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[–] Grifter42 [S] 0 points 1 point (+1|-0) ago 

You roll a natural twenty. You are Father, and are out for a walk, while your recorded sermon plays overhead on the P.A system.

You pop an amphetamine pill, and a barbiturate, and remember that you had a speech to give at the Pavilon. You check the chambers of your gun, a .357 Magnum. You remember about the traitorous devils who tried to take your children and run in the night.

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[–] Whitworth 0 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago 

I holster the pistol and proceed to pavilion to deliver the speech. Pop another amphetamine for good luck.

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[–] Grifter42 [S] ago 

You roll a sixteen, and the amphetamine adds a four to your speech skill.

"My Children... My People! MY BROTHERS, AND MY SISTERS! WE HAVE COME SO FAR, TO BE WHERE WE ARE NOW! When I think of where we came from, with the DEGENERATES, AND THE LIARS, AND THE BLASPHEMERS, I am sick to my stomach! I have brought you all here to deliver you from the evils of society!" The crowd cheers.

"In one week, maybe less, the US government will send a spy, disguised as a congressman. He will be CIA! He'll be a scout, sent to bring back information to the mercenaries and assassins who will DESTROY US! They'll kill our men and torture our women, children, and elderly!"

"What should we do, Father?!" The crowd chants with mad fervor.