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The die hit the desk and bounced turned over to reveal a 1. Johnny wasn't a happy camper at all, he was a volatile concoction of scared and pissed off, and there was nothing he could apparently do but to play the game. He could still resist though, there was no way he was going to willing give into all this faggy shit that was happening.

Johnny found his hand grabbing that stupid pink pawn once again and moving it forwards one spot to a space that simply said "Event" on it. On que the voice from the board game started back up again. "You are the first person to land on an event space. Event's usually will involve a number of players to every player in some sort of competition or goal. You might even have the chance to win a gold card out of it. Now go ahead and draw from the event deck."

His hand instantly began to reach for the smaller deck, red colored deck. As he grabbed the top card he heard that guy Jacob ask the board what a gold card was. Jacob wasn't too bad in Johnny's book. He didn't really know Jacob to well. He knew the guy played basketball and his brother was Benny who Johnny liked.

"A Gold card can be used in many different ways to reverse effects of cards, cancel or prevent Danger Cards, take an extra turn, reroll and much more" the game board voice said.

'So a Gold Card could be rather handy' Johnny thought as he brought the event card to his face and instantly began to read it aloud. "''Dildo Duel: Challenge another player to an old fashioned, medieval duel. Instead of swords though you have Dildo's. The first person to stab the other with their dildo wins a gold card. The player who loses must go back five spaces.''"

Johnny couldn't help but think this might not be too bad. The whole dildo aspect of it wasn't so great, but getting to stab one of these guys wouldn't be so bad, the question was who? He wasn’t going to choose his bud Steve, and Benny was too cool to do such a thing too. Tommy was most definitely probably his best bet here. The bag of lard was anything but athletic and with all that fat it would be simple to stab the turd.

Johnny found himself capable of standing up from his seat for the first time but any thought of running had emptied from his mind, he was excited actually. A long dildo the size of a sparring sword appeared in his hand, and while yes, he would much prefer a real sword, according to the card he could still do damage with this thing.

Tommy stood up, a long dildo materializing in his own hand, fear on his face. Johnny knew without a doubt this was going to be easy.