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Post by Sterling Quinn on Dec 17, 2016 23:34:09 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU It was absolutely freezing this night, with a light snow coming down from the dark clouds above. Most people would remain in doors on most nights. But for those that felt the need for a little extra body heat would wonder down the Red Light District. Here, they could find what their bodies craved in all sense of the word. Down the main drag was a overly crowded dance club that dealt with people all types regardless of their kinks. Here, their dancers consisted of human, cyborg, and magi as well. The inside was hotter then the hubs of hell and the music that vibrated outside caused people to stop and stare for a good moment. It was so loud that those inside who chose to drink their would have to hold their glasses in hand. Otherwise, they might slide off the table with their dancing contents. Truly, the base was probably a bit to loud but it did draw people into the compound. Within the steamy building was the usual dim lights countered by flickering colored lights to draw peoples attention to the dancers on stage or in the cages off to the side. While Felici was known for its fancy buildings and classy clubs, Dagos was known to be sin city with the way they partied. However, tonight was a bit different then the normal ones. The owner decided they wanted to make this weeks attraction more holiday like and thus all the workers were required to be in something themed. Of course, this sadly meant that those that had or could grow antlers or horns had to keep theirs for the week. Sterling Quinn was less then pleased with this weeks theme and policy. The poor stag was required to keep her deer like markings out in the open. Shes was not allowed to cover the spots on her hips and sides, or the dark lines that traveled down her spine. Even her deer tail was out in the open. She was lucky enough she didn’t have to worry about antlers in this gender but good lord…she wanted to smack her co-workers. One of them had thought it was a brilliant idea to tell a bell at the base of Sterlings tail. While she was doing her make up. She hadn’t even noticed the bell until she stood up with it ringing. After muttering a few choice words and failing to remove the bell he left it on after everyone declared it should remain in place because it was, “cute”. Bitches. Fine, whatever, as long as she made money she didn’t give a shit. Luckily, she did just that through the whole night and now she was counting down the minutes left on the clock. Sterling had roughly, twenty minutes left of her shift and then she could go home and enjoy a good dinner. Pushing herself away from the wall as her break ended, Sterling started down the floor and charming all those she encountered. It was amusing how such a prick could pretend to be the sweetest thing on the planet. | WORDS | xxx. | TAG @ripley | NOTES | xxx. | MUSIC | xxx.
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Post by Ripley Maddox on Dec 18, 2016 1:36:28 GMT
Hereeee's Ripley!!
Meh
Meh
I could just gobble you up!~
Ripley breathed in as he depressed the trigger on his inhaler and held it for several seconds, then let the red-tinted mist escape. He smiled madly as the high overtook his sense. The hotness of his breath steaming into the frigid air took on the shapes of bunnies and other small furry animals as he watched them. He rose to his feet giggling at the notion, watching the miniature version of himself dancing in a conga line around his head.
Ripley, Ripley, Ripley! Ripley, Ripley, Ripley! Ripley, Ripley, Ripley! Ripley, Ripley, Ripley!
The chanting followed him out of the alley he’d been sitting in. He was warm, he was high, and he was full on the flesh of the drug dealer that had refused to sell him his fix. The night was still young and the fine city of Dagos had so much more to offer. Not that he had much interest in anything else for he already had plans for the evening. Ripley passed beyond the light marking the district with “the best things in life” if one were to believe the signs. He walked for a long while, occasionally stopping when something inflamed his bulging artistic muscles.
Eventually, Ripley quite literally found himself standing outside of a club he remembered fondly. It vibrated with the most interesting hues of green and the deepest blues and the darkest reds. The artistic spark dwelling within Ripley’s spirit begged him to harvest the blood and skin and meat of the nearest something or other and put the scene to canvas.
His breath formed another smaller mist-Ripley that proceeded to slap some sense into his larger doppelgänger. “No! Bad Ripley! Bad! We are here for a reason and we don’t have time to paint right now.” Ripley shook his head to clear it of the thought.
“You’re right. Thanks Ripley.”
“You’re welcome Ripley. Now get in there.” Ripley—the real Ripley—gave his smaller twin a thumbs-up to thank him for his sage advice before walking through the mist and into a rainbow of dancing colors that was hiding behind the door. The club was filled to the brim with men and women in equal measure. Some were gathered around one of the two stages watching the dancers twirling, shaking, or otherwise dancing a dance of seduction for their captive audience. Others were locked in conversation with the girls (and in some cases boys) not plying their trade on the stages. He smiled at the mingling parties as he scanned the crowd for a particular face among them.
“Where are you, my little doe?” he murmured.
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Dec 18, 2016 2:07:44 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU Green eyes stared up at the large neon clock with a small glare. Fifteen minutes were left and it seemed like time was standing still. No matter how many times she walked around and took a few ones, time did not move. She supposed so could return to the stage again but she didn’t want to be trapped here for an extra hour all because a girl didn’t want to take her place, again. Sterling rolled her eyes as she placed a pair of firm hands on her well rounded hips. Most of the patrons were being well taken care of and none seemed to want her company for the time being. Perfect. Moving across the room again, her bell chimed with each graceful move across the floor. Spying some fresh meat, she went straight to them while adjusting her girls to fit a bit better in her extremely low cut top. Spying a gentlemen in a chair, she made her away across and slung a leg right over him and was about to make some kind of comment until she caught the sight of brown hair. Long brown hair and a pair of rather crazed eyes. Before she could even situate herself she stood straight up and pressed her breast into the man’s face instantly as she leaned to see if it was really the persons she thought it could be. ”Holy fucking shit with Kupeic on a stick!" Sterling exclaimed so suddenly she hadn’t clue on what to do. Her hands clenched the back of the chair with pure white knuckles. That couldn’t be fucking Ripley Maddox could it? There was no way that son of a bitch would show his ugly face back in this club after the shit he pulled! Right? Right! That in no way was that little dickhead that turned him in and stole his leg. However, the pull his gut felt told him otherwise. He could feel a piece of himself within this club wondering the floor. It was Ripley. Ripley was in this building right now. Enraged, Sterling pulled himself away from his currently patron and stalked away from him, he was going to find this asshole and give him one hell of a beating! Oh, if Ripley was lucky he would make a beeline straight for the nearest exist because Sterling was starting to form a wonderful little ball of fire in the palm of his hand. He was going to smash it right into that ugly mug of his once he located him. Well, that is if his boss wasn’t watching because he was very aware of Sterlings rather fiery temper… ”Come out, come out, you little Asshole….”| WORDS | xxx. | TAG @ripley | NOTES | xxx. | MUSIC | xxx.
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Post by Ripley Maddox on Dec 18, 2016 4:24:33 GMT
Hereeee's Ripley!!
Meh
Meh
I could just gobble you up!~
Ripley’s ears twitched when he heard the melodious voice of his darling deer. His head turned in the direction as another smile cracked his features. His darling doe was here, and in her female form no less! Opposed to what his dear Sterling and the audience would think the logical course of action for any sane being to take, Ripley started walking towards the woman with his arms spread wide. The fireball forming in her hand was of no concern; it was obviously a gift intended for him. That was surely the only explanation, right?
“Darling!” he yelled. “It’s been so long! How have you been? You look lovely as always!” Never mind the fact that he’d given her over to the Hunter’s Guild on his superior’s orders. Never mind the fact that he was currently carrying a piece of the woman upon his back. Never mind the fact that she would have every right to be angry with him and toss that wonderful little fireball of hers into his face. Hell, never mind the fact that she was currently growing a second and third pair of breasts and another head on her shoulders. She was his darling little doe and he could care less about anything else in the world. Not that it would matter to him. The drugs ensure that. Or maybe it was the madness.
Hrm…….
Something to ask his writer about.
Either way, it was good to see the woman. Those nice shapely hips of hers and that glorious head of blonde hair that he just wanted to pull; writers that was hot. And the little bell he could just barely hear over the pounding of the colors floating through the air drew his attention to the woman’s rear as she walked backwards at him.
How was it that she got her torso to make a full one hundred and eighty degree turn? More importantly, how did she know which way she was going like that? Surely it must have been confusing to have ones legs attempting to go one way and her upper body going another.
But again, it may just have been the drugs.
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Dec 19, 2016 1:56:35 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU Her legs carried her at a quick pace across the floor. The doe would easily dance past patrons, hip check one or avoid another completely. She had no intent to stop and mingle with those who called to her. She had another thing on her mind which would probably lead her to being fired. She had silenced her flames not long after she made them upon seeing her boss. How annoying, now she really couldn’t burn the mans face off like she wanted too. A pull came to her right and she turned past a set of tables, then to a left. As soon as she made that turn she finally saw Ripley standing there and looking stoned out of his goddamn mind. Anger surged through her small body with such conviction that her whole body trembled. Apparently, he had seen her as well. She heard him call out and they moved towards each other quickly. Having been able to use her magic here she would do the next best thing that would soothe her vengeful soul. Well, soothe it for at least a good five minutes. Sterling pulled back her right hand into a strong fist and then sent it flying straight towards Ripley’s nose. The doe had every intent to snap that nose in half if she was allowed to make contact with it. Regardless if the blow landed or not she would voice her opinion on the matter, ”Fuck off!” The deer would shout over the music. Luckily, no one would hear a word of what she just said other then who it was directed too at that moment. ”You little piece of shit!” Oh, if only dhe was off the clock! Speaking of which, dhe turned his head towards a near by clock and growled dangerously at it. She still had nine freaking minutes of work left. Oh, Ripley was lucky! Because as soon as she could clock out his ass would be hers in the worst possible ways. ”How dare you show your piss-ass mug here!”| WORDS | xxx. | TAG @ripley | NOTES | xxx. | MUSIC | xxx.
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Post by Ripley Maddox on Dec 19, 2016 17:40:57 GMT
Hereeee's Ripley!!
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I could just gobble you up!~
Ripley was saddened to see that the flames licking at his darling doe’s hands were gone but I lasted for but a moment. The glitter that replaced the fire was the main culprit in the change. Or it was the drugs. Drugs were always a viable suspect in pretty much anything these days. Madness too, but mostly drugs.
Drugs are nice.
It came as surprise to Ripley when his darling reared back with her glittery, glowy hand and tried to strike him. She obviously didn’t know what the nice men in the clean white coats had done to him. She would hurt her hand if she tried to punch him. Still, Ripley did turn her over to the University to have her leg taken off and forged into the sword currently sitting on his back. That could be cause for some… tension? Not everyone appreciated art in the same way that he did. Those people were dumb, but his darling little deer could be allowed her little misunderstanding. Most of the people he made understand ended up… well, dead and eaten. She was special though.
So, it was with the tiniest of movements that Ripley partially dodged out of the glittering punch’s path. He altered the angle of his face so that there would be a satisfying smack that wouldn’t lead to any broken bones in darling Sterling’s hand. Hopefully, no one was hurt; he certainly wasn’t.
“I deserved that,” Ripley said, nearly shouting over the music. “It nice to see you too! Charming as ever I see!” He blinked and smiled. “I’m here to see you, of course.”
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Dec 20, 2016 1:15:22 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU Ripley might of been saddened to see the flames disappear just like Sterling but her boss was would be pleased. Flames meant things would burn, like the club, and that was highly frowned upon. Thus, she was merely greeted with an angry fist that grazed across Ripley's face. That alone just pissed off the doe even more. She had been carving to feel a satisfying crack against her fist. Sadly, this did not happen and she pulled back her fist with irritation. A poor innocent civilian had almost been caught by Sterlings fist but luckily no contact was made at all. Luckily little shit. "Yes, yes you fucking do!" Again, it was just so sad that her punch didn't fully land at all. She seethed in her current position with a twitching tell that rang loudly. "Fuck you! I DON'T want to see you!" The doe shouted over the music and stomped on heeled foot onto the cold ground. This would allow her to take a step forward and into the drugged up Ripley. Sneering at his ugly mug she jabbed a finger into his chest rather violently. "You got less then five minuets to get the fuck out of my work place before I throw you outside!" Cause by god she would do that the moment she would be free from work! Speaking of which, she glanced at the clock agin, two minutes remained. Perfect, turning on the heels of her shoes she started to stalk away towards the back of the club to change clothing. She was about done with work and that meant she could deal with Ripely on her own grounds. She turned halfway to lift her middle finger at him, knowing full well that the fucker would probably follow her into the back -- as well as towards the dressing room. | WORDS | xxx. | TAG @ripley | NOTES | xxx. | MUSIC | xxx.
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Post by Ripley Maddox on Dec 20, 2016 3:39:17 GMT
Hereeee's Ripley!!
meh
meh
I could just gobble you up!~
Ripley couldn’t help but smile at the fiery nature of the words being spat into his face. He could practically see the sparks as they flew from his darling’s mouth. It was rather entertaining to watch. She did seem disappointed that her punch didn’t impact in the way she imagined. How unfortunate. Still, at least she didn’t have any broken fingers.
Metal skulls tended to do that.
“So that means that we’ll get to play if I don’t leave before you’re done dressing?! What fun!!” His smiled grew even wider while he thought about it. The idea of getting to roughhouse with his darling again…
He was positively shaking with glee. Nothing could be more exciting than playing his little game with the woman. It always led to such interesting reactions when she tried to play back by trying to hit, burn, and otherwise harm him in any way that she could; not that she ever succeeded seeing as he just tended to flow around these attempts like water around rocks, though it was interesting to see the wonderfully creative ideas that she concocted.
He followed his lover like the love-drunk buffoon he was, winking at the provocative (and some would say rude) gesture. She’d always been so insatiable when it came to the act of rutting around like animals. Of course, he’d gladly oblige her. The little conga line of mini-Ripleys returned and followed in their larger counterpart’s wake. They appeared to have been multiplying like a brace of overly excitable rabbits as their numbers had increased to rival the crushing weight of the bodies stuffed into the club. Ripley hummed along with the chanting as he followed his darling.
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Dec 29, 2016 3:11:15 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU There was a lot of things she never fully understood and probably never would. One would be the ever changing world of humans who were far more selfish then he could ever be. Secondly, she couldn't quite grasp the concept mathematics and who really needed to know about Imaginary Numbers? If they weren't real then who the fuck cared? Last, she would never ever understand the motherfucker that was following her who was high as a fucking kite. At one point, she believed she had the man figured out and that the world was indeed some amazing, wonderful, fucking place. Of course, those ideas where were lost the moment she was handed over to some sick freaks. What made it even better was that the asshole behind her didn't give two shits about her. He just wanted a weapon made out of her and he got that after a world of fun with the doe. Talk about a back stab. The doe entered her dressing room and promptly slammed the door into the unsuspecting (or possibly expecting) Ripley's face. If he had by chance opened the door a few seconds later he would be greeted with a three inch stiletto heel flung directly towards his face. If it made contact, sweet, and if not Sterling didn't even bother to look at him. The young magi was all ready stripping and tossing her work clothing to the side in rage. She practically jerked her shirt off and yanked another of a hanger from the small closet. She didn't even bother putting a bra back on cause there honestly was no point. She would be turning back into a he very soon. Next, off came her little shorts that she threw right at Ripley as she turned on her bare heels. "Didn't I say for you to get the hell out of my sight?" Her words came out harsh but it was probably hard for a stoned out Ripley to take the doe very seriously while she fumbled behind her back to try and remove the bell from her tail and failing at it. Stupid girls had really tied it on too well. "...cause I am so starting to think that you want me to rip your ugly face off and turn it into a lamp shade!" Which she will be doing the very moment she was able to get off the property owned by her employer. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Ripley Maddox on Jan 4, 2017 9:38:03 GMT
Hereeee's Ripley!!
meep!!
meep!!
I could just gobble you up!~
Wham! Ripley stopped dead in his tracks as the door slammed into his face. He stood there for a while, unsure of exactly what had just happened. He’d been strolling along through a field of smiling, dancing flowers and drunken weeds and shimmering rainbows and flying babies with enormous lollipops when something a wall and door appeared from nowhere. Of course, the fact that he was busying himself with watching the show and listening to the music of the tiny band in the background was more than enough to distract him.
He backed away after a moment and crossed his eyes to examine his nose. It was quite obviously broken based upon the unnatural angle and the little crying face it obtained. The man pushed his nose back into place with an audible, sickening crack. The gesture was most certainly painful beyond imagining but Ripley seemed unperturbed; he didn’t so much as bat an eyelash.
“Where the hell did this thing come from?” Ripley muttered as he opened the door. An oddly shaped cheetah came screaming in his direction and smacked him full in the face. Again, Ripley showed no signs of being affected and merely blinked in response. He was more focused on the interesting spectacle unfolding before him. His lovely little doe was getting undressing right in front of him, and providing quite the show at that. Though it was nothing he hadn’t seen before, Ripley still found it enjoyable to let his eyes travel along the curves of Sterling’s frame. He caught the shorts thrown at him and proceeded to spin them on his fingertip.
“Well, yes, but I decided to ignore you.” His eyes and smiled widened. “Especially when you say that you want to make art out of my face.”
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Jan 10, 2017 4:45:07 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU Really, what more should he expect from a stupid human? Especially, one that was so old he was probably suffering from Alzheimer and brain damage. Really, why was she even wasting her breath on this ass hat? Well, she knew what she wasn't wasting and that was time. She had kicked up her last remaining heel and threw it right at Ripley for a second go around. Then, when she finally got the bell free from her ass she threw it right at the old fart as hard as she could. "Go figure, the mere idea of me causing you pain would instantly get you going. You are so freaking predictable!" She called out with rag, grabbing some pants she slid them over her rump with such speed Ripley might of thought she was about to throw something else at him. But as soon as those pants where on her ass she turned to face him again. The doe was pleased to see her past attempts had busted his nose. That along made her night just a tad better. Grumbling, she moved to throw on her shoes and get a jacket. "You can't take a hint can you? I dont want you. I don't want to see you and I sure as hell will set your no good ass on fire as soon as I get outside!!" Completely dressed, she moved to the counter and grabbed her facial jewelry and started putting them on one at a time as she then promptly brushed pasted Ripley. "So why don't you just fuck off all ready you shitting back-stabbing bitch." MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Ripley Maddox on Jan 11, 2017 18:57:30 GMT
Hereeee's Ripley!!
meep!
meep!
I could just gobble you up!~
Ripley’s hand raced upward to intercept the second flying cheetah. He just barely managed catch the thing before it could get close enough to bite his face. Damned cat. He crushed the thing between unyielding metal fingers and smiled at the sound of snapping bones and squeals of unspeakable pain. It brought a wide grin to his face.
“What can I say, I’m a man that enjoys the simple pleasures of life,” he said. “You of all people should remember that, seeing as we’ve shared so many… entertaining little nights together.” He looked up at the woman just in time to see something else flying at his face. Another miniature version of himself seemed to have sprouted wings from his feet and was winging his way towards him. Ripley blinked at the spectacle as the imp flew right up to him and booped his nose for… some reason he couldn’t quite understand. He barely heard what his little doe said, but enough got through the drugged, maddened haze that constantly clouded his mind.
“Don’t mind little ol’ me, but I sincerely doubt that’s the case for some very simple reasons. First, you never seemed to not want me all those years ago. Second, it’s been so long that you last saw me that you’d obviously want to see the only bit of light you’ve ever know return to your darkened days. And third…” His grin widened to the point that it could almost be considered inhuman, almost demonic.
“Third, you can’t burn the devil himself.”
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Jan 14, 2017 3:16:26 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU There was a time and a place for everything. With Ripley though there was never such a thing. There was always time to slam his head into the nearest wall in hopes it would pop open like an over ripe grape. Sterling looked less then amused with the man in front of him. She had lost one good shoe to the fucking fool that didn't know when to quit and cut his losses. "How about you just burn in the digestive acids of Kupiec's never ending-soul devouring-money grubby-stomach?" The words came off so sweetly from her lips that one might of thought it was an awkward pick up line. In truth, it was a nice way of telling Ripley to fuck off but when did he ever listen to him? He never did in or outside the sheets so why would he now? Fully dressed and ready to leave this room, she shoved Ripley to the side. "Don't remind me, you were the worst lay ever." She snapped viciously and headed down the hall and towards the exit. She didn't even care if Ripley followed her or not but his next words made her stop, spin on her heels and approach him. A second later, she was back to her rightful gender as a male. His hands where shoved into his pockets while he glared up at him with a tilted head. "Oh trust me, I can burn the goddamn devil with a snap of my fingers." To make his point, he did snap his fingers for a small flame to appear above this thumb. Making that point, he went to the back door, kicked it open and stepped outside. He took five steps off the property and into dark ally. Cars honked, people laughed, and the sounds of bottles breaking was the first thing he could hear. Not that it mattered, the nosier it was the easier it would be to cover Ripley's screams when he sat his ass on fire. Because, bitches, he was now off work property. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Ripley Maddox on Jan 15, 2017 20:00:38 GMT
Hereeee's Ripley!!
It's about to go down!
I could just gobble you up!~
Heh, that was actually a little clever, Ripley thought. Lacking in anything resembling any sort of eloquence or wit, but still good enough to earns a few points, and she said it so sweetly that it Ripley couldn’t help but adore her even more than he already did. She always was a feisty one.
“I find it funny that you never seemed to think that when we were in bed together. In fact, I hardly remember you speaking at all. Too much time spent moaning and screaming and all sort of other little things that made those nights absolutely delightful.” A delighted shine came over his dilated eyes when Sterling shifted forms from that of a “she” to a “he”. It was a trick that he’d always admired about the little deer due to the simple fact that it added so many option to the fun the two of them could have. Beyond that, it was just downright fascinating.
His heart thrilled at Sterling’s next words. “Such confidence! Honestly, I’m glad that you think you could even come close to burning me! It wouldn’t be any fun if you didn’t!” I look forward to seeing the miserable look on your face when you discover that you can’t, he added and his deer turned away. The madman followed close behind, fingers fluttering up to the hilt of the sword strapped to his back. He knew to expect a confrontation as soon as they were no longer in an environment where Sterling could lose his job. Ripley, after all, was crazy but not stupid.
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Post by Sterling Quinn on Jan 18, 2017 4:46:37 GMT
Well, you're a hot mess I'M FALLING FOR YOU Being outside was a peace of mind, he could relax out here, caught his thoughts, and enjoy the glorious smell of a burning carcass that would be his back stabbing ex. An ex that sure as hell didn't understand what shut the hell up meant or to get lost for that matter. No problem, Sterling had gotten good at getting ready of pesky little humans. His blond brow twitched just enough to show that Ripley's words had irked him in the right way for him to get violent. "Beg your pardon," He started with a crack of his neck. "I don't recall saying we can take a stroll down merry-fucking-memory-lane." Nor was he particularly fond of remembering the past he had with this man. Yes, they had spent many a nights together and he did enjoy his company then, hell he craved it like an addiction. Ripley was always like his next hit but then he went cold turkey because of said addiction. Of course, losing a leg made being attracted to the same person very difficult. The stag sneered at the human, his hand came out to bring out a bit of fire at his finger tips. "Funny, I did pretty damn good at it last time." He remarked in reply to him not being able to burn the man. His fire was as hot as his soul and as dangerous as his temper. Three steps forward and a small turn to the right and Sterling was free from his confines of work. Without a single warning he chunked a lump of fire straight at Ripley. The idea of sitting the man's face on fire was glorious but he knew better. He would probably do something to block it then so why not aim for the things he really like? Like that godawful shirt of his! "Yeah, I'm gonna confidentially burn you to pieces." | WORDS | xxx. | TAG @ripley | NOTES | xxx. | MUSIC | xxx.
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