Strandido - Crab-sposition

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>Put box in inventory to open later when you find an opener thing



You try to do so but unfortunately the BOX is just just too dang LARGE to fit into any of your inventory slots, shucks buster.

>Grab some palm fronds. Spell out a help message on the shore for future search crews. Keep a palm frond as a shade or fan for yourself



You collect some loose PALM FRONDS to spell out your S.O.S. sadly though it appears you can only find enough to spell out HEL which is probably more a little bit counterproductive to your quest for rescue.

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You stow one of the PALM FRONDS in your inventory, because Hey, why not, never know when a good piece of tropical leaf might come in handy.

>Get the feeling that you are being observed.



Indeed you can't Help but get the feeling you're being SPIED UPON by some wicked force, unseen, from the unexplored reaches of the JUNGLE, it chills you to the bone, nearly, the thought.

First order of business is to find fresh water, so as not to die! Let's try the jungle, why not.

Give yourself a rough estimate of time of day so you know how much daylight you've got to work with, then see if a lap of the island is feasible? You might find a shell sharp enough to best man's magnum opus, packing tape.

Go as far into the jungle as possible without losing sight of the beach. Better to see what's wrong than always worry about it.

Realise that high tide is just going to wash those leaves away. You need a more permanent message!

Stack crabs upside-down in the sand to form the 'P' in your message.

suborn crab

+1 reader

> Choose one particular crab to be your pet/best friend/cutting tool/emergency food supply.

heck, why stop at one crab. Make it a long term goal to organise the crabs and become the crab king.

>First order of business is to find fresh water, so as not to die! Let's try the jungle, why not.



Fair Shout, While your LIQUIDITY GAUGE sits at a comfortable 70%, you should probably get on top of it sooner rather than later. Still though that Jungle gives you the heebie jeebies I mean really, you're fairly confident you saw something SPOOKY in there.

>Hide box upshore in bushes. Assign a crab to guard it.



You stow the BOX in some bushes so no uncouth ruffians jack it. To further ensure this you assign BLINKY to guard it, you got that Boy, you're pretty sure they got it.

>Give yourself a rough estimate of time of day so you know how much daylight you've got to work with, then see if a lap of the island is feasible? You might find a shell sharp enough to best man's magnum opus, packing tape



Well let's see, judging by the position of that big ol ball of fire better known as the SUN, you'd say it's about... tennish. In the Morning.

>Throw a pebble into the jungle, because that'll totally get whatever may be out there.



There are no pebbles or stones, but there are plenty of (Perfectly dull) Shells strewn about to toss into the deep dark depth of the veridian terror otherwise known as a JUNGLE

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>Let's, uh... let's NOT go in the jungle and head down the shore to see what else might be there.



Yes lets.

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After what you imagine to be about an HOUR of jogging NORTH-ish, you reach an unfortunate dead end... literally in the case of this poor chappy over here, let's hope you don't end up like Him.

Parley withnl the green crab

Take the glasses. You never know.

How did this person die? Look around carefully for danger.

>Yeesh. Pay respects to the dead guy... or steal their glasses. Either way's good.


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>Parley with the green crab



You attempt to strike a DIPLOMATIC ACCORD with the green crab, alas, the one sidedness of your communique leaves your efforts much to be desired...

>Send a representative crab over there to diplomatically greet the green crab.



You assign PINKY the duty of being your diplomatic envoy as, obviously He is the most VERSED in the LABYRINTHEAN ARTS of CRUSTEACEAN ETTIQUETTE AND DIPLOMANCY.

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Pinky no!

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Wait... actually, it seems okay, it appears that the Green Crab appreciate's Pinky's brand of no-nonsense ruffianism.

>Is that a knife in front of the skull? Take it.



You take the WEATHERED KNIFE, now you'll be able to defeat civilization's greatest technological advancement since Cheese and Bread, and possibly whatever that ARCANE HORROR that is TOTALLY lurking within the Jungle.

>How did this person die? Look around carefully for danger.



Well, judging by the state of this individual's lifeless husk, you reckon, mind you are no expert on such things, but you reckon that this person died... YEARS AGO, and thus does not indicate in any reasonable way, the amount of hypothetical danger that may or may not lurk nearby.

Carve a drinking hole into the coconut. Then check the nearby walls.

Unpack the box with your brand spanking new knife!

Look around and see if the glasses reveal anything you didn't see earlier.

>Carve a drinking hole into the coconut. Then check the nearby walls.



This Coconut is hardier then it looks, no matter how frantically you poke at it refuses to yield even in the slightest.

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A Little dejected at your defeat at the hands of a goddamned fruit, you decide to investigate the suspicious ROCK WALL, yes, there's something about this wall that giving you the jeebies and the Goose Eggs.

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Sweet Haberdashin' Dungarees look at that, the wall isn't even real, it's some sort of MYSTICAL GHOST WALL, and behind it is a passage plunging straight into the rock, tantalizing you with it's unwhispered promises of ADVENTURE, TREASURE, WATER.

>Unpack the box with your brand spanking new knife!



But you'll have to give that a go a little later, you've got a BOX to deal with.

>Box: Mysteriously be gone upon return.



What the sassafrassing heck, where'd your BOX go, it was right Here, with, HEY, WHERE'S BLINKY!

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You are suddenly threatened by the MEDIUM ENEMY CRAB, now you're admittedly no expert in such things, but it's giving off incredibly HOSTILE VIBES, and you don't think it'll be receptive to DIPLOMANCY, Crab or otherwise.

Wield yon knife, stab yon crab

> Prepare the melted butter and boil some water. Looks like you're having crab tonight!

>What the heck happened to all the other crabs?



Good Question, you guess they aall vamoosed like a bunch o flily livered sea-chickens. The Cowards.

>Wield yon knife, stab yon crab



You wield your knife, battle is formally joined, Fast paced rock music blairs in the distance as the waltz of combat is reduced to it's fundamentals expressed in the cold emotionless spectrum of binary numerology. Victory and defeat determined by the roll of a die and the whim of an uncaring god. What a thrill

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Anyway, you decide to stab the MEDIUM ENEMY CRAB Dealing a respectable blow to your crustacean adversary.

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The MEDIUM ENEMY CRAB offers a vicious retort to your position.

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Oh but PINKY ain't about to let such aggreviences slide unanswered.

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GREEN uses LVL 1 SCUTTLETECH : SOOTHING SCOOTLE, which restores a bit of your CHUTZPAH and makes ya' feel alright.

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It suddenly starts raining, were you not so absorbed in the THRILLING VENUE OF RPG COMBAT you might give a shit, but alas, you're overly distracted by this crab...

>Punch the MEDIUM ENEMY CRAB to establish dominance.



You SOCK IT TO EM, showing this Red BUSTER just who's the beans of this operation, the boss you see, and that would be you.

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You're attempt to assert your authority appears to have backfired, and this blaggart appears rather STEAMED.

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He Charges at ya with vim and vinegar, but GREEN intercepts the Blow, what a Hero, but it looks like they're KO'D. Their Sacrifice Shall not be in vain!

>Drop the coconut on it and crush it into a crabcake



You take the WEIRD COCONUT from your pack, you're gonna finish this in an unecessarily spectacular manner.

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Drawing upon the many long, hot, homerotic days of vollyballing with the BOYS , you put your strength into this killer spike.

>COCONUT TECH LV1: PIÑA COLLIDE-A



Get Dunked on!

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The MEDIUM ENEMY CRAB is slain.

>Level Up?



You then unexpectedly LEVEL UP, unexpected because you didn't actually know that was a thing you could do, apparently this world is RPGS and NUMBERS all the way down, oh well, might as well celebrate human advancement being simplified into a series of MATHEMAGICAL NUMERICALS.

ALEX PORTER IS NOW LEVEL 2
CHUTZPAH INCREASES TO 30
PUNCH INCREASES TO 25
LIQUIDITY FACTOR INCREASES TO 1.5
SCHMALTZ INCREASES TO 11

ALEX HAS GAINED A FAMILIARITY WITH COCONUTS

ALEX HAS GAINED A FAMILIARITY WITH CRABS and can now use LVL 1 ANIMAL COMMUNION - CRAB DIPLOMANCY

PINKIE IS NOW LEVEL 3
CRABITUDE INCREASES TO 101
CHUTZPAH INCREASES TO 55
CLAMP INCREASES TO 35

GREEN IS NOW LEVEL 2
CRABITUDE DECREASES TO 11
CHUTZPAH INCREASES 15.5
CLAMP INCREASES TO 28

Tend to your fallen companion first and foremost!

> Claim the claws of your adversary as trophies and prepare his legs for a future meal.

>Celebrate this victory. High fives all around.



You start handing out CELABRATORY HIGH FIVES like they were cheap cigarillos, not a single soul shall escape your celabratory gesture, all two of them. Yes Even you GREEN.

>Woo! Advancing by killing innocent animals that probably could've fled from!



LISTEN. It attacked you... WOULD'VE attacked you. You're quite confident. After all it was a MEDIUM ENEMY CRAB not a MEDIUM FRIEND CRAB right... also it probably stole your box, and then... came back for some reason? Shut up.

>Claim the claws of your adversary as trophies and prepare his legs for a future meal.



Right, all shall know of your victory of this DEFINITELY HOSTILE Crustacean entity. It was definitely a threat, look at what it did to GREEN, and all you did was poke it's eye out.

>Tend to your fallen companion first and foremost!



Right-Right-Right... Oh dear, Green is in a bad way for sure... but thankfully they're just KO'D, as long as you get them out of this spontanious storm, somewhere safe, yeah they should be fine.

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Speaking of, what's the deal, it was clear skies literally seconds ago, is this one of those weird TROPICAL STORMS you've heard about, is this CLIMATE CHANGE, is this the wrath of AL GORE come to smite the non-believers!

>Great, now get somewhere safe to avoid exposure!



Best not to dwell on it for too much, you're getting drenched, and the last thing you need on an island thats surely full of CERTAINLY HOSTILE Crustaceans is a cold, or worse, the deadly INFLUENZA. Thankfully you know exactly where to go.

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You are now in the MYSTERY CAVE that was previously hidden behind the GHOST WALL, and... well you were honestly expecting something more impressive, given that somebody hid it behind a GHOST WALL.

> Whats that thing PINKY has?

EDIT: > Notice your glasses mysteriously vanished just before the fight with then ENEMY CRAB.