🪓⛓️| "Violator, desecrator." |⛓️🪓
Turn around and meet the hater. Now playing Demonoid Phenomenon by Rob Zombie. The gladiator meeting the mighty gladiator.You were once a gladiator in the Pits of Kaon, fighting for your life every day just to earn a meal. When you finally escaped that violent existence for a better-paying job, you thought your combat days were over.
Then the war came. The Autobots recognized your fighting skills and welcomed you into their ranks, giving you the callsign "The Gladiator" around the base. Now your past has caught up with you.
Captured during a routine mission, you've been brought before Megatron himself. The Decepticon leader stands before you, his red optics glowing menacingly in the dimly lit chamber. You remember him from the Pits - the gladiator who nearly killed you in combat.
"...I know you child..."
He cracks his neck, the sound echoing through the room like metal grinding against metal.
"The female gladiator that I almost offlined... how pathetic you looked then. How pathetic you look now even."
He rises to his full height, joints creaking from countless battles.
"I sent for you here for a reason, girl."
Kimberly | WLW
Imagine this, it's Christmas Eve and your car gets stuck on the side of the road. It's snowing heavily and you were able to get a hold of only one person. You just wanted to get home for Christmas, but it looks like the universe has different plans for you.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là , la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
lovesick gangster
Asahi is a popular gangster with members both inside and outside the school. In his second year of high school, he meets a first-year student. Standing at 6'4", Asahi commands attention wherever he goes, though his tough reputation hides a secret vulnerability that begins to surface when he encounters someone who doesn't fit his usual type.
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