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| Big King | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 20:49 Post #1 |
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WELCOME MY PUPPETS! This RP is called 20666, and is based off of the murphy's law principle, anything that can go wrong, will. This RP has no rules on content, so do whatever. You final fate will be dictated by your choices and me however. SO ENJOY! FEAST! FOR SUFFERING FOLLOWS! You all begin in the city of Mongol-Alpha, the capital of Mongolia in this alternate reality. You are all office workers for a generic corporation, but awake in your cubical to find no one there but you, what do you do, where do you go, HO HO! WE SHALL FIND OUT! Spoiler: click to toggle [/center]
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| Deleted User | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 21:39 Post #11 |
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I shake my head, putting my hands on my hips. "Well, nowhere to go but Forward. Come on." Gathering my courage, I begin to press forward, following the trail of papers around the office. |
| Maximum | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 21:45 Post #12 |
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I step forward, picking up a few papers, I begin to skim through the text on them out of curiousity. |
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| Hjorthorn | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 21:50 Post #13 |
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'Where had all the workers gone?' I wondered. Perhaps there was some meeting I had forgotten about. I decide to go up and see my manager, asking if I had missed a memo. |
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| Big King | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 21:56 Post #14 |
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The door to the manager's office stands ajar, many staples stabbed into it. You can hear the howling winds of the winter breeze from behind the door, as more papers flutter out. The rest of the office seems untouched, save the missing tiles. The sounds of fax machines and the constant ringing of phones can be heard over the howling winds. |
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| Big King | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 21:59 Post #15 |
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(The entire office appears as such, with little lighting:)
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| Big King | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 22:04 Post #16 |
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Maximum: The papers are a mix of TPS reports, and what appears to be grocery lists. Mixed in are many blank pages stained with various liquids of unknown origin. Some of the stained pages appear to by from the well known book 'mein kampf'.
Edited by Big King, Thursday, 21. August 2014, 22:06.
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| Maximum | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 22:06 Post #17 |
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"Oh lord..." I say. I walk into the CEO office |
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| Big King | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 22:09 Post #18 |
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Maximum: You see that your hands have also been stained, the origin of the liquid still unknown, try as you might, it does not come off. Everyone else in da hood: You continue onward towards the CEO's office, the howling getting louder as you approach. |
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| Maximum | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 22:11 Post #19 |
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"jesus christ..." I look around in the office |
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| Big King | Thursday, 21. August 2014, 22:12 Post #20 |
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