> What next, Tina?

What next, indeed.
You need to figure out your new sylladex pretty soon. You know this. But you want to get back to your room and check for messages first. Besides, there's no better way to get used to a new sylladex than captchaloguing random shit in your bedroom.

You retrace your way back up the stairs and into your room. Checking pesterchum reveals a message had been sent. 2/2 on perfect timing, it seems.
You click to open the message.

That sucks! Back to it though, you suppose.
You stand from your desk and observe your sylladex.



It's empty, with nine cards available and currently set to Stack. First in, Last out. FILO. And many other names it goes by.
Actually, FILO is a pretty cute name. You make a mental note to remember it.

There's only one way to test a sylladex. You captchalogue your sBurb game disks off your desk.



That was easy. What else is there you can captchalogue?
You look around your room. It's filled with many objects. Many, many perfectly-captchaloguable items.

You clamber over your bed, unskillfully and unmaking it in the process, and reach the ever-elusive other side of your room. A never-before seen accomplishment.



The Wall of Your Friend's Art stands before you, a bookshelf full of rocks to your left, and a bedside table to your right. The bedside table is covered in various pencils and a sketchbook. A stick is propped against the wall behind it.

You captchalogue a Beautiful Portrait.



Fantastic. Now, you can carry pictures of your friends around everywhere, like a shitty wallet. Just like you always wanted.
You captchalogue a few more pictures.



Then you captchalogue the stick.



And then a rock from the bookshelf.



Wonderful.
Well, the sylladex seems in tip-top condition. What's next on the chopping block?