>A group of people? Pishaw. Everyone knows interviews go far better when they're one-on-one. Kick in the the door, capture the prettiest looking one, and run off with her/him to a secluded location for maximum interviewing potential.
edited 26th Jul '11 9:10:25 PM by MacDuffy
AXTE INCAL AXTUCE MUN
> Say "I'm here to interview and break washing machines, and I'm all out of washing machines!"
I didn't write any of that.
A Sadist RP-er
<Take a seat beside the dude with a hat>
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.
The dude with a hat asks for a cigarette.
vigilantly taxonomish
Um... ^_^;
Really sorry about the massive pause. I'm doing this again. For real this time.
>Crash through window to make an awesome entrance!
Hai-yEEEEOUCH!
Lousy stupid goddamn Perspex!
> Say "I'm here to interview and break washing machines, and I'm all out of washing machines!"
You barge in, disturbing a scene which you would have sworn could only be a deliberate allusion to Edward Hopper's famous 1942 oil painting, Nighthawks, if this were a work of fiction, which of course it isn't.
You proclaim your intentions to the room with great gusto.
You grab the redheaded woman at the bar and attempt to carry her away.
In an instant, everyone else in the room is pointing a gun at you.
The woman suggests that you reconsider your planned abduction.
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Faith in the self.
> Wield the woman as a weapon
"My life is my own" | If you want to contact me privately, please ask first on the forum.
Indeed.
> Surrender and try to start over. Your health is too low for another fight right now.
Despite my screen-name, ranting to you about One Piece is not my top priority.
cannot into space
>Hide under the counter, holding the woman as a shield in front of me while I try to retrieve or grab a weapon.
Go play Kentucky Route Zero. Now.
> Check inventory... any guaranteed-escape items?
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
vigilantly taxonomish
You dive under the counter, using the woman to as a shield. She flails about, insisting very strongly that you let her go. Insisting with her elbow against your jaw, in fact. That hurts!
There are no weapons down here. You're going to have to check your inventory.
> Check inventory... any guaranteed-escape items?
You search frantically through your backpack. Your bizarre household weapon looks woefully inadequate in comparison to those guns. Aside from that, you have a small ball of string, two rubber bands, a USB drive, a Biro, your key, a sachet of sugar, 55p, a shopping list, a yo-yo, and a map of your apartment on the back of an old Toblerone wrapper.
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> Take note of condiments on tables- see if you can replace your Tabasco once your heat's died down
> Ingest Sugar for a Speed boost
> Fire rubber band at dishes to cause an escape-covering distraction
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
vigilantly taxonomish
> Take note of condiments on tables- see if you can replace your Tabasco once your heat's died down
The diner doesn't have any Blazing Inferno Hellfire Sauce, alas. Your hopes weren't high. That is seriously hardcore stuff; few places stock products of such quality.
> Ingest Sugar for a Speed boost
You swallow the sugar.
Your Sprint meter slightly increases. Your Adrenaline meter, already full to bursting, goes into HYPER MODE.
In Arial, in block capitals. SO HARDCORE.
> Fire rubber band at dishes to cause an escape-covering distraction
You launch one of the bands at a stack of dishes, toppling them onto two of the guys with the guns.
You abscond the hell outta there, your hyperactive Adrenaline meter giving you an extraordinary speed boost. A bullet whistles past your head, punching a hole in the toughened glass door.
You don't stop running until you are absolutely certain you are no longer being followed. Your heart is still pounding heavily in your chest, and you have absolutely no idea where you are.
All things considered, you've had more successful interviews.
Now what?
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>Well, all that running is sure to have made us hungry. Let's find a place to eat lunch!
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> Head over to the chocolate bar tree and ignore the implausibility.
Always hiding my keys in the bug bucket, you bastard dog.
Harlot
>Follow the sound of traffic to what will hopefully be a place you can rest.
At the end of the game, both the king and pawn go back in the same box.
same old me
>Break out into a tired dance
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean
> Check classifieds for other opportunities.
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?
vigilantly taxonomish
You do a little dance, but your heart isn't in it.
>Follow the sound of traffic to what will hopefully be a place you can rest.
You follow the sound of the traffic out of the alleyway. You don't come to this part of town very often.
There's a Trauma Inn over there, but with only 55p on you, there's no way you can afford to stay there, and there's no way you're going to be able to afford a meal, either.
>Well, all that running is sure to have made us hungry. Let's find a place to eat lunch!
You guess maybe you can pick up something from this store to keep you going. You pay Summit and Uvver a visit.
The selection here seems kinda limited:
Toblerone - £1.20
Crunchie - 55p
Walkers Ready Salted - 45p
Bananas (bunch) - £1.50
Apple - 30p
Bread - 70p
Zzzzzzzzzz
Buy an apple
...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.
> Check healing abilities of each item
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>Take a Toblerone and just walk out of the store. You're an Internet commentator, you don't have to pay for this peasant garbage.
> Consider the result of your most previous antisocial act
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>Examplidentify Ignored Epiphany.
At the heart of the world...
> All the abscond, b***hes.
> Nighthawks! Examplidentify Art Imitates Art!
Do you highlight everything looking for secret messages?