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North of the Moral High Ground.
You are standing near the Moral High Ground. To your South are Theists (or Theorists). To your North are Atheists (or Anti-Theorists). To your East and West are scorched earth, battered egos and hurt feelings.
> e
The land has been salted with the blood of Deleuze. There is nothing for you here.
> w then
(See comments for further instructions.)
An unexpected result occurs.
Posted by: Merganser | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 03:12 PM
> spit balls
Posted by: SEK | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 03:13 PM
You have neither paper nor a straw. You find yourself in the Scottish Enlightenment. You expect the sun to rise again tomorrow, but you (still) cannot be sure. A pool table with no balls stands in the middle of the meadow. A cue lies against it. To the east is the Spanish Inquisition. To the south are the Caves of Unreason. Your mouth hurts.
Posted by: SEK | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 03:16 PM
> s
Posted by: SEK | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 03:21 PM
You stand before the Caves of Unreason. In front of them is a satchel containing what appears to be a map.
Posted by: SEK | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 03:23 PM
> read map
Posted by: Jonathan Dresner | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 03:42 PM
Map is out of date, but briefly amusing.
Posted by: Jonathan Dresner | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 03:43 PM
> peek cave
Posted by: Jonathan Dresner | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 03:44 PM
You see a carnival. The barker is begging for volunteers to take his place.
Posted by: Jonathan Dresner | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 03:46 PM
Examine carnies. (keep hand on wallet.)
Posted by: Dr. Free-Ride | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 04:44 PM
Hey, do you need all that shit for Jack London? Isn't his writing basically pretty simple stuff -- adventure and so on?
Posted by: John Emerson | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 04:54 PM
>Ask carnie why he mentions Jack London (while still keeping hand on wallet).
Posted by: Dr. Free-Ride | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 05:10 PM
Carnie brandishes an early draft of SEK's London chapter. It is 69,105 pages long.
Posted by: Karl Steel | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 05:51 PM
> smash chapter
Posted by: SEK | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 06:20 PM
The chapter turns into a grue.
Posted by: stephen | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 06:48 PM
> Feed carnie to grue
Posted by: Chad Orzel | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 07:04 PM
You find yourself in the grue's stomach, along with the carnie and many half-digested quotes from Jack London.
Posted by: stephen | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 09:54 PM
Look around
Posted by: Karl Steel | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 10:33 PM
To the south is an alimentary canal. Bakhtin is in it, having some kind of fun. To the east is a Chora. You can just make Kristeva in it, but there's no way to be sure.
The carnie is holding a mailbox.
Posted by: Karl Steel | Monday, 25 June 2007 at 10:36 PM
> open mailbox
Posted by: Jonathan Dresner | Tuesday, 26 June 2007 at 01:29 AM