Print

Please login or register.
1 Hour 1 Day 1 Week 1 Month Forever
Login with username, password and session length

[Kadzar]

You are a sky hobo, a celestial vagrant, living aboard Zeppelin City, a magnificent floating city hoisted several thousand miles above the earth by the many airships fastened together to form its structure. And it is your goal to bring about it's destruction.

Of course, you need to go about this subtly. There are lots of guards around that will shoot you dead if you start hacking away at the cities supports (not that that would do you any good, and whatever you do, you'll have to find a way to get off the city alive before it falls apart.

What do you do, Sky Hobo?

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Hobo rags (worn)
Ratty top hat (worn)
Several bottles of booze
Hobo Harpoon Gun

[Nega]

So basicly, it's being a Hobo in Columbia? AWESOME! 

[Kadzar]

Well, it's based off of a sample character from Spirit of the Century, but that works too.

[Yoink]

>Go to the pub.

[Roboboy33]

I thought this was gonna be about a hobo on crack jumping from cloud to cloud collecting rusty bolts. Not sure why.

>Look around, foo.

[Urist Imiknorris]

>Panhandle outside pub, preferably with a sign saying "Will Challenge You to a Drinking Contest if You'll Buy the Drinks," and see if anyone will get you drink money/drunk.

[Phantom]

>Enlist in the Air Corps to work with Sky Captain and see the World of Tomorrow.

[Kadzar]

>Go to the pub.

You enter the Leaky Pigeon, a dingy, musty which appears to be a bit crowded this afternoon. The bartender yells at you from behind the bar across the room. "Oi! I see ya, ya filthy vagabond! Ye ain't getting in 'ere lessen ya ready ta pay back yer tab!"

You quickly scram out the door. There's no way you're getting back in there any time soon: you've racked up a sizable tab at this establishment drinking an ungodly amount of alcohol, and the bartender knows your face.

I thought this was gonna be about a hobo on crack jumping from cloud to cloud collecting rusty bolts. Not sure why.

>Look around, foo.

Why rusty bolts?

Anyway, you look around and see that you are just outside the Leaky Pigeon, a Tavern near the eastern edge of Zeppelin City. To the left of the Leaky Pigeon is a bakery, and to the right of it is a bookstore, with an alley between the two of them.

>Panhandle outside pub, preferably with a sign saying "Will Challenge You to a Drinking Contest if You'll Buy the Drinks," and see if anyone will get you drink money/drunk.

You'll have to find a way to get into the pub without the bartender recognizing you, and you'll need materials to make a sign.

>Enlist in the Air Corps to work with Sky Captain and see the World of Tomorrow.

There isn't a recruitment booth anywhere on this floating city, and you doubt they'd let you in anyway.

 

[woose1]

>Ready trusty hobo harpoon gun.

>Find guard to stealthily kick in the face, and steal uniform.

[micelus]

>Look for your fellow sky hobos

>Remember why we're trying to blow up the place.

[Trapezohedron]

> Strip off clothes and act as if you were mourning for your dead love ones.

> Once a guard gets your attention, use your AWESOME HOBO JIU-JITSU TECHNIQUES to subdue guard.

> Strip the guard naked and wear his uniform.

[BunnyBob77]

Get a lighter and some rags, begin making molotovs.

[Kadzar]

>Ready trusty hobo harpoon gun.

>Find guard to stealthily kick in the face, and steal uniform.

> Strip off clothes and act as if you were mourning for your dead love ones.

> Once a guard gets your attention, use your AWESOME HOBO JIU-JITSU TECHNIQUES to subdue guard.

> Strip the guard naked and wear his uniform.

You notice a single solitary guard nearby. Stripping down to your birthday suit (which is somehow more filthy than your hobo rags at this point) you sneak up to him with your Hobo Harpoon Gun held behind your back. When you get close to him, you start sobbing and begin to pull out your harpoon gun. As the guard tries to ready his own weapon, you kick him hard in the face! Then you grab his rifle with your left hand, drop your harpoon gun, and begin slapping him in the face repeatedly with your right, while simultaneously kneeing him in the groin.

Hobo jiu-jitsu is not exactly an honorable art.

Once you've reduced the man to a sobbing ball on the floor, clutching at his bruised and battered manhood, you strip him naked to only slight protests and don his uniform. You decide leave him with his undergarments after getting a glimpse at the damage you've done to this man's balls. Seriously, the world should not have to see that.

>Look for your fellow sky hobos

>Remember why we're trying to blow up the place.

You don't know if any other sky hobos exist, since you just made up the term. You do a quick check of the alley and find none, just some alley cats standing on crates. There may actually be more, but you only took a quick glimpse.

As for why you want to blow up the place: the men who made this city had it built so that they could lord over the world, to become some sort of Sky Gods. Their new world order has no room for the lowly Sky Hobo or the evenly lowlier terrestrial hobos.

Get a lighter and some rags, begin making molotovs.

You find a lighter in the guard's uniform, but you'll need to empty out your booze bottles and fill them with gasoline to make molotov cocktails.

Spoiler: Inventory (click to show/hide)

Guard's uniform (worn)
Guard's hat (worn)
Guard's rifle (slung on back)
Hobo rags
Ratty top hat
Several bottles of booze
Hobo Harpoon Gun

Spoiler: Metaphysical Possessions (cannot be physically interacted with) (click to show/hide)

Knowledge of Hobo Jiu-Jitsu
The knowledge that you have done something terrible to a fellow human being

[Tidal]

> Put knowledge of something terrible into one of the booze bottles. Drink new concoction.

[Kadzar]

> Put knowledge of something terrible into one of the booze bottles. Drink new concoction.

I have edited the previous post to note that you cannot physically interact with metaphysical concepts. Unless maybe some sort of magic is involved.