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| Gatz | Dec 29 2014, 08:20 PM Post #11 |
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"Where the fuck do you think you are going?" Walking casually out of his office, his arm stretched forward towards the bitch that was running towards the exit. He smirked because the sad freak thought he was getting away. He shot an red beam straight from hell directly at the coward. The blast tore off whatever cheap shit the coward was wearing and knocked him out cold too. His cold glare was amused by the sight of seeing the bearded coward get got by his beam. The pleasure of the screams that echoed inside the office sent chills down his spine. He was enjoying every second of the fear he senses all around him. "Done with that wuss bitch...now onto the..." He stepped on one of the pieces of paper that had a copy of the rose bitch's face that the android terror pressed into the scanner moments earlier. He sneered at the picture. It was fucking funny. Grabbing it, he stuffed it into his coated pocket to show it to Chichi later on and his offspring once she was born. His little beast would find it damn funny too. Keeping the picture, his devilish glare settled on the bitch fuck who thought he could go after what belonged to the beast. The terror maneuvered by the broken cubicles flawlessly. Having his eye on his target, there was no. The other workers ducked or backed away when he walked by them. They were scared of his power..as they should be. He saw the bloodied bastard laying on the floor. The fuck tried to attack him in his office too when the terror had his girl in his arms. The rose bitch thought he was being a hero. The only person in need of saving was his girl from this freak's stupid shit. "Trying to play the hero? You are as stupid as you look mother fucker. Why the hell would you think my girl needs protection from a worthless deuce like you? That's my job! She don't need you when she got me the ultimate. I'll tell ya what your job is. Your job is to get fired, get destroyed by the beast, then rot and die. You look like you've been through hell. Oh...that's right. I'm gonna send you there right now, but first I'm going to savor every second of wrecking you ." He crouched to grab the unconscious victim by the face until something stopped him. Then he heard an annoying voice pierce his brain. Turning his attention to his secretary who ran to his office, he caught sight of Chi on her knees. He grit his teeth when he spotted the shards of glass from the vase he crushed earlier and worrying for his wife he rushed to her. "Get away from her crazy bitch!" He ordered like a feral beast and then grabbed the secretary by the back of her shirt before she could enter into his office. He the tossed her back onto her ass before she could get any closer to what was his. Sliding at Chichi on his knees, he rested a hand on her back. He was checking her, but he didn't see anything. "What's wrong? You hurt? Tell me you're good." His sensors couldn't pick out any sort of injury on her except for the stress he had inside of her. His jaw clenched seeing that she wasn't talking to him so he got into a crouching position in front of her. The way she was looking all hurt and innocent was sending him to a place nobody wanted him to fucking go. It was a cruel place where nobody was safe from his wrath. "Will you tell me what the hell is wrong with you? Did he do somethin to you? I swear I'll break that little freak piece by piece if he did anything." He was asking and with each question he was heaving heavier because he was livid. She was He was losing it knowing that if she was hurt that shit wouldn't go well for anyone in the office. They'd all be dead...all of them. "What the hell is the matter with you? Talk to me. Say something....anything. Call me a brute, savage, troublemaker shredder... I don't fucking care just speak so I know you're good. " He had no patience. His muscles flexing under his shirt meant he was getting ready to snap necks. WC: 797 TWC: 7,459 Edited by Gatz, Dec 29 2014, 08:21 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 29 2014, 08:56 PM Post #12 |
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Being entrapped in her own world, she eyed the pieces of the vase with overwhelming grief. She did not see what Gatz had done to the co workers, Zed, or even Bonnie for that matter. Her attention remained on the shards that were the remains of her deceased mother. A woman she never knew or would ever meet. Despite her father being a genuine man, he never spoke of her either. She understood that her papa didn't want to speak about her mother because it hurt him. What he did though was he gave her a vase. It was a special vase her mother asked him to give to her if anything should happen. While the vase had no special value other then sentimental value, she cherished it because it reminded the raven haired beauty that she too once had a mother. It also provided her with guidance that she could be a good mother too. Unfortunately, whatever was left of her mother's memory, was nothing more than a pile of dust and shards. Her husband's boisterous voice rang through her ears when he slid next to her. She didn't flinch at first when he rested his hand on her spine. This was mainly due to her dwelling in her sorrows. Continuously, he urged her tell him if she was okay. Physically, she was fine. Mentally, she was sane. Emotionally, she was a mess. Her insides were consumed by both sadness and anger. She was sad because her mother's essence was gone. She was angry because her vase had nothing to do with the roses or the fact that a delinquent had bothered her, yet it was on the ground shattered into pieces. What was worse is that its sacrifice was in vein. The trouble making Zed made no attempt to escape. He tried to play the hero. Her husband, who was partially to blame for her heart aching, was the closest one to her at the moment. The worry in his voice touched her, but it was not enough to stop her from giving him an attitude. Finally, she let the anger inside of her come forth. The Ox temper boiled to its breaking point. "What the hell is the matter with you? Talk to me. Say something....anything. Call me a brute, savage, troublemaker shredder... I don't fucking care just speak so I know you're good. " Her head perked up. Her twinkling eyes were narrowed fiercely. ![]() "As if you didn't know!" She shouted at him with sarcasm as clear as day in her feminine tone of voice. "Oh! I'm totally fine, but unfortunately my mother's vase is beyond repairable. You see this? You did what you do best. I mean you're always bragging about it. Congratulations! You destroyed it! It was murdered, and it had nothing to do with that perverted man! You said you wanted to protect me well who would have protected my mother's vase huh? No one that's who! What's worse is that I tried to stop you. I tried to beg you to at least let me take the roses out first, BUT NO! NO! You never listen to me do you? You just do whatever you want! " She rose to her feet and slammed her small fist into the table. The table almost broke into two at her rage. Panting from exhaustion due to her pregnancy and how loud she was yelling, she didn't stop with her rage and so her vent was out of control. "Okay, so get this. The delinquent made a move on me, and I tried to resolve it in a peaceful manner. I told him I was married to the most wonderful, destructive man who could crush innocent vases with his pinky. I told him that I belong to you Gatz. I even showed him the ring on my finger, the mark on my neck, and Anju in my belly. I thought that I did enough to help this lunatic when he tried to steal from me two months ago. I was wrong. I helped him get a job, yet apparently this means take me I'm yours baby." She mocked "take me I'm yours baby" in a low voice because she wanted her sarcasm to be heard. Her face turned red with how mad she was, and her finger pointed at the unconscious Zed outside the office. "Then I tried to save this troublemaker for making a move on me. What does he do? He tries to save me anyway when he could have escaped with his life. Then mistakes were made everywhere, but not by me. Ohhhhhh no! It was not by me because I just wanted to come to work today like a normal person, but guess what? I am the one paying the consequences which means my mother's vase was broken for no reason at all. Its sacrifice was in vein. This is not THE END OF IT! What's worse is my husband refused to listen to me so he threw my mother's vase like it was a ball! This was one of the only things I had of my mother and now it's gone FOREVER! It's absolutely, totally, utterly, unbelievably RUINED!" She threw her arms up in an overly dramatic fashion. In frustration, she sat on the office chair and covered her eyes. She was not crying, but she was hyperventilating from her pent up aggression. There was nothing more for her to say. The aggression she had turned to a whimpering sigh when she pressed her face into forearm. She then lay her head against the desk that wobbled due to how hard she hit it during her rant . She was in no mood to talk or see anyone especially because she was a prideful woman who did not like showing her deepest emotions. The office workers were blown away by the usual, well-mannered wife of Mr. Gatz. At the same time, they felt a sense of guilt like they were the reason behind what transpired. Zed, who was unconscious, heard none of it. "That was so beautiful...I think I'm gonna cry" Julie wiped a tear from her eye. WC: 1,094 TWC: 6,401 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 29 2014, 09:08 PM.
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| Gatz | Dec 30 2014, 11:39 PM Post #13 |
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"Shut the fuck up!" Gatz roared at the girl behind him who said she found what his girl said beautiful. His fists clenched and his teeth grit when he detected her sarcasm going over 9000 fucking thousand. His glare rested on Chichi who used him as a punching bag for all her frustrations. He took it all. He took a step towards her when she slammed her tiny fist into the desk nearly breaking it too, but seeing her pant got him worrying. "Calm down you're going to hurt yourself!" She was going to hurt herself and there was nothing he could fucking do except watch her meltdown. She went on and on about the vase. Looking down at it and how he left nothing left of it, he shut his eyes tightly because if it weren't for the rose fuck none of this would have happened. He let her vent. He snarled as she even put the blame on him too. He wasn't taking the blame for some freak. Seeing her go to his chair and pressing her face into the desk, he didn't know how to express the emotions inside of him so he expressed them the only way he knew how...violently. The guilt mixed with the anger were what he was feeling right now. Giving no fucks, he rammed his fist into the wall causing a hole in it after she finished using him as a bullet sponge and seeing how hurt she looked was making it worse on him. The tornado died down, but another one picked up where she left off. His authoritative, gruff voice shook the office as he yelled because he wanted her to get his side. "So let me get this straight. You're blaming me for this shit? You're BLAMING ME?" The Android Terror watched Chi-chi throw a tantrum. Then he began to pace back and forth in front of the desk. He liked her overreactions because they were fucking funny. He'd even troll her ass just to get her to do what she just did, but not this time because she was hurting for some stupid wuss and placing the blame on him. "This ain't my fault. I came to work like I always do and what the hell do I see? " Slamming his large fist into the desk, he smashed it like he did the vase. He then pointed his finger at her to get her to listen. The table she was resting on was no longer existent because he wanted her looking at him. "I see that bitch ass mother fucker all over you so yeah I did do what I do best. I destroyed him and I should be snapping his neck right now. I gave the trash in this place a fair warning about getting in my way. I should really just kill them whenever I feel like it, but I follow the system for you. You even signed the rules with me when we were here remember? We agreed to them you and me so I do fucking listen to you. This time I didn't because I hate..." He gripped his hands together as if he were choking someone. He was wishing he had some human to use as a stress reliever. "I fucking hate it when trash bags look at you like only I can because I know what they are thinkin. They want to piss on my finest snow angel on my territory and that isn't going to happen. He came into my office Chi...my office to give what's mine roses. So you want to blame me for protecting what's mine...for looking after you and our offspring. Go right the fuck ahead! I'd did what I had to do, and I'd do it all over again, and again, and again, and again because I can. You're mine so get fucking used to it because this won't be the last time it happens. " He slugged the wall in his office repeatedly to unleash his aggression and every time he said again his grunting fists would crackle with red streaks of power. He was in that mood. Glaring at her and waiting for her to answer him to let him know she accepted his attempt at apologizing, she didn't look at him at all throughout his raging outburst. He let out another growl of frustration because he hated seeing her upset and now it was because of him. "Talk to me!" His body shook with rawness because she wasn't responding to him. "No answer? " Hearing no answer, he snatched a bottle of Hennessey he had stored in a small fridge he had in his office and popped it open. He chugged some of it right in front of her so she could see what she was doing to him. He was going to need to drown out the need to commit genocide on everyone. "I'll fucking go. " He took a swig of his bottle and walked out of the office. Glaring at everyone, he pointed at all of them with the bottle in his hand. "You greedy mother fuckers. I give, give, give, and you all take. You take like a bunch of fat freaks at a buffet. This piece of garbage was on the streets, begging for food, and I gave him a job so what does he do? Does he thank me? Fuck no. He goes after my wife. I should have let him starve to death..better yet I should have caused him more misery. I don't care about you, you, you, or any of you." Snarling viciously, he began to destroy the cubicles and anything else his path. He shot eye beams at random computers causing them to explode and office workers to scream too. The terror inside of him was feeling pleasure from it, but still it didn't help the guilt deep inside. His brutal appearance didn't show any signs of it, but the sensation was going through his veins like a poison that had no antidote. Taking a look back at what was making him feel guilty and the medicine he was looking to cure him, he saw his wife look up at him as if she were begging him to stop what he was doing. He wouldn't have stopped if it were not him being at fault for her being upset. He took another swig of his bottle while looking at her with his darkened eyes. Her expression said it all. She was hurting too, and it was not the physical pain he could rip skulls open to get vengeance for himself while protecting her from it too. Stopping his violence, he set his cold glare at everyone else. "Her pain is your death." He chugged his bottle. Knowing she was stressing, he walked out before breaking something else that was valuable to her. WC: 1,215 TWC: 8,672 Edited by Gatz, Dec 31 2014, 10:20 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Dec 31 2014, 12:24 AM Post #14 |
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The silence did not come after her rant about her broken vase. She rested her forearm on the table and her face against her forearm. In sadness, she did not look at her husband because what could she possibly say? What she yelled about was everything she required to say to him. There was nothing left to be said, therefore, she stayed quiet. She wanted to focus on her emotions to get a better understanding as to why the vase was that important to her. Unfortunately, her time to think about what it was that bothered her the most about what transpired was abruptly interrupted. Her husband fired back at her rant with a voice that was unforgiving to the ear drums. He was mad. She expected him to be. Her pain became his pain. With his pain, came the violence. His inability to tell her what he felt inside caused the room to be turned into a disaster zone. Her body jerked once when she heard the crashing, smashing, and shattering of objects inside the room. Her eyes never met with his during his onslaught because she did not want to see the mad man that those around her often pointed out. He was angry, and his temper was justified. She did blame him for her vase being broken. If he had listened, then it might not have escalated to this level. His warrior fist pounded into the desk and snapped it two. Her body slouched on the chair in a poor posture even after she had no table to lean on. With her face in her hands, she let him rant as she had done to him earlier. She did not cry, whimper, pout, or even comment about his statements. She stayed quiet. There was not one peep that came out of her mouth. Intently, she listened to every word of what he had to say for himself. "I see that bitch ass mother fucker all over you so yeah I did do what I do best. I destroyed him and I should be snapping his neck right now. I gave the trash in this place a fair warning about getting in my way. I should really just kill them whenever I feel like it, but I follow the system for you. You even signed the rules with me when we were here remember? We agreed to them you and me so I do fucking listen to you. This time I didn't because I hate..." Zed was more to blame than Gatz. Her husband's arguments had some truth to them because Zed should have known better. He was also correct when he mentioned how the both of them were the ones who agreed to the rules that were set in place to keep the office workers safe. The first rule about not touching, looking, or even thinking about her was his concept. He was allowed to see punishment as he saw fit if anyone broke this rule. She understood there were employees that required discipline. As long as there were people in the world, there would always be troublemakers. Her main reasoning for agreeing to his severe rules were because it would keep him in check. He would not randomly hurt someone without a reason or a cause behind it. For the most part, he did follow with his side of the deal. She saw that he tried his best every day to keep her happy so why couldn't he listen to her before he tossed the vase into the wall? It was what frustrated her about him. While she too was impulsive, he was an arrogant man whose impulse went above anything else. His overprotective nature was impossible to control or contain, yet the drive and passion he had to keep her safe from harm was irresistibly charming. They were traits that she both admired and got irritated with at the same time. "I fucking hate it when trash bags look at you like only I can because I know what they are thinkin. They want to piss on my finest snow angel on my territory and that isn't going to happen. He came into my office Chi...my office to give what's mine roses. So you want to blame me for protecting what's mine...for looking after you and our offspring. Go right the fuck ahead! I'd did I'd do it all over again, and again, and again, and again because I can. You're mine so get fucking used to it because this won't be the last time it happens. " There it was. She pinched the bridge of her nose at the metaphor he used to describe what it was that set his temper off this time. In his words, she was like a fine snow angel that despicable dogs wanted to pee on. What could she possibly say to this? It was disgusting to think about, yet his description was typical of how he was when it came to her or those he cared for. he made her feel special. What could she say? His rugged attitude did not say in words what he really felt which was likely guilt for what he did. He wouldn't react how he did if it was not remotely serious. His violence continued. She peaked through the seems of her hands. She saw that he reached for a bottle of alcohol after he begged her to say something to him. As badly as she wanted the argument to end, she felt it was best he leave. She wanted alone time to gather her thoughts. It pained her to do it, but there was no other way. He left the room and soon after she heard the commotion outside the office. He tormented the office workers further. She removed her hands from her face and glanced at him with sorrow in her twinkling, large eyes. Innocently, she watched as he {I'm sorry Gatz.} She thought to herself because her heart did not want him to go. It ached when looked at her with an intense expression. He paused his violence after their eyes met. It was not her intention to make him feel as bad as he did for trying to keep her safe against man who did not appreciate anything that neither her nor her husband had done for him. Sadly, the vase that she had of her mother was his doing and right now she had to set gather her feelings. "Her pain is your death." {I didn't mean to blame you for all of this this. It was not my intention. I know you were protecting me from that nasty bugger you big lug. I'm proud to be your wife or as you say it your girl. I'm honored that you are my husband. This vase was special to me though. I hope you understand why I yelled at you. It doesn't change what I feel for you because nothing ever will, but please give me time.} These were thoughts she would not admit to anyone including Gatz mainly because her fierce personality did not allow it, but like Gatz her actions revealed her deepest sentiments. Her eyes closed as the pain inside her heart mirrored her husband's. After he was gone, she exhaled profoundly. She took one glance around the ruined office. Then, noticing Bonnie on the floor along with others, she rose from her chair to aid their injuries. It'd keep her distracted, and it aid with subsiding her anger. WC: 1,326 TWC: 7,725 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Dec 31 2014, 12:32 AM.
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| Gatz | Jan 1 2015, 11:19 PM Post #15 |
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Chug, chug, chug, and chug away Gatz did. The Greatest Android Terror tilted his head back and let the contents of the Hennessey bottle go down his throat. The liquor did nothing to ease his flaring temper and his need to trash whatever the fuck he saw. He wanted to snap necks, choke bitches, rip faces, and do whatever the hell he pleased to rid himself of how disgusting he felt inside. Standing in an alley way with his shirt half unbuttoned because he was letting air hit his burning chest, he punched his forehead several times to control the seething hatred he had in him for the freaks around him. He was the one tormented because some rose bitch ruined everything. The picture of his girl looking sad and stressing herself out for a useless bitch was all the terror could think about. Their offspring suffering the consequences because of his girl's temper tantrum during her, what he saw as fragile state, had him worrying about their safety. His girl was tough. She was tough as nails carrying his offspring, but right now she was made out of glass to him where everything could potentially hurt her. His wife was like the boxes that had fragile on them because they were carrying something expensive. Her and their offspring were the priceless items she was holding. He wouldn't lose any of them. All he desired to do was keep them safe and snap necks along the way that got in the way of that. His possessive and obsessive mind only thought about what belonged to him. They were both his. He couldn't do a damn thing to keep his wife calm. She panted in exhaustion after her rant and that put him on edge because he should have been the shoulder she leaned on for protection. The smashed vase was what got her blaming him too. She used him as a verbal punching bag, and he took the blows for her sake. He'd do it all over again if he had too because he didn't give two fucks if she hated him for protecting her. She was his. He'd never stop saying it because it was true. What got to him was the feeling of guilt because he was the man that was supposed to make her smile. His fingers clenched tightly, his teeth grit, and he snarled with irritation. He tossed his empty bottle to the side and clenched his hair wanting to rid the world of all its trash. He didn't get why the fuck he had to get blamed when all he was trying to do was protect her. A female, street walker strolled along the alley to get away from the world where her business was hard to come by. She was scandalously dressed in a black, tight fitted mini skirt with six foot heels on. The black, ripped stalkings she had on accentuated her long legs. The belly button shirt she had on was red like her lips. She was looking to make quick cash since her baby daddy didn't like to pay on time. Walking along and looking for money, she found it. She noticed the man wearing a suit. What she saw were zeni signs so she pumped up her purchased double E's and got ready to use them. He must have been loaded with how he was dressed. He tossed an expensive alcohol beverage her direction which sealed the deal. Noticing he was troubled, she approached him with a smile on her face. The ring on his finger didn't stop her one bit from going after him. "Hey there sugar. You look like you could use some company. Girl at home giving you troubles? I can help you cope. How about it?" Pulling her skirt up, was her best technique. There weren't many men who resisted the temptation. The Android Terror's headache got worse when he heard contaminated trash talk to him. The type of trash everyone, including the lowest of the low, mated with and used as a personal dump like a porter potty with legs. His heartless glare settled on the woman who managed to worsen his migraine and even dared to breathe the same air as him. She was stupid and in need to be ended. Having no remorse, he grabbed her neck and was ready to snap it. His fingers bruised her neck the second he touched it with his beast-like strength. Choking the life out of her, she gasped for air as they always did. Seeing the cheap whore's scared expression, would have ended her life if it weren't for his current situation. He was trying to get on good terms with his wife and killing a worthless dump bucket wasn't going to get him there. "The fuck you say? Get out of my face you dirty bitch." He shoved the prostitute away from him slugging the brick wall behind him because how fucked up everything was and now he had a random, rachet whore getting all up on him. The wall cracked from his raw power. His muscles flexed just thinking about where he was and how he had to fix this. He was good at cleaning messes especially taking out the trash. Glaring at the whore got him thinking, it got him thinking that he finally had enough standing around and breaking shit. He had to do something fast before he lost his mind and control of himself. "Look around here there are tons of pathetic freaks needing your ugly, dump bucket services, but I ain't one. You're useless and don't even do your job right. I can tell your those lazy types who sit on their ass all day juss waitin and complainin because maybe some of these freaks wouldn't be after my girl if you did it right. " The android terror was the king of beasts who already had the best one could find. He was all about being the best because nothing else mattered. Taking in her appearance, he had a scowl on his face because he was reminded of the rose bitch who was all over he terror's girl, but she denied the freak because she knew who she belonged too. She was loyal to him and him only. The King only deserved his Queen. There wasn't anyone else who interested him because they were beneath him like the one he tossed to the floor. He spat on the ground next to fallen trash he shoved aggressively to the floor because she was the definition of garbage he talked about often. They were everywhere including male, female, and animals. He was an equal opportunist when it came to hating everyone. She was lucky he got an idea while he was tossing her to the floor or else she'd be lying in chalk after the police found her corpse.The prostitute covered her face and wept. He laughed mockingly and coldly at her tears. "Save it for someone who gives a fuck because I don't and you won't find someone who does. No one likes trash. Tough Shit. Go die." Letting his the unforgiving truth be known because it was his job, he took off into the sky towards his next destination. He was going to have a little chat with the pink, chicken sandwich thief Emmie. He was ready to blow shit up and considering he did it to her once he could always do it again. WC: 1,317 TWC: 9,981 Edited by Gatz, Jan 1 2015, 11:53 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Jan 2 2015, 09:44 PM Post #16 |
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After the storm calmed and Gatz was gone, she stood from her husband's office chair to distract herself. She exhaled profoundly to relieve the pain she felt inside because she knew her husband was not entirely to blame for what transpired. Internally, she felt both guilty and upset that the scene turned for the worst, but there was no time to dwell in her pain. Her first day back at work had its obstacles, yet she was a strong woman. She believed in Gatz too. She exited the office to help those that might have been hurt during her husband's violent outburst. The first person she noticed was Bonnie who was on her knees. "Are you okay Bonnie?" Her hand rested on Bonnie's shoulder to check up on her. In the meantime, the Ox Princess' large eyes searched the room. "It's a mess in here, but what is most important is that he didn't hurt anyone. Oh Gatz..." She whispered his name to herself when she looked at how awful the sophisticated office room looked. Being a girl who was tidy and neat, it bothered her. She had no time to concern herself with the mess. There were office workers who groaned in pain. There were no casualties from what she noticed. Bonnie glanced up at Mrs. Gatz with tears in her eyes because someone actually cared to ask her if she was okay. "I'm absolutely fine, but what about you? You're the one whose pregnant. You should take it easy." Bonnie rose to her feet. She had a respect for Mrs. Gatz that was unmatched for anyone else she knew. While Mr. Gatz earned respect through his intimidating persona, Mrs. Gatz gained it from her kindness and overwhelming fiery spirit. Chi-chi ignored Bonnie's question because of her pride. She refused to let those see her hurt or in pain. The only one who had that right was gone. She glanced at the door and hoped that he would return at that moment because she wanted him too, but she knew better. He was likely keeping his distance to avoid hurting her or their baby. She closed her eyes painfully at the thought that he couldn't be near them. However, she kept it together. She avoided crying. There were no more tears to spill especially with the amount of work "You should put ice on that injured shoulder." It was then she overheard a girl's voice yell for help. The raven haired beauty scurried to where it came from. There was a girl trapped underneath the desk. She crouched to the girl to check if she was okay. The girl, who noticed her, looked up and asked for aid. The desk was too heavy for for the office girl to lift on her own. Julie stretched her hand to touch the woman's foot who stopped in front of her. "M-my name is Julie. My legs are trapped under hear. Please help me." She asked, but could not clearly see who it was that found her. The Ox Princess stood to her full height when the girl asked for help. "I'll help you out. Please don't move okay. I'm going to lift this desk off of you." She said with a confident tone because being the Ox King's daughter meant she had ox-like strength. The desk would be not a problem for her to lift. Julie looked surprised when she realized who the voice belonged too. It was Mrs. Gatz. The woman who single handily stood up to the boss man. She never saw it before. She almost wanted to ask for her autograph if it were not for the awkward position of being trapped under an over turned table. "You sure you want to do that? I don't want you to hurt yourself or the baby." She commented sincerely. Chi-chi glanced down at the girl's concern. "It's not a problem. It's the least I can do." She gripped the edge of the table and was about to flip it off the girl who was trapped underneath it. There were two male office workers who were discussing what happened noticed Mrs. Gatz about to help their co worker Julie from her predicament. "Hey, Mrs. Gatz let us handle that. " They jogged to her. They knew about her pregnancy seeing that Mr. Gatz himself was the one who announced and bragged about it the moment he found out. He even warned them not to do anything stupid. Not wanting to get on Mr. Gatz's bad side, the two gentleman lifted the table off Julie and cleaned the mess that surrounded the area. The Ox Princess backed away when the two men stepped in to lift the table off the woman. She glanced at them in disappointment at first. The thought that most considered her made out of glass bothered her. Her husband thought the same, but he was more severe. Yes, she was pregnant, but that did not mean she could not help. She tossed the thought aside. Once the woman was freed, she crouched to the girl. "Thank you." She remembered her manners and sent her thanks to the two gentlemen who helped her. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble, can you go check on the other workers and see if they are okay? We should start cleaning this mess. It's going to be a long day." She suggested to the two men who nodded at her. After handling the men, she focused on the girl. Julie rubbed her sore legs. Her injuries weren't bad thankfully. Once she looked herself over, she peered up at Mrs. Gatz who was her idol. "I'm fine really. I have to admit what you did back there for us was incredible. I thought we were goners for sure. I've never seen anyone stand up to Mr. Gatz's that way, but the way he listens to you. It's so...just wow" She could not come up with the word to describe what it was how she saw. Chi-chi's sighed sadly when the girl brought up what happened again. It was not something she was proud of. For some reason, she felt the need to explain herself to Julie. "Your name is Julie right? You can call me Chi-chi." She said at first, but then for an unexplained reason she told Julie what it was that bothered her about the incident. "I shouldn't have yelled at him like I did. It was wrong of me. He didn't deserve all the blame I placed on him. He did break my mother's vase, but that's the one thing he did wrong. He can be a brute and unreasonable sometimes, but he was only protecting me..honest" Her feminine voice commented kindheartedly. Julie nodded at Chi-chi's statement. "Oh, I totally know it wasn't Mr. Gatz's fault. That Zed had it coming. I used to think that Mr. Gatz was a lunatic, but the way he looks after you is so incredibly inspiring. He was defending your honor like a knight...just a scarier knight who isn't in shining armor. You're knocked up and all. I told him that too, but NOPE that didn't get through that dumb bran of his. I told that Zed guy not to mess with you, but you think men listen? Hell no they don't. What business did he have hitting on a married woman? He got what was coming. This is all his fault. I'm sorry about the vase. It was just a casualty. I don't know Mr. Gatz personally, but what I do know is that he doesn't take bull from anyone and I thought he was going to kill us all. His eyes were so cold.....like a rotting corpse. It was like staring into the belly of the beast, but a miracle happened. The second he saw you were hurt he stopped and left us alone. It's just ...wow " She stood onto her feet and shook her fist at the fallen Zed. "Dumbass." She shouted at him. Chi-chi's expression softened at Julie's reaction to what she said. Julie was partially right. There were instances where men didn't listen. The Ox Princess often made that observation known herself. She said it out loud to Gatz several times too. However, what bothered her was how Zed was warned moments before her husband entered into the room, yet he proceeded with is plan anyway. What was he thinking? She stood to her feet too. Her attention fell on the office workers who were either cleaning or tending to their wounds. It was then she saw the bloodied man on the ground who was lucky to be alive. Her eyes narrowed angrily. She heard him groan and with it she lost her patience. In annoyance, she approached the fallen man. Zed couldn't open his swollen eyes, but he heard whispers of how Mrs. Gatz was getting close. "Chi....I'm so.." He was silenced. Then, out of frustration, she slapped him even if he was bloodied. "You jerk! You had no right! This is all your fault!" She yelled at him. The other workers stopped what they were doing and looked down at their broken co worker. Her cheeks turned red and her eyes narrowed with a temper that was worse than the lava pits of her old home at Fire Mountain. Her Ox-like temper came forth. "Zed how could you do this? You knew I was married. You knew there were rules and consequences to them if you broke them. I'm pregnant with his child. What did you expect would happen huh? What did you hope to gain? Did you think I would leave him for a selfish boy like you? Did you believe I would leave the father of my child for a deadbeat whose soul purpose of being kind to me was for an impossible outcome . You and me..it would never happen in a million years pal. I'm Gatz's wife. Why couldn't you see that? What kind of woman did you think I was? What's worse is that I helped you when you were on the streets without food or work. You were nothing more than a troublemaker, but my husband gave you a job when you had no where else to go. Is this is how you repay us for our hospitality? My husband is out there because he took the blame for an incident you caused buster." She pointed her finger at Zed who groaned loudly as she yelled at him. WC: 1,881 TWC: 9,606 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Jan 2 2015, 09:55 PM.
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| Gatz | Jan 5 2015, 10:59 AM Post #17 |
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![]() Gatz landed in front of an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Placing one of his hands in his pant suited pockets, he entered into what looked like an empty warehouse that stored nothing valuable inside. He came to this warehouse often and for business related reasons only. ![]() Entering into the warehouse, he gazed around at how bare it was. His darkened glare set on a shaft that looked to be useless. Approaching it, he typed it swiped the air with his finger and a holographic keyboard magically appeared. The technology was far advanced because it had to be. Priding himself on being the best in everything, this included having the latest technology the Earth had. ![]() "Please enter access code." The computer asked as it would to anyone who tried to enter. The Android Terror pushed his thumb against the thumb scanner that the holographic keyboard had to let the computer analyze who he was. "Access Granted. Welcome Boss." The doors opened revealing white lit elevator. Stepping in, he pushed a button within the elevator and rested both his hands in his pocket. The elevator descended to the floor he wanted to get to for reasons only known to him. It descent was smooth and quick. The elevator stopped and he walked out entering into a tech laboratory where he heard shitty music playing from inside. The lab was where the finest technology was being crafted for his army and his military alone. Walking out of the elevator, he stalked into the room. ![]() His killer gaze set on the pink haired girl who was behind the terrible music. It reminded him of Chi-chi causing him to lash out on her worse than normal. "Turn that shit off." His growling tone scaring the fuck out of the girl behind it as it should. He was in no mood to fuck around. Wanting to snap necks, his patience was not existent. ![]() Emmie, also known as Android E in the BBA, snapped her fingers to the music that played in the background. She remembered her meeting Chi-chi for the first time and explaining how she got bored sometimes at the laboratory so Mrs. Gatz let her borrow what humans called music. "I can see why humans like this." Her senses didn't hear the silent footsteps approaching that belonged to the monster she never wanted to see especially alone. General G as he went by back when they first met. Remembering how she managed to join up with him again, she sighed. He offered her to pay her good services as long as she supplied the advanced technology that she was designed to build. The main reason she stuck around was not because she liked Gatz attitude. No, she hated his attitude, but ever since meeting his family, she couldn't see herself leaving. Chi-chi was such a nice human and to this day she wondered how a girl like Chi ended up with a guy as hardcore as Gatz. Speaking of hardcore, her enjoyment came to an abrupt end. Her shoulders jerked and she gasped being caught red handed. She spun around when she heard a demonic voice no one wanted to hear. "Oh..uh hey there Gatz. You should learn how to knock." Hearing his demand, she touched a single holographic button and the music stopped. She looked at Gatz appearance seeing how he was strangely unkempt. His hair being sloppily everywhere and his suit wrinkly. Smelling the booze, she shook her head realizing he was in that no fuck mood. The Android Terror keeping his hands in his pockets went straight to to what he wanted. There was no fucking around. He was glaring at Emmie when she told him shit that he didn't care about. Lowering his voice to a monotone one, he ordered her to do something. "I want you to find any and all information we have on Megami Ox." His glare revealing she better do it. Emmie blinked twice at the Terror's request. "Why do you want more information on Chi-chi's mother?" It was an odd request considering that they recently tried to do it. It was about a year ago that he came to her wanting to know more information. Having access to the BBA records at the time, she was able to get it for him, but she no longer had that access. They tried again on the outside word, but couldn't find anything except her name because the BBA had it on lock down. Their databases were one of the hardest to hack into even for an advanced android in technology like Emmie. Was he thinking right? Smelling the booze, she had to say no. Having no patience and gritting his teeth, the terror grabbed Emmie by the neck as soon as she questioned him. "When I tell you something I expect you to fucking do it without question! IF you don't do it, I'll find someone who fucking will." He snarled viciously. The teen android girl held her hands up surrendering. Knowing how Gatz was, she explained herself quickly before she had her neck snapped off. "Woah! Hey! L-look I would do it, but we already tried that remember? You came to me months ago asking me about it when I was with the BBA. You know I can't access those files Gatz. It's impossible. I would if I could. P-please let me go." She pleaded. Gatz was reminded why they couldn't find more information on Chi-chi's mother. His fingers unwillingly unwrapping round Emmie's neck and leaving bruises for her troubles. Recalling how he got some information, he figured Emmie could hack into the systems, but of course she fucking couldn't. The freaks at the BBA had it on lock down. Having knowledge in computer systems himself, even he wasn't able to get into the system. Emmie rubbed her neck and sighed in relief when she was released. "What is this about anyway Gatz? Are you okay? You seem more erratic than usual." She pointed it out, but knowing it was risky asking Gatz about his personal business. The Android Terror's cold glare burned into Emmie like he was ready to end her life for asking. "None of your fucking business. I keep telling you that. Why the fuck won't you listen?" Slamming his fist into the table, he roared at his terrible luck that morning and all because of some rose bitch. Sighing in frustration at his blunt answer, Emmie tried a different approach. She was starting to get an idea as to why Gatz was asking about Megami. He must have made his wife mad. Her frustration came to an end. Avoiding giggling, she couldn't believe how crazed Gatz was for a human. She found it amusing because the big, bad terror had a soft spot. It was definitely a good change for once. "Breaking stuff isn't going to fix the problem Gatz. Come on I can probably help if you don't me what it is you need." His anger was scary. Clenching his fists like he was strangling someone, his terror gaze didn't look at E when she asked what it was that was bothering him. It should have been an easy answer because knowing how the hell she was she probably spied on everything he fucking did from the comfort of the laboratory. "Mistakes were made." He closed his eyes and the images of her sad face burning into his wasted mind because of a damned bitch he smashed with his power. He was too fucking powerful, but seeing her like that got the terror's blood boiling. The rose bitch was the reason for all of it. The terror breaking his girl's vase was due his rage towards the bitch fuck who wanted to go after what was his. He was protecting her from freaks like him. Not regretting what he did because he'd do it again, he just wanted to put a smile back on her face. Emmie looked down at the ground hearing Gatz's reasoning. "Oh...I'm sure she will forgive you Gatz. She is a reasonable human and one of the most reasonable I've met." She said not knowing what it was exactly he was talking about. The Terror snapped. "That's not the FUCKING POINT!" His voice shook the ground. Clenching the edge of the table, he began to pull on it with frustrating rage. The red electricity currents violently bursting around him were a mark of a mad man set on doing whatever it fucking took to get her to smile again. The intelligence android covered her mouth at the sight of Gatz's enraged rant. "L-look, I wish I could help and you know I would, but you know the only place that information is at the BBA's head base. I can't even hack into it. They have all of Megami's physical items, pictures, everything. The only person whose got more is the Ox King, but even he don't got what the BBA got." Her reasoning would something she regretted saying out loud. Gatz stopped jerking at the table like a fucking psycho. Looking down at the ground with his eyes closed and hearing Emmie's information, his furious eyes opened like a fire was lit in him. He unstrapped his shotgun around his chest and cocked it. He started heading towards the door. Emmie startled by his reaction immediately got concerned. "W-what are you doing? Gatz, you're not thinking what I think you're thinking. Oh my maker! Don't do it! She didn't know how to stop him either because once he got something in his head it was next to impossible to remove it. Stopping at the threshold, the terror half turned to Emmie with his glare showing her she was right in thinking what she was. He was definitely going to do it. He was going to the BBA base and getting the shit that he wanted. There was no one telling him otherwise. The pink haired android couldn't let him go without at least trying the impossible. "This is a suicidal mission Gatz! You're one of their top, priority targets and you just want to waltz to the main base. Don't you think that they would be prepared for you! You're basically wrapping yourself in a gift and giving them it. I know you're strong, but think about her and your unborn offspring. Without you, this rebellion will for nothing. Are you crazy?" Her voice squeaking because she couldn't believe how nuts Gatz could be at times. Gatz's malicious smirk was uncaring about what E had to say. "I am, but don't fucking worry about me. I'm a the ultimate beast. They can't kill me even if they fucking wanted too." He turned her back to him not specifying which question he was answering. He was thinking about his girl, his offspring, and yes he was fucking crazy. He was the Great Android Terror. Emmie didn't like where this was going. "Gatz listen to me. You're strong, but you know they like to play that numbers game. There will be at least 3 or 4 of them inside at time. Come on, maybe we can do something else." She tried one last time to get him to reason. Emmie's words fell on deaf ears. Seeing that Gatz wasn't responding and was set on leaving, she groaned to herself. The fury in his eyes she saw too many times to count and meaning that he was tunnel visioned. There was no one changing his mind especially if it was concerning the one possession he valued most. "I'm going to help you on this mission. You know how to communicate with me if you need anything. Just come back you hear me?" She instructed Gatz. Gatz's smirk faded. "I will because no one can fucking stop me. She is mine and mine alone." The Android Terror stepped out of the laboratory after hearing Emmie wanting to support him. This was a solo mission. He was out of the warehouse a minute later taking off into the sky to head to the BBA's main base. Taking to the skies, he reached into his suited jacket and pulled out his smart phone. His finger swiped the lock screen and touched his girl's face that he had in his contacts. Pressing his ear to the phone, he waited impatiently for her to answer. WC: 2,163 TWC: 12,144 Edited by Gatz, Jan 8 2015, 10:03 AM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Jan 7 2015, 10:02 AM Post #18 |
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Zed spat out a pool of blood when he a hand rammed into his already bruised face. He coughed to get air into his lungs. He thought t might have been Mr. Gatz who hit him. It wasn't. To his horror, it was the one person he trusted and respected. He lay on a table that was flattened when his body landed on top of it. It was Mr. Gatz's doing. The rose giver was tossed like he was paper airplane. Unfortunately, his landing was not as smooth or light as one. After he was slapped, he sat up from where he lay. His blurred vision stared at a pair of angry eyes that belonged to the woman who he entrusted to be his support. "I-I'm sorry Chi-chi." The pain from his swollen lips made it difficult for him to talk. His voice rasped when he uttered the words he thought his savior wanted to hear. Chi-chi's narrowed eyed glare set on the injured Zed. She was upset with him and for good reason. It was his fault that she yelled and placed a majority of the blame on Gatz. Her husband, while he did smash the vase, was provoked. It was not his fault entirely, therefore, the guilt that consumed her heart turned into a boiled rage that she focused on Zed. "It's Mrs. Gatz to you. You lost the privileged of calling me by my first name the moment you thought you could ruin my reputation. It serves you right." She scolded him when he tried to use her first name. He no longer had that right because she saw him as nothing more than a delinquent with no morals. While it was true she was good, she was no door mat. Her Ox-like temper threw any niceness out the window that she had for the man. The co workers circled Zed and Chichi. There were several that appeared annoyed too because their work was interrupted and their injuries were caused by a senseless individual. Julie shook her head. She stood closest to Chi-chi. The younger female agreed with how Mrs. Gatz handled the situation. If it were not for her, the rest of the office might have been killed for a mistake they did not commit. "Stupid Zed....so stupid." Her tone was one of disgust. Zed, despite partially blind because of his blurred vision, did not need to see clearly to realize everyone glared at him. They were disappointed, angry, and upset with his action. Since he was a man, who saw nothing wrong with the attempt to thank Chi-chi with a set of roses for what she did for him, he eagerly defended his position. "Chi-...I mean Mrs. Gatz all I wanted to do was give you a pair of roses. You helped me out when I had nothing. Please, don't treat me this way. I think nothing, but the best of you. Plus, I can't be blamed for how your husband reacted. He needs to get over his jealousy issue." He realized he overstepped his position, yet he saw nothing wrong with the rose gift. "Yeah Right..." Julie said with blatant sarcasm. The raven haired beauty folded her arms across her sore chest. They were sore because of her swollen breasts, and the manner in which her husband picked her up. He did not hurt her, yet her hormonal sensitivity was at its peak due to her pregnancy. Quietly, she listened to Zed attempt to reason with her. It fell on deaf ears. It was the excuse of a delinquent because instead of taking the responsibility he placed the blame on Gatz. Zed had no sense of accountability, and she was no fool. At times, she could be oblivious to her surroundings, but what Zed did was unforgivably disrespectful. "There is no excuse for what you did Zed. What's worse! You tried to place all the blame on my husband again. When you were employed, you had to sign a set of rules. There is not one employee in here who did not know what to expect when they were hired here. The first rule told you what NOT to do, and the first thing your dummy brain did was break it. My husband had every right to do what he did to you. I'm surprised you aren't dead. I suggest you leave and don't you dare come back." She turned her backside to Zed and eyed the co workers with a neutral expression. Her lack of sympathy for Zed was evident because when he yelled at her, she ignored him. "You should all clean up. When you are done, go home and get some rest. I'll see if I can ask Gatz that all of you get a day off tomorrow and Zeni for compensation. There is no sense in trying to get you all to work especially after today. I'm sorry this happened. " She had a sensation of exhaustion hit her, therefore, she set her sights on Gatz's office. Zed grimaced at Chi-chi's harsh words. She turned her back to him. It was then the realization of what he did dawned on him. "I GOT NOTHING LEFT!" He yelled at her in desperation when she left the room. He struggled onto his feet when he watched her head to Mr. Gatz's office. Julie wanted to slap Zed, but stopped when she heard Mrs. Gatz's offer to them. She suddenly liked working for Mr. Gatz. The office workers looked at one another. They were both relieved and shocked at their fortunate outcome. Rather then put it to waste, the office workers got to work and ignored the man responsible for their bad day. There was not a single individual who sided with Zed. Instead, they blacklisted him. They turned their backs and went directly to work. The Ox Princess sensed Zed stumble after her. Before he could get to the office, she slammed the door in his face. The rose man fell onto his backside when the door was slammed in his face. He covered his face in agony at what transpired. He thought that the roses would be the saving grace or that she'd be more forgiving. It was then he understood that she was as bad as Mr. Gatz was or worse. She was one of those cruel women who played with a man's heart. In a fit of anger, he got up and stormed out of the work place. His mind was crazed with envy and rage for what happened to him. Once she sensed Zed was gone, she slumped in Gatz's leather chair. She sighed in sadness when she heard no news of Gatz. She was clueless to where he went. With a heavy heart, she rested her face in her hands. What she wanted was to see her husband again. "Oh Anju!" She thought to herself. As if her somber outburst was heard, her phone rang. Her face perked up at the sound of it. Hastily, she reached into her pocket and pulled it out. Her heart raced in anticipation when she saw who it was that called her. It was Gatz. Without hesitation, she pushed the green button to answer the call. Her husband's husky tone sounded on the other line like he too was relieved that she picked up. She was happy to know that he was okay. "Thank heavens you're alright. I was worried about you Gatz. I'm so sorry for what happened. Where are you now? You should return to the office that Zed man is gone." Her tender voice asked urgently because she desired to see his face. 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| Gatz | Jan 8 2015, 02:35 PM Post #19 |
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The Android Terror saw the Black Bow Army Headquarters in the distance and was impatiently waiting for Chi-chi to answer. Flying through the sky, his attention fell onto his phone that continuously buzzed. Gritting his teeth, he was wanting to talk to the one person who gave a damn about. "Pick up the phone! You can't be that fucking mad at me can you?" Shouting angrily before she replied, he was hoping she would talk to him at least before he went into a hell mission that was bound to be one of the hardest, but he didn't give two fucks. He was doing it. He was doing it for her. He inhaled hard when he heard her feminine, innocence on the other line. She was begging him to come back like the angel she was, but an android terror like him always came through with his promises. He was all about keeping them. Licking the screen on the phone where her photo was, was like he was a drug addict taking in his addiction. She was his power, pleasure, and pain. She said shit that he had to interrupt because he wasn't going to return until he got her smiling again. Hearing her, but not listening to the contents of her words, he abruptly spoke louder to her for her to listen to his words. His thunderous voice drowned her gentle one with authoritative dominance. "I told you I'd go to fucking hell for you just to put a smile on your beautiful face so that's what I'm gonna do for MY GIRL!" Growling aggressively the words "my girl," put an exclamation at the end of his phrase. The Black Bow HQ was right in front of his face. He was staring the depths of an Earth Bound hell straight in the face. Smirking at his past, he whispered something into the phone that was to his future. He was going to take on the depths of hell and return to give his girl something that was going to make her smile. There was not a fucking man or machine inside the Head Quarters who was going to stop him from doing it. He would snap necks, rip faces off, and essentially annihilate anyone who even dared get in the terror's path. Chi-chi said something on the other line, but he didn't let it phase him because he was having none of it. The only thing she had to worry about was staying where she was and safe. Not telling her anything for the sake of keeping her where she was, he gave her a request that was more like an order. "I'll come find you so don't do anything stupid. Wait for me..." Telling her caressingly, it was time to get to business. He hung up the phone and placed it in his pocket. Landing several feet from the base, he held his shotgun at his side preparing to enter through the front gates. His glare darkening at the obstacle that was between him and getting his girl smiling again. He was expecting the place to be heavily guarded, but the foot soldiers were nothing in comparison to the beast. Looking at the gates, he was going right down the middle, head first because he hated strategy and planning wouldn't do shit against an squadron of elitists who fought dirty. Smirking at what was to come, he was getting a pump and thirst for blood because his instincts to terrorize were at tis peak. He was the master at fighting dirty so the stupid fucks didn't see it coming. He saw it as another way of trashing the bitches who thought they could fuck with what was his. He saw a pile of corpses being the end result to his visit. Not knowing how many Generals there were inside, he was ready to take them all on. ![]() "General G is back mother fuckers and I'm taking no prisoners. I'm taking you all on at once. Didn't you know? I'm the one manned army. The Great Android Terror. The fucking beast. You won't have enough body bags when I'm done with you freaks." He cocked his shotgun and casually walked to the front entrance like it was no big deal or that he wasn't going up against the infamous Black Bow Army. WC: 763 TWC: 12,907 Edited by Gatz, Jan 8 2015, 02:38 PM.
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| Bel Zephyra | Jan 8 2015, 10:47 PM Post #20 |
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"I told you I'd go to fucking hell for you just to put a smile on your beautiful face so that's what I'm gonna do for MY GIRL!" The words her husband spoke were dangerous...very dangerous. They were dangerous to her emotional sanity. Her heart filled with a ice cold dread at how he talked about how he'd go to the depths of the worst place imaginable to place a smile on her face. He did not have to do that. What her heart begged for was him to return from wherever he was. She imagined the worst, yet she did not know exactly what it was that he planned to do. "W-what are you saying Gatz? W-what do you mean by that? All I need is for you to come back to me..to our baby right now. Please, let us put what happened behind us. I am sorry for yelling at you before. I don't care about the stupid vase. It was my past, but you are my future! I am asking you to not do anything reckless!" She pleaded into the receiver of the phone. The office workers outside the office stopped what they were doing when they heard the boss lady's trembling voice shout behind closed doors. Her lip quivered at the thought that her husband might commit the most foolish act to prove his point. Him, being as ambitious and determined as he was, brought the worst fears to her already emotional state. "I'll come find you so don't do anything stupid. Wait for me..." "No, no, no Gatz! Do not hang up on me! Do you hear me! Don't you dare put me through this! This is not fair! Do you want me to...." She yelled into the phone with a heart broken tone. When she heard the phone click, she slipped down her chair in a defeated manner. Her arms wrapped around the legs of the chair and her face dug into the base of it. The strong woman did her best to keep it together. The tears in her black eyes threatened to flow freely. Her trembling stomach only made it worse as if Anju too was consumed by relentless worry. Suddenly, she released a tormented cry that could make the toughest of hearts tear to pieces. While hyperventilating, she let her annoyance with Gatz be heard. "You idiot! You don't have to prove anything to me...why couldn't you come back to our daughter and me?" Her hands gripped the cushion of the chair. What was worse was how helpless she felt. She couldn't be by his side, fight alongside him, and he did not even tell her where he was. Her teeth clenched with sorrow and rage mixed together. With another high pitched growl, the office floor shook with the emotional pain that wanted to be released from within her. The lights flickered with how devastating her predicament had been. Upon hearing the cry that caused most of the office workers to stop what they were doing, Julie and Bonnie rushed to the office door. They tried to get it to open, but it was locked. "Mrs. Gatz are you alright in there?" The two of them sounded concerned. The angered, raven haired beauty growled again at the intrusion. The two women who tried to help her could not fathom the pain she was in. For a prideful girl like her, she was forced to wait to see what would happen while her husband was foolishly putting his life and her heart at risk along with. How worse could it get? After her rage, she dug her face into the base of the chair and sobbed privately. She did not want anyone to see her tears. ![]() ----- Emmie sprinted through the busied streets. ![]() Being an android, she has super human abilities. Her speed was uncanny even for an android. She blitz through traffic to get to Mrs. Gatz who she noticed had spiked readings on the monitor Gatz instructed to have on her since the moment he knew about Chi's pregnancy. The pink haired android, as soon as she caught sight of the spiked readings, felt the pavement under her feet shake from the power she sensed from Gatz's wife. Gatz must have said something to her that got the special, human female to react in a hysterical manner. "I hope I don't get there too late! Gatz will kill me!" She saw the large building ahead. With grace and agility, she cut through two cars. Her tiny frame made it easy for her to squeeze through crevices. Finally, she made it to the building and entered. She had no time to check in with security. "Hi, bye! This is an emergency!" The android was normally one to follow rules, but in this instance she made an exception. The pink haired genius sprinted up the stairs with drive to get to the woman who needed her assistance. There was not one moment she stopped or slowed down. After running up several flights of stairs, E arrived to her destination. She blitz into the office tat looked like it was struck by a tornado....no a seismic wave. "Uh..yeah definitely Gatz's doing....Chichi right!" She ignored the mess and the workers alike. The young android reached the office door where two women tried to get Chichi to come out. The hyperactive android stopped in front of the door. Curiously, she eyed the two women who were desperate to get the mother-to-be to relax and come out of the office. "I can take it from here you two." She rested her hand against the door. Bonnie and Julie glanced at the young girl who "She won't come out. We've tried everything." They both looked concerned. The Android realized that they were both good humans. "This requires a bit more muscle. Don't you worry. She will get through this. She is Gatzs wife after all, but please pretend like nothing is wrong. I know Chi-chi. She's a prideful one and she doesn't like people noticing her weakness. I'll take care of it from here." She repeated herself. Then, after letting her intention known, the two ladies hesitantly walked away. The techno geek android pick pocketed the door and slipped through before anyone could take a peak inside. Once she was inside, she saw the fiery human on the floor with her arms wrapped around the chair. ![]() "Mrs. Chi-chi no, no please don't be sad. I heard that CD you gave me. I really liked that song. It was totally radical." The Android crouched alongside the lovely human who she had grown to admire over the months. ![]() Her hand rested upon the woman's shaky back as she had seem most humans do for their loved ones in movies. WC: 1,1204 TWC: 12,194 Edited by Bel Zephyra, Jan 8 2015, 11:06 PM.
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He was all about being the best because nothing else mattered. Taking in her appearance, he had a scowl on his face because he was reminded of the rose bitch who was all over he terror's girl, but she denied the freak because she knew who she belonged too. She was loyal to him and him only. The King only deserved his Queen. There wasn't anyone else who interested him because they were beneath him like the one he tossed to the floor. He spat on the ground next to fallen trash he shoved aggressively to the floor because she was the definition of garbage he talked about often. They were everywhere including male, female, and animals. He was an equal opportunist when it came to hating everyone. She was lucky he got an idea while he was tossing her to the floor or else she'd be lying in chalk after the police found her corpse.










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