(Originally written by: LGV)
"The meanest thing, eh?" She asked, placing a finger to her chin. "That's a hard one. Though if I HAD to choose, it'd probably be the time I busted David's balls."
"Wait, David, you're older brother?" Caleb asked.
"Yes, him. Last month he was late for picking me up from the airport. Mom would've been PISSED if she knew he'd forgotten me, so we made a deal. I got to stomp his crotch with a pair of stiletto's a few times."
Caleb instinctively crossed his legs in protection of his junk.
"Sheesh, that sounds horrible!" Cindy said.
"It sure was. But that little rat deserved it for being unable to do something so simple."
"Well Jennifer, you were honest, so give the die a roll," the game commanded.
Following its orders, she did just that. It came up a two.
"Oh, a two," the game began, "that lands you on the object square. I'll let you choose between to objects to make your own. And considering your story, I got just the choices for you. Would you like a magic pair of stilettos that will never maim those you use them on, only causing pain? Or would you rather a bracelet of control that will give you command over those you put it on?"
"Damn, both of those sound great!" Jennifer exclaimed. "If I had to choose one, though, I'd go with..."
