| Choose Your Own Adventure!; Sonic Paradox vs. Fantasy. | |
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| ImPantsAtThis | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 03:26 PM Post #1 |
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Hello, and welcome to the CYOA thread, where you'll face dragons, wizards and mystical dark forces (or, more likely, fight rape charges and manipulate others in ridiculous fashion). In the game you will take control of our unnamed hero on their adventure through a medieval fantasy universe! The rules: -We all play as the Main Character (MC for short). -Throughout the story, the MC will have to make choices from a list of options. The choice will be decided by popular vote; by the time I get around to writing the next event I will see which is the most picked choice. -Do not make up your own choices. This happened at the beginning, I know. But that was when this was a joke. -After some joke rolls, choices are now determined by random.org's die function. Rolls are thrown by me, and parameters for success [SUCCESS GET] and failure [FAIL GET] are determined by how difficult the action would theoretically be. -It takes time to write these events, so if your vote isn't counted, then you probably posted while I was writing. Sorry! Now that that's out of the way, the story so far: ...And then you roll a four! A wild troll is blocking your path, but you have the weapons to defeat him. Will you run, or fight? Run: Roll an even number to succeed. Fight: Roll between 5 and 6 to succeed. -- You chose: make a joke -- and rolled a 3. SUCCESS GET The troll looks around, confused by the sudden turn in your tone. The sharp edge of your wit cuts the troll deeply, causing him to back away, returning under his bridge. Now the path is clear, where will you go: North, South, East or West? -- You head: West. A dark forest blocks your path. You cannot go west. Where will you go: North, South, East or West? -- You head: North. Walking north along the path, you come to the bank of a river. Ahead, straight across the river, lies the small farming town of Fabellan. To your left is a fair maiden, fetching a pail of fresh water. Do you: talk to the fair maiden, attack her, or journey onward to the town? -- You chose: talk to the fair maiden. "Excuse me, miss," you call in your gruff adventurer's voice. "Do you know the way to Fabellan?" The maiden stands, lifting her pail as she turns to address you. "It's, uh, just over there -- I'm heading in soon. I've seen a troll in these parts, though; will you escort me?" Looking the buxom young woman up and down, you have a choice: try and use your guile to win a night in her bed, escort her, attack her, or continue alone? (To win a night in her bed, you must roll a 6.) -- You choose: the perv option. You roll a 5.9. FAIL GET "Tell me, you saucy wench -- are you available tonight for some... festivities?" The maiden peers back at you, not fully understanding your intentions. After a moment or two, she throws the pail over your head, drenching your armour in water. As she storms away, back to town, you hear hear mutter, "What a pervert." Sitting in the river bank, covered in liquid, you assess your options. You can: chase her down, lay on the embankment and rethink your life, or head toward Fabellan slowly, as not to give the impression of stalking the young woman. Your choice? -- You chose: go to Fabellan slowly. You pick yourself up off the ground and slowly walk to the rural farming town. As you head along, you notice the sky beginning to darken, the clear blue sky giving way to a rainy evening in a matter of minutes. After moving at a more brisk pace, you make it within the town's limits. Unfortunately, the curfew begins just as you make it inside. You need a place to stay before the guards can find you -- 'Big Bubba' would be... too welcoming if you went back to jail. And you don't want to be that sore again. Do you: head to the Inn, seeking refuge in the storm; approach a nearby guard for help; or take your chances and rely on your sneaking skills, hoping to hide out in a derelict building nearby until dawn? -- You chose: head to the inn. Plodding along in the rain, puddles slosh into your cheap shoes. Cursing at your rotten luck, you wonder how your life got to this point. Flashbacks of brothels and robberies fill your vision. Shaking away the memories, you turn to see a guard bearing down on you. He stops in front of you and begins to speak. "By the gods!" He says. "What do we have here?". You know that being caught outside past curfew is punishable with jail time. Your options are: wait it out to see if he will help you; run away (must roll an even number for success), or attack him (must roll 3-6 for success). -- You chose: attack the guard. You rolled a 3. "Kiiiyah!" You scream as you thrust your sword into the guard's chest. He whimpers, and then falls to the ground, twitching in a pool of his own guts. You turn, and notice a mob of villagers are coming towards you, pitchforks and torched held high. They are chanting "Rapist! Rapist!" as they advance. Suddenly, they stop, and the fair maiden from the river steps in front of the crowd. "That's him!" she proclaims, pointing an accusatory finger towards you -- it seems your advances earlier were misinterpreted. You are covered in the guard's blood, and the villagers cannot be taken by force as they appear to be organised. Do you: approach the mob to charm them; or turn and flee? -- You chose: run. You try to run, but fall over the guard's corpse, giving the angry villagers time to catch up to you. You must now face up to the mob, and so you approach, hands raised, but held low. "I think I need to clear up some confusion here," you begin... A: "That girl wanted to have sex with me!" B: "You see, I'm the dragonborn." C: "I didn't do anything, I swear!" D: "I'm not a rapist!" -- "No! You have to believe me; I didn't do anything, I swear!" "Oh really?" One of the villagers challenges, strolling out into the space between you and the crowd. He looks to be the buxom young maiden's father, and seems the protective sort. "Prove it." "Well..." You can: Pull some Phoenix Wright bs using evidence [persuade; 2-4 for success] Challenge him to sword battle [intimidate; 1,5, or 6 for success] -- You choose: pull Ace Attorney bs. You roll a 3. SUCCESS GET "Now hang on a second. If I raped your daughter, sir, then explain how her dress is intact!" "Well, uh..." You close the distance between you and the group, moving past the old man and finishing in fron of the young lady. "Furthermore," you proclaim, grabbing her skirt, "Why is her chastity belt still locked?" Your opponent stutters, unable to fathom both your audacity and logic. "So, you see, I didn't even touch your daughter, who is A LIAR AND A WENCH BY THE WAY!" "I... guess she is." Turning back to the mob, you holler a closing statement. "Now, if you'd all be so kind as to leave me alone, I have other matters to attend to! Have a good night!" With a spring in your step, you walk back towards the inn, allowing the once angry crowd's clapping and cheering for your prowess to fade into background noise. Suddenly, a voice cuts through the rain. "Objection! What about the guard you killed?" Do you: Move on, ignoring the objector; or turn to face your accuser? -- You keep on walking, not caring for petty squabbles concerning murder. "In fact... nah, you look trustworthy. Sorry to bother you." With barely a turn of your head, you acknowledge the man's existence. "No problem, squire." Just around the corner, you find the Inn's big wooden door. You step into the warm, only to see that that the tavern is almost vacant. Stepping up to the bar, you look to see a voluptuous elf barmaid come out of the back. "Can I help you?" A: "Yeah, could you get me a sidewinder fang, please?" B: "Yeah. Make me a sandwich." C: "Uh, yeah, I'd like to order a room for the night please." -- [Here's where we left off. Let's begin!] -- You chose: C. "Uh, yeah, I'd like to order a room for the night, please." "No problem, sir. That'll be 10 gold coins." A flash of realisation streaks across your mind: you're broke. You search your pockets for any loose coins, but alas, there are none. Do you: explain your situation to her to earn some goodwill; sit at the bar and refuse to leave; or try to use your wiles to win a night in her bed [must roll 1-3 for success]? |
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| Sweet_lil_Eliza | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 03:28 PM Post #2 |
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..ummm ..will I? Yes I will. Night in the bed, please! I am okay with what strider said, though. Edited by Sweet_lil_Eliza, Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 03:33 PM.
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| Strider318 | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 03:31 PM Post #3 |
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Explain the situation. We already tried the perv option once, I don't want to ruin our rep any more. |
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| ImPantsAtThis | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 03:33 PM Post #4 |
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The situation is that you have no money, but need a place to stay. You can refuse to leave the tavern, and risk the landlady's wrath, explain your day to her in the hopes she'll help you out, or try and seduce her to use her room for the night. |
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| Strider318 | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 03:38 PM Post #5 |
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I meant, the explain the situation option. The one that's less meta. |
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| ImPantsAtThis | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 03:45 PM Post #6 |
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[My mistake xD] "Look, I've had a really bad day. I had to fight a troll, I got shot down and chased by the village... I'm pretty sure I killed a guy, too. Don't you have any spare room?" The elf quirks an eyebrow, surprised by your candor. "Well... I suppose you can have the spare room for the night. In exchange though, you're gonna help around the bar tomorrow. Deal?" "Deal." "I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you." Thanking Sarah, you head up the stairs to the Inn's bedrooms and rest for the night. The bed is warm, and you fall into sleep's tight embrace as soon as your head hits the pillow. That night, you dream of an ocean, filled with gold. There is a duck there, wearing a top hat, that swims in the gold. He turns to you an-- CRASH! You awaken, startled at the sudden noise coming from down stairs. It could be an intruder, or just Sarah tidying away. Do you: go downstairs to investigate; or stay in bed, hoping that it's nothing? |
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| Strider318 | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 04:15 PM Post #7 |
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Nice reference there. Also: Go investigate. If we stay in bed, and it's an intuder then Sarah will be pissed, and that's no good~ |
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| ImPantsAtThis | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 04:22 PM Post #8 |
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[Heh, glad someone picked up on it.] You chose: investigate. The upper floor is creaky, but your light feet allow you to creep to the stairwell with making any noticeable noises. You peek downstairs, careful to remain hidden at that same time, and see a tall, rogue-ish looking fellow sat on a barstool, slapping his hand against the counter. You can see that the front door look has been forcibly opened. He appears to be trying to get someone's attention -- whether he's here for you or the proprietor, you don't know. You can: wake Sarah as backup; or ambush the trespasser. |
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| Strider318 | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 04:45 PM Post #9 |
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I'm actually gonne let someone else take a turn. Give or take a half of the choices made were by me, so I'll take a break. (i also think both these options are good) |
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| OldFashionedLizard | Wednesday Mar 12 2014, 05:01 PM Post #10 |
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WELCOME TO ST ALPHONZOS PANCAKE BREAKFAST
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Wake Sarah as backup. We could use a person. |
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| Sweet_lil_Eliza | Thursday Mar 13 2014, 02:28 AM Post #11 |
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ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND, WAKING UP A WOMAN = DEATH. *ahem* The second option. |
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| darkerturbo | Thursday Mar 13 2014, 05:25 AM Post #12 |
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Wake her up |
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| ImPantsAtThis | Thursday Mar 13 2014, 04:21 PM Post #13 |
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You chose: wake Sarah up. Backing away from the top of the stairwell, you track back to the rooms in the hallway. After opening Sarah's door quietly, you try to wake her, prodding her in the arm while she lays asleep. "Psst... Sarah. get up." "Hnngg?" The elf turns in her sleep. "Whaazzit?" Deciding to take more drastic action, you whip off the bed sheets and try to pull her out of bed. Eventually, you succeed, and Sarah wakes up in the middle of your pull. "What the heck are you doing?" She whispers. "There's someone downstairs," you explain. "They've broken in. We need to see what's going on." "Fine." With a groan, Sarah stands and walks out of the room, heading to the stairs. Following close behind, you arrive downstairs with Sarah to confront the rapscallion and turn him away. As the two of you approach him, however, the elf stops, apparently recognising the man. "Hans." Crossing her arms, Sarah shifts her weight onto one foot as the addresses the intruder. "What does Bubba want this time?" Hans turns on his stool, facing the pair of you. With a crooked smile revealing missing, chipped and discoloured teeth, he replies, "Oh, you should know, my girl. The boss only wants his tribute." "I am not giving in to your extortion racket ever, Hans! Now get out of my Inn!" Sarah shifts into a more active stance, prepared to mete out some violence. The owner and the intruder are standing off, either one unable to attack the other without retaliation. You notice a dagger on the stool next to Hans. Do you: wait out the face-off; pick up the dagger and throw it at Hans, hoping to impale him [must roll 4-6 for success]; pick up the dagger and stab Sarah in the back[must roll 1-4 for success]; or attack Hans directly, combining your hand-to-hand ability with the elf's [1-3 for success]? |
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| OldFashionedLizard | Thursday Mar 13 2014, 04:23 PM Post #14 |
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WELCOME TO ST ALPHONZOS PANCAKE BREAKFAST
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We should try throwing at Hans. |
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| darkerturbo | Thursday Mar 13 2014, 04:23 PM Post #15 |
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Stab Sarah in the back |
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