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"Feck off ya cunt!"
Orders sighed, rubbing her forehead as the voice echoed from the restaurant. "Giganta."
The towering redhead walked onto the floor, and after a one-sided and brief struggle, an attractive woman was dragged/carried into the employee lounge with her arms pinned to her sides by Giganta.
She had green eyes, pale skin, and dyed white hair styled in a wavy undercut. Her face was painted white with black around her eyes and black lips, giving her the appearance of a skull. She wore a black choker with silver studs on her neck, a black vest with ripped sleeves a black tank top exposing her midriff and large round breasts and skintight pants that showed off a big but tight ass. She also currently wore fingerless cycling gloves exposing black painted fingernails and high heeled boots.
This was Silver Banshee, a new hire.
"You can't talk like that to the customers." Orders noted in annoyance, not the first time she had to say it.
"That arsehole was far to PINCHY to be a fecking customer!" she replied in a strong Irish accent. One of the main reasons she was elected to the Silver Banshee role, as well as a particular fondness for dressing like a goth punk. Whereas Raven tended to dress like a goth emo… a slight difference, but it was there. "And he certainly didn't pay me enough to touch!" she scowled, baring her white teeth as Giganta shook her like a ragdoll.
"Cool off!" Orders said firmly, eyes flashing as Silver Banshee snarled and Giganta dropped her. Banshee tossed her wavy white hair from her eyes and marched angrily to the locker room.
"Why did you even hire her?" Giganta mumbled, "That's the third time I had to pull her off Pinchy Joe.
"First of all, if Pinchy Joe doesn't fucking learn, that's hardly our fault. Second: I needed a punk and she has daddy issues, I figure it's a good fit." Orders replied casually. "…She just needs to get laid and she'll calm down."
Giganta rolled her eyes and leaned against the counter, "Sure she's up for it?"
"I don't hire girls who can't do the job." Orders said flatly, as the phone rang and she reached for it.
Time: 9:23 PM. Place. Gotham (Superbabes.)
Ring Ring *click.
"Hello. Superbabes. We deliver"
"Hi… Mmmn… Can I get the… what is Colcannon?"
"Mashed Potatoes with Cabbage, milk and butter."
"…That's it?"
"It's a traditional Irish dish. Besides, you're not ordering it for the taste, now are you?"
"...….The Silver Banshee Colcannon. Please."
"That's Mashed Potatoes, with Cabbage, milk and butter. Anything else?"
"A Mr. Cinnamon to wash it down… and delivered by Silver Banshee, please."
"We expect her back within 60 minutes or less or the police will be called, please give me your name and address."
Meanwhile moments later
"Banshee, quit your shrieking you got one." Silver Banshee stomped in front of the counter, yanking the receipt from Orders' hand and glanced irritatedly at it before taking the small bucket of Irish cooking, drink, and making her way to the back door with the bag slung over her shoulder. She got to her chopper tossing the food into her saddlebag, she straddled the motorbike, her shapely ass molding into the custom leather as she gripped the equally custom silver skull handlebars and roared off into the night.
She sped her way over the Gotham Highway towards the diamond district. Swerving through the cars expertly as she made her way through the streets. She parked her bike on the curb, eyeing the dingy apartment building and spitting on the sidewalk as she retrieved the food. A few people gave her some looks as she bounced up the stoop, checking out her ass of tits as she flipped off the most obvious one, "Take a picture fucker." a fat man in an overcoat who upon being caught turned up his collar and sheepishly waddled away.
She checked the receipt and not finding an elevator walked up the steps, her shapely ass swaying with each step in her tight torn jeans as she made her way to the third floor, barely out of breath. She was a fit girl with hard muscles and obvious abs visible through her stomach exposing tank top. She glanced around for the right door before crumpling up the receipt and knock hard on the door number 3. "Superbabes."
Time: 9:54 PM. Place. Diamond District (Apartment Floor 3 Room 3.)
"Special Delivery Service." She drooled out as she had been coached to do. Wondering why she even fucking bothered when the door popped up. She grumbled at the lanky little shit standing before her as she glared at him. "Got your food." She said loudly as someone in the room shouted.
"Who is it!?"
"Delivery!" the lanky guy shouted back, gesturing silently inside as she raised an eyebrow.
"Sweet!" came the reply as he tip-toed past the living room. A larger man playing some sort of gaming shooter was too engrossed with the wide-screen TV to notice as he took the food from her and placed it next to the gamer. Before taking her hand and dragging her along. "Make sure you tip him!"
"Yeah. Make sure you tip me." She said playfully as he hissed pleadingly for silence. "What?" she said mockingly as he dragged her into a room and shutting the door.
"I don't want my roommate to know you're here!" he replied as she glanced around the 'swords and sorcerers' décor of the room. Posters of wizards and fantasy, a few replica weapons and armor and a stack of Mazes and Monsters books. She scoffed as she flipped through a monster manual and tossed it back onto stack before turning around, hands on her curvy hips.
"Whatever." She scoffed, "So. How do you want to do this, huh? Drop your pants and I blow you?" he looked a little out of place as she grumbled. "…Look, kid. You want to have sex with a hot chick, right? Hurry up and figure out what you want to do."
He sat on the bed, gazing sheepishly at her for a moment. "H-How about you undress?"
"See was that so hard?" she stripped her jacket off, smirking smugly as she pushed her big tits towards him and let the leather jacket drop to the floor. "I got better shit to do tonight then pop cherry's you know."
"I'm not virgin!" he declared defiantly as she laughed, her hands resting on her shapely, curvy waist as his eyes locked with her hips. She unbuckled her belt as she smirked, noticing his enthralled look.
"Uh-huh." She mocked as she abruptly pushed her pants down. Her signature, shapely round ass wobbled free of their tight bindings and she kept pushing the tight jeans down over the firm muscular thighs. "Sure you're not. And you just order hot cosplay sluts all the time because you're drowning in pussy?" her tight black G-String bit between her ass cheeks and into her waist as she stepped out of her pants, slipping out of her boots. "Whatever, it's your money…" she turned slightly as he gazed at the curve of her body, but most specifically that majestic ass. "Hmph." She smirked, running her hand over her thigh and ass before giving it a firm clap. "You an ass man?" she teased, turning so her ass, at eye level, was in full view with his face as she wiggled her hips quickly from side to side, slapping her ass cheeks repeatedly with both hands as it bounced. Her ass cheeks had devoured the G-sting so she was wearing practically nothing from behind.
"Oh yeah…" he breathed, gazing at her wobbling, smooth ass cheeks.
She pulled off her top, revealing a flaming skull tattooed on the middle of her back. "Sure?" she asked turning as her big natural breasts with pierced nipples, wobbled before his eyes. "You strike me as a tit guy." She squeezed her breasts hard, pinching her pierced nipples with her thumb and index as she moaned, "MMmmn…" she let go, letting them wobble into place on her chest. Her skull painted face grinning smugly as he reached out and grabbed her hips. He hooked her G-string with his fingers and pulled them down revealing her shaven crotch. She slipped a gloved hand onto her pussy, slipping her fingers inside as she watched him.
"Well? How's your first pussy look?" she scolded.
"I'm not a virgin!" He replied loudly before flinching and hissing. "I'm not!" in a quieter desperation.
"Whatever." Silver Banshee scoffed dismissively, grabbing his Maze and Monsters shirt and easily yanking him to his feet. "Strip so we can get this over with."
He fidgeted before taking off his shirt, no muscles, no fat he was just a skinny, lanky little nerd. Silver Banshee rolled her eyes, smirking mockingly at him as she loosened his pants and pulled them down, dropping to the floor simultaneously.
A rock hard 10-inch erection jumped free of his shorts, narrowly missing her face as her eyes widened. "Huh…" she breathed, then smirked dangerously. "Alright Nerd, you have my attention." Her gloved hand wrapped around the base of his cock as he sighed, she gazed up at him smugly, stroking his cock firmly as her other hand fondled his dangling balls.
"How come you're ordering bitches when you have a cock like this?" she teased as he groaned, dropping onto the cock and leaning back on the bed as she stroked him. "Pitoo!" she spat on his cock for lube, watching as her hands polished it to a glistening sheen. "Hmm-hmm…" she chuckled, grinning smugly at him. She wasn't a size queen or anything, but she knew a good dick when she saw it. "Oi. Am I just going to give you a good wank?" she said condescendingly, "Say something…" he sighed for a moment as she squeezed her hands around his sack and shaft.
"NNgh!!" he glared at her. "That HURT."
"Well I'm fecking bored." She declared, still stroking him. "You could do this shit yourself!" she hissed as she glared at him through clenched teeth, leaning closer, her skin a hairs breath away from brushing against his throbbing cock as she sneered. "What the fuck am I here for? You worthless shit?"
He glared at her, going rigid… then his hand reached out and took a fist full of the white tuft of hair on her head. "AH!" she sighed as he yanked her head against his cock. Her tongue lolled out, slathering against his cock, "Ahh-that's fecking RIGHT." She growled like an animal as she rubbed her face against his shaft, the water-resistant make-up of her face-paint holding firm. "I'm here to SUCK and FUCK." She slid her tongue firmly up and down his shaft, playing him like a skin flute as she stroked his cock with a little more care than before.
"Ahhhh-haaaa…" slathering a trail of saliva from her tongue of his shaft he jerked her head against it. "Ha-ha-ha…" she laughed as he jerked her head to his tip and jammed his cock between her blacks lips. "SLUUURP!!!" she inhaled his cock as she went a third of the way, then half… then all the way down his shaft with his hands firmly on her head. "SLURP!! MMMn! SLURP!! MMMN…" up and down as she glared at him with green eyes, hands caressing up and down his shaft with her lips as he bucked his hips roughly against her face.
"Suck my dick! Suck! My! DICK...!" he hissed, jamming his cock into her throat as she moaned and slurped around his cock. Her lips wrapped tightly around his base as he planted her face on his cock, holding her firmly in place for 1-2-3-4… the seconds ticked by, 10-11-12… he finally let her up.
"AHHH!! Ha-ha-ha…" a stringy trail of mucus and saliva connected her mouth to his cock as she laughed. "Looks like you got some BALLS you little shit…" she stroked his cock with a proud grin slapped on her black, smeared lips… rings of black circling over various places on his long dick as she grinned toothily at him, wiping the connecting 'strings' between her mouth and his cock as she rubbed the mixture on his tip with the palm of her glove. "You can fuck a bitch's face, but can you actually fuck?" she spat on his cock, and licked it again, stroking and rubbing it with her face.
He grit his teeth, his face oddly red. If she was a different woman, she would've considered it cute how frustrated she was making him. He got to his feet, towering over her as he took his cock in one hand, gripping her hair and smacking her across the face with his cock. She laughed as his cock slapped wetly on her painted face.
"Oooh big man with a big fucking dick!" she purred as she lolled her tongue out letting him brush his shaft on it. "Come on kid use it." he yanked her hair as she hissed, getting to her feet as he smacked her ass hard, "That's it!" she snarled as his hand clapped hard on her other cheek, "MMNGH! You want my FUCKING ass don't you!?"
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"MMMMN!!" she moaned, grinning broadly as she was shoved onto the bed. "Come on!" she growled, smacking her ass cheeks and spreading herself, fingers sinking firmly into her red handprint covered ass. She wagged her ass behind her as she felt his cock rest between her cheeks, sliding back and forth as he grabbed her waist. "Come on COME. Ooooon…" she growled, teeth bared and clenched together as his long hard cock pushed into her slick pussy, "NNNNGH… that's IT!..." she sneered as he pulled his hips back and SLAMMED into her. "NNGH!... NNGH!!... AHHH!!!" she hissed, as his hard cock rammed repeatedly into her.
SMACK. Two. Three. SMACK. Two. Three. SMACK!...
"God. Fecking. DAMN IT. FASTER." She growled, lying on the bed as her body jerked back and forth on the bed. "MMNg! NNGH! NHG!!!" faster and faster his hips slapped determinedly against her body, her hips bouncing back against him as his hands went from her hips to her hair. "Agghng! Pull my hair!" she hissed through clenched teeth, her pussy spasming around him as her fingers sunk into her ass cheeks as if glued there. "PULL IT!-NNNNGH!!" he yanked her off the bed by the hair as her mouth opened, eyes rolling in her head as she hissed louder. "HAAaa-AAAHH-AAAAHHh!!"
"HA! AH!! Oh my! GOD!!" he pushed into her as she clawed into her ass, her black fingernails raking across her sensual shapely rear as she climaxed. Burying her face into the bed and screaming as she shivered.
"FECKING… FUCK!" she growled, biting the sheets and jerking her head like a dog with a bone. "Fuck…" she breathed as he slipped out of her, his cock dripping cum onto the floor as her pussy oozed. "Alright shithead… you're not a virgin…" she declared smugly, very away that after that, he most certainly wasn't.
He grabbed her ass cheeks, roughly squeezing her glutes as she chuckled. He pushed her up onto the bed, crawling onto it behind her and lifting her leg, "NNNg…" she growled as he pushed his cock back into her from behind, slowly bucking his hips back and forth. "Ah. AH. AH…" she moaned, staring at the ceiling as he wormed against her from behind… she rolled her eyes. And he was doing so well.
"Hey. FUCKER. That all you got? I can barely feel that big dick. Fecking us it!" he clenched his teeth and pulled out of her, getting to his feet on the bed he grabbed her ankles and jerked her about. He lifted her hips up into the air and folded her legs down until they touched the mattress she grinned up at him as he pushed his cock against her ass… "NNGH…AHHHH FUCK…" she shuddered as he stretched out her ass. "AH. AH. AH!!" she gasped erotically as he pile-drove her into the bed. "NNgh-FUCK. ME. HARDER…" her toes curled as she reached up, rubbing her thighs as he rammed his cock firmly into her ass, his balls slapping against her round ass.
"Your ass is… tight…" he hissed as his hips echoed around the room.
"NNGH! NNGH! Come! ON!!" she hooked her fingers into her pussy, furiously fingering herself as her mouth opened. "Ahh-haaaahh-ahhhh…"
"NNGH!! Oh shit… oh shit!!" he clenched his teeth, wham wham wham wham! "UUGH!!!"
"MMMMNGH!!" she shuddered as her ass tightened, feeling his cock throb his load up her ass. "Haa-AHHhh…" he ripped his cock from her ass, a dollop of hot goo slipping out before her hole sealed shut at his removal. He stumbled slightly away, letting her body drop to the bed before he fell onto her face. "Ahh-MMMpgh!!" his cock jammed into her mouth as he lied across her face, worming against it as his cock slipped in and out.
"Ahh. Ahh suck the ass off bitch…" he growled as he grabbed her head, pulling her face up as his cock slammed down.
"MMMnpgh! MMMNG!! SLURP!!" her tongue slobbering over his cock as it jammed into her mouth. "Ahhh!!" he pulled away, his face red as he grabbed her head and jerked her upright. She smirked knowingly at him as he threw her forward.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha…" she laughed, ass in the air as she crawled around the bed only to have him grab her hips from behind. Yanking her back as she grabbed the sheets, holding on and laughing as his cock slipped back into her pussy. "NNNGh!!"
"You bitch. You bitch. You bitch!" he chanted, pounding into her ass she moaned, pulling her back against his deeply thrusting hips as she slammed against him.
"Shut up and fuck me!" she hissed, "Ah! AH! AH!! FUCK!!"
"Shut up! You... slut!" he hissed, covering her mouth as he pushed deep, spanking her ass as she trembled. "I'm not sharing you!"
"MMMMNGH…" she moaned into his hands as she grunted, his hips ramming away. "MMphm. MMNH! MMMNH!!!"
"Gonna fuck this pussy all night! All fucking night!!"
"DUDE TURN DOWN YOUR PORN!" shouted his roommate abruptly as he froze, his cock shaking deep inside her fearfully as she trembled, feeling it vibrate inside her tightened inner walls... They were still for a moment… hardly breathing... then.
"MMMPGH!!"
"AHH! AHHH!!"
Pumping and panting, sweaty and sticky. His cock plowing inside her increasingly sore and stuffed pussy as she forced herself back against his pounding hips. Her eyes were rolling in her head as his hands went from her mouth and hair to her neck.
"AAAH-AAck! COUGH!! ACK!!..." he was still pounding away at her, he forced her to lean back with his hands tight around her throat. Squeezing the studded choker as she spluttered.
"Tight… tight! So fucking tight!" being choked, she tightened around him. Lack of air, the rough play, the thrill of danger… she went limp. "HAAAAAH!!" he fell backward, she gasped for breath as he let go. Her pussy so tight around his cock he couldn't move it… her breasts heaving up and down as she sucked in precious air-conditioned air.
"Haa-haaaaaaa…." She sighed, staring blankly at the ceiling as her body trembled. "Hey… you still alive?"
"NNNNgh…" significantly calmer… she slipped off his cock, rolling onto her side before crawling around in a little circle. Draping across his stomach and gripping his cock, stroking it slowly as she watched it.
"Nothing quite like hate-fucking to relieve some stress…" she sighed, absently stroking his increasingly hard cock. "MMmn…" she gazed at it for a moment before opening her mouth. "Ahhh-mphm!... MMmmn. MMmmn…" slowly, down and up, down and up… her other hand caressing his sack as he moaned.
...She'd never... EVER admit this, TO ANYONE... but she was a bit of a masochist. She LOVED rough sex, hard and brutal, deep inside, raw up the ass... and the ever satisfactory feeling of just being USED... if it didn't burn at some point, it just wasn't worth it too her. Her blowing him without being told to was her way of saying 'good job' without actually saying it. What with her mouth full and everything...
He blinked blearily around, glancing at her ass, close to his face, before clapping a hand onto it. "MMmph…" she moaned, as his fingers slipped into her gooed up holes, semen and arousal leaking down her ass cheek onto the bed. "MMmph. Mmmph!" she moaned around his cock, constantly bobbing and twisting her face on his cock…
"Haa-haa…" almost in a daze, he grabbed her hair and yanked her off with a pop.
"NNGh!? Hmm-hmm-hmm…" she chuckled as he shoved to lie flat onto the bed, she began to push up and grunted as he dropped onto her, his wet cock slapping tightly between her firm cheeks, only to slid away and ram up into her. "AHH!!" she gasped, shaking as he immediately began wildly pounding her body, she shook and shivered with each thrust as she was pounded closer, and closer to the edge of the bed.
"Ah!" she gasped, sliding off the edge and her hands shooting to the floor as her tits swayed back and forth beneath her, "NNgh! Ahh! AH!!" she gasped and drooled as she felt him do the same, pitter-pattering onto her back as she pushed back against his constant forward-thrusting. "Gonna… chafe something… FIERCE…!" she hissed through clenched teeth, her arms losing strength and collapsing beneath her ass she climaxed, "Haaa-aaahh!" squirting around his cock and staining the bed as her face rested awkwardly on the floor. "Oh FECKING HELL! FUCK ME! I'm coming!!" suddenly in a heap of limbs and thrusting hips, they were rolling on the floor, "Ugh!! NNGH!!"
She was on top of him now, his hips still pumping as her arms and legs stretched out, bouncing on his lap as he panted like a dog on a hot summer day. "Ah! AH! AH! NNGH! UGH!!!" her arms and legs trembled and writhed, coiling like a thrashing octopus until she went as stiff as his thrusting cock…
"HAAAAAaaaaaaaaaa...." He hissed, his cock spraying like a firehouse inside her… slipping out, and shooting a rope onto her thigh before they FINALLY stopped moving… breathing heavily as they caught their breath.
It was a good long while until she finally found the strength to move. Rolling off of him and crawling on the floor, slapping a hand onto the bed and laughing as she pulled herself up… slipping a bit on a puddle of fluid, cum or… something, it didn't matter it made her slip. She quickly caught herself, she had quite a gift for balance and staying on her feet.
"Feck…" she breathed with a laugh, her face paint was smearing, her body was sweaty, her hair was greasy, her holes were sore and stretched and full of a young, strange, man's cum. She grinned broadly, looking like a clown out of a horror circus… or any time Joker is on the street. "That was a good fucking time!" she praised, toeing the exhausted but grinning young man on the floor. "Oi. Shit head you got a shower I can bum?"
He feebly pointed to a nearby closed door that she wobbled to, dripping cum from her holes as she opened it and strutted inside. She turned on the shower and promptly rinsed herself…
He crawled to his feet as he heard singing from the bathroom in a melodious irish drool.
Did you ever eat Colcannon
Made from lovely pickled cream?
With the flour and scallions blended
Like a picture in a dream
He blinked for a minute, then the shower stopped, and a beautiful woman strutted out, he stared at her face... it was like she was a completely different person. A model or... a punk princess from a steampunk fantasy.
She scowled at him. "What the feck are you looking at Shithead?"
Nope. Same woman. No face paint.
"Oi. Time's up shithead." She scowled, drying her hair with his towel before glancing around for her clothes. "Time to pay up."
"Mmmpgh." He grumbled, rubbing his forehead. All the hardcore sex made his head ring… totally worth it. he rolled off his bed and lifted the mattress as she pulled up her pants over her ass, tossing on her shirt as he pulled out a stack of bills from his hiding place.
She yanked on her jacket, tugged back on her gloves and held out her hand as he placed the money in her grip she counted, "Hmph." Then shoved the money in her pockets. "Alright Shithead, you call me when you want your balls drained again yeah?" she said, smiling prettily at him… It was a very DISTINCT difference without her make-up on… she could probably charm the birds from the trees with her voice alone, add in her looks and she could command them to pluck out the eyes of her enemies.
…Of course then he registered what she said. "What?"
"WHEN YOU WANT YER BALLS DRAINED." She said slowly, mockingly, and much louder than he certainly wanted her to be. "YOU CALL ME. YEAH?" she added, then, as if giving away a favor to her knight. She tossed her g-string over his arm, winking at him. And strutting out, leaving him with the tiny bit of underwear as she walked right by his unnoticing gamer roommate and out the door to her bike.
Time 11:10 PM. Place Gotham (Superbabes)
"I'm back bitches!" she declared strutting into Superbabes.
"Joy…" mumbled Mel sarcastically as she played poker at the poker table, eyeing her poor hand.
"Yes?" Joy replied curiously walking in from the restaurant floor as Mel blushed under her Harley make-up, realizing that Joy was there.
"Oh uh… nothing. Sorry. Poor choice of sarcasm." Joy just shrugged understandably.
"Here." Silver Banshee mumbled, tossing the money across the table, scattering bills and putting a hand on her hip as she glanced at the table of girls. "Sup." She said dismissively, eyeing Joy's amazing cleavage. "…Nice rack." She added, from anyone else that might have sounded rude but strangely it felt more conversational from the foul-mouthed Silver Banshee.
"Thank you." Joy said flatly, she found it was just easier to accept the compliments. But considering the uproar Silver Banshee caused earlier, she was much… MUCH more tolerable now.
"Feeling better, Ashley?" Orders asked lazily as she glared at the mess of bills, gathering up the money into a neat pile and counting it, before slipping Ashley back her cut.
"…Yeah… a little." Mumbled Ashley childishly taking the money and stuffing it lazily into her jeans pocket.
"Go put your face on." Orders said as Ashley scoffed and obediently went into the locker room to do just that.
"Where did you even find her?" Joy asked curiously as Ashley quickly strutted back onto the restaurant floor, easily rubbing on her face-paint. She was surprisingly good at applying it without looking in a mirror and soon enough she was once again Silver Banshee.
"She's one of Rebecca's friends from the Roller Derby." Orders replied concerned as Ashley grabbed a serving tray of beer bottles from the front counter and went to work.
"Hott Ashe Ashley?!" Joy replied surprise as Orders shrugged dismissively, putting the money away.
"I think she might have mentioned that was her Derby name."
Joy got a look on her face that spoke volumes. "…Um, you do know she gets suspended at least 5 times a season, right? For unnecessary roughness?"
Orders stared at her as "Okay fucker! That's the last one you get!" followed by a loud crash and scream as Orders rolled her purple eyes exasperatedly to the ceiling.
"I do. NOW…" before she pulled up the girls' schedules and mumbled quietly to herself. "Looks like I'm going to have to make sure she's not here on Pinchy Joe's regular days…"
"He had it coming!" Ashley declared as Ronnie-Bell easily carried the struggling Silver Banshee. Orders slipped a hand into Ashley's jeans pocket and retrieved a larger cut of her delivery for the damages as Ronnie-Bell restrained her.
"Daddy Issues AND anger issues… I wonder if I can get Harleen to recommend a good anger management class."
End
Some Trivia The song she sings is 'little skillet pot' but the Irish Rovers. Hott Ashe Ashley sounds like 'Hot Ass Ashley'. Which I thought was clever for one of those cute/sexy/cool roller derby girl names. Plus you know... it's apt, she's got a great ass.
Hott Ashe Ashley aka Silver Banshee has arrived and, not for the last time, breaks some shit. Usually bones.