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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Apr 6, 2010 21:45:09 GMT -5
Azrael [/font] Human mice, for the angel of death
Four hundred thousand more to die[/center] Azrael walked through the familiar grounds. The smell of death lingered in the air. The smell of rotting flesh, and carcasses. The scavengers circled above head. it was a sure sign something was dead. in this case there was more than one thing. more than one creature dead. that was always the case here. you could smell this place from miles around. but to azrael she loved the smell. she craved the smell of death. she enjoyed seeing animals suffer. she enjoyed them in pain. even more than that she liked causing it. but it didn't last long before she finally stopped playing.
from her looks she looked like an angel, beautiful bright colors. oh but she was an angel, and angel of death. if only her she wore her true colors on her coat. she'd be dead. she lived to kill, it was that simple. she was a bitch. it was that simple. she loved playing mind games with her unfortunate victims, she could control them, and invade their dreams. she hated her life so much, but killing herself would be the easy way out. and she couldn't just give up. there was no way in hell she'd just give up.
She continued walking through the hell hole she called home. she was only for a walk, and if she was lucky she'd find some poor creature as her next victim. she was a heartless bitch, and if it was another equine who dared to pissed her off she would do all in her power to make sure they suffered a painful death. her bright purple, pink colored orbs scanned the surrounding grounds looking for a sign of life. the smell of death was overwhelming, so there was no way of really smelling anything other than rotting flesh.
Azrael was hungry. Or else she just wanted to kill something. either way, something would eat it eventually. She picked up her pace as adrenaline pumped into her blood stream. her heart began to beat faster in her chest cavity. her head flung from side to side with wild jerking motions. Her nostrils flared and her eyes widened. She was now out for some fun, and possibly a meal. |
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Post by L Y N X ! on Apr 6, 2010 22:39:20 GMT -5
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» Veleno strolled through the territory, black irises scanning lazily about, lips wrapped around a fish. It flopped weakly in hia maw, gaping feebly for water that wasn't there. The grim reaper stallion slowed his pace, letting the fish drop from his jaws, two large fang holes punctured into its sides. He lowered hi crown and hungerily bit down on the fish, ripping chunks free from its flesh and swallowing it greedily. He savored its flavor, saliva flooding into his mouth. He loved fish. In no time the fish was no more, and the brute licked his muzzle, finally looking up and spotting a exoticly colored mare. He raised his neck and studied her, eyebrows raised. A smirk then tugged at his maw. "Hey there, sexy!
[/color]" he called, flicking his ears. [/blockquote][/size]
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Apr 7, 2010 10:25:30 GMT -5
Azrael [/font] Human mice, for the angel of death
Four hundred thousand more to die[/center] Azrael was annoyed when he followed her. When she walked away she thought maybe he'd actually be smart enough to know she wanted to be left alone. She should have known better, of course he'd follow her. She stopped rolled her eyes and looked at him. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Don't wanna talk to me? Thats not very nice, you know, I was just saying hi." There were so many thing wrong with that sentence. A disgusted look fell upon her face. ' First, Don't call me Sweetheart, got it? Second, No I don't want to talk to you. And lastly, I'm not nice, so fuck off. ' She snorted, stomped her hoof and started walking again.
She would have vanished using her power, but she decided not yet. Besides she liked playing games, for the moment she did anyway. The second she got really annoyed though, she would vanish. She wouldn't kill him though, she didn't need to start a war that wasn't needed. She didn't want to lose her life because of a stupid decision.
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Post by L Y N X ! on Apr 10, 2010 20:56:24 GMT -5
Fuck me, I'm a c e l e b r i t y !
» Veleno flicked his ears, watching the mare as she almost completely ignored him and continued walking on her merry (more like skulking) way. He shook his mane, grinning in amuesment, exposing long fangs that dripped with a green-tinted liquid. Venom. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Don't wanna talk to me? Thats not very nice, you know, I was just saying hi.
[/color] " Veleno let out a cackle, whipping his eboney tail. He jerked his crown up, holding it high, gazing over at the mare as she continued to walk away.
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Post by OH HAI SPI! on Apr 10, 2010 21:11:40 GMT -5
Azrael [/font] Human mice, for the angel of death
Four hundred thousand more to die[/center] Azrael was annoyed when he followed her. When she walked away she thought maybe he'd actually be smart enough to know she wanted to be left alone. She should have known better, of course he'd follow her. She stopped rolled her eyes and looked at him. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Don't wanna talk to me? Thats not very nice, you know, I was just saying hi." There were so many thing wrong with that sentence. A disgusted look fell upon her face. ' First, Don't call me Sweetheart, got it? Second, No I don't want to talk to you. And lastly, I'm not nice, so fuck off. ' She snorted, stomped her hoof and started walking again.
She would have vanished using her power, but she decided not yet. Besides she liked playing games, for the moment she did anyway. The second she got really annoyed though, she would vanish. She wouldn't kill him though, she didn't need to start a war that wasn't needed. She didn't want to lose her life because of a stupid decision.
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