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The scene is this:
You are in front of your computer emailing a mate. The 3 minute warning goes off and you have 3 minutes - 180 seconds - to write your message.
Time yourself, and dont cheat because otherwise it's pointless.
Strictly limit yourself to 3 minutes exactly, when that 3 minutes is up, stop writing even if it's mid sentence.
You were writing to your mate to express your fears at the escalating conflict around the world.
3 minutes exactly.
Go
~~Belldandy~~
No mobiles, no safe havens, no special underground bunkers.
I just wanted to see what people would write.
Nothing else is important.
Remember that when I needed you, you were there, even now when I think of you, I smile.
No regrets, life's too short.
> Forget writing anything, I'd use the 3 minutes to find the safest
> place possible because if it's not a direct hit - and this town has
> stuff all of value - there is a damn good chance of survival.
>
> ~~Belldandy~~
Yeah it'd be great fun eating radioactive food, whilst fighting giant cockraoches and mutant rats. Actually that might be quite entertaining. A bit like eating a Big Mac on a tube train at rush hour.
> cockraoches and mutant rats.
Don't mention this to Unbeliever
*swivels on chair*
HEY!
> The sagacious one wrote:
>
> cockraoches and mutant rats.
>
> Don't mention this to Unbeliever
Too late scumbags. That's why I'd rather die in a post-nuclear environment. I dread to think about the field day the rats would have.
And they DO exist. You know what type I'm talking about - big black ones, the size of cats, with razor sharp yellow teeth and red eyes dripping with malice.
OK, I failed miserably...