>This is obviously a holy place. Prostrate yourself before your Mushroom Lords, who have given you the gifts of sweet, delicious evolution and precious bodily fluids.
Oh great and generous Mushroom Lords, bright with EVOLUTIONARY rays and whose sacrifice has given us MASS, this one gives thanks to you.
>Remember that you haven't given yourself a NAME
You recall you decided you were bad at coming up with names, but you suppose it might be handy if you were to start talking about yourself in the third person.
What is your name?
>Use your newly obtained fingers to craft imaginary friends from mushrooms.
These mushrooms do not look imaginary in the slightest! The concept of using real mushrooms to make imaginary friends is so utterly ridiculous it is coming close to causing you physical pain.
Your attempts to imagine a world where you did not have this idea are unsuccessful.
>Go back and fish out the Golden Plaque. Erect it in your new Mushroom Shrine in hopes that its alien powers will help grow more mushrooms. After all the room you found it in was full of mushrooms. Also it is yellow and so is the goo that is so very tasty. Having made these strides in thought, establish REASONING and PHILOSOPHY. They will be of use when you later begin forming ideas of RELIGION.
VERB which SUBJECT?
>If you're happy and you know it, CLAP your (newly evolved) hands.
Unfortunately you're only CONTENT.
>Smell things.
MUSHROOMS smell damp and earthy.
AMBER FLUID smells salty.
ROCKS smell like ROCKS.
>Consume everything! Evolve again!
You've decided it is time to strip the place of everything edible again. With gusto!
The MUSHROOMS almost got the better of you. Only the STRANGE MUSHROOM remains.
You go to finish the job.
It had quite a kick to it.