BITE # 4 - KILLFIELD - Not On The Menu

[jaws5sonofjaws]

 [Despite a fantastic strategy of utilizing a big rock on his target, Mart has ended up with a gashed belly and has now begun to fall under the effects of the fear that was on his census... mainly a fear of getting eaten alive. Now any living thing about his size or bigger he'll be cautious around, especially if there's talk of food or teeth around

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[forward-dated? backdated? SOME SORT OF DATED TO THURSDAY]

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart was just walking in the park, trying to get his mind off the crippling fear that someone or something was going to try and eat him.

People said he was crazy, he should calm down.

Oh! A shiny quarter on the ground!

Mart leans down to pick it up just as the horrible tiger in his shadow comes charging out...]

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart screams in pain. The claws managed to sig through his shirt and back. He's bleeding.

He manages to ignore the pain momentarily to look up.]

Oh Fuck!

Ohfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!!!

[Mart sprints for dear life away from the massive cat demon that he is sure will try to devour him.]

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart screams further as he's cut along the back. He's bleeding even more now.

He really wishes he had his powers back. He's gotta get away, get back home, try and defend himself. He's just a block away now from the front door. He clutches his wounds and runs on pure survival instinct.]

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart doesnt even look behind himself while sprinting. That huge fucking monster was going to rip him to shreds and eat his innards for sure if he stopped. But theres home just s few measly steps away. Mart fumbles with the keys but manages to open the door, shut it behind him and lock every lock on said door before running up to his room.]