Bob Merkelthud slid cautiously through the door of the alien spacecraft, glancing right and then left (or left and then right) to see whether any of the dreaded Space Monsters yet remained. At his side was the only weapon that had been found effective against the Space Monsters, a Space Sword forged of pure titanium with 30% probability, an ordinary iron crowbar with 20% probability, and a shimmering black discus found in the smoking ruins of Stonehenge with 45% probability, the remaining 5% being distributed over too many minor outcomes to list here.
I now desperately want to read a choose-your-own-adventure written by EY.
I now desperately want to read a choose-your-own-adventure written by EY.
That wouldn’t work as it looks like you imagine: he’d write the choices without any associated numbers because your probability is your own.