Crypto currency terms we all need to know.
1. *HODL* – The act of holding on to a coin for the long term instead of selling it. Made famous by this epic post.
2. *Altcoin* – Every cryptocurrency other than bitcoin
3. *FOMO* – Fear of missing out. This happens when a coin is rising in value and you’re considering buying at a high price even though you might be too late
4. *JOMO* – Joy of missing out. This happens when you dodged a bullet and are happy you didn’t buy a coin
5. *Moon* – Where everyone wants their coin to go, up and into outer space
6. *Bag Holder* – Someone who is holding a lot of coins in the hopes that it will go up in the future
7. *Shitcoin* – A worthless and dead coin with no real value
8. *Dumping* – Downward price movement or a decision to sell a coin
9. *DYOR* – Do your own research
10. *FUD* – Fear, uncertainty and doubt
11. *Whale* – A super wealthy trader with a lot of money to spend
12. *Mining* – The process of verifying transactions on the blockchain, resulting in rewards (aka coins) for those who lend their computing power
13. *Long* – A decision to hold onto a coin for the long term
14. *REKT* – When a coin goes down sharply and you have a bad loss
15. *Lambo* – The car that many people want to buy when they strike it rich
16. *Swing* – When the price of a coin is moving up and down at a rapid rate
17. *Pumping* – A coordinated effort to boost a coin by buying a lot of it all at once
18. *Bearish* – When the sentiment on a coin is negative
19. *Bullish* – When the sentiment on a coin is positive
20. *Exchange* – Websites that allow you to purchase and sell cryptocurrencies
21. *FIAT* – Any currency that is issued by a government
22. *TA* – Technical analysis
23. *ATH* – All-time high
24. *FA* – Fundamental analysis
25. *MCAP* – Market capitalization
26. *#ASHDRAKED* A situation where you lost all your money.
27. *#BTFD* Buy The Fucking Dip (an indication to buy a coin when it has dumped so hard)
28. *DILDO* Long green or red candles
29. *DUMP* To Sell off a coin.
30. *SAJ CANDLE* Huge green candle
31. *SHORT* Margin bear position
32. *SWING* Zig zag price movement (Upwards and downwards)
33. *REVERSE INDICATOR* Someone who is always wrong predicting price movements.
34. *RSI* Relative Strength Index.
Supernaturals
Edwin suddenly halted her movement, after making sure she lured the person that trailed her right from the Market. The wind blew hard, her long jet black hair danced with the movement of the wind. She stood right at the entrance of a dense forest, owl sounds echoed through. Dressed in a black knicker and a pink top, she blended well with the homosapiens.
"Did my father send you also?" She asked, with her back facing the other.
"Yes your highness." The latter replied, his head bowed a bit. Dressed in a overall black coat, his cloth blended with the darkness of the night. He looked imposing and dangerous with just his dressing and his six feet muscular build. His face was paper white, as if blood didn't flow through it. But he was a beauty to behold, his jawline well drawn, and a slight pointed nose placed accurately at the symmetrical line dividing his face into two. His lips were white, and he was beardless, giving him an adult teenager look. Though he was several hundred years older than that.
"Didn't father get the message, after not seeing three of his guards return back." Edwin scowled. "I'm not returning!"
"His majesty have given me the permission to use force!" Travis replied sternly. "But I won't want to resort to that. It will be advisable if you just come along with me on your own accord!"
Edwin slowly let out a laughter, letting the nylon holding the groceries drop to the ground, as she made a turn simultaneously. Her eyes glowed red as she faced Travis face on.
Travis eye color also took a shade of red, indicating he also was ready for a fight, revealing a pair of fangs dropping from his upper mouth.
In a blink of an eye, both figures had changed position, as they clashed at each other with unfathomable speed and sheer brute strength.
Edwin threw a punch towards Travis's jaw. The latter moved swiftly, dodging the lackluster punch. He grabbed the arm easily and pulled it towards him, and then bent it at the elbow and a crack sound accompanied it. Edwin felt an immense amount of pain, but in a jiffy the pain was gone as the wound healed. She used her other arm to grab Travis by his collar, and she swung him towards the bark of a tree. The bark of the tree broke into pieces as Travis's body collided with it. But that attack didn't stop there, Edwin kicked him in the stomach, launching his body up and then she slammed her fists into his lower abdomen sending him rolling over to the ground. Blood dripped from Travis's mouth, as he was quick to recover and stood up. He cleaned his mouth and smiled.
"It's time I go rough on you princess!"
Travis moved at a speed beyond the comprehension of Edwin, confusing her for a bit, but that confusion didn't last long as her head swung to the other side from the punch Travis threw at her. Her body moved not on her own accord as she crashed through several trees. If she was any regular human being, her head will have been removed from such punch, but fortunately she wasn't. She was one of the strongest creatures of the night currently alive, THE VAMPIRES.
It took a significant amount of time for her to recover from that, but Travis wasn't slowing down. He grabbed her by the neck and raised her above the ground, like she was just some worthless rag doll. Edwin wrapped her hands around the strong arm of Travis, trying to escape his tight grip, but the effort was futile. Travis arm didn't budge.
"Drop me down!" She yelled, choking on her breath.
"I just wanted to show you I'm different from those guards that you killed earlier with ease. Don't mess with a 200 year old vampire next time." Travis replied with a devilish smile.
Travis and Edwin nose caught a familiar scent around them, that of a fellow vampire. He glanced around, his ears alert and eyes sharper than that of an eagle.
"Didn't you hear the pretty girl" a Figure came into view from the shadows, or more from in-between the trees. "Put her down!"
Travis slowly put Edwin down, with his eyes glued on the new vampire.
"Abel!" Edwin whispered, her heart racing. From unknown joy.
"Who are you?" Travis asked, growling. His eyes glowing a darker red.
"Are you challenging me?" Abel asked jokingly, his eyes maintaining the normal black and white color.
Travis felt insulted, and rushed towards Abel with speed. By the time he got to Abel's position, Abel was no longer there. It all happened in a blur, as the next thing that happened was Travis's beating heart got stuffed in his own mouth.
"A couple of hundred years old vampire is challenging me." Abel laughed out exposing his fine set of white teeth. "Am I a joke to you!"
Travis fell to his knees, and then to the ground his face on the ground. His heart still stuffed in his own mouth, blood flowed out from all corners unto the ground. His face looked colder than before, his eyes opened wide staring into the darkness, DEAD.
"What if I didn't come in time! Is that how he would have dragged you home?" Abel asked, standing and staring down at Edwin.
"I didn't need your help!"
"Oh sure you didn't. Yet you were struggling with that weak pathetic guy." Abel grimaced.
"You don't expect me to be on the same power level like you, a thousand year old vampire!" Edwin almost yelled.
"Fine. Seems like I will have to address this matter from the very top. Your dad is going to get it from me now!" Abel said with a serious expression, different from that of his playful one.
"No!" she spoke almost immediately, afraid of her causing a fight between her father and her mate. "We just have to change location. Far away from here. We start all over, me and you."
"Where do you have in mind?" He asked.
"Greenville"...
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Sitting down on a thick branch of a tree, with a black Mask on his face concealing his identity, Travis stared at the sky, his gaze fixed on the bright full moon hanging between the clouds. He sighed, cocking his rifle, with the clip filled with silver bullets. Strapped to his back was a bow, and a quiver containing arrows with the tip made of silver. He swung his legs effortlessly, waiting for something or probably someone. Soon enough several howls echoed through out the dark forest, then heavy running footsteps could be heard, accompanied with rustling of leaves and several breaking of the trees nearby.
"Finally!" He mumbled, his facial expression unknown thanks to the mask. He squinted his eyes, glancing around and soon saw several big animals that looked like a wolf running around, all having green eyes. Suddenly the pack stopped their purposeless running, and looked up at him, their nose catching his scent. They growled, and start running towards his direction. They were 4 in total.
"I hate dogs!" Travis shouted jumping from the branch of the tree, shooting at the first one, at the head. "Luckily they are newly turned wolves, the Omega. They lack intelligence, especially during a full moon. This should be easy."
The first wolf drop dead to the ground, blood pouring from the open wound. If it was any other bullet, it would have had no effect on the wolf, but this was a silver bullet. One of their weakness. And who else would know the weakness of a predator, other than the Hunter.
The remaining three didn't stop their quick running towards Travis, despite one of them dieing. One pounced on Travis, knocking away his gun. They both wrestled to the ground, Travis gaining a quick upper hand, giving a punch at the wolf's lowerjaw. He pushed it off his body, with a strong kick to it's chest. He did a quick Chinese getup, standing in their middle. The two wolves who were yet to attack him, slowly walked round him, growling and snarling, drooling. The one that got into a wrestle with Travis, stood up also and growled viciously at Travis. Who stood unfazed with being surrounded by three big werewolves. He brought out a silver dagger, taking a fighting stance. His senses Making sure to be keen, waiting for their next move. In an instant, the wolf that earlier wrestled with Travis, rushed at him again. The wolf aimed for his head with his big mouth, showcasing his long canines, hoping to chop his head off. Travis, however was no amateur Hunter. He rolled below the wolf, grabbing it by the tail simultaneously and stabbed it with the silver dagger. The wolf growled in pain, and panted. The other wolves seeing their colleague in danger rushed at him, both tackling him to the ground. They clawed at his chest severally times, injuring him near the heart region. Travis yelled in pain, using the best of his effort to stab the one on his left at the fore limb. Then did the same with the one at the right. He kicked one off him, and quickly impaled the dagger into the skull of the wolf on him. Two down, two to go.
Travis, critically injured and losing a lot of blood, knew he couldn't win the fight against the remaining two wolves. He slowly stood up, with just his dagger in his hand. As both his arrows and quiver were not with him anymore.
"Come on!" Travis shouted, feigning strength and confidence. If he will die doing his family job, he won't do that whilst begging this wild creatures.
The one on the right leapt at him, only to get tackled to the ground by an unknown and unseen force. Then suddenly the head of the wolf exploded into bloody pieces. The last wolf remaining, knelt down to the ground, growling in pain.
"You did well." Lucy, walked out from in-between trees, her left hand stretched out at the last wolf. Obviously being the one causing immense pain to it, and also Killin the previous one In a cruel manner. She folded her palms and the heart of the wolf suddenly stopped beating. The wolf's body went limp, as it stopped breathing, it's eyes wide opened. Like it died from a heart attack. Well, literally it did.
"Taking down two big bad wolves with no powers or supernatural strength, I'm quite impressed." Lucy commended giving a huge grin at Travis.
"I'm weak. I couldn't even handle four amateur pathetic Omega wolves." Travis replied resting his back against a tree. "Thanks for coming."
"Not all witches are evil." Lucy chuckled walking towards him. "You need to get this injury fixed. Or else how are u going to move around in school?"
"I will be fine. Just take me out of here!" Travis replied, removing the mask of his face. His face was sweaty, as strands of his black hair stuck to his forehead.
Lucy snapped her fingers and both of them disappeared....
Dragon kid
Dragon kid
© Written by Victor Olusa
Episode 1
Nicholas slammed Travis hard against the metal locker, gripping him firmly by his collar and gave him a punch at his torso.
"Aargh" Travis groaned in pain clutching his lower abdomen with both hands.
"I told you to stay away from my girl!" Nicholas said, holding the collar of Travis and raised him up from his squatting position and landed another punch at his jaw. "But you just don't listen."
Blood dripped from Travis's mouth as he managed to maintain consciousness. "I told you, we are just friends."
"This tard can still manage to talk" Dave said from behind as he watched his best friend beat up Travis.
With Dave and Nicholas having a 6 by 5 muscular body frame and both playing for the School's basketball team, poor Travis with his little stature didn't stand a slight chance in fighting against any of them.
"This is just a warning! Next time will be worse." Nicholas spat at Travis, releasing his grip from Travis's collar. "Let's go Dave."
Travis body slumped to the ground as he heard departing footsteps away from the basketball changing room.
"Bad breath for a fine guy." Travis chuckled, using the back of his hand to clean the blood dripping from his cut lips. He reached for his bag and brought out his face towel and claimed his face. "I guess I will skip training for today."
He zipped up his bag, slowly stood up clutching his stomach and hung his bag on his shoulders and headed out of the basketball locker room.
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He slumped down on his chair, placing his bag on the table, brought out his iPod and plugged in his earphones. He tuned in a song "Reminder" by his favorite musician "The Weeknd" and slowly drifted his head to the rhythm, entering his own world with no student really giving a damn about him as he sat at his normal seat which was at the edge of the class. He had no friends except for Molly, the reason why he got beaten up few minutes ago. He is just that typical nerd with a character almost everyone around him didn't understand and so they avoided him most times. Him and Molly have been friends for over a year now and along the coaster ride developed feelings for, but was afraid to tell at first because she had a boyfriend(Nicholas) but recently they broke up, with Nicholas refusing and insinuating the breakup was because of Travis. He threatened Travis to dissolve his friendship with his ex, with the intention of trying to win her heart again but sees Travis as an obstacle.
Nicholas was a major Playboy, with his good looks that got girls tripping and drooling over him.
He could get any lady in bed with him, with just a wink of his blue eyes. Molly caught him sleeping with a cheerleader "Valerie Scott" at a recent school night party. That was not the first time she caught him though. Infact that was the sixth time. And she made up her mind this time to stop being a fool by always forgiving him and so she ended the relationship. Nicholas kept on pestering her, begging for her forgiveness and came up with the conclusion she found another boyfriend which he assumed was Travis.
"Hey Bestie" A familiar feminine voice said forcing Travis to open his eyes. "You didn't go for training?"
Great, standing right in front of him was Molly, he just possibly can't avoid her. He already made up his mind to collect as much blows he can from the jerk "Nicholas" just to always be with Molly.
"Yea I'm a bit sick," He replied removing the earphones from his ears.
"Oh! Have you gone to the school clinic?"
"Nah. Just a minor headache." He said managing to smile.
"What happened to your lips?" She asked staring at the cut, then a frown followed. "Nicholas again?"
"Don't worry about it, I will be fine." He tried to assure Her, knowing what next will happen which he sure wanted to prevent.
Molly didn't respond, instead she stormed out of the class heading for the basketball court. Travis ran after her, persuading her to stop. This is what he wanted to prevent. A confrontation between her and Nicholas because of him.
In no time Molly got to the Basketball court. She glanced around looking for Nicholas. She found him, ran over to him, tapped him at his back and landed a slap at his right side cheek.
"Oooh!" The other guys at the training chorused in mockery.
"What's that for Bae?" Nicholas asked rubbing his cheek.
Molly landed another slap on his left side cheek.
"Damn!" The guys chorused with a louder tone, as they gathered around the scene..
"The first was for Travis, the second for calling me Bae." Molly fumed aloud. "How many fu¢king times will I tell you. We are done. This relationship is over!"
"So you slapped me for this loser!" Nicholas replied gritting his teeth, sparing a glance at Travis. "Tell me what he has that I don't. I'm fu¢king 4 times better than him in everything."
""I got the look, the money, the cars, the fame. You supposed to be cloud 9 that I even Chase after you."
"Then go after other girls. I don't want you." Molly replied, then turned over to Travis and kissed him. "He is my man now, so back off!"
She grabbed Travis by the wrist and pulled him out of the crowd, both leaving the court.
"Sorry man." One said from the crowd in a mockery tone. "She chose that loser over you."
"Aargh!" Nicholas screamed out in frustration as he picked up a basketball and threw it at the crowd. "Get out! All of you!"
"Your father doesn't own the court. About you fuvk out instead." Another student replied and the whole crowd erupted into laughter.
Nicholas ran out of the basketball court filled with shame and rage. He vowed to revenge...
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"That wasn't necessary" Travis said as he walked side by side with Molly attracting the attention of other students as they rushed out of their classes hearing the closing bell ring. News sure spreads fast in the school..."Fine boy Nicholas get ditched by his ex because of a Nerd." He had not had the opportunity to speak with Molly after the incident because if the lectures that followed through out. He sure loved the kiss back then but only wished it was a true kiss. It's obvious to him the kiss was not out of affection for him but just to Keep Nicholas away.
"I'm sorry, I acted that way."
"It's okay. I do believe I'm in bigger trouble. Nicholas will surely want to revenge."
"I know. I didn't think it through. It was an impulsive reaction." Molly replied with an apologetic look. Molly's phone rang out. She checked the caller ID and realized it's her driver.
"Gotta go, will see ya tomorrow." She said and scurried away, down the hall.
Travis looked back instinctively and saw the angry faces of Nicholas and Dave staring back at him. They started walking towards him. Travis immediately took to his heels, navigating himself between students in the hall. He looked back and saw Nick and Dave running after him, pushing away students who were obstructing them. Travis took a left turn heading outside to the car park and went straight to the railings where he parked his bicycle. He searched his pockets for the key to the padlock connecting the chain around his bicycle to the railings. He pulled out the key from his back pockets with shaky hands and unlocked the padlock, removing the chains. He hopped on his bicycle and pedalled away, glancing back at the retreating figures who cursed angrily at him. He smiled to himself, he was able to escape. But the smile didn't last long as he rode out of school and looked back and saw a familiar black Mercedes Benz sports car coming towards his rear at full speed. He spotted Nick at the drivers seat handling the wheel, while Dave sat at the front passenger seat.
"Oh sh!t!" He mumbled, pedalling faster forward, navigating between cars on the main road. Nicholas stepped harder on the accelerator, gaining more speed, drifting between nearby cars with the aim of gaining on Travis. Travis, not giving up pedalled with all his might, as he headed to the bridge above the flowing river that was newly constructed to connect the nearby city of 'Francisco' to his own city 'Torston' by road.
Travis looked back one last time, seeing the sports car already at his rear made him lose focus and he rammed his bicycle into the front jeep. He got knocked over the railings of the bridge and broke through the last set of pedestrian railings of the bridge and fell down from the bridge unconscious, dropping into the flowing river beneath, his body sinking to the very depths of yeh river, the powerful current carrying his body along, swaying away...
Furnace of Love
Title: Furnace of love
November 3rd 1865
The sky was black and beneath it, were the dark clouds, the continuous lightning strikes above gave the earth a little tremor, as rain threatened to fall.
On the top of the Old Romania Church stairs, was a lady, wearing a dark pants, a shirt and a black leather shiny jacket, her long sleeved trench coat, leather gloves and black knee boot. Her hair was packed in a bun.
She stood in front of the window looking at the house that stood erect just a distance away, as she pondered on the right time to carry out her operation.
Ten years ago, The Montgomery family had come to raid her home, she was just eleven years old and was just learning how to ride a horse.
She could remember vividly, “Yelena, come ride Emilia” her father said.
“Dad I’m scared.” Yelena scared voice replied.
“She’s not gonna hurt you.” Her elder sister Rose said laughing at her.
“Come on Yel. At least she’s not violent like Phil.” Her elder brother Anderson told her. His brown horse whined at him in response, Anderson tried to touch it, but the horse moved away.
“Cranky much.” His father said.
While they were all joking and having a good family time, they failed to notice the Montgomery family entering their ranch.
They didn’t hear the sounds of the a several sword clangs, as a fight occurred between the guards and servants of the ranch, and another group of mercenariess, with the latter winning the fight.
Until the mother and wife, entered, with a sword placed round her neck by a mercenary. Behind, Richard Montgomery followed with a evil smirk, both hands crossed behind.
“Richard Montgomery!” Yelena father called.
“Mark Brenton Brayden.” Richard said, a sinister smile plastered on his face.
“Let my family go and I’ll give you what you want.”
Richard laughed “What do you think I want? Your land and ranch of course, if I’m gonna have it then I have to wipe out every member..”
“You don’t have to take my family, I’ll lay my life for them.” Mark begged.
“If you had listen to me then, and had given it all up to me, then probably it might not have come to this.”
“Richard, this is greed and you know it, we’ve been friends since childhood and I accept that I have been the most successful one but you can’t reap where you didn’t sow.”
Richard laughed maniacally. “I’ll reap where I did not sow. I’m sorry my friend but you have to die now.”
In a swift second, Anderson had swept Yelena off her feet and put her on Phil, slapping the horse.
Yelena looked back as the horse saddled her away, one by one her family dropped dead. She took a last look at Richard Montgomery and his sons including her best friend Harry. Richard didn't bother to chase after her, knowing well she was just an adopted child, and being a female one, he knew she won't survive on her own. So she was as good as dead to him.
From that day the flame of 'Vengeance’ ignited inside her. She had grew up with this family who found her almost freezing to death beside their lawn and had adopted her as they were yet to have a child of their own, however two years later, Yelena's presence had blessed them with a twin, both boys.
As she stood on the stairways reminiscing about her life, she was grateful for her foster father, he was a very understanding man who taught her how to combat, and use all kinds of swords.
She was glad he let her chose her choice of school, making the change of her name, and her identity the easiest. Yelena turned her blonde hair to black using dye so it wasn’t easy to recognize her.
The youngest son of the Montgomery, who used to be her best friend, Harry didn’t recognize her. After all it had been long he saw her, adding to the fact he didn't expect her to be alive.
As her new name was Amelia Fosters.
A few months later she started a non pretentious love relationship with Harry, he had always been someone she loved despite his father atrocities.
How Yelena made him to forget the old her and come to term with the new her, she didn’t know how she did, but he a few times made mention of her resembling someone he knew when he was a child, but he didn't mention the fact he expected her to be dead.
Harry loved her. His guts always told him that there was something about her, he always felt a connection whenever she’s with him, like he knew her but he couldn’t place it.
Yelena took her time, most times after school closes, she would go to the Montgomery ranch, studying every place, it was later she found out that her family house was sold to his younger brother, Richard Montgomery the greedy one.
Finally on the day of her birthday, clocking the age of twenty one, it was time she acted.
Yelena all dressed in black, pocket knives in her boot and a sheath strapped around her waist, containing a sharp katana sword. She walked briskly and fiercely to the Montgomery gate , promised her foster parents , the Fosters that she will come back alive, her step brothers wished her luck.
At the gate, she had expertly slit the throats of the five guards unaware and they dropped dead immediately, just with the daggers in her grasp.
Yelena strolled carefully inside the compound, Making sure to kill every guard she saw silently, making sure not to raise an alarm. She was like a thief in the night.
Barging inside the living room, catching them off guard because they were all engrossed with their family meeting.
Soon as the eldest son of Richard noticed her, blood dripping from her daggers, he knew that was no friend and he went on strike mode, grabbing a sword from the wall, but before he could unsheath it, a dagger pierced the side of his head. He dropped dead to the ground, eyes open.
“Amelia! what is going on?” Harry asked, shocked.
“I am no Amelia and I’m giving your father a taste of his own medicine.” Yelena replied coldly.
“My dear girl, we can settle this amicably.” Richard said hoping he could calm her down.
“Oh, did you let Mark Brenton Brayden settle it amicably with you. To be honest, he had nothing to settle with you. With your greed and selfishness you used it to murder my family.”
“Yelena!” Harry elder wife said Calling her name with so much venom and glaring at her, in a swift motion a knife had pierced her eyes and it stuck out.
“Yelena I’m sorry.” Richard and the rest begged, but all fell on deaf ears as Yelena finally unsheath her katana sword, killing the rest of the family effortlessly, like a trained assassin.
Harry thought she would kill him but she didn’t.
“I’m sorry Harry, I love you enough to not kill you.”
Her last words to him before, and in a blink of an eye she was gone.
A year Later. 1866 December 10th
Harry was in a haste, wearing a cloth over his blood stained body and went out the gate of the butchering house, not looking at where he was going, accidentally bumping into a strong feminine body and apologized not raising his head up as he bent down to help her pick her sack of fruits.
Thier hands touched, and both felt it, like it was electricity, the chemistry was still there and the connection was obvious. He looked at her.
“Yelena.”
She stood up and started to walk away but he held her hand and pulled her back.
“I’m not mad at you and I don’t hate you either, I understand it was karma. Why did you leave me alone?”
Tears welled up in her eyes, she never thought she had see him again but here he was in person and not in imaginations.
“I’m sorry, I thought you would hate me for what I did to your parents.”
Harry chuckled “I would never. It was an eye for an eye. I miss you everyday.” The last statement came out as a whisper.
The bond was surprisingly restored, their love was reignited and reunited. Two lovers met with a collision, like a truck hitting a truck but still no grave impact was made.
They are two fortunate people who met In an unfortunate situation but at the end love conquered all.
Rap queen
Title: Rap Queen
"Ariana! Ariana! Ariana!" The crowd chanted, as an Average height lady walked in to the garage already turned dissing venue. Dark in complexion, her upper body clad in a black hoodie, with the lower part clad in a grey coloured. Even with the baggy clothes she wore, you could still see an outline of her killer curves. Not to mention the bust she had, both Front and back, all matching up with her beautiful face, sporting a tinted(Brown) low cut.
She walked majestically, with both hands in the hoodie's pocket and her head and shoulders standing up right with so much confidence and energy, towards the centre of the crowd. She stopped right in front of a 5 feet tall, fat black guy clad In a grey coloured Sweat shirt, accompanied with a blue faded jean trousers.
They both stared at each other for about two seconds, each harbouring a little malice against each other.
"Last week, this homie challenged me online with some wack diss lines" Ariana turned to the crowd and paused, glancing around to each and everyone "In his mind he think he got bars, but they got no weight"
"Oooooh!" The crowd chorused.
"Lloyd, She is murdering you before the battle even started" The DJ joked from the top of the makeshift stage.
"I hope you got your phone cameras out, b'cos I'm about to make this b*tch pay!" Ariana said. "Who is going first?"
"Ladies first" the DJ replied.
"Let's end this" Ariana muttered. "Pass the mic"
DJ placed his left palm on the left disc, and a familiar beat screeched for about two seconds and then played. "
The crowd jubilated, bringing out their phones to record and their wallets to place their bets on who they believe will win.
🎶 Like holding papers and pencils, the battle line has been drawn // Give Lloyd bloody murder buh he ain't my son // Fuckah u can never rap (wrap) tight even if you gat hundred wax on Ya waist // ima take you outter the game in no haste, // talk is cheap (chip) like plantain, newbie like u wanna run Ya mouth like marathon // I ain't nice, I keep pushing you to the wall(Paragon) // I ain't carrying "weight" but I give you "heavy punch" // Food is ready, now I'm eating you for lunch. // I shoot u like a movie, keep Ya fans behind the sin, // Arranging children on a queue is the only time u'll ever form a line // Berra Get Ya face cap and cover Ya shame // Braaaaaaaaaah 🎶 Ariana dropped the mic on the ground accompanied with a chants of her name, and a few mocking Lloyd.
"Damn. She got some bars. About you put behind prison bars kiddo. Show us what you got" The DJ chuckled.
Lloyd grinned, picking up the mic
🎶 If you got a grenade stuck up your p*ssy, you still ain't gonna blow // thinking your game while I played u like lotto card, now watch me fist blow and leave u bloody like used sanitary pads // this ur last lap, like ur sittin on a SIM, ur ass is on the line // even if u were Microsoft u wouldn't still excell /ecell/ who would recognize you after this diss, my punches left you ape shaped like Gareth Bale // talkin about fame ur flows to lame I think they need clutches // I'll be killing you like hunger u gotta be at my service like churches // flow so tight like a virgin in menses // Lloyd is still on point like ur sewing machine, u will suffer a lot like soldier during matching 🎶
Lloyd smirked raising his middle finger at her, before dropping the mic. Ariana frowned a bit but quickly concealed it.
"Ooooohh!!!" The crowd shouted "You found your match"
"Who y'all think wins this?" The DJ shouted in to the mic, reducing the volume of the beats.
"Ariana!!...."Lloyd"....."Ariana!!"....."Lloyd!!!" The names boomed out from various people. Both at the same pitch, making it difficult for the DJ to decide and announce who the winner was.
"okkk Kay, calm down guys. How about we have a second round?"
"Yayyyyyy!"
"I give you rappers a slow beat, and you only rap out five lines with a good flow" DJ elucidated "Which ever is better and the crowd supports is the winner.
The DJ tapped some buttons on his laptop and a slow rap beat boomed out of the speakers
"Lloyd go first"
Lloyd brought the mic closer to his lips and smirked
🎶 Beauty with no brains, your opinion is like a broken calculator... It doesn't count // like dates, f*ckah ima take you out // B!tch if you ball for real den Madrid must be in mess // walking into the law court wit a gun, u still wouldn't drop a bar // I gat you on Ya kneels, now ur next to the feet (Defeat) // 🎶
"Dammmn! Lloyd is on fire man" The DJ chuckled.
The crowd were really getting entertained
Ariana smiles and collected the mic
🎶 This life is a board, I'm the queen, you are the pawn // imma cut ur tongue and place em on MA bed, call it sleep(slip) of tongue // u can't even ball, the only time ur game is when ur playing ping pong // u better make your bed and urinate on em so u can rest in peace (piss) // start a new profession b!tch b'cus when u stand on a radio is when you on track 🎶
"Ooooohhh !!!! Ariana killed it this time.... She good.... No. Lloyd killed it.... Ariana is a rap b!tch...." The whole crowd chanted and murmured.
Ariana moved closer to Lloyd who looked like he was going to cry any time soon, with her breast almost touching his chest
"Punk ass! Now who is boss" she said staring sternly at him "My punch lines just passed through ur chest and leave u with a hunch back"
Lloyd smiled faintly and shifted backing a little, then swiftly dipped his right hand into the back of his swea shirt and pulled out a Glock 17 pistol.
"B!tch..Now tell me who is boss!""
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