Urby's Multiple Choice Fan Fiction! Created 7 years ago2017-06-20 15:13:23 UTC by monster_urby monster_urby

Created 7 years ago2017-06-20 15:13:23 UTC by monster_urby monster_urby

Posted 7 years ago2017-06-20 15:13:23 UTC Post #335599
UMCFF - 2017 EDITION

You jolt awake, an abhorrent, rhythmic screeching filling your ears. Fumbling around the bedside table, eyes firmly shut, your fingers trace the outline of a water bottle, a book and finally the source of the noise. Hitting the button on top of the alarm clock, you slump back into the groove formed by your body in the mattress. You feel the cool morning breeze sweep in through a nearby window, rushing over your semi-naked form, prompting you to wince and reflexively pull the sheets up tightly under your chin.

You jolt again as there are two sharp raps against your door. You look back to the clock, noting that another fifteen minutes has passed. You sit up, throwing the sheets aside and skipping to your private restroom. After a hasty shave and shower, you make your way to your closet and swing the double doors open. Reaching inside, you pull out your uniform.

A) A sky blue shirt, beige triple pleated khakis and a pair of penny loafers. Last, but not least, your frankly ridiculous red and black striped tie.
B) Your light blue shirt, navy blue pants, a utility belt, black work boots and black tie.
C) Your urban camo fatigues and combat boots.

Yes! It’s this thing again. The old multiple choice fan fiction. Something to get the community talking and for me to flex my writing muscles.

This time we’re heading to Black Mesa, but this time you get to choose your role! So, from the very brief intro above you should be able to determine that you get to chose whether the character you control is a scientist, security guard or a member of the HECU team.

In subsequent sections I will try to offer as many choices as are sensible and the one with the most votes will determine how the story progresses.

As with all my previous stories, some choices may lead to the death of supporting characters and so on. I’ll even try to interweave the characters paths with the existing games and expansions where possible, just to see if you can spot these key moments from the writing / interactions.

So… who do you want to play as? :P
monster_urby monster_urbyGoldsourcerer
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-20 15:17:21 UTC Post #335600
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-20 15:22:16 UTC Post #335601
B)!
Notewell NotewellGIASFELFEBREHBER
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-20 15:34:50 UTC Post #335602
B. I can't find my login for TWHL - PlanetPhillip
Hahaha
monster_urby monster_urbyGoldsourcerer
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-20 18:39:59 UTC Post #335606
B!
rufee rufeeSledge fanboy
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-20 19:51:31 UTC Post #335607
It seems that I'm the only person here who wants to wear that ridiculous tie...
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-20 21:48:00 UTC Post #335608
I'm all about that A, bout that A, no treble
Archie ArchieGoodbye Moonmen
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-20 22:14:40 UTC Post #335610
A! #fuckc
Jessie JessieTrans Rights <3
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-21 02:45:42 UTC Post #335614
B! B!!
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-21 08:54:02 UTC Post #335618
A) 3
B) 4
c) 0

DiscoStu tipped the scale and it looks like we're rocking the Black Mesa Security get up. First part will be up later today.
monster_urby monster_urbyGoldsourcerer
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-21 11:25:28 UTC Post #335621
Honestly though military stories are boring. Good call folks
Penguinboy PenguinboyHaha, I died again!
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-21 11:27:50 UTC Post #335622
No ridiculous ties for now?
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-21 19:52:37 UTC Post #335640
You can bring your own.
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-21 23:41:37 UTC Post #335650
After tightening your belt and double knotting your boots, you check yourself over in the mirror set in the closet door. There are another three sharp raps on your door and the sound of a muffled voice coming from the other side. You approach it, picking up your ID badge as you pass the bedside table and clipping it into place. You punch in the combination to unlock your door and it slides open.

A blast of hot air hits you, the eastern hallway of the topside dormitories getting the full brunt of the morning sun. Standing outside your door, sweat already beading on his forehead, is your neighbor and fellow security officer, McKenzie. An older member of the team, his dark brown hair is beginning to grey at the sides, his gaunt, angular face adorned with a couple days worth of stubble. He meets your gaze with his steel grey eyes as he taps his watch, “Two minutes to eight, Carlisle. Keep trying and you might just miss the tram one day.”

You step out into the corridor, squinting your eyes as they adjust to the brightness, and keying in the combination again to lock your quarters. You give a nod to McKenzie and you both start walking to the exit.

Stepping out onto the tram platform, McKenzie grabs a copy of the Mesa Times as he passes a magazine rack. The automatic doors seal behind you just as the 08:00 tram trundles around the corner towards the platform.

You sit opposite one another in the central bay, a couple other guards and a maintenance worker shuffle in and take their seats, clutching coffee cups and magazines. The tram shudders as it prepares to leave, the sound of gears whir as the door slides shut. For a moment, nothing seems to happen. McKenzie looks up from his paper, glances to a couple of the other passengers, before the tram lurches forwards violently and begins to move.

“Piece of junk,” one of the guards groans, tapping the maintenance worker on the shoulder, “What do you guys even do all day? You sure as shit don’t fix anything around here.”

The worker doesn’t look up from his magazine, simply extending a middle finger over his shoulder
The air begins to feel stale and grows considerably colder as the tram descends into the depths of the facility. The warm glow of the sun replaced by cool blue from the fluorescent lights, the sound of birds and the gentle breeze replaced by humming air ducts and droning machinery. McKenzie shudders as you pass a couple of large fans.

“Looks like it’s gonna be a busy one for us today,” he says, still fixated on The Mesa Times, “Big experiment over in Sector C apparently. Lot’s of eggheads getting lost on the transit system, no doubt.”

You smirk in response as the tram begins to slow, the announcement system crackling to life, “Now arriving at: Area 7. Security and Control Facilities.”

You disembark from the tram and walk along the grated platform towards the large security doors, McKenzie in toe with the paper tucked under his arm. You nod to the guard in the booth as you approach and he opens up the doors, another blast of cold, musty air hitting you both in the face. McKenzie plants a hand on your shoulder and smiles sympathetically, “Still not gotten used to it?”

You shake your head as you step into the airlock.

“Well,” McKenzie stretches “The hours are long and it’s mind numbing work at times, but the pay makes it all worth it.”

You raise a single eyebrow and he can’t help but smile.

Stepping into the security complex, you head over to the main desk. Sgt. Laurey, is sat at the main desk, hammering away at a keyboard, clearly already getting irate. He is a rotund, balding man with a thick black moustache, you often wonder how he came to be a member of the security force, let alone head of Area 7 Security.

“Ah, there you are boys,” he swivels towards you in his seat and dabs at his brow with a paper towel, “I got a couple jobs that need seeing to, pronto. First off, there’s nobody manning the lab access doors in the north wing. We’ve left the doors open for now but the administrator would have my head if he found out nobody was checking IDs. Secondly, we’ve got issues with a tram on the lower level. The door won’t close and the damn thing won’t leave the platform until it’s safe. I’ve called maintenance who told me they were sending somebody over but Hell if I know where he’s gotten to. So… not exactly our job but I need a couple guys to take a look at that.”

“So,” McKenzie pipes up, “By my count, you need three guys, not two.”

“Ah, yes,” Laurey snaps his fingers a couple of times and gestures to a scrawny kid with scruffy blond hair, sat on a bench behind you. He jumps to his feet and enthusiastically marching to the desk and lining up with the two of you. “This is Davis. New kid. Ran the training course a couple of days ago and got his first shift this morning. You three decide amongst yourselves who's doing what.”

He goes back to working on his computer and the three of you turn to one another, Davis beaming at you both.

“You kidding me with this?” McKenzie jabs a thumb towards Davis, “What are you, twelve?”

“I’m… I’m twenty one, sir.” Davis stammers, and he turns to you “I didn’t get your name-”

“Alright,” McKenzie starts “Carlisle, what do you want to do? Guard duty or picking up the grease monkey’s job with the tram?”
A) Fix the tram with McKenzie, leave the rookie to guard the lab doors
B) Send Davis with McKenzie to fix the tram and watch the doors yourself
C) Take the rookie down to the tram and put McKenzie on watch

Alright guys. I didn't proof read this as much as I would have liked but it's now 01:40 and I'm up for work at 06:00.

Enjoy!
monster_urby monster_urbyGoldsourcerer
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-21 23:56:47 UTC Post #335652
B! #fuckyourancillarycharacters
Jessie JessieTrans Rights <3
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-22 00:50:52 UTC Post #335654
B
#gonnabeablast
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-22 01:12:06 UTC Post #335655
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-22 05:40:13 UTC Post #335656
A !!

I wouldn't mind if anyone turned this into a little mod :D
rufee rufeeSledge fanboy
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-22 05:50:59 UTC Post #335657
That's been suggested before Rufee, with previous stories. Never happened as far as I'm aware.
monster_urby monster_urbyGoldsourcerer
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-22 06:46:31 UTC Post #335658
Yeah, I thought I cant be the only one who might have had this bright idea.
Too bad it never materialized :(
rufee rufeeSledge fanboy
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-22 16:31:17 UTC Post #335674
C)
Notewell NotewellGIASFELFEBREHBER
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-22 21:35:18 UTC Post #335682
Also C
Penguinboy PenguinboyHaha, I died again!
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-23 08:49:28 UTC Post #335695
Two a piece. Any more votes or it if going to go to a random pick? :P
monster_urby monster_urbyGoldsourcerer
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-23 10:38:23 UTC Post #335699
B, again.
Jessie JessieTrans Rights <3
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-23 11:30:47 UTC Post #335700
Nice try... but no
monster_urby monster_urbyGoldsourcerer
Posted 7 years ago2017-06-23 11:45:43 UTC Post #335701
:(
Jessie JessieTrans Rights <3
Posted 7 years ago2017-07-06 12:36:36 UTC Post #335923
I rolled a dice.

1/2 = A
3/4 = B
5/6 = C

And the winner is... 5. So C.
Flipping the circuit breaker on a fusebox, there’s a faint hum and the lights click on one by one, illuminating the dank, concrete hallway in front of you. Your footsteps echo around you as you both trudge towards a steel door at the far end.

“So, what’s McKenzie’s problem?” Davis finally asks, adjusting a security helmet that appears two sizes too large for his head. You shrug in response as you reach the door. The racket on the other side is immense. Turning the handle, the door slowly creaks open. A series of pipes snake in and out of the walls, ceiling and floor, some leading into large machines. The two of you make your way across the room to another steel door. You turn the handle but the door doesn’t shift. You look to Davis who simply shrugs, and then brace your shoulder against the door. With a firm shove it swings open, out into the cold, dark depths of the transit system tunnels.

The transit system is Immense in size. Even after a couple of years at Black Mesa, you still struggle to comprehend the sheer scale of the place; Concrete walls that fall away into the seemingly endless dark below you. You step out onto the grated metal walkway, recalling how McKenzie would often tell new recruits that these pits were actually bottomless. Although dimly lit, you can see the walkway goes for about 100 metres, until reaching a ladder that heads up to the station platform above you, as well as the stationary tram you had been sent to fix. The rushing wind catches the door and slams it behind you. You give it no thought and you take a few steps, until you look around and realise that you are alone, with no sign of Davis anywhere. You turn back and reach for the handle on the door, which starts to jostle frantically. You grab the handle yourself and pull with all your strength, but the door doesn’t budge. You can just about hear the muffled sound of Davis’ voice on the other site, combined with his feeble attempts at shoving the door in same manner as you had.

“Excuse me?” a voice calls from above you. You look up to see a scientist leaning out of the rear window of the tram car. “Are you planning on doing any work today? Some of us have places to be.”

You mean to respond when suddenly you feel the grated walkway rattle beneath your feet, accompanied by a deep rumbling noise from somewhere further down the transit line. You grab the handrail to steady yourself, and it passes. Regaining your footing, you look one more time to the door, and then back to the tram suspended above you.
A) Stay down here and attempt to free up the door to get Davis out
B) Climb up to the platform and deal with the tram on your own
monster_urby monster_urbyGoldsourcerer
Posted 7 years ago2017-07-06 13:19:28 UTC Post #335925
Well the way things are going choosing the other option feels like choosing death, so B :)
rufee rufeeSledge fanboy
Posted 7 years ago2017-07-06 13:20:17 UTC Post #335926
B! #fuckdavis
Jessie JessieTrans Rights <3
Posted 7 years ago2017-07-06 13:36:20 UTC Post #335927
A) I realize how flimsy the catwalks in Black Mesa are, but we're gonna need backup when shit hits the fan.
Notewell NotewellGIASFELFEBREHBER
Posted 7 years ago2017-07-06 14:19:35 UTC Post #335928
Posted 7 years ago2017-07-06 21:45:13 UTC Post #335930
rnd();

No? Okay, B then.
Posted 7 years ago2017-07-13 12:18:08 UTC Post #336010
Is there a B in here? There sure is! Stay tuned.
monster_urby monster_urbyGoldsourcerer
Posted 7 years ago2017-07-13 13:45:39 UTC Post #336012
:freeman:
Jessie JessieTrans Rights <3
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