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[0player]

(For the most part, the piles of poo have been cleaned away, leaving stains on the floor)

(Ah, I found no mention of that in the Act 1. Might've need a new pair o' eyes! Still, do I die in that particular scenario? I'm not sure if the universe supports different rooms having different rules.)

[WillowLuman]

There came a crying and thumping from behind the desk. "You know, the dwarven thing to do would be to harvest him for crafting materials."
Don't even
As crunching sounds began as well, the phone rang a single time before going straight to voicemail. "So, uh, if you're hearing this, then congratz! You've made it through your shift! Uh... Don't worry about getting out of here, the animatronics should be returning to their stations now..."

(For the most part, the piles of poo have been cleaned away, leaving stains on the floor)

(Ah, I found no mention of that in the Act 1. Might've need a new pair o' eyes! Still, do I die in that particular scenario? I'm not sure if the universe supports different rooms having different rules.)

(In every room we've had so far, cutting off your head would be fatal. But rooms with unique rules are supported.)

[Zanzetkuken The Great]

(For the most part, the piles of poo have been cleaned away, leaving stains on the floor)

(Ah, I found no mention of that in the Act 1. Might've need a new pair o' eyes! Still, do I die in that particular scenario? I'm not sure if the universe supports different rooms having different rules.)

(In every room we've had so far, cutting off your head would be fatal. But rooms with unique rules are supported.)

(Still would be a pretty stupid idea to do so, though.)

[technicallyAdventurer]

Tech spent most of the remaining time propped up against the control panel in her office chair, her face burried in her arms in an attempt to sleep away the lasting minutes. When the phone sounded, it took a while for her brain to register it had done so. She raised her head, eventually, albeit the movement was unhurried. "Mmn . . . ?" She hummed, the sound resonating within her throat as she groggily rubbed at her eyes.

[WillowLuman]

The banging, crying, and crunching continued from behind the manager's desk.
"Well now that's all over, who's up for finding a can of gas and a light?"

Meanwhile...

Kevak and Prophet found the store quite thickly overgrown on the inside, despite there being only a few skylights, rather than large holes in the roof. It felt as if there was some kind of presence in the place, though GLaDOS made some comments to the effect of there being nothing to worry about. At the moment. Most of the merchandise, if it was still there, seemed buried underneath thick layers of roots and vines, but the few bits of packaged food and other tidbits kept them searching. [20] Eventually, they came across what looked like a little treasure chest, a small box of some blackish material with the edges lined with some golden material. Upon pulling it loose, though, the plant it was under seemed to come to life, and others around it seemed to stir in its wake. It soon became apparent that they were hostile, and the spear and pickaxe didn't seem to do much to dissuade them. Soon they were forced to flee out the way they came, taking the box and whatever small merchandise they may have grabbed with them.

"Just as well. Your friends should be finishing up about now. If they survived."

[technicallyAdventurer]

"Er- Is someone dying?"

[Cryxis, Prince of Doom]

What?

[WillowLuman]

"Nah, boss is just turning back. If you hurry, you can still harvest him for crafting supplies while he's still regenerating everything."
Seriously... not funny...

[technicallyAdventurer]

"The desk."

((Ninja, darn it.

"...May I ask what you're refering to?"

[Arcvasti]

Arcvasti, who'd been sitting in a cornet nervously figeting for a while, looks up.

**Oh God. Can we LEAVE this place? Once Hugo's doffed his fursuit, that is. It feels like we've been here forever.**

[WillowLuman]

"...May I ask what you're refering to?"

Quasar looked up at Tech. "Well, I know he was like this when you showed up, but boss isn't always a giant werewolf. Though he does seem to have stayed like that for about an hour longer than he was doing yesterday. Ohp, looks like that's a no on the crafting supplies."

The noises seem to have stopped. HugoLuman pulls himself up from behind the desk, adjusting his clothes. "Thank god... And, again, not funny, Quasar." He looks at Tech and holds out his hand. "For real now. Hi, I'm HugoLuman."

[Cryxis, Prince of Doom]

Iton waves at Hugo,"Hi Hugo!"

[WillowLuman]

"Hey, Iton. And yeah, let's gather all the stuff we've dropped and get the hell out. This place is horrible."

Everyone's wrist devices bleep. It seems Arcvasti, HugoLuman, GentlemanRaptor, and Cryxis have all leveled up.

[technicallyAdventurer]

It took a moment, but Tech stopped staring at the other's outstretched hand long enough to wrap her own partially about his, making a half-hearted attempt to shake it before returning her hand to her side. Hearing the chorus of 'bleep's throughout the room, she glances down at her wrist device. Unfortunately, she hadn't leveled up. That was undoubtedly disappointing, given she'd spent 3 hours either holed up in an office or being pursued by killer robots. She made an expression to show this disappointment.

[WillowLuman]

"Hey, don't worry. I got, like, 5 level-ups yesterday. The rooms usually don't take nearly this long. Anyways..." HugoLuman crosses the hall and retrieves his coat and bag from the Climate Control room. "Know what I miss most about home right now? Showers. Showers, and laundry. Though I don't know if it's possible to get so much blood out of denim or wool." He frowns at his coat and jeans.