Sponge
Tentacle God
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Re: Into the Darkness (Sponge, Tiffanian and Hentaispider)
This was insulting. To him, to everything he fought for. Just this guy making such casual remarks about him ever possibly submitting to the filth that ruined his life, and many others he had cared for. A small spark of his spiritual energy grew in his eyes, only lighting the pupil. His voice struggled to remain calm as just reminding himself of what he had seen happen at his former home.
"I'm willing to do anything. Whatever it takes. If I can rid this world of all the pollution of their very existence, I'd do anything."
Then the light fully enveloped his gaze. All was blue fire fueled by hatred.
"But if your kind, or the damn aliens, EVER lay a hand on her, I'll make sure what they know what real malice is! I'll fucking tear their throats and make sure they drown in their own blood just so I could laugh in their face while I break their bodies because of what they deserve! A slow, agonizing, pitiful death that if I had the power, would NEVER end for them! I'd be willing to go to hell just to make them suffer!" A small chuckle escaped his lips.
"Actually, I would WANT that! That way when I get down there with them, I can do it all over again for the rest of my life, just making them regret ever touching her! If hell is truly made of fire, burning and tormenting the souls of the inhabitants, I'll make sure that I enjoy EVERY second down there! Sure, I'd be hurting as well, being possibly dissected alive as I've heard. Possibly roasted or starved for the rest of eternity. But it would be worth every second just to make them suffer more..." Garrett's eyes closed slowly as he took a deep breath in, before finally opening them and exposing the normal human eyes one would expect.
"That's what I'd be willing to do.
This was insulting. To him, to everything he fought for. Just this guy making such casual remarks about him ever possibly submitting to the filth that ruined his life, and many others he had cared for. A small spark of his spiritual energy grew in his eyes, only lighting the pupil. His voice struggled to remain calm as just reminding himself of what he had seen happen at his former home.
"I'm willing to do anything. Whatever it takes. If I can rid this world of all the pollution of their very existence, I'd do anything."
Then the light fully enveloped his gaze. All was blue fire fueled by hatred.
"But if your kind, or the damn aliens, EVER lay a hand on her, I'll make sure what they know what real malice is! I'll fucking tear their throats and make sure they drown in their own blood just so I could laugh in their face while I break their bodies because of what they deserve! A slow, agonizing, pitiful death that if I had the power, would NEVER end for them! I'd be willing to go to hell just to make them suffer!" A small chuckle escaped his lips.
"Actually, I would WANT that! That way when I get down there with them, I can do it all over again for the rest of my life, just making them regret ever touching her! If hell is truly made of fire, burning and tormenting the souls of the inhabitants, I'll make sure that I enjoy EVERY second down there! Sure, I'd be hurting as well, being possibly dissected alive as I've heard. Possibly roasted or starved for the rest of eternity. But it would be worth every second just to make them suffer more..." Garrett's eyes closed slowly as he took a deep breath in, before finally opening them and exposing the normal human eyes one would expect.
"That's what I'd be willing to do.
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