Interactive Game Storyline

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this is an interactive game for Bioshock where you guys decide how our character escapes!  I will start with a narrative that explains up to the point that you choose an option and you guys will decide by voting what our character does.  For example:

something attacks you(horrid example narrative, but like it says, just an example.  Don't put a vote to an option for this example)

Will you:

A)shoot

B) scream like a girl

You guys will then vote and I will narrate the action that was chosen.  Now that you get it, let me start the narrative:

I woke up in a daze, not sure of what had just happened.  Where am I?  What happened to my jet?  I turned around to the flaming ball of metal that I realized was my jet.  God, now I remember...that missile hit my jet.  I was disturbed at the thought that someone wanted me dead, but I knew I could not stand here forever.  The sun glared down at my face, sweat dripping down quicker than my hand could whipe.  I decided to begin walking to get an understanding of where I was.  I looked around where I stood at an island with trees and rivers filling it's majesty.  Nothing to find here, I have to look for where to escape...  Then I saw it;  A lighthouse sticking out of the ocean only half a mile away caught my eye.  Is that a lighthouse?  How is there a lighthouse sticking straight out of the water?  There has to be people there!  But that might also be where that missile came from... 

What will you do?

A) Take the chance, it is the best chance of survival.

B) They may kill me, I will stick it out here.  Plus, there is plenty of food to find here.

C) Look for your gun in the jet, then approach.  Better safe than sorry.

C: Get that gun.

Have you considered using the poll for people to vote?
alx222000

doesn't work a lot of times.  Very hard to get to work.  Plus, I will have option polls less than a day apart so the 24 hours per would cause a problem.

OK, C is the option he will take:

..."I'd better look for my gun first."  I headed for the crashed ball that was my jet and stumbled to the side door.  As I approached it, I looked in the broken window to see  my wife impaled by hudreds of shards of glass, blood gushing from the openings.  I fell back horrified by her corpse.  "She's dead....god, she's dead..."  I began to sob but decided to get up for the gun.  I closed my eyes as I passed her and opened the side door.  As I opened it, a severed small arm fell out.  It was my child's...."Oh god......Daren!"  As tears gushed down my face, I scrambled inside to find my pistol.  The gun case was hanged up still and I reached for it.  I opened the black case and pulled out my Magnum.  I rushed and tripped out the jet, my face landing in the dirt.  "They're dead...YOU %$%#ING @$$HOLES!!"  I grabbed my gun and started to walk slowly towards the lighthouse.  My head bursting with pain from the trauma of seeing my family charred.  I began to swim in the water towards the lighthouse, water covering all under my nose.  My eyes ached and my mind was throbbing, but I persued the trip to the lighthouse and stumbled inside.  The place was dark and other than the light from outside, nothing could be seen.  I walked slowly towards the stairs and began to trudge towards the top.  The lighthouse had moss and damage steadily taking over it inside, and holes and rips filled it's walls.  As I approached the top, my body exhausted from climbing under this much stress, I saw what looked like a bathysphere where the light should have been.  The spherical door was closed and no other way to escape this island was apparent.  A rather horrible odor extruded from the inside, but I reluctantly opened the door.  As I opened it, a body collapsed to my feet.  I jumped back screaming, my head feeling even worse, and I stared at the bloody corpse...

What should you do?

A) Remove the rest of the corpse and go down.  I mean, you have a gun, right?

B)  Head back to the island.  This is too risky, anyways.

C) Head back down and attempt to swim towards civilization.  It only took the plane 4 hours to crash here, not that far to swim...

A it is:

Despite the corpse in the bathysphere, I knew this was my safest chance of survival.  I reluctantly removed the rest of the corpse and scrambled inside.  I looked around the bathysphere and noticed a button pad:

     1st Floor         2nd Floor

     3rd Floor        4th Floor

                      Stop

  I decided to press 1st floor since I would visit the other floors later.  The sphere screeched as it lowered to the 1st floor and sparks were immiting from the outside.  As it came to a halt, I felt the metal under me crush in.  "Oh $*^%!"  I dived out of the sphere as the bottom caved in and metal fell to the depths.  I stood up bewildered to see what seemed like a destroyed heaven.  Marble walls were filled with bullet holes and marble layed crumbled on the ground by countless corpses.  Pictures depicting 1930s-1940s art littered the walls and many lay crumpled and ripped on the ground.  Blood was splattered on the walls and guns lay in many corpses' hands.  These corpses were half-rotted and were at least 10 years dead.  Across the destruction-ridden hall, lay a room similarly ridden by death and destruction.  "What if there is someone alive out there with guns?  A Magnum wouldn't save me if they have guns like these..."

What will you do?

A) Grab one of the guns these bodies have.  I mean, bigger guns gurauntee my survival.

B) Find another room to hide in and sneak a look inside the room for danger.  Hopefully no one is in the other rooms.

C) Aim your Magnum high and storm the room.  If anyone alive is in there, he will die now.

A. at the very least you could get more ammo for your own gun, after all they won't need them anymore and you need to take stock of your assets. Chet_Jones

These are guns he has never seen.  No magnum ammo here at all.

B WAS supposed to be the choice I was hoping for, but A is still good:

...I decided to grab one of the weird guns that these bodies held.  As I reached for the gun, I noticed that most of the body itself was not at all rotted, but deformed.  What the...?!  I looked closer at the body and saw the mess that these people have become.  It's face was a wreck full of deformed skin and parts of it's skull were easily visible.  I pulled back with the gun in-hand and pondered how these people ended up like this.  I jumped as I heard a screech along the wall in the next room.  I continued and I approached slowly with my gun high.  My feet lifted and set themselves with complete silentness and my body lay along the wall.  As I peaked over, I saw the dead carcuss of a small body..."Oh god...!"  I fell against the wall and let the shadows consume my miserable body, and my mind went numb from the horrific sights I have been seeing.  As I lay in the shadows, I stared at this corpse deformed by whatever horrid science experiment she had....Her head was filled only with patches of hair and her skin peeling from the bone.  Suddenly, I heard footsteps from across the room.  The footsteps increased in noise gradually and I identified the source from a hallway...

What do you do?

A) Get ready to fire.  If this is what they look like, he should want to die.

B) Hide in the shadow.  That sounds like more than one person, and the shadows will hide me.

C) Slip into a closeby room and hide.  Those rooms will probably have only more corpses.

In the real world magnums don't have terribly unique ammo... most are either .38 or .45 caliber, pretty common ammo sizes shared amongst many guns, from handguns, to rifles, to submachine guns. They're built this way because it's just easier to have shared ammunition, I mean if a lot of things use it, then there is a high likelihood of being able to find it anywhere there is guns. Sorry, I was born in Texas and thus obligated to say something, nothing personal.

Anyway, I'm voting choice B.
Chet_Jones

Uh...well these are pretty big shells in the guns, just check the pics for the game.  Those shells are huge.  Magnum and all those other bullets are puny in comparison.

B is the choice:

...I lay there as the footsteps approached visibility.  A girl walked in to the room no older than 12 and looked at the ground.  Her hand was still in the shadow and out came a monster of machinery and metal.  she slipped her hand out of his and dropped to her knees by the dead corpse.  Her face was a pale green and her eyes were almost like a frogs.  She pulled out a syringe and dug it into the corpse.  I grimaced with disgust and turned to see her suck the liquid into her mouth.  God, this is a monster...does she really deserve to live?  My eyes turned towards the beast at her side, with tubes and wires coming from a sea suit that flashed brightly.  He had what looked like a huge shotgun that lay at his side nearly touching the ground.  If I try to escape, he will certainly kill me...

What will you do?

A) Look at him for spots to easily kill it, then take the shot.  If I can find an open area of his body, it is most certainly dead.

B) Make a distraction and silently go around them to the hall they came from.  They won't know that I ever existed.

C) Run for the girl and take her hostage as you escape.  It would never shoot the girl it protects.

Ok, A it is:

...I finally decided that the only way to survive was to kill this horrendous beast and the girl.  I knew that this was morally wrong, but they might kill me if  I try any other way.  I began to examine the hulk of metal to see if anything was left uncovered of it's body.  There was scratches and chips, but nothing that looked vulnerable....wait!  The beast turned to help the little girl up and I noticed that the only way it could see was through glass on the helmet.  I raised my rather large gun and my hands reluctantly pulled the trigger.  Blasts of fire immited from the gun and my hand jolted back from the recoil.  Glass bursted from the helmet and blood gushed out like a shattered water tank.  My eyes filled with horror as a stray bullet ripped through the little girls hand and she screeched in shock.  Blood sprayed out of the hole that used to hold her hand together and filled the floor joining the beasts.  My head throbbed with horror and misery and it was all the worse knowing I could not take the chance of her screaming reaching another's ears...

What will you do?

A) She must be put down.  She will die anyways from blood loss.

B) Run towards hall they came.  I could never kill a child.

C) Remain in the shadows and use her as bait.  This will lead to perfect safety as I kill every one of them before they know I exist.

a.... sadly... she will die anyway... leave her and it will be slow and painfull.... let her die quickly so you don't live to hate yourself the rest or your life...

...you gotta do what you gotta do:cry:...

A it is:

...I stood up and approached the girl warily, my mind now numb of feeling.  Her face was filled with horror of my body and her face reminded me....god, Daren.  My hand lifted shakingly and slowly raised to her cheek. "I....I'm...sorry..."  My head drooped and my hand pulled the trigger.  I jerked back and her head caved in from the force of the bullet.  Flesh spewed from her head and infested the walls behind her.  Blood spewed down her neck and teeth crackled in the air.  I raised slowly, my mind traumatized and my face soaked with blood and tears.  I got up quickly and ran for the hallway to avoid any now approaching creatures and I went towards what looked like a stair well.  I began to walk down the stairs tripping over the occasional steps, my mind trying not to think.  "Oh god...god....I killed her."  Her face reminded me of Daren's face as he lay there dead in the jet, his eyes empty of life, his body scarred and ripped.  I almost cried openly as I descended the stairs.  I neared the end of the first flight of stairs that approached the second floor.  This was the most destruction-torn room so far and seemed to lead to a small park-like area...

What do you do?

A) head to the park.  If it's the most war-torn, then it probably has the most dead of the rest.

B) Keep heading down.  There is bound to be a refuge floor.

C) Head back up.  There are way more rooms up there to refuge in.

i say B.

B it is:

...there's bound to be a refuge area down below.  I began to head down the stairs, wondering if this was the best idea.  I reached the end of the stairs and began to head towards a nearby door.  I silently opened the door and peaked inside to see a medic room.  I slipped inside and looked around the room.  It was a room meant for injections and surgery, but there was blood smeared on the walls by a leather strap board.  I noticed on a shelf a syringe almost the size of a bottle with a health sign on it.  I picked the bottle up and noticed wording on the label "2 fluid oz. Adam concentrate"  What is Adam?  I placed the bottle down and took one more sweeping look around the room.  As I began to turn around to leave, my head swirved to the ground and my face ached.  I stared up only to find a fist straight for my face.  My vision was shrouded in darkness and my mind fell asleep...

I woke up warily and tried to move my arms to find them tied down tight to the strap board and my legs tethered.  "What the ****?!"  A deformed being approached my body and held me down just under my neck, the force of his hand forcing me to the table.  "You have toured long enough, time for you to become one of us."  He grabbed the syringe of Adam I held earlier and plunged it deeply into my arm.  "Ahhhh!  God....What are you doing...."  My body felt instantly weaker and my mind felt numb.  "I have injected you with a concentrate of Adam.  You will soon be one of us and no longer humane."  I slipped into sleep and his image faded from my mind....

I fell of the strap board and landed forcefully on the ground and I got up drowsily.  Was that a dream, or...I reached my hand over my arm and I removed it quickly as my arm stinged with pain.  Oh god, that was real...

What will you do now?

A) continue to find a refuge.  They may have a cure.

B) go in search of the being to force him to tell you the cure.  He must know it.

C) Start searching for an escape from this hell. I have to escape this place while I still have humanity.

A it is:

...As I slowly reached the door, the world began to sway and blur.  I slid open the door and slipped off the door and landed on the ground.  I pulled my self up, nearly tripping to the ground again, and began to continue down the hall.  "This place looks cleaner than the rest of the floors.  There's bound to be a refuge in such a clean area."  I stumbled around a corner and saw a white double-swing door.  I pushed through the door and looked up to find a lab filled with large glass containers and desks with adam-filled syringes.  This lab had no bullet-holes and looked perfectly clean.  "This place looks recently inhabited.  Does the crazed scientist inhabit this place?"  My ears caught the sound of footsteps and my mind rushed to find a hiding spot.  I spotted a closet and sneaked inside.  "How many more deaths happened today?" A scientist asked as he and his colleague entered the lab."I believe it today has had 3 deaths." the other replied. "What about the newcomer?" "We lost him in the cameras.  He may be dead.  Hold on, I need to get another bottle of Adam."  I looked at the corner of my eye and noticed a counter with bottles of Adam.  Oh god, I need to get out of here..."

What will you do?

A) Ambush and kill the two scientists.  It is the only way to escape.

B) Dash out the closet and run for the next room.  They won't recognize me and I will escape easily.

C) Look around for a crevace to hide in.  This closet is bound to have someplace to hide.

C

C it is:

...I've got to hide!  My eyes rushed around the closet and I found someplace.  As I turned to reach the spot, my arm bumbed straight into the counter.  A bottle of Adam fell onto my arm and it stinged, but I kept it from making noise.  There was an opening under the shelf behind me and I slid under the crevace.  "How many bottles do we need?"  "Let me check...about 4."  He opened the closet and entered to get the bottles.  "Hey, who dropped all this liquid on the ground?  I pick up the shards of glass"  Oh god, he is ducking down!  God, do I have to kill more just to survive.....?

What will you do?

A) use your hand to break a front support for the Adam shelf and cause it to fall on the scientist.  The other will believe it was an accident and I will not be caught.

B) trip the scientist.  He will probably get up to recover from the fall.

C) burst out and kill both the scientists.

A. Don't give yourself away, make them find you. You need every advantage you can get, at the very least it will provide an adequate diversion and catch them off guard; thus giving you more time to react. My theory anyway...
Chet_Jones

Agreed