kedvenc, a CRPG műfaját kiválóan parodizáló párbeszédemet:

Elderly Hive Dweller: A sense of great loss hangs over this elderly woman like a dark cloak. As you watch her, a long, sad sigh escapes her lips.

Nameless One: "Greetings."

Elderly Hive Dweller: She looks up at your face, cloudy eyes squinting and straining to see you clearly. "Forgive me, young cutter, but I'm and old woman and don't see so well... do I know ye?"

Nameless One: "No."

Elderly Hive Dweller: She mulls your answer for a moment, nodding. "What was it ye wanted, then?"

Nameless One: "I had some questions..."

Elderly Hive Dweller: "Questions?" Her expression curdles. 'Oh, no... ye're an 'adventurer', aren't ye? Name, job, and all that rot, eh? Well, I won't have it! Off with ye!"

Nameless One: "I'm not an adventurer."

Elderly Hive Dweller: "Bar that!" The woman jabs her finger at you. "I've watched the Dustmen put the name o' me husband, damn his soul, me son and both me daughters on their Memorial, 'adventurers' all o' them! Why, I swung quite a sword *meself* in the day, so's I knows one when I meet one!" The old woman seems to be working herself into a fit; her face has become flushed and flecks of spittle fly from her lips as she howls at you.

Nameless One: Let her continue her tirade.

Elderly Hive Dweller: "I'll bet ye've fot all *sorts* o' barmy questions!" She mimics your heroic stance? 'Greetin's, I have some questions... can ye tell me about this place? Who's the Lady o' Pain? I'm lookin' fer the magic Girdle o' Swank Iron, have ye seen it? Do ye know where a portal ta the 2,817th Plane o' the Abyss mgith be? Do ye know where the Holy Flamin' Frost-Brand Gronk-Slayin' Vorpal Hammer o' Woundin' an' Returning an' Shootin'-Lightnin'-Out-Yer-Bum is?" She spits. "Dung, all o' it! Only gets ye in the Dead-Book! I ought ta kick ye in the shins fer even pesterin' a poor ol' woman about it all! Now go away an' leaves me in peace!"