You are lying on the floor.
Originally Posted by Prime Intellect
You glance to your left. There is a pure white sky, geometrical shapes litter the skyline. You see a piece of paper.
You are scared.
Originally Posted by Ed_knott
You get up. You don't know where you are.
You don't know who you are.
You don't know what you are.
You bury your face in your hands as you constantly interagate yourself in you head.
But you have no answers.
You know nothing.
As a deep fear swells up inside you it feels like the very world around you darkens.
> See if you can get that piece of paper.
C'mon, pick that frown up off the floor! Don'tcha know that every, um... geometric shape... has a silver lining?
>Get up and explore your surroundings. You'll find more answers that way!
Its hard to cheer up when you're having an Existensial crisis.Originally Posted by Iridium
Originally Posted by Odinod
You pick up the piece of paper.
"You are Human."
You are Human.
You don't know how, but you feel calmer.
You look around. It would seem you're on a floating island, a wafer thin one at that, you can see some floating platforms, they snake down.
>Throw yourself down the stairs, like a gentleman.
>Man what did I tell you about stairs? Jump off the platform instead.
> Flying leap onto one of the floating geometric shapes.
taste the welcome message.
Hit the stairs.
>You are a badass cyborg.
>Proceed to go down stairs.
>And stop being so godamn boring gawd. >
Originally Posted by PankakeOriginally Posted by cyber95
You travel down the stairs, they go on for a pretty long time actually. While walking you pass an array of screens showing roman numerals. number 12 appears to have been vandalised or something.
You eventually make it to (well kinda) solid ground and they you see...
"What the fuck are you lookin' at mate."
"Huh, strange, I thought I needed eyes to stare. Sorry. I assumed you wouldn't notice. Polite greeting, or would you prefer to yell at me and/or kick me?"
>Ask him what's up with the horns.