Wild Night
You make your decision and follow through with it, throwing the knife at Cloaky-kun. It gets him in the stomach, he drops his weapon and collapses onto the floor, gasping. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with pain. "Hey, good shot," he praises you as he dies there on the floor.
The making-out girl thanks you for her life by, er, continuing to make out with her girlfriend. But the girlfriend isn't returning her kisses. She steps towards you. "Do you realise who you have killed?" she demands, her jaw clenched in anger.
"Um, I know this one.. the gang leader of Anata, er, Arigato, er, Ahh-soo-desu-ka? Something Japanese, anyway! Beginning with an 'A'!" you offer uncertainly.
"Silence, fool!" screams the woman, her own wrist-knives clearly visible, and in a pretty turquoise, too, you notice, "You have slain a hero. You have slain the dude who does the voice of Team Rocket on Pokémon!"
"Even Meowth," adds the previously-in-danger-of-being-killed first lesbian.
"Even MEOWTH?" cries the barman, bursting into tears and collapsing on the bar, sending pretzels and peanuts flying onto the floor.
You hang your head in shame. There is no way you are going to be able to show your face in this bar, nay, this town, ever again!
DON'T WORRY - YOU CAN GO BACK TO THE START!
The making-out girl thanks you for her life by, er, continuing to make out with her girlfriend. But the girlfriend isn't returning her kisses. She steps towards you. "Do you realise who you have killed?" she demands, her jaw clenched in anger.
"Um, I know this one.. the gang leader of Anata, er, Arigato, er, Ahh-soo-desu-ka? Something Japanese, anyway! Beginning with an 'A'!" you offer uncertainly.
"Silence, fool!" screams the woman, her own wrist-knives clearly visible, and in a pretty turquoise, too, you notice, "You have slain a hero. You have slain the dude who does the voice of Team Rocket on Pokémon!"
"Even Meowth," adds the previously-in-danger-of-being-killed first lesbian.
"Even MEOWTH?" cries the barman, bursting into tears and collapsing on the bar, sending pretzels and peanuts flying onto the floor.
You hang your head in shame. There is no way you are going to be able to show your face in this bar, nay, this town, ever again!
DON'T WORRY - YOU CAN GO BACK TO THE START!
