Reassemble and fortify mind in preparation for second attempt.
[3]
You are sorta ready. Sorta.
Escape somehow
[6]
You escape with the help of your fellow inmates, becoming the most wanted person on the planet. Ransom: 200 million dollars.
"Where's my wife?!
And why am I in Tijuana?!?"
Flip the fuck out.
[2]
You remain calm and collected, apologize to your wife and book a flight home.
Wah Wah Wah I met a nice girl, had a flawless relationship, got married and had 8 children, but the moment I wake up Tijuana, SOMETHING'S WRONG.
Well, glad I didn't try that with my arm. Didn't need the cannon anyway.
SAMPLE FREE-FLOATING CHOCOLATE!
[5]
The avatar grants you a piece. It is like the best chocolate ever, stolen from a universe where the Swiss took over the planet.
Find somewhere more decent than Tjunana.
[3]
You go to Rio de Janerio in under a second through some mechanism you don't remember making.
Return to base. Convince one of these survivors to try DRUNK SCIENCE so I may observe the effects thereof on another person. Performing Science on Science: Meta-science!
[6]
You figure getting them drunk first is important, so you both engage in the booze drinking. Yeah, you can guess what happens shortly after. DRUNK METASCIENCE!
You wake up with a hard-light notepad, which contains (but is not limited to:)
-A blurry picture of a makeshift lab made of beer cans, a computer and 2 pounds of bacon grease
-Drawings of potatoes, cheese and a penis
-The code to DF 1.0 in ancient Mongolian
-some scribble involving that 'time with the pyramids and 'trolling' the ancient mexicans'
-a sticker of a dinosaur made from dinosaur skin
-the complete DNA code for some weird ass shit
-a picture of you and friend killing 90% of life on earth during the Permian period