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“We.. we won’t tell nobody…” Mutters the shades-wearer. That’s the plan, yea, you lazily reply.

“Just tell us what ya’ want…” Mutters the tall one in the back.

This time it’s your turn to blink. The brains of the outfit…

His big yellow eyes balloon out of their sockets. “Wha? No, I-”

Since we’re all sharing ‘fun facts’, you drawl, here’s a fun one about you: resting your chin on the hand that isn’t currently fingering the trigger guard, you give your new friends a long, hard stare.

You can always tell when you’re being lied to.

“Neetzshit!” Croons the tiny one! “Ain’t no w-”

Your Medusa’s Gaze falls upon the furball. True or False, you purr: he’s never wet the bed.

The rest of the mooks join you in staring as the hotheaded hoodlum slowly melts under pressure. “F-forget it!” He spits! “Godsdamned worst day of my godsdamned life…”

New game, you sigh: you’re going to ask them questions… and they have to answer.

“T-truthfully?” Asks the oddly-quiet one in the shades. He’s up to something. Did he not hear what you said about being lied to?

“N-no, I… I heard…” He stammers with a shaky and unnervingly-toothy smile! They looked pretty human until they opened their mouths…

“And when, pray tell, is the game over?” Asks the leader, now bent over his six-eyed subordinate.

When you say it’s over, you flatly reply. Should keep it short, though–fear makes men fly.

What ask?
>Seen another human?
>Why are they out here?
>Who do they work for?
>Nearest town?
>Who’s in charge of this place?
>Write-In.

Next update tomorrow, probably! Hope to see you then!