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You realize your life isn't real, and is somehow being affected by the votes of an unseen audience. Now, you need to escape. Your name is Oza and you have vague definitions about yourself. You're a 16-20something year old who has only ever known the life they live. You always felt somehow you had to go with other people's decisions to survive. It's Sunday, MOTHER'S DAY, and you're being reminded to call your mom despite what happened. While scrolling a forum online, you realize that the format of a story telling page exactly follows your method of action- wait until enough pressure pushes you a certain way. Now, you're too close to a truth you can't unsee. You spot a thread for a story game called "The New Unoriginal Quest" you click on it to read that it's exactly describing you and your current situation. What do you do.

>Watch it for a while, see how it affects you.
>Select one of the choices being presented.
>Write your own choice (expert difficulty-reality could fall apart)
>Call mom (end quest)
>Dismiss and start a thread about how it's weird humans are supposed to be superior but still need to brush their teeth when other animals don't.
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>>6002404
>Select one of the choices being presented.
Select the "Select one of the choices being presented" choice
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>>6002422
You see a reponse to the thread that says to pick the "select one of the choices being presented" choice.

You're a follower, so
You select the
>Select one of the choices being presented
Choice

You feel strange. Have you done something, or nothing? You start to experience a weird new sensation in your head, too close to a headache to distinguish any further.
You close the thread for now and go to start one about how it's strange humans need to brush their teeth despite being superior to others. Some time passes. You get a couple of troll responses, but for some reason you can understand why people are trolling. You can see their emotions. You can read their intentions to protect themselves through the screen.

It's all too much.

>Take a nap.
>Check the "The New Unoriginal Quest" thread.
>Call mom (end quest)
>Endure the pain and see how well you can read others, starting with strangers outside.
>Cheesy Ramen and tv.
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>>6002404
You came up with an idea for a novel as a satire for over controlling parents who try to influence their’s children’s every decision. Don’t mind if I steal your idea.
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>>6002443
Wasn't a choice.
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>Endure the pain. Become an empath.
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>>6002547
You called your mom.
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>>6002437
>Check the "The New Unoriginal Quest" thread.
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>>6002437
>Endure the pain and see how well you can read others, starting with strangers outside.
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>>6002437
>>Take a nap.
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>>6024404
>>6002947
>>6006981
>>6002547

Your mom didn't answer, you go outside to look around and see how far you can read people's minds. You spot your neighbor Sarah, she's pretty chill and you guys hardly interact with each other, but when you do it's always friendly seeing as you're in the same peer age group. She's getting out of her car assumingly coming home from college. You notice these vague depictions of intentions in her actions emitting from her brain before she does anything. You can't put into words, but you can just tell what the intention of looking for her house key looks like before she starts.

At the next house you see your other neighbor, Joe. He's watering his grass. He's wearing one of those bucket hat, t-shirt button over, with shorts fits you expect from a guy named Joe who's watering his grass. Once again, you can see depictions of the intention to wave the hose around, and then to look your way and wave.

On the other side of the street is Gabe, he's just sitting in a chair on your porch, you're not sure how long, be he was already staring at you before he noticed you. You're getting a weird unsettling vibe from the intention you see coming out of his brain. It makes you extremely uncomfortable.

>speak to Sarah
>speak to Moe
>investigate Gabe
>your head hurts go back inside.
>try to call your mom again (end quest.)
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>>6025412
> investigate gabe
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>>6028115
+1 to thisssss
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>investigate Gabe

You go over to gabe's front yard, his hostile gazeprevent you from crossing his driveway border. You wave:
"WHATS UP GABE! HOW ARE YOU DOING?"

"I can hear you fine from there you don't have to yell." Gabe stares at you, his expression cold and unchanging. That intention of his growing stronger.

You stutter, "oh, my bad. I just wanted to see how things were going, neighbor."

"Just fine."

He keeps his grimace locked on you as you notice his intention expand beyond your visual comprehension. Dread travels through your nervous system. You're terrified, but can't tell why.

>bail
>question gabe further
>go to Sarah's
>go to Moe's
>call your mom (end quest.)



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