Après moi le deluge

& & & Be afraid of the lame;
They'll inherit your legs.
& & & Be afraid of the old;
They'll inherit your souls,
& & & Be afraid of the cold;
They'll inherit your blood.
& & & Apres moi, le deluge;After me comes the flood......
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Gallons of the Stuff

australianengineering:

A scream forced it’s way from her throat as the fingers pushed into the back of her hand, coming dangerously close to all the tendons that allowed her fingers to move and wiggle. In a desperate bid to get away, Sheila lashed out again, aiming a frantic kick at the Spy’s stomach.

         And then she was pinned.
Oh, how she howled when the balisong was pushed through her hands, effectively pinning them to the wood behind them. Sheila was positive she hadn’t cried out that loudly for years, though having her hand’s nailed to the wall was a first. Yet she continued to struggle for her life, bellowing and cursing as the intruding fingers pushed into the wound on her stomach-

   The flash of pink in her lower peripheral vision caused her to look down, staring at her protruding guts in horror. This couldn’t be happing. It just had to be a bad dream that she’d wake up from, sitting bolt upright in bed and screaming her little heart out.
Yet the searing pain in her hands and abdomen alerted her that this was no nightmare, and the masked Spy was truly gutting her where she stood.

The Engineer gave a choked little sound, midway between a sob and a groan of agony as her innards were yanked out like a long rope.
                     ”Wh-why’re you…

Her victim managed to kick Her in the stomach, but it did nothing to stop Her. She dug Her hands in deep, pulling and clawing at whatever She could get Her hands on. The sounds were what drove Her, really. The pain, the struggle to understand ‘why this? Why me?’ It was music to Her ears. She lifted a hand to gently pat the Engineer’s face, fingers smearing blood across her skin.

Shhhh," She let her head loll, leaning in again to cup Sheila’s face in Her hand, "It will be over soon enough." She focused once more on the woman’s torso, finished with the intestines and now trying to pull out her stomach and liver. Maybe even kidneys. It had been such a long time since She had had fun like this…. Maybe she would even pass out, soon and then more could be done!

20 minutes ago on September 30th, 2014 | J | 11 notes
[Reiner] You know... that shooting my crotch thing was highly offensive, Miss Marko. I was merely there to satisfy your call of curiosity. -Grins lightly-


"If you were smart," the Spy grit her teeth, reaching for her gun, "You would realize that I have no qualms with shooting you a second time. I suggest you leave."

55 minutes ago on September 30th, 2014 | J | 0 notes
AN ANGRY AVOCADO TESTICLE GREMLIN UPON YOUR CROTCH. THE GREMLIN BY MIGHT OF THE POOBAH ALL THE GREAT THAT HE IS SHALL CONSUME IN ONE FELL SWOOP ALL RAPISTS THAT BE. LET IT BE KNOWN. THE GRAND WIZARD HAS SPOKEN. THE ANGRY TESTICLE WILL ARRIVE UPON YOUR CROTCH SOON. (If the angry crotch gremlin is not to full satisfaction all returns can be made at 1-800-NO-GROPE)

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2 hours ago on September 30th, 2014 | J | 3 notes

voodoosnipes replied to your post:*nudges a ♣over while whispering ‘as killing buddies’*

((Can’t Nashita just tell both of them to get along? With maybe a little threat of making a doll out of Berz?))

((Berezi does not respond well to threats. That would have the opposite effect Nash is looking for.))

20 hours ago on September 29th, 2014 | J | 1 note

burkhard-reininger replied to your post:♣ [For Reiner obviously]

* I vonder how many more young vones Reiner has made into his emotional sex toys. Hypocrisy dear brudder hypocrisy.*

*Not this one. Take it up with ‘im. I am no one’s ‘sex toy’.*

20 hours ago on September 29th, 2014 | J | 0 notes

It’s a  {t h a n k l e s s}  job,

                    but someone has to do it.

20 hours ago on September 29th, 2014 | J | 106 notes
*nudges a ♣over while whispering 'as killing buddies'*


((Mmm maybe. We’d have to see how the bad relationship with the bear husband affects this.))

1 day ago on September 29th, 2014 | J | 2 notes
♣ [For Reiner obviously]


((Hmmm. Well…. In his dreams, I guess. Berezi isn’t all that happy with the idea right now, hah…))

1 day ago on September 29th, 2014 | J | 3 notes
((I was called Danny Phantom yesterday. I am okay with this.))

((I was called Danny Phantom yesterday. I am okay with this.))

1 day ago on September 29th, 2014 | J | 7 notes

Send me a “♣” if you ship our muses.

1 day ago on September 29th, 2014 | J | 22,169 notes