I look for a turtle so I can flip it over on its back.

kick reason in the crub, pretend you're Dick Cheney !

>>6469543
There is no turtle. You are also not a replicant.

>>6469545
You're fairly sure of your sanity. You don't make a good Dick Cheney impression.

>>6469577
Are we sure we're not replicants? Try making a little oragami animal.

Also, check for traps.

>/ Run selfaware.exe

>/ Begin query: love

Check for a wedding ring. Am we married?

I make several overblown gestures as a free action and call upon stored magic gathered through my reflection metamagic, centering myself to add my initiate grade ot the drain resistance roll and lowering the drain value in the first place. I cast an indirect combat spell, approx force 20, featuring the elemental effects of blast, light and fire at the furthest wall.

>>6469601
There is no paper to make a little paper animal. In any case you seem to remember watching that stupid movie last night. Your girlfriend trying to convince you that it was "deep" in between shots of whiskey and gin.

Scrambling on all fours you delicately search the room for booby traps, triplines, any indication that this isn't some sick murderers attempt at copying Saw. To your chagrin, and possibly disappointment, there are none.

As you scramble about you can't help but knock over the little box with your hand. It was surprisingly heavy. Looking at it in the light it seems to be an old fashioned puzzle box.

>>6469621
selfaware.exe is a corrupted file. You soon burn out your memory trying to query love without that most important plugin; a soul.

>>6469651
No, but you seem to recall the face of a woman. A girlfriend. You remember being with her last night, watching bad sci-fi movies and getting drunk.

>>6469655
Sadly there are not enough d6's to make the roll. Also, you do not have your trusty robe and wizards hat.

Don't touch it, it's full of demons.

And yeah, our girlfriend must be one of those film buffs. Bladerunner had some good visuals, but it was really slow, and some of the scenes didn't make any sense unless you picked them apart for metaphorical components.

Also, the lead robot dying with the dove in his hand so he could let it go at the last minute? A little melodramatic for our tastes.

I consider the possibility that I might be a character in an image board based roleplaying game, evident by the numerous and conflicting ideas about what I should do constantly running through my head and the fact that I woke up in a mysterious place with no memory, as characters always do in these sorts of games.

>>6469682
I NEED NO WIZARDS HAT, OR ROBE. I WEAR A FULL SUIT OF HEAVY MILITARY ARMOUR!

Also, I roll an average of 36 dice for magic and 40 for drain. That's 9 and 10 successes if we purchase them, so 10 (11 boxes, -1 from trauma damper) boxes of stun damage and a dv of 29, with the wall resisting at half armour.

Also, swear loudly and creatively about female.

>>6469708
Yes, curse the female gender aloud!

Why doesn't our girlfriend want to commit?

>>6469700
You decide to leave the puzzle box alone. It sits unmoving. You swear that it's staring at you.
>>6469702
A terrible prospect. Better not think about it too deeply.
>>6469708
Still not enough d6's. Also your military armor messes with your arcane gestures. The spell fails.

>>6469708
I meant "Curse the female in our heads aloud"

Pick up puzzle box, open door

>>6469759
We don't need dice, we buy them at a rate of 1 success per 4 dice. THERE IS NO CHANCE OF ARCANE FAILURE, AND EVEN THEN THE GESTURES ARE JUST TO PREVENT THE DRAIN FROM BEING TOO UNPLEASANT.

Curse the female gender aloud again. Kick the puzzle box and try to open the drain.

>>6469777
You pick up the box. It feels heavy and oddly warm. You try to open the door, it's locked tightly.

>>6469783
Without the dice how can your successes exist? You kick the box and it bounces across the floor. It was heavy causing your foot to hurt. You try to pry the drain open. It is bolted into the floor. The bolts are welded.

>>6469845
Sit down and attempt to solve the box. Ram it into our anus if it does anyone funny.

The dice are magic! Give me my casting!

Use the heavy box to bust open the lock on the door.

>>6469867
You pick up the puzzle box and attempt to solve it. IT doesn't seem particularly difficult.

>>6469884
You smash the lock of the door with surprising ease. However your arms feel heavy and tired from swinging the box. To your surprise it appears completely unharmed.

Well I don't want to summon some fucking demons.

So smack the corner of this METALLIC HEAVY BOX into my temple.

>>6469948
Kick the door until it opens with my left foot, while maintaining balacne on my right and attempting to solve the box.

Dice, spell, etc.

>>6469980
>>6469969
You step out into a dark tunnel, not quite sure how you got here. Your temple hurts. Why? The box still rests in your hands. You can turn left and right. The tunnel seems man made and the walls are wet with some moisture.

Turn left. Walk forward, paying as little attention as possible to anything until we solve the box.

>>6470109
The box seems frustratingly difficult to solve. As you walk you feel something crunching beneath your bare feet. Trying to ignore it you keep moving. Eventually fatigue overcomes you and you have to sit down and rest. That's when you discover what the floor consists of bones.

>>6470186
Jesus how did all those bones get there?
Also, try inspecting the puzzlebox closer. Use logic to try figure out the damn thing.

>>6470186

stop paying attention to the puzzle for a moment and glance around to see where i'm at. Any lighting, any distinguishing features, maybe dig through bones for anything useful like a lighter or a knife.

>>6470186

Whatever you do, try to get out of Bulgaria asap.

Start collecting the bones. They are in our inventory now and we will sell them at the shop for a pittance later.

>>6470244
now that i think of it, where has the light been coming from this entire time?

Shake the box. Try turning it upside down. Does it "moo" when we do so? Can we hear the screams of the damned coming from within the box?

>>6470234
The box seems to have a soft glow about it. Feeling all around the edges you can't make out just what is supposed to make it open. It itches at you though. Something important is inside. You know it.

>>6470244
No light, no distinguishing features. The air and walls here are thick with moisture and there is a smell of fresh rot clinging to your nostrils. Digging through the bones you find nothing of use. In fact you find no floor, only more bones. The bones themselves are dry and dusty and don't seem to eb the source of a smell. After some digging you settle on a heavy human femur bone.

>>6470263
Cramming as many vertebrate, Finger, and toe bones into your pants pockets you heft the femur bone looking forward to your pittance.

>>6470279
The light is at either end of the tunnel. You can't make out what is causing it, nor how far away it is.

>>6470282
You can feel something within though you hear neither screams of the damned nor barnyard animals.

Use femur+box. We'll bash this thing open. If there's something important in there, we're gettng to it NOW.

Try to rotate corners of the box in first position.

>>6470404

I meant to say "into the first position"

Exausting destructive elements, there's no point in sitting around here once our pants are full of bones. Let's get up and start walking towards the light, ignoring everything but the box we're trying to solve.

>>6470366
But, how did I see when i was in the room with a closed door?

rolled 13 = 13

>>6470350
I Sit and contemplate the puzzle box and my horrid sobriety.

Through the veil of pain, I call out to see if anyone can hear me. How'd I get here?

rolled 98 = 98

"What the fuck...?

Bones....

Alright Frank. Nice joke. Fuck you. HA. Ha ha.

'Dump him in the catacombs! It'll be the funniest Halloween birthday ever!'

Fuck you guys! Come out! ......please."

>>6470380
Bashing the box seems to have no effect. Before long you hear the femur snap.
>>6470404
They do not budge.
>>6470441
Before long you come to a single window in the tunnel. It captures your attention with the sounds coming from the other side. People! You try to peer through the thing wire mesh and find dozens of people intertwined and filling the room with the sounds of their love making. The scent of sex is thick around the window.
>>6470449
A light was coming from outside. You don't know where it went when you opened the door.

>>6470479
The tunnels echo with the sound of your voice. No one responds. You try to remember how you got here. You only recall falling asleep in the middle of a movie called Jeepers Creepers. It wasn't very creepy.

rolled 65 = 65

>>6470531
I back away from the Sexy room, my skin crawling. As I stop against the opposite wall, my eyes settle on the bones on the floor. And the box. The Damnable box.

"..... fuck.... what?"

I beat the femur against the box out of frustration.

Back to solving the box! It's not my place to judge people for how many strangers they fuck and where. Onward to the end of the tunnel and a solved puzzel box!

>>6470569
You attempt to break the box. After a while your wrist aches and your femur reduced to broken pieces on the floor. The box is unharmed.

>>6470648
The box remains impervious to your mind and hands. Before long you come across a door. The door is incredibly out of place with its pastel pink color and homely look about it. A welcome mat with a flower decoration is in front of the door over the bones.

rolled 16 = 16

>>6470694
I reach to touch the door, as if to make certain it is real, then open it, holding the sturdy box ready to bash something's head in if need be.

>So Halloween happens to be the day I turn 26. Having no real plans of my own (getting piss drunk is out since my pancreatitis earlier this year)

My sympathies. Apart from a year's difference, I'm in exactly the same position due to chemo.

Look for a new femur. We must have weapons! Then casually open the door and continue trying to solve the friggin' box.

>>6470719
>>6470769
Holding Box and bone ready to kill you quietly open the door not believing what you see. Inside appears to be a normal, happy home. The smell of breakfast wafts into your nose and you step inside trying to locate the delicious aroma of bacon, eggs, and pancakes. You hardly even notice the door shutting behind you.

Looking around you hear the soft murmur of a womans voice and running water through an archway to your left that reveals a clean kitchen. There are windows and outside you can see a stereotypical suburban neighborhood.

This place feels familiar.

rolled 27 = 27

>>6470821
"He...Hello!?" I say as I walk in with my arms raised like a mad man.

"Umm... can you help me?"

"I'm trying to solve this box. I don't know what's in it."

How does the bacon smell? Burnt slightly? My dad could never cook bacon without burning it pretty badly. It is a trait I sadly inherited.

>>6470845
>>6470872

There is no answer. Entering the kitchen you see a tall woman with red haiir apparently washing the dishes. She is dressed in tight fitting jeans and a red T-Shirt. She is barefoot. On the counter are two plates. One appears to ahve already been eaten wiht little evidence of what it was remaining. The other plate is exquisitely set with everything cooked to your liking.

Ok, well this is just an awkward situation. Try to slip out of the house before she or her husband notices we're here. Besides, she's obviously the one who locked us in the orgy catacombs since it's connected directly to her basement.

Also, we should probably leave the puzzle box behind on the way out.

Oh my, I've been thrust from a moderately unreasonable setting to a moderately reasonable one. The transition is such a stark contrast that my head is spinning and I am thoroughly creeped out.

Maybe you should have pushed the horror aspect a little longer or harder or better before coming to this scene. It's not really charged with paranoia or unease. Orgy, ok, weird. Catacombs, ok, dark. Suburban house, not weird or dark, and since the quest is early on the woman can only be some kind of monster.

You're supposed to use these plot elements to give the readers a rest from the relentless stress of the horror and frustration. It changes things and lets everybody cool off before the next set of terrors sets in. The way you've presented it is just silly.

>>6470990
How do you want to get out of the house?
>>6471158
Maybe. Let's see.

In the meantime I have to go out for a bit. I'll return later.

Am I hungry?

What are the approximate dimensions, mass of the box? Does it rattle when shaken?

Let's silently explore the rest if the house, and look out of any windows we find.

Ok back.

>>6471509
You are hungry. The box is a perfect cube with six inches to a side it is heavy and does rattle when you shake it. Again you get the feeling something very important is inside.

There is a living room, a bathroom, and a closet on this level that you can make out from here. You also know of some stairs leading to the second floor that were in front of you when you entered.

The woman continues humming softly seeming to ignore you.

Out of the windows you find a perfectly normal looking neighborhood. You even see the papergirl riding by on her cute little pink bike with streamers on the handlebars. She tosses a paper into the front yard as she rides by.

>>6471883
Go outside and pick up paper. A newspaper should give us info on where we are.

>>6472222
Oh as to how we get out uh... Try the closest doors and if that doesn't work bash a window open with the box.

>>6472222
>>6472233
You walk outside the front door. Picking up the paper you find out that the year and day of the paper are current. The town and state is familiar to you. The paper is in english.

Turning around you feel the warmth of the sun on your skin doing much to soothe out your fatigue.

That's when you see the front of the house and remember it as your own.

>>6471158
dude its obvious we're motherfucking hellraiser or some sort of ghost/monster who thinks we are human. Its the old, "But /tg/, you ARE the monster" trick. I think we should find a mirror to look at.

>>6472656
Return to the inside of the house attempt to grab ahold of the woman.

>>6472760
You grab her arm and pull her to face you. She looks eerily familiar but definitely not the woman from last night.

She looks at you wiht blazing blue eyes that cut to your soul. She pushes you off and scolds furiously. "Don't you fucking touch me."

She turns back to her dishes her shoulders shaking she speaks again trying to hide a sob. "Your breakfast is cold. Hope you're happy."

>>6472931
"Who the fuck are you woman?!" then shake the box in her face "And what the fuck is this shit?"

Ask her what the hell her problem is. From multiple angles of consideration. Why does her back door lead to a catacombs and an orgy? That's one problem that demands an explanation at the very least.

>>6472961
She turns around to look at you like a dirty madman. She is attractive though the lines of her face and look in her eyes suggest a a gorgeous lost youth.

You ask your questions and she cocks her head to one side and gives her incredulous response. "Have you been doing drugs? It would be just like you. Staying out all night not even giving me a phone call." She sniffs. "You smell like shit."

I'm pretty sure I'm not on drugs since my pants are full of bones, I've got a femur in one hand, and I have a Hellraiser box in the other.

Tell her we got the Hellraiser box for her.

>>6473106
>>I'm pretty sure I'm not on drugs since my pants are full of bones, I've got a femur in one hand, and I have a Hellraiser box in the other.


This phrase?
Priceless.

>>6473128
So you see my point. I drawfagged.

>>6473246
Well then she's a crazy bitch for not sending me to rehab! Demand to go to rehab immediately! Also, I got this box for her.

Ask her if she watches the house while the master is away, because this horror story is moving along at a Torgo's pace.

>>6473307
>>6473275
She shakes her head and sighs. "Definitely drugs. No point in fighting with you right now. Go upstairs and go to bed."

>>6473367
Calmly walk upstairs clean ourselves up, come out refreshed and then grab that bitch by the hair and drag her to the cave basement shouting "SEE! SEE! I'm not on drugs!"

Fine, go to bed. What do you want next, op?

>>6473307
Not my fault I think maybe one or two people are looking at this thing. The rest are browsing between the thirty some odd dorf fortress threads cropping up. Oh well. I'm patient.

So far in this game we have woken up in a room with one exit, walked down a hallway with one exit, and spoken to an NPC who doesn't want to speak to us. Can we fast forward to the game or is this all we're going to do here?

>>6473421
I mean, I left this game on my browser like three or four hours ago while I went to classes, and so far you have a railroad line to bed because that's all the overt motivation you've given.

You might have a couple more contributors if it didn't take four hours or more to walk down a hallway and ask an NPC what the point of this game is.

>>6473396
You do so. She screams and curses at you. When she crosses the threshold of the door however her flesh, skin, hair and clothes evaporate into nothing leaving behind bleached white bone on the floor of the tunnel.

>>6473398
You go upstairs and find yourself in a nice bedroom. The bed is king sized with sheets ruffled. The room is decorated with numerous odd objects. You recognize them in pertaining to the occult. Even the books on the boookshelf are paperback copies all referencing the supernatural. Getting into the bed it is still warm.

Ok. Useless NPC evaporated. Now, search the room for an OBJECTIVE.

>>6473481
Focus on solving the thrice damned puzzle

>>6473520
attempt to use occult items on box and scan the bookcases for anything that seems it may help you solve the puzzle.

>>6473517
As you search the house for answers you come upon a wedding portrait. The bride is obviously the woman who just turned to bones. The groom looks familiar. Going into the bathroom you compare your face to that of the grooms. It's you. Younger certainly and perhaps thinner but most certainly you.
>>6473520
For the first time since you have awoken, the box reacts. It shifts shape slightly turning into something of a jagged cylinder, then it stops. The walls of the house shake as if in an earthquake for a moment and then quit. The house starts to smell of rotten meat.
>>6473536
None of the occult items seem to have an effect on the box. On closer inspection of the texts it would seem the reader had a focus on witchcraft and paganism.

>>6473653
Search the house to find more pictures of me, my family, me working on my hobbies. Whatever. Flip through the occult books. Did my old girlfriend get kidnapped? Do I need to go beat some guys up and get her back? Do I need to save the president? Is Metal Gear on the loose? Is there something or somebody I need to stop, or do I need to get out of somewhere? Am I trying to find something about about myself?

Look for ANYTHING which contains answers to any of these details.

>>6473762
If I can't find any of that stuff, look for a computer. Log on to the internet and go to /tg/ to see if anything interesting is posted there right now. See if you can access 1d4chan and wonder why it's down. Maybe browse the Lexicanum and look up some webcomics.

>>6473821
I guess try logging in to facebook, too. See if my friends posted anything else about gaming this Saturday. Think about playing Ace Combat 5, but then decide not to because I've already beaten it a bunch of times anyway.

PUT OFF CALCULUS HOMEWORK.

>>6473843
Then paint some genestealers or a razorback.

>>6473762
>>6473821
You go through all your belongings. You find plenty of pictures of yourself. You even remember your name. However you discover that all the pictures of who may have been your now former wife have a strange blackened blotch covering her face, as if someone put out a cigarette on all of them.

You find a computer. It does not turn on.

You remember more details from last night. The woman you were with last night was definitely not the woman who was in this house. You also remember flashing blue lights and a siren. You remember pain and someone being loaded on to a stretcher. That person was not you. You try to remember who it was but can't get the details filled in.

All your warhammer models have been smashed and broken.

>>6473653
Perhaps we should head back and check out that orgy? Can't hurt too much, right? Just a few friendly neighbor hood rapists hanging out in our creepy basement which probably goes down to hell, right?

>>6473884
WHAT!? It took ages to paint and assemble all those things! Jesus Christ!

>>6473884
Bury the models out side crying at this brutal rape of your one true love, then go talk to the neighbors.

>>6473952
Perhaps we should continually sacrifice people to our basement. We must quench its thirst.

>>6473983
Seconded.

>>6473952
You go to your neighbors getting this eerie feeling that something is amiss. There are no cars in any driveways. Looking back at your own drive way you see your own car a folded up mess like someone went to town on it with a bulldozer. You can't recall when it happened or why you didn't notice before now. You knock on the neighbors door. No one answers.

>>6474053
/r/ing bulldozer on car rule 34
Look in a window, or look for lights on inside from the exterior, check for other entrances, test to see if door is unlocked, look for neighbor's vehicle.

>>6474075
The doors, windows and even garage are unlocked. You can't find their car nor can you make anything out inside without breaking in.

>>6474105
wow, he really smakked dat bitch good, shes all beat up, so hot, brb excercising my fap arm

Right. Well I'm gonna stop it here. I apologize if this seems to move slow and not very scary. I'll continue this some other time.