Y'know that Choose Your Own Adventure story I was playing around with?
Well, I finished it. Does that mean I have OCD? Possibly.
Please give it a whirl if you have a couple minutes.
I had a lot of fun writing it, and I think it turned out rather well.
Okay, peace out.
Showing posts with label beast of berwyn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beast of berwyn. Show all posts
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
I'm Not Exactly Sure How This Is Going To Work, But...
Well, I think I'm going to have quite a bit of fun with my Beast Of Berwyn choose your own adventure story.
I'll be gradually fleshing out the story as people make different choices via the comments fields.
One thing that I'm intentionally doing is burying all new posts tied to this story in my archives, so they won't be showing up as new posts, and become distracting to people who aren't following the story, and I won't give away plot points to people who are, etc.
The problem is, I'm not sure the mechanism I should use to alert people that the story has had some more parts added to it. I guess I'll just see what works as time progresses.
Either way, I'm adding a permanent link on the right side of the blog, to go with my Character Actor Adoptions and Two Buck Schmuck links.
I'll be gradually fleshing out the story as people make different choices via the comments fields.
One thing that I'm intentionally doing is burying all new posts tied to this story in my archives, so they won't be showing up as new posts, and become distracting to people who aren't following the story, and I won't give away plot points to people who are, etc.
The problem is, I'm not sure the mechanism I should use to alert people that the story has had some more parts added to it. I guess I'll just see what works as time progresses.
Either way, I'm adding a permanent link on the right side of the blog, to go with my Character Actor Adoptions and Two Buck Schmuck links.
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
The Beast Of Berwyn: A Choose Your Own Blogging-Oriented Adventure
Hi, with this post (and without much prior thought), I so start a choose your own adventure story, The Beast Of Berwyn.
Disclaimer: Any resemblance between the characters herein and real persons living or otherwise is mostly coincidental.
So begins,
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You, celebrated blogger Arny Crankowicz, sit in your well-furnished library, composing a post describing the efficacy of squirrel saliva in combatting paralysis in your celebrated blog, "No Blarney Arny".
Suddenly, a woman's shriek pierces the night, followed by three gunshots.
Do you...
1) Investigate the noises outside
2) Call the police
3) Finish your squirrel post
Disclaimer: Any resemblance between the characters herein and real persons living or otherwise is mostly coincidental.
So begins,
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You, celebrated blogger Arny Crankowicz, sit in your well-furnished library, composing a post describing the efficacy of squirrel saliva in combatting paralysis in your celebrated blog, "No Blarney Arny".
Suddenly, a woman's shriek pierces the night, followed by three gunshots.
Do you...
1) Investigate the noises outside
2) Call the police
3) Finish your squirrel post
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You cross your arms and legs, trying your best not to disturb Enos, the alligator.
Enos spots the bag of nuts under your thigh. He gently nuzzles you.
He nibbles at you playfully.
The nibbling turns into biting.
Your left leg is now gone.
As you lose consciousness, you hear Bubs moan, "Aw, EEEEEeeeeenos. Come on!"
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You cross your arms and legs, trying your best not to disturb Enos, the alligator.
Enos spots the bag of nuts under your thigh. He gently nuzzles you.
He nibbles at you playfully.
The nibbling turns into biting.
Your left leg is now gone.
As you lose consciousness, you hear Bubs moan, "Aw, EEEEEeeeeenos. Come on!"
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bill, I can't talk right now. I'll come over later."
"Okay, Arny." Bill walks away.
You dash to the phone.
"Hello? Police? I have a dead body at my house. Thank you. Buh-bye."
Minutes later an unmarked police car arrives.
A large, burly man dressed as a mime steps out.
"Sir, my name is Sergeant Andy. Please come with me to the station."
You slide into the back seat, suddenly realizing you are sitting, once more, face-to-face with another alligator.
"Say hi to Enos," Andy says.
"I know Enos. Enos is dead. I watched him die."
"Hey, that quote is from Batman Begins!" Andy shouts. The alligator, startled, latches onto your head and rips it off in a jerking motion.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bill, I can't talk right now. I'll come over later."
"Okay, Arny." Bill walks away.
You dash to the phone.
"Hello? Police? I have a dead body at my house. Thank you. Buh-bye."
Minutes later an unmarked police car arrives.
A large, burly man dressed as a mime steps out.
"Sir, my name is Sergeant Andy. Please come with me to the station."
You slide into the back seat, suddenly realizing you are sitting, once more, face-to-face with another alligator.
"Say hi to Enos," Andy says.
"I know Enos. Enos is dead. I watched him die."
"Hey, that quote is from Batman Begins!" Andy shouts. The alligator, startled, latches onto your head and rips it off in a jerking motion.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bill, I have a situation."
"What is it? Holy carp! Dead clown! Dead cop clown!"
"What should we do? I don't want to go to jail!" you cry.
"Calm down, Arny. Let's think about our options."
Several moments of silence pass.
"Arny, first things first. Let's hide the body. Then we can think straight."
"Where? In the basement?"
"No, not the basement. That's the first place they look. Believe me."
Bill taps his lips with his finger. His bathrobe is still unsettlingly open. "Let's stuff the clown in the oven!" he exclaims.
"Before we do anything, I have to check my blog," you say. "It's been almost a day since I've been on."
You rush to your study. Your laptop has been rendered inoperable by a bullet hole.
Do you...
1) Ask Bill to hide the body while you get your spare laptop from the basement
2) Ask Bill to get your spare laptop while you hide the body
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bill, I have a situation."
"What is it? Holy carp! Dead clown! Dead cop clown!"
"What should we do? I don't want to go to jail!" you cry.
"Calm down, Arny. Let's think about our options."
Several moments of silence pass.
"Arny, first things first. Let's hide the body. Then we can think straight."
"Where? In the basement?"
"No, not the basement. That's the first place they look. Believe me."
Bill taps his lips with his finger. His bathrobe is still unsettlingly open. "Let's stuff the clown in the oven!" he exclaims.
"Before we do anything, I have to check my blog," you say. "It's been almost a day since I've been on."
You rush to your study. Your laptop has been rendered inoperable by a bullet hole.
Do you...
1) Ask Bill to hide the body while you get your spare laptop from the basement
2) Ask Bill to get your spare laptop while you hide the body
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You turn the laptop over in your hand.
"Hmmm," you say to yourself. "Doesn't look like the hard drive is damaged."
BANG!
You feel a jolt as a bullet shatters your spine. You fall to the ground.
As your life winks out, you comfort yourself with the knowledge that at least it was you, not your laptop, that took a fatal hit.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You turn the laptop over in your hand.
"Hmmm," you say to yourself. "Doesn't look like the hard drive is damaged."
BANG!
You feel a jolt as a bullet shatters your spine. You fall to the ground.
As your life winks out, you comfort yourself with the knowledge that at least it was you, not your laptop, that took a fatal hit.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You dash to the kitchen and dial the local law enforcement.
"I'd like to report a shooting," you say.
"Yes, we know," says the voice on the other line. "Officer is en route. [CLICK]"
More screams and gunfire erupt outside. The sound of glass breaking somewhere in the house. Red and blue flashing lights suddenly flood your kitchen.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A few quiet moments pass.
There is a loud knocking at your front door. You cautiously make your way there and look out the peephole.
A sinister-looking clown in a patrolman's uniform stands at your door, seemingly looking through the peephole straight into your eyes.
"Officer Bubs," the clown announces. "Somebody call the poh-leeeeeece?"
Do you...
1) Open the door
2) Call the police again
3) Hide in the basement
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You dash to the kitchen and dial the local law enforcement.
"I'd like to report a shooting," you say.
"Yes, we know," says the voice on the other line. "Officer is en route. [CLICK]"
More screams and gunfire erupt outside. The sound of glass breaking somewhere in the house. Red and blue flashing lights suddenly flood your kitchen.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A few quiet moments pass.
There is a loud knocking at your front door. You cautiously make your way there and look out the peephole.
A sinister-looking clown in a patrolman's uniform stands at your door, seemingly looking through the peephole straight into your eyes.
"Officer Bubs," the clown announces. "Somebody call the poh-leeeeeece?"
Do you...
1) Open the door
2) Call the police again
3) Hide in the basement
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bill, you get my laptop. It's downstairs under my framed Nagel print. I'll hide the clown."
"Okay!" Bill rushes downstairs.
As you put your back into pushing the crumpled remains of Officer Bozo into your spacious European oven, you stop for a second. Is this what famed blogger Arny Crankowicz has come to? How can he blog about this experience in good conscience?
You reach for the phone and dial. "Officer Bubs, please."
"One moment."
A few seconds of dead phone silence pass.
"Bubs here."
"Officer Bubs, it's Mr. Crankowicz. There's a dead body in my house. I don't know how or why it got here."
"Stay put! I'll be over there right away."
You hang up the phone. Bill emerges from the basement, laptop in hand. "Is this it?"
"Thanks, Bill! Finally. I don't even know if the last post I submitted made it to my faithful readers."
You walk toward him as he holds the laptop out to you. Suddenly, the immistakable scent of the ocean fills your nostrils.
"That's a lovely scent, Bill. What is it?" you ask.
"Aramis," Bill replies.
"But Aramis doesn't have a sea..."
Bill's face twists into a mask of fury. He lifts the laptop and brings it down on your head, as you fall into darkness.
...
You wake up, dazed and woozy, with a big bump on the head.
Bubs sits next to you, typing on your laptop.
Bubs states, "Be just a sec. Updating my blog."
Do you...
1) Let Bubs finish
2) Grab your laptop and check on your own blog
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bill, you get my laptop. It's downstairs under my framed Nagel print. I'll hide the clown."
"Okay!" Bill rushes downstairs.
As you put your back into pushing the crumpled remains of Officer Bozo into your spacious European oven, you stop for a second. Is this what famed blogger Arny Crankowicz has come to? How can he blog about this experience in good conscience?
You reach for the phone and dial. "Officer Bubs, please."
"One moment."
A few seconds of dead phone silence pass.
"Bubs here."
"Officer Bubs, it's Mr. Crankowicz. There's a dead body in my house. I don't know how or why it got here."
"Stay put! I'll be over there right away."
You hang up the phone. Bill emerges from the basement, laptop in hand. "Is this it?"
"Thanks, Bill! Finally. I don't even know if the last post I submitted made it to my faithful readers."
You walk toward him as he holds the laptop out to you. Suddenly, the immistakable scent of the ocean fills your nostrils.
"That's a lovely scent, Bill. What is it?" you ask.
"Aramis," Bill replies.
"But Aramis doesn't have a sea..."
Bill's face twists into a mask of fury. He lifts the laptop and brings it down on your head, as you fall into darkness.
...
You wake up, dazed and woozy, with a big bump on the head.
Bubs sits next to you, typing on your laptop.
Bubs states, "Be just a sec. Updating my blog."
Do you...
1) Let Bubs finish
2) Grab your laptop and check on your own blog
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bubs, go home. I need to handle this on my own."
"You don't need to prove anything, Arny. You could use my help."
"Bubs, trust me."
Bubs shrugs. "Okay."
He drives off, leaving you in the darkness.
And that's the last the world saw of famed blogger Arny Crankowicz.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bubs, go home. I need to handle this on my own."
"You don't need to prove anything, Arny. You could use my help."
"Bubs, trust me."
Bubs shrugs. "Okay."
He drives off, leaving you in the darkness.
And that's the last the world saw of famed blogger Arny Crankowicz.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You briefly glance up from the painstaking composition of your latest blog post, perturbed by the screams and gunshots outside. You focus back on your final summary.
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And, in some preliminary trials, the saliva of the common squirrel, when ingested,
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BANG! BANG! BANG!
"Awwwwwwwwwwwwrrrrh!"
"Are you alright?"
"NOOOOOOOOOO!"
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can ameliorate the paralytic symptoms of even the strongest neurotoxins.
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You hover your mouse over the "Publish" button, smiling contendedly with another blog post well-done.
As you smugly click your mouse button, bullets rip through your laptop and desk lamp, sending the room into inky blackness.
You fall to the ground. Several pregnant moments pass.
Suddenly, you hear a frantic knocking at your library window.
Do you...
1) Go to the library window
2) Inspect your laptop for damage
3) Go down to the basement to your other computer to see if the post was successfully published
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You briefly glance up from the painstaking composition of your latest blog post, perturbed by the screams and gunshots outside. You focus back on your final summary.
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And, in some preliminary trials, the saliva of the common squirrel, when ingested,
=================================================
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"Awwwwwwwwwwwwrrrrh!"
"Are you alright?"
"NOOOOOOOOOO!"
=================================================
can ameliorate the paralytic symptoms of even the strongest neurotoxins.
=================================================
You hover your mouse over the "Publish" button, smiling contendedly with another blog post well-done.
As you smugly click your mouse button, bullets rip through your laptop and desk lamp, sending the room into inky blackness.
You fall to the ground. Several pregnant moments pass.
Suddenly, you hear a frantic knocking at your library window.
Do you...
1) Go to the library window
2) Inspect your laptop for damage
3) Go down to the basement to your other computer to see if the post was successfully published
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"We can give you a lift home. I can't right at the moment, but Detective Andy can."
Andy, a large burly man dressed as a mime motions outside.
"Good news, Mr. Wankowicz," Andy says as he opens the rear door of his unmarked police car for you.
"Yeah?"
"We found an alligator that is the spitting image of Enos."
As you sit down and the door closes, you come face to face with what looks to be Enos' twin alligator brother. Except this alligator is smiling.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"We can give you a lift home. I can't right at the moment, but Detective Andy can."
Andy, a large burly man dressed as a mime motions outside.
"Good news, Mr. Wankowicz," Andy says as he opens the rear door of his unmarked police car for you.
"Yeah?"
"We found an alligator that is the spitting image of Enos."
As you sit down and the door closes, you come face to face with what looks to be Enos' twin alligator brother. Except this alligator is smiling.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You creep to your library window. A loud RAP! startles you. You see a trail of slime dripping from the glass.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," a gurgling voice moans.
You back out the room quickly, stumbling over your copperish International Blogger Award.
Do you...
1) Call the police
2) Hide in the basement
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You creep to your library window. A loud RAP! startles you. You see a trail of slime dripping from the glass.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," a gurgling voice moans.
You back out the room quickly, stumbling over your copperish International Blogger Award.
Do you...
1) Call the police
2) Hide in the basement
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You slowly, carefully open the door.
"Hi," Officer Bubs says. "You phoned about a disturbance?" His white clown face glows eerily in the moonlight. Abruptly, his face falls into shadow as the moon drifts behind a cloud.
"Y-y-yes," you reply.
"I took Little Miss Crazy out with some rubber bullets to the forehead."
You can barely make out a figure laying on the ground in the darkness. From what you can see, Crazy Lady is put together like a 1950's dame - hairspray and cone-shaped boobs.
Bubs shrugs. "She'll be okay, I think." He pulls his gun out of his holster, positioning it so the metal glints in the light spilling from your house. "Suh-weet, huh?! Ka-POW! KA-POW!"
"That's a beaut," you manage. You can't help staring at his wide, red grin.
"Oh, my face. Yeah. I was coming from our policeman's carnival -- it's a tradition. The clown makeup was my idea. Y'know, festive. The kids seem to like it."
"Is everything okay?" a familiar voice says.
Bubs whirls around, raising his gun.
"Whoa, whoa whoa!" you cry. "It's my neighbor!"
Your neighbor Bill Sherwin cautiously moves into the light. He wears a bathrobe that leaves little to the imagination.
Bubs looks at Bill sideways. "Sir, could you please close your robe? Your junk is showing."
"Oh, sorry," Bill says.
Bubs turns to you. "So, you're going to need to come down with me and Crazy Lady to the station so I can file a report.
Do you...
1) Go with Bubs and Crazy Lady to the station
2) Politely decline
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You slowly, carefully open the door.
"Hi," Officer Bubs says. "You phoned about a disturbance?" His white clown face glows eerily in the moonlight. Abruptly, his face falls into shadow as the moon drifts behind a cloud.
"Y-y-yes," you reply.
"I took Little Miss Crazy out with some rubber bullets to the forehead."
You can barely make out a figure laying on the ground in the darkness. From what you can see, Crazy Lady is put together like a 1950's dame - hairspray and cone-shaped boobs.
Bubs shrugs. "She'll be okay, I think." He pulls his gun out of his holster, positioning it so the metal glints in the light spilling from your house. "Suh-weet, huh?! Ka-POW! KA-POW!"
"That's a beaut," you manage. You can't help staring at his wide, red grin.
"Oh, my face. Yeah. I was coming from our policeman's carnival -- it's a tradition. The clown makeup was my idea. Y'know, festive. The kids seem to like it."
"Is everything okay?" a familiar voice says.
Bubs whirls around, raising his gun.
"Whoa, whoa whoa!" you cry. "It's my neighbor!"
Your neighbor Bill Sherwin cautiously moves into the light. He wears a bathrobe that leaves little to the imagination.
Bubs looks at Bill sideways. "Sir, could you please close your robe? Your junk is showing."
"Oh, sorry," Bill says.
Bubs turns to you. "So, you're going to need to come down with me and Crazy Lady to the station so I can file a report.
Do you...
1) Go with Bubs and Crazy Lady to the station
2) Politely decline
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bubs, can you follow me, in case things start going all crazy?"
"You got it, Arny."
"Thanks."
"Arny, for a fancypants blogger, you ain't half bad."
"Thanks, Bubs. For a sinister-looking clown cop, you're not too bad yourself."
You make your way up a steep hill.
Crazy Lady lays unconscious on the edge of a steep dropoff. Water rushes violently below her.
"Not sssso fassssst, Arny!"
A large, half-man, half-jellyfish creature shambles towards you from out of the shadows of a towering oak tree. On one side of him, a long tentacle drags across the ground, on the other, a human hand holds a gun.
"Bill! Is that you?"
"Yesssssss. The ssssad resssssult of a ssssssspecial effect gone bad."
"Bill, I'm sorry."
"Ssssssssorry? How dare you feel sssssssorry for me, Crankowisssssssss."
"Bill, I can help you."
"How?" Bill hisses.
"Well," you say, "if there are any remedies that have been indexed by Google, I'm awfully good at finding those kinds of things."
"Sssssssssssilence!"
A tentacle shoots at you and whips you across the arm. You are knocked back. You can feel a paralysis quickly come over you.
"Police!" Bubs yells. He fires his gun.
Bill returns his fire and knocks Bubs to the ground.
"Nooooooo!" you scream.
Bubs' gun falls near your feet.
Do you...
1) Reach for the gun
2) Have a peanut
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Bubs, can you follow me, in case things start going all crazy?"
"You got it, Arny."
"Thanks."
"Arny, for a fancypants blogger, you ain't half bad."
"Thanks, Bubs. For a sinister-looking clown cop, you're not too bad yourself."
You make your way up a steep hill.
Crazy Lady lays unconscious on the edge of a steep dropoff. Water rushes violently below her.
"Not sssso fassssst, Arny!"
A large, half-man, half-jellyfish creature shambles towards you from out of the shadows of a towering oak tree. On one side of him, a long tentacle drags across the ground, on the other, a human hand holds a gun.
"Bill! Is that you?"
"Yesssssss. The ssssad resssssult of a ssssssspecial effect gone bad."
"Bill, I'm sorry."
"Ssssssssorry? How dare you feel sssssssorry for me, Crankowisssssssss."
"Bill, I can help you."
"How?" Bill hisses.
"Well," you say, "if there are any remedies that have been indexed by Google, I'm awfully good at finding those kinds of things."
"Sssssssssssilence!"
A tentacle shoots at you and whips you across the arm. You are knocked back. You can feel a paralysis quickly come over you.
"Police!" Bubs yells. He fires his gun.
Bill returns his fire and knocks Bubs to the ground.
"Nooooooo!" you scream.
Bubs' gun falls near your feet.
Do you...
1) Reach for the gun
2) Have a peanut
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
No time for spell-checking! You hit the SUBMIT button, and dash to the kitchen and dial the local law enforcement.
"I'd like to report a shooting," you say.
"Yes, we know," says the voice on the other line. "Officer is en route. [CLICK]"
More screams and gunfire erupt outside. The sound of glass breaking somewhere in the house. Red and blue flashing lights suddenly flood your kitchen.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A few quiet moments pass.
There is a loud knocking at your front door. You cautiously make your way there and look out the peephole.
A sinister-looking clown in a patrolman's uniform stands at your door, seemingly looking through the peephole straight into your eyes.
"Officer Bubs," the clown announces. "Somebody call the poh-leeeeeece?"
Do you...
1) Open the door
2) Call the police again
3) Hide in the basement
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
No time for spell-checking! You hit the SUBMIT button, and dash to the kitchen and dial the local law enforcement.
"I'd like to report a shooting," you say.
"Yes, we know," says the voice on the other line. "Officer is en route. [CLICK]"
More screams and gunfire erupt outside. The sound of glass breaking somewhere in the house. Red and blue flashing lights suddenly flood your kitchen.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A few quiet moments pass.
There is a loud knocking at your front door. You cautiously make your way there and look out the peephole.
A sinister-looking clown in a patrolman's uniform stands at your door, seemingly looking through the peephole straight into your eyes.
"Officer Bubs," the clown announces. "Somebody call the poh-leeeeeece?"
Do you...
1) Open the door
2) Call the police again
3) Hide in the basement
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Hey!" you yell. "That's my laptop! Gimme!"
You fumble for the laptop, not seeing the loaded gun also resting on Bubs' lap.
BANG!
"Whoops," Bubs says.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
"Hey!" you yell. "That's my laptop! Gimme!"
You fumble for the laptop, not seeing the loaded gun also resting on Bubs' lap.
BANG!
"Whoops," Bubs says.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
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THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You muster up all your faculties of lying into a single knot in the back of your throat.
"She's my lady friend. She's been having a bad time, but she's going to get better. Please go easy on her."
"Why was she discharging her weapon at you?" Bubs asks.
"She wasn't shooting at me," you plead. "I wasn't even outside when the gunshots started. She was probably aiming at squirrels. She hates squirrels."
Bubs scratches his chin, causing some greasepaint to flake off onto his desk. "Hmm. Maybe she wasn't aiming for you. Maybe she was aiming for your neighbor, Mr. Floppy."
Bubs leans back in his chair.
"Either way, your prior knowledge of the ay-LEGED crazy lady means I am going to have to get a statement from you. This may take an unnecessarily long while..."
HOURS (AND MANY LIES) LATER...
You are exhausted. Bubs shows no signs of slowing. He begins making a series of animal balloons, placing them strategically on his desk.
Do you...
1) Ask to speak with crazy lady
2) Ask for a lift home
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You muster up all your faculties of lying into a single knot in the back of your throat.
"She's my lady friend. She's been having a bad time, but she's going to get better. Please go easy on her."
"Why was she discharging her weapon at you?" Bubs asks.
"She wasn't shooting at me," you plead. "I wasn't even outside when the gunshots started. She was probably aiming at squirrels. She hates squirrels."
Bubs scratches his chin, causing some greasepaint to flake off onto his desk. "Hmm. Maybe she wasn't aiming for you. Maybe she was aiming for your neighbor, Mr. Floppy."
Bubs leans back in his chair.
"Either way, your prior knowledge of the ay-LEGED crazy lady means I am going to have to get a statement from you. This may take an unnecessarily long while..."
HOURS (AND MANY LIES) LATER...
You are exhausted. Bubs shows no signs of slowing. He begins making a series of animal balloons, placing them strategically on his desk.
Do you...
1) Ask to speak with crazy lady
2) Ask for a lift home
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the continuing saga of ...
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You slowly walk behind Officer Bubs.
In one fluid motion, Bubs scoops up Crazy Lady and slings her over his shoulder.
He opens the passenger door of his squad car and drops her in.
"You ride in back."
He opens the door. As you slide into the back seat, you realize the car has another backseat passenger -- a medium-sized alligator on a leash.
Bubs shuts the door, jumps into the driver seat and revs the engine. "Mr. Crankowicz, meet Enos, the Captain's alligator. Enos, meet Mr. Crankowicz, a fancypants blogger."
Bubs peels out and rockets down the street.
Looking straight ahead, Bubs drawls, "We're just a couple minutes away from the station. Hey, Enos is probably getting a little hungry. There should be a package of nuts on the seat next to you. Feed him a couple, wouldja?"
Do you...
1) Feed Enos some nuts
2) Sit quietly, arms and legs crossed
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
You slowly walk behind Officer Bubs.
In one fluid motion, Bubs scoops up Crazy Lady and slings her over his shoulder.
He opens the passenger door of his squad car and drops her in.
"You ride in back."
He opens the door. As you slide into the back seat, you realize the car has another backseat passenger -- a medium-sized alligator on a leash.
Bubs shuts the door, jumps into the driver seat and revs the engine. "Mr. Crankowicz, meet Enos, the Captain's alligator. Enos, meet Mr. Crankowicz, a fancypants blogger."
Bubs peels out and rockets down the street.
Looking straight ahead, Bubs drawls, "We're just a couple minutes away from the station. Hey, Enos is probably getting a little hungry. There should be a package of nuts on the seat next to you. Feed him a couple, wouldja?"
Do you...
1) Feed Enos some nuts
2) Sit quietly, arms and legs crossed
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the continuing saga of ...
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
With your last ounce of strength, your hand reaches the gun.
"Funny thing, a gun," Bill whispers. "It only worksssssss when you can fire it."
A tentacle twists around your neck and the world goes dark.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
THE BEAST OF BERWYN
With your last ounce of strength, your hand reaches the gun.
"Funny thing, a gun," Bill whispers. "It only worksssssss when you can fire it."
A tentacle twists around your neck and the world goes dark.
THE END
There are many paths to adventure in this story. Try again and you may have more luck next time!
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