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You have been invited to a game of strip poker with four video game babes. Will you win?
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Chapter #3

Shooter Table

    by: undeadclown Author IconMail Icon
         Ah, that's right. The Shooter Table. Without further adieu you step out of the car and towards the nondescript building in which The Inventory is housed. A bouncer, who may or may not have been Dudley from Street Fighter, opens the door for you as you show him your invitation. You step inside and inhale the musty smells of smoke and alcohol. You make your way through the semi-crowded room, noticing a few familiar faces as you head towards the back. You're pretty sure you saw Solid Snake sharing a a beer with Gordon Freeman, but you didn't get a good enough look. No one seems to pay much attention to you as you cross the room. Finally, you reach the entrance to the VIP area. You show your invitation to the bouncer up front (some Half Life Civil Protection goon by the look of him), and he lets you in.

         You step inside the room and you see your four fellow players already at the table: Elizabeth (http://tinyurl.com/lt49zm5), Lilith (http://tinyurl.com/mvtxhub) Zoey (http://i.imgur.com/mzlywnj.jpg) and Lara Croft (http://i.imgur.com/wogG6Ve.png). You also note another woman is sitting at a booth nearby, seemingly spectating. On closer inspection she appears to be Samantha Nishimura (http://i.imgur.com/GphLqyk.png), Lara's friend. Maybe she got to come as Lara's guest, perhaps?

         "Ah, it seems our final player has arrived," Elizabeth says brightly.

         "Not very big on punctuality is she?" Lilith comments.

         "Meh, who needs to be on time? And hey...it's...another girl. Shocker." Zoey says sarcastically.

         "Ah, well. No use messing with the classics," Lara interjects.

         "I dunno, would it have been so hard to send a guy in here?" Zoey says. "I mean...I at least dig her vibes. I'm sensing a kind of of kindred spirit thing here."

         "Your shared interests in hoodies points at a shared interest in slacking, at any rate," Lilith says.

         "Don't knock it until you tried it!" Zoey quips back. "Anyway, wouldn't you rather have a guy or two here, new chick?"

         "Well...I don't mind it being all girls..." You say shyly.

         "Yeesh, you'll fit right in if you keep talking like that. Still, wouldn't you prefer some y-chromosomes at the table, Lara?" Zoey asks.

         "Offff course I would. Heh heh. Yeah. The more guys the merrier!" She replies nervously. You can see Sam rolling her eyes from her seat. You notice one of her drink glasses is empty and she's already working on another.

         "Maybe you came to the right game after all, small one," Zoey says with a mischievous grin.

         "Anyway," Lilith interjects. "We're all here, so let's go over the rules. We're playing basic five card draw so this doesn't take all night. At the beginning of each hand we all get five cards. After we have those, each of us can turn in any of those, up to all five, for replacements. Once we've done that, everyone puts down their hands and the loser has to take something off. Once a person gets bare-assed all of us here at the table get to decide what that person has to do as punishment. The last person left with anything on is the winner."

         "And that winner is going to be Lara!" Sam says, slurring a bit.

         "Sam! Pipe down, we haven't even started yet," Lara responds.

         "You sure about that, girlie? Wanna make a bet?" Lilith asks.

         "Hell yes!" Sam says enthusiastically. "Lara rescued me single-handedly from a cult, so I'm pretty sure she can do this. As a show of solidarity, every time she takes something off, I will too."

         "You don't have to do this, Sam..." Lara says, slightly worried.

         "I say let her make her own mistakes," Zoey says with a smirk.

         "It's not like I could stop her, anyway," Lara says, resigned.

         "Besides, it won't even matter because you are going to rock it!" Sam says.

         "Is everyone ready then?" Elizabeth interrupts, bemused at the entire spectacle before her. After a bit of a double-take, everyone nods in agreement. The cards are passed out and you look at your hand.

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You Have: K(H), Q(D), 10(D), 5(D), 4(S)

Clothing Count:

Player: Zip-up hoodie, sneakers, socks, humorous t-shirt, jeans, plan cotton gray bra, plain cotton gray panties.
Elizabeth: Petticoat, boots, skirt, slip, stockings, corset, panties.
Lilith: Vest, boots, chaps, zip-up shirt, shorts, pink halter top, panties.
Zoey: Zip-up hoody, shoes, socks, jeans, white shirt, bra, panties.
Lara: Boots, socks, outer tank top, pants, inner tank top, sports bra, panties.
         (Sam: Jacket, boots, socks, shirt, pants, bra, panties.)

You have the following choices:

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1. Keep the king, queen and 10 and try for a straight.

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2. Keep the king and dtich the rest.

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