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Post by eerr on Sept 28, 2016 22:04:46 GMT
>Get poser.
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Post by 1337Walrus on Sept 29, 2016 0:01:24 GMT
> If all else fails, just forcibly eject the hammer and nails by picking up junk that WOULD NOT cause damage if launched out of your sylladex, and just solely picking up the hammer.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2016 6:48:56 GMT
> Ooh, this'll be a good one. Nail that CAKE to the wall. You are NOT going to let all that time making this CONFECTION-BASED MASTERPIECE be for nothing by TRYING to nail it to the wall, it'll be ruined! You REGISTRIFY the POSTER. In any case, you now feel like you have gathered enough things to get down to business and do some really important stuff. The next thing you do will probably be exceptionally meaningful.
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Post by _ on Sept 29, 2016 6:56:59 GMT
> eat the face cake.
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Post by 1337Walrus on Sept 29, 2016 12:54:24 GMT
> Get on your computer.
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Post by eerr on Sept 29, 2016 19:32:57 GMT
>Put your hands on your head and spin around until you get dizzy.
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Post by 1337Walrus on Sept 30, 2016 6:07:43 GMT
> Fine, let's go the boring route. USE the HAMMER AND NAILS on the POSTER, and attach it to the WALL.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 30, 2016 13:15:13 GMT
> Fine, let's go the boring route. USE the HAMMER AND NAILS on the POSTER, and attach it to the WALL. You use the HAMMER, NAILS, and POSTER in conjunction with each other and... It's glorious, the old man really came through this time. Come on and slam, and welcome to the jam.
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Post by 1337Walrus on Sept 30, 2016 18:12:18 GMT
> Hey, your art on that cake just undid itself.
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Post by Piono on Sept 30, 2016 18:19:05 GMT
(Now I want to see all these little art inconsistencies actually be put relevant.)
Hm... check the computer, maybe your chums ate online?
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Post by telaxius on Oct 1, 2016 2:50:05 GMT
> Use your computational device.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2016 9:45:17 GMT
> Hey, your art on that cake just undid itself. (Now I want to see all these little art inconsistencies actually be put relevant.) Hm... check the computer, maybe your chums ate online? > Use your computational device. What are you talking about? There is no "art" on any of these cakes, and your quite sure there never has been. You get on your computer, however none of your PALS are online yet, you're sure they'll send you a message when they are though. Maybe it's the boredom settling in, but you thought you heard something outside...
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Post by telaxius on Oct 1, 2016 10:23:37 GMT
> Check out FUCK FUCK FUCK.#CAKE
> Look outside and prove to yourself you're wrong
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Post by TrickleJest on Oct 1, 2016 10:32:50 GMT
> BADGER one of your PALs.
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Post by 1337Walrus on Oct 1, 2016 20:13:20 GMT
> Hang on, if you read ~ath out loud, it sounds like "'ti death." Delete that file immediately. Nothing good can come out of it.
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Post by ╫ on Oct 2, 2016 3:24:30 GMT
> Run the ~ATH script
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Post by TrickleJest on Oct 2, 2016 8:01:52 GMT
Cath, please ask the mods to move your adventure out of the Cradle.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2016 16:08:07 GMT
Cath, please ask the mods to move your adventure out of the Cradle. On it.
> > Look outside and prove to yourself you're wrong
It's just as you thought, the car is gone, your DAD has left, probably going to go get more baking supplies.
You have unlocked DOWNSTAIRS ACCESS!
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Post by Piono on Oct 2, 2016 17:10:38 GMT
>Descend
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Post by Sharkalien on Oct 3, 2016 1:36:58 GMT
>Go upstairs.
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Post by leetwalrus on Oct 3, 2016 6:04:07 GMT
use the stairway
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Post by TrickleJest on Oct 3, 2016 9:19:39 GMT
> Jump out into the tree! Whee!
PS: Shark finally updating his status and picture, the day has come...
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Post by 1337Walrus on Oct 4, 2016 6:44:29 GMT
> Maybe someone got on Pesterchu... er, Badger Pal while you were gazing out the window.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2016 19:33:45 GMT
You exit your room into the INTERSECTION, to the left is the balcony, the right leads downstairs, and ahead leads to the HALLWAY. You take a peek. The bathroom and your father's room are here. You proceed to the right of the intersection. On the wall hangs a picture of a fella who sure knows how to have a laugh, a man after your own heart. You always thought he looked a lot like Michael Cera. But your DAD swears on the many HALLOWED TOMBS of Egypt that it is not. You're not sure about that though. > John: Quit goofing around! Go downstairs already! You go downstairs. The accursed odor of fresh baking wafts into your newfound nostrils. Something is brewing in the KITCHEN. It must be the connivings of your arch nemesis, BETTY CROCKER, and the rich, buttery aroma of her plot stinks to high heaven.
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Post by Piono on Oct 6, 2016 20:22:34 GMT
>Go outside, check for mail, discover your dad got to it first, look in car and discover there's a package in there you won't receive until it's wreaked havoc on something incredibly important and causes tons of trouble because you couldn't freaking go get the mail. We all already know that's what happens.
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