Text Based Space Adventure (Updated every goddamn hour [Or so])

[Kalphiter]

> 2/0

[Ad Bot]

[A.R.C.]

>Devour the man. Also search for WEPONS.

[.::Taboo::.]

>Devour the man. Also search for WEPONS.

>You realize that you are hungry and forget that the MESSHALL is barely 5 meters to your right and eat the man's INNARDS.
>He had an OMELET for breakfast.
>You decide to search the man for nuclear wessels WEAPONS, and find a M1911 HANDGUN in his pocket with a semi-full clip; You don't know how to unload it and just shake it and listen.
>Why's he carrying an antique?

[A.R.C.]

>Wear mans skull as hat.
>Take gun
>Go to MESSHALL

[.::Taboo::.]

>Wear mans skull as hat.
>Take gun
>Go to MESSHALL

>You scrape out the man's BRAINS AND SUCH from his cranium with your fingernails and don his UPPER SKULL as a hat for no particular reason.
>Your FEMALE SIDE must be PMS-ey and screwing with you again.
>You store the GUN in your POCKET, praying it doesn't go off.
>It goes off and a round smashes into the ground.
>You turn to your right and set off into the MESSHALL. Pushing open the doors, the scent of rotting meat greets you.
>Hello, mass death.

>Commands:
>inventory
>observer (something)
>use (something)
>_

[masterockets]

>use gun on wall to spell name :D

[.::Taboo::.]

>use gun on wall to spell name :D

>You'd really rather not waste any more ammo, seeing as you don't even know how much you've got in the first place.

[JJA0]

>Look around room and ready gun because something weird is going on.

[.::Taboo::.]

>Look around room and ready gun because something weird is going on.

>You realize what you should have realized when you saw a dead guy; Something is wrong.
>You struggle to rooster the gun, and finally get it set.
>You decide to wander the room.
>You can go LEFT to the BUTCHERY. RIGHT to the SALAD BAR. Or FORWARD to the GROTESQUELY BLOODY TABLE.

>Commands:
>inventory
>observer (something)
>use (something)
>_

[Muzzles56]

>Forward
>Taste blood

[.::Taboo::.]

>Forward
>Taste blood

>You decide to go forward to the table, and, with your new apparent cannabalistic instinct, taste the blood.
>It's got to be a week old....

>Commands:
>inventory
>observer (something)
>use (something)
>_

[TwenteFreak]

> Throw the skull hat away and use the table as hat

[A.R.C.]

>write THEY GOT ME on the wall with blood.
>Go to salad bar

[Muzzles56]

>use blood as ketchup
>Make dinner

[.::Taboo::.]

> Throw the skull hat away and use the table as hat

>Unfortuantely, the table is welded to the floor, so, for now, you hang onto your creepy skull hat.

>write THEY GOT ME on the wall with blood.
>Go to salad bar

>For some odd reason, you decide tou write "I'VE BEEN GOT" on the wall with the oodles of blood, but instead of coming away as ink, the blood flakes off.
>Oh yeah, it's a week old. Right.
>You go to the salad bar.
>Oddly enough nothing is wrong here. It's almost funny.
>You snag a few tomatoes and eat some. The rest you put in your pocket.
>Gross.

>Commands:
>inventory
>observer (something)
>use (something)
>_

>use blood as ketchup
>Make dinner

>The blood's all flakey and gross.