

The Adventure Thread
Started by
Nick
, Oct 09 2009 08:55 PM
1973 replies to this topic
#1516
Posted 29 January 2010 - 08:37 AM
*You walk into the church, and walk up to the alter. You kneel down, and pray. You can't remember the last time you have prayed... this adventure has taken too long of your life..*
*As you pray... you suddenly feel very light-headed... you also feel a stabbing pain in your heart.*
*A voice whispers inside your head....*
Voice: He knows your alive... he knows your alive... he is going to kill you... Save yourself, and leave Franco. Do not follow the path of death... save yourself.. Leave Franco and do not save John... just save yourself...
*You jump in fear.*
You: Something is wrong...
*The church is completely empty. But the feeling of being watched, flurries all over you.*
*Someone... or something... is in that church with you.*
*As you pray... you suddenly feel very light-headed... you also feel a stabbing pain in your heart.*
*A voice whispers inside your head....*
Voice: He knows your alive... he knows your alive... he is going to kill you... Save yourself, and leave Franco. Do not follow the path of death... save yourself.. Leave Franco and do not save John... just save yourself...
*You jump in fear.*
You: Something is wrong...
*The church is completely empty. But the feeling of being watched, flurries all over you.*
*Someone... or something... is in that church with you.*
#1518
Posted 29 January 2010 - 09:05 AM
(They are waiting outside.
)
*The voices stop.*
*You figure that after this experience... you better leave.*
3 out of 5.
4:05 PM
Current Party: Doctor, Supermarket Assistant, Waitress.
Money Left: $400
Where will you go?
-Cafe
-Doctor's Office
-Police Station
-Supermarket
-Gas Station
-Apartment Building
-Church
-Hotel
-Strip Club & Brothel

*The voices stop.*
*You figure that after this experience... you better leave.*
3 out of 5.
4:05 PM
Current Party: Doctor, Supermarket Assistant, Waitress.
Money Left: $400
Where will you go?
-Doctor's Office
-Police Station
-Apartment Building
-Hotel
-Strip Club & Brothel
#1520
Posted 29 January 2010 - 11:40 AM
Sing the mexican national anthem while walking
Your leg falls off, revealing a bloody stump. You are losing a large amount of blood. You must find a way to escape....
> Drink blood
> Drink blood
#1521
Posted 29 January 2010 - 07:45 PM
*You walk over to the only other cafe in the town.*
*As you sing, the Doctor, Supermarket Assistant, and Waitress follow you, all dancing along.*
You: Mexicanos, al grito de guerra, el acero aprestad y el bridón. Y retiemble en sus centros la Tierra, al sonoro rugir del cañón. ¡Y retiemble en sus centros la Tierra, al sonoro rugir del cañón!
*A sign on the cafe door reads "Closed"*
*As you sing, the Doctor, Supermarket Assistant, and Waitress follow you, all dancing along.*
You: Mexicanos, al grito de guerra, el acero aprestad y el bridón. Y retiemble en sus centros la Tierra, al sonoro rugir del cañón. ¡Y retiemble en sus centros la Tierra, al sonoro rugir del cañón!
*A sign on the cafe door reads "Closed"*
#1522
Posted 29 January 2010 - 08:19 PM
train the cannon on the door
Your leg falls off, revealing a bloody stump. You are losing a large amount of blood. You must find a way to escape....
> Drink blood
> Drink blood
#1523
Posted 29 January 2010 - 09:56 PM
*As you enter, you see an old man sitting in a chair. The place is filled with spiderwebs.*
Old Man: Who are you?
Old Man: Who are you?
#1524
Posted 30 January 2010 - 12:48 AM
"Pedro tiene un perro. El perro come su comida. En su casa, Pedro juega con su perro."
Your leg falls off, revealing a bloody stump. You are losing a large amount of blood. You must find a way to escape....
> Drink blood
> Drink blood
#1525
Posted 30 January 2010 - 12:59 AM
*The old man pulls out a shot gun, and lays it on the table.*
Old Man: I don't think you know who I am. *gives you a mean glare*
Old Man: I don't think you know who I am. *gives you a mean glare*
#1527
Posted 30 January 2010 - 06:09 AM
Old Man: My name is Sal Gurano. Obviously your some damn tourist. Because a regular citizen would know better than to come and see me. I'm an "accused" Mexican drug lord. So I suggest you turn around, and leave.
#1529
Posted 30 January 2010 - 09:01 AM
*After spitting on the man, you walk into the small hotel. A nice lounge area provides jazz music.*
*You see a teenage girl sitting across from you.*
*You see a teenage girl sitting across from you.*