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let's play a user-generated text adventure! Post an action to be performed based upon the post above you, or a response to that action. No replying to your own posts for obvious reasons. I'll start:

 

You are standing in an open field west of a white house, with a boarded front door.There is a small mailbox here.

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"That which you do not know, is not a moral charge against you; but that which you refuse to know, is an account of infamy growing in your soul. Make every allowance for errors of knowledge; do not forgive or accept any breach of morality."

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Look inside the mailbox.

I don't like writer's block, I prefer to call it writer's parry.

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You find a large manila envelope that says, "These be yo Bills fool!" on it.

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They call me Snake. They call me Es Rake. They call me Srahkay. That's nahmaname. That's nahmaname. That's not my... name.

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Go inside the house.

I don't like writer's block, I prefer to call it writer's parry.

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You don't have a lighter or matches. There is a 7/11 down the street where you can get some.

I don't like writer's block, I prefer to call it writer's parry.

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I don't know how to do that.

 

You are standing in an open field west of a white house, with a boarded front door. There is a small mailbox here.

I bring you mortal danger and cookies. Not necessarily in that order.

http://www.youtube.com/jclc

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You arrive at the 7/11. The bright sign at the entrance foretells the wonders hidden inside.

 

The 7/11 is to the west. You can see a white house to the east. The road continues north to the woods.

 

-- Night falls. It is pitch black. If you stay here, you are likely to be eaten by a grue.

I bring you mortal danger and cookies. Not necessarily in that order.

http://www.youtube.com/jclc

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Go inside 7/11.

I don't like writer's block, I prefer to call it writer's parry.

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The store clerk greets you. "We are going out of business, please help yourself to whatever items you like".

 

You see: food pack, sub-machine gun, sword, adult magazine, flashlight.

I bring you mortal danger and cookies. Not necessarily in that order.

http://www.youtube.com/jclc

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Take sub-machine gun, flashlight and food pack.

I don't like writer's block, I prefer to call it writer's parry.

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Shoot out store windows.

I don't like writer's block, I prefer to call it writer's parry.

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You lay out a blazing barrage of gun fire. Nothing happens.

 

The store clerk yawns.

 

You see: sword, adult magazine.

I bring you mortal danger and cookies. Not necessarily in that order.

http://www.youtube.com/jclc

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Reload gun.

I don't like writer's block, I prefer to call it writer's parry.

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The sub-machine gun is fully loaded.

 

The store clerk says "I'm sorry sir, but we are closing right now" and throws you out. The door of the 7/11 closes behind you and the sign is turned off.

 

You can see a white house to the east. The road continues north to the woods.

 

-- It is pitch black. If you stay here, you are likely to be eaten by a grue.

I bring you mortal danger and cookies. Not necessarily in that order.

http://www.youtube.com/jclc

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Go east.

I don't like writer's block, I prefer to call it writer's parry.

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