Choose Your Own Adventures

It’s the damn Chinese isn’t it?

tiki god — Fri, 02 May 2008 14:31:20 +0000

perhaps, but we need better intelligence.
after all, china’s been having success with launches, perhaps they’ve been able to send something to the closes astroid belt and kick something our way

Is there a news blackout in progress?

tiki god — Fri, 02 May 2008 14:27:54 +0000

world news media blackout per SOP, yes
takes paper from intern:: thank you
hm, the national strategic space command has soem interesting data
apparently they have data that suggests this wasnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t a terrestial attack, but instead came from above.

far above.

You take a seat on the right side of the table

tiki god — Fri, 02 May 2008 14:23:26 +0000

Thank you.

At approximately 0900zulu the eastern seaboard of the united states of america was hit with what we assume are multiple high yield explosives. the results of this are still reverberating around the world, but the most immediate effect is that the US has no viable political command structure and the military has seen fit to take charge of the situation. However, what concerns me most is that weÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve received multiple reports that there is no radioactive fall out. For the destruction of this size, we would expect that this was a nuclear attack, so our earlier assumptions of either korean or iranian culpability are now being taken off the table, due to their lack of technological ability to land an attack of this magnitude using non radioactive weapons of this size.

Who Do We Suspect then?

ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s the damn Chinese isnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t it?

You take a seat on the left side of the table

tiki god — Fri, 02 May 2008 14:20:53 +0000

Thank you.

Is there a news blackout in progress?

Who do we suspect?

Turn And Run

tiki god — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 00:24:49 +0000

You decide it’s too much of a risk, there’s been too much weird stuff going on lately, and the military is involved now, so that doesn’t make your life any easier. So, turning the station wagon down a side road, you discover that the road is blocked with a large dumpster…thus making it neccessary to back out. You look in your rear view mirror, and you see three of the camoflaged military guys walking up beside your car. Hitting the car in reverse you speed out of the sidestreet, careening back onto the main road…where you mean that Abrams tank that you saw earlier. The 50 caliber gun on top opens up, turning your car into swiss cheese, leaving you bloody and dying…

END GAME

Greet the Nice Looking Marines with the Guns!

tiki god — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 00:23:21 +0000

You slow the car down, and creep forward to the tank, who’s main turret is omniously following your car’s approach. The military guys notice you, and pull their weapons to their shoulders, yelling out “Stop the car, and step out.” Seeing that you may not have much choice, you choose to comply, turning the car off, and opening the door. You look the military guy who ordered you out, and there’s a look in his eyes…. something that you just can’t place. He opens his mouth to speak, but nothing comes out…then suddenly all three of the armed men look at each other, all of them with their mouth hanging open like they’re trying to say something, but it’s just not coming out right. Then they turn to you, and all three pull their triggers. Automatic weapons don’t give very much opportunity for dodging you know…

END GAME

Race From Death

tiki god — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 00:22:09 +0000

As the 4 cylinder engine at your feet roars down the street, the Man In Grey runs back the other way that he came. What the hell is going on here? Why is that guy trying to kill you? All these thoughts and more are going through your mind when out of nowhere an Abrams tank appears ahead of you, with several military looking guys standing around it. If seems like they’ve had this road block up for a while. Suddenly you feel like you just want to get the heck out of this town….

Approach The Tank
Turn and Find another way out

Mish Mash, Take A Bath In BLOOD!

tiki god — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 00:17:39 +0000

You pull hard on the wheel again, this time facing the Man In Grey.Ã‚Â You lay the gas peddle down, and roar the two ton piece of steel directly at him.Ã‚Â Although your car is a two ton piece of steel, the front window is not made of anything so bullet proof, as the Man In Grey takes a lucky shot and you empty your mind for the last time.

END GAME

Hitting Doors Is Not Nice!

tiki god — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 00:16:44 +0000

Smacking the door with the palm of your hand as you pass, you hope that will throw the Man In Grey off your trail for a little while so you can get away from him. You race around the next corner, stopping between two parked cars, crouching down trying to catch your breath from the brief, if not strenuous, run. You look up for a moment after breathing, and notice the Man In Grey….right in front of you, obviously it was a bad ideas to stop so soon. His gun is drawn and pointed at your forehead. Opening his mouth to speak, he pulls the trigger, killing your final thoughts…

END GAME

Quack, Quack, You duck inside.

tiki god — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 00:16:23 +0000

You pull open the door, and run inside, jumping the nearest desk, you think “looks like a bank …” you crouch down behind the large desk, hoping beyond hope that the Man In Grey won’t see you in here, and will just keep going…but no such luck. You hear the door open, and within seconds, the desk that you’re hiding behind is flung to the other side of the room, and there stands the most fearsome man in the world…and he’s got a gun trained on you. Opening his mouth to speak, he pulls the trigger, ending any statement he may have said…

END GAME