((Then it is decided! Also, Sabertooth, that had me crying.
))
Get some pizza and eat. Use a knife and fork, because I'm classy like that. Start texting friends about slumber party.
[4] You go into the kitchen to get some pizza, but you encounter someone, likely one of Stan's many friends, and see that he is clearly installing surveillance equipment all over the kitchen and having a hard time doing so. You grab the pizza and the silverware and promptly leave the scene. You crash on the couch in the home theater, where two more of Stan's friends are playing an old video game and another one is rapping. You see a blue package on the ground next to the one that's rapping. Just as you text your BFFL, you see a person whom you can only presume to be Mr. Dudley firing rounds out of his handgun into the air. Almost immediately after that, an unspeakable horror pulls itself out of the TV and makes a noise that sends chills up your spine. The lights then flash off for roughly six seconds and then turn back on. Quite a story to tell that BFFL, huh?
((Me too.))
Start rappin'.
"Questin' fo' glory, mah lil' dorf man
doing whatever a lil' dorf man can,
but he'll never forget his shitty life of regret,
all the expectations he always failed to met,
armored by cardboard, armed with a fork,
not realizin' he's not threatening but looks like a dork.
He lives in his small, fairy tale world,
driving people around to madness tenfold,
his life? Pointless. His achievments? None.
His parents prolly regret that he was done,
he is truly the bad, the worst basket case,
coz' he'll never even get to second base."
[4] Your excellent freestyle compliments the loud music on full blast. You spit fire so hot, that Mr. Dudley comes up from the basement to see why there is all this loud music. Needless to say, he is impressed with your dope lyricisms.
"Now THAT is tight, little man!" he says.
"Tighter than some of the sticky situations that me and my boys were in in 'Nam. If only they were here to witness it. I'LL MISS YOU BOYS!"The grizzled veteran pulls out his M1911 handgun and shoots it into the air while he pours liquor all over himself and yells. The bullets tear through the ceiling of first floor. Just as Mr. Dudley's M1911 runs out of ammo, an otherworldly
thing pulls itself out of the TV screen. It makes a noise that rivals your music in terms of loudness. The electricity goes out for five, maybe six seconds before returning.
Now finally do what I came to the kitchen to do
ACTION SECRET
AND I WOULD LIKE A CONTINUEATION OF THAT RAP GAME. I DIDN'T GET TO REALLY DO ANYTHING.
[2] You do what you came to the kitchen to do, but because of the lack of viewpoints, it takes you a little long. While you are doing so, a human adolescent female enters the room. She very clearly sees and acknowledges what you are doing, but seemingly pays it no mind as she gets some pizza and some cutlery. She leaves almost as quickly as she came. Not long after you finish, you hear another loud shriek as you see Urist McRichard tumble down the stairs. All the power goes out momentarily during the chaos.
[3] The kitchen is scant in appliances that can be readily made into a weapon.
Complete game.
[1] You try your hardest, but the game will not be beaten. Unfortunately for you and Steven, static begins to occlude the TV screen. You try to fix it by turning off the PS5, but nothing happens. You unplug the TV, but it still has the static on the screen. Suddenly, the screen turns a solid red and a large clawed hand reaches out from the TV and grabs the floor. A large, scaly thing pulls itself out of the television. It has the head of a human being, but with large, clicking mandibles and no skin. Its eyes glow a bright purple. Its body was that of a turtle with a black, smooth shell. Its gray skin hangs in great loops from the holes in the shell. Its ten legs were similar to those of a spider, except each ended in a hoof. Its four thick, muscular arms were covered in short spines. It lets out a horrific shriek before speaking.
"AT LAST, I HAVE BEEN RELEASED INTO THE EARTH REALM! I SHALL MAKE THIS WORLD MY DOMAIN AND ITS PEOPLE MY SLAVES! LET ALL FEAR THE MIDNIGHT DEVIL, MASTER OF THOSE COUNTRY KIDS THAT SUMMONED ME THAT ONE TIME, WHO SOUGHT TO WORSHIP ME ONLY TO BE ANSWERED IN DEATH!"The lights go out and you can see its gleaming purple eyes shine in the darkness. The lights turn back on after what seems like an eternity of staring into the
Endless Midnight.
Take the blade of his tin foil sword and bend it over. If he still wants to fight, activate a smoke grenade and slip back into the room. Then, If he doesn't slam into it like a fool, tell the two beefy cultists, "He shall not be smote yet. Restrain him here, I have a plan for him when I return."
As long as Urist is taken care of at the end of this, I'll tell my cultist to continue on with the firecrackers, and once again I'll attempt to go outside and turn off the power.
[6]Urist McRichard: For the mountainhome!The Legendary Weaponsmith swings his «☼Mĺgmozmatul Sárek Okbod☼»!The strike is interrupted!The «☼Mĺgmozmatul Sárek Okbod☼» is deformed.You counterstrike!You punch the Legendary Weaponsmith in the lower body!It is a gelding strike!The Legendary Weaponsmith is propelled by the force of the blow!The Legendary Weaponsmith collides with an obstacle.The Legendary Weaponsmith's upper body takes the full force of the impact, bruising the fat through the aluminum foil!The Legendary Weaponsmith's lower body takes the full force of the impact, bruising the fat through the aluminum foil!The Legendary Weaponsmith's right upper leg takes the full force of the impact, bruising the fat through the aluminum foil!The Legendary Weaponsmith's left wrist takes the full force of the impact, bruising the fat through the aluminum foil!The Legendary Weaponsmith's right lower arm takes the full force of the impact, bruising the fat through the aluminum foil!The Legendary Weaponsmith's left lower arm takes the full force of the impact, bruising the fat through the aluminum foil!The Legendary Weaponsmith's right ear takes the full force of the impact, exploding into an unrecognizable mass!The Legendary Weaponsmith is knocked unconscious!Urist McRichard swings lunges at you with his mighty blade, but you swiftly grab his hand before it can reach you. You bend his blade and then punch Richard in the balls so hard, that he flies to the end of the hall and tumbles right down the staircase. The two beefy cultists move downstairs to subdue the unconscious Urist.
[4] The cultist with the firecrackers heads downstairs to proceed with your plan, but finds that the door to the armory/den is open and that Mr. Dudley is nowhere to be found.
[4] You head outside and find a big box. You remove its lid and find a big lever that is in the "ON" position. You swiftly move it to the "OFF" position and the lights in the house go off for exactly seven seconds, and then turn back on.
Critique the food served to us. Complain loudly about the food, regardless of its quality. Brag about my skills to anyone nearby.
(I'd add dialogue, but I'm pfp and can't type much)
[2] You try to navigate to the kitchen to find food to critique, but you manage to find your way to the stairs for some reason. Just then, a large ball of flesh that seems to be wrapped in aluminum foil barrels down at you like the boulder in Indiana Jones. You are unable to escape in time and are crushed by the mass. Two beefy gentlemen in robes step on you as the grab the mass by its arms and legs. You hear a horrific screech that sounds like what a T-Rex might sound like and the lights go out. They come back on almost immediately.
EDIT: Too many typos
EDIT 2: Forgot one of poketwo's SECRET ACTIONS
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