Soft white light sneaks past your eyelids and sets your brain on fire. You thrash around and turn away but it's already too late, you're well and truly awake.

You have woken up in your bedroom, the exact same place as where you went to sleep. This is an unsurprising development. Your bedroom is exactly the same as it has always been. An equally unsurprising development.
You don't get a whole lot of surprises in your life.

This...This was where you went to sleep, wasn’t it? For some reason your memories are feeling blurred and disorganized. You need to collect your thoughts first. After all, if you don’t do this every morning your brain starts going on vacation. You don’t remember if you had already made that joke before or not.
It’ll all come back to you once you’re finished, you just know it.

You attempt to center yourself with the usual obvious questions on you and your identity. Ones that you’ll never forget. Hopefully.

Do you remember your own name?

[ ] Yes, it is (Write-In)
[ ] Who?

>>33709681
>[ ] Who?

>>33709681
>[ ] Who?

>>33709681
Check your head for mrs. Legs.

>>33709681
>[ ] Who?

>>33709692
>>33709919
>>33710031


That's an easy one! Your Name Value is...Your Name Value is..uhh. You might be in trouble.
Why don't you remember your own name?
You nearly drift way before you figure out another way to anchor yourself.

>>33709956

You pat your head, checking for Mrs Legs the spider. She's still there. After all she was sitting on top of your head when she was asleep.
You actually remember that! And with that, all your memories of the last day or so snap back into place.
The imposter plants, the strange card box, the dreams, all of it. It almost doesn't seem possible but you don't doubt yourself. You have enough trouble remembering past events as it is, you don't think your brain is actually capable of fabricating them.

As you sit up in bed, you notice the garden fork still clutched in your left hand. And in your right is a card box. One containing a single tarot card, a glittery Magician's Key and a sample of the imposter plant.
It really happened. Not only did you access the Dream World, you brought something back.

Hunger Value: 12

You're feeling really quite hungry and need to get something to eat. There's just one problem. The Housemate is surely still in the Kitchen waiting for you.
What are you going to do about that?

>>33710151
Take the box with you and go to the gym.

>>33710176

The Gym is locked! The keys should still be in the Basement.

>>33710151
Stab him

>>33710151
Go to the rumpus room

>>33710151
Put Mrs. Legs back under your bed.

>>33710430

Who?

>>33710552

You decide to put Mrs Legs back where she belongs, underneath your bed. While down there you notice that your laptop is back here even though you left it in the Rumpus Room yesterday.
It's not a surprise. Your stuff always seems to move around back to their 'proper' spaces when you're asleep.

>>33710492

You go to the Rumpus Room. It looks the same as ever albeit with no card box since you're holding onto it.
Television, jukebox, power outlet. All still here.

>>33710729
Retrieve the keys to the gym. Go to the gym.

>>33710729
>Eat more plants

>>33710963

You grab the Gym key from the special key hook in the Basement. The old man in your dream had been very specific about that particular key hook for some reason when he gave you his key.

You unlock Door 3 and enter the Gymnasium. It's the first time in a while you've been here. The dream doesn't count.
It's a large room covered in blue mats and contains an array of physical improvement equipment, including but not limited to a set of weights and a treadmill.
You could theoretically improve your three physical Values using these at severe cost to your Energy Value.
There is also a trapdoor on the ceiling, just out of your reach. You’ve climbed up there before but it has an immense Lock Value and will likely never open unless you have the right key.

Hunger Value: 10

>>33711012

You eat the plants from your deck-box. They fill your stomach a little but not much.

Hunger Value: 13

They don't seem to have the same effect as they did yesterday. Is it because these ones originate from the Dream World?

>>33711176
Get swole so that guy doesn't crush your hand next time.

>>33711176
Display our current stats.

>>33711176
Change into gym clothes

>>33711239

You briefly introspect.

Name Vale: ?????
Gender Value: Indeterminate
Age Value: 16
Hunger Value: 13
Energy Value: 95
Strength Value: 23
Toughosity Value: 35
Quickness Value: 68
Sin Value: 7
Dream Value: 46

Everything seems to be going well for you Value-wise or at least, not going bad. Apart from your Hunger Value of course.

>>33711260

You go back to your Bedroom and then into the Closet to get changed. You've been in these pyjamas for an awfully long time now after all!

You discard the flannel short and pants to the floor. No point in picking them up. They'll be washed and ready the next time you wake up. And you have like, ten more sets of them in here anyway.

You put on a singlet and some gym shorts.

>>33711216

Now appropriately prepared for your workout, you head back to the Gym. The way this works is simple. You can increase your Strength, Toughosity or Quickness Value here at the cost of depleting 5 from your Energy Value for +1 to the chosen physical Value. This bonus lasts for a few days afterwards before lessening back to default if you don't keep the exercise up.

Which Value do you want to train and how much Energy do you want to spend doing it?

Hunger Value: 8

>>33711413
Train strength for 10 points.

>>33711413
Warm yourself up by stretching then jog on the treadmill. Also get some water.

>>33711491
>get some water

You go through Door 6, to the Bathroom. Unlike the Food Delivery Chute, which can only feed you once per day, you've always been able to get an unlimited supply of water from the sink here!

The Bathroom contains the aforementioned sink, a shower, a toilet, a Waste Disposal Chute and a large mirror with which you can normally use to check your Appearance Value.
You can't do that right now though as your mirror doesn't seem to be reflecting anything right now. In fact you can actually see through it as if it was a window, peering into some sort of dark room beyond. That's new.

You grab a water bottle from underneath the sink, fill it up and go back to the Gym. You can think about whatever's up with the mirror later.
For now...you must strive to be SWOLE.

>>33711451

You work the fuck out at the weights, burning all you have into getting STRONGER. You start to see results almost immediately as per usual. The people you read about in books have to spend months training but you've always gotten immediate effects.

Strength Value: 33

Energy Value: 44

Hunger Value: 5

Despite your newfound strength you are starting to get weak at the knees from hunger.

>>33711785
Go to the food chute and order spaghetti and protein shake.

>>33711785
>use newfound swoleness to punch through the mirror and find out what's behind it

>>33711785
Investigate the mirror

>>33711853

You hesitantly inch your way into the Kitchen, poking your head through the door. The Housemate is asleep, thank God. His Life Value is still at 0. And it will stay at 0.

You order your meal, consisting of spaghetti and a protein shake and the Delivery Chute obliges, depositing a white cardboard foodbox.
You eat it all, stuffing yourself as much as you can get.

Hunger Value: 100

After you finish licking the sauce off of the bottom of the box, you notice something weird. There's some sort of numerical sequence written at the bottom in black marker. It had been obscured by all the food.

"349835948554...Play Me"

What the hell does that mean? Taking 1 3 3 7 into account that makes two numeral codes you have now. Weird.

>>33711871
>>33712018

You go back into the Bathroom and attempt to punch the mirror down. The mirror is fashioned from a form of reflective/transparent plastic however and so simply deforms harmlessly around the force of your swoleblows.

But you still have that gardening fork in one of your hands and with a bit of effort you manage to prick some holes in the mirror. From there it is childs play to stretch and pull at them to widen them up.

The room on the other side of the mirror is small, very dark and has no visible exits whatsoever. It also seems to be completely empty but a quick sweep reveals something reflecting the light from the Bathroom.
It's a silver key, just lying on the ground. You pick it up.

Inventory
Right Hand Slot: Gardening Fork
Left Hand Slot: Water Bottle
Gym Shorts Pockets: Magician Key, Gym Key, Silver Key

That makes two keys that you don't know what they do. Two keys and two number codes.

>>33712102
>Go to the basement

>>33712102
Try the silver key on the gym trapdoor.

>>33712102
Get your computer and save these numbers on a word document.

>>33712102
When was the last time we showered?

>>33712281
>When was the last time we showered?

It's been a few days at the very least, for sure.

>>33712190
>basement fun time

You head back down to the Basement and stare down the abacus-computer-thingy that's been password locked for as long as you know of. You enter both codes into the machine but it just buzzes at you. Both are completely invalid!

Well, it's hardly like this is the only thing in the house which you can enter codes into.
Speaking of which...

>>33712272

You use Microsoft Word to enter both codes into your Laptop! Your laptop doesn't do anything either but you save the doc anyway.

>>33712240

You wander back into the Gym to see if this fancy new key can help with the trapdoor.
The trapdoor is just out of your reach! You stand on a bench and then apply the silver key. It fits perfectly. The trapdoor swings open. For a moment you ponder the absurdity of the mysterious trapdoor that’s flummoxed you ever since you were permitted to use the Gymnasium answers to a key found behind your bathroom mirror. You put the Silver Key back in your pocket.

>>33712347
Go up the trapdoor.

>>33712384

You climb your way up through the trapdoor and into a very dark room. Aside from the small square of light coming up from the trapdoor here everything else is in complete darkness.
You'd estimate that this place has a Brightness Value approaching zero.

Such stygian darkness has only one noticeable effect. You can't see shit.

>>33712476
Bring your laptop and turn the screen brightness to max.

>>33712476
Find a flashlight or flammable materials to make a torch.

>>33712513

You have never been allowed to have anything as dangerous as a flashlight. Much less anything that can be used to reliably start fires.
To shine a light into the darkness is surely the most noble of endeavours and for this reason, you have been denied oh wait hold on a second.

>>33712513

You just go back and grab your laptop and bring it with you as you spelunk once more into the trapdoor room. Its screen is more than bright enough to illuminate the cramped space.
So uh, disregard what you were just thinking.

Now that you have a light source, you can see that this room is just a dingy little hole that is quite bare.
There is only one object in here with you, a small shoebox sized safe at the very back.

The safe doesn't open when you pull on its handle thanks to its fancy looking combination lock! The circular combination lock reminds you of a Doorwheel for some reason. It looks like it needs four numbers.

>>33712669
Try 1337 as the combination.

>>33712669
Bring the shoebox safe downstairs.

>>33712757

Before trying anything you pick up the safe and carry it down into your Bedroom.

>>33712698

You key in 1 3 3 7 and the safe pops open. Looking inside you find a Black Key and a coil of Hyper-Stretch Extension Cord.
This miraculous device could allow you to charge things at a power outlet from many rooms away! You have to spend a minute or so calming yourself as you grasp the implications of so much power.

You put the Black Key in your pocket. You have a lot of keys now.

>>33712796
>Plug the cord in at the Rumpus room
>Carry our labtop with us

>>33712796
Which locks have we not opened yet?

>>33712847

You connect the laptop to one end of the extension cord and the other end to the power outlet in the Rumpus Room. You can now move your laptop around with you without having to worry about it's negligent Battery Value.
You are playing God. Surely hubris of this magnitude should not be permitted!

>>33712952

In order to bring a little order to your current escape plan you decide to run up a list of unresolved locks and places where you could theoretically enter codes.

Locks
Trapdoor: Silver Key unlocks
Gym: Gym Key unlocks
Garden Tool Chest: Garden Key unlocks

Unassigned Keys
Magician Key
Black Key

Codes
1 3 3 7: Works on safe
349835948554: Play Me? Dont know

Things I Can Enter Codes Into
Safe: Enjoys 1 3 3 7
Abacus-Computer: No clue, its not either of two known codes
Television: Works by entering numbers to access channels
Laptop: You can type anything into here you guess.
Jukebox: Doesn't have a menu system, you choose songs by inputting their assigned numeric code.

>>33713108
Take a shower then see what's on TV.

>>33713108
Play the long code.

On the jukebox, that is.

>>33713108
You need to get a twitter, dude.

Anyway, go to the garden and check up on your drugs plants.

>>33713314
>take a shower, then see whats on tv

You go back to the Bathroom, strip naked and take a shower. You cleanse your body of the assorted grime of the world, both physically and spiritually.
This ritual purification scores itself upon your soul, easing your karmic burden and driving you back towards ignorant innocence.

Sin Value: 7

Sin Value: 6

Your gym clothes are sweaty as hell so you dress yourself in a towel instead after you get out and head to the Rumpus Room.
You switch on the television using the remote that's attached to the side of the screen. It has a number pad going from 0-9. Theoretically every channel has a specific code that you could use this to watch if only you knew what code it was.

You'v done a lot of brute-force trial and error on the television in your life but you've only ever managed to unlock one channel, Channel Ye.
All it does is constantly show music videos by rap luminary Kanye West 24/7.
Right now it's playing Stronger, which would have been a balling anthem for your previous workout.

>>33713365

Since you're in the Rumpus Room anyway, you decide to key the 'Play Me' code into the Jukebox and see if it unlocks an audio track.

You get a short burst of earsplitting static for your troubles but after it quiets down you hear a voice quietly repeating itself from the Jukebox. It sounds impossibly familiar and if you hadn't been trying to speak in the dream before you wouldn't have recognised it as your own.
"eer_0034 Fourseer_0034 Fourseer_0034 Four"

MORE CODES. Goddamn. You are just drowning in codes and keys. What are you even supposed to do with them?

>>33713389

Shaking your head in frustration at your suddenly complicated world you leave the Rumpus Room to check on your plants in the Garden.
It hasn't changed from yesterday. All of your children are still in one piece and minus the one you ate, the imposter weed is thriving.

>>33713709
Write down the code on your laptop. Transplant the weed into another plot.

>>33713389
>You need to get a twitter, dude.

Yeah considering the small crowd of regulars I probably do just to inform all four or five (?) of you when its going on.
I'll look into it after this thread.

>>33713709
Try code 40034 on television then abacus computer

4 SEER 4 SEER, what the hell does that mean? Is a SEER something to do with TAROT?
maybe it's the code we have to give to the SEER?

Is that an actual(dream) person or is it metaphor for something else?

>>33713968
Maybe foreseer as in foresee?

>>33713753

You enter 'Fourseer_0034' into your laptop, where it joins the other two codes in your Word document.

You go back to the Garden and spend a few minutes digging up the weeds and replanting them into a mostly empty trough.

>>33713968

'40034' doesn't do anything for the television or for the basement-machine. You do notice that unlike the TV or the Jukebox, the abacus-computer can input letters as well as numbers.

>>33714181
>>33714181
Input fourseer 0034 into the abacus

>>33714374

You give the machine a good lookover. It's puzzled you for years. What does it do? Why does it's monitor always display a picture of your face?

You enter FourSeer_0034 into the password box and with a synthesised trumpet sound, the password box disappears. You can now use the controls! Probably.

You can’t actually get the monitor to show something other than a picture of your face. It seems to be locked there, perhaps by someone with an administrative account or some bullshit. You were clearly never meant to use this machine, which makes you wonder why it’s down here. Who else can use it but you?

Pressing the keypad doesn’t seem to do anything and the monitor part of the machine won’t respond to anything. The abacus part of the machine seems different though.
The abacus has changed! The beads move by themselves, setting into certain configurations. There are ten columns (one of them destroyed), each with a certain amount of beads currently in it. They are labelled left to right, G, A, Hu, E, St, T, Q, Si, D, He. The ‘Hu’ abacus column has been damaged and bent, mangled into uselessness.

>>33714613
Move the G column around to see what it does.

>>33714613
Fuck around with the abacus. Then go to the garden for dream time plants.

>>33714919
>>33714968

You look at the beads more closely. They seem to currently be set up to this current configuration:
G: 3
A: 16
Hu: #####
E: 32
St: 33
T: 35
Q: 68
Si: 7
D: 33
He: 50

There are thirty spare beads slided over that can be added to any of the columns. Each column has an upper limit of about 100 beads, save for G which has a max of 3.
Yeah you don’t have to be a genius to realise what this is.

For some reason looking at this display unnerves you, as if you were nothing more than a collection of vague abstractions that formed the entirety of your being. You might find that being disturbed by this revelation is out of character, giving your love of characterising things in Values. But the difference between you doing it in the privacy of your own head (or was it private?) and having some machine rattle off the entire essence of ‘you’ is pretty fucking large.

This does not dissuade you from slapping the beads around a little.
You decide to move the G column around. Maybe this can fix a problem you've had since you woke up yesterday. You carefully flick a bead off it, turning it to 2.

Your Gender Value changes from Indeterminate to Female. It doesn't really feel very different.

So this isn't just a really creepy thing that records the inside of your head. It [i]changes[/i] it as well. Do you define it or does it define you? What is it doing here? What has it been used for in the past?
The metaphysical implications are causing you to come dangerously close to hyperventilating.

>>33715250
Set St to 100. We'll show that fucker what a real handshake is.

>>33715250
>calm down
>go into garden
>eat plant
>sleep

>>33715250
>Name Vale: ?????
>Gender Value: 2(female)
>Age Value: 16
>Hunger Value: ???
>Energy Value: 32
>Strength Value: 33
>Toughosity Value: 35
>Quickness Value: 68
>Sin Value: 7
>Dream Value: 33


Wait a minute, what the hell is "He:50"?

let's try to change it up and down a little and see what happens.

>>33715250
Set G to 0 and Si to 80.
Aww yeah

>>33715369
>Set St to 100

You only have 31 spare beads! Unless you drain some of the columns the highest you'll be able to get is 64. You set your St to 64, using all your spare beads in the process.

>>33715416
>fiddle with He to see what it governs

You just used all of your spare beads so you cant make it bigger but you can slide some off! You slide five of the fifty beads off He and into the spare beads tray.

He: 45

You feel a little more...dimunitive. You don't have any measuring tools but you've never really needed them to measure anything. You are now 180cm tall. You used to be 2 meters tall exactly.
You now have 5 beads in the spare tray.

>>33715438
>Set G to 0
>Set Si to 80

You can't set any column to zero! It won't let you.
You don't have anywhere near enough to set the Si Column to 80 without taking more from your other stats so you settle for adding the five beads in the spare tray.

Si: 12

>>33715398
>PLANTS

You are starting to freak the fuck out. Not a full on meltdown or breakdown or anything but it is becoming more and more obvious that your entire life has been a lie and that everything you know is wrong.

You decide to step back from the Values Adjuster and to go back to the Garden, where you eat one of the weeds.

>Name Vale: ?????
>Gender Value: Female
>Age Value: 16
>Hunger Value: ???
>Energy Value: 32
>Strength Value: 64
>Toughosity Value: 35
>Quickness Value: 68
>Sin Value: 12
>Dream Value: 100

As your perceptions begin to shift once more, you stagger back to your bed and go to sleep.

...

You open your eyes a moment later. Your bedroom is cubical once more and 1 3 3 7 is scrawled in lipstick on the ceiling.
The Dream World hasn't changed.

>>33715623
Head to the kitchen. Let's avoid the gym until later.

>>33715623
Is our hunger value gone for good now?

>>33715623
Find a mirror and see if you've changed at all.

>>33715757
No, that is a legit mistake and is exactly what I deserve for just copying that over with minimal changes.
Not that Hunger matters in the Dream World anyway.

>>33715715

You notice that you're back in your pyjamas again. Is that just a constant here or what?

You go to the Kitchen. The Kitchen is rather pink. The table and chairs have become the accessories to a pink and frilly tea party. The Housemate sits there, the teapot and a steaming cup directly in front of him. He isn’t the immediate focus of attention though as two other people are sitting on the table.
It’s a man and a woman sitting next to each other at the other end of your table. The man is wearing a hot-pink suit while the woman is wearing is in a wedding dress.
Yay. More weird fragments of your subconscious or whatever. Wheeee. You can taste the excitement already. The novelty value of being able to talk to imaginary people for the first time in your life is starting to wear thin.

>>33715861
>hug the man in the hot pink suit

>>33715861
Get yourself some tea. Ask who these two are.

>>33715809

You duck into the Bathroom for a moment. It looks exactly like the Bathroom in the real world only here the mirror is made of glass and is actually reflective.
Oh and there's also two geezers hanging around but you ignore them as you make a beeline for the mirror to gauge your Appearance Value.

Your a 16 year old girl wearing purple flannel pyjamas. Your skin is pale and your hair is long, untidy and always looks wet even when it isn't. You have a slight case of buckteeth and no figure to speak of.

In other words, you look almost exactly like you did when your Gender Value was Indeterminate.

>>33715907
>>33715899

As go back into the Kitchen and step closer to the couple they suddenly speak up in unison.
“We will not speak to you while you are alone.”
Their voices are flat and bland, lacking any individual qualities whatsoever.

When you're not alone? How are you going to do that? You've been alone your entire life!

Dream Value: 94

>>33715956
Go get those two geezers and drag them into the kitchen. Not alone any more.

>>33715956
Go back for your teddy bears

>>33715956
But the housemate is there, so you're not alone.

>>33715984
>>33715992
>>33716098

You think of three different solutions at once and nearly scatter your brain while doing so. These recent revelations about the mutability of both your body and mind is making it really hard to keep your brain centered.
Your daily thought exercises might just not cut it anymore.

You suddenly become aware of a new mental Value!

Stress Value: 20

Huzzah.

In the end you go for the easiest solution, the one that's already in the room with you. You reach out for the Housemate, struggling to keep yourself from flinching away. You grab him and hold him next to you.

The two people smile, their expressions mirroring each other exactly.
"Greetings."

You try to summon your voice but all you can do is retch. Without waiting for you to stop, they speak once more.
"You are never truly alone."

Uh, yes actually you are. You're alone most of the time. You didn't come here to have weirdos mouth empty platitudes at you. You manage to supress your nervous retch but before you can ask them anything, both of them fade away like the Magician had, revealing a single crystalline creature for a moment as they do so. You absorb them, feeling the familiar combination of being both empowered and lessened.

Dream Value: 80

If only you knew what the 'empowerment' part dealt with. All these people seem to do is deplete your Dream Value when you absorb them.

>>33716244
Go back to the geezers in the bathroom. Maybe they have something important to say.

>>33716244
Go into your closet

>>33716268
>Geezer interrogation

Well might as well see what those two old folks in the bathroom want. They're an old man and an old woman, each one standing at opposite ends of the room. The man in is wearing chinos and a Hawaiian shirt while the lady is stooped and almost entirely covered by an oversized shawl.

You manage to croak hello to the old man and he just shakes his head.
“Talk to my wife first.”
He indicates the old lady.

You greet the old lady and she shakes her head too.
“Talk to my husband first.”
She indicates the old man.

Oh fuck off.

>>33716302
>closet yourself

You leave the two of them in disgust and stomp off to see what kind of mystical wonderland your Closet has turned into.
It's exactly the same as your Closet in the real world.

Or is it?
Yeah it basically is. The one difference you can find is a tiny keyhole set into the far wall. You don't know what it opens and you can't try any of your keys because you left them all behind in the real world.

>>33716520
I guess all that's left is the basement.
>Go to the basement.

>>33716520
See if the trapdoor in the rumpus room is still open in the dream world.

>>33716551

You go to the Rumpus Room to check on the trapdoor but when you get there you suddenly remember that the trapdoor was in the Gym instead!

The dream Rumpus Room is still a big whirling void of colours. It has changed a little since you last visited it in the Dream World though. Standing by the flickering television is yet another man and woman.
It seems that unlocking the Fool definitely dropped some of these guys in places you'd already explored before talking to the Fool. You hope you don't have to backtrack.

You decide that while you're here you might as well try to talk to them.
The man, redhaired and dressed in stern-looking formal clothing simply shakes his head and looks disgusted.

Why do you even want these people again?

You stammer out a greeting to the young woman, who smiles and greets you back.
"Oh, him? Don't mind him, he's a real arsehole. He won't talk to a woman. I'm only with him right now because we've got a friend in common."

You perk up at this. Are you actually going to get something explained?
"W-what friend? If you don't mind me as-"
Oh nevermind she's doing the fade-away-into-a-crystal-monster thing. You collect her into yourself and take the now expected Dream hit.

Dream Value: 60

You leave the man for now and

>>33716538

go to investigate the Basement. Like before, the dream Basement is fairly close to the one in real life. The Quadruple Key Hook is a weird glowy flower thing, the Doorwheel is set to ??? on every setting and the Values Adjuster floats over some sort of dark pit.

What is different from last time is the big shiny wheel floating in the air, spinning around from one corner to the room to the other.
You flinch away but it's already gotten too close.

It's spin starts to slow and with the drop in speed you can see that the wheel is divided into many different sections that either read 'Lucky' or 'Unlucky'.


>>33716538

>>33716816

It lands on Lucky and immediately fractures into a crystal monster that burrows inside of you. Before it vanishes entirely however, the Wheel of Fortune (that was a pretty easy guess, I mean come on) drops a prize on the ground.
It's a striped backpack with the word 'Snoozepak' stenciled onto it. You're not sure what it does beyond store stuff. It probably has some sort of esoteric power. Maybe.

You put it on but you don't feel very different.

Dream Value: 49

>>33716848
Go to the gym.

>>33716905
I don't know if we're ready for this. I'd like to be at least 90 Str before shaking his hand again.

>>33716905
>>33716998

You are feeling extremely conflicted about whether you want to go to the Gym or not. You settle for going out to the bedroom and staring at the Gym door in a nervous fit.

You lie down and cry a little. You still don't know what's going on. When you first started these dreams you were happy about these people, to actually talk to someone.
But all they've gotten you is a bunch of shit you can't explain and talking to them feels more like talking to a pre-recorded answering machine than anything.
They're not real. Hell, are you even real? You always thought you were at least real but the Adjuster casts doubt on all of that. Are you just a computer program or a simulacrum just as fake as these one-dimensional flatfaced tarot people?

Are your thoughts even yours? Are your decisions, your scattered mind even yours? Or are you just an empty mask to be worn over something unknowable?
You've never really had agency in your entire life but for some reason it feels pretty important to you right now.

You're just gonna stare at this door for a while until you get your thoughts in order.

>>33717235
Just go in the gym. We gotta face our fears.

Also there aren't really any consequences for failure that I can see.

Well actually I'm going to sleep right now so just ending it here for tonight.

The thread's been archived and since I've been asked twice now, I've made a twitter so I can tell people when I'm going to run beforehand.
https://twitter.com/PrisonerQuest

Thank y'all for participating once again

>>33717338
All right, see you next time. When's next thread?

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>>33717378
Tomorrow, exact time to be determined later but probably somewhere between 15:00 and 20:00. The twitter will update with the exact time beforehand.