Adventurers plops, ripe for the grabbing

congrats at your new job at the FBI! now here's a stack of 500 pages of documents ready to be declassified. good luck going through them one by one and censoring the appropriate stuff!

Eh, just skip the redaction, what's the worst that can happen.

I have not read the Body Politic. Is it available online in front of a paywall rather than behind one?

You are your consciousness, which is a reflection of your self, which is a reflection of the electrical feedback of your brain. So yeah i guess you're the brain.

EDIT: i watched this video and it is horrifying.

in my story idea it's each of the trillions of cells rather than the body parts.

What's your Emergence Scene? - Paramedics in charge of saving lives from Eldritch beings emerging in your world.

Apart from Complex - Different people are trying to remove organs from each other for different reasons. (Ex: One of them is looking for a willing volunteer for an organ transplant. Another is a cultist trying to find a good sacrifice. Yet another just wants to make some quick cash on the black market. Etc.)

Drink Your Death Out - In the afterlife, You work at a drink shop as a "demon vanquisher" which is just another way of saying that you kill dead pests and clean up ghost-mold in storage. Everything was going dandy until the supplier sent you a mysterious unlabeled bottle filled with a liquid you've never seen before. Naturally, you drank the heck out of it and now you're paying the consequences.

Untopia - It's a utopia for dead people. What more can you want?

Pink Fold - Any origami you fold turns pink. This baffles the beings currently observing you and your reality. The universe isn't supposed to bestow unexplainable powers to mortals no matter how minor and they're looking to fix this problem. This may or may not erase your existence.

It's Offishal - You are an office fish. Your best friend is an accountant.

You own a restaurant called "Share Burger" where customers can only order food they are sharing with another customer.

OR

You've entered a restaurant called "Share Burger" and must find a stranger to eat a meal with.

Everyone's a seal.

You to go the ET ride at universal studios but turns out it's real.

Street signs are actually magical glyphs with strange powers, and the layout of roads is all part of a secret conspiracy to perform a dark ritual.

You own a restaurant called "Share Burger" where customers can only order food they are sharing with another customer.

OR

You've entered a restaurant called "Share Burger" and must find a stranger to eat a meal with.

this, except this is on an alien spaceport that you're visiting so everyone is a different species and therefore, speaks a different language. this is the only food joint on the huge construct and you're fucking hungry as hell so you gotta hunker down and eat some space burgs with a goddamn alien.

it's the trial of the century! the 20th century is on trial for crimes against humanity and you have to defend or prosecute it

You have to defend AND prosecute it.

Also, failing at either will get you in huge trouble.

Twelve ducks have turned into swans, scientists are amazed!

You are toast and you need to untoast yourself.

The reason why aliens never visit earth is because humans were fucking crazy. When Humanity reached the space age, every alien in the milky way hid in fear. Humans try to find aliens to be friends with, but aliens are having none of it.

City of clowns who are all italian except for one non-clown which is you

You switch from first person, to second person to third person each update in your adventure, and with panels you change the scene accordingly (eg. from first person you can't see your character)

You are in a dungeon and you are trying to survive but the plot twist is you are the owner and master of this dungeon

Human flesh is as useful and all-purpose as oil. Proceed.

You are in a dungeon and you are trying to survive but the plot twist is you are the owner and master of this dungeon

do you also have amnesia? or are you so fuckin' buff that you're challenging yourself to survive your own dungeon.

do you also have amnesia? or are you so fuckin' buff that you're challenging yourself to survive your own dungeon.

No the workers probably revolted or something and are now challenging or attempting to kill the owner/dungeon master

You are a shopkeep. You look back on your wares in the reader's suggested order, reminiscing on how you obtained them all.

You are a rolling pizza. You want to roll to pizza heaven. People want to eat you and send you to pizza hell.

You are Dinosaur Rancher. Today you're gonna hop on ol Rex & herd the Diplodocuses to the eastern pasture, so as to get them out of the valley before the spring floods come. But keep a wary eye out; you've heard that the Heckler Brothers have gotten back into sauropod rustling. If all goes well, you should be back at the house by sundown eating an oviraptor egg omelette.

You are satan, but it turns out satan is just a fat guy in sandals

Man who is an assassian but instead of normal weapons and firearms they must use mustard and cold cuts.

You are a lich seeking love.
Being a lich, you have no idea what love is, but you want it.

hAS SCIENCE GONE TOO FAR????

Researchers have combined genes from wasps, mosquitoes, ticks, flies, and ants, accidentally creating the most annoying insect ever known! It is up to you to stop these bugs!