class BasicDrawText

Michael Ende (1929-1995) The Neverending Story is a fantasy novel by German writer Michael Ende, The English version, translated by Ralph Manheim, was published in 1983.

Michael Ende (1929-1995) The Neverending Story is a fantasy novel by German writer Michael Ende, The English version, translated by Ralph Manheim, was published in 1983.

Public Instance Methods

alternating_color_string(initial: false, &block) click to toggle source
# File examples/basic_draw_text.rb, line 9
def alternating_color_string(initial: false, &block)
  @index = 0 if initial
  @index += 1
  string {
    if @index.odd?
      color r: 128, g: 0, b: 64, a: 0.7
    else
      color r: 0, g: 128, b: 0, a: 0.7
    end
    
    block.call + "\n\n"
  }
end
launch() click to toggle source
# File examples/basic_draw_text.rb, line 23
def launch
  window('Michael Ende (1929-1995) The Neverending Story', 600, 400) {
    margined true
    
    area {
      text { # default arguments for x, y, and width are (0, 0, area_draw_params[:area_width])
        # align :left # default alignment
        default_font family: 'Georgia', size: 13, weight: :medium, italic: :normal, stretch: :normal
          
        alternating_color_string(initial: true) {
          '  At last Ygramul sensed that something was coming toward ' \
          'her. With the speed of lightning, she turned about, confronting ' \
          'Atreyu with an enormous steel-blue face. Her single eye had a ' \
          'vertical pupil, which stared at Atreyu with inconceivable malignancy. '
        }
        alternating_color_string {
          '  A cry of fear escaped Bastian. '
        }
        alternating_color_string {
          '  A cry of terror passed through the ravine and echoed from ' \
          'side to side. Ygramul turned her eye to left and right, to see if ' \
          'someone else had arrived, for that sound could not have been ' \
          'made by the boy who stood there as though paralyzed with ' \
          'horror. '
        }
        alternating_color_string {
          '  Could she have heard my cry? Bastion wondered in alarm. ' \
          "But that's not possible. "
        }
        alternating_color_string {
          '  And then Atreyu heard Ygramuls voice. It was very high ' \
          'and slightly hoarse, not at all the right kind of voice for that ' \
          'enormous face. Her lips did not move as she spoke. It was the ' \
          'buzzing of a great swarm of hornets that shaped itself into ' \
          'words. '
        }
      }
    }
  }.show
end