Find and arrest mutants and members of secret societies. Secret societies are treason. Unregistered mutants are treason. Defend Alpha Complex!
[4]
Three quarters of your new army goes searching for secret societies and mutants. The rest take up defensive positions around the building.
Listen to the strangely normal computer.
[4]
You join in a kill team, searching for mutants and secret societies. You only find a few irradiated mutants and put them down.
Summon the rest of the party, so I can get back to my life of trying to think of ways to kill them. Then go take a nap.
[2]
You only manage to summon... the Thief. You take a nap and he promptly steals your shit.
Kill the mage in his sleep with my turtle-fu
[6]
You fly to the mage and, once again, slap him silly. You get so into it, you try an ultimate finisher, only to fly too high and run into a plane again.
Crush darkpaladin with an elephant.
[1]
You fling an elephant. You kinda forgot to aim. Or be in the same dimension. Both of those things might have been good.
Leave police officers to their fate and collect high-quality skin and tissue from the recently deceased. I am nearly complete!
[3]
You look for more gibbets or good quality skin. Not a piece.
i still haven't had my guess confirmed how rude
i wish for the gm to write and then vocaroo a song about the game
deliver
[1]
You demand that the GM writes a song and sing it for everyone to hear. He throws a potato at you and tells you to use manners next time.
Kill everything.
[2]
You go to whack Lord Slowpoke, who is still riding on your back, but a potato flies out of nowhere and hits you square on the noggin.
Bluff the universe for a arcade "dance dance revolution"
[3]
The universe isn't fooled. None for you.
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