UnGames:HyperSquare
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The color of the walls are a optimizing turquoise. Once in this room you notice vodka 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 jocular stench of a Roturret. This room is fervently lit. There is lemonaide all over the floor. You wonder what happened here. There are pipes coming out of each wall, some of them are dripping lemonaide.
There is a ablating hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but rotted darkness and the faint sound of ablating wind.
There are wombat bodies and bodies floating in a blood-filled cauldron by the wobbly fireplace.
There is a washing hole in the center of the room. You peer down, but you see nothing but scanty darkness and the faint sound of washing wind.
On one of the walls, you see spray painted, "The man who made it doesn't want it. The man who bought it doesn't need it. The man who needs it doesn't know it. What is it?"...and you think to yourself what Immanuel Kant fan wrote that?
The wolverine that was sitting still in a corner just went through the small hole in the wall. Not in the slightest, that was close that could have been an Ersa.
Sure, a Slithzerikai just moved in the dark corner, quick run!!!!!
