This is a test drive for The Last Resort. You can use one of the handy prompts or make up your own.
Prompts
Prompt #1
You're about to leave Pugsy's bar, and you pull out your wallet to pay the tab. It runs away.
Oops.
The wallet was a prop and now you're stuck with a bill you can't pay. Pugsy is irritated, though, with some patrons ripping off tonight so he doesn't really want to just "put it on your tab". Someone else is going to have to cover it for you. Hopefully there's a freind or a potential friend around.
Prompt #2
You got stuck out at night, and you can't make it back to Blackstaff in time. Or you couldn't get the teleporters to lock on to you at your exploration point and you have to wait for a retrieval team. Whatever has happened, you're now stuck up a tree with six terrible little frowning green faces staring up at you as creepers toddle around the tree silently.
Have you called for help and have a rescuer coming? Are you planning an escape with your companion? Or are you passing the time and throwing fruit from the tree down at them.
Prompt #3
Optional. This can even be a potential 1st introductory post or network post asking questions about the setting.
[He can't always be relying on people lie the Doctor, after all! True, he's currently doing his best to make sure that he doesn't lose control of the defensive position he's gotten himself set up in while he waits for someone to find a more permanent way to deal with the current predicament but that's quite entirely besides the point.
(Namely, that sometimes better weaponry isn't available.)]
It's possible someone here might have more advanced weaponry [ie: the sort of stuff that makes the noises that Fry has demonstrated and that he's not about to repeat], but that doesn't entirely help if no of it's actively here at the moment.
[Here, in this case, being where he is.]
It was a question of other options there might be.
Ohhhh, I get it. [Him saying he gets it doesn't mean he actually has.] Maybe we've got triple A? Or whatever letters mean 'call to get picked up and towed away' here.
But then I guess they'd have to deal with the exploding guys. Or they could've gone to bed. Or gotten hungover...
[He's not really helping, is he?]
Iunno. Maybe the green things can get drunk too?
[Yeah, turns out strategy isn't really his thing.]
[They could have done many things, it's true. Right now, however, he's a little more focused on the not-getting-exploded part of things. Once all is said and done and the immediate danger is past, then he can worry about that sort of thing.]
Best not to try, I imagine.
[In fact, he rather suspects they'd be worse drunk. More destructive, and most likely less focused on a single target - something that could just as easily be a blessing as a curse.]
Yeah, I wouldn't wanna waste the alcohol on 'em, either.
[Tomayto, tomahto.]
Hey, wait, maybe there's a taxi that can pick people up out there. That'd be a lot better than getting exploded, right?
[He's pretty sure taxis don't go to the jungle, though. Especially not when they might get, well, kerploded a bit. He's also pretty sure this is almost exactly the same thing he just said, but he's a little slow on the uptake about it.]
Well, there should be. Hell, I could probably do it.
[Well... it's not quite what he'd meant, but if it keeps the whatever-they-ares from ending up drunk, that's good enough for him.]
It would be. On the other hand, so would most things.
[To say nothing of the fact that he hasn't actually seen the signs of any sort of wheeled vehicles where he is. Which is probably more a testament to the sort of thing he defaults to, assumption-wise, than any sort of indication that there aren't vehicles out here.]
I wouldn't dream of asking you to go out of your way.
[He'd be grateful to not be outside in an environment with hostile explosive aliens, but he can handle things. More or less.]
[Not without a certain amount of assistance, anyway, and he's fairly certain that the local terrain isn't going to prove terribly convenient to landing a helicopter even if there does happen one around somewhere.]
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[He can't always be relying on people lie the Doctor, after all! True, he's currently doing his best to make sure that he doesn't lose control of the defensive position he's gotten himself set up in while he waits for someone to find a more permanent way to deal with the current predicament but that's quite entirely besides the point.
(Namely, that sometimes better weaponry isn't available.)]
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Or blasters or other things that go [pshoooo kerpoww explosion noises etc, which stop when he starts coughing] Ow, jeez, never mind.
[Focus, Fry, focus.]
Sorry, what was the question?
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[Here, in this case, being where he is.]
It was a question of other options there might be.
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But then I guess they'd have to deal with the exploding guys. Or they could've gone to bed. Or gotten hungover...
[He's not really helping, is he?]
Iunno. Maybe the green things can get drunk too?
[Yeah, turns out strategy isn't really his thing.]
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Best not to try, I imagine.
[In fact, he rather suspects they'd be worse drunk. More destructive, and most likely less focused on a single target - something that could just as easily be a blessing as a curse.]
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[Tomayto, tomahto.]
Hey, wait, maybe there's a taxi that can pick people up out there. That'd be a lot better than getting exploded, right?
[He's pretty sure taxis don't go to the jungle, though. Especially not when they might get, well, kerploded a bit. He's also pretty sure this is almost exactly the same thing he just said, but he's a little slow on the uptake about it.]
Well, there should be. Hell, I could probably do it.
[Grumble.]
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It would be. On the other hand, so would most things.
[To say nothing of the fact that he hasn't actually seen the signs of any sort of wheeled vehicles where he is. Which is probably more a testament to the sort of thing he defaults to, assumption-wise, than any sort of indication that there aren't vehicles out here.]
I wouldn't dream of asking you to go out of your way.
[He'd be grateful to not be outside in an environment with hostile explosive aliens, but he can handle things. More or less.]
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[double shrug.] But yeah, unless you know somebody who can fly, that's all I got.
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[Not without a certain amount of assistance, anyway, and he's fairly certain that the local terrain isn't going to prove terribly convenient to landing a helicopter even if there does happen one around somewhere.]