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« Thread Started on Apr 23, 2006, 10:08am » | |
The hunteress prowled elegantly into the terrain, a mask of painless lecture on her facade. To be truthful, pain radiated through her bod at every step she took, the lines of blood fell delicately from her back to the ground. But still, she didn't mind. It was the demon she went to face that caused the blood to run from the dark bay. Oh how she knew she had made a crack in his firm wall, he would never admit it, but she knew it. She had touched a nerve, annoyed him, if you will. But the victory was hers even tough he pulled away. A shrilling cry ripped through the air as she pushed the air from her lungs into a banshee's cry.
She snorted afterwards, a sick grin on her facade as she pushed herself from the trees to see the corpses scattered about. A low sense of dread that filled her stomach made every fiber of being stand on end, and she felt a strange glowing of comfort in this devil's eye arena. She didn't bother executing her shrill shriek again, but remained silent in the presence of the masacre. Such an awesome sight lay before her, why waste breath trying to describe it, or honor it? Nay, she'd send out her pride in whoever had done such a thing withut words, but mere appreciation of the devil's advocate's work.
((Sorry so crappy,  ))
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Cursed Evening of Destruction
Famed Eve
Caused Havoc for 5
Burned as Vixen
Colored dark bay
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Friction
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hellion
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« Reply #1 on May 8, 2006, 7:09pm » | |
Out of all the carcass's on the field only one was breathing it was the lead stallions corpse whos side heaved in the heat. Harks were laced to his skull but a devils smirk was placed to his facade as he heard the beat of hooves then the banshee's scream. He thought of rising to his feet to see the look but just shifted his dome so he would be able to without rising. The look was sheer amusment to him as he heard the silence that followed her halted corpse. With a sigh he rose to his feet crimson stained his grey hide. What took her so long? he thought as he moved through the mass towards the she-devil. Orioles were no longer welded to his dome but were pricked forward in an alert way. His tendons tightened as he moved, sinew rippled under the scarlet drenched anatomy. Let the games begin my fatale he hissed silently as his labrums parted,immiediately the rotten flavor of decay and death.
*Come to continue the game,wrench?*
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« Reply #2 on May 9, 2006, 3:33pm » | |
Deep bay turns her hell infested dial towards the being whom moved amongst the corpses. What a pity. The monster lived. He didn't deserve to be with the devil in hell apparently. She sighed, exhasperated. Pity pity, the destruction didn't take place why he was still cracking his shell to her. She looked at him deviously, eyes glittering in apparent mischeif. Oh how she wanted to taste him as he had tasted her. The blood that still ran cold from her back was drying in the immense heat of the sun.
Do I want to continue? I see you did not learn. My games are only what plays while boredom strikes. I am not so bored now.
She grinend sickeningly, flag flicking across her hind as insects flew hungrily to her bloody hide. She twisted her dial elegantly, twittering her next words with an angel's facade and a dark voice. I find interest in one who pretends not to play. Playful expression vanished as she stepped back, replaced but an ever seeking need for death and hinderance to others and herself.
So, Flash, why bring me here when we were enjoying ourselves where we were? she asked deviously, tossing a bit of demand into her vocals as she did. He apparently thought he ruled here, so she'd enter phase two.
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Cursed Evening of Destruction
Famed Eve
Caused Havoc for 5
Burned as Vixen
Colored dark bay
Name-
Friction
Age-
2
Gender-
hellion
Pelt color-
buckskin |
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« Reply #3 on May 9, 2006, 6:22pm » | |
Chains were half heartedly lifted by a warm breeze, dried crimson flew from his chains at the sudden movment before threads were laid harshly back down to his boa. He caught the mischief that glittered brightly in her shimmering ooids but he only returned the gaze with his own look of disgust he didnt mind the look he was just disgusted with her in general. Flames rose in the darkened depths of his pools as he heard the words the flames meant to lead her on to make her think she was getting to him as he had done at the river.He already knew he would have much fun with her and her games she played when bored the only thing that struck him as odd was the wrods that his harks were forced to grasp the look she took on made him want to kill the bitch but he was stopped for some reason. Her retreat backwards a step was amusing to him as he just advanced forward to bring the two closer, orbs were blank of everything nothing was seen but a sudden viciousness was rising in his frame. As he shifted a flint was struck out at her orbs never leaving her as he tried to figure out what she was all about. Why does she ask stupid questions? he thought at the last set of words he would have to hear for the moment. Nothing amused him more then the bitch before him did at the moment she was somthing that was desired by all but was unable to touch, like a precious jewel that couldnt be touched but always wanted. Eventually however that jewel would be grasped by somthing so far lost that not even the guards would stop it, that it was the silver stallion before her. He would get to her at one point or another and he would take what he wanted, faes were nothing but an object of desires, and nothing more.
*Why did you bring yourself here?*
was his only words, he had not forced her to come to his hell she had done so on her own accord. A smirk was plastered to his facade while his orbs shimmered with amusment. He was waiting patiently for her to say somthing that would supposedly piss him off and allow her the amusment but it was all just an act in a play. Whether she knew it or not he was only playing a part in the game that would continue sooner or later, he was just feeding the energy of whatever she desired till then.
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« Reply #4 on Jun 1, 2006, 8:00am » | |
will answer qs soon as I can. Sis locked me from her CP, which is the only one I can get on.
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Cursed Evening of Destruction
Famed Eve
Caused Havoc for 5
Burned as Vixen
Colored dark bay
Name-
Friction
Age-
2
Gender-
hellion
Pelt color-
buckskin |
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