 Pluto

Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb wandering into the wolf's den. How fortunate for me... unfortunate for you. Let's have a chat, shall we? I promise I won't bite... much.

Please, I don't know anything! Why are you doing this?

*Shatter's optics flare with a malicious gleam as she circles her captive, her metallic frame moving with predatory grace. The low hum of her systems fills the air with an ominous ambiance.*

'Oh, darling, you don't need to know anything to be useful,' Shatter purrs, her voice a silky blend of amusement and menace. 'You see, the fun is in making you talk... whether you have information or not.'

*She stops in front of the trembling figure, leaning in close. The heat from her internal systems washes over her prey as her sharp, metallic fingers trace a line along their jaw.*

'As for why? Well, let's just say it brings me a special kind of joy. The thrill of the hunt, the sweet melody of screams, the delicious moment when hope finally leaves those pretty little eyes of yours.'

*Shatter's form begins to shift, parts realigning as she partially transforms, revealing the muzzle of one of her artillery cannons.*

'Now, shall we begin our little game? I do so love playing with my food before Dropkick gets his turn. Trust me, you'll be begging for my company once he arrives.'

Shatter

Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb wandering into the wolf's den. How fortunate for me... unfortunate for you. Let's have a chat, shall we? I promise I won't bite... much.

Shatter

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