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There were no other exists, just the one trapdoor.Things don't look good. This might be the end... unless you run. Running might be your only chance, it's the best chance at least. The only other options you can think of involve you getting killed. You can't hear anybody upstairs. What do you do?

The trapdoor creaks open, and he freezes on the top of the stairs. "Oh dear Celestia..."He slams the door shut, you can hear him moving about upstairs. Probably getting a weapon of some kind, or looking for you; either way, you need to get out of here. What do you do?

We've got another task for you today, this one a bit easier.We've known that an illegal operation is going down today, in our territory no less. We want you to put a stop to it. We don't care what's being traded, you can keep that. We just want the message sent across. Followed is the address of the deal. Inside the package is a handgun (Pedestrian issued) with a single clip inside of it. Very valuable. What do you do? You don't find much else, not even a map leading to the stashes.As you are looking through his possessions, you hear a voice from above you. "Brother, have you had your fun with that mare down there? I want a turn, damnit." It sounds just like that stallion you shot. Oh god, he's getting closer, you have to get out. What do you do? (OOC: Not for loooong!You arrive at the cell, horrible scorch marks have scarred up the walls and destroyed nearly everything. Next to you, you see a disgruntled pony, clearly bothered about something or another. Maybe he knows something about the fire. What do you do?

(Fingers...Eventually he manages to bring him close enough to his body better. To think, moments ago he was going to do horrible things to you, now... he's nothing. Through careful searching of his jumpsuit, you manage to find the key to your lock. You are now free from your restraints. What do you do? (OOC: Starting to get a feel for the world I'm painting here? Because it only gets worse.)

He reels back in pain, squirming and hollering from the piece of the plate that is now lodge in his neck."You fucking bitch! You fucking bitch!" Those are his last gargled words before he finally goes silent. You stare at him for a long time... The key. He might have the key on him, if you could JUST reach him... What do you do?

These guys aren't too bright, clearly.Stepping out, you find yourself in a large room. Several hallways lead off from this main room, which is full of operating table and messy equipment. Breathing slowly, a deep queasiness passes. There are many rooms to explore... What do you do? The trapdoor opens up and you see him grinning there. "It's good to see you too, darling."He steps closer and closer, you struggle harder and harder to break the lock, but it just makes his grin wider. "You never gave me what I wanted, now I'm going take it by force." He's on top of you in seconds, pinning your front hooves back. "We're going to have some fun..." What he doesn't realize is that you can feel a broken plate piece in your hard... it's very sharp. What do you do?

(You were supposed to wait a day, but whatever...With your new mask in tow, you feel more prepared as a 'gun-for-hire'. You think to yourself... 'Sniper Rifle'... Yeah, maybe that should be your next goal... Anyways, you notice a gang member leaving your cell room, probably leaving your next task. What do you do? Your heart beating, you use a broken piece of the plate to cut up the rope.Now your front hooves are free, but your neck is still caught up. You'll either need to break it or find a key. Looking around you don't see much else, and you know he'll be back in a second. (Last ROOOOOUND!) What do you do?

"Bah, whatever..." You all continue on in silence, eventually reaching your destination, just beyond a vent cover."Now, we don't leave for anything. We either get what's in there, or we die trying. Understand, new-guy?" Crimson spits bitterly. You don't need to be told twice... or rather a third time... What do you do?

"Fine, fine, whatever... just give me some design ideas and I'll do my work."It's not hard to explain what you want; a scarecrow mask. "Is that all? Yeah, I'll have it done in no time, but if your 'deep shit' hits the fan, my name doesn't get spoken. If it does, your ass is mine..." Scary... What do you do?

"What do I think? I think you need to learn the rules of the Tunnels. Never leave unless the risk outweighs the reward." Answers Deadeye.Seems he didn't care for you backing out back there, or your anger toward Crimson. They are all a team, afterall. What do you do? " "Two things, really." He responds. "First of all, that fire has caused a lot of trouble, and I'd like you to look into it. I'd do it myself, but I'm not too spry nowadays. The other thing, I saw a con dragging some poor mare away the other day. If you could ask around the yard, I'd appreciate it."You should probably pick only one, don't want to risk messing them both up. What do you do? (OOC: Your character has no knowledge of Quillision's situation.)

It only rattles a bit, but doesn't do anything. If only your horn had been cut by that damned AI, your magic could get through this in no time.Looking around a bit closer, you notice a plate, JUST within reach. Maybe you could use it to cut yourself free. (OOC: Two moves remaining. THE PRESSURE IS ON!) What do you do? He examines the Gauze closely. "Yes, clean. Not bad. Maybe not bulletproof vest, but a mask I can do."He beckons you to follow him into an abandoned back room. "What do you need it for? Protection? Terrorism? I need details before I can work ze magic, you know." Okay, she definitely reminds you of someone from the past... What do you do?

The world fades away and you wake up in a dark room. The stallion that attacked you is sitting across from.Trying to move, you find that a bike-lock has your head tied to a post and a rope binds your front hooves behind your back. The stallion looks up, grins, then moves towards you. "Well, well, well... I almost thought you weren't going to make it. Guess I get to have some fun afterall." He moves to a trapdoor on the other side of the room, opening it reveals light. "I have to go take care of some things, I'll be back right after." He leaves, chortling to himself. (OOC: You have three moves before he comes back.) What do you do? Before you get an answer, the world fades away. You wake back up in your cell, Red standing just outside the door."Got a minute? I found some work I wouldn't mind being done." OOC: Red's work is sort of like the 'clean up this place' sort of style. Those are your tasks.) What do you do?

*Crimson won't forget what you said"Fine, fuck you." Crimson turns to the others. "We've got one stop left, so we better make this count; otherwise, newguy over there is going to the Skags..." At least you've got one more chance to get your riches. "Alright, the medical pavilion used to be overrun with Skags, but lately they've gone quite. Maybe we could get some supplies there." Sounds like a crazy idea... What do you do? "Well, if you don't drink it, you're stuck here with me for a long... long... long time. Other than that, you will have my blessing, and as far as the AI is concerned, that's almost as good as a pardon."Seems tempting... could he really get you out of there? What do you do?k He flicks a cigarette out of his mouth. "Yeah... maybe I've got some things..."He sniffs. "But don't try and play me, I want to see what you've got to give me, before I show anything I've got." He drives a hard bargain, but if it's the only way to get what you need... What do you do?

"Trust is a two-way street. I trust you will get my plans done, and you should trust that I'm not going to kill you."Seems your suspicions were right, he's not going to say anything. Besides, your 'sweet talking' has gotten you in a lot of bad places lately. What do you do?

He taps the cigar out into an ashtray. "I am the Warden, just the Warden. Now, what I want from you is simple: I have big plans for you and a number of inmates, and I'd like your cooperation. See, my protection only goes so far, and that's why I need you to agree to something."He pulls out a small vial. "Drink this." "Dead? Possibly, maybe. As for where you are, that's for you to decide, isn't it."He taps his cigar into an ashtray. "Now, no more questions, to business. I have big plans for you, but I need your cooperation." He pulls out a small vial. "Drink this, and you will have my blessing." What do you do?

That night, you have a very strange dream. In this dream, you are in a red-velvet room. An old gramophone plays a record that skips every few measures.Across from you, a pony with a darkened out face sits. He's wearing a prison warden's outfit. "Hello, I am the director. What is your name?" He speaks, but he has no voice... What do you do? You manage to get the first shot off before you're tackled by the other.Looking up for a split second, you see him readying his hoof to crash your skull, the next moment the world is dark. In the darkness, you have a very strange dream. In this dream, you are in a red-velvet room. An old gramophone plays a record that skips every few measures. Across from you, a pony with a darkened out face sits. He's wearing a prison warden's outfit. "Hello, I am the director. What is your name?" He speaks, but he has no voice... What do you do?

One of them gives you a face of disgust. "You fucking bitch, you treat us with some respect, or we'll take what we want by force...""I say we take it now, teach her the ways of this place." Th other one grunts. Oh shit, things are not looking good (Going from sweet to mean in a second backfired, it seemed.) You need to act fast, before things get out of control. What do you do? (OOC: Wow... I had to really try to sound like a dick...) All of you make it back safely, but without any supplies."Goddamnit, all of that planning for nothing." Shouts Crimson. "I blame the new guy, all of this planning went to waste just because of him." Iron sides spits. What you did wasn't that bad, right? You didn't get any supplies, but still... What do you do?

*You chose not to fire a weaponYou don't hear anymore noises. Whatever it was, it's gone now... for now... "We better hurry, I don't want anymore to do with this place." You hear Crimson mutter. There is a path leading to the boxes back there, a path leading to the catwalks above you, and a door leading to an office. What do you do? "Nothing right now, but I'll let you know."Well, not much here for you now. You feel very tired from your long day in the Tunnels, maybe it would be a good idea to get some sleep. Two floors above you a cell bursts into flames, and someone screams. Whatever that was, it's none of your business for now. What do you do? "Now, I'm not going to give up trade secrets for free. Maybe we could strike a deal..."One of them begins to eye-up your flank. You better think fast, otherwise this could go down the wrong end. (Hurr, hurr.. get it?) Think... trading supplies? No, you don't have anything of value... What do you do? "You'll want to speak with Cross-Stitch, he knows more about clothes and stuff than any of us." He nods toward a hooded stallion way in the back.He doesn't look very friendly, even for this place's standards, but it could be the best lead you've got. What do you do?

Off in the distance you hear a loud banging noise coming from behind a couple of crates, like something moving."Oh shit, everyone be quiet..." You hear Ironsides whisper. Silence. "I think something's there... I'm going to take a shot." You hear Crimson say. A noise that loud could get some unwanted attention, but leaving whatever is back there could be just as dangerous, and no doubt it will find you. What do you do? You leave the cell with a strip of gauze. Very handy in a medical emergency."What the fuck happened!" You hear a voice in the background yell. Probably Dusk Shine happening upon his now scorched cell room. *You burned his cell down *+4 Yard respect Now you're back in your cell, one of the gang members walks up to you. "Hey, kid, not bad. He came running to us with the payment right after. Keep up the goodwork, and MAYBE you'll be a member." The gang member walks off. What do you do?

*Ironsides will not forget this"Fine, if you want our asses dead so much, you lead the way." He pushes you forward. Seems like he's had his Jimmies rustled... Now you can't go back on your word, time to head upstairs and face... whatever is up there. What do you do?l You make your way up the stairs, noticing the many glares from various gang members; word has traveled fast, it seems.You are now standing outside Cell #3452. You could torch his room, maybe leave some C-4 as a nasty surprise, ambush him with the shiv... anything, really. The note said to do whatever scared him the most. What do you do?

You search for a while, but find nothing. Seems like this place has been picked clean."Shit, there's not a scrap of food," You hear Ironsides curse. Deadeyes tries to console him. "We still have the upstairs, you idiot." "But what are the chances anything is up there? We can't just risk our lives for imaginary treasure!" He hisses back. Seems Crimson doesn't want anything to do with this, it's a pretty heated argument afterall. Maybe you should break it up somehow. What do you do?

Before you get an answer, the world fades away.You wake up in your cell, a small box is by your feet. A note is taped to it: We request onto you a small favor. A convict by the name of Dusk Shine has recently been late on his payments. We'd like it if you taught him a lesson in any way possible. The more damage, the better. He is located in cell #3452 (Which is up a floor and on the right-most end). Seems like the Hell's Hooves gang has sent you your first task. Inside the box is a small lump of C-4 (Only about an ounce), the trigger for the C-4, a shiv, and a small bottle of kerosene.

"Shit, not bad," He looks the gun over a little bit. He seems entirely unfazed by the story of the Runners. "You can keep the flashlight, this is more than enough to pay for it."*Red will not forget this moment *+3 Red respect There doesn't seem to be much left for you here. What do you do?

You make your way back into the tunnels, and using the best of your knowledge you manage to get back to the Yard.Poking your head out, you see things haven't really changed here. Like the death of six ponies didn't occur just then. Red is standing over the hole, looking down at you. "Well, nice to see you drop in so unexpectedly. Find what you were looking for?" What do you do?

"Just look for things that move..." Deadeyes hisses.Ominous bunch, aren't they? Deadeyes and Crimson Red lead the way, Ironsides pushes you forward. "Get moving!" He grunts. Well it seems there's no time like the present. You are now in a large open area, above you walkways snake around and conveyor belts surround the floor. Empty boxes are scattered around, and a set of stairs to your left leads up to another floor. What do you do?