Ice cream vendor...hmm. The van's okay looking. I've got chocolate flavor, vanilla flavor and strawberry. Ok OK gotcha. Let's check out the tasks. Please be a breeze, Please be a breeze, Please be a bre- God, kill me!
TASK : 1 SELL 50 ICE CREAMS. RULES: NOT FOR FREE THOUGH
The upbeat music fills the air, and a group of excited children rush towards the van, drawn to it like moths to a flame.
"Hey man, gimme vanilla ice cream , " a black kid wearing a tank top and boxer shorts said.
I start filling the cone but,
"I've changed my mind I want chocolate ice cream!"
I am annoyed but reluctantly agree. I'm just about to fill the cone with chocolate -
"Wait, wait... hold on. Now that I think of it, I've never tasted strawberry befo-" he started.
"WILL U CHOOSE ALREADY, YOU FAT LITTLE RUNT!", I shout at him. I fill the cone in anger and hand it to him, throwing him a nasty look.
"Hold up. I just lost my appetite. Here you can have it and give me back my money.", he demands.
"NO REFUNDS, FOOL!," I yell at him.
"Nuh uh. No fair! I'll sue you!", he cries out.
"KEEP THAT ATTITUDE AND IMMA SUE YOUR DAD!"
"GIMME MY MONEY BACK!"
I lose it. I grab the ice cream and throw them into his shorts. He screams, clutches his ass and runs away crying facing major ass freeze trauma.
3 hours later...
Oh dayum! I've still sold only 26 ice creams. At this rate I'm bound to get a C.
I start hyperventilating. Think! THINK! Wait...haha I could just force someone...hahahHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHA MUAAHAHAHAHAA FOOLS!
"Aye you! Yeah you! Come here, you fat ass!," I shouted out. A fat little midget trots over.
"Pay up and buy this ice cream right now, this instant!", I order him.
"I don't want ice cream!", he wails. The nerve of that little piece of crap.
"SHUCHO ASS UP! AND BUY NOW!", I shouted.
"But I don't like ice cream"
"TAKE IT BEFORE I TAKE YOUR LIFE YOU FAT LITTLE DWARF!"
"NO"
I grab the scooper and hit him on the head.
"OW!!!", he cries out.
"TAKE IT YOU OBESE BOMB!"
BWAHAHA he's scared enough. Like a frightened wuss face, he buys the ice cream..
"Don't you dare tell anyone or I'll pop that fat little tum of yours", I snarl as I hand over the cone. He waddles away in fear like the little pig he was.
2 hours later....
Ok I'm done with the task. I'm bound to get a D. Alright, let's check out the next task.
TASK: 2 SELL ICE CREAM TO SOMEONE WHO IS ALLERGIC TO ICE CREAM
What the shit does that even mean?!!
"Yo! You allergic to ice cream?", I call over to a random stranger, walking his dog.
He shakes his head and strolls away. Man, that sucks. I start crying hopelessly. Ok get yourself together. I start brainstorming...
Wait a minute...AHA!
Since the dawn of time, there have been fake scam ads boasting about their fake stupid formulas guaranteed to make you stronger and shit. Haha. I am good at scamming people too. I should give that a shot. I get to work by the end of the hour, a beautiful poster hangs outside my van.
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THE TASKS I HAVE TO DO VOLUME 1
HumorLaugh out loud. You have without doubt played games but have you lived them? Meet John who lives in a world where he is a MC among NPCs. A system is a mysterious order which assigns him random tasks that he has to complete. At the end of the...
