You've woken up

And you're tied to a bed. You're mind is pretty foggy at the moment and you have no idea what's going on. Now would be a good time to rub the sleep out of your eyes, you reach for your face. Ow, that was your wrists - wait, what the hell? You realized you're bound to the bed by your wrists. Now, you're completely awake.

You're also completely nude.

❝W h a t will you do?❞

♐ Observe the room
♐ Observe your situation
♐ Go back to sleep​

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Seems to me I know exactly how this came about.

 

Still sleepy, going to sleep.

 

See your surroundings. You never know if there's a way to escape, or even see where you might be.

 

Observe the room.

The situation seems pretty straightforward.

 

⇒ Observe the room​

You look around slowly, still a little . . . taken aback that you're completely naked. Everything around you seems normal enough, there's a vanity set across the way, a nightstand next to you with a few things on it such as a bottle of pills, what looks like a folded up knife, and a cupcake. Man, that cupcake looks good, it's a little bit big, you note to yourself, but more to eat once you get out of this issue. You can't really remember anything that happened last night, so you have a sneaking suspicion that maybe the pills had something to do with it.

In the corner of the room, you spot a chair with folded up clothes, perhaps they're yours? Anything to cover you up would be nice at this point. There's a window and it seems to be dawning in just a few minutes, so you think that maybe you've been here overnight. Man, you really hope that you didn't get yourself into anything too sticky. Diagonal from you is a door.

Oh, you just remembered, you're quite flexible, just not extremely.

❝W h a t will you do?❞​

♐ Try to get the knife
♐ Try to get the cupcake
♐ Observe outside the window​

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Try to get the knife.

Cut the binds that restrain you! :yelling:

 

I wanna look outside.

 

I'd say go for the knife. You can always do the other two options after you're freed.

 

⇒ Try to get the knife​

Alright, you think to yourself, this is going to be a bit awkward . . . You scoot back so that your back is completely touching the bed board and you're practically right next to the nightstand. Trying not to strain your left wrist too much, you slowly and carefully twist your body to the rig-haiiiii-ouch. Any kind of movement against your bonds hurts like hell. Your left wrist will be faulty for the next three turns. Your left hand is now useless.

It's a good thing you're not restrained by your legs or ankles. You bend up your right knee so that it's pretty much right next to your head. Okay, you're going to try twisting just once more. Slowly now . . . Holy crap, it seriously hurts, this is ridiculous - but luckily, you twist just enough (ow, ow, ow) to have your foot reach the folded-up knife. Carefully, before you drop the damn thing, you pluck it up in between your toes and bring it back to the bed where it now lays in front of you. Time to get out of these restraints.

Still completely naked, you use both of your feet to get the knife open, which proves to be no easy task. You hear a click and your face lights up, you quickly look at the knife and - wait a moment. That's not a knife - it's . . . well, you don't know what it is, but it seems to have some sort of timer on it. This time, you hear a beep - you just started the timer. The small but blaring red numbers show one hour. One hour for what? Sighing, you slump your head against the bed board. Damn trick-knife.

❝W h a t will you do?❞

♐ Try to get the cupcake
♐ Observe outside the window​

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My naked ass wants that cupcake.

 

> Stand up and walk out the room, with the bed attached to you.

I'm Vivi's Fucking Dark Side, no bed stops me.

 

Cupcake!!!!!!!

 

Goodness, the lot of you are going to get us killed.

 

Use the cupcake to pleasure yourself. You are naked, and as the saying goes "When in Rome..."

 

Get the cupcake.


You never know. There might be a gun concealed or something.

 

⇒ Try to get the cupcake​

55:00 remains​

Since getting the 'knife' pretty much just set you on Death's door, you decide you should have one last meal - that very delicious-looking cupcake. So you go through the same process you did trying to get what is now the cause of your death, only this time you use both of your feet and it takes twice as long, since you don't want to crush the delicious sweet. You're just about to put it on the bed when - aw, crap. You crushed it. Dammit . . . Wait, whats this . . . ?

Something was inside the cupcake, it's . . . it's . . . a knife! A real one this time! Dear lord, you could almost jump for joy, but you're already naked, you're trying not to lose anymore of your dignity here. Taking a very deep and calming breath, you clench up the knife between your toes very carefully and bend your whole body so that your head is in a place that's less than . . . desired, but drastic times call for drastic measures. Very patiently, you take the knife from the cupcake and begin sawing at the rope on your right wrist. Almost there . . . just a little more . . . and . . . You got it!

Before you waste anymore time, you grab the knife with your now-free right hand and saw at your left rope carefully, as not to further damage your left wrist and just a few moments, you're completely free of your bonds!

❝W h a t will you do?❞

♐ Leave the room
♐ Retrieve clothes in the corner
♐ Eat the remains of the cupcake​

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Obviously.

 

What kind of person would willingly put on pants? Use the remains of the cupcake to pleasure yourself.

 

Leave the room. I feel like the clothing will have some kind of tracking device planted.