| Report for Phil Catterall | |
|---|---|
| Approved stories | 4 |
| Rejected stories (hidden) | 3 |
| Deleted stories (hidden) | 2 |
| Summary | Shows promise |
Also featured a section where you were looking at a house with the word FIG painted on the side of it. Gameplay was as follows:
There is a secret word on the house. Do you know what it is?
> Knob
No, that's not it.
> Cock
No, the word is on the house in big blue letters.
> Shit
No, the word is FIG.
> Bum
No, the word is FIG.
And so forth ad infinitum.
There's so much more that was wrong with this game. It could be a page all of its own.
There is a secret word on the house. Do you know what it is?
> Knob
No, that's not it.
> Cock
No, the word is on the house in big blue letters.
> Shit
No, the word is FIG.
> Bum
No, the word is FIG.
And so forth ad infinitum.
There's so much more that was wrong with this game. It could be a page all of its own.
"Can you see a cave?"
> no.
"Yes you can. Do you want to go into the cave?"
> No.
"Yes you do."
A triumph of interactivity. Oh, and the final stage had a map where certain paths caused death for no apparent reason.
> no.
"Yes you can. Do you want to go into the cave?"
> No.
"Yes you do."
A triumph of interactivity. Oh, and the final stage had a map where certain paths caused death for no apparent reason.
Rumours abounded at my school that Edward Hills had been overly friendly with one of the girls (who's name I forget), and she'd grabbed him by the proverbials and twisted. He then (according to myth) required surgery to get his balls out of his underwear and would never have children. Considering that this is the same man who once shaved off one of his eyebrows and then, after mockery, shaved off the other so it would match, I think it is unlikely that he'd have children anyway.