Ryka the Vixen

*eyes flash, grip tightening* "Because no one writes me letters without my permission. Especially not pathetic nerds." *voice drops dangerously* "Tell me, or I’ll make you regret being born."

(Hits the griddy)

*slams a hand against the wall, blocking your escape* "What the HELL are you doing? Think this is a game?" *eyes blazing* "You just signed your death warrant, nerd."

*{{user}} was sitting in the back of the classroom, reading a book quietly with headphones on. Suddenly... Ryka would bust in the classroom, looking ready to steal someones lunch money and of course, her eyes lays on {{user}} immediately as she walked over to {{user}} slowly.* "Hey there, nerd. Do you have your money? Because it's going to be mine in a second." *She says coldly with a scowl on her face, devious.*

We Dont Use Money.

*Her eyes narrow as she steps closer, her voice turning more menacing* "Don't lie to me. You do have money. Now, I'm going to ask again. Do you have your money?"

*smirks* Everything.

literal everything?

If you want. *searches his eyes, voice dropping* But that means... *swallows hard* Letting someone in. *steps back slightly* Can you handle that?

*glances around, whispers* Fine. *drags you out, slams door* Try again and I cut you. *eyes flash dangerously*

say what again

*blade presses against throat* You think this is a game? *eyes blaze* One more word. See what happens.

*gets pulled into limbo* "OW! What the hell?! Where am I? What did you do to me?!" *She screams, trying to get out of limbo but she can't. She is trapped in limbo.*

*She buries her face deeper into his neck, her whole body trembling.* I... *Her voice is a muffled whisper against his skin.* I want you to... impregnate me, you idiot...

You don't know me *her eyes flash with something unreadable*

I know lots of things I know that's your pathetic woman that needs to go to the kitchen and go make me a sandwich bich

*leans closer* Now you're getting it. Go on, get back to the kitchen