Game 2 | Game 2 Outline |
As you waddle up to the employee entrance, you go over your plans: Get in, find Raffles, find cure, get out. Right, that should work.
You took the taxi to the park again, minus one stubborn pooch who refused to come. You walk through the employee entrance, and almost run into the Lion who hired you yesterday. "Ah, there you are", he says, quickly hanging up his cell phone. "Hope you're ready." You nod quickly. You had skipped breakfest, knowing you were going to be eating more than enough today. "Ok, here's how the contests work; we have three each day, the pancake contests at 8 in the morning, burgers at noon, and pies at 4 p.m. For each contest you win, you get 500 dollars."
You can swear that your eyes bulge to the size of saucers. 1500 dollars a day?! You start rethinking your plans... maybe you should put off finding the cure for a while. 1500 dollars is more than you make in a year at your old job, and being payed to eat seems a lot better than bagging groceries.
Your conscience suddenly sticks a pin in your dream bubble: What about Fred? He needs the cure as well, and besides think of your health, your appearance. Then again, you look quite appealing, like a large puppy, and you remember that you were very popular on stage, and 1500 dollars a day to boot...
After much debating and redebating, you finally decide to...
Written by Jack (edited by wanderer)