>>5332603You start with a skeleton close to the front–one with some kind of dog skull? Who knows!?
“Yea, hi, my name’s Derek–congrats on becoming the new <span class="mu-g">PACK LEADER, QUEEN STANLEY…</span>”
You like this guy already! Thanks, Derek, you reply with a wink, what’s your question?
“Yea well… we were sort of, y’know, created by this <span class="mu-r">TIM</span> guy you keep talking about… so if we go against him isn’t that gonna create problems?”
Several crowd members nod and murmur in assent as you plant your hands on your hips in annoyance. Uh, number 1, asswipe: who’s the <span class="mu-g">QUEEN?</span>
“W-well you are, bu-”
So there you have it, you shrug with a look of disbelief! You’re running the show now and they have to do what you say! Or ELSE! Before any of them can ask a follow-up question, you retrieve your <span class="mu-g">HOLY WATER SPRAY BOTTLE</span> from your pocket and hold it above your head!
“Oh <span class="mu-i">SHIT!</span>”
“Is she gonna sp-sp-spray us!?” Wails another skeleton!
“I mean, spray bottles aren’t <span class="mu-i">that</span> bad…”
You’re pretty sure you can find a coffee can and fill it with pennies, too, you add in a threatening voice! You’ll shake it! <span class="mu-s">YOU WILL!</span>
Fearful of being punished, several of your subjects scamper off into the night whimpering as they go! So, you continue as you twirl the <span class="mu-g">SPRAY BOTTLE</span> in your hand, that’s the situation! And if anyone doesn’t like listening to the queen, the solution’s really simple!
Drawing a line across your neck with an appropriate ‘<span class="mu-i">KckKkCKH!</span>’ sound, you deliver your final order: they get <span class="mu-i">KILLED!</span> In fact, you continue, killing traitors moves you up in the uh… the pack… scale. Yep.
“Yea, there’s no such thing as a pack sca-”
“<span class="mu-s">DIE, TRAITOR!</span>”
Tackling the dissident to the pavement, a fish-skull skeleton wastes no time in pounding his target into mulch! Covered in bone dust and panting heavily, Fish turns to you for approval and gets it in the form of a <span class="mu-g">THUMBS UP!</span> Beaming from wherever a fish skeleton’s ears are, the skeleton is immediately lifted into the air by his peers as they sing his praises!
Now <span class="mu-s">GO,</span> you howl, pointing off into the night, go forth… and conquer! … but again, only skeletons loyal to <span class="mu-r">TIM!</span> And don’t forget the bonfires–those are important!
Scurrying off into the night hooting and hollering, your animal subjects leave you and your pals alone in a now-deserted dock.
“So…” Mitzi remarks as she trots up behind you, “That happened.”
>CONTD. 