You are Rounded Rectangle Man (because your parents couldn't think of a name for you.) You wake up outside of your house, and you realize that you were hosting a party and you, the host, got kicked out. The lights are still on in your house, so the party must still be going on.
Here is the stuff:
You tell me what to draw, you don't draw it.
You can pick stuff up, it will be displayed in the inventory.
The inventory is not a piece of stuff with a pill in it. It's a horribly drawn paper bag with a pill in it.
1... 2... 3... GO GO GO!

