Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35898511-20180718044425/@comment-35674737-20180718054016

I already felt like this was a huge fucking setup... First of all, I have no lawyer I'm supposed to defend myself. What a bunch of bullshit, yet there was card I had up my sleeve.

dragging myself to to the podium, I was looked at like a criminal. The faces of the attendees all eyes were all accusing and their gaze was full of ire. Fuck my life.

The talking quieted....

A weird girl who was, of course, scantily dressed, addressed me, "You are here today for crimes against the Queen and her people!" Her voice sounded like she did a lot of ass kissing to get where she was at. "Of such you—"

I smashed my head against the podium...

Everyone's jaw dropped... I got the reaction I wanted, but once wasn't enough. I was going to have to go even further beyond.

Thwack!

Thwack!

Thwack!

It hurt like a motherfucker! From just being red, I was already beginning to stain the podium with small droplets of blood. That was when the guards reacted.

Grabbing me by my arms, I started screaming unintelligbly. I curled on the floor screeching with such volume that they had to force me back to a cell. Solitary confinement for me, and more bought time...

Mission Accomplished folks. Get me a beer.