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[sheastuck]

Shea: Demand your mailbox stop holding your precious parcels hostage.

You run up to the mailbox screaming "You shall never hold my packa-

You just open it, I mean come on it's a mailbox. Inside there's a LETTER and a MANILLA PACKAGE.

As you are inspecting the inside of the mailbox, a strange noise comes from the inside of the house. It sounds like a television news channel or something similar.

[sheastuck]

Shea: Consider if this was all a part of the plan. Of this you're sure? A grand design, wasn't it?

You seem to have calmed down considerably, but you consider your plan to get the mail, which seems to have stalled in a music-based intermission of sorts.

[sheastuck]

SHEA: DO A FUNKY DANCE. THE FUNKIEST DANCE. DO THE FUNKY DANCE.

You think some BAD THOUGHTS and then MOVE ON WITH YOUR LIFE. 

If you were to start DANCING you would probably dance to THIS though.

[sheastuck]

Shea: Head Downstairs

You head out of your room and look down the stairs. You don't see anything preventing you leaving the house because what would that even be. You head outside and walk over to the mailbox, which doesn't have the flag up because who even uses those anyway.

[sheastuck]

Shea: Check Computer

You look over at your computer, where a notification flashes. Someone is messaging you.

Show Pesterlog

Shea: Head Downstairs

[sheastuck]

Shea: Retrieve Arms

What are you even talking about? YOU DON'T HAVE ANY ART TO LOOK AT WHY ARE WE EVEN TALKING ABOUT THIS.

You thought you could handle starting this, but obviously we can't.

You decide to do something more relevant instead.

Shea: Check Computer

[sheastuck]

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Your name is SHEA. It is your birthday, but it's not 4/13 because that would be STUPID. What is this, STUPIDLAND? You have a variety of INTERESTS. You enjoy writing but you HAVEN'T REALLY FINISHED ANYTHING. You also are involved in a NARG called STEELGNATS, which is where you met your FRIENDS. Often, you play GAMES.

What will you do?

Shea: Retrieve Arms

[sheastuck]

Begin Game.

A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April...

Oh this is shit as fuck. 

You know what's going on, I know what's going on so let's just cut to the chase here, shall we?

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