LOCATION : AMERICA, ILLINOIS, CHICAGO
TIME : 1930'S, THE STOCK MARKET CRASH
Your name is Rudolph, and you once worked for a large law attorney business, before the great depression came. You used to have all the money and wealth, but now, it's over as your stock drops and you were fired in order for the company to preserve it's money, and along with the Company that left you, your wife left you. Because of this, you started to do Cocaine, as it was a popular drug in Chicago. Soon, you were forced to sell your home in order to feed your frenzy and addiction. Now, you live on the streets, in debt with a great hunger for more drugs
You stand in a pub, alone with the bartender staring at you. In your pockets, you feel a bottle of beer that's still unopened. The air smells and tastes of must, alcohol, and sadness.
You sit down on the stool THAT WAS THERE, and take a good long swig of the beer in your pocket.
Achievement Unlocked!Goodbye Life, 5 exp gained!
You grab the stool, and then jump on the counter, almost slipping due to your drunkenness, and SLAM the bartender's head with the bar stool.
CRITICAL HIT!You deal 35 damage to the Bartender!
The bartender was struck down.
You gained 5 exp, and you found $5 in his pockets!
Oh, now you're fucked, the telepathic cops are after you now.
You walk outside, blinking as the light stings your eyes and then...
Police Officer :
Stop right there, criminal scum!You run back inside, pick up the bloodied stool, while the police officer follows behind.
You brandish the stool in a vicious posture towards the police officer, as he unholsters his pistol.
You attempt to toss the barstool in his direction to try and hurt him, but the cop's reflexes causes him to pull the trigger.
The police officer shoots you in the leg, dealing 7 damage!
The flying barstool hits the Police officer in the head, dealing 3 damage, and causes the pistol to fly out of his hands!
The barstool breaks after many moments of abuse, and then the police officer picks up one of the bloodied legs as a club.
Now you both are in melee combat stances.
I am sorry but my oath says I must disagree with Phantom, do this.>Commence battle with nudity and gibberish that sounds just a little like Arabic, when the police officer is dead, run into the street screaming for your mother, who you now belive is Raptor Jesus, and then run back inside, grab the pistol, run back outside and shoot random male passerby in the crocth before wetting yourself and jumping from a rooftop singing Reel Big Fish songs badly.
If you survive, face palm and repeat everything I just said.
Because I am too lazy to sprite, this is what happens, and you won't need imagery.
You have died. 
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Topic: Create-a-Venture : Adventure 2 [TURN 1, JANUARY 22ND 5023] (Read 5901 times)