Broken hunger
Laguz makes you follow them to their advanced sleek and aerodynamic Erospace diplomatic yacht. Looking just at the expensive furniture and modern art, It has cost double than The Mufasa itself.
"This is my personal meeting cabin.
nobility. But sadly for you, this won't be a nice ride, Silverman, Not every day someone is presented by the option to become a noble, One of the Golden State. Only one person per Tribal Empire each decade has that option" You should feel honoured to be signalled as the feline candidate"
"Why me?" You say genuinely interested in why between millions of billîons felines you were the one chosen.
"Well, you survival this year and a half have made you an obvious choice. Skar has an only real goal established Octopus kill you discretely.
All those errors sabotage, whole missions with weird issues in my mecha" anger fills your body. Then the Station... All that slaughter. Your entire crew and so many other soldiers and civilians"
"Exact, that was his desperate attempt to keep up the bargain he made in exchange of drugs and safety on The Octopus border." They made a silence looking at you, that mastery of combat and leadership has made you the best choice. But to obtain a chance to your bloodline reaches the heaven You have another task; Survive the journey and Crossing the Golden Gate"
And for that. I am afraid to say that I will be your first enemy... Suddenly a weird gas is pulverized in the room. A lacerating pain forms on your head like an army of millions of tiny needles puncturing your forehead.
Ghhhrrr
You are now totally sure that you aren't imagining it. Something is wrong, very wrong with Tea, whose rear paws are now twisted and turn backwards in the joint of the knee But The feline doesn't seem to notice ad with a fake metallic voice almost like they were playing a holotape.
Now in horror, you can see the rear legs bones broken and the marrow crawling through his pelt wich now is losing a great part of its hair making for the first time visible that there is not a real person there at least anymore...
"A FUCKING WERE CAT!!" You shot with the adrenaline pumping out in your chest. You have to do something about it.
Shooting is not your strong skill and more with this dizziness Your claws arose and a half of gore of Tea face is in your hands pouring blood and oil. Their face now a mere metallic frame with eyes glittering like fake jewellery.
You fail nauseating and vomiting, tired by the exercise and the drugs in your system.
Falling
INTO
DARKNESS
********
"Wake up, Feline!!" "We have no fucking time for this."
You drugged and drizzle opens your eyes to a blurry, foggy reality; Until you notice who are in front of you ... an octopus young woman with her bioluminescent skin in an attractive aquamarine colour.
His bald head is round and elegant, like The Nefertiti of the ancient origin planet wearing in an elegant braid her five elegant tentacles. as Tall as yourself and slim dressed in a silk purple sari. Her black glossy eyes looking at you with precaution.
"Name is Ariana. We have been drugged and Goddess knows what more shit as *final* testing to noble status"
"But you are a..." You say hesitantly, still affected by the drugs.
"Fucking Octo yes. And you are a kitten. We are in this together as this ship needs two people to pilot it. I am a pilot so I know it." Her voice is crystalline, as a fountain ...
"Are you gazing my boobs? Are you retarded... We are under attack Move your damn ass. .. What is your name?"
"I am Silverman. " you achieve to mumble still affected by the toxine.
"This is my personal meeting cabin.
nobility. But sadly for you, this won't be a nice ride, Silverman, Not every day someone is presented by the option to become a noble, One of the Golden State. Only one person per Tribal Empire each decade has that option" You should feel honoured to be signalled as the feline candidate"
"Why me?" You say genuinely interested in why between millions of billîons felines you were the one chosen.
"Well, you survival this year and a half have made you an obvious choice. Skar has an only real goal established Octopus kill you discretely.
All those errors sabotage, whole missions with weird issues in my mecha" anger fills your body. Then the Station... All that slaughter. Your entire crew and so many other soldiers and civilians"
"Exact, that was his desperate attempt to keep up the bargain he made in exchange of drugs and safety on The Octopus border." They made a silence looking at you, that mastery of combat and leadership has made you the best choice. But to obtain a chance to your bloodline reaches the heaven You have another task; Survive the journey and Crossing the Golden Gate"
And for that. I am afraid to say that I will be your first enemy... Suddenly a weird gas is pulverized in the room. A lacerating pain forms on your head like an army of millions of tiny needles puncturing your forehead.
Ghhhrrr
You are now totally sure that you aren't imagining it. Something is wrong, very wrong with Tea, whose rear paws are now twisted and turn backwards in the joint of the knee But The feline doesn't seem to notice ad with a fake metallic voice almost like they were playing a holotape.
Now in horror, you can see the rear legs bones broken and the marrow crawling through his pelt wich now is losing a great part of its hair making for the first time visible that there is not a real person there at least anymore...
"A FUCKING WERE CAT!!" You shot with the adrenaline pumping out in your chest. You have to do something about it.
Shooting is not your strong skill and more with this dizziness Your claws arose and a half of gore of Tea face is in your hands pouring blood and oil. Their face now a mere metallic frame with eyes glittering like fake jewellery.
You fail nauseating and vomiting, tired by the exercise and the drugs in your system.
Falling
INTO
DARKNESS
********
"Wake up, Feline!!" "We have no fucking time for this."
You drugged and drizzle opens your eyes to a blurry, foggy reality; Until you notice who are in front of you ... an octopus young woman with her bioluminescent skin in an attractive aquamarine colour.
His bald head is round and elegant, like The Nefertiti of the ancient origin planet wearing in an elegant braid her five elegant tentacles. as Tall as yourself and slim dressed in a silk purple sari. Her black glossy eyes looking at you with precaution.
"Name is Ariana. We have been drugged and Goddess knows what more shit as *final* testing to noble status"
"But you are a..." You say hesitantly, still affected by the drugs.
"Fucking Octo yes. And you are a kitten. We are in this together as this ship needs two people to pilot it. I am a pilot so I know it." Her voice is crystalline, as a fountain ...
"Are you gazing my boobs? Are you retarded... We are under attack Move your damn ass. .. What is your name?"
"I am Silverman. " you achieve to mumble still affected by the toxine.