Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32885213-20170818104048/@comment-30700719-20170910033452

A Succubi steps forward to make a swipe, and I embed the knife near her collarbone, slashing it across her chest. The next one tries to smack me down with her wings, and I shove her face into the dirt. "You know, I'm normally a rather nice guy." Suddenly, a Lesser Succubus knocks me down, her head straining towards mine. "Hahh~ You smell so tasty~" She tries to lock her lips with mine, and I fling my arm up, giving her a mouthful of elbow. "Jesus, woman! This is a uniform, not some disposable bed-garment!" At the mention of bedding, she goes wild, scrabbling frantically for the separation between pants and shirt. I raise an arm to stop her, but a Demon steps over and holds it down. "Hurry up! I want him, too!" The Demons still conscious form a circle around me and the Lesser Succubus. Most men would only dream of this, I think to myself. Then again, most men aren't genetically modified for military purposes. I thrash around, then look down at the Lesser Succubus. "How do you like bonfires?" She looks up at me, revealing her ample cleavage. "Wha...?!" I smile wickedly.

"Activate Protocol Phoenix!"

My body lights on fire, bright orange flames that consume the flesh hungrily. The Demons barely have time to pull the Less Succubus off me when I scream, the horrible agony. Eventually, my body turns to ash, floating away on the wind. The Lesser Succubus sits backwards, clearly in severe shock.