You wake up leaned against a smooth surface.
You appear to be sit down and sleeping against a desk.
However you have yet to open your eyes.
>>78041
So you do.
You lift your head and open your eyes.
There seems to be... nothing.
You stare right ahead of you and see nothing but white all the way.
You also realize a wave of pain followed by relief seems to invade your forehead's skin.
There are some things on the desk you've yet to properly glance at.
What do you do?
Rules:
_Roll 1d12. Highest wins.
_This post is to be checked every 10 minutes until I post OP logs out, in which case it's an indeterminate time till the action.
Rolled 10 (1d12)
>>78167
Figure out what is in the desk and around it.
Sorry. Something came up.
Leave your actions and rolls.
I'll be back in a couple of hours or tomorrow.
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Rolled 5 (1d12)
>>78167
Go pick up that pencil, if we are the only thing in existence it would not do to be sloppy, now would it
>>78298
You get up and look around.
Your desk is naught but a white prism from every angle.
Your chair looks like one you might find in a hospital's waiting room.
There's a pile of papers and a pencil cup you seem to have pushed in your sleep.
There are two pencils in the cup and one in the floor. They all look exactly the same: Black and pointy.
What now?
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