Dakota's massive hand rushes for you from up above, the giant college student's mouth agape and her eyes fixated upon you, the young woman clearly ready to cast you into the cage and condemn you to breathe your last breaths at the mercy of a hamster, dying for the amusement of a circle of young sorority girls. They even popped popcorn and served drinks to enhance the festivities! You can't let this be the end. They're not going to decide your fate! Acting purely on instinct you leap to the side....and narrowly evade Dakota's grasping fingers!
"Gah! The little thing can really move!" Dakota exclaims, looking at you in surprise and mild frustration.
"I told you Dakota...thing moves like CRAZY" Megan says. Dakota simply smiles in response. "That's great....if we can catch 'em. It means Nibbles should get a good workout before he takes a bite out of it. Whoever designed this chewtoy has to be a genius." Vicky responds with more concern. "Yeah...real genius. HEY LIL GUY. STOP RUNNIN! DON'T BE AN ASSHOLE!" She says. Jazzy eyerolls in response. "It's just a chewtoy. What...do you actually think it'll respond to voice commands?"
You aren't getting any support from the girls.
You begin a frantic dash around the tabletop, desperately looking for a way to evade the girls. With all of thes drinks set down upon the tabletop, as well as the hamster cage, you should have at last a few hiding spots...but the girls have five pairs of eyes on their side, as well as the luxury of looking around from above. You could go for another route. By now a few pieces of popcorn are scattered across the tabletop, and you could possibly hide in a little gap in one of them...but that puts you in danger of getting eaten.
Before you can decide, you hear a THUD and are sent staggering back. Latisha's outstretched hand forms a wall in front of you, her sweatsoaked fingers outstretched to maximize her coverage. " Come on. We don't wanna keep Nibbles waiting. I'll block 'em off. Someone catch 'em, I wanna see now Nibbles likes his new girlfriend~ " As you turn around you see both Vicky and Dakota going for grabs, Vicky hovering her hand past the edge of the table, ready to lunge at you from the side. Dakota is behind you, ready to pinch you should you retreat at all. The situation is getting worse. The girls are ganging up on you and none of them have any problem flinging you into the cage, even though they know you can move. What more can you do to communicate your humanity? At this point, you simply lack the resources to persuade them that you're anything beyond a toy!
You'll have to act. You'll have to continue this dodging game... if you want to live.
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