Game 2 | Game 2 Outline |
You figure you won't be able to find Raffles if you're collapsed and dehydrated, so you step in line. You pay for the buffet, and are given an ice-cream-cone-shaped pin that shows that you have paid. Soon you are enjoying a very large banana split with the works.
Deciding that Raffles won't be going anywhere immediately, you sit back and enjoy the scenery. The park is very beautiful, the ice cream is delicious ... everything seems perfect.
After finishing your split, you get a 10 scoop sundae, with chocolate syrup, a double the dose of whipped cream, nuts, and a pile of cherries on top. You dig in and start to wonder what Raffles purpose was in doing this to you. It could be world domination, of course ... an army of beast-hybrid creatures would make a takeover easier just by shock value. But then, who would be corny enough to take on the role of a saturday mourning cartoon villain? So you dismiss that idea. Revenge against anyone who might have laughed at his experiments? Possibly, but it would be a bit drastic.
You finish off the last spoonful of the sundae. Just one more, you think, then I'll get back to looking. This time, you go for the biggest concoction ever thought of; two scoops of every flavor, all the different toppings, with both strawberries and cherries on top. People crowd up to watch as you dig into this mountain of frosen sweets. You hardly notice, deep in thought about what Raffles plans could be.
At the last spoonful, you finally give up. The crazy guy could be up to anything. You get up to return the pin and tray ... and feel as if you've gained a ton. Maybe coming here wasn't such a good idea. You'd only just gotten used to your original weight, and it seems you've just gained again.
You nervously enter one of the double doored restrooms, and examine yourself in the mirror. Sure enough, you've grown outwards again. Your clothing looks like it's ready to give way, and you start to think you look more like a furry parade balloon than a werewolf. It's time to find Raffles and get the antidote, NOW, before you make any other stupid mistakes that may render you immobile. You start down the road again, trying to get used to being a living water-filled blimp once more.
Written by an anonymous author (edited by wanderer)