Tag: Blood

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Blood is pouring from Eshtakk’s mouth, he is gurgling and can’t speak, he begins to crumple to the ground, and as he does, Ipola expertly snags the key ring at his belt with her great toe and tosses it to her manacled hand. 




She begins unlocking her chains. 




IPOLA (NARR): Poor dumb bastard. I did try.  I even said “please …”

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IPOLA: <What’s your name?>
ESHTAKK: <I’m gonna … do you. >
IPOLA: <Well … Let’s hope we can find an alternative to raping me, shall we? What do they call you?>
ESHTAKK: <You can call me “Owner.”>
PANEL 2
IPOLA NARR: Ah, so that’s how you want it, eh?
IPOLA: <I will not call you “owner.” If any is Owner, then it is Kor Lachnis, am I right? He gives the orders here, not you.>
ESHTAK:: <All I have to do is not cut you or break you - but I can hurt! You call me what I say!>
PANEL 3
IPOLA: <Please, don’t do this. You can …>
ESHTAK: <Heh! You’re going to beg? I like it when they beg …>
PANEL 4
IPOLA: < Please don’t..>
ESHTAKK: <I’ll stop your mouth!>
PANEL 5
He forces himself on her and forces her mouth open.
He snakes his tongue deep into her mouth
She BITES on the tongue and with a vicious sideways movement of her head, RIPS it from him.

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"Dig my grave"
Dig my grave

Mentl plows a hole in the ground sufficient for the corpses - all while keeping the dirt suspended above it

GUNTIG: Well, that’s ...
TULA: Impressive?

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YATTA: By Thrasu’s sacred blood, Zona! You return to us!
MENTL: Hey, Chuckles.
YATTA: Hah-hah! And Mentl, my old friend! (big hug) What a joy to see you!
TULA: (approaches) Yatta-ta …
YATTA: Your Highness! What an unexpected honor …
TULA: (seriously) Yatta-ta.
YATTA: What?
TULA: Sheahla.
YATTA: What -- I mean, we were … separated in the ...


TULA: I’m sorry. She was already gone when I got to her …


YATTA: Ohhh … ohh ...

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ERLIK: AGH!! - What-

MORCAI: Oh dear-dear-dear! Someone's just got caught bein' naughty, yeh?  Looks like Teacher's gonna have to spank you, yeh?

ERLIK: Fuck you, creep!

MORCAI: Language, Student! Ladies present, yeh?  Heh! Well, one less than a moment ago, but -