h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

It sure is dark around here, where did all these trees come from?

Ah, nothing like a deep dark forest to roam in.

*looks around hungrilly for small girls in red hoods, or little pigs, or maybe a tender, juicy UK squirrel*

Have you ever seen "Into the Woods"?

No, I haven't. Tell me about it.

Cool forest. Good mixture between fairy tale forests, and Mirkwood.

*Eyes A speculatively. Decides he's too tough, slinks away*

*Reads previous post. The adventurer/detective/mad scientist pulls out an elvish sword, a .45 magnum, and a Vorticon HyperPistol.*

*Decides to join forces with A. Wags tail. Changes back to human form.*

Hey, Afgncaap5. How's it going. Let's go back to Irv's - nothing to eat here.

Yeah. I bet Irv just left the sprinklers on to long. See ya inside!

*Walks in after picking up treasure chest he noticed on the ground*

I like oak trees - there should be more of them, you know.

*finds an oak tree in forest*
*sits down, leaning against it*
*wishes for coffee*

"Into the Woods" is a musical with a script by Lapine and a score by Sondheim. It takes several well known fairy tales (Little Red Riding Hood, Jack and the Beanstalk, Rapunzle, and Cinderella) and adds two original characters to act as catalysts that cause the well known events in the other stories to happen. That's act one. Act two takes the same characters but has an original story... the wife of the giant that Jack slew wants revenge on Jack and is taking it out on the whole Kingdom. It's very cool -- this forum reminds me of it.

~Irving

Indeed.... Sounds good to me.
Many mythical/magical things happen in forests, yet they are all disappearing.

Ah, deep, thick, dimly lighted forests like this realy bring the adventurer out in me!

*Pulls elvish sword from trenchcoat. A song bird sings in the distance*

Well, this is perfect. I half expect to find a clearing containing "An open field with a white house with a boarded front door. There is a small mailbox here*

*Elvish sword begins glowing*

You know, I bet the coffee house is really nice and warm right now. Better than the cold wind blowing through this part of the forest. Maybe I should find my way out.

*Realizes that he is lost*

You're not the only one... I just popped in for a quick mocha-java and found myself wandering about in a forest (I can still smell the beans, though). Elfish swords must play merry hell with the lining of your trenchcoat, don't they? There should be some good beans in this misty mountain forest somewhere... more like Jamaica, mon. Would you happen to possess an elfish iron pot to roast them in?

JTG

So then, this is now the Aroma Café's forrest that grows the Aroma's very own beans. They're magic, you know...

~Irving

...Oh, there's that magic ball I've been looking for!

*Joanna wonders if magic coffee happens in a magic forest... can't be bothered to go all the way to the café...*

Okay, first of all: this is an elvish sword. Not elfish. Swords that are made by elves in either Zork or Middle-Earth are elvish. This sword is made in Zork, so it glows when any danger is near, not just ogres and ring wraiths.

Second of all: This trenchcoat is also made in Zork. Items that you can cary things in, if they are made in Zork, are not damaged by sharp objects that are being caried within them. Well, except for the plastic boat, but that thing is good enough at what it does to overlook that oversight.

Third Of All: when it comes to Zork, I am very picky. In fact, my name is Zorkish of origin. Afgncaap is a name generally only found within Zork.

Fourth of all: my sword is glowing blue and we're lost. Does no oen else realize the magnitude of this?

*Looks around with open arms, hoping that everyone else will catch on fast enough*

I mean, I'm armed with an elvish sword (the Zork me) a .45 calliber (the detective in me) and a vorticon hyperpistol (the mad scientist in me). If my sword still thinks that we should be worried, then we should be worried!!!

I beg your pardon, my tiny-sword wielding friend. Still, your never really lost where there's a cup of coffee to be had.

JTG

The most dangerous things in this forrest are the magic coffee gnomes. Your sword is probably glowing blue because it's not used to being outside the Zork Universe. Glamdring here doesn't seem to have a problem, as these are British Oak Trees and Tolkien's Middle Earth was based on an idealic England. It's certainly not glowing.