OOC: You know, this reminds me of those wonderful old text adventure games. Dungeon Quest, The Hobbit... all of them. Aaaah...
'You go North. You trip over and die.
You have completed 0.01% of this adventure.
Do you want to try again? Y/N'
IC: "Hold on... weren't we just there a while ago?"
Tancred points at the red circle indicating the position of everyone else.
The sword sniffs. "Huh. Slowcoaches. Hey, maybe there's a picnic or something over there..."
"Good thinking, Karnas!" Tancred presses the green button eagerly, the hope of cucumber sandwiches, chicken drumsticks and fizzy lemonade overriding any other considerations.
There is a sudden flash of light, a sound like 'WHIZZ-POP' and the two men - well, entities - disappear, on their way to who knows where?
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\"HELP! I\'ve superglued myself to a flaming bowling ball!\"
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