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[mainiac]

American's don't wait for the army.  Americans start the fighting on their own so the army can dramatically appear at the pivotal moment!

[Virex]

Grab a hold of your Thompson, enter the bank and say you're there to deposit some cash.

[WorkerDrone]

Show them you mean business.

American business.

[Cheddarius]

Chug the water and urinate on the book.

[Enzo]

Chug the water and urinate on the book.

The book is currently far away, and clearly about to do something frightening.

[Jackrabbit]

You walk up to the bank tellers window. Hello? Hello? Anybody? No?

Damn it, you'd expected this. Then, it hits you. You told the book you were going to the bank. Oh fucking goddamn it. Okay, plan, plan, plan... you walk outside and spray your Tommygun all over the damn place. The plan is that you murder each and every one of those bastards who had the audacity to ruin this glorious American day. You reload and head back into the bank to get your bearing. In front of you is the row of desks where transactions take place. Behind that is the break room, the manager's office and what look like stairs to the upper levels. The vault, you recall, is in the manger's office. You'll probably have a hell of a time getting in there.

In the past and present, occupying time and space in a way that would make Einstein scream with terror and frustration, a low grumbling emits from what should be a book, but can no longer be look at properly from any regular angle unless the looker wishes to bring upon himself pain, suffering, insanity and death.

Something is forming.

But of course, you know nothing about this, and make shadow puppets on the walls for about three minutes. You giggle all the while.

What do you do?

Wounded:
Left arm (deep scratch) (bandaged) (scabbed over)

Wearing:
Mask of Sensibility
Even more stained but still sensible pants
Sensible shoes

Inventory:
Wallet ($90)
Wrist Watch (12:21)
Valium (too much)
Scum
Sock ($1000)
Colt 45 (0/0)
Babe Ruthless (PATRIOTIC) (proficient) (bayonet)
Backpack (5 clips - Thompson) (Rations - unAmerican (4))
Water bottle (full)

Wielding - Thompson (left hand - standing down) (average) (30/4)

Mental State:
Haha, a deformed rabbit. That's my favorite.

[Pandarsenic]

My, my. Look at the time, it's about valium o'clock.

[Jackrabbit]

You start DO NOT
ANOMALYBUT WHERE
EEETHEREEEE NO YES DO IT HWO FOREEV
BERUN IT BURN MELT IT
HASPEED SLAUGHTER SCREAM WATCH SCREAM WATCH

Goodness. This movie's reel appears to have been tampered with. You, Sam Drocson, munch on your popcorn in a degected manner. The movie was getting really good too. What are all these words? What do they mean?

What are you going to do?

[Pandarsenic]

Munch more popcorn.

And hey, didn't we resolve the whole communist/reel issue at the start of the thread?

[Wimdit]

Do what the movie says.

SCREAM WATCH SCREAM WATCH

And if there's anyone around, SLAUGHTER!

[Jackrabbit]

Murder does not LOCATED

SKREE
MENONTON
喊叫
यह
VA
крещя
EGLISH
EGSHIN
ENGLISH
WATCH IT SCREAM IT WILL SCREAM
THEN BEGIN

Light is flashing. Where are - oh woah. You're standing on a plain, a big one, and it's impossible to... oh God, your head, you need to look away, it burns... flashing images, each more terrible than the last, a child, screaming as it dies in an unspeakable way, the sky, covered with a thick substance that burns where it touches the earth, a... movie theater bursting into flames as all within die? Others, worse ones. And over the top of them all, burning, are the words Who are you? and We are coming.

You wake up. It is 12:21, you are in America and the world is ending. Outside, five small demons with horrendous amounts of teeth gallop towards you.

You pop some Valium, down it with water, shoulder your gun and giggle. And wait.


What do you do?

Wounded:
Left arm (bandaged) (scabbed over)

Wearing:
Mask of Sensibility
Even more stained but still sensible pants
Sensible shoes

Inventory:
Wallet ($90)
Wrist Watch (12:21)
Valium (too much)
Scum
Sock ($1000)
Colt 45 (0/0)
Babe Ruthless (PATRIOTIC) (proficient) (bayonet)
Backpack (5 clips - Thompson) (Rations - unAmerican (4))
Water bottle (full)

Wielding - Thompson (left hand - standing down) (average) (30/4)

Mental State:
A blunt razor...

[Org]

>Wield BABE RUTHLESS. The Soviet Commoblumbolist Demons shall pay for their anti-capitamericanismlistic ways. PAY WITH THEIR BLOOD.

[Criptfeind]

Shot them with your gun, this will show them why they lost WWII.

[Wimdit]

Hang on. Reality is screwed up. It seems to expect you to scream. Do not. Approach this with calm deliberation and murderous, yet restrained, rage.

And don't answer the question about who you are.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

This is getting really good.

[Enzo]

Answer, "I AM AN AMERICAN, GODDAMN IT! BRING IT ON COMMUNIONISTS"

>Wield BABE RUTHLESS. The Soviet Commoblumbolist Demons shall pay for their anti-capitamericanismlistic ways. PAY WITH THEIR BLOOD.

Do this as soon as they near melee range, unload clips until then.