All Outta Time

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/player1_room.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> PHASE 1 - CHAPTER 1 You are sitting in your room. It's the 13th of April. You are bored as fuck. It's hot, it's humid, and you have nothing to do. This would usually be the part where you get up off your lazy fucking ass but you're too much of a piece of shit to do anything. Today is some day that you honestly could care less about. Now then. You are a who-cares-year-old-girl with various interests that nobody actually cares about. Your name is $name. That's a dumb name, you've always thought to yourself. But nevertheless, your dumbass name is fucking $name. Jesus Fucking Christ. So then, what the hell shall you do on this shitty day? [[Go To The Kitchen->Go To The Kitchen]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/kitchen.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You arrive at the kitchen. No body is home, as per fucking usual. In the kitchen you see many things. You see some instant ramen, the fridge, and the microwave. What will you do? [[Make Instant Ramen->Make Instant Ramen]] [[Check The Fridge->Check The Fridge]] [[Fuck With The Microwave->Fuck With The Microwave]] [[Yell Loudly And Take A Huge Dump In The Trash Can->Yell Loudly And Take A Huge Dump In The Trash Can]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/holding%20ramen.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You grab the instant ramen. It looks very delicious. But...if you look at it from the side, you notice it's expiration date. This shit expired over 2 years ago! Why the fuck is it out here?! Where the hell was it hiding? Jeez. You put the instant ramen down for now. Now what should you do? [[Pick The Ramen Back Up Again->Pick The Ramen Back Up Again]] [[Pick A Different Option->Go To The Kitchen]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/fridge.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You open the frige. Inside the fridge there is very little to eat/drink. You see a Strawberry Poptart, an unopened can of Dr. Pepper, some Nacho Cheese Doritos, a Hush Puppy, and a Swiss Roll. You feel like taking something. What do you take? [[Doritos]] [[Swiss Roll]] [[Dr. Pepper]] [[Stop Eating Food->Go To The Kitchen]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/kitchen_player1_microwave-2.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You look at the microwave. It's a birthday present you got from your friend about a year ago. You never had a microwave, so it's nice. Or it WOULD be nice if it didn't fucking break all the time. The chance of this microwave successfully cooking your meal correctly is about 40%. The other 60% of the time it either overcooks it or undercooks it. You don't even know why you bother with this dumb thing. You wonder if your friend was secretly pulling a prank on you and you didn't even notice. Which is weird because you usually notice these things. Anyways, what will you do? [[Set The Microwave To 2 Minutes On Nuclear High->Set The Microwave To 2 Minutes On Nuclear High]] [[Throw The Instant Ramen Into The Microwave->Throw The Instant Ramen Into The Microwave]] [[Fuck This Shit->Go To The Kitchen]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/dump.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> This was the most undeniably fucking stupid idea you've had in a long time. I mean come on. Who the fuck does that? They should re-name you to $name The Fucking Stupid. [[Re-think Life Choices->Go To The Kitchen]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/kitchen.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> What? Why? It's Expired! [[Pick The Ramen Up->Pick The Ramen Up]] [[Make A Different Choice->Go To The Kitchen]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/kitchen.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> No way, no how! That ramen is so old you could put it in a goddamn ash vase! [[I Said, Pick Up The Ramen->I Said, Pick Up The Ramen]] [[Uh, Nevermind->Go To The Kitchen]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/holding%20ramen.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Oh fine. You pick up the ramen. [[Put It Back Down And Make Another Choice->Go To The Kitchen]] [[Shove The Fucking Shit Into Your Mouth->Shove The Fucking Shit Into Your Mouth]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/holding%20ramen.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Are you mad?! If you devoured this stuff you would most certainly have a shitty day. Are you serious? Think rationally for a sec, dude. [[EAT THAT SHIT->EAT THAT SHIT]] [[Think Rationally->Go To The Kitchen]]

You eat the ramen. You don't even cook it, you just unwrap it and begin eating it. Your face scrunches up. The taste is...undescribeable. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/badramen_gameover_player1.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> It was so bad that you fucking died. Yeah. You died. Way to fucking go bro. -GAME OVER- Cause of Death: Bad Ramen [[Start Over?->Story Start]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/kitchen_player1_microwave-2.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> That would be a terrible idea! Your friend specifically told you NEVER to do that. It could have terrible effects on the enviroment around you. The very ground could become mush! The world's order would be thrown out of wack! People would start walking upside down, they'd wear shoes on their heads and fight ISIS by going back in time! People would kill for a decent meal, people would steal just to survive. The entire world would become a complete and utter wasteland! So yeah, in general, not a good idea to do that, $name. [[Change Your Mind->Fuck With The Microwave]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/holding%20ramen.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You pick up the delicious looking ramen...only to realize it's at least 2 years old. Way past expiration date. It probably wouldn't be very tasty. [[Shove The Fucking Shit Into Your Mouth->Shove The Fucking Shit Into Your Mouth]] [[Put It In The Microwave->Put It In The Microwave]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/holding%20ramen.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> It...probably wouldn't taste very good. But it might be entertaining to see it combust though. What will you do? [[Let It Burn->Let It Burn]] [[Re-Think Your Choices->Go To The Kitchen]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/watching-microwave.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You throw the pack of expired ramen into the microwave. Oh yeah...it's starting on fire. Wait...that's...a lot of fire. Jesus Christ. You had no idea ramen burnt this much. Or at all to be frank. Uh...should you back up a bit? [[Back Up->Back Up]] [[Get Close->Get Close]]

You stand back a few feet. That didn't look too good. You were uh...worried about that ramen. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/explode%20safe.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Suddenly! The microwave explodes! The ramen had a bomb inside it! Good thing you were standing away from the microwave or your face would have defintley been vaporized. Why was there a fucking bomb in your goddamn ramen?! You suddnely realize that the ramen was not place there by you, in fact you never remember buying ramen. How did it end up here in the first place? What if some random assassin put it there?! [[Flip The Fuck Out Over Successfully Dodging An Assassination Attempt->Flip The Fuck Out Over Successfully Dodging An Assassination Attempt]]

You stick your face against the microwave. To get a good look of course. It seems to be completely on fire. 100% on fire. Um... <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/explode%20death.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Suddenly! The microwave explodes! The ramen actually had a bomb inside it! You're blown back and splattered against the fridge! Well at least bro will find your body and flip his shit. -GAME OVER- Cause of Death: Exploded To Death. [[Start Over?->Story Start]]

You begin to flip the fuck out over the fact that you just evaded an assassin. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/flipout-1.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> [[Calm Down->Calm Down]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/flipout-1.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You fail to calm down. You flip out more. [[Try To Calm Down Again->Try To Calm Down Again]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/flipout-2.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You continue to fail to calm down. You begin to roll on the floor as you have a mental break down. What shall you attempt to do? [[Calm Down->Calm Down2]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/flipout-2.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> I told you, it ain't gonna work. [[Don't Calm Down->Don't Calm Down]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/calm-down.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You refuse to not calm down. You succesfully calm down. You begin to process rational thoughts. [[People Are Planning To Kill Me->People Are Planning To Kill Me]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/CONSPIRARCY.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> I SAID, you are begining to process RATIONAL thoughts. [[It's A Conspiracy!->It's A Conspiracy!]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/conspiracy2.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Fine, have it your way. You arrive at the conclusion that there is a huge group conspiring against you. You begin to investigate the house for clues that point to the conspiracy. [[Check The Living Room->Check The Living Room]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/living-room-suspicious.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You go into the living room to check on it, making sure there aren't any ninjas, or assassins. Looks like there isn't any here, but you should stay alert. In the living room you spot many objects. A flat-screen HDTV, a Rubik's Cube, and a couch. Which of these objects will you interact with? [[Use HDTV->Use HDTV]] [[Solve Rubik's Cube->Solve Rubik's Cube]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/Remote.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You sit down and grab the remote. It's a nice remote, one that fits in the palm of your hand. It has all the buttons, and all the features...it's a really nice remo- HEY! Someone's removed the batteries from this remote! What the fuck! The nerve of some people! Guess you'll have to GET UP. And WALK ALL THE WAY OVER THERE. So you can push the button on the TV itself. [[Turn On HDTV->Turn ON HDTV]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/grr-cube.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> THIS CONTRAPTION THOUGH. You have no idea what sort of witch craft it took to make one of the hellspawn, but these things are litreally Satan. Like, the devil himself if in these objects. You could never figure out how to solve these cursed objects. When you THINK you've got it, you've screwed up something else! Why does life have to be so difficult for you!? [[Attempt To Solve Hellfire Cube->Attempt To Solve Hellfire Cube]] [[Do Something Else->Check The Living Room]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/tv-whack.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Nope, no luck. The TV's wires are missing, so there's no way to turn it on. MAN! Who the hell keeps screwing with your stuff?! [[Make A New Choice->Check The Living Room]] [[Have A Tempertantrum->Have A Tempertantrum]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/waaaaah.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> What really? Oh jeez. Uh...you begin to have a tantrum. You start punching the couch and yelling "It's not fair!!" to yourself. What a waste of time. [[Continue Flipping Out->Continue Flipping Out]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/waaaaah.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Stop it. [[Stop Flipping Out->Check The Living Room]] [[Contemplate Suicide->Contemplate Suicide]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/waaaaah.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You have GOT to be kidding me. It's a FUCKING remote. This is nothing to get so upset about! Jesus why do you do this all the time?! [[Kill Yourself->Kill Yourself]] [[Start Thinking Rationally Again->Check The Living Room]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/hanged.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> [*FACEPALM*] Welp. You go ahead and grab the string from the window blinds and hang yourself to death with it. Good going, hero. We knew you so briefly but you went out so heroically. GAME OVER. Cause of Death: Suicide. [[Start Over?->Story Start]]

You pick up the Hellfire Cube. This thing could only have been forged in the depths of hell. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/grr-cube.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You begin fiddling with the object and the colours start matching up...not. You can barely arrange a single side of this contraption. It's such a major pain in the ass! Who finds enjoyment with these things?! Not you, that's who! If you had to give a score on just how shitty this object was, you'd give it a 10/10 rating of shit. [[Fiddle With It More->Fiddle With It More]] [[Throw It At The Wall As Hard As You Can->Throw It At The Wall As Hard As You Can]] [[Put Down The Rubik's Cube->Check The Living Room]]

You fiddle with the contraption more. It's not getting any closer to being solved. You'd have to spend an abnormal amount of time to complete this cube. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/grr-cube.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> [[Spend An Abnormal Amount of Time Solving The Piece Of Shit->Spend An Abnormal Amount of Time Solving The Piece Of Shit]] [[Throw It At The Wall As Hard As You Can]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/cube-explode.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You throw the piece of shit at the wall with an impressive amount of strength...for a person like you. The cube breaks into a bunch of pieces in a VERY satisfiying matter. You smile with glee as the pieces fall to the ground. Take THAT, demonic demonspawn piece of shit object! Oh, what's this? There was a note in the Rubik's Cube! Someone must have put it in there KNOWING only you would find it, by smashing it. The only person who knows you that well would be... [[Read The Note->Read The Note]]

You spend more than FOUR HOURS solving this thing. You're still lost, and frankly it's starting to piss you off. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/grr-cube.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> [[Put The Rubik's Cube Down->Check The Living Room]] [[Throw It At The Wall As Hard As You Can]] [[Bleat Like A Goat Loudly And Shit In Your Pants->Goat]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/note1%20lol.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> [[Next->Read The Note2]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/grr-bro.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You knew it! It's your brother! He's ALWAYS fucking with you! Leaving weird surprises around the house, playing mind games with you, beating your ass whenever you challenge him to fight... You suddenly realize that the one who must have exploded your microwave was your bro! Uh...what was his name again? [[Enter Name->Bro Name]]

(put: (prompt: "What's your bro's name?") into $broname) <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/grr-bro.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Your brother's name is $broname. His name is so much cooler than your's. I mean, what kind of a name is $name?! And then there's your bro, $broname. That's a wicked cool name. The microwave exploding must have been $broname's work! After all, your bro is off the hook. He's so off the hook that fish escaping the fisherman are jelly! He's so off the hook, that Captain Hook couldn't get within 20 meters of this guy! He's so off the hook that when he skips school it isn't called hookie, it's called off-the-hookie! Your bro, is fucking crazy. [[Go To The Attic]]

Um, ew? <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/grr-cube.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> [[Don't Do That->Spend An Abnormal Amount of Time Solving The Piece Of Shit]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/where-he-at.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You walk over to the garage, which is where the ladder for the attic is. But hold up...your mental bro must have moved it! He's such an asshole!! You notice another note, most likely from your bro. [[Read Note->Ladder Note]]

You grab the bag of Doritos. Wait, why were there Doritos in the fridge? Who the fuck eats COLD Doritos?! It's probably your brother. He's fucking mental. [[Eat Cold Doritos]] [[Choose A Different Item->Check The Fridge]]

What swiss roll? [[Forget About The Swiss Roll->Check The Fridge]]

You grab a can of SWEET DELICIOUS AMAZING Dr. Pepper. This is your FAVOURITE drink. The problem is that your bro is always hogging the shit. So you never get a chance. But finally! A Dr. Pepper that's availble for drinking! [[Take A Swig]] [[Choose Something Else->Check The Fridge]]

Gag! That's disgusting! These Doritos should be eaten at room temperture. ROOM TEMPERTURE. Cold Doritos is just disgusting! You refuse to eat these vile things! [[Force Them Into Your Mouth]] [[Check The Fridge For Something Else->Check The Fridge]]

Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. EWWWW! You open the bag and take one of the chips, you force yourself to eat it. It...tastes....not so bad actually! You thought your brother just did it to mess with you, but this is pretty decent! You eat more chips. And more. Then suddenly the whole bag is gone. (set: $doritoseaten to ("yes")) [[Check The Fridge]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/note2%20lol.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> [[Crumple Up Note In Anger]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/SO-PISSED.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You are so pissed! You crumple up the note and then throw it on the ground. You then proceed to stomp it into the ground. You then proceed to spit on the note. You then proceed to violate the note. You then proceed to publicly humiliate the note. You then...maybe this is going a bit too far. Maybe you should go find that ladder. [[Check The Kitchen For The Ladder]] [[Devour The Note]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/return%20to%20kitchen.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You walk into the dumb ass kitchen with the dumb ass stuff and see no dumb ass ladder. This is a colossal fuck up on your end. If you had to rhyme about this, it'd probably go like this: Searchin' for a ladder, your bro just makes ya madder. He's like a fuckin' hatter, being all weird and whatevar. You're on to his games, 'bout to go and make him feel shame. He's so fuckin' lame, but you're cool, make it rain. Bitches goin' crazy, as you rap like Jay-Z. Droppin' rhymes like Kanye West, lest you forget, who's the ultimate best. Your bro's got nothin', you deserve a goddamn muffin. You eat a celebratory muffin in honor of this wicked awesome rap you just made. Your bro would be proud of that straight up fire you just spat. So proud. So proud. He'd be so proud he'd probably make you a huge cup of his rad-ass peanut butter smoothies. Man. He is SO cool. They should rename him to $broname The Fucking Awesome. But enough about your bro. You should be finding that piece of shit ladder! [[Check The Backyard For The Ladder]]

It's a beautiful day today. This would be the part where you would say "birds are singing" or something. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/backyard.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> But...there are no birds singing. There aren't any squirrels chattering, there aren't any birds singing, there are no cars driving by, there aren't any dogs barking in the background, there were no people next door talking, and it was dead silent. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/lookup.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Dead... silent. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/sky.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Dead. Silent. Not a single... sound... was heard. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/cool%20sun%20bro.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> [[Check Your Dress For The Ladder]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/ladder-time-stop.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You check your...dress? Why would you...OH MY GOD! THERE IT IS! The ladder was in your dress the whole time! $broname must have snuck it in there while you were distracted!! That slippery bastard...how the hell did he even slip them into your dress while you weren't looking?! Your bro...you always knew he was a perv. He totally looked up your dress while you weren't looking! He must have used his time travel powers. That's the only explanation. But your bro promised you he wouldn't use those anymore! He must have lied to you. How evil. Your bro was always kind of a sicko. Like there's his weird obsession with dolls, his tendency to engage in 1v1 hand-to-hand combat with you, he eats COLD DORITOS, and on top of all that you think he might be into you...ew. [[Turn Around]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/eat%20it.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You pick up the humiliated, violated, crumpled up, stepped on note, and shove it into your mouth. It tastes like paper that has been humiliated, violated, crumpled up, and stepped on. But you know, for a note that has been humiliated, violated, crumpled up, and stepped on, it's not too bad tasting. But you can't bring yourself to swallow it. That would be like swallowing a piece of your bro. [[Swallow It Anyways]] [[Make A Choice->Crumple Up Note In Anger]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/EAT-IT-YOU-PUSSY.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You say "Fuck it." and then you swallow the note, taking in all those amazing nutrients that come from paper. Like...cellulose! And...uh...paper...stuff.........Yeah this is just a really fucking idiotic waste of time. [[Search For Ladder->Crumple Up Note In Anger]] [[Vomit Up The Note]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/vomit.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Um, ew! You force yourself vomit up the note, it's covered in whatever the hell you ate today. Why did you do this? [[Search For Ladder->Crumple Up Note In Anger]] [[Eat The Note Again]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/EAT-IT-YOU-PUSSY.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You devour the note again. It's taste is awful. WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?! [[Vomit It Again]] [[Search For The Ladder->Crumple Up Note In Anger]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/vomit.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You vomit up the note AGAIN. It doesn't even look like paper anymore. [[Stomp On The Note]] [[Ladder Search, Please->Crumple Up Note In Anger]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/stomp.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You throw it on the ground and stomp on it. It looks like a baby vomitted and then took a dump on it. [[Ladder Search, For Fuck's Sake->Crumple Up Note In Anger]] [[Eat The Note Again]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/DOLL-WHAT-THE-FUCK.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You suddenly get the urge to turn around. You don't know why, but you do. GAH! One of those creepy dolls is sitting in the window! Was that ALWAYS there?! Or did your bro put it there while you weren't looking?! Gah...those Little Miss No-Name dolls always creeped you the fuck out. This is most likely an attempt from your bro to fuck with you. This is starting to turn into a huge fucking annoying as shit game! But, you would not be beaten so easily! You should take a jab at your bro. You should screw with one of his dolls. It won't be much, but at least it'll be a big "fuck you" to your brother. What should you do? [[Attach A Litreal "Fuck You" To The Doll]] [[Cut Out The Doll's Eyes]] (if: $drpepper is "obtained")[[[Pour Dr Pepper All Over The Doll's Head->Pour Dr Pepper All Over The Doll's Head]]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/doll-fuck-you-litreal.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You get a sticky note from the kitchen, you write the words "fuck you" on it. You then proceed to attach the note to the doll's forehead. Ha! That should mess him up! A huge blow to his ego!! Wait...suddenly you notice there are two notes attached to the doll's head. But you swear you only needed one to fit "fuck you" onto. [[Read The Note On The Doll's Head]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/doll-cut-eyes.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You cut out the doll's eyes. HA! They should call her Little Miss No-Eyes now! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh hey there's a note on the doll. [[Read The Note On The Doll->Eyes Cut Note]]

You take a swig of the delicious Dr. Pepper. You then realize why your bro hasn't downed this already. It's not cold yet. That must be why he left it in the fridge. Because he was...uh...un-heating it up? Is there a phrase for that? Chilling it down? Chilling it up? It wouldn't be freezeing it...uh...let's just go with chilling it down. Now as a respectable person would know, warm soda is UNDRINKABLE. And as another person would know, AN OPENED WARM SODA IS 100% UNDRINKABLE. So here's the dillema. You have opened this soda, which is undrinkable. But if you leave it in the fridge, it'll get watered down, and become undrinkable. To your knowledge there is no way to keep the drink carbonated. So what do you doooo?! [[Save The Drink For Future Use]] [[Pour It Down The Sink]]

You store the drink in your inventory. You don't really know how the fabeled inventory works. It must be magical or some shit. And that's normal because magic is real. Everyone knows that magic is real. It's been real for at least 10 years. Now then, you store it in your magical inventory. Because it might be useful later. -DR. PEPPER STORED IN INVENTORY- (set: $drpepper to ("obtained")) [[Check The Fridge]]

Okay, even if it's an undrinkable beverage...the mere thought of wasting such an amazing soda is obscene to you! You could not bring yourself to pour such a great beverage down the sink. [[Save The Drink For Future Use]] [[Force Yourself To Pour It Down The Sink]]

You grab your hand and start pushing it forward, trying to get yourself to pour it down. NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO This is torture! You're torturing yourself! [[POUR IT DOWN]]

With one final push. The deed was done. The Dr. Pepper had been poured down the drain. Rest in peace, sweet angel. (set: $drpepper to ("poured")) [[Check The Fridge]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/fuck%20you%20zoom.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> (set: $dollnote to ("on")) [[==>->Bro You're Dumb]]

You knew that Dr. Pepper would be useful!! Take THAT bro! Oh hey, a note. [[Read The Note->Dr Pepper Note]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/cut%20eyes%20note.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> [[==>->Bro You're Dumb]]

You will regret this. - Bro (set: $dollsoda to ("on")) [[==>->Bro You're Dumb]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/WHAT.png" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> AGH! Your bro's always one step ahead of you! Wait...AGH he just did this to mess with you! Because you aren't sure if he put the sticky note on it now or before! Did he stop time and then put it there or was it there the whole time and he just knew what you were going to do?! GOD DAMNIT. [[Go To The Attic Now]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/ascend.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> It's time. You're gonna go fuck your bro's shit up. He's gonna regret the day he was born. You're gonna fuck his shit up so much that he's gonna become your bitch. Yo. This is 10% luck. 20% skill. 15% concentrated power of will. 5% pleasure. 50% pain. And 100% reason to remember the name. That had absolutley nothing to do with your scenario. But it was cool anyways. You take a swig of celebratory water. It was so fresh. Fresher than the Fresh Prince of Bel Air. Wait...can water be NOT fresh? Hmm... You walk to the garage, and place the ladder in a spot where it won't fall. You climb up, ascending to the forbidden room of your house, the attic. Bro is waiting. Waiting for a while. He's been waiting this whole time, for you to arrive. It's about time, time to dine, dine on the sweet taste, sweet taste of victory, victory against your bro, 'gainst your bro, your bro's got nothin' on you, you got everything on him, you got him nervous, nervous to get beat, his palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy, there's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti, he's nervous, but on the surface he's calm and ready... Wait you're pretty sure half way into that you slipped into an Eminem rap. Oops. Ah fuck, you're wasting time by dropping stolen bombs. This fire you spat is not earned. You stomp on your celebratory muffin, you don't deserve it. [[Climb Up And Greet Bro.]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/bro-intro.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You enter the attic. Bro stands in front of you. His glare piercing you. But you pierce him back. The two of you exchange fiery glares, the two of you both know what's about to go down. This is gonna be rad as shit. Get ready, it's time for a duel. [[Set Him Ablaze]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/bro-intro.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You start your rap, you intend to finish him instantly. Yo. Bro. Get ready, I'mma bout to drop red hot fire, stand back, you might get burned, and I ain't jokin', i'm no liar. You time-stopping-doll-loving-incestous fuck, you better run cuz all you got is luck. Get outta the house, you lazy mouse. The only reason you stick around, is cuz you get aroused, by me. What's with that shit? It's kinda weird. Weirder than that time you grew a beard. And that was pretty weird. Like on a scale of normal to weird, it scores at least a triple fuckin' weird. Bam. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/micdrop.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> You drop an invisible mic. You were hyped as shit, confident. There was no way your bro could counter that. [[Listen To Your Bro Counter That]]

Your bro takes a deep breath. And fires. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/bro-counter.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Kid. Listen. Telling me I'm weird, when the weird one here, is the one dissing the beard. What's up with you? Let's talk for a bit, bout the shit you did, just for a bit. (if: $dollsoda is "on")[ You pour Dr. Pepper on my doll.] (if: $dollnote is "on")[ You stick a litreal fuck you on my doll.] You get off by breaking fuckin' rubik's cubes on the wall. You must have a ball, breaking things that aren't ball-shaped. Fuck you. OMG DID YOU SEE THAT?! THAT WAS FIRE! THERE'S NO WAY YOU CAN COUNTER THAT!!! <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/flipout-rap.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> Looks like there's only one thing to do... [[Engage In Hand To Hand Combat]]

(put: (prompt: "What's your name?") into $name) (set: $gender to ("girl")) Your name is $name. PHASE 1 ----- [[Phase 1 - Chapter 1->Story Start]] [[Phase 1 - Chapter 2->Checkpoint 1]] [[Phase 1 - Chapter 3->Checkpoint 2]] [[Phase 1 - Chapter 4->Checkpoint 3]] [[Phase 1 - Chapter 5->Checkpoint 4]] ---- PHASE 2 --- --- PHASE 3 --- --- PHASE 4 --- --- PHASE 5 --- ---

You point at your bro, you then point down, to be badass and to let him know he's going down. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/you-gonna-die.gif" width="1234" height="800" alt="1"> He giggles at your proposal. He informs you that you couldn't handle him for more than a minute. You sneer, claiming that you could totally handle him. Time stopping powers aren't shit. [[Reveal Your Stand]]

You pose in awesome pose. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/jojo-pose.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> So cool. Your bro is practically shaking in his fucking boots. Or at least in your mind he is. In reality he's not fucking budging. You do a super cool point like from that one anime. You then inform your bro of some super secret cool fighting ability you've obtained. He remains vigilant and unimpressed. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/yareyare.png" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> He laughs, informing you that it's probably immensely lame. Which he's right. It is. It's nothing. He also informs you that even if you had the most overpowered ability ever, it doesn't matter because he wouldn't give you a chance to use it. You make the typical anime "Kh!" sound. Your bro sees your weakness and is about to totally destroy your ass. But if you could just...do something! You could mayb- Suddenly you're in your room, tied down to your bed. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/time-stop-lol.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Oh. You got pranked. [[Attempt To Get Out Of Ropes]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/you%20struggke.png" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You struggle, but it's impossible to get out of your ropes just by struggling. You look around the room, how'd he do this? You even notice that your door is gone. Not like missing, but like, it looks like there was never a door to begin with. How'd he do that?!?!? Well, I guess when you can stop time itself, anything's possible. And this isn't like most lame people who can only stop time for like 5 seconds, not sure how that makes sense anyways. But your bro can stop time for litreally however long he wants. And he doesn't age when time is stopped. Like seriously nothing can kill him. This would foreshadow to the inevitable part of the story where your bro would die tragically in a plot twist no one is surprised by. Welp. Looks like you can't escape. Maybe you should swap points of view. [[Be Your Bro]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/bro%20kitchen.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> PHASE 1 - CHAPTER 2 You are now $broname. You just locked your sibling inside a box in the backyard. It was pretty cool. You can't believe how fucking cool it was. You are the king of the house. THE KING O' THE WORLD!!! More like king of Za Warudo. Because you stop time. It's so cool. Anyways, while you were busy entertaining your sibling, you got distracted from the more important matter at hand. The fact that your house is in the fucking sky. Like at least 500 meters in the sky! Your bro/sis doesn't know this, because you distracted them good. You should probably get on the ground. [[Do The Thing]]

You do the thing. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/time-stop-bro.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> That thing. Time is frozen. You like to think that you are at least 1000x more powerful than DIO himself. Even though DIO is a fictional character, you like to imagine, that if he were real, you would introduce his face to the pavement. Your time stop powers are incredible. No body can possibly kill you. When you're moving in frozen time, you're pretty much unkillable. The only possible way you could be killed is if someone could also stop time, who then stopped time within your stopped time and then ripped you out of stopped time and then killed you within his stopped time and made sure to sever your head cleanly off your body. But there's no way that would ever happen. There's no way that it's being foreshadowed to a later event in which you would die tragically in a plot twist that nobody gets surprised by. But you digress, you should be finding a way to the ground. [[Check The Fridge For Good Stuff]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/scoot.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You walk to the fridge, looking for the good stuff. Inside you see some stuff. The only thing worth noting, is the cold doritos inside the fridge, which your sibling may or may not have eaten. But you honestly don't care. You just like to entertain them. You press a button in the fridge. It opens the super secret awesome totally hidden super well compartment that you built into the fridge. It only took you about 2 years to properly build. But of course, that's 2 years of fake-time. Like, time within stopped time. Cuz like, time has it's own flow in the stopped time realm. Man, all this time shit confuses the fuck out of you. You wish there would be a simpler way to do this shit. Within the secret compartment, is your trusty non-time-locked time-hover-scooter. WHAT THE FUCK EVEN IS THAT. You'll shorten the name of that object to "The N-T-L T-H-S". It's much easier to say than non-time-locked time-hover-scooter. Wait hold up, how the fuck did you fit a scooter in a fridge? The reader asks this to the writer. You answer this question with a smug answer. You inform the player that it also has the ability to shrink, and expand. It can be any size! So it's not weird for it to be hidden in a fridge. No wait, it's still really weird. Wow, I think we're getting too meta here. Maybe that's just me, you, him, idk. [[Grab Mini N-T-L T-H-S]]

It's not mini! It's just shrunk down for now! It'll get bigger! ... Hehe. You grab the N-T....the thing. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/scoot-expand.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> It expands. EXPANNND. IT EXPANDS. TO FEATURE LENGTH. <img src="http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/gfaqssb/images/8/8d/Feature_length.png/revision/latest?cb=20150207080752" width="420" height="420" alt="image1"> Donkey Kong is a kool monkey. SO KOOL. Yes, that's right, cool with a motherfuckin' K. KOOL. LIKE KING K. ROOL. Man you could tottally spit some fire about this shit. Yo. Huh-huh-huh-here we go! So they're finally here, performing for you If you know the words, you can join in too Put your hands together, if you want to clap As we take you through this monkey rap Huh!! DK! Donkey Kong!! He's the leader of the bunch, you know him well He's finally back to kick some tail His Coconut Gun can fire in spurts If he shoots ya, it's gonna hurt He's bigger, faster, and stronger too He's the first member of the DK crew Huh! DK! Donkey Kong! DK! Donkey Kong is here! This Kong's got style, so listen up dudes She can shrink in size, to suit her mood She's quick and nimble when she needs to be She can float through the air and climb up trees If you choose her, you'll not choose wrong With a skip and a hop, she's one cool Kong Huh! DK! Donkey Kong! He has no style, he has no grace This Kong has a funny face He can handstand when he needs to And stretch his arms out, just for you Inflate himself just like a balloon This crazy Kong just digs this tune Huh! DK! Donkey Kong! DK! Donkey Kong is here! He's back again and about time too And this time he's in the mood He can fly real high with his jetpack on With his pistols out, he's one tough Kong He'll make you smile when he plays his tune But Kremlings beware 'cause he's after you Huh! DK! Donkey Kong! Huh! Finally, he's here for you It's the last member of the DK crew This Kong's so strong, it isn't funny Can make a Kremling cry out for mummy Can pick up a boulder with relative ease Makes crushing rocks seem such a breeze He may move slow, he can't jump high But this Kong's one hell of a guy Huh! C'mon Cranky, take it to the fridge! Walnuts, peanuts, pineapple smells Grapes, melons, oranges and coconut shells Ahh yeah!! (repeat) [[Stop This Fucking Garbage]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/scoot.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Garbage!?!?!?!?!?!?! How fucking dare you, player! That rap was composed completely non-ironically by the legendary Grant Kirkhope! You dare dis the Kirk?! Man, the nerve of some people. [[Stop Being $broname->Stop Being Bro]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/scoot-expand.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> You fail to stop controlling $broname. He's just too cool to not be controlled. So, anyways. You grab the scooter and expand it to be the size of a regular scooter, no fucking shit. [[Ride Around The House Like A Fucking Jack Off]] [[Descend.]]

WEE WOO. WEE WOO. SOUND THE FUCKING ALARMS, THE PLAYER DID SOMETHING STUPID. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/weeee.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You proceed to fly around the house, breaking some shit in frozen time. You'll probably fix it later within stopped time. Or leave it broken. Who gives a shit? Anyways. You should probably get down to the business. [[Descend.]]

You walk forward, triumphantly. Looking around, floating houses everywhere. Everyone in the neighborhood is floating. It's time to be the savior everyone needs. <iframe width="1280" height="720" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/7sKayxXUZIM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe> Grabbing your scooter. You descend using your thing. You hop on it, flying down to earth. There's flying rubble everywhere. You've got to stop whatever's causing this ruckus. As you descend, you see the sun, stuck in motion. It's always so awe-inspiring as you see it. The way it shimmers, completely stuck in time. The UV rays not even burning your eyes. Time itself preserves some of the most amazing things in life. You descend. Further. Further. Further. The clouds stuck in place, you pass through them. They don't seperate, but you pass through them anyways. You get closer to the ground. Almost there... This is happening. It's happening so hard right now. THIS IS FUCKING HAPPENING. Sorry, you get super hype when you're about to do something cool. It's just kind of a reflex at this point. So much so that you can't not do it. You are almost on the ground. You see something on the ground...what is it? Or to be more accurate...what are they? [[Land.]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/underlings.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> You land on the ground You see stationary...things. They look like black demons, if you had to describe them. They were growing. There were at minimum 10,000 of them on the ground level just in your area. These things look threatning. They must be the ones holding your neighborhood in the air. You draw your trusty katana. Obviously. Who doesn't use a fucking katana? Of course, because you're so overpowered, you keep the sword sheathed 99.99999% of the time. In the small chance that you draw it, the battle is over in seconds. [[$broname: Notice The Strange Feeling of Dread Overhanging->brodread]]

Yes, you do feel a little bit of dread overhanging, you wonder what that feeling is... <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/deus-descend.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THAT?!!?!?! [[Behold.->introduceyram]]

A tall slender dark figure, standing about 6'4 approaches you. It looks to be a female. "GREETINGS PLAYER 2." The woman says. "How...the hell are you moving?" you ask. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/deus-descend.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> "MY NAME IS MARIE DEUS. YOU ARE MY ENEMY. PREPARE YOUR FUCKING TINY LITTLE BODY FOR ABSOLUTE OBLITERATION." she said. Her accent is unlike anything you've ever heard. It's so alien. "Are you an alien?" you ask her. <img src="http://i.imgur.com/JJhAKMw.jpg" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> "I AM A SUPER BOSS." she replies. "Super boss?" "ENOUGH. THE GAME MASTER INTENDS ME TO KILL YOU. AS WELL AS EVERY OTHER PLAYER IN THIS WORLD." she said with great intimidation. "Heh, sorry pal. I can't allow that." you say, with a hint of badass. "IF YOU DON'T WANNA SUFFER GREAT PAIN AND SUFFERING THEN YOU WILL END YOUR LIFE FOR ME." "You don't scare me." you say. "YOU AMUSE ME." she chortles. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/fake-time-%202.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> You shrug. You open another layer of fake-time. Stopping time within time. You are now in fake-time+2. You've never had to use that ability. But now you do. You calmly walk over to her, clutching your sheathed katana. [[DECAPITATE!]]

You swing your sword down quickly against her ne- <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/faketime%203.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> [[Marie Deus: Fake-Time+3]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/fake-time--%204-part1.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> YOU ARE NOW MARIE DEUS. YOU POKE A HOLE IN HIS PITIFUL FORM, ALLOWING YOU ACCESS TO FAKE-TIME+3. HIS STOPPING TIME POWER IS SIMPLY USED, AND VERY EASY TO REPLICATE. WOW THIS IS REALLY FUCKING COMPLICATED. SO LET'S GET THIS SHITTING FUCKING STRAIGHT. YOU ARE IN STOPPED TIME, WITHIN STOPPED TIME, WITHIN STOPPED TIME. HOLY SHIT ON A FUCKING POPSICLE, THAT IS SHITTING COMPLICATED. YOU APOLIGIZE TO THE READER FOR TALKING IN SUCH A VIOLENT WAY. BUT IT IS THE ONLY WAY YOU KNOW HOW TO SPEAK. WITH PURE UNADULTERATED VIOLENCE. YOU SPEAK THE LANGUAGE OF VIOLENCE FLUENTLY. TO BE BLUNT, YOU ARE THE EMBODIMENT OF VIOLENCE. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/fake-time--%204-part2.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> YOU REACH FOR THE PUNY PATHETIC HUMAN'S WEAK STUBBY WACKING STICK. WACKING STICK IS THE WORD YOU USE FOR SWORD. YOU GRAB THE PATHETIC WACKING STICK AND PREPARE TO SEVER HIS HEAD FROM HIS FUCKING B- [[$broname: Fake-Time+4->bro: faketime4]]

You can't believe this. She can use higher layers of fake-time! No one has ever even gotten past fake-time+1! YOU'VE NEVER HAD TO GO INTO FAKE-TIME+4!!! This shit is so crazy, you might have a st- <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/fake-time--%204-part2.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> [[Marie Deus: Fake-Time+12]]

YOU ARE QUITE IMPRESSED AT THIS HUMAN'S TIME ABILITIES. IT APPEARS THEY'RE MORE COMPLEX THAN YOU INTIALLY THOUGHT. IF THIS FUCKER WERE NOT A PLAYER YOU WOULD HAVE INSTANTLY FUCKING ENLISTED THIS MOTHERFUCKING FUCKER. IT IS A SHAME. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/fake-time-%20-6.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> YOU LOCK THE PITIFUL HUMAN UNDER 8 LAYERS OF FAKE-TIME. BREAKING THROUGH 8 LAYERS IS IMPOSSIBLE, EVEN BY YOU. WELL MAYBE NOT. ANYWAYS, IT WAS FUN, BUT NOW YOU MUST KILL THIS PLAYER. [[$broname: Fake-Time+29->brofaketime29]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/dedalmost.gif" width="646" height="646" alt="image1"> HOLY SHIT! You can't believe you managed to manuever around enough to escape 8 layers, but also managed to put hella more on her! This chick is tough! You've never even gotten an opponent close to this! But there's no way anyone but you could pull that off. You look for your sword. You wonder where it went? It's not in her hands so whe-... [[Look Down.]]

You slowly peer down to see your sword. Unsheathed. Sticking out of your stomach. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/ded.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> [[Look Back.]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/ded2.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> "YOU SIMPLE PIECE OF SHIT, NOT EVEN ABOVE A COCKROACH'S LIMP DICK" she taunts you. You cough up blood. "How...the fuck?!" you scream in agony. So this is what your own medicine tastes like... "I PLANNED EVERYTHING AROUND YOUR MOVEMENTS. YOU ARE SO FUCKING PREDICTABLE AND EASY TO COPY." she said. ... ... ... [[Marie Deus: Fake-Time+30 Kill]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/okay-he-dead.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> YOU CHORTLE HYSTERICALLY. YOU SLOWLY CUT UP THE PITIFUL HUMAN'S BODY. USING HIS OWN WACKING STICK. HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA. SO FUCKING PITIFUL. PITIFUL PITIFUL PITIFUL PITIFUL PITIFUL PITIFUL! YOU SEVER THE SHITTY WASTE OF SPACE WITH THE WACKING STICK. YOU IMPALE HIS TINY HEAD ON THE WACKING STICK, AND THROW IT FAR LIKE A JAVELIN. [[$broname: GAME OVER->bro gameover]]

$broname has been killed. $broname has reached GAME OVER. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/gameover-bro.gif" width="1234" height="720" alt="image1"> [[Be $name->be player1]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/you%20struggke.png" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You are now back to being $name. You are still tied to your bed. You wonder if your bro will come and let you free and then lecture you. It seems really unlike your bro to leave you tied to something. You wonder if he's shielding you from something. Despite being a total ass, you think he really cares about you. And so you can respect him for that. [[Bro's Head: Convienietly Break Into $name's Fake Bedroom->Bro's Head: Convienietly Break Into Sibling's Fake Bedroom]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/wtfbro.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Your bro's head on a wacking stick comes flying through the wall and sticks on the floor. You take a bit to realize, but your bro's head...is on the sword. Bleeding. Bro is dead. "No fucking way." you said. [[Try Not To Cry]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/WHYYYYY.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You fail, you burst into tears. Realizing that this isn't a joke. He's really dead. Someone killed him. No, no one could kill your bro. SomeTHING killed him. And you can't handle that fact. [[Deal With It]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/theywillpay.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> After a while you get the ability to deal with it. But you're not going to forget this. Whatever killed your bro is going to pay. You will make them pay. Pay with blood. [[Free Yourself Using Bro's Sword.]]

You scoot close to the sword, and rub the chains on them. Unsurprisingly the chains break, freeing you. It's not shocking because bro's sword is one of the best in the universe. Of course he would be brought down by his own weapon. That's just the kind of guy he is. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/examining-sword.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You give your bro a bow. And in typical fashion in these scenarios, you take your bro's sword, and stash it away. Luckily the sheath is attached. Aw man, looks like you can't even get close to wielding this weapon. You need way higher stats. You need 40 ASH, 40 STR, 80 WIS, 99 DEX, and MAX(200) MDR. To put that into English words. 40 Asshole, 40 Strength, 80 Wisdom, 99 Dexterity, and MAX(200) Murderous Intent. However, wielding the sword sheathed only requires 40 STR, and 20 DEX. Sheathed Sword of Bro ---- Requirements: 40 STR, 20 DEX. Damage(DMG): 500 x (LVL) Fire Damage: 0 Water Damage: 0 Chaos Damage: 0 Divine Damage: 0 Lightning Damage: 0 Special Effects: None. ---- Man, that's gonna be pretty cool to wield later on. What's gonna be even cooler is wielding the unsheathed variation. Unsheathed Sword of Bro ---- Requirements: 40 ASH, 40 STR, 80 WIS, 99 DEX, MAX MDR Damage(DMG): 500,000 x (LVL) x (All Stats) x (The Age Of The User) x (The Amount of Witty Remarks Made[According To The User) x (Age Of The Sun) x (Kills Done With Sword) Fire Damage: 0 Water Damage: 0 Chaos Damage: 0 Divine Damage: 0 Lightning Damage: 0 Special Effects: None. ---- The difference in power though. It's fucking insane! But the unsheathed version has many things that could go wrong. Like if you make zero witty remarks, that negates all damage, because math. Due to the amount of witty remarks actually being a variable. So if you don't make any, the numbers get one of the variables to be zero. Negating all damage therefore. One other problem is due to one of the requirements targetting one of the fluctuating stats, Murderous Intent. You must have MAX(200) Murderous Intent in order to even use the blade. Which is hard to maintain. The perplexing part is how you use it when you start out, due to the kills also being a variable. Does it count kills with the sheathed version? Who knows. Chances are you won't be able to use the sword for a LONG time. Getting up to 40 STR is a feat in itself. [[Stick Sword Into Inventory]]

You stick the sword into your inventory. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/put-in-inventory.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Sword takes up 20 slots. Starter Inventory contains 200 slots. 5 slots are occupied by your main weapon, Rubber Chicken. 175/200 Slots Remaining. [[Examine Main Weapon, Rubber Chicken]]

Rubber Chicken ---- Requirements: SHM 0, STR 1 Damage(DMG): 1 Fire Damage: 0 Water Damage: 0 Chaos Damage: 0 Divine Damage: 0 Lightning Damage: 0 Special Effects: Very distracting to the enemy. Unbreakable. ---- What a piece of shit. At least it's cheap to use, and doesn't break. The requirments are 1 Strength and 0 Shame. Again, this weapon uses a fluctuating stat, Shame. As long as you have no shame you're fine! [[Examine Self]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/idle-room.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Are you crazy? You seriously want all the math on your character? [[Hell Yes.]] [[Not Really.]]

Alright. Math nerd. $name ---- LVL: 1 RANK: Scrub HP: 100/100 MP: ---/--- SP: 100/100 EXP: 001/100 KILLS: 1 STR: 1 VIT: 1 END: 1 DEX: 1 WIS: 1 INT: 1 RST: 0 ASH: 10 FTH: 0 SHM: 0 TMP: 37°C MDR: 150 --- This is your character profile. It has all your stats. LVL is Level. This is what level you are. There is no MAX level. RANK is Rank. This shows what Rank of UBS you are. UBS stands for Unquantifiable Bull Shit. HP is Health Points. If this reaches 0, you die. MP is Mana Points. This is how you use magic. You don't use magic though. So this doesn't apply to you. SP is Stamina Points. This is your stamina. Duh. EXP is Experience Points. Get a bunch of these and you level up. KILLS is how many living things you have killed. You killed a fly once. For some reason it counted and you got an EXP for it. Just one. STR is Strength, often increases DMG, and ability to lift things. VIT is Vitality, increases MAX HP. END is Endurance, increases MAX SP. DEX is Dexterity, increases accuracy. WIS is Wisdom, increases deduction, and logic. INT is Intelligence, increases MAX MP. Unless you don't use magic. In which case, this is pointless. RST is Resistance, it allows you to resist things, duh. ASH is Asshole, it quantifies how much of a douche you are. This is a fluctuating stat. FTH is Faith, this shows your faith in religion and stuff. Dunno what this fucking does. SHM is Shame, the higher it is, the more likely you are to get debuffs and stuff. This is a fluctuating stat. TMP is your Body Temperture, this one's pretty self explanatory. And obviously, it's a fluctuating stat. MDR is your Murderous Intent, the higher it is, the less likely you are to hold back. Fluctuating stat. WOW, LOT'S OF MATH AND STATS AND STUFF. [[Stop Messing With Menus]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/idle-room.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You decide that it's probably not the best use of your time to check pointless stats that are probably only going to be used for gags anyways. [[Stop Messing With Menus]]

PHASE 1 - CHAPTER 3 <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/idle-room.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You decide that it would be a good idea to get a move on. You stand up, and look around. You notice a hole in the wall and see that you're in your backyard. How is this even possible? Hm, maybe your bro built a fake room around you. Too keep you in. But why? Why would he need to keep you in like that? Usually he doesn't need to tie you down. It's most likely because of whatever killed him. [[Step Through Hole In Wall]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/backyard-again.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You step through the hole. You're now in your backyard. The sky has turned red. What the fuck. Was it like that whole time?! Seriously, you are not very aware today. You imagine it probably was red from the beginning but you didn't notice because you we're too busy being a FUCKING JACKASS. [[Suddenly Get Attacked]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/backyard-again.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You suddenly get a feeling that you're about to get attacked. But that's crazy talk. You'd never get attacked. Ever. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-appears!.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Suddenly some sort of zombie-like creature attacks you! He starts speaking to you! "RUAGBUHUHRUJBWSEIFOFJNJESKP" Okay, um. More like rambling to you. Why the hell is there a zombie on your lawn!?! Oh! The song! There's a zombie on your lawn There's a zombie on your lawn There's a zombie on your lawn We don't want zombies on the lawn. I know your type: tall, dark, and dead You want to bite all the petals off- [[Quickly Stop Thinking About Song Lyrics And FIGHT!]]

Zombie ---- LVL: 1 RANK: Super High School Level First Enemy HP: 50/50 ---- <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-panel-one.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Aw man you gotta fight this guy with a rubber chicken! This is gonna suck! [[FIGHT!]]

(set: $HP to (100)) (set: $ZombieHP to (50)) $name: $HP/100 Zombie: $ZombieHP/50 The Zombie get's first strike! <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-panel-one.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> The Zombie flings itself towards you, flicking it's drool everywhere! [[Block->zombieblock1]] [[Dodge->zombiedodge1]] [[Counter->zombiecounter1]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-panel-one-block.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You block with your rubber chicken! Unfourtnatley it's a FUCKING RUBBER CHICKEN. SO YOU OBVIOUSLY TAKE DAMAGE. 10 Damage. (set: $HP to $HP - (10)) $name: $HP/100 HP. Zombie: $ZombieHP/50 HP. [[Your Turn->zombieplayerturn1]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-panel-one-dodge.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You take a step out of the way! You succeed in dodging! 0 Damage! $name: $HP/100 HP. Zombie: $ZombieHP/50 HP. (set: $HP to (100)) [[Your Turn->zombieplayerturn1]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-panel-one-parry.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You attempt to parry and then riposte. You fail. Git gud. 10 Damage. (set: $HP to $HP - (10)) $name: $HP/100 HP. Zombie: $ZombieHP/50 HP. [[Your Turn->zombieplayerturn1]]

$name: $HP/100 Zombie: $ZombieHP/50 It's your turn. What do you do?! <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-panel-one.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> [[Whack The Zombie]] [[Present Your Body To The Zombie]] [[Punch Zombie In Face]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombiebattle-panel-two-whack.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You whack the zombie on the head with your rubber chicken!!!!!!!!!!!! 1 Damage. $name: $HP/100 (set: $ZombieHP to $ZombieHP - (1)) Zombie: $ZombieHP/100 [[Zombie's Turn->zombieturn2]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-panel-two-dab.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You give the zombie a sexy pose...er...sexy? It's you attempting to seduce it so you can snap it's neck! Unfourtnatley, the zombie is immune! It has this immunity because it doesn't date faggots. $name: $HP/100 Zombie: 50/50 (set: $ZombieHP to (50)) [[Zombie's Turn->zombieturn2]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-panel-two-punch.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You assume that your fists my have a bigger strength stat than your rubber chicken. You walk up to the zombie and PUNCH it in the face. Unfourtnatley you have never been in a fight. Well, a REAL fight. Your bro would never fight you in a REAL fight. Well anyways. Due to this being a REAL fight. Your fist's attack level is equal to your strength. Which is 1. Zombie DEF: 0 Your ATK: 1 1 Damage! $name: $HP/100 (set: $ZombieHP to $ZombieHP - (1)) Zombie: $ZombieHP/100 [[Zombie's Turn->zombieturn2]]

(put: (prompt: "What's your bro's name?") into $broname) Bro's name is $broname. [[Back To Gameplay->Be Your Bro]]

(put: (prompt: "What's your bro's name?") into $broname) Bro's name is $broname. [[Back To Gameplay->Stop Messing With Menus]]

(set: $ZombieHP to $ZombieHP - (10)) $name: $HP/100 Zombie: $ZombieHP/50 <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-panel-three.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> The zombie trips! It hurts itself by landing on the ground with it's face. Zombie takes 10 damage. What do you do in return? [[Step On His Head]]

(set: $ZombieHP to (0)) $name: $HP/100 Zombie: $ZombieHP/50 <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-finisher.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You stomp on the zombie's head. It's like it's made of paper mache. His head easily bursts. Covering your shoe in blood. Victory! You have won the battle! Good job! YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY! Kay, enough of that. [[$name: Level Up->Level Up]]

$name levels up! You are now Level 2! $name ---- LVL: 2 RANK: Scrub HP: 120/120 [+20] MP: ---/--- SP: 100/100 EXP: 20/200 KILLS: 2 [+1] STR: 2 [+1] VIT: 2 [+1] END: 2 [+1] DEX: 1 WIS: 1 INT: 1 RST: 0 ASH: 11 [+1] FTH: 0 SHM: 0 TMP: 36.54268°C [-0.45731] MDR: 100 [-50] --- [[Collect The Spoils]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/zombie-battle-aftermath.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> The zombie dropped 10 Flinglefucks. Sweetness! You're rich! Well, not really. That's enough to buy you about 5 Chocolate Bingle Bangles. Your F$: 10F$ (set: $Money to - (10)) [[Make It Rain]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/makeitrain.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You make it rain by throwing Flinglefucks everywhere! Now you're living the life!!! FUCK YEAH!!!! The wind blows your Flinglefucks away. You have no Flinglefucks. (set: $Money to - (0)) [[Cry]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/fuck-you-lol-you-fucking-idiot.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> We don't have fucking time for that okay? Jeez, we already cried earlier. What are you, a cry baby? You suddenly realize again that the sky is red. The fuck. I mean, a sky being red is pretty weird. Like, it's not that average. Defintley not something you see everyday. [[==>->RedSky]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/look-at-red-sky.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Like, okay, maybe red skies are normal. Like, when the sun sets, that's when the sky is techincally red. Or is it pink? Or orange? What the fuck colour is the sky during twilight anyways!? Well you at least know that the sky in the day is blue. [[==>->RedSky2]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/look-at-red-sky.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> OR IS IT INDIGO?! OR BABY BLUE?! OR FUCKING NOT EVEN BLUE AT ALL?! WHAT IF IT'S CERULEAN?! OR TURQUOISE?! OR WHAT?! ON TOP OF THAT THE NIGHT SKY... WHAT THE FUCK COLOUR IS THAT?! BLUE? DARK BLUE?! BLACK?! PURPLE?! WHAT THE FUCK [[Realize That This Is Stupid]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/look-at-red-sky.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Oh yeah. This is stupid. My bad, er...your bad...er...our bad..er..what the fuck. Well, now we're not stupid, so that's good. Well, you're still pretty stupid. I mean, who even likes that plants vs zombies song? Like wtf? [[Stop Being Stupid]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/look-at-red-sky.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Yeaaaaaaah....that ain't happening. You're like the king of being stupid. Like, your brother even took the time to make you a trophy, for being stupid. Made of fucking pure platnium. Where does he get this shit?! Well, when you've got all the time in the world at your disposal, anything is possible. Hey, that reminds you! Maybe if you tried hard enough, you could also learn to stop time! [[Attempt.]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/attempt-time-stop.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You attempt to stop time, but it doesn't work. How does one stop time anyways? Do you like think about it and then you do it? Do you gotta do a sort of thing? Do you gotta yell something like, "ZA WARUDO! TOKI WO TOMARE!" or something? It's gonna be hard, learning to stop time. Since your bro had to learn it from a really cool time-master. Who lives on the top of a mountain. But that guy's hard to find, so you might need to learn from your bro direct- oh wait. Nevermind. [[Stop Wasting Time]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/how-dare-you.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Wasting time?! How dare you insinuate that I'm wasting time! I'm making sure your time is very well spent! Yeah. Well spent. ... [[Be Another Guy]]

PHASE 1 - CHAPTER 4 <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/roboro-intro.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> OKAY. Now you're some other guy. What's his name? [[Other Guy: Enter Name]]

(put: (prompt: "What's this fucker's name?") into $p2name) <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/roboro-intro.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> This guy, is a pretty neat guy. His name is $p2name. $p2name is a super cool guy who programs robots. Robots are sick as fuck. And you aren't gonna let anyone say otherwise. You like various video games, and anime. You seem to program a lot of robotic girls. NOT FOR THE REASONS ONE WOULD THINK. Of course, it's for...uh..."Research" purposes. Anyways, robots, awesome. As you can see, there are a bunch of robots you made on the floor. Those didn't work though, they're scrap. The one robot that you hate, but are also the most proud of, is your kick-ass training robot. You programmed him to be a copy of you. To have your exact skills and strats. He is bassiacly you. He follows you around, occasionaly looking for a time to strike! Luckily you programmed it so it wouldn't actually kill you. But it will defintley be a great way to build your stats. To make sure you are the fucking strong. [[Check This Cool Dude's Stats]]

(put: (prompt: "What's your name?") into $name) (put: (prompt: "What's your bro's name?") into $broname) [[Resume->Be Another Guy]]

$p2name ---- LVL: 25 RANK: Mathematical Equivalant To A Flaming Hot Cheeto HP: 1000/1000 MP: ---/--- SP: 200/200 EXP: 350/25000 KILLS: 246 STR: 32 VIT: 25 END: 33 DEX: 15 WIS: 22 INT: 10 RST: 0 ASH: 50 FTH: -666 SHM: 0 TMP: 39°C MDR: 0 --- Weapons: Hamma Bamma and Flare. Type: Hammer ---- Requirements: STR 20, INT 10 Damage(DMG): 50 Fire Damage: 2 x (DMG) Water Damage: 0 Chaos Damage: 0 Divine Damage: 0 Lightning Damage: 0 Special Effects: Can sometimes inflict the "Burn" status effect. ---- Man, you are so cool. You dunno if you can even handle yourself! So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. So cool. SHUT THE FUCK UP. [[Who Gives A Shit About Stats Anyways]]

I do! I care a whole lot about stats! You get to see such cool jokes about stats! And build character through their stats! So cool. Man, your stats are cool. [[Quit It]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/robro-phone.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Well fine, if that's how you wanna be! You notice your phone go off, well shit man, guess you better answer it. [[Respond To $name->Respond To Player1]]

FuckDolls has begun to bother the shit out of you. FuckDolls: DOOD, FUCKING BRO RobotLover2666: How may I help you, mah brutha from anotha motha? Or should I say, sista from anotha...uh. God damnit why do you gotta be female. Wat you need? FuckDolls: Bro is fucking dead, the sky turned red, and a zombie tried to nom my head. FuckDolls: hey that rhymes RobotLover2666: Hey that sounds pretty fucked up, you chill? FuckDolls: I AM THE OPPOSITE OF CHILL I ALMOST GOT MURDERED RobotLover2666: That's no good mah man FuckDolls: look outside FuckDolls: is the sky fucking red?! RobotLover2666: na man it's the opposite of red RobotLover2666: purple RobotLover2666: You sure you not on some wack drug or some shit? FuckDolls: i already told you i dont do drugs RobotLover2666: You also told me you liked dolls. FuckDolls: what, no i didnt RobotLover2666: one sec RobotLover2666: "dood not even, i fucking love dolls. they're my fucking all time favourite. like if i could fuck a doll, i'd do it." FuckDolls: I WAS BEING SARCASTIC RobotLover2666: Ohhhh, I see. I still dun get this sarcasm thing. It's really confusing. FuckDolls: wait hold on FuckDolls: did you say the sky was purple RobotLover2666: Yeah, what of it? FuckDolls: purple is not the opposite of red you collolasl fuck RobotLover2666: Colossal. Also, what? It's not? FuckDolls: NO RobotLover2666: Mmmm, na i'm pretty sure it is. FuckDolls: oh my god FuckDolls: I'm going to go explore this massive red-skyed place FuckDolls: Try not to do anything weird RobotLover2666: No prob, my man FuckDolls has stopped bothering the shit out of you. [[$p2name: Compliment Robot Girlfriend->Player2: Compliment Robot Girlfriend]]

You walk over to your work in progress robot girlfriend. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/compliment-rgf.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> "My dear, your robotic body is just glimmering in beauty today! I'd love to give you some of my...oil...if you know what I mean..." you smirk at her. She is silent. "Soon you will be complete, my lovely!" you giggle. [[Okay, That's Really Weird]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/who-are-you-to-judge.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do about it? Write a letter complaining about the fornication of robots? Are you going to write an article about how robot loving is immoral? Are you going to make a big deal and blog about robot loving? How is robot loving bad? You're just loving your creations! It's like loving your children, only uh, a little bit more close. [[Punch Yourself In The Face]]

It is suggested that you punch yourself in the face. Of course, since you are an obedient little puppet, you do as you're told! <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/punch-self-in-face.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You take your fist and give yourself a hard whack to the face. You take 10 damage. $p2name: 990/1000 Well that was stupid. Now you took damage! What do you have to say for yourself? Stoopid. Now then, let's do something productive. [[Yell Loudly And Roll On Floor]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/roll-on-floor.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You scream at the top of your lungs, and lower yourself to the floor. You roll around over and over and over again. You proceed to do this for 45 minutes. How productive! [[Eat The Carpet For Lunch, Dinner, and Dessert]]

Alright. The joke for this segment is that $p2name will litreally do whatever you tell him to do. But HE HAS LIMITS. Like seriously, nobody is gonna eat carpet for lunch, dinner, and dessert! That's complete foolishness! You'd have to be a complete idiot to- OH GOD WHAT THE FUCK <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/eat-carpet.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You proceed to rip off pieces of the carpet and devour them whole. Wow. You. Are. Crazy. Seriously man, what the shit? Who eats carpet?! UGH. Player needs to stop giving the characters weird directions. Pretty soon you'd do something crazy like tell them to kill themselves! And as funny as it would be to make a button prompt for that, no. Suicide ain't funny, kids. We're not gonna make that joke. [[Leave Your Room]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/bricked.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You leave the room! Na. Wait. Great. The door is filled to the brim with "SIGNATURE KEY-ACTIVATED BRICKS". In order to get rid of these immovable bricks, you must find a key that corresponds to the colour of the bricks. These are red. So you need to find a red key. This is most likely the result of your robot twin brother. Whom you made. You refer to it as the "Face-Off 6660." But that's just a model number. That's not a random number, it has been destroyed exactly 6660 times. Next time you see the fucker you're going to make his model number 6661! What'd you name him again? [[Enter Face-Off's Name]]

(put: (prompt: "What shall you call Face-Off?") into $roboname) <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/bricked.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> It's name is $roboname! Such a great name. You think it's an amazing name. So amazing, you need to brag about it! You yell at the top of your lungs. MY ROBOT'S NAME IS $roboname!! Well that was quite productive. Honestly, if you had to put it on a scale, it'd be 10/10 productivity. 100/100. 8/8. 2/2. 7/7. Yeah, it's great. Mm. [[Look For Red Key]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/bricked.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> It is time for you to look for that darn key! Where would be a good place to start? [[Your Desk]]

<img src= "http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/oh-hey.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Oh, hey. <img src= "http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/there's-the-key.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> There it is. [[Unlock The Door]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/desk.png" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You walk over to your messy desk. It is littered with old SNES games and old SMS games. You have a fairly large collection of interests. This includes drinking, retro video games, robots, manga, and novelty drink coasters. Of course, you can only tell that all that stuff is there when you view it up close. On your desk are, as previously mentioned, SNES games, and SMS games. That's, Super Nintendo Entertainment System games, and Sega Master System games(or Sega Genesis). In addition, there are various robot parts, an empty beer bottle, resting on your favourite coaster, a copy of Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater. You love seeing people cringe as they walk into your room after they see your drink resting on a mint-condition copy of MGS3. It's hilarious. Then again, it's pretty cruel to use such highly regarded games as coasters. Not that you care though, you only care about retro games. The ones on cartridges that won't break if you cave someone's skull in with them. Currently residing on the copy of Metal Gear Solid 3, is a beer. You love beer, you're almost always intoxicated, since your brain doesn't function properly without the influence of alchohol. Or at least that's what you believe. Whenever you're sober you seem to not think straight. It's weird, but whatever, it's not like alchohol is BAD for you or anything. Novelty drink coasters are pretty great. They're by far your favourite thing. Yeah, like favourite thing in all the things. Even more so than beer. You've got various different coasters, ranging from anime-themed to video game-themed. Your favourite coaster is probably the one with XJ-9 from My Life As A Teenage Robot's face on it. N-not because you like robots or anything. You just particularly like that character. She has many great features! Like uh...being...made of metal...and uh. You know what, the key isn't here! [[Under Your Pillow]]

<img src= "http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/look-inside-me-yus.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Now you're just being foul. If you had a girlfriend and needed to find something would you stick your hand inside her?! No, I don't think so! Man, they think they know you just cuz they played as you for a bit. They don't know you at all! They don't know what it's like, being a robosexual, you're so opressed, people are all like that. They assume shit, and it's really shitty. SHIT. Anyways. You've checked nearly every obvious location, you'll probably have to start looking in really silly locations. Unless the player has any other suggestions of humourous locations that could make a joke? [[Check The Window]]

<img src= "http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/check-pillow.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Usually you would check under the carpets for these things, as an astonishing amount of useful crap ends up under there. Once you found a DVD of Cowboy Bebop under there, once you found a hammer under there, once you even found an entire box of seasame seeds! So much useful things! Actually I think probably only one of those things was actually useful in a broad sense. Anything can be useful though. Like seasame seeds. If you wanna feed some stuff to an animal you use...seasame seeds I guess? But anyways, you cannot check under the carpet, because you ate it! For breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, and the following breakfast! So if it was there, you would have seen it. [[Check Inside Robot Girlfriend]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/check-pillow.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> This is your limited edition Medabots body pillow. You like to imagine that you give the character daily...tune ups. Man, robots are so cool. You'd make yourself into a robot if you knew how! One day. One day you will. And you'll be awesome! You'll need someone who can fix you if you break. Or you could just make yourself unbreakable... What was it you were doing again? Oh right, red key. You check under the body pillow, and what do you know! There it is, in plain sight! Nothing! Good job, you have succesfully obtained...nothing! You stash the "Nothing" in your inventory. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/CHECK-INVENTORY.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You have an expanded module of your inventory, it can accomdate over 1000 spaces! It's quite spacious. You're not sure why you even made your inventory this big anyways, it's not like you ever use your inventory. You barely have anything in it! Inside your inventory you have... A Copy of Metal Gear Solid 4 (1 Spaces) 12 Jelly Beans, All Orange Flavoured (0.1 Spaces per bean) Honeycomb Hammer (5 Spaces) Hamma, Bamma, & Flare (5 SpaceS) Starter Hammer (5 Spaces) All together that takes up about 17.2 spaces. 982.8/1000 Spaces Remaining. [[Examine Various Hammers]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/CHECK-INVENTORY.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You have about 3 hammers in your inventory. Hamma, Bamma, & Flare is your current equipped weapon. You already examined that hammer, and don't need to do it again. You feel like it would be a cool idea to read the stats of each hammer, but that feels like a waste of time. Besides, we haven't got all day. We're mature people with serious schedules. <img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/put-menu-away-omg.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Suddenly you recieve an instant message from one of your other BFFs. Respond to it? Just kidding, you don't get to choose. [[Respond To Your BFF]]

Happy has begun to bother the shit out of you. Happy: HEYYYYYYAAAAAAA Happy: What is up my brooooo?~ ^_^ RobotLover2666: Nothin' muchhhh! Happy: Sooooo. How's The Game going for you? RobotLover2666: The Game? Like with both "The" and "Game" starting with capital letters? Happy: You know it, brody bro! RobotLover2666: Have you told me about this game yet? Happy: Nope-a-rissimo! But anyways, what's up with you? RobotLover2666: Oh come on you can't just mention something with a very important sounding name and then just forget about it! Happy: Nyeh! ^o^ RobotLover2666: Well currently I'm looking for a red key, to unlock the "SIGNATURE KEY-ACTIVATED BRICKS" that are blocking my room. $roboname has locked me in my room again. Happy: That darn robot! You ought to teach it a lesson! RobotLover2666: On top of that, $name is having trouble with various things. Happy: Does it have to do with The Game? RobotLover2666: I would tell you if I knew what that was. Happy: Nyeh nyeh! ^<^ RobotLover2666: She's apparantley dealing with the sky turning red and like having her bro die. Happy: Oh noes! Her brother died? D: RobotLover2666: Yeah, it totally blows. Happy: Nobody could kill $broname though! Nobody, unless they we're from The Game! RobotLover2666: Okay I think it is pretty important for you to tell me bout this game thing, okay girl? Happy: ヾ(*ΦωΦ)ﾉ RobotLover2666: Man, you always getting all kawaii desu on me. Happy: Only the most kawaii desu! Yuiitsu no sorera subete no mottomo kawaīdesu! RobotLover2666: I don't know what that said Happy: (^・ω・^) RobotLover2666: Cats... Happy: Well, what I can tell you right now about The Game, is that I am very far in it! You are only moderatly progressed through it. $name is very early in the game. But she has the ability to become the strongest of all of us! She won't become the strongest in the whole universe of The Game though, not alone. RobotLover2666: Okay, that was really vague and cryptic and shit. Why do you do that sometimes? Happy: ヽ༼⊙_⊙༽ﾉ Happy has stopped bothering the shit out of you. [[Check Under The Carpet For The Key->Under The Carpet]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/bricked.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> But you're NOT unlocking a door, you're unlocking "SIGNATURE KEY-ACTIVATED BRICKS" that we're place here by your Face-Off! Darn that $roboname... he makes you so maaaaaad! But anyways. The neat thing about these bricks is that if one brick of one colour is unlocked, every single other brick of the same colour is instantly unlocked as long as it is in the universe. You suppose that if a brick is outside the universe, then MAYBE it would not affect it, but that doesn't ever happen. So it's best not to think about it. Anyways, you slide the key into one of the bricks. The rest of unlock. Finally you can leave your room! That was a real pain. You should seriously get moving, you have some really fucking important shit to do. And you would know, since you are the master of doing important-ass shit. [[Get Bothered By Happy Again]]

Happy has begun to bother the shit out of you. Happy: Oh I almost forgot to ask! How is $name doing right now? Happy: Still sexy asf I imagine. RobotLover2666: Well she told me just now that she was attacked by a thing. Happy: Oh, that's probably just the tutorial enemy that you encounter when you're LVL1. RobotLover2666: LVL1? Happy: Okay, so here, you're like... Happy: I'm gonna say LVL25. Happy: Am I right? RobotLover2666: I dunno, Hap. I dunno wat you even talking about. Happy: I'm at least LVL90. And $broname was definetley LVL78,000. Happy: Did you ever fight an enemy that just felt like you were randomly being taught the basics of something? RobotLover2666: You keep talking like we're all playing a game or something! Happy: Well that's the thing, $p2name. Happy: We ARE playing a game. Happy: We're playing THE game. Happy: "The Game". RobotLover2666: Wat Happy: But The Game prevents me from telling you too much! Happy: Bottom line is this: Happy: $name wasn't in any REAL danger. She would only be in real danger if she did something stupid. Happy: Which she's...sort of prone to doing. RobotLover2666: You're pretty prone to that too. Happy: Am not! ouo RobotLover2666: Are too! o^o Happy: Aaaaaaam not! >u< RobotLover2666: Areeeee tooo! >^< Happy: Nyeeeehhhhh! o<o RobotLover2666: o<o Happy: O<O RobotLover2666: .<. Happy: ouo RobotLover2666: Anyways, I gotta go. I have to do something really important! Probably. Why don't you go bother $name for now? Happy: Will do! Happy has stopped bothering the shit out of you. [[Face Off with Face-Off]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/bricked.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> Hehehe, what a great pun! You think it is very high qual- WOAH WHAT [[PSYCHE, PLAY AS THE OTHER PERSON]]

<img src="http://gamesbylcl.neocities.org/Outta%20Time%20Pictures/backyard-again.gif" width="1234" height="656" alt="image1"> You are back to playing as $name. You got psyched out! Oh shiz! Get pranked. [[Examine Surroundings]]

PHASE 1 - CHAPTER 5 You look up, down, around, and forward. The sky is red, as previously mentioned. And...houses are in the sky. What. The. Fuuuuck? This is like something out of a weird video game. What the hell is going on here?! Suddenly you are bothered by a girl who we don't need to re-establish. You pull out your (*INSERT PRODUCT PLACEMENT HERE*) to respond to her. [[Reply To Happy]]

(put: (prompt: "What's your name?") into $name) (put: (prompt: "What's your bro's name?") into $broname) (put: (prompt: "What's the 2nd guy's name?") into $p2name) (put: (prompt: "What's the 2nd guy's robot's name?") into $roboname) [[Continue->Examine Surroundings]]

Happy has begun to bother the shit out of you. Happy: Heyyyya babe~ FuckDolls: what Happy: Whoops! Typo! I meant to type...uh...baboon! You know, cuz that's like your favourite animal! You know... FuckDolls: My favorite animal is a hawk. Happy: Ehehehe. Well then. I must be wrong! FuckDolls: What's up Happy? You got some super cryptic advice to give me? Cuz I could REALLY use that right now. Happy: Actually, as a matter of fact! I do have some cryptic advice! What a coincidence! FuckDolls: I was being sarcastic, Happy. Happy: Oh. Happy: Well I gotta tell you anyways! One of the "Uber Bosses" says I gotta! FuckDolls: One of the WHAT? Happy: Okay, so there's this thing called "The Game" and you're part of it! FuckDolls: I not part of any bullshit game kay? Happy: Oh but you are! You became part of "The Game" earlier today! FuckDolls: What game Happy: "The Game" FuckDolls: Okay, what is the game Happy: "The Game" FuckDolls: OKAY WHAT IS "The Game" Happy: I'm not allowed to say!!~ FuckDolls: fuck off Happy: So rude! But that's what I like about you, you don't deal with all that political correctness! You don't let anybody tell you what to do! It's so hot... FuckDolls: what Happy: It's so not FuckDolls: So not what? Happy: So not...standard! FuckDolls: Happy are you trying to hit on me Happy: What? Not at all! Happy: I mean, Happy: Maybe. If it's working! FuckDolls: Happy you're really really... Happy: Really what? FuckDolls: Nevermind Happy: Okay! Onto cryptic shizzle! Happy: Following in your brother's footsteps is required in this game. We're all participants in "The Game" hosted by "The Gamemaster". Right now, you're currently unequipped to fight the first "Uber Boss". Without killing the "Uber Boss" of your world, you can't progress. FuckDolls: what the fuck are you talking about Happy: It's really complicated! Trying to give you important details without all the complicated bits? You know? FuckDolls: Ugh, you're confusing me, Happy. Happy: Mmm, okay I'm not supposed to fully explain stuff, but I'm gonna do it anyways! Happy: I'm gonna summarize. Happy: A while back, a few of us got transported to this thing called "The Game" which is what it sounds like! A game. We've had our world transformed into a giant virtual reality video game! But like the catch is, it's not exactly...virtual. It's real! Happy: The world is just a giant playing board for "The Gamemaster" and the "Uber Bosses". FuckDolls: Well FuckDolls: that explains the red sky thing Happy: Well you took that better than most. FuckDolls: I've been through a lot today. Happy: Anyways, the objective of the game is to ascend your LVL to as high as possible! You need to gain strength to defeat all the bosses, and then this will allow you to beat the "Uber Bosses" which will clear your area! Soon we'll all clear our areas and join up in the first "Uber Area". Happy: Right now you're like... LVL1 right? FuckDolls: LVL2. Happy: Ah okay. FuckDolls: Wait, why do I know what that is Happy: That's a symptom of being in "The Game". You subconciously become aware of game mechanics. Examples: LVLs, Stats, managing your inventory, the combat system. Many other things. FuckDolls: Alright Happy: Are you getting all this stuff? FuckDolls: I think so, bassiacly Sword Art Online. Happy: What?! No! Not Sword Art Online! This is nothing like that! This is much more serious! Muuuuuch! The whole fate of the universe relies on this! Don't go comparing it to stupid anime like Sword Art Online! Happy: Unlike Sword Art Online, there are stakes here! Happy: Look. Let me put it like this. Happy: **Everything that might go wrong, will.** Happy has stopped bothering the shit out of you. [[what]]

what [[Meanwhile...]]

Insert Image Here: Eus Yram looks up at the sky. Insert Image Here: Eus Yram looks down at Broseph's Body. Insert Image Here: Eus Yram smirks. Insert Image Here: Eus Yram looks at her kill-list. Insert Image Here: Broseph is crossed out. The remaining are Iynh, Happy, Lilth, Happy's Sister Gelattine, Lilth's Mother Gwyn. Roboro, and Face-Off. Insert Image Here: Zoom In on Iynh. Insert Gif Here: Eus licks her lips. [[$p2name: Leave Room-> Player2: Leave Room]]

You are now $p2name again. How amazing. It is truly amazing. Why, if it was any more amazing, you'd probably recieve a medal for it. Anyways. You leave you room, finally. And to your disappointment, there is no cool fight scene with that uber cool robot that you've caught a glimpse of yet. You wonder where he ran off to? Oh man, you wish he'd be here so you could give him a good thrashing! You'll thrash it so hard, it'll be...you know I'm out of puns right now. I'll come up with one later. Anyways, we should really stick to this perspective, it gets hard to pace things when you're stopping and swapping all the time. Choose one and stick with it! [[Examine Giant Spacious Room]]

Looking around, you notice the room, it's huge! It would be an ideal place for a battle with Face-Off. Lots of places to beat it around. Then again...it also provides a huge advantage for Face-Off, seeing as he can FLY. So that might cause some minor problems during the battle. Perhaps you should proceed into the next room? Due to the nature of your house, you aren't entirely sure what kind of room the next one is. Your house is randomly generated. It's been designed by your clone, he modified your house to make it randomly generated. This is quite annoying, since the random generation sometimes puts you in PERIL. So this time you hope to use the random generation to your advantage. Face-Off is most likely leaving it to a game of luck. Which should be very entertaining. [[Enter Suspicious Looking Room]]

At the end of the room, you can see a very suspicious looking door. You can't really explain why it's suspicious...it just is! You decide that it would be a good idea to investigate this suspicious looking door. GOD DAMNIT IT, FACE-OFF. You find yourself face to face with a Space-Time Mastodon. Level 29. You may have a problem on your hands. You also however, need to reply to whoever the heck is messaging you right now. It's probably Happy. And, to no surprise, it was indeed her. What could she want? [[Answer Happy]]

Happy has begun to bother the shit out of you. Happy: Yo, my bro. My brody bro! How is the brodiest of bros doing today? RobotLover2666: Ey, I'm doing alright. Nothing much. Happy: So, you got tons of computer parts right? o3o RobotLover2666: Yeah I do, why what's up? Happy: You got any Q106 Oscillators? RobotLover2666: What? No, I don't, sorry. What do you even need them for anyway? Happy: Synthesizer parts, it's for like a project I'm doing, what about Q116 Ring Mods? RobotLover2666: Oh, alright then. But no I don't have any of those either. Happy: Darrrrrrrrn >~< Do you have ANY synth parts? RobotLover2666: Sorry buddy, I don't have any of those kinds of parts atm. RobotLover2666: I don't usually work with Synthesizers all that much actually, you see. Happy: Okay, what about Raspberry Pi 3 - Model B - ARMv8 with 1GB of RAM? RobotLover2666: That's oddly specific but actually, yeah I do. But what do you need THESE for? Happy: Sweeeeeeetness! I'm making like a robot that is part synth that plays itself. Happy: It's very important you see. Happy: Very important to The Game~ RobotLover2666: I see you're bringing THAT up again. RobotLover2666: Anyways, yeah I can give you one of em. Happy: Yussss~! The epic win has been achieved! :D The question is now, how do you exactly get it over to me? :? RobotLover2666: Eh, I guess we could meet up somewhere and I could hand it over to you then? or something else I dunno. Happy: Yeah, that's the thing, what colour is your sky? RobotLover2666: The sky... well it's purple. Which, I know sometimes I can be a little silly, but I'm pretty sure that's not normal. Happy: Mmm, yeah. So $name told me that their sky is red. And mine is yellow. Happy: My working theory for this is that we're actually in separate game worlds right now, each with it's own properties. Happy: That's what the Gamemaster has setup for PHASE 1. Happy: I'm dumping lots of cryptic stuff again aren't I? ^^' RobotLover2666: You've been talking about this game thing for awhile now. Just what are you even talking about anymore? Happy: Don't worry my ro-bro! It will all make sense once we finish PHASE 1 of the game. In order to do that though, we gotta link our sessions somehow. RobotLover2666: I'm.. completely lost. But sure I'll play along. RobotLover2666: I've got nothing better to do for now anyways. Happy: Yeah, it's not like there's a giant Space-Time Mastodon in your room right now. RobotLover2666: Uh. Happy: That was just a random joke :p RobotLover2666: okay Happy: Anyways, what're you doing? RobotLover2666: Looking for that metal motha fucka, Face-Off. I need to have an epic face-off with Face-Off, one of us will come out with their face off, and I think it's gonnna be Face-Off. Happy: Ah, I see! owo Happy: Anyways, I gotta get back to programming this Polivoks. RobotLover2666: okay Happy: You do you! ^^ Happy has stopped bothering the shit out of you.' Panels which contain sound will be marked with an {S} [[{S} Accidentally Provoke Space-Time Mastodon]]

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