>>5349492You ask Jerry if he can make you a pair of paper wallblades. It's pretty late but Jerry, or at least /a/ Jerry is working. You tell him if he does, you'll tell him a secret.
Jerry jmmediately bites. "Man, a talking scorpion probably has the juiciest secrets. I'll hook you up, my man! I wouldn't know why you want a paper blade since you've got that cool stinger and that pickaxe you use. Hmm... weren' there two?"
While he talked, Jerry has finished making you an arm-mounted blade. It's formed around your arm so you can't exactly take it off, unless you manage to [Equip] it somehow. Equipping it would probably make these beetles think you're part of the wall or something... you try not to think about that too hard.
"So, what's your scorpion secret?" Jerry says in a stage whisper.
You tell him that you're not actually a scorpion, but rather a frog pretending to be a scorpion.
Jerry laughs.
"Damn, you got me! Scorpions make the best jokes, huh! There's no way you could be a frog! Frogs can't live in the desert! I've never even seen one. Also they don't talk!" he says.
You ask him how he knows about frogs, then.
"Hmm! Well, we get info from birds sometimes. When gold beetles like Chuck die, birds go crazy for their shells! Sometimes they'll trade us worms or dead animals for them. One time, we got a "Gerbil Table", but we didn't really need to use them since us beetles have our own tools, y'know!"
Hmm. You get a lot of interesting information from that. Birds can apparently be reasoned with if you've got the right bribe. Also, no one here has heard of talking frogs.
Perhaps you were dumped into a world untouched by Froghalla?
You ponder those questions as you go to sleep. It's a little uncomfortable with a blade attached to your arm, but the blade is blunt enough that you don't cut anything off in your sleep. You'll probably be doing more bruises than cuts with this.
You wake up in the morning and all three Bobs who were rooming with you are gone.
They're probably off to do their jobs and nobody decided to wake up the scorpion.
What do you do?
