>>25048250

Ahead of you, you can hear your teacher, Mr Jameson, droning on and on about the wonders of this place, and why you should feel privileged to visit it. You sigh and glance at your friend Chris. He’s the only person in similar straits to yourself, although in his case, he actually is the heir to a criminal dynasty. He shoots you a grin before turning his attention back to the teacher. After about an hour of lecturing you all, Mr Jameson, declares that its now free time and to meet back by the statue of Edward J. Arthur after an hour. A group of students split off immediately, dragging some resistant kid along with them.

~Okay you’ve got three things to decide on with the first post. First of all, you need a name, make sure it’s male, I’ve chosen your gender sadly. Secondly, as the first thread or two progresses I will be taking into account your choices to determine a very significant trait of your character that will be what the story revolves around. You can stick with this method, or you can choose to roll a bunch of dice, it’s up to you. Thirdly:

What do you do?
A) Visit the gadget store, you may not be a genius, but you don’t have to be to appreciate a nice piece of tech.
B) Discreetly follow the group of students who split off, that guy looked like he needed help.
C) Visit the digital library, reading’s always fun.
D) There’s an arcade nearby, what better way to spend an hour with your buddy?
E) You’re starving, may as well visit the food court with Chris.
F) Find a map and see what else this place has to offer.
G) Just loiter about with Chris, no point in doing anything.

> B) Discreetly follow the group of students who split off, that guy looked like he needed help

But take Chris with us.

>>25048357
Also our name is Roman MacCormac. Everyone calls us Rome though.

>>25048357
>>25048381
In the interest of haste, I may take your choice provided none follow while I write it up.

Thomas Verdan. Let's go help that kid. See if Chris will back us up, but if he hesitates, we gotta save this kid.

>>25048357
seconded

>>25048357
Thirded.

No preference towards name.

>>25048264
B)
You decide to follow the students, you’re not one to let that sort of thing slide. You tap on Chris’s shoulder and point at them.

“You mind helping me stop them?” You ask.

Chris groans, “Damnit, Rome. You know it’s better if you just don’t get involved.” He complains.

You shrug, “And yet I do it anyway, come on.”

The two of you stroll along as nonchalantly as you can following your fellows, your close enough now to recognize the leader of the group as Bill “Buzz” Matthews, a sprinter. The others are presumably his cronies. They corner their kidnapped victim across from the gadget store and begin crowding in close around him. You could swear you see one of them spit on the kid, while another backhands him.

As you get closer, you can hear them say, “Just go in and grab it and we’ll let you go man.”

What do you do?

A) Analyse the situation carefully, and then decide.

B) Rush in and hit one of them.

C) Walk over and diffuse the situation by acting friendly to everyone.

D) There’s a lightbulb over their heads, you could probably shatter it over them by throwing an empty can nearby and give them a new target. You.

E) Just leave, there’s too many of them. Six versus two is bad odds.

F) Approach them sneakily.

>>25048264
Can we be a gangly and awkward kid, who doesn't have lots of friends?

>>25048495
E, we're a spindly nerd who's not popular. Better tattle to mister Jameson.

>>25048506
You pretty much are in case you didn't gather that from the opening post.
You only hang out with Chris really.

>>25048522
You're pretty specifically not a nerd. You're not a sporty type either. Just an outsider. Still not good odds for anyone.

>>25048522
Fuck that.

B. Let's fuck Buzz up. And laugh while getting our arses kicked.

>>25048522
>>25048554
No other opinions?
If not, I'll flip a coin.

>>25048575
Fine by me.

>>25048495
>C) Walk over and diffuse the situation by acting friendly to everyone.
>With a canned drink in hand to be thrown in Buzz's face should things go pear-shaped.

We need to get their attention.

"Buzz, don't take Steve rejecting you so personally, I'm sure you'll find somebody willing to chew your baby carrot eventually."

Mock him, catch Buzz and his cronies' attention.

>>25048583
Add another contender. I'll guess I'll have to roll a d6 in a moment or two.

>>25048584
And then punch him in the fucking face!

Well, rather than let things hang forever, I'll vote for B. Rush 'em.

>>25048523
No, the opening post didn't really describe the protag in any other way that he's 'shunned'. It didn't tell us anything about his personality or appearance. These are easy things to miss since they are of course clear to you, but not to your readers.

>>25048495

C

>>25048604
Let him take the first swing, dodge, THEN catch him in the face while he's off balance!

Although, we're probably going to have to ask Chris to get the runt being picked on out of here while we draw the fire. He probably doesn't want to be forced in to getting his shit kicked in.

Rolled 1

>>25048613
I meant awkward as in socially because he's shunned. But fair enough. As for appearance, that's true enough. We'll have to wait to see a mirror before that happens.
Anyway, there's two votes for B and two votes for C.
So
1-3 = B
4-6 = C

>>25048629
Uh oh, seems that we're that weird kid diagnosed with antisocial disorder. Seems that we've spent a fair share of our time at the school councilor's office.

>>25048659
'Most Likely To Go On A Shooting Spree' in high school yearbook.

>>25048629
B)
“Chris, watch my back.” You say.

“Wait, Rome, what are you doing?” Chris asks as you begin to walk backwards to get a decent run up.

“I’m helping that kid.” You say before taking off, your long legs pounding the ground.

Your running fast, not as fast as Buzz can of course, but for you it’s pretty damn fast. You pick your target as you run, Buzz. He’s the leader. You read somewhere if you take the leader out, all the others will run away. Although that might’ve been about monkeys or something.

As you get near Buzz, you pull back a fist and swing.

WHAM.

Your sloppy punch barely manages to nail him in the back of the head. Knives of pain erupt in your fist and you grab it with your left hand while crying out.

Buzz hits the ground like a sack of potatoes. His fellows turn around to see you kneeling on the ground as you clutch your hand. One of them starts forward, luckily for you, Chris decided to follow your course of action a second or two later. He catches the student with a kick. The student stumbles backwards from the foot in his gut.

The other four look at the pair of you like you’re crazy. One slams an elbow into Chris’s forehead, knocking him to the ground, while another delivers a boot right into your face.

The four of them begin wailing on you in earnest when Buzz and the kicked student get up to join them. You start laughing wildly while it happens, and nearby you can hear Chris giving pained chuckles as well.

After ten or so minutes the beating ends. Buzz spits on you, “Why the heck are you two idiots sticking up for this loser anyway?”

The six of them walk off, leaving you and Chris on the ground panting for breath.

“Well, that sucked.” Chris says, his smile is ruined by his split lip.

The bullied kid from earlier approaches you. “Uhh, hey… thanks.” He says before running off.

>>25048751
We get our asses kicked for ten minutes and all we get in return is a half-hearted thanks?
Thanks for nothing bullied kid.

>>25048751

“That’s gratitude for ya. And that’s why I tell you not to do this shit.” Chris says, sitting up.

“It’s all in a day’s work man. Admittedly I was hoping we’d knock one of them out, but you can’t have everything.” You sit up and clutch your ribs.

It was a victory… of sorts. Well then, what now?

A) Go to the bathroom and clean yourselves up.

B) Hit the food court now, nothing better than a burger after getting your ass whooped.

C) Limp on over to a bench and sit down for a while.

D) There's a music store nearby, that's always fun.

E) Enter the Gadgets Store, there must've been something in there worth grabbing apparently.

F) Go find a map and see what else this place has to offer.

>>25048772
It's supposed to be a super influential school. Bullied kid could turn out to be the son of a senator or something.

But yeah, kid's an ungrateful dick.

>>25048772
To be fair, for all you know you've just made things worse in the long run.

>>25048776
E.

Might as well figure out what shiny piece of shit Buzz wanted.

>>25048776
Check inside for a moment, then go and eat.

>>25048776
A, make a mental note to pick your battles better in the future. Fail to follow your own advice.

>>25048776
E
>>25048785
Good, Buzz and his goons can
>venite ad me frater

>>25048776
E, get a burger when we're done.

>>25048776
A followed by E.

>>25048852
Let's check out the gadget store after cleaning ourselves up, though. We don't want to raise any fuss.

>>25048880
Nah, let's wear our bruises loud and proud.

>>25048776
>>25048776
You and Chris head inside the gadget store, the walls are lined with all sorts of gear you’ve never seen before. You guess your teacher wasn’t kidding when he said the Next Step was at least thirty years ahead of the rest of the world.

You approach a display where a number of phones rest. You pull one out and take a gander at the price tag. Yowza. You could probably afford it. If you don’t mind living on cup noodles and water for the next two months that is. Chris looks over your shoulder and gives a low whistle at the price.

You fiddle around with the phone for a few moments, music, camera, internet access, holographic avatar, games, calendar – wait a minute. Holographic avatar? You flick back to the option and press it.

A blue orb appears from the screen and hovers despondently about it. “Welcome to the HA Demo,” it greets in a monotone voice. “The latest Next Step phones come with an inbuilt holographic avatar who can assist you with all your tech related needs, the avatar comes with over fifty pre-programmed personalities and over a ten thousand appearances that can be modded to your specifications. This demo is intended to display a short preview of the holographic avatar’s functions.”

The orb’s form shimmers for a moment before a ten inch tall, transparent blue man appears, he’s goateed and gruff looking with a leather jacket on. “Alright ya bastard, ask me a question.” He taps his foot on the air impatiently.

Chris stares at it, "So they programmed in a personality that's a jerk? What the heck are the people who built this place thinking?"

The holo-man sneers at Chris, "Some people like having authoritative figures in their life chicken-shit, look at the S&M community."

>>25048880
You make a good point.

Switching to A first, then going on to E.

>>25048892
Dude, covering our bruises is the entire reason we bother to shoplift make up in the first place, we can't let that go to waste.

>>25048926

You chuckle despite yourself. "Uhh, thanks for the information." You say. The holo-man nods and vanishes to be replaced with a woman who likes like a librarian. A large-breasted librarian.

"Hi there, feel free to ask me a question! I know ever so many things!" She seems very enthusiastic.

"Err... Sorry." You apologize and switch her off. You look at Chris, "Man, I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat."

Chris nods, "I'd like some pizza."

"Man, screw that. We're getting burgers." You say.

"We always get burgers." Chris replies.

"Because they're awesome. Let's go."

The pair of you hit the food court and head over to the nearest burger place. You order three burgers, two packs of fries, and two large cokes.

You and Chris head over to a table where you snatch your two burgers away from him.

"So, what do you want to do after this?" Chris asks, "there's this weird exhibition thing going on. Something about dancing lightning or something. Might be cool."

Hmmm, he raises a good point. But first you want to focus on your burgers. You munch your way happily through the meal, savoring the taste, which takes your mind off the dull ache of your bruises.

After a satisfying meal, you realize you've got thirty minutes left. So what now?

A) This dancing Lightning thing might be entertaining.

B) Hit up the arcade you saw earlier, who knows what crazy shit they have in there.

C) Start heading back to the statue for the meet-up.

D) Look at a map, although you'll have little time to visit anywhere too far away.

>>25048926
Sweet, nick that thing. Just make sure that no-one is looking at you at the moment and then stroll out casually. Make your exit at the same time with someone else, so they don't know which one of you triggered the alarm.

>>25048943
B

>>25048868
>>25048880
>>25048930
Sorry, didn't see those votes.

>>25048943
Did we steal the phone? We better have!

Go to the arcade, hit on the first chick we see.

>>25048943
see
>>25048951

>>25048943
A). The Arcade will distract us too much, we'll end up missing the meet up at the statue.

>>25048951
>>25048964
>>25048965
You want to steal a phone from a place with tech 30 years ahead of the rest of the world in 2032?

Alrighty then.

>evilsmirk.jpg

>>25048970
Yeah, let's check out the lightning.

After we steal that phone.

>>25048964
>>25048970
>>25048976
Write-up in progress provided no sudden changes occur.

>>25048998
Naaah. Let's buy it and eat noodles for the next months - we are a richy boya, after all !

>>25048998
Lets head to the dancing lightning show.

>>25049056
We're not rich, we're a troubled teen. Nick it for the thrills and attention.

>>25048998
“Hmmm, let’s go back to that gadget store. I liked that phone.” You give Chris a significant grin.

He slaps his hand to his face. “Really? You want to nick something here? I thought I was supposed to be the criminal here.” He groans.

“Exactly! You’ll be my wingman. Distract the clerk for me.” You say.

“And the jillions of cameras and alarms? Should I distract those too?” He asks, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Good idea. Maybe strip off your clothing or something.” You stand up, “Let’s hit it.”

The two of you make your way over to the gadget store, you pick up the phone from earlier, than put it back. If you’re going to steal one, may as well take the most pricey model they have available. You see a sleek little thing, that looks kind of stupid, but the price tag is around twenty times higher than the other model. You pick it up and hear a loud commotion from behind you.

You turn your head.

You blink.

Holy crap! Chris took your advice seriously, he’s halfway out of his pants already and is wrestling with security while an alarm starts blaring. Well, no sense wasting the best distraction of Chris’s career.

You exit the store in a leisurely stroll with your new piece of shiny. You find a bench and sit outside the store. After ten minutes Chris exits the store, while a security guard watches him leave sternly and remains standing in front of the store.

“How on earth did you get out of that?” You ask.

“His hand touched my naked ass, I threatened to sue for sexual assault.” Chris says, shrugging. “Times nearly up. Let’s head on back to the statue.”

What do:

A) Go back to the statue.

B) You still have twenty minutes, LIGHTNING THING!

>>25049150
B

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>>25049150
Your new phone.
(Closest match I could find for what I envisioned anyway.)

>>25049163
do we know if this phone has nigh-orwellian tracking systems?

>>25049150
B

>>25049177
You do not, but boy is it swanky.

>>25049197
Ruh roh.

>>25049150
B)
Check out what makes the phone special on the way there (if there's no orwellian camera's everywhere at least)

>>25049150
A

We've put enough stress on Chris for one day.

>>25049207
Let's keep the phone hidden.

>>25049163
Score!

>>25049212
Yeah, we really owe him one.

>>25049177
Do we know that it is, in fact, a phone?

>>25049150
I was >>25049158
B, but leave Chris behind

>>25049293
>hyperfuturistic arse trimmer

>>25049305
Lets try it on Chris's ass

>>25049205
Simple solution: we fence the phone, and then legally buy a more practical model. Chris is the son of a crime boss; he's got to know a guy or two.

>>25049317
>30 years ahead of the rest pf the world
Fuck some fence, most corporations would pay a fortune for it

>>25049337
>>25049317
We are thinking far too long term for now.

>>25049337
Wouldn't corporate espionage have already nicked the tech?

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>>25049150

“We’ve got time, let’s see this dancing lightning or whatever,” You say.

“Alright, say, if that was on the display case, how are you going to use it without a contract?” Chris asks.

“Well, I’ll just…” You trail off and pull the phone out of your pocket and flick through it for a few moments, “Crap. Well at least it looks cool. Besides in a month or two I’m sure some tech-nerd will hack it and spread the info all over the internet.” You pocket the phone.

The two of you head off towards the lightning exhibition, luckily for you the next show’s just about to start, you head in and take a sit in the theatre. There’s only a few hundred or so people there, perhaps there were more earlier?

You take your eyes off the crowd and focus on the stage. A man’s droning on and on about this experimental metal or something. It’s way beyond your level to understand. Someone sits next to you and whispers, “Pretty exciting huh?”

It’s the kid you helped from earlier. He’s wearing black shirt with a symbol on it. His dark brown hair is a greasy mess and he smells like soap. “Sorry about earlier.” He whispers, “If Buzz saw me getting chummy with you guys he’d kick my ass twice as hard.”

“I’m Jamie.” He holds out a hand, which you do not shake. What is this, the 2010s?

“I’m Rome. This is Chris.” You jerk your thumb towards him, Chris gives a nod.

>Cont.

>>25049345
And we're a high schooler to boot. We're not known for making good life decisions.

>>25049348
If they had why are they 30 years behind?

All I can think of when I see that city is...

BLOW IT ALL UP!

>>25049356

Jamie lowers his hand. “So yeah, like I said, exciting huh?” He nods at the stage.

This is exciting?

The man gives a loud cough. “And now for what you’ve all been waiting for! Tim, the dancing lightning!”

A large metallic figure is lowered onto the stage from overhead. After a few moments, a bolt of electricity strikes from overhead, slamming into the metal with a boom that deafens and blinds the crowd for a few moments.

When you look up, you see the metal figure now looks like a man made of lightning, its limbs flail all over the place, almost like its dancing. It stumbles over the stage, its arms flopping about everywhere.

After a good ten minutes, the metal-lightning man’s dancing subsides as the electricity grounds itself out on the rubber flooring of the stage.

“Woah, that was actually kind of cool.” Chris says, impressed.

You shrug. You’re far too disaffected to admit to being impressed by anything.

“So can we head back now?” Chris asks, “If Jameson gives me another detention my Dad’s going to kick my ass.”

A) Head back to the statue, you might make it on time.
B) Let’s skip it, Chris needs to lighten up a little.

>>25049356
Ugh, Jamie's some kind of a pasty nerd.

>>25049364
A, let's not get Chris into more trouble today. Ask Jamie what Buzz was hassling him about earlier.

>>25049364
A.

Let's not be Chris' shit friend. Wave goodbye to Jamie if he isn't coming with. Ask him if he knows how to hack your new phone if he comes with, he seems like the geek type who'd know.

>>25049364
A, we got Chris roughed up once already

>>25049364
A, holy shit we're a shit ass friend.

Drag Jamie along too. He needs to be a not nerd.

>>25049364
“Yeah, alright, let’s go,” you both stand up, you glance at Jamie, “you coming?” You ask.

“Yeah, sure. Next exhibition won’t start for thirty minutes.” He gets up and the three of you leave the theatre.

“So Jamie, what’s your deal with Buzz?” You ask.

“He’s a jerk, that’s about it. I’m chubby, weak and I can’t outrun him. Do I need to paint you a picture? Doesn’t help my dad fired his dad from his company either I suppose. He and his friends are still a bunch of dicks. I’d kill them if I could.” Jamie mutters bitterly.

You gulp a little nervously. If you weren’t so disaffected you might be a little creeped out by Jamie. But since you are, you’re not. Not one little bit. At all. Yep.

Trying to move the subject onto less unpleasant territory, you pull out the phone you swiped. “So, would you be able to hack this?”

Jamie stares at you incredulously, as if trying to decide whether you’re insulting him. “Just because I go to our school doesn’t mean I’ve graduated college yet. Besides I’m not into engineering. I’m going into forensics. Specifically blood splatter.” He jerks a thumb at his shirt proudly. “Blood analysis for the Blood God.”

You don’t even know what to make of that.

The three of you barely make it back to the meet up spot on time. Jameson glares at you but doesn’t say anything. “Alright kids, follow me. We’ve been invited to a very special event. An experiment devised right here in the Next Step!”

>Cont

>>25049504

The class moves away from the public areas into the restricted sections, things look less like a mall and a lot more like a science lab here. Mr Jameson shakes hands with a scientist and turns to the class. “Class, this is Professor Jameson, my brother. He’s the reason you’re lucky enough to see and maybe even participate in this experiment. Thank him.”

“Thank you, Professor Jameson.” The class chants dully. He smiles and gives a little bow. You are lead by Jameson into a huge lab where a few dozen machines are scattered about, although you’re clueless as to their purpose.

Another scientist comes in, but doesn’t introduce himself. He talks for length about the experiment. Something about bio-scanners and a near instantaneous cure for any disease, well any that has one. He asks for volunteers and assures you all its perfectly safe, having been tested on hundreds of human subjects.

Do you:

A) Stick up your hand eagerly.

B) Stick it up reluctantly.

C) Don’t stick it up at all.

D) Don’t stick it up and sneak out of the lab, this sounds boring.

>>25049507
A) Stick up your hand eagerly.

We've already shown ourself to be excitable and have truly terrible impulse control, let's go for it.

>>25049507
Stick it up like a normal human being but slip the phone to Chris.

>>25049507
Stick up Chris's hand excitedly.

>>25049507
Stick up our own hand and give the phone to chris

>>25049507
You raise your hand into the air somewhat eagerly. May as well volunteer, you figure. With your other hand you tap Chris on the shoulder. He looks at you and mouths “What?”

You reach into your pocket and pull out the stolen phone and slap it into his hands. He raises an eyebrow at you before pocketing it.

The scientist picks out a good fourteen of your classmates before choosing you. He goes on to pick another five. He instructs the twenty of your to exit through the door behind him and follow the scientist there to the experiment room. Your fellows manage to file out before you. By the time you leave the room, there’s only the disappearing sound of their feet. You turn to go back but the door has closed behind you, with no visible means of opening it. You frown, what kind of lab is this? In either direction down the corridor there’s a two way split.

Which way do you go?

A) Go left and take the left split.

B) Go left and take the right split.

C) Go right and take the left split.

D) Go right and take the right split.

>>25049644
b

>>25049644
C

Rolled 2

>>25049644
I don't really have an opinion on this as with the information I have available they're about the same to me.

Rolling 1d2, 1 is B, 2 is C to break the tie between >>25049667 and >>25049675

>>25049644
Listen for their voices, follow them.

>>25049685
True, but it's intentional, this situation is mostly random luck I suppose. Gives you a third option for an upcoming event if you choose wisely.

>>25049675
>>25049685
And if no more votes flow in, C it is.

>>25049727
Pick C.

>>25049644

You turn right and walk down the hallway and turn left down the split. After a good hundred metres, the hallway ends in a large room with three doors. A scientist is standing in the room looking somewhat agitated. He glances up as you enter and looks baffled. You’re not sure if it’s the same scientist from earlier since you didn’t get a good luck at his face.

The scientist walks over to you, “Who are you? What are you doing here?” He asks, his voice a nasal whine.

You shrug. “I’m Rome. And uhhh, I’m here for the experiment.” You gesture your hands vaguely in an attempt to convey your message.

The scientist gives you a piercing stare. “You look a little scruffy for that. Look at those bruises. And there’s some blood on your shirt. Where’d they get you, off the street?” The scientist ‘hmphs’ loudly.

“Still, I suppose you wouldn’t get back here without proper clearance. It’s all very tightly monitored after all. Can’t even open a door unless you’re allowed to be here. So what was the experiment you were involved with?” He asks.

You shrug. “Something to do with bio-scanners and a disease?” You say.

“You mean the virus? Huh. So you’re one of my test subjects. That is odd, well I guess we can go in, I’m about done preparing.” The two of you approach the middle door and enter it. There’s no one else in the room, but the two of you. He points at a cleared out space in the middle of the lab. There’s a circle set in the floor, and two large machines point towards it.

“Alright go stand in the circle.” He says.

What do?

A) Do as he says.

B) Explain that you think you’re supposed to do this with your classmates.

C) There’s a tank filled with lizards nearby. Reach in and toss one at him. Then r

>>25049810
C) There’s a tank filled with lizards nearby. Reach in and toss one at him. Then run.

>>25049810
B

Rolled 1

>>25049810
A) Do as he says.

What's impulse control?

>>25049810
a.

>>25049810
B, we're way into the wrong place at the wrong time.

>>25049822
>>25049839
Dudes, there's no way how this would be a good idea. There's at least 50/50 chance that instead of super powers we get ass cancer.

>>25049857
But, but, but, SCIENCE!

Maybe we should ask him what it does, it'll probably be superpowers.

>>25049857
We'll fuck cancer in the ass if that's the case. Chemotherapy Quest bitches.

C

Waiting on a tie breaker. I may roll one in a few minutes.

>>25049810
C just because we can.

>>25049892
Now it's a three way tie.
Also Lizardy fun.

>>25049888
I'm >>25049822
and I would greatly prefer B over C.

So, switch to B, get more information on what it does, explain some confusion, hopefully we still get to get zapped by SCIENCE!

>>25049888
just roll man!

Chaos! C

>>25049910
fuck it, changing my a to b as well.

>>25049911
Hold your horses buddy. Let everyone voice an opinion first.

>>25049910
B it is. Write up in progress.

>>25049922
>>25049920
Still B even with these two.

>>25049923
While listening to explanation pet the lizards anyway.

>>25049810

“Uh… excuse me.” You say as the scientist busies himself at a computer.

He looks up, “Yes, what?”

“I think I’m in the wrong room. I’m supposed to be doing this experiment with my classmates.” You say.

The scientist looks you up and down. “Come to think of it, you do look a little young.”

You glance at the lizards in the tank… You’ve never seen their like before. You think better of your idle thought to pet them.

“So what was your experiment about?” You ask, curious as what he was about to make you do.

“Oh, the same old thing. Infect a test subject with the virus and use the bio-scanners to observe every single change in their body as it happens. Some of them have been rather astounding if I do say so myself, although the large fatality rate is somewhat less exciting. Still everyone who survives is compensated very nicely, and those who don’t… well their family members are.” He pauses for a moment. “But, that’s all classified of course.”

Suddenly you hear a distant noise. You’re not certain what it was, but the mere force of it causes the room to quake violently. You slip and fall over. The scientist, slips and cracks his head on the lizard tank, smashing the glass. His face is bleeding profusely. A few of the lizards begin mauling the unconscious man.

You look away, sickened. Whatever’s happening seems to be bad as yet another quake surges through the lab.

Your debating trying to bash down the door when an explosion tears the room apart. With a scream, you pass out as you are smashed against the wall and blistered by the heat…

>Cont

>>25050047

You come to a few moments later. Fire rages around you, there’s some evidence that the foam dispensers on the roof went off, but it was too little. Nearby the lizards have almost finished feasting upon the scientist, his body is a mess of gore. You stand up, desperate to get out. The door to the lab remains steadfastly closed. Despite the alarms blaring a small voice can be heard echoing throughout the small lab you’re in.

“Danger…

Contamination of lab…

All personal proceed to quarantine.”

Well that’s useless. You look at the wall that exploded, the hole is large enough to get through, but a huge fire is blocking the way out.

What do you do?
A) Find a safe part of the room and wait for help.
B) Run. Through the fire and the flames.
C) Stomp on those freaky lizards, you don’t want them coming after you!

>>25050055
C)

>>25050055
B) Run. Through the fire and the flames.

If there's any bits of cloth, clothing, blanket, anything like that which we can wear or cover ourself with as we run through take it, it'll give us another second or two of protection from the fire and we can toss it off afterwards.

>>25050055
B like
>>25050079

>>25050055
become the hardest metal known to man and jump through the wall
also try to snag a lizard

>>25050055

Staying is no good, since the lab is now contaminated. Stomping on the lizards bad, because they already mauled the scientist.

Looks like we have one choice, hope we packed our fireproof underwear.

B) Run. Through the fire and the flames.

>>25050055
Try to look around the room and find some sort of extenguisher/preotection against flames. Then B.

>>25050055
B

>>25050055
B, freak out and run through the fire. There's like dead corpse and blood and murder lizards and everything, you gotta get out!

>>25050055

You look around the lab for something to cover yourself with. A lab coat and a surgeon’s mask! Perfect. You shrug the oversized coat on and slip the mask over your nose and mouth. Unfortunately the fire extinguisher seems to have been ruined in the explosion. There’s nothing else for it. You run at the wall of flames, shielding your precious face and genital with your hands...

Your feet pound the ground and wince as you hit the flames and run right on through, your lab coat catches alight, as do your pants, but strangely you can’t feel the heat…

You shrug off the lab coat and desperately dance and roll around to put out your pants. You take a moment to assess yourself and find yourself unharmed. Your ballsy move seems to have worked. From within the labs you hear something like a screech. A moment later a lizard bursts from the flames and lands within a foot of your position. It’s burnt horribly, proving that despite your experience, the fire is indeed hot. It makes a feeble effort to crawl your way, hissing and snapping weakly.

You stomp the dying lizard’s head in. Now you feel like a manly man. The corridor you’re standing in is chaos. You turn your head left, there’s a man trapped beneath some burning wreckage. He appears to be moving, if feebly. You like right, the way through is clear, but you’d be leaving that man to die.

A) Save the dude!

B) Screw the dude, you’re outta here!

>>25050189
*You look right, the way through is clear, etc. etc.

>>25050189
Save the dude!

>>25050189
>A) Save the dude!

>>25050189
A

>>25050189
A, save the dude. You're disaffected little shit, but you're not a jerk.

A

>>25050189

You approach the trapped man. On closer inspection, his hair is green. And his skin is purple! A long pointed tongue hangs from his lips as he groans and attempts to shift the wreckage off himself. You’re unsure of how to help him, since the fire covering the debris is damn near everywhere. Slapping a hand to your face and making a noise halfway between a dog’s whine and a groan, you run over to your lab coat and wrap the remains around your hands.

“Now the bad part.” You say to yourself. You stick your wrapped hands into the mess that makes up the crushed lizards skull. You then proceed to tear the lizard apart until your gloves are thoroughly soaked in lizard gore.

Your grab hold of the wreckage and shift it a little to the right before getting a better grip and lifting it. The man beneath takes a deep breath at the sudden release of pressure from his chest.

“Move damn it, move!” You bellow, struggling to hold the wreckage.

The man crawls out from underneath it, leaving a trail of slime behind him.

“Fangshoo.” He says, as he sits panting. “Muh nems kurl.” He says.

“Uhh, I’m Roman. I mean Rome. Are you alright?” You ask.

He shakes his head. “Kantemneted, neh a suhviva. Em duying.”

“Do you want me to take you to quarantine?” You ask.

He shakes his head again. “Jush wunted uet frem unda thet thing, hert luts. Fangs, oo ken gu nuw.”

You look at him in despair, he seems resigned to sitting here and dying.

A) Try and convince him to come with you.

B) Drag him by force.

C) Leave him here, he seems pretty content with what he’s doing.

D) Ask him about the contamination.

>>25050287
D

Then B.

>>25050287
D) Ask him about the contamination.

>>25050287
D then C. If he wants to sit here and die, that's fine. We can't risk staying too long.

D Then A.

>>25050299
>>25050304
>>25050374
Just D for now.

>>25050299
>>25050301
>>25050304
Huh was waiting on more votes.
Ah well, here we go:


“What can you tell me about the contamination?” You ask.

“Kantemneshun es de vyraz buing ruhlissed. Es bed staff, keels errywun ho’sh net a suhviva. Dersh eh quere bet esh nut puhfakt. Uhnly twundy purshen uffictove.” Kurl, or more likely Karl says.

“What is the virus?” You ask.

Karl shrugs, “Nuvur sun nudden lyk et. Emezen fing. Wunted to…” Karl trails off and begins to have a coughing fit. Blood splatters his hands.

He stares at his hands for a moment. “Dushnt hert eny. Huh.” He begins coughing again.

He looks at you. “Shuld git owtta her, bifur yer enfected.”

A) Do as he says.

B) Drag him with you.

C) Try to convince him to come with you.

>>25050304
D then A, we don't leave people to die in a fire. Not even freaky looking ones.

>>25050387
a.

(you really shouldn't wait too long for votes, it slows the whole thing down a tonne.)

>>25050387
Listen to the infected man.
Let's leg it.

>>25050404
I try not too, but I do wait for at least three, and then it's usually a split so I wait for a bit tie breaker, which sometimes makes it worse. Also my writing speed varies between fast and slow randomly, so sometimes it may seem like I'm waiting for votes, but I'm actually writing at a snails crawl.

listen to the dying man: A

A

>>25050387
A, ask if you can do anything for him then leg it.

>>25050387

You nod. “Thanks for the advice. Uh… I hope dying isn’t bad… for you… or whatever.” You shrug awkwardly, what are you supposed to say in this situation? “Is there anything I can do?”

Karl shakes his head. “Fangshdoe.”

You turn and begin heading down the clear path of the corridor, you’ve not gone more than a hundred metres before you hear footsteps behind you. You turn around and almost scream.

It’s Karl, but you’d sort of lost focus on how creepy looking he was when you were talking.

He’s panting heavily, and bloody drool is pouring from his mouth. “Hay. Yer on fyuh!” He tells you.

You look down at your arms. Holy crap he’s right! You wave your arms around as you run off down the corridor, trying to get the rush of air to extinguish them. You eventually stop and hit the deck as you stick with the tried and trusted stop, drop and roll.

After a few moments the fire is gone. You look down at your arms, cringing, only ro find they’re fine. Well, your sleeves are burnt to tatters and the lab coat mittens you’d fashioned don’t even exist anymore except for a few strands clenched between your fists, but your flesh is fine. Speaking of which you couldn’t even feel the heat. You glance down at your arms again, frightened. Still pale. Not purple.

So you have no idea what’s going on. Even your arm hairs are intact. You start to get a bad feeling about this contamination. You might already be…

You think about what the scientist had said. Observe the changes. Implying it was a gradual process and usually fatal. You shudder. You don’t want to die. Or look like Karl.

As you reach the end of the corridor it branches in two directions, you can hear more explosions coming from beneath your feet, so you feel expedience to the exits is the best strategy. Still which way would they be?

>Cont

>>25050504

You look to the left. There’s an elevator and a stairwell at the end of the corridor. The elevator would probably be a bad idea, but the stairwell might not be. You did go down when you entered the secure areas if you remember correctly.

The right corridor seems clear if somewhat damaged, and slopes gently upwards.

Which way?

A) Stairs.

B) Corridor.

>>25050516
A)
Always take stairs in an emergency

>>25050516
>A) Stairs.

B
we all love long corridors and virusses

>>25050516
Corridor.

>>25050516
A

B) Corridor.
If were lucky maybe we get another mutation

>>25050516

A) Stairs

Not sure we should press our luck.

>>25050516

Stairs it is!

You turn left and begin to head for the stairs. The door to the stairwell is nearly unmovable, as you push and heave against until finally it slides open enough for you to slip in. Once inside you see the reason why, three dead bodies on top of each other, dried blood indicates they haemorrhaged from every orifice. You nudge them with a foot to make sure they’re dead. Yep. Each of them bears some strange mutation. One of them has strings of flesh instead of hair.

You turn and begin ascending the stairs, trying not to visualize blood pouring out your eye sockets. What kind of virus is this? You’re not exactly a stellar student, but you’re not failing despite the prodigious school you’re attending. Either way, you’ve never heard of something like this.

Your journey up the stairs comes to an end after four flights, something above must’ve collapsed as the way up is blocked by rubble. By your calculations, you’re only one or two levels away from the ground level. You leave the stairwell and are confronted with a scene from hell. Dead bodies everywhere, and many of them bearing the mark of the virus. You feel sick. These bodies. They’re your classmates. You can see a few familiar faces among their number. One of the bodies twitches!

You rush over to them. It’s Jamie. He opens his eyes. They’re filled with blood, and his skin has turned a sickly shade between pale and blood red.

“Oh hey there Rome… How’s it going?” He asks.

“Not bad…” You look at him. “But I think you need help.”

>Cont

>>25050658

“You’re wrong.” A voice says behind you. You look up, it’s Buzz. He seems fine. If slightly bulkier than earlier.

“What do you mean I’m wrong?” You ask.

“I mean, you should leave that monster here to die!” Buzz shouts.

You take a step backward. Buzz clenches his fists open and shut. “He was the one who did this. We were all rushing to quarantine like the scientist said to, when this freak started spazzing out, someone went to help him, and bam! Blood began pouring from his eyes. Then Jamie here started yelling about how he was going to fuck us all up. And then everyone started dying. He did it!” Buzz shout angrily.

You look at Jamie, he’s pretty sickly looking, doesn’t look like he could hurt a fly in his current state.

“Come on leave him here, we’ve got to get out of here!” Buzz says.

What do you do?

A) Leave Jamie behind and go with Buzz.

B) Take Jame and split up with Buzz.

C) Leave without either of them.

D) Leave with both of them.

C

>>25050670
E) Beat Jamie to death

After observing his nature early, I'm inclined to believe Buzz.

>>25050670
C)
Buzz is clearly unstable, Jamie is not only unstable but sick as well.

If we split up, we don't have all our eggs in one basket.
G-d willing, at least one of us will manage to make it out alive.

>>25050670
D, 'Buzz, you're full of shit. Jamie's hurt and there's no way he could have hurt anyone looking like that. We gotta stick together or we die in a fire, man.'
Get Jamie up get the fuck out of there.

Jamie's insane, Buzz is a prick. going with C.

>>25050719
Dude, you don't split up in emergency situations, and a contamination fail laboratory fire is pretty much one. What if we get trapped under falling rubble and need someone to pull us out?

>>25050670
C

>>25050670
C, tell them both to get fucked.

>>25050705
Jamie is a wimp and Buzz is an asshole, no way we're going to start beating people in the middle of a fire.

>>25050737
But how can we trust either of them? How do we know Buzz won't just turn on us once our back is turned?

>>25050734
>>25050742
>>25050743
And leave them both to die? That ain't right, we helped that lizard dude earlier too. Besides your chances of survival get better if you team up.

>>25050701
>>25050719
>>25050734
>>25050742
>>25050743
Seems like C wins, although I'm somewhat skeptical about it being different people as it seems we've got more people than we've had so far. Might just be someone samefagging. Hmmm.

I'll think over it a sec but start writing while I do.

>>25050755
Because he's a high school bully, not some insane killer. Look at us, we're a pretty messed up kid and we still did the right thing earlier and helped the lizard dude.

>>25050769
I didn't samefag, voted c. Don't be paranoid!

>>25050775
Fair enough. I'm still skeptical about Jamie though. anyone who bleeds out their eyes is not a good person to have around.

>>25050769
Noo, now we'll never have new friends!

>>25050764
Lizard-dude was neither a deranged 40kid or a high school jock.

We're going to find our bro Chris and get the fuck outta there. Fuck everyone else.

>>25050670

D, although I'm sorely tempted to pick B for some reason.

>>25050797
Okay yeah, he's infected and probably gonna die, but leaving him here would kinda be like murder.

>>25050816
So what?

>>25050802
But wouldn't you save a fa/tg/uy from a burning building, anon?

>>25050838
So it's kinda wrong, you know?

>>25050841
Oh my no.

Especially since he's clearly a THAT GUY.

>>25050847
So is stealing and fighting.

>>25050670

You look between the two of them. “Sorry, but I’m Switzerland here, I’m not sticking with either of you.”

Buzz grunts somewhat angrily. “Fine. I’m heading upstairs by myself then.” He makes for the stairwell.

“Uhh, the stairs blocked by rubble.” You warn him.

“That’s not a problem for me anymore.” Buzz says. He grabs a hold of the stairwell door and rips the entire thing off. It’s made of steel. He looks at the door he’s holding with no effort disinterestedly and hurls it aside like it’s a doll. “Since you’re Switzerland, follow me, and I’ll do to your arms what I did that door.”

He heads inside the stairs and you can hear the sounds of crashing as he apparently tears his way through the rubble.

Jamie looks at you. “You’re leaving me here?” He asks weakly.

“Sorry Jamie, it’s a bad situation but I can’t have you slowing me down. I feel terrible about this. Really. I’ll tell someone topside that you’re down here though.”

Jamie’s eyes narrow angrily. “You’re leaving me here. You’re… YOU’RE JUST LIKE THEM!” He screams.

His eyes begin to bleed profusely as he stands up and shoves you backwards.

“I’ll fuck you up! Just like I did them!” Jamie thrusts one of his hands out toward you. You clench your eyes close expecting to feel blood burst from them…

Nothing.

Jamie looks at his hand confused. “Huh. Well I can do more than that!” He gestures widely with his arms before slapping his hands together, you notice all the blood pooled on the floor rises up and hardens into spiky shapes. Then they launch towards you!

A) HIT THE DECK!
B) Try to dodge backwards.
C) Rush Jamie.

>>25050872
Those are different levels of wrong, murder totally would make baby Jesus cry.

>>25050900
Kill Jamie.

>>25050900
Duck, jumping back won't help

>>25050900
B, light your fire. Nice going fartknockers, now Buzz is extra angry instead being grateful to us, and Jamie tries to get us killed. This didn't need to happen you know?

>>25050900
I just thought he was sick, oh god ;_;
C

>>25050921
>>25050947
Two calls for an attack. Write-up in prog provided no changes happen.

>>25050963
Slap his shit!

>>25050900
Trips! Time to fuck this ungrateful shit up.

>>25050900
You rush towards Jamie, the spikes of blood tear a few gashes along your flesh as you run, but they’re only shallow. Your charge ends with you colliding into him, knocking both of you onto the floor. The blood looses its solidity and collapses back onto the floor in liquid form. It seems Jamie has to focus to do whatever that was. You pound your fists into him, yelling wildly.

Jamie flails about yelling as well, you continue punching him until you realize he’s screaming, “I THOUGHT YOU WERE DIFFERENT! I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS! WHY!? WHY!?? WHHHYYY!?”

You get up and step back, you’ve thoroughly beaten the crap out of him. He lies their sobbing. What should you do?

A) Finish him off, like you did that Lizard.
B) Leave him there.
C) Try and talk to him.

>>25051006
Woah, the writing in that post was horrible.
Ah well.

>>25051006
A
A
A
Like, repeatedly kick his head into paste.
Because fuck that little spoiled psychopath.

>>25051006
C 'Man, you're fucked up in the head. Now get up and get moving unless you want to die in a fire'. Offer him bro hand.

>>25051041
He murdered half the class.

Fuck him.

>>25051053
Buzz claims that he murderd half the class, could've been just as well the virus effects. He's weak and hurt, we'll take him with us.

>>25051071
He already said he wanted to kill the class before he got psycho powers. I'm inclined to believe Buzz on this one.

Put this insane dog down.

>>25051006
A) Goodbye sweet prince

>>25051091
Except we weren't there, so who knows what really happened? And even then we're not a cold blooded killer, we're a pretty regular teen kid. We'll take him with us and let the authorities deal with the rest.
>friendship jossibu
Even the captcha agrees!

C please

>>25051029
>>25051091
>>25051102
Seems to be three A's here.
Goodbye Jamie and the four pages of backstory on you.

>>25051006

Good grief, you folks messed up bad. Why couldn't we just have taken them both, or at least taken Jamie? The simple fact that Buzz wasn't dead hinted that something was up. Oh well, what's done is done.

I reeeeally think us continuing on the violent streak is bad, especially since we decided to be Switzerland, so I'd vote for at least:

C) Try and talk to him.

Obviously, if he's a lost cause, leave, but at least TRY.

>>25051117
> the authorities

His father is a powerful corporate type. The kid won't see justice.

We have to administer justice ourselves. On behalf of our murdered classmates.

Also, he tried to kill us just because we weren't willing to baby sit him. That's kind of a strong indication that he wiped out the other guys.

>>25051136
And now its three C's...
Waiting two minutes then rolling a tie breaker.

>>25051136
Hold your horses, man, see >>25051139

>>25051139
Buzz has super powers just like us and Jamie. That's probably why he's still alive.

>>25051150
Oh come on, you can't leave a decision like that on a die roll. We're a sane kid, we wouldn't just murder someone in cold blood even if we have poor impulse control.

>>25051139
Yes, that's why ditching them both was the worst idea. Why didn't you listen...

let's just knock him off his focus if he gets uppity.
C, en garde

>>25051170
He tried to kill us.

That's hardly 'in cold blood'.

>>25051150
Jamie confessed he did it in earlier post. I would vote B, but A because of the tie.

>>25051170
Somewhat true, but think of the situation you're in.
It's goddarn terrifying, shits out of control, someone just tried to murder you, and you have no idea whats going on.

Teens have gone to war and killed under similar pressures.

>>25051142
On behalf our murdered classmates who we didn't particularly like, you mean? We're not the judge, jury and executioner, we're a good kid with poor impulse control. Earlier we took a beating for this guy and now we want to kill him? I don't think so.

>>25051175
He lashed out in anger because we were going to leave him die, and didn't even manage to hurt us. He's not exactly a threat.

>>25051157

That's what I was getting at. Buzz being alive meant at the very least, he had powers. Why immediately believe what he says, when we know he's a problem, and likely has some strange ability?

That was why I was willing to at least try and help both of them.

>>25051191
> On behalf our murdered classmates who we didn't particularly like, you mean?
Just because we didn't like them doesn't mean they deserved to die at the hands of a kid having a super powered tantrum.

> Earlier we took a beating for this guy and now we want to kill him? I don't think so.

He tried to kill us just now for fuck all reason.

>>25051197
For the record, you do have some cuts along your torso, but even they don't hurt as bad as your bruises from earlier.
Anyway, tiebreaker roll incoming...

>>25051211
> Why immediately believe what he says, when we know he's a problem, and likely has some strange ability?

Why would he murder his friends?

We've already heard Jamie express a desire to kill these guys and then he pretty much confessed right after we said we were going to make our own way out of here. You really think he -didn't- do it?

Rolled 4

>>25051217
1-3 equals kill Jamie

4-6 equals talk to him, extend the bro hand of friendship and compassion.

Rolled 1

>>25051227
The C's have it then, write up in prog.

>>25051227
> extend the bro hand of friendship and compassion.

Fuck no, we aren't his bro even if we don't kill him. The kid is a nutcase.

>>25051225

The whole point is that we know Buzz already beat us up, and isn't particularly nice. For all we know, Jamie is suffering from delusions/panic attacks from whatever is affecting him.

There was no reason to immediately leave anyone. We needed all the help (willing or non-willing) we could get until we get out and find out what the heck is happening.

>>25051254
> We needed all the help (willing or non-willing) we could get until we get out and find out what the heck is happening.

Do we though? We're close to invulnerable, survived fine up until now, Buzz is a shit and Jamie is a homicidal maniac. Not exactly ideal travelling companions.

>>25051269
A reminder, you were cut up by his blood spikes. Hardly invulnerable.

Anyway, here's the post!

“Jamie… man… what you did… that’s fucked up in the head man.” You say, crouching down to his level. “But I’ll need your help to get out of here alive, so get up and get moving. After this is over… I’m taking you to the police okay? What you did was murder.”

Jamie sniffles and sits up. His blood-filled eyes meets yours, causing you to have to restrain yourself from flinching. “Okay… I’ll come with you Rome.”

You extend a hand and help him up. “Good man. Let’s get out of here. We can’t take the stairs, I don’t want Buzz tearing off my arms, so we’ll have to find another way up.”

There’s three choices, the corridor to the left, which curves out of sight, the lights are flickering on and off but it seems to be in the best shape. The middle path is filled with debris but none of it high enough to be impassable. The corridor to the right has a lot of smoke drifting gently about… the floor. Weird.

Which way?

A) Left.

B) Middle.

C) Right.

>>25051292
Also forgot:
D) Go up the stairs anyway, fuck Buzz.

>>25051292
right.

>>25051269

We THINK we are invulnerable (do we?), if anything. We don't really know.

Yes, Buzz is a shit. Yes, Jamie is nuts.

You play the cards you are dealt. Maybe not ideal, but "any port in a storm", y'know?

>>25051292
Right, as long as we aren't breathing in the smoke.
If not, middle.

>>25048250
All of the blacks are dead in this scenario right?

C

>>25051321
Rome is now black.

Because fuck this guy.

>>25051321
Hardly. Admittedly I do go sparse on my descriptions because I prefer to leave it up to the readers imagination.

Buzz, for example is black in my mind.

>>25051292

Left.

>>25051347
I thought of Buzz as a thuggish-looking ginger.
I thought of CHRIS as half black.

>>25051292
D all the way. And why the fuck are we weaksauce? "Im taking you to the police" oh come on.

>>25051356
And that's why I don't like writing description except when necessary, ruins peoples imagery of the character.

Anyway I believe the Right Path is majority with two votes.

>>25051356
I pictured Buzz as Channing Tatum.

But yeah, I pictured Chris as black as well.

>>25051376
I-it's not because of the crazy antics on Everybody Hates Chris, I swear

>>25051359

Considering the choices we've made so far and what we've been told of ourselves, we're not exactly a jock, nor are we Captain Violence.

We're just your average kid that happens to have squeaked into a school that by all right we don't belong at.

>>25051374
> And that's why I don't like writing description except when necessary, ruins peoples imagery of the character.

Eh, not really. I actually find it a little frustrating when characters aren't described. Not super detailed description, but a light sketch of what they look like.

>>25051389
> nor are we Captain Violence.

One of our first actions was running up and punching a guy in the back of the head.

>>25051402
For a good reason!

>>25051347
nice
suddenly i can hate him more easily
not racist though

>>25051402

As was mentioned, for a good reason! We also did so knowing we very likely were in for a pounding. We even said as much.

>>25051335
Looks like everyone is against you Captain Rebbit

>>25051432
>>>/pol/

>>25051430

I should also mention the violence is due more to some of the murderhobo posters, rather than it being what our character is actually presented as.

>>25051432
Read that in a South African accent.

I am not a rabbit.

>>25051393
Fair enough.

Postpostpostpost.


The two of you begin walking carefully down the corridor to the right. It appears empty except for the smoke about your feet. You can hear things scurrying beneath it, many legged things, slithering things, crawling things. You shudder as you walk forwards, the creatures in the smoke skitter about, rubbing against your legs as the move.

You’re starting to regret going down this path. You and Jamie keep walking steadily onwards, although from the look on his face he’s enjoying this as much as you are. You keep walking until you round a bend and spot something sitting above the fog. It looks a lot like a frog. If frogs were inside out, as big as a German Shepherd and spewed smoke from their mouths.

Jamie shudders when he sees the frog. “You can see that right? I’m not crazy right?” He asks desperately.

“I can see it, the question is… is it dangerous?”

Jamie shudders again. “I can kill it if you want…”

What do you do?

A) Try and sneak past the frog.
B) Let Jamie attack the frog.
C) Attack the frog yourself, you still have an empty can from earlier that you can toss at it.
D) Pick up one of the creatures scurrying about your feet and lob that at it.

>>25051455
D.

And tell Jamie if he tries killing anything ever again there will be a repeat of earlier, but only one of us will be walking away.

>>25051335
Also unfortunately, Rome is white. You've looked at your skin, it's pale.
And since there's no mirror in sight for the near future.
He's tall-ish for a teenager, and has green eyes and curly, long brown hair.

>>25051455
D but carefully

and tell jamie to react if it attacks you

>>25051455

D.

Let's try feeding the frog, maybe it will let us pass, or become our mascot.

...yeah, not much chance of that, but attacking it sure seems like it will immediately cause problems if it is dangerous.

>>25051455
let jamie attack the frog, protect him from any backlash

>>25051455
D

>>25051455

D seems to be winning, so here it is.


Cringing, you bend over and grab at one of the things in the smoke, you pull back your arm and throw it without looking at the creature. You only get a good look at it as it sails through the air, it appears to be the result of a centipede and a crow breeding. It’s about the size of a pug, the frog’s beady eyes watch the bugs approach through the air, then WHAM!

A massive tongue, with a huge bulge at its tip shoots out and slams the centipede into the roof where it explodes into mush. The ceiling is utterly destroyed where the tongue hit. The frog lets out a deep RIBBIT and coils its tongue back into its mouth.

Holy shit.

The frog is now eyeing you with something akin to froggy aggression.

What now?

A) Unleash Jamie. BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD. The creeper.

B) Throw your can, because that was freaking awesome, lets see it do a can.

C) Charge!

Give it the D.

>>25051542
A), and leave Jamie to his fate as we high tail it out of there.

>>25051542
b

>>25051542
B - throw it to the thing's side
THEN A)

>>25051542
A is now reasonable

B) Throw your can, because that was freaking awesome, lets see it do a can.

>>25051576
B serving as a distraction for Jamie of course

>>25051542
b.

>>25051542
Throw one and then let blood psycho attack while its tongue id preoccupied

B

>>25051542
B by itself mostly won, but I decided to throw you a bone, since this encounter was only fatal if you didn't have a companion.

“Wow! That was amazing!” You shout.

Jamie looks at you, disturbed by sudden shift from caution to exuberance.

“Hang on, I’ve got a can.” You dig out the empty soda can from you pocket, it’s a little crinkled from its time with you, but still distinctly can-shaped.

“Here Froggy!” You begin to toss the can, but before you do so, RIBBIT.

WHAM!

The frog’s tongue slams into your can, before going further and slamming into your chest. You are hurled off your feet and land beneath the smoke. Immediately things begin swarming all over your body.

“ACK!” You shout as you climb to your feet, flailing your arms wildly to dislodge the critters. You manage to stand but you think a few of your ribs are cracked. Maybe broken.

"Still pretty awesome," you groan.

Jamie gives a scream, and thrusts his palm out towards the frog.

The frog gives a mournful croak as its eyes explode in a fountain of blood. The blood pours from its mouth and eventually manages to tear its way out of the exposed veins upon its outsides.

Frog now dead, the smoke on the floor slowly begins to dissipate. The creatures within in it begin scurrying away before you can get a clear glimpse at them.

You look at Jamie who appears to be hyperventilating. His eyes are bleeding again too. There’s also a small trickle of it coming from his mouth and nose. That didn’t happen when he attacked you.

You theorize that maybe Jamie’s usage of his power is killing him.

It’s time to move on. Your walk down the hallway leads to a spiralling passage upwards. You come out on the next floor.

There’s two options.

A) Head for the stairwell, Buzz is probably long gone by now.
B) Search for a way up on this level that doesn't involve that stairwell, there must be others.

>>25051442
Matey mate I'm not from /pol/ but I'm guessing if you're so bum-flustered about them you're ACTUALLY from Ribbit

>>25051454
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZjwCmJrnlY

'n Boer maak 'n plan

>>25051724
B

>>25051724
Just take the stairwell.

>>25051724
we are ready for buzz
i want him to be there

A

>>25051724
B, search for others. Check how bad you're hurt, can you walk properly? Also, make Jamie walk first just in case.

>>25051741
>>25051758
>>25051799
>>25051818

New tie breaker plan, I just take the one that had the most first, since I already started writing for the stairwell choice when they became a tie.

>>25051724
Wasn't there supposed to be like 15 of your schoolmates here? How many dead people did we see earlier?

>>25051855
Technically there was twenty of you chosen for the experiment. But in total there's around three students in both the Junior and Senior class.

The amount you saw dead below wasn't easy to count due to the nature of your time there, but there was less than fifty dead.

>>25051940
So six hundred of your schools kids here. Just to clarify that. You've only seen Buzz and Jamie this far. You haven't even asked Jamie about Chris which I find odd.

Anyway, POST!


You head for the stairwell, it’s a relatively short distance away, and Buzz is probably gone. Despite your injuries you’re capable of walking. Jamie’s in worse straits, he stumbles a lot and is barely capable of keeping of pace with you. Still at least he does keep pace.

The two of you reach the ground floor. Finally, it feels like its been days since you’ve seen daylight. The ground level of Next Step is no better straits than below. People are dead or dying all over the place, and there’s fire everywhere. Up ahead you see Buzz, he’s lying on the ground, as a man whom appears to made of latex with a thick black whip for an arm delivers lash after lash to him.

Standing next to the rubber man is a bald, Asian gentleman wearing a pristine suit, he’s smiling beatifically at the lashing the latex man is delivering to Buzz. You have no idea how that man has kept his suit so clean in this chaos, you’ve got blood, and scorch marks all over the tatters of your clothes. You’re not sure whether you want to help Buzz, but those two don’t seem to be intent on letting him live.

A) Help Buzz.

B) Book it before any of them notice you.

C) Try and talk to the two men.

D) Sick Jamie on them.

>>25051957
A. Ehh, we've run headfirst into fights earlier already, no reason to change your habits.

>>25051957
A.
>Captcha: AAA ncryeare
It seems captcha agrees with me.

>>25051957
Maybe we kinda don't want to know that Chris is dead for sure, you know?

>>25051957
C) Try and talk to the two men.

You personally since they're bound to attack. Jamie stays out of view as backup.

>>25051957
Save Buzz.

>>25051989
see
>>25048797
Foreshadowing!

>>25051957
A. We seem to be immune to fire. Maybe we can also manipulate it.

>>25051957
we would do a but we are so tired, more has happened today than in the past month combined, and its wearing, the spark of a thought that the two men are eliminating survivors flickers through our head but... buzz shouldnt die here.. jamie will die if he attacks again, jamie or buzz? maybe i we help somehow they can both live

A

>>25051957
A
Also ask Jamie about Chris

>>25051957
Why no one is voting on throwing disposable resource (Jamie) on them? Anyways, did we bleed from the eyes before?

>>25051957

You charge towards Buzz and the men, intent on helping him. Except your charge turns into a stumbling walk after the first couple of steps as the pain in your ribs prevent you moving faster than a power walk. Still it’s an intimidating given yours and Jamie’s current appearance. The two of you reach Buzz, “Jamie, you pick him up. I’ll deal with the gimp and his friend.” Jamie nods and you stumble over to the latex man who only seemingly now notices your presence.

“Huang, you said you’d deal with anyone else.” He complains right before you slam your fist into his smug, rubbery face. He doesn’t even react to your punch.

Huang smiles widely, “I’m sorry Wu, I get distracted watching you work.” Huang flicks his hands at you and you feel the equivalent of a car in kinetic force slam into your body. You fly through the air and skid along the ground. You can hear Jamie give a shriek as he no doubt receives similar treatment.

“Please wait your turn. Wu will be with you in a moment.” Huang says.

You try to get up, but your arms and legs are pinned to the ground. All you can do is lift your head. Huang smiles again before turning back to Wu and his lashing of Buzz.
You glance over at Jamie. “Jamie… I hate to ask it, but can you… you know?” You half-shout-half-whisper.

Jamie ponders it for a moment. “I’ll try.” He replies. You see him focus intently on Huang. “It’s hard… without being able to move my hands…” You hear him say. Jamie continues for a few moments before you hear Huang give a grunt as he falls to one knee. He clutches his head for a moment before looking towards both of you and locking eyes with Jamie.

WHAM!

Jamie’s forehead collides with the floor in a loud slap. He gives a small cry, letting you know he’s still alive, but things look bad.

You feel angry.

A) Reach into that anger.

B) Feel the fury.

C) Burn with rage.

>>25052188
Burn with rage!

>>25052188
Teenage rage? Oh come on.

>>25052188
Feel the fury.
I'm curious as to what this does.