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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Aug 1, 2011 19:15:15 GMT -5
Swim for the path!
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Post by Griffin2448 on Aug 2, 2011 19:50:25 GMT -5
You turn back around to face the path. From what you could tell it was about 30 feet away from wear you tread water. You take a deep breath, and start the swim towards the opposite shore. After reaching the shore, you walk up the bank and sit down. After all you'd been through tonight, you wonder how you are still alive. Still not completely sure how you are still breathing, you stand up and start walking down the path. The path was made of hard dirt, and was painful on your tired legs. Up ahead you notice two people walking towards you. They seemed armed. You think they haven't seen you.
Do you duck behind a bush and wait for them to pass? Or do you walk over and greet them?
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Aug 2, 2011 20:39:05 GMT -5
Well, if they have arms, it's best to duck behind a bush and wait for them to pass. Perhaps wielding a large branch from a nearby tree.
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Post by Griffin2448 on Aug 2, 2011 21:00:56 GMT -5
With the two men still coming towards you, you quickly jump behind a nearby bush. There's a sharpened branch sitting next to you. Wondering why its sharpened, you pick it up and hold it next to you. The two men are getting closer, and you can hear a few words exchanged between them. You peak through the bush and see the men pass.
"Мальчик я люблю блины. Блины действительно хороши." says the man on the side closest to you.
You almost burst into laughter at the sound of a language you did not understand. And you were thinking about going to go greet them a few minutes ago!
You watch them go by, and you stand up. You were still wielding the spear.
Should you follow them? Or continue down the path?
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Aug 2, 2011 21:58:19 GMT -5
Continue down the path and hope that they were just exiting the Borgman House. Speak softly and carry a big stick.
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Post by Griffin2448 on Aug 2, 2011 22:14:41 GMT -5
You walk to the center of the path, still watching the men approach the lake. You turn around and head in the opposite direction of the men. You carry the spear with you in case you run into anyone else that's armed. You begin talking to yourself; soft enough where you can only hear.
"I am a cat lover and I love to run..."
Tears begin running down your face. You quickly wipe them again, and get back to talking to yourself.
"Sorry, I'm thinking about cats again....I just want to hug them. But I can't."
You wipe more tears from your face.
"...Can't hug every cat."
Then, with more tears coming from your eyes, you spot a black cat. It runs from one side of the path to the other, and it disappears into the woods.
Should you chase after the cat? Or continue down the path?
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Aug 2, 2011 22:19:02 GMT -5
I LOVE CATS! AND I LOVE TO RUN! RUN! RUN AFTER THE CAT! HUG THE CAT! I WANT IT IN A BASKET! AND I WANT LITTLE BOW TIES! HUG THE CAT!
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Post by Griffin2448 on Aug 3, 2011 15:08:52 GMT -5
You throw your hands in the air, dropping the spear, and run after the cat. You see the cat in front of you, still running at full speed, through the thick forest. The cat jumps over fallen branches, rocks, and small trees. And you mimic the cat's actions. Then the cat jumps over a branch that's a little taller than your waste. Your momentum is to great to stop, and you hit the branch at full force. You trip over the branch and land on your back. You gasp for air as you roll around on the ground.
Do you continue to chase after the cat? Or do you go back to the path?
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Aug 3, 2011 15:13:13 GMT -5
The cat's long gone. Path.
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Post by Griffin2448 on Aug 3, 2011 15:31:48 GMT -5
You stand up, cough, and dust yourself off. Coughing still, you look around, wondering which direction the path is. You pick a random direction and start walking. After walking a while you begin to notice the trees are thinning. You walk a bit further and the forest opens into a large field. You smell the fresh air. "Lovely." you say to yourself.
"Эй! Вы американской сволочи!" You look over. There's about 12 armed people standing right in front of you. They had guns raised.
"Uhhh...I don't quite understand what you said," You say in a worried voice as you raise up your hands.
"Great! An American! What are you doing here American?" A man with a large beard asked you in a heavy Russian accent.
"Uhh.."
Should you run? Should you lie? Or should you tell him the truth of how you got there?
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Aug 3, 2011 15:33:49 GMT -5
"I've come to drink your blood!"
...No, probably a bad idea. Go with lying. That solves everything.
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Post by Griffin2448 on Aug 3, 2011 15:42:43 GMT -5
"Uhhh...I was on my way to the American Embassy in Moscow. My plane was crashing, and I had to jump out." You lie.
"Into President Medvedev's private lake?" The man with the beard asks.
"Ye-Yeah. Into President Medvedev's lake..."
You begin to sweat. Not knowing if the men had bought what you told them or not. You look at them. They were whispering to themselves in Russian.
"Okay, we believe you," The man with the beard said. You suspected him to be in charge, "We will take you to President Medvedev."
"Uhh..."
Should you run? Should you go with them to the President? Or should you try something else?
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Aug 3, 2011 15:46:00 GMT -5
If going to meet the President will get me to an airport faster, go with it. If not, I choose to ask to be taken to an airport if at all possible.
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Post by Griffin2448 on Aug 3, 2011 15:58:54 GMT -5
They escort you to a very large white building. There was a helicopter on top, and a very large tank sitting in the middle of the yard. You wonder if they still use it. You and your escorts reach the door and burst through it. There was a very large staircase in the middle, with doors leading to rooms on both sides of the foyer. The floor was made of white marble. The escorts lead you up the stairs. At the top of the stairs there was a large brown door.
"He is waiting for you." The man with the beard told you.
Should you go in? Attempt to escape the escorts? Or punch the man with the beard?
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Post by S.W.A.T.K. on Aug 3, 2011 16:01:03 GMT -5
What? He's waiting for me? . . . Creeper. Might as well go in. But I am really tempted to start throwing fists up in here.
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