I want to fashion my pants into a hat to protect my eyes from the sun.

As you take a close look at the right shoe, you notice a glinting black carapace.

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Oh, god save us.

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I have actually been in the desert before.

Quickly consult the book to find any relevant information on animals with black carapaces and small enough to fit in the shoes of a 13 year old child.

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I think I got kicked out of the game.

Speak American, damn it.

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Keep the animal trapped. You might need a snack.

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You (poster) aren't expressing actions. You are stating plans and personal (aka, not in-character) experiences.

You lack the knowledge.

EDIT: forgot this one

You push the nose of one shoe into the opening of the shoe with the animal. Using the shoelaces, you tie the entire piece together in a fairly sturdy package.

Inventory
-Wooden Club
-Survival Book
-Scorpion-filled shoe contraption

Equipped
-Undies
-Blouse
-Pants
-2 socks

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Prepare the makeshift club in right hand. Get in "ready stance" hold shoe far as possible from body, upside down and shake until the creature in the shoe tumbles out. Be ready for it to skitter in any direction, presumably toward the darkest area of the vicinity. Immediately jab at it with blunt end of the club until you see guts. Tear some bed-sheet and carefully wrap the thing in several layers so you aren't accidentally poked by the stinger. Put it in over sized pants pocket. Put on shoes. The blouse's top button has come undone, fasten it because you aren't some sort of floozy. Since the book is in no recognizable language, leaf through the pages for pictures and/or diagrams.

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Now imagine a music, dear readers, heavy with cellos at a rapid staccato. Cellos held between thighs in a dark room. The little room of Harry's chest as he walks with his teammates to the opening gate of his first Test of Cribbage. They are a rag-tag group of champions, this bunch, and with Harry, the near-perfect new god, they know they will dominate the day. Harry is a world laced with rivers of wizardly blood. He is ready.

You undo the shoe contraption and get ready for battle. As you shake the scorpion out of the shoe, it quickly tries to scamper under the bed. However, you're too fast for it and jab it with your club, disabling the beast. Another jab kills it.

You earn 20 xp.

You have obtain dead scorpion!

You have equipped the shoes, and close the blouse's top button. Though it is hot as heck, you don't want to be a floozy.

There are no pictures or diagrams within the pages, but several pages seem to be ripped out.

Inventory
-Wooden Club
-Survival Book
-dead scorpion

Equipped
-Undies
-Blouse
-Pants
-2 socks
-2 shoes

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Disappointed, I tuck the book into my waistline. It might make useful kindling later. Rip rest of the bedding from the bed. Fold up the sheet, it could make a good shade from the sun later. Look under the bed one last time, club at the ready in case the scorpion's family is down there plotting vengeance.

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Now imagine a music, dear readers, heavy with cellos at a rapid staccato. Cellos held between thighs in a dark room. The little room of Harry's chest as he walks with his teammates to the opening gate of his first Test of Cribbage. They are a rag-tag group of champions, this bunch, and with Harry, the near-perfect new god, they know they will dominate the day. Harry is a world laced with rivers of wizardly blood. He is ready.

The book is thick enough to counter the sagginess of your pants.

As you rip the bedding from the bed, another creature becomes visible. He quickly scampers under the bed.

You have obtained a bedsheet.

You see the creature that just hid there, but no others

Inventory
-Wooden Club
-Survival Book
-dead scorpion
-Bedsheet

Equipped
-Undies
-Blouse
-Pants
-2 socks
-2 shoes

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Id be wondering if I got really drunk last night and if this was a practical joke my friends had played on me.

Australia isn't that bad. A lot of us survive here just fine.

True, but you do need some basic knowledge about things to look out for. Otherwise you get the incident where the potential survivor was stabbed by a scorpion hiding in the bedsheets.

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13yr old male in a cabin all by himself?

Masturbate furiously is clearly what he would do.

Hell, it's what I would do.

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Thoroughly search cabin.

Check if there's anything wrong with your body.

Throw dead scorpion at other scorpion for psychological warfare.

Pick nose.

Crush the dead scorpion tail with the club so the club gets upgraded with a poison attribute.

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You find nothing new.

You have no sign of injury

You whack your club directly into the stinger, hoping some of the poison will stick. A bit of the clear white venom seems to be sticking to the club.

The other scorpion is not intimidated

You gain 10 xp.

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Wow, really?

Repeatedly pick nose. Level up.

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Nose has already been defeated. It offers no more xp.

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Continuously pick up nose for more xp.

Search cabin better, try to see if there is anything on the ceiling or under the floorboards.

Check for anything strange besides injury.

Recall last memory.

Recall any memory.

Club that live scorpion.

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Pick ear.

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I don't like where this is going.