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Post by aleX on Oct 10, 2008 14:29:38 GMT -5
Trap:
As you claw at your throat, a band of vigilantes burst through the trees and slaughters all four of the velociraptors. You bleed to death from your own claws, however.
YOU HAVE DIED.
Wanna restart?
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Post by servant on Oct 10, 2008 14:34:10 GMT -5
Pffft, lame vigilantes. I'd have roundhoused kicked all of the velociraptors on my own anyway.
Sure. Let's try again. >>
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Post by discord on Oct 10, 2008 19:42:02 GMT -5
Sure.
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Post by aleX on Oct 11, 2008 15:06:32 GMT -5
Trap:
You are standing in the streets of New York. Your manager wants you to get some real pictures. The Amazing Spiderman just isn't amazing enough anymore. She want's you to take pictures of what the city is really like.
There is a subway entrance to the west, but it's closed. There are stairs to the underground subway to the north. Across the street, there is an ominous looking alleyway.
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Post by donald2 on Oct 14, 2008 11:57:51 GMT -5
I feel the walls, looking for any secret panels or... whatever. If nothing is found, I head back to the starting location with the Skeleton Knife
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Post by aleX on Oct 15, 2008 14:37:55 GMT -5
.twilight.:
You don't think there are any secret panels here, but there is an odd slit in the wall.
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Post by donald2 on Oct 16, 2008 11:59:46 GMT -5
I stick the knife in the crack, moving it up and down. Hopefully, Ill find or feel something.
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Post by aleX on Oct 16, 2008 17:28:20 GMT -5
.twilight.:
You hear a series of shouts. "Ow ow ow ow ow!! Would you please stop that?"
The wall suddenly has eyes and a mouth. It's glaring at you in a way that only a door can.... But then it sighs and swings outward.
"There. Happy now? Although... I wouldn't recommend going through there."
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Post by servant on Oct 16, 2008 17:28:56 GMT -5
I eye the subway and the ominous looking street.
Part of me tells me that the ominous looking street means nothing more than trouble. Of course, there's the question, "What would have occured if you'd gone there?!" that'd plague me forever until I'd go mad, so I decide to compromise.
I search my pockets for a coin. I'm sure I have some because I got some change while I was purchasing a hamburger just earlier. I flip the coin - Tails, I go to the subway. Heads, I leap into the ominous looking street.
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Post by aleX on Oct 17, 2008 10:37:00 GMT -5
Trap:
Tails. You think about it more, and, really... If it's an eagle, it shouldn't be "tails." It should be "feathers" or at least "plumage." Jeez... and these political bozos claim that they're politically correct.
You walk down the stairs into the subway. On your left are the empty tracks. You think you hear something squeek down there. On your right is a grimy tiled wall. There is trash all over the ground and what you think might be a homeless person. But, seeing as home is where the heart is, your real home is in your chest, so he must be doing okay....
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Post by donald2 on Oct 17, 2008 12:00:38 GMT -5
Staring in a a freaky way, I ask the wall "Hows it hanging my home-slice?"
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Post by servant on Oct 18, 2008 15:26:11 GMT -5
I eye the "homeless person" and decide to socialize.
"Ey, gov'na," I call to him, waving a hand quite amiably. I think so, anyway. "Wot yeh do'in' 'round 'dese pahts, eh?"
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Post by aleX on Oct 21, 2008 0:56:22 GMT -5
.twilight.:
It promptly replies, "Like a horse."
Trap:
No response.
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Post by donald2 on Oct 21, 2008 11:57:19 GMT -5
"Awesome my brotha from anotha motha. So what choo got hidin behind that body of yours?"
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Post by aleX on Oct 21, 2008 13:28:31 GMT -5
.twilight.:
"Oh, alright. Fine. The passage is safe... Just make sure you have proper lighting. There's a torch on the wall."
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao