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The Furcation Game
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can I kill this now? *sharpens knife*
You can try.
nights, rab] Aww, come on, all it needs is a little love! There's not even all those drama threads wafting around, an' if you wriggle out of the celeb commentary and mash together another couple of threads it's barely any work at all! Thinks: maybe I could make another move, send it in a brown envelope to someone else, and they could play on!
[Tuj] Fear not. My last comment should have a dangling '...but it won't work' attached to it.
[rab] are you sure? I'm really rather good at killing things.






I've said too much.
I beg to differ...


The latest bifurcating limerick, reposted from the limericks game
  • CdM - Waiter! The bill, if you please / Excuse me, can we get the check [Raak] That had me laughing out loud.
  • Irouleguy - As soon as we've finished our cheese/And we're moving inside 'fore we freeze

    Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec/Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
  • Botherer - Our taxi awaits/The hideous stilton / It's cold enough out/The troublesome weather // The flight from Toronto/It flies in an hour / Except for the beer/I've got an account
  • Juxtapose - curse you, botherer... okay, I'll try line four
  • Chalky - [Jux] Ha! that happened to me last time - Raak beat me to Line 4 by about 10 minutes. So I copped Line 5. Deep joy :-)
  • Juxtapose - Waiter! The bill, if you please
    As soon as we've finished our cheese
    Our taxi awaits
    So no further debates / In the United States

    Waiter! The bill, if you please
    As soon as we've finished our cheese
    The hideous stilton
    You serve at the Hilton / Could cause one to wilt on

    Waiter! The bill, if you please
    And we're moving inside 'fore we freeze
    It's cold enough out
    That my pitcher of stout / To destroy without doubt

    Waiter! The bill, if you please
    And we're moving inside 'fore we freeze
    The troublesome weather
    Has froze us together / Has ruined the leather

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
    The flight from Toronto
    Is taking off pronto / Will quickly be gone so

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
    It flies in an hour
    By platypus power / So bring it right now or

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
    Except for the beer
    Charge that to Rich Gere / And these hazelnuts here

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
    I've got an account
    Of a stunning amount / Thanks to Ms. Lisa Blount
Kicking it off...

Waiter! The bill, if you please
As soon as we've finished our cheese
Our taxi awaits
So no further debates
We've all to be busy as bees

Waiter! The bill, if you please
As soon as we've finished our cheese
Our taxi awaits
In the United States
So we've got a long flight overseas

Waiter! The bill, if you please
As soon as we've finished our cheese
The hideous stilton
You serve at the Hilton
Has brought half the room to it's knees

Waiter! The bill, if you please
As soon as we've finished our cheese
The hideous stilton
Could cause one to wilt on
This nouvelle cuisine pair of peas
[hehe, 'nouvelle cuisine'...]
Is anyone raring to have a go at the next bit? (and I nearly spelt my screenname 'Knoobbfly')
OK, Knobbfly, here goes...

Excuse me, can we get the check
Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
The flight from Toronto
Is taking off pronto
If I miss it, I'll end up a wreck

Excuse me, can we get the check
Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
The flight from Toronto
Will quickly be gone so
Make doubly sure it's correct

Excuse me, can we get the check
Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
It flies in an hour
By platypus power
Twin engined duck-billed Lockheed jet

Excuse me, can we get the check
Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
It flies in an hour
So bring it right now or
It'll be a right pain in the neck

Phew! I don't claim they're any good (but I'm quite proud of the Lockheed one), but someone else can have the last 4!
OK, this might not have been the greatest of ideas....Still, I started, so I should finish

Excuse me, can we get the check
Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
Except for the beer
Charge that to Rich Gere
Teach him to be a smart aleck

Excuse me, can we get the check
Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
Except for the beer
And these hazelnuts here
Which came from the crew of Star Trek

Excuse me, can we get the check
Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
I've got an account
Of a stunning amount
Far more than we owe for this dreck

Excuse me, can we get the check
Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
I've got an account
Thanks to Ms. Lisa Blount
And her shy fiancé Vivek
Actually it's not finished yet... we missed the "Waiter! The bill, if you please And we're moving inside 'fore we freeze" bit out. However I'm all out of funny rhymes for 'please'
Can I be bold enough to suggest we draw a line in the cyber-sand and move on? A brave experiment that appears to have lost the will to live...

tentatively...
And I'll even start us up afresh...

A rare Patagonian llama
Suffered a cranial trauma / Was purchased by Ken Nakayama (you realize we'll need 32 rhymes for "llama" by the end of this nonsense...)
Well, I believe there's only one way to resolve this debacle, and as I started it:

A rare Patagonian llama
Suffered a cranial trauma
The reason, you see
Was just because he
Was purchased by Ken Nakayama.


There. Complete, with no loss of honour, Nakayama-san. Apart from the fact you damaged the poor creature's cranium.
So, what of the Furcation Game we're really all here for?
[Tuj] I think it's furcked off.
We could always do another furckin limerick, eh?
I say "we" in the broadest, communal, sense, of course, having not, in fact, contributed to the last one in any way.
[Tuj] re. Furcation Game - we're still waiting for Projoy's masterpiece which he was going to post circa Christmas 2003 :-)
I'm working on it, I swear. Give a man some time, here. :-)
...although I fear it will now be impossible to live up to the promise that such an extended wait portends.
That's a very good point. I seem to remember you talking about it in the car when we were going up to Rugby last year.
Perhaps I should set myself a deadline to get me going: if I haven't posted it by 2015, you're welcome to go and close the game :).
Instead of limericks you could do palindromes to explain why the devil never even lived?
Egad! A base tone denotes a bad age! I did see referees, did I?
[Projoy] That's quarter past eight on which day?
Maybe a whip-round will give Projoy the filip he needs.
*chuckles*
Well don't say i didn't try to help...

The Furcation game was so pleasant
With more spirit than Annie Besant
But all things must pass
All flesh is as grass
It's time to say Mornington Crescent!
Or even just Mornington Crescent
[Irouléguy] Have you actually looked up to see the great game that once was? This behemoth has a little bit of distance to go yet. It's just stalled, that's all.
Just stalled? Look, matey, I know a dead game when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
I don't think so. And, unfortunately for you, what I say, goes. :)
the boy has a point. we are all slaves to rab's mood in this case (and no-one can remember the terminating move either).
[nights] There isn't one :)
Cheers three for rab. Are there any current rumours of a move afoot?
I haveN'T THE FIRst clue about HTML, so you won't have one from me.
nights] You don't need it - just hi-jack someone else's table and reword (repaint if desired). That's how I learned.
I got about 33% through composing a move this weekend, but because of the nature of it, I have to start again from the beginnning (or very nearly) if I don't create and post it within a short space of time. Watch this space.
Anyone for a quick game of "Where's my yoghurt?" while we wait for Projoy's ineffable masterpiece?
blame] How do we play this? And isn't "quick" a little optimistic?
Given how seldom I eat it, my yoghurt is probably still in a cow.
mine's probably in the fridge in Bath where I left it in June. THAT should give the letting company a surprise.
For some reason, mine's started calling itself "Bob".
Bob the Yog?
It's short for Robert the Yoghurt.
How does the markup work?
[Palnatoke] Have a look at Dr Qux+um's excellent site, where you will learn more than you ever thought possible about HTML
You know, I was afraid to look in here, as the last version of this game used to crash my browser when I tried to open it. And now I come in here using the powerful server at work, and I find you all standing around gossiping!
Last actual move in the game was 29th July 2004...
That's quite a while ago isn't it. Projoy murmered something about a Korean epic, if I recall...
I wouldn't hold your breath, necessarily. As mentioned I did once get about 20% of the way through a move, but if I don't do it all in a very short period it usually means I have to start from scratch again.
20, 33, whatever.
Try scratching?
Heh, almost three months later I answer your question Tuj: "Where's my yoghurt?" has a very similar relationship to the concept of "rules" as does the game of Mornington Crescent. Or to put it another way I made it up. Still, it got us talking for 6 moves. Maybe I should invent the game then... erm...

Okay everyone, I've hidden my yoghurt. I'll do a short and probably obscene mime of where I put it, then you can start guessing...
<mime>
Waves hands around slowly and stands on one leg. Falls over.
</mime>
Okay, start guessing. Yoghurt search on.
Has it been consumed by that baby walrus by your side?
this is queer
No it's not - it's rather gay actually - much like the Rupert-the-bear-style scarf which was worn in the mime. Is that a significant prop, blamelewis??
Darn it! Who left this yoghurt here? I've just got it all over my trouse... oh, sorry... hope I didn't spoil the game for anyone. Carry on...
Well, now that that's been cleaned up, perhaps we could try another round. <mime>
Raises left hand above head and hold right arm out fully extended, while scratching right calf with left foot. Falls over noisily.
</mime>

I'll give you a clue - it's a low-fat cherry one.
Stab in the dark - is it a pie?
What's a low-fat cherry?
Is it under that low, fat, cherry tree?
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