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02-21-2014, 02:01 PM
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING POST CONTAINS COARSE LANGUAGE AND VERY ANGRY PLATINUM

A HOUSE OF CARDS


MADE FROM THE PIECES OF YOUR GAME





Without further notice she was flipped onto her back and pinned beneath the massive weight of the giant, who grinned snarkily down at her, sarcasm dripping from his tongue. She bared immense fangs in anger, kicking her hind legs into his gut with all the power she could muster, attempting to carve deep gashes into his belly with her long, sharp talons. "Fuck you, Razo." She spat, snapping her jaws mere inches from his nose and fixing him with that eerie glare of hers. Her ribs were aching fiercely now, threatening to snap under his weight. His drawn out, sarcastic inquiries reached her pale silver audits with a bitter tone, and she growled at him, flattening her ears to her skull and lifting her dark lips to bare her teeth once more. "The empire fell, you shit eating traitor. Of course you wouldn't know, you pussied out and fled. Of course you couldn't handle it. And from what Tarrock told us, you grew weak. A child could have taken you, weakling. So excuse me for not knowing better!" She snarled angrily, her usually calm soprano faded to a roaring, hate filled string of profane lyrics. She lashed out with a paw, attempting to strike out at his snout or jaw and startle him into letting her go enough to resume her assault.


He seemed so calm about all this, it was infuriating. Those gods be damned males, always thinking they were superior! She had not crawled her whole way to the top of the ranks, killing, fucking, and talking her way out of everything the clan tried to use to stop her, for her damned comrades to treat her like a little servant whore because she didn't have a dick. The business like expression on his face as he looked at her and held her down like she was nothing but a little whelp made her want to tear his face to shreds and shove those sea foam eyes of his down his fat throat. She continued to kick and slash at his belly with her hind legs, trying her damnedest to get the brute off of her. At any second she was at risk of this monster raping or killing her, and she was not in the mood for either. Not right now.



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