"And when he woke up...
the dinosaur was still there."

August lifted his copious eye-brows, and the imps of evil stared, expecting another word, both being completely paused in time with a yearning silence. The mask of seriousness fell off his lips the moment he doubted of how much said conclusion weighted.

"And that, ladies, was the shortest tale in the world; The dinosaur."

The thick fingers shook off the hoarded ashes from the cigarette. Perhaps now with that off the way, the bitches of the night will eat him apart; the question would be, is that a punishment, or the reward?


[B] Roll 1/20 to see how well landed the wee lil' tale [/B]

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>6229744 (OP)
Crash and burn, lets gooooooooo

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>6229744 (OP)

Rolled 3 (1d20)

Show me what you got

>>6229749
>Rolled 16 (1d20)
>Rolled 10 (1d20)
>Rolled 3 (1d20)

>Rolled 29/60

Neither good or bad, mediocre.

With impatience in the eyes, a disagreed census of reactions came to be; they did not giggle, like little bitches are fond of doing; they did not howl and call others to accompany them in an ado; they did not open their mouths big and surprised, like their profession had taught them; they did not look at him with boredom and tired animosity; it was a mediocre de-synchronized force of volition that took place.

She laughed; she died; she smiled; she paused; and the one who smiled showed her teeth, and shaked her horns, awaiting for a reaction to strike or to retreat, imp-she!

The acknowledgement of the story he told them sufficed to restrain his fragile anxiety. The mask was held barely with the upper lips.

Finally, the Imp took the ambitious step foward, still smiling, still showing her teeth, a bit tired from the face's muscles, untrained to compromise for so long.

"Sooo that's it? that's the whole tale?" she said, trying to mock but now knowing how.


How does he respond as to dragthe proactive bitch by the horns? what angle does his response take as to make the girls giggle, and consequently fall in love with his callouses and fatherly stench of dead skin?

[B]Roll 1/20 + How would you respond to the bitch question.[/B]

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>6229767

"Short stories are often the most meaningful. But I suppose it takes someone who’s used to real things to appreciate them."

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>6229767
"Maybe words don't quite cut it, but I think action does it quite mightily fine. Specially violent action."

Rolled 6 (1d20)

"Yeah, it is. Now shut up, bitch. I'm trying to fucking drink, I don't need you yapping in my ear. Go find some retiree to blow."