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Christmas Adventure!

 

Twas' a dark and stormy Christmas night. Well, OK, not really stormy in the usual sense of the word. It was snowing. The city town sleeps. Everybody except you.

 

wait did i forget to make the tense constant ah well nobody will notice

 

You've received top secret intelligence from your best friend reliable sources in the form of a hastily written letter. It says the following:

 

hey bro santa's coming over tonite could u capture him so we can like, take all his presents k thanks bai

 

After deciding that this is, in fact, a good idea, you decide to embark on a mission with one goal. Capture. Santa.

 

You leave your house at 12:00 AM. It's snowing quite heavily outside. No sight of Santa so far.

 

You climb up a conveniently placed cedar tree in your front yard. As you ascend up to the canopy, you hear thunder. "That's strange", you think. "Thunder doesn't occur in the middle of a snowstorm."

 

You reach the top. As you struggle to maintain your balance, you glance at the sky. It's quite dark, illuminated only by the moon. You take out a pair of binoculars as you search for Santa's sleigh.

 

A long, moving line appears on the horizon, accompanied by the ever so faint sound of jingles. "Yes! I've found him!" you exclaim. Now, what do you want to do?

 

Option A:

Get onto the roof of your house and wait until Santa comes over.

    

 

     "Santa's gotta land on my house at some point tonight,", you think. You jump from the cedar tree over to the roof of your house.   You lie down on the shingles. It's cold there, yet still quiet. The snowstorm's cleared up a bit. It's very peaceful. Despite your best efforts, you fall asleep...

 

..."huhnnnn, what a wacky dream, it's.....-Wait, I'm supposed to be waiting for Santa!" As you awaken, you notice that Santa has already landed at your house, and is preparing to leave. You get up, and Santa's sleigh starts moving. "Ho ho ho!"

Option A:

     Run and jump off the roof to grab Santa's sleigh.

         

 

"I might be able to grab his sleigh if I run!", you think. After all, people do this all the time in action movies. It ought to work, right? You run as fast as you can and jump off of your roof just as the sleigh starts its flight. You just barely grab onto the back end of the sleigh. "Ho ho ho, who do we have here!", Santa exclaims. He takes out a hammer from his bag of presents and starts hitting your fingers to make you let go.

 

Option A:

       Spit in Santa's face..

                  

 

"Hueegghghh....BLEHGH!". You spit a huge ball of saliva and phlegm right into Santa's face. "My eyes!". He starts thrashing around in the sleigh, desperately trying to get your saliva out of his eyes (you didn't brush your teeth today). The sleigh starts swerving around, and after about half a minute, it plummets out of the sky, with you on it. It violently impacts the ground, and you feel nothing.

 

The next day, an intriguing story is in the local media. "Mysterious crashed sleigh found in suburban county. Two fatalities. Investigations continue."

 

Game Story over. You should try again; the easiest way of doing this is refreshing the page.

                   

 

 

 

Option B:

        Use a knife to cut the sleigh's reins.

               

 

"This sleigh can't fly without Santa's precious reindeer...", you think. You grab a knife out of your pocket and start slashing the reins of the sleigh. Soon, the ropes are disconnected, and the reindeer fly onward as the sleigh falls through the air. Fortunately, the sleigh wasn't at a very high altitude when you did this, so when you impact the ground, you don't die. Santa's been knocked out, though...

 

Go to part 2 here.

               

 

         

 

Option B:

      Throw a (heavy) rock at Santa.

          

 

"I was the best tennis player on the school team! OK, maybe I wasn't the best. Hnn, fine, I wasn't even on the team to start with. In any case, my arms are strong", you think. You shout "Hey Santa, catch this!" as you pick up a rock (wait, how did a rock end up on your roof?) and throw it straight at Santa's noggin.

 

You score a perfect hit. Santa's been knocked out instantly. Now that you've knocked him out, you can continue with the second phase of your plan...

 

Go to part 2 here.

          

 

    

 

Option B:

Grab a tranquilizer rifle and wait for Santa.

    

 

"Hmm, a non-lethal weapon might be useful for this. Hey, a tranquilizer rifle!". You find a tranquilizer rifle sitting on the branch you're standing on. "How convenient! It's almost like the universe wants me to catch Santa!".

 

You wait for about half an hour before Santa gets close enough to accurately snipe. He lands on a nearby house, and as he gets out, you pull the trigger.

 

Bam. Right in the forehead. Santa goes limp and falls down. The issue now is how to retrieve him.

 

Option A:

Jump onto your neighbor's roof and drag him over.

     

 

"I think I can make that jump from here", you mutter to yourself. After taking a swig of soda, you jump with all your strength and hope for the best.

 

It looks like your jumping skills were exceptional, as you land on your neighbor's roof. Unfortunately, your landing skills were not exceptional. You get slammed face-first into the thin metal roof. To add insult to injury, when we say the roof is thin, it's thin. You go straight through it and directly into your neighbor's bedroom. He calls the police...

 

Game Story over. To restart, you can refresh the page.

     

 

 

Option B:

Attract him over with a magnet made of cookies and milk (wait, what?)

     

 

"Santa loves cookies and milk. Which means he's attracted to them. Which means if I make a magnet out of cookies and milk, it'll pull him over, no? Gee, I should become an engineer someday."

 

You go over to your kitchen and collect some cookies and milk. Then, you put them in a bowl and start mixing them together until you get some unfathomable mess. "Let's shape this into a magnet." After 5 minutes or so, you are done with your creation.

 

You head back to the cedar tree. "I hope this works". The magnet slowly but surely starts pulling Santa over. You place him on your lawn, and jump down the tree. The first part of your plan is complete.

 

Go to part 2 here.

     

 

    

 

Edited by Thekillerpenguin
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Part 2:
 
You've finally captured Santa. That wasn't too hard, was it? You'd generally expect a mythical Christmas entity to be tougher than that. Ah well, Santa probably was a bit sluggish from all the milk and cookies. That guy really needs to exercise more.
 
After chaining him up in a basement, you need to get information from Santa. What information, you ask? Well, his giant bag of presents is magically enchanted. You need to say a special word for it to open. The final part of your plan is to make him cough it up.
 
You take a bucket of ice cold water and splash it onto Santa's face. "Ho ho ho!", he exclaims. "What are you doing here, child? You plan on stealing my presents? You'll be disappointed. I've magically enchanted it. You won't be able to open it."
 
"That I know", you reply. "By the end of tonight, I'll have the presents one way or another."
 
Option A:
Demolish Santa's sled in front of him.


"Hey, Santa, you like your sled, don't you? It's a mighty fine vehicle. Wouldn't it be a shame if someone were to damage it?"
 
"You wouldn't dare...", Santa replies.
 
You proceed to drag Santa's sled into your basement. Then, after grabbing a sledgehammer, you start slowly whacking it into bits.
 
"NO! MY SLED! YOU'RE ON THE NAUGHTY LIST NOW!!"
"If you want to keep the rest of the sled safe, then you'd better tell me the password to your bag of presents."
"No way!"
"Alright then. You've made your choice."
After smashing the sled into tiny pieces, you proceed to make a campfire fueled by the scrap (that's really dangerous to do in a basement, why are you doing this?!) and roast marshmallows over it.
 
"Want to save the rest of your prized possessions? Tell me the password."
"I'm not going to give in to threats like this. You continue this, and I'll drop burning coal in your chimney for years to come!"
 
Option A:
Threaten to sell off his reindeer.

   

 

"Hey, those flying reindeer seem awfully precious to you. I happen to know a guy who researches unusual animals. He'd be glad to get his hands on some of them."

"You just go ahead and try.... you're not going to succeed, I tell ya."

You walk outside and search for the reindeer. It never occurred to you to secure them while you took the sled inside, so they've gone off somewhere. After hours of searching, you give up and return to your house.

 

Santa's not there. Puzzled, you remember that he disappears once the morning of the 25th comes. You've just lost a once-in a lifetime opportunity to get your hands on a lot of presents. When Santa comes back next year, he's not going to be happy...

 

Story over. You can reload the page to try again.

   

 

 

Option B:

Threaten to sell off his hat.

   

 

"Hehe, no other article of personal clothing describes Christmas like a Santa hat does. They're in high demand. I bet a lot of people would love to buy the original...

"No! Wait! I'll let you keep the rest of this year's presents! Just don't touch my hat!"

"Excellent choice, my friend. Simply tell me the password and I'll let you go."

"The password is candy cane! Now let me go!"

 

You grab Santa's bag of presents. You shout "Candy Cane!". It opens, revealing heaps of presents within. More presents than the bag could logically fit. Does this thing warp space and time? Ah well, best not to think about it.

 

You untie Santa and show him the door. He stumbles outside, glances around, and disappears into the night. You stare into the starry sky, wondering what you will now do with your pile of presents.

 

Congrats, you won!

 

there's nothing more here

 

seriously, I have nothing else written in the story after this

 

why are you still reading this

 

there is no point in reading this

 

are you that bored

 

now shoo

 

   

 

 

 


 
Option B:
Eat milk and cookies in front of him.

 


Mmm, you sure do love milk and cookies. Santa does too. You run over to the kitchen and fetch a bag of freshly-baked cookies and a glass of warm milk. When you return, you start eating. "Mmmm, this stuff is great... the cookies are so chewy, soft, just enough chocolate, not too sweet.. the milk is so creamy and warm.....man, this is just perfect for winter nights.." (have you started drooling yet?)

"Stop it!", he shouts. "That's quite enough!"

You continue eating the milk and cookies regardless. After a few minutes, Santa's already drooling and twitching. Perhaps he's going to be more agreeable now. You have a few options from here.
 
Option A:
Cover Santa's feet in snow.

   

 

Nobody likes getting their foot stuck in a pile of snow. Even more so if you're not wearing shoes.

"Santa, I'll give you one last chance to tell me the password. If you don't, I'll rip off your boots and encase your feet in ice. How does that sound?"

"Ho ho ho, that's not going to work. I'm not saying anything."

"You'll regret that decision. Don't say I didn't warn you."

 

With great effort, you take off Santa's boots from his feet. You then proceed to go outside and get some snow. It then occurs to you that you didn't take anything along to collect the snow with. The shovels are all locked up in a shed (your parents have the key), and the pots and pans in the kitchen would make too much noise if you tried to pick them up. You resort to picking up snow by hand and bringing them into the basement, but it ends up taking forever. After the millionth time, you walk in and notice that he's disappeared. You look outside, and it's sunrise. A chilly "Ho ho ho!" resonates around the town as you realize that you've taken too much time.

 

Story over. You can reload the page.

   

 

 

Option B:

Make Santa drink soymilk and eat gluten-free oatmeal prune cookies (gasp!).

   

 

Your mom recently purchased a large bag of gluten-free oatmeal prune cookies and a big carton of soymilk. Now, this stuff is fine for health conscious people, with the no lactose or gluten or whatever, but you're not a health conscious person. She was going to use this to replace your precious milk and cookies this year, but you went ahead and bought the normal stuff anyway. It seems like those foul-tasting snacks are going to come in handy now.

 

"You know, I've made a decision. I saw you suffer as I was eating my milk and cookies, and I've decided to be nice! You'll get milk and cookies of your own."

"What? Why this change of heart?", he questions.

"You'll see."

 

You run over to your kitchen (how have your parents not heard you by now?!) and fetch the "cookies" and "milk". You then go to the basement and start force feeding this stuff to Santa. Now, you're very barely OK with these (at least you can stomach them), but Santa is NOT OK with these things.

"SPARE ME THIS MOCKERY OF JUSTICE! You can capture me and chain me up, but you CANNOT feed me these shallow imitations of my favorite foods! Stop this!"

"Ah, but I'll only stop this if you tell me the password. I highly advise you do so now."

"Fine, fine! Anything to stop this. The password is candy cane!"

 

You take the bag and shout "Candy cane!" at it. It opens, revealing giant stacks of presents within it. How do they fit in the bag? The world will never know.

 

You then release Santa. He walks out into the cold night and disappears suddenly. You hear a final "Ho ho ho!" as the sun starts to rise.

 

Congrats, you won!

 

there's nothing more here

 

seriously, I have nothing else written in the story after this

 

why are you still reading this

 

there is no point in reading this

 

are you that bored

 

now shoo

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


If you had fun "playing" this, you can do it again. Try out different options. I hope you enjoyed this!

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You're one of my favorite reporters along with Kevred and Hogree and Raphael2 and Remaine. ( maybe kirby2008)

Keep it up!

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Ah...reminds me of  those 'choose your own ending' stories I used to read back when I was a kid...

It's really creative and nice to see some change in stories, it was a fun read.  

I remember those. I love when santa is like "What do we have Here?" and he hits your fingers with a hammer.

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