Turn 2Some lovely blind luck in a few places this turn I would say. Hope it continues
Survey the area for a way out.
[1] You turn your head to look around but are distracted somehow by how beautiful the sunlight reflecting off of the shards of glass is.
Preeeeeety, you think.
I think I shall help (Sinpwn)'s character.
[6] You slap Ken Sinclair right across the face and scream at him (spit flying everywhere) "Snap out of it you useless piece of crap! I SAID SNAP OUT OF IT!". Ken takes three more hits to the face before he finally drags his gaze away the pretty glass and looks around the room. This is what he sees:
You are all standing in a narrow corridor. Most of the corridor is taken up by the conveyor belt carrying copies of yourselves. Both ways down the corridor are poorly illuminated, so you don't know what is at the end of them. Upon closer inspection you realise that the glass and fluid probably came from the containers carrying copies of yourselves. It does seem to match. But are you really just any of a huge number of yourselves rolling off of what seems to be a production line?
Use part of rags, crafting them into crude clothing.
[6-1 (skilled work)] Right, you think. A pile of seemingly useless crap, no equipment and a lot of time to kill. Lets get to work. It takes you a long time, and the work is painstaking, but a series of extremely strategic tears and a lot of crazy innovation later and you have a full set of clothing. In fact, it makes you look quite dashing, and most importantly covers up your naughty bits! Hooray! Specifically you crafted:
1 pair of fine rag slippers, 1 pair of fine rag trousers, 1 fine rag shirt, and a fine rag hat;. You have gained the skill
clothesmaking No more -1 to making lovely clothes. Who da man?
Run up the stairs.
[6] This is a corridor. There are no stairs. You think to yourself:
screw that! I'll just do the next best thing! Gathering all of your powers of awsomeness, you run right up the wall, until finally you are standing on the ceiling. For one glorious instant you feel like the King of the World as the others watch you in awe. Unfortunately what goes up must come down. As you fall, you do a lovely pirouette and land perfectly almost like a dancer. You essentially achieved nothing, but you still feel well pleased with yourself. Nice work!
Get some clothes.
[3] Unfortunately the rags appear to be all there is in this location. Fortunately Theodore appears to have learned how make nice looking clothes out of the rags. You wonder if he might be so kind as to make you some...?
Get some actual clothes, not terrible rags.
[6] Watching Theodore with his fancy new clothesmaking skills make you angry. Showoff! You stomp around sulkily muttering something about crappy dice...You sulk for a pretty hefty amount of time to be honest. Most people would probably have just let it go by now, but you actually work yourself up into a rage. Finally you turn to confront the offendor, that sneaky bastard Elizas! You draw in a deep breath and shout "It's not fair!" You accompany this statement by stomping your foot extra hard - and smashing straight through to the room below you. [5] After coughing and spluttering to get rid of the dust, you open your eyes and find that something very soft has broken your fall. Clothes! Lots and lots of clothes of various kinds. You appear to have smashed straight through to a clothes storage room! What are the chances of that?! (1 out of six...)
Ok, I really need to go to sleep, I will update the statuses tomorrow...