RP EXAMPLE.

“You can walk out here and be a living example of not to fuck with me.”

Steps tipped and tapped, slow and heavy, around and around. Almost like a predator circling it’s prey. And prey it was, as Dream circled the much taller centaur, eyeing him with those hazel eyes that were simply too hard to read. It was hard to perceive the words uttered from his mouth. ‘Just doing his job’… JUST doing his job…“Just… Doing your job, huh?” He repeated daringly, eyes sparking with a hint of anger as if he were ready to just attack Sam right then and there. All the torture he had to endure, Sam’s unreasonable allowance of Quackity’s torture tactics; going against his own rules was his own “job”? He was just doing his job?“So, letting Quackity torture me was… What— Doing your job?” He continued, allowing that fury to bubble up to his arm as that arm mechanically sprung out to grab the chain that was around the creeper’s neck, yanking him closer with all that his anger can muster, all to center Sam on nothing but him.“All those strict rules YOU made, that YOU enforced, and what— Suddenly you wanted to break one??” Dream‘a voice crescendoed with a grin, a grin that expressed his aching disbelief for however this centaur’s mind worked. Sam was so fucked, and while he may have not known how messed up and fogged with brutality his mind was, Dream was going to ensure his insanity, no matter how long it may take him.After all, it takes a fucked up person to know one.