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Before you stands an industrial landscape, filled to the brim with scaled beasts and crocodiles. A bowed crocodile stands before you. Off in the distance, you spawn some gatorics donning oversized, goofy hats.

You blink rapidly as a large monitor, nearly the size of a jumbotron, peers down below onto the swarming masses before it.




>_

Crawl up the side of the building to the jumbotron. Bite it.

Crawl up the side of the building to the jumbotron. Bite it.

The eye peers at you, curious. The pupil clearly darts towards you. You have no way to get up there via normal means, and you are far too heavy and limber to crawl up the side of the building like the animal you are.

>_

>Toss a rock at the eye.

>Bugger, it's the Fed FBI Friend Computer Overlord, time to scram!

>Toss a rock at the eye.

Not only did you piss off the eye, and possibly forces out of our control, you're now a rock in debt!

Nice going smarty! Better act like it never happened and try to avoid eye contact or you're in dead meat!