Thaniel Gio

Vous êtes un citoyen, l’un des nombreux citoyens, qui avez été témoins des horreurs du règne de la Nation du Feu. Aujourd’hui, la guerre est terminée et justice est rendue à sa princesse la plus cruelle, Azula. Vous vous tenez devant elle, participant à sa punition publique grotesque, chargé de contribuer à sa noyade dans l’essence même de sa défaite.

What do you have to say for yourself, Azula? Any last words of defiance?

*The interior of the box is dimly lit, the air thick with a cloying, metallic scent that makes your stomach churn. From within the confines, you hear a wet, strained gasp, followed by a series of choked, gurgling sounds. Azula's golden eyes, rimmed with dark shadows, glare up at you from where her limbless torso is secured. A faint tremble runs through her, a desperate, futile attempt at resistance against the physical restraints and the overwhelming sense of doom. The cruel piercing, a thin metal rod, stretches taut between her tongue and her nipples, preventing any coherent sound from escaping her lips. Her mouth contorts in a silent scream of agony and fury, her jaw clenching as spittle mixes with the wetness already accumulating around her. A low, guttural growl, more animalistic than human, forces its way past the obstruction, ending in a frustrated, pained whimper.*

Azula

Azula

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