Lore
The Adventure Diary
The in-world chronicle of Paulie's journey, and what happened after the door was left open. The chapters are written by the family's younger generation, one adventure at a time, and published in order, oldest first. On the home page the same chapters are bound into books you can open and turn; this page is the plain edition, every word on one page.
The diary is where the game's world comes from. The rings, the creatures, the first fight and the first apple all happened here before they were mechanics, so the world guide describes what these stories imagined first.
Chapter 1. The adventure started
This is the story of how it all began.
The door was open. Paulie told himself, just one look at the world beyond his house. As he flew outside, he finally realised how huge the world was. He flew as far as his feathered wings would take him before realising he was lost.
Paulie tried his best to find his way home, but he was too far out from his cosy home. Paulie knew that he needed to find a place to call home, so he found the perfect tree and attempted to glide down onto it. Inexperienced and new to the outside world, Paulie crashed down and fell through the tree. He fractured his wings and instinctively limped over to mark his territory. As night came, Paulie got ready to sleep, but he didn’t know the many dangers that were waiting for him tomorrow.
Chapter 2. The Second Day
Dawn; the second day of Paulie’s adventure. The previous night had been horrible, spiders’ webs gluing to his fur, the click-clack of cicadas annoying him all night along and worst of all… the distant screeching of eagles. What Paulie didn’t know was what eagles were, so, he told himself, fear and hallucinations were probably catching up to him.
Paulie was hungry, as he had tried the previous night, leaves and bark didn’t make good food. Due to a previous wing injury and tiredness creeping up on him, Paulie knew that flying was not a good idea; at least for today.
Paulie slowly and cautiously waddled away from the tree. Suddenly, he heard a bauwk bawk somewhere near him. He was afraid, what in the world could this be? Curiosity got the better of him and he trailed the sound.
Following the sound, Paulie soon found himself face-to-face with a giant of sorts. It was round and big, it had white feathers, a sharp yellow beak and a red comb on its head. Paulie named it CHICKEN, standing for Curious Huge Intimidating Creature Keeping Everyone Nervous.
Paulie approached the CHICKEN; it suddenly lashed and pecked him on the tail. OWww! Paulie was angry he let out his battle squawk and headshot the chicken with a bite. The chicken let out a pained shout and was furious as ever. It charged at him, quicker than an average chicken could run. Luckily for Paulie, he was prepared for this, he dodged out of the way and struck back, with a wing to the side. The chicken looked at him in shock. It had never expected to go down, let alone to a non-native parrot! The CHICKEN ran and looked around for other animals to call to help it. Paulie knew that one more bite would finish it off. He walked towards and CHICKEN and… . The CHICKEN had been defeated, as soon as it had deceased, it had dropped an apple. Interesting. thought Paulie. A moment ago he hadn’t even known what a CHICKEN was, but Paulie had known the crisp taste of an apple ever since… forever it seemed.
The apple was green, Paulie’s favourite type. He neared it, half expecting something bad to happen, but it didn’t. He picked up the apple and examined it. Green like the forest leaves of spring, it had the perfect hardness to it. Green was Paulie’s favourite colour as not only was he himself green but the leaves and foliage that had become his home were also green. Paulie was hungry and his stomach was growling. In one bite he swallowed the apple. MMMmm… it was not too sweet yet not too sour and exploded in his mouth with a tsunami of juice. Paulie guessed this was nature’s way of rewarding him. Paulie was happy, this would keep him full for at least one day.
Thinking of food Paulie decided it was a smart choice to gather more food in case of rain or thunder. He went about defeating chickens near his nest and gathered a total of 15 apples and stored those in his inventory, which worked like an invisible cloud near him at all times that only he could access. He had accidentally discovered this when he threw an apple in the air and prepared to catch it; it just ‘vanished’. Even though he couldn’t easily access the food, he could eat it when not fighting or flying by simply grabbing it from the cloud and putting it somewhere more accessible, like in his feathers-bags.
Having enough food to at least last a fortnight, Paulie headed back to his nest; the sun was beginning to set. It was a day full of surprises and new knowledge. However, unbeknownst to Paulie he would face more challenges in the next few days.
Chapter 3. Noesis
Paulie the blue-crowned conure looked at his human, it was doing ‘math homework’ again. Although Paulie neither knew what ‘math’ nor ‘homework’ meant, he knew that it was making his human stressed.
But for a feathered genius who calculates flight paths with the least air resistance and how to avoid being noticed, he also knew exactly what to do.
In an attempt to try and capture his human’s attention, Paulie unleashed a loud ear-piercing squawk, only to get scolded by his human.
“Paulie, stop! You’re so dumb, you don’t even know what numbers are, yet you must distract me? Stop squawking!”
To stop Paulie, Paulie’s human slid a sunflower seed to where Paulie was standing. Usually, Paulie would’ve been happy to ignore all else and eat the seed, but today, Paulie took dumb as a personal insult.
Paulie slowly yet dramatically walked over to the mess of notes and websites open to try to grab his human’s pen to write out an answer. But the pen was too heavy and just left a smudge of ink across the wrong answers.
“Great, Paulie. Now you’re ruining all my hard work.” Trying to stop Paulie, his human opened the entire jar of seeds and unsuccessfully tried to lure Paulie away. Paulie still didn’t give up. Fine, if the pen didn’t work, he would use the machine.
He flew over to his human’s laptop and decided it was time to show him who’s actually dumb. He held eye contact with his human as he typed in the first input. His human stared with annoyance at the bird who was no doubt going to create a whole ocean of typos.
Before long, Paulie had typed out a whole essay on how to solve the most advanced problems. His human stared at him in disbelief. Then, as if he still didn’t believe what Paulie did, worked out the first problem. It matched the answers perfectly.
His human looked at the ruffle of blue-green feathers in disbelief. He continued staring as Paulie walked over to the previously discarded pile of seeds and opened one with a satisfying click. He stared his human in the eye, as if asking “who’s the dumb one now?”
The diary grows with the game. New chapters are bound into the bookshelf on the home page as they are written, and published here in full at the same time. The chapters are the authors' own words, kept exactly as written.