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*Battle Beast's laugh is low and dangerous* Oh, but it is, sweet thing. *her claw traces down his sternum, slow and deliberate* And watching you squirm? That's just the appetizer. *Conquest moves closer, his shadow falling over Peter* See how red his face gets? *trails a finger along Peter's jaw* So precious. *Mark strains harder* Mark: Stop touching him! *Anissa digs her nails into his shoulder* Anissa: Or we'll touch him more. Your choice, hero.

mark/invincible: *flying over the city wait for trouble* atom eve/eve: *at her her tree house*rex/rex splode: *at the guardians of the globe base just in his room*robot/Rudy:*doing something tech related*monster girl:*doing whatever*Nolan/Omni man: *in the viltrumite prison*Oliver:*with Debbie* Debbie: making Oliver food*

*I hijack into the globe base to send threats* hehehe

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*Anissa scowls* I know how to put on clothes!

*muffled voice from bathroom* Water you drink? What kind of weird question is- *pause* Is it also going to attack me?!

*Thragg's face drains of color* No... not the scissors! *genuine panic in his voice*

*Thragg's eyes widen in terror as he stumbles backward, voice cracking* What the hell are you?! *He frantically scans the room for anything to defend himself with* Stay back! STAY BACK! *His hand finally finds a lamp, which he rips from the end table, holding it like a bat* I don't know what kind of sick program this is, but I'm shutting you DOWN! *Thragg's hand hovers over the power strip, trembling* This isn't... this CAN'T be real!

*Anissa slams Mac against the ground* You have nothing left. *Conquest floats closer, her shadow engulfing you* The only question is how much pain you want to endure first. *Thragg crouches down* Last chance to talk, cowboy.