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BioShock: A Pick Your Path Adventure

Evan Hoovler | 28 Sep 2011 21:00
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From your wrist spills a gaggle of words, "I'm really an alien, too" you throw at the alien, "from Mars."

"Oh yeah? Show me the secret alien handshake," the amoeba morphs a knobbed appendage towards you. You reach out and shake it.

"Aha! There hasn't been an alien handshake since the palm wart epidemic of 1932." The amoeba sucks you into it. The 60 hours while you are being digested gives you ample time to muse about the twists of life. But instead, you spend the entire time humming Burt Baccarat tunes.

THE END

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