(( I'm vaguely hoping you run out of time before you succeed 
))
Right, let's get some cloth so that doesn't cut you...
Go get a few cloth items from somewhere (dresser if there's one, towels from the kitchen, or sheets from the beds) Hand one of them to Cromwell, keep the other for stopping the bleeding.
Description: A short, 29 year old woman. Has pale skin and medium length sea-green hair, tied back in a ponytail. Otherwise looks like she belongs in a library, not a deathmatch.
Reason for signing up: Was looking at bankruptcy and eternal ruin, or come die for the people's entertainment.
Stats:
Strength:1
Dexterity:3
Endurance:1
Speed:5
Intelligence:10
Luck:1
Will:2
Perception: 5
Inventory: Mystery cannon (1 point)
You hand some bedsheets to cromwell and keep some for yourself.
Yes, 15 T-shirts would be nice.
Alright, you put on 15 layers and start chugging beer. I give you 30 minutes before heat stroke sets in.
"Cromwell, Kriellya, Let me do it. I am an expert at glass-based combat."
Help cut off the finger.
"Well, maybe I'd have the strength if I still had my internal organs!"
Help NAV to cut this bloody finger off.
The Combined strength of Navarro and Cromwell prove to be more then enough to sever the pinky of an non-combative woman! So hurray for that. Kriellya seems surprisingly unaffected by the act and just wraps her hand in the cloth without a word.
5 points are deposited into Cromwell's Shackle.
Look at Shackle.
WHAT IS THIS CONTRAPTION.
It's a black megaman cannon that is attached to your left arm and extends up until just before your elbow. It has 5 triggers inside it, one for each finger.
BUT YOU SAID I WAS WATCHING THE SHOW FROM HOME
>GRAB BEERS FROM MY FRIDGE, SIT IN COMFIEST CHAIR IN MY HOME, AND CREEP ON THE ONLY FEMALE DMR CONTESTANT THROUGH THE TELEVISION
"AW YEAH BABY! SEMI-WILLING AMPUTATION GETS ME SO HOT!"
This is what you asked for.
This is what life is now.
((Lets see how much chaos I can ramp up. I will be happy if I can get some sort of cameo in the main game.))
Escape the house. Throw poop at random passerbys.
You hurl yourself through a window and begin throwing fecal matter at pedestrians. Less then a minute later, the Conformity police are on you like stink on a dead skunk and you've been tazered unconscious
Check the DMR site, see if there's an option to vote/propose new challenges for the contestants in that house.
Further check the news, see if there's anything major going on in the galaxy at large.
The DMR site does have a place to suggest things. Suggest anything, actually. Just type in what you want to see.
The news talks about lots of local stuff, but nothing galaxy related. (Gotta remember, back before the UWM existed, the inhabited worlds of mankind, as a result of the rapid pace of the second expansion, were often quite isolated from each other culturally and politically. They were islands of humanity with rare contact with each other and almost complete indifference to the existence of others. It's what made the early days of the Altered wars such a clusterfuck, since no one coordinated anything and it was just the flailing of each individual world.)
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