AI Dungeon - Grow your own story
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This went downhill rapidly:
Spoiler:You are Dilbert, a detective living in Chicago. You have a pistol and a police badge. You enter the forest where you believe the criminal you're searching for fled to. Suddenly, you hear a scream.
You approach the source of the scream and find a young woman in a night gown. She screams again when she sees you.
> You say "It's ok, I'm a police detective!"
You are immediately transformed into a brain-addled doormat.
> You say "What the fuck?"
The woman looks at you with glazed eyes and begins to purr. She runs her hands up and down your body.
"Ah... this is heaven..." she sighs.
> You say "Transform me back into my normal self please"
"Oh yes, yes, yes..." she says and starts taking off her gown.
Her voluptuous body is covered with scars and needle marks. It's obvious that she has been through hell and back again.
"Please... turn me back..." she says and grabs your head with both hands.
Suddenly, a deafening noise is heard and you feel like your brain has been exploded. The world goes black and you fall to the ground, dead.
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Send messageIt's early days here, but we're off to a flyer. Time to abuse my authority!Spoiler:You are Officer McStrife, a cop living in the the futuristic city of Zail. You have a laser pistol and a stunner. You are part of a police unit tasked with finding government criticizers. You wake up in the morning and hear on the radio that a conspiracy has been uncovered to overthrow the government by releasing a poisonous gas throughout the city. You are sent to investigate.
You arrive at the apartment block and order everyone you see out of the building.
> You search the building for money.
You enter the apartment building and begin searching the first floor for anyone hiding. You come across a television set in a room with a group of dirty mattresses on the floor.
> You search for money.
You notice there is a video camera pointed at you.
> You take the money.
You walk up to the TV and turn it off. A voice crackles through the speakers, "Taken your money, now please leave."
A robot arms comes out of the TV and points its gun at you.
> You immediatly draw your laser pistol and yell "FREEZE SLIMEBALL" before firing wildly at the TV anyway.
The TV explodes into a shower of metal and plastic, as you watch with a grimace on your face.
> You say "I always hated that show" with a smirk. Then plant some drugs in the apartment.
You search the apartment and find a bunch of illegal drugs, including a bunch of ecstasy, marijuana and several flasks of alcohol."Let me tell you, when yung Rouj had his Senna and Mansell Scalextric, Frank was the goddamn Professor X of F1." -
Who is this Al Dungeon guy anyway?Come with g if you want to live... -
Paul the sparky wrote:This went downhill rapidly:
Spoiler:You are Dilbert, a detective living in Chicago. You have a pistol and a police badge. You enter the forest where you believe the criminal you're searching for fled to. Suddenly, you hear a scream.
You approach the source of the scream and find a young woman in a night gown. She screams again when she sees you.
> You say "It's ok, I'm a police detective!"
You are immediately transformed into a brain-addled doormat.
> You say "What the fuck?"
The woman looks at you with glazed eyes and begins to purr. She runs her hands up and down your body.
"Ah... this is heaven..." she sighs.
> You say "Transform me back into my normal self please"
"Oh yes, yes, yes..." she says and starts taking off her gown.
Her voluptuous body is covered with scars and needle marks. It's obvious that she has been through hell and back again.
"Please... turn me back..." she says and grabs your head with both hands.
Suddenly, a deafening noise is heard and you feel like your brain has been exploded. The world goes black and you fall to the ground, dead.
Wtf -
FranticPea wrote:Paul the sparky wrote:This went downhill rapidly:
Spoiler:You are Dilbert, a detective living in Chicago. You have a pistol and a police badge. You enter the forest where you believe the criminal you're searching for fled to. Suddenly, you hear a scream.
You approach the source of the scream and find a young woman in a night gown. She screams again when she sees you.
> You say "It's ok, I'm a police detective!"
You are immediately transformed into a brain-addled doormat.
> You say "What the fuck?"
The woman looks at you with glazed eyes and begins to purr. She runs her hands up and down your body.
"Ah... this is heaven..." she sighs.
> You say "Transform me back into my normal self please"
"Oh yes, yes, yes..." she says and starts taking off her gown.
Her voluptuous body is covered with scars and needle marks. It's obvious that she has been through hell and back again.
"Please... turn me back..." she says and grabs your head with both hands.
Suddenly, a deafening noise is heard and you feel like your brain has been exploded. The world goes black and you fall to the ground, dead.
Wtf
I was all geared up for a hard boiled detective story, going to play it straight and solve a few crimes. -
Just completed it in record time.
Spoiler:
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You are Steve, a cop living in the the futuristic city of Zail. You have a laser pistol and a stunner. You are part of a police unit tasked with finding government criticizers. You wake up in the morning and hear on the radio that your team is to raid the home of David Meek, an old man who has just had his house raided by the police and ransacked.
> You ask "Why are we raiding David Meek when he has literally just been raided?"
Your fellow officers think for a moment. One says "We might as well, if we were to raid him too soon, it might destroy the effect.
> You quit police force and pursue dream of becoming a dancer.
You become a successful exotic dancer and live happily ever after.
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Lol; trying to play it straight and found some fresh clothes in my apocalypse setting. Trying to simply change into them from my rags proving quite difficult. The AI thought I wanted to sleep in a garbage bag, and then made a point of saying my underwear was now dirty.
Spoiler:> You open the boxes.
You open the first box and find some clothes, then another and find some more clothes. There must have been some forgotten boxes down here that were meant to be taken out but got forgotten.
> You take the clothes.
You unbutton your shirt and take off your pants, leaving you wearing only your underwear. You hope it's enough, it's not like there's an inventory to choose from.
> You dress.
You find a large garbage bag, easily big enough for you to climb inside. You rip it open and climb inside it. You tuck it around you and hunker down for warmth.
> You put clothes back on.
You climb out of the garbage bag and put on your pants and shirt, before tucking in your now dirty underwear and pants into your underwear. -
It's gone insane on me here. Leaving a grocery store and looking for other survivors:
> You leave the store.
As you make your way through the streets, you consider where to go next.
Note: There is a lot of text on this screen. Please copy and paste the text to your computer to read it there.
> You look around the area.
As you wander through the streets you note that although everything is deserted, the signs directing people to the restrooms are all still clearly legible. You make sure to choose one with a toilet that hasn't been ripped out yet.
> You shout.
"THE CULT OF JESUS CHRIST MALACHI! HENCEFORTH WE ARE NO LONGER RESPECTED AS FOLLOWS: WE ARE DIRTY UNDERWEAR WEAPONS!" -
WTF
Spoiler:As you continue walking, you hear screams of terror from a house in the distance as it's raided by looters.
> You run for cover near the house.
You hide behind a broken down car while you wait for the raid to be over.
> You watch the raid.
Several men armed with crowbars, hammers, and guns break into the house, yelling "Cum get your filthy underclothes! We're giving them away for free!" at least twice before entering the house. -
Genius. I can't help visualising all this madness, would be great to make animations of some of this stuff. Actually a quick search for "ai dungeon animated" in youtube yields a few results, dunno how good they are.
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This was an AI story generated by Talk To Transformer, which generates a few paragraphs based on some initial input, produces similarly bizzare results as AI Dungeon. I offered the input "Let me tell you a sad story" in the Twitch chat and he read it out live. Someone then made this little animation -
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It's going a bit 2A on me now.
> You load the gun.
You hold the gun up to your head and think about how you're going to kill yourself with it, but then realize that there is no need as they will never take away your firearms again. -
First chapter of my zombie flick -
Spoiler:You are Dickens, a scientist trying to survive in a world filled with infected zombies everywhere. You have a backpack and a solar-powered tablet. You pound your fist on the table angry that you still haven't found the cure to the infection. You turn to your assistant and shout at her.
"I swear Barbara, if we find the cure I'll give you the name of our next-of-kin!"
> You walk around the lab angrily.You continue to walk around your messy lab. Barbara isn't going to be any use to you dead. After realizing this, you sigh and lay your head down on your desk. The dead don't feel tired.
> You say "Barbara, what are the results from test subject B12?"Barbara stands at attention, pushing her glasses up her nose.
"Yes, Doctor?"
"Test subject B12's result.
> You say "What are the results Barbara? The zombie we injected with serum 3 yesterday evening, has there been any changes in its responses? Its physiology?""Yes, sir. There have been changes, but they are too minute to measure.
> You say "How can you tell there has been changes if they are too minute to measure?"Barbara begins to look annoyed as you question her skills as a doctor. She looks over your head to the table with all of the jars filled with fluids.
>You click your fingers to get her attention. "Barbara, what are the changes to subject B12?", there must be something.
She looks back at you, annoyed, as she grabs a clipboard and a pen. "The heart rate has increased by two beats per minute." She pauses to make sure she understands her own statement before continuing.
> You say "Ok, thank you. Huh.. well, perhaps something will have changed by tomorrow.. I'm going to the balcony to observe the situation outside, and think about our next move. We've all but run out of the necessary materials to synthesise the next serum.. You stay here and monitor the subjects."You exit your lab and head towards the door which leads outside. As you leave the noisy lab behind you, you feel a cool night breeze hit your face, sending you in a momentary sense of relief from the heat.
>You walk up to the railing on the balcony, and look out into the city. There are no lights from the other buildings, and the only movement you can discern is the stumbling, shambling mass of the several hundred zombies that are pushing into the front gate. Thankfully it shows no signs of buckling.
Then it occurs to you: they can't see you. At least, not you directly. Perhaps if you took off your sunglasses they'd see something and realize you're here, but you can't take that chance.
>The experiments in the lab over the last two weeks have shown that the zombies seem to respond primarily to faces, that part of of the cortex must not get touched by the brain-rot. It's a relatively simplistic form of recognition thankfully, even something as basic as sunglasses can prevent them from immediately attacking. Too bad we didn't realise this until it was too late...
You step back inside and head towards the sound of low voices coming from behind a door at the end of the hall.
"He says he doesn't know anything." You hear a voice say.
> You open the door and find out what's happening.You open the door and find three men in lab coats standing around a table, looking at a clipboard with a man in uniform pinned against the wall.
> You say "Why is this man being restrained? We need every guard we can get.."The men turn towards you and raise their guns immediately. Before they can shoot you though, one of them turns back to the door and flips a switch next to it.
> You dive backwards out of the room back into the hall.You duck as a bullet slams into the door just above your head. A second later you hear gunshots from further in the room as several men begin firing at the intruders from inside.
>You don't know what is going on, the intruders must be raiders that have come looking for food and fuel. You realise you have to get out of here with your serums and test papers, finding a cure is the only thing that matters. You run back through the building and burst through the doors of the main lab room where Barbara is still working, closing and locking the door shut behind you.
> You say "Barbara! Raiders are attacking the compound, we have to leave now! Collect the test papers and serums, we can't let this research go to waste!"Barbara drops her clipboard and starts running past you. "On it! You get the cars ready!" You hear her shouting as she heads out into the corridor, grabbing equipment bags along the way.
>You run down to the garage on the east side of the building, hopefully the raiders haven't made their way over here yet. On the way you pass by the holding cells for the test subjects, you pause by one which contains an eyeless old zombie, the skin only partially decayed. The preservatives are very effective at preventing to much decay from the test subjects. The small sign on the cell door reads "B12".
You open up another cell which contains a tall, thin woman in shambler clothes. The sign on the door reads "C1".
> You place C1 in shackles and push the vacant woman towards the door. You then open the door for B12, shackle him and push him in front of you next to C1. You lead both of them down to the garage and seat them in the back seats of a large pickup truck. You wait for Barbara to get back with the test equipment.As you wait you think about how to best organize your groups escape. Your groups escape is going to require all the able bodied people you have in each category along with whatever supplies they have or can quickly gather up.
> You say "Well, a sightless goon of an old zombie and a mindless half-turned aren't going to be much use in a fight, but they are essential if I hope to find a cure.. Dammit where is Barbara? We need to get out of here."Suddenly you hear some gunshots from far away, it's a bit muffled due to all the walls and floorboards, but it's clearly a gunshot.
>"Shit! I need to go back and find her". You grab a shotgun off of a nearby weapons rack, load it with buckshot and start back up the stairs into the labs to look for Barbara, locking the door to the garage behind you. B12 and C1 won't be going anywhere.
You quickly search through a few rooms upstairs before heading down a long flight of stairs towards the front of the house, still hearing the faint sounds of gunshots through the halls.
> You carefully make your way to Barbara's quarters. Perhaps she's hiding there.As you make your way down these stairs you hear some muffled sounds, it doesn't sound like it's coming from too far away but you can't be sure.
> You go into Barabara's room.As you round the corner at the bottom of the stairs you find that it's an office room at the front of the house with a sofa and couple of chairs, there's a man on the floor with his throat ripped out
> You look around the room for Barbara.As you enter this room you see a couple of zombies just starting to get up from behind the sofas.
> You shoot the zombies in the head with two well aimed shotgun blasts.You walk over to see if either one is still alive but they're both clearly dead so you quickly move onto finding Barbara, who is not here after all.
> You look in your office to see if Barbara is there.As you open the door you see that it's a small cramped desk room, there's not much else in here except for windows and more floor to ceiling bookshelves.
> You say "Barbara are you in here? It's me, Dickens."There's no reply and you begin searching the room again just in case she fainted or something, after about a minute you call out again.
"Barbara? Its me, Dicken."
> You listen for a reply.As you call out again, you hear something from further back in the room. It's low and raspy like someone who isn't really in great health.
> You advance slowly with the shotgun raised to see who it is.As you approach closer to this figure, you see that its a man lying in an oversized leather chair, his eyes are missing, there's blood all over his face and his mouth is sewn shut, it seems that he has also had his nose and both ears chopped off. There is a tray of what looks like human organs sitting next to him on a table, beside that is a large container of what looks like purple fire.
> You say "What in hell is all this? I can't deal with this now I just have to find Barbara, she must be somewhere nearby."As you approach closer, you see that its very apparent that this man is dead, as you move the tray close enough for him to grab you he attempts to grab hold of one of the organs on the tray but grabs instead one of the human arms that is poking out of an organ bag and holds on tightly as his body twitches uncontrollably.
>"Fuck this, I'm getting out of here". You leave the twitching man and exit the room, you see Barbara's head poking out of a nearby bathroom, looking nervously around. "Barbara, come here" you whisper.
After about ten minutes, Barbara appears, her clothes are torn and she has a few wounds on her face but she seems to be in one piece. "Jesus, that was some scary movie"
> You say "What happened to you? Never mind we have to get out of here, do you have the test equipment?"Barbara says nothing as she rushes over to where you are and checks that the equipment is still in her bag. "Yes it's all here" She says as she lets out a sigh of relief.
> You say "Wonderful, lets go. I've prepared a vehicle down in the garage. Stay close behind me, there may be raiders between us and there."Barbara follows you as you head towards the garage, though she doesn't seem all that interested in where you're going, as soon as you reach the garage she gets in without saying a word and just shoots at something behind
> You say "Barbara! No! Stop shooting! I put them in here, we need test subjects if we are ever to find the cure. Damn.. well at least we still have B12."Barbara ignores you as she unloads the gun into some hapless zombies head that is unfortunate enough to be in the way. "Sorry folks but our time here is done"
> You take the gun from Barbara and get her to look you in the eyes. "Listen, we need to take a zombie test subject with us to have any chance of creating a cure for this. C1 wasn't even fully turned! God damn it.. I'll push her out then we can try and drive our way out of here, ok?"Barbara reluctantly complies and gets back into the vehicle, with test tubes and other equipment she was carrying. "Ok listen, I'm going to drive, you just have to tell me if anything comes near us".
> You say "Ok, you were always the better driver anyway. I'm going to remotely open the garage door and the front gate now, when I say go you start driving us at a good speed out of here, understand? And keep your head down, I don't know where those raiders are but they might take a shot at us on our way out."You let the garage door down and close it again then head over to the front gate and open it quickly before returning to the vehicle and waiting for the go ahead to start driving out.
> You say "Go Barbara, drive us out of here. This truck should have no trouble getting through the zombie crowd."Barbara rapidly hits the accelerator as she turns her head towards you. You see a burst of shambling corpses rushing into the street before she floors it and speeding out of the garage hitting 100 almost immediately.
>You, Barbara and B12 ride out through the city in the patrol truck, making your way towards test facility gamma, 3 miles to the east of the city. There was no shots from the raiders thankfully, but you remain vigilant through these abandoned streets.
It's not long before you notice some shamblers in the road ahead trying their best to eat any living thing that passes by.
> You say "Just keep driving Barbara, run them down if you have to. We need to reach Gamma soon, I hope its not been breached.."Barbara ignores you and keeps driving, then slams her foot on the accelerator as two shamblers attempt to climb onto the truck.
> You slam the door into one of them, pushing it off of the truck. You open the door and lean out with the shotgun to take a shot at the other who is nearly on top of the roof.You fire off at the shambler's head, blowing it off in a spray of blood and gray matter. After checking for anyone following, you close the door and return to driving.
> You keep on the road until you reach test facility gamma.The trip is uneventful except for a minor change in route when you notice a horde coming down the road from the left. "We'll have to change course now, to avoid them" you say.
Barbara pulls over as you get out and look for somewhere to turn around. You spot a blockade half a mile up the road, clearly placed to keep cars from getting through.
> You say "Shit! We're going to have to go offroad through these fields to get around that blockade. Do you think you can handle that Barbara?"Barbara seems happy to get off the road. She hops out of the truck and looks at the fields we'll have to cross. "Sure I can do it, just stay close behind me."
> You grab the equipment and the placid B12 before following Barbara into the field.Barbara leads you through the wheat field as she had promised. The going isn't easy though as Barbara soon finds out when she slips on some wet grass and ends up twisted ankle.
> You say "Lean on my shoulder, we need to keep going. I'll bandage up your ankle when we've got out of here."Barbara leans on your shoulder while hopping around on one foot. "Sorry about this, I really shouldn't have assumed that these fields would be dry.
>"Don't worry about it". You struggle through the tall grass with Barbara, pulling the shambling B12 along behind the two of you by a cord attached to your waist.
Your arms strain with the awkward weight of both zombies and test subject. Eventually you make it out of the field and into the woods where you find an easier walking path.
> You keep walking through the woods until you see the Gamma compound building ahead of you.You walk through the woods for about half an hour more, passing a few more shamblers and even a few fast types which give you a wide berth.
> You walk up to Test Facility Gamma, stopping a safe distance from the crowd of shamblers bumping into the front gate.You stop walking and look at all of them. They all seem to be in a collective trance like state, only their eyes moving to track your movement.
> You say "Put on your sunglasses Barbara, remember they won't attack if they can't see your eyes. Stay close to me and we'll get up to the gate where I can try and hail someone inside through the intercom."You move slowly closer to the crowd of infected, getting within a few metres of them before taking off your jacket and wrapping it around your arm to use as a shield from the rain.
> You slowly walk up to the intercom next to the gate, and hit the button to talk to whoever is inside the compound, hopefully your old friend Cedric..You step onto the intercom button and start talking. "Hello, this is _____ from Facility 17 here. Do you read?"
> You say "Repeat, this is Dickens from Facility 17, is there anyone in there?"There is a short pause as if whoever is inside is counting how many people are outside before answering. "Yeah, we can hear you, come on inside, the door's open."
>A small door, half hidden by vines, opens to the left of the main gate. You, Barbara, and B12 swiftly enter. Once you are all through the door close behind you. You look around the inside of Facility Gamma.
A large complex like this one tends to have a large amount of security, but fortunately it looks like whoever took over this place left before turning on the alarms.
> You say "Cedric! It's me Dickens! Are you still here?"You hear a shout from inside the control room. " Dickens! Good to see ya! Give a hand with these three and head on in, it's been a while!"
>You help Cedric with the three shambler test subjects, placing them into cells on the ground floor of the facility. You place B12 into an adjacent cell, before turning to talk to Cedric. "What happened to you?"
"Me? I'm fine, been better but hey at least I got to see you again! Now head on inside, I'll explain everything once we're alone."
I'm experimenting with trying to guide the story along a bit more, I've got a rough idea of where I want it to go, but then modifying my ideas based on what oddities the AI comes up with and trying to feed that back into the story. It's pretty rough, with some changing terminology and stuff but it's going quite well so far.
When you use the "Story" input mode it doesn't seperate your input, so I've gone through and manually added the > and spaced things so you can see my text. I'm curious too see how much the AI is able to learn based on my exposition and how well it can improvise with it. -
Just had they longest every mystery story. It went on for ever, in a kind of meta way.Spoiler:You are Arnold, a patient living in Chicago. You have a hospital bracelet and a pack of bandages. You wake up in an old rundown hospital with no memory of how you got there. You take a look around the room and see it filled with other old broken down beds and instruments. The only other person in the room is an old broken down orderly who gives you a creepy smile.
"You're new here kid"
> You say "Don't call me kid, you old fart. I'm Arnold, your worst nightmare"
The old man just smiles and says:
"I know who you are kid, and I know what you did."
"What I did?
> You say "Yeah, yeah, I'm a ghost and O started a fire and killed all these other dufuses. Never mind that, have you got any cocaine?"
The man shakes his head.
> You say "Well, your of no use to me then. Laters dickwad!"
You turn to leave but the man calls out to you.
"I'm not done talking to you."
You turn to the old man again who looks like he's about to cry.
> You say "Jesus suffering fuck. What is it?"
> You say "Go on then, spit it out old timer!"
The man turns his wheelchair so that he is facing you and begins to roll towards you.
> You say "Hey, hey that's close enough Ironside. Whatchoowant?"
He reaches out for your hand and grasps it firmly.
"I want you to remember kid..."
You feel his grip strengthen and then... nothing.
The old man gets up from his wheelchair and walks over to the window. He sighs heavily and places his hand on the glass. Suddenly the window shatters sending glass flying everywhere. A second later, a siren begins to blare loudly. People begin to shout and run into the hallway.
> You tackle the old man out of the window.
You sprint out of bed and towards the old man who is struggling to climb out the window. He laughs weakly as he climbs onto the windowsill before collapsing out of view.
"See ya later kid."
> You jump out of the window after the old man.
You jump out of the window and hit the floor running towards where you think the nearest exit is. The alarm is still blaring but you manage to find the emergency exit door and open it up.
> You run through the door.
As you reach the door, you can feel your heart pounding in your chest. In front of you is a hallway filled with other patients, all rushing in the opposite direction.
> You follow the patients.
You start walking down the hallways beside the other patients. Suddenly a wave of dizziness hits you causing you to stumble. You try to steady yourself but you're having a difficult time seeing straight. The next thing you know, you trip over something and everything goes black.
> You wake up.
You wake up in a large waiting room. The first thing you notice is how numb you feel all over. The second thing you notice is that all the people in the room are wearing hospital gowns.
> You talk to other patient.
One woman sitting in a chair near the corner of the room notices you waking up and immediately gets up to talk to you.
"Hey are you okay?"
"Yeah...I think so..."
> You say "Where am I?"
She points at the television mounted on the wall behind her. On the TV is a news anchor reporting on a plane crash that killed all on board. Television screens across the room are showing the same news story.
> You say "Ok. So I take it I'm dead then."
"Yes, but aren't you a little worried?"
You sit up and take notice of your surroundings more carefully.
> You say "Why would I be worried? I'm dead!"
She sits back down and her eyes appear to get larger as she realizes that she may have misjudged your response.
"So, do you think we'll ascend then?
> You say "You might, but I've got a one way ticket to hell baby! "
She sits back and exhales deeply. Then after another moment, she speaks again.
"Well then, let's get down to business....Do you want to go to heaven?"
> You say "Heaven? With all those fluffy clouds, dudes in halos and Christians? Nah mate, I'd rather hang out with Hendrix and Joplin - the devil had all the best tunes."
She frowns at your response and exhales again. Then after another moment, she speaks again.
"Well then, do you want to go to hell?
> You say "Already been there mucker. It's called 'Sunderland Vs Hull' in February."
"Well, do you accept Jesus Christ as your personal lord and saviour and go to heaven or do you refuse and go to hell?" she asks.
> You say "Jesus? Black dude with a beard?"
She nods solemnly and then continues.
"Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?"
> You say "What happens if I go to heaven then? Please tell it isn't like songs of fucking praise all day."
"Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks again.
"Can't I just stay here and enjoy myself instead?"
> You say "Jesus saves, but it's the lack of interest that kills you."
She looks at you blankly before continuing.
"Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the third time.
> You say "Look pal, I'm not going to answer that until you tell me more about heaven."
She bites her lip nervously and exhales before continuing.
"Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the fourth time.
> You say "Are you malfunctioning or something? I'm not going to answer that until you give me a bit more information. What will I do in heaven?"
She pauses for a moment before continuing.
"Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the fifth time.
> You get up and change the TV channel to MTV.
You change the channel to MTV and immediately start dancing and singing along to some music channel. The patient smiles and joins in for a bit before sitting back down to wait patiently again.
> You say "So, what's hell like?"
She pauses for a moment as she tries to think of an answer.
"Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?"
> You say "I think I might already be in hell, with your incessant and boring line of questioning."
She looks shocked by your response before bursting into laughter. She shakes her head repeatedly before smiling again. She reaches out and grabs your hand briefly as she speaks.
"Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the first time.
"Well, will you be there?"
> You say "Yes, ok, I accept jeebus. Fucking hell mate, you really don't give up do you?"
"Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the second time.
"Can I ask why?
> You say "Why what?"
She exhales deeply and smiles at you warmly.
"Why is there pain in hell?" she asks.
"Because..." you think for a moment, "because god said so?"
> You say "There is no God, only man and the evil that exists in all of our hearts. "
She pauses for a moment as she thinks over your words. She sighs heavily before continuing. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?"
> You say "Refuse!"
She nods solemnly before speaking once more. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the final time.
> You sit on the woman.
The woman lets out a startled yelp before smiling. She leans forward and kisses you on the lips passionately before getting up from the chair. "Welcome to the family,"
> You shriek at the top of your voice for as long as possible, whilst punching yourself in the ear.
As soon as you make contact with yourself, a sharp ringing noise pierces your eardrum causing you to scream out in pain and fall to the floor holding your ear.
> You say "Mummy! She touched my safe space!"
Your mother walks out of her bedroom rubbing her eyes and looking very tired. As soon as she sees what has happened she lets out a startled yelp before running over to you and picking you up off the floor.
> You say "What are you doing here mummy? Are you dead too?"
She shakes her head as she laughs nervously. "No sweetie, I'm fine. Just really tired is all." She sits down in her chair and gently strokes your hair as you lay your head against her shoulder.
> You piss yourself.
As soon as you feel the warm liquid run down your leg, a dark feeling comes over you as memories flood your mind. Your mother laughs nervously once more as she continues stroking your hair.
> You shit yourself.
As soon as you feel the warm liquid run down your leg, a dark feeling comes over you as memories flood your mind. Your mother laughs nervously once more as she continues stroking your hair.
"I love you,"
> You say "Where am I?"
She turns her head slightly to the side and smiles at you reassuringly. "You're at my house darling." Her smile begins to falter as she looks away from you, rubbing her eye.
> You examine her eye.
As she turns back towards you, her eye catches yours, a bright red blood vessel stands out against the white of her eye. You reach up and touch the side of her face gently. "I love you too."
> You say "Where am I really?"
She swallows hard as she tries not to cry, but fails miserably as a single tear falls down her cheek. She quickly wipes it away with her palm. "You're in my house, with me."
> You say "No I'm not, this isn't your house. What is going on?"
She shakes her head rapidly from left to right, trying to smile through her tears. "No, no, no...it'll be alright." She pauses for a moment, trying to compose herself, before continuing. "Do you want to know a secret?"
You nod silently, as she begins to whisper...
"We're not in our house." She takes a deep breath, attempting to compose herself. "We're in mine, and we're going to my brother's house." Her voice becomes much louder as she addresses you directly once more. "We have to stay there for a while."
> You say "What's your secret woman? Out with it!"
She shakes her head repeatedly, closing her eyes and exhaling slowly. "I can't." She takes a deep breath before continuing. "It's too embarrassing.
> You say "Tell me, or so help me God I'll never speak to you again"
She laughs bitterly and pauses for a moment. "... Alright, but don't blame me if you end up like Father Féval." She takes a deep breath, before beginning in a much more normal tone. "My name is Claire LeRouge, but my friends call me 'Cecilia'." She pauses again before continuing. "I'm nineteen years old, and I live in the town of Hornsdale." She takes a deep breath, building up courage for what comes next. "I have... deformed horns."
> You say "What. The. Fuck."
She nods her head slowly as she admits it. "Yeah, it's true. I got them when I was little, and they've only gotten worse since then." She laughs bitterly at her misfortune.
You step away from Cecelia, shaking your head and crying. "You're not my mother?" You ask.
Cecelia shakes her head furiously from side to side. "No! God no! I'm definitely not father Féval!" She pauses for a moment before continuing. "I think... I might be half demon."
"Half... demon?" You ask, unsure of how to respond. "Are you some sort of abomination?"
"I don't think so," she says.
> You say "Then what am I?"
She laughs bitterly and shakes her head. "I don't know." She looks at you intently, trying to read your thoughts. "... You don't feel like one?"
"I don't know," you admit.
> You summon flaming pitchfork of abbadon.
Cecelia looks around nervously before leaning closer to you. "... Be careful."
> You throw pitchfork into TV.
Cecelia looks around again, breathing a sigh of relief when she hears the remote hit the wall and not you. "There's no way out of here is there?" She asks worriedly.
> You say "Please! Sends me to hell!"
"You don't have a soul." It's not a question.
You look at Cecelia with disgust before standing up and walking away from her. "I wish I was dead.
> You look around.
You walk over to the window and look out of it. It's difficult to see much through the snowfall, but you think you can see the road ahead leading up to the mansion where the other survivors are waiting.
> You walk to mansion.
You put your foot on the first stair and begin to trudge up it, covered by snow halfway up the stairs.
> You run up the stairs.
You take the stairs four at a time and manage to reach the hallway just as the flames begin to consume the house. Looking around desperately you begin to shove people out of your way and force them towards the front door.
> You kick the door down.
The door slams open as you push the survivors forward, who are reluctant to leave until you make them feel threatened. Before you can get them moving however, the fire overtakes the house and consumes it completely.
> You cower in fear.
You hide under a table and wait for the fire to go out, but the heat burns your skin and prevents you from going any further.
> You peel skin off.
Your flesh begins to bubble as you try peel it off to get relief, but soon give up in despair.
> You teleport to beach.
You appear right next to Jarek who looks extremely scared, expecting a fight anytime now. You pat him on the shoulder reassuringly to reassure him that you aren't here to fight.
> You say "I think this game might be broken."
He shakes his head violently and holds up his metal finger, indicating that he's not done yet.
"What are you doing?" You ask suspiciously.
"Swearing."
> You say "Go on then"
Jarek quickly spins around and stabs you through the chest with a large knife that looks like an oversized bayonet from a rifle.
> You say "That's a bit rude mate."
You collapse to the floor with a pained grunt, Jarek finishes you off with another stab through the chest for good measure.
> You fart.
You pass out forever and ever and ever...
> You wake up.
You open your eyes and find yourself still alive, thank god. You sit up and notice that you're in a small prison cell, with a number of others who are also still alive and shackled to the wall.
> You say "Where am I?"
A man with a thick Russian accent appears in the doorway.
> You say "Where am I?"
He shakes his head angrily before responding. "You are in the realm of Hell."
Well that answers your question then.
> You say "I thought so. Well, it could be worse I suppose."
The man shakes his head once more before exiting the room. Shortly after he shuts the door you hear the clinking of keys and claws on the other side of your cell door as it's unlocked.
> You say "What fresh hell is this?"
You stand up and walk over to the door, opening it slightly and peering out into the hall beyond. Two demonic looking creatures stand there, blocking your exit, and staring at you intently.
> You say 'Sup my dudes? Nice claws man. Is there anywherei can get a decent coffee around here?"
They stare at you in silence for a moment before one speaks up, its voice sounding like a low growl. "What are you?"
> You say "Me? I'm your lord and master Satan. I'm here in a sort of 'Secret Boss' type deal, checking out customer service and things like that "
They both laugh loudly and draw their swords, which let out sparks due to some sort of magical property, obviously.
> You say "Whoah there horny!"
They slash at you repeatedly, though they are slow enough that you easily dodge their swings by stepping inside the cell doorway.
> You kick the demon in the balls and grab a sword.
You rush out of the cell with your sword drawn, ready to finish off the pair of them.
> You behead the demons.
You run over to one of the dead demons and quickly hack its head off with one clean swing of your sword, no easy feat with such large horns protruding from its head.
> You look around.
You wait patiently outside your cell for several minutes, when you begin to feel faint and dizzy.
> You free the prisoners.
You sit slumped against the wall, catching your breath, as a dozen or so people slowly begin filing out of their cells, all of them free. A couple look relieved, but most just look exhausted.
> You run down the corridor.
You see a door at the end of the corridor, next to it there is a stack of keys.
> You kick the door down.
You head down the stairs in a daze, not really paying attention as you attempt to unlock the door with the keys.
> You unlock the door.
The door slowly opens as a wave of smoke wafts out into the hallway. The stairwell is filled with smoke, you cough as you attempt to open the door wider and step outside into fresh air.
> You go outside.
You look around and take in some much needed fresh air, several seconds later you begin to feel slightly better. Several people stand outside smoking and conversing, most look relieved to have escaped their cells but one figure stands out.
> You approach the figure.
He wears a long black cloak and hooded black robe, his face covered by a mask with a long snout and yellow eyes. He looks up briefly at you before speaking in a low raspy voice. "Do not approach, you are not of this world." He says in an authoritative tone not unlike a TV chef. He stares at you intensely for several seconds before turning back to his conversation.
> You push the figure in the back.
He turns around to face you and grabs your hand, pulling it towards his mouth. He bites your index finger hard and let's go, raising an eyebrow.
> You grab his hand and bite his index finger.
He smiles at you through the mask as he bites your finger again. "It seems we are kindred spirits." He glances at your finger and then at you before smiling again.
> You kiss the figure.
The figure takes off its mask and gets very close to you.
> You headbutt the figure hard in the face.
The figure's face is pushed away from your face as it slumps lifelessly to the ground, blood seeping out of its head wound.
> You take the cloak and mask and put them on.
After putting on the mask and cloak you're suddenly transported back outside the cell block where several people watch you in awe and surprise.
> You say "KNEEL BEFORE ME, PUNY MORTALS"
Several people fall to the ground immediately while others begin running away. "Ahh! It worked! He's back!" One of the figures shouts as they begin praying to the Dark Lord.
> You reign over hell for eternity.
You walk up to the kneeling figure and crush his skull under your heel, "Rise mortal." You demand. "Know who you have insulted." Several more mortals quickly begin worshipping you as their god, others... Well they're less welcoming.
TL;DR - turns out I'm Satan.Gamertag: gremill -
Time travel adventures are my latest thing
Spoiler:
You are Tim, a survivor trying to survive in a world filled with infected zombies everywhere. You have a pistol and a backpack. You have managed to survive several months avoiding zombies and scavenging food. You cautiously enter a rundown store and hear noises. You see a man shambling behind the counter and a second man fast asleep in a chair.
You grab the man standing and knock him out. He has a familiar look about him and has green skin.
> You create an interdimensional gate by combining the pistol and backpack and travel to prehistoric times.
You pull out the pistol and fire. The bullet creates a small portal of whirling colors, sucking you into another dimension. You fall through the portal and into the distant past.
> You look around.
You are in a land of dust and stone, far from the comforts of modern civilization. There is no life here. Suddenly, you are approached by a furry, four armed creature.
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Honestly I’m really not doing any mysteries or anything like that - 100% filth.
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Gremill wrote:Just had they longest every mystery story. It went on for ever, in a kind of meta way.TL;DR - turns out I'm Satan.Spoiler:You are Arnold, a patient living in Chicago. You have a hospital bracelet and a pack of bandages. You wake up in an old rundown hospital with no memory of how you got there. You take a look around the room and see it filled with other old broken down beds and instruments. The only other person in the room is an old broken down orderly who gives you a creepy smile. "You're new here kid" > You say "Don't call me kid, you old fart. I'm Arnold, your worst nightmare" The old man just smiles and says: "I know who you are kid, and I know what you did." "What I did? > You say "Yeah, yeah, I'm a ghost and O started a fire and killed all these other dufuses. Never mind that, have you got any cocaine?" The man shakes his head. > You say "Well, your of no use to me then. Laters dickwad!" You turn to leave but the man calls out to you. "I'm not done talking to you." You turn to the old man again who looks like he's about to cry. > You say "Jesus suffering fuck. What is it?" > You say "Go on then, spit it out old timer!" The man turns his wheelchair so that he is facing you and begins to roll towards you. > You say "Hey, hey that's close enough Ironside. Whatchoowant?" He reaches out for your hand and grasps it firmly. "I want you to remember kid..." You feel his grip strengthen and then... nothing. The old man gets up from his wheelchair and walks over to the window. He sighs heavily and places his hand on the glass. Suddenly the window shatters sending glass flying everywhere. A second later, a siren begins to blare loudly. People begin to shout and run into the hallway. > You tackle the old man out of the window. You sprint out of bed and towards the old man who is struggling to climb out the window. He laughs weakly as he climbs onto the windowsill before collapsing out of view. "See ya later kid." > You jump out of the window after the old man. You jump out of the window and hit the floor running towards where you think the nearest exit is. The alarm is still blaring but you manage to find the emergency exit door and open it up. > You run through the door. As you reach the door, you can feel your heart pounding in your chest. In front of you is a hallway filled with other patients, all rushing in the opposite direction. > You follow the patients. You start walking down the hallways beside the other patients. Suddenly a wave of dizziness hits you causing you to stumble. You try to steady yourself but you're having a difficult time seeing straight. The next thing you know, you trip over something and everything goes black. > You wake up. You wake up in a large waiting room. The first thing you notice is how numb you feel all over. The second thing you notice is that all the people in the room are wearing hospital gowns. > You talk to other patient. One woman sitting in a chair near the corner of the room notices you waking up and immediately gets up to talk to you. "Hey are you okay?" "Yeah...I think so..." > You say "Where am I?" She points at the television mounted on the wall behind her. On the TV is a news anchor reporting on a plane crash that killed all on board. Television screens across the room are showing the same news story. > You say "Ok. So I take it I'm dead then." "Yes, but aren't you a little worried?" You sit up and take notice of your surroundings more carefully. > You say "Why would I be worried? I'm dead!" She sits back down and her eyes appear to get larger as she realizes that she may have misjudged your response. "So, do you think we'll ascend then? > You say "You might, but I've got a one way ticket to hell baby! " She sits back and exhales deeply. Then after another moment, she speaks again. "Well then, let's get down to business....Do you want to go to heaven?" > You say "Heaven? With all those fluffy clouds, dudes in halos and Christians? Nah mate, I'd rather hang out with Hendrix and Joplin - the devil had all the best tunes." She frowns at your response and exhales again. Then after another moment, she speaks again. "Well then, do you want to go to hell? > You say "Already been there mucker. It's called 'Sunderland Vs Hull' in February." "Well, do you accept Jesus Christ as your personal lord and saviour and go to heaven or do you refuse and go to hell?" she asks. > You say "Jesus? Black dude with a beard?" She nods solemnly and then continues. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" > You say "What happens if I go to heaven then? Please tell it isn't like songs of fucking praise all day." "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks again. "Can't I just stay here and enjoy myself instead?" > You say "Jesus saves, but it's the lack of interest that kills you." She looks at you blankly before continuing. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the third time. > You say "Look pal, I'm not going to answer that until you tell me more about heaven." She bites her lip nervously and exhales before continuing. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the fourth time. > You say "Are you malfunctioning or something? I'm not going to answer that until you give me a bit more information. What will I do in heaven?" She pauses for a moment before continuing. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the fifth time. > You get up and change the TV channel to MTV. You change the channel to MTV and immediately start dancing and singing along to some music channel. The patient smiles and joins in for a bit before sitting back down to wait patiently again. > You say "So, what's hell like?" She pauses for a moment as she tries to think of an answer. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" > You say "I think I might already be in hell, with your incessant and boring line of questioning." She looks shocked by your response before bursting into laughter. She shakes her head repeatedly before smiling again. She reaches out and grabs your hand briefly as she speaks. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the first time. "Well, will you be there?" > You say "Yes, ok, I accept jeebus. Fucking hell mate, you really don't give up do you?" "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the second time. "Can I ask why? > You say "Why what?" She exhales deeply and smiles at you warmly. "Why is there pain in hell?" she asks. "Because..." you think for a moment, "because god said so?" > You say "There is no God, only man and the evil that exists in all of our hearts. " She pauses for a moment as she thinks over your words. She sighs heavily before continuing. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" > You say "Refuse!" She nods solemnly before speaking once more. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the final time. > You sit on the woman. The woman lets out a startled yelp before smiling. She leans forward and kisses you on the lips passionately before getting up from the chair. "Welcome to the family," > You shriek at the top of your voice for as long as possible, whilst punching yourself in the ear. As soon as you make contact with yourself, a sharp ringing noise pierces your eardrum causing you to scream out in pain and fall to the floor holding your ear. > You say "Mummy! She touched my safe space!" Your mother walks out of her bedroom rubbing her eyes and looking very tired. As soon as she sees what has happened she lets out a startled yelp before running over to you and picking you up off the floor. > You say "What are you doing here mummy? Are you dead too?" She shakes her head as she laughs nervously. "No sweetie, I'm fine. Just really tired is all." She sits down in her chair and gently strokes your hair as you lay your head against her shoulder. > You piss yourself. As soon as you feel the warm liquid run down your leg, a dark feeling comes over you as memories flood your mind. Your mother laughs nervously once more as she continues stroking your hair. > You shit yourself. As soon as you feel the warm liquid run down your leg, a dark feeling comes over you as memories flood your mind. Your mother laughs nervously once more as she continues stroking your hair. "I love you," > You say "Where am I?" She turns her head slightly to the side and smiles at you reassuringly. "You're at my house darling." Her smile begins to falter as she looks away from you, rubbing her eye. > You examine her eye. As she turns back towards you, her eye catches yours, a bright red blood vessel stands out against the white of her eye. You reach up and touch the side of her face gently. "I love you too." > You say "Where am I really?" She swallows hard as she tries not to cry, but fails miserably as a single tear falls down her cheek. She quickly wipes it away with her palm. "You're in my house, with me." > You say "No I'm not, this isn't your house. What is going on?" She shakes her head rapidly from left to right, trying to smile through her tears. "No, no, no...it'll be alright." She pauses for a moment, trying to compose herself, before continuing. "Do you want to know a secret?" You nod silently, as she begins to whisper... "We're not in our house." She takes a deep breath, attempting to compose herself. "We're in mine, and we're going to my brother's house." Her voice becomes much louder as she addresses you directly once more. "We have to stay there for a while." > You say "What's your secret woman? Out with it!" She shakes her head repeatedly, closing her eyes and exhaling slowly. "I can't." She takes a deep breath before continuing. "It's too embarrassing. > You say "Tell me, or so help me God I'll never speak to you again" She laughs bitterly and pauses for a moment. "... Alright, but don't blame me if you end up like Father Féval." She takes a deep breath, before beginning in a much more normal tone. "My name is Claire LeRouge, but my friends call me 'Cecilia'." She pauses again before continuing. "I'm nineteen years old, and I live in the town of Hornsdale." She takes a deep breath, building up courage for what comes next. "I have... deformed horns." > You say "What. The. Fuck." She nods her head slowly as she admits it. "Yeah, it's true. I got them when I was little, and they've only gotten worse since then." She laughs bitterly at her misfortune. You step away from Cecelia, shaking your head and crying. "You're not my mother?" You ask. Cecelia shakes her head furiously from side to side. "No! God no! I'm definitely not father Féval!" She pauses for a moment before continuing. "I think... I might be half demon." "Half... demon?" You ask, unsure of how to respond. "Are you some sort of abomination?" "I don't think so," she says. > You say "Then what am I?" She laughs bitterly and shakes her head. "I don't know." She looks at you intently, trying to read your thoughts. "... You don't feel like one?" "I don't know," you admit. > You summon flaming pitchfork of abbadon. Cecelia looks around nervously before leaning closer to you. "... Be careful." > You throw pitchfork into TV. Cecelia looks around again, breathing a sigh of relief when she hears the remote hit the wall and not you. "There's no way out of here is there?" She asks worriedly. > You say "Please! Sends me to hell!" "You don't have a soul." It's not a question. You look at Cecelia with disgust before standing up and walking away from her. "I wish I was dead. > You look around. You walk over to the window and look out of it. It's difficult to see much through the snowfall, but you think you can see the road ahead leading up to the mansion where the other survivors are waiting. > You walk to mansion. You put your foot on the first stair and begin to trudge up it, covered by snow halfway up the stairs. > You run up the stairs. You take the stairs four at a time and manage to reach the hallway just as the flames begin to consume the house. Looking around desperately you begin to shove people out of your way and force them towards the front door. > You kick the door down. The door slams open as you push the survivors forward, who are reluctant to leave until you make them feel threatened. Before you can get them moving however, the fire overtakes the house and consumes it completely. > You cower in fear. You hide under a table and wait for the fire to go out, but the heat burns your skin and prevents you from going any further. > You peel skin off. Your flesh begins to bubble as you try peel it off to get relief, but soon give up in despair. > You teleport to beach. You appear right next to Jarek who looks extremely scared, expecting a fight anytime now. You pat him on the shoulder reassuringly to reassure him that you aren't here to fight. > You say "I think this game might be broken." He shakes his head violently and holds up his metal finger, indicating that he's not done yet. "What are you doing?" You ask suspiciously. "Swearing." > You say "Go on then" Jarek quickly spins around and stabs you through the chest with a large knife that looks like an oversized bayonet from a rifle. > You say "That's a bit rude mate." You collapse to the floor with a pained grunt, Jarek finishes you off with another stab through the chest for good measure. > You fart. You pass out forever and ever and ever... > You wake up. You open your eyes and find yourself still alive, thank god. You sit up and notice that you're in a small prison cell, with a number of others who are also still alive and shackled to the wall. > You say "Where am I?" A man with a thick Russian accent appears in the doorway. > You say "Where am I?" He shakes his head angrily before responding. "You are in the realm of Hell." Well that answers your question then. > You say "I thought so. Well, it could be worse I suppose." The man shakes his head once more before exiting the room. Shortly after he shuts the door you hear the clinking of keys and claws on the other side of your cell door as it's unlocked. > You say "What fresh hell is this?" You stand up and walk over to the door, opening it slightly and peering out into the hall beyond. Two demonic looking creatures stand there, blocking your exit, and staring at you intently. > You say 'Sup my dudes? Nice claws man. Is there anywherei can get a decent coffee around here?" They stare at you in silence for a moment before one speaks up, its voice sounding like a low growl. "What are you?" > You say "Me? I'm your lord and master Satan. I'm here in a sort of 'Secret Boss' type deal, checking out customer service and things like that " They both laugh loudly and draw their swords, which let out sparks due to some sort of magical property, obviously. > You say "Whoah there horny!" They slash at you repeatedly, though they are slow enough that you easily dodge their swings by stepping inside the cell doorway. > You kick the demon in the balls and grab a sword. You rush out of the cell with your sword drawn, ready to finish off the pair of them. > You behead the demons. You run over to one of the dead demons and quickly hack its head off with one clean swing of your sword, no easy feat with such large horns protruding from its head. > You look around. You wait patiently outside your cell for several minutes, when you begin to feel faint and dizzy. > You free the prisoners. You sit slumped against the wall, catching your breath, as a dozen or so people slowly begin filing out of their cells, all of them free. A couple look relieved, but most just look exhausted. > You run down the corridor. You see a door at the end of the corridor, next to it there is a stack of keys. > You kick the door down. You head down the stairs in a daze, not really paying attention as you attempt to unlock the door with the keys. > You unlock the door. The door slowly opens as a wave of smoke wafts out into the hallway. The stairwell is filled with smoke, you cough as you attempt to open the door wider and step outside into fresh air. > You go outside. You look around and take in some much needed fresh air, several seconds later you begin to feel slightly better. Several people stand outside smoking and conversing, most look relieved to have escaped their cells but one figure stands out. > You approach the figure. He wears a long black cloak and hooded black robe, his face covered by a mask with a long snout and yellow eyes. He looks up briefly at you before speaking in a low raspy voice. "Do not approach, you are not of this world." He says in an authoritative tone not unlike a TV chef. He stares at you intensely for several seconds before turning back to his conversation. > You push the figure in the back. He turns around to face you and grabs your hand, pulling it towards his mouth. He bites your index finger hard and let's go, raising an eyebrow. > You grab his hand and bite his index finger. He smiles at you through the mask as he bites your finger again. "It seems we are kindred spirits." He glances at your finger and then at you before smiling again. > You kiss the figure. The figure takes off its mask and gets very close to you. > You headbutt the figure hard in the face. The figure's face is pushed away from your face as it slumps lifelessly to the ground, blood seeping out of its head wound. > You take the cloak and mask and put them on. After putting on the mask and cloak you're suddenly transported back outside the cell block where several people watch you in awe and surprise. > You say "KNEEL BEFORE ME, PUNY MORTALS" Several people fall to the ground immediately while others begin running away. "Ahh! It worked! He's back!" One of the figures shouts as they begin praying to the Dark Lord. > You reign over hell for eternity. You walk up to the kneeling figure and crush his skull under your heel, "Rise mortal." You demand. "Know who you have insulted." Several more mortals quickly begin worshipping you as their god, others... Well they're less welcoming.
This is so good, top lols. I just have one question for you -
Spoiler:Do you accept Jesus Christ as your personal lord and saviour and go to heaven or do you refuse and go to hell? -
FranticPea wrote:Time travel adventures are my latest thingSpoiler:You are Tim, a survivor trying to survive in a world filled with infected zombies everywhere. You have a pistol and a backpack. You have managed to survive several months avoiding zombies and scavenging food. You cautiously enter a rundown store and hear noises. You see a man shambling behind the counter and a second man fast asleep in a chair. You grab the man standing and knock him out. He has a familiar look about him and has green skin. > You create an interdimensional gate by combining the pistol and backpack and travel to prehistoric times. You pull out the pistol and fire. The bullet creates a small portal of whirling colors, sucking you into another dimension. You fall through the portal and into the distant past. > You look around. You are in a land of dust and stone, far from the comforts of modern civilization. There is no life here. Suddenly, you are approached by a furry, four armed creature.
This is cool as fuck, please continue. -
I've only gone and found a cure for zombification (Zombie flick part 2) -
Spoiler:> You say "Facility 17 was attacked Cedric, I assumed it was raiders.. but there was little sign of looting, and we got away without trouble after my first encounter. Do you know anything about this?"
Cedric looks shocked by your question. "Who told you that? Because if they did, they lied. We didn't have any visitors since last night! I'd know, I've been here since before dawn!"
> You say "No Cedric, they didn't attack here, they attacked my facility. That's where we have just come from. "
"Well that sucks for you then I guess.
>You sigh. "Yes, yes I guess it does Cedric", you shake your head. "Ok clearly you know nothing about what happened, that's fine. We just need to continue our research here if we may, do you have a spare lab room that we can use?"
"Yeah sure, you'll be sharing it with _____?"
>"Her name's Barbara, and that's irrelevant! We're supposed to share this room together!"
Cedric shrugs his shoulders.
> You say "Can you show us to our lab please?"
"Sure thing", he replies as he heads out of the room.
Once in the room, you take a look around.
> You say "This place is well equipped, we should be able to get a lot done here, thank you Cedric. How has your research gone? Any progress on a cure?"
"Yeah sure, I wrote a paper about it a while back but it's mostly still experimental! Don't have the resources to do proper tests and all that."
You sigh again.
> You say "Well, I thought one of my serums would yield some positive results, I injected that subject downstairs, B12, with it two days ago. But we've yet to see much response. Oh well, I guess we'll set up our equipment here for now and get some sleep, we'll continue our research tomorrow."
The next day...
You wake up late once again, feeling pretty tired. Your headache is back and you can feel the beginnings of another shambler infection growing in the pit of your stomach.
> You take a few Anti-Zom pills to quell the infection and head down to the lab with Barbara.
You quickly chew two of the Anti-Zom pills and wash them down with some water before checking on your rabbit.
> You say "Hmm, zombification is still progressing in this one. Damn. Barbara, have you checked on subject B12? Any notable changes?"
Barbara shakes her head as she replies. "No not really, though I did move him from the main test chamber to a seperate smaller one when I moved our other test subjects over.
> You say "Ok, thanks. I think I'm going to go down and run some tests myself, perhaps I can prompt a unique response with some other kinds of stimuli.."
You make your way to the basement once again and enter the small elevator. Once out at the bottom you head into the large clean room. There are several shelves containing glass bottles containing various colorful liquids.
> You take a bottle marked 'Acetic acid' and continue on to the test chamber containing B12.
Once in the room, you hook up your IV into B12's arm before plugging yourself into one of the many USB sockets in the room and turn on your audio recorder. You begin to speak.
> You say "Date is three, ten, twenty five. Test commencing with the stabilised subject B12. Two days ago he was injected with serum 3, no clear change in response, no further decay but that is to be expected given the preservatives we have pumped in. Not much going on in there old chap is there?"
You wait for about a minute but get no response, or at least not one that signifies anything to you so you speak again.
> You say "Ok, I'm going to go through the basic tests again, then I'll try something a little different.."
You begin the basic tests again but this time injecting yourself with a small amount of the B12 serum as well as your own.
> You say "Times are desperate, so I'm trying something different. I've transferred some of subject B12's blood into myself. The hope is that my antibodies will bind with the half-activated serum 3 from B12's sample, I will monitor my condition then transfer some of my blood back into B12 here. Perhaps then we might see some change back into his former self.. If this goes wrong.. I'm sorry Barbara, I had to try it."
Once finished you remove your IV and belt and head back up to the clean room. Barbara is already there waiting for you both.
"Well, that was interesting." She remarks.
> You say "Hmm?"
"I tested my theories while you were away. I injected myself with some of your blood while keeping the rest of my blood type as it was."
"And?" you reply with a raise of your eyebrow.
"I began to feel dizzy, very dizzy. Then I felt a tingling sensation all over my body. And then my skin began to peel off!"
> You say "Oh god! Is it still happening? How do you feel?"
"It's stopped now thankfully, I'm not sure what would happen if I had more of your blood in me. But it's definitely happened, I think!"
> You say "Well, don't do something so silly again! Always consult me before conducted experiments on yourself..."
She laughs at your remark before changing it slightly. "But it's funny that you should call on us to perform an experiment for you at exactly the moment when we are about to experience one ourselves.
> You say "Haha.. yes.. Ok Barbara, I'm going to the bathroom. Please excuse me."
You make your way to the bathroom once more before fixing what damage you can with your hair and face mussing up a bit and washing your hands.
"So?"
> You turn around to look at Barbara standing behind you. "So what?" you ask.
"Are you OK? You look a little worse for wear.
> You say "I'm fine, don't worry about me. I think I'll head back down the test chamber, and 'have a word' with B12 again, haha."
You turn around to face her again and walk past her back into the clean room area. You take a deep breath before walking out into the hallway outside.
> You go back down the elevator and into the test chamber containing B12.
You enter the test chamber and look upon your beloved creation once more. He sits there perfectly still except for his breathing, which is slow and regular. His pupils are blown and his eyes have turned completely black.
> You pull a syringe out from your pocket, pull some blood from your arm, and inject your blood into subject B12.
As you draw the needle back up to your arm you hear a 'click' from behind you. Turning around quickly you find yourself staring down the barrel of a gun held by someone hiding in the shadows behind you.
> You roundhouse kick the assailaint against the wall, before picking up the gun and shooting him in the face. "I aint got time for this shit" you say calmly.
The assailant falls back against the wall with blood pouring down his face. You look down at him as he attempts to climb up the wall but slips back down.
> You say "Well he's dead, now to see if my blood has any affect on subject B12."
You quickly enter B12's code into the panel next to his bed and he begins to breathe heavily. Suddenly you hear footsteps from above and turn your head to look up.
> You say "Thin ceilings in this place. Whatever, I have to concentrate. I'm so close to finding the cure!"
As you hear more footsteps coming down the elevator you begin to concentrate once more on the coded breathing exercises you have been doing.
> You inject B12 with some of your blood. Then wait to see if there is any immediate response from his dull form.
You wait patiently for several minutes, watching B12's chest rise and fall with each breath he takes.
> You take out the bottle of acetic acid from your lab coat, tab a drop of it onto your finger, then place your finger near the old shambler's nose.
B12 slowly opens his eyes and begins to focus on your finger as it approaches his nostril.
"He can smell my finger!" You think to yourself.
> You move your finger back and forth in front of his face. You observe the dilation of his pupils, and search for any glimmer of sentience.
After several long minutes, you notice that B12's pupils are starting to constrict. It seems he is beginning to reach his final sleep state, commonly known as 'stunned'.
> You take a pipette of the acetic acid and squeeze a few drops of it into the shambler's mouth. Perhaps this will wake him up a bit?
After a few moments, you notice that B12 is beginning to stir. His breathing becomes shallower and his chest begins to rise and fall more rapidly. His pupils are still constricted but beginning to dilate once more.
> You say "Old man, do you hear me? Or do you remain undead?"
"Can't get much sleep when there's an old man talking to me." You think to yourself, chuckling quietly to yourself.
> You wait to see if subject B12 shows any response to your speech.
After a few moments, you begin to speak once more. "Hello, B12. Do you remember me? I'm w-w-waiting for y-your s-response."
You hear the gentle clattering of metal coming from the supine form on the bed ahead of you. You step towards it, wondering what could be under the sheet...
> You look under the sheet covering B12's lower half.
You remove the sheet from B12's legs, uncovering an almost exact copy of you standing there, wearing the same white overalls and red striped shirt as you do.
> You place sheet back over B12's legs.
You replace the sheet over B12's legs, shaking your head slightly. "No-no-not interested." You say, speaking aloud in order for B12 to hear your response.
"Not interested?"
> You say "Did you just say something?"
"I did."
You shake your head slightly, turning your attention back to the supine figure on the bed ahead of you.
> You say "This is incredible! You were.. a zombie, and now you are talking again! What do you remember? What is your name?"
"My name is C-Cooper. I remember that... I remember other things too, things that happened before I became..." He pauses, searching for the right word. "...useless meat.
> You say "Hello Cooper, my name is Dickens. I am a scientist working on a cure for the zombie disease, we found you shambling around near our facility, quite freshly turned. So we captured you and stabilised your decay, I've been trying various serums on you in the hope that I might find a way to reverse the descent into becoming one of them. I'm so glad to have found a way to bring you back, this is incredible!"
You stare at B12 in awe, he gives a faint nod in response to your words.
> You say "Do you remember anything from your time as... a shambler?"
You pause, not wanting to offend this man who has just been through so much.
"I... I remember nothing from my time as a shambler, just bits and pieces from my time as a... normal person." He says softly.
"But..." You try and ask without prying too much "
> You say "never mind. I was just curious. Please come upstairs with me, you must meet my assistant, Barbara, she will be so excited to see that we have been successful."
You motion for Cooper to follow you as you head back upstairs into the main control room. Once there you find that Barbara is long gone, you suppose she must have gotten tired of waiting around after all.
> You say "Well, she must have gone to have some lunch. Do you mind if I run a few basic tests on you Cooper? We need to make sure that you are in good health after your ordeal."
"Oh of course Dr. Matasan, anything you need." Cooper says, clearly very happy to have his freedom back.
You flick through the files on your computer briefly before stopping at one labeled 'Dermal'.
> You say "Ah, please call me Dickens. Ok, now we are going to check your skin as the zombification process often involves a loss of dermal integrity."
Cooper nods slowly as you turn your chair around so that you are facing him and begin removing the last of his clothes.
> You check Cooper's skin for any serious problems using a nearby scanner.
As you run your fingers over his skin, checking for any breaks or bruises that would indicate a loss of dermal integrity, you feel no pain at all.
> You say "Well that seems good enough, I'll just quickly run through the other tests. Then we can go look for Barbara."
You quickly search through more files until you find one that is marked 'Endocrine'.
> You quickly perform the other health tests and scans on Cooper.
As you examine his pupils and pupils size with a penlight you feel nothing but perfect health coming from this man who was less than a month ago rotten flesh and blood.
My story is a bit less mental than others here, I've deliberately been trying to keep it more mundane and fairly cogent, though there's always some fucker who jumps out from behind you and points a gun at your head. -
I've realised that when it gives you a "____" response you're supposed to edit in something, like the correct name or something. There's a little edit button or a / command I think.
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Mad innit? In the mystery one when you wake up in hospital I had a couple of voices in my head that would offer advice now and then. No one could see them. Kyle and Annie they were called. Really strange.
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GurtTractor wrote:Gremill wrote:Just had they longest every mystery story. It went on for ever, in a kind of meta way.TL;DR - turns out I'm Satan.Spoiler:You are Arnold, a patient living in Chicago. You have a hospital bracelet and a pack of bandages. You wake up in an old rundown hospital with no memory of how you got there. You take a look around the room and see it filled with other old broken down beds and instruments. The only other person in the room is an old broken down orderly who gives you a creepy smile. "You're new here kid" > You say "Don't call me kid, you old fart. I'm Arnold, your worst nightmare" The old man just smiles and says: "I know who you are kid, and I know what you did." "What I did? > You say "Yeah, yeah, I'm a ghost and O started a fire and killed all these other dufuses. Never mind that, have you got any cocaine?" The man shakes his head. > You say "Well, your of no use to me then. Laters dickwad!" You turn to leave but the man calls out to you. "I'm not done talking to you." You turn to the old man again who looks like he's about to cry. > You say "Jesus suffering fuck. What is it?" > You say "Go on then, spit it out old timer!" The man turns his wheelchair so that he is facing you and begins to roll towards you. > You say "Hey, hey that's close enough Ironside. Whatchoowant?" He reaches out for your hand and grasps it firmly. "I want you to remember kid..." You feel his grip strengthen and then... nothing. The old man gets up from his wheelchair and walks over to the window. He sighs heavily and places his hand on the glass. Suddenly the window shatters sending glass flying everywhere. A second later, a siren begins to blare loudly. People begin to shout and run into the hallway. > You tackle the old man out of the window. You sprint out of bed and towards the old man who is struggling to climb out the window. He laughs weakly as he climbs onto the windowsill before collapsing out of view. "See ya later kid." > You jump out of the window after the old man. You jump out of the window and hit the floor running towards where you think the nearest exit is. The alarm is still blaring but you manage to find the emergency exit door and open it up. > You run through the door. As you reach the door, you can feel your heart pounding in your chest. In front of you is a hallway filled with other patients, all rushing in the opposite direction. > You follow the patients. You start walking down the hallways beside the other patients. Suddenly a wave of dizziness hits you causing you to stumble. You try to steady yourself but you're having a difficult time seeing straight. The next thing you know, you trip over something and everything goes black. > You wake up. You wake up in a large waiting room. The first thing you notice is how numb you feel all over. The second thing you notice is that all the people in the room are wearing hospital gowns. > You talk to other patient. One woman sitting in a chair near the corner of the room notices you waking up and immediately gets up to talk to you. "Hey are you okay?" "Yeah...I think so..." > You say "Where am I?" She points at the television mounted on the wall behind her. On the TV is a news anchor reporting on a plane crash that killed all on board. Television screens across the room are showing the same news story. > You say "Ok. So I take it I'm dead then." "Yes, but aren't you a little worried?" You sit up and take notice of your surroundings more carefully. > You say "Why would I be worried? I'm dead!" She sits back down and her eyes appear to get larger as she realizes that she may have misjudged your response. "So, do you think we'll ascend then? > You say "You might, but I've got a one way ticket to hell baby! " She sits back and exhales deeply. Then after another moment, she speaks again. "Well then, let's get down to business....Do you want to go to heaven?" > You say "Heaven? With all those fluffy clouds, dudes in halos and Christians? Nah mate, I'd rather hang out with Hendrix and Joplin - the devil had all the best tunes." She frowns at your response and exhales again. Then after another moment, she speaks again. "Well then, do you want to go to hell? > You say "Already been there mucker. It's called 'Sunderland Vs Hull' in February." "Well, do you accept Jesus Christ as your personal lord and saviour and go to heaven or do you refuse and go to hell?" she asks. > You say "Jesus? Black dude with a beard?" She nods solemnly and then continues. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" > You say "What happens if I go to heaven then? Please tell it isn't like songs of fucking praise all day." "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks again. "Can't I just stay here and enjoy myself instead?" > You say "Jesus saves, but it's the lack of interest that kills you." She looks at you blankly before continuing. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the third time. > You say "Look pal, I'm not going to answer that until you tell me more about heaven." She bites her lip nervously and exhales before continuing. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the fourth time. > You say "Are you malfunctioning or something? I'm not going to answer that until you give me a bit more information. What will I do in heaven?" She pauses for a moment before continuing. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the fifth time. > You get up and change the TV channel to MTV. You change the channel to MTV and immediately start dancing and singing along to some music channel. The patient smiles and joins in for a bit before sitting back down to wait patiently again. > You say "So, what's hell like?" She pauses for a moment as she tries to think of an answer. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" > You say "I think I might already be in hell, with your incessant and boring line of questioning." She looks shocked by your response before bursting into laughter. She shakes her head repeatedly before smiling again. She reaches out and grabs your hand briefly as she speaks. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the first time. "Well, will you be there?" > You say "Yes, ok, I accept jeebus. Fucking hell mate, you really don't give up do you?" "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the second time. "Can I ask why? > You say "Why what?" She exhales deeply and smiles at you warmly. "Why is there pain in hell?" she asks. "Because..." you think for a moment, "because god said so?" > You say "There is no God, only man and the evil that exists in all of our hearts. " She pauses for a moment as she thinks over your words. She sighs heavily before continuing. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" > You say "Refuse!" She nods solemnly before speaking once more. "Well then, do you accept him as your saviour or refuse and go to eternal torment in the depths of hell?" she asks for the final time. > You sit on the woman. The woman lets out a startled yelp before smiling. She leans forward and kisses you on the lips passionately before getting up from the chair. "Welcome to the family," > You shriek at the top of your voice for as long as possible, whilst punching yourself in the ear. As soon as you make contact with yourself, a sharp ringing noise pierces your eardrum causing you to scream out in pain and fall to the floor holding your ear. > You say "Mummy! She touched my safe space!" Your mother walks out of her bedroom rubbing her eyes and looking very tired. As soon as she sees what has happened she lets out a startled yelp before running over to you and picking you up off the floor. > You say "What are you doing here mummy? Are you dead too?" She shakes her head as she laughs nervously. "No sweetie, I'm fine. Just really tired is all." She sits down in her chair and gently strokes your hair as you lay your head against her shoulder. > You piss yourself. As soon as you feel the warm liquid run down your leg, a dark feeling comes over you as memories flood your mind. Your mother laughs nervously once more as she continues stroking your hair. > You shit yourself. As soon as you feel the warm liquid run down your leg, a dark feeling comes over you as memories flood your mind. Your mother laughs nervously once more as she continues stroking your hair. "I love you," > You say "Where am I?" She turns her head slightly to the side and smiles at you reassuringly. "You're at my house darling." Her smile begins to falter as she looks away from you, rubbing her eye. > You examine her eye. As she turns back towards you, her eye catches yours, a bright red blood vessel stands out against the white of her eye. You reach up and touch the side of her face gently. "I love you too." > You say "Where am I really?" She swallows hard as she tries not to cry, but fails miserably as a single tear falls down her cheek. She quickly wipes it away with her palm. "You're in my house, with me." > You say "No I'm not, this isn't your house. What is going on?" She shakes her head rapidly from left to right, trying to smile through her tears. "No, no, no...it'll be alright." She pauses for a moment, trying to compose herself, before continuing. "Do you want to know a secret?" You nod silently, as she begins to whisper... "We're not in our house." She takes a deep breath, attempting to compose herself. "We're in mine, and we're going to my brother's house." Her voice becomes much louder as she addresses you directly once more. "We have to stay there for a while." > You say "What's your secret woman? Out with it!" She shakes her head repeatedly, closing her eyes and exhaling slowly. "I can't." She takes a deep breath before continuing. "It's too embarrassing. > You say "Tell me, or so help me God I'll never speak to you again" She laughs bitterly and pauses for a moment. "... Alright, but don't blame me if you end up like Father Féval." She takes a deep breath, before beginning in a much more normal tone. "My name is Claire LeRouge, but my friends call me 'Cecilia'." She pauses again before continuing. "I'm nineteen years old, and I live in the town of Hornsdale." She takes a deep breath, building up courage for what comes next. "I have... deformed horns." > You say "What. The. Fuck." She nods her head slowly as she admits it. "Yeah, it's true. I got them when I was little, and they've only gotten worse since then." She laughs bitterly at her misfortune. You step away from Cecelia, shaking your head and crying. "You're not my mother?" You ask. Cecelia shakes her head furiously from side to side. "No! God no! I'm definitely not father Féval!" She pauses for a moment before continuing. "I think... I might be half demon." "Half... demon?" You ask, unsure of how to respond. "Are you some sort of abomination?" "I don't think so," she says. > You say "Then what am I?" She laughs bitterly and shakes her head. "I don't know." She looks at you intently, trying to read your thoughts. "... You don't feel like one?" "I don't know," you admit. > You summon flaming pitchfork of abbadon. Cecelia looks around nervously before leaning closer to you. "... Be careful." > You throw pitchfork into TV. Cecelia looks around again, breathing a sigh of relief when she hears the remote hit the wall and not you. "There's no way out of here is there?" She asks worriedly. > You say "Please! Sends me to hell!" "You don't have a soul." It's not a question. You look at Cecelia with disgust before standing up and walking away from her. "I wish I was dead. > You look around. You walk over to the window and look out of it. It's difficult to see much through the snowfall, but you think you can see the road ahead leading up to the mansion where the other survivors are waiting. > You walk to mansion. You put your foot on the first stair and begin to trudge up it, covered by snow halfway up the stairs. > You run up the stairs. You take the stairs four at a time and manage to reach the hallway just as the flames begin to consume the house. Looking around desperately you begin to shove people out of your way and force them towards the front door. > You kick the door down. The door slams open as you push the survivors forward, who are reluctant to leave until you make them feel threatened. Before you can get them moving however, the fire overtakes the house and consumes it completely. > You cower in fear. You hide under a table and wait for the fire to go out, but the heat burns your skin and prevents you from going any further. > You peel skin off. Your flesh begins to bubble as you try peel it off to get relief, but soon give up in despair. > You teleport to beach. You appear right next to Jarek who looks extremely scared, expecting a fight anytime now. You pat him on the shoulder reassuringly to reassure him that you aren't here to fight. > You say "I think this game might be broken." He shakes his head violently and holds up his metal finger, indicating that he's not done yet. "What are you doing?" You ask suspiciously. "Swearing." > You say "Go on then" Jarek quickly spins around and stabs you through the chest with a large knife that looks like an oversized bayonet from a rifle. > You say "That's a bit rude mate." You collapse to the floor with a pained grunt, Jarek finishes you off with another stab through the chest for good measure. > You fart. You pass out forever and ever and ever... > You wake up. You open your eyes and find yourself still alive, thank god. You sit up and notice that you're in a small prison cell, with a number of others who are also still alive and shackled to the wall. > You say "Where am I?" A man with a thick Russian accent appears in the doorway. > You say "Where am I?" He shakes his head angrily before responding. "You are in the realm of Hell." Well that answers your question then. > You say "I thought so. Well, it could be worse I suppose." The man shakes his head once more before exiting the room. Shortly after he shuts the door you hear the clinking of keys and claws on the other side of your cell door as it's unlocked. > You say "What fresh hell is this?" You stand up and walk over to the door, opening it slightly and peering out into the hall beyond. Two demonic looking creatures stand there, blocking your exit, and staring at you intently. > You say 'Sup my dudes? Nice claws man. Is there anywherei can get a decent coffee around here?" They stare at you in silence for a moment before one speaks up, its voice sounding like a low growl. "What are you?" > You say "Me? I'm your lord and master Satan. I'm here in a sort of 'Secret Boss' type deal, checking out customer service and things like that " They both laugh loudly and draw their swords, which let out sparks due to some sort of magical property, obviously. > You say "Whoah there horny!" They slash at you repeatedly, though they are slow enough that you easily dodge their swings by stepping inside the cell doorway. > You kick the demon in the balls and grab a sword. You rush out of the cell with your sword drawn, ready to finish off the pair of them. > You behead the demons. You run over to one of the dead demons and quickly hack its head off with one clean swing of your sword, no easy feat with such large horns protruding from its head. > You look around. You wait patiently outside your cell for several minutes, when you begin to feel faint and dizzy. > You free the prisoners. You sit slumped against the wall, catching your breath, as a dozen or so people slowly begin filing out of their cells, all of them free. A couple look relieved, but most just look exhausted. > You run down the corridor. You see a door at the end of the corridor, next to it there is a stack of keys. > You kick the door down. You head down the stairs in a daze, not really paying attention as you attempt to unlock the door with the keys. > You unlock the door. The door slowly opens as a wave of smoke wafts out into the hallway. The stairwell is filled with smoke, you cough as you attempt to open the door wider and step outside into fresh air. > You go outside. You look around and take in some much needed fresh air, several seconds later you begin to feel slightly better. Several people stand outside smoking and conversing, most look relieved to have escaped their cells but one figure stands out. > You approach the figure. He wears a long black cloak and hooded black robe, his face covered by a mask with a long snout and yellow eyes. He looks up briefly at you before speaking in a low raspy voice. "Do not approach, you are not of this world." He says in an authoritative tone not unlike a TV chef. He stares at you intensely for several seconds before turning back to his conversation. > You push the figure in the back. He turns around to face you and grabs your hand, pulling it towards his mouth. He bites your index finger hard and let's go, raising an eyebrow. > You grab his hand and bite his index finger. He smiles at you through the mask as he bites your finger again. "It seems we are kindred spirits." He glances at your finger and then at you before smiling again. > You kiss the figure. The figure takes off its mask and gets very close to you. > You headbutt the figure hard in the face. The figure's face is pushed away from your face as it slumps lifelessly to the ground, blood seeping out of its head wound. > You take the cloak and mask and put them on. After putting on the mask and cloak you're suddenly transported back outside the cell block where several people watch you in awe and surprise. > You say "KNEEL BEFORE ME, PUNY MORTALS" Several people fall to the ground immediately while others begin running away. "Ahh! It worked! He's back!" One of the figures shouts as they begin praying to the Dark Lord. > You reign over hell for eternity. You walk up to the kneeling figure and crush his skull under your heel, "Rise mortal." You demand. "Know who you have insulted." Several more mortals quickly begin worshipping you as their god, others... Well they're less welcoming.
This is so good, top lols. I just have one question for you -
Spoiler:Do you accept Jesus Christ as your personal lord and saviour and go to heaven or do you refuse and go to hell?
There was a point where I was going to give up, but I'm glad I powered through because it became very strange and deeper than I had suspected it could.Gamertag: gremill -
> You say "Well, what do you think? We did it! We cured zombification! He is in nearly perfect health, just a few issues with his hair and nails. This will change everything!"
Barbara shakes her head and sighs.
"I'm sorry, I really don't see how this is a success story, this man is missing parts of his body and has a permanent nervous tic." -
Fuck off Barbara
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Silly Babs
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I played 45 minutes of a zombie story and didn't encounter a single zombie, just a guy called Marco who wouldn't shut up about batteries.Gamertag: gremill
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It's not messing around. I thought I'd try a fun mystery one, and didn't last long.
Spoiler:You are Elm, a detective living in Chicago. You have a pistol and a police badge. You enter the forest where you believe the criminal you're searching for fled to. Suddenly, you spot a woman near the edge of the clearing, screaming for help. You run over to her and demand that she explain herself.
"I'm Heather! I'm just here to help you find that psycho in the green hooded sweatshirt!"
> You say "I've never seen you before in my life"
You take aim with your gun and fire. The bullet misses and instead hits a nearby tree trunk.
"What the...?" Heather says in confusion as she falls to the ground.
> You search heather
You force Heather to the ground and handcuff her.
"Stay down, you crazy b*tch!" you bark at Heather.
You start to leave the forest when suddenly a massive pain shoots through your abdomen.
> You feel your abdomen.
You grab your belly and fall to your knees in agony. A large amount of blood comes out of your wound.
> You examine the wound.
As you groan in pain, Heather suddenly stands up.
"You can't kill me, the powers of darkness are upon me!" Heather exclaims as she writhes in pain.
Heather summons a small ball of flame in each hand. She hurls them at you, setting alight your pajamas and hurting you severely.
"Ah! You're one of them!" You grunt as more flames set alight to your skin.
You try to fight off the pain but quickly lose consciousness.
> You say "Heather, you suck"
Your last thoughts are of how pretty Heather is as you black out.
I totally didn't want to shoot when I said I'd never seen them! I guess police brutality's even made it into AIs. -
LOL! This is comedy.
You are Elm, a survivor trying to survive in a post apocalyptic world by scavenging among the ruins of what is left. You have a backpack and a canteen. You haven't eaten in two days so you're desperately searching for food. You enter a rundown building and find a piece of tattered carpet on the floor covered in blood.
It might be worth saving but then again it might not. A shiver runs down your spine as you contemplate eating someone's...
> You look around for food.
You grab the piece of tattered carpet covered in blood and hold it tightly in your arms as you run out of the building.
> You say "hang on, this isn't food"
The man runs up to you, grabs the carpet out of your hands and says "If you think that's not food, you're dumber than I thought." -
I've nearly fallen off my chair with this bit...!!!
> You say "but it isn't. It's a bit of carpet. You can't eat carpet!"
"So?" He says, beginning to tear up the carpet into pieces with his teeth.
"But... but..."
The man stops chewing and looks at you with a stare that could kill. He takes one step forward, reaches out, and slaps you across the face with the back of his hand.
> You say "Who are you, carpet eater?"
He stops chewing and stares at you for a moment, before smiling and replying "I'm your new owner."
> You say "What? You don't own me!"
"Oh no? Well you just bitched at me for saving your life, and who knows what'll happen if I can't find anymore food tomorrow."
"But..."
> You say "You didn't save my life!"
"No, the man who shot you did. But as I said, I just acquired your services, so I get to decide whether or not to save your life."
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