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Anonymous Sun 25 Aug 2024 21:36:08 No.68585332 Report
Quoted By: >>68585363 >>68585401 >>68585675
>>68585288
Mia route E1, her emotions get the better of her and she tail slams Anon/Inco spikes first
Up to u if she's remorseful or not
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Anonymous Sun 25 Aug 2024 21:47:00 No.68585675 Report
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>I stand looking down at what I've just done, stomach sinking deeper and deeper. I watch slowly as Olivia's preparation sinks into the water, melting into almost nothing. I watch the hard work and effort she'd made crumble into nothingness. I hear a cackle from behind as Mia pats me on the back.
>"Alright let's go see just how bad she's gonna bomb this thing." I don't budge as she pulls on my arm. I don't budge.
>Seems that conscious I insisted on keeping buried has finally had enough. Flashes of anger start through me. I'm stomping on her efforts to honor her mentor, hell he was mine, too. What the hell am I doing?
>I'm pulled on the arm again. "Hey let's go killer. I'm feeling a dance." Her voice just pushes me further into fury.
>It's her.
>The reason I have been doing this. Betraying my own emotions and kicking sand in the face of everyone around me. I start to shake. Mia notices my sudden flip.
>"What? You suddenly feeling bad? Too late now, skinnie." Her toying and cocky voice, previously a game, now heats my face.
>But she's right. There's no recovery from this. No apology to make better. It's done and dusted and I have to stand here with the consequences, watching the papers float and tear in the toilet of the girls bathroom.
>But that doesn't mean I don't have options.
>I slowly turn to see Mia smirking at me. If there's one thing she's taught me through this year it's how to speak her language. The only thing that always gets answers, always works.
>I rear back and strike Mia across the face.
>She stumbles backwards and looks extremely surprised up to me. Through gnashed teeth I spew venom at her.
>"Fuck. You." Months of buildup start to overflow.
>I don't hold back as I step forward. "I can't believe I let you make me do that. Never again."
>Unfortunately she's quite fluent.
>I'm slammed backwards, a heavy para-fist finding my collarbone.
>"You wanna play, boy? Come on then." She's squared up into a ready stance. I happily oblige.
cont.
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Anonymous Sun 25 Aug 2024 21:54:46 No.68585878 Report
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>We enter a clash of blows, fists and claw racking my skin while I get a few good blows right into her face. I'm blinded to any emotion or feeling that's not pure furious combat.
>Snout bloodied and tired Mia staggers back, smiling and wiping her face. "You get it out?"
>I scoff at her attempt to brush through this. I've given her so much leeway that she thinks this is just a spat.
>A rushing tackle slams her back into the tiles of the bathroom, the plating cracking and shattering under the force.
>I'm shoved back and catch a sort of fury in her eyes. Seems she wasn't at full force until now.
>A tail is raked across my stomach. Ice cold pain fires through me as it happens. Any strength I'd had saps from me quickly as I keel forward. I glance up to see a genuine look of surprise across Mia.
>I glance down to see the damage and realize exactly why. My entire stomach is shredded, leaking like a faucet. I can already feel the cold seeping in from where my blood leaks out.
>By the time I look back up she's already pushed out into the hallway. Terror strikes.
>She's not going to get help. My heart beats slow. I have to make it out into the hallway.
>I stagger and barely manage to push a few steps. Everything's getting heavy, slowing.
>Life and death hangs as I force every part of my being into survival. I can't make it. Just a few inches more and I could get to the door, out where I'll be seen.
>As I start to fade I hear the door creak. I look up to see Olivia, wide-eyed staring down at me.
>I try to mutter, to speak. My mouth won't move.
>Her silver eyes glare down at me. Slowly, methodically, she starts to shut the door. The last thing I see is a squinting, angry gaze. The door quietly shuts as she leaves me to my fate.

Fin, dark.

>>68585340
Next, water break first.