I’m playing through Duck Quest v1.3 (Mac OS 9). Ironduck.
You play a little duck called Milbert. He is armed with a cudgel.
Level 1. A simple room with no enemies. GG.
Level 2. These static duck icons add 1HP.
Level 3. Encountered first enemy. He looks like a woodsman. Combat strategy is basic.
Levels 4-24. No new characters, objects or gameplay mechanics detected.
Level 25. With a furtive quack Milbert waddled across the moss eaten slabs and was cruelly raped from behind by the first of many nameless lumberjacks who inhabited this dungeon floor. I could hardly blame them. These men had been living underground for years and a quivering duck anus was just too golden a prospect to pass up. But what were a colony of seemingly healthy woodsmen doing living 25 levels under the earth? With this thought running through his head Milbert beat back the hillbilly with a flurry of cudgel swipes. And as four more went down Milbert collapsed against the rough hewn walls to contemplate his situation. Lets establish the facts he thought aloud: an all male colony of at least forty lumberjacks inhabited a deep underground complex. They are dressed in identical uniform and there seemed to be no established hierarchy. They wield hatchets and produce crude icons of ducks which they imbue with healing properties and scatter throughout their caverns. Milberts best guess was that these were survivalist on the lam from the IRS but that still didn’t explain the ducks. Plucking a severed lumberjack penis from his rectum Milbert descended the final staircase and left the dungeon.
Well that’s it. I completed Duck Quest.
You play a little duck called Milbert. He is armed with a cudgel.
Level 1. A simple room with no enemies. GG.
Level 2. These static duck icons add 1HP.
Level 3. Encountered first enemy. He looks like a woodsman. Combat strategy is basic.
Levels 4-24. No new characters, objects or gameplay mechanics detected.
Level 25. With a furtive quack Milbert waddled across the moss eaten slabs and was cruelly raped from behind by the first of many nameless lumberjacks who inhabited this dungeon floor. I could hardly blame them. These men had been living underground for years and a quivering duck anus was just too golden a prospect to pass up. But what were a colony of seemingly healthy woodsmen doing living 25 levels under the earth? With this thought running through his head Milbert beat back the hillbilly with a flurry of cudgel swipes. And as four more went down Milbert collapsed against the rough hewn walls to contemplate his situation. Lets establish the facts he thought aloud: an all male colony of at least forty lumberjacks inhabited a deep underground complex. They are dressed in identical uniform and there seemed to be no established hierarchy. They wield hatchets and produce crude icons of ducks which they imbue with healing properties and scatter throughout their caverns. Milberts best guess was that these were survivalist on the lam from the IRS but that still didn’t explain the ducks. Plucking a severed lumberjack penis from his rectum Milbert descended the final staircase and left the dungeon.
Well that’s it. I completed Duck Quest.
