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Doing Whatever it Takes
As a Ticket Agent for the Acid Dome Mushroom Rave Tea Party, I have been hopscotching the globe (Calypso), spreading the word to all who will hear. Some will engage me to hear the minutest detail, others pay no mind whatsoever. Day after day, town to town, I soldier on with my mission.
Earlier today, my journey brought me to New Oxford. It is very peaceful and refined, there, usually. What I found on this visit, was vastly different. A group of rowdy miscreants had taken hold of the area around the teleporter. Despite my opinion of the bunch, I began delivering my message, in conversation form. One of them feigned a friendly tone, and made a harmless request of me. He felt that I had lost touch with those less fortunate, because I was dressed nicely, and asked if I would revert to my original clothes from long ago. Thinking that it may lead to a sale (you never know), I obliged, and donned the orange.
All during my pitches, I never stop dancing, since it's what I do best. The next request was not so innocent, however. I was to pee in a few bottles. Their tone was growing more hostile, and I began to fear the next moment. I complied, if only hoping to complete a sale. By now, they had realized that I had gone past what they thought they could make me do, and that gave them power. I was theirs for the taking.
I was degraded beyond words. I know some men will do anything to get close to a woman, but is this guy for real? Unfortunately, this was the end result:
Never let it be said, that I didn't go as far as I can to sell a ticket. I take the job seriously, and aim to succeed. Sometimes that gets me in trouble, but eventually the nightmares will go away, and I can return to normal.
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, yet so cruel.
