Talk:Ogre/@comment-66.249.83.239-20150612043338/@comment-26219553-20150612120250

Managing to push myself to my feet after a few false starts, I put on my best "idiot rapebait" face and cheerfully address the two amazonian beauties before me; "Goodness me! Sorry to intrude, ladies, but I'm afraid that the little scamp currently hiding in those bushes-" -pointing to the Devil's hidey-hole as I say so- "Pushed me in here. Allow me to remove myself, and enjoy your fi-".

I get cut off mid-sentence by the minotaur clapping a hand over my mouth while looking daggers at the Devil's bush- ogre's just looking daggers at me instead. "Stop talking. Please. You sound like you ate a dictionary. You can make it up to us after we teach this little shit some manners.". Beckoning to her greenskin companion, they rush the Devil's hiding place and beatdowns ensue.

When they return to the pit, bloodlust sated, I'm nowhere to be seen. The Ogre sighs and turns to the Mino; "I KNEW one of us should have stayed to make sure he didn't do a runner... fuck, he's probably heading for that town down the way a few miles, we can catch him if we move!"

As soon as the footsteps die away, I emerge from the mud pit, gasping for air- that was way too lucky. Pausing only to kick the unconscious Devil's body and raid her pockets for compensation, I slowly make my way back to town, making sure to stay off the main roads until I'm sure I won't bump into those two she-hulks on the way.

Making it home safely, I then proceed to spend the next three hours cleaning the mud off. That shit gets everywhere, man. EVERYWHERE.