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[Indie & semi-selective Predator OC] [Multiship & Multiverse]
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Arbitrator Mar'cte.
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Mar’cte growled then, pushing the human into his bed and tearing the clothes he wore and throwing the rags behind him. “I will show you how is my prowess, human. And you will regret teasing me.” There were a few things this human didn’t know about the Yautja. He could be okay if he was claimed by a youngblood but Mar’cte was old, he had experience. This human would soon learn that.
He slowly took his armor off, now teasing the human back and showing off a bit for him. His muscles, the scars he had all over his body. A display of strength and age for him to see.
Once the armor was off, he walked to the bed and laid on top of the human, a loud purr leaving him to lull the human, calm him and make him submit.
The predator tilted his head, curious yet careful. "What kind of creature are you?" //arbitratxr
Anubis panted, wrists tied together & tethered to a stone. A sacrificial offering. The Egyptian growled, tugging sharply.
He’s been left there to die surely. Seeing the Yautja before him however is a surprise. Mouth going dry at seeing this ‘Predator’ in full view.
The scent coming off him is tinged with annoyance, anger, & slight arousal. He can’t help but stare.
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The human’s touch made his self-control slip away. Although Mar’cte was sure it wasn’t honorable to take him in this state, where the human was offering himself for him because of some induced heat, he couldn’t stand and resist it forever. He was very proud of his self-control, that was a skill that allowed him to survive for so long, but the human begging to be taken was shattering it.
He reached for his mask, pulling the tubes and removing it before stretching his mandibles and looked down at the human, hand reaching for his jaw. The size difference was thrilling, how he could easily smash the human’s skull and kill him if he decided to.
“Human.” His voice came out with a warning edge. “If I claim you, you are not going anywhere anytime soon. Will be mine. Stay here. And no one else will touch you. Is this what you want?”
The predator tilted his head, curious yet careful. "What kind of creature are you?" //arbitratxr
Anubis panted, wrists tied together & tethered to a stone. A sacrificial offering. The Egyptian growled, tugging sharply.
He’s been left there to die surely. Seeing the Yautja before him however is a surprise. Mouth going dry at seeing this ‘Predator’ in full view.
The scent coming off him is tinged with annoyance, anger, & slight arousal. He can’t help but stare.
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Mar’cte rolled his eyes, a very human trace he got from his daughter. Stubborn human. “You do not realize you do not have a choice. Unless you want me to dump you into the vacuum of space.” Where would he run to anyway? They were in space.
He pulled the man with him, his small frame offering very little resistence as he walked with him to his quarters. “What did they give you? You are in heat.” Mar’cte wasn’t sure how much he could tolerate from all this.
The predator tilted his head, curious yet careful. "What kind of creature are you?" //arbitratxr
Anubis panted, wrists tied together & tethered to a stone. A sacrificial offering. The Egyptian growled, tugging sharply.
He’s been left there to die surely. Seeing the Yautja before him however is a surprise. Mouth going dry at seeing this ‘Predator’ in full view.
The scent coming off him is tinged with annoyance, anger, & slight arousal. He can’t help but stare.
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“Anubis. Like the human god?” He supposed he couldn’t say no since he named his daughter Vor’mekta. “My name is Mar’cte.”
The human stopped thrashing, making it much easier to carry him around. Not that he posed a threat but Mar’cte couldn’t injure him, he wasn’t in the state to fight and wasn’t armed. He dealt with worst things in his life, the human wouldn’t be hard to handle.
As soon as they were inside his ship, Mar’cte put the human down. “Stay.” He walked to his chair and turned the engines on, lifting off and cloaking when they broke the atmosphere. He set the location back to Yautja Prime and once the ship started moving on itself he walked to his bedroom, signaling for the human to follow. “Come.”
The predator tilted his head, curious yet careful. "What kind of creature are you?" //arbitratxr
Anubis panted, wrists tied together & tethered to a stone. A sacrificial offering. The Egyptian growled, tugging sharply.
He’s been left there to die surely. Seeing the Yautja before him however is a surprise. Mouth going dry at seeing this ‘Predator’ in full view.
The scent coming off him is tinged with annoyance, anger, & slight arousal. He can’t help but stare.
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The Yautja laughed, a deep, resonating sound. “And I suppose you are in condition to fight? You can either come with me or I can kill you right now. Your choice.”
Not that the human had a choice. Mar'cte lifted him up like he was nothing, throwing him on his shoulder and carrying him back to his ship. This human was not okay, they must have given him something to induce him to heat, that was the only logical explanation.
“What is your name, young one?”
The predator tilted his head, curious yet careful. "What kind of creature are you?" //arbitratxr
Anubis panted, wrists tied together & tethered to a stone. A sacrificial offering. The Egyptian growled, tugging sharply.
He’s been left there to die surely. Seeing the Yautja before him however is a surprise. Mouth going dry at seeing this ‘Predator’ in full view.
The scent coming off him is tinged with annoyance, anger, & slight arousal. He can’t help but stare.
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"His?" He scoffed. Badbloods did have a weird way of doing things. "Do not make sense. Would have saved you if he really wanted to make you his." Or maybe he was just saving him for later.
Mar'cte was an experienced hunter, he had everything under control. The human was alive, he had the strong scent of the badblood on him and the arousal was taking over the place in waves. But Mar'cte wouldn't let things slip under his control. He forced himself to calm down and unchained the human from the rock, keeping his wrists tied together.
"You are coming with me now." If he was telling the truth, Mar'cte would know in no time. "Pet."
The predator tilted his head, curious yet careful. "What kind of creature are you?" //arbitratxr
Anubis panted, wrists tied together & tethered to a stone. A sacrificial offering. The Egyptian growled, tugging sharply.
He’s been left there to die surely. Seeing the Yautja before him however is a surprise. Mouth going dry at seeing this ‘Predator’ in full view.
The scent coming off him is tinged with annoyance, anger, & slight arousal. He can’t help but stare.
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The predator clasped his mandibles tightly together, unsure on how to proceed. The thing tied to the stone didn’t seem to be scared of him, which was a relief. Mar'cte was tall, taller than average, had more muscle as well. The result of a good hunter as a father and a long career of hunting.
He was high-ranked, after all.
“Who did this to you?” He could scent arousal coming off the man, his head tilting in curiosity. This planet was a desert now that he had just killed a badblood, the last rational being inhabiting it. “Was it the badblood? What is your story with him?” Because if they were related in some way, Mar'cte would have to kill him too.
The predator tilted his head, curious yet careful. "What kind of creature are you?" //arbitratxr
Anubis panted, wrists tied together & tethered to a stone. A sacrificial offering. The Egyptian growled, tugging sharply.
He’s been left there to die surely. Seeing the Yautja before him however is a surprise. Mouth going dry at seeing this ‘Predator’ in full view.
The scent coming off him is tinged with annoyance, anger, & slight arousal. He can’t help but stare.
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Is it weird that Anubis is possibly drooling because HOT DAMN VORMEKTAS DAD IS WORKING IT LIKE NO OTHER
//Mar'cte doesn’t like drool. He gets disgusted. But yes, just don’t let him see it.
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He nodded at his daughter's mate, lifting the small thing that was his grandson so he could look at his bead a bit more easily. When he motioned to take it to his mouth, Mar'cte spoke. "Fargo. No."
It was the same tone he used with Vor'mekta when she was a pup and his grandson looked at him, eyes wide. He immediately went to play with them using his hands again, though Mar'cte saw a pout forming.
He knew what that was and purred for the pup before he cried, a much louder purr than the pup was used to because he relaxed instantaneously and the pout was gone. "He is just like his mother was."
Hands big alien father-in-law squirming grandson, "...I think he likes your dreads." (~Jojo~)
“I do not believe this is a wise thi…” The human left her with no time to think as his grandson was on him. Squirming. Great. He took the human pup, his mandibles firmly clasped together. He was unsure.
“Hello, little one.” The human pup smiled at him. Toothless, as predicted. His small hands - clawed hands - reached for his dreads. “Yes, I do believe so.”
@joseph-dredd
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p>“I have a total of 8 predalien skulls in my trophy room.” He tilted his head then shook it. “I do not doubt your skills, I am merely stating you are an abomination just like your siblings. You do have the same characteristics and are a bug.” A pest, to be more accurate.
“My daughter can protect herself just fine, I am not concerned about her fighting you. Vor'mekta was always a very capable huntress, exterminating hives by herself, from drones to queens.” He fixed his cape, chuckling. “You are a fierce thing, are you not? Be careful with this temper, it tends to be the downfall of many creatures. The one who attacks first out of anger is usually the first to fall.”
||rules have been read!|| ' you stay the fuck away from my mother. ' he sneers, tail rattling with irritation.
He growled. Always hated curses, specially when directed at him. “You do not know who you are speaking to, young one. I suggest you change your tone immediately.”
@xcnii
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"I have been hunting things twice my size ever since I was a young blood." He tilted his head, confused. Why hunt things his size?
"Besides, it is not size that matters but the challenge in the hunt. Your...hybrid brothers and sisters are an abomination by themselves. They make worthy prey and good trophies. Meat and skin are valuable as well."
||rules have been read!|| ' you stay the fuck away from my mother. ' he sneers, tail rattling with irritation.
He growled. Always hated curses, specially when directed at him. “You do not know who you are speaking to, young one. I suggest you change your tone immediately.”
@xcnii
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Hands big alien father-in-law squirming grandson, "...I think he likes your dreads." (~Jojo~)
“I do not believe this is a wise thi…” The human left him no time to think as his grandson was on him. Squirming. Great. He took the human pup, his mandibles firmly clasped together. He was unsure.
“Hello, little one.” The human pup smiled at him. Toothless, as predicted. His small hands - clawed hands - reached for his dreads. “Yes, I do believe so.”
@joseph-dredd
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"I think her insane ever since she refused a high rank in order to travel this galaxy, told the elders she did not want to be a babysitter and take care of mistakes other made. But look at her now, stranded on a planet with a bug she calls mother."
He shook his head, pacing around the cave. "Vor'mekta was always problematic, doing things the way she saw fit and trying hard to humanize other hunters. That is why they left her to die here."
"So you are the one my daughter calls 'mother'. I do not know why, I do not know how, but I do not like the idea of having my blood interacting with prey." (arbitratxr)
The Queen stared at the hunter coldly, her tail swishing from side to side with disdain. How dare he come up to her like this.
|| —— “If that is such a concern of yours, why do you not take it up with Vor’metka first instead of me? Should I even say anything about it, you would not believe me. I am sure of it. And quite frankly, I do not care much for what you think.”
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||rules have been read!|| ' you stay the fuck away from my mother. ' he sneers, tail rattling with irritation.
He growled. Always hated curses, specially when directed at him. “You do not know who you are speaking to, young one. I suggest you change your tone immediately.”
@xcnii
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"My daughter is truly insane. It is not her fault, she always had the same weaknesses her other half has. This...compassion."
His mandibles moved in thought. "But to befriend prey? Call someone like you her mother? She has lost her mind."
"So you are the one my daughter calls 'mother'. I do not know why, I do not know how, but I do not like the idea of having my blood interacting with prey." (arbitratxr)
The Queen stared at the hunter coldly, her tail swishing from side to side with disdain. How dare he come up to her like this.
|| —— “If that is such a concern of yours, why do you not take it up with Vor’metka first instead of me? Should I even say anything about it, you would not believe me. I am sure of it. And quite frankly, I do not care much for what you think.”
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Crime themed starter sentences
Includes drug and violence tw, a mix of which muse is the criminal, if not both.
“Your mother would be ashamed of you.”
“C’mon, the cops are stupid, they’ll never catch us.”
“The car’s a piece of junk anyway, they’re not gonna miss it.”
“Carry on the way you’re going and you’re gonna end up in prison.”
“I’m not that much of a scumbag, I don’t steal from old ladies.”
“One last score, then we’re out of the game, what do you say?”
“I’m only doing this because I need to pay my dealer.”
“Prison? Occupational hazard.”
“They pissed me off, I made sure they won’t be walking for a while, no biggie.”
“So you’re a drug runner or a drug dealer?”
“Prison ain’t too bad, you’ve got a bed and they feed you.”
“I get all tingly when you break into cars like that.”
“I do it for the thrill – and to fund my drug habit.”
“Did you kill him/her?”
“I never meant to hurt anyone!”
“I needed the money, what else could I do.”
“We grew up around criminals, of course we became them.”
“What kind of example are you setting for your kids?”
“I grew up, you probably should too.”
“He had it coming.”
“I just gave him his final warning.”
“I’m calling the cops!”
“I’m passionate about two things, bank robbery and you.”
“I’m a street rat, but I’m good at it.”
“Dealing in an alley, classy as ever.”
“If you don’t have my money, you know I’m going to have to teach you a lesson.”
“Bonny and Clyde made this look so much more glamorous.”
“One day we’ll be rich and we won’t have to do this anymore.”
“That’s not your wallet is it?”
“So I got in a fight, they owed me money.”
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