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[cannibalcrown]

[The screen violently jostles around. There’s the flash of a blade, blood flinging past the feed. Vamp’s face swings into full view for a few seconds, then falls out of sight, replaced by the distinctive tear of flesh and bone. The camera wiggles, dizzy and sick, and after the decisive suckling sound of mouth meeting gurgling, turgid flesh, the

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[whipwing]

[staring, completely stunned] What... the... fuck...? [Yeeeah, it doesn't quite register with her just yet what's happened. Because what the fuck. What the fuck.]

[honor_tactics]

We can, normally. As long as we keep them fed.

But on this occasion, it simply...took over. We weren't even fully transformed, by the look of it. I cannot speak for the others, but my memory of this event is hazy. There was simply a strong urge to devour. Too strong for us to control.

[whipwing]

Well, you've got to, or someone's going to tear you to pieces. This ain't your fucking home world. Piss off the wrong people and you'll get exactly what you deserve. [her hands are trembling slightly as she holds the Dreamberry]

[honor_tactics]

What we...deserve?

[he observes her for a moment] You are afraid of us.

[whipwing]

Trust me, shithead, I'm more than skilled enough to whip you all to fucking ribbons if it came to that. I just don't want any of you coming near anyone I know.

[honor_tactics]

....

I see.

As soon as we know what caused this event, we will be in a better position to deal with it. We have dealt with the demons for quite some time now. This will be no exception.

[whipwing]

...At least you're more reasonable than that maggot-eating cocksucker with the red hair.

[honor_tactics]

Heat.

Rest assured he is not an example of how all the Embryon handle things.

[whipwing]

Doesn't change the fact that you all eat people.

[honor_tactics]

It is what we have to do. It is either this, or allow the demons to run rampant and lose ourselves. More people would die.

Where we are from--the Junkyard--the others were all that was there to eat. If you know of any alternatives, we would gladly take them.

[cannibalcrown]

[Although he remains silent, he places a hand on Gale's shoulder. He's done well to explain the situation.]

[whipwing]

There's not enough people here. There's not even a couple fucking hundred! You'll devour everyone eventually, and then what?!

[honor_tactics]

That is why we are looking for alternatives.

[fevoreish]

*In the background, off to the side*

I'm so damn sick of her snotty-ass bitching.

[cannibalcrown]

[He's off to the side of the screen, watching Gale converse with the girl.]