>"Hey user you're pretty cut-"
>DOOR KICKED DOWN
>BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BAN- BANGBANGBANGBANG
>CHAD SHOT IN THE LEG
>STACY TRIPPED FACEPLANTING
>BULLETS ZOOMING BY
>A HORDE Of STUDENTS RUSH TO THE BACK EXIT
What's you're game plan robot.
Finally, what I've always been waiting for!
>run in front of the gunfire
Take me, o sweet death...
Nice user, you rolled a 20, dodging all the bullets.
>hey user youre pretty cut
oy vey
I never get what i want...
>I offer Stacy my hand
>she accepts, lifting herself up
>slip the wedding ring on
>"It's too late, my dear. The contract is sealed."
The gunmen is still active user, you sure you wanna end your turn there?
Omae wa mo shindieru...
I take a 5-foot step behind Stacy.
>I go to tackle the gunmen
what did I roll?
He clearly rolled a 6...
This simulator sucks
>dying like a normie
No thanks, i'm taking this chance to kill the people i hate in the commotion and blame it on the shooter.
>use one action point to get to half cover
>go into overwatch
Ok, then what user.
Through sheer willpower you overpower the gunmen, but you got shot in the kidney
Charisma check failed, you get shot.
Ill use my turn to throw a chair at the shooter
I roll for odds to challenge the shooter to one on one katana fight
>Ok, then what user.
I get down and get one last sniff.
See you later, virgins.
You switch places with the shooter user, roll to dodge a chair.
Rolling
Original Kek
A seven, you see a chair, you realized there is no way to dodge it, your end came by a incel.
F
I summon my level 6 Elliot Rodgers as my guardian
A final reeee escapes my kissless lips, I slowly succumb to the embrace of sweet death, and fill my dippie full of poo poo pee pee one last time
wait until he shoots stacy so i can fuck her
DETROIT SMASH
RHF! R Run, H Hide, F Fight. Run, get away if you can, don't wait for people because this shit happens in under fifteen minutes, it's fuck or run. Hide, if you can't get away, go into a locked room, close the door, turn off the lights and silence your phone for Christ's sake. Fight, if you have to fight get something heavy and ambush the guy around a corner if you can, fight hard like your life depends on it because it does.
Get mad, you sons of bitches, get mad. You know what it takes to survive an active shooter? It takes brass balls to survive an active shooter.
Try my luck and kite the mother fucker and search for an opening to strike. If I die then whatever my life is meaningless but if I win the media will praise
me I'd get job/uni offers like a mother fucker and liberal 10/10's looking to get in on the attention bucks would virtue signal and hop on my dick in a heart beat.
Return fire with gas delayed goodness.
You wiff hard as fuck, but the shooter feels some pity and instead of shooting you he shoots Stacy
You rush at the shooter naruto style, swiftly dodging his bullets you slice his neck, the shooter bleeding to death grabs your shoulder, "I wish you luck user, the luck I never ha-" he bleeds out.
The campus police peper spray you in the confusion.
Getting pepper sprayed would be the least of his worries in that scenario.
I-Intimidation check passed, the campus police back off.
Ask if he has another gun
>Smirks
>Tosses you a "ASSAULT RIFE"
>"Heh, happy hunting user"
Based, I can survive without a kidney
Imagine taking a shit a school restroom for the first time and then you hear bullets firing
Roll to rush and then rape the shooter.
Reroll let's get this
I run to a classroom and lock the door. I crouch and hide inside a closet.
Hug stacy as i await the hail of bullets to rupture my back. at least i will die a hero.
actually fuck that. i hit the ground with the speed of a thousand Tards and start crawling to the nearest cover.
In the confusion you try to rape Who just ran into the closet, roll strength check
*jump trough windw*
*fall in chad*
*run with chad for our lifes*
fbi more like Fucking kill yourself
Strip naked and run full force at the gunman.
Make peace with the shooter and convince him to start over with me in the country side. We could build matching mud huts and live off of the land.
sexy quads my man
ahahahahah
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>Runs towards them begging for sweet release
>They relate to much to kill me and unload on more stacies instead
>tweak some dead stacies nipples
>Implying I am not the shooter.
>Hold up and admire my new priceless 300 year old chinese vase, still intact from the something-wang dynasty.
>Say that it is a "smashing" piece of history.
>It catches bullets, breaking.
>I'm internally devastated, but also in shock awe of the comedic value that was found in this moment of travesty.
I make finger guns and go "pew pew" at the shooter, in hopes that I have super powers that awaken in that moment and shoot laser beams at him instead of looking like a faggot
>What's you're game plan robot.
Shout at the gunman.
YEEEEESS YEEEESSSS TAKE ME NOW. SACRIFICE MY FLESH TO THE SUPREME INCEL GODS. FEED OUR CAUSE.