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Post by Spine on Jul 9, 2006 15:21:27 GMT -5
White Nightmare stood still, his red orbs reflecting the flames in front of him. All the dead vegetation had been a great fire condctor. Even around the stream, the water's seemed to reflect the darkness and thus fed no vegetation. Around the stream, there were dead plants too. White Nightmare looked down as the fire got close enough to singe his fur. He felt the pain. It was nothing. His fur did not get singed. It was just the way the devil had created him. Natural things didn't affect his appearance. They affected him, but not his appearance. Wondering what his vixens would do, White Nightmare started walking inthat ghostly drift of his, standing out as white amid the red and orange. He reached the stream, and walked into it. It was deep, for a stream. Even for him, as a Shire, it came up to his chest. He stood there in the middle and waited.
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Post by w h o on Jul 9, 2006 15:25:38 GMT -5
Intent three-beated up behind him. can I have soem extra time to find your lead fae?
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Post by Shattering Silence on Jul 9, 2006 15:26:49 GMT -5
Treds countered, somewhat lingering about the monstering flame, that arise, licking the atmo. The oxygen, it's feeding tube, and the emerald's, it's base. Ooids scanning lightly for the Over Lord, and th rest, waiting to see which of the harem would be found first, dead. Pearls clicking the scourned geo, as she shift into the aqua, stride forward, staying off from the Over Lord, White Nightmare. Her coalen peltage scourned in someplace's, but it didn't affect her blank emtion, vintage tightening to lower itself, intakeing the aqua. Melorns continueing to dress her curvatine, along with here serepentine.
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Cursed Love
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Post by Cursed Love on Jul 9, 2006 15:26:50 GMT -5
Cursed watched. She noticed that the flame had not even singed his fur. She had come to the right place, she knew that now for sure. This was a place of true darks, unlike her previous herd. Dial turned as the fire approached. She walked slowly into the stream as he had done. She resented it's coolness, twin towers laid back as she walked in. She was further down the stream then him, but the fire was there to. She watched as the fire destroyed everything in it's path, and laughed. Pity that horses may die in this fire, for she could've killed them instead. Now they would die quickly, she wouldn't get a chance to make them die slowly and painfully. Oh well, there would be other horses to fight. Nares breathed in the smoke, and Cursed waited for the fire to end.
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Post by Spine on Jul 9, 2006 15:45:11 GMT -5
"If you so wish, challenge her. But if the fire gets to you, itwill be a slow and painful journey to the devil, and all your services to him on Earth will be for nothing." White Nightmare hissed. He watched as the fire worked like a demon, destroying everything in it's path. Maybe the devil had done it. White Nightmare had realized his luck, claiming a terra with a stream in it. Or rather, it was commen sense, to choose a land with a water supply.
Ooc: If you haven't already, send Starlight a pm to fight, then post in the Conflicts board what you're fight for, and who against. Then you just wait for her to show up.
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Post by w h o on Jul 9, 2006 15:47:43 GMT -5
ooc *sigh* tis work a well. do it tomorrow. thats my motto :bic
Intent stepped into the water behind Nightmare She muzzle resting upon his rump.
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Post by Shattering Silence on Jul 9, 2006 16:17:49 GMT -5
Treds lingered hersef deeper within the aqua, away from the harem, pendulum held up by the streaming aqua, as cerebrum was lifted, narels inhaleing nothing but pure carbon. Pearls sticking within the muddy, slimy, geo, as her carcass drifted farther from them, letting herself drift. Serepentine grace the aqua, picking a slurp of aqua into her acid retainer before relifting, halting herself, unable to see the rest of the harem, a perfect view. As the flame's licked on into the sky, shying fearfully at the water's edge, the scourning vergitation, so distigrated.
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Post by Cursed Love on Jul 9, 2006 16:29:48 GMT -5
Whipcord lashed. Cursed was getting impatient. Attic told her that some animal must have died during the fire, but occuli told her differently. Occuli had not caught a single animals burning to death other tan a few 'hoppers.' They had long ears and were exceptionally small and somewhat fast. They had large teeth, also. She had occasionally stepped on one just to hear it squeal, but they weren't much fun. A horse squealing, though, was music to her twin towers. A dagger came down hard, sinking deep within the wet geo. Whipcord lashed, twin tower pricked forwad, occuli scanned the area while she looked for the animal that had screamed in pain. She caught a hopper burning alive, and smiled. If it was another horse, specially a light, it would have been more amusing. Still, it was good enough. Boa turned toward the harem, cerebrum coming with it. Cursed looked to see if they had caught scent of the burning flesh. The stallion seemed as if he had, but was fairly unintereste, the others though, seemed clueless except for a slight glimpse or inhalation through nares. Nares, widened again, and she caught scent of the hopper once more. 'Perhaps,' Attic thought 'It will make for a feast later.'
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Post by Spine on Jul 9, 2006 16:38:36 GMT -5
White Nightmare hissed in displeasure at Dark Intent's action, but he didn't move. It was her choice to do so, he wuldn't waste energy just by a touch. To him, every once of energy had to used for the devil. Perhaps she was in heat, and it was instinct driving her to do so. White Nightmare was not one to jump to conclusions. He ignored from there on and looked about his burning land. It was a good thing, to him. His nares scouted burning animals who didn't make it to thier homes in time. He also noticed the fire was dying down a bit, but still blazing enough to roast possibly anything.
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Post by Cursed Love on Jul 9, 2006 16:44:09 GMT -5
Nares smelled much burning meat. Insides were hungry, Cursed had ate meat before. Her insides had enjoyed it much, and she took much pleasure of killing the animals. Her enamels were razor-sharp, great for tearing apart meat. Insides rumbles, a sign they were empty. Meat, also, gave her much strength, great for fighting. Twin towers peaked forward as yet another hopper screamed in pain. The fire was near dead now, but still going. Cursed waited patiently, knowing the time of feasting was soon.
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Post by Shattering Silence on Jul 9, 2006 16:44:25 GMT -5
Treds kicked, countering, as her pearls beat the geo hastily, disappearing deep within the flame's licking the atmo, pendulum held at her cannon's, cerebrum held tucked in, as she let herself gurgle through different flame wall's, coming out scourned lightly, nothing, as she reside within the dead, once barken jungle, perhaps the other harem would fallow her bold attempts, though it was not likely.
(the shortness, sorry...)
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