Suzy’s Strange Saga

“Hey fearless leader, wake up, your people demand it.” Shrimpy says tapping you on the shoulder.

Groggily you sit up, you swear you feel like you’ve barely gotten any sleep at all. Shrimpy stands nearby along with Klepto, the dwarf woman who “endorsed” you yesterday and a wiry scraggily looking man. You think he runs one of those carny games…specifically the one where you shoot a water gun at a clown’s mouth.

“What’s going on?” you ask.
“What’s going on is a bunch of shit, that’s what darling. After the midgets here…”
“Fuck you Jack, we’re DWARVES.” The dwarf woman interrupts.
“Whatever Dolores. Anyway after the…little people rounded up all the military supplies last night I got one of their radios tuned in to other military frequencies. Turns out that the nearby town has been overrun with those things we killed yesterday. The poor bastard that I spoke to just before it sounded like he got his guts ripped out said they don’t know whether it was a virus or not., just that there were a shitload of them. Either way I say we got lucky that only a few wandered out this far. We need to get the fuck outta here.”
“My town…wow…uh…” you say being surprised by this revelation. You really are at a loss for words right now. You start to think about your real family and even Bobby. Are they okay? Are they already dead? Are they one of those things?

“Suzy? You okay? You’re spacing out.” Klepto says.
“Huh, yeah, I’m just…okay yeah we obviously need to get out of here. Start packing up the rest of our stuff and…”
“Sweetheart didn’t you hear what I said? I said there’s probably fucking crazed cannibals on their way here right fucking now! We ain’t got time for that shit! We need to just load up as much supplies we can and take off in our vehicles. This is the fucking end times man!” Jack says.
“It’s not going to take that much longer to pack down, we had most of the stuff ready to go before the National Guard arrived. Some of our people are still wounded badly and need the rest as well. Besides, living in our trailers is going to be a lot more desirable than living in just a regular vehicle if there is a complete collapse of society going on right now.” Shrimpy remarks.
“Okay then Tom Thumb YOU and the rest of the lollipop kids do it. Me and some of the others? We’re taking supplies and leaving. Not stayin’ around here waiting to be cannibal chow.”

You’ve been in charge for less than one full day and already someone is threatening to break away and worse, not even taking any notice of you. You just bludgeoned crazed freaks to death yesterday, you’re tired of not being taken seriously.

“Jack, if you or others want to leave you’re free to do so, but what you’re not doing is taking any of those military supplies from here. Those belong to the carnival and as such belong to all of us. Now if you don’t want any part of that any longer, lots of luck, but you and anyone else that wants to leave you go with what personal items you came with.”
“Pfft, whatever. I didn’t elect you as leader. I’m only telling you as a courtesy, you can stay here and get eaten or come along and I can keep you safe. In fact to pass the time we can play shoot the clown in the mouth, except it won’t be water going in your mouth, it’ll be my…”

Jack isn’t expecting you to kick him in the balls. The moment you do he winces and crumples. You follow up with a knee to his face. He’s down and you have everyone’s attention in the tent.

“That’s the last fucking blow job reference I’m going to hear from you or ANYONE else for that matter. Now listen up, as I remember most of you were fine with me being in charge yesterday and goddamn it that’s what I’m going to do, be in fucking charge. This is STILL our carnival, that hasn’t changed and I’m not going to let it fall apart just because the rest of society seems to be. Now this is what we’re going to do, we’re going to finish packing up our shit, get our trailers and such in order, we’re going to also take the military trucks and then we’re going to move on. Now if some of those geeks show up well we’ve got some brand new rifles and pistols to try them out on. Anyone who doesn’t like this plan can leave with the shirts on their back and nothing else! Now let’s stop fighting and get some of this damn shit done!”

At this point those that are in condition to work, proceed to do so.

“What about him?” Shrimpy asks pointing at Jack who is still on the ground.
“Throw his ass out, he made his decision.” You remark and then notice Dolores smiling.
“What’re you smiling about?” you demand.
“Nothing, but I’m beginning to like you, blondie.” Dolores says and then whistles over several dwarves who promptly pick up Jack and haul him away. Dolores then leaves to go tend to other matters. Shrimpy says he’s going to go help and leaves as well, leaving you alone with Klepto.

“Well, looks like you underwent quite a change while I was knocked out yesterday. I like it. Assertiveness is an attractive trait on you.”
“Klepto, I’ve got a lot on my mind and I’m in no mood for your nice guy trying to get into my pants routine right now.” You say.
“Okay, okay, sheesh, I’m just…nevermind…fuck I’ll just leave you alone ringmaster.” Klepto says and walks off.

You can’t worry about Klepto’s fragile ego right now, you’ve got bigger concerns and that’s on top of still thinking about your “old” family. You know you made the decision to leave them all, but that was still just a few days ago and you still never wanted any of them to suffer at the hands of whatever the hell those things are.

Speaking of which you still have to worry about those geeks. Jack might’ve been out of line, but he still might’ve been correct about some wandering towards the carnival like those yesterday did. Considering the dwarves still seem to be the largest faction and friendliest toward you, you have some of them armed with the rifles to stand on top of the trailers and keep a look out. You keep yourself busy by helping with the clean up.

Hours pass and that’s when your lookouts see something approaching. Not the geeks, but rather a few pick up trucks which look like they’re holding several men carrying shotguns and rifles. You call everyone to immediately take a defensive position and to fall back.

You aren’t sure what to expect, but a bunch of heavily armed men can’t ever be a good thing. Unfortunately as leader, you’re going to have to be the one to handle this visit, hopefully peacefully if you can.

As the pick up trucks stop, you stand several feet away with your “snipers” keep a bead on your visitors. You hang on to your own rifle and several other carnies do likewise. One of the men gets out one of the trucks with his hands up. Looks like a redneck, in fact you imagine this lot are from the trailer park a few miles down the road.

“It’s okay, it’s okay li’l lady, I see yer guys up there. Ain’t nobody lookin’ for a fight.” He says.
“Doesn’t look that way, given that you’ve come with three trucks full of armed men and don’t tell me its hunting season.” You say.
“Heh, well I’m sure given your own heightened state of awareness, you know things are getting’ dangerous nowadays. Anyway my name’s Mel, I’m guessin’ since you’re the one talkin’ you’re in charge here. Ringmaster or something like that?”
“Something exactly like that.” you say.
“Okay. You…uh…got some military gear here too I see. That truck over there.”
“Yeah, what of it?”
“Oh nothing, but that brings about the question of where are the guardsmen…heh yeah they tried to tell us what to do too. Didn’t work out so well. The second amendment says you got the right to pack it after all. Government can’t just do what they want.”

At this point more of Mel’s men get out of their trucks as well. Your people and Mel’s people are both starting to eye each other waiting for someone to fire a shot.

“Look let me cut to the chase honey. I’m assumin’ you might know by now what’s been happenin’ back in town. Besides the government tryin’ to pull their shit, there’s a bunch of freaks runnin’ around tryin’ to eat people. A bunch of them attacked us last night and while we fought them off, some of us got badly hurt and are in need of medical supplies. Now of course we did try goin’ into town first, but was just too fucked up there an’ we didn’t make much head way what with the freaks AND the guard all over the damn place. Then it occurred to me today that your circus might still be around and the National Guard probably would’ve been here as well so we decided to investigate. Now the group of weekend warriors at the trailer park had shit for medical supplies. So I’m hoping your detachment had more in that department.”

Mel looks up at your dwarves upon the trailers.

“Now you might get a few of us, but I’m bettin, most of us are better shots than y’all, so if you give us what medicine supplies you do have we’ll leave here in peace, if not well…”

At this point things could get very violent very quickly.