Rowan, your fate approaches {JiGSaW}
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Date: October 24th, 2009 3:35 AM Author: Lavender sinister lay
*You wake up seated at a table in the center of a small room. You are comfortable, unrestrained, and in no immediate danger should you remain relatively still. Across the table is another chair, and both places have been set with a lit candle, a glass of water, and an index card. Both index cards have two sets of checkboxes. The first set allows you to select between "Cornflakes" and "Other." The second has options for "Soda" and "Wine." You notice a quill pen and a book of matches resting on the center of the table.
As you take in the rest of your surroundings, you notice many glass globes suspended around the room. Each one is attached to both the ceiling and the floor by twine. You also notice that the floor tiles are white and light blue, arrayed in a checkerboard pattern, with the globes only attached to the blue tiles. The tiles immediately surrounding the table are all white, and there is a pathway of white tiles leading from the opposite side of the table to the door.*
Hello Rowan. I want to play a game with you. For years you have degraded yourself, desperately seeking companionship in the arms of men who can only be described as society's misfits. Today, you have one final chance to find love. There is a photograph taped to the underside of the table. This photograph contains your choices:
http://img21.imageshack.us/img21/5772/choicesz.jpg
1. Accomplished and successful, but has severe problems with fidelity and is not a nice person. A fellow student.
2. Has an interesting occupation and has seen his share of ups and downs in life. Likes to work with his hands. You think you might recognize him from somewhere. A bit older than you would prefer, but then again, your shelf life is rapidly decreasing. Cleans up nicely.
3. Hardworking and an entrepreneur. Extremely caring and willing to let his guard down to show his emotions. Will you date an African American though?
4. Not particularly witty, intelligent, or engaging. Displays a reckless disregard for how others perceive him. Has herpes. A fellow student.
5. Very fit and loves the outdoors. Works in the medical field and has a spontaneous personality. Mildly crippled.
Each of these potential dates will bring protection to prevent any unexpected consequences from the evening. They have also each been instructed to make every effort to avoid stepping on any blue tiles. Your fellow students may or may not have been provided with additional instructions beyond this. At the conclusion of the evening, you will be free to go. However, do not attempt to escape at any time prior to this. Make your choice now, Rowan. How will you spend your evening? What will you order for dinner? And how will you interact with your date? Heed this final piece of advice Rowan: if you do not remain true to the singular, dominating characteristic that makes you who you are, you will perish. Let the games begin.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1118704&forum_id=2#13070970) |
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Date: October 24th, 2009 4:46 AM Author: Lavender sinister lay
*Your waiter stops in to collect the postcard, then returns with wine and a salad. He asks if you will be dining with anyone tonight, to which you respond in the negative. You spend a pleasant evening sitting in your chair, sipping your glass of wine in an utterly bland, Rowanian manner as you pick at your salad and gaze at the globes, candlelight dancing off of them and reflecting around the room. Eventually you pass out, enraptured by the stunning view. The waiter returns and clears the table while you sleep, leaving only the two candles.
A loud click wrests you out of your slumber, and you are immediately stricken with terror by the pitch black room you awaken to. Being true to yourself, you remain seated and think things through. You realize that the candles must have burned out while you slept, and that the click was probably the door unlocking. You surmise that if you can make it to the door, you just might come out alive.
You get up slowly and carefully, keeping in close contact with the table as you make your way around it. Soon you reach the other chair and use it as a guide to orient yourself. You know that if you can walk in a straight path from the chair to the door, survival is possible. You take those first, frightening steps away from the safety of the table, terrified of what might happen with the slightest error. The tension mounts as you continue your descent into the known unknown.
As you reach the area where the safe circle narrows into the door path, you begin to feel ever so slightly lightheaded, impaired by the wine. Your foot imperceptibly grazes the blue corner tile, you hear a spring and a loud pop, and your right cheek is wracked by intense pain. You clutch at your bleeding cheek, then make an attempt to wipe away the metal shrapnel and shards of glass. You try to reorient and keep going but you overcorrect, this time triggering the globes on the other side. The metal and glass shreds your skin as you stumble wildly around the room, eventually collapsing into a lump of flayed flesh while you claw at your mutilated eyes. You make one last desperate attempt to crawl through the shrapnel and save yourself, but you become tangled in the twine the globes had been suspended by, triggering even more of them. You struggle to raise your head one last time and are blasted directly in the face by the final globe. Most of the debris embeds in your forehead, large target that it is, and you die.*
Rowan, you were correct to spend the evening alone. Each of these men would have brought about your demise. Two were fellow students with simple instructions: "Be yourself." The others committed unspeakable atrocities on their loved ones. However, you failed to rationally consider the benefits and drawbacks of your other choices, dooming yourself. You never considered the ramifications of being in a dangerous candlelit room, instead leaving the matches on the table to be taken with your meal. You never recognized the consequences alcohol might have in your precarious situation. Instead, you ignored my warnings, bringing about your gruesome yet very avoidable death. Game over.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1118704&forum_id=2#13071152) |
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Date: October 24th, 2009 3:44 AM Author: Vivacious Ape Stage
LOL, these are fantastic.
* eagerly waits
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1118704&forum_id=2#13071004) |
Date: October 24th, 2009 5:01 AM Author: Mahogany rebellious sanctuary ladyboy
lol pensive has herpes.
180
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1118704&forum_id=2#13071167) |
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