-= XIII =-

You raise your chisel and are just about to begin work on the outer wall, when a Shambler smashes you to the ground with a single blow. YOU ARE DEAD.

As you bleed out for the final time, the spirit of Preach possesses the Shambler. It observes that by demanding that an existing map change itself for a new patch, you are changing the rules after the game has already ended. Backwards compatibility fixes are about avoiding exactly this. Imagine if the next patch changes the demos again - should Warpspasm forever be changing to suit the latest trends? Blackness envelopes you before you hear if this was a rhetorical question. You score 0% completion, let us hope that the next traveller into the dungeon lives longer.

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-= XIV =-

You unchain the Tome of Construction and open it out on the ground before you. The blank pages rattle, waiting for you to summon their text. You take one final look at the intertwined citadels then bow your head and begin

If you think that this bug should be rejected as WONTFIX
TURN TO PAGE ELEVEN

If you want to change Warpspasm to fix this bug
TURN TO PAGE THIRTEEN

If you wish to change which demos are loaded in Quoth
TURN TO PAGE SIX

If you wish to remove the feature of Quoth which caused this bug
TURN TO PAGE EIGHT

If you have a different fix, inscribe it into the page of the book below

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Got away with posting all of that without someone interposing a comment that screws up the numbering!

(This is a test comment to make sure that link works too) 

 

 

so should you 

 

*QA Lead self twitches* 

 

Holy shit, this is undoubtedly the most creative thing I've read on this site so far! Nice metaphors in the italicized parts. Hats off, mister preacher man sir! *applauds frantically in a standing ovation* 

 

Stooping down, you take a closer look at the book. Touching the page you see a dot form and realize that the magic within the pages allows you to write unhindered by an implement. You begin to write...

Quakespasm doesn't play demos normally, hence rendering this a moot, though invariably entertaining, discussion.

You close the book, place it on the lone dusty shelf in the dungeon, and peer through the cleft. Suddenly a Shambler crashes through the wall and a memory of another life floats to the top of your mind... 

...four and a half stars.