The Jongest Lourney (Forum Game ft. Lego) -we can finally kill people again-

[XR-7]

Tell her that you work hard and never kill people

[Ad Bot]

[Lego lad]

kill boss
be boss

[Aidan10]

Pretend to be FBI and confiscate the building

[Frequency]

Kill cashier and take his clothes, eat his hair and hide the body.

kill boss
be boss

You consider killing the manager and her employees, but you realize quickly that everything would be caught on camera. How else did those officers know to confront you at the exact location you went to?

get outta dodge

Raid Store
Sell research

And also sell hair

"Raid - Search for something needed or desired"

You start moving and "raid" the store in search of a job. Maybe they have some adult magazines and wigs that you can sell, should you be employed there.

ask for an application
offer to do anything for a job...
ANYTHING

do this
don't harm anyone

Ask for a job. Say you'll do anything.
If they say no go back to the car and floor it away
That's all I got without violence

and then ask to lick his/her brick/vagina(s)

Tell her that you work hard and never kill people

You slow down from your brief "raid" to ask for a job.

"Hey, do you have any openings? I'm looking for work and am pretty much willing to do anything, even if I have to lick bricks. I'm a hard worker and I wouldn't hurt a fly."

"Well, uh, we sure do have some openings, no brick-licking required! Here, step into my office and I can interview you a bit."

Pretend to be FBI and confiscate the building

She leads you to her rather cramped "office" area.

As you walk back there, you decide to impersonate the FBI.

"I'm with the FBI and I think I'll be needing to confiscate this building."

"Haha, good one. Come on."



She has to climb over her own desk to get to her chair. You kind of feel bad for her. But if you can't get the job on your first try, you plan on showing her your intense splits skills.

If that doesn't work... well, you have enough money to buy a banjo.



"So, why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself?"


Environment:
Time = 1:??PM (unknown day) oh late
Exterior Temperature = Moderately hot.
Interior Temperature = Chilly.
Weather = Clear skies, Mildly breezy.

Inventory:
-Neat Clothes
-144 Credits

Information:
Name = Clutch Powers, AKA "Evil"
Armor = 4
Skill = 1d6
Movement = (5") per action turn
Bonuses and Perks = Trichophagia: Can survive on the nutrients in hair alone.
Charming: 10% chance of receiving +1 to Skill Roll when interacting with women. (Improvable by 10% intervals with training)
Catlike: 10% chance of receiving +1 to Skill Roll when performing maneuvers that require agility. (Improvable by 10% intervals with training)

Status:
Condition = Normal
Hunger = Peckish
Bowels = Cannot release waste until tomorrow
Libido = Recharging
Energy = Awake, getting tired.
Karma = -50
Overall Infamy = 10 (You streaked through the downtown area of a city, broke into an apartment, and assaulted the tenant)
Immediate Notoriety = 40 (Authorities may require to interrogate you further, especially if they discover you're not who you dressed up as)

[tber123]

"I'm a hardworking man under a lot of stress. Forgive me if I suddenly step out of line. My childhood was very traumatic." Continue rambling on about how the stress is driving you to commit atrocities against your will, how exactly your childhood was traumatic, and how you feel helpless to stop it.

[hotremox]

kill her

[Electrk.]

"I'm a hardworking man under a lot of stress. Forgive me if I suddenly step out of line. My childhood was very traumatic." Continue rambling on about how the stress is driving you to commit atrocities against your will, how exactly your childhood was traumatic, and how you feel helpless to stop it.

[Frequency]

You begin selling yourself. This whole thing could turn out to be very beneficial.

kill her

we don't even have a weapon dammit

"I'm an honest, hardworking man under a lot of stress. Forgive me if I suddenly step out of line. My childhood was very traumatic." Continue rambling on about how the stress is driving you to commit atrocities against your will, how exactly your childhood was traumatic, and how you feel helpless to stop it.

"The stress is just so intense that I find myself behaving erratically sometimes and I just don't know why. I can't really help it, but it doesn't affect my performance in any way. I've always been very productive... I think..."

You wish you could go on about your childhood, but you still can't remember anything beyond this morning, when you first woke up in that house that the dead woman was in.

(Charming modifier successful! +1 to Skill Roll!)



"I see. I won't press any further with regards to your past, but I should let you know that you have nothing to worry about. You're not the most colorful character to have worked here, if you catch my drift, haha."

(Oh if only she knew,) you think to yourself.



"What kind of talents or skills do you have? What do you have to offer for our business?"


Environment:
Time = 1:??PM (unknown day) oh late
Exterior Temperature = Moderately hot.
Interior Temperature = Chilly.
Weather = Clear skies, Mildly breezy.

Inventory:
-Neat Clothes
-144 Credits

Information:
Name = Clutch Powers, AKA "Evil"
Armor = 4
Skill = 1d6
Movement = (5") per action turn
Bonuses and Perks = Trichophagia: Can survive on the nutrients in hair alone.
Charming: 10% chance of receiving +1 to Skill Roll when interacting with women. (Improvable by 10% intervals with training)
Catlike: 10% chance of receiving +1 to Skill Roll when performing maneuvers that require agility. (Improvable by 10% intervals with training)

Status:
Condition = Normal
Hunger = Peckish
Bowels = Cannot release waste until tomorrow
Libido = Recharging
Energy = Awake, getting tired.
Karma = -50
Overall Infamy = 10 (You streaked through the downtown area of a city, broke into an apartment, and assaulted the tenant)
Immediate Notoriety = 40 (Authorities may require to interrogate you further, especially if they discover you're not who you dressed up as)

[tber123]

"I can do anything if I put my mind to it."

[hotremox]

"I can do anything if I put my mind to it."

[Red Spy]

"I can do anything if I put my mind to it."

[Frequency]

"I can do anything if I put my mind to it."

x3 COMBO

The unity in your mind at the moment you make this statement grants you a critical success.



"That's great. You speak with such conviction that I just can't help but believe you, to be perfectly honest. You kind of remind me of my father... Ahem! But never mind that now!"



"I think we can get you started by having you verify and stock shipments. Sound good? Oh, and we'll also need some information from you."

Uh oh. She probably knows more about you at this point than you do. Can you weasel out of this one somehow?


Environment:
Time = 1:??PM (unknown day) oh late
Exterior Temperature = Moderately hot.
Interior Temperature = Chilly.
Weather = Clear skies, Mildly breezy.

Inventory:
-Neat Clothes
-144 Credits

Information:
Name = Clutch Powers, AKA "Evil"
Armor = 4
Skill = 1d6
Movement = (5") per action turn
Bonuses and Perks = Trichophagia: Can survive on the nutrients in hair alone.
Charming: 10% chance of receiving +1 to Skill Roll when interacting with women. (Improvable by 10% intervals with training)
Catlike: 10% chance of receiving +1 to Skill Roll when performing maneuvers that require agility. (Improvable by 10% intervals with training)

Status:
Condition = Normal
Hunger = Peckish
Bowels = Cannot release waste until tomorrow
Libido = Recharging
Energy = Awake, getting tired.
Karma = -50
Overall Infamy = 10 (You streaked through the downtown area of a city, broke into an apartment, and assaulted the tenant)
Immediate Notoriety = 40 (Authorities may require to interrogate you further, especially if they discover you're not who you dressed up as)

*coughyoucanprobablyconvincehertoputoffneedingyourinformationandgivehersomethingfakelatercough*

[tber123]

"Uh... I left my wallet in my car."

[Red Spy]

you can probably convince her to put off needing your information

I'll go with that

[Frequency]

"Uh... I left my wallet in my car."

Being so close to having an income to fuel your genocide crusade forces you to bite your tongue on this one.

I'll go with that

"Uhh, do you think we could hold off on that? I've got some complications with my lawyers and whatnot and..."



"Hey, I totally understand, no worries. You can give it to me some time before you get your paycheck next week."

"Thanks, I appreciate it."

"No problem. There are uniforms in that crate over there. You can start working today or tomorrow, it's up to you."



You're relieved you made it out of that one. Now you'll have to find a way to come up with some records for yourself. Is that a black market thing? What goes on in this city at night? Will you spend the rest of the day working, or will you put that off until tomorrow, disregarding the opportunity to start making more money? Can you really believe it's not butter?

(Note: You don't have to act out every moment of the day. Days can pass by quickly if you wish, as long as there is an uninterruptible routine set.)


Environment:
Time = 1:??PM (unknown day) one oh
Exterior Temperature = Moderately hot.
Interior Temperature = Chilly.
Weather = Clear skies, Mildly breezy.

Inventory:
-Neat Clothes
-144 Credits

Information:
Name = Clutch Powers, AKA "Evil"
Armor = 4
Skill = 1d6
Movement = (5") per action turn
Bonuses and Perks = Trichophagia: Can survive on the nutrients in hair alone.
Charming: 10% chance of receiving +1 to Skill Roll when interacting with women. (Improvable by 10% intervals with training)
Catlike: 10% chance of receiving +1 to Skill Roll when performing maneuvers that require agility. (Improvable by 10% intervals with training)

Status:
Condition = Normal
Hunger = Peckish
Bowels = Cannot release waste until tomorrow
Libido = Recharging
Energy = Awake, getting tired.
Karma = -50
Overall Infamy = 10 (You streaked through the downtown area of a city, broke into an apartment, and assaulted the tenant)
Immediate Notoriety = 40 (Authorities may require to interrogate you further, especially if they discover you're not who you dressed up as)