This Game Will End In Four Turns
Well, the world is safe. Do nothing.
(5)
The mission of making sure the game ends is too important to be left up to chance. Ask around about if there's a secret sub-group with a back-up plan to make sure it ends.
(3) Your inquiries lead you to a cloaked man in a back alley. Now, he's not saying any such organization exists, but if one hypothetically did, their best way of ensuring the game's end would be to kill all the players. And if you wanted to hypothetically join them, helping them enact this hypothetical goal would be a good way to signal your (hypothetical) allegiance.
Continue preaching:
FORSOOTH, I DECREE THAT EGGPLANTS MUST RISE UP AGAINST VEGETARIANISM! Is vegetarianism cruel and unusual punishment? THUS FROM NOW FORTH MAN SHAN'T NOT EAT NO NOTHING EVER NEVER Will AGAIN be are but to for and FORKLIFTS SUDDENLY Raise up forks with their hydraulic sheep shearers. GENTLEMEN RUB MY GOAT’S HORN WITH THIS STEEL ICEPICK, THE MADAGASCAN ICEPICK MUST THINK OF STRAWBERRIES THAT TASTE LIKE SHIT BECAUSE IT NEEDS SaLt.
(3) People liked the first reading better; this one, audience members mutter, seems a bit random. Listeners begin to drift away.
Cry
(2) Crying in court is also illegal.
(5) You leap into the air and pull it into your arms before it can strike the wall. Nothing is left to obstruct your plan. But will you go through with it? Can you go through with it? Can you kick this living, breathing being, having held it in your arms and saved it from certain death?
YES
DROP KICK THAT BABY!
(1) The baby dodges your kick, lands on both feet, and strikes upward with the Thousand Rising Mountain Punch. You are sent flying into the air!
Go to bar, drink sorrows away.
(2) Bars are verboten per the New Prohibition. See Brewer Bob's action chain for more info.
Hunt down String Co for their Secret Time Travel Schematics.
(6) You've been too obvious. While you were hunting down String Co., they were hunting you; and so the first you take onto their secret temporal facility in the jungles of New York is met with a round to the head from a trained sniper. You die.