Ingame
You are standing inside the Food Court of Caiger Mall. The tables and chairs are overturned and disorganized. The food vendors are all dark. Also here are Ross (48HP), Doug D. Renolds (56HP), Jen (49HP), Izzy (50HP) and Tammy (38HP). The floors and walls are splashed with fresh blood.
Somebody has carved R + H 4ever with a heart around it onto a table. The couple is most definitely dead.
There is a lone monster here.
- You impale the thing in the neck, and when it twists to the side, your knife is wrenched free from your grasp, hilt protruding from its profusely bleeding neck. The thing falls back, befuddled limbs more-so disturbed by the lack of direction from the twisted and vacant mind that controls it.
More bullets hit the creature, the amount is beginning to seem absurd, but let's not be distracted by the possibility of an ammunition shortage. Ross, however, succumbs to that distraction, and he pulls out a crowbar and comes at the thing to whack it, getting smashed aside by a wayward limb for his efforts. Behind the thing, Tammy takes up a chair and commences to whack it vengefully. It might be alright to say that the monster may actually be dying.
Since your last turn:
- • Doug D. Renolds grunts and curses expectantly as he takes out a knife bigger than yours (don't be jealous). (now)
Possible actions:
- Give the conflict a heroic finish Don't be a hero
Inventory:
- You carry a journal and a bloodied radio. A pistol (0) hangs from your belt and two spare magazines are stuffed inside your pockets. You are wearing blue jeans, a white T-shirt and a pair of shoes.
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User:A Helpful Little Gnome
