Kids, this is why you don't do drugs (Solo)

by **Bob Barton** on September 27th, 2011, 7:41 am

6th day of Fall 511 AV

"Hurry up you petching shrimp!" the man in front of him angrily roared out. Oh please, you think Bob would purposely annoy another person on purpose? Of course unless he would get an advantage from it which was the point he was in now. What did he have in his hand, two pretty pictures? Bob gave out a little chuckle seeing it to pressure his opponents. It may not be the biggest hand but it was still very tough to beat or attempt to beat. "Are you all really in such a hurry to lose?" he asked with a grin at each one of them.

Like he wanted, two of them quickly took extra cards for themselves all the way to their doom from Bob's little trap. The two tossed their cards on the table angrily with some curses but the third just gave a grin of his own. Whats this? He threw out his cards to reveal a total of 21. "Stinkin lucky moron." Bob muttered out while he threw out his own cards and tossed his money to the man.

The game continued on after the bets were placed. "Of all the rotten luck" Bob thought to himself seeing his crappy hand of 12. One of the worst hands he knows he can get. If he was unlucky enough he would most definitely lose again. Oh why can't he have been the winner earlier or at least have those cards now. Looking at the other players he saw that the two he was supposed to have beat in the previous round darting their eyes around the table. Just like Bob now, he knew that the losses have gotten to them too. But what about the fourth player? Bob took a look at him and saw that he was still calmly looking at his cards and enjoying his drink. That stinker! Did he think he already won again? Either way, because of this Bob became too cautious to even think about trying to trick the rest of them again.

Bob started off by taking another card. He was not going to waste his efforts hiding the fact that he already thought he had lost. Slowly he pulled the card towards him and put it with his other cards. "Well, what are you waiting for shrimp?" the fourth man taunted, the same which Bob was doing to the others earlier. "No need to wait, its your turn" Bob said with a sigh of relief looking at his lovely 21. He didn't need the others needed to know that yet though so he kept his brooding face on.

As the rest of them went to take their cards, Bob kept frowning are each one of them. Even when one went over and threw his cards in a rage to storm off he still frowned instead of smiling like the other which barely made it through. Then the fourth man said "I win again" and tossed his 20 on the table, making a grab at the money from the pile. Now it was time to smile. "Not so fast" Bob said with a big grin and pushed his cards right at the winner's face before moving on to take his money.

by **Bob Barton** on September 27th, 2011, 10:31 am

Now there were only two other people Bob can get money from. Which was not too bad. The bad thing was that now he made someone mad and that person was the one he took the win from. Bob saw the faint hints of reddening cheeks and gnashing teeth but only thought it was because of his drink seeing the way he was taking it in. "You might want to have less of that" he said pointing to the man. As usual he should have kept his mouth shut because the man only got a lot more angry.

"Take it" the man said after a while of thinking and gave Bob his other mug of waiting ale. Shaking his head, Bob declined "No thanks, I don't drink" but the man was pushy. He pushed the mug into Bob's hands and shouted "DRINK!" Bob was about to decline again in a more stern voice until he saw the man fingering the handle of his knife in another hand. "Gulp" quickly he went and snatched the mug. "Drink, g-g-good. You are very k-k-kind buddy" he managed to stutter out and went to drink some.

Each sip he took made things a lot more stranger. It was like the cards were dancing around when he saw them. Then he started to think crazy things as well. Bob could not even tell if he was winning or losing anymore. Eventually he started to get his dog to play the game for him. "Here Jinsen, here boy. You can take over since I don't know whats going on." One of the other players just gave him strange looks and took his leave not wanting to get involved with the madness anymore while the person who gave Bob his drink just sniggered happily.

"What should we do now Jinsen?" Bob asked showing his cards to the dog which only panted happily. "What do you mean you don't know?" taking the cards back to count the 1 and 3 "We have a four here don't we? So we need more. More!" he pressured the dog right until it barked loudly. "You heard the dog. Hit it!" Bob said getting another card which was a 10. "So Jinsen. Four and ten. A lot closer to twenty-one but fourteen is not good enough. What are we going to do?" Bob asked again waving the cards in front of the dog. "What do you mean you don't know?" he pressured the dog again quietly thinking that he should teach the dog how to play when he went back if it was really this stupid.

But the only stupid one here was Bob thanks to the man right in front of him who was happily taking another card. Bob's attention was still on Jinsen as he said "We need at most seven more to win Jinsen. So what do you want to do?" Bob asked again louder. He was expecting a response from the dog. Any response or how was it going to play? The dog just looked at the cards, at Bob then back at the cards before barking out again before Bob went and took up another card.

"Now look what you done. Didn't I say a ten at most?" This dog really did not know what was needed to win. How could it have taken a 10? The man suddenly burst out with laughter as he took the money "As funny as all this is, I'm leaving" Bob threw his cards on to the table and and growled at the man. You might want to have less of that" the man mimicked Bob's earlier statement. Angry, Bob turned back to his dog "Look at him, he is taking your victory and running with it. So attack, attack!" Bob wanted Jinsen to attack but Bob still hasn't got to teaching his dog that yet. So he growled at the man again since the way he always taught Jinsen was through example or food.

Jinsen thought Bob was just unhappy and did what any dog would. Happily it barked and jumped on Bob, pushing him on to the ground while getting some licks in. "No, no, don't attack me. Attack him!" Bob cried out before falling with a "Thud!" When he finally got his dog off and got back up the man had disappeared with his winnings. Glaring at the dog angrily, he commanded "Now look what you done. We are going home."

OOCLoses will be based on the price of Pulp (like a purchase) from the plantation which unfortunately I don't know the price of yet

by **Bob Barton** on September 28th, 2011, 6:26 pm

"Home Jinsen, homeeeeee" Bob asked Jinsen. It was lucky he decided to bring his dog along today. That drink must have been very strong. He could barely make out what was in front of him. They looked so happy and cheery, not like Sunberth at all. Tugging at the leash again to get Jinsen's attention, he asked again "Hoooooooooome Jinsennnnnn, homeeeeee..."

Then Jinsen started walking forward to lead Bob along the bar. He crashed into some chairs but it was good enough that people moved out of the way of the new crazy. Even in his lucid state Bob was still able to appreciate that the dog was sending him into too many chairs until finally he was taken to the chair in the corner. It looks like the dog had more sense than its owner. There was just no way that Bob can make it through even with a guide but he was not going to give up. Still, he took a seat and looked at his dog thinking how to get his command across.

"Home, do-you-know what is hoooommmee?" Bob knew what home technically was. It was the place he ate, slept and kept his dog a.k.a. Killroy's Kennels as much as he did not like the place. Those should be enough for Jinsen to know. "Jinsen!" he clapped. "Ho-" putting his hands which were flat together to the side to his head with a snore or two to make it look like he was sleeping. "-me" making a motion of putting something on his hands and putting it at Jinsen's mouth, sadly missing it entirely and throwing himself on the floor. Tugging at the leash again Bob asked "HHHHHHooooommmmmmeeeeee."

Whether or not Jinsen understood, Bob found himself walking outside the streets to who knows where. "Faster Jinsen, fasterrrrrrr" Bob said with a squeal of excitement. Feeling the warm air and faint breeze on his face was purely ecstasy especially with him high on pulp. Jinsen was still strolling along the road happily, Bob did not like that and started to pick up the pace into a run, dragging his dog behind him.

Jinsen who was lagging behind got into a trot besides Bob and started to run faster now dragging Bob behind it. "Yes, yessssssss. Fasterrrrrr!" Bob squealed again chasing after the dog. The streets were big, big enough for Bob to make the sudden turns he needed when running with his dog especially when his crazed and excited squealing alerted the other people to make way for him. That was way more better than the sound of stampeding hooves from a horse. After a few more streets, Bob finally tripped and fell down on the ground causing Jinsen to stop running.

He got up all wet on the face from his dog's attempts at reviving him and the sound of a cat meowing loudly. Almost like a laugh. Bob did not need to be thinking straight to know that the timing was too perfect. The cat was laughing at him but it will be Bob who gets the last laugh. "Jinsen, sic hiiiiim!" Bob yelled out pointing at the cat. At least this time Jinsen obeyed him and ran towards the cat. "Yes, yes attackkkkkk, no, no don't eat theee scraps..." Bob cried out in dismay. That dog was really trouble.

"You-are-a-DOG! That-is-a-CAT! You-are-enemies!" Bob was able to blurt out in a moment of anger with his voice overwhelming the cat's meowing. Is he going to have to teach the dog how to attack too? Bob moved up in a curvy path right to the garbage can to face the dog and the cat. Quickly, he made a grab cat's neck like he had seen the other people in Killroy's doing. Too bad the pulp's effects were quite strong on him and he missed, tipping over the can when he punched into it. "OUCH!" that hurt a lot punching into metal even if the can was the one which fell. With a "Clank!" like a starting gun the cat ran off further into the alley.

After shaking some of the pain off, Bob looked down the alley. That stinking cat was still taunting him with its meows and the pain did not make things better even if it keeps his thoughts in check. "Just wait over there you cat...Jinsen attack! You dogs like to chase cats right?" pointing down at the alley all full of energy. Then when the dog took off after the cat, Bob followed behind it cheering "Thats it, you can do it Jinsen. Attack!" Finally, he got his dog to try and attack something today.

Bob chased his dog down the alley which was chasing the cat all the while cheering it on. This cat was a smart one, knocking over things in the alley to fall on the ground. Jinsen was good. It was small, fast and driven by instincts but Bob? He was big, sluggish and high on drugs he still wasn't aware he took. Bob leaped over and to the side of all the things cluttered around the alley like trashcans and rubbish but at one point when he tried to jump over one of the overturned trashcans, he didn't jump high enough. His foot got caught behind the trashcan tripping him and brought him falling down. Bob's eyes caught on to the rotten food on the ground. He didn't want to land on that so he quickly put his foot down. Still unable to move properly, his foot landed on one of them and he slipped falling backwards and crashing on the trashcan.

by **Bob Barton** on September 29th, 2011, 2:52 pm

Scrambling back on his feet to get back to the chase, Bob was just in time to receive a cowering Jinsen right on his chest. "Oof! Whats wronggggg?" He knew his dog was friendly, but a coward? Bob did not know much about that aspect but down the alley it was only a cat. How pathetic. Hugging his dog, Bob walked forward to the end. "Jinsen, its only a caaaaaaat." His dog was going to need to learn how to be a lot more aggressive. He did like his dog being all nice and friendly especially towards him but no one else is going to take it seriously with that attitude. Like the man who stole his winnings in the tavern earlier.

Jinsen kept fidgeting and fighting on the way to the end forcing Bob to hold on to it tighter until finally he reached the end. The dog's fear to the cat was stronger than its obedience towards its master and Jinsen broke free from Bob's hold despite him trying to hold it tightly. "Jinsennnnn, how can you be such aaaaaaa scaredy cattttt" It looks like Jinsen was the only cat here. Besides Bob and it there was only a little girl in the alley. "Did youuuuu seeeee the catttt?" Bob asked. He might not be thinking straight but even he can see that the alley had no way out. It was a dead end and unless it climbed over or was hiding under the junk the cat would still be here.

The girl was not interested with Bob. Instead she just started making scary monkey faces with a few grunting sounds at Jinsen. Bob repeated his question "Caaaaatttttttt?" while Jinsen started to cower behind him. Finally the girl spoke up angrily "You think you can chase me down an alley?" Funny. Bob thought he was chasing Jinsen which was chasing the cat. Before he could answer the girl went pouncing at him like a cat. "Ooooooo, I see it now..." In his eyes Bob could have sworn that he saw a shadow image of a cat over the girl.

Bob brought up his arms to protect himself while the girl pushed him on the ground. Squealing in pain instead of excitement this time, Bob tried his best to block off the girl's nails which came scratching down on him while weaving his head to the side to try and dodge those which he was unable to stop. After feeling some nail's digging into his skin, Bob shouted out "Help Jinsen, Help!" The only help he got from Jinsen was some useless growling. Bob had to take matters into his own hands. After blocking once more, he flung his arm outwards and smacked right on the girl's face stunning her for a few moments.

"Now Jinsen, nowwwwww!" Bob cried out gnashing his teeth at the girl to show what he wanted his dog to do. It only got the idea partly right as it jumped on the girl's face and started slobbering all over it. Too friendly for anything. Bob quickly got up saying "No Jinsen, nottttt friend. Enemy. Not lickkkk, bite!" Staggering over, Bob picked up his dog's leash and pulled it back to tell the Jinsen to stop. "This is how its done." he snarled aiming a kick right into the girl's abdomen once Jinsen got back.

On normal circumstances Bob would not normally do something like this to a little girl but today was different. Someone just had to spike his drink with some pulp. So Bob who was so full of emotion kept kicking at the girl. Even when she turned around, he leaped over her and started kicking from the other side until Jinsen suddenly came between them. "Youuuu want me to stopppp?" he asked after seeing his dog's actions before turning back to the girl "Tell me whyyyyy I should sttttop?"

The girl just spat and hissed at Bob. Taking a few blinks he saw that in her place, Jinsen was protecting a cat instead. The same one they have been chasing earlier. "Sooooo this is hooowwww it isss?" Angry, Bob grabbed the cat by the neck before shaking it wildly in the air before it was able to get back on its feet. "Tell-me-why-I-should-stop!" unfortunately in its cat form the kelvic was unable to speak and Bob tossed it back on to the ground.

While the kelvic turned back into a girl, Bob tapped his foot impatiently. Then lifting up his fist to make his threat more real, he asked again "Tell mmmmme!" The girl frantically waved her hands at Bob begging and pleading "I-I-I'll take you back!" Not good enough. "Jinsennnnnnn" he called his dog back "Can do thatttttt for me." There must be more. Even a stupid alley cat in Sunberth should have something to offer of value and Bob pressed her more by throwing a punch right in front of her face like he was going to hit her.

That did the trick and she screamed out "I'll also give you my treasure!" Bob liked treasure since it always meant that it has value. He pulled up the kelvic gripping her wrist tightly and growled with a smiling face "Give meeeeee." By now the kelvic could tell that there was something off with Bob and she took advantage of it by trying to slip her wrist out of Bob's grip. Instinctively since the drugs are messing with his brain processes, Bob pulled her closer to his face in a harsh tone "Givvvvve me the treasurrrrrre!"

by **Bob Barton** on September 29th, 2011, 8:18 pm

Finally he was able to convince or threaten the kelvic that it was in her best interest to give him what he wanted. She took him right to the back of the alley where the dead end was and told him "It is here." But Bob had no idea "wherrrrre is hereee?" The kelvic just shook her head not wanting to tell him anything. It looks like it was the hard way for her and Bob lifted his fist up again to her head level. "Wherrrrre is hereee?" he asked again one last time before sending it to her head but it looked like the same trick was not going to work twice since she just stiffened and refused to say anything.

Not happy with being tricked like his, Bob gripped her hand harder and dragged her around the alley to push her into each and every trashcan, crate and clutter to see if there was any reaction out of her. Unfortunately, due to the fact the drugs are messing with his senses he always saw her face in a strange way. Mostly angry but with giant fangs, whiskers and such to remind him of her kelvic features. Failing, he threw her towards one of the clutters angrily. If his fists were not enough to scare her then maybe a weapon? Bob always had his weapon with him so he raised it up into the air waiting for her answer.

Quiet in a dark alley with a naked girl would not look good and even Bob was starting to feel awkward. She needed to hurry up and Bob's hand was starting to feel tired. So he went for a hit at the girl with his cane sword and before reaching her, he diverted it to smash into the crate right besides her sending shrapnel flying all over "Youuuuu'rrrrrreee nextttttt!" going to lift his weapon again.

"Its here! Its here! I just forgot where I hid it." she cried out with tears. She was either a good actor or she really forgot. Bob started to feel bad and dropped his cane. Now there was a problem. She didn't know where it is, Bob didn't know where it is...wait, there was Jinsen. Bob pulled on the leash "Commmme on Jinsen, showwwww your stuffffff." When it got close, Bob sat on the ground and grabbed on its head to turn it to face the kelvic. "Don'ttttt you ruuuuuun now" he told her while he pressed Jinsen's nose on her. "GGGGGGet a gooooooood smell of herrrrr Jinsen" he said giving the dog a few moments to get her scent.

Bob planned to walk Jinsen around the alley until it got the familiar scent of the cat but to do that, both him and his dog will not be able to keep her from running. So he lied "Jiiiinsen knooooowwwwwsssss youuuuu. Yoooou cannn't rrrrrunnn" hoping she was still afraid enough to believe it. Bob took Jinsen to everything which stood out in the alley and brought its nose near them. "Goooo on, smmmmmell" looking expectantly at the dog. Was it going to need an example again? Fine, just this once. Bob leaned towards the trash can and went "Sniff, sniff..." That was revolting but if he could do it, so can Jinsen.

After a while of walking around, Jinsen started scraping and backing excitedly at a crate. "Gooooooddd boy Jinnnsen!" Bob cried out rummaging excitedly through the contents of the crate. There was only produce. He pulled the kelvic back to him again "Whhhhhere?" and she started digging into the crate. Bob greedily followed through until she finally found it and pushed it into his hands. "There, happy?"

Bob was very happy. It was pretty and shiny or maybe it was just the drugs telling him that. Excited, he showed it to Jinsen "Looooook. Isn't it nicccccce?" Jinsen took a few sniffs at it before Bob put it away and turned back at the kelvic. "Can I leave now?" she asked impatiently. Leave? She only gave one part of the deal. Now it was time to collect the other part. Bob took up his cane again and pointed it at her to show what her choices were. "Nooooooo, sttttttttill need to gggggggo home."

Where was home? Of course it was Killroy's and when Bob told her that, she went a little bit wild. Bob always the fool misinterpreted it. "I donnnn't wannnt to walk witttth nuuuude girl toooo." taking off his jacket and handing it over to her but since she refused to put it on, Bob spread it out right in front of him and forcible draped it over her. Getting it on was easy but getting her hands into the sleeves was hard but after some time it finally got on. "Nooow, lets gggggoooo" he commanded, poking her with his cane and pushing Jinsen to follow behind her closely.

by **Bob Barton** on September 30th, 2011, 4:33 am

Bob poked and prodded the girl forward with a gentle reminder of "Killroy's" once and a while. Even if he missed a few times, she still got the message. She had no choice. At least following her is easier than trying to make sense of the streets and buildings now. They all looked so pretty. It was like Bob was finally able to see Sunberth in a different light. Towards the end the kelvic got more bold or desperate depending on how you looked at it. She tried to escape. When she did, Bob released the leash "Playyyyyytiiiime Jinsssssen." Yes, playtime. Something that Bob could do with Jinsen especially when it was such a chore to train. The dog bounded after its playmate and pounced on her back until she fell to the ground.

"Yoooooou looooose" Bob said tauntingly while pointing at the kelvic before going to pet his dog "Goooooood Jinseeeeen" and pulling the pair apart. Bob gave a kick at the girl's behind for good measure before he knelt to his dog. While just encouraging it, he turned back to the girl "No moooore ruuuning." before pulling her up back again.

They headed off to Killroy's once more with the same position they started off earlier. Gah this was horrible, Bob should have just let the kelvic run because now she started asking him stupid questions like what does he do, why he does not look like a criminal and how he survives in Sunberth with his size. All very annoying which he asked questions of his own to at least try and stop her. "Yoooouu taunttttt people in the streeeeets everyday? Howwwww do you surrrrrvive? Caaaattt or girrrrrl you are stiiiiill small." Whatever answer he got he was not interested. All he wanted to do was go back and rest this off thanks to the psycho who forced the drinks on him.

It was a looooong time before they finally reached their destination. Longer than Bob remembered it. "DDDDDDDo you know wheeeeere?" or "Arrreee you leading mmmmme properly?" were some of the only things which got out of Bob throughout the journey until Bob was at the clearing. But why were there so many tents? It was alright if he reached there alright so "Thhhhhhank youuuu" Bob told the girl allowing her to leave. Unlike some of the other scum in Killroy's employ, Bob was not one of those who would sell the kelvic as a slave unless she really deserved it. Just a harmless laugh or two could be forgiven. If he tortured her over it then Bob would be much worse off. He does things like this a lot more worse.

She returned the jacket despite Bob's protests that she can give it back some other time. She was far more comfortable in her cat form. As Bob was putting on his jacket to wait for her to leave, she said something stupid. "Bye bye shrimp and shrimp's dog." While this was something Bob normally shrugged aside after putting up with the same for so long, it reminded him of the man who spiked his drink earlier. The kelvic while her back was turned to change forms was suddenly impaled in the chest from behind when Bob charged her through with his sword. "Noooooot shrimmmmp!" Bob snarled angrily when he pushed the sword in as deep as he could.

"What-have-I-done?!" Bob gasped out at the horror he just did after Jinsen started whimpering. It was not because he killed but more because he killed right in front of his workplace. He did not want a bad reputation. Looking around to see if no one was around, Bob lifted up the corpse and threw it into the bushes. "Sorryyyyyy Jinsen, leeeeets go hooooome. Hopefully in the next morning when the drugs wore out Bob would forget all about what happened today.

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