The Marijuana Cop is after you! Created by Corn Man (all) State: Public AI: Prod 2.0 Went public on 8/23/2020 Number of attempts: 599 Number of wins: 16 Number of likes: 11 Record holder: koso in 17 turns on 8/28/2020

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(Thanks to Timi for testing the level.) --- https://www.plot-generator.org.uk/story/ "Annoying Quicksilver" A Short Story by Anon Quicksilver looked at the funky table in his hands and felt cool. He walked over to the window and reflected on his fun surroundings. He had always loved chill Blaze Town with its mutated, massive meadows. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel cool. Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of The Marijuana Cop! The Marijuana Cop was a funny figure with handsome toes and cute eyes. Quicksilver gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was an annoying, cool, coffee drinker with tall toes and hairy eyes. His friends saw him as an hilarious, handsome hero. Once, he had even helped an outstanding baby elephant recover from a flying accident. But not even an annoying person who had once helped an outstanding baby elephant recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what The Marijuana Cop had in store today. As Quicksilver stepped outside and The Marijuana Cop came closer, he could see the flabby glint in his eye. The Marijuana Cop glared with all the wrath of 6357 idiotic round rhinos. He said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want marijuana." Quicksilver looked back, even more lovely and still fingering the funky table. "Cop, I'm scared of you," he replied. They looked at each other with awesome feelings, like two mute, misty monkeys caring about each other at a very weird holiday, which had electronic music playing in the background and two smelly uncles bouncing to the beat. Suddenly, The Marijuana Cop lunged forward and tried to punch Quicksilver in the face. Quickly, Quicksilver sidestepped and The Marijuana Cop fell over. The Marijuana Cop's handsome toes trembled and his cute eyes wobbled. He looked great, his emotions raw like a moaning, melodic mug. Then he let out an agonising groan and fell asleep. Quicksilver went back inside and made himself a nice cup of coffee. THE END