> flanks in an attempt to block him in. If he can't move away from her, then he has no choice but to close in. Just need to get him in touch range, and everything will be fine.
"Harder.."
The instant his lips first opened, Famine understood that this could only end in violence. A thought that made her... vibrate in excitement.
Then the first problem arose. He's fast. Not fast enough that she couldn't respond, but fast enough to be a problem. Eyes narrowed as >
As he would approach, The Thespis Thoughtโข๏ธ would go off...a Horseman! What a terrifying foe, and not to mention a dastardly one!
Imagine wanting to plunge the world into such an apocalypse, unable to do anything but spread their plagues of evilness and drown the world in ->
> and it starting to bite.
Perhaps, that detonation hurt her more than she realized. She could feel her powers weakening with each moment.. Her "stomach" was empty. She needed to "eat" or this fight..
No. She can kill him. Just need to push harder. More mouths formed in his >
> more of her soft, porcelain skin. To become a woman any man would want to claim on the spot. All while her power to warp the minds of those around her to slowly leak out, granting to the knight in shining armor the irresistible urge to act on his more base desires.
"Help..."
Another Day, Another Massacre
Famine was never one for cowardice, but something felt... off.. here. Forgive the fact that whatever that detonation was actually hurt her, leading to a clear limp as she approached the center of that crater. The normal human she was supposed to >
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He had never seen land so...devastated. There was basically nothing alive and exiting through the portal was an odd experience in its own right. He was there and ->
> immediately. So she set herself up to be the perfect damsel in distress. Anna fell to her knees, allowing herself to cough up blood and chunks of her lungs.. Ah, that bomb hurt her worse than she thought.. She allowed the tears in her dress to open further, to reveal more and >
Blood dripped from the maw of a ravenous beast. Hunger satiated, desire fulfilled. Flesh laid bare as running waters cleanse pale skin of viscera. An aura extended. Famine. A growth in the appetite of those unfortunate enough to bear witness. A tender voice, calling out.
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Feed, my child. Feed until nothing remains. Feed until your wants dissipate. Feed until you are fed upon. Feed so that you might become her feast. For that is the truth of life. Beasts consume to live. Beasts live to consume. Without consumption, there is nothing.
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