A shocking Student story

(THEME WORD FALLING) The year is 20XX, in our timeline of events and environments You are a young student in the United States, during a time of both civil unrest and a generational feeling of great insecurity. Rescources of both human will and natural elements have reached a critical decline of insane proportions, inconveniently at the same time you are about to enter your freshman year of University. Many appealing promises of the institutions have vanished, as college becomes more of an obstacle than an opportunity to persue higher status in life. Those who fail to succeed at any college usually become starving, deprived husks, and even the successful tend to fair only marginally better. As your bus arrives at your newly assigned living quarters, a sense of futility and apprehensiveness fills the lobby you funnel into. The mood is radiating from your peers. (It would probably be wise to make a move, instead of waiting.) [[Make a witty joke about the pains of schooling]] [[Shove your way to the elevators]] [[I want to wait, goddammit]] [[Pull out your phone and try to contact your friends]]

Taking advantage of all that charisma you've built up throughout your life, you try to crack a joke. "(make joke here)" Everyone stares at you, leading to believe that you messed up somehow, but after a few seconds.... //OUTBREAKS OF LAUGHTER// People really enjoyed your joke, even the desk clerks in the room can hardly stifle your comedy. There's a lot of whooping and yelling, and a student next to you pats you on the back and motions towards the elevator. They even cleared a damn path for you! Whoa! As you step in, you see an array of buttons set before you, with numbers ascending to 6 avaliable. Reaching in your memory, you remember that you were assigned to floor 4, but your friends live on floor 5. Should you welcome them, or set up your goodies first? [[Visit your buddies]] [[Establish your room]]

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" Angry passerby yell at you as you forcebly push students and faculty out of the way towards the elevator. You aint some kinda pushover, no sireee! As you push forward, a shiny tool falls out of a students pocket. The security officers, alarmed swarm him, yelling, "GET ON THE GROUND! PUT YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!" Thanks to that convenient distraction, you are able to enter the elevator without fuss. I wonder what he was doing? Looking at the array of buttons before you, you pull out your information sheet and pick your room floor) [[Head to your dorm floor]]

(Well alrighty then, you really wanted the bad ending???) As you sit there, waiting for the line to pass by, you notice a shimmering flash of steel in the hands of one of the students about midway through the line. By the time you reach the middle of the line, you noticed he's toying with the control panel of the elevator. "Hey you! Stop right there!" You see one of the employees running the the panel, trying to drag him away, but just before he can, the student jams the screwdriver he was carrying right in the middle of the circuitboard of the elevator, crumpling it in half. After a brief spark, the elevator lights go out, trapping those inside the elevator with nothing but their screams. As he is apprehended, the student yells "Free yourselves! This college is nothing but an encampment to produce enslaved minds! Get out of here!" (He seems to be quite the nutter, as the college degree is still a relative sign of independent competence). However, you hear over the livespeaker, "THIS BUILDING HAS BEEN COMPRIMISED. ALL STUDENTS MUST REPORT TO THE MAIN OFFICE FOR IMMEDIATE SEARCHES AND POTENTIAL REASSIGNMENT". (A discontent chorus of sighs fills the room.) As you shuffle your way towards the office, you noticed a line has formed all the way to the parking lot, and you were sent to the back through all the scuffle. This is going to take a long time, isn't it. As you wait, you notice each student is processed about once every 2 hours. There are easily over 200 students in line. Say goodbye to your opportunity. THE END

"(Player), I have not seen you for a long time. Why dont we go partying?" After a lengthy conversation with your friends, you begin to fully grasp the options you have at the school. With that knowlege in mind, you think it's probably a good idea to either get to work, or maybe relax a bit. (Reflecting on what you have learned as a student and how you are feeling after the lengthy trip to the campus, you make a tough decision.) [[Leave the building and head out with your buds]] [[Head to the library to pick up stuff for your classes]]

Walking down the hall, you realized you forgot which room number your friends are in, cause you never asked. D'oh. However, you see a large sign that says "WELCOME FRESHMEN" written on it in bright colors. Inside, with a door propped open with a trash can, the sounds of students drinking and talking leak out of the room. However tempting it may be, however, your bags are still are on you, and it might be wise to unpack before you do any festivities. But do ya //haaaave// to? [[Enter the party room]] [[Establish your room]]

"Fourth Floor. Going Up." As you step off the elevator, you clutch the key to the room that you will be living in for the forseeable future. Standing in front of the door, you worry about what your roomates may be like. How will they react? How good are their habits? Will the room look like a flophouse? Well none of that mattered because the room was empty. Apart from some papers left by the mentors, there isn't much to ponder about. Inspecting the papers reveals an official initation, where they give you an ID card, and some helpful advice. Luckily, before anything happened, you managed to grab some free food left by the mentors before it was devoured by the hordes of students you hear behind you. An announment rings on the PA system. "ALL STUDENTS. PLEASE HEAD TO THE MAIN QUAD FOR DISCUSSION ON HOW TO COMPLY WITH SCHOOL REQUIREMENTS. IT IS IMPORTANT FOR YOUR FUTURE THAT YOU ATTEND." In your head, you think //There is a 99% chance that this meeting is an excuse to waste our time and begin a roll call// //Buuuut// it could be an important way to get your papers finished before school starts. Is it worth it? [[Head to the announcement area]] [[Screw the announcement, I'm staying here]]

You meet your buddies in the quad, and emotions are exchanged. After a long conversation on how your lives are going to turn out, one of them says "I have a car. Why do we head out someplace? I heard the //Insert basketball team here// are playing tonight. Another friend says "I'm hungry. How about lets check out that new Japanese restaurant that just opened up. After a series of votes, the decision comes down to you. [[Vote for the basketball game]] [[Vote for the restauraunt]]

Visiting the library, it seems clear that its pretty empty due to classes not starting in a few weeks. You notice a few signs, pointing to the textbook aisle, club sign-ups, and announcing a meeting to help incoming students. They all look appealing in their own way, but looking at your watch, you don't have enough time for every event. (Whats a good pick) [[Buy some textbooks]] [[Head to the club sign-up area]] [[Check out the meeting]]

Leaving the bags outside the entrance, you push open the door. Stumbling into the room, you see a bunch of mellowed out, relaxed students loafing all over the furnature. You hear the blasting of a Smash Bros. tourney in the background, and see red plastic cups littered everywhere, and a bunch of booze stacked on the dining table. Checking out the rest of the house reveals several of your friends drinking and playing Smash together, having a good time, with a small bunch of students gathering around them. You also see a bunch of completely wasted people all over the couch, with a stressed out, wide-eyed dealer with a headband sitting in the middle, more sober than the rest. In silence, he holds his hands out, with a bunch of powder and a straw. You never have used drugs in the past but it could be a way to finally relax after all that time sitting in the damn bus. (What do you do?) [[Accept the offered drugs]] [[Decline the drugs and talk to your friends instead]]

"Fourth Floor. Going down." As you step off the elevator, you clutch the key to the room that you will be living in for the forseeable future. Standing in front of the door, you worry about what your roomates may be like. How will they react? How good are their habits? Will the room look like a flophouse? Well none of that mattered because the room was empty. Apart from some papers left by the mentors, there isn't much to ponder about. Inspecting the papers reveals an official initation, where they give you an ID card, and some helpful advice. As you look at the time, your stomach rumbles. It may not be possible to get food AND make it but who knows, its worth a try. (What do you decide?) [[Head to the cafeteria]] [[Make your way to the initiation]] [[Get some food, THEN make your way to the initiation]]

After consuming the strange looking powder from the shady party-goer you start to feel a little woozy, almost as if your senses are being drained. An allergic reaction, perhaps? Within a few minutes, the world seems to fade away into void, as the strength of the powder takes hold of your consciousness. You collapse into a writhing, drooling pile of flesh on the cold floor, overdosing from the substance. Your body is later found in a monthly cleanup by the janitor, haphazardly stuffed into a dorm closet. What a way to go. THE END (Bad Ending)

Shaking your head, you push the dealer's hands away and head towards the loud TV in the main living room. Just as you open the door, you hear the triumphant yell of a victor showboating his recent win, and a frustrated loser. When the moment seems right, you ask about joining in. "Hey, I'm a little rusty, but can I join in?" One of them hands you a slightly greasy controller, but hey, its not yours. As the rounds go by, you start winning matches, and making small talk about the past during the setup time. Seems like a good way to end off a seemingly boring day, no? With a smile, an armful of chip bags, and cheap beer streaming down your throat, you sink into the chair, content and happy about the future. THE END (Chill Ending)

Completely ignoring the initiation meeting, you decide that relaxation and food is more important than all those boring speeches. Chowing down on some good quality food, leagues better than the stuff at that damn high school, you feel content. After all, classes dont start yet, and you can always do that paperwork later, right? Stepping back into your room, you prop open your computer and begin searching for the paperwork, but it's not online. Looks like you have to drag yourself back to the main office. THE END (Lazy Ending II)

Despite the pains in your belly, you drag yourself to the initiation. You make it to the auditorium, before the lines, and settle yourself in a seat. The speech itself was pretty boring,but you did manage to scribble down some notes that made the day to day schedule slightly easier. No food was handed out, but you now have a shiny new ID and a map loaded on your phone. You then walk all the way to the cafeteria and settle for dinner. Well, you stuck to the system. It pained you to do it, but now its over. You are prepared to begin the year with all the paperwork done. THE END (Loyal Student Ending)

You make it to the auditorium, before the lines, and settle yourself in a seat. You break out a doughnut you saved for later, inside a baggie, and munch it down while you hear about expenses and scheduling. The speech itself was pretty boring,but you did manage to scribble down some notes that made the day to day schedule slightly easier. No food was handed out, but you now have a shiny new ID and a map loaded on your phone. After the meeting, you head over to the elevator that brings you up to the dorm room. You get a lot of scornful looks from the people you shoved away earlier. It seems that they didn't appreciate what you did this morning. Good luck making friends and establishing relationships with THAT bad first impression. THE END (Isolated Ending)

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND //BASKETBALL TEAM// WINS THE FIRST GAME OF THE SEASON!" Sitting in the bleachers munching on some snacks, your friends are hollering at the game as a blur of players move seamlessly across the stadium. "It's a really awesome way to get your blood pumping, right?" remarks one of your friends. After a long game, //BASKETBALL TEAM// triumphed over //BASKETBALL TEAM// 98 to 80. You and your friends, covered in adrenaline, retire to your rooms content. //Perhaps I should hang out with my friends more often// you think. //Maybe being social is worth the risks// You dedicate yourself to continuing to work on your friendships. THE END (Good Friends Ending)

You arrive at a relatively cheery restauraunt, with warm smiles and innovative dishes being served to customers. "See? I told you this place was worth coming to!" your friend boasts. You all take your seats, and order a lot of food to commemerate your reunion. "I'd like to order this, and this, and this, and this...." As the food is being cooked, yall chat up about the good old days, and how you could hangout during the off hours of your college classes. When the food is served, you all treat yourselves to the feast, savoring every bite of the delicious, well-made meal, feeling quite full afterwards. Stumbling into the car, one of your friends remarks, "I could go here every day, if I had the wallet size." After the amazing meal, you all retire to your seperate dorms. //Perhaps I should hang out with my friends more often// you think. //Maybe being social is worth the risks// You dedicate yourself to continuing to work on your friendships. THE END (Good Friends Ending)

Looking through the expansive aisle, you see all the textbooks that you need. Curiously, there are hardly any in stock for the classes that you picked. //Well, better to get them now rather than later,// you think. Grabbing the books, you check them out at the counter and bring them back o your dorm. Staring at the expansive pages, you learn more about the classes, and get prepared for the incoming midterms. By the time they come around, you almost ace them. At the end of the year, you complete all your classes with an A. You're a bookworm now, //Player// THE END (Bookworm Ending)

In the recreation area of the library, there are lots of clubs on offer. A few clubs catch your eye, regarding gaming, and discussions. They both look appealing in their own way, but its unknown what they may entail. What's worth your time? [[Sign up for the gaming club]] [[Sign up for the debate club]]

The meeting seems to be fairly straightforward, nothing you wouldn't have already known by researching the school. It talks about the boring paperwork that you have to fill out anyway by the end of the week, and stuff like that. But in the corner of your eye, you notice both an attractive application for a job, and a class offered that you never noticed before. You might have time for one of em. What'll it be? [[Learn about what the new class is about]] [[Apply for the job]]

As an avid player, you see it only fitting to participate in a club with tournaments and player conventions. If nothing else, you can at least get some experience to better your skills. Meeting up with some of the leaders, it seems straightforward in what happens. After the classes are done, members head to the club room to face off in practice matches. At the end of the month, they go to minor tourneys and play against amateur players. Those who progress well enough go onto higher tier tourneys, and maybe even the big leagues. //6 months later// After many hours of practice in //Insert Popular Competitive Game Here,// you manage to make your way onto the B league. The money from tourneys flows in every once and a while, but you focus on your classes for the future. Maybe after graduation, gaming could be a potential side career venture. //If nothing else, I had fun,// you think. //Perhaps this hobby can prove to be something greater.// THE END (Player Ending)

You always wanted to improve your charisma for the potential conflicts in both future relationships and at your workplace. Because of that, its probably a good idea to sign up for the debate club to get some informed opinions about the world around you in a different perspective, and a way to funnel your opinions and beliefs somewhere productive. After the first meeing, you begin to understand what techniques work in arguments. A better tone, a more gentle approach to debunking theories, trying to meet people halfway in important decisions. In the coming weeks, you make sure to test them out with both fellow students and friends. By the end of the year, you decide that with your conversational talent, it may be a good opportunity to become a psychiatrist. You spend the next few years persuing a medical degree at the school, and transfer to a more distinguished institution thanks to your high scores. After graduation, you consult students through loneliness, pain, and everyday struggles of highschool and the job market. It becomes a very sustainable career, and one that brings you a lot of joy and doing. It's your way of giving back to the world. THE END (Generous Ending)

Looking at the posters, it seems to advertise a crafts class of some sort, mentioning working with wood, metal, and melted plastics. Is it about art? A closer examination of the paper says that it definitely falls into the category of 3d art. Ehhh, back in high school that was never your thing but who knows, why not right? It even fits right into your schedule. //4 Months Later// You feel quite accomplished with your creations. From a metal/wood combination statue, to a plastic mold of a popular movie character, your skill has clearly shown in your work. Who knew you had a creative streak. THE END (Artist's Ending)

The job seems to be a low-level office job working for the school. It doesn't seem to interesting, but if nothing else, it pays the bills. You sign the paperwork and attend your first interview. A slam dunk experience, with a direct hire afterwards. Neat. //3 months later// After working for a bit of time, classes go by, teachers come and go, and students visit every once in a while. You know a lot more people now, and have access to some of the better parts of the campus. Plus, you got enough side cash to save up for a cheap apartment someday! Life is good. THE END (Hard Work Ending)

//huff, puff . . . WHEEZE// Despite your efforts, your legs simply muster up the speed to make it to the initiation. By the time you finished chowing down on your meal, you see that more than half of the time allotted for your travel is gone. Cursing yourself, you stumble into the initiation with no breath, and at an almost vomiting state. Arriving at the front entrance, you have to sit on the ground, due to a lack of seats avaliable. Most of the speech was already over, but at least you picked up all of the paperwork left on the front desk for your registration. It's gonna be a long night. THE END (Normal Ending)

Breaking out your laptop and phone, you set your desk up and relax. All this work can be done on the website anyway, right? Time flies by as you complete the routine tasks of dorm life, from unpacking to going to the cafeteria. While you missed the meeting, your overall life isnt affected. You just need to work more later right? //Nothing wrong with a little college procrastination,// you think. You pull a C+ in all your classes by the end of the year. Well, at least you passed. The END (Lazy Ending)