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Post by Eclipse on Oct 9, 2005 8:57:08 GMT -5
Occuli Fled through the terrain of beseached hatred. Cranial held in the stance of which the banche could peer through a small vine opening. Pillars froze to the sod as she luked about the mist realms of thee. Auddits laced forth to catch any signs tht of another minx, But none be heard. Coming here in the offer of a great reward as queenship, she had accepted, though still slightly questionable to this new partner of hers.
Kissers parted as she sniched at the underfoliage.
a Slight sigh escaping her diaphram, never before in her life had she been in such a lan as this. It was truely outrid darkness, which to her was merely haven. Auddits now laced in their nuetral stance, lay flat atop her crown. Fore dagger rasped along the typo as she dug into the sod, seing if mere hell lay under this viney sheeting. But, all she recived as soft geo. Better luck next time, she guessed, but she knew the hells were only a few feet below them. This terrain was the darkest of them all, Maybe she would like this bronc after al, he had good taste.
Towers pitched forth as her dish lifted to the sky. Haven eatin her full, she looked about her, a slight toon playing her mug. A slight toyin playing her features. Pillars carried her gracefully out of the hell plastrd growth into the open clearing. but, alas, nothing but a mere song bird lay in the wake of the stary sky. a Snort waved iver her salmons, she then turn to a tree of death and three-beated over to it.
Pillars collapsed under her frane as she lay fir a rest. Though she was a hellion godess, she was slightly tired. Havng had a full day of lightness, she seemed to be in slight low on her everlasting Deathdifying fuel. grunting, she sprawl out on the earthen flooring. Lids slowly closed over her blue eyes, and thus was asleep quickly. She wounderd if her king had abandon her, claimed this terra, just to toss wenches in, but never come forth, never realse a mere soulless bytch. She did not know, but she wounderd often.
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Post by Sashe on Oct 14, 2005 19:33:06 GMT -5
Harsh breathing of the bastard cast as overtaker emerged from the drabben shadow, the thick substance thriving in the relms he placed tred upon. Wake was spread through the dark vassels of his shadow infested relms, the seering glare of the bruten missing nothing. Nares of decay flared, the tender innerds of the passages rummaging through the new scent. His queen had come, hah he chose to tak ehis dear time. None shall rush one as he, none whom wish to live that is. Hah, I shall cackle upon the very day a foolish runt dare attampt in taking my place in theese relms, my relms.
A short ruble sounded, a single brace dipped in nocture emerged from its state of submergence in the shadow he lurked in. His haven came to its end, the dence glow his next path. Serpintine dripped from the black, thorns pinned to the heavey dome set at a perch upon the toned muscle. Mirrors stained aluminum survayed the surroundings he now enterd, the grey coating in the lifeless pools swirling with slate blue. The hue of mood, however that was the extent ofwhich the pools bore. The pools had told no tale, for none had been offerd to the current residence.
Cords dipped in ebon collided with the rouge dabbed loam, his scarring placed upon. Asif the horrid signature had been placed as an intruquet design upon a canvas, the stamp will remain printed in the very section thorugh his ruling, the first rulin gof the land. Appendeges churned slowly, apex bobbing with each lengthy stride of the arabic creature. The ashen glazed figure became submerged in the ever moveing optic of he, ridges forming upon his mask as the labriums of he curled. She was here.
Trapts clenched in sheer annoyance, his form creeping foward behind the wench. He had lost intrest in another i the wothless relms of claim, for she had a hint of meek he found unbecoming. The fool of a bastard whom wished to follwed had already made a mockery of himself, hiding in the shadows of concealence. The chances of his claimence placed upon the imp was in the court of he, the opposing bastard left without one residence. Too bad, such a lonley mongrel the mutt shall become. No hedious incubators to lurk upon the disgusting relms, the worthless dogs even to high for him to recive.
So your presence has made itself known in my rancid relms dear eclipse.
The whispering rasps crept foward as a low lifless tones of mockery. The sarcasm was mineut, for he had nothing to rant upon. The wench had held his attention slightly, the slumbering wench now at the mercy of his very being. A slight step would send her into a shock of pain, fear for her life. But he shant do it, a waste of effort it would be. The time he spent in the relms to place the claimence would go to dust, he had a reason for her presence.
I find you weary, is te poor imp tired fomr her journy. Well rise now, for i have come. I arrive shortly behind, i wish not to hear your words of bytching for my tardy. A spell of time has been wasted on a worthless incubator of soem sort, my presence short with hers. A foolish mutt came also, a lurking of the shadow, a scared cat. Hah, the chances of her presence in theese relms are great however, for none with the least morsole of whitt would join the bruten of oppose.
The tones were short, metalic in a way. Towers glazed in the hue of damned rose from the laced position, he awaited the responce of whom he now owend.
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Eclipse
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Post by Eclipse on Oct 14, 2005 20:44:23 GMT -5
Visage fled skywards, a beseaching endlessness held behind the occuli of she. no tale be told, for nothing was to be told as well. Her optics floickerd to an onyx as she glared at the gladiator. He owned nothing. ha! If he thought he owned her, his thoughts would change dramatically. She Was ownd by no one, nothing. She owned them, or was equall. Only She owned those lower benathem the scums of lightheart.
Apex curved as pedistols held her firm to the loam apoun which she plotted. Lappets Plasterd atop the dome of titanium as held in their neautral tactics. unpleased by his mockery, She would surely show him, nothing in the presence did he own. NOTHING.
Jowls Fought for the correct words, each time a set leaping to thy lips, she fought them down. never where they the correcting puttings. Finnally, she found the set to match her emotionless thoughts, her putrid, rancid, evil ones at most.
Vocals strung their haunting songs. The taunting words flowing smoothly from her barren kissers. her words held only a firey Battle challenge towards the he, no emotions mixing within them. none. Enamals clenched her words of rage and fury, she was showing him her disliking of his wordings. this was obvious indeed.
you Bastarad, Owning NOTHING! I am not Owned by Anyone, Anythign! NOTHING! If you belive You Can Use Force to Keep Vixens, Good Luck trying!! You Are a Lowlife To Think you can own another! Especially One Who SHOULD be at Your Side! Not Below! Shape Up or Move Downwind! If You Have A problem With me, You're A Loner once more, and good luck finding another. ha! You'll Be lucky if you're even given a glance! You owen No One In youre presence In this Moment!
her words were of heel rath. her hell hath no fury, Just Putrid death. Her tones were sharp, presise, and strigt to the point. She meant her words, And how she did. Flint Imbraced the Sod As She spoke Her raged Words. never had she felt so disgusted by any. He would soon learn his actions got him nothing, but cost him. she forone, wouldnt stand his crap anylonger. That was certain.
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Post by Sashe on Oct 14, 2005 20:48:09 GMT -5
ooc: uh i never sadi i owend u, ur not a mind reader lol.
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Post by Eclipse on Oct 14, 2005 20:50:20 GMT -5
OOC: We have mystical powers on here WOOOOOOOOO How Do she DOOOO ITTT! lolz. The rules say its sotra GM game, and the gods have powers, iu want some! lolz
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Post by Sashe on Oct 14, 2005 20:59:40 GMT -5
no it doesnt? it sadi no god moding.
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Post by Sashe on Oct 14, 2005 21:00:06 GMT -5
only the immortals do, not us. so yeah no.
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Post by Eclipse on Oct 14, 2005 21:03:40 GMT -5
OOC: sry, I was thinking of another RPG. lol. just ingnore that, but she knows you sya "I won you" When You came, she was mad from the claiming, you say "I now own you" she decided she wasent likey it. lolz, thats where it came from then I guess
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Post by Sashe on Oct 14, 2005 21:04:35 GMT -5
huh?
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Post by Sashe on Oct 14, 2005 21:05:25 GMT -5
nope i didnt in that post eather, merf.
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Post by Eclipse on Oct 14, 2005 21:07:18 GMT -5
Its been a long day. Dont get me going, please......
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Post by Sashe on Oct 14, 2005 21:11:07 GMT -5
not trying to, just saying i didnt. you can change the post later or somthing.
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Post by Eclipse on Oct 15, 2005 8:30:32 GMT -5
uhh, I would, but no muse.
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Post by Sashe on Oct 15, 2005 9:40:55 GMT -5
kk later then
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Post by aaa11 on Aug 14, 2008 22:30:03 GMT -5
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