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Of course we can help, what are you looking for?

"Well, there's quite a f-few kinds of flowers around here, but, uh, there's one in p-particular I've b-been looking for. Green, I think, with, uh, a r-red stem? It's a rather peculiar-looking thing, but, uh, I haven't been able t-to find one. If you brought me one, perhaps I c-could lend you something?"

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On a distant balcony, in a remote corner of town, someone stands and gazes off into the sky. Their expression is somber, but accepting. They begin to sing into the void. They do not know if they will be heard, but they sing nonetheless. They let their voice drift off into the ether, and once it has left, they retreat back into their home.

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can I borrow. some of them.

They narrow their eyes. "Hmm. I d-don't know. Maybe if y-you can help me find something I've been l-looking for... Would you be w-willing to do that?"

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do you have any. crowbars

They instantly perk up at the question. "Oh, y-yes! I do believe I h-have several. If you'd like t-to see, I can show y-you m-my collection."

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eat a snowglobe

You pick up a snow globe and begin inspecting it, trying to find some way to get it open so you can sample its delicious snow globe juices. As you do so, you start rambling to them about how to pick out a ripe one. The cloaked feather-figure pauses briefly as you don't acknowledge their question, but moves on. "Well, I'm n-not so sure about much about how s-snow globes work. I just t-thought they... looked nice. And didn't h-have any yet. S-so I figured..." They trail off. "I just like having t-things."

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Let's inspect the snow globes if there is anything strange about them! Ask that person why he needs so much.

As you approach the shelf, you see that the snow globes appear to be... just snow globes. Each depicts a slightly different landscape or a slightly different scene with little to no rhyme or reason. You ask the person why they're getting so many. They turn around, and you get your first good look at their face. They've got matted, black hair, and a black feather perched behind their ear. Some kind of fashion accessory? When they speak, they sound scratchy and rough, and stutter a lot. "Oh, no r-real reason. I just l-like to collect things. A-are you new?"

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Ok, let's go! Make a little sightseeing! (Is there a place here where we can buy pie?)

"Great! Let's stop by the main square." You follow Fib out the door, briefly pausing in the entryway to observe the scenic town. Fib leads you to a bustling town square. There's not many people here, but the people that are here are rushing about from place to place as quickly as possible. "This is where most of the business happens! There's a couple noteworthy buildings. Over there..." He gestures towards an imposing, fanciful building at the head of the square. "...is the mayor's office! I work there! The mayor is quite nice, though they're out of town right now. And, you asked about food, right?" Without waiting for a response, Fib enthusiastically rushes towards one of the smaller buildings. You follow him inside. This looks like a somewhat standard supermarket. You say that because that's what it said on the sign out front - Somewhat Standard Supermarket. Inside, shoppers go from aisle to aisle picking up various goods. A man in a red suit with thick, round glasses peruses notebooks. A dark, hooded figure is scooping snow globes off of a shelf by the armful. A tired-looking girl sits at the cash register and side-eyes the snow glove collector, as if she's dreading that they'll drop one. A kid with green-dyed hair plays with the toys in the toy aisle, as kids with no money tend to do in stores with toys. The store shelves bear all kinds of knick-knacks and utilities, from hamburgers to hedge trimmers and everything in between. "Welcome to our humble supermarket. Anything you could ever look to buy, you'll find here! Feel free to take a look around. And feel free to chat around, too! Best way to make friends!" Fib seems a bit out of breath. They've been talking rather quickly. You get the impression they don't get to show people around often, but that they've practiced doing so quite a bit. They look to you after their semi-rant as if anxiously waiting to see what you think.

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“...” Fib gives an awkward cough. “So! I came over to welcome you to the neighborhood. I try to make sure everyone feels welcome. If you’d like, I can show you around. Show you where all of the utilities are.”

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is that like. a fruit

"Ha! You'd be surprised how often I get that. Though, you're the one named after a polygon." He snickers at his own joke. "I jest."

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Well if we finally can open the door, let's take a look outside! And thank our neighbor for the help.

Now that you've finally got your key, you unlock the door and swing it open. Outside is a bright, scenic, rural town. Small homes connected by clean, paved paths, with bright green grass and small, dense bushes everywhere in-between. Feels like something out of a Pokemon game.

Standing in front of you is your previously-unseen neighbor. He's a bit shorter than you, but he stands very straight, as if he's got a ruler down the back of his shirt. His face bears a glowing, friendly smile, and they've got a nice, neat haircut. They're the picture of a perfect suburban neighbor clean out of the 80s.

They greet you with an outstretched hand for a handshake. "Hey, glad to finally see you! You can call me Fib."

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Suddenly, you feel a weight in your pocket. Hey, look! It's your house key! You could've sworn you checked all your pockets already. Guess you missed it? Well, you won't look a gift horse in the mouth. You slot the key into your inventory.

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Tell the neighbor that sadly our key is lost, and ask if they could help, or if they have any idea. It would be really good if we could invite them inside. (Maybe we could even ask them about the fragments of reality, but it would probably just confuse them more.)

"Oh, no, see, I'm pretty sure you're on a tutorial." "Those exist around here! And I've read all about 'em." "Sometimes you need to do a certain thing to progress, so you can learn to do it." "In this case, if you're having difficulty finding something, you might have to check in some interesting places. The real trouble, though, is figuring out how to get things from elsewhere to hear. Fortunately, I read that if you take a picture of something and submit it, you should be able to use it! Pretty neat, huh?"

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Call the locksmith maybe? Do we have a phone? Maybe our neighbor has one. What do they want anyways? (Maybe they brought us a welcome-pie!)

You briefly attempt to call a locksmith, before realizing that you are not in possession of a phone. Shoot. "...Hello?" It occurs to you that the neighbor just asked a question, and you should probably answer it.

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Tell them your name is Cube. Ask them to bring you a crowbar. No-- three crowbars.

"Well, hello, uh, Cube. No, I've heard of your predicament, and I, uh... don't think that'll work. But! I think I know what might." "Are you having trouble finding the key, or using it?"

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Well, if your lock is on your side, maybe they can open it from theirs? Unless you recognize their voice as someone you shouldn't let in, ask them to open the door and see if that works. Worth a try?

You don't think you've ever heard this person before. Clearly, that means they must be trustworthy. You greet the mystery person, and ask them if they can try opening the door. "Oh! Well, alright." You hear them quietly grunt, and the doorknob jiggles a little. The lock holds fast. "Doesn't... look like... it's budging. Shouldn't you have..." They trail off mid-sentence, and pause for a few seconds, before gasping suddenly. "Oh, I think. I think I get it. You're the new neighbor, right? Having trouble finding your key?"