Spit in his face.
From Create Your Own Story
"ALRIGHT FUCKER, THAT'S IT!" the bouncer shouts, loud enough to overcome the throbbing, body-vibrating music. Were he not shouting at YOU, you would probably be rather impressed by this feat. Instead, you let out a rather girlish squeal as this mountain of man lifts you bodily and carries you to the door. Your squeal turns into a genuine scream as he physically throws you out the door, to crash on the pavement outside.
Fortunately, there were no cars, cyclists, or pedestrians in the way. Doubly fortunate, you managed to hit a small bush before hitting the street itself. You're scraped up a little, but nothing's broken and you aren't bleeding, despite the fact that it feels like you used a steel wool loofa in the shower. You don't even seem to have ripped or damaged your clothes, so you cosider yourself quite lucky, all things considered.
Given that the bouncer could still be at the bar for hours, you decide not to risk your luck going back there--but there are still plenty of other places you can go today.
Where would you like to go now?
- Go get some pizza
- Stroll down to the poor town to check out some rent boys
- Go to a local hook up bathroom
- Go to the park and take a seat on a bench
- Take a stroll around town
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
