You walk up to the door, screaming.
”YO, RICK, GET OUT HERE!”

You knock, only to find the door sitting ajar, unlocked.
You tentatively open the door to a horrid sight.

Rick lying on the floor in a puddle of his own blood.

You walk up to him, and he looks at you.
He gasps for breath.
”Run...”
It's then that he goes limp.

His body then proceeds to disappear into thin air.

Before you can even grasp the situation, a shot rings out, barely grazing your left arm.
You gasp, clutching your arm in pain.

To your left stands a pathetic little bastard holding a pistol.
He must have killed Rick, and now he wants your life too.

Well, he's got another thing comin'.

The world seems to... slow down.

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Equipped
- Clothes (Polo Shirt, Shorts, Air Jordans, Ray-Bans)
Inventory
Abilities
- Sixth Sense: After being ambushed, Robert has learned to listen to his instincts, and has additional time to react to any incoming threats. (+1/-1 to dodging attacks)
- Hyper Speed: Enormous power courses through your veins, allowing you to think and move faster than would ever be considered humanly possible.
Conditions
- Injured Arm (-1 to using arms.)

You stride along to the counter, along with her.
”Hey... on second thought, I've had other customers come in with no clue where the roses are. It's really not that unusual! I apologize.”
“Heh... okay.... apology accepted.”

”So... what's your name?”
“It's... Heather.”
“Nice to meet you Heather, my name's Mikey.

You finish processing her order, and hand her the flowers over the counter.

”Here you are.”
“Thanks...”
She blushes as she takes the flowers.

”Thank you, please come again,”
“Don't worry... I will!”
She throws you a charming smile and walks to the door.


A man bursts into the store, a pistol in hand.

Before you can react, Heather is lying on the floor, a bullet hole through her chest.


“No....
No....”

You look the man directly in the eye, heart and soul burning with passion.
”NO!”

It feels like you could withstand... anything.

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Equipped
- Clothes
Inventory
Abilities
- Rage: +2 to 3 rolls in a row when he gets angry.
- Bulletproof: Bravery fills your heart and soul, making you resistant to all physical damage.
Conditions

Promptly standing up, you make your way up to the fifth floor door.
You open it and step inside to find your faculty working diligently.

You walk into Peter's office.
”Hey, Peter!”
“Yeah, boss?”
“Anything going on around here?”
“Johnny had to spend another day home today. You know, that diarr –“
“Yeah, I know. Anything else?”
“No sir.”
“Good enough. I'll be headin' out, call me if you need me.”

After your little incident, you think it's better that you take the elevator.
You press the call button, and receive an unexpected visitor.
”Hey Jack.”
“Oh, Katrina! I didn't expect to find you here!”
“What? Is there something wrong with me coming to visit my own brother?”
“No, no. In fact, I'm coming back down.”
“Well, shall we?”
You stroll into the elevator and press the lobby button.

Hey... what's that?
She gestures towards your hands.
”Oh... this? I just scraped them up, is all.”
“Wait... I've got just the thing for this...”

She pulls out a first-aid kit and wraps your hands in bandages...

”There! Good as new!”
“Ah, thanks Katrina... I never knew you carried around a first-aid kit.”
“Hah, well, after last summer I decided it's probably for the best.”
“Last summer?”
“It's a long story – I'll tell you in the later.... But you know what? I think you should have this.”

She hands you the first-aid kit.

”I don't know why, but I feel like you'll need it more than I.”
“Heh... thanks again.”
“Not a problem!”
She gives you a grin as the elevator comes to a prompt stop at the first floor, and opens to a fresh lobby area.
You both continue to the exit to continue your fine day.

That is, until a group of men walk into the lobby.
They look like a nice enough group, that is, until they pull out pistols and shoot the guards.

”Crap.”

Reacting fast, you and Katrina run for cover.

Bullets thunder in your direction, catching Katrina in the leg.
”Augh!”

She puts her arm round your shoulder, now safely behind cover.

You put her down, and she collapses to the floor.

”Katrina...”
You pull out the first-aid kit and start bandaging her up.
”Jack... I'll be fine...”

Her face is already going pale... and blood is coming out of her leg in bursts.

”You are NOT fine.”
“No... Jack... I'll be okay... just... take care of yourself, alright?”
“Now's not that time for that Katrina. I'll be fine.”
“...
Jack.”
She looks at you hard, and serious.
”Don't worry about me. I can deal with it.”
“... Okay.”

“Take this.”
She reaches into her jacket pocket and pulls out a pistol.
”... Just in case.”
She holds it up to you, her hands trembling.
You stare into her eyes, and she stares into yours.
”... Okay, sis.”
You take the gun, and hold it at the ready.


It's then that a single, fate changing shot is fired from behind you.

It just misses your back, and plunges into Katrina's side

She gasps for breath before she collapsing onto her side.


You snap around to see a man.
No... the murderer.
He shot her.

”You...”

You feel like... a badass.

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Equipped
- Clothes (Button-Up Shirt, Jeans)
- H&K MK23 pistol
Inventory
- First-Aid Kit
Abilities
- Adrenal Bullet Time: Danger causes his mind to speed up to about 1.5x normal speed because of his intense physical lifestyle. (+- 2 to dangerous situations, can only be used 2 times in a row)
- Gun Kata: You have natural talent and ability with any gun.
Conditions

You walk down the hallway to the dining area, when you hear gunshots.
”...”

Customers litter the floor...
And the store manager lies face down on the floor in a pool of blood.
This...

”Get her!”

♥♥♥♥.

You run back down the hall, terrified, and into the employee bathroom.

You find yourself cornered when one of the bastards walks in and holds his gun to your head.

”Say goodbye, little girl.”


… Can it really end like this?
I...

No.
Not to this punk.
Not like this.


”Not gonna happen.”

An incredible sensation runs throughout your body... It's as if... the world is at your fingertips.

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Equipped
- Clothes (T-Shirt, Jeans)
Inventory
Abilities
- Escapee: +1 to actions involving speed and dexterity.
- Mind Control: You can control the thoughts and actions of other people through mere suggestions.
Conditions

”Hmm... oh, I know!”
You take the PS3 plug, unplug it, wait ten seconds, and plug it back it.

You shake uncontrollably as an enormous electric current flows through your body.
”CRA-AA-AA-AA-AA-AP”

Finally you let go, feeling like a roasted potato.

”That was... interesting.”


The doorbell rings, rather obnoxiously, interrupting your thoughts.
”Coming!”
*DING!*
*DING!*
“I'm coming, dammit, I'm coming”

You pull your pants on and waddle over to the door.

Guess what you get for your hard work?
A pistol to the face.

”Say your prayers.”
“OSHI –“

You dodge behind the door just as he gets a shot off.
Luckily, it goes just past your shoulder... and into your PS3.

”NOOOO!
…
You'll pay for that.”

”You feel as if you could roast a thousand PS3 killing baddies.”

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Equipped
- Clothes
Inventory
Abilities
- Heavy Hitter: (+1 to melee combat)
- Thunder Rod: You can generate electricity to zap your foes.
Conditions
- Electrocuted (-1 to next roll)

You run up to the lil ♥♥♥♥ and knee him in the groin.
The man keels over, leaving an opening for you to grab his gun.

You manage to grab hold of the gun, but you're unable to pry it from his hands before he punches you in the stomach.

By the time you gather your wits there's a pistol in your face.

The man gives you a smirk.
“Crotch plate.”

“Well, ♥♥♥♥.”

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Equipped
- Clothes (Polo Shirt (stained with blood), Shorts, Air Jordans, Ray-Bans)
Inventory
Abilities
- Sixth Sense: After being ambushed, Robert has learned to listen to his instincts, and has additional time to react to any incoming threats. (+1/-1 to dodging attacks)
- Hyper Speed: Enormous power courses through your veins, allowing you to think and move faster than would ever be considered humanly possible.
Conditions
- Injured Arm (-1 to using arms.)

You head swims in a sea of pure hatred, with only one thought.
Kill.

“GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

You land on top of the bloody murderer from a mad dash, your hands wrapped around his feeble little neck.

His neck crumples as your hands form a tighter grip – but the jackass still isn't dead!

Your hands gasp his neck even tighter as you smash the back of his head against the floor.
But he still isn't dead!
You smash his head again, and again, and again, leaving blood and gore all over the floor.

His face... it's smirking at you. It's laughing.

You let go his neck and form mighty fists.
You pummel his ugly ass face over and over.


… Slowly, you find yourself again, your hands tired and your arms aching.


You stand up and look around the flower shop.

It's just as it was this morning.
No Heather. No pulp.

“What... just happened?”

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Equipped
- Clothes
Inventory
Abilities
- Rage: +2 to 3 rolls in a row when he gets angry.
- Bulletproof: Bravery fills your heart and soul, making you resistant to all physical damage.
Conditions

He fires again, and you deftly dodge to the side.

Barely a thought goes by and your gun is already at the ready, pointed at the murderer.


A grim thought passes through your mind as your trigger finger twitches, firing a single bullet.
It's not a second later that the man falls over like a sack of potatoes, blood gushing from his eye socket.

“Kill the punk!”

…
Give it your best shot.

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Equipped
- Clothes (Button-Up Shirt, Jeans)
- H&K MK23 pistol
Inventory
- First-Aid Kit
Abilities
- Adrenal Bullet Time: Danger causes his mind to speed up to about 1.5x normal speed because of his intense physical lifestyle. (+- 2 to dangerous situations, can only be used 2 times in a row)
- Gun Kata: You have natural talent and ability with any gun.
Conditions

You look the man straight in the eye.

“Oh, look. There's a fly on your head.”

“... Damn flies.”

He reaches his gun to his head, and pulls the trigger.

His eyes go blank as the bullet enters his skull.
He lands on his knees and faceplants into the ground, lifeless.


A voice calls out from outside the bathroom.
“Alright Gary, let's go.”

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Equipped
- Clothes (T-Shirt, Jeans)
Inventory
Abilities
- Escapee: +1 to actions involving speed and dexterity.
- Mind Control: You can control the thoughts and actions of other people through mere suggestions.
Conditions

You SMACK DAT HOE IN THE FACE.
WITH BOTH HANDS.

Unfortunately, you are not ambidextrous, and have not mastered the art of punching with both hands.

Sadly, this means your fists land firmly on your face.
Don't ask how.


“That hurts, dammit!”

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Equipped
- Clothes
Inventory
Abilities
- Heavy Hitter: (+1 to melee combat)
- Thunder Rod: You can generate electricity to zap your foes.
Conditions