A SMALL TOWN IN LATE TWENTIETH CENTURY AMERICA… APPROXIMATELY EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND SEVEN HOURS
Turn 2.2"Whoa.""Sir, you are a true American patriot."”Thank you boy. Let’s go be true American patriots together, eh.”"Whoa."Mr Chad Mitchell strides out of the house with his shotgun and his son, ready to take on the fake communist police for the glory of President Reagan.
Then he strides back in, muttering something about there being more than he expected, and quickly pulls down a pair of the M16s from his gun rack, and strides back out again.
"Whoa.""I guess... he means well...?"Well... grab a gun and follow the insane patriot, I guess. No need to be rude.
[1] Edith is the first to act, with the boys all apparently somewhat too occupied with thinking that this is awesome to actually be awesome themselves. Somewhat cautiously, and more out of a sense of politeness than of patriotic American resistance, she heads to the weapons rack, and panics a little, faced with the overwhelming choice.
She finally settles for what seems to be a large broomstick with an American flag stapled to the end. She walks out behind the madman with guns.
Grab a gun from the garage, preferably something american made. If no american made guns are available, just pick a gun at random.
[2] Richard stares with awe and wonder at the gun rack, full of American made guns. Pistols. Revolvers. Assault rifles. Shotguns. It’s
amazing. He spies what is clearly
a handmade by American hands spear. Visions of Yogically stabbing Communists through the face with a genuine American spear flash through his overexcited brain.
He takes it and walks out, feeling like a man for the first time in his life.
Go take a gun.
Wait until he's no longer paying attention, then make a run for it.
[5] Fisk is next. He appears to have… somewhat thought about this situation a little more than his Yoga comrades. He takes what seems to be a fully loaded three quarter size assault rifle and walks carefully out.
He walks out of the garage into the front yard of the Mitchell’s house. Beyond the short hedge that is the boundary of the property, there is the road. And on the far side of the road, forming a shallow circle in front of the house, there is a line of cop cars. Behind the cop cars kneel cops, with guns and megaphones. They’re all aiming at Mr Mitchell.
That was sudden, thinks Fisk.
Just then Chad Mitchell is distracted by a cop shouting through a megaphone for him to surrender and stop destroying innocent American cars.
Fisk takes his chances and runs for it, dashing across the yard, leaping over the hedge, and immediately being met by a hail of megaphone.
”STOP RIGHT THERE, BOY.”You mean I get to hold a gun? Like, a real one?
[6] Just then Jarvis walks out of the Mitchell residence into the front yard. He
thinks what he is carrying is a bazooka?
"Whoa."Jarvis Palkin; Red Belt And a Half
Mind: 2/3
Body: 2/2
Flexterity: 3/3
Moves: Deep Breath; Basic Splits; Tree Pose; Yogic Critical
Richard Wensley; Red Belt And a Half
Mind: 5/3
Body: 3/3
Flexterity: 2/2
Moves: Deep Breath; Basic Splits; Tree Pose; Peacock Pose
Fisk Balck; Red Belt And a Half
Mind: 3/5
Body: 2/2
Flexterity: 1/1
Moves: Deep Breath; Basic Splits; Tree Pose; Yogic Slap
Edit McKenzie; Red belt And a Half
Mind: 4/3
Body: 1/2
Flexterity: 3/3
Moves: Deep Breath; Basic Splits; Tree Pose; Yogic Critical
Reminder: your mission is to stop the bully bullying but you have inadvertently started a police siege.
(oh, and also to travel in space time, as the title suggests!)
Author
Topic: SPACETIME YOGAQUEST - Turn 3.7 - update 16th Feb (Read 27772 times)