At 7/18/09 02:56 PM, J-qb wrote:
take you glasses out of your backpack.
You remove your collectible Jugtown glasses from your inventory. Given to you by the King himself for rescuing his estranged wife while simultaneously uncovering a plot to resurrect the elder god Shub-Niggurath, these glasses represent a sacred oath to never whisper of those fateful events, lest national security be compromised and the fate of the world, nay, the universe be put at risk once more. To hold these glasses is to hold knowledge far beyond what any one man should know, but to also hold the responsibility to never speak, hint at, or even think about the events that transpired in the span of time between when you first entered that fateful strip club, to where you currently stand. Ever.
Now what?