A devious smirk was forming on Rihanna's face; she had gotten an idea, and not a nice one for the citizens. "Nothing shall rise above me," she angrily declared. Upon saying that she shoved down the Spire which fell down onto the street, crushing many vehicles and people in the process. Rihanna had no sense of guilt or regret in her and instead laughed at this. "Pathetic little worms," she said to herself, displaying her dominance over the city. Your previous hypnosis at her beauty turned into blind fear and panic, so you ran away, if even possible to get so far from this giant goddess-zilla.
Rihanna then went on a rampage throughout the city. She picked up many innocents and swallowed them whole. She went about, crushing masses of vehicles and also people. Her walking movements were solely for the purpose of killing as many people as possible. The bottoms of her high heels were stained with blood and the remnants of crushed people and cars. She proceeded to destroy all of the buildings in the city taller than her in various ways just to amuse herself, as well as cementing herself as the goddess of this now ruined city. She punched clean through them repeatedly, squeezed them against her, which was sexy though petrifying. Kicked them and even tackled some to the ground.
Eventually little of the city remained. Rihanna had killed thousands of people and destroyed many buildings. All of the buildings that were smaller than her or the same height, however remained. She didn't want to look up at anything, it was a good way of displaying her dominance. Any survivors were well away from the carnage but you were still stuck in a surviving building, hiding in fear. You were hidden on the top floor which now that you think about it, was a terrible idea. Rihanna was eye level with you and could probably spot you. Too late now, Rihanna was right outside, looking into your building. Oh shit, she spotted you. What to do, what to do?
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