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Kyle turns to face Finn, and rather abashedly says "So... you weren't robbing that store over there?"

Determine the truth.

"Nope. They actually did just give this stuff to me. I was pretty surprised, but hey, don't look a gift horse in the mouth, right?"

Tell the truth to tentacled attacker.

You believe the stinky man.

Is this a house? If so, look for signs of current habitation. If an apartment, listen for any sounds coming from within.

Yep, it's inhabited. [2] You're not sure if anyone is at home, but at this time of day someone must be, right?

Go to Tampa and get a job.

[5] You quickly get a high-profile job as a stage magician. They're impressed by your act.

Hold on tight!

fly higher, bite him

[4] Winston refuses to let go as Anakel [3] circles slightly higher and [2v1] bites Winston's face.

Damien begins to check the wallets, but the pain in his shoulder quickly reminds him that he has other problems. Well now, this was rather embarassing. He might've been on his own for three years now, but he just recently moved to Chicago. Ergo, he had no fuckin' clue where the hospital was. So he swallowed his pride, grimaced in pain, and walked up to the nearest person to ask for directions. "Excuse me, could you please point me to the nearest hospital?"
Once directions have been recieved, Damien begins walking towards said hospital.

[3] You find someone willing to point the way to a nearby hospital...which is closed at the moment.

A small mechsuit  with a gattling gun, a rifle, and a back-mounted missile launcher.

[4] You design a set of powered armor, light on the arm-armor, with a number of weapons. It's not terribly practical and certainly isn't cheap; you probably need some milspec computer chips just to run or fire the heavier weapons without falling over. (Unless you wanted an obvious weak point.)

[I know and its hilarious.]

Dammit, how?! HOW?! He hasn't showed it to anyone, he hasn't taken it off since he found made it, how in the world did they manage to do that?! Irving practically raved silently as he inspected the helmet closer. Have to fix it, have to fix it, have to fix it, have to fix it.

Irvong swore. He barely has any idea how this thing actually works! [4-1] That said, he plays with it and puts it back on.

Acquire explosives.

[6] One of your minions brings you a nuclear warhead. You don't think you want to know where she got it.

Continue my quest to cover my hands and feet.

[1] You fail to do so, and in fact discover that some friends of that racist jerk you attacked yesterday have shown up. Specifically, there's two: A shortish man with brown-feathered wings wearing a uniform vaguely resembling a Nazi's, except with one arm removed to reveal tattoos of a swastika and a tan snake, and a young woman in a less-obviously-identifiable military uniform cut short at the legs as well as a medieval-looking helmet.
"Hey, Ocnod, you've got a lot to answer for."

"Yeah, Demons Run apparently rampaged through Hell and killed some demons."
"'Some'? You're understating the tragedy."

"Working on it. Ten nuyen says they're not friendly, though."

((What does the "spirit" look like?))

"Oh. That makes things...easier?"

Angel stops attacking Kyle. "Hi! Who are you?"

"Comforting. I don't even know how much time I need to take down these dozens of monsters. Given my luck, if I go full-time I will have had months, but if I limit myself to one every other day I'll only have a few days. Any good news?"

(Gretchen's clique's relationship gets Strained. I'm not sure why, but I have to choose one, so there it is!)