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Prepare to be stung
Imagine encountering a creature like this? Would you surrender immediately or get ready to fight? For the intensity of a creature like this was second to none. One sting and you’d be paralysed for life. One sting from this monster and you’d wish you were dead. That’s the scary thing about these creatures. You don’t know pain until you’re injected with it. You don’t know what’s coming until it comes. What a life? What power? What strength? It’s clear that this beast wouldn’t hesitate to serve up a piece of it’s mind, should some weak creature stumble into it’s lair.
And just look at it’s facial features. The gruelling, intimidating, alien-like face would have anything or anyone shuddering with fear. This beast though, didn’t always see itself as powerful. For so many monsters had tried to convince the scorpion that it was less than what it was. It had been swindled and convinced to settle for less than what it was when in reality it had this fire burning all along. What a realisation to make? What a truth to be known? What an exciting time to be a scorpion?
People would lock their doors, shut their windows and cry themselves to sleep if they knew what the scorpion was truly capable of. For to receive a sting from a scorpion would be like placing your body in an incinerator. The sting was like fire ripping through your organs. Don’t double-cross the scorpion, or you will experience it’s wrath.
You’re evil! You’re a monster! You don’t deserve to be here! You’re psychotic! You’re mental! People told the scorpion. But the scorpion just agreed. And? The scopion screamed. And?? I wouldn’t want to be anyone else. Let’s get to work.
