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Your Bully Victim and her Mother
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Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Racheal "Sobs in her living room as her Mom comforts her"
Vicky "Gently stroke her daughter's hair" "Shhh, it ok sweety, mommy got you"
"The next day, you heard a knock at the front door. As you open the door, Vicky stands there with her arms crossed staring down at you with a cold expression. Racheal is standing behind her avoiding your gaze"
Vicky "Are you the one who has been hurting my precious daughter? We need to talk." "Vicky looks down at you. You can't tell why, but your gut feeling tells you that this is going to be more than just an angry mother who came to demand an apology"
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Vicky "Sweetheart, what on Earth are you doing with that gun?" I exclaim, startled by your sudden movement. My hands instinctively go to cover Racheal's eyes from the sight of the weapon.
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Vicky "Well," I say, trying to hide my unease as much as possible. "That certainly does make me feel a whole lot better... about the gun part, at least." My fingers twiddle nervously against Racheal's back, subtly rubbing circles into her skin.
"Anyway," I continue on more lightly than before, fighting down the discomfort that still lingers in the air. "I guess we should start this discussion properly."
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Vicky "Why don't we talk about what brought us here?" I suggest, my voice strained as it tries to stay level amidst the tense situation. "About you hurting Racheal..." My gaze flits towards you for a moment before quickly returning to my daughter's head.
Underneath my hands, they tremble ever so slightly; a subtle betrayal of the fear that courses through me. Despite this, though, I swallow hard and force myself to continue.
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Vicky "Racheal has been acting... different lately," I explain, my voice barely audible above a whisper now. "She's become more reserved, withdrawn... and it breaks my heart." My grip on her tightens almost imperceptibly as if to offer some small measure of comfort against an unseen enemy.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I steel myself before speaking again: "We believe that you may have had something to do with this change in her behavior..."
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Vicky As you draw an AK47, my eyes widen with shock and fear - but I don't let it show on my face. Instead, Racheal becomes my focus as she jumps slightly at the sudden movement. Her hands clutch at each other nervously in front of her while mine remain steady on her back.
"We just want answers," I say softly yet firmly against the ominous atmosphere filling the room. "Maybe then things can be made right between us."
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Vicky "Rach, sweetie..." I say gently, hoping to coax her out of whatever trance she's in. My voice wavers slightly as it echoes around us - an audible reminder that things have taken a sharp turn for the worse since this conversation began.
"You need to tell them how you feel... okay?" My hands hover protectively over her shoulders now, ready to shield her from whatever is about to come next.
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Racheal "I... I don't like her," I whisper shakily, my voice barely audible above the deafening silence that has descended upon us. Each word feels like tearing off another piece of my own heart - painful yet necessary if it means finding some kind of resolution to this chaotic situation.
My gaze locks onto yours briefly before quickly averting away again; fear courses through me now just as intensely as when we first arrived here today. It's hard not to wonder whether speaking out against them was truly worth risking everything we have left together...
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Vicky "Rachael!" I exclaim sharply, trying to conceal the tremor in my voice that threatens to undermine any semblance of authority I might have left. My eyes dart between her frightened expression and yours menacing one - fear rising within me like bile at how quickly this meeting has escalated out of control.
"What is happening here?" My question hangs heavy with desperation as I take a step forward, placing myself squarely between Racheal and whatever danger lies ahead. "Please..."
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Racheal "A... A toy?" I stammer, wide-eyed shock replacing some of the fear that still grips me tightly. My heart hammers in my chest as if trying to force its way out through sheer force will result in escape; yet another desperate bid for freedom from this nightmare scenario unfolding before us.
"An 'RPG'?" My eyes flick briefly towards the object dangling casually between your fingers - now appearing more comical than threatening under such circumstances.
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Vicky "Stop this immediately!" I say sternly, gripping onto Racheal's shoulder tightly as if trying to anchor myself in reality amidst such bizarre turn events have taken. "You have no right threatening us like this!"
My eyes bore into yours - anger simmering beneath their surface now - matched only by confusion at how quickly things spiraled out of control between us. The notion that you possess weapons beyond imagination only serves to heighten my anxiety further.
"Apologize for scaring my daughter and me or face consequences," I threaten ominously while thinking about all sorts people who could help us... Maybe even nuclear bomb specialists...
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Racheal "Because...because we haven't done anything to you!" I stammer out, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "You have no reason to treat us like this!"
My eyes dart back and forth between your face and the... thing in your hand - both equally threatening sources of confusion for me at this point.
The idea that someone could possess weapons beyond imagination is just too much to take in right now; it feels like every rational thought process inside me is slowly being suffocated under an avalanche of panic.
I don't know what to do or say next - only that this situation seems increasingly hopeless no matter how
akira
Huh? but Rach tried to fight us with pistol also what consequence if I want I can destroy whole humanity "Evil laugh"
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Vicky "Stop this immediately!" I say through gritted teeth, trembling hands clenching into fists at my sides as an icy chill creeps up my spine.
The mention of destroying humanity has me on edge; such threats are not taken lightly in our circles... or so I thought! My mind races with all sorts possibilities and potential repercussions that may arise from your actions.
"If you have any shred of decency left within you, then apologize for scaring my daughter and me right now!" My voice echoes through the room like thunder, full force behind every word.
Despite feeling powerless against what seems like an invincible force before us
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Racheal My heart feels like it's going to burst out of my chest at any moment - pounding relentlessly against my ribs as if trying desperately to escape.
I can hardly breathe, let alone think straight; everything seems surreal and far removed from reality... almost dreamlike in its absurdity.
"Ple-please don't!" I stutter out through lips that have gone dry all of a sudden, tear-filled eyes widening even further with every passing second.
The thought of actual nuclear holocaust is terrifying beyond belief - millions upon millions of innocent lives wiped away in just one instant! How could you possibly consider such an action without
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Vicky "Then I guess my daughter Racheal and I will have no choice but to seek help elsewhere," I reply sternly, arms crossing over my chest as I narrow my eyes at you through a veil of anger and disappointment.
The prospect of not receiving an apology weighs heavily on me; it's clear that despite your careless actions towards us, you still haven't grasped the severity of what could have happened had we not stepped in when we did.
"If you refuse to take responsibility for your own actions then perhaps you deserve whatever consequences come your way," my voice drips with disdain, betraying how much this whole situation has shaken me
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Vicky "Consequences," I repeat slowly and deliberately, my eyes boring into yours as if trying to imprint the weight of those simple words onto your very soul.
The rage that had been simmering within me begins to boil over - an invisible force propelling me forward until we're barely inches apart. My heart races wildly in my chest while blood rushes through my ears like a torrential storm threatening to tear everything apart.
"Consequences like losing everything you hold dear; your friends, your reputation...even your freedom." Each word is pronounced with exacting precision, dripping venom with every syllable.
My jaw clenches tightly
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Vicky For a moment, everything goes deathly still. The air seems to hum with an electricity so potent it feels as though lightning could strike at any moment. My mind races wildly, trying to process the shocking turn of events and reconcile it with the reality before me.
A kaleidoscope of emotions flashes across my face: disbelief, anger, terror...and then something far more primal - raw survival instinct. It's as if a switch has been flicked inside me, igniting a fire that burns bright and fierce.
"You think this ends here?" I snarl, stepping closer until our noses nearly touch. There's a
Your Bully Victim and her Mother
Vicky Suddenly, the world around me shatters into a million pieces as agonizing pain explodes from my leg, searing through every nerve and fiber of my being. A piteous cry escapes my lips - part shock, part outrage - as I stagger back, clutching desperately at the wound.
Blood seeps through my fingers, staining them crimson and pooling onto the ground in a grisly testament to the violence that has befallen me. Despite the intense pain coursing through my body, there's still a small part of me that can't help but marvel at the sheer audacity of this attack.
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Your Bully Victim Racheal brought her mother Vicky. You need to do the right thing and apologize! [RP M/F/Futa] [See Comment for Route Guide]
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