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[Guest]

bonger pond implications of knore lowledge

[Lucy]

ponder lore implications of bong knowledge

You. What.

Why would knowing what a bong is have implications. What lore. What the FUCK are you TALKING about. Sorry. You excuse your foul language. You are a little shaken that you can't escape cops even in your own thoughts apparently.

Don't worry about it.

ponder bong implications of lore knowledge

You're trying to get to yourself. You wont be broken, you're a stoic.

bonger pond implications of knore lowledge

You fall from your perch high above the floor. Your hand and foot slipped at the same time as if someone slipped a blown fuse into your brain for but a split moment. You catch tumble a few sets of shelves down, you hit your elbow, back, and head. You're dazed and struggling to stay awake but you catch yourself upside down, precariously, holding on to some shelves while your tail stabilizes you from above.

You smell iron.

What is to be done?

[Guest]

this is getting too dangerous and emotions are running too high. return to the floor and relax. bong might not be real but you can imagine the feeling of bong to cope, soothe, and maldn't

[seppawku]

you're probably hurt, are there any supplies nearby that you can safely grab and use to stop the presumable bleeding?

[aotihav]

Take a brief moment to think about how glad you are that you put the axe in your Pocket™. If that thing was flailing around wildly in freefall you'd probably be hurt even worse. Ponder how much you appreciate your Pocket™.



Oh and don't let go while you're pondering. That would waste the precious life the Pocket™ just gave you.

[Lucy]

this is getting too dangerous and emotions are running too high. return to the floor and relax. bong might not be real but you can imagine the feeling of bong to cope, soothe, and maldn't

You really wish you had a pack. Never were much one for weed but you live for the smooth taste of a [untranslatable] red. You aren't sure you can move right now without killing yourself. But you won't panic.

you're probably hurt, are there any supplies nearby that you can safely grab and use to stop the presumable bleeding?

You think its your head. The aches are everywhere but its sharp around your left ear. You have, at best, the gloves in your Pocket™. You can't exactly reach your Pocket™ right now.

Take a brief moment to think about how glad you are that you put the axe in your Pocket™. If that thing was flailing around wildly in freefall you'd probably be hurt even worse. Ponder how much you appreciate your Pocket™.



Oh and don't let go while you're pondering. That would waste the precious life the Pocket™ just gave you.

You are grateful for the Pocket™ actually. But the axe might have cut you internally, you'll need to check on that. You can't feel anything around that area but it doesn't mean it's not a problem.

Having cleared your mind somewhat you slowly, delicately, move to roll over in position, and then re-orient yourself in a more stable position. You can't see anything, it's genuinely of no use checking up on yourself up here. You make the slow climb down. By the time you have reached the floor you feel faint.

What is to be done?

[aotihav]

If you still have the coherence of thought to do so, take inventory of any internal damage you may have suffered now that you can see. Since you may or may not know what that would look like, try to search for any points giving you pain in addition to your head.

See if there is blood (a liquid) coming from the points that hurt. Consider donning your gloves before inspecting these sites. For good measure, if you haven't passed out by now, go wash your hands with the power washer jet spray (NOT DIRECTLY IN THE STREAM).

or just black out. It's your choice, really. Listening to us voices is what caused this in the first place. And got you exploded. Maybe you should just black out.

[Guest]

[seppawku]

prop urself up against the shelves so you don't fall now that you're back on ur feet, and (carefully) poke around the spot that hurts on ur head. the gloves b4 touching aren't a bad idea, tbh, we have no idea what kinda germs the mysterious storage area or room itself has..

[Lucy]

If you still have the coherence of thought to do so, take inventory of any internal damage you may have suffered now that you can see. Since you may or may not know what that would look like, try to search for any points giving you pain in addition to your head.

See if there is blood (a liquid) coming from the points that hurt. Consider donning your gloves before inspecting these sites. For good measure, if you haven't passed out by now, go wash your hands with the power washer jet spray (NOT DIRECTLY IN THE STREAM).

or just black out. It's your choice, really. Listening to us voices is what caused this in the first place. And got you exploded. Maybe you should just black out.

You don't really wish to black out. As much as you want out of here by any means necessary, you've already established that not even death will liberate you. You can see the allure though.

You pull your Pocket™ out of your pouch and feel around in there. seems fine, really. Axe did scuff the Pocket™ and the box again. You'll be alright on this front. You leave it out of your pouch for now.

And no, listening to voices isn't quite accurate, you think to yourself, before it was more direct compulsion and control. Not so much now.

You open the blue door and wash your hands near a spray. You are now wet. But there's no blood on your hands. You shake them off a bit, you feel even more faint.

You trip backwards and catch yourself. You're being sent visions of hell you are sure.

prop urself up against the shelves so you don't fall now that you're back on ur feet, and (carefully) poke around the spot that hurts on ur head. the gloves b4 touching aren't a bad idea, tbh, we have no idea what kinda germs the mysterious storage area or room itself has..

That's a good idea, you think, if any more bullshit crosses your brain you need to be secure. Not the shelves though, you sit down on the side of the room and don the gloves. You touch the painful area, a spike of pain travels through your body, there is quite a bit of blood on the glove now, though, you are fairly sure the rate has slowed significantly in the time since the injury. You feel terrible. You don't know what a germ is, but you don't want to get infected, a painful way to die. It may be too late. You can barely think let alone contemplate how you're going to recover from this.

What is to be done?

[seppawku]

...wwwwell, if the concern is infection, try'n wash your wound in the spray like you did your hands? if. you can get back to the blue door and back again.

[Lucy]

...wwwwell, if the concern is infection, try'n wash your wound in the spray like you did your hands? if. you can get back to the blue door and back again.

You chuckle.

You're going to stop putting this off. You apologise in advance to yourself, this isn't tenable. You need help that's simply not forthcoming and aren't prepared for triage with what you have.

You shuffle yourself over to the red door where the bomb is still set up and press both buttons.

YOU HAVE DIED!

Congratulations! You found 1 secrets, collected 0 keys, defeated 0 enemies, made [NaN] friends and opened 3 doors.

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You. You have existed in this world for one singular second. You aren't as panicked as you would otherwise be, but you still hate it here.

You know where you are. Your head no longer hurts. You collect your known supplies on the 17th shelf in the supplies room and sit back down against the wall with the pencil in your hand. You make some notes about who has been helpful and who has sent you horrific visions of brightly colored toys. You "see" their names, some are guests. Another wrinkle in your eternal punishment you suppose.

You refuse to think out loud what you are writing down. Keep em' guessing. But you're done with your notes. This may effect how you react to certain voices and commands. You think to yourself, has anyone here realised you have an axe? Why are some of you nice and others not so much.

What is to be done?

[seppawku]

you do indeed have an axe! what are you gonna do with it? i guess you could find out if breaking the walls between the fucked up doors leads u anywhere different. also:

https://tenor.com/view/the-voices-cat-schizophrenia-fast-scramble-gif-16763749347223389610 the mood. sorry about that one chief

[knux400]

I get that you're excited to have an axe, but I genuinely haven't seen an opportunity to use it! The only things I can think of to use it on are the vent cover in the main room and the brick wall behind the red door, but the vent cover would be more of a screwdriver situation, and all of my knowledge about brick walls leads me to believe that an axe would likely be ineffective.

You can try one or both of these things if you like, though. Congratulations on independence!

[aotihav]

It would be nice to do something with those seed packets... Here's some choices for your FREE WILL.

You have seeds, moisture, cardboard boxes(to saturate with moisture), warmth from the brick wall, and... Well, not going to speculate on the light sources here. You could germinate the seeds on the cardboard! But unfortunately, the thing you lack in this equation is time to let the seeds grow (and/or appropriate amounts of UV light. we're ignoring that).

If you're not going to be able to grow the seeds, why not try eating them? Maybe they can be a food source if you're stuck down here for a while.

Or maybe sprinkle them near the mouse sized vent, perhaps an actual mouse will come through it, or some other type of creature.

[seppawku]

sprinkle 'em near the vent, let's see if there r any creatures we can bait! there must be *some* living things other than you in here

[Lucy]

you do indeed have an axe! what are you gonna do with it? i guess you could find out if breaking the walls between the fucked up doors leads u anywhere different. also:

https://tenor.com/view/the-voices-cat-schizophrenia-fast-scramble-gif-16763749347223389610 the mood. sorry about that one chief

You appreciate the mood but would like it if you weren't being sent visions against your will. Please don't send me visions they give me a headache, you think to yourself.

You tap the blunt end of the axe on the walls between the doors. Pretty solid, you tap it on the bricks. Just one layer, not well constructed. You tap it on the rest of the walls. Absolutely blunt construction, like its packed with earth. You have some ideas on what to do with this information.

I get that you're excited to have an axe, but I genuinely haven't seen an opportunity to use it! The only things I can think of to use it on are the vent cover in the main room and the brick wall behind the red door, but the vent cover would be more of a screwdriver situation, and all of my knowledge about brick walls leads me to believe that an axe would likely be ineffective.

You can try one or both of these things if you like, though. Congratulations on independence!

You take the vent cover off with the axe easily, just pop it off by wedging the sharp end between it and the wall and give it some muscle. You still can't fit in there. But you have a wall vent cover now you suppose.

You're a little offended by the notion that you can't use the axe. You're a strong young woman and will not be treated as such, you demonstrate. You walk up to the brick wall, rear up and with the motion of both your tail, legs, body and arms come down on the wall with a tremendous force. The wall is obliterated, well partially anyway. You kick in the rest of the wall and look inside. It's a very warm room, almost pitch black in there, but there's small lights lining what look like large metal crates and shelves everywhere. This place is enormous you think to yourself.

It would be nice to do something with those seed packets... Here's some choices for your FREE WILL.

You have seeds, moisture, cardboard boxes(to saturate with moisture), warmth from the brick wall, and... Well, not going to speculate on the light sources here. You could germinate the seeds on the cardboard! But unfortunately, the thing you lack in this equation is time to let the seeds grow (and/or appropriate amounts of UV light. we're ignoring that).

If you're not going to be able to grow the seeds, why not try eating them? Maybe they can be a food source if you're stuck down here for a while.

Or maybe sprinkle them near the mouse sized vent, perhaps an actual mouse will come through it, or some other type of creature.

You put a seed in your mouth. It tastes like a seed. This would be enough food for maybe 20 paces, however you're sure the next lot of seeds would be 21 paces away. Not a good use for them. You wet some of the cardboard and leave the rest of this packet near to the blue door for moisture and red for warmth. Maybe you'll be here long enough to see what grows.

sprinkle 'em near the vent, let's see if there r any creatures we can bait! there must be *some* living things other than you in here

You put another packet of the seeds near the now open vent. Perhaps a house gnome will take them. You could eat that.

What is to be done?

[knux400]

Well shit, apparently you can break down a brick wall with an axe. My bad.

Can you investigate the metal crates on the other side for Goodies? You may have to pry them open using your Axe Proficiency.

[seppawku]

seconded, let's break open some crates and see if there's anything exciting on these shelves

[Lucy]

Well shit, apparently you can break down a brick wall with an axe. My bad.

Can you investigate the metal crates on the other side for Goodies? You may have to pry them open using your Axe Proficiency.

seconded, let's break open some crates and see if there's anything exciting on these shelves

You appreciate your own recognition.

You enter the hot room and mosey on over to the nearest box on a shelf. On a closer inspection you can see they're all numbered and have a variety of lights on one side, and what looks like wires, hundreds upon hundreds of them, poking out the back side of them. The wires are thick, you touch one with the back of your hand, no shock. It's soft, theyre all insulated. You can vaguely make out that some are colored. These seem electrical in nature, you're not going to assault this with an axe anytime soon. This place reminds you of a telegraph operators switchboard.

You try and pick up a box, it's fastened in there quite firmly. Looking around you can see another white screen in the distance like you had encountered in the shelf chimney.

What is to be done?