"<span style="font-weight: bold">BASTARDS!</span>"<br/><br/>The scream comes from one of the other shapes lying on the floor.  As the shape recovers from its sedation, it shifts and turns into the light, allowing the others to see it clearly: a small naga, only nine feet long, and from the look of her bare upper body, one in her late teens.<br/>"Those bastards dateraped me, I know it.  'Spice up my burrito with their own special blend' my ass; they drugged me and probably raped me and now I'm on this concrete floor and they're probably gonna -" Her rant cuts off as she looks around at the group of people standing around her, some with visibly shrinking bulges in their stomachs.  "Great.  Real freaking great.  They didn't rape me, they put me in a cell with this freakshow and the last one standing gets out.  They're not perverts, they're psychos.  BASTARDS!"<br/><br/>She takes another look at the group around her.  "The name's Kelsey, by the way.  AND WHY AM I SO DAMN HUNGRY??"<br/><br/><br/>(I just created this character, so forgive me if she has a couple kinks to work out at first.  And as you can tell, she does tend to curse a lot; tell me if it bothers you and I can tone it down)