From babd9d50cbe49e8980db110b6d3c7f3dfcab7e8d Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Kestrel Gregorich-Trevor Date: Thu, 5 Oct 2023 09:26:34 -0500 Subject: [PATCH] Encyclopedia: Bells, credit cards, and stalkers. Replace the encyclopedia entries for bells, credit cards, and stalkers with those suggested by aosdict. Sourced from xnethack. --- dat/data.base | 77 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++-------------- 1 file changed, 56 insertions(+), 21 deletions(-) diff --git a/dat/data.base b/dat/data.base index 42307c3ea..3b4048d58 100644 --- a/dat/data.base +++ b/dat/data.base @@ -503,18 +503,23 @@ bell of opening * Old Tom was the single cracked bronze bell in the University bell tower. [ Eric, by Terry Pratchett ] -*bell - They were old Chimes, trust me. Centuries ago, these Bells had - been baptized by bishops: so many centuries ago, that the register - of their baptism was lost long, long before the memory of man, and - no one knew their names. They had had their Godfathers and - Godmothers, these Bells (for my own part, by the way, I would - rather incur the responsibility of being Godfather to a Bell than - a Boy), and had their silver mugs no doubt, besides. - But Time had mowed down their sponsors, and Henry the Eighth had - melted down their mugs; and they now hung, nameless and mugless, - in the church-tower. - [ The Chimes, by Charles Dickens ] +~*engraved*bell* +*bell* + Hear the sledges with the bells -- + Silver bells! + What a world of merriment their melody foretells! + How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, + In the icy air of night! + While the stars that oversprinkle + All the heavens, seem to twinkle + With a crystalline delight; + Keeping time, time, time, + In a sort of Runic rhyme, + To the tintinabulation that so musically wells + From the bells, bells, bells, bells, + Bells, bells, bells -- + From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. + [ The Bells, by Edgar Allan Poe ] blindfold The blindfolding was performed by binding a piece of the yellowish linen whereof those of the Amahagger who condescended @@ -1083,9 +1088,19 @@ cream pie [ The Vor Game, by Lois McMaster Bujold ] credit card charge card - Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of - imagination. - [ Oscar Wilde ] + "We are not worried about the expiration date," repeated the + barman, satisfied that he now had Ford Prefect's full attention; + "we are worried about the entire piece of plastic." + "What?" said Ford. He seemed a little taken aback. + "This," said the barman, holding out the card as if it were a + small fish whose soul had three weeks earlier winged its way to + the Land Where Fish Are Eternally Blessed. "We don't accept it." + [...] + "But you don't understand," said Ford, his expression slowly + ripening from a little taken abackness into rank incredulity, + "this is the American Express card. It is the finest way of + settling bills known to man. Haven't you read their junk mail?" + [ So Long, and Thanks For All The Fish, by Douglas Adams ] *crocodile A big animal with the appearance of a lizard, constituting an order of the reptiles (_Loricata_ or _Crocodylia_), the @@ -5042,12 +5057,32 @@ stair* Dr. Peter Venkman: They go up. [ Ghostbusters, directed by Ivan Reitman, written by Dan Ackroyd and Harold Ramis ] -stalker -invisible stalker - The Writer: Won't they come after us? - The Stalker: No, they're scared to death of it. - The Writer: Of what? - [ Stalker, directed by Andrei Tarkovsky ] +*stalker + “You don’t understand,” he said, “who I am or what I am. I’ll show + you. By Heaven! I’ll show you.” Then he put his open palm over his + face and withdrew it. The centre of his face became a black + cavity. “Here,” he said. He stepped forward and handed Mrs. Hall + something which she, staring at his metamorphosed face, accepted + automatically. Then, when she saw what it was, she screamed + loudly, dropped it, and staggered back. The nose—it was the + stranger’s nose! pink and shining—rolled on the floor. + + Then he removed his spectacles, and everyone in the bar gasped. He + took off his hat, and with a violent gesture tore at his whiskers + and bandages. For a moment they resisted him. A flash of horrible + anticipation passed through the bar. “Oh, my Gard!” said some one. + Then off they came. + + It was worse than anything. Mrs. Hall, standing open-mouthed and + horror-struck, shrieked at what she saw, and made for the door of + the house. Everyone began to move. They were prepared for scars, + disfigurements, tangible horrors, but nothing! The bandages and + false hair flew across the passage into the bar, making a + hobbledehoy jump to avoid them. Everyone tumbled on everyone else + down the steps. For the man who stood there shouting some + incoherent explanation, was a solid gesticulating figure up to the + coat-collar of him, and then—nothingness, no visible thing at all! + [ The Invisible Man, by H. G. Wells ] ~statue trap statue* Then at last he began to wonder why the lion was standing so