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geniuswithasmartphone) wrote in
fandomhigh2015-06-04 01:56 pm
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Day After Doomsday, Thursday, Per 2
Hardison was facepalming when the students entered the Danger Shop today, but they could be excused for not noticing. Instead of being greeted by their post-apocalyptic dorms, they were found themselves standing in a huge, brightly-colored arena, filled to the brim with cheering...gummy bears?
"Sup," Hardison greeted, shoulders slumped. "So...somethin's goin' on with the Danger Shop an' I don't even know, y'all." In the center of the arena was a boxing ring, with a huge chocolate chip cookie off to one side, posing for the crowd. "Like, literally do not even know. This ain't what I programmed an' it don't matter how much I hack or how much code I go through. It's just...this kinda stuff." Then, wincing, he added, "Also, the door y'all came through? Good luck findin' it again. We seem to be stuck here. I'mma see if I can't try to kill the program manually, but while I do...?" He shrugged. "Supposedly, there's some wallet around here that'll let us get out? I dunno, I wasn't payin' attention to the intro. But if y'all find it, maybe the program will end all by itself." He pointed to the collection of luchadore masks. "Put one of those on an' hop into the ring, if you wanna try it out."
[Link goes to Burrito Bison Revenge, a fun flash game with sound, FYI! OCD up]
"Sup," Hardison greeted, shoulders slumped. "So...somethin's goin' on with the Danger Shop an' I don't even know, y'all." In the center of the arena was a boxing ring, with a huge chocolate chip cookie off to one side, posing for the crowd. "Like, literally do not even know. This ain't what I programmed an' it don't matter how much I hack or how much code I go through. It's just...this kinda stuff." Then, wincing, he added, "Also, the door y'all came through? Good luck findin' it again. We seem to be stuck here. I'mma see if I can't try to kill the program manually, but while I do...?" He shrugged. "Supposedly, there's some wallet around here that'll let us get out? I dunno, I wasn't payin' attention to the intro. But if y'all find it, maybe the program will end all by itself." He pointed to the collection of luchadore masks. "Put one of those on an' hop into the ring, if you wanna try it out."
[Link goes to Burrito Bison Revenge, a fun flash game with sound, FYI! OCD up]

Success! ...Sorta
The program ended and a third began, but it was once again not the Dorm's sim that Hardison had been using. Instead, the class found themselves in a heavily-pixilated version of Washington DC. The buildings were crumbling and many stood destroyed, while yet more zombies shambled about. Don't listen to the words your teacher is saying, class, on the off-chance he teaches you some swears you didn't already know. A message is looped on repeat, a pleasant woman's voice informing everyone that the city is lost and a nuclear airstrike has been ordered to destroy the city, please everyone calmly evacuate the city and it's surrounding environs for their own safety.
There are several cars nearby and a man nearby offering to sell supplies and share advice.
Get into groups, choose a car, and make it across the country without starving, dying of something horrible, or getting eaten by zombies!
[Link goes to the game Organ Trail if you feel like playing, otherwise work together to scavenge, hunt, and fight zombies!]
Re: Success! ...Sorta
Re: Success! ...Sorta