08-09-2019, 07:22 PM
[glow=#2b0505,2,300]ENTITLED BASTARD[/glow]
The tiger slinked away, causing a low growl to leave Jervis' maw. "What?" he exclaimed. With a vicious growl, he moved forwards towards Draekon. His golden eye looked the newest Pittian up and down, a look of disgust spreading throughout his face. Finally, he looked up at Draekon's own eyes. A dagger-like gaze pierced towards him, practically threatening him to disobey him again. "Feral bitch." Thus he turned away. What a 'loyal' subject...
By the time he turned his head, Samantha had already muttered her last words and sprinted out towards the border. Not before his bitchy dog managed to slow her down. The earth below split open perfectly. Fourthwall's attack thankfully got the bitch to fall to the floor, giving the quick ardent time to catch up.
In a matter of time, Jervis grew close. To make sure she was down surely, he leaped at her side and aimed to let his canines dig into her spinal cord. She'd be pushed out of the split and back onto the hard jungle floor. As he did so, his claws aimed to dig into her side and frantically grip at whatever skin he could then rip. Once writhing in pain, he would move back. The ardent would then push the doe-cat onto her back, exposing her stomach, and then keep her in place with his paws on her chest. With a blood-soaked sneer, the leader let out a sarcastic moan of disappointment. "We don't treat runners very politely here," came his venomous hiss, "But I'm sure you already knew that." After all, what else was The Pitt good for? They weren't some pansies like Elysium was.
He shook his head from side to side and let out a disgraced sigh. "But-" Almost as if a switch was flicked, his facade of shame dropped back to his sadistic smirk. Jervis reared backwards. With a leap, he'd slam down into her lower ribcage. Her ribs would cave in from the force and dig into her internal organs presumably. "-apparently it hasn't been made clear enough to see."
That said, he'd press into her chest further. His attempt would hopefully make her squeal in pain. "Perhaps we can change that today." Jervis left his back paws pressed to her pelvis and moved forward with the other paws, pressing her front legs out towards the floor like Leonardo Da Vinci's 'Vitruvian Man.' Her muscles would strain a great amount. It was not long before a crack rang out through the area. The feeling was prominent in the right leg, signaling Jervis' decision.
His grip on her limbs stopped and his paws went back to her onto chest with another forceful leap. A demonic smile was signaled towards Samantha's right eye. "Right it is," came his cackle. Claws now wavered in front of the girl's eye, taunting her. For awhile, they stayed there. Then his paw plunged towards her. Ivory claws slashed downwards across her face, digging into her eyelid and the eye itself. There was immediate blood shed. Jervis surely thought her eye was done for.
Awaiting a reaction, he turned back towards the group. As he did so, to prevent her from interrupting him, his remaining paw pressed down into her fractured ribs. "I want her alive," he spat angrily. "She's going to be bait." Unknown to his knowledge, he'd be gaining another vital piece of Tanglewood soon enough. Then the real fun could begin.
//powerplay permitted by autumn for these injuries: spinal bite marks, injured front right leg, body littered in scratches/bruises, fractured ribs, damaged right eye
DISOWNED [glow=#2b0505,2,300]tags - penned by orion[/glow] DISGRACEBy the time he turned his head, Samantha had already muttered her last words and sprinted out towards the border. Not before his bitchy dog managed to slow her down. The earth below split open perfectly. Fourthwall's attack thankfully got the bitch to fall to the floor, giving the quick ardent time to catch up.
In a matter of time, Jervis grew close. To make sure she was down surely, he leaped at her side and aimed to let his canines dig into her spinal cord. She'd be pushed out of the split and back onto the hard jungle floor. As he did so, his claws aimed to dig into her side and frantically grip at whatever skin he could then rip. Once writhing in pain, he would move back. The ardent would then push the doe-cat onto her back, exposing her stomach, and then keep her in place with his paws on her chest. With a blood-soaked sneer, the leader let out a sarcastic moan of disappointment. "We don't treat runners very politely here," came his venomous hiss, "But I'm sure you already knew that." After all, what else was The Pitt good for? They weren't some pansies like Elysium was.
He shook his head from side to side and let out a disgraced sigh. "But-" Almost as if a switch was flicked, his facade of shame dropped back to his sadistic smirk. Jervis reared backwards. With a leap, he'd slam down into her lower ribcage. Her ribs would cave in from the force and dig into her internal organs presumably. "-apparently it hasn't been made clear enough to see."
That said, he'd press into her chest further. His attempt would hopefully make her squeal in pain. "Perhaps we can change that today." Jervis left his back paws pressed to her pelvis and moved forward with the other paws, pressing her front legs out towards the floor like Leonardo Da Vinci's 'Vitruvian Man.' Her muscles would strain a great amount. It was not long before a crack rang out through the area. The feeling was prominent in the right leg, signaling Jervis' decision.
His grip on her limbs stopped and his paws went back to her onto chest with another forceful leap. A demonic smile was signaled towards Samantha's right eye. "Right it is," came his cackle. Claws now wavered in front of the girl's eye, taunting her. For awhile, they stayed there. Then his paw plunged towards her. Ivory claws slashed downwards across her face, digging into her eyelid and the eye itself. There was immediate blood shed. Jervis surely thought her eye was done for.
Awaiting a reaction, he turned back towards the group. As he did so, to prevent her from interrupting him, his remaining paw pressed down into her fractured ribs. "I want her alive," he spat angrily. "She's going to be bait." Unknown to his knowledge, he'd be gaining another vital piece of Tanglewood soon enough. Then the real fun could begin.
//powerplay permitted by autumn for these injuries: spinal bite marks, injured front right leg, body littered in scratches/bruises, fractured ribs, damaged right eye
dog with disease, you're the king of the sleaze
DEATH ON TWO LEGS
misguided old mule with your pigheaded rules
( ♛ ) —————— [color=#4C0900]tags. & the pitt. & red fox. & deceased.