... the pay phone rings. What do you do?
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Patryn of Elvenshae
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I probably wouldn't answer it.
But then, my mind working the way it does, I'd end up building a story whereby it was someone actually calling for help - I haven't decided what with, yet - but the pay phone was a single digit off of, say, their parents' number.
Then, because I didn't answer the phone, the movie would follow the entire chain of causality. The person would be killed (I having since decided that they were being held hostage) in a singularly bloody fashion, and it would make the national news.
The hostage's brother / sister would grow up harboring a grudge against the radical nationalist group that offed his sister, and would become a hard-bitten cop and / or special forces agent, always hoping, one day, to run into the men responsible.
A member of the radical nationalist group, having been present at the murder, would turn away from his former allies, sickened by the lengths to which they would go to achieve their political agenda. He'd turn state's evidence, or perhaps flee the country. At any event, he'd end up an informer, hunted by his former allies, and would, in time, work as a consultant to the police department in which the hostage's brother works.
They'd become friends, and in a climactic moment, the brother would realize that his friend is partially responsible for his sibling's death. After a vicious internal struggle, the cop would in turn murder his friend.
The final scene would be the person who initially passed up the phone call dying at a grand old age in a hospital bed, surrounded by loving family members and flowers.
But then, my mind working the way it does, I'd end up building a story whereby it was someone actually calling for help - I haven't decided what with, yet - but the pay phone was a single digit off of, say, their parents' number.
Then, because I didn't answer the phone, the movie would follow the entire chain of causality. The person would be killed (I having since decided that they were being held hostage) in a singularly bloody fashion, and it would make the national news.
The hostage's brother / sister would grow up harboring a grudge against the radical nationalist group that offed his sister, and would become a hard-bitten cop and / or special forces agent, always hoping, one day, to run into the men responsible.
A member of the radical nationalist group, having been present at the murder, would turn away from his former allies, sickened by the lengths to which they would go to achieve their political agenda. He'd turn state's evidence, or perhaps flee the country. At any event, he'd end up an informer, hunted by his former allies, and would, in time, work as a consultant to the police department in which the hostage's brother works.
They'd become friends, and in a climactic moment, the brother would realize that his friend is partially responsible for his sibling's death. After a vicious internal struggle, the cop would in turn murder his friend.
The final scene would be the person who initially passed up the phone call dying at a grand old age in a hospital bed, surrounded by loving family members and flowers.
DungeonmasterCal
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Last time I walked by a payphone as it rang it stopped just as I picked it up. Then it vomited out all the change in the box. Nearly 15 dollars in change! So yeah...I'd have answered it.
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DungeonmasterCal
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sniffles said:Eeeewwww!! A pay phone threw up on you?!!
Dig it...if anyone could vomit up 15 bux in change, it'd be worth washing it off and running away with it!
reveal
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DungeonmasterCal said:
That reminds me of that Simpsons episode where Barney grabbed a cup of quarters instead of a cup of beer and drank it. He started burping and quarters went everywhere. He kept doing it and someone said "Hey this guy's paying off!" and everyone was at his feet picking up quarters.
Dakkareth
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*twitches*
Anyway, I wouldn't answer. I hate making calls, I don't even answer the phone when it rings at home and noone else is there. Did I tell you I hate it?
But in fiction ... well, the answerer would be a student of mathematics at some reputable university and out of curiosity he or she would write down the string of numbers uttered by the mechanical voice on the other end. After a long string of adventures, involving lots of three-letter-agencies, conspiracies, clue-seeking and mathematical puzzles he or she'd end up preventing a large-scale disaster, failing at university and losing his stipendium.
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