Cade, a perpetually hungry student living on the edge of his scholarship, buys a grey parrot named Colonel Pixel from a crazy sailor in a dark alley. In exchange for a quantum physics textbook, the bird promises to lead him to a "billionaire gardener with golden pineapples.
One student. One manipulative parrot. Zero common sense.
Cade was having a typical lousy day: cockroaches devoured his dinner, he was still a long way from his scholarship, and his last cigarette slipped from his fingers in a dark alley. That's where he stumbled upon a parrot cage with a sign reading "For Sale. Urgent. Cheap."
That's how Cade met Colonel Pixel, a grey parrot who calls everyone "palefaces," dreams of the winds of freedom, and loves nuts. He had to part with a limited-edition quantum physics textbook for the bird. And in return, a promise of a meeting with a mysterious billionaire gardener whose garden is filled with golden pineapples.
And so Cade sets off across the city (and out of town, and back again) in pursuit of a reward that seems too good to be true. What awaits you
A journey through a crazy city—from stinking back alleys and an underground casino in a concrete factory to a vibrant neighborhood with masked musicians.
Multiple endings—from absurd dead ends to the finale of the story. One wrong choice, and the Colonel dies of fright; you go to sleep in the dorm or are left with nothing.
Mini-games and choices: play rock-paper-scissors with a cheating parrot, try your luck at poker and blackjack against a lady with a robot hamster, bargain, wriggle, and decide whether to trust your feathered companion.
Dialogues worth playing for—the constant bickering between Cade and the Colonel, where it's hard to tell who's the bigger misunderstanding. Colorful encounters: the mad sailor Krueger, grumpy street types, a man in a tin can mask, a driver with a bear's head, and other inhabitants of this crazy city.
Who is this billionaire gardener? Do golden pineapples even exist? And what is Colonel Pixel hiding?
One way to find out is to trust a bird. Although that might be the worst idea of the day.