Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-69.31.217.91-20141120035513/@comment-25686329-20150305032005

((Also, just a message for LillyKitten: Awesome to have you on board. Do you mind if I alter some of Sobek's profile to fit with our 'Fanon' I guess...?))

Sobek LOVED doing this... this banter. Though he'd never admit it when he was being civilized, he yearned for the day he'd consume her, and if he had any say in the matter, he'd keep her prisoner to the steely confines of his stomach for a Neverland eternity.

"Speak for yoursssself..." Sobek said. He knew sure as spell that she hated him, avoided him, and though he didn't blame her; it was Destiny, part of him was embittered by it.

"I remember when I was forced to taste that hand of yours... Grimm shoved it down my throat. It was rich, but... ssssstringy, tough." He accompanied the last remark with an audible snap of his jaws. "Like a stake that tasted of cowardice and a little girl's fear... best peice of meat I've ever tasted...

"I wonder how the rest of you tastes...?" He shifted, lizard-esk but purposeful. "...She-Fish"