"well, well..." a voice said from behind them, as they looked towards the source they saw a teenager that looked like he came from a future where the world has
turned to organisations devoted to darkness. "I should have known someone would use my game for power, nothing wrong with that but... it doesn't seem to be creating
complete chaos but rather control." having been treated Jenson took a moment to understand what he was saying.
"what do you want then?" Jenson said with a low growl, Kaylee started rubbing his shoulders to calm him down, her breasts bouncing as she did so.
The dark robed teen standing across from the first waved the steel blue hair out of his eyes. "what he's saying is that keeping the Curse to yourselves is hurting
our economy and you need to pass it to someone who will want to create chaos with it." he said in the most calm manner possible. "And there is also a reason there
is only supposed to be one curse; it allows the facade we have to stay intact and thus anonymous"
"Fair's, Fair." said a female one that appeared behind Fran and Darla making them scream in shock.
"Don't sneak up on us!" they said in tandem.
"keep up." she replied in the same tone as before.
Kaylee thought about this, "you mean we haven't broke any rules?"
The first smirked "first of all; what rules? there are only mechanics in the game. As for why we are here it's that you're using the game in a way it's not fully
intended for, And as denizens of chaos everyone needs our economy to be stable! the last time our economy crashed world war II started. And trust me the last thing
anyone needs is a transform or dare war."
Bart looked up from nursing his wounds. "so what you do now?" he said with child grammar
"It's rather simple you see." the second one said "Jenson gets the curse for simplicity and then passes the curse onto someone not in the pack in a non selfish
manner, spiteful? maybe, but the point is it should not be greedy." he continued keeping the calm aura. "beyond that you must know that the very nature of the curse
is benevolent, it is comparable to a lucky accident so naturally what happens will not be inherently bad only chaotic."
as a light from the remaining curse holders passed onto Jenson, Jenson opened a phone book and dialed a random number.
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A Mid-teens guy named Blaze Final (Which may already be meaningful) answered the phone on the other side of the country expecting Spam, of spam selling wonderful
Spam! Glorious... you get the picture!
"Hello?" he said
"I am currently obliged to ask you a question..." the lupine voice said
An image of vikings with flaming swords rowing a boat, singing filled his mind. "Shoot" he said
"Transform or Dare?"