The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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"Mmhm. Cock just makes it better. Hmm... Wonder if she always doms, or does she take it too...?" He muses, rubbing his chin.
"True, true. I mean, the highest authority submitting to a lowly slave? Nah. That ain't gonna fly. Not with these guys." Khorvis says, shaking his head. "Maybe... Maybe it would be better if someone else was in charge. Someone who showed that submitting once in a while can actually be fun." He muses.
"See what? The Queen go down, or someone trying to change the system?" He asks, glancing at her.
"Mm... That's true..." He murmurs, frowning slightly at the screen. "Thing is... Wait. How long has she been in power?" He asks, looking at her.
"Too long in some opinions. I think two hundred years now or so? No one really has the power to challenge her as the only way to take the throne is to defeat her in straight combat and make her submit. Those that have tried so far... well... she has a large harm of broken sluts."
"I see... No scandals?" He murmurs, narrowing his eyes. She can tell he's already forming a plan.
"Well then... If you ever decide to randomly decide to take down the Queen, let me know. I've got an evil idea in my head..." He says with a chuckle.
Her statement is greeted with a loud exclamation from everyone present, except Khorvis, who just laughs.
"You're fucking crazy! There's no way you'll survive!" Syresh yells.
"You're fucking crazy! There's no way you'll survive!" Syresh yells.
"Are you fucking mental!? You're going to be attacked every second day by people who hate your guts for what you did!" Syresh yells, already on her feet.
"Syresh, calm the fuck down, sit your ass down, and shut up and listen to what I have to say." Khorvis says, looking up at her, with Helia whining with fright between his legs.
"Oh? And I suppose war dog has a fucking plan that isn't going to get us all killed!?" She yells at him.
"Yes. I do." He says, calmly. His eyes betray his temper, and he looks like he's about to smack her down.
"Syresh, calm the fuck down, sit your ass down, and shut up and listen to what I have to say." Khorvis says, looking up at her, with Helia whining with fright between his legs.
"Oh? And I suppose war dog has a fucking plan that isn't going to get us all killed!?" She yells at him.
"Yes. I do." He says, calmly. His eyes betray his temper, and he looks like he's about to smack her down.
"Both of your SHUUUUUUUUUUUUUT UP!" She yells, getting silence through the room "I already have a plan should I fail. In my safe is a written will, legally stamped by the royal court. Should I become unable to function as a normal slave handler all my assets go to Jackal.... so even if I fuck up, I am the only one who goes down."
"Great. And what assurance do you have that he isn't going to fucking sell us? Huh? Did you even-!?" She doesn't get much more than that out, before Khorvis is behind her, tripping her up and slamming her to the ground in a reverse choke. "Will you shut the fuck up?" He grunts, locking her arms and legs behind her back so she can't move. "I'll let go if you calm down and tap out!" He barks, still holding her. Syresh flails around uselessly, trying to scratch his arms, which just heal over as soon as she scratches them. This goes on for nearly a minute before she taps her hand on the floor twice, and Khorvis immediately loosens his grip, leaving her panting on the floor, before curling up into a ball, with her head between her knees.
She doesn't reply, still curled up in the ball. She does, however, flip her the finger.
Khorvis sighs and shakes his head. "I'll take her up to her room. She probably just doesn't want to look at anyone right now." He murmurs, getting to his feet to pick up Syresh and walk out of the room, leaving an awkward silence behind.
Khorvis sighs and shakes his head. "I'll take her up to her room. She probably just doesn't want to look at anyone right now." He murmurs, getting to his feet to pick up Syresh and walk out of the room, leaving an awkward silence behind.
"I was about to, but since you've already had a plan in mind... No." Felicia murmurs tiredly, shaking her head. "But... Did you even think about how we would feel if you died? Or worse?" She murmurs, looking at her.
"Right. And another thing just popped into my head. Say you lose. Did you ever think that Jackal might be accused of treason for helping you, and then exiled? All his property would be turned over to the city." She says.
"Right. I'm sure... Yet they'd probably manage to find some evidence or the other..." She mutters. "Are you... Like... Planning to take her down alone, or... Take Jackal or Khorvis along?" She asks.
"Please do." She states bluntly. "I don't want her to be able to take advantage of some tiny rule and screw you over."
"It's something stupid and crazy. I guarantee it." Ash says with a sigh. "But, knowing him, it just might work."