The Epic of Young Drip

''YOU ARE A RAPPER.'' Young Drip is your title. You've been a budding artist in the big city. You came out of nowhere, but knowledge of your bar-slinging has been spreading. You know you're going to make it big, you can feel it. However, like any other successful rap story, there will be battles along the way. It is time for your first battle. [[BREAKFAST]] [[MORNING JOG]]

You grab a bowl of cereal and sit down at your kitchen table. After two spoonfuls, you hear a faint buzzing. You look around and see a fly land on the wall. [[KILL FLY]] [[OPEN WINDOW]]

After throwing on a sweatband, you head out. It's as beautiful day. You wave to people you pass by but no one waves back. Of course, this will change when you become famous. You halt in your tracks. Construction is undergoing on your favorite sidewalk (😔). You could take a detour through the spooky dark alley. Or, you could ignore the construction sign and continue on your merry way. [[DARK ALLEY DETOUR]] [[FAVORITE SIDEWALK FROLIC]]

You slowly stand up and with the speed of lighting chuck your bowl at the fly. Upon impact, the bowl shatters. You quickly scramble to the bowl's remains and pick them apart to find it- the dead fly. You grab a marker and roll up your sleeve. You see nine tally-marks on your forearm. You complete your second set of tallies and roll your sleeve back down. Tenth this month. [[MOVING ON]]

From a young age, you've been taught to treat all creatures with respect. After all, when God sings with his creations, will a fly not be part of the choir? "Be free," you say as you open the window. The fly travels directly into a spider-web. You shut the window to avoid any more unfortunate encounters. [[MOVING ON]]

You audibly gulp and resume your jog down the dark alley. Despite it being 10 o'clock in the morning, the alley is very dimly lit. Without paying attention, you slam into a trash can. Trash spills everywhere. Being the respectable citizen you are, you quickly clean up the mess. Before returning to your house, you knock over three more trash cans. [[MOVING ON]]

You allow yourself to skip through the construction zone. Within five seconds of skipping, your shoes become covered in cement. Defeated, you sulk the rest of the way home, leaving a trail of cement in your wake. Construction workers give you dirty looks, but nothing hurts you more than your ruined footwear. [[MOVING ON]]

Suddenly, your phone starts playing your latest song, //A Sky Full of Drip//. You quickly pick it up. This could be a new record deal! "Young Drip speaking." "Uh... Is this William Dripley?'" "...This is he." "Great! Mr. Dripley, this is just a reminder about your jury duty later this afternoon." Well, that one totally slipped your mind. Good thing you didn't have anything else planned then. "Oh, yeah! I'll be there." "Great! Have a good one." [[ANYWAYS]]

Before you put your phone away, //A Sky Full of Drip// starts playing again. "Young Drip speaking." "Yo, Young Drip! It's Cool Quip." Cool Quip is your mentor. He's the one who got you in the rap game and as such has taught you everything you know. While Cool Quip himself has not released a single song, he is a firm believer in the saying "coaches don't play." [["Hey, man! It's been a while."]]

"Yeah, I know, just been real busy working on my next single." "You mean your first single?" "Still would be my next. Anyway, got some intel for you. There's a rap battle tonight and you'll wanna be there. Whoever wins that thing gets to spend a day with Sick Spitta in his studio." Sick Spitta is practically the most famous rapper of all time. You have fond memories of performing his raps at talent shows when you were in middle school. After all these years, Sick Spitta still holds up. He constantly goes out to scout new talents, and this event seems to be one of them. [["Sign me up!"]]

"Alright. I'll text you the directions. See you then." You're estatic. A chance to meet Sick Spitta? A chance to get your name out there? This is too good to be true! Nothing can possibly get in the way of your dreams! Especially nothing planned this afternoon! [[OH, YEAH. JURY DUTY]] [[YEP! TONIGHT'S GONNA BE GREAT!]]

You sink to your knees and shake your fists in the air. After some tears are shed, you come to the conclusion that you must do everything in your power to finish jury duty as soon as possible. [[LATER THAT AFTERNOON]]

You recall you have [[jury duty|OH, YEAH. JURY DUTY]].

''YOU ARE IN COURT.'' "All rise." You stand. Everyone else around you seems like they'd rather be anywhere but there. You empathize with them on a spiritual level. "The Honorable Judge Geralds presiding," the bailiff continues. The judge walks in and waves. "Good afternoon, everyone. I hope that this is to be a swift yet orderly trial, however, my experience informs me that this will not. Swift, that is." [[GROAN]]

"However, if any of the potential jurors will be unable to attend this trial for any excuse, advise me now and I shall consider your leave." Someone raises her hand to your left. Judge Geralds points at her. "I left my oven on." "You are free to go." Wow. That actually worked? Okay, you must have some excuse to use. If an active oven is all that it takes, surely your excuse doesn't even have to be super well thought-out. [["Rock-Paper-Scissors tournament."]]

"Um... What?" Judge Geralds questions. "Yeah, uh, a Rock-Paper-Scissors tournament." "No, I heard you. I just need some clarification." "I have a Rock-Paper-Scissors tournament that's been scheduled for a couple months now. I've attended every biannual tournament and have reigned champion for the last seven years. I cannot afford to lose my streak. My family will disown me." Judge Geralds stares blankly at you. "Prove it." "Huh?" Judge Geralds raises a fist. "If you win, I will allow your absence." He shakes his fist once. Twice. Three times... [[ROCK]] [[PAPER]] [[SCISSORS]]

Judge Geralds throws scissors. He wins. [[NOT LETTING THIS SLIDE]]

Judge Geralds throws rock. He wins. [[NOT LETTING THIS SLIDE]]

Judge Geralds throws paper. He wins. [[NOT LETTING THIS SLIDE]]

"Well, well. Looks like you are not the champion you claim to be," Judge Geralds says. "You know what?" you start, "Rap battle. Right here, right now." A collective gasp is heard in the courtroom. The judge snickers. "Confidence shines within you despite your loss. Very well. I was quite the rapper in my heyday. Best me in this bout and in addition to letting you go, I will regrant you your title of Rock-Paper-Scissors champion." "Well, that last part isn't really that necessary but-" "HOWEVER!" "🤐" "If I am proclaimed the winner, you must serve twelve years of community service for interupting the court of law." "What!?!? You can't do that!" "I'm the judge. What I say, quite literally, goes. But enough talk, bailiff, give us a beat!" [[YOUNG DRIP VS JUDGE GERALDS]]

(set: $barBar to 0)\ (set: $bar0 to "|___|")\ (set: $bar1 to "|=__|")\ (set: $bar2 to "|==_|")\ (set: $bar3 to "|MAX|")\ (set: $currBar to $bar0)\ //A Sky Full of Drip// plays from your phone. You hastily pick it up. "Hey, it's not a good time-" "Young Drip! It's Cool Quip! I sense a disturbance in the verse-verse, and I'm here to help." "You know, I appreciate it but-" "Look, right here:" $bar0 "What did you just text me? Is that a field goal?" "No! It's your ''Bar Bar''! More specifically it's a ''bar'' that keeps track of your ''bars''!" [[OKAY...]]

"'$lastLine'"? Damnnnn you gotta save that for the judge!" "Comes easy for a guy like me." "Love the atitude. But one last thing- imagine your rival has a Bar Bar of their own. It really boils down to who can get theirs filled first." "Gotcha." "Look, you know what you're doing. I'm gonna leave you to it." "Rad. See ya, Cool Quip." You hang up. (link: "-CLICK HERE BEFORE CONTINUING-")[(open-url: 'https://youtu.be/MqH2Zd7Z8K4')] [[LET'S SERVE SOME JUSTICE]]

''YOUNG DRIP VS JUDGE GERALDS'' (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar The bailiff finishes seting up a large speaker. Hip-hop music blasts from the device. Judge Geralds crosses his arms. "Let's see what you got." You wipe your sweaty palms on your pants, clear your throat, and say: "When I got called for jury duty, I was filled with..." [[DESOLATION]] [[DELIGHT]]

example (if: $score >= 90)[ You got an A!](else-if: $score >= 80)[ You got a B!](else-if: $score >= 70)[ You got a C.](else-if: $score >= 60)[ You got a D :(](else:)[ You failed.] view bar / +0 (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar +1 (set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar input (input: bind $lastLine, "") handshake powerups (set: $handshake to "") - spider - bat - super

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar "When I got called for jury duty, I was filled with desolation. Thought about ditchin' with a last-minute vacation." Light applause echoes through the courtroom. [["Alright, alright," says Judge Geralds.]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar "When I got called for jury duty, I was filled with desolation. Knew I had to spit so you'd feel my frustration." Light applause echoes through the courtroom. [["Alright, alright," says Judge Geralds.]]

(if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar Before Judge Geralds can retort, //A Sky Full of Drip// occurs. "What now?" you say. "Cool Quip, again. I should mention that when picking bars, make sure you choose ones that match the situation. For instance, you're going against a judge, so maybe make some bars based around law? That'll get the crowd rolling for sure." [["Please stop calling me."]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar "When I got called for jury duty, I was filled with delight. Couldn't wait to put you into this plight." Light applause echoes through the courtroom. [["Alright, alright," says Judge Geralds.]]

(if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar You hang up. "Anyways..." Judge Geralds starts, "In the realm of guilty and not, you exert a certain aura. I shall take my time with this roast, I must stop and smell the flora." The crowd appreciates the judge's lines. Applause is heard. You get ready for some fire. "When the music starts playing, I can't resist the urge to..." [[DANCE]] [[SPIT]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar "When the music starts playing, I can't resist the urge to dance. Unlike any of my bars, there is no fire to my pants." "Yoooo"s are heard around the room. [["Order, order!" Judge Geralds says.]]

(if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar Judge Geralds sets down his gavel. "Admist the wane of this trial, I have come to realize, not a thing could be done to influence my demise." Hoots and hollers are heard. You prepare yourself. "Justice may be blind, but I think that it's plain to see..." [["Nothing can match my skills of chicanery!"]] [["I really like the Beatles' Ob-La-Di!"]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar "When the music starts playing, I can't resist the urge to spit. All this judgin' has given you wrinkles, I'd hate to admit." "Yoooo"s are heard around the room. [["Order, order!" Judge Geralds says.]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar "When the music starts playing, I can't resist the urge to spit. After I'm done with your trial, you'll surely want to quit." "Yoooo"s are heard around the room. [["Order, order!" Judge Geralds says.]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar The jury erputs in cheers. "Not the //Better Call Saul// reference!" (if: $barBar is 3)[[[HELL YEAH|HELL YEAH]]](else:)[[[HELL YEAH|RAP LOSS 1]]]

Judge Geralds crumples to his knees. "Have mercy on my tortured soul!" (input: bind $lastLine, "") [[NO SURRENDER]]

The jurors absolutely lose it. "'$lastLine'! '$lastLine'!" "I can't believe he ended with '$lastLine'!" "'$lastLine' lmaooo!" Judge Geralds rubs his temples. You see a tear drip down his face. "Get... Get out of my court..." [[HAPPILY]]

''-STOP MUSIC BEFORE CONTINUING-'' ''YOU ARE OUTSIDE COURT'' Upon leaving the building, you spot a limo. A window rolls down. "Young Drip?" "Present." The driver exits the limo and opens one of its doors for you. "This is sick!" You sit down and see Cool Quip sitting across from you. "How's it goin'?" he asks as he goes in for a handshake. [[BONE CRUSHER SHAKE]] [[WET FISH SHAKE]] [[EMPATHETIC SHAKE]]

//"While this grip may be okay between two alpha males, in most circumstances it is too hard and holds for too long." -Gulf Business// "Ow! OW!" Cool Quip says as he hasitily pulls away. "You need to chill out, man!" [[SORRY]] [[NOT SORRY]]

//"This is (also) known as the limp lettuce handshake. If you’re on the receiving end, take control by adjusting this handshake and giving two firm shakes." -Gulf Business// "Man, that was weak!" Cool Quip pulls away. "What kind of handshake was that?" [[WET FISH]] [[LIMP LETTUCE|WET FISH]]

//"This type of handshake involves a brush of the forearm with the left hand for no longer than three to four seconds. Those who use this type of handshake will have an 80 per cent chance of getting on well with the other person. Be warned though – touching for longer than five seconds invades the other person’s personal space." -Gulf Business// "Wow, I'm glad we held that handshake for less than five seconds." Cool Quip says as he pulls away. [[JUST WANT TO SHOW MY SUPPORT]] [[ANYTHING FOR A FRIEND|JUST WANT TO SHOW MY SUPPORT]]

"Yeah, my bad. Got a little excited there." "So? We all gotta know our strengths. Let me let you in on something my uncle told me on his death bed: 'with great power comes great responsibility.'" "Damn, man. That's wise." "Yeah, and I've been living by that ever since. Did I also mention that I was bit by a ''radioactive spider''?" "No. And I fail to see any relevance between those two instances." "Hmm... Okay. Let's just say if you run into any trouble... I'll //swing// on by." (set: $handshake to "spider") [[SPIDER QUIP UNLOCKED|ARRIVED]]

"Grow up, man." "Come on, dude. We all gotta know our strengths. Let me let you in on something my uncle told me on his death bed: 'with great power comes great responsibility.'" "Damn, man. That's wise." "Yeah, and I've been living by that ever since. Did I also mention that I was bit by a ''radioactive spider''?" "No. And I fail to see any relevance between those two instances." "Hmm... Okay. Let's just say if you run into any trouble... I'll //swing// on by." (set: $handshake to "spider") [[SPIDER QUIP UNLOCKED|ARRIVED]]

"Bro, the name is somehow weaker than the shake itself! But hey, sometimes we need a seemingly weak front to hide who we truly are on the inside." "Are you saying that I'm a bad person?" "No, no! You could be hiding something good within, perhaps unrecognized detective skills, secret billionare funding, or even the desire to adventure out on ''dark nights''." "I'm pretty sure all nights are dark." "Not all nights inherited their late parents funds." Cool Quip smirks. (set: $handshake to "bat") [[BAT QUIP UNLOCKED|ARRIVED]]

"I'm glad we're on the same page. I don't know if I ever mentioned, but it pains me to see anyone who is struggling, because I know how that feels- I've been there." "Yeah, man. I getcha." "After my parents adopted me to their farmhouse, I dedicated my life to making others feel like they belong ''daily'' on this ''planet''." "I don't think those last four words were neccessary for that sentence." "Perhaps not. But perhaps, it made the sentence //super, man//." (set: $handshake to "super") [[SUPER QUIP UNLOCKED|ARRIVED]]

"Anyways," Cool Quip starts, "it appears we have arrived." "Awesome! Oh, and thanks for the unexpected limo ride." "No problem! Let's get going." As the both of you exit the limo, paparazzi immediatley flood the area. The flood disappears twice as quickly once they realize that they don't know who you two are. "Welp, time to start rapping," says Cool Quip. (link: "-CLICK HERE BEFORE CONTINUING-")[(open-url: 'https://youtu.be/kRwck86YZ_o')] [[RAP MONTAGE GO]]

As you enter the metaphorical ring, you start slinging bars left and right. Rappers stagger as each syllable pierces their ears. "Yo, who's the new guy?" You wipe presperation from your brow as each competitor increases in difficulty. They try to adjust their strategies to best yours, but yours is impenetrable. "Woooooo! Young Drip!" A grin creeps up your face as you reach the top ten. One after another, your fellow rappers sink their heads in shame as your vernacular prevails. "Young Drip! Young Drip! Young Drip!" the crowd chants. [[WHO'S NEXT?]]

''-STOP MUSIC BEFORE CONTINUING-'' You look around for your next rival of raps. However, all you can see are people cheering you on. You pump up your arms and the crowd cheers. But then... you see him. Sick Spitta. The crowd goes silent as people start to see his prescence. His footsteps are heard tapping against the ground until they stop in front of you. He puts a hand on your shoulder. "You must be Young Drip." [[IS THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENING?!?!]]

"Y-yes. That is I." "Well, Young Drip, it appears that you've won this competition." The crowd cheers. "HOWEVER!" The crowd goes silent. "I want to go up against you, right now, face-to-face." The crowd roars. (link: "-CLICK HERE BEFORE CONTINUING-")[(open-url: 'https://youtu.be/6fqcl9izDUM')] [[GULP]]

''YOUNG DRIP VS SICK SPITTA'' (set: $barBar to 0)\ (set: $currBar to $bar0)\ $currBar "I'll go first," Sick Spitta says as he spits into his hands and rubs them together. "As a rookie in the game, you stumble and fumble to your knees. All of your flow equivalates to that of a sneeze!" The crowd loses their minds. You see a helicopter fly in and shine a floodlight between you and Sick Spitta. You wipe your sweaty palms and begin your lines. "You may have been here longer, but surely I'm the one to..." [[STAY]] [[APPLAUD]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar "You may have been here longer, but surely I'm the one to stay. Your bars have grown old- and that's clear as day." The crowd erputs with excitement. No one //ever// dares to diss Sick Spitta! [["Enough!" Sick Spitta says.]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar "You may have been here longer, but surely I'm the one to applaud. I will be known as the one who slayed the god!" The crowd erputs with excitement. No one //ever// dares to diss Sick Spitta! [["Enough!" Sick Spitta says.]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar "Confidence fuels my every step, and with each one the earth quakes. Look out for the traffic jam, my prescence makes them hit the breaks!" The crowd roars with cheers as your bars are repeated across the area. (if: $barBar is 2)[[DAB]](else-if: $barBar is not 2)[[[DAB|RAP LOSS 2]]]

(if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar But wait! What's this? You spot Sick Spitta pressing against his ear. Is that... an earpiece? But why? Music is blaring out here, so it would be kind of pointless to listen to his own music. Unless... it's not music. Your eyes widen. Sick Spitta is using a ghostwriter. You gotta find some way to get rid of his earpiece. What do you possibly have at your disposal to utilize? If only Cool Quip was nearby to help you out. But then you remember your handshake on the ride here... (if: $handshake is "spider")[[SPIDER QUIP]](else-if: $handshake is "bat")[[BAT QUIP]](else-if: $handshake is "super")[[SUPER QUIP]]

(if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar With lightning speed, you send a text to Cool Quip. All of a sudden, you hear a rhythmic sound like "thwip-thwip-thwip" and then you see it- some guy in a red costume swinging from building to building using some sort of white ropes. The mystery person shoots a rope to Sick Spitta's ear piece and pulls it off before thwipping away. Sick Spitta's face turns to shock as he tries to feel for his earpiece. [["Your turn, Spitta."]]

(if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar With lightning speed, you send a text to Cool Quip. All of a sudden, you hear a jet flying above you. Looking up, you can see the shape of a bat blocking the sun. Someone jumps out of the aircraft as it flies away. The figure swings around on some sort of grappling hook before using it to take out Sick Spitta's earpiece. They glide away. Sick Spitta's face turns to shock as he tries to feel for his earpiece. [["Your turn, Spitta."]]

(if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar With lightning speed, you send a text to Cool Quip. All of a sudden, you hear a loud "WHOOSH." As a figure floats above the rap battle. While some claim that it's a bird, others claim that it's a plane. No, it looks more human to you. The figure swoops down and knocks the earpiece out of Sick Spitta's ear in lightning speed. They then fly away. Sick Spitta's face turns to shock as he tries to feel for his earpiece. [["Your turn, Spitta."]]

(set: $barBar to $barBar + 1) (if: $barBar is 0)[(set: $currBar to $bar0)](else-if: $barBar is 1)[(set: $currBar to $bar1)](else-if: $barBar is 2)[(set: $currBar to $bar2)](else-if: $barBar is 3)[(set: $currBar to $bar3)](else-if: $barBar is 4)[(set: $currBar to $bar4)](else:)[(set: $currBar to $bar5)] $currBar The crowd evolves into a volume you've never heard in your life! Sick Spitta is all but defeated. Tears drip from Sick Spitta's face. "This... this can't be..." (input: bind $lastLine, "") [[GOODBYE, SPITTA]]

''-STOP MUSIC BEFORE CONTINUING-'' The crowd explodes! "'$lastLine'!" People are running everywhere! "'$lastLine'!" Police arrive on the scene to apprehend Sick Spitta for his crimes against the rap community. Cool Quip lands from the sky to your side. "Well done, Young Drip." "Couldn't have done it without you man." "All in a day's work." A reporter comes up to you. "Young Drip? How does it feel to have dethroned the greatest rapper of all time? Doesn't that make //you// the greatest rapper of all time?" ''THE END''

"Here. Rap me a verse." "A verse? Uh, sure. The last time I saw you, you were wearin' a bow tie." "Alright, alright." "Lookin' so old-timey, must be signin' the Treaty of Versailles!" "Damnnnn! That was pretty good! Oh, check your Bar Bar real quick:" $bar1 [[SO IT GOES UP]]

"Yes! Exactly" "What happens when it gets full?" "Oh, like this?" $bar3 "Yeah!" "That means your ready for your ''Last Line''. This is your finishing move, something to make the crowd go wild!" "Sick, sick!" "Yeah, let's practice one right now." (input: bind $lastLine, "") [[SUBMIT]]