Quickly, I made my way onto the plane and smiled at the flight attendant! HA! It worked... she did not see the âFORBIDDEN BAGGAGEâ? sticker but smiled back at me. When all appeared to be going according to plan, I ran into a âsmallâ? problem. And when I say âsmall,â? I mean âtiny!â? I was seated on the back row--which should give me plenty of time to get my forbidden baggage on board the plane. However, the plane was only twelve rows! That is right--12 rows! I have seen a can of sardines with more room than this plane. When I was told that there was âlimited space on board,â? I wasnât informed that this was a plane for midgets. The overhead bins were extremely small--two times smaller than ânormal planes.â?
I reached above to try and put my forbidden baggage in the overhead bin... it didnât fit! Crud! I shouldnât have packed so much toothpaste! I reached in the bag, pulled out a zip lock bag full of goodies and sat it in my seat. Unfortunately, my bag wouldnât fit. However, I found a can of grease outside the airport that I picked up and placed in my inventory. (Remember, the number one rule of Adventure games is to pick up all items you find...) By greasing my forbidden baggage, I was able to get it in the overhead bin before the flight attendant could get back to me. But now I had another dilemma; my shoulder bag was now to large to fit underneath my seat because of the zip lock bag I took out of the greased luggage. The flight attendant had made it very clear she would not allow any bags to be stored by your feet that didnât fit underneath the seat in front of you. There was nothing in my inventory that could help me out... however, I saw a blue blanket in one of the open overhead bins. I grabbed it, placed it over my legs, and concealed the shoulder bag that was not able to fit underneath the seat in front of me.
Finally I thought I was going to be able to take off without being caught. Unfortunately for me, the pilot began to take off without warning our lone flight attendant. She started falling backwards and practically fell in my lap. Personally, I think the pilots were trying to knock her unconscious. She had already flown with them four times that day and she told more bad jokes than a dad does! However, even though she was basically in my lap, she did not notice the large shoulder bag. My adventure gaming skills proved useful once again!
Oh no... just when I though I got away with all of this, the âFORBIDDEN BAGGAGEâ? sticker on my bag started glowing a strange green color and emitting a disturbing gas-like substance. Now what am I going to use in my inventory to get me out of this situation... Hey wait! Did I see a anti-gas ray gun with color neutralizer around here somewhere...?
Who says adventure games are dead? On the way to Gamersâ Day 2002, my flight proved they were alive and well. If only Guybrush Threepwood could see me now...