crushed
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Nothing more than a head and socked feet
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Post by crushed on Nov 18, 2009 0:33:44 GMT -4
While strolling around the mansion, I come across the entertainment wing. Finding an unoccupied room, I walk in and close the door, marveling at the set-up; a huge wide-screen TV, DVDs, and a large, soft, comfy beanbag chair.
"Now this is a room I can get behind," I laugh to myself. I kick off my sneakers, settle myself into the beanbag chair, and start to flip through the stations.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 18, 2009 0:42:32 GMT -4
Suddenly you land on a station, and there stands an old man.
"Hello there, my friend. Yes you. With the remote. In the beanbag chair. Nice Sneakers" he said pointing at the shoes on the ground.
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crushed
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Post by crushed on Nov 18, 2009 0:44:53 GMT -4
I look confused for a moment, looking at the TV, then my sneakers, then my socked feet. "Um, thanks?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 18, 2009 0:52:58 GMT -4
"What brings you to the Mansion?" he asked.
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Post by crushed on Nov 18, 2009 0:58:20 GMT -4
I look around the room, trying to find a camera or something, thinking this is a live feed.
"Um, well...I came here to have fun with all the different rooms. There aren't too many places like it, y'know? Where you can be changed however."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 18, 2009 1:01:28 GMT -4
"What are you looking around for. I am right here. What's your name, anyway"
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crushed
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Post by crushed on Nov 18, 2009 1:03:49 GMT -4
"Oh, I'm Sean. And as for what I want...well, it's a little unusual, but I was hoping there'd be a way...for me to get squeezed down to just a head with my socked feet sticking out." I wiggle my white-socked feet as I say this. "But I didn't really see a room for that, so I thought I'd just come in here and see what was on TV."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 18, 2009 1:14:19 GMT -4
"Interesting...let's turn up the juice, and see what shakes loose" he said with a laugh as the TV turned to white fuzz.
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crushed
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Post by crushed on Nov 18, 2009 1:16:24 GMT -4
"Huh? What's wrong with the TV?" I see the picture start to static out, and try pressing a few buttons on the remote.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 18, 2009 1:24:13 GMT -4
Suddenly the white fuzz starts to...pour outside of the TV, and begins to pool around your feet, like liquid.
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crushed
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Post by crushed on Nov 18, 2009 1:30:13 GMT -4
I lean forward. "What the heck?" I reach down and hold my hand near the liquid static, not sure if I want to touch it even as it approaches my feet.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 18, 2009 1:36:25 GMT -4
It then engulfs your feet. Then the rest of your body...and for a second, it covers you completly, then...it vanishes, and you are in another room, a large white room...and in front of you is the man from the TV.
"Welcome to The TV, Sean."
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Post by crushed on Nov 18, 2009 1:39:11 GMT -4
I blink a few times in the sudden light, trying to figure out what just happened. "What? What just happened? Where am I?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Nov 18, 2009 1:47:03 GMT -4
"In the TV. Part of the show. Now, let's find a channel to suit your wish..." the man said playing with a much more complicated version of the remote.
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Post by crushed on Nov 18, 2009 1:48:36 GMT -4
"Find a channel? What kind of channel would something like that be on," I ask as everything fades to static again.
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