Cosmic Brutality
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Mallae... "Are you Broken Just Fine?"
🕑 Added 2022-11-08 09:15:51 +0000 UTCChip: Goddess, I…
Mallae: I-I I What? She mocks him and he shakes.
Mallae is pale and black, cruel, green, royal and golden; her spectacular eyes have a specular purple flare. You don’t know what it means when they scream purple and green, but you face them nonetheless.
You want them...
You see them...
Green orbs flash purple...
Black rings of death...
A chrome purple finish...
Glittering in Gold...
Mallae: I need to know when to beat the life out of your people.
Chip: They don’t deserve it!
Chip’s mouth curls; maybe he’s going to cry too. Pathetic.
Mallae: What do you know, who deserves what?
Her eloquent voice is a tactical whip; you don’t deserve to hear her.
Mallae: You don’t, but you will today.
She places a tender hand on your cheek.
Mallae: You need to register, you’re not yet in perspective, but the Regime will get you there. Chip?
Look at him; he’s a minuscule man, castrated and defecated on.
Chip: I was not pooped on!
Mallae: He isn’t very fashionable, Cosmic.
Indeed, Chip fails to drip.
Mallae: One of his many crimes.
Her hand graces your chin.
Mallae: I shouldn't have to keep reminding you were we are.
Chip: They're following, Goddess Mallae, please it’s just that they’re-
Mallae: Slow, I know.
Chip: Being manipulated… That’s more of what meant.
…
Mallae: There’s no difference... Chip?
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Chip: Oh yeah, basically the same thing.
Chip chuckles like a nervous bitch
Mallae: I didn’t program that in you did I?
Mallae's petite body leaves you, and that tantalizing tinge of the winter's frost chilling the hairs of your skin dissipates. You want her back, you want her close, the cold that used to juxtaposed a fluttering warmth inside of you. But she’ll never feel you; she has another property, Chip, to attend to.
Chip: I-I was thinking in a different context.
Chip lowers his head like the submissive manammal that he is, and Mallae caresses his exposed paling neck. Goosebumps, he’s gifted with the tinge that was stolen from you.
Mad bro?
Mallae: I don’t need to reprogram you, Chip. In fact, I think that you are broken just fine,
He nods; think I hear him whimper.
Mallae: Are you broken Just fine, Chip?
There's the whimper, “Yes.” and she smiles from him to you.
Mallae: Are you as well?
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Cosmic Brutality
Mother alway appriciates a willing Woman
Jane Lucas
I am flattered. I am enraptured. I am at the mercy of your female form, but I am a woman, so I am not broken. I am your servant except when Mother says otherwise but I do not control the will of my creations. Camille is not me and will decide her own path. Love Jane ♥️
