A silent room is present before you, the looming birthday of a stranger that you only know the name of... But, only one question left.
What happened here?
A young lady stands in her bedroom. A storm rages outside, but luckily, she remains unaffected; her house is well-equipped with power and her wireless internet connection remains stable. This young lady named...
Named...
It's on the tip of your tongue. What was the name of this young lady again?
Your name is LISA, As previously mentioned you're trapped inside due to SUB-PAR WEATHER. Fortunately, Your wide variety of INTERESTS don't require you to go outside. You have a passion for RATHER OBSCURE LITERATURE. You enjoy creative writing and are SOMEWHAT SECRETIVE ABOUT IT. You have a fondness for the BESTIALLY STRANGE AND FICTITIOUS, and sometimes dabble in PSYCHOANALYSIS. You also like to KNIT, and your room is a BIT OF A MESS. And on occasion, if just the right one strikes your fancy, you like to play VIDEO GAMES with your friends.
What will you do?
You mean...
THESE TENTACLES?!
Nah, you don't have tentacles but it'd be awesome if you did.
You retrieve your GRIMOIRE from the DESK. You use this for furthering your studies in the FORBIDDEN ARTS.
You also grab your EVILSTICK TOY WAND from the DESK. You got this as a GAG GIFT from your MOTHER, a cruel gag gift.
You CAPTCHALOGUE them in your SYLLADEX. You have no idea what that actually means though.
You adamantly DENY any knowledge of this CONTENT and make a note to BURN that page later.