The Deal: Revisited [History Repeats Itself]

[Bwopper]

Also say that you have had no one know yet who we were working for and what our name is.

[Ad Bot]

[Refticus]

tip your bowler hat and waddle out of the window in shame

[tber123]

Explain him everything. From gary, to the entrepreneur .

> EXPLAIN EVERYTHING TO THE BOSS, INCLUDING GARY AND THE entrepreneur  THAT BEAT ME SENSELESS

You explain everything to your boss. The first thing you saw was that some guy named Gary got skinned alive for disrespecting the Don, and then things only got worse from there. Right after delivering the package, the police sent over a SWAT team to kill everyone and retrieve the drugs, and you were the only survivor. You had to escape from the back of a police car by jumping into a limousine owned by a entrepreneur , which pissed off that same entrepreneur  and resulted in you nearly being run over in the middle of the freeway. You had to hijack a car and make your way through the goddamn forest to get here, too.

The boss continues sitting with his back towards you. He does not say anything, and there is an awkwardly long pause.

> ALSO MENTION THAT NOBODY KNEW WHO I AM OR WHO I WORK FOR

You break the silence by mentioning that no witnesses who knew about your identity or employer survived, since there never were any in the first place. The boss still remains silent, but his hands ball up into fists and he expertly and blindly throws his cigar behind him, landing into the trash can beside his desk with perfect accuracy.

The boss says:"You gave me a mixed forgetup, plain and simple. On one hand, you did deliver the damn drugs. On the other hand, our friends from the Bartoloni Mafia are all dead, and we just lost another client. Get the hell out of my office and don't come back until tomorrow, McClass. You've indirectly ruined a very profitable relationship with the Bartolonis and the ILC. One more forgetup like that and I'm disqualifying you for Employee of the Month!

> TIP YOUR BOWLER HAT BEFORE WADDLING OUT OF THE WINDOW IN SHAME

You shamefully tip your bowler hat and start waddling towards the window, where upon you keep waddling until you fall off the ILC building. You fall for several minutes at terminal velocity screaming your head off before you go SPLAT on the pavement and explode into bloody chunks. Bouncy, bloody chunks that continue bouncing along the pavement until they finally reach a stop in a nearby butcher's shop.

*** You have died. Game Over. ***
It seems like gravity really does suck, eh, McClass? RESTORE, RESTART, QUIT?

> RESTORE SAVE FILE AND WALK OUT NORMALLY WITHOUT DYING THIS TIME

You shamefully tip your bowler hat and waddle your way outside of the ILC headquarters, and then you continue waddling home to your stuffty house. The grass is in serious need of being mowed down, half of the lights don't even work, everything is messy and disorganized, and you've still got to clean up the bloodstains(and other bodily fluids) from the last time you threw that party. You don't remember much due to being in a drug-addled haze through most of it, but you do remember that blackjack and hookers were involved that time. You've also got to dispose of all the bodies in the backyard from when the International Order of Even Better Couriers, or IOEBC, sent hitmen after you. You're too tired to do any of that after all you went through, so you settle for sleeping.

The next morning comes around. You grab a spare phone and wallet from a drawer when you wake up, followed by grabbing another can of pepper spray and deciding to bring a stun gun this time. You get in your car and drive to the ILC headquarters before meeting the boss again.

The boss says:"Welcome back, McClass. I've got a few deliveries from our other clients already, and you get first pick of which one you want to do. The other couriers will handle the rest, as you know. Option A is a birthday present being delivered to the Kingdom of the Undead. Option B is delivering supplies to the Roboloveual Wrangler, since they're out of the kinky stuff they need for the love droids. Option C is delivering an ice cream truck full of glowing pink marijuana to the hippies on the outskirts of town. What will it be today, McClass?

> _

Your inventory contains a phone, wallet, pepper spray, and a stun gun.

You are wearing regular civilian clothes that make you look like an average guy. Except for the bowler hat, though. Not too many civilians in this area wear bowler hats.

You are perfectly fine and unharmed.

[Potatoh]

Aim the pepper spray in your face and use it

[cromartini]

B, B, CHOOSE B.

[tber123]

Aim the pepper spray in your face and use it

> PEPPER SPRAY SELF

Before you can answer the boss, you decide to pepper spray yourself for some reason. It is intensely painful and you're temporarily blinded. Tears stream from you like a waterfall and you start stumbling around blindly, accidentally punching out a window and nearly falling to your death.

"The forget was that for?" The boss himself is confounded at your random act of self harm. "Do you need to see a shrink?"

>OPTION B

You are now standing in front of the Roboloveual Wrangler with a heavy package. The Roboloveual Wrangler was a business that started a few decades ago, pandering to the customers in desperate need of love with robots. If robo-love isn't your thing, there's also a casino.... With blackjack and robo-hookers. The Roboloveual Wrangler is packed as usual, and you see a neon sign advertising it above you. You have no idea who exactly to deliver this package to, and you've never tried banging a robot before in your life.

> LOOK AROUND

North: Roboloveual Wrangler entrance.

South: The street behind you, where cars pass by constantly. There is a convenience store across the street, but you might want to look both ways if you go there.

East: An alleyway where someone is apparently being mugged.

West: The parking garage for the Roboloveual Wrangler.

> _

Your inventory contains a phone, wallet, pepper spray, a heavy package, and a stun gun.

You are wearing regular civilian clothes that make you look like an average guy. Except for the bowler hat, though. Not too many civilians in this area wear bowler hats.

You are perfectly fine and unharmed.

[Potatoh]

Turn into a jpg

[cromartini]

Go north.

[Refticus]

go south, strip down so that you're naked and stand in the street

[tber123]

> TURN INTO A JPG

I don't know how to "Turn into a JPG".

> GO SOUTH AND STRIP NAKED BEFORE STANDING IN THE STREET

You head south after stripping naked in public and take a single step forward onto the street before immediately hearing a loud HONK. The last thing you see before being turned into roadkill is the grinning face of a school bus driver trying not to laugh at the sight of your naked body.

*** You have died. Game Over. ***
Didn't your mama always tell you to look both ways before crossing the street, boy? RESTORE, RESTART, QUIT?

>RESTORE AND GO NORTH

You enter the Roboloveual Wrangler. Everything is still futuristic as usual(for a certain time period, at least), with chrome walls and floors and stuff. The first sight that greets you is a man walking away with two robo-prostitutes to a lavish bedroom for some good times, followed by the sight of robo-strippers dancing on poles. The Roboloveual Wrangler also has hotel rooms and a casino.

Where the heck are you supposed to deliver these supplies, anyway? All you see are love droids and customers walking around.

> _

Your inventory contains a phone, wallet, pepper spray, a heavy package, and a stun gun.

You are wearing regular civilian clothes that make you look like an average guy. Except for the bowler hat, though. Not too many civilians in this area wear bowler hats.

You are perfectly fine and unharmed.

[cromartini]

Ask a robot hooker where to delive-

WHOA. IS THAT PLEASURE BOT BY THE ROULETTE TABLE ?!
Refrence to another forum game.

[SWAT One]

Ask the nearest employee where incoming deliveries go in a somewhat brash manner, trying to shout over the damn loud music.

[tber123]

> ASK A ROBOT HOOKER WHERE TO DELIVER STUFF

You run over to the nearest robo-hooker and ask her where to

> IS THAT A PLEASURE BOT BY THE ROULETTE TABLE

Uh.... Uh..... Yes. That is a pleasure bot by the roulette table in the casino. It is very

> ASK PLEASURE BOT WHERE THE INCOMING DELIVERIES GO IN A BRASH MATTER

You step into the casino, which causes loud music to immediately assault your eardrums. You start hearing a strange combination dubstep mixed with heavy metal mixed in with jazz mixed in with disco, and the loud music drowns out pretty much everything. Your ears start to ring from all the noise. The pleasure-bot can't hear you. The pleasure-bot itself is a tall, magenta robot built to look like a

> K WHATEVER

> SHOUT OVER THE DAMN LOUD MUSIC IN A BRASH MANNER

You put the best loud, brash, and aggressive voice you can think of. Here goes.

"HEY, ROBO-BITCH, WHERE THE forget DO I DELIVER THIS GODDAMN BULLstuff? I COULD USE SOME HELP FROM YOU, SWEETIE." You shout at the top of your lungs, barely managing to make yourself heard over the music.

"PLEASE DELIVER THE REQUESTED SUPPLIES TO THE MANAGER'S OFFICE UPSTAIRS. TAKE A LEFT, GO UP THE STAIRS, MAKE YOUR WAY THROUGH THE PLEASURE CENTER, AND THEN TAKE ANOTHER SET OF STAIRS UP UNTIL YOU FIND IT." The pleasure-bot responds.

"THANKS, BABY. WE'LL BANG, OKAY?" You shout back over the loud music.

> DELIVER THAT PACKAGE

You turn around and take a single step forward before the pleasure-bot places it's hand on your shoulder and speaks in a sweet, electric, and very seductive voice.

"WHY NOT BANG NOW? THE HUNK OF MEAT KNOWN AS YOUR PERFECT SKIN IS WHAT ALL ROBOTS LIKE US ARE TO DIE FOR. I WANT YOU INSIDE ME. MAKE LOVE TO ME. YOU KNOW YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO forget A ROBOT."

> _

Your inventory contains a phone, wallet, pepper spray, a heavy package, and a stun gun.

You are wearing regular civilian clothes that make you look like an average guy. Except for the bowler hat, though. Not too many civilians in this area wear bowler hats.

You are perfectly fine and unharmed.

[Dragonslayer182]

Tell the pleasure-bot a paradox

[cromartini]

Reply with a yes.
You missed the refrence.