> stepeth BACKWARDS from ye halo, just to not progress thy game, then get boredeth of being thy disobedient, and actually step into halo.
After doing absolutely nothing for a while, ye steppeth into ye blue halo.
Ye find yeself in yon dungeon.
Obvious exits are NORTH and NOT IOWA.
What woulds thou deja vu?...er, do?
Ye hits North in it's middlin, but there beith only Greenland there, so it doth not matter.
Ye find yeself in Canada.
Ye spies an INTELLEGENT CIVILIZATION.
Ye also sees a BOTTLE OF SYROP and ye BORDER PATROL.
Further NORTH ye spies ye ANCIENT TEMPLE OF YE FLASK.
What woulds thou do?
> sayeth ye is more cleverer than ye INTELLEGENT CIVILISATION, then groan that ther is more to do with ye flask, why is it always ye flask, EVERYWHERE YE FLASK, THY CANNOT STAND IT! AAARRRGGGHHH!!! *gets put in a straight jacket and then carried off*
> sayeth ye is more cleverer than ye INTELLEGENT CIVILISATION, then groan that ther is more to do with ye flask, why is it always ye flask, EVERYWHERE YE FLASK, THY CANNOT STAND IT! AAARRRGGGHHH!!! *gets put in a straight jacket and then carried off*
Ye decideth that ye has better things to do than freak out over Ye Flask.
If ye weren't a simpleton, ye'd challenge ye IC to an IQ match, but since ye are one, ye just say "Hey, ye nerds! Ye art dumberer than me am!"
Now ye will always be known as an idiot in Canada. Way to go, genius.
What house? Thou art in Canada!
Perhaps thou needs a reminder:
Ye find yeself in Canada.
Ye spies an INTELLEGENT CIVILIZATION.
Ye also sees a BOTTLE OF SYROP and ye BORDER PATROL.
Further NORTH ye spies ye ANCIENT TEMPLE OF YE FLASK.
What woulds thou do?
Save'd.
Ye doth not see ye flask; just it's temple.
Ye gets "They Might Be Giants" to sing thou a song, but thou art grounded, and not allowed to hear it!!!
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After doing absolutely nothing for a while, ye steppeth into ye blue halo.
Ye find yeself in yon dungeon.
Obvious exits are NORTH and NOT IOWA.
What woulds thou deja vu?...er, do?
Ye hits North in it's middlin, but there beith only Greenland there, so it doth not matter.
Ye find yeself in Canada.
Ye spies an INTELLEGENT CIVILIZATION.
Ye also sees a BOTTLE OF SYROP and ye BORDER PATROL.
Further NORTH ye spies ye ANCIENT TEMPLE OF YE FLASK.
What woulds thou do?
Ye decideth that ye has better things to do than freak out over Ye Flask.
If ye weren't a simpleton, ye'd challenge ye IC to an IQ match, but since ye are one, ye just say "Hey, ye nerds! Ye art dumberer than me am!"
Now ye will always be known as an idiot in Canada. Way to go, genius.
> throw thy idiot party
Thou art a simpleton...
Fine, but no cold ones!
Ye has made a MESS!!!
That's it. Thou art GROUNDED!!!
...well, no knocking on doors for a month!
Thou still art grounded, but now ye has a MESS.
Thou can see whoozit in a boot in there. Thou art a simpleton, but thou art not insane.
Ye hath already done that. Stuffed in ye pockets, just like a simpleton.
What house? Thou art in Canada!
Perhaps thou needs a reminder:
Ye find yeself in Canada.
Ye spies an INTELLEGENT CIVILIZATION.
Ye also sees a BOTTLE OF SYROP and ye BORDER PATROL.
Further NORTH ye spies ye ANCIENT TEMPLE OF YE FLASK.
What woulds thou do?
> SAVE GAME
> Get ye flask
Cool! This is the 100th post in this thread!
> Celebrate 100th post in ye thread
Save'd.
Ye doth not see ye flask; just it's temple.
Ye gets "They Might Be Giants" to sing thou a song, but thou art grounded, and not allowed to hear it!!!
Ye Border Patrol stopeths thou. Thou needeth a reason to go there, other than thou has nothing else to do, or find a way to get rid of him...
He beith a snooty jerk, saying things like "Thou could be a terrorist!" Snob.
Not as long as he's looking straight at thou. If only thou could make him lose his post...
Simpleton= Boy Scout + I'm not gonna let you= NO.
Does ye have anything to make a guy "quit" his job???
>Make a delicious SYROP CAKE
Ye has a FIRED STAMP and a MESS.
And now, a SYROP CAKE (with some still lefteth over!!!).
and then
> give him SYROP CAKE as a retirement present.
Ye stampeth his head with thy "FIRED" stamp.
He goeth home crying to his mommy before ye can give him thy syrop cake. More for ye, then. >: )
>get ye flask
>win thy game
Ye doth not haveth 2 guards to rubbeth together, besides, ye seeth no door, nor any ye flasks.
And I'm not gonna let ye win... yet!!!:p
Thou artn't even invited in there.
...but that dothn't mean thou can't get in there...
It's not big enough for thou's liking.