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>Take lock, put dwarf into pouch
"You take the lock. The dwarf doesn't want to be put in the pouch, but he is no match to your woefully underused and cheeseburger laden muscles." >Down You hop into the hole which isn't covered by the trap door anymore. You are lucky that the hole isn't deep and that there is no acid at the bottom. It's too dark to see anything down here, though." Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A cucumber A leather pouch > a dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock |
>Use flashlight
"With all this stuff you are carrying it is rather hard to hold the flashlight. You try sticking it in your mouth, under you arm and even in your pants. Sadly none of these positions seems to allow you to see where you are going or be comfortable. The dwarf manages to get his head outside of the pouch. 'What you looking at bigjobs' His large mouth flaps away at you with more and more vulgar insults" Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A cucumber A leather pouch > a dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock |
>Put a fistful of Abandollars into the dwarf's mouth
"Suddenly and surprisingly, the dwarf is quiet. The bucket is still full of ¼ Abandollar coins." >Eat the cucumber "Again suddenly und surprisingly, you are able to hold the flashlight with the hand you used to hold the cucumber before." Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A leather pouch > a dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock |
>Look
"You find yourself in a large cave, filled with furniture near the trap door. All the furniture is half the size one would expect for a normal person to use. At the far end of the cave a small hole leads into more darkness. The floor is covered in a fine sand and water runs down the walls in places. The dwarf is starting to fidget in the pouch...his muffled mutterings getting louder as you walk closer to the furniture. There is something glittering on a desk not far away." Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A leather pouch > a dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock |
>Examine Sand
"It's just sand which has been walked on a lot. There is something glittering on a desk not far away." Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A leather pouch > a dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock |
> Look desk
Lying glittering on the desk is a golden idol. The idol is shaped like a clam. > Take golden clam-idol You slowly move towards the glittering golden clam-idol, you breathe deeply and slowly. You lean forward over the desk, hands either side of the golden clam-idol and pause... Ever so gently you lift the golden clam-idol from its resting place. BAM From out of nowhere a giant boulder appears and begins rolling towards you with the only purpose of crushing your thieving little bones > Stop boulder Really? Who are you kidding fatty? Of course nothing happens. The boulder continues its terrifying path towards your soft bits. You begin to run down the black corridor towards more darkness - cursing the awesome movie from the 80's that gave the author this idea. Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A leather pouch > a dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock A golden clam-idol |
>Run faster
"I thought I got you to understand this, you are a fat loser you will not be able to run faster...but fine lets see if you can. Go on try...see told you fatty. After much running you come across a large pit, deep and big enough to stop the boulder. However you don't think you could make the jump to the other side and safety. Beside the pit is a small power socket." Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A leather pouch > a dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock A golden clam-idol |
>Stick fingers in socket
"You...what? Really? Didn't your mother ever tell you not to do that? Ok then..... You stick your fingers in the socket and.... Gain superpowers? You fly across the pit to safety. No, not really, you just get several hundred volts you idiot, the shock does send you flying across the pit though. I guess your mother was wrong" Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A leather pouch > a dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock A golden clam-idol A lot of pain |
> Look
You are lying on the opposite side of the pit. The giant boulder hurtles down into the pit and thankfully far far away from your tender body. You are on the floor of a dark corridor, but in the distance you can see what must be daylight and you can hear the faint sounds of bird calls. There is a sticky wet red substance oozing from beneath your body and you are in a lot of pain. > Examine red substance OH GOD IT'S BLOOD! > Examine a lot of pain You are lying flat on the floor twitching sporadically and gently smoking from the massive electrical shock you administered to yourself only seconds earlier. It would seem that the blood does not belong to you. Your dwarf is silent. > Examine dwarf OH GOD IT'S DEAD! > Examine soul Yeah you'd better do that buddy, if you even have one left after your recent killing spree. What is it with you and crushing to death any hapless non-player characters who wander into your path? You slowly rise to your feet, and head towards the end of the tunnel determined to give the little fellow a viking funeral. You leave a trail of dwarf blood foot prints behind you. Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A leather pouch > a dead dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock A golden clam-idol A slightly less amount of pain |
>Step into sunlight
"You step forward into the bright, harsh sunlight of a fresh spring day. This perfect little area is ruined by your horrible smell and the blood dropping from the dead dwarf you have stuffed into a leather pouch. This day has not gone well for you it would seem. A boat gently bobs on a small river a little further into the small clearing in front of you. Near the boat seems to be some sort of vending machine, with a rope tied to it and the boat. Nothing shall be easy this day for me, you think." Inventory: A flashlight (Working) A plastic bucket full of ¼ Abandollar coins A hairdryer with power-cord A leather pouch > a dead dwarf A collapsed crowbar A brass lock A golden clam-idol A small amount of physical pain...the rest has become emotional pain. |
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