Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20180804222034/@comment-26383377-20180924153402

Akata pointed her gun to the head of the Fox, intent on blowing his head off for the gazelle to see. Hearing her words changed her mind however, and she lowered her weapon.

She clenched her eyes shut, before opening them once more. They were a bright, glowing, crimson red. She flipped the pistol over, holding it by the barrel.

She reeled her weapon back and struck the Fox on the head with it, cracking his skull. She unleashed a series of yells and screams as she proceeded to bash her captive’s head in.

Crunch

“YOU”

Crunch

“HAD”

Crunch

“PEACE!”

She only stopped when the fox’s head was unrecognizable. It was a red mush of blood and brains, dripping down from his shoulders. She let go of him, letting him fall to the side, and letting his brain matter spill out onto the floor.

“'''peace... PEACE WAS AN OPTION!'''”

She was panting like a rabid animal, her attire now covered in the Fox’s Blood, his brain matter splattered all over her coat. Her once ornate pistol now had its metal warped from the bartering, the delicate engravings ruined and the wood smashed beyond repair.

“Peace was an option... and you threw it away...”