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Cloud is Dead (Final Fantasy VII CYOA)

Discussion in 'Choose Your Own Adventure Land' started by Random, Dec 12, 2013.

  1. The Brazilian Slaughter Arcane

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    Good observation, Baltika.

    Changing my vote to AG.
     
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  2. Grimgravy Augur Patron

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    I agree with Baltika's assessment, but if we're being observed lets show some class. Wings and beer is for the common soldier. If we're potentially being groomed for more, let's eat like more than someone going to a ballgame.
     
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  3. Baltika9 Arcane

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    I have an idea: order the brandy and glasses for two, and sit like this to assert dominance
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    +M
     
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  4. Kipeci Magister

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  6. oscar Prestigious Gentleman Arcane

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    Might make us some friends.
     
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  7. Kalin Arcane Zionist Agent

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    EJ that's what I'd have.
     
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    F is the only true option, we fight communism with trickledown economics
     
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  10. Random Arcane Patron

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    Changing Times Part II

    "Bartender, give me a bottle of that Gysahl Brandy," you say, gesturing up at his top shelf. He grunts and grabs the bottle and a shot glass, slamming them both down by you, but not letting go of them and staring you hard in the eye.

    "That'll be 200 gil. Right now. No tabs for this."

    You nod and whip out your wallet, taking out 200 gil worth of bills and slamming them down in a fat wad with a smug smile. He snatches the bills, counts them, and then releases the bottle, a happy little grin on his scarred face.

    "Thank ya kindly."

    You immediately pop the cap off the translucent bottle and tip it over into the shotglass, pouring a big one for yourself. You take the glass in hand and immediately toss it back, and you're amazed at the strong, burning, bittersweet flavor as you swallow it down and slam your fist into the counter. It's an acquired taste from what you hear, like the Gysahl greens from which it's made, but maybe since you're so alcohol-deprived lately, this stuff just tastes like nectar of the gods. You feel the warm buzz kick in almost immediately due to your empty gut, and you waste no time pouring another shot and downing that as well. Damn, that's good.

    "Here's that sirloin you ordered," the bartender says after he strolls out of the kitchen, sliding a huge plate with a massive, juicy steak on it and some fries on the side. You almost don't even wait for him to hand you silverware before you tear into the meal like a ravenous dog. God, it's not even that good of a steak, but you're just so glad to have real food again that you don't care and you rip through the chewy tendons and gristle with your teeth regardless. You're halfway through the meal when the TV, which had been playing some tunes, suddenly is interrupted by the blue-and-red of an obnoxious ShinRa News report, with the same middle-aged woman as the last news report that you saw in the hospital.

    "Good afternoon, people of the world. It is our great delight to bring you live feed of the execution of the diabolical leader of AVALANCHE, Barret Wallace. We ask that you explain to your children why this event is taking place, and impress upon them the values of loyalty, civility, and peacekeeping. Remind them that ShinRa only does this because of the hundreds of innocent lives the AVALANCHE terrorist organization has taken by bombing two of our mako reactors. ShinRa values peace above all, and there cannot be peace while terrorists continue to act in our world." She sets her papers down and nods, and the camera cuts to a totally different room that you recognize as the execution chamber in Shinra HQ.

    Sitting in the execution chair, locked in by metal restraints, Barret sits with a look on his face that you can only call absolute defeat. Even though he's a bear of a man, all that muscle and his gun arm are totally useless if his will is broken. He looks like he's gone through beating after beating, his face swollen up, one eye a shiny purple, disgusting bruises, cuts, and burn marks all over his arms and exposed torso. The bandages he used to have for his gunshot wounds were torn off at some point, and the wounds reopened by force. The bullet wounds you shot into him.

    "Holy shit," you hear someone else at the bar gasp under his breath.

    "Barret Wallace," a voice says over the room's intercom. "You sit before the world now. Have you any last words?"

    The terrorist opens his quivering mouth, his voice hoarse like he's been screaming for the entire week and a half since you last saw him, his one good eye watering up and dripping tears down his face. "I-I just wanted t' save the Planet." His words are stuttering, his tone broken and morose.

    "Then why did you kill innocent people?" asks the disembodied voice. "You have created nothing but destruction. You are not a savior. You are a monster."

    "I-I'm sorry," Barret groans, shifting around in his seat, blood running out from his broken nose. "I was wrong."

    "Any other last words?"

    "I'm, I'm sorry, Marlene. Please, baby, i-if you're watchin', d-don't look baby... Elmyra, Elmyra, please, don't let her see this... ohh, God... have mercy..."

    "Anything else?"

    "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'd take it all back if I could... Dyne, buddy, I'm sorry I couldn't take care of Marlene... I'm comin' to see ya, pal. Ohhh, I'm so sorry, Marlene..."

    You set the bite of steak you were about to shove in your mouth down, pulling it off the fork with your knife, and then setting both utencils on the plate. Suddenly, your appetite has vanished. In place of more steak, you instead fill your mouth with a tall shot of brandy.

    "Oh fuck, shut it off, bartender," one of the customers shouts from the pool table, a counter-culture punk with sunglasses and a black mohawk. "I don't want to see this!"

    "No, let it play," yells another guy, a man with neatly combed blonde hair and a red tie, looking somewhat like a lawyer or an office worker.

    They start arguing with each other, and others join in, but before it can turn into a brawl, the announcer says, "It is now time. Barret Wallace, for your high crimes of terrorism and mass murder, you are sentenced to death by electric chair, the most severe punishment that ShinRa Electric Power Company can inflict."

    And then, you watch his body suddenly seize up and flop, writhe against the restraints, every muscle in his body tensing simultaneously as lethal volts course through his nervous system, frying the poor bastard from the inside out as his eyes roll back and all his wounds start to bleed afresh. It only takes a few seconds, but watching the horrific agony of the man as he dies, wailing in pain, seems like an eternity. And then, he stops moving, the current is gone, and they cut away back to the news anchorwoman who smiles at the camera.

    "And that's that, folks. Another terrorist pays for his crimes. But there's still more out there. There are always more out there. If you see or hear of any insurgent activity, or even suspect it, please notify the ShinRa Department of Public Safety at the following toll-free number. Thank you, and tune in for the ShinRa Evening News at 6:00."

    The short fanfare for ShinRa News plays as it cuts to the logo, and then the TV returns to its original programming, the jazz music. Unlike the healthy chatter the bar had before, it is now completely dead silent. You grab the bottle of brandy and just chug straight from it, no glass necessary.

    "Fuck ShinRa! Fuck them!" the mohawk-sporting punk from before bellows, swinging his pool cue down and breaking it over the pool table. "Fucking totalitarian bastards!"

    "Hey! You don't get to say that, punk!" yells the lawyer-looking guy, storming up to the biker and jamming a finger in his face. "ShinRa does what it has to do to keep the world safe. You better not be sympathizing with that son-of-a-bitch terrorist who just fried!"

    "Screw you, asshole! They tortured him! You saw how he looked!" the rebel youth roars, smacking the lawyer in the face with the broken pool cue and drawing blood from his cheek with the sharp broken end. The moment the blow collides, five more men of various stripes but all looking like dutiful ShinRa employees have jumped up from their booth seats and rounded on the punk guy, but a buddy of his steps up to back him up, too. Two versus six, the punks looking much more the better fighters and armed with improvised weapons. Do you even care? The bartender should probably be the guy to break it up, but he's currently in the kitchen, and you can hear awful gut-heaving noises coming from in there. He must be throwing up. Not a bad idea, you think absentmindedly.

    What do you do?

    A) [Charm: Hard] Intervene in the fight and try to convince both sides to calm down through charisma and persuasion
    B) [Bluff: Hard] Intimidate the fighters of both sides to break it up by threatening to beat them all down if you have to
    C) [Hand to Hand] Join the punks and beat up the executive-looking guys; you hate asslicking office chumps like them
    D) [Hand to Hand] Join the pencil pushers and beat up the punks; they're the scum of Midgar
    E) [Hand to Hand] Don't fuck around; fight dirty with your knife, a broken bottle, anything (must be combined with C or D for targeting purposes)
    F) Do nothing and keep drinking; let things play out as they will.
    G) Leave the bar; better not to stick around for whatever this is gonna end up being.
    H) Alternative

    Character Sheet
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    Name: Marcus "Steelwall" Westford
    Class: Ranger
    Level: 2
    Profession: Major of the ShinRa Co. Peacekeeping Corps, Department of Public Safety, Military Police Division
    Age: 23
    Inner Nature: X
    Dominant Inner Nature: None
    Health: [Pristine - Fine - Poor - Severe - Critical - Dead]
    Status: Inebriated

    Characteristics:
    Strength 4 Agility 8
    Tenacity 6 Intelligence 7

    Skills:
    Discipline Lvl. 3
    Marksmanship Lvl. 2, Athletics Lvl. 2, Bluff Lvl. 2
    Hand-to-Hand Lvl. 1, Fieldcraft Lvl. 1, Stealth Lvl. 1, Academics Lvl. 1, Observation Lvl. 1, Electronics Lvl. 1, Computer Use Lvl. 1

    Perks:
    Tough Guy ("Love the suck." The penalty for all mundane negative status effects is reduced by 1)

    Inventory: Civilian casual clothes, Shinra Employee ID Card, Jupiter Energy Bar, Pocket Knife, Spearmint Gum, Portable Handheld System, Wallet w/ 19,680 Gil, Note from Janice, Tom's business card (blood-stained)
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  11. ERYFKRAD Barbarian Patron

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    H) E) Krump 'em both.
     
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  12. skaraher Arbiter

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  13. Baltika9 Arcane

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    I want to do FE>G, by which I mean we keep drinking until someone sticks us into the fight. Then we krump 'em all in self-defense.

    I really don't see the need to get involved, or to wake up in prison tomorrow.
     
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  14. oscar Prestigious Gentleman Arcane

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    F.

    While probably individually better than any of these guys we're not a spectacular unarmed fighter and it's not worth copping another injury over. My heart's with the punks but it could get us in trouble.
     
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  15. Azira Arcane Patron

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    Both charming and bluffing could be fun, now that we're drunk. :troll:

    But I'm leaning more towards the "fuck this" attitude.

    G>F
     
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  16. Grimgravy Augur Patron

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    G with the proviso that we take our bottle of hooch > F
     
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  17. Kipeci Magister

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  18. Kalin Arcane Zionist Agent

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    H) - Keep drinking and notify the ShinRa Department of Public Safety of the flagrant insurgent activity. :lol:
     
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  19. Baltika9 Arcane

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    I love it.

    Flopping to H>F>G
     
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  20. Random Arcane Patron

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    Due to there being a three-way tie for F - G - H as primary votes, flipping to secondary votes gives F a strong lead over the other two. F wins. Something something "Apathy is death."

    Changing Times Part III

    You seriously cannot be assed to get off your seat and do anything, and decide it's probably better just to let things play out on their own rather than potentially escalating them further. Besides, it's not your bar.

    You don't even watch the fight, instead opting to keep sipping your brandy, getting that nice warm buzz in your ears. You can tell the punks are the ones getting beaten up because the salarymen are shouting ShinRa slogans with triumphant tone, and the defiant yells of the lowlifes have vanished. Eventually the bartender comes out and pulls out his shotgun and forces them all the break it up, and you turn to watch the punks stumble and limp out of the place while the salarymen pay their tabs and leave next.

    As you're watching them go, you notice a bikerwoman dressed in a leather jacket, tight jeans, bike gloves, and boots leaning against the wall by the exit, not an inch of exposed flesh on her. You can't see her face because she's wearing a black motorcycle helmet with a black tinted visor. You're pretty sure it's not Tifa from AVALANCHE going off her chest, but then again it's hard to get a good read due to her thick jacket. But you get the distinct impression that whoever she is, she's watching you. The fact that she's just standing there in plain sight seems to indicate she doesn't care that you know that. Still, it's a bit off-putting and makes it difficult to enjoy the rest of your drink in silence.

    You turn back to the bartender, pay for the steak, throw down a 10 gil tip for him, grab the bottle of brandy, and decide to walk back to your apartment. You thought you'd prefer to drink in public, but now you feel like a big proponent of privacy. More than a little annoyed, you head for the door and, watching the stranger, you see how her head swivels to watch you walk right out. Yep. She's watching you. You only make it about ten yards from the door before you hear it swing open with a loud clank as it slams into the wall and glance over your shoulder to see the motorcycle woman walk to her motorcycle - a suped up ShinRa racing bike - and watch her turn it on and back out into the road, then start driving behind you. Experimentally you turn a corner at the end of a block and she makes the same turn. She's not even trying to hide the fact that she's following you. But your question is, how long has she been doing so? Did you somehow miss her tailing you on the way to the bar?

    At the very least, if she wanted to kill you, you're pretty sure she had a good shot at it back in the bar with your back to her and half-drunk. Logically, she's not there for that. But what exactly is her purpose, then? A bodyguard hired by ShinRa? Could she be a journalist or something?

    You have a long way to walk to get to your apartment, which is in Sector 4. You'd like to catch the train to save some time, and doing that might be enough to lose her. Might. Then again, you're pretty sick of sitting around. The walk might do you some good. It's only eight or nine miles by your estimate.

    What do you do?

    A) Take the train
    B) Just walk all the way there, and don't bother trying to lose her
    C) Stop and confront your tail
    D) Try to shake her off by taking alleys and shortcuts
    E) Alternative

    Character Sheet
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    Name: Marcus "Steelwall" Westford
    Class: Ranger
    Level: 2
    Profession: Major of the ShinRa Co. Peacekeeping Corps, Department of Public Safety, Military Police Division
    Age: 23
    Inner Nature: X
    Dominant Inner Nature: None
    Health: [Pristine - Fine - Poor - Severe - Critical - Dead]
    Status: Inebriated

    Characteristics:
    Strength 4 Agility 8
    Tenacity 6 Intelligence 7

    Skills:
    Discipline Lvl. 3
    Marksmanship Lvl. 2, Athletics Lvl. 2, Bluff Lvl. 2
    Hand-to-Hand Lvl. 1, Fieldcraft Lvl. 1, Stealth Lvl. 1, Academics Lvl. 1, Observation Lvl. 1, Electronics Lvl. 1, Computer Use Lvl. 1

    Perks:
    Tough Guy ("Love the suck." The penalty for all mundane negative status effects is reduced by 1)

    Inventory: Civilian casual clothes, Shinra Employee ID Card, Jupiter Energy Bar, Pocket Knife, Spearmint Gum, Portable Handheld System, Wallet w/ 19,670 Gil, Note from Janice, Tom's business card (blood-stained)
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  21. taxalot Gone forever. Patron

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    There's 27 pages of this. Should I read those ?
     
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  22. Baltika9 Arcane

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    C. If she gets evasive, then we should get creative and confront her. I have a feeling that this is important.

    Welcome to the LP. I do recommend reading the updates to get a feel for the character we've built, but we are not that far along.
     
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  23. Grimgravy Augur Patron

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    B - if she wants to talk she can come in for a nightcap.
     
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  24. Random Arcane Patron

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    If you want to get the full detail of experiences the character has gone through from start to finish, yeah. If not, here's a summary that's a lot less exciting than the actual updates themselves:

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    You are Marcus Westmore, a Lieutenant security officer stationed at ShinRa HQ. You were supposed to go on vacation but AVALANCHE attacked, and you decided to fight instead of run away. After a lot of struggles, you managed to shoot and kill Cloud Strife, ending the attack before it could achieve its goal. You collapsed from your injuries and exhaustion, and then woke up to find that the President of ShinRa had been killed, seemingly by the legendary hero Sephiroth. You chose to let Tifa Lockhart, the only unharmed member of AVALANCHE, escape because she saved your life.

    After that, you spent a while getting back into the groove of things and working out. As the man who took down AVALANCHE, you were spontaneously promoted to Major and received major media acclaim. While at one of the sets that was filming a late night talk show, terrorists later identified as AVALANCHE attacked the studio and you barely managed to survive, saving the hostages in the process, but you needed to be saved by a SOLDIER sent in to wipe out the enemy forces.

    Finally back to full health after surviving a gunshot wound, you have no outstanding orders except to get some rest, so you were discharged from the hospital. You went to a bar and got some good food and drink, but then watched the leader of AVALANCHE, Barret Wallace, get executed on live TV, listening to his miserable apologies after having been tortured into a broken man by ShinRa. You are now heading home after staying out of a barfight caused by the execution, and noticed you are being followed by a mysterious biker lady.
     
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  25. ERYFKRAD Barbarian Patron

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