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(CYOA) The Last Article -PART 2

Discussion in 'Choose Your Own Adventure Land' started by WetWorks, May 14, 2014.

  1. tindrli Arcane

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    Use the bathroom window to escape the room.
     
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  2. asxetos Augur

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    Use the bathroom window to escape the room.
     
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  3. profreshinal Arcane

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    One thing I learned watching all those cop shows is that you can't run away from a heli.

    Get in a closet and hope they don't check it
     
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  4. Grimgravy Augur Patron

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  5. Pussycat669 Liturgist

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    And run she did.
     
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  6. Gondolin Arcane

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    Well, the consensus seems to be that running is the better part of eldritch horror. Let's run.
     
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  7. Jester Arbiter

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    go to them
    sound like sound plan, coming from denial.
     
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  8. ERYFKRAD Barbarian Patron

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    Run
     
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  9. GreyViper Erudite

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    Use the bathroom window to escape the room. Might work, but right now finding a good hiding spot seems more important, until we get better info.
     
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  10. WetWorks Arcane Patron

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    The voices comes closer as my mind picture happy scenarios of being rescued in that black helicopter: They call me mam with their rustic dialects, put a blanket around me and offers me water and words of comfort - that everything is going to be all right from now on. I’m safe.
    Instead the words from outside are all business:

    “Still no sign of R4, Com. We are proceeding with habitat search. Status on Sat?”
    There is no reply, and his words lead me to the belief that he is talking to his bosses. Am I R4?

    My mind pictures walking out to the soldiers, to their safety, but this time there are no warm words or shoulders to lean on. In this scenario I am met with the tornado of bullets, and I fall, limp, ending face up in the rain as my crimson blood mixes with the rain into a discolored river that floats of into a drain somewhere. And as I die the soldiers are still all business, there are no cries of breach of protocol or memories of code of conduct. Instead one of the soldiers unholster a pistol, calmly walks up to my prone figure, aims at my skull and pulls the trigger, ending me once and for all.
    Under my breath I whisper that I’ve seen too many bad movies, but I really don’t like the look and behavior of those army guys, and I keep remember that burnt man and his brutish warning. As the voices and sounds of their boots come closer, I make a decision and head into the bathroom and start opening the window as silently as I can. Despite my efforts, it makes a slight airy noise as I use the lever and push it open. I listen for a reaction, but there is none that seems to be directed at me.
    I climb out the window but lose my grip on the sill and plunges down into the muddy ground outside the. I have a feeling that people would laugh if they had been able to see me, and even though the fall hurt my shoulder, I cant help but smile a little. I can hear the slight buzz of the helicopter mixed with the sounds of army boots.


    “Mam? Are you in here? We have come to save you?” The voices are right outside my room now I Think as the mud beneath me making my clothes wet and dirty. The soldier’s words and intonation are precisely the same as those he used previously, and they strike me as if they are performed out of some kind of robotic duty. I get the feeling I made the right choice.
    I am afraid to get up, that it would somehow alert them to my presences so I crawl away from the window as they enter my room. I hear their voices.

    “Com, this room was occupied. Signs of habitation. No sign of R4.”
    They are going to find me, I think. Again I picture the bullets hitting me, tearing up my flesh sending me to the ground in pieces.

    Despite my misgivings, I get up, feeling layers of wet mud on my pantsuit, and start running for my life.


    Run towards the nearby town.

    Run towards the hills in the distance.
     
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  11. Azira Arcane Patron

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    Aww, no bullets in the dyke yet? Welp, run towards the hills! What can go wrong with that? :troll:
     
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  12. Jester Arbiter

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    Go to tiffany for new clotes. Town in other word.
     
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  13. tindrli Arcane

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    im for the hill
     
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  14. asxetos Augur

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    Run towards the hills in the distance.
     
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  15. GreyViper Erudite

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  16. tindrli Arcane

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    and maybe there are cows in da hills and cows means
    [​IMG]
     
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  17. Grimgravy Augur Patron

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    Town is where all the phat lewt is. Hills is where the eyes and mutants and rapists are.

    Town Hills!
     
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  18. Pussycat669 Liturgist

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    Let's apply some caveman logic here. Run for the hills!
     
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  19. WetWorks Arcane Patron

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    Been busy. Update Wednesday.
     
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  20. tindrli Arcane

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    WEDNESDAY IS NOT COOL BRO!!! :deadhorse:
     
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  21. anus_pounder Arcane

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    Why not thursday...?
     
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  22. WetWorks Arcane Patron

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    I run through the night away from the white lights. My back is turned to the motel building as I run towards those sloping, black hills in the distance, and I am filled with an expectation of being torn up by bullets. Nothing. No gunfire, no flesh torn from my bones, no falling over, headfirst, into the moist grass beneath me. My surroundings turn feral, vague outlines of trees and shrubbery appear in the blurry blackness as I make my way away from my nightmare. In the distance, I still hear the sound of the helicopter, humming lowly, a sound that engulfs most other sounds around me.

    Then I find myself going upward, ascending some wet, black hill with knee high undergrowth. My pants and legs are entirely drenched now, and I can hear the muddy water pooled in my shoes make splotchy sounds as I take step after step. Finally, I reach the top of the hill and stare into the black unknown. I can barely see the outline of more vegetation around me, and perhaps more hills nearby. I turn around and see the motel illuminated from tiny white spots, it looks small and unrecognizable from here, and something in me find it hard to correlate this view of the motel with the place is was just in five minutes ago.
    I breathe heavily and feel dizzy, then I see the yellow lights from the town down the road from the hotel. The town isn’t much to look at, with maybe 50 ground level buildings that all looks so perfectly square from my angle that they may as well be shoeboxes. I tire and lean up against a tree and continue breathing in long raspy breaths, while I start to feel cold down to the bone.
    Then a yellow glimmer from the town, immediately followed by a fiery explosion that births a yellow-red mushroom cloud. Almost a second later then sound of the explosion reaches me, and it is long and powerful.
    It looks like a building has blown but it all went so fast so I don’t know if it was a building or a car or something.
    There is an immediate response, the helicopter take off from the parking lot, all black and grey in the night, and takes off for the town. As it moves towards the explosion, that is now only scattered fire and a black column of grey smoke, little white pinpricks from the town and the sound of small arms fire reaches me. The chopper veers, makes evasive rolls in the air, then retaliates with a volley of massive fire from its undercarriage. There is a deep, fast sound of a thousand bullets fired all at once, then another of those helicopter bursts followed by a third, all the while the helicopter turns and angles its way through the lit night sky.

    It must be the burnt man, I think, that crazy, black guy who tried to kill me. Then I realize that I am literally completely in the dark here, that I have no idea what the hell is going on here, who that man was, where all the townspeople are, who the military guys are and who that woman on the phone was. My train of thoughts make me look at my phone again and almost makes me call 911 for a third time. But I don’t.
    Instead I suddenly recall those thoughts I had earlier, there appear loud and clear to me, almost as if being spoken to me by some deity with a loud booming voice; I WANT TO LIVE.

    With that, I head down the hill away from the town, from the burnt man, from the military and the helicopter.
    I head off into the unknown of silhouetted nature. All around me there are dark trees, flowers, grass and bushes, and they all look slippery and greasy in the pale moonlight. In my mind I imagine myself shambling out of the woods three weeks later, I emerge at some truck stop, looking wild and primal with homemade bandages, makeshift weapons and a determined stare in my eyes. The fat truckers all gasp and point as I make my way back to civilization, having conquered the wilds of the Americas.
    While something about it seems funny, I don’t laugh or smile, since I realize that starvation and actual survival might become very real subjects for me. That even though I may want to live, I( might not make it, that I might end up lying dead in some patch of forest, wild animals picking at my bones. With determination, I shake those thoughts from my mind; they are dangerous, self-destructive ideas I realize, and they are more likely to kill me than actual hunger or peril. Instead, I concentrate on my surroundings and deliberately subdue my inner voices, my imagination and my self-awareness; they have become expensive and perilous luxuries.

    I ascend and descend another hill and start to feel a horrible shrinking feeling of numbness in my shivering bones; they both ache and feel numb and every step hurts, but still I drone on, my complaints buried in the back of my mind.
    In the distance, I keep hearing sporadic sounds of gunfire, but soon they fade into the night, and all that remains are little sounds of raindrops falling on leaves. In a way, the sounds are quite calming and makes me forget my dying body.

    I continue for a few more minutes until I spot something on the ground. Or rather, what I spot is the ground itself. There seems to be some kind of path here, crossing through these foothills.
    Instead of wet grass there is a straight path caked with mud, but maybe it’s not really a path, but more of a track? I realize that I don’t know, that since I’m a city girl I have no idea about the difference between a trail, a track and a path, but this one seems patchy, fresh and disorganized, Whatever it is it crosses through the hills, likely going to and from the town.


    Continue on through the hills.

    Follow the tracks leading away from town.

    Follow the tracks leading back into town.
     
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  23. Azira Arcane Patron

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    Middle option
     
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  24. asxetos Augur

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    Follow the tracks leading away from town.
     
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  25. ERYFKRAD Barbarian Patron

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    Follow the town leading away from the tracks.
     
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