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| 02 Dec 2012 07:33 PM |
You, gruntingly, lift yourself up from the table, and pick the Joker, as you feel like that you were a funny guy once. All at once, you find yourself feeling rather odd, and just sort of clutch onto the table, your energy draining. With your eyes lapping to sleep, a masculine voice from above shouts at you. "You! Get to your miserable feet, and move!" He shouts, and you pulling to get back upwards, find it rather hard. "Now that's like it! You'll find a few items that you might want to have, and then a guard shall escort you from your miserable life." He says, still pretty much a shout the whole time. A few items drop from above, clattering on the floor. There is a green and purple stripped jacket, some blue athletic shorts, and an wrapped object. "Put that clothing on, and just take the object, do not open it." The voice sounds oddly familiar, and you simply want to cringe at it. Your stomach hurts in remembrance, but the fog continues to cloud your mind.
The ceiling remains open.
"Contemplate your action, wisely. It will effect your future, and your past. You have no future, and you have no past. You are only here for a reason, and that reason is not important. You are important, but you do not know it."
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:37 PM |
| I put on the clothing, and wait for further instruction. |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:38 PM |
| The voice seems giddy with excitement, but that's really no surprise as of the over zealous welcome. "Well, well! Seems your following instructions nicely! Now, if you would pick up that box there, and open the door, and walk through the hallway, you can help yourself to some food, if you open the door to the end of the hallway." |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:41 PM |
| "Seems like today must be going your way" I tell the voice as I continue down the hallway towards the door. |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:42 PM |
| "Well, kindly put, it hasn't really. But imagine this, I might actually get a payraise if I can do this correctly!" He says, as you reach the door. |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:43 PM |
| I just sigh and open the door. "How are you talking to me anyways? Coms?" |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:45 PM |
| "That's right!" You find yourself at a table, with a basket of chicken fingers and fries, and a couple slices of pizza, with some lemonade to wash it down with. |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:48 PM |
(Oh, so this is Modern? I had a whole different aspect of this. XD)
I eat and drink the lemonade.
"Well. . . . what now?" |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:50 PM |
[Maybe, maybe not. Depends on what you do.]
"Oh, would you like to continue on, or just rest a bit? Whenever I eat it makes me rather sleepy, and I take a nap, and I don't wish to discomfort you." |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:51 PM |
| "Err. . . . I think I'll proceed. I stilll have questions about this whole place. . . ." I say. |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:52 PM |
| A door opens to the left of you. |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:54 PM |
As I walk through the door, a smile crosses my face.
"You really are throwing the hard challenges at me. I don't think I'll be able to make it through." I say sarcastily. |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:55 PM |
| Walking through the door, you are presented with two options. A doorway leading to the exit, which looks desert-y, or climbing up through the ladder. "Climb up the ladder, please." |
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| 02 Dec 2012 07:57 PM |
| "Why would you tell me to do that when there's a plain door the says "exit" above it? I'm not blind." |
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| 03 Dec 2012 06:25 PM |
| "It's.. a wasteland. You agreed to the program! Returning is only worse!" Something snaps in your mind. You remember three distinct memories. One is strolling down a lane, rifle in hand, patrolling a waste city. The next one was you in a bleak room, with about four others, and one who was asked to sign. She refuses, and her life is ended by a pistol. The rest of you reluctantly resign. And the final one, its rather indistinct, but you can remember hungry, drooping looking faces, each one pleading? Begging? |
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| 04 Dec 2012 08:56 PM |
| "What are you going to do if I try to leave?" |
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| 04 Dec 2012 08:59 PM |
| "Nothing. It's your free choice, but it can lead onto prosperity, or eventual death of you. You can live forever, on those four items! And we can always replace them when your time is up on them!" |
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| 04 Dec 2012 09:11 PM |
| "Do me a solid sometime. I'll listen to you." I ascend up the ladder. |
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| 04 Dec 2012 09:13 PM |
| "Alrighty. You should be on the lift, and then you'll find instructions. If you need or want anything, don't be afraid to ask! I need to go off my shift, but nice talking to you. And if you need a bit clearer on the directions part, there should be a pamplet explaining this. Bye!" The man clicks off. Rising to the lift, its a typical barn lift. However, you notice some instructions placed on the table. |
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| 04 Dec 2012 09:14 PM |
I examine the instructions.
(Check you messages.) |
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| 04 Dec 2012 09:17 PM |
| Looking through the instructions, it really doesn't make much sense. Connect your card, apparently the Joker, with one of the items in the brown box, and you'll be magically teleported to somewhere. |
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| 04 Dec 2012 09:19 PM |
| Glace around & observe my surroundings. |
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| 04 Dec 2012 09:21 PM |
| It's still the same lift. Maybe you open the package, take the items, and place them with the card? |
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| 04 Dec 2012 09:22 PM |
Sure. . . .why not.
Darn you, floodcheck. |
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