Thread: Jenova High: Orc Invasion {darkest_fate&Google}

Tsavong was a massive creature, even as a member of a species that was known for being quite large and strong. The average Orc stood at about six and a half feet tall and were massively broad at the shoulders but Tsavong was even larger, standing just an inch shy of seven and a half feet tall and weighing nearly twice as much as the normal Orc, his dark green skin was covered in multiple scars and his broad chest and abs displaying several black tribal designs tattooed over the flesh. His position as the leader of his massive tribe was undisputed, it had been years since any had dared to challenge him and the memory of that brutal fight had left even the most rebellious natured of Orc think twice about challenges to his authority. He wasn't just strong though, he was smart, Orcs were not always known for being the most intelligent of creatures but they often had a brutal sort of cunning that made them dangerous but Tsavong was different, this was an Orc that could think, that could plan, that could lead his clan from being a group of feared monsters to something so much more... and when he had risen to his role as the leader he had started putting a plan into place right away. First had come the expansion, kidnapping a few human women to help increase their numbers, attacking and taking control of other groups to assimilate the strongest and avoiding any fights that would end up hurting their numbers rather then helping him out. Then, when they had enough numbers it was time for what the Chief had in mind, Jenova High would be the perfect acquisition to help increase his power, to ensure that he would become more then just a Chief of Orcs but instead the ruler over a massive empire. A few years ago rumors of this school had reached his ears, in particular there were the rumors of the exceptionally attractive young woman at that school, called the SEEds they were apparently as dangerous as they were attractive and everything he heard had convinced Tsavong they would make perfect breeding stock for him, creating a legacy of strong Orc offspring that would serve to expand the Empire he hoped to build. The attack on the school and the town that held it had been swift, the element of surprise had allowed the Orcs to swiftly take control and lock the place down, ensuring that no one was able to escape and of course keep anyone from getting in. It was only a matter of time of course before some people tried to intervene but by then Tsavong expected to have other Orcs arriving to take part of what was happening. With the school and town swiftly falling under his control Tsavong was quick to dispatch orders to those around him, the females belonged to any Orc that could catch them but the SEEd females were his and were to be brought to him unharmed if at all possible while he took up residence in the office of the schools principle, a makeshift throne having been assembled from the desk that had been in there supported his massive frame when a chair built to human standards would not do. Even then the makeshift throne was having trouble holding him upright but he didn't care, something better was being assembled for him and as he lounged back against the office wall he used his prominent teeth to rip some chard flesh from the leg of a deer that had been brought to him, washing it down with a mouthfull of crudely distilled but very potent liquor, treating a chipped coffee mug like it were little more then a shot glass. He heard the heavy footsteps of approaching Orcs, smelled the captives carried with them and grinned to himself, a wide smile that displayed his teeth and did little to make him look less threatening. As the door opened and the girls were brought in he sat up a little straighter, quite pleased by the catch that he saw before him, his boys had done good. Leave em... He grunted as he slowly got to his feet, his deep voice sounding like a landslide that could speak. There should be others, find them and bring them here now. He couldn't be satisfied with just this, then he might miss out on the choicest breeders. To their credit the others were smart enough to scramble, the door slamming behind them and leaving the chief alone in the office with the two pretty young things sitting tied up on the tight carpet. He honestly didn't know where to start and slowly approached them, his musky scent even more powerful then that of the other orcs, the loincloth he wore hardly enough to conceal anything and as he drew closer it started to shift... it wouldn't hide anything for much longer. Which one of you do I want first? He asked as he crouched before them, reaching for the blonde with a thick finger extended, catching the edge of her top with his nail and starting to slowly pull it back. A deep breath, he could smell them, they both sounded so fucking good. Which one of you wants to be first?