She asks to see your manager. You take 52 points of psychic damage.
5 points
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this shit would be terrifying in fallout. you’d hear them from miles away, nagging their centaur mates, asking for the manager, and wondering aloud why the bloat flies from across town are allowed to suck on the carrion in their yard
5 points
This looks like something out of dungeon crawler Carl
3 points
(rolls intimidate) Let me speak to your manager!
2 points
Needs the caption “I’m a stay at home Mom!!!”
3 points
The Cuntopede
