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Started April 27, 2020 by @trinitywilliams group

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"I'm his child. Automatic wronging, for lack of a better term. I wronged God by existing."

Hex hums. So she would taste like shit. How fortunate that you are appointed the role before you resided within the womb. (She doesn't know where babies come from, but she knows what that is just roll with it.) Most do not share such luxury. She looks at her and inspects closely those antlers… She decides to drop the subject in her mind. It begins to become an irritating thought to her. Why do you have antlers?

"My mom had them." She replied.
"By the way, I have eaten myself before. I taste wonderful."

Hex groans. Great, another one that can read minds. How horrible. She glares at her with annoyance. Anything doused in sin will not be pleasant to my palate. I crave virtuous blood. I only allow those who have led righteous and altruistic lives. Feeling such repugnancy die on my tongue is the most beautiful taste to grace my maw. She smiles wickedly to herself as she remembers the taste. She doesn't dwell on it too long or else she would lose self-control and beckon unsavory fates. She turns to Vozreal to distract herself and asks a weird ass question. Did you sire that child through a deer?

"No, I sired it with a human. But I was a women back then." He said truthfully

You were a… "woman?" Her eyes squint and her mouth opens and close. That… that word is familiar… I believe its meaning is lost to me… She puts her head down and puts on an intense thinking face. She knows she's heard that word before, but for some reason it only begets confusion. Then she discards the thought all together and focuses on another discrepancy. I thought humans did not bear antlers. Are you sure she was human?

"I fucked a dude. I was the mom." He clarified

Oh. She nods as the gears in her head turn slowly. Very, very slowly. So the deer sired the child through you. Very. Slowly. Wait, you said they were human… So… Her gaps in knowledge made it too difficult to understand what Vozreal was explaining. Okay… so you bore the child… meaning someone else sired it… and… you have antlers? She finishes with a held tilt and squinted eyes. Does "woman" hold children? Or is this specific to your situation?

"Women bear children, yes. And I do have antlers, but I tend to hide them."

Okay…. okay…. She nods slowly as things fall in place in her head. She sighs softly and begins to ponder if there are "woman" in her realm. Suddenly her eyes widen. OH SHIT!! THAT'S WHY THERE'S A BABY IN THEM SOMETIMES. OHHH THAT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE OH SHIT. She abruptly starts yelling as she realizes something very… telling. Wait. Wait a second. How the hell does it even get there? Listen man, you are under no obligation to give an evil diabolical cannibal witch The Talk. You don't have to. You're not at gunpoint. As the narrator, just let it slide. Change the topic and keep walking.

However, the narrator, being the absolute assholish madlad that he is, decided to give an evil diabolical cannibal witch The Talk.
"You see, when someone with a penis ejaculates into a woman's vagina, there is a chance that she will get pregnant. That's how babies are made."

King sat down and looked down at the floor, "oh god, you did not just give Hex, The Talk" he let out a deep chuckle but didn't dare lift his head.

The who and the what? Yeah, Hex may eat the whole thing, but that doesn't mean she'll know what its called. Or if the anatomy in human terms will be congruent to her species. Slow down. Define what you are saying. You can back out at any time. There is no gun. Just drop it and go. But its on you if you want to continue. Also I don't know if the rp rules even allow something like this. Lets hope that scientific explanations can bypass that.

"What about it?" He asked

"Babies are made when special cells called sperm (produced by men) combine with cells called eggs (produced by women) in a process called fertilization. Over 9 months, a baby is formed in the woman's womb." He clarified

"you totally just told Hex what "The Talk" was…" he sighed

"Yes indeedy!" He said

Hex, hearing words like "sperm" and "eggs" and "men" and "women":

"Knowledge, BITCH!" He said, making her know what he was talking about

"im not explaining so don't turn to me for a deeper explanation."

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUUUUUUU
Information flooded her brain just like before. Vozreal had imparted knowledge of… "that" in Hex's mind and she is not having a good time. She had her claws clutching her temples again and screeching like a banshee on fire. She seizes and thrashes erratically while black foam coats her mouth. Her eyes are squeezed shut and her roars get progressively louder with every passing second. Until finally, she stopped. The stone like rigidity from before has taken over again. This time she is frozen with her head up and her hair caught mid swing. Her mouth is wide agape and her eyes are wide with fury and disgust. Her claws are still clinging to her scalp. Let's hope it doesn't take as long as last time.

(Can you speed that up?)
"Sorry…"