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You got some FIDUSPAWN CARDS! Gotta hatch em all!!!!!
Is advice you should follow if you want way too many fiduspawn crawling around. For safety reasons, the manufacturer recommends that you only hatch some.> Talk to Rufioh.
It's a happy looking HOST PLUSH! It won't be so happy anymore if you hatch a FIDUSPAWN EGG near it. Maybe you'll be able to find some eggs in this area if you keep searching. Then the REAL fun can begin.
#You start humming the fiduspawn theme song.
You got a BUSTED ROBOT HEAD!
There was a rumor going around that once, through an elaborate courtship process, Horuss sent Rufioh a robotic duplicate of himself to spar with, piece by piece. The last part he sent was supposedly the head.
That's almost certainly a myth. Horuss is a pretty strange dude, but he would have to be a total lunatic to do something like that. The anecdote strains plausibility.
You got a pair of DUTTON BUBBLE GOGGLES!
You can see into infinity for eternity.
Just the way Charles Dutton would have wanted it.> It's Mituna!
D'aw, looks like he's all tuckered out under the brain tree.
#Falling is hard work!
This chest appears to have an extremely complicated lock. There's no way you can open it. You'll need to find someone who's handy with gadgets.
You got some more BOONDOLLARS!
A little while ago you would have been pumped to score this dough, but now this is just pocket change to you.
You sneer with contempt at the pitiable sum of money and let it slip through your fingers to the forest below. Let the beggars and peasants scrounge for it, you say.
This bubble contains Damara's memory of a huge quartz obstacle. Only she can remove it. Stinkin' witch. She never makes it easy, does she?> Yeah I have no idea what I'm doing here.
Click the MAP link below the game for HOT TIPS!!!
What's that sound? You listen closely to the chest. You hear something flapping around in there. This thing looks air tight. Whatever's in there might run out of ghost oxygen soon.
Alas, this chest appears to have an extremely complicated lock. There's no way you can open it. You'll need to find someone who's handy with gadgets.
You got some FIDUSPAWN EGGS!!!
You can go use one of these on the HOST PLUSH back there! It honestly sounds like a childish waste of time, but little do you know that Fiduspawn's key demographic is your age group. You are the suckerfish. It's you.
Blech. What a disgusting, friendly mess. His sacrifice was not in vain though. He was brutally murdered from within, so that a new friend could be born.
#You hum the fiduspawn theme song while gently weeping.
What an utterly magnificent specimen. But if you train HORSAPONI hard enough, one day he may become HORSARONI. By which I mean, he will grow slightly bigger, and gain no measurable advantages in combat. You will however be required to feed him more.> Take Horsaponi to Horuss.
Be Horuss?> Yes
Dear, sweet, beautiful, dear, precious, sweet, sweet, dear, sweet HORSEAPONI.
#neigh> Talk to Meenah.
You got a PRICELESS WORK OF FINE ART!!!
You spend a few moments solemnly contemplating the artistic merits of the splendid classical sculpture.
Hang on, don't move. The pixelation is missing its mark...
Damn it! Still not quite right... ok, hold your horses.
Perfect! Whew, crisis averted. That was a close call.
You very nearly caught a glimpse of a horse penis and began to cry.
You got RUFIOH'S LUSUS!!!
The poor little guy is gasping for breath. Who could have locked him in here? Who could be so cruel?
You glance at Damara suspiciously. She doesn't bother to look at you, and takes another drag.
Be Rufioh?> Yes > Talk to Horuss.
Wait... there's something different about this door. You think it might be a real door! It's not someone's memory, like the rest of this place is.
The meteor must be physically passing through the dream bubble again. You'd love to get in here and snoop around somehow, but the door is password protected. There's got to be someone around here who knows the password...
You got an EAST BEFORAN SCROLL!
It is covered in mysterious runes. If only there were some way for laypersons to translate this absurd gibberish.
Be Kanaya?> Yes > Talk to Porrim
You got a CAN OF EARTH TAB!
The mayor had a couple of these stowed in his rags for safe keeping. He has decided to store them in chests now, which unbeknownst to him are the opposite of safe keeping.
You crack it open and chug it. You are overwhelmed by the intense rush of sugar. This high will surely last for hours.
Hey, it's your newly recruited Grand Threshecutioner! Looks like he hasn't woken up from the same nap he was having last time you talked to him. The guy must have been really tired.
Why's he sleeping in this massive pile of horns? That can't be too comfortable. Maybe you should wake him up. Then as long as he's awake, might as well see if he's ready to pack his bags and head off to war.
Hold on. Maryam is eying you suspiciously. She isn't on to your plan, is she? How could she know? This girl is really cramping your style. You'd try to shake her loose, but as a rainbow drinker she seems to have an absolutely insane fastness attribute.
You got a BOONBUCK!
Ok, you can't even pretend to be excited about this. You get the feeling that whoever was stocking these chests just started running out of treasure assets.
You put the phoned-in item back in the chest. But a little later, Meenah sneaks back over here, takes the boonbuck, and stashes it in her nautically themed, hot pink clam shell shaped purse, which we have never seen her rendered with, but is totally is something that exists in the most canonical way possible. There, now you know.
EEEUUUGHH MORE TROLL BLOOD, WHY???
As you prepare to lob it into the dark shaft below, you catch a whiff of it. Hold on... it smells... fruity?
You guess it was a false alarm. This appears to be some form of delicious juice. Your bad.
You got an EMPTY BOTTLE!
You guess... you'll just kinda...
Put it over there with the other bottles.
You got a...
Hey what even is this thing?
Whatever it is, you got it.
So many horns. You've always wondered what the elusive juggalo troll even needs with so many horns? You think he may have some sort of problem. Also what is with trolls and their weird tendency to be found sleeping in horn piles? You can't even imagine a less comfortable place to nap. There are some things you will never understand.> Talk to Karkat.
"ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ," Karkat said from atop the towering heap of hilarious clown accessories.> Talk to Gamzee.
You got an ALTERNIAN JOURNAL!
It's a bit wordy. Though some of the material here strikes you as pretty risque. Actually... quite a lot of the material.
You surreptitiously pocket the overwrought diary for later reading.
You got a BROKEN 8 BALL!
You remember seeing a bunch of these earlier. What was the context again? You just had so many long weird conversations it's all kind of a jumble now.
You feel unlucky just looking at this thing. You toss it in the bushes.
You got the FLUORITE OCTET!
Feeling lucky, punk????????
You got a pair of ROCKET BOOTS!
What would a ghost need with rocket boots, anyway? Can't all ghosts fly?
Or maybe that's just dead god tiers, who can generally fly anyway. Or dead dream selves? Actually you don't know what the flying rules are and you don't really care.> Open.
You got a HEAP OF PRICELESS TREASURE!
Huh. Actual treasure, inside a treasure chest.
Now you've seen everything.
This leads to the end of the game. Are you sure you're done here?> No!