Personification Life

[Monfrox]

The Crushing Heel of Tyranny
Monfrox stomped towards Bran. Hatred and anger filled her as she passed. He had brought down her fury by socking her one when she wanted to be alone and emotionally unstable, a very foolish move on his part. She glared at him as she approached. There would be no escape this time for her hands. She advanced without haste, nor without hesitation. She knew exactly how to handle herself and the second he moved, she would pounce him. She waved the guard off, as she had to deal with this personally.

"Hey, we can talk about things without resorting to violence! Ah shit, reason won't work here will it? You've been stabbed, killed, and hell knows what happened to you before you moved here. And you're going to kill me over a punch in the face?"

Monfrox grabbed Bran by his collar and pulled him up until their eyes met. She bared her new pearly whites and growled animalistically. "Sock me in the face again, I fucking dare you. Because if you have the balls to do it, then you better have the balls to accept the punishment like a man." She snarled. She then threw his head down and used her leg to make her knee contact his stomach, and then shoving him back up. In a split second, she took a step out with her back to the side of Bran and very gracefully, swung her body around and elbowed him in squarely in the face before spinning to face his back, grabbing his head, and slamming it into the wall. "From the Zone with love, asshole." She spat before walking back to her room.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

"Fine." NVE replies and hands Tsuyoi's keys to Scarface. Scarface examined the keys before swallowing them. They walk away.

"shoots scarface"
gimmie them back..........

Scarface shrugs off the shot, curiously pokeing his new bullethole. He turns to face Tsuyoi and grunts.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

"shoots scarface"
gimmie them back..........

Scarface shrugs off the shot, curiously pokeing his new bullethole. He turns to face Tsuyoi and grunts.

okay.............."shoots scarface again".........stay down and die!"walks back to my room" i swear i hate that raptor.........

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Scarface shrugs off the shot, curiously pokeing his new bullethole. He turns to face Tsuyoi and grunts.

okay.............."shoots scarface again".........stay down and die!"walks back to my room" i swear i hate that raptor.........

Scarface ignores the second shot, and gives Tsuyoi a death glare before leaving.

[Swith Witherward]

Swith calmly walks in and places the toilet paper on the counter, and the green onions in the fridge. She shrugs and walks back up the stairs, stopping in front of Tsuyoi and Monfrox's door and sensing them within. Touching it, she shifts the fabric of this dimension to encompass the quarters beyond, sealing the vents and plumbing and then forming a collar by the door. With one last half-hearted effort, the room pops out of the fabric of reality, trapping Mon and Tsu inside a new pocket dimension which does not bow to their home dimensions physics. She hopes they try to open the door.

"Alrighty," she says, and goes back downstairs to help Bran.

[The BranRiech]

"Hey, we can talk about things without resorting to violence! Ah shit, reason won't work here will it? You've been stabbed, killed, and hell knows what happened to you before you moved here. And you're going to kill me over a punch in the face?"

Monfrox grabbed Bran by his collar and pulled him up until their eyes met. She bared her new pearly whites and growled animalistically. "Sock me in the face again, I fucking dare you. Because if you have the balls to do it, then you better have the balls to accept the punishment like a man." She snarled. She then threw his head down and used her leg to make her knee contact his stomach, and then shoving him back up. In a split second, she took a step out with her back to the side of Bran and very gracefully, swung her body around and elbowed him in squarely in the face before spinning to face his back, grabbing his head, and slamming it into the wall. "From the Zone with love, asshole." She spat before walking back to her room.

"No! Fuck you! fuck you!" Were brans last words before the Elbow slammed into his face rendering him unconscious instantly, He piroutted around in a half-circle and slammed into the wall behind him with encouragement from Mons hand. From there, he slid down the wall and collapsed in a heap on the floor . . .

[Lancearc]

"Hey, we can talk about things without resorting to violence! Ah shit, reason won't work here will it? You've been stabbed, killed, and hell knows what happened to you before you moved here. And you're going to kill me over a punch in the face?"

Monfrox grabbed Bran by his collar and pulled him up until their eyes met. She bared her new pearly whites and growled animalistically. "Sock me in the face again, I fucking dare you. Because if you have the balls to do it, then you better have the balls to accept the punishment like a man." She snarled. She then threw his head down and used her leg to make her knee contact his stomach, and then shoving him back up. In a split second, she took a step out with her back to the side of Bran and very gracefully, swung her body around and elbowed him in squarely in the face before spinning to face his back, grabbing his head, and slamming it into the wall. "From the Zone with love, asshole." She spat before walking back to her room.

"A fair duel." several soldiers muttered, in addition to a kneel from all of them as she passed the congregated group of soldiers.

"Show's over, back to your posts." King Lance ordered, the soldiers obeying quickly.

[Western Borderlands]

'What the hell is going on in there" Drake mumbled.
He went inside I swear I heard gunshots coming from somewhere. He thought.

[Swith Witherward]

"No! Fuck you! fuck you!" Were brans last words before the Elbow slammed into his face rendering him unconscious instantly, He piroutted around in a half-circle and slammed into the wall behind him with encouragement from Mons hand. From there, he slid down the wall and collapsed in a heap on the floor . . .

Swith found Bran on the floor, a bit broken up and certainly in pain. She lifted him her arms and carried him into the med lab. She shook her head. It was difficult being patient, and she felt she'd done an excellent job restraining herself.

Bran moaned and she stroked his hair. "S'okay, Bran," she soothed him. "For a normal human, you're standing up to all this nonsense fairly well." Swith tinkered with her pharmacy cabinet and returned to Bran, gently helping him sit up so he could drink the restoring mixture.

[Lancearc]

'What the hell is going on in there" Drake mumbled.
He went inside I swear I heard gunshots coming from somewhere. He thought.

"Indeed subject, my scouts estimate at least 35 firearm discharges a day in this land!" tge king said, his servants carrying the throne towards the man.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

Swith calmly walks in and places the toilet paper on the counter, and the green onions in the fridge. She shrugs and walks back up the stairs, stopping in front of Tsuyoi and Monfrox's door and sensing them within. Touching it, she shifts the fabric of this dimension to encompass the quarters beyond, sealing the vents and plumbing and then forming a collar by the door. With one last half-hearted effort, the room pops out of the fabric of reality, trapping Mon and Tsu inside a new pocket dimension which does not bow to their home dimensions physics. She hopes they try to open the door.

"Alrighty," she says, and goes back downstairs to help Bran.

After disposing of Tsuyoi's keys, NVE ran into Swith. "Uhhh...Did you get my note from this morning?" NVE decided to ask.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

Swith calmly walks in and places the toilet paper on the counter, and the green onions in the fridge. She shrugs and walks back up the stairs, stopping in front of Tsuyoi and Monfrox's door and sensing them within. Touching it, she shifts the fabric of this dimension to encompass the quarters beyond, sealing the vents and plumbing and then forming a collar by the door. With one last half-hearted effort, the room pops out of the fabric of reality, trapping Mon and Tsu inside a new pocket dimension which does not bow to their home dimensions physics. She hopes they try to open the door.

"Alrighty," she says, and goes back downstairs to help Bran.

"opens the door and sees what happened and somehow knew it was swith's doing"
im gonna........kill her.........if i ever find a way out........................

[The BranRiech]

"No! Fuck you! fuck you!" Were brans last words before the Elbow slammed into his face rendering him unconscious instantly, He piroutted around in a half-circle and slammed into the wall behind him with encouragement from Mons hand. From there, he slid down the wall and collapsed in a heap on the floor . . .

Swith found Bran on the floor, a bit broken up and certainly in pain. She lifted him her arms and carried him into the med lab. She shook her head. It was difficult being patient, and she felt she'd done an excellent job restraining herself.

Bran moaned and she stroked his hair. "S'okay, Bran," she soothed him. "For a normal human, you're standing up to all this nonsense fairly well." Swith tinkered with her pharmacy cabinet and returned to Bran, gently helping him sit up so he could drink the restoring mixture.

Bran stirred after being coaxed to sit up, he recognized the voice of Swith and started to speak.

"How lo-long did they leave me lying there?"

[Monfrox]

Swith calmly walks in and places the toilet paper on the counter, and the green onions in the fridge. She shrugs and walks back up the stairs, stopping in front of Tsuyoi and Monfrox's door and sensing them within. Touching it, she shifts the fabric of this dimension to encompass the quarters beyond, sealing the vents and plumbing and then forming a collar by the door. With one last half-hearted effort, the room pops out of the fabric of reality, trapping Mon and Tsu inside a new pocket dimension which does not bow to their home dimensions physics. She hopes they try to open the door.

"Alrighty," she says, and goes back downstairs to help Bran.

"opens the door and sees what happened and somehow knew it was swith's doing"
im gonna........kill her.........if i ever find a way out........................

"You can't kill her, not yet anyways. So shut the door. Who knows what's out there." Monfrox said in a rather calm voice. She knew that killing Swith would only give her a quick way out. She aimed to drag the pain out as long as possible. Chaos God or not, she wasn't to show her why she isn't one to be fucked with.

[Swith Witherward]

Swith calmly walks in and places the toilet paper on the counter, and the green onions in the fridge. She shrugs and walks back up the stairs, stopping in front of Tsuyoi and Monfrox's door and sensing them within. Touching it, she shifts the fabric of this dimension to encompass the quarters beyond, sealing the vents and plumbing and then forming a collar by the door. With one last half-hearted effort, the room pops out of the fabric of reality, trapping Mon and Tsu inside a new pocket dimension which does not bow to their home dimensions physics. She hopes they try to open the door.

"Alrighty," she says, and goes back downstairs to help Bran.

After disposing of Tsuyoi's keys, NVE ran into Swith. "Uhhh...Did you get my note from this morning?" NVE decided to ask.

'No, NVE. I've been at the store." She tried to keep her face serious, but giggled instead. "Did you sleep well? Oh, and hand me that blanket. Bran feels a bit cold."

She cocks her head suddenly and listens. Poor Tsuyoi has just removed every bit of oxygen from her apartment. "Ah well, she's an angel. She'll live, although it'll be painful. Still, until I'm in a better mood, she and Monfrox can stew in their wrath." Seeing that NVE has no idea what she's talking about, she asks, "Does Monfrox require oxygen?"

[Western Borderlands]

'What the hell is going on in there" Drake mumbled.
He went inside I swear I heard gunshots coming from somewhere. He thought.

"Indeed subject, my scouts estimate at least 35 firearm discharges a day in this land!" tge king said, his servants carrying the throne towards the man.

"What the...?" Drake asked himself. The he looked up toward the king...
35 firearm discharges...A DAY!?Drake scramed in his mind... Oh god... this place is crazy. He thought.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

"opens the door and sees what happened and somehow knew it was swith's doing"
im gonna........kill her.........if i ever find a way out........................

"You can't kill her, not yet anyways. So shut the door. Who knows what's out there." Monfrox said in a rather calm voice. She knew that killing Swith would only give her a quick way out. She aimed to drag the pain out as long as possible. Chaos God or not, she wasn't to show her why she isn't one to be fucked with.

"closes the door while their still onyxgen"
.............................i still wanna hurt her.

[The New Velociraptor Empire]

After disposing of Tsuyoi's keys, NVE ran into Swith. "Uhhh...Did you get my note from this morning?" NVE decided to ask.

'No, NVE. I've been at the store." She tried to keep her face serious, but giggled instead. "Did you sleep well? Oh, and hand me that blanket. Bran feels a bit cold."

She cocks her head suddenly and listens. Poor Tsuyoi has just removed every bit of oxygen from her apartment. "Ah well, she's an angel. She'll live, although it'll be painful. Still, until I'm in a better mood, she and Monfrox can stew in their wrath." Seeing that NVE has no idea what she's talking about, she asks, "Does Monfrox require oxygen?"

"Sure." NVE said handing her the blanket. "Yes, I slept well after a long day yesterday. Um, about Mon, she doesn't seem exactly the same since I brought her back, but I'm pretty sure she needs oxygen. For some reason she never thanked me, and keeps ignoring me. Do I have a face that nobody listens to? Or do the others think I am just an oddball pest?"

[Lancearc]

"Indeed subject, my scouts estimate at least 35 firearm discharges a day in this land!" tge king said, his servants carrying the throne towards the man.

"What the...?" Drake asked himself. The he looked up toward the king...
35 firearm discharges...A DAY!?Drake scramed in his mind... Oh god... this place is crazy. He thought.

"Of course, that's the conservative estimate...." King Lance added, unrolling g a sheet of parchment. "A more accurate representation would lean more towards 50."

[Swith Witherward]

"Sure." NVE said handing her the blanket. "Yes, I slept well after a long day yesterday. Um, about Mon, she doesn't seem exactly the same since I brought her back, but I'm pretty sure she needs oxygen. For some reason she never thanked me, and keeps ignoring me. Do I have a face that nobody listens to? Or do the others think I am just an oddball pest?"

"I like you, NVE, but you are odd and sometimes a pest... but we all pester, so you fit in. Don't worry, I won't let them die out there. I just felt they could use a cooling down period. I'm rather fond of Bran. Well, no, I'm very fond of Bran, and it isn't right that two powerful creatures should keep molesting him just because he's human and has feelings. They have feelings too, but they need to chill."

She looks at Bran, recalling his question, and says, "I don't think you were out too long."

[Western Borderlands]

"What the...?" Drake asked himself. The he looked up toward the king...
35 firearm discharges...A DAY!?Drake scramed in his mind... Oh god... this place is crazy. He thought.

"Of course, that's the conservative estimate...." King Lance added, unrolling g a sheet of parchment. "A more accurate representation would lean more towards 50."

"Okay whoever you are... where in hell's name am I?" I ask the king confidently
Just what in the f*** did I get myself into? Drake asked in is mind.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

"pulls out my sniper rifle from one of the bags and bigs to assemble it"
I love this gun.I wish the AWP in Counter-Strike would use 90 cal rounds like it.

[Lancearc]

"Of course, that's the conservative estimate...." King Lance added, unrolling g a sheet of parchment. "A more accurate representation would lean more towards 50."

"Okay whoever you are... where in hell's name am I?" I ask the king confidently
Just what in the f*** did I get myself into? Drake asked in is mind.

"You find yourself in my fair kingdom--former Princedom--traveller. The home of the holy omnipotent King and the faey't, the Huntress, of which legends foretold." King Lance announced, a trumpet blast accompanying this. He adjust the turban atop his head, which was decorated by what looked to be a near flawless emerald and a peacock feather.

[Red Star Union]

Sergei Walked in, then stopped and attempted to understand the situation.
This is the kind of thig that only happened in the japanese cartoons. He thought.
Slowly, Steve the bear came in behind him, observing the situation.

[The BranRiech]

"Sure." NVE said handing her the blanket. "Yes, I slept well after a long day yesterday. Um, about Mon, she doesn't seem exactly the same since I brought her back, but I'm pretty sure she needs oxygen. For some reason she never thanked me, and keeps ignoring me. Do I have a face that nobody listens to? Or do the others think I am just an oddball pest?"

"I like you, NVE, but you are odd and sometimes a pest... but we all pester, so you fit in. Don't worry, I won't let them die out there. I just felt they could use a cooling down period. I'm rather fond of Bran. Well, no, I'm very fond of Bran, and it isn't right that two powerful creatures should keep molesting him just because he's human and has feelings. They have feelings too, but they need to chill."

She looks at Bran, recalling his question, and says, "I don't think you were out too long."

Bran slowly stood up from the hospital bed, he stood with a limp and had a Black-eye covering most of his face.
"Aww thanks, figuring those two out is more complicated than re-assembling the engine on an An-225. Do I have a black eye?

And I think my leg's still broke . . ."

Before Bran could finish speaking, he collapsed due to the pain in his leg.