Suzy’s Strange Saga
Roofie’s plan isn’t going to accomplish anything except get a bunch of people killed, and you could be one of them! You think fast.
“Uh, okay Roofie, let’s just go over here and get the battle plan together first okay? I’m sure Klepto and the rest are going to want to hear this first.”
“Hrgh, okay. You don’t need to guide me damn it, I’m not that drunk!” Roofie says and pulls his arm away from your hand.
When you get to Klepto’s table he and the rest know something is wrong when Roofie starts going on about “bum rushing those government puppet bastards.” Shrimpy and Fatty both attempt to calm him down, but he’s not having any of it.
“What the hell is going on Suzy? Roofie’s talkin’ crazier than usual.” Klepto asks.
“He wants to have the entire carnival attack the National Guard, do something before he causes too much of a scene.” You say.
“Do something like what? You don’t mean kill him do you?!” Klepto asks.
“No! But I dunno maybe knock him out to buy us time and he can sober up or something. Lifto, knock him out.” You say.
“Me?! Why me?” Lifto asks.
“Because you’re the strongest of all of us and I’m guessing you could do it in one hit. Just do it, before he gets all of us killed!”
Lifto’s a little reluctant and probably wouldn’t do it normally, but it the situation does seem dire enough so while Roofie is continuing to rant at Shrimpy and Fatty he punches Roofie in the back of the head, knocking the older man completely out and falling into Fatty’s arms.
Some of the other carnies have witnessed this, but they don’t seem to do anything about it. In fact it just goes to show how little most of them respect Roofie in the scheme of the things. Sort of a shame.
“Holy shit, did you have to punch him so hard? He’s an old guy! You might’ve put him in a coma!” Shrimpy remarks.
“I just did what Suzy told me!”
“Alright look, I didn’t want harm to come to Roofie either, but the guy needed to be silenced for at least a moment. I think the bigger problem we’ve got is the other carnies. I get the sense that they think Roofie is no longer a factor in the leadership role, so expect a power play. We all need to stick together for protection.”
“What about the National Guard? I mean shouldn’t we be worrying about them?” Lifto asks.
“The National Guard is what’s keeping this carnival from exploding into an orgy of violence right now. Nobody’s going to risk pissing them off by causing problems, well not now at least without Roofie’s plan of stirring them all up.” You reply.
“Well what the hell do we do now?” Klepto asks.
“I don’t know! I mean I’m just thinking on my feet here! You all told me that we’re the most hated group in the carnival, so we should make friends somehow? Shrimpy, do you have ANY pull with the dwarves?”
“Pull? I suppose I have enough for me, I mean even as a clown deep down I’ll always be a dwarf. But as I’ve mentioned before I can’t promise anything for the rest of you.”
“Well I dunno, do some diplomacy or something. As for the rest of us, we need to just stick to our table and look after Roofie, and make sure he’s doing okay throughout the night. Maybe I’ll try to charm one of the soldiers or something. The key thing to remember is we need to survive this together.”
You never thought you’d start sounding like your older brother Ben with the whole survivalist shtick, but if it helps thinking like a paranoid person then you aren’t going to dismiss such thoughts.
As night starts to fall the mood in the large army “quarantine” tent grows more restless. Two guardsmen remain on duty at all times though they’re not exactly happy about the situation either. You do manage to get friendly with one of them by the name of Roger and extract a bit more info.
Roger tells you that you and the rest of your carny friends shouldn’t worry too much since this is just a formality. He says that things are much worse in the town and expects his unit will be transferred to support his fellow guardsmen there in a day or two. At which point you’ll all be free to go.
Hearing about the mass riots in town makes you wonder how things are going for your family. You’re almost sort of worried about them, even Kelly, but there isn’t much that can be done now. Hopefully they’ve found some sort of safety.
“Is this going on everywhere?” you ask.
“Well I don’t know a lot of detail, I’m just a grunt in the scheme of things, but things are getting pretty bad, I mean haven’t you heard the news lately?” Roger says.
“Not really, sort of disconnected from the rest of the world lately.” You say.
“Well world tensions have been really high, it’s like every country is gearing up for world war three and domestically people have seemingly gone batshit insane with regards to the rules of common decency and morality. I guess a lot of people are just scared and I can’t blame them on some level, but we still need law and order. Surely you can understand that right?”
“Sure.” You say in agreement since you’d rather not make any potential enemies of the military even if it is just one grunt.
In any case Roger smiles when you agree, you get the impression he’s just as concerned being out here. After a few more pleasantries, Roger says he really needs to get back to “standing guard” and not talking to you as his superior is a real hard ass and he doesn’t want to get into trouble or you for that matter. You thank him for the talk and head back to your colleagues.
Of course some of the carnies seeing you get “cozy” with one of the guardsmen makes them even dislike you even more and you occasionally hear mutterings and name calling by others. Razor hasn’t taken her eyes off of you the whole time you’ve been here. She’s obviously got her sights set on you, regardless of what goes down, she’s just waiting for opportunity.
On the plus side when Shrimpy returns he says that while the dwarves are going to make their own play when the time is right, he’s managed to convince them not to attack the clowns as long as you stay out of their way. (And apparently they’re ONLY extending that courtesy because of Shrimpy’s ties as well you being…well you, though the female dwarves predictably don’t like you too much)
The night goes on and while everyone is in a heightened state of readiness nobody can stay awake forever, so eventually people start falling asleep though its mostly in shifts for most groups and you are no exception.
Eventually though when it’s your turn to sleep, you try to find some sort of comfort on one of the many sleeping mats provided. It’s pretty much impossible, but exhaustion helps you along.
Eventually you drift off…
“Uh, okay Roofie, let’s just go over here and get the battle plan together first okay? I’m sure Klepto and the rest are going to want to hear this first.”
“Hrgh, okay. You don’t need to guide me damn it, I’m not that drunk!” Roofie says and pulls his arm away from your hand.
When you get to Klepto’s table he and the rest know something is wrong when Roofie starts going on about “bum rushing those government puppet bastards.” Shrimpy and Fatty both attempt to calm him down, but he’s not having any of it.
“What the hell is going on Suzy? Roofie’s talkin’ crazier than usual.” Klepto asks.
“He wants to have the entire carnival attack the National Guard, do something before he causes too much of a scene.” You say.
“Do something like what? You don’t mean kill him do you?!” Klepto asks.
“No! But I dunno maybe knock him out to buy us time and he can sober up or something. Lifto, knock him out.” You say.
“Me?! Why me?” Lifto asks.
“Because you’re the strongest of all of us and I’m guessing you could do it in one hit. Just do it, before he gets all of us killed!”
Lifto’s a little reluctant and probably wouldn’t do it normally, but it the situation does seem dire enough so while Roofie is continuing to rant at Shrimpy and Fatty he punches Roofie in the back of the head, knocking the older man completely out and falling into Fatty’s arms.
Some of the other carnies have witnessed this, but they don’t seem to do anything about it. In fact it just goes to show how little most of them respect Roofie in the scheme of the things. Sort of a shame.
“Holy shit, did you have to punch him so hard? He’s an old guy! You might’ve put him in a coma!” Shrimpy remarks.
“I just did what Suzy told me!”
“Alright look, I didn’t want harm to come to Roofie either, but the guy needed to be silenced for at least a moment. I think the bigger problem we’ve got is the other carnies. I get the sense that they think Roofie is no longer a factor in the leadership role, so expect a power play. We all need to stick together for protection.”
“What about the National Guard? I mean shouldn’t we be worrying about them?” Lifto asks.
“The National Guard is what’s keeping this carnival from exploding into an orgy of violence right now. Nobody’s going to risk pissing them off by causing problems, well not now at least without Roofie’s plan of stirring them all up.” You reply.
“Well what the hell do we do now?” Klepto asks.
“I don’t know! I mean I’m just thinking on my feet here! You all told me that we’re the most hated group in the carnival, so we should make friends somehow? Shrimpy, do you have ANY pull with the dwarves?”
“Pull? I suppose I have enough for me, I mean even as a clown deep down I’ll always be a dwarf. But as I’ve mentioned before I can’t promise anything for the rest of you.”
“Well I dunno, do some diplomacy or something. As for the rest of us, we need to just stick to our table and look after Roofie, and make sure he’s doing okay throughout the night. Maybe I’ll try to charm one of the soldiers or something. The key thing to remember is we need to survive this together.”
You never thought you’d start sounding like your older brother Ben with the whole survivalist shtick, but if it helps thinking like a paranoid person then you aren’t going to dismiss such thoughts.
As night starts to fall the mood in the large army “quarantine” tent grows more restless. Two guardsmen remain on duty at all times though they’re not exactly happy about the situation either. You do manage to get friendly with one of them by the name of Roger and extract a bit more info.
Roger tells you that you and the rest of your carny friends shouldn’t worry too much since this is just a formality. He says that things are much worse in the town and expects his unit will be transferred to support his fellow guardsmen there in a day or two. At which point you’ll all be free to go.
Hearing about the mass riots in town makes you wonder how things are going for your family. You’re almost sort of worried about them, even Kelly, but there isn’t much that can be done now. Hopefully they’ve found some sort of safety.
“Is this going on everywhere?” you ask.
“Well I don’t know a lot of detail, I’m just a grunt in the scheme of things, but things are getting pretty bad, I mean haven’t you heard the news lately?” Roger says.
“Not really, sort of disconnected from the rest of the world lately.” You say.
“Well world tensions have been really high, it’s like every country is gearing up for world war three and domestically people have seemingly gone batshit insane with regards to the rules of common decency and morality. I guess a lot of people are just scared and I can’t blame them on some level, but we still need law and order. Surely you can understand that right?”
“Sure.” You say in agreement since you’d rather not make any potential enemies of the military even if it is just one grunt.
In any case Roger smiles when you agree, you get the impression he’s just as concerned being out here. After a few more pleasantries, Roger says he really needs to get back to “standing guard” and not talking to you as his superior is a real hard ass and he doesn’t want to get into trouble or you for that matter. You thank him for the talk and head back to your colleagues.
Of course some of the carnies seeing you get “cozy” with one of the guardsmen makes them even dislike you even more and you occasionally hear mutterings and name calling by others. Razor hasn’t taken her eyes off of you the whole time you’ve been here. She’s obviously got her sights set on you, regardless of what goes down, she’s just waiting for opportunity.
On the plus side when Shrimpy returns he says that while the dwarves are going to make their own play when the time is right, he’s managed to convince them not to attack the clowns as long as you stay out of their way. (And apparently they’re ONLY extending that courtesy because of Shrimpy’s ties as well you being…well you, though the female dwarves predictably don’t like you too much)
The night goes on and while everyone is in a heightened state of readiness nobody can stay awake forever, so eventually people start falling asleep though its mostly in shifts for most groups and you are no exception.
Eventually though when it’s your turn to sleep, you try to find some sort of comfort on one of the many sleeping mats provided. It’s pretty much impossible, but exhaustion helps you along.
Eventually you drift off…