Today your copy of SBURB will arrive.

You should be thrilled. This is the game you've wanted for months.

But you're not thrilled. You are the opposite of thrilled.

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One by one, all of your remaining STORM GLASSES have begun showing WHITE STREAKS.

There was still one that worked okay yesterday. Not anymore.

> Open window

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One of your STORM GLASSES cracked open.

Usually you'd be pretty upset over this. You think that one had already broken, though. It had been showing WHITE STREAKS for a week without changing. Those aren't even in the guide to reading it!

That troll was so nice to pick the one that wasn't working anymore. There was even a flash of light when it broke ( Read more... )

Your name is ELIJAH MICHAELS. You have a fondness for METEOROLOGY, and your room contains several STORM GLASSES AND LIQUID BAROMETERS. Your bookshelf hosts an extensive collection of FAIRY-TALES. You sometimes forget they're fictional but you're okay with that. You think it's more fun that way.

Your chumhandle is chimericalApotheosis and you ( Read more... )