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I keep meaning to move you guys to the next world, but never quite get there. And now I'm dog tired.
Starting tomorrow I'm going to have quite a bit of time on my hands, and honestly don't see anything stopping me from making the write-up before Friday night.
Ok, so you know how I said I couldn't think of anything that would stop me from doing the write-up? I thought of something. I'm away from home until Sunday night. I was supposed to have my computer and internet access while I was away, but I couldn't get my wireless to work. I'm at home now searching for something, and using the other computer in the mean time.
Ok, so you know how I said I couldn't think of anything that would stop me from doing the write-up? I thought of something. I'm away from home until Sunday night. I was supposed to have my computer and internet access while I was away, but I couldn't get my wireless to work. I'm at home now searching for something, and using the other computer in the mean time.
I'm pissed.
Take your time. Quality over quantity.
I didn't go to Harvard or Yale but I can kick a man in the crotch as well as any other.
Seeing the elevator arrive, the group scrambled to their feet and attempted to make a break for it. King Ginger, seeing the group's intention, regained his feet and moved quicker than seemed possible, blocking the group's path to escape. Showing teamwork never seen amongst this group before, let alone unspoken, Jawa dodged right, drawing the King's attention, allowing Wade to close on the de-crowned cookie. He bodily shoved the king to the ground once more, but despite the urgings of his companions to join them in the elevator, he wasn't done. Grabbing hold of the king's leg, Wade put his foot on the king's back and pulled with his considerable might. The king screamed as his leg separated from his body. Clutching his prize, Wade grinned as he entered the elevator and pushed the button. As the Elevator lowered into the ground, the rest of the group stared at Wade in shocked silence, though really, none of them should be surprised at this point.
The journey was longer than usual. So long in fact, that it gave the game moderator time to fill in some narrative.
Jawa appeared to be thinking.
"So, why do you think the elevator choose now to arrive? I assume it's because we accomplished our goal in our last location, but why are the crown and scepter so important?"
Sky fished the items in question out of his pants.
"Yeah, and why would a cookie king have a scepter topped with a clown head?"
Everyone stared at each other for a moment, before Wade let out an excited yell.
"#### yeah!"
Sure enough, when the elevator doors opened, the group stepped out into the admittance area of a prison, a reception desk protected behind bars and shatter resistant glass before you. On the wall above the desk in large letters read the words "Arkham Asylum Penitentiary" making it abundantly clear where you are.
The area has seen better days, and you get the feeling it isn't isolated to just this area. Spent shotgun shells litter the floor, as well as several dead guards who appear to have been stripped of their weapons. The walls are riddled with bullet holes, and in general, the place looks trashed. To the right of the desk is a locked gate, while to the left appears to be the entrance to the wash room. Behind you is a wooden door. Twin monitors on the walls flick into life, and a white face with green hair grins down at you.
"There you are Bats! I thought for a moment you had decided to blow the party. Wait a minute, you aren't Bats! Boys! We've got a group of party crashers! Get in here and bounce these chuckle-heads!"
Before you can respond, the monitors flick off again, the locked gate opens, and five thugs in prison garb enter the room. They don't hesitate as they rush you.