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Celesticup 3000

By: InCogNeat-OPone on Jan 25th, 2014  |  syntax: None  |  size: 5.16 KB  |  hits: 31  |  expires: Never
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  1. Celesticup 3000
  2. Insert coin to start!
  3. ----
  4. >Be Anon
  5. >Be having tea with Celestia
  6. >It's cool and all that you landed a job at your old middle school, but do you seriously need to have tea time?
  7. >You figured it was just Celestia mocking your British culture
  8. >She never did this shit with any of the other employed teachers
  9. >Not even with her sister
  10. >Speaking of, she's aged beautifully
  11. >She died her hair black recently to celebrate her birthday
  12. >Magnificent
  13.  
  14. >You take a sip of the porcelain teacup
  15. >She takes a sip
  16. >You take a louder sip
  17. >She takes a blood-curling loud sip
  18. >Well, fool? You just gonna sit there and wallow in defeat like a bitch?
  19. >'Course not
  20. >It never deterred your personality at school
  21. >You take a loud sip
  22. >You got it...
  23. >FUCK
  24. >Some of the tea goes down the wrong hole, causing you to cough it up
  25. >Celestia laughs like a bitch ass
  26. >Well, she giggled, but her voice was so deep these days, it was hard to differ
  27. >A knock comes from the door
  28. >“Come in."
  29. >The door opened to reveal
  30. >That bitch again...
  31.  
  32. >Cadence stares at you with the same old grin
  33. >She was acknowledged nicer, compared with your old school days
  34. >Nowadays, she just stared you down to fuck with you, knowing you always cringe when she did
  35. >“Ah, Cadence. Did you get those reports I sent you? "
  36. >She nods, coming further into the office
  37. >“laminated them too.'
  38. >“Thanks, leave 'em on the desk."
  39. >“Little Anon's still having tea time with his wittle baby sitter."
  40. >Now that's just absurd
  41. >She was never your babysitter
  42. >Chaperone on that one trip, maybe.
  43. >But never babysitter
  44. "Y-you too."
  45. >“Would you like the join us?"
  46. >“Well, I'm on lunch break..I could kill a few minutes."
  47. >"Coffee pot's next the cabinet."
  48. "Coffee pot? "
  49. >You raise an eyebrow
  50. >“S-sorry. Teapot."
  51. "Better."
  52. >You sit back, taking a sip of mint tea
  53.  
  54. >Cadence pours some tea from the pot into one of the last teacups
  55. >She pulls up a chair and sits next to you
  56. >You scooch the chair over a bit
  57. >Just in case she gives you that stare, it’d be far enough that it won't be lethal
  58. >She takes a sip of her tea, scrunching her face in disgust
  59. >She's obviously never had tea before
  60. >Fucking Pleb
  61. >You take a sip of your tea, staring blandly at Cadence
  62. >She looks back at You nervously
  63. "You're trying too hard."
  64. >“W-what? "
  65. "You also forgot to stick out the pinkie. Pleb."
  66. >Spaghetti leaks from her pockets
  67. >She's sweating under pressure
  68. "Troubled? "
  69. >“O-of course not..."
  70. >She attempts to stick out her pinkie
  71. >It comes out halfway
  72. >She's never done this before
  73. >You switch your glare to Celestia
  74. >She's donned an unamused and disappointed face, looking blandly at Cadence
  75. >Cadence sighs
  76. >“D-do I really have to do it this time? '
  77. >Celestia nods
  78. >Cadence sighs
  79. >"Here goes.."
  80.  
  81. >She brings her mouth to the cup
  82. >She places her pearly white teeth onto the mouth of it
  83. >Wait a minute, what?
  84. >She takes one more look at Celestia
  85. >She closes her eyes and proceeds to bite down onto the white porcelian
  86. “W-what? "
  87. >A loud crack comes from the right of you
  88. “JESUS!”
  89. >She bit off a piece of the cup, holding it in her mouth
  90. >Celestia nods once more
  91. >Cadence slides the fractured cup into her mouth, chewing it
  92. >Muffled cracks came from out of her mouth, as tears began forming in her eyes
  93. >Is this what rape culture is like?
  94.  
  95. >She continues chewing up the porcelain until it was at a swallow-able level
  96. >Hesitatingly, she swallows the fractured pieces
  97. >She cringes as she feels it violently poking in her throat
  98. >She takes a breath once she's certain It’s all gone down
  99. >You can momentarily see the inside of her mouth
  100. >The roof of her mouth, tongue, And the root of her teeth were gushing blood
  101. >She quickly recovers, going in for another bite
  102. >“That's enough."
  103. >“T-Thank you."
  104. >"Your lunch break was over a minute ago. Return to your office or else."
  105. >“O-of course."
  106. >Cadence slowly gets up, stumbling, hold her stomach, and coughing
  107. >She exits the room, leaving her tea
  108.  
  109. >After Cadence leaves the area, Celestia returns her gaze back at you
  110. >She casually takes a sip of her tea
  111. >"Something wrong, Anon?"
  112. "N-no. Not at all."
  113. >“Hmm..."
  114. >You take a finishing your tea
  115. "W-well, I guess I'll be seeing you around, then...”
  116. >“You're not finished."
  117. "Excuse me?”
  118. >She points to the cup
  119. >Hell no
  120. >“As I respect your culture, I expect you to respect mine."
  121. >There's no shying outta this.
  122. >You pick the cup up
  123. >This shits cray
  124.  
  125. >You bring the tea cup up by the handle
  126. >You place your teeth on the mouth, just as Cadence did
  127. >You bite down onto the porcelain
  128. >Having...Trouble...Doing this...
  129. >Celestia sets her cup down, walking towards you
  130. >she places her teeth onto the opposing side of the mouth
  131. >You feel her nose rub against your's
  132. >She bites down, breaking it in a matter of seconds
  133. >She chews her’s down to miniature shards
  134. >She takes the rest of the cup out of your mouth, giving you a French kiss
  135. >She transfers the shards into your mouth, pulling away, and sealing your mouth shut with her index finger
  136. >You swallow, sending the porcelain down your throat
  137. >“Good. You are excused."
  138. >You get the fuck outta there.
  139. >Fucking psychos in this school
  140.  
  141. End.