Charley leads the Midgets and you doubt if he’s going “fall in line” and even if he claimed he was, he’d just be lying. You might even be putting yourself in great danger by speaking to him directly about this, however you know the Midgets don’t really care for Charley, so if you could get him out of the way somehow, they might be more willing to ally with the Ring Master.
You decide to “test the waters” by speaking to one of the few Midgets (Actually the only one) that’s somewhat less hostile towards you. You see Bob working on hammering tent stakes in the ground and go up to him.
“Hey Bob, can I talk to you?”
“Aw hell Geek, I ain’t got no money for you to get fucking drunk! Just go steal the liquor from that sonofabitch Charley and take your goddamn chances!” he says barely paying attention to you.
“No, its not that…so you uh think Charley’s a son of a bitch huh?”
“I don’t think it, I know it. Everyone does.”
“So why do you guys follow him?”
“Because he does make things better for us. Better than the Ring Master did anyway.”
“Yeah, but what if he’s not the best choice to lead you guys, I mean…”
Bob raises one eyebrow and focuses all of his attention on you now.
“What the fuck are you talkin’ about Geek? You seem to be awfully interested with matters that don’t concern you.” Bob states raising his hammer menancingly.
“Well um…I just heard that…um Charley…I mean…look there’s some shit gonna go down and the Ring Master wants me to get people on his side!”
You’re unsure of what Bob’s going to do about your revelation. You expect the worst, but for once luck is on your side.
“Look Geek, I ain’t gonna lie to ya, not many of us like Charley, and sure, he’s a fucking tyrant, but he gets things done, I dunno he’s kinda like that guy in Germany, except shorter. However, if he wasn’t around, we’d go back to being second class citizens again and why? We DO keep this place running. The Ring Master claims he cares about us, but it doesn’t seem that way to us. We’re under appreciated. And if Charley does have ideas about taking over, then we’re behind him. Maybe the whole place would be run a lot better with him in charge anyway. AND I suggest you don’t talk to any other dwarves about this, you’ll find that you’ll get the same answer and they might just feel the need to tell Charley about the discussion and I don’t think that would be very good for you.”
“So there’s nothing I can do or say to change your mind?”
“Goddamn it, weren’t you fuckin’ listening Geek? I said no! Not unless you found someway of replacing Charley with someone a little more even tempered and with his business savvy.”
“Well, why don’t one of you midg…I mean dwarves do it?”
“(Sigh) Because most of us are simple laborers. We just wanna do our job with as little hassle and relax when we can, we don’t wanna be worried about extra shit. Let Charley worry about it since he wants it so bad. Besides if you haven’t noticed he’s got a mean streak a mile wide and that fuckin’ muscle bound freak Ajax around him all the time.”
“So there’s nobody who’d want to take Charley’s place?”
“Nope. The only one I can think of who’d even have the intelligence of running the criminal activity here smoothly anyway would be his overgrown girlfriend Salina. Now her I wouldn’t mind working under if you know what I mean! Hah! Now get the fuck outta here Geek, I got work to do and your smell is gonna stick to my clothes for days! Get!”
You back away from Bob before he hits you with his hammer or kicks you in the shin.
It wasn’t what you expected, but perhaps Bob has subtlety shown you a way to get the midgets to ally with the Ring Master, but of course this means talking with Salina. That could be even more risky though, considering she’s the object of Charley’s “love”. Not to mention she doesn’t particularly like you.
But then again, who does?
You decide to “test the waters” by speaking to one of the few Midgets (Actually the only one) that’s somewhat less hostile towards you. You see Bob working on hammering tent stakes in the ground and go up to him.
“Hey Bob, can I talk to you?”
“Aw hell Geek, I ain’t got no money for you to get fucking drunk! Just go steal the liquor from that sonofabitch Charley and take your goddamn chances!” he says barely paying attention to you.
“No, its not that…so you uh think Charley’s a son of a bitch huh?”
“I don’t think it, I know it. Everyone does.”
“So why do you guys follow him?”
“Because he does make things better for us. Better than the Ring Master did anyway.”
“Yeah, but what if he’s not the best choice to lead you guys, I mean…”
Bob raises one eyebrow and focuses all of his attention on you now.
“What the fuck are you talkin’ about Geek? You seem to be awfully interested with matters that don’t concern you.” Bob states raising his hammer menancingly.
“Well um…I just heard that…um Charley…I mean…look there’s some shit gonna go down and the Ring Master wants me to get people on his side!”
You’re unsure of what Bob’s going to do about your revelation. You expect the worst, but for once luck is on your side.
“Look Geek, I ain’t gonna lie to ya, not many of us like Charley, and sure, he’s a fucking tyrant, but he gets things done, I dunno he’s kinda like that guy in Germany, except shorter. However, if he wasn’t around, we’d go back to being second class citizens again and why? We DO keep this place running. The Ring Master claims he cares about us, but it doesn’t seem that way to us. We’re under appreciated. And if Charley does have ideas about taking over, then we’re behind him. Maybe the whole place would be run a lot better with him in charge anyway. AND I suggest you don’t talk to any other dwarves about this, you’ll find that you’ll get the same answer and they might just feel the need to tell Charley about the discussion and I don’t think that would be very good for you.”
“So there’s nothing I can do or say to change your mind?”
“Goddamn it, weren’t you fuckin’ listening Geek? I said no! Not unless you found someway of replacing Charley with someone a little more even tempered and with his business savvy.”
“Well, why don’t one of you midg…I mean dwarves do it?”
“(Sigh) Because most of us are simple laborers. We just wanna do our job with as little hassle and relax when we can, we don’t wanna be worried about extra shit. Let Charley worry about it since he wants it so bad. Besides if you haven’t noticed he’s got a mean streak a mile wide and that fuckin’ muscle bound freak Ajax around him all the time.”
“So there’s nobody who’d want to take Charley’s place?”
“Nope. The only one I can think of who’d even have the intelligence of running the criminal activity here smoothly anyway would be his overgrown girlfriend Salina. Now her I wouldn’t mind working under if you know what I mean! Hah! Now get the fuck outta here Geek, I got work to do and your smell is gonna stick to my clothes for days! Get!”
You back away from Bob before he hits you with his hammer or kicks you in the shin.
It wasn’t what you expected, but perhaps Bob has subtlety shown you a way to get the midgets to ally with the Ring Master, but of course this means talking with Salina. That could be even more risky though, considering she’s the object of Charley’s “love”. Not to mention she doesn’t particularly like you.
But then again, who does?
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