This is a choose your own adventure game. I will allow 4-5 people to participate at any given time until I run out of ideas for this specific topic.
Several months ago, you journeyed to Europe in search of adventure. The plan was to backpack across the continent, drinking your way through country to country with no agenda but to live life to its fullest, Carpe Diem so they say..
Disappointingly, you've hardly done anything you planned to do, including eating, sleeping, and breathing all of the different amazing cultures.
The only thing you HAVE done is visit a bunch of old crumbled buildings, usually among other tourists. And today—the last day of your trip—is no different.
You’re at the Vatican, looking at the architecture with a tour group.
Your grand European adventure is on the verge of ending, and if you don’t do something soon, your trip will have been for naught.
A) Stray from the tour group and explore by yourself
“I am afraid I cannot disclose this information,” says Turok.
“The Pope is a privileged patron of the Eternal Kingdom, and those who wish to know his location must either consult with God directly or bite their own willy off as a sign of good faith.”
“Pope, I’ve got a new friend for you to meet,” the guard says to the leader of the world’s 1 billion Roman Catholics, who is currently standing a little more than four feet in front of you like it's no big deal at all. Just chillin' like buds.
“He’s gonna be in charge for a little while, so don’t give him any trouble, okay?”
A) Timidly say hello to the pope
B) Say Hi but very slowly because you are not sure if he is understanding you
The garbage bags hold together beautifully, and after a twenty nine-day vertical journey through space in which there were zero opportunities to use the bathroom, you arrive at the gates of Heaven.
“Hello, and welcome to Heaven, the big pile of clouds filled with dead grandmas. I am the Archangel Turok, general concierge and guardian of God’s many sports trophies. How may I assist you?”
The garbage bags hold together beautifully, and after a twenty nine-day vertical journey through space in which there were zero opportunities to use the bathroom, you arrive at the gates of Heaven.
“Hello, and welcome to Heaven, the big pile of clouds filled with dead grandmas. I am the Archangel Turok, general concierge and guardian of God’s many sports trophies. How may I assist you?”
Huh. No response. What if he died? That would be terrible. You’d be forever remembered as the guy who couldn’t watch the Pope for two minutes without him dying.
They’d probably assume that you killed him.
and then you would go to jail.
You should go in there and make sure he isn’t dead.
Huh. No response. What if he died? That would be terrible. You’d be forever remembered as the guy who couldn’t watch the Pope for two minutes without him dying.
They’d probably assume that you killed him.
and then you would go to jail.
You should go in there and make sure he isn’t dead.