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[shadenight123]

Taken from here:

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=126827.0

(Didn't ask permission, but then again if someone else wishes to start it even better, I'm doing this out of good will and laughter...and betterment of the English Writing Skill I possess.)

The D12 system is used (Doesn't exist, just winging it as we go forth). You are 'You'.

Imagine a suggestion game, where 'You' whoever you are ends up with a ticket to the mad world of bay12. For extra sheningans, 'You' are a normal person, who has NEVER heard of bay12forum or the ensuing madness of Dwarf Fortress. So make 'Normal' suggestions.

It is a wonderful day. The clouds linger in the air peacefully, the wind is nice and the temperature is comfortable. It's really a good day to travel. You have bought yourself a nice vacation to Australia because, yes, beaches and sun are all the hype. Your luggage at hand, you are ready for your relaxing vacation. The next instant, just as you're watching the coastline of Australia's Sydney port come into view, you realize something is wrong. At the horizon, thick plumes of smoke are rising in the darkening sky, as what look like giant metallic structures are being brought down from the heavens themselves.

The alarm of the cruiser sounds a moment after, but by the time you catch your bearings and are about to reach a life-boat, a loud explosion rocks the bridge.
You fall in the icy cold water, and the last thing you see is a blurred form of some sort of giant whale made of steel and with bright red eyes, engulfing the ship in its jaws.

You wake up with your luggage in hand, on a sandy beach of Australia.

And something is clearly wrong.

What do you do?

[LordSlowpoke]

* LordSlowpoke continues standing on the X.

[RangerCado]

(So you made a suggestion game where we play a bay12 on Tuesdays? Lol) PTW

[griffinpup]

PTW

[shadenight123]

You remain where you are, your eyes adjusting to the light and your breath stabilizing after the scare of nearly drowning.
Around you, the Australian beach is deserted. The road near the coast seems in disuse, but just a few kilometers from where you are you can see the forms of a city of sorts. The sea is strangely agitated by now, strange forms filled with tentacles are somewhat appearing beneath the water.
You have little doubt your sanity would be put to test, if you ever lay your eyes on what might be beneath the waves. Just to be on the safe side, you move a few steps back on the sand.
It's then that your foot hits something.

It's a skull. A human skull. The slight unintended kick has moved the skull a bit to reveal the sand below, and it is then that you come to the realization that maybe the beach isn't made of white sand...
but that someone sprinkled bone powder on top of it to make it look white...

You could go to the city.
You could go in the wilderness.
You could run screaming, many would.
Or you could check and see what you have in your luggage.

[sjm9876]

check luggage. to run from the bays genetic monstrosities is futile. there will always be more.

[shadenight123]

Your luggage is normal.
You have a change of clothes, a toothbrush, some toothpaste, a few stacks of money. You have a pair of swim trunks and your trusty satellite cellphone and notebook.
You could try and connect to the world.
Or you could remove yourself from the beach before one of those tentacle things try and decide you're tasty enough to be tasted...

But the choice, is yours.

[scapheap]

Let leave soonish.

[Remuthra]

Check your hunger bar for evidence of Ultima Underworlds.

[mcclay]

Run into the wilderness.

[MonkeyHead]

PTF, to see which of us show up where.

Find a roadsign to find out where we are.

[Xantalos]

Woah damn. PTF.

Try to contact outside world. If that doesn't work, +1 to road sign.

[mcclay]

Woah damn. PTF.

Try to contact outside world. If that doesn't work, +1 to road sign.

+1

[shadenight123]

Well, you grab your luggage and hoist it over your shoulder, before starting to trek your way far from the sea.
You think you saw a tentacle wave at you, but then again that's impossible, right?

You try to use your phone, but there's no signal. Well, it's not that there isn't a signal...the patchy WIFI available appears to be trying to broadcast something in automatic through your smart-phone.
"Citizens of Bay12! It is I, your Overqualified Head of !!SCIENCE!! - sjm9876! We are in the process of patching the Wifi in the area! Stay tuned and remember: a good citizen speaks New Dorfen!"

You have no idea what that means.
For all that it matters, you have no idea what 'Bay12' is. This is supposed to be Australia, right?

There is a sign a bit further down the road. Strange guys wearing full body armor that eerily reminds you of the Space Marines of Warhammer are apparently uprooting it. You are conflicted about whether to move further towards them or not, when a hissed voice startles you from the side of the road.

"pss! You! Yes, you!" a voice whispers, revealing itself as some sort of...hermit? "Get over here before the Internal Security sees you!"

He's at the side of the road, in a ditch. He looks as if he hasn't washed in years.

What do you do now?

[Cheesecake]

Cry.