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''Murph's Day Out''
by: Michael Miele
Made in a rushed 2 hours for PCT Game Jam 2016
[[Let's get this party started!]]It is a wonderful Spring morning. Birds are singing out of key and the local paperboy has decided that the roof is an appropriate place to put your paper. The sun just peeking over the horizon seeps through the windowpane of an extraordinarily ordinary man named Murph Lawson.
Murph goes to open his eyes once the light becomes bright enough to be annoying. He yawns and stretches and goes to get off the bed.
[[swing legs over the side]]
[[lean forward and tumble out of bed]]
[[go back to sleep]]
Murph decides to swing his legs over the side of the bed. In doing so, he distubs his peacefully sleeping cat, Mr.Whiskers.
Mr.Whiskers is not thrilled to be up at this early of an hour.
He shows his appreciation with many scratches to your face.
Murph screams and falls back onto the bed, managing to dislodge the cat with the momentum. Unfortunately, his momentum also wraps him up in the covers once more. Murph's eyes start to get sleepy.
[[Fight it!]]
[[Sandman here I come!]]Murph decides to have a healthy gymnastics tumble to start this beatiful day! He springs up and gets into a standing position on the bed. And after a few bounces on the bed springs he launches himself forward and begins to roll.
Only during the roll does he remember that he is not, in fact, a gymnastics expert.
Too little, too late Murph...
He falls off the bed and without the proper form lands squarely on his neck. Severing the connection between his spinal cord and his brain.
Murph dies with his pajamas still on and a perturbed cat lying on his bed.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You found the first death. You should be proud/ashamed!//
''//Achievements//''
//First Death//
//Gymnastics for Breakfast//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]]
Murph decides that he wishes to sleep a little bit longer. He rolls over in bed and gets comfortable again. He starts to drift off to sleep, only to be woken up by the roar of construction equipment outside.
It appears that the city wants to do some renovations right at this very moment.
Murph can't sleep in these conditions. Something must be done about this!
[[Go outside and complain]]
[[Wait it out in bed, it'll go away eventually]]Murph flings his covers off of his body in a dramatic flourish. He won't let sleep control his body! He is strong! He is resolute! He is sorry that he flung his covers across the room.
For in the corner of the room, a small fan was whirring unnoticed. The blanket quickly gets tangled in the blades and makes a horrid sound of knashing cotton and metal.
Perhaps Murph should leave...
[[Try and fix it. That's a perfectly good fan!]]
[[Get outta dodge. Now.]]
Murph pines for the sweet embrace of sleep and tries to get comfortable.
He starts to drift off to sleep, only to be woken up by the roar of construction equipment outside.
It appears that the city wants to do some renovations right at this very moment.
Murph can't sleep in these conditions. Something must be done about this!
[[Assert yourself]]
[[Just wake up already]]Murph figured the most sensible thing to do is to go outside and complain to the construction workers. Surely they will listen to logic and reason.
But first, Murph needed to get dressed. He doubted that anyone would take him seriously in his pajamas.
[[Go to closet]]
[[Go to dresser]]
Yes, patience is a virtue after all. Murph will jsut wait it out until the sounds pass.
Minutes pass by, then hours, then days.
Murph doesn't want to be rude, but this was getting ridiculous. He's been surviving on lint and sheer force of will. After the fifth solid day of construction, Murph took action!
He got up from his bed and opened up the window to yell out to the workers.
"Can't you guys quiet it down! I'm trying to sle..."
But Murph couldn't finish. A brick to the mouth normally makes that quite diffcult to do.
As Murph bleeds out in his home, the extremely touchy construction workers start their work once again. They had an important job to do after all.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//Master Lint Gobbler//
//Patient Man//
//Lick a Brick//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]] Murph walks over to the fan and pulls with all his might to try and dislodge the stuck fabric. The fan continues to whirr and get even more of the blanket stuck inside of it.
Murph has a sudden flash of inspiration and goes to turn the fan off from the back side.
By this point however, the fan has become so intangled that the fan blades are straining against the fabric and have stopped moving altogether. Murph casually flicks the switch and walks away. Only a second later does he hear an intense whizzing coming towards his head. In an instant, Murph learns what it feels like to experience decapitation.
In the brief moment of consciousness that he has before dying he remembers that he accidentally flicked the reverse switch on the fan. It must have caused the metal blade to come loose and slice off his head.
Oh well, can't win them all.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//I'm your Biggest Fan//
//No Rest for the Weary//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]] Murph dashes out of his bedroom as the fan starts to overheat.
As he runs down his hallway, he hears a huge explosion that pushes him down the rest of his hallway.
Murph looks back at his destroyed room and contemplates whether or not his insurance policy will cover this incident.
He feels as though he is forgetting something, but can't quite place his finger on it. He's sure it will come to him eventually.
Murph gets up and brushes the remaining debris off of his pajamas. Now the only question was what to do next?
[[Get breakfast]]
[[Turn on the news]]Murph prepares a balanced breakfast of ham and eggs with a side of white toast and some orange juice.
After some relaxing televison, Murph decides that it's time to get dressed.
He goes to his bedroom and puts on his usual outfit with very little fuss and walks back into his living room to put on his shoes.
[[Tie them up]]
[[Slip them on]]Murph wants to get his daily dose of television before anything else. He flips on the set and changes the channels until he reaches his favorite news station. They are running a story that seems to be important.
Murph notices that the newscaster is a lovely shade of green for some reason. In fact, most of the crew is a lovely shade of green. Murph listens intently to the news story they are broadcasting.
Turns out that Murph's favorite news station is a front for a hostile alien takeover. The news station has been silently turning people's brains to mush over the course of these past few months.
Murph felt a cold trickle come out of his ear as they said this. A strange pink liquid seemed to be oozing from his left ear. Before he could contemplate what this had to do with the aliens, he was on the floor.
Murph enjoyed his televison, but so did the aliens.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//Cat-Scratch Fever//
//Brain Puree//
//Cool Guys Don't Look at Exlposions//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]] Murph walks over to his small closet full of clothes but fails to notice the precariously placed cord on the floor that's connected to an equally precariously placed lamp.
Murph trips on the cord and the lamp hits him on the back of the head. The blow is strong enough to knock Murph unconscious. He doesn't wake up.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//Lights Out//
//Graceful Swan//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]] Murph walks over to his large dresser filled to the brim with his
various types of clothes.
Now what to wear?
[[Formal]]
[[Business Casual]]
[[Casual]]Murph recently attended a seminar on "How to be More Assertive in Your Everyday Life" and thought this would be the perfect time to test it out.
Murph figured the most sensible thing to do is to go outside and assert himself as a force to be reckoned with.
He leaves his house and yells to the construction foreman to stop working at once and let him get some sleep.
Unfortunately, Murph forgot that he was wearing his pajamas. The construction workers begin to laugh maniacally and keel over from laughter.
Without the workers at the helm, the machines started to move erraticaly. Murph barely had a chance to get out of the way before he was flattened by a steamroller.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//Cat-Scratch Fever//
//Assertive Guy//
//Pajama Party//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]] There's no use in trying to sleep through all this racket. Murph decides that it's time to get up. He gets up from bed and begins to walk down the hallway.
On the way to his living room, he trips over his beloved cat, Mr. Whiskers and lands face first into an exposed nail.
The resulting tetanus kills Murph instantly.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//Cat-Scratch Fever//
//Pajama Party//
//Underfoot//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]] A smart business suit and tie will be just the thing to woo those construction workers.
Murph goes to pull out the clothes he wants and begins to put them on.
In the process of doing this he gets frustrated and starts to pull on the tie around his neck. He pulls so hard that he ends up
choking himself out.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//Ready for Confrontation//
//Dapper Fellow//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]] Murph thinks that a nice polo shirt and khakis would be the best thing for this situation. Not too much and not too little.
Murph goes to pull out the clothes he wants and begins to put them on.
He gets them on without much trouble and makes his way [[outside]].Murph thinks that a nice casual shirt and jeans would be just the thing to wear for the construction workers. Help them to see him as an equal.
Murph goes to pull out the clothes he wants and begins to put them on.
In the process of doing this he gets frustrated because the clothes are too loose around his waist. He tries to tighten it up with the belt and ends up collapsing some of his ribs in the process.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//Ready for Confrontation//
//Kick Back and Relax//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]] Once in full view of the construction crew, Murph begins to speak.
"Hey I don't mean to be a bother to you fellows, but you're making quite the ruckus and I can't get any shuteye!"
The construction crew contemplates Murph's argument for a long time.
Their counter argument is a brick to his face.
//Death Screen//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//Ready for Confrontation//
//Just Dressy Enough//
//Lick a Brick//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]]Murph opens up his shoes and goes to tie them. He pulls hard on the laces and ends up breaking them. Murph stares at the laces in his hands and soon his vision goes red.
He goes into an uncontrollable berserker rage and starts flinging furniture around his house. His rampage takes him through the entire city. The death and destruction that Murph Lawson manages to cause is enough for the Air Force to be called in and an airstrike is arranged.
Murph's body is disintegrated by a barrage of military grade missiles before too long.
//Death Screen!!!//
//Congratulations! You died!//
''//Achievements//''
//Cat-Scratch Fever//
//No Rest for the Weary//
//Cool Guys Don't Look at Exlposions//
//Part of a Balanced Breakfast//
//Hulked Out//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]]Murph doesn't bother to retie his shoes. They were tied last night. He decides to just slip them on without much resistance.
Murph opens his door and steps outside into the bright sunlight. For some reason, he feels like things are gonna go his way today.
//Life Screen!!!//
//Congratulations! You lived!//
''//Achievements//''
//Cat-Scratch Fever//
//No Rest for the Weary//
//Cool Guys Don't Look at Exlposions//
//Part of a Balanced Breakfast//
//Made it Out Alive//
[[Retry? ->Let's get this party started!]]