Cookie Cutter of Loneliness
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|Cookie Cutter of Loneliness|
|Locations||A Kitchen Drawer|
A cookie cutter takes an unfettered, interconnected, unrestrained mass of cookie dough and forcibly cuts it apart into separate pieces, each thinking itself special though they're all identical. It's a remorseless tool for creating isolation and conformity.
Which is why I always eat the cookie dough raw out of the bowl, like mother nature intended.
It stamps itself into your arm, making a little cookie-shape complete with red frosting. Ooh!
It slices you with its edge. You're not a cookie, but you can still be cut. Eek!
It throws a stale leftover cookie at you with lethal force. Oof!
It hits you with another cookie-cutter, run-of-the-mill, uninspired attack. It's still pretty effective. Ouch!
It stamps a baker's dozen cookies out on your skin. That's the way the cookie crumbles--or in this case, bleeds. Ouch!
It tries to stamp itself into your <solar plexus>, but you're too tough of a cookie to let that happen.
It tries to slice you with its edge, but you edge away.
It throws a stale leftover cookie at you. It's delicious.
It tries to hit you with an attack, but it's a little too cookie-cutter run-of-the-mill to be effective.
It tries to cookie-cut you, but misses and gets bent out of shape on the wall behind you. It has to reform itself before it attacks again. (FUMBLE!)
|You acquire an item: Artist's Cookie Cutter of Loneliness (25%(?) chance)*|
Occurs at A Kitchen Drawer.