We walk outside to see some nut holding a wooden board and digging in my yard. At the last moment, I decide to switch my ray gun from "kill" to "stun", only to spare my new companion from seeing what would surely become a gruesome scene. After searching his pockets and not finding any ID, only rusty nails, I step over his limp body and into my hover car. Once we're both safely inside, we begin our trip to the portal, and suprisingly the trip is smooth and non eventfull; except for the part where my new partner seems to be exhibiting some breathing problems.
> steps up to the control console and completes the retnal scan
<look on with wide-eyes as you zap the stranger holding the board>Oh, my. He did look rather scruffy! <she follows you into the hover car>
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You try to dig into the hard packed dirt and aren't making much progress with the wooden board when suddenly you are rendered unconscious!
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Last edited by robinsiebler; 12-05-2012 at 04:38 PM.
The world is full of pain and sorrow.
Life is fleeting and true moments of joy are few and far between.
Happiness is laced with shards of pain.
The world is full of pain and sorrow.
Life is fleeting and true moments of joy are few and far between.
Happiness is laced with shards of pain.
I tried to warn you that placing pills in random orafices will have side-effects. We're already at the portal and you think we're getting in the hover car. Darn it Robin, I'm going to need you to stay focused on this. We can not fail in our mission, too much is at stake here. Once again, my retnal scan is complete and the portal is ready, time for you to follow me, to take a leap of faith.
> steps through the portal
You are transported to the year 3174, to a world that at first glance seems like a ligertopia. But all is not as it seems. Looks, like sly double secret agent foxes, can be deceiving. Because this isn't the year 3174 and I am not a liger. You have entered a world where the reality is a projection of a human named Samuel. Centuries ago, Samuel came into the world gifted with unimmaginable powers. He created a world, which he singlehandedly sustains, by the sheer power of his will.
War, poverty, herpes and most other plagues of this world were eradicated almost over night. A period of unprescedented peace and prosperity followed...until Samuel fell ill and the very fabric of existence of this world now hangs in the balance. All we were given by him was a cryptic message "2012, robin, kitten with a keyboard, only hope"; and so I have brought you here.
We are about to meet Samuel, the first for us both, and I hope we will get more guidance then. Do not be afraid, and do not look straight into his eyes. Or his junk...try to keep it around the belly button area if you can.
> An elaborate gate behings to open, and though it doesn't seem old, it clearly shows signs of decay; we step inside