Talk:Sensitive poetry journal

any effect during the giant castle quest? --Killerrabbit 17:06, 3 June 2007 (CDT)

You duck through the unguarded back door of the Castle, and follow the map into the mess hall for the Giant Guard.
As you run across one of the tables, you bounce onto a giant jell-o mold. Mould. Whatever. One of the guard giants
sees you and tries to catch you in mid-air.

Thinking quickly, you jab him in the finger with your giant needle. You run on while he sucks on his finger and
cries like a little girl. A really big little girl.

You flee the Guard Giant Mess Hall and round a corner into what looks like a bedroom, complete with fireplace and
roaring fire. As you creep across the hearth, you hear a booming (yet shrill) "EEEEEK!" from the bed. A 1950s Housewife
Giantess leaps out of bed and advances towards you with a broom...

Thinking even more quickly, you pull out your Furry Fur, lay it out in front of the fireplace, and hide under it.

"Hmm," says the Giantess. "When did I get that rug? I'll have to ask Wally, or perhaps Tha' Beave."

She quickly loses interest, and you collect your Fur and move on.

You follow the map into a room filled with dog-eared scripts, elaborate costumes, and a palpable aura of pretension.
You see a Drama Giant asleep in a corner of the room. You try to tiptoe through the room but get tripped up by a pair of
giant maracas. The ensuing clatter wakes the Giant, who scowls at you.

"Interloper, I challenge you to a poetry competition!"

You try and make up some freestyle rhymes on the spot, but get stuck when you can't think of a rhyme for "Adventurer."
The Drama Giant roars with laughter and punts you back the way you came. It hurts your soul, your arm, and your other arm.
	You lose 16 hit points.

So, No.--RPGMarker35 17:27, 3 June 2007 (CDT)