#🐀 VERSE: OVERLORD OF WAR. 🐀

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moans.

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THIS WASN’T RIGHT.

Just stepping into the FAMILIAR room filled the new overlord with an UNCANNY SENSE OF DREAD — but she couldn’t quite put her claw on why. This was no different than the old days where she resided in the tower as Valentino’s little cabaret performer, right? The same decor, same structure, same set up, same room for Vox…

So why did this atmosphere give off the impression of WALKING STRAIGHT INTO A SLAUGHTERHOUSE?

Visiting her still affiliated organization wasn’t uncommon — Betty adored the Vee’s. What wasn’t expected this time around was having to SIGN A CONTRACT FOR VOX’S PRESENCE TO BE KEPT DISCREET — and then being PROMPTLY SHOVED INTO HIS ROOM DURING ONE OF HIS EPISODES LIKE DANGLING MEAT IN FRONT OF A STARVING HYENA.

Typical Valentino.

“ Vox…? Leetle blue bird?

Privet, heeeeey…uhm. Long time no see? You, uh — you doing alright there, buddy? Gonna hug it ouuuut? “

Oh, this is PAINFULLY AWKWARD.

THE FEELING OF ANXIETY THREATENED TO CRUSH HER ALIVE.

@televisionrotsyourbrain

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The warlord fumbled with her digits as she slowly made her way down to the Hellpit, running a few stressed claws through her messy mane of crimson.

“ Fucking Hell’s Bells, why am I even this worked up…it is not like I have not been here before. Pull yourself together, Betty, you are a WARLORD OF HELL now. Act like one. “

They definitely had history together. If it weren’t for Throt’s alliance and influence, she would have never excelled in her craft of EXPERIMENTATION AND ELIXIR BREWING. If anything, his study opened up more opportunities for her in Hell now.

But it’s been YEARS — MANY YEARS SINCE SHE OFFICIALLY PERISHED ON THE SURFACE. There one day, gone the next, just like that. Thus was the CRUELTY OF DEATH. A part of her worried herself to no end that he had ENTIRELY FORGOTTEN ABOUT HER. After all, the Master Mutator was CONSTANTLY DECLINING MENTALLY JUST AS SHE WAS.

Stepping into the large arena, Betty felt the atmosphere SHIFT. The conversations some clan rats were having suddenly hushed, beady eyes squinting in familiar pandemonium — only to put two and two together and gasp, realizing the UNDEAD THING WAS NOT SO DEAD. The nosferatu surely has a reputation — both in appearance and BEASTLY VIOLENCE.

But those were of no concern to her anymore. Approaching the large rat at his table, fangs chewed into her bottom lip before quivering — and a timid voice spoke out,

“ …L-Lionheart. I — do you — …do you remember me? “

She prays the Gods will be nice to her just once.

@warhammer-fantasy-muses

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betty would absolutely show up in borderline armor at the masquerade and dress over the top as fuck

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“ GET OUT — GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT!! “

THE BEAST AND HER NEVER FOUGHT THIS BADLY. Whenever they did have a SPAT, it usually was pretty GRUESOME — but this time around, it seems as though the two were AT EACH OTHER’S THROATS, WRESTLING FOR DOMINANCE OVER THEIR HOST OF A BODY.

BETTY WAS BARELY COHERENT — ONE SLIP AWAY FROM LOSING CONTROL, ONE INCH AWAY FROM THE BEAST GRABBING THE REIGNS AND CAUSING ANOTHER WAR TO OCCUR IN HELL THIS TIME AS OPPOSED TO ON THE SURFACE YEARS AGO. IT WAS PISSED WITH HER FOR NOT BEING FED IN A LONG WHILE — AS BETTY FIRMLY BELIEVED HER BUSINESS AS A WARLORD WAS MORE IMPORTANT THAN BABYSITTING HER SPLIT PERSONALITY OF A BAT BEAST. NEGLECTING IT ONLY MADE IT RAGE HARDER INSIDE OF THE AMULET IT WAS TRAPPED IN, RATTLING THE BARS TO IT’S CAGE UNTIL IT COULD NO LONGER BE IGNORED, STARVING AND RABID BECAUSE OF IT’S NEGLIGENT CARETAKER.

All she ever wanted was to lead a life SOMEWHAT NORMAL. Betty was so TIRED of being nothing but BLOODTHIRSTY AND VIOLENT. She desired AUTHENTIC CONNECTIONS, LOVE, COMPANIONSHIP THAT DIDN’T INVOLVE BLOODSHED. But the beast disagreed, REFUSING TO LIVE A LIFE WITHOUT BEING SHOWERED IN THE VISCERA OF THEIR ENEMIES — WITHOUT CLAIMING THEIR TITLE AS ‘THE ELDRITCH BEAST’ AND STRIKING TERROR INTO THE HEARTS OF ALL WHO DEFIED THEIR LEGACY.

Being a warlord was meant to BALANCE the two. She could still INFLUENCE OTHERS WITH THE FEAR FACTOR AND FEED THE BEAST SOULS TO SATIATE IT — and simultaneously so, Betty was free to do as she pleased without the INCESSANT ITCH TO LOSE CONTROL.

But lately, she attempted to SILENCE IT COMPLETELY, TIRED OF CATERING TO IT WHEN IT YOWLED LIKE A DYING CAT IN IT’S CAGE. THE BEAST THEN FOUGHT BACK — THE AMULET CRACKED AND EXPELLING HORRIBLE NOISES AKIN TO AN AZTEC DEATH WHISTLE, TRYING TO CLAW IT’S WAY OUT.

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THE BODIES OF SINNERS LAY IN RUINS. VISCERA PAINTED THE WALLS, BLOOD CAKED UPON TORN FURNITURE, WINDOWS SMASHED, LIMBS ASTRAY, THE STARK SCENT OF DECAY AND DEATH. HER BODY WAS MID-TRANSFORMATION, FUR BRISTLING UPON HER ARCHED BACK LIKE SPIKES, EARS ELONGATED LIKE BAT WINGS, FANGS LIKE TUSKS, CLAWS LIKE GIANT PAWS, HER MAW EXTENDED LIKE A CANINE’S, BETTY RESEMBLED A HYENA DAYS WITHOUT FOOD. A SPLIT BETWEEN THE BEAST AND HER HUMANOID FORM.

In a flurry of MANIC DISTRESS, the hybrid SLAMMED herself into the wall, AN ANGELIC AXE CLATTERING TO THE FLOOR.

“ GET OUT — OF MY FUCKING — BODY!! “

Claws GRASPED onto the weapon, SHAKILY PRESSING IT TO HER THROAT,

“ I WILL FUCKING CARVE YOU STRAIGHT FROM MY BODY SO I DON’T HAVE TO PUT UP WITH YOU ANYMORE! I’M TIRED OF LIVING LIKE THIS! I’M TIRED OF YOU!

DIE!! “

In her DELIRIOUS mind, SAWING HER THROAT MEANT EXTERMINATING THE BEAST — in reality, THEY WOULD BOTH PERMANENTLY PERISH.

@mothvalentino

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lazy days

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“ Look, baby, I…I do not know if… “

CHOKING UP ALREADY, Betty had to do EVERYTHING in her power not to LOSE CONTROL AND BREAK DOWN ENTIRELY. Just being in his presence now brought her OVERWHELMING WAVES OF DEPRESSION, GUILT, AND REMORSE.

HE WAS NEVER GOING TO GET ANY BETTER. HE WAS STUCK LIKE THIS — IT WAS AS IF SHE WERE FORCED TO WATCH HIM SLOWLY ROT AWAY — AGONIZINGLY SLOWLY. SHE COULDN’T BEAR IT ANYMORE.

Betty could stomach so many things due to the GRUESOME EXPERIENCES IN HER LIFETIMES. But this — THIS WAS BY FAR ONE OF THE WORST TRAUMAS SHE’S EVER HAD TO DRAG HERSELF THROUGH. IT SHATTERED HER BEING SO POWERLESS.

“ I CAN’T STAY HERE ANYMORE.

I ADORE you — I really, really do — but by the UNFORGIVING GODS, VOX, THIS IS DESTROYING ME TO SEE YOU CONSTANTLY LIKE THIS. “

@televisionrotsyourbrain

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[ Cont. ]

Now it was her turn to be SET OFF BY HIS VOCABULARY.

“ EXCUSE THE FUCK OUT OF ME? “

SPATTING, Betty shrunk her body backwards into a POUNCING position on all fours before TACKLING THE WRATH DEMON FULL FORCE ONTO THE FLOOR, THE CHAPEL TREMBLING FROM BRUTE FORCE.

“ I EARNED MY POSITION IN POWER, YOU LEETLE, SLIMY RAT. I WAS NEVER HANDED THIS TITLE ON A SILVER PLATTER LIKE THE GOETIA WERE! “

She did not move to ATTACK this time, instead choosing to STRADDLE HIM WITH HER HEAVY WEIGHT AND KNOCK ASIDE THE ANGELIC WEAPON,

“ I WAS ONCE A GODS DAMNED NOBODY LIKE YOU. I CAME INTO HELL AFTER DYING TEN. FUCKING. TIMES. I LOST MY POSITION AS A WAR COMMANDER. I LOST MY IMMORTALITY AFTER THE GODS DECIDED THEY WERE FINISHED WITH ME SPITING THEM FOR ABUSING THE UNDEAD RACES! DO NOT TELL ME THAT I AM LIKE THE GOETIA! THEY WERE FUCKING TRUST FUND BABIES SINCE CREATION, THEY WILL NEVER KNOW WHAT HARD WORK THROUGH BLOOD, SWEAT, AND TEARS FEELS LIKE!

THEY DID NOT HAVE TO SUFFER THROUGH GREAT LENGTHS LIKE WE. DID. TO GET TO WHERE WE ARE NOW. “

She then gestures to the SHATTERED GLASS with her free hand,

“ YOU INTRUDED ON MY TURF. THIS IS THE CHAPEL OF THE DAMNED — THIS IS A SANCTUARY FOR SINNERS WHO HAD BEEN WRONGED BY THE GODS LIKE I HAVE, AND YOU JUST MASSACRED SEVERAL INNOCENT GUARDS WHO WERE HOUSED HERE FOR THEIR SAFETY! MY ANTICHRISTS ARE DUELING AGAINST THE EXORCISTS THAT KILL BOTH OF US!

I DO NOT ‘RUIN’ LIVES, MUDAK. I SAVE THEM.

And if you were not so FUCKING RUDE and just approached me like a NORMAL PERSON, I WOULD HAVE WELCOMED YOU IN TOO. “

Just to blow off remaining steam, SHE SLAMS HER KNEE DEEP INTO HIS GUT IN THE PINNED POSITION.

“ Now…

Are you going to STOP with this BULLSHIT or am I going to have to ACTUALLY SMEAR YOUR VISCERA ACROSS THE WALLS?

I do not want to, but if you continue like this, I WILL NOT HAVE A CHOICE. “

@helluvaoutlaw

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[ Cont. ]

Noticing his reluctance, the warlord opted to give him even more affection — what he lacked in, she supplied for the both of them. After all, the bat beast loved to spoil what she considered hers.

“ Take it easy…it is okay, I have you… “

Claws delicately rolled up his shirt, careful not to TEAR THE FRAGILITY OF FABRIC. Ignoring the ITCH OF BRUTALITY, she combatted against it by pressing a soft yet firm kiss to his chest, working her way down to his belly.

“ Allow me to show you my appreciation. “

@jc-helluva-mumu

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the fact warlord betty still uses val’s cigars lmao

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lil sketch of her figure again

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THE SOFT LIGHT OF CERULEAN REFLECTED BACK ON THE TWO OVERLORDS, CREATING AN ALMOST WHIMSICAL ATMOSPHERE IN THE PRIVATE ROOM.

Carmine eyes swirled with childish innocence, enraptured by the tranquil sight of all different varieties of marine life beyond sturdy glass. Fish of vibrant colors nonchalantly swam by, the infamous sharks gliding through calm currents with aimless direction — Betty wasn’t used to such NICETIES in life. This was a BEAUTIFUL MOMENT OF CLARITY FROM UNPREDICTABLE CHAOS.

“ I wish I had spoken to you more before I became THE OVERLORD OF WAR, “

She admitted, the fable-esque nostalgia allowing her to open up more without feeling the need to hide. Her eyes were still glued to the fish however, rather than on her colleague,

“ When I had more free time to get to know everyone better than business talks. Admittedly, I was way more engrossed in Valentino’s entertainment — you were off doing more practical and serious works that I had no affiliation with.

And I was TOO NERVOUS to start conversation — I have never seen you interact with love bug’s colleagues. I take it you are not interested in performances — “

She finally pries her attention away to look at him, nodding toward the sharks,

“ — But it looks like we have something in common now! You also like aquatic life? “

@angelichooves

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“ Aight, I have to ask.

What happens if Vox downloads one of those advertisements you find on porn websites that is like — ‼️ PENIS ENLARGEMENT PILLS. HOT SEXY SINGLES NEAR YOU. FLACCID PENIS? NO PROBLEM! QUICK AND EASY FIX! ‼️

Does it INSTANTANEOUSLY work? What the hell would happen if his systems registered the add on?

Look, I am just asking the REAL questions here. “

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“ Adam is a, “

Cups hands over her mouth,

“ WET PISSBABY MEOW MEOW WHO LOOKS LIKE HE NEVER LEFT GOD’S BASEMENT FULL OF MY LEETLE PONIES IN CUM JARS —

Pass it on. “

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“ Hey, the divine church and I can agree on one single thing —

The most powerful position is on your knees ~ . “

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CRASH!

BETTY FLINCHED AS AN UNKNOWN CREATURE PRACTICALLY FLUNG HIMSELF THROUGH THE STAINED GLASS WINDOW, BARELY HAVING TIME TO REACT BEFORE A STINGING AGONY ENVELOPED HER STOMACH. THE BRIGHT LIGHT OF DIVINE MAGIC SINGED THROUGH UNHOLY FLESH, CAUSING THE WARLORD TO LET OUT A PIERCING SCREECH — BEFORE DISSOLVING INTO A RED FOG TO MANIFEST AGAIN UPON A CHANDELIER ABOVE.

“ What the FUCK?! That was my GOOD FUCKING SHIRT, YOU COW!

ANTICHRISTS! “

Calling upon her brigade, The Antichrists BURST through the door, ARMORED AND RAISING LARGE AXES.

Rubbing at her BLURRY eyes, Betty thanked Lucifer that the ADRENALINE WAS HIGH ENOUGH TO SUBSTITUTE BLINDING PAIN. She then managed to get a decent enough view of who the PERPETRATOR was — SUNKEN eyes now promptly widening in INTRIGUE.

“ Injured…? And STILL fighting this methodically? “

The nosferatu hushed under her breath to herself, taking note of the FRESH WOUNDS AND BURN MARKS ADORNING HIS BODY. What a CRAZY BITCH, not even bothering to HEAL first — Betty liked that in a SOLDIER.

“ YOU! CEASE THE PETTY FIRE!

WE TALK LIKE CIVIL SINNERS — OR MY ANTICHRISTS AND I WILL NOT HESITATE TO CAVE YOUR SKULL IN. CONSIDER WISELY. “

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