Baahaahaa

[wooliefrand]

WHO: Some Sheep
WHERE: Pasture
WHEN: 105 Evening

[As the sun sets, you may be just going about your business, maybe looking for Blossom, maybe patrolling, maybe doing other shit simultaneously because time is fake!! OR maybe you notice a pigtailed weed, Queen, experimentally slicing her hand to see what happens and then. . .poof!

Ruh-roh!!

The two chat about SOMETHING for a couple minutes, before the little demon baps its hooves together. Before you can escape into the safety of your barns, all who were around are suddenly swept up, pulled in the middle of the pasture. . .with each of you at a podium.

You cannot move from the podium, but the podiums themselves can move around kinda like those. Moving scooter things in cities. beep beep. You can't leave the area tho.

The little demon speaks up:

Alright, maggots! Monomaton's here, and I've just got a simple question for ya!

What's the value of each of your mortal lives?

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Comments

[despair_to_live]

Lemme think about it, no.

Looks like neither of us will get the 1, then. Sucks to be you.

[rugpull]

The fuck ya talkin' about?

1/2

[despair_to_live]

I picked a one. You apparently also picked a one. An impasse.

Resolution? Neither of us gets that one. Who knows where you'll go, then? Or me?

[despair_to_live]

...It's hopelessly the worst!!

[rugpull]

I mean already put in one.

Like if ya wanna do it too sure but if ya get fucked that's on you. Also wow weird horny face?

[despair_to_live]

...So? I put in one in long before that.

You sure you wanna take that chance?

[rugpull]

Yeh. Lets gamble.

[despair_to_live]

You're going to die.

And I'm going to laugh.

[rugpull]

I don't give a shit.

If I die for puttin' myself first so fuckin' be it.