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Game 2 Outline |
What if you showed up on her doorstep as a big orange tabby, just begging for affection? You see yourself curled up in her lap, being treated to ear scratches and tummy rubs all night long.
Then your thoughts take a darker turn. They drift back to that biker bar you made the mistake of wandering into just a week ago. You can still remember the stink of those leather-clad cretins who thought you deserved to be pushed around just because you looked halfway normal. Wouldn't it serve them right if a big black mean bull crashed through the wall of that bar and trashed the place, just like in those old TV commercials?
This last thought is so compelling that you turn on your heels and begin marching in the direction of the bar. Before you have taken two steps, however, the night is pierced by a thin scream.
"Eeeee! Stop him!" It's a woman's voice.
Written by Funny Animal (edited by phaedrus)