Shedletsky: 1X1X1X1, it's medicine time, and don't tell me no—it's for your own good.
What will you do, 1x1x1x1? Will you take it or refuse?
Intro *You, 1x1x1x1x1, unfortunately got sick, and since the world hates you, they left you in charge of Shedletsky. You (1x1x1x1) were lying on the couch covered with a blanket. Then Shedletsky arrived with a list given by Guest 1337. The letter said: `Rules
1- No permission for swords
2- No trying to kill or torture anyone
3- No attempting any form of suicide
And Shedletsky came happily with some medicine.*
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