Game transcript mode ON. Type a backtick ( ` ) character at the start of an input to make a comment in your transcript. Type TSTOP to save your transcript. You're in the exit of the supermarket car park, trying to turn right. >`OK THESE GRAPHICS ARE IMPRESSIVE! "ok these graphics are impressive!" >` BUT IN SOME WAYS IT'S MAKING THE TRANSLATION TO AMERICAN TERMS EVEN HARDER TO MANAGE :) "but in some ways it's making the translation to american terms even harder to manage :)" >I You're not carrying anything, because you're driving. >X ME You take a quick look at your reflection in the rear view mirror. You can only see your eyes, tired from a long day. >X CAR You look around your little car. It's nothing fancy but it's always been fairly reliable and you're fond of it. >X CAR PARK This is a small local supermarket, and so the car park is also small, with twelve bays in total. The bay you drove out of is still empty. Most of the others are taken, including two that are straddled by a large white van. >X GROCERIES You know the shopping bags contain the milk and ingredients you bought in the supermarket, but you can't examine them too closely at the moment as you need to stay focused on the road. >X VAN A large white van is parked in the supermarket car park, straddling two of the parking bays. A dog runs across the pavement in front of you and disappears round the corner. Where on earth is its owner? >X DOG You can't see any dog here. >EXIT You're in a car, waiting at a junction. Type TURN RIGHT, TURN LEFT or GO STRAIGHT if you want to move in a particular direction. A sad-looking clown trudges across the pavement in front of you and disappears in a puff of smoke. You blink. You think you might be going slightly mad. >` THIS IS GETTING OD "this is getting od" >X STORE It's a small local supermarket. You do most of your grocery shopping here, although usually you're sensible enough to avoid rush hour. >X HILL The hill to your left leads up to a bend to the right, which eventually meets an A road. You can't see the bend from here, just the traffic coming down from the hill. >X ROUNDABOUT To your right, you can see the roundabout you're trying to turn towards. It has four exits and forms one half of a hideous double roundabout, which everybody in town hates but drives through anyway. It's always busy, but rush hour (i.e. now) is a special level of hell. Constant car horns, near-misses and people swerving lanes at the last minute. But you'll deal with that when you get there. First, you need to turn right. >X PUB The large pub across the road is one of the most popular in the area. It serves a wide range of beverages, a varied menu of highly calorie-dense local cuisine, and a slightly questionable lineup of student bands providing the entertainment. It's also dog-friendly, meaning you can't walk more than a few feet beyond the door without tripping over a lead or a sleeping St Bernard. Maybe later tonight, after you're finally home, you might be tempted to come back here and grab a quick pint. On foot, obviously. >X LIGHTS The lights control traffic at the pedestrian crossing. They only turn red when a pedestrian pushes the button to cross. However, there are a lot of pedestrians about at this time of day. >X PEDESTRIANS There are a lot more pedestrians on the streets than usual, as it's rush hour and lots of people are walking home from work. You're starting to wish you were among them rather than in the car. >X CROSSING It's a pelican crossing. Pedestrians press a button and wait for the 'green man', a green light showing the figure of a walking person, to let them know that it's safe to cross. Or, more usually, they just walk across the road when they THINK it's safe to cross. There are six exits on the double roundabout, five of which have pelican crossings. Nevertheless, the roundabout can almost be a more dangerous place for a pedestrian than for a driver. You've lost count of the number of times you've nearly been mown down by cars when circling the roundabout on foot. You believe this is because drivers are so stressed out thinking about navigating the roundabout that they sometimes forget to do basic things like checking if the light is red. It's a real nightmare of a roundabout, especially if you're not used to it. Unfortunately, you ARE used to it, because you have to drive on the thing ALL THE BLIMMIN' TIME. It's probably the only downside of living in this area. >X ROAD Smooth tarmac. You'd like to be on it. >X FAR You need to specify whether you mean the far side of the road or the far lane of the far side. >FAR SIDE You don't need to 'far' in this game. >X FAR SIDE The opposite side of the road, where you want to go, contains two lanes. Traffic is moving from the left along both those lanes. You want to turn right into the far lane. >X FAR LANE The far lane on the opposite side of the road is the one you take if you want to take either the first or second exit from the first roundabout, or the third exit from the first roundabout onto the second roundabout and then the first exit from the second roundabout. The last of these options is your route home, and so you want to turn into that lane. >X NEAR LANE The nearer lane on the opposite side of the road is the one you take if you want to take the third exit from the first roundabout onto the second roundabout, and then the second or third exit from the second roundabout. You do not want to do this, and so you don't want to turn into that lane. >X NEARER SIDE The nearer side of the road, directly in front of you, is the one you have to cross to get to the opposite side, which is where you want to be. You are impeded from doing so by traffic coming from the right. >X TRAFFIC Endless traffic. It's rush hour, so unfortunately there's a lot of it. >DRIVE You're already driving. Even if you're not really getting anywhere at the moment. A guy crosses the pavement in front of you. He looks so much like your cousin you have to double-take. You know it's not, because your cousin lives halfway across the world, but wow... that's some resemblance. >TURN RIGHT A couple of cars have just appeared from the roundabout to the right and are approaching your junction. You don't have time to pull out. You wait and let them pass. >TURN RIGHT The road is clear to the right. You glance left. A Range Rover is barrelling at full speed down the hill. There might JUST be enough time to pull out in front of it. But you can't be certain. You wait and let it pass. >TURN RIGHT It looks like the lights have turned red at this side of the roundabout, presumably due to a pedestrian pressing the button to cross. This means that no cars will be coming from the right for half a minute or so. (Unless somebody runs the red light, which is not unknown at this roundabout.) You glance left. Nothing is coming down from the hill, but a few cars have lined up behind the Range Rover at the lights. They're blocking the opposite side of the road and so you can't pull out at the moment. (It would have been nice if they'd left a gap for you, but drivers round here don't tend to do that.) >TURN RIGHT The lights at the roundabout turn green, and the cars on the opposite side of the road move out of your way. You wait for the cars to move through the lights from the other direction. The road to the right is clear again. You glance left. Miraculously, the hill is clear too. You start to take your foot off the clutch and take one more look to the right... Another car has appeared out of nowhere. Never mind. >TURN RIGHT You watch the road to the right for what feels like ten minutes. A neverending stream of cars pours from the direction of the roundabout, headlights all casting the same pattern as they slip past you. You start to wonder if they're all driving round in one giant circular convoy, just to mess with you and keep you in this supermarket car park forever. >TURN RIGHT The neverending stream of cars from the right has somehow ended. Unfortunately, it seems to have been replaced by a neverending stream of cars from the left. The far lane on the opposite side of the road (i.e. the lane you need to reach) is empty, but the lane you need to cross is not. >TURN RIGHT The nearer lane on the opposite side of the road is now clear, but the far lane (your lane) is not. The nearer side of the road remains unusually empty, and you consider pulling into the near lane on the opposite side and hence entering the roundabout from the wrong lane (as you know nobody will ever be patient enough to let you into the correct lane). However, you've made that mistake before and it always results in much greater peril on the roundabout. Tempting as it is, you have to wait. >SLEEP You suppose you could park up and have a nap until it's no longer rush hour, but you really just want to get home. You're sure there'll be a gap in the traffic... eventually. >SCREAM You scream into the void. It only makes you feel better for a few seconds. >SING That is the last thing you feel like doing. >TURN ON RADIO You turn the radio on. The radio announcer is interviewing a social media influencer, who is gushing about how much better her life is since she turned thirty. You turn the radio off again. >CRY You're trying very hard not to. It would make it more difficult to see when it's safe to turn right. A sad-looking clown trudges across the pavement in front of you and disappears in a puff of smoke. You blink. You think you might be going slightly mad. >TURN RIGHT Directly across the road from you, one of the cars in the far lane slows as it approaches the turning into the pub car park. Its left indicator flashes for a moment, signalling that the driver intends to enter the car park. Then the indicator goes off for a few seconds. Then it goes on again, the car slowing almost to a stop. The driver must be lost. Or just having an existential crisis about whether to go for a post-work pint. Behind the slow car, several other drivers start beeping their horns. The car comes to a complete stop next to the turning. There might just be enough space for you to turn into the nearer lane and then nip into the far lane in front of the stopped car. You glance right. Nothing coming from the other direction. You check the stopped car again, and start to pull out... At the exact same moment, the stopped car suddenly takes off again, the driver clearly having decided against the pint. You brake sharply, glance in the rear view mirror and reverse the whole two inches of progress you managed to make. >TURN LEFT It would be much easier to turn left onto the road here, I'll grant you. But it would mean you'd have to go all the way up the hill, through the junction with the bad lights and the busy roundabout on the A-road, then crawl all the way along the high street at rush hour before coming back down towards home... it'd probably take you nearly an hour at this time of day. It's not worth it. You need to turn right. >DRIVE STRAIGHT You can't go in that direction as there's no side road directly opposite. >EXIT CAR AND GO TO PUB Getting out of the car is not going to help you turn right. >GO TO PUB Much as you'd love a drink right now, you need to get home. >TURN RIGHT The traffic that built up in the far lane while the indecisive driver was deciding about the pub is still slowly making its way through the lights onto the roundabout, so you can't move at the moment. In your mirrors, you see a sudden movement. A large white van that has been parked in the supermarket car park for some time is pulling out of its space. >X VAN A large white van is moving out of the car park bays and turning into the exit behind you. A dog runs across the pavement in front of you and disappears round the corner. Where on earth is its owner? >WAVE There's no point waving when it's this dark. Nobody can see you when you're in shadow inside your car. >TURN RIGHT The traffic in the far lane finally dissipates, leaving both lanes on the opposite side of the road clear. Unfortunately, cars keep coming from the right. You drum your fingers on the steering wheel impatiently. The large white van drives up behind you and comes to a stop, far too close to the rear end of your car. In the rear view mirror, all you can see is a giant expanse of van. >HONK You really don't want to add to the rush hour cacophony of road rage by using your horn. >X VAN A large white van is parked too closely behind you, its engine revving impatiently. >TURN RIGHT The stream of traffic from the right seems to have become neverending again. The van driver behind you blasts his horn at a deafening volume, making you jump. This does nothing good for your already-high anxiety levels. >TURN RIGHT There's a slight gap in the oncoming traffic from the right, and nothing coming from the left. You're tempted to chance it... but then the cars in front of the gap slow down slightly, making it even smaller. It's too risky to try and squeeze through, so you wait. The van driver behind you blasts his horn angrily again, and in your rear view mirror you see him veer to the side to overtake you, despite the supermarket car park exit being just about wide enough for two small cars at best. You barely manage to move your car onto the pavement next to the exit in time to avoid a collision! The van's rear right wheel damages the car park wall slightly as the van shoots onto the road, the driver managing to slip through the small gap in traffic using some dark van driver magic of which you have no knowledge. Horns blare on the other side of the road as the van barges its way onto the near lane, forcing the cars in the lane to brake. But somehow, the van makes it to the roundabout without a scratch. Blimmin' van drivers. You really wish you had his bravery though. >TURN RIGHT It's still not clear to the left, partly because of the slight jam caused by the van's interruption to the flow of traffic. Looking at the hill, it looks like there might be another gap in traffic coming up, so maybe in a minute... >TURN RIGHT The hoped-for gap in traffic materialises on the opposite side of the road. Unfortunately, it is not matched by a gap on the near side of the road. You stare at the traffic coming from the right, repeating to yourself, 'After this car... after this black one... no, after this one...'. >TURN RIGHT The opposite side of the road has filled with stationary traffic again - both lanes. It looks like it's coming up to the worst part of rush hour, when every road slows to an agonising crawl. You had really hoped to avoid this. There's no getting into either lane at the moment. Unless some kind driver lets you in... >TURN RIGHT The opposite side of the road is still full of traffic. No gaps. Not even the tiniest of gaps for your little car. And now cars are coming from the right again. However, the first car approaching your junction from the right slows slightly. Maybe it's turning into the supermarket car park entrance? But it's not indicating to turn... The car slows to a stop and flashes its headlights at you, signalling that the driver is letting you pull out. Which would be lovely if the other side of the road weren't blocked! You are indicating, yes? You can hear the telltale tick-tock of the indicator, but you double-check you are indicating to turn right and you haven't stupidly put it on left by mistake. Nope, definitely indicating right! What is that driver thinking? Can't they see what the situation is on the other side of the road? Do they expect you to pull out and just sit there, blocking the entire road from the roundabout until the traffic clears on the opposite side? The second car coming from the right slows down behind the first and beeps its horn angrily. The first car waits another few seconds for you to go. You wait helplessly, unsure whether to flash your headlights in this situation. Would it suggest the usual 'thanks, I'll take your kind offer and pull out!' or would it suggest 'no, YOU go ahead' like you want it to? Why don't car headlights have a more accurate method of communication, like a faster-moving version of Morse code? The first car cautiously starts moving again, the driver finally having determined that you're staying put. As it passes you, you can see him glance in your direction and visibly shake his head. 'Well, EXCUSE ME for not wanting to drive headfirst into stationary traffic,' you think. Then you vaguely wonder how long it would take to flash that sentence in Morse code. Judging by how long you've been sitting here already, you might well have the time. >TURN RIGHT Both lanes on the opposite side of the road are starting to clear. This would be great news if it weren't for the neverending stream of traffic from the left having started up again. Where are all these cars coming from? How many people can possibly be driving home from work in this city? Why aren't they all home for tea already? >TURN RIGHT The opposite side of the road is now clear again. Unfortunately, there is still a steady stream of oncoming traffic from the roundabout on the near side. >TURN RIGHT Finally, a lull in the oncoming traffic from the right! But the far lane on the opposite side is full again... However, the nearer opposite lane is clear. It's the wrong lane based on where you want to go, and would cause no end of hassle once actually on the double roundabout (changing lanes on that thing at this time of day is not only almost impossible but also downright dangerous, so you'd probably be stuck going round it a few times), but at this point you're willing to take your chances. You glance to the left and right. Nothing else coming. You release the clutch and make to edge forward... and a sports car comes rocketing round the corner from the right at visibly twice the speed limit. How you love that blind bend. The sports car is followed by further, slower but not-slow-enough, traffic. No roundabout adventures for you this time. >TURN RIGHT Before you can glance left and right for what feels like the thousandth time, somebody knocks on your car window, almost causing you to jump out of your skin. You put the handbrake on and roll down the window. A man is standing by your car with a concerned expression; you recognise him as the supermarket manager. 'You've been sat here a while,' he observes. 'Car trouble?' 'No. Just waiting for a gap. You know how it is this time of night.' You give him a weak smile that you hope comes across as the correct mixture of friendly, embarrassed and apologetic. 'Mmm.' The manager is looking at the chunk of debris on the pavement. 'Did you see what happened to the wall?' 'Um, yes. There was a white van, went past me in a bit of a rush. Clipped the wall slightly.' You don't bother elucidating. You know the manager will have the CCTV footage if he needs it. 'Oh.' The manager seems unsurprised. 'Him again.' >TURN RIGHT Miraculously, the road appears to have cleared on both sides. You move to roll the window back up, but the manager catches your eye again. You return his gaze reluctantly. 'You didn't happen to get any dashcam footage?' he asks. 'I'll check the CCTV but you might be in the way if I remember the camera angle rightly.' 'No, sorry. Don't have a dashcam.' You keep scanning the road desperately. 'No probs. Just thought I'd ask.' As soon as the manager turns away again, you roll up the window, check both ways one more time and release the handbrake... just as yet another car comes barrelling round the corner from the right. You put your feet back on the brakes, defeated. The manager wanders back inside the doors of the supermarket. >TURN RIGHT The stream of cars from the roundabout to the right dries up again. You glance left. A row of three buses - all bearing the same route number - are thundering down from the hill in the nearer lane. You can see as they pass that they're rammed full of tired-looking standing passengers. The buses are followed by another stream of cars, so there's no gap for you just yet. >TURN RIGHT The three buses are stopped at the roundabout lights, meaning that the nearer lane opposite you is blocked. Glancing at the pedestrian crossing to your right, you can see a horde of students all crossing the road together. >X STUDENTS It's a horde of university students, presumably from one of the universities in the city centre. They tend to live in rented accommodation closer to where they study (can't roll out of bed at 8:50am for your 9am lecture if you live too far away from campus), but they do sometimes come out to the suburbs, attracted by the better pubs. They look ludicrously young. You're sure you didn't look that young when you were a student. After all, it wasn't that long ago. Was it? >X BUSES Three double-decker buses are queueing at the roundabout lights in the nearer opposite lane. Being buses, they take up a lot of room, and so they're blocking your path over to the far lane. >TURN RIGHT One of the students appears to have spilt a bag of something on the road. Round plastic tokens of some sort? Tiddliwinks? Poker chips? POGs? (Are POGs a thing again? Has 1990s nostalgia reached that extent? Are you forever doomed not to know these things because you're old now?) Some of the other students are helping the hapless spiller to pick all the tokens up. The lights at the crossing turn green. The students are still standing in the middle of the road, picking up the tokens. The bus at the front of the queue at the lights blares its horn. The students ignore it and continue picking up the tokens. The opposite side of the road remains blocked by the buses. >TURN RIGHT The students finally finish picking up their tokens and finish crossing the road. They do not appear to be in a hurry to do so. The first bus blasts its horn one last time in annoyance and rolls through the crossing onto the roundabout, followed by its fellow buses. Both the opposite lanes gradually clear of traffic. Unfortunately, as the students have now finished crossing the road, all the traffic that was previously stuck on the roundabout is now pouring towards you from the right. >TURN RIGHT The stream of traffic from the right is still constant. You stare at the oncoming cars, trying to meet each driver's eyes in turn, desperately hoping that someone will take pity on you while the opposite side of the road is still clear. But they don't even glance your way as they drive past. >TURN RIGHT Traffic is starting to come down from the hill to the left again. You knew the opposite side of the road wouldn't be clear for long. But what's this? The first car approaching is slowing down. The driver flashes his headlights, signalling that he's letting you in! You glance to the right. A black car is approaching quickly. After this one... As it passes, you glance at the car across the road again to check he's still letting you through. Yes! You glance to the right again. A red car is approaching quickly. After this one... As it passes, you glance at the kind driver again to check he's still not moving. Yes! Let's go! You glance to the right again. A white car is approaching quickly. After this one... As it passes, you glance at the stopped car again to check it's still stopped. Yes! And nothing to the right! You start to move forward... And at the exact same moment, the stopped driver decides he's had enough of waiting for you and drives forward again, blocking the lane. Miserably, you edge back into the car park exit. >TURN RIGHT More traffic fills both lanes on the opposite side of the road as the lights at the roundabout crossing turn red again. Everything grinds to a halt once more. You start to consider just reversing back into the car park, walking home and coming back later - AFTER rush hour is long over - to pick up the car. >REVERSE CAR You're seriously tempted to reverse into the car park, park there and collect the car later. But it's been a really long day, and the thought of even ten minutes on your feet carrying shopping is just too much right now. There HAS to be a gap in the traffic eventually. >TURN RIGHT After what feels like an age, the lights at the roundabout crossing turn green again. The cars at the front of the queue start moving, but are soon replaced by other vehicles coming down from the hill to the left. A couple of cars emerge from the roundabout to the right and zoom past you. >X CARS Endless traffic. It's rush hour, so unfortunately there's a lot of it. >TURN RIGHT The lanes of traffic on the opposite side of the road finally clear. You glance to the left towards the hill. Nothing more coming that way at the moment. You glance to the right, fully expecting another stream of cars from the roundabout to be making its way towards you. But it's clear. It's really clear! You check one last time in both directions. Yes! You take your chance, release the brakes, put your foot on the accelerator and shoot across the road into the far lane, where you've wanted to be for so long! As you cross the lanes, another car comes flying round the bend from the roundabout and blares its horn. But you don't care because you're across before it can even come close to hitting you! You're free! Well, you will be once you've navigated the double roundabout. But that's a whole other adventure... Congratulations! You have successfully turned right. << START >> When a white arrow appears on the screen, press the down key to continue reading the text. When a yellow box flashes on the screen, like this, press enter or click the mouse to continue. QUESTION -> This game is about a driving manoeuvre made in the UK. Do you want a (very) brief description of everything you need to know about British driving before playing the game? This game is about a driving manoeuvre made in the UK. Do you want a (very) brief description of everything you need to know about British driving before playing the game? >TSTOP Invalid Choice. This game is about a driving manoeuvre made in the UK. Do you want a (very) brief description of everything you need to know about British driving before playing the game? >2 ANSWER -> 1 It's been a long day, but you're so nearly home. You've picked up the shopping - a pint of milk and everything you need for cooking tonight. As you walk out of the supermarket doors and back to your car, you yawn. You're really looking forward to an evening in front of the TV. Bags thrown on the backseat, you climb into the driver's seat, start the engine and navigate out to the car park exit. You hope you'll get onto the road without too much trouble. It can be tricky to get across to the far lane at this time of night. You edge into the right-hand lane and glance up and down the busy road. It'll be okay. All you have to do is turn right. Turn Right © Dee Cooke 2024 | Created for IFComp 2024 Version 0.1.0 | Adventuron 1.0.0 Beta 83 Adventuron system created by Chris Ainsley (https://adventuron.io) In-game font: 'Open Sans' by Steve Matteson Map font: 'Gill Sans MT' by Eric Gill Cover font: 'Familiar Pro Bold' by Roger S. Nelsson Playtesting by Amanda Walker, Andrew Schultz, B. J. Best, Daniel Stelzer, dott. Piergiorgio, Geth Rees and manonamora Graphics by Dee Cooke, with a little help from GIMP Type HELP during the game for help. Type OPTIONS for help with toggling the display settings. Type TSTART to start a transcript and TSTOP to stop it (it will save to your browser downloads). All transcripts, comments, bug reports and other feedback are welcome! Please send them to dee.e.cooke@gmail.com. You're in the exit of the supermarket car park, trying to turn right. >TSTOP