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Post by sink on Dec 25, 2008 20:28:38 GMT -5
Symo's and his brindled pelt made way onto the war scarred land, his pelt, ravaged with a proud man's poverty, clung with a mangle pride through his sides. Could you peer the skin in some places? most likely. Nature crimson stain, untraceable war marks, toned the already crowded features of the burly stag. The proud clamor of his feet as undeniable. His bleached mane did not pull at th waning breeze, did not move away from the clustered patches that gave an illusion of something larger under the pelt. Not that this illusion wasn't supported from Symos', don't try to deceive yourself.
So with his mangled dignity, and other such unnameable warrant, most looked on, as something perceived of fear pasted the faces of on lookers, Symo's pulled to a stop. He did not rear, he did not bellow to the land, for those who did not listen will learn time's lesson. Symo's, as meant to rule.
" Blitz of Regno Di Cavaliere, I hence forth dawn upon you, 2 passes of the moon to leave you land, or stand before myself and fight. This is your one and only Notice. Be you Cowardice? Or be you gallant, and die with heroistic pretenses?" spoke the stag, giving his time limit. He stood stock still, awaiting his answer.
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Post by awoken on Dec 28, 2008 16:49:21 GMT -5
Blitz grunted angerly. The black fur on his back stood up not because he was scared but only because he was convulsed. He felt a powerful adrenaline try to burst out of his body but he keft it in. He was soo offended he couldnt think straight. He bowed his head to pray to the Gods. Asking for protection and power . Blitz walked gracefully to the battle grounds. He heard the call of the stang and accepted the challange." Symo, You are Brainless, I have come with only one pass of the moon. I dont want to fight but i will. And atleast if i die, i die of heroic defences. I am fighting for Raine Not to show you up. But if you die you die as a foolfish and selfish Horse. You want her and my land for what? To proove you have power we all know you do so why show it anymore?"
Blitz stood on a high rock looking down at at the poor stang. The sun shinned perfect as it flew straight over blitz's head. The sun's light and color made as if it were there a gold crown on Blitz's head. |
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Post by sink on Dec 28, 2008 20:14:14 GMT -5
At his arrival symo's unfroze. He did not hold a glorious long and lush mane. Which of course, could not billo in the breeze. His coat was patched, mudded, and bled. His coat was an illusion, so many had fallen for it before. So many had died before it. He could remember their faces, and he smirked. So blitz, would be no different. He would be murdered. Murdered for his foolish words, murdered for not bowing out when he obviously had the chance. Seeing the stag bow before him, as if praying to the gods, he bellowed his course heedy laugh. He did not need gods to win this. Only he would be here, fighting for himself.
" Why would I want your bitch? The lands are to be mine. Simple enough. You need not see my intentions of what is to become. For you will not live to stop them. " He hissed. this blitz stood foolishly on rock, like he was trying to enpower the gods he was trying to contact.
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Post by .r e e d. on Dec 28, 2008 22:15:26 GMT -5
The brindled knabby walked slowly behind her master. A new one. Unlike most horses, she had ways of staying clean. She still had her normal beauty, with a little help from a single mother look. Her mane and banner were normally long and silky. Her pelt was like always, groomed to perfection. The only thing, the only flaw this moment, was that she was so damn skinny. Nothing came from her mug as she approached the two stags. Her stomach bulging normally, purple and gold orbs stared at them both, not saying a thing for a moment. She then backed away and layed down on a big flat rock. Waiting...[/color]
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Post by sink on Dec 29, 2008 20:19:08 GMT -5
So when he smirked how at symos, it was unbearable. He had that feral instinct to leap at him like the inferior lupuis breed. To ri him apart with his maw, to gouge out his eyes, and bleed his brain. He repressed this urge, controlling himself to let nowt a clue of his inner urge pass his face. His facade was perfect. No flaws in it, no emotion was expressed over the vacant stare out of his dead blue eyes.
The wall eyed branco took a step towards the new arrival, knoing that an edge would be hit on Blitz after his next act.
"Well, hello bitch. Come to see the play, have you? Well, sweetie, you will not be disappointed." he called in the rough tone of unuse. The reedy scratches of language were comparable to nails on a chalkboard.
Symos stepped to waards the brindled knabby. Noticing how their coats were close in design, her obviously looked best next to symos. " Care to try and predict the out come?" He called to her, after she laid on the rock.
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Post by .r e e d. on Dec 29, 2008 20:26:36 GMT -5
The palomino rolled her eyes, "Get on with it bastard." she called to Symos. "Take notes not to touch me. The foal is very sensitive to touch. I'm quite far along." she growled. Mood swing. A kick came from Flame in response. The Fae's optics arrowed as she nipped in return. "Oh, call me a bitch huh? Well, go ahead, homo bastard." this Fae was not one to mess with. A soft nudge from the baby inside her made her smirk. "We'll see. And, yes I have. No thanks, bastard." she snarled....[/color]
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Post by sink on Dec 29, 2008 20:38:13 GMT -5
He laughed at the faes attitude towards him. It was a deep, reedy chuckle. And, he aproached the matron. "Well care to elaborate on this? Care to explain your predicted outcome?" symo's silky reply came. And he approached the manx, each step coming just as ominous as the next, until he as just in her face. " I'd watch that tone of yours, that is of course, if you wanted to keep that flith growing inside you." he threated towards her. His breath could, and possibly did fan her face. And she would probably be smelling the rot of carrion from his mouth. For she for sure wouldnt be smelling the sweet scent of foliage coming from his breath. with that, his dead eyes turn away from the vix, and he moved back to the center of the clearing. Smirking at the mare for another minute, before turning back to Blitz, who still contacting his fake gods. Could he possibly hope for a miracle? Ha! Like he stood a chance, like he truly did, against himself. He was feral. He had bones that were stronger and more supportive then any arabian could dream of. He could keep pace with a racing throughbred if he so desired. And what could this lowly stag do? was he born from the feral world? raised apon the unforgiving land? had he murdered, for another breath? Had he? For as he again, scanned the bodice of blitz, seizing his trained eye for weak spots, he say low a scar. Though he made no judgement on that yet. For many sought to hide their blessed marks of life.
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Post by .r e e d. on Dec 29, 2008 20:51:22 GMT -5
"Excuse me? Do you think you can just push me around like that? The hell with the nice bitch. And I don't wanna judge yet. I'll keep any tone I want," southern accent pushing over the edge. "And why the hell do you reek of kill? Another cannibal? Please, I've dealt with them before." she lowered into a seductive, devilish tone, whispering, "I bet on you, don't tell him, maybe you wanna play later..." she beathed in his auds, cool, sweet breath flowing into his auds and nares. Her purple optics searching his...[/color]
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Post by sink on Jan 1, 2009 19:53:03 GMT -5
Symos did not like th attitude the fae as taking towards him, and as she lowered her breathe to play seductively at him, he laughed. " Oh, But you have judged havent you. Safe guarding your bet like any gambler. Well doll, your pokerface has quite the crack in it doesn't it? No confidence behind it... Flawed, aren't you. Well, I'm afraid you don't fit in my plans." He lashed his tail in amusement. Watching the fea, and thinking of an earlier comment "And why the hell do you reek of kill? Another cannibal.." Maybe he had canibulism in him, but he asnt a cannibal... Or was he? No. He just liked blood in his mouth. In that sadistic way, he loved the taste of blood. But he didn't have to explain himself to anybody. So he rested that case know.
Turning back to blitz, who was still bowed to his gods, still asking for some damn protection he'd never get.
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Post by .r e e d. on Jan 2, 2009 19:45:38 GMT -5
((((Note, she was whipsering, so I'll take the clue that he was whispering??)))) The vixen narrowed her purple otpics. "We'll see." she whispered, brushing her rump down his side. Her zebra pillars took her back to the bloody rock and folded underneath her as she layed down. Her brawny palomino brindled pelt rippled with uneasieness. The offspring inside her flialed around and finally settled down. But, not without leaving her breathless. The vixen didn't care who one. If Blitz won, she'd go back with him. If Symos won, well. You'll see. "Well? Get on with it. I wanna go home soon." Raine snapped, Mood Swing!! The icy wind whipped her dreads and bannar 'round.[/size]
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Post by sibber-chow on Jan 2, 2009 23:48:35 GMT -5
NOTICE: Unspoken Glory, you have until Jan. 5th to make your reply or else your land will be forefeited to Sink's stag, Symos.
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Post by awoken on Jan 5, 2009 16:29:42 GMT -5
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Blitz snarled at thier arguing. He reared and nieghed." why do you want my land? it means nothing to you." Blitz looked at raine and smiled he liked how she was on his side. Blitz charged the brute and stopped right in front of him."Im done being nice you want a fight, fight, you want me to bow down to you it will never happen but show me you deserve my land and all who may live there in the future.
Blitz studied the stallion and laughed to himself. Everything was wrong in him. Blitz hates when horses act like they are all that but they arent at all. They are useless but Blitz knew this horse had power and he showed it but this time it was blitz's turn. Blitz had power but never had the chance to show it.
Blitz stared straight into his eyes."I dont want to fight but i will. I dont want any killing please. But i will. For my land. i will die saving my land an how will you die. trying to clam somthing that doesnt belong to you?"
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Post by sink on Jan 5, 2009 21:52:26 GMT -5
Symos laughed, as he was supposedly charged. Though he didn't eve blink when Blitz stopped. Causing dry dust to settle over them both. Disappointed that the stag did stop in his advancement, just to waste time talking.What a bore. Time for this to end. He wanted his land know, and he wasn't in the mood to waste time talking with the death note. "How heroic." He laughed, smirking towards the stag. Who obviously was hesitant against him, as he would have made a blow towards symos had he wanted things to end. Obviously he was scared. With this, symos half reared, like a performing lipizan and lashed out to blitz. Feeling his daims hit blows at blitz in his cavity area. Lunging forward he bit down on him, grasping the crest of blitz with his blood thirsted maw.
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Post by awoken on Jan 7, 2009 15:40:45 GMT -5
[[ur god modling you cant say Lunging forward he bit down on him, grasping the crest of blitz with his blood thirsted maw. you can only say Lunging forward he tried bite down on him, hopeing he would grasping the crest of blitz with his blood thirsted maw.
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Blitz knew the brute was makeing fun of him. Blitz laughed to himself."You call yourself a horse you really are an ass hole." Blitz dodged the horses bite but as he put his head back up he hit it on the brute. [as the brute tride to bite him] Blitz stepped back then challanged symo to come after him again." Is that all you got?" Blitz reared and nieghed.
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Post by sink on Jan 7, 2009 16:49:04 GMT -5
-cough- Thats not god modeling sir. I did not say at what area Symos hit, I Just said he made a hit. Its not like all his move will. Besides, I decided to make SURE that his first two moves Hit. You only get 6 moves, and 2 dodges. So. As i said, Not god modeling. Godmodeling would be more or less - Symos lunged forward opening his mouth extra wide to bite Blitz. He feel blitz's blood drizzle down his mouth, and enjoyed the feeling. So, obviously, I did not god model. Any questions?
Also, you did not acknoledge my First move.
"Blitz knew the brute was makeing fun of him. Blitz laughed to himself."You call yourself a horse you really are an ass hole." Blitz dodged the horses bite but as he put his head back up he hit it on the brute. [as the brute tride [[Tried]] to bite him] Blitz stepped back then challanged symo to come after him again." Is that all you got?" Blitz reared and nieghed. [neighed]" Either we acknolegde this as both of your dodges, Or, as powerplaying. Becuase you cant dodge two moves that were SURE FIRE.
And, to seperate your 'talking' from your 'roleplaying instead of just using quotations, Trying BOLDING things. This makes it easier for everyone.
When this is all cleared up, I can post, but not before, as it'd just be shotty, and not worth anyones while.
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