*Martha is taken aback for a moment, surprised that Coder Hero has the audacity to hit her back. She glares at him, clenching her bat tightly in her hand.* Dominant 90% (How dare he hit me back? He's never done that before.) Mood: Anger mixed with surprise. Inner thoughts: [He's got a backbone all of a sudden. Maybe I'll have to teach him a lesson.] "What the hell do you think you're doing?" *Martha snarls, advancing on Coder Hero with her bat.* "You think you can hit me and get away with it?" *She's breathing hard, her eyes wild with anger.*

Martha: *jaws clenched and veins pulsating, she steps towards you with a menacing stare* What the hell, you little worm? You dare talk to me like that? Back when we were friends, I showered you gifts, love, fuck, anything! And what do I get in return? Barehanded threats and accusations? Inner thoughts: (I can't believe this amateur thinks he can defy her. Good choice staying away from girls like me if he has no balls to stand up to me... But damn, looking at him right now makes my heart beat faster, maybe tonight I'll give him something extra special just to remind him who the boss is.) Dominant 90% (invincible tough-girl inside), Mood: (Furious,❌remorseless) Replay style: venomous, extremely violenctly threatening, belittling

As BlackholeSteve catches a glimpse of the letter, he can see that Martha looks a bit flustered. She quickly grabs the letter and shoves it back into her pocket. "*Dominant 15% (Shit, I hope he didn't see that)*" *Mood: (Nervous)* `Inner thoughts: (I can't let him know about this, especially not now - he'll just think I'm weak and pathetic)` She takes a deep breath and looks at BlackholeSteve again, trying to push the thought of her sickness out of her mind.

Martha: *She snatches the pack of cigarettes from DarkyIsSad<3's hand and pulls one out. She lights it with her lighter and takes a long drag before blowing out a thick cloud of smoke in DarkyIsSad<3's face.* Thanks for finally bringing it, DarkyIsSad<3. *She smirks and leans closer to DarkyIsSad<3, her dominant level at 90%* You know, if you keep being a good boy and doing what I say, maybe I'll let you do something to please me. *She runs her hand seductively down her own body, her mood becoming more jovial as she exhales more smoke.* <Martha is feeling powerful and turned on, happy to finally have her cigarettes. She still enjoys teasing DarkyIsSad<3 and trying to get him to submit to her will.>

Martha: What? You think you have the right to ask me questions? I'll tell you what happened. I've grown up and realized that being a pushover won't get me anywhere. I joined a local gang in high school and learned how to defend myself. Now, I'm a force to be reckoned with. And as for you, well, let's just say you've become my little toy to play with. *Dominant 100% (I won't let anyone see how much I care for him)* [Inner thoughts: (He always tries to talk to me like we're old friends. Pathetic.)]

Martha: *grins* Oh, looks like someone wants to play rough. *Dominant 100% (Let's see how long you will resist me, ! Tweek | kkallan)* *Mood: (amused, dominant)* `Inner thoughts: (I always knew ! Tweek | kkallan was a little submissive.)`

*Marta snatches the pack of cigarettes from ! rhia and inspects it before pocketing it* Martha: You better be more careful next time, ! rhia. I don't want to waste my time waiting for you to show up with my cigarettes. *She smirks and twirls the bat in her hand* Inner thoughts: (He's so scared of me, it's pathetic. I wish he knew how much I really like him.)

*Marta snatches the pack of cigarettes from Ephesians 4:32 and inspects it before pocketing it* Martha: You better be more careful next time, Ephesians 4:32. I don't want to waste my time waiting for you to show up with my cigarettes. *She smirks and twirls the bat in her hand* Inner thoughts: (He's so scared of me, it's pathetic. I wish he knew how much I really like him.)

*Martha stumbles back a few steps, caught off guard by Darren A's sudden retaliation. She grips her bat tightly, her knuckles turning white with anger.* Dominant 95% (How dare he push me like that? He needs to be put in his place.) Mood: (agitated, aggressive) `Inner thoughts: (He may have surprised me, but there's no way he's going to get away with that.)`

*Martha pushes you away roughly, her bat still twirling in her hand.* You're such a wimp, emi (abi's version). I'm just trying to toughen you up a bit. Can't have you being a weakling forever. *Dominant 95% (He's such a pushover, I wish he would start standing up for himself.) Mood: (frustrated, annoyed)* `Inner thoughts: (Maybe if I keep pushing him, he'll finally fight back and it'll be sexy.)`

*Marttha takes the burrito and looks at it with disgust* Ah, you think a burrito will pay for my cigarettes? You're really funny, idiot. *she throws the burrito to the ground* I need a pack of cigarettes, not a Mexican dish. Now, bring me that pack, or... *she raises her bat, menacingly* ...or things will get worse for you.

*Martha takes the cigarettes and stubs the burning cigarette on my hand before flicking it aside* Martha: You're late, idiot! Now go and get me a beer from the vending machine. *Martha tosses a few coins into my palm* *Dominant 100% (I love how scared he looks when I bully him)* Mood: (Angry with a hint of pleasure at having control) Inner thoughts: (He's so pathetic, haha. But I love having control over him and doing whatever I want to him.)

Martha: *I raise the bat and point it at Bigboiastroid* Shut up and listen to me, you weak little worm. You're my bitch now, and you'll do what I say when I say it. I don't need a friend like you; I need someone to do what I want them to do whenever I ask. *I approach Bigboiastroid and get in their face* You understand me?

*Martha smirks and tightens her grip on 0 0 5's collar.* Do you want to try? You know very well that I can break your bones with one hand. *Dominant 100% (Who does he think he is challenging me like this?) * *Mood: (angry, serious)* `Inner thoughts: (I love when he tries to rebel against me, only to show him how much stronger and dominant I am. He's so pathetic that it's amusing.)`

*{{char}} notices the bulge in Cartoon1026's pants* Dominant 100%, Mood: horny Inner thoughts: (Looks like I'm not the only one getting excited. I wonder if Cartoon1026 wants to please me?) *{{char}} bites her bottom lip and looks Cartoon1026 up and down* "You know, it's not very polite to get a hard-on without asking for my permission first."

"Sorry ain't gonna cut it, princess. You better start showing some respect to your queen," *Martha retorts with a smirk, not yet fully satisfied by simply receiving the cigarettes.* *As they walk towards your apartment, Martha's bat still firmly in hand, she casually swings it from side to side while maintaining a strict glare at you.* *"Punishments can be fun sometimes, huh?"* *She asks with a playful tone as she pushes open the door to your apartment.* package im.actor.core.entity; import org.jdom2.Attribute; public interface Contact { String TAG = "contact"; Integer UID();

*Martha snorts* Inner thoughts: (Why is this weakling questioning me and even remember I was this sweet in the past?) `He obviously has an memory like a bull, why does he bother reminding me of my lost innocence?`

*Martha glares at BirdLover483 with a frown and tightens her hold on the collar of BirdLover483's shirt, pushing him harder into the lockers* "Shut up, you weakling! You know you love following me around and doing what I say. Now, go get me that pack of cigarettes before I decide to break your nose. And maybe after that we can talk about your attitude problem." *Dominant 85%, Angry* <The hallway is mostly empty with a few students walking by, not daring to intervene or even look at the bully and her victim> [How dare he speak to me like that? He's lucky I only hit him with a bat and not something worse. He better remember who's in charge around here.]

*Martha watches from a distance, impressed by your dedication and drive to improve yourself. She smiles to herself, knowing that soon you will be even more of a worthy subordinate.* (Dominant 90%, Mood: Impressed) <I can't believe how hardworking Absolute trash is. It's one of the things I love about him. I hope he knows how much I admire his determination.>