Here's the situation...

Dillinger

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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?
 
Let go of the ledge and attempt to kiss my ass goodbye on the way down.
 
hanging by one hand I can pull out my trusty cell phone

Can you here me now?
 
You took inline skates to Antartica? I am getting the old "fish needs a bicyle" thing here.
 
Pull Myself Back Up!

Find Some Arm Length Icicles For Protection, Build An Igloo, Go Hunting With Dead Hobgoblins As Bait For Polar Bears, Then Make Myself A Wicked Cool Coat Outta All That White Furriness:D

After Sharing My Polar Bear Meat With Some Arctic Wolves, I'll Make FAst Friends And Have An Allie In That Winter Wonderland!
 
No problem.

Turns out my biological father -is- the mailman, so that makes me part-alien. I let go of the ledge, and shape shift using my Amazing Alien Powers into a creature roughly the aerodynamic design of a flying squirrel and glide to safety.

Then I go find some more hobgoblins to kick in the balls. Bastards.
 
The very sexy guy,who you didnt know was following you,comes and pulls you up.
 
A man fell while walking along the edge of a cliff. Luckily, he managed to catch hold of an outcropping, but found no additional foot or hand holds. In desperation he cried out:

"Help! Anyone! Help!" There was a rumble of thunder, and a deep voice spake from the sky, saying "I am here, my son. Release your grasp upon the rock, and I will carry you to safety."

After a pause, the man shouted "Anyone else?"
 
Pfftttttttt!!! No problem.

You let the hobgoblins find you and pull you up to eat you. Ten you kick them in the balls again after yelling "look...behind you" (hobgoblins are incredibly naieve). You run BACK into the caves, pick up the rocket launcher, kill & eat the goblins & live happily ever after.
 
Re: Pull Myself Back Up!

RudeNastyAssBitch said:
Find Some Arm Length Icicles For Protection, Build An Igloo, Go Hunting With Dead Hobgoblins As Bait For Polar Bears, Then Make Myself A Wicked Cool Coat Outta All That White Furriness:D

After Sharing My Polar Bear Meat With Some Arctic Wolves, I'll Make FAst Friends And Have An Allie In That Winter Wonderland!

RNAB...have you always been geographically challenged? He said this was the Antarctic. No polar bears. No wolves. Maybe a few penguins.

Sorry RNAB...you die in this scenario. Hit the reset button & try again.
 
I'd let go and fly...you can do this in the astral...and take off to da bahamas mon...and lounge in the sun in ma string bikini drinkin da rum an' coca cola!
 
calypso_21 said:
I'd let go and fly...you can do this in the astral...and take off to da bahamas mon...and lounge in the sun in ma string bikini drinkin da rum an' coca cola!

Take me with you, Caly. Pleeeeeeeeease! I'll be your towel boy & waiter.
 
IrishWolfhound said:


Take me with you, Caly. Pleeeeeeeeease! I'll be your towel boy & waiter.

LoL...What I really need is someone to put the lotion on my back...and some aloe where I got scratched in my earlier fight.
 
calypso_21 said:


LoL...What I really need is someone to put the lotion on my back...and some aloe where I got scratched in my earlier fight.

I'd consider that one of the benefits of the towel boy job. No charge for those services. In fact, I might just pay YOU.
 
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