Find Adolph Hitler and kill the shit out of that motherfucker!

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You appear in a large room. Luckily your time machine has a mechanism that doesn't only direct you specific places in time, but can also track individuals. It was an expensive R&D project and fairly time consuming, but you knew in this type of scenario it would be invaluable.  
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You appear in a large room. Luckily your time machine has a mechanism that doesn't only direct you to specific places in time, but it can also track individuals. It was an expensive R&D project, and fairly time consuming, but you knew in this type of scenario it would be invaluable.  
Hitler stands in front of a podium. He's screaming at some hugo boss wearing sons of bitches about some nonsense you can't understand. Apparently, you should studied languages other than programming.   
Hitler stands in front of a podium. He's screaming at some hugo boss wearing sons of bitches about some nonsense you can't understand. Apparently, you should studied languages other than programming.   
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You're the only guy in the room with a lab coat, but luckily you're in a corner and no one has seen you, because they're too preoccupied listen to the loud halfwit with the Chaplin moustache.  
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You're the only guy in the room with a lab coat, but luckily you're in the corner and no one has seen you, because they're too preoccupied listening to the loud halfwit with the Chaplin moustache.  
*[[Charge the podium and beat him to death.]]
*[[Charge the podium and beat him to death.]]

Revision as of 06:31, 26 November 2012

You appear in a large room. Luckily your time machine has a mechanism that doesn't only direct you to specific places in time, but it can also track individuals. It was an expensive R&D project, and fairly time consuming, but you knew in this type of scenario it would be invaluable.

Hitler stands in front of a podium. He's screaming at some hugo boss wearing sons of bitches about some nonsense you can't understand. Apparently, you should studied languages other than programming.

You're the only guy in the room with a lab coat, but luckily you're in the corner and no one has seen you, because they're too preoccupied listening to the loud halfwit with the Chaplin moustache.

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