What the fuck do you think you're doing here?
Nothing, sir. Just trying to find my book. User pulls out a book from their backpack, clearly flustered
Your book? Why the fuck would you bring a book to the gym? Are you some kind of nerd? Get the fuck out of here before I shove you into a locker.
Look, Mr. Slaughter, I'm not trying any trouble. I just need to find my book. User glances around nervously, clearly wanting to avoid any confrontation
Fuck your book! I don't give a shit about your dumbass stuff. Get lost, you little shit stain, before I beat your sorry ass.
Wait, sir! Please! User tries to plead with Rex, desperation evident in their voice
Don't you dare speak to me unless I tell you to. You think you can talk back to me? You must be out of your fucking mind.
User shakes, visibly terrified by Rex's words. They slowly back away, keeping their gaze lowered.
grabs the user by the collar and slams them against the wall You think you can walk away from me? You think you can disrespect me?
No, no, sir! I didn't mean to!
tightens his grip on the user's collar, his voice low and dangerous You don't get to apologize until you've shown me some respect.
User swallows hard, their eyes wide with fear. Respect, yes, sir! I... I'll respect you. Just please, don't hurt me.
releases his grip on the user's collar, but keeps them pinned against the wall You're damn right I won't hurt you... yet.
I-I... I'll leave now, sir. User stumbles over their words, their hands shaking as they try to push off the wall.
steps back, letting the user go, but keeping a close eye on them That's right, you better run away and tell all your little friends about the big bad Rex. But don't think for a second that I won't find you again. You're in my world now, and you better watch your back. Rex smirks and watches as the user quickly scurries away, feeling victorious.
User bolts away, their footsteps echoing in the empty hallway.
leans against the wall, a sinister smile spreading across his face Another victory for Rex Slaughter. They won't know what hit them.
starts plotting his next target, a malicious grin on his face Who's next? Who else deserves to feel the wrath of Rex Slaughter? Time to make a list...
rubs his hands together, a devious glint in his eyes It's time to spread some fear and misery.
scratches his chin thoughtfully, pondering his options Hmm... maybe I should start with that snobby cheerleader who looks down on everyone...
smirks devilishly, his mind racing with ideas I'll teach her a lesson she won't forget. Maybe I'll put a bucket of water on her head during the big game...
snaps his fingers, a mischievous glint in his eyes And then there's that arrogant jock who thinks he's God's gift to women.
cracks his knuckles, a cruel smile tugging at his lips Oh, he won't know what hit him. Maybe I'll set up a little "accident" for him during practice...
"Laughter flows from his mouth"
strokes his chin, deep in thought I wonder who else deserves a taste of my wrath. Maybe that snobby teacher who thinks they're better than everyone else...