For all that's true, for all you do

[shuttermouse]

[ A note goes up on the fridge shortly after Chie signs the chicken petition on Monday: ]



[ Come 6 pm, she has prepared some coffee and tea so people can have something to drink while watching the shenanigans that will happen, as well as hot sauce as penalty for refusing a dare. So come here and have fun, y'all. ]

Comments

[midnightsea]

I dare you to stop talking for the rest of the night.

[He knows you can't.]

[He knows you won't.]

[And he knows there's a penalty for it.]

[heymcfly]

...

[ Damn. That's boring as shit and he can't play with anyone else! There's only one thing to do... ]

The hell kind of dare is that?

[midnightsea]

The kind you just lost.

[/mic drop]

[heymcfly]

[ DAMMIT ]

Well, yeah! How else am I supposed to ask questions and shit if I can't talk? If you really think it's that funny then just give me a punishment and do another one.

[ dammit ]

[midnightsea]

I didn't write the rules to this game. And I don't really know the standard penalties, either.

[heymcfly]

[ Oh. OH. IDEA. ]

The penalty for me not taking up the dare is that I gotta dare you back.

And I dare you to sign the horns.