Primary brands Keiko

{if Georgina's Tier = 2} Georgina raised both hands and stepped back towards her own gate, smiling awkwardly and waving to the crowd, though only questionably enjoying herself, as {endif}Primary made her way over to Keiko, who was still clad in her T1 judgment gear. "I'll help you out of those, cutie," she chuckled, raising her magical torch into the air and giving it a slow spin. Keiko recoiled in anger as the little clothing she was still wearing burned up painlessly, leaving her completely nude. Primary licked her dark lips, looking your naked priestess over from head to toe. "My my... I don't hang around with the Japanese enough. There is a certain charm to your coloration that I've missed. It's a shame that you're all forced to live on the other side of the planet..." she mused quietly, running one finger down her muscular jaw to her collarbone as she put on a teasing smile.

"Forced...?! What happened to your talk of democracy for all?! I thought Georgina said the Japanese people had been integrated into your society!?" Keiko snapped back, looking furious and indignant.

"Hm hm, well, Georgina's much easier to work with if she believes little white lies like that. The truth of the matter is... a certain amount of ethnic redistribution was necessary to accomplish the great goal we call Super-merica. It's a lot easier to maintain order if you have only like-minded individuals doing the voting... understand?" Primary whispered with a fearsome grin, seeming to take sadistic delight in breaking the truth to Keiko. "Oh... Don't worry. My faith will grow even stronger once you're branded. And once you're branded... maybe I'll even open my heavenly borders to let a few more of those poor Japanese people into the great state of Super-merica! It's awfully cold near the Antarctic circle!"

"Monster!" Keiko spat at Primary's feet.

The goddess frowned. She didn't like that. With a swipe of her arm, Primary reduced the burning head of her torch to a glowing ring instead... Inside was one of her symbols, the golden star. "Let's see if you can keep that proud face on when you're branded, <little girl>," the black goddess sneered. She wasn't allowed to touch Keiko, so she simply flew through the air around her... then reached out, tattooing the star large onto an easy, broad spot: the broad of her back, between the shoulders. Keiko shrieked and tried to step forward, her face turning red with the ecstasy of the goddess' brand, but it was no use... Primary followed after her, keeping the stamp pressed to her back until it was fully embedded. At some point, Keiko pissed herself and her legs gave out... she found herself collapsed to her knees, holding her face to hide her indignation as her knees twitched.

"There! That's a much better look for you! Super-merica's Statue of Liberty should stand and you Japanese like to bow, riiiight? Ha ha ha hahahaha!" the, frankly, evil goddess cackled, holding her torch into the air and relighting it. "Now go! Scurry! Out of my sight...! If you're lucky, I just may find you and play with you again later...!" she finished in a whisper, threatening the unallowable by Monopoly's rules.

Crap... You didn't know how much you could do... But as you watched Keiko run from the arena into the back area, you felt you should at least go and make sure she was safe...

((Sin +3))

((Faith -3))

((Primary's Tattoo received))