Get Ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'!

[The Evil Overlordess]

This is an only-a-bit-stupid game inspired by the illustrious series of Strong Bad e-mails.

The game starts by TEO going, "You find yourself in yon dungeon. You see a 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'."

In the best traditions of text adventuring, you type "get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'."

TEO replies, "you cannot get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'."

You then have to give other commands in attempt to find out why you can't get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.', and then try to finally nab that bastardly thing.

Ex:

Susan: Get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.
TEO: You cannot get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.
Susan: Examine ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.
TEO: It gloweth mightily.
Susan: Touch ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.
TEO: Ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.' is mightily hot. You burneth thy finger. Hahaha, loser.
Susan: Examine self.
TEO: You posesseth a pair of oven mitts.
Susan: Wear oven mitts, get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.
TEO: You get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'!

TEO will have a reason why you cannot get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.' in mind.

Round one-- begin!

[Robyn]

Get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.

[The Evil Overlordess]

You cannot get ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.

[Skiv]

Exaimin ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.

[Oz]

Are we going to do these one on one, or does everybody jump on this at once?

[Canela]

Take ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.

[The Evil Overlordess]

Oz: We can all go at once. I'll specify what happens to each person's command.
Canela: You cannot GET ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.', fool!
Skiv: Ye do not wish to get too close to ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'. Ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.' is pretty average-looking. Forsooth!

[Robyn]

Poke ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.

[Jette Vonavisca]

Sniff ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'.

[Skiv]

Question ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.'. "Why dost thou wish to be... Not... Taken..."

[Canela]

I didn't SAY 'GET ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.',' did I?

[The Evil Overlordess]

Robin: Ye olde finger gets burned off and your clothes melt to your body... oops.
Jette: The area around ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.' smells of cinnamon and smoke. Hmm.
Skiv: Ye 'F L A S K IS CENSORED.' does not answer. Try asking other things.
Canela: Ye old 'yep.'

[Robyn]

Dang.

Examine ye self.

[The Evil Overlordess]

Robin: Yeself be slightly crispy and skin-bubbly. Dang. You have a sword and a can opener, though you aren't sure which is irrelevant.

[Skiv]

Examin surroundings.