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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Sci-fi · #1503197
Your crew gets stuck on a planet of giants. How do you survive?
This choice: practice is over, all the football jocks hit the locker room  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

practice is over, all the football jocks hit th...

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The damp and eerie quiet of the cavernous space is broken by a repetitive and overlapping series of quakes which travel throughout every surface. The monumental lockers rattle like thunder, almost overpowering the still yet distant clamor of what sounds like multiple baritone voices and laughter. Mountainous human-like forms burst through a double door set into the edge of the vast space you could barely make out through the haze of water vapour that hung around the floor. They crashed against the walls in a terrible explosive bang, causing your ears to ring incessantly.

You freeze with your hands held firmly against the sides of your head as they stream in, the environment seemingly changing in response to their presence, becoming noticeably hotter, louder, the potent and tangy odour of what could only be likened to sweat scrambling your thoughts. As they neared, their godlike visages became clearer, all stunningly beautiful yet something still alien to your eyes, their bodies while stacked with muscle beneath their skin-tight uniforms seemed to bend and flex with inhuman litheness. This otherworldly majesty is disconnected with the youthful and boisterous energy these masculine beings infused into everything they did. Shirts are flung across the room, bulging crotches larger than the biggest life forms on Earth are grabbed firmly and shaken to hooting and hollering. Their words are nothing but disjointed syllables until your cybernetic suit suddenly receives a year's worth of surveillance data all at once, the missing probe's signal reappearing.

"... best game ever! WE DOMINATED!" A now naked titan boomed from the far corner before grabbing one of his teammates into a bear hug to groans and laughter. You were so enamoured with the goings on of these young titans you neglected to keep track of your crew. This realization rips you from your daze. Glancing frantically around you, you spot one who was cowering 100 metres from you, right in the path of a rapidly approaching foot which...

You have the following choices:

1. ...crushed them to a bloody pulp beneath his enermous weight.

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2. ... kicked them flying across the room.

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