RiffText/RiffText/Ryan/The metal detector!

A NOTE FROM THE RIFFERS OF RIFFS: We will not be doing any of this text adventure until we have some people willing to pitch in. How? Well, find a redlink on this text adventure, find the according regular page, edit it, ctrl-a, ctrl-c, go back to the redlink, ctrl-v, and change the links. It's that simple! {shoots self}

CHWOKA: This one I have a special spot reserved in my heart devoted to hatred for. You see, I asked, in a clever way, permission to use The metal detector, from Captcha, for MFT3k. However, while we were trying to get Bell Quest over with, Rayn comes along and steals it without even checking. I had to abandon it.

RYAN: Hello, friends, guys I like, and guys I hate! Now, what is this you ask? Why, I'm riffing an insanely long text fiction to find out how to do this riff stuff. Anyway, I've scouted for the WORST and most VILE text fictions, and I come across this.

You are Captcha you open your Metal detector to find something.

RYAN: I've opened my metal detector and found wires...

Ready to start level 1?

RYAN: No, I wanna skip to level forty-leven. What the hell do you think?

Yes!
No!

RYAN: Ok, I'm not dumb enough to press no, but I'll do it for kicks.