Listen you 3 foot beta male. Im 7 feet fucking tall, and the single most dominant figure youve ever seen. If you saw me irl the first thing youd experience is awe, and the second thing would be the warm liquid running down your legs. Dont fuck with me
Though you are right about my height, your tender flesh is nothing but a fucking snack to me. I am a wolfman. I am the beast you fear. I will drain you of any life that you contain. You fuck with me again, I'll show you who's boss; both in the pack and your fucking family.
Say, your dad looks like a nice guy. It would be a shame if you saw him crying on his knees like a little bitch, begging you to run from me. :)
Listen you furry piece of contagious garbage. The only thing in this universe that I fear is myself. The only thing capable of stopping me is my own goddamn doubts. Unfortunately for you, I shed those chains long ago.
As for my family, you couldn't possibly kill my weakest daughter, much less all 2000 of my genetically superior children. You'd have your tail tucked between your legs before you could even smell my family. I encourage you to come after us so we can have a plaything for a little while. (The last one only lasted us a few minutes...)
I didn't know you could reproduce with a roll of toilet paper.
You're about to fear 99 more things, all of them being me. I am your doubt. You are nothing but a pebble to me. I could annihilate you with the snap of my fingers. Sure, I may not be as hot of a piece of ass as Thanos, but your head will be leaking blood as soon as I enter a 1-mile radius of you.
You mentioned your weakest daughter. I know her story. How dare you auction a child off because they aren't 'worthy of the prophecy?' You have 2 new titles; Little Bitch Boy and Horrible Father.
I know of 'the last one'; you only killed Morpheus because you called your little team to take him out with you. I know you can't fight me one-on-one, you're too much of a pussy. You can still bring your little playgroup, I like a challenge. Too bad this willl still be as easy as cutting a fart over your grave.
Just because im teaching my children how to hunt doesnt mean i cant do it all myself, weasel. My weakest daughter returned to me stronger than the rest of her sisters after she fought off her captors. She was thankful to me. Your bravado is seriously cringy. Stop trying, please. Its hard to look at a fool marching to his own death.
Please stop showing off your spawn, you're just making yourself look worse. I don't care what child you send, what buddy you call upon, what God you pray to before we finally fight, I'll blow your head off with nothing but a kick. I'll do it 2000 more times to your little fuckers, how many more times to your posse of brainlets, and I'll even fuck up your God. What religion do you follow?
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