CYOA - The Secrets of the Wild West

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The little Texan town seem like it came straight from a movie set- Dusty, full of horses, wooden buildings lining the dirt street... It was a tourist trap, you knew that, but a well built one. You usually didn't put any interest in them, but somehow, a billboard promising a true adventure in the wild west pulled you in... And there you were

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/too lazy to log out.

Just take a stroll down the main street.

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Just going down the street seemed like as good a place as any to start. There wasn't any point in committing yourself to one singular spot.

So- You went down the street. While the whole replica town continued to impress you, it wasn't anything really exciting. Maybe if you were a history buff you would have been more interested, but...for the average person, you can only see so many old timey style barbers before it gets old.

Then, you came upon a bank. Just as you reached the door, it was thrown open! A young lady with a black bandanna over the lower half of her face and bright blue hair in a ponytail rain out of the bank. In one hand she had a gun! In the other, a huge bag, absolutely stuff with money!

She glared at you, and shoved the bag into your hands.

"Come on! You join up with me on this an' you'll make enough to live like royalty!"

Do you...

[Throw the money back in her face.]
[Immediately agree.]
[Take the money back inside the back.]
[Run like hell.]

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[THROW IT BACK IN HER FACE.]

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No way! You disagreed with her proposal most heartily! So much so, you threw the bag of money back in her face.

The lady fell back on her ass, accidentally firing her gun in the process. A few shrieks came from inside the bank- They were definitely scared by that. And that bought the robber time. She scrambled to her feet, picked up the bag again...

And then proceeded to point her gun squarely in your face and cock it.

"Bad choice. Now, you can come along quietly, or I'll shoot you."

Do you...

[Go along quietly, as suggested.]
[Tell her to shoot you.]
[Dive into the bank.]
[Scream for help at the top of your lungs.]

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[...Scream for help.]

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The robber scowled at once.

"Idiot-! I warned you!"

Bang.

[You are dead. She did give you fair warning...]

[Would you like to try again?]

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Yus ;^;

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[You may continue at you last choice set or start over completely!]

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[Dive into the bank!]

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The robber watched as you dove into the bank. She didn't follow, instead choosing to make her own getaway.

You, however, run headfirst into a young man and knock him down.

"Oof!" He sprawled across the floor on his back, glasses now askew and suit disheveled, and his brown hair even messier than it was.

After a moment, he collected himself enough to get a look at you.

"Y-you-! Are you with her?!"

He was obviously referring to the robber. Do you...

[Deny it profusely.]
[Confirm his suspicions.]
[Tell him the sheriff sent you.]
[Tell him you need to make a withdrawal.]

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[Deny it a thousand ways from Sunday.]

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Oh no, this was a big mistake! As you began to list all the ways you were not in fact associated with the robber, the young man picked himself up off the floor and managed to straighten his suit a little.

You barely had it to one dozen reasons, let alone a thousand, before he held up a hand to stop you.

"Alright, alright! Ya made your point, Miss. If ya came in while we're bein' robbed, I assume you have some kind of pressin' business to attend to."

Well...

[You came to check your safety deposit box.]
[The sheriff sent you.]
[You need a loan.]
[You're just a tourist.]

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[...Just a tourist.]

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"...A tourist?"

He didn't really seem to believe it. He looked you up and down quickly, as if sizing you and your appearance up.

"This place isn't very kind to tourists, Miss. It might be best that you get on your way home soon. Very soon."

Curious. Do you...

[Ask him why.]
[Tell him it's none of his beeswax.]
[Take his glasses.]
[Leave with an indignant huff.]

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[QUESTION THIS FACT.]

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Your query seemed to make him very nervous. He looked at the crowd of still very nervous bank patrons around you two, obviously paranoid.

"Well, it's just that... These frontier areas are very dangerous. It isn't safe for someone on their own to just...wander!"

Do you...

[Ask him what he's doing there then.]
[Say you can just use GPS and your car to leave any time you want.]
[Ask if there's more robbers around.]
[Ask where you are.]