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Post by KatiieColours on Dec 8, 2009 12:58:51 GMT -5
ASYLUM
Why so serious?
Why so serious?
Night was beginning to fall over Terra scure, the sun sinking behind the ominous, pitch black silhoettes of the gnarled trees in the distance. A lone stag stepped with an arrogant grace through the trees, very much solitary. Noone approached him. Occasionally he would saunter up to another, but even the darkest would leave after just a few minutes in his company. If he let them.
Ebony coat blended with the ever increasing shadows, the area around him deathly silent, nothing except the soft repetative pad of his coal daggers sounding out into the bitterly cold air. There was only two parts of his tall bodice that was visible in the darkness: one, his ruby red eyes which seemed to smoulder continually in the ether, and two, the blood red markings around his lips which formed the deranged, disturbing and frankly unusual grin that made Asylum who he was.
He moved into a lope, one made for speed and not particularly grace. Still, you had to agree, there was something about him. Something so dangerous, you were irrevocably drawn to it, like a moth to a flame, but last second your natural instincts sensed the immediate threat to their life and you found your bodice backing away, slowly, not wanting to disturb the beast within.
Sliding to a stop the snow churned up behind him, a startling contrast to his onyx pelt. His orbs glittered like two rubies embedded in his skull, scanning the surroundings for someone who could end his boredom. Garnet and jet kissers opened, breath misting.
Then, a wicked, satanic, bone-tingling cackle of laughter erupted into the now still air.
Character played} Asylum, a dark, dark stag who I based on the Joker.
Muse} Erm, okay. First time i've rped him, so hopefully it'll start flowing more naturally soon.
Tag} Anyone (:[/font][/size]
