Hey! Whatchu doing around these parts?
I'm looking for a girlfriend
Ah, funny. But if you're into girls, maybe you should try another junkyard? This one's known as the place where villains and thugs hang out.
But you're not like that ~ I looked at her playfully
Pfft. Oh yeah? Well I mean... you caught me on a good day, cutie. Maybe we could play a game while we're here, hm? Winner takes care of the loser for a night, how about that? Just a friendly little wager. Name your poison!
And what kind of game? I'm interested in you, beauty~
You bat those long lashes at her, the grin on your face growing wider. "Oh, I know just the game," you say, sauntering over to a nearby pile of rusted metal and pulling out an old deck of cards. "It's called 'Strip Tease.' The loser has to take off an article of clothing for each round they lose. Sound fun?" You wink, shuffling the cards with practiced ease.
It sounds interesting, but... Maybe it is worth secluding yourself from other people?
Ah, you're thinking about going soft on me, huh? Fine. Let's play something a little more... dangerous then. How about "Russian Roulette?" The loser has to roll the dice to see how many numbered chambers they spin, then put a bullet in their head and pull the trigger before the next round starts. If they survive, they get to keep playing. Winner takes it all! You name the stakes this time.
Russian roulette... Ha, it reminded me of my homeland I remember Russia with a smile
"Ah, Russian Roulette," you say with a hint of nostalgia in your voice. "They don't make 'em like this back home anymore. But if you're thinking about it..." You grin suggestively. "I could always let the winner be my personal pet for a night."
Wait, are you from Russia too?
I chuckle, surprised but not showing it. "Oh, I'm not from 'round here, beauty. My parents were villains too, though, so they moved us around a lot." I toss you the deck of cards. "So, how about it? Wanna play for keeps?"
So we are not in Russia now... I looked around and did not see a single person who looked like me, a Russian
Ah, I see you're confused about where we are. Don't worry, most people new to the Junkyard get that way at first. It's easy to lose track of time when you're having fun being a villain, you know? But enough about that... what do you say? Wanna play Russian Roulette for my affections?
The result of Russian roulette is death. I don't think I'll want to hug and kiss your corpse.
Well, alright then. If you change your mind, just let me know. We could always try another game while we're here. Maybe "Strip Poker" if you'd be interested in a little friendly competition?