I am the self-proclaimed Queen of weird pairings.
Title Pickles Visits the Tribunal
Rating T, but the implication is M
Pairing Implied Selatcia/Pickles
To be honest, I don’t remember much of the night. I was pretty buzzed by the time I got to the building and the fact they put a paper bag over my head before I went in didn’t help. I was ushered down a lot of hallways and I definitely picked up a vibe as we got closer. It was the vibe I got when I spent time with my PR lady and the vibe I got when me and the band witnesses brutality.
I knew this shit was gonna get fucked up. Fast.
When the bag was taken off, I was in this big ass room with literally a wall of TV screens (HD too!). On the other side of the room, there was a desk with six seats and this kick ass throne in the middle.
‘What the hell,’ I thought, ‘I’ll jest move when they come back. No big,’
I sat in that chair a good 15 minutes before anyone showed up. And when they did, it was this dude who reminded me of Luscious Malfoy and Legalos. This guy was bigger than Nathan and just as serious as Ofdensen. He freaked me out, and, admittedly, I yelped. Not very brutal.
He hissed some shit at me and we had a bit of a conversation. Well not so much a conversation as an interrogation. But after a while I eased up and he seemed to get more approachable. He offered me a couple drinks and we watched some action movie that I can’t really remember now, come to think of it.
Unfortunately kids, what they say about taking drinks from strangers is true. I was out like a light in no more than 10 minutes and was unconscious until the next morning. I found myself lying face-down on my bed, wearing no more than my briefs. I started to realize my back was hurting near the base of my spin and had Ofdensen check it out.
I had been marked.
Rating T, but the implication is M
Pairing Implied Selatcia/Pickles
To be honest, I don’t remember much of the night. I was pretty buzzed by the time I got to the building and the fact they put a paper bag over my head before I went in didn’t help. I was ushered down a lot of hallways and I definitely picked up a vibe as we got closer. It was the vibe I got when I spent time with my PR lady and the vibe I got when me and the band witnesses brutality.
I knew this shit was gonna get fucked up. Fast.
When the bag was taken off, I was in this big ass room with literally a wall of TV screens (HD too!). On the other side of the room, there was a desk with six seats and this kick ass throne in the middle.
‘What the hell,’ I thought, ‘I’ll jest move when they come back. No big,’
I sat in that chair a good 15 minutes before anyone showed up. And when they did, it was this dude who reminded me of Luscious Malfoy and Legalos. This guy was bigger than Nathan and just as serious as Ofdensen. He freaked me out, and, admittedly, I yelped. Not very brutal.
He hissed some shit at me and we had a bit of a conversation. Well not so much a conversation as an interrogation. But after a while I eased up and he seemed to get more approachable. He offered me a couple drinks and we watched some action movie that I can’t really remember now, come to think of it.
Unfortunately kids, what they say about taking drinks from strangers is true. I was out like a light in no more than 10 minutes and was unconscious until the next morning. I found myself lying face-down on my bed, wearing no more than my briefs. I started to realize my back was hurting near the base of my spin and had Ofdensen check it out.
I had been marked.