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Then again… why bother? Why try to be something you’re not? Are you really a goddess? Fuck this. You’re not going to bother wearing some fancy clothes.You’ll show these goddesses, they think can threaten you like this? You’ll show them. You’re nobody’s bitch. Seriously fuck them who the FUCK do they think they are to tear you away from shitposting on /pol/ and spamming BBC on /b/?
Through some catalogs, you found some nice-looking pajamas. A onesie doesn’t look that bad either. Your inner shitposting instinct knew a onesie was the best way to piss the goddesses off. Some pillows, a backpack, and finally a pajama. But what kind? What would make them the angriest? Do they even know what a pajama is?
You thought to yourself about what would be the best. A simple Mr.Grinch (Jim Carrey ver.) onesie with plenty of pockets to carry whatever stuff you wanted to carry. Though you weren’t sure you even need food or water, you haven’t needed it now so maybe you don’t need it before. But nevertheless, you materialized a Shrek-themed bag and shoved some snacks and an S&W 5906 with three magazines. Now dressed comfortably with plenty of stuff to live on, you now needed a way to find a way to leave here.
You thought of a door. A simple door, that will lead you to where the goddesses were. Then a door popped up, it was that easy. So with the idea of pissing them off to show you were no one’s bitch. In your Mr.House onesie, Shrek 3 backpack, red crocs, with comfy socks. You-
>Kick open the door operator style (flashbang optional and write in warcry is optional)
>Open it normally and introduce yourself normally… normally as possible as you are.
>Peek in first then sneak in.
As you did you saw- (roll D5)
>A tea party of young goddesses of asian culture, who you didn’t know.
>Olympian goddesses, it looks like they were going to kill each other with other Olympian gods simply on the sidelines.
>An elk running past you and some nordic gods chasing it.
>A calm river and a dark-skinned woman residing it
>An orgy
