This guide will help you understand how the site works and the rules to follow, especially if you are interested in writing something yourself. Brough... to you by me, with the collaboration of Ricolouis, Murakami, and the omnipresent Friedman.For a general overview of the CHYOA's appearance, see GeneralIf you want to publish content on CHYOA, please read the CHYOA Rules first.You can start your own story (see Create a story) or add to existing stories of you or other authors. (see Add a Chapter. " No please don't," I pleaded."Alright don't panic, they've gone now anyway. Still as you're hereyou might as well get started with your housework. Today is laundryday, I've sorted it all out so let's get the first load on." We wentto her laundry room and as she had said there were a number ofdiscreet piles. Before I could put the first load in Cindy insistedon explaining the reasons for the different piles and then repeat itback to her to make sure I had been listening."Why do I need to know. STOP. BASTARDS STOP.”Carol’s head hung down as she hung from the ceiling. Screams were intermittent between sobs.Jim on one side pulled her over and swung her toward Hannah. Hannah pushed her back.“Twist her around.” Yelled Hannah. “Make her spin.”Jim and Hannah twisted the bitch around and around until the rope was tight. Then they let her gospinning her around and around screaming. She kept twisting until the rope was unkinked and thenspun the other way. Finally still, Hannah took a. “Was there any mention of the type of radar it carried?” The Admiral asked.“No sir!” Lily answered.The time seemed to slow way down. It seemed forever to get to Omak. A few miles out the Convair slowed to 500 miles per hour.“Attention all ships,” Mary said into the mic. When a very large bomb attached to the fuselage dropped from the plane, Mary announced, “All ships fire at that bomb, now!”There was a lot of smoke and a big flash of light as 144 lasers totally disintegrated whatever that.