Alliance: an interactive story (locked)

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All of them in this order.

Hello. Who are you? What do ya’ want?!

 
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Hello.

 
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All but hello.

 
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You reply hello.
“Good evening I am currently looking for someone with some um… shall we say… talents?”

>You got the right guy.
>What the hell are you talking about?

 
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What the hell are you talking about?

 
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You reply “what the hell are you talking about?”
“I need you… for a job.”
Your eyes widen quickly and you look around the apartment only to remind yourself its a craphole.
“I KNOW you need this money, If you agree well… meet me at the bar.”

 
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You quickly run to get dressed, you grab a worn brown jacket and some jeans, you grab your keys from your coat rack and you hurry down the stairs, you almost slip on the trash a few times. You go to your car, it’s an old mustang that hardly ever works, one of the wheel arches is still missing. You open the door and jump in, you turn the key and smack the dashboard a couple of times and the engine roars into life. You pull away from the sidewalk and drive to the bar.
You pull up outside and stroll in.

>order a drink
>look around
>talk to bar keeper

 
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Look around. There might be something like money there!

 
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You sit on a stool with your back to the bar. You look around, nothing but a bunch of thugs getting drunk. There are a few broken windows and smashed tables, a real rough patch. You notice a man smoking in a corner, he is wearing a buisness jacket and he’s smoking a sigar. He puts it out and begins to walk towards you.

>Panic
>Say hello
>"you the guy?"

 
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I’d like this to last more than a week, someone has to reply >_>

 
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“you the guy?”

 
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“you the guy”
He slowly lifts his head.
“yeah…. now for why were here, follow me”
He leads you into a back room, it had one light dangling from the ceiling and a small window. You sit at a small table in the middle
“I heard about a big score coming up..”
He leans towards you.
“And I want the best men to do it with, You got any friends cause’ not everybody is exactly ya’ know… trust worthy.”

>What sort of score?
>Who do you need?
>Why did you pick me?

 
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i choose

none of the above

it is not an nteractive story unless we get to choose our selves

so i choose

punch in face and start bar fight

 
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Originally posted by kingzak13:

i choose

none of the above

it is not an nteractive story unless we get to choose our selves

so i choose

punch in face and start bar fight

this

 
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Originally posted by kingzak13:

i choose

none of the above

it is not an nteractive story unless we get to choose our selves

so i choose

punch in face and start bar fight

 
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It will become more interactive later but you have to sort of set it up first.

 
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“what sort of score?”

 
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hello? why aint any1 postin?

 
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You look at him
“what sort of score?”
“I heard about them feds’ movin’ some uh, unwanted goods.”
“like?” you ask
“well lets just say some very useful equipment and money, but.. I’ll need a good team to pull it of.”

>how do I know I can trust you?
>I have some old friends.
>don’t you know anybody who can help?

(also I live in britain so timezones may be weird that’s why I don’t reply for a while cause’ I’m asleep)

 
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“How do I know I can trust you?”

 
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“how do I know I can trust you?”
The man takes of his hat and looks at you.
“you don’t have to.”
The man rises from his seat and looks out of the window.
“I just need your help, go get your team and meet me here, you have a week before those fed assholes move their crap so you better hurry the hell up!”
You quickly rise from your seat and leave.

>call a friend
>go to the gamblers den
>Go to your apartment

 
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call a friend

 
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You pull out your trusty nokia and dial a number you haven’t thought of for a long time, you enter the mustang while the dial rings.
“Hey, it’s john”
“Hey buddy ain’t seen you in a long time, what you need?” The texan axcent washes over in a wave of memories.
“Got a job for us, wanna’ meet up?”
“Yeah come down to mah’ apartment.”
The rain continues to beat down on the roof.
“see ya’ later Barry!”
You hang up and drive away from the bar. You pull up beside Barry’s place and slam the door.
You climb up the stairs to room 34 and knock BANG BANG BANG
The door opens slowly and an eye peers through the gap.
“Hey Barry, It’s me john.”
“give us a minute.”
You hear different locks being shuffled and slammed until door door swings open, you walk in.
Barry’s room is just as messy as yours, there are pizza boxes on the floor with smashed beer bottles.
His T.V. has a large crack down the middle, his kitchen is covered in stains and his balcony has many unused items.

>What a crap hole!
>Whats with the mess?
>The deal

 
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The deal

 
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You pull your attention to Barry
“about the deal”
Barry is laid on the sofa
“what about it?”
“some guy just called me and told me about it, I met him in a bar and told me to get a TRUSTWORTHY team.”
“what? ya’ think I’m not trustworthy?”
“well um… no it’s just that..”
you are cut off by barry
“Just leave it, so this guy just automaticly knew your number?”
“well I do get around.”
You inspect some of the mess.
“I’m sure you do, anyway you need me to help you with it?”
“Yeah it’l be just like old times.”
You turn around to Barry.
“you know somone who can get us some gear?”
Barry get’s up.
“Yeah, there’s this crazy asshole at the scrapyard, he has what we need.”
Barry puts on his coat.
“C’mon I’ll take you to him”
“why am I not excited?”

You pull up outside a scrapyard on the outskirts of the city, the rain has stopped.
Barry looks at you.
“this is the place”
You both get out the car and pan out your surroundings.

>Look for this “crazy asshole”
>look for some gear in the wreckage