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MAN, what an AWESOME PARTY. Did you SEE the ANDREWS SISTERS? So HOT. And then JEFFERSON started SINGING like a BOSS. BEST PARTY EVER. Too BAD you got PISS DRUNK and FORGOT everything. EVERYTHING MAN. EVEN when WASHINGTON took off his TOP and DANCED DRUNKENLY. THAT WAS AMAZING. BEST PRESIDENT EVER.
Now you've waken up in the TOASTER HOSPITAL. A HOSPITAL for TOASTERS? What WACKY and INCONSIDERATE FRIENDS you have. BEDS full of TOASTERS line the WALLS. TOASTER DOCTORS move between them doing DOCTORY stuff. There is a DOOR to the NORTH labelled 'FREE CANDY'. The WESTERN DOOR is BLOCKED by TOASTERS. The SOUTHERN DOOR has a SHINY BRONZE PADLOCK. What's BEHIND the DOOR? I don't KNOW, but it must be AWESOME. The EASTERN WALL is covered in SICKLY GREEN CURTAINS. EWW. Who PICKS these COLOURS? It's like VOMIT MIXED with SNAIL SNOT....
After the greatest party in the existence of parties, everyone wakes up in some kind of hospital for toasters, though not everyone was at the party. IcyTea, for instance, was totally getting it on with the Andrews sisters, while MonkeyHead was merely chilling in his cage in the hospital, which was then broken open by the drunken antics of the party-goers. Either way, only fame and fortune awaits all of you, for you have found yourself in
NOUN PLACE, a mythical and legendary dungeon that makes as much sense as the US Presidents travelling through time to host the greatest party ever.
The current room everyone finds themselves in is a
TOASTER HOSPITAL. Beds are lined up in neat and orderly rows, with sick and broken toasters lying on them while mysterious hospital machines quietly go beep and boop every couple of seconds. The door to the north is labelled 'FREE CANDY' in crudely drawn black markers, which is good because nobody seems to have started with any candy, only a random and no-doubt useless item. The western door in this room is blocked by a large stack of dead toasters, each carefully wrapped in toaster body bags. It'd be a grim and sad sight if, you know, you were a toaster. The southern door to the room is locked with a large bronze padlock, the kind that are invulnerable and are impossible to open without a key. It's probably not the door you all entered from, especially when that jerkbag Andrew Jackson can bend time and space. Besides the toaster doctors wandering around tending to their patients, the only thing interesting in this room is the line of curtains along the eastern wall, through which you can hear a different set of beeps and boops.
Toaster Hospital (
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Name: Scapheap
Background: A simple man who does simple things
Description: Brown hair, blue eyes, tall
Skills:
Mental Gymnastics: 1
Mind-Control: 2
Memorization: 3
Face Punching: 4
Handstands: 5
Moxie: 6
Sauciness: 7
Badassery: 8
Squats: 9
Inventory: Lantern
Name: Xantalos
Description: Cosmic horror blah blah blah
Skills:
Sauciness: 1
Handstands: 2
Moxie: 3
Squats: 4
Facepunching: 5
Memorization: 6
Mental Gymnastics: 7
Badassery: 8
Mind-Control: 9
Inventory: Soul of the Damned
Name: MonkeyHead
Bio/Desc: A Monkey with the head of a man. Or was it the other way around? Either way, some kinda lab/medical experiment gone wrong, now looking for freedom, vengeance, and pancakes.
Skills:
Handstands: 1
Mental Gymnastics: 2
Mind-Control: 3
Badassery: 4
Sauciness: 5
Squats: 6
Face Punching: 7
Moxie: 8
Memorization: 9
Inventory: Medical ID
Name: IcyTea
Bio: A loaf of bread that ,surprisingly, got the moves. Crawls the dungeon in search for glory and fame, using it's dance moves to dodge attacks.
Moxie: 1
Badassery: 2
Sauciness: 3
Memorization: 4
Face Punching: 5
Squats: 6
Mental Gymnastics: 7
Handstands: 8
Mind-Control: 9
Inventory: Andrew Sisters's Phone Number
Name: Joe Bridger
Description: Pink bathrobe, long beard, wraparound shades, mid-80s, fedora, bunny slippers, walking stick, falconing glove.
Bio: A crazy and awesome man who has journeyed far on a quest to stop the attempts on his life by crazed prehistoric fish.
Skills:
Badassery: 1
Mind-Control: 2
Handstands: 3
Face Punching: 4
Sauciness: 5
Mental Gymnastics: 6
Memorization: 7
Moxie: 8
Squats: 9
Inventory: Falcon
Name: Adam "Glitter" Fabulousexplosions
Desc: Wears a pink robe with a black belt and pilots shades has a sheathed vibrating toy and a bottle of lube on his belt. He claims its a ghost catching device.
Bio: Once upon a time he wasnt very fabulous NOW HE IS
Skills:
Badassery: 1
Face punching: 2
Sauciness: 3
Mind control: 4
Moxie: 5
Hand stands: 7
Squats: 6
Mental gymnastics: 8
Memorisation: 9
Inventory: Bottle full of ECTOPLASM
Name: Bonolime
Description: An unholy cross between the creator's username and avatar, it is essentially a green pirate monkey fruit.
Bio: Well, when a lime and a monkey love each other very much, they make baby GPMFs. Now he's been sailing the seas for treasure and stuff, and so decided to come to this place.
Skills:
Moxie: 1
Squats: 2
Sauciness: 3
Face Punching: 4
Badassery: 5
Handstands: 6
Mental Gymnastics: 7
Memorisation: 8
Mind Control: 9
Inventory: Empty Bottle of Rum
Name: Regular Davis
Desc: A talking sword
Bio: Got fed up with the idiodicy of it's previous owner and decided to strike out on it's own.
Skills:
Memorization: 1
Mental Gymnastics: 2
Sauciness: 3
Badassery: 4
Mind-Control: 5
Moxie: 6
Face Punching: 7
Handstands: 8
Squats: 9
Inventory: Lampshade
Name: Grizzly Adams
Description: A horse-riding manly bear.
Background: Amnesiac that's kinda just wandering around. What's a bear?
Skills:
Mind-Control: 1
Mental Gymnastics: 2
Memorization: 3
Handstands: 4
Sauciness: 5
Squats: 6
Face Punching: 7
Moxie: 8
Badassery: 9
Inventory: Horse WhipLet me know if you need clarification or elaboration or changes anything along these lines. This might be the weirdest game I've ever done, but it should be as fun for you guys as it is for me.
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Topic: NOUN PLACE! I HATE TO BE THAT PLUMBER. (Read 10761 times)