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You know the drill. Another choose you own adventure story. Although, this time, I will be writing the entire story. I have a full outline already done, and this means that depending on the choices that you pick it will either keep the story going or end it by killing off Abe. The first person to pick a choice will be the one that I use to keep it going. Let's see what happens to Abe this time.
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"Space... the Final Frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations,...." *click*
You turn off the holoprojector. "I can't believe that even with the great purge of 2054 that this show is still on. Bigs, I need a refill." You see your trusty robot companion spring to life. Without Bigs (Badass Intelligent Gregorious Superobot), you wouldn't get anything done. He comes over and fills up your glass with your spirit of choice: Space Beer. As you start to take a sip of the nectar of the spacegods, a warning light flashes from the console in front of you.
"Shit! How did they find us?!", you exclaim.
"Well sir, it wasn't like you were very diplomatic the last time you ran into the Winchestarians. In fact you had your way with the King's daughter and wife." mutters Biggs, barely hiding his contempt for you.
"Hey now, it wasn't my fault. You know how I get after a few rounds of SpaceQuarters. Plus they were begging for it. Who am I to let 2 beautiful women down?" you reply as you ready yourself for something big to happen.
"Well sir, be that as it may, I'm detecting a power surge coming from the their battle cruiser. That usually indicates an attack is immenent." states Biggs. "What do you want to do?"
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A) Finish your spacebeer and have Biggs refill the glass
B) Divert all power from your Space Brewery to your shields (although this means no Space Beer for awhile)
C) Turn back on Star Trek and hope that Shatner shows you the way
D) Press the big red button that is flashing on the console in front of you.
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"Space... the Final Frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations,...." *click*
You turn off the holoprojector. "I can't believe that even with the great purge of 2054 that this show is still on. Bigs, I need a refill." You see your trusty robot companion spring to life. Without Bigs (Badass Intelligent Gregorious Superobot), you wouldn't get anything done. He comes over and fills up your glass with your spirit of choice: Space Beer. As you start to take a sip of the nectar of the spacegods, a warning light flashes from the console in front of you.
"Shit! How did they find us?!", you exclaim.
"Well sir, it wasn't like you were very diplomatic the last time you ran into the Winchestarians. In fact you had your way with the King's daughter and wife." mutters Biggs, barely hiding his contempt for you.
"Hey now, it wasn't my fault. You know how I get after a few rounds of SpaceQuarters. Plus they were begging for it. Who am I to let 2 beautiful women down?" you reply as you ready yourself for something big to happen.
"Well sir, be that as it may, I'm detecting a power surge coming from the their battle cruiser. That usually indicates an attack is immenent." states Biggs. "What do you want to do?"
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A) Finish your spacebeer and have Biggs refill the glass
B) Divert all power from your Space Brewery to your shields (although this means no Space Beer for awhile)
C) Turn back on Star Trek and hope that Shatner shows you the way
D) Press the big red button that is flashing on the console in front of you.
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