Good luck with your own crawler!Ts ts ts...Schoening wrote:I have never Played Dungeon Master
Go and play Dungeon Master this instant, you naughty boy! 
. Let us know if you have any interesting stories to share about stuff that's happened in DM - those sorts of things are always good to hear 
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But I like stone golems bringing me stale bread once in a while, heh . That's quite a bit of bad luck. If I remember correctly, the only place a giggler could steal from in the original DM/CSB versions for Amiga/Atari was the left hand. Items kept anywhere else were safe from thieving.The Journeyman wrote:So there we were in the level just below the junction of the ways. A room full of pits with stacks of red munchers coming up. The heroes had some decent weapons and up comes a giggler. One slash and the creature is gone. Once the cloud disappeared this never before seen item appeared. Upon further investigation it turned out to be lock picks! We thought a whole new world of possibilities just opened up to us, no more confusion and no more locked doors, cause nothing would be safe from us and the lock picks. It maybe that we needed to train to lo master ninja for some doors in order to use 'em, but what the hell, it will be done! I said something along the line of "quick, get the hell out". My brother put the lock picks in the left hand, cause mind you, there were still munchers hanging around in the area and the heroes already poisened and all. So we go one step east. Then we hear a giggling sound and upon turning the back of another thief running away like there's no tomorrow. Naturally the hand were the lock picks were was empty now. We go after it through all the open area with pits left and right, but to no avail. Instead we inadvertently summoned up munchers on every side and the heroes died in no time!
And in all the years to come (during the atari/amiga gaming era) we never saw the lock picks again.
If that's the trap I think you referring to, I may have used that 1 to my advantage a few times, deliberately triggering the trap with monsters between me and the fireball launchers and saving myself a little mana.Yeah, and another door where you get blasted by fireballs if you don't use the key
and about starting a small project that grows into a big project, I know that feeling, my own custom dungeon has undergone much the same sort of metamorphosis. 
some great replies on this thread inc the one above, very enjoyable readingbeowuuf wrote:Hello, my name is Michael, I'm 27, I live in Aberdeen for the moment and I'm a se....wait, wrong meeting.
I'm a DM fan from waaaaaaaaay back when I first saw it on the Atari. My friend played it, and I loved the completely open interface and feel of doing anything. Unfortunately, when I played it I walked into walls all the time and threw clothes at the first creature I met, and my friend never let me play it again. I had to wait til mid teens to get an Amiga, and even then it was accident when a family friend happened to give me the game and explian why it was good. I beleive he managed to last abotu two seconds before I grabbed it out of his hands and drooled and hugged it. The friend, and a few others got into it too, and we basically had fun competing to get through, or helping each other in the weirder bits like the kings tombs/riddle rooms on six.!
GREAT THREAD ... but then again, I used that avatar until about last December so I guess I'm a bit biased... 
