You awaken in a SMALL CLEARING. The sounds of ALL MANNER OF WILDLIFE pierce the THROBBING PAIN in your HEAD. That must have been a wild night.

A multitude of trees surround you on all sides, colored green with MID-SPRING LEAVES. A few lie in pieces near your feet. A set of small footprints lead away from your body to the EAST. You recognize them as belonging to a humanoid of child-like appearance, possibly a MIDGET.

Visible Exits are NORTH and EAST.

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Basically, I'm silly and want to play a game. Feel free to input commands as you like, and I'll oblige when time and muse permit. This is going to be silly and not-at-all-serious.

And now my game will stagnate.

>Take Nap

You quickly decide that the BEST COURSE OF ACTION is to catch forty winks so that this awful HEADACHE will subside. Nevermind the footprints. Nevermind the potential dangers in the woods. You're going to get some sleep.

Some time later, you awaken and find that your HEADACHE has lessened. However, there is now a LOAF of BREAD near your RIGHT ARM. It looks FRESH.

Visible exits are NORTH and EAST.

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>Acquire delicious bread. Also exam self for identifying clues related to the nature of the adventure, ie medieval, modern, et cetera. Contemplate potential gains of second nap after having such a confusing thought.

That is a GREAT MANY commands to be input at once. In your HASTY MOVEMENTS, you come to the conclusion that this BREAD is indeed DELICIOUS and that you must be on an ADVENTURE to deliver it. As such, forty more winks sounds like a TERRIBLE PLAN as you probably have somewhere to be now.

But where would you want to go? You know that somewhere beyond the forest is the HALL OF MANY. Perhaps they might help you deliver your BREAD?

Obvious exits are NORTH and EAST.

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>Screw the Hall of Many and Eat Bread

>That plan is bad and we should feel bad for thinking of it. Being Legion, the Hall of Many is clearly our destination/point of origin, and getting there post haste should be our goal.

>eat hand to compensate for not being able to eat bread

>Accepting the compromise, the goal then is to carry our delicious bread northward while also nibbling on our left hand, to find the tastiest spot.

> Go West. (Life is peaceful there)

Heading NORTH, you find yourself headed into the forest's thicker part. Many trees close in around you and you suddenly notice a significant feeling of IMMINENT DANGER prickling at the back of your neck. Still further NORTH, you can make out a small fire. Your SENSE OF SELF-PRESERVATION insists that going this way is a bad idea, but the HALL OF MANY is beyond this area, and your delicious BREAD will soon grow stale.

Along the way, however, you have discovered that suckling on your PINKIE is the most satisfying.

Obvious exits are NORTH and SOUTH.

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>bite off and eat pinkie

>Savor the taste of pinky by keeping it attached and suckling - biting it off is a plan to be put on hold, as the freshest burst of blood is the most poisonous, making it the most effective weapon should we be assaulted while continuing North.

>eat the fire.

Go South, South, East.

>wonder if i am suffering from a mental illness at my strange actions

sent from my notsosmartphone of breakingthingsness

You are confident that you are a NORMAL FUNCTIONING MEMBER OF SOCIETY and assure yourself that there is absolutely NOTHING WRONG with you.

That said, a VARIETY OF THOUGHTS plague you as you wander into the forest. The trees seem to grow taller and darker with every step. Wasn't there a fire to the NORTH? You seem to have gotten lost and now notice that you are in a very different part of the forest. EERIE SOUNDS haunt you at every turn. You think you hear a MONSTER rustling in the bushes behind you.

At least you have your delicious BREAD to keep you company.

Obvious exits are WEST and NORTH.

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Draw the monsters out with a dance party

You FLAIL YOUR LEGS liberally, hoping that the stamping of your feet will attract the creatures. You aren't sure why you think it's such a GOOD IDEA to call monsters from bushes when they clearly want to eat your throat, but you've been acting on impulse a great deal lately, so why not?

And sure enough, your strange behavior causes the bush to rustle once more, and a SMALL HUMANOID FIGURE appears from within the leaves. "What are ye doin'?" it asks. "You're a mite large to be a dancerleg. Must be one of them Deelooshunals."

It doesn't seem to want to leave the confines of the bush, and every so often it grasps the branches and gives them a GOOD SHAKE.

Obvious exits are WEST and NORTH.

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Encourage the monster to join in the dancing.

>am curious about checking out the bush. should check out the bush. want to check out the bush - maybe the bush-creature knows the way to the HALL OF MANY.

>eat the monster. It will go nicely with our bread.

Bumpity? o.o

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College is roughtimes.

You decide maybe that you can convince the creature to leave the bush. You hatch an INGENIOUS PLAN and begin to dance a JITTERBUG ROUTINE, waving for the creature to join you. Hesitantly, he leaves his bush hiding place, shaking his limbs in time to your imagined music. "Maybe we could do a jigdance a fair moment, yes," he says, joining you.

You KEEP IT UP for a bit, letting him take the lead before JUMPING into the bush he abandoned. Now you are in control! Haha! You SHAKE THE BRANCHES vigorously and say, "Tell me where the HALL OF MANY is!"

Panicked, he holds his hands up. "Dun steal me bush! Deelooshunals don't have to be crazythieves! NORTH to the HALL! Go NORTH and leave me bush alone!"

Obvious exits are WEST and NORTH

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Take the hard path and go SOUTH. So far SOUTH that it eventually become NORTH

>change mind, go North to not be a jerk to ourselves.

Feeling conflicted, you ultimately decide to flip a COIN to pick whether you go SOUTH or NORTH. Unfortunately, you realize that you do not have a COIN of ANY KIND to flip, and as you glance at the bush creature, he SHAKES THE BRANCHES and eyes you.

"What do y'want, Deelooshunal? Go 'way and never steal me bush!"

You explain that you're still not sure if you should follow his CLEAR AND EXPLICIT DIRECTIONS. The shaking halts and he gives you A SERIOUS AND INCREDULOUS LOOK. "Look, just go NORTH! It can't be hard, Deelooshunal. Maybe you got directionloss in the headbrain?"

Frowning, you see that you couldn't have gone SOUTH anyway as there is NOTHING in that direction. You go NORTH and the woods begin to CLUSTER thickly around you. You hold your BREAD close to you for comfort as it begins to grow more frightening.

Obvious exits are NORTH and SOUTH.

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Search for something you can defend yourself and your precious bread with around you

> Climb a tall tree to get a better look at the area.

Your BREAD is such a fragile thing, and you don't want to see it DAMAGED BEYOND REPAIR, and so you search frantically for a WEAPON OF SELF-DEFENSE +3. You search HIGH and you search LOW, but you're not sure what's the best thing to use. You could take a tree BRANCH, but most of them seem pretty rotten. You could use a heavy ROCK, but then it might weigh you down, and it's very awkwardly sized.

Deciding that it would be a VERY GOOD IDEA to get your bearings, you search for a tree nearby to climb. There appears to be a large oak covered in golden foliage nearby, and you proceed to grip it while holding your BREAD close. Very quickly, you find yourself rather high up and the ground is DANGEROUSLY FAR AWAY.

Up on a thick tree limb, you see a small squirrel gathering nuts. It seems like it might be interested in your BREAD.

Obvious exits are DOWN and BRANCH.

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