Adrienna: forum

Your target, a quaint old lady, is arguing with the doorman outside a ladies' strip club. "What do you mean you don't take cards? What kind of place is this?" she complains. "There's an ATM down the street, ma'am," responds the buff guy guarding the premises. You track the elderly woman to the ATM and watch as she withdraws over a grand in hundreds. She folds the bills neatly and places them in the side pocket of her pants. You rush over to the woman and pretend to ask her for directions to the local church. "What you wanna go there for? You dyin' or something?" she asks as you discreetly lift the cash from her pocket. "Yes, actually, I am," you respond as you walk off pretending to be offended.

False. 

The next person writes fanfiction.

The air inside Cyber Force is musty and old, as if nobody's cracked a window in damn near forever. As you pass the counter, you see Cornelius, the owner, typing away on a keyboard. He pays you no attention as you walk to the back, slide a HPCPU under your shirt, and return. "Funny-looking torso you've got there," he comments, causing you to turn your head. "What did you say to me?" you ask aggressively, prompting Cornelius to draw his pistol. You laugh and continue to walk toward the door, assuming he won't shoot. When a bullet pierces your right butt cheek, you realize you were wrong. You collapse in pain, dropping the CPU as the cops are called. Unwilling to give in, you drag yourself out of the store - Cornelius declines to shoot you a second time. You collapse in a nearby alleyway with blood staining your pants, your ass having gained a brand new hole.

False. In another life perhaps.

The next person voted for Harris.

I can handle corn, potatoes, and ggreen beans. That’s it.

The next person wants peace for Christmas.

Did I speak to someone? Yes. Was she cute? False

The next person is anti-vax.

False, after 13 you can’t do that anymore in my state. Plus we don’t celebrate Halloween.

The next person lives in the UK

You saunter over to the lake house to check out the offerings. You are startled by the sudden sound of a trash can being tipped over. Arming yourself with a rock, you stalk toward the source of the noise ready to dash its brains out. As you turn the corner, you come face to face with a black bear! The bear swipes and bites at you, mauling you severely across the hands and torso. In a stroke of luck, you are left bloodied on the ground rather than being eaten. The bear must've already had lunch - or it didn't like how you were seasoned.

A kiwi… right?

The next person will explain what this image is.

false: not even sure what that is.

The next person has a “Homework” or “Work” folder on their computer that really isn’t for hokework or work.

Yes, I can read the staff and tablature.

The next person doesn’t celebrate Christmas.

There's nobody out front of the shipping office and the side gate has been left unlocked. You dart around back and shim open one of the rear doors. In the break room, you find a couple of employee laptops just sitting there. With one computer under each arm, you march out of the building as happy as a clam that just won the clam lottery. Which is a lottery for clams, not one where you win clams. That wouldn't make sense.

It’s a pretty good song!

True. I’m visiting home and my mom and I made fun of some conspiracy theorists on Facebook that said the covernment stold the moon.

The next person likes the beach.

You wander around the farmhouse looking for something to steal. You are shocked when you spot a lumberjack in women's clothing. He's hacking away at a tree with an axe while whistling a familiar tune. You hide and watch as the lumberjack drops his axe, takes off his clothes, and sprints into the farmhouse stark naked. You hear him talking to himself while taking a shower. Wandering over, you collect the man's boots, axe, and clothing, and scamper away. As you walk off, you can't help wondering about this strange man. He's a lumberjack, but is he okay?

Yes. He is ok… or should I say she?

False, I’m too broke to pay it today.

The next person likes eating candy.

False: I have never used or decorated a jack o lantern in my entire life.

The next person’s user ID starts with the number 2.

As you walk by the self-storage facility, you hear arguing coming from inside one of the units. A loud bang goes off and smoke billows out from under the shutters. Two men in hazmats emerge coughing and spluttering. You give brief consideration to robbing them of their hazmats, but then you realize which faction's turf this is. You haul ass before you cause an incident.

sup

True. 

The next person has karma over 20.