Fridge Game

(set: $yummy to it + 1) (set: $rude to it + 1) (if: $poison is <= 5)[(go-to:"Consume (Bad)")] For some reason, you decide to eat it. Luckily, it tastes pretty good! [[Go to sleep.]]

(set: $foodpoisoning to it + 1) (set: $yummy to it - 1) You regret eating it instantly. Your tummy hurts and it tastes bad. Why did you think that was a good idea? [[Go to sleep.]]

You open your fridge and see many things in it that were not there last time you looked. All of your food is still in there, but accompanied by strangely colored and shaped and textured objects you've never seen anything like before. What do you do? (set: $day to 1) [[Look1<-Look at all of the items]] [[Ignore1<-Absolutely not! Ignore the fridge!]]

Good parts written by Stephanie Fulbright All the bad parts were by Darius /j [[Start Screen<-Back]]

(set: $day to it +1)\ You go home, reflecting on this idea. You're pretty sure he was joking, but what if he's right? You go home and stand in front of the fridge, looking it over. [[Ignore it.<-Ignore it. If it is aliens, you don't want anything to do with that!]] [[Give it another look.]]

You go off to your classes and decide to ask your close friend, Barius, what he thinks of the whole thing. You hope he doesn't think you're crazy. Tell him.(click-rerun:"Tell him.")["You're crazy." He scratches his head thoughtfully. "But have you considered aliens?" [[Go home]]]

You go to bed, wondering where the food came from and who put it there. (if: $yummy is 1)[You wonder if all of it tastes as good as what you had.] (elseif: $ignore is 1)[You continue to feel a sense of uneasiness and hope it passes.] (elseif: $foodpoisoning is 1)[Your stomach still hurts and your whole body feels strange. You hope it passes in the morning.] (elseif: $study is 1)[You feel a little more enlightened from studying the object, which gives you some peace.] [[zzzzzzzz]]

(set: $poison to (random:4,10)) It's big, round, and a vibrant green, and seems to have layers of material. One side is tough and white. [[Put it back2<-Put it back]] [[Consume2<- Consume]]

(set: $ignore to $ignore + 1) You close the fridge and go about your day. You probably just imagined that, and it'll be gone later. You feel uneasy as you go around your apartment, waiting for someone to jump out at you, but there doesn't seem to be anyone there. [[Go to sleep.]]

You look around, taking note of what was not there before. You decide to take out one item and examine it more closely. (set: $items to (a: "[[Yellow Orb]]", "[[Brown Spiral]]", "[[Pink Blob]]")) (set: $gone to(a:)) (set: $counter to $items's length) $items

(set: $green to (a:"[[Green object]]")) (set: $items to it + $green) You open the fridge with a sigh. That definitely wasn't there before. It seems like it's the only thing that's been added, though. $items

(set: $study to it + 1)\ You're not sure where it came from, and you don't want to mess with anything you don't understand. At least not for now. [[Go to sleep.]]

Your name is Ebbi, and you are a college student. You have just come home after a long day of classes. [[Continue:]]

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(set: $day to it + 1) You wake up the next morning and go to grab some breakfast from the fridge, completely forgetting about the day before. The fridge is halfway open when you see something giant and neon green inside and freeze. [[Open fridge.]] [[No. Nope. Not happening. Go to WcMondal's.]]

(set: $ignore to it + 1) (if: $ignore is 3)[(go-to: "Ignorance")] You've been spent a lot of money out to eat, money that you probably don't have as a college student. You can't ignore the fridge forever. [[Continue (ignored)<-Continue]]

You open the fridge once again. There is nothing new this time. You wonder if it would be worth it to try to communicate with whoever- or whatever- is putting things in there. [[Write a note.]]

You've ignored the fridge too long and have spent all of your money on fast food. Desperate, you open the fridge at last and, ignoring all of the mysterious strange items inside, grab something you cooked several days ago, and devour it.(click-replace:"devour it.")[ It satiates your hunger for a time, but your mental unease turns physical and you fall to the ground as your head spins. The world fades to [[black.->Food Poisoning Ending]]

(set: $wimp to 0)\ This could be the first contact with an alien species in the history of the world! What do you write? [[Introduce yourself, and ask who they are and where they are from.]] [[Tell them to stop putting things in your fridge.]] [[Nevermind, this is too much.]]

(set: $rude to it + 5)\ \ You write them an angry note berating them for putting so many of their weird things in your fridge, complete with big X's and angry face drawings so that they understand the message. There, that ought to stop this nonsense. [[Next]]

(set: $wimp to it + 1)\ This is too much responsibility! What if you accidentally start an intergalactic war or something? No, you decide it's better just to grab some of your own food from the fridge and go on with your day. [[Next]]

"Hello," you write, "My name is Ebbi, and this is my fridge that you keep putting things in. What is your name, and where are you from?" You add in a chart of the letters of the alphabet and a few labelled drawings of yourself and various food items. Is that enough for aliens to decipher what you're saying? You hope so as you place it propped up in the fridge and close the door. [[Next]]

(set: $yellow to (a:"[[Yellow Orb]]"))\ (set: $items to it - $yellow)\ (set: $poison to (random: 3, 10))\ \ A slightly oblong round object with a flat top and bottom. The top has a divet that a small stick protrudes from, possibly a remainder of the plant it grew from, if it did grow from a plant? The overall color is yellow with small, fairly evenly distributed dark specks. \ (if: $day is 1)[ [[Consume]] [[Put it back]] ] (elseif: $day is 2)[ [[Consume->Consume2]] [[Put it back->Put it back2]] ]

(set: $brown to (a:"[[Brown Spiral]]"))\ (set: $items to it - $brown)\ (set: $poison to (random: 4, 10))\ \ A puffy-looking light brown object shaped into a spiral. It reminds you a bit of a galaxy, with streaks and speckles of darker brown distributed across it. [[Consume]] [[Put it back]]

(set: $pink to (a:"[[Pink Blob]]"))\ (set: $items to it - $pink)\ (set: $poison to (random: 1, 6))\ \ There's not much other way to describe it. It sits on a plate with a clear plastic wrap over top. There are slight variations in its color, ranging from reddish to more oddly blueish, and occasional branching streaks of white running through. It looks slimy. [[Consume]] [[Put it back]]

(set: $ignore to it + 1) It's too early for this... you'll deal with it later. [[Go to school.]]

(set: $study to it + 1)\ You're not sure where it came from, and you don't want to mess with anything you don't understand. At least not for now. [[Go to school.]]

(set: $yummy to it + 1) (set: $rude to it + 1) (if: $poison is <= 5)[(go-to:"Consume (Bad)2")] For some reason, you decide to eat it. Luckily, it tastes pretty good! [[Go to school.]]

(set: $foodpoisoning to it + 1) (set: $yummy to it - 1) (if: $foodpoisoning is 2)[(go-to: "Food Poisoning Ending")] You regret eating it instantly. Your tummy hurts and it tastes bad. Why did you think that was a good idea? [[Go to school.]]

You wait a few hours and come back. To your surprise, there is a note for you inside! \(if: $rude is >= 5)[Unfortunately, you have no idea what it says. The strange symbols are (somewhat) neatly organized into rows with little gaps in between, and there's a little drawing of a creature who you think might be whoever you are communicating with. It's labelled, which you assume is their name, so at least you know that the one putting food in your fridge is identified as "Gary." There are a few other drawings, one of which seems to be a modified version of your angry face to match this being's features, and lots of harsh squiggly lines and X's. You guess that Gary is not happy about your note. [[Oh, well.]]] \(elseif: $wimp is 1)[Unfortunately, you have no idea what it says. The strange symbols are (somewhat) neatly organized into rows with little gaps in between, and there's a little drawing of a creature who you think might be whoever you are communicating with. It's labelled, which you assume is their name, so at least you know that the one putting food in your fridge is identified as "Gary." [[Neat.->Thank you Gary, very cool.]]] (else:)[You look over the unfamiliar symbols and markings. There is a picture of some kind of creature, which you guess must be the being you are communicating with, holding what appears to be a cup. With that and the other labelled drawings, you feel confident in deciphering it, and get to work. After hours of working at it, you step back and look at your final product. It appears to say: (click-replace:":")[: ''"Oi, what’s all this then? I’m Gary from Manchester, right? Love me footie, Greggs sausage rolls, and gettin’ proper mortal down the boozer. Don’t tell me you lot don’t ‘ave pints out there?"'' It doesn't make much sense to you, but you're happy nonetheless that Gary took some time out of his busy day to respond to you. [[Thank you Gary, very cool.]]]]

Since Gary is evidently a (somewhat) intelligent being, you reason that it should have known better than to bother you! You go to get your phone and tell Barius about what happened and that he was right when you notice a faint clinking. (click-replace:"clinking.")[It's barely there, until it grows. The sound multiplied until every dish in the cupboard trembled in place, a soft rattle turning to an intense tremor. Plates began to slide forward, one by one, and crashed to the floor. (click-replace:"crashed to the floor.")[ The ground vibrates beneath your feet. Dust falls from the ceiling. A low, steady hum carries through the air, too deep to be thunder, and too constant to be wind. In an instant the ceiling split open to the sky with a single, tearing crack.(click-replace:"crack.")[ Above you, what was once the sky is filled with a silver behemoth of a spaceship, the bottom plastered with a symbol: a blue rectangle with white and red marked across it like a cross and an X. You remember the symbol from Gary's note. The ship slows to a stop and finally, everything is completely, deadly, still. (click-replace:"still.")[ The silence is shattered by a sudden voice booming from the heavens. They must have studied your language somehow, because you can understand it- well, most of it, at least. "Right, that’s it. You lot kept takin’ the mick. So now, by the authority vested in me as Supreme Bloke of the Manchester Star Fleet, I’m pressin’ the big red button. You brought this on yourselves, aliens. Should ’ave just said ye sorry n' sent me a pint. Right then, I’m off. Gotta be back by tea time." It's the last thing you hear before a deafening roar and then eternal silence. ''You got the Instant Karma ending.''] [[Start Screen]] ]]]

You and Gary continue to send notes back and forth and eventually work out each others' writing. You still don't understand it most of the time, and it says funny things like "Chuffed to bits" and calls things "Pants" or "Tosh," but the two of you start to learn a lot about each other. It even gives you permission to try a famous drink from its planet, "tea," which seems to have a very strict ritual for its preparation that Gary insists is the only proper way and appears to be at the center of its culture. As you learn more about each other, you realize you and Gary aren't so different. Your friends and leaders come to communicate and send notes to Gary, and his do the same with you, and you both live happily ever after. ''You got the Wholesome ending.'' [[Start Screen]]

You must hate fun. You just skipped the most interesting part of the game because you're a coward! Do you always choose the most boring options in games you play? What's even the point of that? //''Just for that, I'm sending you to a bad ending.''// (live: 10s)[(go-to: "Ignorance")]

You probably shouldn't have eaten that. ''You got the food poisoning ending.'' [[Start Screen<-Start Over]]]