text: [Themes: Travel, house setting, atmospheric, gender-neutral protagonist, changing environment, horror]
  
  > look around
  Please give one of the answers above.
  
  > Pummel red
  You have to wait for the match to start, or else you'll be disqualified.
  
  The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
  
  > wait for a while
  Time passes.
  
  A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires additional pummeling! Continue!"
  
  > Wait
  Time passes.
  
  The bell rings! The match has started!
  
  A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires additional pummeling! Continue!"
  
  > Pray
  You fall to your knee-equivalents in prayer. "O Lord," you cry, "forgive my sins against you, and save my immortal soul."
  
  The red robot, overcome by your faith, falls to the floor as well, his eyes filled with tears. "This fighting is wrong! Does it not say in Luke 6:29, 'And unto him that smiteth thee on the one cheek offer also the other; and him that taketh away thy cloak forbid not to take thy coat also'?"
  
  Your faith moves the crowd, who all drop to their knees as well and pray for salvation from Jesus Christ. The show of faith and brotherly love causes you to weep openly. You embrace the red robot. "Let's go have a Bible study!" you shout. The crowd roars its agreement.
  
  > Sing
  You play a MIDI of "Shave and a Haircut".
  The red robot lands a devastating blow on your jaw!
  
  A woman seated behind you yells, "Go Blue! Kill that red bastard!"
  
  > Kiss red
  You think to yourself, this violence is senseless. Why can't blue robot and red robot coexist in harmony? You reach out to embrace your red brother. Unfortunately, it appears he does not share your pacifist views. While you're vulnerable, he pummels you mercilessly.
  
  > hug robot
  You think to yourself, this violence is senseless. Why can't blue robot and red robot coexist in harmony? You reach out to embrace your red brother. Unfortunately, it appears he does not share your pacifist views. While you're vulnerable, he pummels you mercilessly.
  
  > Cheat
  Don't get too hasty.
  
  The audience roars with approval.
  
  > wait awhile
  Time passes.
  
  The audience roars with approval.
  
  > hit yourself
  Violence is the answer to this one, but it's best to direct it appropriately.
  
  The bell rings! The match has started!
  
  The crowd screams with pleasure.
  
  > Cheat
  With a grin, you reach forward and press the red robot's OFF button. You pummel him mercilessly until his head pops up. Your manager assured you that the judges wouldn't be able to tell it from any old knockout, but he was wrong. The judges quickly discover your foul play, and alert the authorities.
  
  > give up
  (to the red robot)
  (first taking the up above)
  That isn't available.
  
  A woman seated behind you yells, "Go Blue! Kill that red bastard!"
  
  > throw the match
  You make only a token effort to defend yourself, allowing the red robot to pop your head up. It may not be a glorious way to go, but it is profitable. Your manager bet a ton of cash on the red robot, and you'll get your share of it, fair and square. There's a nice sprocket you've had your eyes on for a while, maybe a lube job.
  
  On your way out of the stadium, you are stopped by a small child. "Why'd you lose, Blue? You never lose like that. You can't have lost like that."
  
  Your ears burn with shame. "Shut up, kid!" you shout. You run to your waiting limo, and seat yourself. When did it even come to this, you think to yourself. I used to be a champ, and now I'm just trash. You bury your face in your hands and sob.
  
  > ask Red about Red
  The red robot ignores you completely. How rude.
  
  A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
  
  > think
  You analyze the situation, formulating plans of attack and carefully considering any openings the red robot might give you. While you're doing this, the red robot whacks you in the head.
  
  > Sleep
  You always make sure you're fully charged before a match.
  
  The crowd screams with pleasure.
  
  > wake
  The dreadful truth is, this is not a dream.
  
  The crowd screams with pleasure.
  
  > jump
  Impossible. Your legs have no joints.
  
  A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires additional pummeling! Continue!"
  
  > hit the robot
  You have to wait for the match to start, or else you'll be disqualified.
  
  The bell rings! The match has started!
  
  The audience roars with approval.
  
  > hit the robot
  You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
  The red robot lands a devastating blow on your jaw!
  
  A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
  
  > hit the robot
  The red robot parries your blow!
  The red robot lands a vicious uppercut on your jaw!
  
  The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
  
  > hit the robot
  You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
  The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
  
  As the red robot's fist connects with your face, you feel your head begin to jerk upwards. You don't have long to feel sorry for yourself; you black out shortly afterward.
  
  > hit the robot
  Please give one of the answers above.
  
  > wait
  Time passes.
  
  A woman seated behind you yells, "Go Blue! Kill that red bastard!"
  
  > hit the bell
  Leave the bell alone.
  
  A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires additional pummeling! Continue!"
  
  > Wait
  Time passes.
  
  A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
  
  > wait
  Time passes.
  
  The bell rings! The match has started!
  
  A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
  
  > hit robot
  The red robot parries your blow!
  The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
  
  A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
  
  > hit the robot
  You land a spectacular roundhouse on the red robot's jaw!
  You parry the red robot's blow!
  
  The audience roars with approval.
  
  > hit the robot
  You land a spectacular roundhouse on the red robot's jaw!
  The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
  
  The audience roars with approval.
  
  > hit the robot
  The red robot parries your blow!
  The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
  
  As the red robot's fist connects with your face, you feel your head begin to jerk upwards. You don't have long to feel sorry for yourself; you black out shortly afterward.
  
  > Xyzzy
  You close your eyes in deep concentration and intone the magical word XYZZY...
  
  You open your eyes and find yourself in a bakery in beautiful Paris! The baker smiles at you and presses something into your palm.
  
  "Merci," you say.
  
  "De rien," the baker replies.
  
  The spell wears off, and you find yourself back in the boxing ring.
  
  The crowd screams with pleasure.
  
  > eat croissant
  You are filled with the terrible power of French baked goods!
  
  A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires additional pummeling! Continue!"
  
  > wait
  Time passes.
  
  The crowd holds its breath in anticipation of your next moves.
  
  > wait for a while
  Time passes.
  
  The bell rings! The match has started!
  
  The crowd screams with pleasure.
  
  > hit the robot
  You land a vicious uppercut on the red robot's jaw!
  The red robot lands a spectacular roundhouse on your jaw!
  
  A man in the audience yells, "Knock his block off, Red!"
  
  > hit the robot
  You land a devastating blow on the red robot's jaw!
  The red robot lands a devastating blow on your jaw!
  
  A little girl in the front row bellows with rage. "The robot requires additional pummeling! Continue!"