Originally Posted by Fugazi Dave

You got tanked and crashed at some girl's place who rode fixed, and who happened to live in Tang Hall, or so you think (fuzzy memory). You were still drunk when you left the next morning and can't remember her name or what room she was in, but in a moment of horror later that day you realized that you had dropped a DVD-R in her room that contained critical and irreplaceable research that factored into both your masters thesis as well as a side project that the Defense Dept. has shown interest in. Also having shown interest in this information is an underground terrorist cell that, pissed off that you would not sell them the information directly, has been trying to take it from you by force, ransacking your room and compelling you to keep the disc on your physical person. Now it's a race to find the girl before the bad guys get to her first.















How was that?