The Three Sibling's Stories

The red one!

> Green because you had something to drink earlier and really ought to tell your story before the situation with your bladder gets urgent

The emerald child will be the first to speak.

Seasons don't fear the reaper; nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
we can be like they are

offer yourself instead

kick it in the ethereal nuts

Who would stand in the way of death?
To stop that which visits all is a task impossible for all but a few.
It is foolish to place one's life in front of anothers.
Nothing is eternal dear daughter.

However, perhaps an arrangement can be made, if you were to go on a quest.

Challenge Death to a game of charades.

> Ask odd stranger if they are hungry and would like to come in and sit: your father said today is a special day, and he is baking a pie!

Ask Death to give you time to say goodbye, as much time as it takes for this candle stub to burn out.

(Then blow out the candle.)

Challenge Death to a game of Hungry Hungry Hippos.

Dammit woman, Dad divorced you for a reason

Give the reaper a kick in his bony groin.

Become Death's apprentice

Have a friendly cuppa tea. Prove that death is not something to fear.

seduce Death

Actually, offer him curry.

>Challenge Death to a game of
>Chess
>Fiddle
>Wrasslin'

Become Death's apprentice

Ask Death out on a gamer date.

> Tell Death that you're closed for the day, but you can try to work him in tomorrow.

> Ask him to take both of you.

>Close the door on him, maybe he'll go away.

> Rock paper scissors for your dad's soul

>Show Death your tumblr.