Jul 1, 2005, 12:44 PM | |
take rock and throw it down the hole and listen for it hitting the ground. listen REAL hard to hear ANY noise at all from the rock. if you can't hear it, push a huge rock into the hole and listen for that.
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Jul 1, 2005, 12:52 PM | |
I threw the rock down the hole and heard nothing. Frustrated, I pushed the largest boulder I could find off the edge and heard, after a moment, a faint sound. Strangely enough, though, it seemed to come from somewhere north of me, not from somewhere under the hole.
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Jul 1, 2005, 01:32 PM | |
Jump down the pit.
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Jul 1, 2005, 01:37 PM | |
Suddenly, I got an urge to jump down the pit. So quickly that I didn't have time to think if that was wise, I did... and, with a sickening lurch as reality moved around me, I found myself falling down a totally different pit. Hitting the uneven ground, I passed out amoung the rubble and the shards of glass on the floor. Before I did, though, I got an impression of a rope dangling down the wall and sunlight above...
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Jul 1, 2005, 01:43 PM | |
wake up and remember who the President is. observe surroundings. gesture randomly. remember recent events and conclude on what to do next.
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Jul 1, 2005, 01:47 PM | |
I drifted... in a troubled dream... then I realized that all those dramatics were pointless and woke up. I had an urge to start doing all sorts of crazy stuff but by then I was beginning to learn to supress my urges. However, I did think it wise to look around, so I did. And saw I was in the room I started in.
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Jul 1, 2005, 01:49 PM | |
Go north.
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Jul 1, 2005, 01:53 PM | |
so Araches maybe went down the hole, and the maybe ended up here. and then what? got out? eeehhh... just to be sure, go back and do it again to see if it ends up in the same spot everytime. NO, WAIT. take a noticeable rock. if it's not noticable, make it. like paint it, or chip it or spit on it or something, drop it down the hole, come back to the beggining and find the rock.
and how long have we left Araches here anyway?
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Jul 1, 2005, 01:54 PM | |
A while.
I changed my mind...go South.
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Jul 1, 2005, 01:58 PM | |
Wake up. Go South.
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:02 PM | |
I forced myself awake again. I was beginning to feel rather blurry...
I went south, tripping several times and scratching myself up rather badly. It's not that easy to climb over rubble while barely being able to walk straight, in total darkness. |
Jul 1, 2005, 02:09 PM | |
Okay, I REALLY need to think ahead about these things.
East, South, West.
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:12 PM | |
It looked as though I didn't have the lantern. I considered going back to look for it but then noticed a few shards of glass stuck in the hand where I used to be holding the lantern.
I stumbled east then south in totaly darkness, tripping a bunch more and just barely resisting the temptation to catch myself with my hands. However, trying to go west I ran into a wall. Wait, a wall? It wasn't there the last time I was in here. |
Jul 1, 2005, 02:15 PM | |
throw rock into pit.
wasnt the last save point before the battle with unfoo?
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:16 PM | |
Yes. D=
What's the wall made of?
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:18 PM | |
Yeah. Want to play the battle again? I have the proper files for it.
/sarcasm At the time, I thought I was going insane. Trying to throw rocks into pits that were in different rooms. Now, looking back, I know for sure I was going insane. I examined the wall. It was, at a glance (not that I could glance at it) the exact same rusting metal as all the walls here. However, upon further examination it was quite a bit newer and most the rust was fake. |
Jul 1, 2005, 02:20 PM | |
Err..First Aid Kit comes with alcohol?
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:22 PM | |
Attack wall with Katana.
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:27 PM | |
Then hold the Katana with both hands and strike the wall.
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:29 PM | |
Oh, didn't see that part. Still, what would that accomplish? We would have less rubbing alcohol. That's it.
What, you want to punish Shuri further by having her wield a sword in a hand full of glass shards?
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:31 PM | |
Pick out the shards and use the First Aid Kit to patch up the wounds.
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:32 PM | |
Nice try, but no. The wall is real metal; the rust is fake in that it was added artifically rather then in that it was plastic or something.
I decided that having a hand full of glass was rather dangerous to my health, and thus I made good use of my first-aid kit to patch it up. Finally something I learned in Ninja School coming in handy! |
Jul 1, 2005, 02:34 PM | |
We are in total darkness.
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Jul 1, 2005, 02:38 PM | |
I have decided to take the rest of the day off to stall so I don't run out of things Radium gave me permission to do before he comes back. Bye, all.
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Jul 1, 2005, 03:07 PM | |
since nothing else is happening today, how do i upload an image to J2O, if possible?
EDIT: call upon SUPER HEALING KNOWLEGDE to heal self in any way possible with first aid kit.
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Jul 1, 2005, 06:42 PM | |
Try kicking the wall down.
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Jul 1, 2005, 06:43 PM | |
Now let's hope that if I post so long after I said I wouldn't nobody but Lem will notice I posted this till tomorrow.
MSB: Shuriken already healed as much as she possibly can with the first-aid kit. I kicked at the wall for a while, mildly denting it. And my foot. It hurt, but at least I did make progress. Inventory Code:
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