Strange Odyssey

Scott Adam's comeback to the world of text adventures after a long break. Again the player can collect a series of treasures and return them to a central place for scoring.

Based on the movie of the same title, in this graphical text adventure you are Buckaroo Banzai, a jack of all trades. You try to thwart the plans of your arch enemy and criminal mastermind Hanoi Xan and those of the Black Lectroids from Planet 10 who want to destroy Earth via a planet-consuming bomb.

You are the sorcerer apprentice of Solon and have to retrieve thirteen Stars of Power for you master from Castle Claymorgue.

In order to save Earth's future you are given a time machine enabling you to travel into several time periods of the distant past where you meet famous people like Robin Hood, Christopher Columbos or Cleopatra who will help you to change Earth's destiny.

Interactive Fiction created by Andrew Plotkin, where the objective is to escape a virtual room.

You are Count Cristo and a curse has been put on you. Your have to lift the curse in this text adventure using two word commands.

You are a time traveller and have to find nine objects from different time periods in order to prevent the Time Lords to alter human history.

You play as a xenohistorian on an expedition. You've been dropped (more literally than you planned) by a dropship over the ground of the Ancients. Your equipment was scattered and the dropship crashed. Now it's just you, your wits, and the Ancients to help you find a way home.

Lieutenant Huchess came to, an hour or so ago. That was around the time Runoma, blazing orange-hot so near this, its second planet, fell below the distant, jagged crag line. Ensign Covegn died not long after -- Sandra Marie Covegn, both legs crushed under the weight of the pod's torn hatch. Night came quickly, bringing with it cool and howling winds that whistle through desert rocks and carry other, more dangerous sounds.

This is where I end and you begin. That, at least, is what I want to think. I don’t know you. Perhaps one day I will. But this Implementation-rather, its copies-are my seeds blowing to the wind. The palm-parsers, their oak gears whirring, will be pressed into hands long after I finish this. Hands like yours. A metatextual work of interactive fiction by Anya Johanna DeNiro.

Manhattan, May, 1954. The last few years, you've settled into a routine. You work at the bank, you go home, you occasionally have dinner with your mother. It is all acceptably ordinary. One day a strange creature crosses your path, and disrupts the schedule entirely. A work of interactive fiction by Emily Short.

Welcome to Dryzandia, convict 76954. Oh, you're a human? We don't get many of your kind around here, and when we do they don't last for long. Escape? To where? There's nothing out there but barren wasteland and a saurian civilisation that'll eat you alive. But... every so often one of you alien inmates gets selected for some government programme or something. I don't know what they do there, but it can't be worse than this place... Can it?

Someplace on Venus a secret weapon is being built that threatens Earth with total destruction. You and your comrade must penetrate the Xavian base and save the world -- before it's too late!