Dillinger
Guerrilla Ontologist
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You're in a deserted Antarctic base and there are terrifying creatures hunting you. You are there because your father was kidnapped by evil martial artists and your mother disappeared with the mailman who turned out to be an alien creature from Alpha Centauri.
At the moment you're hanging from a ledge moments away from plunging to your death hundreds of feet below. The inline skates you are wearing can't help you now and you dropped your rocket launcher somewhere back in the caves when you were being chased by those hobgoblins who you inavertently pissed off by accidently kicking several of them in the balls.
My question is. What do you do now?
At the moment you're hanging from a ledge moments away from plunging to your death hundreds of feet below. The inline skates you are wearing can't help you now and you dropped your rocket launcher somewhere back in the caves when you were being chased by those hobgoblins who you inavertently pissed off by accidently kicking several of them in the balls.
My question is. What do you do now?