The Park [Thursday evening after dark]
"//Oh, no, I'm sure you can ride it!//" Eric yelled at one of the Vikings from his spot on the bench where he was carefully examining his fingernails. "//It will bring your family much honor. They will write ballads of Ingvar, the man who rides dinosaurs.//"
There was a slurping sound as the raptor ate another Viking.
"Dumb shit," Eric said, shaking his head, then stood up to face the gang of Ingvar's angry Viking friends.
"Who turns their back on a dinosaur that just ate your friend?" Eric demanded, picking one up and throwing him, javelin-like, to the waiting reptile as he ripped off the others' heads.
"Fuck, I love living here."
[OOC: Open, sure.]
There was a slurping sound as the raptor ate another Viking.
"Dumb shit," Eric said, shaking his head, then stood up to face the gang of Ingvar's angry Viking friends.
"Who turns their back on a dinosaur that just ate your friend?" Eric demanded, picking one up and throwing him, javelin-like, to the waiting reptile as he ripped off the others' heads.
"Fuck, I love living here."
[OOC: Open, sure.]