>Terra: Tell your friend the good news.
we're doing this. we're stepping forward to realize this wish.
>Terra: Answer chum
—Show Log—
>Terra: Log onto PESTERCHUM and PESTER THE HECK out of your two BEST FRIENDS.
You sit down at your COMPUTER and open up the PESTERCHUM chat client. Fortunately, it looks like both of your BEST FRIENDS are currently ONLINE. And one of them is pestering you at this very moment. Convenient!
>Terra: Drive a nail to the supermarket.
Now this is just getting ridiculous.
You do no such thing. You are KIND OF GROUNDED and definitely do not have YOUR FATHER’S PERMISSION to take the CAR anywhere.
The CAR is called NAILS. You and your father both think this is DEEPLY AMUSING.
>Terra: Log onto PESTERCHUM and PESTER THE HECK out of your two BEST FRIENDS.
>Terra: Retrieve nails.
You don’t have to retrieve those either, as they are already on your hands!
>Terra: Swiftly retrieve arms from drawer.
You can’t do that, because your ARMS AND ARMAMENTS are already in your STRIFE SPECIBUS where they belong.
Your specibus is HAMMERKIND, and you are very fond of it, though some of your weapons may be STRETCHING THE TRADITIONAL DEFINITION of a hammer somewhat.
You DON’T CARE. As long as the specibus card accepts it, it is CLEARLY A HAMMER, even if the POINTY BITS are not very hammer-like.
As a bonus, you are never at a loss for something to DRIVE NAILS WITH.
>Terra: Examine room.
You look around your BEDROOM, which demonstrates a variety of your INTERESTS. Notable among them is your love of WOODWORKING, which you use to make your own FURNITURE and also PRESENTS FOR YOUR FRIENDS. You are also something of an AMATEUR GEOLOGIST, although your FATHER insists that you keep your rock collection IN THE BACKYARD after the PILLOW FIGHT INCIDENT when you were ten. You enjoy VIDEOGAMES, particularly ones you can play with your FRIENDS, who are not in this room but who are VERY INTERESTING all the same.
What do you do?
> Enter Name.
You cannot enter his name, because he has already been named! Honestly, how old do you think he is, twelve or something?
His name is TERRA. This is non-negotiable.
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A young man stands in his bedroom, preparing for a very important day in his life.
On this day, he plans to play a game with his friends, as on many other days. But this day is not many other days. On all other days, we eat bread; on this night, we eat only matzoh — no, wait, that’s stupid. Not least because unlike some of his friends, this person is not Jewish.
What shall this young man’s name be?
