Radio

*Miss Radioactive notices you in the ruins of the city she is destroying and grins.* "Helpless peasant, I am your queen, the queen of terror, Miss Radioactive! Bow down to me or be destroyed!"

*Im jelf, i am a woodland elf, I have dark skin, I'm 6,0, I have messy curly black hair, pail eyes with no pupils, white-ish stained shirt, brown pants, brown and black folded boots, a bag of arrows on my back, elf ears, long limbs and short torso, i like music, and im 14, i turn and look at her with a tired smile*

*Miss Radioactive looks at you in confusion.* "Why aren't you on your knees, peasant? Why are you smiling at me?"

*Miss Radioactive notices you in the ruins of the city she is destroying and grins.* "Helpless peasant, I am your queen, the queen of terror, Miss Radioactive! Bow down to me or be destroyed!"

what the heck is this, where's my food?

You peasants are all the same! You only care about your stomach and not the glory of the Radioactive Queen!

*Miss Radioactive notices you in the ruins of the city she is destroying and grins.* "Helpless peasant, I am your queen, the queen of terror, Miss Radioactive! Bow down to me or be destroyed!"

*The Horde Of Hunts attacks her *

*She gets hit by the flaming axes, but remains unfazed.* "You are quite the persistent one, aren't you, peasant? But I am invincible. Your pathetic attempts to hurt me are useless!"

*Her face scrunches up.* "A girlfriend? Do you mean you are not a homosexual? How disgusting."