UnGames:HyperSquare
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The color of the walls are a rinsing off-white. Once in this room you notice champagne 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 melodramatic stench of a Broo. This room is abrasively lit. There is tequilla all over the floor. You wonder what happened here. There are pipes coming out of each wall, some of them are dripping tequilla.
Yikes, that World of Warcraft gamer would have eaten you, had it not been already chasing that ferret. You watch shyly as both depart shyly through a small crack in the floor.
The whale that was sitting still in a corner just went through the small hole in the wall. Cool beans, that was close that could have been a Gronn.
Yikes, that hard-boiled egg would have eaten you, had it not been already chasing that rabbit. You watch righteously as both depart righteously through a small crack in the floor.
On one of the walls, you see spray painted, "A father's child, a mother's child, yet no one's son. Who am I?"...and you think to yourself what Carlos Mencia fan wrote that?
There are bee penis and penis floating in a digestive juices-filled cauldron by the lithium fireplace.
In a nutshell, take your time in here I am sure there are no giant space wasps about.
