12-18-2018, 12:52 AM
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT YOU WERE BORN UNDER A BAD SIGN — TAGS[/glow]
[ cw for mild torture, poisoning, etc ]
The night was inky and shadowed, only the sounds of crickets and other nocturnal critters filling the o p e n air. As bloodstained as their reputation was, the Pitt's territory was perhaps one of the more lush of the other clans. It was serene and tranquil, not a sound to be heard in the dead of night — until a voice interrupted the atmosphere:
"Let me go, please! I was just looking for food, I didn't know I was on your territory. Honest."
Well well, what have we here? Trapped under the hellhound's giant paw was a small cat, who was unable to wriggle out from under the claws that dug into his chest. Lucky watched as the trespasser tried to reason with him, but it was safe to say that he wasn't buying any of this guy's bullshit. [glow=black,1,400]"Oh yeah? And how 'bout this?"[/glow] He rolled the flask of acidic contents around in his paw before setting it aside. What was he gonna do, slip the mice some poison in their drinks? Likely story.
The hellhound glared down at the cat with fiery hues. He bared pearly whites and managed a gutteral rumbling in his throat, [glow=black,1,400]"You got some balls comin' here, you fuck."[/glow] He was going to send a message to the Rosebloods — one that warned them all of their rat-asses to stay away from the Pitt unless they wanted to wind up like this poor sap here.
Now, moving his plan along, he once again retrieved the flask of poison with his free paw and popped the cap open. [glow=black,1,400]"How's about you get a taste of your own medicine."[/glow] Lucky threatened icily before forcing the cat's jaws w i d e open with a paw toe. Starting to panic, the victim screeched, "No no, please, no! I swear I'll never—" Shutting him up, Luckily dunked the acidic liquid down his throat and essentially made him swallow every last bit of the burning substance. Screams and howls of pure agony ripped through the cat's maw, tears beading up in his eyes and streaming down his cheeks. He writhed in pain and suffering as the poison seared his esophagus and his insides, the fiery sensation burning his internals to death.
Eventually, he had gotten a taste of his own medicine, and he ceased to move. He fell limp and his throat gurgled with his last breath, and his head lulled onto the ground. Lucky stepped back, managing a sneer and chucking the bottle into the bush. What a fucking joke; he'd be sure to do worse things to any Roseblood who tried to pull some stupid bullshit like this in the future.
The night was inky and shadowed, only the sounds of crickets and other nocturnal critters filling the o p e n air. As bloodstained as their reputation was, the Pitt's territory was perhaps one of the more lush of the other clans. It was serene and tranquil, not a sound to be heard in the dead of night — until a voice interrupted the atmosphere:
"Let me go, please! I was just looking for food, I didn't know I was on your territory. Honest."
Well well, what have we here? Trapped under the hellhound's giant paw was a small cat, who was unable to wriggle out from under the claws that dug into his chest. Lucky watched as the trespasser tried to reason with him, but it was safe to say that he wasn't buying any of this guy's bullshit. [glow=black,1,400]"Oh yeah? And how 'bout this?"[/glow] He rolled the flask of acidic contents around in his paw before setting it aside. What was he gonna do, slip the mice some poison in their drinks? Likely story.
The hellhound glared down at the cat with fiery hues. He bared pearly whites and managed a gutteral rumbling in his throat, [glow=black,1,400]"You got some balls comin' here, you fuck."[/glow] He was going to send a message to the Rosebloods — one that warned them all of their rat-asses to stay away from the Pitt unless they wanted to wind up like this poor sap here.
Now, moving his plan along, he once again retrieved the flask of poison with his free paw and popped the cap open. [glow=black,1,400]"How's about you get a taste of your own medicine."[/glow] Lucky threatened icily before forcing the cat's jaws w i d e open with a paw toe. Starting to panic, the victim screeched, "No no, please, no! I swear I'll never—" Shutting him up, Luckily dunked the acidic liquid down his throat and essentially made him swallow every last bit of the burning substance. Screams and howls of pure agony ripped through the cat's maw, tears beading up in his eyes and streaming down his cheeks. He writhed in pain and suffering as the poison seared his esophagus and his insides, the fiery sensation burning his internals to death.
Eventually, he had gotten a taste of his own medicine, and he ceased to move. He fell limp and his throat gurgled with his last breath, and his head lulled onto the ground. Lucky stepped back, managing a sneer and chucking the bottle into the bush. What a fucking joke; he'd be sure to do worse things to any Roseblood who tried to pull some stupid bullshit like this in the future.
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