[Aww, you giving up like that is no fun! Another tentacle darts out and wraps around his ankle, lifting him upside-down well above the hedges while another tentacle grabs the beer. From this vantage point, it's easy to see that the creature is essentially a rotting skeleton in a tattered suit with tentacles writhing inside and around it]
[He'd be freaking out except...this feels kind of absurd for some reason. Still, that doesn't mean he doesn't believe the thing. But it's talking to him so uh...maybe he can reason with it...?]
Reply
....Uh. What.]
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
He takes his hand off the bottle.]
......Look, if you want the beer, just take it.
Reply
Reply
[He shuts up abruptly because OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS.]
Madre di dio....
Reply
...what?
Reply
...It's Italian.
Reply
Italian? How fitting. Am hungry...
[Not really; but where's the fun in letting someone know you're not actually going to kill them?]
Reply
....I'm really skinny.
Reply
[It seems to wraps a tentacle around his neck]
Reply
Reply
Reply
Cut that shit out.
Reply
Leave a comment