My sister took me to court with a pit in the middle, she told me she was the one to hand out sentences but for one she wanted to see how I would do things. So I sat and two people with black cloth covering their heads were brought before me, a middle aged woman and a young man.
The woman was dressed like some saloon dancer, while the man was dressed like a cowboy.
I couldn't see their faces but as if by magic, I knew exactly what they were charged with. The woman was a prostitute that would sleep with men and then rob them at gunpoint. The poor man on the other hand, did nothing.
I pointed at the woman and gave her the death sentence, a giant serpent came out of the pit and I ordered it to chew the woman slowly so she could regret her decisions and to spit out the bones when it was it done. So the serpent did as it has told. The half digested carcass of the woman was spat near the young man and I could suddenly sense disbelief, anger and sorrow coming from him all at the same time.
My sister clapped and told me "Well done, Vasco, swift and decisive, you would make an excellent priest from the dark ages."
"By the way, did you hear that name the woman kept screaming while she was being executed? You thought she had any family depending on her?"
I did remember the woman screaming someone's name (can't remember which) while the serpent chewed her up but I told my sister it was irrelevant, I sentenced to death a brigand that would take advantage of people's most basic instincts to lure them in and rob them at gunpoint. She got what she deserved.
My sister continued:
"Well little brother, I would be remissed if I didn't handed a hilariously ironic punishment to you right now. Surely, you remember the fine young gentleman that was accompanying our recently deceased robber friend. Well, lets meet him now."
My sister removed the black cloth
"Here Vasco, take a good look who you just scared with your bloodthristy bullshit"
I couldn't see the man's face. It feels it was someone I knew but... The face was all blurry. I knew this was my brain trying to protect me from the fact I just hurt someone I knew
TheyBopsky
Well das a proper story right there. Could put that in a book. Could sell that book. Could sell well.
Could use the money to buy a prostitute dressed as a salon dancer. Sounds like a wonderful idea.
WarehouseRabbit
I'd rather just get a pet snake, honestly XD