don't text, I'm diving deep in pre-internet text-based RPGs again. I'm breathing in the sea town air of Mercinae. I hear the waves crash upon the great dark spires of Parrius as I make my way to Meeting Place, whereupon I will find Zaphod sharpening his axe. the glory of Avalon
      …in reply to @404boyfriend
      this will flop because you people still refuse to recognize the superiority Avalon: The Legend Lives (1989) holds not only over other text-based RPG games, but also over most computer games one might speak of.