If he'll accept a handicap...
From Create Your Own Story
You pass him a series of tequila shots.
"Wait, what?"
"Drink theese, then you'll have yor contest."
"No."
"Then go somewhere elshe, creepo."
He snarls, makes angry gestures, yells and finally picks them up and drinks them. Right. One more condition: you're pouring.
"Uh... okay."
It's really not long before he collapses. There's one or two murmurs of disbelief, the guy had apparently been doing a whole bunch of drinking contests before this one and had always one- er, won.
Oh well, nut-kicking time!
- Not too hard, you don't want criminal charges.
- Screw it, turn 'em into pulp.
- Actually, you'll take his side of the bargain instead.
| Furry Status (you) | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Nothing |
| Gender | Female | |
| Species | Lizard | |
