Overture Downs I smell your fear, I smell your fear
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Natjuk grunts. Though he may sound benevolent, his peculiarities rouse suspicion. As if to solidify his eccentricity, he slinks near on spidery legs, probing for some obscure purpose. Natjuk may not have a high opinion of himself but he will not tolerate uninvited proximity. It is blatantly apparent that he is of unsound mind with that dissonant cackle.

Lurching forward without prelude, Natjuk attempts to take the freak's throat between his jowls. He thought it wise to expose it to laugh, after all.
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I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 18, 2018, 01:07 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 18, 2018, 11:26 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 19, 2018, 06:30 AM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 19, 2018, 05:05 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 20, 2018, 04:27 AM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 20, 2018, 05:57 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 21, 2018, 02:16 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 21, 2018, 05:41 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 21, 2018, 06:38 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 21, 2018, 07:21 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Rakk - December 21, 2018, 07:42 PM
RE: I smell your fear, I smell your fear - by Natjuk - December 21, 2018, 08:13 PM