This quest takes place in a near future hypercapitalist reality where you are a nihilistic man just trying to get by. However, your life is turned upside down when you are told you have what is essentially psychic powers. I have never made a quest before and I'm not sure if people are gonna be interested since this is OC and I cannot draw. That being said I'll set the scene and if you guys are interested please reply with what you do next. I will pick the option I think is most interesting.>Your name is Tobias Lee. You work on the docks in the midsize Cellophane city. You're a college drop out and spend most of your time smoking weed and dicking around with your coworkers.>You had big dreams of academic success when you were younger, but the stress of trying to get ahead in life was too much for you. Your life is simpler but it still sucks ass.>The city is filled with homeless people, crime and sleazy salesmen. You repeat this to yourself mentally while trying to tune out whatever the woman in front of you is trying to say. She doesn't look particularly shady, but nobody normal puts on business casual clothing while following a guy around in a parking lot complex.>You just got off work too. After quickly getting baked that is. You're trying to get on your scooter and go home but this lady just won't stop talking. To make matters worse, she grabs your wrist and starts shouting. You're getting sick of this. What do you do?
>>6104377>Jerk wrist away and yell at the lady
>>6104377>Vent all her problems to her incoherently while yelling.
>>6104387Sorry for the late reply>You try to wrench away your arm from her grip. There is a struggle for a few moments. Despite her size she's unusally strong. The moment causes you to focus more on your surroundings.>"Sir... Sir! This is a lawful order... comply">You're not interested in what she has to say though. It's getting dark and you don't want to be accosted even more today. You shout some combination of profanity and "get off me" but it comes out a little more slurred than you would like. You don't feel very good and are starting to wonder if you were laced.>This is unimportant though, as you hurry to your bike and drive down to the next floor of the parking complex. However, there is a man in sweatpants and a wife beater standing there with a smirk and his arms folded. He's a little short, muscular and his buzzcut is dyed white. Judging by his knuckle tattoos and the fact that he (along with some orange road barricades) are blocking the exit, you suspect he is that woman's contingency plan. This dude seems intent on blocking your path. What do you do?
>>6104417>push buzzcut man over so hard his skull breaks on the ground>bike away
>>6104417>start poorly dancing to confuse and piss off the man
