You're in a room and go into the wardobe
[[continue on]]
[[turn back instead and just leave the room]]you walk forward and reach a fork in the road
[[go left]]
[[go right]]
Like the worrier and non-risk taker you are, you decide to turn back instead and just leave the room. With this decision, many adventures went unadventured and you spend the rest of your days wondering what was behind that wardrobe in the room on the seventh floor of your grandfather's mansion.
The End
Camelot
A knight is riding quickly towards you on his mighty steed.
[[run back home in fear]]
[[wait for him to approach]]Narnian desert
[[turn back]]
[[look around for any sign of life]][[turn back instead and just leave the room]] it seems like desert for miles
[[walk towards the sun]]
[[just go wherever and hope you find something]][[turn back instead and just leave the room]] He approaches. "How are you on this fine day, my lady?"
[[glare at him]]
[[respond]]you are nearly blinded
[[yell at the sun]]
[[complain about how you wished you brought your sunglasses]]
[[just keep walking, just keep walking]]you scan the horizon and see nothing until something shiny catches your eye. It's a bottle.
[[pick it up]]
[[kick it]]
[[ignore it]]He looks at you confused. "Er, how have I upset you? We have only just met." His eyes dart away and you realize how handsome he is.
[[you say "whatdya want??"]]
[[you're bedazzled]][[sarcasm]]
[[play along]]Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.Double-click this passage to edit it.You pick it up and decide to uncork it. There's nothing else around anyway so you might as well. THe cork pops out with a slight pull and the aroma of luscious cake fills your nares. Already drooling, you dump the contents of the bottle into your gaping mouth and promptly swallow the sugar-filled pastry. You trot over to the bottle and kick it. Unfortunately, it was a magical bottle that never gets full and keeps whatever is inside it safe and fresh. There was food inside the bottle. Foodstuffs is now everywhere. Well done.You ignore it. "Hey! These eyes are 20/20! Can you just - stop??" You are about the continue walking through the sand when you hear a voice. "I don't like that attitude, young'un. When you get to 4.5 billion years, you're gonna know why I'm so sizzlin' all the time!"
In anger, the sun throws a fireball at you.
[[you stare at the fireball]]
[[you scream at the fireball]]
[[you do a weird ninja move and dodge out of the way]]"I WISH I BROUGHT MY SUNGLASSES!" you say to no one in particular. "Damn right you do!" a very bright voice behind you chirps. You whirl around and nearly smack into the outstretched hand of a guy who looks like he's a surfer dude from California. "What?" you ask, bewildered. "Damn right you do!" the surfer dude repeats again before saying something else. "Hi. Here at Rey Bann, we want the best for our customers! If you can't find the right kind of eye accessory for you, we'll make a custom one! One of our top priorities is making sure customers feel comfortable getting out and enjoying the sun!" said the surfer dude with a tan. "First time customers get $10 off!" His voice was strained now and a bit too bright for your liking. You open your mouth to retort to this real-life commercial but the dude cuts you off with an uncomfortable smile. "You can stop by any Rey Bann location, any time! Sooubway. Eat flesh!"
You start to back away. "Thanks for the offer, but I think I'm good..." "Damn right you do!" he says for the third time. Having had enough, you turn and start running for your life but promptly trip. Those taekwondo lessons you started taking two days ago really came in handy. You try to get up but a cold, sweaty hand holds you down by the neck. A bright voice whispers loudly into your ear. "Sooubway. Eat flesh!"
The End.
[[start over]] Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking. Just keep walking.
Just keep walking. Oh, look! What's that?
[[go over and see what the thing is]]
[[just keep walking, damnit]]The fireball gets ever closer. You stare it down despite the burning sensation. Little did you know, you were born to stare down things and the fireball melts almost instantaneously in the air.
"What?!? That was a fireball premium! No one!" the Sun screamed. "No one defies my fireballs!" Roaring, it got so angry, it burned itself out and then there was no sun. And that is the story of how the Sun ended. Suddenly the desert was no longer a frying pan. Suddenly it became quite cold with the early disappearance of the sun.
[[you stare at the stars]]
[[you keep walking]]You start screaming at the fireball, not in fear, but in anger. The sun screams back at you as its fireball comes ever closer. Suddenly realizing that screaming is getting you nowhere, you burrow furiously into the sand. You duck your head just in time as the fireball races past you and explodes a couple of yards away. You hold your breath in the sand and try not to get a heart attack as a scorpion stares at you curiously, its pincers clicking. You glance back at the sun and see it growling in fury. There will be no human sacrifice today. The sun grunts and shoots away, turning the day into night.
You decide to wait it out for a while before getting on the move again. The scorpion decides to do that, too. You sniff in disgust at the creature that looks like a spider except with a tail with a very poisonous barb at the end. However, you're in the sand and end up choking on thousands of grains of sand. Trying to recover, you attempt to stand up but then realize your feet are stuck and you've been slowly sinking for the past few minutes. You're in a sand pit!
[[try to get out like any sensible person]]
[[do nothing]]You quickly dodge out of the way. Those taekwondo lessons you started taking two days ago really came in handy. The sun sees your squishy little body is still alive and shoots another fireball. The sun is muttering something incoherent: "Rah rah rah. I will kill kill kill. Rah rah..." You scrunch up your bushy eyebrows in frustration as you clumsily dodge the next fireball, too. And the next. And the next. Oh, and the one after that. There was another one after that one. And a lot more after that. By the way, you're immortal and so is the sun, unfortunately, so the sun just kept throwing fireballs and you just kept dodging 'em and avoiding fireballs is a pretty boring thing to do so that's the end of the story for you.
The End.
[[start over]]
you stare at the stars in awe. Suddenly something bumps into you. "What the-?" you say as you turn around. You look down and see a chipmunk-like creature. It looks up at you. "Hi!", it said. "Do you trust me?" You blinked. What an icebreaker, you thought. You were lost anyway and shrugged. Warily, "Yeah, I guess so." "Great!" the thing squeaked back. Great? What was that all about? It motioned for you to follow it as a hole suddenly appeared in the middle of the sand. You can't see anything beyond the gaping blackness of it. The creature hops in quickly. You glance around again before following it. You feel a sensation similar to being on a rollercoaster with your eyes closed and the person next to you is screaming loudly in your ear. Suddenly, the darkness around you is gone and you're standing in the middle of a town square, people bustling quickly around you. Looking at your new environment in awe, you smile and exhale a sigh of relief. Next to you, the chipmunk-like creature is tugging your hand and points to a shop where the overwhelming smell of bread is coming from. Nodding as you realize how hungry you are, you follow. The chipmunk thing chitters to the person in charge who eyes you before grunting and heaving a large paper bag full of pastries onto the counter. Your new friend produced something from its pouch you hadn't noticed was hanging by its side earlier and grabbed the bag before handing it to you. Already licking your lips, you snap off a piece of bread...
Although there was always something weird about the creature, the two of you became great friends and you ended up totally forgetting about your life back home and spent the rest of your days together trusting each other and going on adventures.You kept walking and walking and walking. After a while, with every step you took, your hope faded and your want of adventure waned. Without the sun you were starting to shiver and wished you had decided to bring some supplies instead of just wandering into the middle of the desert inside a wardrobe.
[[take a rest]]
[[keep walking, you'll probably find something]]
You feel way too tired decide to rest. Plopping down on the sand, you realize it's colder than you thought for the sand has none of its previous warmth left. Sighing, you look up and suddenly realize how many stars there are. Back home, there weren't nearly as many.
[[sleep]]
[[you stare at the stars]] You decide to keep walking. The night is as cold as ever, and your logic tells you that any life nearby would have lit a fire by now and you would see it. You keep walking. You keep walking. You keep walking. You keep walking.
The End.
[[start over]] You decide to curl up and sleep despite the sand but never wake up because it was too damn cold outside.
The End
[[start over]]
[[The Room]] Ugh. Fine. You walk over and suddenly slip. The sand immediately starts sinking. IT'S A TRAAAAAAAAAAP!
[[try to get out like any sensible person]]
[[do nothing]]
Whatever. In this hot desert it wouldn't be worth wasting energy to check out anything that doesn't look like cake. You continue walking. An hour later, you're somehow still alive and see the thing again.
[[go over and see what the thing is]] You try to get out in the most logical way you can think of. You start screaming for help. Geez, you sound like a banshee with a caterwaul like that. With an amazing slowness, you watch the scorpion blink at you and clink its pincers before you disappear under the sand.
[[start over]]
You decide to do nothing. Except pray, that is. You were never a religious person, but now seems about a good time to start.
Who do you pray to?
[[the people in Heaven]]
[[the folks in the Underworld]]<i>Oh, almighty l'rds of heaven. Prithee heareth me out, good now? I'm going to kicketh the bucket so I very much desire thee'll just alloweth me liveth a nice life despite the many, uh, bawbling sins I has't committ'd ov'r the years. Grant you mercy!</i>
You feel something grab your ankle but think nothing of it. May the Lords hear you out. Ta ta!
[[start over]] You feel something grab your ankle. <i>Huh, must be Satan coming to drag me down</i>, you think with split second precision. When in doubt, summon the demons of Hell, right?
<i>Flibbertigibbet, prithee, heareth me out. I has't been at mine own sinful most wondrous and wisheth nay m're than to riseth through the ranks of the belov'd und'rw'rld. I desire i shall taketh the punishments most wondrous fitt'd to mine own sins and in returneth i shall s'rve thee as any one shouldst in thy domain.</i>
Why you decided to use the term "flibbertigibbet", no one knows. But we do know you died. Haha. What a loser. In your next life you should get a job with Bear Grylls or something.
The End.
[[But Wait!]]You left yourself sink into the depths of the disgusting sand. Hopefully in the underworld there is no such thing as sand. Sand is disgusting. As disgusting as scorpions and spiders and the like. You sniff in disgust at the disgusting thought of the dreadfully disgusting scorpion who had been watching you earlier. Ugh. Simple disgusting.
Suddenly, something yanks you, or rather your foot. Right. You forgot about that. Then, air, and things tickling your face. You unscrunch your eyes and nearly choke. You're leaning against the upper limbs of a tree and an embarrassed man dressed in medieval knightware is staring at you.
[[wtf??]]
"What the f*ck?" you say instinctively. The guy in knight armor gets even redder and finally realizes to let go of your foot.
"My sincerest apologies my lady!" He bowed. "Er- how are you doing on this, uh, fine day?" He tries desperately to avoid your glaring eyes.
[[respond]]