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| Gatz | May 1 2015, 11:42 AM Post #11 |
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Hearing his girl laugh, got him smirking at his accomplishment. She was smiling meaning nobody was dying in the cafe. He had other plans in mind. He was heading to the salon where his girl was mistreated and taking care of business while she got spoiled. She was liking the idea of getting some of that chick time that he didn't give a fuck about. Feeling her hand against his arm, he avoiding looking at her and giving away what he was going to do while she was busy getting what she wanted. He wouldn't be spending time with them doing chick shit. He settled the problem without having to snap someone's neck. The space chick agreed to the terms being confident. He wasn't expecting any less out of what he proposed. "Paul..." Growling out in annoyance at Chi's joke, he gave her a demand. ![]() "Tell that goof fuck not to do stupid shit around you or else I'm tossing his garbage motorcycle off a cliff. I don't pay his ass to be screwing alien chicks. I pay him to be watching you when I am doing business. You tell him that word for word. I mean it. Not dealing with his bullshit again." Saying it in a demanding tone, the Dumbest in the Universe had a tendency of doing stupid shit around his girl like walking around the fucking apartment in naked in the middle of the night. ![]() Thinking about the dumb nuts being a idiot, got the terror clenching his muscled jaw. It was good thing his girl didn't see the goof fuck walking around naked because he'd have to end the bearded freak's life guaranteed. The goof fuck was dumb as a stump, but he was loyal so he let the idiot get away with shit he wouldn't let anybody else. He was useful too. He wasn't as powerful as the ultimate beast and the terror wouldn't outright the son of a bitch was tough. The son of a bitch could take out some girl scouts maybe. If the android terror \ counted right, he should have snapped the bearded freak's neck at least one thousand times. He told her what he was going to do, but not giving her any specifics so she wouldn't stop him. "I got business to do. Shouldn't take me too long. Go get your what you need to done. You got my number if you need anything. Call me if somebody is trying to bother. Don't worry about our offspring either. I got your dad taking care of our offspring so you got the rest of the afternoon off. " Even if she didn't call him, he could sense if she was feeling threatened or in danger so he'd be by her side instantly if a stupid mother fucher was feeling suicidal that day. Strumming his finger thumb along the side of her face and then touching the territorial mark on her neck in a showing off manner, his hellish charcoal eyes set on the space chick. He pointed his finger into her face. "As for you, DON'T even think about doing anything stupid. I'll be back." A threatening growl rumbled in his chest making sure the space chick thought a million times before trying to fuck with his prized possession. Taking one last look Chi-chi, he pushed the cafe door open and exited. WC: 599 TWC: 2,293 Edited by Gatz, May 1 2015, 11:46 AM.
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| Paragus | May 1 2015, 12:18 PM Post #12 |
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Cheri smiled in appreciation when Chi-Chi had told her that Frost had such a lovely name. She thought it was a good name for her as well, and she wasn't at all surprised that she had such a name, considering that Frost came from the bloodline that she did, an aristocratic bloodline that had been around for more than a thousand years, that much Cheri knew. The elite PTO Soldier wasn't sure if Frieza was a known name on Earth, so she made sure that she would avoid using any names when she talked about Frost's relatives and the like. "Eendeed. Zhe comez vrom an areeztocrateec bloodline zat 'as been around vor more zan a thouzand yearz, and zhe eez ze zird child een ze vameely, ze only daughter, az vell. Zhe 'az two older brozzerz, both ov veech 'az vollowed een ze vameely buzeenezz like zeeer Fazzer. Zhe eez zuch a polite young zeeng az vell, due to my teacheengz een eteequette and mannerz. I am zure zat, zhould you meet 'er, you vould like 'er. Zhe 'az ze tendenzy to veen ze heartz ov ze people zhe meetz" Cheri said to Chi-Chi with an adoring smile on her face as she talked about Frost. Cheri raised an eyebrow in interest when Chi-Chi had told her that she, too, was in her 40's. It was interesting that, despite the age she was, Chi-Chi still happened to look as young as she does now. She had been under the impression that Humans not only aged physically beyond how they would look in their 20's, but also that they don't live as long as her own species, so for her to find someone that was around the same age as her that still looked so young, and wasn't a member of her own species, was very surprising. "Zat eez very zurprizeeng. I vaz not at all avare zat 'umans could age zo grazevully. You, obveeouzly, 'ave zome very good genez vor zat to 'appen. Az vor your liveleenezz, Mademoiselle Chee-Chee, zey zay zat you tend to act az young az you veel, and zeenze you are az lively az you are, eet meanz zat you are zteell very young. You zteell look si magnifique, and you act eet az vell, zat eet eez very obveeouz to me zat your age eez not avvecteeng you az eet vould evvect ozzerz, zo you are zteel very young een my eyez" she said in a complimentary fashion. Gatz, after proceeding to tell Chi-Chi what he was gonna do and issuing out some orders, while insulting the man that he called Paul, then proceeded to turn to Cheri, looming over the alien bombshell, and pointed his finger in her face after telling her to not do anything stupid. Cheri, while she could tell that Gatz would be more than capable of killing her with ease, had dealt with King Cold, perhaps the strongest person she had ever interacted with that was also the most arrogant, so she knew how to handle the situation. "I can tell zat you and Mademoiselle Chee-Chee are both eggztremely powervul, zo I am very zure zat zhould I try anyzeeng untoward, I vould be dead long bevore I vould even 'ave a chanze to eggzcape. I 'ave no eentention ov leaveeng my leetle Frozt weezzout a Mozzer een 'er live. I veell make zure that Mademoiselle Chee-Chee eez zateezvied veeth ze job I do. Conzeedereeng ze type ov man my employer 'appens to be like, I 'ave learned long ago to not ztep on ze toez ov zoze zat can eazeely deztroy moi" she said to Gatz in a calm manner, adding in a comment about how she was sure that Gatz and Chi-Chi could easily destroy her to, hopefully, placate him a bit. _______ WC: 629 TWC: 2,516 |
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| Bel Zephyra | May 1 2015, 07:08 PM Post #13 |
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Cheri's daughter had siblings too who had etiquette and manners due to good parenting. This made the Ox Mother of three pleased to hear due to how she emphasized discipline onto her children. She expected them to behave well. When they didn't, they were punished for it. The problem, as the Ox Princess saw it, was there were too many delinquents around due to bad parenting. "I am sure your daughter is a joy. I find it important to teach our children proper etiquette and discipline." It was true that the Ox Princess liked well behaved children. There was a portion where the green woman commented on how her daughter came from a bloodline of aristocrats which indicated her daughter had a sophistication to her too. She spoke too quickly for the Ox Princess to get a word in or interrupt. Then, as the unique woman explained her life further, she questioned mentally whether those siblings saw classy lady as a mother too. The conversation shifted from their children to the fact that humans aged differently than her race of people. It lingered on her mind sometimes why her father and herself did not have the similar issue. They aged well. She figured it was because of how well they took care of their bodies. She never sought to understand what it was any further. "You are too kind truly." She responded in regard to Cheri's compliment. "I got business to do. Shouldn't take me too long. Go get your what you need to done. You got my number if you need anything. Call me if somebody is trying to bother. Don't worry about our offspring either. I got your dad taking care of our offspring so you got the rest of the afternoon off. " ![]() Gatz's hand rested along her neck while he discussed to her what it was that he wanted to do. He gave her an order to give to Paul. She laughed momentarily because of how those the two men argued like school children. They argued, yet were cooperative business partners. While she agreed with her husband that her body guard was a goofy individual who lacked manners, he was a good person at heart. She doubted there would be many individual who could put up with her husband's foul attitude. She did, however, see his point of view. The things Paul did were sometimes jaw dropping. "Paul is certainly a handful. He at least does his job well Gatz. I will let him know how mean you were with his message. Please, try not to hurt anybody okay?" She asked him, yet he was gone before he answered. Her attention set on Cheri again once her husband exited the cafe shop. There comfort level was at a high because of the similarities they shared. Upon her husband leaving, she spoke calmly to the woman who was hired to handle the raven mother's hair for the day. "We should go to my apartment now. It is not too far from here. Oh...before we go, I wouldn't worry about his threat. I will not let any harm come to you." She promised because it was not in her to want to cause harm to someone that at least tried their best. The space woman's heart was in the right place. It was more the Ox Princess could say about the other delinquents she met in her past. WC: 604 TWC: 2,725 Edited by Bel Zephyra, May 1 2015, 07:37 PM.
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| Gatz | May 1 2015, 09:31 PM Post #14 |
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![]() Gatz walked out of the cafe and was heading to the salon in the city where he knew his girl had been that. Weaving and bumping into the crowd of people walking on the sidewalk, they had no fucking clue he owned the city. They were going about their business not knowing that the ultimate beast was in their presence and could end destroy every single one of them if he want too. His whole city was running on its own economy. People came and went not giving two fucks who was running Gatz's Haven. They just knew it was a top of the line city because he was all about owning the best and being the best. He smirked at how pathetic and useless they all were, but somehow they were still existing. There was one reason for that. Being reminded who he left alone, he reached into his pocket. Pulling out his smart, sony phone, he pressed it to his ear and called the goof fuck to let him know who was going there. He wanted to give specifics orders about watching the space chick closely around the terror's prized possession. The Toughest in the Universe ended up answering the phone. ![]() "Yo boss man! Watch you doin'?" Answering with one hand while cooking some bacon and eggs with the other, he wasn't seeing how burned the eggs were. It was usually Chi doing the cooking. She wasn't around so he was on his own and being the Toughest in the Universe required calories. He was hungry and knowing the boss lady was hanging around with the boss man, he didn't want to bother her. The android terror cringed at the irritating goof fuck's voice almost regretting making the call, but it was top priority. "Chi-chi will be going there soon with a space chick. I want your ass ready to kick that alien chick's ass if she tries anything stupid." Shouting his order, he saw some freak looking his direction like he was tough or something. "The fuck you looking at." He lunged forward causing the mail man to fall over and all the mail in his bag to fall out. ![]() Smirking devilishly, the terror stepped over him waiting for the goof fuck to give an answer. The Judo Biker couldn't hear his boss man right. ![]() "Come again?" He turned around putting his finger in his ear while the bacon and eggs were still cooking. Keeping the boss man waiting, wasn't smart and the Toughest in the Universe was no idiot. "Boss I was juss cooking sum eggs. No need to shout. So what's this about sum space alien? " He didn't hear him right. Gatz continued walking and got to business not giving the Toughest in the Universe any opportunity to be a smart ass. "You know what needs to be done. Stop fooling around and get to it freak. Chichi will be doing that chick crap with a green looking girl."I ain't explaining shit. Do your damn job. They attack you break. Simple." Looking around, he spotted the salon coming up. He was ready to break a bitch himself. Paul forgot about his eggs. They were burning behind him causing the kitchen to smoke up. "You got it boss. Nobody harms the boss lady. I'll kill um if they try." He didn't need to be told twice. Seeing Chichi as his sister, he'd wreck punks with his death fist who try messing with her. The terror hung up and placed his phone in his pocket. Setting his eyes on the salon's sign in the distance, that is where he was going next. The Toughest in the Universe scratched his beard imaging what the boss man was referring too when he said alien chick. "Them stinkin' aliens better not be messin' with my sis. Guess I'mma find out when Chi comes walking in." He coughed when a bunch of smoke got in his lungs and then he remembered why. "Aw crap! My eggs!" Smelling something burning, he turned and saw his breakfast was burned. WC: 719 TWC: 3,012 Edited by Gatz, May 1 2015, 09:42 PM.
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| Paragus | May 2 2015, 11:16 AM Post #15 |
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Cheri smiled in appreciation when Chi-Chi had said that she was sure her little Frost was a delight to be around, due to the fact that she had been raised with etiquette and manners. She was glad that Chi-Chi was thinking good things about Frost, even though she had not yet met her. Frost was definitely a delight to be around in person, but she was glad that Chi-Chi was giving Cheri the benefit of the doubt when it came to her parenting skills. She didn't really have any prior parenting experience, but she had learned a lot from raising Frost. "I zank you vor truzteeng een moi zkeellz vhen eet comez to parenteeng, Mademoiselle Chee-Chee. Eet makez moi veel like I've managed to do a good job veeth leetle Vrozt. I only 'ope zat I manage to raize a blood child ze vay I 'ave done veeth my Fille" she said with a thankful smile on her face as Chi-Chi complimented her parenting skills. Cheri always felt she had done a decent job raising Frost, but she was glad to get a second opinion. She only hoped that when Frost and Chi-Chi met, she would still hold her tune. Chi-Chi had then told Cheri to not worry about the threat that Gatz had delivered to her, her fellow Mother telling the green-haired alien beauty that she wouldn't let any harm come to her. Cheri, upon hearing this, smiled in a grateful manner, glad that Chi-Chi was willing to stick her neck out for Cheri and ensure she was protected. She knew she was taking a risk and all that with what she had promised Gatz, to take care of his wife and ensure she came out looking even more beautiful than she already was, and she was glad that someone would be there to ensure Frost didn't lose her mother figure. "I zank you vor zat, Mademoiselle Chee-Chee. I apprezeeate you zteeckeeng your neck out vor moi like you are, becauze I could not ztand ze zought ov leaveeng my leetle Fille out zere een the cold, 'arzh vorld all by 'erselv, not vhen I promeezed zat I vould make zure zat zhe vaz zave and 'appy" Cheri said to Chi-Chi with a smile on her face as she quickly followed after Chi-Chi, making sure to stick with her the entire time so that she did not get lost in the crowd. ______ WC: 400 TWC: 2,916 |
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| Bel Zephyra | May 2 2015, 01:49 PM Post #16 |
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The Ox Princess pushed the exit door of the cafe open and held it open for Cheri. The alien mother thanked the raven haired mother for the hospitality, and the compliments that the Ox Princess found easy to give in regards to the kind woman's parenting skills. The stylish acquaintance mentioned that she would one day like to raise a blood related child too. While it was better not to pry, she assumed that the polite lady did not have a significant other. With how beautiful the green haired woman was, the Ox Princess was perplexed that a man had not courted her. She commented, but did not specifically get into details about the relationship status of the friendly matron. "I am not sure if you are with someone, but I was told that there is a special someone out there for everyone. Who knows? You might find someone here and have a little Cheri of your own." She commented with amusement. It was a nice change, for once, to talk with someone who was of similar age, a mother, and a woman. Since she was was at the base with her husband, she was almost always surrounded by boys. In her family, a majority of them were boys. It was not until Gohan married Videl that the Ox Princess had another woman to talk to. However, Videl was younger. As for family members, her precious daughter Anju was the only other woman in her family. "You do not need to thank me for that. I hope you did not find my husband's behavior offensive. He can be overly protective and so rude at times. There is no way I can change that. He had a tender heart deep within that rugged exterior of his. I would like to think his barbaric attitude is how he shows me how he cares for me. He is not the type of man who believes in buying bouquets of flowers. I am okay with that although I do not think it would kill him if he bought me a box of chocolate every now and then." She shook her head and rolled her eyes because, despite how lacking in mannerisms her husband had, a heart could not decide who it loved. She cared for her husband deeply like she did her father who was once a tyrannical King. It was why she was able to see through their violent flaws. They were good men beneath the hard surfaces. "With how well you maintain yourself, I am positive I will not have to step in. " She guided Cheri towards the large building. There were civilians who walked by with no notice to how different the green woman alongside her was. In Gatz's Haven, there were strange occurrences often, therefore, the citizens rarely noticed anymore. "It is here. Come, follow me." There were workers who stood outside and opened the door when they saw her. ![]() "Thank you." With a sweet politeness, she addressed the greeters and then entered into the building. ![]() WC: 538 TWC: 3,264 |
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| Gatz | May 2 2015, 02:18 PM Post #17 |
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![]() Stopping at the entrance of the salon, the terror scanned the building with his infrared sensors. He was investigating from the outside and figuring out who the owner of it was. Watching from the outside like a demented stalker, his advanced senses were listening in to who they were addressing. His hollow glare met with the bitch who was running shit. She was barking orders at her worthless employees and her irritating, screechy ass voice was bitching at the thinner females inside the salon. She was a pale, bugged eyed looking bitch. Seeing her repelling face, got him already knowing why the crazed, female rat was acting stupid around his good girl even insulting his prized possession. She wasn't mating with anybody. He figured it out real quick what her issue was because he was a pro at reading people only needing one look to know the truth. She was hating because not even the lowest of useless, weak, beta simp males of the planet would touch her with a fucking stick if given a chance. ![]() "Jealous bitch." Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a special occasion cigarette. He lit up with his ki and put the end of it in his mouth. Taking a puff, he blew smoke out of nostrils and mouth after pulling the bud out of his mouth. He was a hitman getting ready to take out his target. Turning the special occasion box of cigs he carried around, he saw the General Warning Label smirking at it because he was an android. ![]() "Still don't get why humans create poisonous shit that kills their own people. Probably should make a line of my own and make some profit of useless freaks dying. It'd thin out the population. Too boring though. I'd rather get blood on my fucking hands and see them begging before I end them." Keeping his smirk, he was puffing his cig waiting for the right chance to scare the stupid bitch's nasty panties right off and get her begging for forgiveness just before stuffing his shotgun in her mouth. He licked his lips in anticipation thinking about how her brains would squirt out at the pull of the trigger. She had it coming. Not giving his girl what she wanted and being rude, was the same as insulting the android terror himself. He paid for everything that was around. Them not knowing he was the owner didn't mean they were allowed to be useless. He got rid of the trash not adding anything to his city. Paul Phoenix was bumming out about his burned eggs. "Shit if Chi sees this I'mma get got. Shoulda ordered take out. Better clean this before she tries to kick my ass. " Cleaning with franticness, he was making the mess worse by tossing paper towels all around trying to put stuff back in its place. WC: 511 TWC: 3,523 |
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| Paragus | May 2 2015, 03:17 PM Post #18 |
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Cheri raised an eyebrow in interest when Chi-Chi had said she was unsure if the green-haired beauty was with someone, but the alien bombshell had smiled when Chi-Chi had said that she was sure if there was someone out there for everyone. Cheri most definitely believed that, that there was someone out there for her. She knew for a fact that there had to be someone out there in the everlasting Universe that had someone meant for her. She was sure that all it required was to find someone that would like her back, and for more than just her physical appearance. "Zadly, I 'ave not vound anyvone zat eez essayage(fitting) vor moi(me). Vhen eet comez to my espèce(species), beeeng too puiisant(strong) can actually be a bad chose(thing) eev you are a femelle(female) like moi(me). Femelles(Females) are only zuppozed to régler(settle) vor men zat are fort(stronger) zan yourzelf, and due to formation(training) and expereeenze zat I 'ave gotten, eet 'az made moi ze fort(strongest/stronger) ov my espèce(species), vheech meanz zat none ov ze men ov my personnes(people) are zuitable. Eet eez 'ow my Maman(Mother) and Papa(Father) got togezzer, and zey are pervectly 'appy veeth one anozzer" she explained to Chi-Chi with a frown on her face. Chi-Chi had said that, maybe, just maybe, there was someone for Cheri on this planet, someone that would even give her a little Cheri of her own. Cheri smiled at the thought, because unlike most species, her species could breed with any bi-gendered species, and their genes were the dominant ones, so their traits would always shine through, no matter how thin the blood got further down the line. The thought of finding someone out there for her that could give her a child of her own pleased Cheri immensely, and she hoped that she could find someone like that on this planet. "I vould really apprécier(appreciate) zuch a chose(thing) comeeng to passer(pass). Avter all, ze sang(blood) ov my espèce(species) eez domeenant, no matter 'ow mince(thin) our sang(blood) getz. Vindeeng zomevone zat eez zuitable for moi(me) vould make moi(me) very 'appy, Oui(yes)" Cheri said to Chi-Chi in an informative manner, her smile getting a bit bigger as she followed Chi-Chi into the building the Ox Princess lead her into, watching the people silently as they showed such respect to Chi-Chi. It was really quite amazing to see Chi-Chi get treated so well, as it showed class and manners, most certainly. Chi-Chi had commented on how obvious it was that Cheri took care of herself and handled her business, she was sure that she wouldn't need to step in on her behalf. While Cheri was honestly sure she could handle herself, she was glad that she would have someone who would be able to help ensure she was protected. While Cheri DID have her Monster Form to bail herself out of trouble, she would rather avoid a fight altogether than break it out, even if she COULD easily deal with a threat when she transformed. She just utterly disliked her Monster Form that much. "Vell, to be quite honnête(honest), I am a dezent combattant(fighter). I prever not getteeng eento any combats(fights) zat I can't 'andle een my le point de départ(Base) vorm. I do 'ave a la métamorphose(transformation) zat I could uze like ze rezt ov my course(race), but unvortunately, eet eez extrêmement(extremely) grotezque, and I vould razzer only uze eet vhen I absolument(absolutely) need eet. I 'ope I never 'ave to zhow you, zo I 'appy zat you 'ave my dos(back)" Cheri said to Chi-Chi in a relieved manner, grimacing in self-revulsion over the transformation she had told Chi-Chi about. ________ WC: 601 TWC: 3,517 |
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| Bel Zephyra | May 2 2015, 05:41 PM Post #19 |
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Chi-chi entered into the front lobby with Cheri. She guided the elegant alien to the mirrored-interior elevator. As she led her cordial stylist, she listened to the woman's explanation as to why she was not married. The truth was spoken about how men and women were perceived differently. It was no different on Earth as it was on Cheri's land. The Ox Princess, however, did not allow gender roles to shape who she was. She practiced both sides of the spectrum. For instance, she was a skilled martial artist, but an incredible cook too. She enjoyed being a woman, but at the same time, did not feel the need to constantly express what a strong woman she was. Her actions did that for her. With the etiquette of a princess and a fierceness of a warrior, the Ox Princess was proud of who she became even if at times they were unorthodox. It was her father, the Ox King, who taught her these values to be both strong and embrace her femininity. Cheri frowned at the fact that she was a skilled combatant, but the men on her planet were uninterested in women who were better in roles that were thought as masculine. Her parents were together and happily married. If this was the case, than her sociable acquaintance would find somebody. In comfort, the raven haired beauty responded with how she perceived men. "Men are the same everywhere. They are allergic to assistance and eager to show their might. My papa would not allow me to marry someone that was weaker than himself. As for my husband, he tends to remind me often who he is and what I am. It is not to say that he offends me, but he uses it as a way to justify his ridiculous actions at times. He is super overprotective and it can be too much at times. I tend to ignore it because I know he does it because he cares for me unlike my ex husband who rarely showed interest in my existence. I have no ill feelings for my ex however. I do not need to throw my weight around in order to be heard. My presence and voice do that for me." The Ox Princess said with affirmation. A chyme sounded that indicated the elevator reached their floor. Once the doors opened, she entered into the elevator and waited for Cheri to enter too. The topic about genes came forth. Cheri said that her genes were dominant, therefore, that meant her children would look like her. "It must be wonderful." She admitted, but she had no other comment to say in regards to children's appearance. She was satisfied with how beautiful her children came out although her sons looked more like their father than her. As for her daughter, she had a mixture of both Gatz and herself. It was the red hair, however, that was from neither side. It was supposed to be symbolic of how powerful her daughter was. With how vigorous her father was, it was obviously true. Cheri mentioned a transformation. The Ox Princess brushed this aside. "I have seen some ugly monsters in my day. I doubt your transformation is as bad as what I have seen." She cringed at the thought of the monsters she encountered throughout her life. There were some that she wished she could erase from her memory. ![]() "I find it hard to believe someone with your complexion can turn into a hideous creature. I guess anything is possible." The Ox Mother ran a hand through her long luscious locks as she gazed at herself in the mirror. Eventually, the elevator chyme a second time which indicated they were on the desired floor. "We are here." She said with a smile. WC: 668 TWC: 3,391 Edited by Bel Zephyra, May 2 2015, 05:45 PM.
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| Gatz | May 2 2015, 06:01 PM Post #20 |
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The Toughest in the Universe was scrambling to get everything together making the mess worse. He heard a chyme from the outside causing him to break a plate and drop the burned eggs. "Man!" Getting everything everywhere, he was sucking at cleaning up. He was going to get his ear pulled or something if he didn't get it together. Rushing around, he got to sweeping like the best janitor in the universe. Tossing his cigarette aside and stepping on it to put it out, the Greatest Android Terror exhaled smoke out of his nostrils. He was ready to fuck someone up namely the chick that thought talking trash to the beast's girl was a smart idea. He reached behind himself unstrapping his trademarked shotgun. The only time he got to using his shotgun was when he saw his next victims as unworthy of getting killed by his own hands. His shotgun representing how useless and disgraced his victim was that not even the murderous terror would get his hands dirty with ending their existence. Liking the sight and being a designed killer android, if he didn't like touching you to snap your neck, then there was nobody in the world who wanted too. He cocked his shotgun with one hand his bicep flexing with power. The pedestrians who saw this started running and pointing at what he was doing. They were scared of getting shot. He thought heard one of them say something about calling the cops. The terror owned the fucking cops. Smirking at the sight and sound of fear, he entered into the salon where chicks were getting their hair done and not talking trash about their useless mates or worthless lives. ![]() Having his sinister glare on his target, he pulled the trigger causing a loud bang to interrupt. The first girl who saw him walking in screamed like she was in a horror flick. "Who the fuck owns this place? I won't ask twice and don't bother crying either because that will just make me want to take you out first. I'll blast a hole in every one of you until I get my answer so get to talking. I got all day. " Knowing who owned it, he wanted to see how quick these chicks would turn on one another just by asking a question with a shotgun in his mouth. WC: 412 TWC: 3,935 |
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