Star Salad

[Whimbrel]

Examine that THING-A-MA-GUMMY in the BOX-KA-BOBBER

[Agent1022]

Voice this babbling! Maybe it'll make sense then.

[moof]

>go down

[Staff Deployment]

> Puke the poison out.

> Obtain fraymotif: POISON SPIT.

[KibbleSalad]

I bet that tiny hammer would make a great cranial accessory.

Initiating acquisition of the breakage device.







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You are a one man boat gently sailing toward failure. Your noodly appendage cannot ever hope to muster enough force to unlodge the hammery-stringybit from the wall. However you did succeed in making yourself really sore.

You have acquired ARM HURT.

Examine that THING-A-MA-GUMMY in the BOX-KA-BOBBER

Scrutinitizing it intensely, you prepare a well-thought-out speech on what this thing actually is.



It .... err ...... it .... appears to have a trigger and a canister of sorts. It's behind clear glass. You suspect it's for some sort of siren-flashy emergency situation, because the only way to physically get to it would be to use a blunt heavy object to remove the glass from the equation. In case your personal blunt heavy object stores have run dry, they attached one for you nearby. There are wires coming from the enclosure, going into the ground. You again suspect that if there wasn't already a siren-flashy emergency, breaking the glass would most definitely cause one.

> Puke the poison out.

> Obtain fraymotif: POISON SPIT.

What's all this poison talk? You're fine! A little tingly, maybe, but overall okay.

Voice this babbling! Maybe it'll make sense then.

Talking to yourself, by yourself would not prove beneficial in this situation. Who knows, maybe someone's listening, and they'd think you're crazy!
You're not crazy. You're just very very confused.

>go down

Your attempt to go down is met by a locked door. It is a very solid steel door, with no buttons or levers in sight to open it.

The tingly sensation in your mouth is now definitely at home. It's setting up bunk beds and hanging up decorations. Tingly rings up woozy and asks if they want to come over.

Alright, maybe you're not okay.

[Whimbrel]

>Break the glass. Flashy sirens are a go! That ought to get someone up here!

[OnBackorder]

Woah, check out that white board. It seems to be drawing your current progress of known locations. Perhaps you can ingest it to gain its power.

[Pick Yer Poison]

[KibbleSalad]

>Break the glass. Flashy sirens are a go! That ought to get someone up here!

You don't really want to create panic, alarm and sirens just because you're having a bit of trouble remembering where you are. It would seem like such an overreaction! If there was a more dire situation you'd consider it, but right now it's just you being confused and a little woozy. Plus, whoever shows up might not even be friendly. You're having a hard time reading anything around here.

Woah, check out that white board. It seems to be drawing your current progress of known locations. Perhaps you can ingest it to gain its power.

You turn to the display / whiteboard / wall-scribblyplot. Egad, it is a map! Not a very complete one, mind you. All you can see on it is the room you came from and the one you're in right now, plus a faint outline of the passage beyond the sealed door behind you. It definitely leads somewhere! How odd that it only shows the immediate area. As far as maps go, you've seen better. Maybe. You think.

You don't think you can take it from the wall, seeing as it's powered by a knobby-device in the top left corner.



Well, you've got your bearings now at least! Look, it even marks the room you're in. Neat.
Just as you step back from the map to look around some more, a jolt of pain washes over you.



You take a moment to let it fade away. It doesn't come back for the next minute or two, and you feel a little better again.

[Kíeros]

> Eat apple core. Seriously, did you know that eating one makes you feel better? At least, I think it does. Well, whatever it does, it can't hurt.

[KibbleSalad]

> Eat apple core. Seriously, did you know that eating one makes you feel better? At least, I think it does. Well, whatever it does, it can't hurt.

Really?

What

Really?

You lose ten units of trust in your subconscious.



What follows is a brief argument with yourself on whether you should really do this or or not.
You appear to be winning and losing this argument at the same time.

The fan-spinny-rattly box on the ceiling suddenly turns off.
There is a single loud banging noise coming from the room to your right, followed by silence.

[gumbal1]

> Look right

[Kíeros]

> Head left. Banging noises are nothing but trouble.

[Whimbrel]

To the right!

[OnBackorder]

> Gather spider web.

> Smack fan to get it working.

[KibbleSalad]

The sudden sound is loud enough to thoroughly startle you out of whatever petty things you had going on.

It is oddly quiet now, save for a really weird crackling sound coming from the right.

> Gather spider web.

> Smack fan to get it working.

Your racial curiosity pertaining to current events prevents you from assigning the prerequisite amounts of care to the spider webbings. The fan is up rather high, and you have no pole or ladder or chair or hunchbacked servant to reach it.

> Head left. Banging noises are nothing but trouble.

You can't! There is no going left, unless you punch down the metal walls. Seeing how well you performed retrieving the hammery-stringybit, this seems totes unlikely.

> Look right

To the right!

You go right, back from whence you came.


























WELL THIS IS UNGOOD
You promptly level up and spend all your points in freaking out.

[gumbal1]

> Sit on fire to put it out

[Staff Deployment]

> CHARGE

[Whimbrel]

BACK TO THE LEFT CANISTER THINGY GO GO GO

[OnBackorder]

Throw the apple core at it, incinerators are even better than normal trash cans.

[Kíeros]

> PUT IT OUT PUT IT OUT PUT IT OUT PUT IT OUT

Alternatively, > PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC

[Pick Yer Poison]

> Flatten that cardboard box and start beating out the flames with it!

[KibbleSalad]

> PUT IT OUT PUT IT OUT PUT IT OUT PUT IT OUT

Alternatively, > PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC

Thanks to your Racial Multitasking Perk you can TACKLE BOTH OF THESE THINGS AT THE SAME TIME

> Sit on fire to put it out

IT'S VERY HOT

> CHARGE

IT'S VERY HOT

Throw the apple core at it, incinerators are even better than normal trash cans.

YOUR MIND FINALLY PRODUCES A ROGUE THOUGHT THAT DOESN'T INVOLVE YOU BURNING TO DEATH

YOU RUN WITH IT



IT'S NOT VERY EFFECTIVE
THE FIRE IS NOW ANGRY

> Flatten that cardboard box and start beating out the flames with it!

THE PATH TO THE CARDBOARD BOX IS BLOCKED BY ANGRY FIRE

BACK TO THE LEFT CANISTER THINGY GO GO GO

AAAAH



AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

[Whimbrel]

SCIENCE HARDER

[OnBackorder]

The fire is contained, no need to freak so hard.