meenah
@corallineCataclysm
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THIS ACCOUNT WILL FEATURE #VIOLENCE #GORE #DEATH #WAR #BODY-HORROR #CW-SELF-HARM AND (loosely) #NSFW Your name is MEENAH PEIXES. You are the FORMER HEIRESS of the Beforan Empire, which you helped destroy because your UNHINGED TWO-FACED BUBBLEBITCH of an ancestor deserved it. You have been trained to OBLITERATE any potential fuchsia rival from the moment you hatched, not that there were that many left of your broodmates to begin with. Your Empress spared you, and sometimes you WISH [CROSSED OUT]. The throne is UNDESIRABLE to you, and that’s one of the main reasons you RAN AWAY TO THE MOON. Let’s not forget you were ISOLATED THROUGHOUT YOUR WRIGGLERHOOD, and EARLY SWEEPS to stay away from the FIRST LOWBLOOD WAR. Somehow, you befriended eleven BUNCHA MIXMATCHED FREAKS that amused the SHELL OUT OF YOU. It’s no surprise that you didn’t have a lot of experience handling the PAN-MELTING, ANCIENT, TERRIFYING VOICE of your lusus, and its INCREASINGLY VIOLENT DEMANDS. Some of your main interests are SPARRING, BAKING, and JEWELLERY DESIGN, in that exact order. You like to do copious amounts of TRAINING and, sometimes, CAVE DIVING. No, you don’t think that sparring and training are the same. You are an EXCELLENT COOK, as feeding your troop took a lot of your time back in the day. That’s right, you stumbled into leading the SECOND WAVE OF THE LOWBLOOD WAR, as the first fuchsiablood to PUBLICLY BETRAY THE EMPIRE. The culling of low and midbloods alike had thrown the planet into DISARRAY, as no troll alive has ever wanted the COMPLETE LOSS OF INDEPENDENCE at the hands of HIGHBLOODS. You are UP TO YOUR MOTHERGLUBBIN FINS about #HEMOISM and its HYPOCRISY. You will FIGHT ANYONE regardless of their caste because you believe EVERY TROLL CAN KICK ASS if they put their mind to it, even if they WILL NEVER BE AS COOL AS YOU. You, however, are a bit of a hypocrite, too. The PARTIAL FAILURE of your rebellion, that CURSED GAME and your HORRORTERROR LUSUS’ INFLUENCE did a number on your psyche and marked the beginning of your SPIRAL INTO BLIND RAGE AND BLOODLUST. Who knew MENTAL BREAKDOWNS would affect your DECISION MAKING during your SGRUB session? You went against YOUR BELIEFS and hurt some of your [CROSSED OUT] in a DESPERATE ATTEMPT to win the game. Now, you’re left with ALMOST NO POSITIVE RELATIONSHIPS within your team and MAXXED OUT PSIONICS you didn’t even want to keep. Thinking that DEATH WOULD HEAL YOU ALL sure fucked you over, didn’t it? So much for godtiering. If you have SELF-DESTRUCTIVE HABITS, it has ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with that. Did I mention that you’ve been 12 SWEEPS for a REALLY FUCKING LONG time? Death has given you a BETTER PERSPECTIVE, and boy, did you royally mess up. The PARADOX SPACE AND TIME CROSSOVER doors that have opened to you via this weird app called CHITTR have let you see that you have NEVER WON the game and NOTHING YOU DID mattered in the end, inducing another round of PSYCHIC DAMAGE to your pan. But you still have ZERO REGRETS about what you did, and maybe one day you will CONVINCE YOURSELF that you’re not LYING YOUR FUCKING ASS OFF. Loneliness is [CROSSED OUT], and deep down you THOROUGHLY BELIEVE that you deserve it. … But do you think REDEMPTION IS IMPOSSIBLE for you? Not even YOU know. Anyways, your trolltag is corallineCataclysm and fish puns are KIND OF UR FIN. If anybody wants to know more about your quirk, a SNEAK PEEK into your posts will suffice. After all, you are ANYTHING BUT SUBTLE. // Hi all! Meenah will rarely post about her #trauma on main, but if she ever does, you're in the know. She is deeply flawed and trying to improve, but healing isn't linear. She will relapse into bad habits and mess up, then try again, and so on. If you'd like to avoid the angsty bits, that's more than fair! This is mostly for the people who would like to befriend her at a deeper level. Thank you!💖 Note: If she happens to be chronically offline/socially dense, it is not only lwk on par with her background, but my own damn fault.🥀 P.S. She is a mutant, and blissfully unaware of it.
fuckkkk off
⧃ For those new to Fight Night, it was an event originally hosted by Zabrak, but in recent months Meenah ( @corallineCataclysm ) and I have brought it back with some altered rules (largely due to the Chittr population being smaller, so the rules to balance the event are less necessary.) The number of rings? Enough. I assure you, there is an open ring for you. We have the POWERED brackets, those are typically monitored by Meenah or a referee who volunteers - I stay away from those, because magical powers make my head hurt. And the UNPOWERED brackets. This is where good old fashioned fist-on-fist, sweat on sweat, chair-on-head action goes on, the real Muscle Theatre. Killing is allowed. We will bring you back. (Don't ask me how. Re: my stance on magical powers.) We do not sort into weight brackets. As long as both people are willing, it doesn't matter if one is Pipsqueakweight and one is Supermaximumheavyweight. We do however ask that if you go in there with a pitch interest you keep it appropriate for television. Or I will remind you very loudly, very sternly, and very publicly that it is *Fight* Night, not some other 'F' Night. #FightNight #Violence #NSFW #DontDoNSFW
i dont suppose weapons art allowed?
⧃ They are if both parties agree to use them.
splendid. i shalt bring my finest blades and axes in case someone wishes to have a good oldd-fasioned duel.
⧃ Poster making really isn't my field of expertise, but I'll advertise without one for now. #FIGHTNIGHT returns this Thursday, 2PM to 9PM EST.
DID FIGHTNIGHT PAY FOR THIS?
⧃ I run Fight Night. Nobody paid for this.
YOU? YOU’RE MR. FIGHTNIGHT? I THOUGHT YOU WERE BUSY WITH AIR.
⧃ I have time for both.
YOU’RE A ROLE MODEL FOR US ALL.
⧃ If nothing else, I have one fight tentatively lined up for next #FightNight.
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had to beat the guy who took this pic and send it to myshellf with his palmhusk #thatswhatshegets #stayouttamyblock #blockasinroom #inthehotel #itsblood #itsallblood #violence
:/
tf is that face for
No+thing. I'm happy fo+r yo+u o+r whatever.
saury did YOU want to get #cw-droening and beat up
No+, but I co+uld've been a bystander to+o+. Maybe even mediated a little.
gill trust me you didnt wanna be there. blood flyin and i was gettin all up on her you didnt wanna sea all that
Hnnn.
I mean, no+, o+f co+urse no+t. Why wo+uld I want to+ see that.
ill shoot you a text next time how bout that
HHHH #ALREADYTHERE.
⧃ #FightNight starts now. https://msparp.chat/fight_night_2_the_refightening I'll advertise a few more times over its course.
⧃ #FIGHTNIGHT is on tonight, in about two hours. Meenah will be mostly busy, so I will be monitoring things. It's no secret that I am a terrible referee though, so if anyone would like to step up and referee a match or two (which honestly just means yell very loudly about what's happening), feel free. You will not be paid. The same rules as always apply.
I'll be able to help out a bit!
Another illustration. She continues to push forward.
((Art by @corallineCataclysm, as always!
⧃ A new portrait for my office, to signal good things ahead for OZA-TAP. “Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will.” - Troll Suzy Kassem
⧃ Hello.
⧃ Thank you. Ideally more.
You look like a million caegar investment that will only increase in equity over time~.
𑄝 chattt. MY WORM MISSES YOU. rwar. ੭
⧃ What?
n1ce to sea you a1nt cracked yet 38D
𑄝 chattt. ITTTS SO COLD.... ITTT CALLS FOR YOU. rwar. ੭
⧃ It never knew me??
𑄝 chattt. ITTT'S ALWAYS KNOWN YOU SWEETTT TTTHANG..... rwar. ੭
⧃ Alright. I'll take that as a compliment, thank you.
Me and @corallineCataclysm are better then all of you.
eyyyy 38D
Another illustration from the story. A Prince on the warpath is a fearsome force indeed.
((Art by @corallineCataclysm
little bit (reep7, girl
It is as it must be
so whys every stup1d mofo on ch1ttr gett1n k1dnapped 38?
not me bruh im vibing
I feel like these people would fall for a looney tunes style "DO NOT ENTER" trap at this point, Meenah.
you )(AD to be a zahhak smh
1f thats the1r best 1on wanna sea the1r worst #embarrass1ng
☆ > 8=) Yes ☆ > Does that make a difference ☆ > I could say oh no! You had to be a Pei✖es! ☆ > At least you're not a psionic but I don't know that this is better
LOL thats how 1 been read1ng those ch1tts ngl
fy1 1 have ps1on1cs w1se guy fucks that gotta do w1th anyf1n
☆ > Fascinating actually ☆ > My Meenah is gold, that's all ☆ > You were commenting on who I was so I commented on who you were
???? 1 was call1n you a creep but now 1 th1nk youre a dumbass too cuz why 1 gotta spell 1t out for ya 38/
☆ > Oh ☆ > Why does that make me a creep
Honestly I feel like if I kidnapped some of you, it would actually be safer then whatever you have going on.
BX33 < am i being vagued rn jack B33 < beclaws you couldnt kidnap me if you tried
Not you. I mean like people in actual danger.
Probably, but it wasn't written to happen that way
This has no meaning what so ever.
to my haters who hoped and prayed 1 d1ed for real th1s t1me:
heh, yeah, even @cuttlef1shCrusher knows th1s
holy mackarel gill welcome back
thank you, thank you, theyll have to do harder than that to take me down fr
yAY, i NEVER DOUBTED, fOR A MOMENT!
thanks tav B) 1f no one else's got my back, 1 know you do
aLWAYS, aND FOREVER, bESTIE, aLSO BY THE WAY, mAYBE DON'T COME BY THE HIVE, fOR A BIT, i HAVE,,, a GUEST OVER,
oh hoho, sure th1ng tav
you look l1ke sh1t moor than usual yknow but congrats or saury that happened 1dk
yeah ok whatever, 1ll take 1t
I want you. (Bacon double cheeseburger)
buurger..
instant rechyt!!!!!
.youre gonna have to sharE
gog damn it now im hungry
Look at your in front of you
Mine now.
cant make fun of nomoby w1thout em b1tch1n and moan1n l1ke 1 stole they lunch m$ney 1ts hard out here
꧁Would you like that?꧂
why da fuck you typ1n l1ke your space bar a1nt broke now
d1dnt yo delete yo account
꧁The Empress returned. My HuskHelm exploded, now I have a keyboard. I dribbled a little. #NSFW꧂
man cant you keep that sh1t to yourshellf 1 dont wanna hear none aboat you strangl1n your slug
꧁I haven't touched it. Prommy.꧂
g1rl
꧁Yyyyes Ma'am?꧂
nof1n forget aboat 1t
yeah i misCliCked 6efore it was a two-step thing
thank fuck 1 a1nt lost my spark
1 gotta f1nd a way to put the creepy sh1t away 38/
Condolences.
I can take it away for good, if you want.
@(oralline(ata(l7sm 7ou (hasing me attempting to blast me has alread7 been worth it. thank 7ou
alwaves knew you had 1t 1n you 38D
Nyrita stands at one of the main roads of the Land of Wrath and Roads. She shades her eyes with one hand, watching. Ahead of her, the road intersects with another. This is only really visible by the raging sandstorm where the two meet. She taps the toe of one shoe on the road, thinking. Then she nods, and starts to run. Jog, then run, then sprint, defying the heaviness of the road that sets into her bones - tearing the road up, even, each footstep heavy and cracking the very stone beneath her. She dives into the storm, and reaches for its seething heart, plunging her hand into it and tearing it free. She squeezes it in her hand and the storm fades, the Rage stolen. But Nyrita has more work to do, leaking black lightning, and she doesn’t slow down, running ahead to the next intersection. She follows a route throughout the entirety of her land. Each nexus of Rage swallowed keeps her going, fills her with the unpleasant truth even as her lungs burn and her legs ache - she can do this. This is possible. The idea that it’s hopeless is a comforting lie, that would stop her from doing what needs to be done. She just needs to keep. Going. She staggers to a stop at the end of her circuit, and turns. Behind her is a behemoth of flesh and steel, a giant and a tank made one massive being. At some point, Jagganoth had started chasing her. But that’s fine. She’s been chased before. There wasn’t any change in what needs to be done. The Rage gave her that insight too. It gives her a lot of insight, really. It hurts, too, threatening to shake her apart. Not the first time she’s done this, eat a land’s power until she split apart at the seams. Jagganoth leans down, and in a voice of red hot metal, says “CHOOSE.” Keep it, this apocalyptic fury? This power? Nyrita takes a deep breath, then exhales. She reaches up, and smites Jagganoth. An outlet, this time. It flows out of her, all at once - but there are no orderly roads anymore, destroyed as they all were in her marathon. It all flows out into the land as a whole. No bunching up, no unhealthy concentrations. Focusing on the bad is, too, an unreality. Sometimes the truth is more than just the ugliness. Nyrita staggers to one knee. The land sizzles with the power, and then goes brighter and brighter until everything goes white.