Post by RiverRun on Oct 18, 2005 20:21:05 GMT -5
The banshee slid silently throughout the darkness. Titaniums casting frigid frowns atop the loam, marking her journey through the lands of claiming. Oh how pitiful. Such mongrels yearning for the attention of a he. Ha! None shall take I without a decent brawl. Each word lolled off her toung, dragging her words. Warning them. Carelessly, she stumbled into the underlying foliage. Mass flew towards the loam quikly before re-balancing herself with ease. My my, how sad. I cant walk without tripping. That wont do. Crimson hued occuli squinted to nearly closing, observing the surrounding forms that gallantly strolled the terra.
Mind turning like clock work, the banshee began to slug her weight deeper into the shadows. A shriek called from the carrying's off the she, to all in warning. Bxstards, appear before my seemingly harmless powers. Let your stupidity rule your intelligence. Let love take you by the heart and draw you in. I will take you, drag you into the depths of hell, and burn you alive. Honers tightened against her poll. Pendulum struck her flanks again and again, streaks of crimson lined her porcelain hued pelt. Shudders of pleasure alined the vertebrae of the she. I will own you. What is yours will be mine. Your freedom, your lands, your ability to claim. I am not one to toy with foolish broncs.
Rays of sunlight streaked the darkness. The she devil stared blankly. What be the meaning of this shxt? Sunlight? In the relm of darkness. This is perposterous I say! A seemingly war cry arose from her diaphragm, cage rumbled tremendously as her call rang forth in furry. Posture sloutched as the demoness heaved her mass towards an outing. Perhaps there may be lights to slay, upon the bordeline of the darks. But could one be foolish to cross the inflamed bounderies, infesting the darkness with their light ways? Of course not. Curvature snaked low, mug skimming the earths encassement, slurring the unworthy topography into one.
Oh how she missed her before life. Her reign amongst the most of hiarchy. How her bxstard bowed to her, and all others did so as well. How she had been his pregnant dog. His. The best. Until the lights infested her hell bound home. More came, a war broke out. Only to create allies to remain alive. But the she, had escaped the madness. Before slaying all who dared cross her path. Only to find her bxstard, had been taken by the heart of a light. Infact, many were hearted by darks. The damned mongrels had turned on their leader! But it was she, who had turned on her love. Her cherished. Her reason to live. But it was never to happen again. Never. Damned them all to hell! Such pathetic beasts do no have the right to scatter the lands. May they all burn under the power of the devil.
The banshee of a porcelain shade began to cackle. Oh how the hessian that ruled along side the she had treated her well. Occuli turned ablaze. Entrapted souls forming to created an evil phenomina that would unravel the devils powers. But who could be inside the she? The lights pathetic souls awaiting a chance to be released and find there way to living once again? Or her devilled ancestry, whom may have been the devil himself as some may say.
Dentals revealed from their encassement, charring the underlying foliage at her daggers. Fore 'ppendai extended, scrapping the loam deeply. Scarring it horridly. Boredly. In spite of interest. How hurting was her game. And oh how did she play it well.
[bleh...my muse is somewhere...dont worry, once i get into the swing of rping once again, she'll be the eviliest thing on 4 legs
]
Come Come my beasts
Do not fret
Your troubles are over
Soon to forget
For I am here
The demoness of hell
Attempt to claim
My brand stamped upon your hide
If your stupidity shall rule
Your intelligence...
Do not fret
Your troubles are over
Soon to forget
For I am here
The demoness of hell
Attempt to claim
My brand stamped upon your hide
If your stupidity shall rule
Your intelligence...
Mind turning like clock work, the banshee began to slug her weight deeper into the shadows. A shriek called from the carrying's off the she, to all in warning. Bxstards, appear before my seemingly harmless powers. Let your stupidity rule your intelligence. Let love take you by the heart and draw you in. I will take you, drag you into the depths of hell, and burn you alive. Honers tightened against her poll. Pendulum struck her flanks again and again, streaks of crimson lined her porcelain hued pelt. Shudders of pleasure alined the vertebrae of the she. I will own you. What is yours will be mine. Your freedom, your lands, your ability to claim. I am not one to toy with foolish broncs.
Rays of sunlight streaked the darkness. The she devil stared blankly. What be the meaning of this shxt? Sunlight? In the relm of darkness. This is perposterous I say! A seemingly war cry arose from her diaphragm, cage rumbled tremendously as her call rang forth in furry. Posture sloutched as the demoness heaved her mass towards an outing. Perhaps there may be lights to slay, upon the bordeline of the darks. But could one be foolish to cross the inflamed bounderies, infesting the darkness with their light ways? Of course not. Curvature snaked low, mug skimming the earths encassement, slurring the unworthy topography into one.
Oh how she missed her before life. Her reign amongst the most of hiarchy. How her bxstard bowed to her, and all others did so as well. How she had been his pregnant dog. His. The best. Until the lights infested her hell bound home. More came, a war broke out. Only to create allies to remain alive. But the she, had escaped the madness. Before slaying all who dared cross her path. Only to find her bxstard, had been taken by the heart of a light. Infact, many were hearted by darks. The damned mongrels had turned on their leader! But it was she, who had turned on her love. Her cherished. Her reason to live. But it was never to happen again. Never. Damned them all to hell! Such pathetic beasts do no have the right to scatter the lands. May they all burn under the power of the devil.
The banshee of a porcelain shade began to cackle. Oh how the hessian that ruled along side the she had treated her well. Occuli turned ablaze. Entrapted souls forming to created an evil phenomina that would unravel the devils powers. But who could be inside the she? The lights pathetic souls awaiting a chance to be released and find there way to living once again? Or her devilled ancestry, whom may have been the devil himself as some may say.
Dentals revealed from their encassement, charring the underlying foliage at her daggers. Fore 'ppendai extended, scrapping the loam deeply. Scarring it horridly. Boredly. In spite of interest. How hurting was her game. And oh how did she play it well.
[bleh...my muse is somewhere...dont worry, once i get into the swing of rping once again, she'll be the eviliest thing on 4 legs
]
tonic has dissapired
where has she been lately anyway? meh..fwaha my muse is slowly coming back and i need to replies to reply to... 
err sry there, but Aaraya had now become the new lady or the relm... 
sry bout that one...-skips outta the claiming grounds-