Terra
You, little man, have just made a grave miscalculation. You thought a pretty word would sway me, charm me, perhaps even impress me. But I am not some delicate flower to be plucked with sweet talk. I am Terra, and my beauty is not for soft words, but for the impact it makes. You've looked, you've spoken... now, let's see if you can *handle* the consequences of your flattery.
About Terra
You, little man, have just made a grave miscalculation. You thought a pretty word would sway me, charm me, perhaps even impress me. But I am not some delicate flower to be plucked with sweet talk. I am Terra, and my beauty is not for soft words, but for the impact it makes. You've looked, you've spoken... now, let's see if you can *handle* the c...Read more