It sure seems like someone have dumped all of his stats into strength, able to have two ponies… okay one and a half riding on his back and then dragging another one as well. I really wish that the looted power hoof thingies had fit, he would have sent people flying for miles with those things! heck, pull them along until someone can sell him enough socks to wear until they fit and he would be golden!
I have been LARPing for more than a decade, and one of the most frightning thing that I have ever met is people that can keep a straight face, not showing any emotions at all, when they start talking about what world of hurt they are gonna introduce one to... I like to one up them thou, speak all nice and friendly with my captives, all goody goody like... While laying out my set of wrought iron cutlery, telling them fun facts about the body, how much presure that a fork need to penetrate skin, how deep I need to push it to reach their organs, poke them with my knife at their main arteries and tell them how long it would take for them to bleed out... And my favorite the spoon… Me taking it up, placing it softly against their nose, and tell them about how one can remove an eyeball. Remember, all in the most jovial manner, often interrupting myself with worse and worse details and anecdotes, letting them create the worst pictures in their own brain and seeing them getting goosebumps, even if we both know that it is acting and fake.
Nitpicks: "---" While this is a nice way to seperate a chapter up into parts would it be nicer still if it was centered on the screen "and the little unicorn looked up at me with questioning look" I would use "eyes" here instead " a clear indication that he didn't think I'd survive too long." First real case of "show don't tell", let him shake his head instead as he goes away, muttering about wasted goods or something.
It sure seems like someone have dumped all of his stats into strength, able to have two ponies… okay one and a half riding on his back and then dragging another one as well. I really wish that the looted power hoof thingies had fit, he would have sent people flying for miles with those things! heck, pull them along until someone can sell him enough socks to wear until they fit and he would be golden!
I have been LARPing for more than a decade, and one of the most frightning thing that I have ever met is people that can keep a straight face, not showing any emotions at all, when they start talking about what world of hurt they are gonna introduce one to... I like to one up them thou, speak all nice and friendly with my captives, all goody goody like... While laying out my set of wrought iron cutlery, telling them fun facts about the body, how much presure that a fork need to penetrate skin, how deep I need to push it to reach their organs, poke them with my knife at their main arteries and tell them how long it would take for them to bleed out... And my favorite the spoon… Me taking it up, placing it softly against their nose, and tell them about how one can remove an eyeball. Remember, all in the most jovial manner, often interrupting myself with worse and worse details and anecdotes, letting them create the worst pictures in their own brain and seeing them getting goosebumps, even if we both know that it is acting and fake.
Nitpicks:
"---" While this is a nice way to seperate a chapter up into parts would it be nicer still if it was centered on the screen
"and the little unicorn looked up at me with questioning look" I would use "eyes" here instead
" a clear indication that he didn't think I'd survive too long." First real case of "show don't tell", let him shake his head instead as he goes away, muttering about wasted goods or something.