You make a grand entrance, walking out in your own crab-like stride, in all your semi-naked splendor towards them
>I am the Ghost of General MacArthur Jumbo, the greatest, and first of many rooftop bums with gainful employment!You do some wild babbling while throwing pebbles at the girls shin. She only flinches slightly when you hit her, making you question whether your throws are growing weak, or if she is getting used to it
The two of them back up slightly, but the girl in sweater is backing up slower than the other. This annoys you more than you are willing to admit to yourself. You see a glint in her eye, a mystery you cant quite understand
(Imagine the following is in red text:) Wat do you do now? (/red text ends here)
>Continue rambling>Intimidate>Initiate a conversation>Attempt to read her eyes>Write inAnd roll a d69 (if I forget to say this in any following post, roll one anyway, unless stated otherwise)
>>5731078You have two handfulls stuffed in your pockets, you did not manage to count them before you started blasting
