UnGames:HyperSquare
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The color of the walls are a throwing on-white. Once in this room you notice lubrizol stains on the walls, and the same four doors; one behind you, to left, right and one in front of you. You may chose one door and leave through it.
Also, you notice the pimpalicious stench of a Slith. This room is quickly lit. This no-frills room is cluttered with all kinds of junk. You see a picture of Pee-wee Herman, a painting of what looks like Basingrad, and hamburger that was half eaten by a Hemulen.
There are cat wrists and wrists floating in a urine-filled cauldron by the pocket-sized fireplace.
On top of the fat stench there is an odor of apple coming from one of the doors. Which door is it coming from? Before you know it, you wonder if Fatty Arbuckle is cooking it, or is it a Myr using food to lure you?
Yikes, that Duergar would have eaten you, had it not been already chasing that chipmunk. You watch exuberantly as both depart exuberantly through a small crack in the floor.
On one of the walls, you see spray painted, "Some will use me, while others will not, some have remembered, while others have forgot. For profit or gain, I'm used expertly, I can't be picked off the ground or tossed into the sea. What am I?"...and you think to yourself what Angelina Jolie fan wrote that?
There is a sanctifying hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but oblivious darkness and the faint sound of sanctifying wind.
Put a sock in it, quit playing with that ambiguous clitoris. It probably belongs to Sal Fasano. Pick a door and let's go already.
