“OH GOD I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE I GIVE!” You blubber and moan like a baby. Beth gives one more quick yank to your arm
and an EXPLOSION of agony tears through you at the same time as you hear the
crunch of your arm breaking.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!” Your
screech is like the sound of a tea kettle going off. Suddenly you feel Beth’s weight pressing into
your shoulders. She has you by the hair
and the chin.
CRACK!
Light’s out.
DING! DING! DING!
“WE HAVE A WINNER! WITH HER 100th
KILL…BETH!!!”
The crowd chants the name of their victorious vixen as she holds
Harmony’s head up by the pony tail to show off her perfect neck snap kill
handiwork. Beth then lets her dead foe’s
head flop face first to the canvas and stands over her, placing a foot square
in the middle of her back as she shows her muscles off to the crowd.
THE END
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