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The game will be played with commands. There is only one character that can be controlled by the collective, but all commands (even contradictory ones) will be used. The exact manner of such will become obvious very quickly. HELP, REQUEST, and QUERY actions will be executed outside of a turn, due to their nature as meta-commands. Additional actions may open up at a later date. Bolded words are deemed 'important' - they will prompt additional depth of description and action- but other objects can be interacted with as well, though they may not yield as much.

Well, this is it.
You have given up so much for this.
Before you sits the multifurcator, the item you just signed your current and next soul away for.
Two souls and identities. One device. An even trade.
Already, you can feel your being slipping from your mind like water through a funnel.
First go your memories. Last goes your name.
But it was worth it.
Right?
What does it even do? You can't remember.


You only have one thing in the world, and it sits in your breast pocket softly, calmly, with a weight unbefitting its meager size.
Your name is gone, and your life starts anew.

You stand on the street corner in front of a building with blood-red curtains. A thin amber barrier covers the door.
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels empty. You have no name.
The road churns with people, lined with tall shops and buildings as it stretches off in all four directions.
What do you do?

>HELP
DO: [ACTION] >execute an action
LOOK <OBJECT> >Examine an object or look around
ASK [PERSON] [QUESTION] > Ask a person a question
PONDER [OBJECT] > reflect on an object
REQUEST [KEYWORD] <DESCRIPTION> >request a keyword be added, clarification optional.
QUERY [QUESTION] >Ask for clarification from the GM.
HELP <COMMAND> > further elucidate a command's function or list commands again

>_

[Hawk132]

>LOOK MULTIFURCATOR
>PONDER MULTIFURCATOR

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You stand on the street corner in front of a building with blood-red curtains. A thin amber barrier covers the door.
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels empty. You have no name.
The road churns with people, lined with tall shops and buildings as it stretches off in all four directions.
What do you do?

>LOOK MULTIFURCATOR
A small tablet, roughly an inch across and four tall. It seems to be made of a rigid glassy black metal, and you get the feeling you couldn't destroy it if you tried. It bears three glowing segments on the front - one white, two black and red- and a carved inscription on the back:
"From one, many.
Cascading collapse."
It seems alien, like it doesn't only exist here, and it carries a weight that rests on your newly-born soul.

>PONDER MULTIFURCATOR
The thing you sold your soul for. It seems tied to you, somehow. You do not know what it does, or how.

>_

[StrawBarrel]

>LOOK THIN AMBER BARRIER
>LOOK PEOPLE

[Trapezohedron]

At risk of derping, let's not ask.

>DO MULTIFURCATOR PEOPLE

[TheBiggerFish]

>LOOK SELF
>PONDER SELF

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You stand on the street corner in front of a building with blood-red curtains. A thin amber barrier covers the door.
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels empty. You have no name.
The road churns with people, lined with tall shops and buildings as it stretches off in all four directions.
What do you do?

>LOOK THIN AMBER BARRIER
A transparent, hazy amber wall. It seems to be only there for you - others take no notice, and the sensation you get if you touch it is less pressure and more forbiddance. It's likely a result of your pact - they won't let you in again until your new soul is nice and matured, in accordance with the contract.
>LOOK PEOPLE
Something seems off about them. They seem... hazy, as if someone split them into a thousand copies and then overlaid the result, just a little out of sync. The multifurcator seems to resonate slightly with them, as if it is, in some way, responsible. As if it is doing, changing, something, with yourself as the focus.

>DO: MULTIFURCATOR PEOPLE
ERROR:"MULTIFURCATOR PEOPLE" IS NOT AN ACTION. FALLING BACK TO "USE MULTIFURCATOR ON PEOPLE"

You feel yourself split. Two minds, two sights, one self.

One of you pulls out the multifurcator and points one end at the crowd. The black and red segments flash, and the people on the street suddenly seem bewildered, most of them clutching their heads. An unlucky few run, confused, and then shortly collapse, screaming in a thousand tongues about there being too much of something, something about thoughts or minds or memories, you can't tell through the layers and the din. The street is chaos. The few vehicles that are rumbling along spasm and go out of control.

The other does not. The street passes as usual, the people act as usual. All is calm

You stand on the street corner in front of a building with blood-red curtains. A thin amber barrier covers the door.
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels somewhat empty. You have no name.
The road churns with screaming, confused people, a few unmoving, and is lined with tall shops and buildings as it stretches off in all four directions.
What do you do?

You stand on the street corner in front of a building with blood-red curtains. A thin amber barrier covers the door.
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels somewhat empty. You have no name.
The road churns with people, lined with tall shops and buildings as it stretches off in all four directions.
What do you do?



PONDER SELF
You recently sold your last and present soul to purchase the multifurcator. You are experiencing two selves, and one of them did something to the people in the street with the multifurcator. You have no wounds. You have no lodgings. You have no name.

[TheBiggerFish]

>USE OTHER SIDE OF THE MULTIFURCATOR PEOPLE
/
>USE OTHER SIDE OF THE MULTIFURCATOR PEOPLE

[StrawBarrel]

>DO GO SOUTH

[EpochFlame]

>DO: USE MULTIFURCATOR MULTIFURCATOR

[Trapezohedron]

>DO

n = 0
{
:loop:
  USE MULTIFURCATOR SELF
    n = n + 1
    if n == 100
    then goto :end:
else goto :loop:
:end:
end
}

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You stand on the street corner in front of a building with blood-red curtains. A thin amber barrier covers the door.
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels somewhat empty. You have no name.
The road churns with screaming, confused people, a few unmoving, and is lined with tall shops and buildings as it stretches off in all four directions.
What do you do?

You stand on the street corner in front of a building with blood-red curtains. A thin amber barrier covers the door.
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels somewhat empty. You have no name.
The road churns with people, lined with tall shops and buildings as it stretches off in all four directions.
What do you do?

>DO: USE OTHER SIDE OF THE MULTIFURCATOR PEOPLE
You split again. Four Minds, four sights, one self.

One self attempts to revert his action by turning the multifurcator around and using it again. It doesn't seem to work - the multifurcator does nothing. One poor fool runs up to you, asking in a burbled slew of a thousand words what you did. You stumble back from him just as a careening vehicle strikes the poor fellow. He goes silent and still.

Another, the one who used the multifurcator first, does nothing, doesn't arise suspicion. There is nobody there to force you back from where you were standing. You are struck, and your vision goes grey as all your multifurcators' white sections flash.

One mind goes silent and dissipates. Three minds, three sights, one self.

A third uses the multifurcator for the first time, but the other end. The same result occurs. The screaming begins again, all is the same.

The fourth does nothing. A woman walks over. Her words are layered, as if she is saying every phrase at once, but the tone asks if you're alright.

>DO GO SOUTH
You split once more. Six minds, six sights, one self.

One self, shaken, stumbles southwards and emerges into a market.

Another does nothing. The screaming crowd notices and closes. Your vision goes grey and the white sections flash.
One mind goes silent and dissipates. Five minds, five sights, one self.

One self, the one who only other side of the multifurcator, turns, walks south calmly, disregarding the chaos and screams behind you.

The other one who used the other side of the multifurcator, does nothing, doesn't arise suspicion. There is nobody there to force you back from where you were standing. You are struck, and your vision goes grey as all your multifurcators' white sections flash.
One mind goes silent and dissipates. Four minds, four sights, one self.

One of the ones that the woman asked turns and walks away, into the market.

The last does nothing. The woman again emits that string of nonsense, but the tone is questioning.

You stand in the market. There are shops all around, and a road to the north
You are wearing a slightly bloody rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels mostly full. You have no name. You are shaken
Screams roil from the road to the north. The people here are confused and scared, and a few are looking at you.
What do you do?

You stand in the market. There are shops all around, and a road to the north
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels mostly full. You have no name.
Screams roil from the road to the north. The people here are confused and scared.
What do you do?

You stand in the market. There are shops all around, and a road to the north
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels mostly full. You have no name.
The people here mill about, looking at the various shops.
What do you do?

You stand on the street corner in front of a building with blood-red curtains. A thin amber barrier covers the door.
You are wearing a rough-spun suit and carry the multifurcator in your pocket, alongside roughly 12¤ in change - enough for a simple meal, maybe two if you stretch it. You have no wounds. You do not have lodging. Your head feels mostly full. You have no name.
The road churns with people, lined with tall shops and buildings as it stretches off in all four directions.
A worried woman stands before you.
What do you do?

>DO: USE MULTIFURCATOR MULTIFURCATOR
ERR: CANNOT USE MULTIFURCATOR ON MULTIFURCATOR.


>DO

n = 0
{
:loop:
  USE MULTIFURCATOR SELF
    INCREMENT n +1
    if n == 100
    then goto :end:
else goto :loop:
:end:
end
}
ERR: INVALID SYNTAX: "goto" NOT DEFINED.

NEW PREFIX:
FORCE![COMMAND] > force all selves to do an action -> do not have a do-don't split.

I underestimated the power of exponential growth. Oh good god.

[Trapezohedron]

>FORCE! GM FIX INVALID SYNTAX

else

02 >DO COMMIT SUICIDE

else else

>HELP
>PRINT "I am not good with computers :c"

[TheBiggerFish]

>DO CREATE NUMBERING SYSTEM TO REFER TO SELVES.
>PONDER VARIOUS CESSATIONS.

[StrawBarrel]

>ASK [WORRIED WOMAN] CAN YOU HELP ME?