pgplus/bin/
pgplus/help_files/
pgplus/port_redirector/
pgplus/src/configure/makefiles/
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#	These are comments
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#  rooms take the following form
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#  id
#  name
#  enter msg
#  description, ending with a blank # on a newline
#  exits, ending with 'end'
#  auto messages, ending with 'end'
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room
in the Playground.
runs into the Playground.


The playground is awash with children. Running, screaming, shouting,
playing, fighting, kicking and singing with each other. The sound is
deafening and yet you seem to be mesmorised by the whole scene.

A huge clock on the building announces to the children that its <M:hour>:<M:min>
although they seem hellbent on making the most of the precious time there
is left.

There is a shout of "Oy! <M:name>" from within the crowd. Looks like you're
wanted to play ...

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boot
potty
end
end
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boot
in the boot room.
is forced to go away for being bad.


The nasty smell and the green slime dripping down the walls indicate that
maybe this isn't the nicest of places to be. There is a faint smell
of something rotting and the silence is occasionally punctuated by
someone screaming.

# 
room
end
You feel that the walls are closing in
A scream shatters the silence
end
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potty
worshipping the ivory throne.
goes to talk to a man about a horse.


This is a "relaxed rules" room. Provided you aren't too offensive you can
say what you like.

However if you do overstep the mark don't be suprised if someone deals
with you.

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room
end
end
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# The SUs quiet room 
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comfy
is relaxing in the back room.
fades to a secret place.

The luxurious sofas scattered around the large study beckon you, to settle
down and relax. Your eyelids almost start drooping, finally at last some
peace and quiet. The warmth of the fire burning cheerfully away in the
hearth makes you warm and relaxed. Keeping the room lit, with cheerful
little whispers of flames which dart about merrily.
   Bookshelves line much of the walls, and here and there a book is sitting
on a chair, or table. The accumulated nomenclature and knowledge of years of
programming lines the wall in a collage, you wish you'd never looked at, but
is useful now and then. Amongst the books on programming fortunately are
many novels, collections of poems and short stories. From Cervantes to
Nietzsche to Archer to Blyton, the odd book now and then catching your gaze,
ah there's some Dr Seuss! Sit down quietly, take your shoes off, and relax.
   There is what appears to be a drinks cabinet, and fridge over in the
corner, and opposite that with scattered speakers about the room, sits
a battered old stereogram with lots of newer wires and additions smiling
out. Some quiet classical music emanates quietly around you, too soft to
make out, but pleasing to the ears.
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end
end
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