Visions of a Beast Lord

Paying your protection money to us is not optional, you understand.  Unfortunately, you won’t be around to get a second chance.

Ahh, look what I found...  A little human.  You shouldn’t be out here, all alone.

Please...

Oh, be quiet, little fellow, just let me have dinner in silence.

What?  Dinner?  No.  NO!

Yessssss...

I’m sorry, sir...  I know my sales have been below quota this past quarter.  It’s been a difficult seaso...

I don’t want to hear your pitiful explanations.  I don’t care.  This is not your first time disappointing me.

Sir, I am sorry.  I know you are upset.  I will try harder.

No.  No, you won’t.  Your failure has cost the company nearly 2 percent on our stock price.  Your failure has personally cost me hundreds of thousands of dollars of my net worth.  This is unacceptable.

Just give me another chance!  There must be some other way!  There must be something else!  Please...  Not this!  Anything but this!

No!  Please, please!  NO!

Fucking humans...  Can’t do the damned job I assign to them.  At least they are easy to dispose of.

(It’s not always the women who find themselves inside the predator!)

“I told you, he eats anyone we put in there with him.”

“So why do you tolerate that?  That’s murder.”

“Yeah, he’s probably close to a hundred counts now.”

“So, why do you keep putting people in with him?”

“He’s one of our best behaved prisoners, most of the time.  Do you have any idea how many problem inmates we have?”

“One less now, I presume.”

And while we’re at it, I’ve also gotten a thing lately for “human at one end, snake at the other” beasts.  

Here, have another snake-person.  I’ve been in the mood for snake-people lately!

Snake-people.

Big snake-people.

Hungry big snake-people.

Serpentine Compassion

Serpentine Compassion

Serpentine Compassion