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Post by Trench on Aug 22, 2009 20:59:38 GMT -5
So, you maggots have joined up with the Traitors, have you? But you’re not sure just where you fit in yet, hm?
Then listen up!
I’m going to make this real damn short so you maggots are sure to understand it. There are only two positions in this pack: me, and the rest of you piss-ants. Too slow to follow? Here’s what that looks like:
♠ The Broken-Wing King Ripshank
♠ His Shattered-Back Queen Miyu
♠ Maggots Alice, Number Three (Kotori),
♠ Slaves ---
Still not quick enough to follow? Fine; I’ll be listing all your worthless names as you join, just so there’s no mistakes. But just so we’re clear, listen up!
Your damn life is mine now; you have no say unless you can back it with claw and fang, and if you’ve got a problem, you take it to the source. There is no hierarchy here; if you want any damn respect, then beat it out of the rest of the maggots. No one here is going to hand you anything, understand?
Don’t want to be a maggot? Either get the hell out or man up and challenge me. There’s one way to move up in this pack, and that’s through me. Think you’ve go what it takes? Better check again. Here are my terms:
♠ 400 word minimum. If you can’t choke up that many, then shut the hell up and get out of here; I ain’t going to just hand you my throne, so you’d damned well be prepared to fight for it.
♠ No more than 2 posts each. I’ve not got all day to waste on you wanna-be piss-ants; let’s get this the hell over with.
♠ Absolutely no dodging. If you’re fightin’ with me, you’ll take your damn punishment. Every blow will land. Can’t handle the pain? Then get the hell out of here; you’re not fit to rule.
♠ Challenger goes first. I’ve already proved my manhood, and until you maggots do, ladies first.
♠ Lose, and I get your back. That’s right, maggot, if you lose, I rake my claws across your back just so everyone knows how much of a failure you are. And trust me, there will be scars.
Still think you’ve got what it takes? Then I’ll be waiting. Just make sure to piss before you come; I don’t want you wetting yourself once you’ve realized what you’ve done.
Now get the hell out of here and get to work!
With blood and guts,
The Broken-Wing King, Ripshank
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