Gil! If you pull another dumb stunt like that I'll....I'll....I'll E-Kick-Your-Ass!

(...thus dislodging the birdcage)

"Hmmmm... Escape, eh?"

*pulls out his handy Studfinder*

*puts it on his chest*

"beepbeepbeepbeepbeep"

"I love doing that."

*probes the walls of the room, until...*

"Aha!"

I found it!!! We're in a dice!

Yeah, and we just can get out of it by rolling a 6 on our next turn!

By the way that blue pill I took makes me....

hu... hey... ha... :rollin: :smokin: :lol:

"I feel happppppyyyy"

Oh, what a beautiful, butterfly hat you've got here Gil, by the way, what's up with your toe-hairs, they're growing furiously...

"I don't feel sooooo good" :x

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By the way who can say where the last quote comes from?

"I like rice" -Me
"Rice is nice" -My friend... HOOHAHA!

Nope, not dice. Another good guess though. Think along the lines of my guesses for getting out. It's kind of similar...ish. And I suggest you eat no more blue pills, there's not enough room in here for that kind of thing.

I know, we're inside a white room! :lol:

Hehehe! You sillies!!!

Interesting thread here, by the way...

*In a white room
With blck curtains
Is a station...*
(Old Cream song form the 60s, sorry)

Is is a sugar cube? That seems to be the most obvious thing... So sugar dissolves in water. You could also eat your way out...

*Eruve takes the cheater's way out again, clicking the "submit reply" button this time.

The little hobbit dozed off in the corner.

There was nothing else for him to do! He had pinched himself, slapped himself, scratched himself, put on his thinking cap, rubbed his noggin, and generally gave it all the effort the poor little fellow could muster!

All of this had tired him mightily. He propped himself up in the corner and glumly watched the other inhabitants of the white room. Their antics amused him for a while and then he just couldn't keep his eyes open any longer.

He was dreaming of a big baked potato from the oven, topped with melted butter, sour cream, and salt and pepper. Nothing fancy. Some sweet corn cut off the cob with butter and garlic. And, O!

Sizzling in the broiler, marinated for an hour in soy sauce, garlic, onion and whiskey, some lovely choice steaks he had just bought from the butcher. (The little hobbit never went into the supermarket if he could help it!)

A glass of wine and supper with the Mrs!

He went on dreaming in the corner of the white room with a smile on his slumbering face.

Eruve - i thought it was at the station...

* aryne uses her Elf-powers to kick everyone off the sofa so she can lie down & think*

hmm - walls, floor, ceiling - all white. not an egg, not a sugarcube, not a dice.

AACK!
are we inside a very clouded quartz crystal?

aryne *

Maybe, aryne. I only have vague memories of my older brother playing that, and then sometimes it's on the radio. I never payed that much attention to the words...

Why can't it be a sugar cube? That one hasn't been mentioned yet... (except by me).

Nope, not a quartz crystal, and not a sugar cube. You are in a little white room. Literally.

I Elbreth now add something else. By the way, someone forgot to feed the budgies.

I add.......
A baseball and bat. Have fun, and don't break the nonexistant windows.

Is this room melting?

Is it a snowball?

...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzglxzzzz....

...yes Dear, more wine would be nice....

...sssgrnnnxxxxxkkzzzzzzzzzzz....

*removes the Studfinder from the wall and places it back in his backpack*

*produces a small Mole missile*

"In the highly likely event of an emergency, put your head between your legs... and kiss your butt goodbye!"

*smashes it into the wall and walks to the other side of the room*

*twiddles his thumbs*

"Five... four... three... two... and a one."

*BOOM*

"Follow me to freedom!"

(See if you can name where I got these three quotes from)

"BOOM" is easy, it's from the last Swarzennworscetheshire movie!!!
Or maybe from the last Stalone... I'm not quite sure.

The little hobbit awoke with a jerk!

And then he crossly scolded him for setting off the detonation. When the smoke cleared, they looked at the wall to see what damage had been done...

The *BOOM* isn't a quote... it's an emote. Onomatopoeia, you see.

*The blast stripped nothing but paintchips from the wall. Much to their dissapointment it was still intact.*

Sorry guys! But the last thing I put in there for you would actually help you get out. And I already said it once, you are in a little white room very literally. No more hints from me. You've had enough. And could someone pick up those paintchips before someone puts them in their mouth.....
Too late! *sigh*

Seeing as the bomb had already buried 3 or 4 inches into the wall by the time it exploded... that's it!

*pulls out some paint remover*

*pulls out a paint brush*

*bloop**swipe**splash**drip**whoops**ow ow ow**swipe**swish**swish*

There we go.