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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Sept 9, 2007 2:08:10 GMT -5
I don't know! I walk over to the box and put it on my head.
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Post by Prometheus on Sept 9, 2007 12:07:08 GMT -5
You stick your head in the wall. SPLUMPH. Your head is now covered in wall. However, a chance encounter with the invisible stick knocks you back onto the floor and uncovers your eyes. Two invisible objects are now stabbing you: a sentient invisible stick, and a vengeful invisible stick. The Chainsaw is now on. The door lock clicks open.
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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Sept 9, 2007 16:13:07 GMT -5
Not that box you idiot! The box that fell from the light! Geez... I go open the door.
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Post by Prometheus on Sept 10, 2007 0:05:57 GMT -5
The box was labeled "vodka cow". The door is open. A brick wall is behind it.
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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Sept 10, 2007 0:35:48 GMT -5
I poke the brick wall.
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Post by Prometheus on Sept 12, 2007 22:30:39 GMT -5
The brick wall is made of bricks, which was made quite apparent to you. You poke it anyways. Your finger shatters. - 2 HP.
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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Sept 13, 2007 16:51:07 GMT -5
I headbutt the brick wall.
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Post by Prometheus on Sept 13, 2007 18:18:39 GMT -5
Your head shatters. -2 HP
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Post by ʐë҉rs on Sept 16, 2007 10:43:00 GMT -5
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Post by Prometheus on Sept 16, 2007 12:01:25 GMT -5
A bolt of lightning zaps the voice. It shrieks and is silenced.
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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Sept 16, 2007 16:18:12 GMT -5
I comit suicide.
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Post by Prometheus on Sept 16, 2007 16:34:17 GMT -5
you can't.
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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Sept 16, 2007 19:33:20 GMT -5
Then I quit.
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Post by Prometheus on Sept 16, 2007 20:05:55 GMT -5
impossible. you feel strangely compelled to keep playing this stupid but brilliant masterpiece. Then you explode in a fit of explosions. you lose.
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Post by Jacry Jerkman on Sept 16, 2007 21:24:40 GMT -5
Thank god...
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