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[...] OKAY! Group effort choose your own adventure!

En route to an IMPORTANT DELIVERY, YOU find yourself stranded on a MOON, YOUR ROCKET having run out of [...] SPACE GASOLINE ~~shit Xavier really~~ is just to your right. It is of vital importance that you get back on your way as soon as possible.

TO THE NORTH you see a vast, craggy wasteland.
TO THE SOUTH you see, distantly, a brightly lit brick building, over top of which is a neon sign that reads "MOON MART."
TO THE EAST you see your janky rocket, its SPACE GAS reserves utterly spent.
TO THE WEST you see a cave.
BENEATH YOUR FEET, space dirt. Moon rocks. Etc.
ABOVE the vast, unfathomable blackness of space. Is the universe finite? Will we ever truly know?

WHAT DO YOU DO...?

[OOC: Everyone is operating the same YOU, so all actions taken are in sequence, if that makes sense? I will generally do first come first served or hit up people who haven't gotten a turn yet. Or if something's just really fucking funny I'll do that]

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Let's keep this orderly, folks. You wanna take the wheel, let me know here.

BENEATH MY FEET. I DRAW A DICK IN THE MOON DUST.

YOU bend down and trace one gloved finger into the dust, drawing an impressively authentic dongo. You smile down at your work. This is exactly what 12 years at Space MIT and 150,000 space bucks in tuition money was for.

TO THE NORTH you see a vast, craggy wasteland.
TO THE SOUTH you see, distantly, a brightly lit brick building, over top of which is a neon sign that reads "MOON MART."
TO THE EAST you see your janky rocket, its SPACE GAS reserves utterly spent.
TO THE WEST you see a cave.
BENEATH YOUR FEET, space dirt. Moon rocks. A, frankly, expertly doodled wang, maybe you should've gone to art school instead. Etc.
ABOVE the vast, unfathomable blackness of space. Is the universe finite? Will we ever truly know?

WHAT DO YOU DO...?

Edited 2017-06-09 01:19 (UTC)

fuck the moon mart go west

YOU extend your arm to its fullest length, and flip the Moon Mart the bird. After a moment of basking in your rebellious rejection of capitalism, you turn and head WEST.

YOU stand at the yawning maw of a massive cave. You can faintly hear a clinking noise from within.

TO THE NORTH you see a vast, craggy wasteland.
TO THE SOUTH you see, distantly, a brightly lit brick building, over top of which is a neon sign that reads "MOON MART."
TO THE EAST you see an open moon field where a dick has been drawn in the dust.
TO THE WEST is the cave.
BENEATH YOUR FEET, space dirt. Moon rocks. Etc.
ABOVE the vast, unfathomable blackness of space. Is the universe finite? Will we ever truly know?

Edited 2017-06-09 01:25 (UTC)

GO TO THE MOON MART. THIS CAVE SUCKS.

It seems YOU have had a change of heart. That eerie clinking coming from within the CAVE too spooky for you? That's fine, it happens to all of us sometimes. You're still a good person and I think you'll do well in life. Knowing your limits is a good quality to have.

YOU turn and head EAST, walking through the great gray expanse until you come to a SMALL BRICK BUILDING with a BRIGHT NEON SIGN that says MOON MART. Through the GREAT GLASS DOORS and shiny windows you see a fanciful collection of MOON GOODS and a counter, behind which stands a BORED-LOOKING TEENAGE ALIEN.

TO THE NORTHEAST you see your janky rocket, its SPACE GAS reserves utterly spent.
TO THE NORTHWEST you see a cave.
TO THE SOUTH you see, the inside of the MOON MART.
TO THE EAST a vast, craggy wasteland.
TO THE WEST a vast, craggy wasteland.
BENEATH YOUR FEET, space dirt. Moon rocks. Etc.
ABOVE the vast, unfathomable blackness of space. Is the universe finite? Will we ever truly know?

Edited 2017-06-09 01:36 (UTC)

can i see any clubs

YOU look around. In front of you, to the NORTH you see the MOON MART. You can hear, faintly, a poppy Space Top 40 melody, which you recognize as the newest hit from Space Taylor Swift playing inside.

YOU turn in a complete circle. To the NORTHWEST you see a cave.

These are the only things that may pass as a club.

TO THE NORTHEAST you see your janky rocket, its SPACE GAS reserves utterly spent.
TO THE NORTHWEST you see a cave.
TO THE SOUTH you see, the inside of the MOON MART.
TO THE EAST a vast, craggy wasteland.
TO THE WEST a vast, craggy wasteland.
BENEATH YOUR FEET, space dirt. Moon rocks. Etc.
ABOVE the vast, unfathomable blackness of space. Is the universe finite? Will we ever truly know?

WHAT DO YOU DO...?

Edited 2017-06-09 01:40 (UTC)

GO NORTH TO THAT FUCKIN CAVE
I'M GONNA BE THE FIRST EARTHLING TO HEAR THE LATEST TSPACE TSWIFT SINGLE
FUCKIN RIIIIIIIIIIIGHT
Y E A

[...] is tspace tswift playin at the club live or is it just a recordin
n is she single
she's single right???
in space everybody's single

Haha, hold up dude. Do you wanna go to the Cave or to the Moon Mart? The Moon Mart's the one that's poppin' off at present.

moon mart fam
m o o n m a r t

If Tspace Tswift hasn't traded in those waves for some long flowing tentacle tresses, I'm going to be very disappointed.

"Moon Mart" is clearly a trap.

It's good to be cautious when you are a delivery astronaut.

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