You utilize your amazing powers of SYNERGY to attach the LASER to your head. Or rather, you would do that if you were sufficiently leveled in UPPER-BODY STRENGTH. You hope that attaching your head to the LASER is a sufficient substitute in the interim.
Fish are cold-blooded, so rubbing against the laser isn't going to make it any warmer, except through friction but that heat would be quickly dissipated through the laser's thermally-conductive surface and radiated into the atmosphere.
Fish are cold-blooded, so rubbing against the laser isn't going to make it any warmer, except through friction but that heat would be quickly dissipated through the laser's thermally-conductive surface and radiated into the atmosphere.
Did I find Eevee sexy? It rings a vague bell, but I'm not sure. It's possible I did. I mean, I was talking earlier this week about how I stare at the hypnotic gyrations of my gnome's mechanostrider's ass when I play wow, so clearly I have some sexuality issues.
...what was this thread about again? Oh yeah. Flap onto the LASER panel and start mashing buttons fishily.
You flop your slimy self around the room looking for a wall socket to get your tunes on. You make your way past the JAIL DOOR secured shut with a lock requiring the RED KEY, continue past a colorful BEACHBALL, and onward past a large RED LASERGUN.
Grab the RED KEY out of the narrarator's text and unlock the door!
Bounce off the beach ball on top of the jukebox! Then, you can flop around until it starts!
Mustering all your available reserves of OOMPH, you heft yourself upon the BEACHBALL and bounce up on lop of the LASER. This part of the LASER is slightly less cold than the other parts, as if the device had been fired recently. Of course, being a mere FISHHAT, you have insufficient powers of REASON to come to such a conclusion.
The BEACHBALL rolls slightly to the left, dutifully adhering to the laws of physics.
Who cares if it was fired recently! It's a laser, being fired is what it was made to do. That said, try to flop onto the control panel and see if you can get it to fire.
Who cares if it was fired recently! It's a laser, being fired is what it was made to do. That said, try to flop onto the control panel and see if you can get it to fire.
You roll down from the barrel of the LASER and land on the INPUT TERMINAL. Where one might normally expect a simple array of controls, including perhaps a large "Fire" button, you instead find a full keyboard interface and a Unix prompt. Upon landing on the keyboard, your small body is nonetheless of sufficient weight to begin inputting keys, but they are of a woefully random nature.
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You utilize your amazing powers of SYNERGY to attach the LASER to your head. Or rather, you would do that if you were sufficiently leveled in UPPER-BODY STRENGTH. You hope that attaching your head to the LASER is a sufficient substitute in the interim.
The LASER is cold.
You do it anyway.
The thing that Iggy said, happens.
Rub up against the beach ball!
...what was this thread about again? Oh yeah. Flap onto the LASER panel and start mashing buttons fishily.
Hump harder! Maybe you can make fish-laser hybrids to help you on your quest.
EDIT: I read Hamelin's ADVENTURE and read up on the fishhat. Perhap's his box home will have something to do with this?
Only fish need water to breathe! Clearly, fishhats can process oxygen like mammals.
Stop rubbing the laser, it's creeping me out!
Grab the RED KEY out of the narrarator's text and unlock the door!
Mustering all your available reserves of OOMPH, you heft yourself upon the BEACHBALL and bounce up on lop of the LASER. This part of the LASER is slightly less cold than the other parts, as if the device had been fired recently. Of course, being a mere FISHHAT, you have insufficient powers of REASON to come to such a conclusion.
The BEACHBALL rolls slightly to the left, dutifully adhering to the laws of physics.
You roll down from the barrel of the LASER and land on the INPUT TERMINAL. Where one might normally expect a simple array of controls, including perhaps a large "Fire" button, you instead find a full keyboard interface and a Unix prompt. Upon landing on the keyboard, your small body is nonetheless of sufficient weight to begin inputting keys, but they are of a woefully random nature.
You try it anyway. It does not appear to have the desired effect.