Turn 3: WHAT KIND OF PRISON IS THIS???
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Pray for assistance from the pole god against those who do not believe (The guards). Aquire sunglasses.
1) Twenty guards is not something somebody can just take on alone, so you try to pray to your pole god, but with your arm bent like that, you can't really put your hands together... The guards decide to beat you up while you're trying to get your bent arm to cooperate, 6) but while you're trying to pray, you accidentally fall down, making every guard trip over you, fall into the jail cell, and somehow get packed in like a can of sardines. around this time you finally get your hands together and the bars bend back together, trapping the guards inside. you get up and look around.
"Hey... where did everyone go?" you ask yourself. you spot a pair of sunglasses on the ground and pick them up. they are triangle shaped and one of the lenses are broken. you put it on, looking awesome.
OMGWTFBBQ?
ok then.
Heal all of my wounds by licking myself in the sore areas!
1) apparantly inspired by cats, you decide to lick your wounds clean, but apparantly your saliva is made of acid, melting your entire arm off of your body. WHAT KIND OF PRISON IS THIS??? oh yeah, and you're going to die soon if you don't stop bleeding.
Find The One Ring in one of my yet-unexamined clothing folds, shoes or body cavities.
6) after finding that cigar in your pocket, you decide to see what else you have. you have a crossbow made of toilet paper without any bolts, a lighter, a nailfile, and a ring with a large diamond in the shape of a "1". you wonder what it's all about when you come to a jailcell full of guards with a man in an orange jumpsuit and a bent arm standing in front of it.
There has to be a kitchen somewhere. Find it and take all the cakes, muffins, cookies and any other candy I can find.
3) you start looking around for a kitchen... nope, you're not in a kitchen. hmmm. maybe over there. nope, that's just a jailcell. that's a jailcell, that's a jailcell, that's a jailcell, that's a....
HmH
orange Jumpsuit, Iron Pole, Sparkling cigar, Crossbow made of toilet paper, lighter, nailfile, "1" ring.
Flint, Prophet of the Pole God (Flintus10)
orange Jumpsuit, triangle shaped shades with one lense broken
Mind, The Candy Man (Mindmaker)
orange Jumpsuit, some Metal-flavored candy
Sam (maxicaxi)
Yopacka the Cat (MrNuke)
Spit made of acid, no right arm, extreme pain and bloodloss
I just realized something...
EXTREME!!!!there now the turn is complete