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Nivim

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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #30 on: October 04, 2009, 09:07:03 pm »

> Wake whenever
 You find yourself slowly drifting back to consciousness. You open your eyes a little. In your vision you see a rocking chair silhouetted by the dancing flames of a merry hearth fire, the rest is obscured by the folds of your blanket. Your curled up on a pad of some sort, with your head on a bundle of blanket. You are warm, cozy, and disinclined to move.
> Carefully get out of bed
 Your shoulder aches and you feel really drowsy. You don't want to move, and continue to watch the flickering flames and shadows.

(Again, I'm done for today, as I need to sleep for tomorrow.)
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #31 on: October 04, 2009, 09:50:53 pm »

Check if any part of your surroundings have changed. Find a window, look through it.
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #32 on: October 04, 2009, 09:57:17 pm »

Thrash like a freaking punk rocker.
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #33 on: October 06, 2009, 06:49:36 am »

> Get out of bed.
> Get out of bed.
> Get out of bed.
> Get out of bed.
> Get out of bed.
> Get out of bed.
> Get out of bed.
> ...5 more minutes?
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Nivim

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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #34 on: October 06, 2009, 06:24:28 pm »

> Check if any part of your surroundings have changed. Find a window, look through it.
 Changed from what? You don't remember anything.

> Thrash like a freaking punk rocker.
 You have something like a seizure. This wakes you up slightly as you wonder what just happened.

(I don't know how a punk rocker would thrash, so I guessed.)

> Get out of bed.
 But you ache, and it warm and cozy here.

> Get out of bed.
 You consider what you could possibly want out of bed; and decide there isn't anything.

> Get out of bed.
 Perhaps you aught to figure out what caused that sudden shaking. Maybe another time. You continue to look at the pretty fire.

> Get out of bed.
 Sensation returns to more of your body, and you notice your tail is out from under the covers by the wall, it is cold. Well that's a reason to re-situate. You make a minuscule effort to move your limbs, and decide it's too much.

> Get out of bed.
 You realize it will only get colder with time. You start moving around some of the blanket to get out; your claws get stuck and you stop working on it. Does it really matter that much?

> Get out of bed.
 After a moments pause, you unstick yourself and make very sure not to get stuck again. You manage to get the covers off, and you begin to try and wrap yourself up again.

> Get out of bed.
 "I'm up, I'm up!" you mumble. You stop trying to put yourself back to bed and sit up. You feel mildly dizzy.

> ...5 more minutes?
 You flop down on your back, content to wait until you don't feel dizzy, or so foggy.
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #35 on: October 06, 2009, 06:35:56 pm »

>Pretend the bed is a cat pit and get out
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Nivim

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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #36 on: October 06, 2009, 06:41:41 pm »

> Pretend the bed is a cat pit and get out
 An image of being trapped in a pit with many feral cats is flashed into your mind. You leap up in fear! You feel extremely dizzy, but it soon passes. Why are you awake again?
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #37 on: October 06, 2009, 06:44:31 pm »

>Practice Martial Arts
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #38 on: October 06, 2009, 07:08:40 pm »

Check what gender you are, the genetics of gender are quite a bit less standardized than many peaple think, and a change from mama to reptile might have changed other stuff as well as a  side effect.
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #39 on: October 06, 2009, 07:26:55 pm »

> Practice Martial Arts
 Perhaps you got up for exercise, you don't think you've done any in too long, as your muscles aren't very...existent. You jab and swing at the air (with your hand open and tense), do a few kicks, and accidentally *whap!* whip your tail while turning around. Your rocking chair is knocked over into the fire [1], and you rush to right it. It is only slightly singed [4]. The tail seems to have significantly more force than your "normal" attempts.
You are now awake.

> Check what gender you are.
 You can't particularly tell, but when you look at your midsection you see an odd diagram tattooed between your legs. It has a few arrows pointing out, among a number of other symbols, almost like it's describing "to take from within and send it elsewhere". You mostly wonder how scales can possibly have a tattoo, as you know they should shed. You bring your attention to the room and see no shed skins.

(Armok, do you want spoilers?)
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #40 on: October 06, 2009, 07:46:22 pm »

> Closely examine the wall to the right of the door. Possibly apply tail to wall with full force.
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #41 on: October 06, 2009, 08:05:52 pm »

>Look for food/drink
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Nivim

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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #42 on: October 06, 2009, 08:17:40 pm »

> Closely examine the wall to the right of the door. Possibly apply tail to wall with full force.
 For some reason, you are drawn to examine the wall to the right of the door in your room, it looks like a rouge-hewn solid cave wall. It doesn't look like it was dug out with a pick, in that you can find no tool's pattern in its uneven surface. You knock on it a few times, it's hollow! You check the other walls and find that it's the only one.
 You think that it's a perfectly safe target for you to practice whipping your tail, although in the back of your thoughts you think it might hurt. Your tail goes *crack!* against the wall; your tail is unharmed, even if stinging slightly. There is now a tiny chipped place on the wall. Perhaps you weren't as weak as you thought you were.

> Look for food/drink.
 You bring your attention to the table by the door, and take note of a kettle of warm tea and a bowl of strange soup. You do feel just a bit thirsty, do you want to drink the tea?
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #43 on: October 06, 2009, 08:24:13 pm »

NO TEA!!!

Breath fire at the fireplace.

See how many rooms you can reach.

Find a window and look out of it.
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Re: Text you can play; you are somewhere.
« Reply #44 on: October 06, 2009, 08:38:55 pm »

>This success with the wall is good. Continue in your attempts to break the wall. Ignore any thoughts about suicide for now.
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