

Title PendingThere was no stopping the bottom of the boot from hitting his face. His hands had been bound behind the back of the chair, and his own legs to the legs of the chair. The boot landed on his face, squarely on his nose. The dull crunch was muffled, but still audible. The chair slid backwards and toppled over, causing all of his weight to fall onto his arms. He groaned a bit, unwillingly from the blow. The burly monstrosity, barely a man and more of a monster by normal standards, called out. "Get him up! He will talk soon enough! Sit him up!" Two guards came from the walls, picking up the man and the chair, and forcefully righting it. The burly mTitle Pending
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-*I make games 'cause there are no save points in my dreams*-
Because you seem to like my art so much do you want me to draw you anything particlar?
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