I dunno. I'm thinking if we retreat we will only be signaling we're coming back later.

 

I say we go into the toilets, and pull the toilets off the walls. On re-emerging we kick over all the lamps we can see, and in the smoke, flames, and pain we steal back a whole bunch of stuff. And kick the dealer in the nuts. Then when the nuts have flown everywhere people will slip on them, creating even more confusion.

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

 

That would have to be B though, because in order for young Jink here to pull toilets off the wall, you first must go find the Dungaro Bracelet of Strength.

B it is.

Wait... Can we bet our shirt for the next round?

Let's throw in a kidney, or an eye.

A, of course!

Let's throw in a kidney, or an eye.

Not our own? Another patron's perhaps?

A .. Go Jink!!

Just do some exceptional tactical shooting ... like shooting the proprietor's belt off.

Is it possible that the proprietor is wearing the Dungaro Belt of Strength?

 

Oh, and I choose A, and I predict that it's going to turn out really really well.

Jink might be able to eat that 180g block of Camembert with Truffle Butter like the one I ate yesterday.

"God dammit Jink, get up!" *kick*

 

You feel a shooting pain in your ribs, "Ow! what the..?"

 

"Get up Jink! I can't do this by myself, they've got us surrounded."

 

You open your eyes and see a tall man standing before you. He's of a slightly muscular build, short hair, dressed in some sort of leather armor or something, holding a sword in one hand, and a bow in the other. You look around the room and see that you are still in the casino whore drug house. Tables and chairs are flipped over, and there is smoke comming from one side of the room. You notice a few dead bodies lying around you, you recognze a few as some of the people you saw in the casino before it turned into the smoldering mess it is now.

 

"You've been out for about twenty minutes now. I was getting worried I was going to have to finish this on my own. They've got the place surrounded."

 

Just then you hear a loud, gruff voice from outside.

 

"This is the Hiloxian Gaurd Force, we've got the place surrounded! Throw down your weapons and give up!"

 

You manage to get to your feet, and after stumbling a few times, you manage to gain balance.

 

"What happened? Who are you?"

 

"Don't tell me you've gotten some sort of amnesia. It's me, John, John Surreptishus. Don't you remember what happened?"

 

"Well, sort of. Well, no, not really."

 

"That smack to your head must have done some damage. Remember, I saw you loose all your money, and knew you were about to try something, so I stopped you. We decided to work together to take this place down, remember?"

 

"Yeah, sort of. Well, I mean, I don't remember, but I could believe that's what happened."

 

"Alright listen, I've managed to barricade most of the doors, but I don't think it will hold them too long. There are two ways out of here that I can figure, and-"

 

"Alright, if you're not comming out, we'll have to do this the hard way! Men, ready your fire arrows, and prepare to fire! Pun intended."

 

"Come on kid, we better get out of here, Gard chief Walsingham is as crazy as he is monicle eyed. Now, we can go down to the basement where there is a trap door to the city wasteworks tunnels, or, we can go up to the hooker rooms, dress up as hookers, and walk right out the front door. It's up to you kid."

 

Thinking quickly, you realize that the only safe way out is to...

 

(A) Go down to the basement and escape into the sewers!

 

(B) Dress up like hookers and walk outside.

That's definitely a B .. Jink strikes me as a closet crossdresser - about to go public..

 

 

(this is quickly turning into an Ed Wood production!! ^_^ )

I'm just suprised you've managed to get the kid to live this long, what with your previous track record of short lived main characters.

B

 

Time earn back the money we lost gambling. I wont be pretty but someone has do it.

 

...

 

B

 

Time earn back the money we lost gambling. I wont be pretty but someone has do it.

 

...

 

This.

B. If we're in the casino and the guards aren't, surely we control all the money, drugs and whatever. More than enough to bribe the chief, right? I'm not saying the hooker disguises won't work, I'm just saying it's good to have a Plan B.

B is definitely the way to go.

Sewers?!

 

B!

 

B!!

Edited January 4, 200719 yr by Nartwak

Yeah, go for the rats outside, not the ones in the sewers: B!

A, if only because everyone already chose B. Let's have Jink swipe up his money and the deed before he and Ms. Surreptishus take off though.

Ms.? Since when was he a chick?

He's going to be one, it was a joke.

I was suspicious of that, but I didn't know, since you picked the option that wasn't them being cross dressers...

True. But you know I knew that option wouldn't win too. So I must've been talking about the option that would take course.

Is there a reason you aren't on AOL?