<i>It's GYM. The very same establishment that all come to in order to vent frustrations, practice skills, or simply have a chat while training. The distinct difference is found upon opening the door. A strange figure stands before you in a blue themed suit, and there seems to be a lack of any other personnel. Odd. Behind him is a elevator. There's nothing heinous about his demeanor, simply an air of anticipation.</i> &quot;Took you long enough, I was getting bored here waiting for someone to show up. Now that you're here, how about a little game? You solve a puzzle, with me, and I have some fun! Not a bad deal, eh?&quot; <i>The words ring in your ears for a moment and it seems as though there really isn't any ill will in their words. You feel a tremendous amount of pressure however. Should you play their game, it would be with their rules and no exceptions. What do you do?</i> <spoiler>The nature of this thread, and that of the sister thread, is to have separate groups take on different challenges. With this in mind, please choose which thread you would like to partake in and remain solely in that thread. Thank you.</spoiler>

<i>A fairly unfamiliar face stands atop a large skyscraper, despite the great height, he stands right at the edge of the building. He seems dressed in a fairly odd getup. He has a black rain jacket with network cables hanging off of it, and his pants are a bright pink that fade into yellow and blue pixels. His countenance is plastered with an eerie grin. His only action seems to be observing the city below him. Clouds appear to be gathering in the distance, and a rumbling thunder permeates the area. His grin only ceases as the first few droplets of rain splash against his face.</i> &quot;How boring...&quot; <i>Whatever he seemed to be waiting for must have not kept him there. He leaves the top of the building, much more favoring the open streets. He seems to stroll aimlessly about as the rain begins to pick up about him. Small puddles from on the edges of the street. Almost as soon as the rain started, it abruptly ends. The clouds loom overhead threatening to release another torrent of rain at any second. The young man's jacket and hair are soaked, but he walks as though nothing is happening.</i>