TG Sorcerer's Captions and Stories

Contrary to what you would initially believe, Tricksters absolutely despise the first of April. Being fervent pranksters themselves, there are many reasons that they hold such contempt for this day of jokes and foolery. The primary one being the fact that all these amateurs out there make such a poor job of setting up pranks and jokes on their peers. All these half-baked pranks, all these lame punchlines with no rhyme or reason, it really undermines the whole work, the art of the Trickster, these beings that consider themselves as godlike beings, creatures that view all of humanity as simple playthings, subjects for their crazy and twisted pranks. And so, on this cursed day, the Tricksters walk around, on the lookout for would be pranksters, and make sure that their pitiful attempts at a joke backfire in some way, to teach them a lesson in trickery that they will never forget. The first person to be the target of a Trickster’s ire was a retail store worker named Karl. This obnoxious

You were rushing out to the dining area after Cindy, one of the waitresses, had barged into your office, going off about some guy harassing one of the girls, and two other guests were making a scene trying to defend her. However, once you got there you were surprised to find a distraught waitress, a smirking man, and a buxom bimbo, complete with skimpy dress, platinum blonde hair and big fake tits. The girl had a shocked look on her face and rushed out of the restaurant, in a rush, as if she was fleeing something. You went to face the man, who was evidently the unruly customer Cindy had mentioned, signaling Paula, the waitress that he was harassing, that she could head to the back. The you addressed the man, who was still smirking, seemingly very pleased with himself. “I’m sorry sir, but what seems to be the problem here?” “Oh, that waitress was giving me some terrible service… Here, let’s see if you can do better.” He twirls his hand around and gestures towards you. Colors sparkle on

You should really have kept your tongue when you started complaining how horrible you life was at that restaurant. Both of them were in steady relationships, and with their combined income with their spouses had both managed to save up and buy a house. You on the other end were still single, and unable to hold a relationship for longer than a couple of years, and still renting out an apartment. Sure you had a job which paid the bills, but you felt like you were stalling, and that you were falling behind everyone else in this game called life. "It's horrible! How am I ever going to find a girl, have kids, buy a house? I am almost thirty years old already, I don't want to start having kids in my forties! Women have it so much easier, they can basically pick any guy they want, and then set the term and schedule for when they want to start having kids, plus they get maternity leave... It's just not fair!" The waitress serving you took your comments very personally, an