Pick Up The Phone Booth and Aisle

Check the ingredient labels on the back of the pasta.
 
Use my sonic screwdriver to open the phone booth (which is really a TARDIS) and enter it and fly off to a time period where I am in no danger.
 
Northern Verve said:
Check the ingredient labels on the back of the pasta.
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You check the back of the pasta. It says "Lampoil, Rope, Bombs". You don't believe it, so you light a match. The lampoil catches on fire, catching the rope on fire, catching the bomb fuse on fre,, exploding the bomb.

***You explode via pasta***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....







Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.

Magus said:
Use my sonic screwdriver to open the phone booth (which is really a TARDIS) and enter it and fly off to a time period where I am in no danger.
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You are now in the prehistoric era. There's only one other cavewoman. She's really big and ugly.

***You are forced to have sex with her***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....







Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.

GreenDisaster said:
Buy the rigatoni and the spaghetti.
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You buy both the rigatoni and spaghetti. You make a pretty good pasta salad with it. You go on to become a famous pasta maker. However, one day while you're making pasta, you accidentally cut you finger. The blood spurts into the pasta. Someone accidentally eats it and dies. You're thrown in jail for killing a pasta judge.

***Don't drop the soap***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....







Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.
 
I spontaneously combust.
 
Magus said:
I spontaneously combust.
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Well that wasn't smart, was it?

***You burst into flames***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....







Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.

Northern Verve said:
Look back at the way I came into the aisle
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You could swear you heard something with your finely-tuned super-hearing. Something big. Something to the... south.

Sure enough, a giant mechanical foot suddenly stomps through the roof in the southern part of the supermarket! The evil Professor Lupin "Wolf" Madblood is terrorizing the city again! You curse your decision to go shopping for groceries today. Even in the ensuing panic, you can't change out of your alter-ego here. There's too many people watching. If only you had someplace to...

That's it! A phone booth! How convenient! One quick change later (nobody ever notices, strangely), and you're off to stop Madblood's evil plans to the cheers of the city.



*** You have saved the city again ***





*** No, seriously, this city would be a smoldering crater hundreds of times over by now if it weren't for you ***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....







Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.
 
Eat the brightly covered aisle markers.
 
Magus said:
Eat the brightly covered aisle markers.
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The markers are too high up, but you manage to eat them anyway.

***The markers don't agree with you.***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....







Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.
 
Shoop Da Whoop said:
I say some random(but none inappropiate) phrases in Spanish, and I do say them well because I know Spanish as my native language.
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You decide to speak Spanish. The brunette quickly recognizes the language. She rushes over and starts kissing you (it is a romance language, after all). You realize that you two are meant to be. This truly is love! Then her boyfriend beats you up.

***Oh, well.***
But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....







Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.
 
Push the woman over and throw the trolley at her.
 
Godot said:
Push the woman over and throw the trolley at her.
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Since you've failed to specify which trolley, you simply throw both at her. Pale skin-tone shapes and sauce go everywhere. The brunette gets up and handcuffs you. She says she's an undercover cop and that you're under arrest for assaulting her.

***I'm not making another prison rape joke***
But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....







Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.

Utsuchao Reiuji said:
>look north by northwest
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You've been warned about looking towards the north by northwest end of the store. Moreso from this aisle. But you can't resist one look. And from where you're standing, you can see the Housewares department.

Unfortunately, the Housewares department can also see you. A bit of eye contact is all they need to recognize you as a former employee from the Groceries department, and thus, their mortal foe. With your trusty price gun at home and in disrepair after you left your job at the supermarket, you are unarmed and unable to defend yourself from the onslaught of price stickers that follows.

The phone booth, now covered in stickers marking it $5.95, sells quickly.
*** You have been price stickered to death ***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....






Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.

Shoop Da Whoop said:
I backstab Nabber, because stabbing and killing Nabber is fun.
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You win!

***A WINNER IS YOU***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....






Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.
 
Utsuchao Reiuji said:
>dress in style
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Rainbow Dash always dresses in style.
Rainbow Dash always dresses in style.
Rainbow Dash always dresses in style.
Rainbow Dash always dresses in style.
Rainbow Dash always dre-

SHUT UP!

***You kill yourself after watching My Little Pony G3***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....






Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.

Shoop Da Whoop said:
I rob a bank.
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You rob a water bank of all its water. You then decide to drink all the water. Your cells can't take the overwatering, and explode.

***You pop like a balloon***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....






Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.
 
Shoop Da Whoop said:
I act like a giraffe and eat a bicycle, at the same time.
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Giraffes don't eat bicycles. You decide to take harmonica lessons instead. The alphabet decides to convert to Greek.

***You die by surrealism***
But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....






Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.
 
Shoop Da Whoop said:
I eat a bicycle
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You decide to eat your bicycle. The one your grandfather passed down to you when you were a little boy. You sicken me.

***I kill you***
But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....






Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.

Northern Verve said:
Shine a flashlight on the metal of the Phone Booth
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You pull out your trusty flashlight and shine it on the phone booth. It glows and glows until Madame Clairvoya appears. You show her your brother's dropped items. "Yes" says the medium ghost. "You brother...has been kidnapped...by boos!" "Now that I have told you this, I can return to my body, the one that you stole".

***Madame Clairvoya kicks you out of her body and you become a spirit***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....






Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.
A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.
 
Help the lady with her shopping and then kill her boyfriend with the Phone Booth and Aisle.
 
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