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Bubo Sparkytoes
   A brief history of Malifax and Gnomeland.
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a BOGLEG
> help bubo

Bubo Sparkytoes is a gnomish inventor who has gone missing.  Kind of like 
Malifax.  Malifax was the wizard who coded Gnomeland.  He had many grand plans 
for the area, including a storyline with Bubo that he never finished.

I had the pleasure of chatting with him, this is his story:

You tell Malifax: there was some question recently regarding the bubo
         	sparkytoes stuff - I assume that part was never finished?
You tell Malifax: also i've spent a bunch of time trying to figure out the
         	observatory, is there something to do there?
Malifax tells you: haha!  I can't remember anymore....
You sob over Malifax.
Malifax tells you: I think the idea was you were supposed to be able to use
                  the telescope to spot a flying ship
Malifax tells you: damn, if I was still a wiz I'd show you around all the
                  areas that aren't up
You tell Malifax: ? flying ship that doesn't exist?
Malifax tells you: the basic idea was you were on a quest to find Bubo
                  Sparky
Malifax tells you: it exists, there's just no way to get there unless you
                  can trans
Malifax tells you: it never got connected
You tell Malifax: ah
Malifax tells you: it was gonna go like this
Malifax tells you: you'd quest to go find Bubo
Malifax tells you: and teh first part of teh quest would lead you all over
                  the place
Malifax tells you: you'd have to find the key to the underground office of
                  a renegade professor
Malifax tells you: he's the guy who keeps looking out from the statue
You tell Malifax: i've been in his area
Malifax tells you: I never put the key to that door anywhere so nobody
                  could follow that plot line
Malifax tells you: ah
You tell Malifax: thief - pick lock :)
Malifax tells you: well, then he'd send you off to infiltrate teh Red
                  Gnomes
Malifax tells you: oh, that's a new one.  I wondered when someone would
                  invent that
Malifax tells you: maybe I caused that to happen, eh?
You shrug at Malifax.
Malifax tells you: anyway, then you'd swim out to the island and kill the
                  thing there
Malifax tells you: can't remember what I'd called it
You tell Malifax: manglemime
Malifax tells you: oh, right
You tell Malifax: i've showed the head around and scared ppl, that's about
         	it
Malifax tells you: anyway, the professor would eventually give you a key or
                  something
Malifax tells you: and you could use it to get through the door in the pit
You tell Malifax: which pit?
Malifax tells you: the spider pit
Malifax tells you: try this sometime
You tell Malifax: ah
Malifax tells you: get the parasol
Malifax tells you: wield it
Malifax tells you: open it up
Malifax tells you: and jump into the pit
Malifax tells you: sorry....cut the web
Malifax tells you: alternatively, you can eat the chewing gum, and before
                  it bursts, cut the web
Malifax tells you: or
Malifax tells you: drink the sody pop and do the same
Malifax tells you: there's a big area down there
You tell Malifax: if you don't do that stuff you fall and die?
Malifax tells you: nah, take damage or something, but not die usually
Malifax tells you: though I sort of forget
Malifax tells you: heh heh
Malifax tells you: it's been like 7 years
Malifax tells you: I'm not back here to start mudding again
Malifax tells you: anyway, you'd get down there where you think Bubo might
                  be                                                     
Malifax tells you: but he's not there
Malifax tells you: it's an underground castle owned by a troll
Malifax tells you: anyway, the real way to get to Bubo was
Malifax tells you: or I should say was gonna be
Malifax tells you: you have a friend aim the telescope in teh observatory
Malifax tells you: until they're tracking the flying ship
Malifax tells you: and then you climb into the steam cannon
Malifax tells you: and shoot yourself up there
You tell Malifax: heh - the story starts to make sense...
Malifax tells you: nah, it never really made sense.  =)
Malifax tells you: that's why I never finished it

...

Malifax tells you: the colossus was gonna be for somethign else
Malifax tells you: I was gonna run a real-time scenario
You listen to Malifax.
Malifax tells you: I was gonna have the gnomes invade Eternal City
Malifax tells you: a whole army of them
Malifax tells you: and teh colossus was gonna have controls that would make
                  it walk
Malifax tells you: so all these gnomes would be fighting their way to the
                  Heart
You tell Malifax: cool!
Malifax tells you: I even invented gnomish steam-powered mechanical assault
                  armor
Malifax tells you: and gnomish magnetic assault armor
You tell Malifax: would the colossus be a monster to fight?
Malifax tells you: you had to mine coal to power the steam armor
Malifax tells you: and keep adding water
Malifax tells you: sort of.  It's huge, y'know?  So it'd attack really
                  slowly, and only on command of the driver
Malifax tells you: but when it smashed a foot down or a fist down, it was
                  horrendous
Malifax tells you: you had to break into it and fight your way up to the
                  control cneter
Malifax tells you: and take it over
You nod at Malifax.
You tell Malifax: so most of this code is written and sitting idle?
Malifax tells you: anyway the gnomish infantry would be trying to advance,
                  and the colossus would be like their battle tank, and the
                  steam cannon would be firing shots into the fray as well
Malifax tells you: nah, I wasn't really all that good at coding back then
Malifax tells you: it was how I first learned
Malifax tells you: I'm a programmer now, though
Malifax tells you: I could do it easily
You tell Malifax: no time?
Malifax tells you: no interest
You tell Malifax: you must have some interest, you're here talking to me...
         	?
Malifax tells you: true, true...not enough I guess  =)
Malifax tells you: nice chatting with you
Malifax tells you: maybe see you again in another half decade
You tell Malifax: same here
You wave at Malifax.
Malifax logged off. <Guest>


(he was actually logged in as a guest, but I've cleaned up the log
 and fixed his name for clarity's sake)

Update:  Since this log, many years have passed, and Malifax actually returned 
         for a bit and changed some things.  Go check it out!

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