10-28-2022, 08:02 PM
(10-28-2022, 07:53 PM)General Spritz Wrote: Spritz stared at the monkey's paw, absolutely dubious of the whole scenario. Even a regular Monkey's Paw relic was temperamental, and this one looked EXTRA spiteful.
Still...
There wasn't really much of a choice to be made. Passing the cursed wish off to someone ran the risk of drastically dire consequences. It would be best to make the wish here and now. Something broad and beneficial, yet with low risk of perversion of intent.
After thinking for a moment, Spritz made his decision.
He picked up the paw, held it to his forehead, and closed his eyes.
"I wish.... I wish that every homeless person will eventually find their way into stable lifestyles."
The last finger slowly closed with a crinkle, and Spritz hoped things would change for the better.
For weeks, life seemed pretty normal. It was only when walking home today something started to seem off.
Certainly, it seemed like there were a lot of oddly large buildings being constructed, and you were curious about the entire affair when full bales of hay started arriving in town. Sure, some folks had been sleeping in them, rolling in the hay both literally and figuratively, a couple even eating it, but that was just human nature.
But then the hay went into the barns, and the people followed. They let other people ride on them. They started racing each other while onlookers placed bets.
It would take a while for your words to come back to you, for you to realize your mistake. So long, in fact, that by the time you do you've had rent issues of your own, and have heard the siren's call of the stables singing your name.
Horny Points: 50
