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Chapter 7
by Nom Nom Nom de Plume
Which group do you speak to?
Play Drinking Games With the Dugs
There's enough empty glasses on the table that it seems likely these guys are one stiff breeze from being knocked down anyway. And who knows? Maybe they're friendly drunks?
"Who the fuck do you think you are?"
Maybe not. You also note his distinct lack of accent. Where the fuck does Rogo come from? Speaking of...
"Name's Corvin. I'm a friend of Rogo's?"
Every Dug at the table has gone deathly silent. Out of the corner of your eye, you see one Dug inching on his hand-feet towards the bar, circling behind you. A second has grabbed a bottle by the neck and is glowering at you. A third, the largest and apparent leader hops onto the table, rearing up on his arms to tower over you.
"Did you say fucking Rogo sent you?"
Shit. You raise your glass high, as though saluting, and slowly drop your other hand to the blaster at your hip. If these Dug don't kill you, you are seriously contemplating firing your crew and starting over.
"We fucking love that fucking guy! Come on over! We're in the middle if a game of Hooftap!" The Dug erupt into cheers. The one holding the bottle throws it into the face of another across the table. Judging by his mate's cheers, this earned him many points.
The Dug that had inched to the bar returns, bearing an extra drink for you. You never finished your first (you aren't convinved it isn't starship fuel), so you find yourself with a drink in each hand.
"Op, looks like someone's got a fucking shuffah! You know what that means! Everybody fucking drinks!" Apparently holding two drinks is a shuffah, and means everyone drinks everything? That seems pretty straight forward, but instead of drinking another Dug reacted by doing a backflip and hanging from the ceiling by his feet. You aren't entirely sure you're following how this game works.
Rogo seemed confident this lead would take you somewhere, so maybe you should play this out. On the other hand, trying to keep up with this Dug drinking game might literally kill you. On the OTHER other hand, apparently you have a fucking shuffah, so everyone fucking drinks.
Do you fucking drink?
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Bounty Hunter for Hire
A Bounty Hunter Story, Set in the Star Wars Universe
In the years between the Clone Wars and the disbanding of the Republic, take on the role of a bounty hunter as he plies his trade across the galaxy. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.
Updated on Oct 4, 2020
by Nom Nom Nom de Plume
Created on Sep 3, 2019
by Nom Nom Nom de Plume
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