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It literally pains you to part with anything being the fuckin' obsessed pack rat you are, but you need to start earning your keep again. The problem is you'll only part with a few things and those things are shit that nobody wants!

You can't believe that nobody would want things like S&M Elmo or Trailer Trash Barbie! And you can't even wrap your mind around the fact that people don't want your used toothpick collection from around the world!

Well it looks like the demand is currently for "Big Objects" and the only two big objects you have that you're willing to part with are your full set elephant bones and your Kudzu plant.

Of course there's always a demand for porn, but you're sort of attached to your collection of that stuff.

You sell your Kudzu

You get an offer of $500 dollars for the Kudzu that has basically enveloped the house. You take it. You never wanted this stuff in the first place, it just grew out of hand and you couldn't get rid of it.

As you begin wondering how you're going to ship the Kudzu, suddenly something green catches the corner of your eye! It's the Kudzu! It appears that it didn't like the idea of being sold! It begins to crawl at you, and it looks a lot more dangerous than you remember considering it has sharp thorns now.

You grab your Mickey Mouse Zippo lighter and a can of Lounge Lizard Hair Spray and use it as a poor man's flamethrower!

It works! You burn and singe enough of the Kudzu to make it retreat, giving you time to wonder what to do next.

You jump out the window and escape

As just one man armed only with a lighter and a can of spray can, you decide you cannot stop it yourself. You jump out of your window and run off as the Kudzu begins to grow and eat your neighbors behind you. You eventually hide out in old cabin up north that you family used to go up to when you were little.

While you're hiding out, the horror that you unleashed onto the world that ends up taking the lives of millions. It's eventually stopped, but your name is cursed and you will forever be known as the one who didn't stop the evil when it was small.
You get an offer of $500 dollars for the Kudzu that has basically enveloped the house. You take it. You never wanted this stuff in the first place, it just grew out of hand and you couldn't get rid of it.

As you begin wondering how you're going to ship the Kudzu, suddenly something green catches the corner of your eye! It's the Kudzu! It appears that it didn't like the idea of being sold! It begins to crawl at you, and it looks a lot more dangerous than you remember considering it has sharp thorns now.

You grab your Mickey Mouse Zippo lighter and a can of Lounge Lizard Hair Spray and use it as a poor man's flamethrower!

It works! You burn and singe enough of the Kudzu to make it retreat, giving you time to wonder what to do next.

You kill the Kudzu!

You can't let this evil grow! You have to stop it right here and now!

You move forward to attack, burning it as you go. You start setting flammable things on fire and hope to get to the kitchen to turn on the gas and blow it up.

You get to the kitchen and turn on the gas, now all you need to do is escape before the gas hits the flame and explodes in that spectacular fashion like in all those movies you've ever watched.

Well unlike the movies there is no "Dramatic time" (Especially since you were still holding an open flame Zippo lighter in your hand!) and as soon as you turn the gas on the entire house blows up, with you and the Kudzu in it.

You have stopped an evil from attacking the world though, if it's any consolation. Probably not, since nobody ever knew they were in any danger in the first place.
It literally pains you to part with anything being the fuckin' obsessed pack rat you are, but you need to start earning your keep again. The problem is you'll only part with a few things and those things are shit that nobody wants!

You can't believe that nobody would want things like S&M Elmo or Trailer Trash Barbie! And you can't even wrap your mind around the fact that people don't want your used toothpick collection from around the world!

Well it looks like the demand is currently for "Big Objects" and the only two big objects you have that you're willing to part with are your full set elephant bones and your Kudzu plant.

Of course there's always a demand for porn, but you're sort of attached to your collection of that stuff.

You wait! You've got naked pictures of your Mom!

We'll save you the embarrassment of WHY you have the pictures in the first place, but after scanning one naked photo of your Mom, it doesn't take long for perverts all across the globe to start bidding for the whole set. The highest bid you've got right now is some guy in Mexico who's offering 10,000!

You sell!

You sell, send off the pics and receive your money

Unfortunately you forgot to consider the foreign exchange rate!

10,000 Mexican Pesos is only $2.00 in US Currency!

While it's very possible that your Mom won't find out what you did, but there's always the chance she will. And hell, for that amount of money you could've sold naked pictures of yourself!

You try to buy your Mom's pictures back

Fortunately the Mexican guy is now trying to sell them for a bigger profit, 20,000...unfortunately its US currency. You're fucked. You don't have that sort of money.

So you do the only thing you can do. You steal your Mom's credit card and buy back the pictures.

However there ARE consequences for your actions.

First your Mom finds out about all of this the very next time she tried to use her card. (Which gets cut up)
Second she's wickedly pissed off that you even sold the pictures in the first place let alone the fact that you didn't get squat for them and then put her in SEVERE debt by buying them back.
Third there are some questions about your erm... morality, not to mention your sanity. You basically STOLE her private property which makes you a thief, the fact that you knew the content of the pictures and looked at them, makes you a sicko, the fact that you sold them makes you a sleazeball, and the fact you lost money on the whole deal makes you an idiot!

Your Mom has you committed to the asylum, where you spend the rest of your days, until you cause so much trouble you get lobotomized.
You sell, send off the pics and receive your money

Unfortunately you forgot to consider the foreign exchange rate!

10,000 Mexican Pesos is only $2.00 in US Currency!

While it's very possible that your Mom won't find out what you did, but there's always the chance she will. And hell, for that amount of money you could've sold naked pictures of yourself!

You sell naked pictures of yourself

Some gay porno magazine offers you a $2.00 for your naked pics. You accept the offer.

Unfortunately it's a MEXICAN gay porno magazine!

You get a fat nickle!

Well you've made a total of $2.05 from selling your Mom's self respect as well as your own. (Not that you had that much to begin with)

You try not to think too much of it and just hope you Mom never finds out, but as you find out later you should've worried about other things instead.

You and she unknowingly become a point of obsession by a deranged bisexual midget. He eventually gets to the point where his obsession can't be restricted to just images and pictures.

He tracks you both down and somehow manages to ambush your Mom and knock her out cold. You hear the noise from the basement and come up to investigate, where upon the midget knocks you out as well.

He ties you both up and well; it sort of only gets worse from there…

Your images are uploaded one last time through the sick freak's illegal snuff site.
We'll save you the embarrassment of WHY you have the pictures in the first place, but after scanning one naked photo of your Mom, it doesn't take long for perverts all across the globe to start bidding for the whole set. The highest bid you've got right now is some guy in Mexico who's offering 10,000!

You hold out for more!

Wise choice! Everyone knows 10,000 in Mexican currency is only $2.00 US currency!
After waiting for a better deal you finally get an offer of $10,000 from some rich lesbian in Hawaii.

Jackpot!

Apparently she also wants to meet your Mom in person.

You know your Mom's been kinda lonely after Dad was killed in that "elephant incident" so you decide to set it up...

And after months of workin', proddin', fixin', and schemin' on your part, your Mom is now a much happier person and so are you having a rich stepmom and all. Now you can go buy that bomb shelter you always wanted.
You don't have time for Moon Shadow's hippy shit, you're here to find Ben.

"No, I'm pretty sure the only path I wanted to follow today was to find Ben."
"Very well, but as I said before I have no idea where he's hidden the entrance this time. You'll just have to find it yourself." Moon Shadow tells you and then goes back to her meditation.

You begin wandering the backyard, looking at the ground in the hopes of finding something out of place, but you're not having too much luck.

"How the hell…gah, tis is pointless…huh?"
"Aunt Suzy pretty!" you hear a familiar voice say.

You turn around and see Tommy!

"Tommy! I thought you were with your dad. Your mom's over there."
"Mommy sleeping."
"No she isn't she's med…" you look again over in Moon Shadow's direction and she's no longer meditating she's on the grass sprawled out fast asleep.

"Oh well, I guess she is asleep. So Tommy, as I said before I thought you were helping your dad."
"Busy. No want my help anymore." Tommy says while looking down at the ground. At first you think he's sad, but actually he's just become fascinated with a bug on the ground.
"Tommy where's the entrance to the bunker?"
"Dunno."
"You don't know? How can you not know? You came up from the bunker!"
"Oh yeah…me don't know. Keeps changing location. You want to play?"

This little trip to find Ben has just gotten weirder by the minute. You're really starting to wonder what the hell is going on. Though part of you just wants to give up and not bother with this nonsense.

You entertain Tommy

You decide you just don't care enough to find Ben, you instead decide to play with Tommy as he seems starved for attention right now.

You take Tommy down to the basement to play, but now he seems more interested in your computer.

"Puter! Better! Make better! Faster!" he says excitedly.
"You saying you can upgrade my computer without me having to spend money?"
"Make faster! Better! Puter!"

You take that as a yes and let him at it.

At first when you see Tommy ripping out wires and banging on the computer with a hammer he pulls out, you think you've made a horrible mistake. The computer looks entirely trashed in five minutes, but Tommy smiles and says.

"Finished! Better now!"
"I sure hope so…"

You hesitantly turn the computer on and try it out and Tommy has indeed succeeded. You computer runs a lot faster.

"Hey thanks Tom…" you say, but then realize he's wandered off again.

You shrug your shoulders and enjoy your upgraded computer. Looks like there will be even less of a reason to leave the basement now, though you know who to look for if you ever need it "made better" again.
This is a little strange, but you have no reason to think that your Dad is going to do anything weird to you. Maybe it's just a piece of jewelry or something. I mean you're his daughter for Christ's sake.

Sure he might've been an absentee father and he's a drunk, but do you really think he'd be so overcome with grief that he'd actually be trying to lure you into the bedroom so that in his twisted mind he could have sex with Mom again?

"What exactly is it that you want to show me?" you ask.
"Come with me, it's in the bedroom." He beckons.
"Can't you bring it out here?"
"Suzy, it's very special. In fact I question on whether I should give it to you, not because you don't deserve it, but because if your other sisters catch wind of it, they might get jealous. So when I give it to you, you can't tell anyone. It'll have to be our secret."

ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO FOLLOW YOUR DAD?

I'll give you another chance to reconsider if you're not entirely sure of his intentions.

You hell no, you know how this is going to end up!

While maybe it's not what you think, but your heightened suspicion based on reading countless incest stories on the internet, his odd behavior, loneliness and depression and the fact he said you took after your Mom…needless to say it's understandable that you think something really wrong is going to happen.

"Yeah…Hey Dad I just remembered I have to go get something. I'll be back."

Your Dad doesn't even reply he just stands there looking a little bewildered. You briskly head back to the basement and hope he doesn't try to follow you. He doesn't. In fact when you creep back upstairs a couple days later he's passed out on the couch as usual. It would seem his attention turned back to booze which is perhaps where it should stay.

With this little example in mind, you come to the conclusion that changing things the way they are isn't such a good idea and you rarely leave the basement ever again.
You wake up to another day in your sheltered little world.

"Sheltered" is probably a little inaccurate, but you're about as close as you can get in your dysfunctional family.

Your upbringing for you and all your siblings, quite frankly sucked, and it made you very introverted and unmotivated. It's probably why you're over 18 and still living at home.

You're a basement dweller.

However we shouldn't be too hard on you. Your other four siblings are also living at home along with a few other freeloading family members. You just happen to be living in the basement.

Fucked up parenting aside, you actually have potential, if you'd just break out of your shell. You aren't unintelligent. You at least graduated high school, watch the learning/history channel and read weird shit on the internet all day.

You aren't even unattractive, though your mom always drilled it into you and your sisters head that you were always to be "good girls". It only really worked on you though; as a result you've never had a boyfriend. (Or girlfriend for that matter) You don't even have that much contact with the world outside your house anymore. The world's a dangerous place and you feel much safer in your house.

Again, this thinking of yours is misguided as being out of the house of your crazy ass family would probably be a lot safer. Of course you rarely even leave the basement nowadays anyway. Seems like your world is getting smaller with each passing day.

Of course you could do something a little out of the ordinary today and try to change your lot in life.

How about it? Want to give it that old college try? (Even though you never went to college?)

You dunno, sounds scary! Better stay in the basement!

Alright, I understand, you have everything you want in the basement and even if you don't you don't have far to go get it. The outside world doesn't really hold any interest for you, so there's little point in going through the hassle of dealing with it. And living in the basement has worked out for you so far more or less, so why mess with success right?

But you must also understand that just hanging out in the basement for the rest of your life doesn't usually offer much in the way of excitement. At least not without some sort of outside stimulus anyway, and with all the rest of the drama going on in the house, everyone usually forgets about you and you happily stay out of it most of the time.

So this little story will come to an end right here.
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Time -
Life -
Other -

These three things control how the game is played. If you waste time during the game, and your time counter reaches 0, you will lose the game. Life is like health, if it reaches 0, you will lose the game. Many other things control the flow of the game, such as # of bullets, luck score, and more, keep these things in mind while you are playing the game.

You start

You are a relic hunter who has just returned from a search in Egypt. You have brought back with you a few items, including a book. You are reading the book, feeling pretty bored, when you come to a page entitled,
"Cryptode" It says,


'A square of three dimensions
is locketh before thee,
Unlock it and thee shall be rich,
One mistake and thee shan't live again'


You know the Cryptode is a lost object that needs to be opened by a code. You have decided to try to crack the code. BUT FIRST, you need to see someone.
"Young master!...And miss Jenny! What are you two doing??!" Just when you're about to say something, a grumpy yet elegant voice comes to you across the dining place. You turn around to see a huge guy tucked in a classy black tuxedo dragging himself towards your table. "Please stay away from that man!" Finally, someone with common sense and willingness to act in this forsaken town...and he doesn't seem to be the type you want to mess with.


"Eww! Manny the Orge, what??" The girl who now known as Jennifer nearly gives a shriek at the sight of him. "Let's go to another room!" Alongside with her, Pip is already fleeing.


"Who are you?! You didn't do anything to them, did you???" Wow! This guy is fast, completely contradicted to his mountainous figure. And his voice has gone into a raging fit waiting to release on you. He grabs your collar and shouts directly at your face, nearly giving you a heart attack. "You prick!!! What did you do???"


Then without waiting for an answer, he throws a punch at you!

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...


Darkness, the only thing that you can only feel...can't you? You try to open your eyes but couldn't...In fact, you don't have any sensational feeling at all!


Come on!


Wake up!


Damn IT!


Finally after struggling with your brain, you manage to get a feel of your skin contact and snap your eyes opened.


!!! You're being chained to a plastic surgery table, naked with only the boxer! The cold from it is killing your back. Numberous cords and tubes are sticked into your arms and your legs! To add up the creepy formation, 2 large sized needles are injecting some weird-colored liquid into your body. With each and each of those flowing before your eyes, your skin sensation slowly fades away.


What the fuck is going on??!


"Oh!...You can still be alive?" You turn your neck to the speaker and see a beautiful, gorgeous blondie looking at you. "Admirable...Stay still! Let's chat for a bit, shall we?"


You try to open your vocal cord but find no strengths or air to do so, you can only glare at the beauty in front of your face, grinning slyly at your misery.


"Can't talk? That's too bad." She is teasing you, and she is enjoying the look you're giving. "Umm, yes! You'd make a fine work out of this. Let's see..." She checks your chest for a bit and then speaks the murderous words on your decaying breath. "It's a bother but I guess you need another method. Be ready for it."


Rudy Hills, her nameplate inprints itself into your brain after she has left. Well, her C-cups were quite a feast to the eyes at least.


Y.O.U  A.R.E  A.L.R.E.A.D.Y  D.E.A.D


'Is this it?' You ponder, looking at the dead bodies hanging on top of you. 'I wish I could chill out, this is so surreal. Maybe next time I should consider what world I'm living in before doing something stupid again.'
No, nope, nope! Not the kind you want to be involved. Ignorance is pure bliss in this situation, you continue to listen to the TV. No matter how much they try to pester you into this Pokemon stuff, you stand...you sit on your chair without giving them even a glance. Perhaps because of your hardcore coolness, they leave you as fast as they arrive. Kids, adorable but so simple sometimes. You have to crack a smile at the sight of them asking another customer.


<DUN DUN DUN!!! Who is ready to become another winner in our contest today?> A gameshow is on and it is blasting your eardrums, killing your rare happy mood instantly. You turn down the volume and lazily get back to the waiting game.


Before long, your lovely meal has arrived. You're starving so even if the quality is shit, the quantity will fix it. You pick up the fork and start with the eggs first.


"Hello sir! Where are you going?"


Hmm, sunny today sure is hot and delicious, not bad for a small size, the hens here are healthy you can tell. And now bacon...with extra steak sauce too?! You grab a slice and shove it in your mouth.


"Do you like this?"


Ehh!!! What is this? Where does this stuff come from?? You swear you can almost taste the bitter ashes in this, did they put them on the stove? Not to mention the sauce is terrible, you find no traces of the sweet and fat juice of the meat. They're pretty soft and easy to swallow though so you can forgive that. After spending time savouring the eggs while cringing at the main meal, you move onto the applepie.


"Uuu...He's so mean!"


...Uggrr! Sugar rush has no brake in this one. Sweet, soft and creamy pie, pretty good! Not the best but certainly not the worst, you can enjoy this one more time if you have to. You leave the cash down onto the table and prepare to walk out. When you are nearing the exit, you see a mountainous man in a black tux turning his back to you. Just as you're about to head for the door...


"Oh, excuse me." The man turns to you and speaks up, looking at you with quite a non-friendly manner. "I'm looking for a boy and a girl going together, they are both in grade schools. Have you seen them?"

You say yes

"Yeah. They were just here pestering people about Pokemon or something." You respond with an uncomfortable frown, you feel an annoying feeling around you that they and this man have created.


"Oh!...Do you know where they've gone to?"


"Don't know."


"..." A disdainful look towards you, he clearly doesn't take a trentcoat wearing man's words. He and you have unintentionally started a stare battle against each others...And you're slowly losing.


But then suddenly, he bows his head to you. "Please pardon me." With that said, he runs ahead of you and leaves the diner. You've not ever met anyone weirder than that these days. What the hell was that? That was completely out of nowhere.


With nothing else to ruin your day, you hit the street outside.
Tick...tick...tick...


You've been staring at your watch for nearly an hour and there isn't any sign of stopping. Normally you'd take a shot to calm your nerve since you deciding to enter the bar but the mood here failed to meet your taste. It's too quiet, too eerie at the time. Maybe it has something to do with the place itself as the bartender doesn't particularly enjoy any conversation with visitors just like you.


Who designed this place? No wonder why there are so few people setting their boots here. You cannot find any positive point except for the waitress, a hot brunette who unfortunately doesn't appear to be working properly, she nearly spilled the entire claret on another customer without apologizing. Good thing kindness is still among some people these day.


"Oh, Laura..." You sigh at yourself, pulling your forehead. "Why did you have to leave?"

You finish your drink

Might as well do what you were going to do. Even though the taste is so horrible, you gulp it down in one goes, hoping for your stomach to hold up any retching urge.


You feel sober as you carelessly put the glass and a bill down. Then immediately...Frowning at the sourness, you run out of the bar and vomit everything inside out like a loosen water hose.


Yuck! Maybe you should find something to eat, you feel absolutely terrible.