While Tsuyu loved to fight, she preferred death battles more. She loved to see blood, to see guts sprawled across the ground, to see limbs fly and eyes roll into the back of peoples heads. It was a filthy kink, a disgusting thrill to her.

But she loved it.

Tsuyu had thought of doing something interesting lately, thought of killing someone in Snowbound and feeding them to Blacktide as an offering to the great alien-like xenopanther, but she thought better of it. While she did often give Blacktide some of her food, she did have a deep surmounting of admiration for the blood-thirsty beast.

Besides that, Tsuyu did whatever she pleased. She submitted herself to Stryker, and was fiercely open about that fact. He could abuse her, strangle her, cut her, she didn't care. She loved the attention, she loved how godly he was. He was a god in her eyes, and she worshipped the very ground he walked on.


Tsuyu had taken it to mind how she loved fighting, and decided to make a well-thought, medium-sized arena of ice using the water in the ground. She made sure the surface wasn't too slippery by adding some bumps and edges, but this also made it dangerous. One would have to be able to balance well on this surface, but maybe this could also be training for some people.

"Pittians! Tsuyu has made a temporary fighting arena for everyone to fight on today! We'll be having.. A little fighting tournament here! This is just for fun, ribbit. If you want to fight to the death, go right ahead, I don't care, unless Yes Man says 'No, man'." She snickered at her pun, shaking out her short fur as frost eminated from her jaws.

This would be fun.
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