The title says most of it. You can do WHATEVER YOU WANT, but there’s one exception: You HAVE to do your job if you have one.

If the text you want to use is bright red, you’re a guard.
If the text you want to use is bright green, you’re a paramedic.
If the text you want to use is the darkest shade of green, you’re a military soldier.
If the text you want to use is turquoise, you have no job and cannot do whatever you want.
If the text you want to use is black, you are only allowed to be a spectator.
If the text you want to use is gray, you are a janitor.
If the text you want to use is dark blue, you are a sniper, ready to kill anyone.
If the text you want to use is purple, change it right now because only I can be purple.
If the text you want to use is the dark red, you’re a police officer.
If the text you want to use is the darkest shade of blue, you’re a hitman/bounty hunter. (NEW)

All of your jobs end at 4:30 P.M. no matter what time zone you are.

Ready? Then go!

Let’s start everybody!

As a janitor, my first job is going to be cleaning up the office building I’m mysteriously standing in.

*begins emptying trash cans*

(psst, where is the setting?)

What am I guarding again? Where am I?

Ah, I guess I forgot to make a setting.

*makes a city, where all the jobs above have places to do those jobs, a hospital, a museam (to guard), a military base, a janitor’s closet, a police station, an office (to clean from time to time), and many houses, with the regular people inside* there.

ah, that makes sense. thanks!

*begins sweeping the office’s break room floor*

You know what? I’m going to add another job: Hitman. How 'bout dat, eh?

I’m going to be quite upset if anyone kills me, the janitor. 

Who else is going to clean up after all you hooligans?

anywho…

The janitor’s shift is over. He returns to his home, eager to make a sandwich and watch the evening news.

I’m so booored.

Well, at least I can look at the museum displays while I’m walking around, doing my job. What kind of museum is it?

idk, maybe a dinosaur museum? or you can come up with the type, since you’re the guard

Ok:wink:

Science museum… hmm… at least I can play on the antigravity equipment… 

Lemme edit the rules… done.

I just sit. Being a random pile of nothingness.

It’s okay, you can get a job, if you want.

Hey, Imma gonna go and do my job now.

Anyone need a Hitman?

“Yeah, dude, I need one. I need you to kill the head janitor so I can get promoted and get more money and stuff.”

Got it, Will do.

Hmm… it seems he left work early. I know his location though… hehehe…

*goes to his house* he still doesn’t know I’m here… *sneaks into his house* (now I’m in. I better be quiet.) (OH SHOOT THERE HE IS!) *hides under bed* (he still doesn’t know I’m here…) (okay, he’s asleep. Maybe taking a nap.) *sneaks out of under the bed* *whispers to self: now’s my chance.* *grabs my gun and shoots him in the head* Hehehe… that’ll do! *breaks window and gets away to safety* *gets to Oddyasheck* hello there, all I need is $10.00, and that’ll do.

thanks dude! I don’t have ten dollars, so here’s a twenty.

*continues eating my sandwich. it contains lettuce, cheese, turkey, and mustard*

*while eating the sandwich, the sandwich innards fall out, onto my shirt*

darn. now I have to do laundry

*does laundry and stuff*

Thanks for the money. *gives Oddyasheck ten dollars back using my blank credit card*

Anyone else need a bounty hunter? Oh wait… it’s 4:26 P.M. (where I’m at)! Only… 4 minutes left.

Phew, day’s work is done.

I think I’ve altered my genetic material… uh oh… now, every night, I transform into a bloodthirsty…

Sniper! Hahahahaha…

*Sees no one is around*

Aw, no one to shoot at. *Inner guard sighs with relief*