The Deal: Revisited [History Repeats Itself]

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say "i got a mission to do" and return to the gay club to lift the club

Activate minigun richard and mow them down

Do the ora ora thing while playing the Stardust crusaders song while mowing them down with the minigun richard and the cycle

> COMPLY

You raise your hands in surrender. The robots move in to capture you.

> SURPRISE MINIGUN richard THEM

Your minigun richard pops out in the blink of an eye and starts spinning. The robots barely have enough time to register your hostile action before they are all ripped to shreds. That was easy!

> RETURN TO THE GAY CLUB AND START LIFTING AGAIN

You run back to the gay club and start trying to lift it again. This is not a job for one man, but who cares? You just have to believe and keep trying. Half an hour of futile lifting passes when you suddenly hear footsteps behind you.

Before you can react, someone strikes you in the back of the head with something heavy, knocking you to the ground. The assailant strikes again, but you quickly roll to the side and narrowly dodge the attack. As you roll to the side, you get a good glimpse of Uncle Jay (no relation) silhouetted against the sun as he raises his cybernetic entrepreneur  staff to strike once again. Robo-McClass is visible in the distance, running over the hills to assist Uncle Jay.


> _


Your inventory contains a phone.

You are wearing boxers.

Your body has been heavily augmented, making you look like a robotic abomination. Your skin is as tough as heavy body armor, you have a CYCLE™ button on your torso, there is a stereo inside your chest, you've got a CYCLE™ enhancing reactor, your arms and legs are robotic, and you've got a minigun inside you.

You are moderately wounded. You have a literal split personality that exists because you were shot in the head. Or something.


CYCLE™

>



Take the spiked gimp outfit and go to the gym lead by the leatherophobic boss of the gym

Do the punching ora ora thing but replace ora with DORARARARARA

> TAKE A NEARBY SPIKED GIMP OUTFIT AND RUN TO THE NEAREST GYM

You bend over to swipe a gimp outfit from the floor. Uncle Jay smashes you in the back of the head with a cybernetic entrepreneur  staff for massive pain. Robo-McClass is getting closer.

You pick up the gimp outfit. Uncle Jay smacks you again, and Robo-McClass is rapidly closing the distance.

You start running to the nearest gym. Uncle Jay tackles you and cracks the back of your robo-skull. Robo-McClass catches up to you and delivers a flurry of rapid-fire punches to your face, knocking you unconscious.

You wake up several hours later in a cold, dark prison cell.


> RAPIDFIRE PUNCH THE DOORS AND SHOUT DORARARARARA

You let out a mighty shout of "DORARARARA!" as you start punching the doors to your prison cell. You bruise your hands and eventually realize that your augmentations are all gone when you try to activate them and nothing happens.

It sure is cold and quiet. You have absolutely no idea where you are. You were so close to meeting your grandfather again, but you failed yourself. You failed him. You've been captured by the lovebots along with your boss and (presumably) your grandfather.

The silence is broken by screaming. Your grandfather screams from somewhere in the dark. So does your boss.


> _


Your inventory is empty.

You are wearing boxers. All your augmentations are gone.

You are healthy. You have a literal split personality that exists because you were shot in the head. Or something.


CYCLE™

>



put heavy body armor on your skin as tough as heavy body armor, making two vests didn't read
proceed to put on even loving more heavy body armor until you ascend tacticool didn't read again
proceed to lick the walls so much they melt
« Last Edit: March 07, 2017, 10:14:29 PM by NotBomberguy »

Well without your augmentations you're a scrawny forgetboy, squeeze through the cell bars

Whip out our minirooster and use it as a sledgehammer to break the bars
« Last Edit: March 08, 2017, 02:47:16 PM by cromartini »


cycle(tm) with a rock on the floor to pass the time


> WAKE UP

You wake up for the second time. You're still in a cold, dark prison cell.

> LICK THE WALLS UNTIL THEY MELT

You lick the walls. There is a foul sensation on your tongue, and you barely resist vomiting. These walls must have anti-lick coating on them.

> CYCLE™WITH A ROCK

You grab a nearby rock in your cell and attempt to do the CYCLE™. To your dismay, you realize that you are no longer able to vomit. While you were unconscious, someone used a special medication on you that prevents vomiting. No! It can't be! A life without the almighty CYCLE™ is not a happy life! Damn these robots for taking away your most valuable ability!

> USE YOUR REGULAR HUMAN MINI-rooster AS A SLEDGEHAMMER

Your minigun snake might be gone, but you've still got your tiny human one. You bash the bars of your cell with it, and your entire world is nothing but pain for several minutes. Human flesh won't do the trick!

> REALIZE HOW SCRAWNY WE ARE WITHOUT AUGMENTATIONS AND SIMPLY SQUEEZE THROUGH THE BAR DOORS

You try to squeeze through the bar doors feet-first, but your head refuses to go along with the plan and gets stuck. The rest of your body was so close to freedom that they could taste it! Yet the head drags them all down.

Maybe if you had something to lubricate the bars or your head with, you could squeeze through all the way? Your grandfather once told you about how he escaped a POW camp with nothing but skin ointment that a guard gave him, but what you remember is kinda fuzzy and probably inaccurate. It's still worth a shot.


> ASK A GUARD FOR HELP

You rattle the bar doors and shout for assistance. A lovebot, eyes glowing in the dark, walks up to you. Unlike the majority of the lovebots, this one has a male-sounding voice.

"YES, DESPICABLE HUMAN FLESHBAG? WHAT CAN I HELP YOU WITH?"


> _


Your inventory is empty.

You are wearing boxers.

You are healthy. You have a literal split personality that exists because you were shot in the head. Or something.


CYCLE™

>



ask if he can assist you with Self Delete because you cannot cycle(tm) anymore