Tell the gallery girl the prizes are lame, that you'll complain to management, then leave for more carnival amusement
From Create Your Own Story
"You complain?!" She looks incredulous.
"If anyone's got a complaint it's me. You just shot me! And then you raped me! Probably several times!" she bursts out.
"Well, you won't complain. But I will," you say calmly while you dress. "So why don't you get back behind the counter and write down my complaint. Write 'Lame prizes'. Lame prizes I say!"
She mutters something under her breath and looks around for her discarded clothes, then dutifully takes out a scrap of paper from behind the gallery counter. Her breasts are still very perky. She starts to write.
"You know, if you offered better prizes, perhaps you wouldn't get raped by your customers," you say. And you leave her to consider this wisdom.
Soon you're back among the huge collection of gaming booths, tents, and amusement park rides. More pussy would be good.
Do you:
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 4 | |
