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Contest: Win The Misadventures of P.B. Winterbottom!
Send Pies! No, Not Really
by Gamervision
Last week, 2K Play and The Odd Gentlemen brought puzzle-platformer The Misadventures of P.B. Winterbottom to Xbox Live Arcade, where it was generally well received. Now you have a chance to score your own downloadable copy and scarf down some pies.
In The Misadventures of P.B. Winterbottom, you take the role of the titular character, an umbrella-carrying thief with only one thing on the brain: PIE! Mr. Winterbottom bends the rules of time and space, risking life and limb just to grab all of the elusive pies he can find.
I don’t know about you, but when I bake a pie, I want to keep it. However, as long as Ol’ Crudstache is on the prowl, there’s not a chance that any pie that comes out of my oven won’t be swiped, especially if it’s left out in plain sight. If you had a pie, maybe even a rare and valuable Chronoberry Pie, how would you keep it out of the pie thief’s hands?
Let us know how and where you would hide a pie from P.B. Winterbottom in the comments section below. We’ll pick the response that we liked the best, be it the funniest, most creative, or maybe just the one that really made us think. The winner will receive a code to download a digital copy of The Misadventures of P.B. Winterbottom on the Xbox 360.
The contest will run until 12:00 a.m. on Monday, March 1. The winner will be announced later that day. Remember, if you want to evade a pie thief, you need to think like a pie thief. Get to work!
Comments
i'd hide it in coop's sister's closet so i had something to eat while i watched.
I'd hide it in you're a fucking asshole.
I'd eat the pie. Pie is good. I'd have eaten the pie. Yay pie. Can't find a pie when it's been eaten, no sir.
id hide it in my friends by sharing it with them, if that didnt work id hide it in a bubble bath.
I'd hide my pie in a box of crayons, obviously without the crayons in it. P.B Winterbottom seems like a very bland guy (Not that I don't like the style, I do lol) I doubt he would even go near a box of crayons.
I'd hide a pie in any of 3.14 places.
Hmm. I would first procure a cold storage carriage. I would then proceed to freeze each and every pie I ever baked and store them all in the cold storage carriage. I would then drive said carriage to cold and desolate barren wastelands such as Alaska, Siberia, or Canada. Assuming my journey to be uneventful, I would ensue building a house-sized igloo made of the frozen pies. The outside of this cool home, I would further reinforce with ice and snow (both for appearance and for structure.) Inside, the walls would be covered with insulation and wallpaper. This way nobody, not even the dastardly Winterbottom, will know how to seek out my most prized booty.
Which brings us to the most obvious problem: How would I, myself, be able to enjoy the fruits of my labor when they are bricked away as part of my abode?
There are three simple, yet equally elegant ways of achieving that:
First (Strategy), build my igloo home in relatively close approximation to a pie shop. This way, I get to have all the pies I can eat from the pie shop, and if Winterbottom ever picked up the scent of MY pies, he would undoubtedly be lead to the pie shop next door where he would certainly eat himself silly, leaving my pies safe and sound.
Second (Sin), construct a trap with pie as the bait, so that once Winterbottom is captured (or has departed), the pies shall all be mine again. At least one pie must be sacrificed for the good of the rest, or perhaps some sort of synthetic imitation may do the trick.
Third (Attrition), once the construction of my pie-house is complete, marvel in it’s magnificence for a little bit. After that spirit has worn of, compose a four-year long schedule detailing how for every day, one pie shall be removed from the wall and replaced with a regulation-sized mortar brick. This way every pie made shall be consumed and none will be the wiser.
Perhaps, I should not have revealed my whole plan where the whole world can read it. Oh, Bollocks…
My idea of the perfect hiding spot...
I break in my local bakery...Do I go for the mixed berry pie? No. I take the apple one. Mr. Winterbottom doesn't like apple.
I take it back to my place and stick it into my toaster oven...Why? If I left it on the windowsill, it would attract flies and bumblebees; and if I left it in the main oven it would be too obvious, besides there's no little see through window on my toaster oven.
I would then return back to the bakery and purchase a decoy... (Here's where it gets good). There's no fruit filling in my decoy pie, so I would leave it out on my kitchen table with a knife, fork and a dessert plate. Mr. Winterbottom will take the bait because the pie is like his crack... he can't help himself. When he bites into the pie he'll find a note; it will read: "I have thirty-seven apple pies in Madagascar, meet me there and they're yours."
But I don't board the plane to Madagascar, I go to Morocco. As I'm carrying my sack full of lies through the airport, I'm stopped by customs. They confiscate my goods.
I return home and the doorbell rings. It's a telegram from Mr. Winterbottom. He informs me that he is in Madagascar, waiting for the "stuff". I don't reply. Instead I return to my small toaster oven and open it. There's nothing there.
My brother appears from around he corner licking his fingers and hands me the empty tray.
At least I kept it safe from Mr.Winterbottom.
Make like The Doctor and hide the pies one second into the future, time locked.
You mess with time and space, time and space messes with you.
I have found the perfect place. While he can bend time and space, if he cannot see it, then he'd have quite the time looking for it. See that hat of his? Does it not look rather round at the top? Would that also be a good place to hide something hot? Heat rises, and while he may be able to feel a bit of weight because of it, the smell would be blown away from him as he moves around. Also, he may think it a shoe thrown by someone wishing he'd not steal their pies.
Of course, why they had their pies on the electrical cords, or why they stay there is beyond me.
I would hide it here or there, I would it anywhere. I would hide it in a house, I would hide with a mouse. I would hide them in a box, I would hide it with a fox. I would hide in a car. I would hide it on a train. I would hide it in the dark. I would hide it in the rain. I would hide it with a goat. I would hide it in a boat.
I would hide it in a house.
I would hide it with a mouse.
I would hide it in a box.
I would hide with a fox.
I would hide it in a car.
I would hide it in the dark.
I would hide it in a train.
I would hide in a tree.
So please let me be!
I would hide it here or there,
for I would hide it ANYWHERE!!
Since he is wearing a hat and usually nobody thinks to check themselves I would put in his hat. Or I would make a pie in the shape of his hat and he would wear his pie hat never knowing that it is a pie.
Inside of an old CRT monitor.
In ma belly!
I'd hide it in my heart. No one ever looks there.
I would hide them under the bed :P
I'd hide it with Obama's birth certificate...