FOLLIATH

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[folliath]

Welcome to FOLLIATH.

FOLLIATH is an experimental immersive simulator for development and discovery.

A contemporary take on a classic idea, built on the principle that the player never relinquishes control.

The keyboard is your conduit. Through it, you propose ideas to the worlds inhabitants and guide the unfolding of events.

[START] (Begin the adventure.)

[COMMAND] (Type out a command prompt to continue the story.)

[folliath]

You are now KATELIN EVERMORE.

You are the TIGHTROPE WALKER of the BIGTOP, Yadda yadda yadda. Mysterious deity. Yackity smackity.

You have a neatly organized list of interests. You must make sure everything is in place!

[COMMAND]

[folliath]

END OF CHAPTER 1.

[NEXT]

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You slowly reach for the door...

Once you get out, you can't go back in. Well, you can. But only by force. The thing outside can only open the door from the outside...plus your dad.

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discuss the plan

LAZLO: Alright, Salem. Before we go, we must think of what we should we should do. First of all, that... thing. It's out there. And it won't let us touch it's grass. When we leave, we'll have to be sneaky. Deirdre knows what will happen to us if it catches us... well, we know what. But still. Very risky. We just have to be very careful.

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You exit the DOOR on the WEST and enter the hall, on the NORTH is the EXIT, which leads OUTSIDE... and god knows whats outside.

On the WEST is the ELEVATOR, which leads to the further floors. Sadly, it doesn't work.. Hey, don't your friends live on the upper floors? If they plan to join your PARTY, they might have to jump out a WINDOW. Yikes.

Before you leave, is there anything you'd like to do?

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LAZLO: Oh, hey Salem! SALEM: ...Hello. LAZLO: So, uh. What brings you here? SALEM: Well, i wasn't completely sure if you'd actually go, so i decided why not i do all the dirty work. SALEM: To just.. pass the time, ofcourse. LAZLO: Haha, yeah. Sorry. Maybe we can work together? As a team! SALEM: Probably. SALEM: I am unsure if you can even go up, you'll probably have to.. SALEM: Go outside. LAZLO: Guuulp. LAZLO: That oughta be tough. LAZLO: Well.. You know what, enough jibber-jabber. You wanna join my team? SALEM: Lazlo, I'm already in your team. LAZLO: Aha, right. Yes. Sorry. SALEM: It's fine. LAZLO: What i meant is... tag along! Be my little buddy behind me! SALEM: Like a party member? LAZLO: Yeah! SALEM: I don't see why not.

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BUMP!! Never-fucking-mind. This lemon headed fucker bumpd into you, causing you to lose 60% of your AURA.

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You enter the door on the WEST, then, the one on the WEST. And now you are here.

On the side is your TRUSTY MAP, It may be small but it is mighty.

You hope nobody is coming for you, or something.

[NEXT]

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/leave room

You leave your room.

Nice.

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/inspect setup

You get off for the day and INSPECT your MARVELOUS SETUP.

On the right, you have your LAVENDER LAVA-LAMP that your dad gave to you, while on the right you have your LATE NIGHT SNACK, as you like to say.

And above your SETUP, you have a "HANG IN THERE" POSTER, which was, believe it or not, also gifted by your dad.

Ofcourse, your SETUP is all on a CARDBOARD BOX. But an empty box would just make the entire thing fall apart, so you filled it with bricks. You're a very smart individual.

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You create a new chatlog for you and LAZLO and have a conversation we have already seen before.

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You begin your conversation with your pal ElegantlyGentleLoser.

ElegantlyGentleLoser: Ohhh Salem! thaumaturgicparallax: What. thaumaturgicparallax: What could you possibly want. ElegantlyGentleLoser: Oh, lighten up! ElegantlyGentleLoser: I just wanna tell you something. thaumaturgicparallax: It better be good. ElegantlyGentleLoser: Well, see, a certain someone has warned me of a tumor inside our lovely home. thaumaturgicparallax: Wha.. thaumaturgicparallax: Tumor??? ElegantlyGentleLoser: Yes! And it is killing us every second it stays. You don't want our entire species to get killed. ElegantlyGentleLoser: Now do ya? thaumaturgicparallax: No. ElegantlyGentleLoser: Oh! and I was wondering... ElegantlyGentleLoser: Could you pleaseee forward this message to Lazlo? thaumaturgicparallax: Why don't you do it?? ==| :/ ElegantlyGentleLoser: BECAUSE, I wanted to talk to you, heheheh. ElegantlyGentleLoser: You're fun to chat with! >:p thaumaturgicparallax: I feel the opposite. thaumaturgicparallax: You quite literally ruin my day every time we talk. ElegantlyGentleLoser: Hush! ElegantlyGentleLoser: Listen. Be a dear and send that message to Lazlo, m'kay? thaumaturgicparallax: ...Fine.

You end your conversation with ElegantlyGentleLoser... better go DM Lazlo.

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check pc

Speak of the devil.

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/inspect notebooks

These are your TOP SECRET NOTEBOOKS. You write how your day usually goes in here.

Today, your day has been nothing but misery. You just hope she doesn't get online and talk to you.

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/inspect room

As was previously mentioned, your name is SALEM.

Your rooms ARRANGEMENT is also considered SUFFICIENT.

What shall you do?

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You are now SALEM ANEMONE.

You are the MAGICIAN of the BIGTOP, a circus presided over by a MYSTERIOUS OTHERWORLDLY DEITY... You've already heard this before.

You have tons of interests, some too hard to explain, but they're your interests, so who cares.

[NEXT]