Eagle Time

Original Lucidstuck adventure
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A young lady stands in her room. It just so happens she gets the feeling someone's been in it during her accidentally overextended nap.

...What should she do?

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>Check Terminator poster, it is of utmost importance.

>Search for monsters hidden under the bed.

>Read note on the floor next to you

>Contemplate Name and surrounding room

>Put a towel under the leak so your bed doesn't get wet.

>Turn on the lights, it's quite dark, isn't it?

>???: check ceiling for leaks

>young lady: investigate paper on the carpet, maybe someone left you a note?

>Do you have siblings or room mates? maybe they're borrowing one of your belongings without asking

>You should probably worry about whatever leak there may be around the house.

boye not gonna lie this thing looking hella clean

>Do the splits while flipping off your Michael Jackson poster.

>young lady: investigate paper on the carpet, maybe someone left you a note?





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It seems the young lady's sister has yet to forgive recent transgressions regarding the unlawful consumption of the last piece of cake. Psychological warfare seems to be the chosen tool of revenge.


>Turn on the lights, it's quite dark, isn't it?



The young lady turns on the lights. She no longer feels sleepy, and the warm glow improves her mood.


>Contemplate Name and surrounding room



The young lady contemplates her name. It's a fitting name. A lovely name. Like her room, it brings her a feeling of contentment.


> Braid your hair like the Rapunzel you know you are, and use it to escape through the first window available to you



The young lady IS the Rapunzel. It's her. Who else could identify more with a story about a parental figure locking one in and controlling one's every movement unless their demands are met?

However, the young lady's been growing out her hair with dedication and care for too many years to consider using it to climb anything. The windows are too small anyway.


>Put a towel under the leak so your bed doesn't get wet.



The young lady checks but finds no leak. Was there one to begin with?


>Search for monsters hidden under the bed.



A quick perusal confirms a lack of monsters under the bed. They wouldn't dare with the young lady's mother in the house anyway. Competition would be too vicious for their continued survival.


>Check Terminator poster, it is of utmost importance.



A classic of unmatched proportions. Never has a sequel surpassed its predecessor the same way this movie has. The young lady sincerely doubts any ever will.


>Do you have siblings or roommates? maybe they're borrowing one of your belongings without asking




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The young lady feels mildly threatened. It's not like sister to be this sinister.

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It seems that you are trying to address the character directly. Such commands will be ignored. Mind the way you phrase things as you are not communicating with them but influencing their toughs or actions.
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Ah, okay, got it..... well i got nothing. :P

>young lady: take a look at the papers or newspapers laying in your desk
>young lady: just now when you woke up, didn't you feel a drop of water running down your right hand? check to see if its wet
>young lady: open your closet

>???: Before getting your day started, review what homework you have. Also check that blue notebook with a yellow picture on it.

> young lady: make sure you have a mouth by saying your name.
> young lady: consider your current situation, particularly involving your sister.
> young lady: wonder how that note got behind your poster.
> young lady: check dream journal. if you don't have a dream journal, make a note to start one as soon as possible.

>Actually kiss Arnold Schwarzenegger. Not even the threat of lacking a mouth can stop your adoration for him.

>Write your name down on the note to assert dominance. Draw a mouth too, just to prove it wrong.

>Inspect the back of both creepy notes

>Young lady: Reminisce previous conflicts with your sister

>Maybe you could send your sister a text message about these weirdly threathening letters?

>Pop it, lock it, polka dot it, countrify then hip hop it, put your hawk in the sky, side to side, jump to the left, stick it, glide, zig zag cross the floor, shuffle in diagonal, when the drum hits, hands on your hips, one foot it, 180 twist, and then a, zig zag, step, slide, lean it left, clap three times, shake it out, head to toe, throw it all together, that's how we roll, do the hoedown (throwdown)

>Burn the note in an equally sinister voodoo ritual to get back at you sister, for she has made a grave mistake thinking anything is allowed to touch the alluring expanse of *your* 170gsm poster paper Terminator.

> Don your necklace for protection against this psychological warfare.

> young lady: make sure you have a mouth by saying your name.



The young lady checks. Everything seems as it should be.


>Actually kiss Arnold Schwarzenegger. Not even the threat of lacking a mouth can stop your adoration for him.



The young lady gives the poster another kiss. Permanence of lips confirmed.


> young lady: wonder how that note got behind your poster.



Clearly the young lady’s sister must have hidden it there fully aware she'd be unable to resist the allure of sliding Schwarzenegger’s-Best-Role-Yet its daily sly peck.


>Burn the note in an equally sinister voodoo ritual to get back at you sister, for she has made a grave mistake thinking anything is allowed to touch the alluring expanse of *your* 170gsm poster paper Terminator.



The young lady would, but ever since the watermelon incident, her mother has a strict policy about fires in-house. She reminds herself that the watermelon plus wine thing is a true myth. What a weekend.


>Young lady: Reminisce previous conflicts with your sister



The young lady considers the current kerfuffle, but there's not much to it. Truly. A single slice of cake remained. The young lady succumbed to ravenous hunger and devoured it  before her sister let her know about her sacred claim.

Usual sibling stuff. It's not really the young lady's fault. She was having one of her usual naps. Instead of a holy crusade, her sister should have just left a note on it.

Clearly, she's got plenty of paper.


>Inspect the back of both creepy notes



The young lady inspects the back of both notes. One has 'YOU' written on it, but there's nothing she can see on the other one.


>young lady: just now when you woke up, didn't you feel a drop of water running down your right hand? check to see if its wet



The young lady checks her bed and floor, but there seem to be no traces of wetness.


>young lady: take a look at the papers or newspapers laying in your desk





>???: Before getting your day started, review what homework you have. Also check that blue notebook with a yellow picture on it.




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It seems you assume events are or will flow in a specific way. This may work against you.
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>Maybe you could send your sister a text message about these weirdly threathening letters?



Oh, the young lady definitely knows what kind of text to send her sister...


>Write your name down on the note to assert dominance. Draw a mouth too, just to prove it wrong.



The Blooming Sonnetist signs the paper with a flourish. Dominance established.


>Don your necklace for protection against this psychological warfare.



The young lady dons her choker. A birthday gift depicting her dominant planet in silver with a velvet ribbon, it may be her favorite present ever. It reminds her of better times, back when her mother didn't seem to be constantly displeased with her actions, or lack of thereof.


>young lady: check dream journal. if you don't have a dream journal, make a note to start one as soon as possible.




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It seems that you are trying to use knowledge acquired in a different adventure. This won't be accepted.
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>young lady: open your closet



The young lady opens the closet, but nothing seems to be out of place in it.

>Pop it, lock it, polka dot it, countrify then hip hop it, put your hawk in the sky, side to side, jump to the left, stick it, glide, zig zag cross the floor, shuffle in diagonal, when the drum hits, hands on your hips, one foot it, 180 twist, and then a, zig zag, step, slide, lean it left, clap three times, shake it out, head to toe, throw it all together, that's how we roll, do the hoedown (throwdown)




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It seems that you are trying to have the character act in a manner uncharacteristic to them. Try to lead them by phrasing things in a manner they will favor, otherwise your commands will be ignored.
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