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Subject: *Breathe Chaos. Breathe Death* Author: Catastrafy [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:48:48 01/26/03 Sun In reply to: Namachi 's message, "*New Post*" on 17:05:50 01/26/03 Sun (Lord. Go to church, then have a bit of lunch and look what you miss) Not Tyreal.... *Someone was going to die, but no one would without a fight. Anew, did the crimson temptress fell, as her mind acutely functioned and knew what had to be done. In secret, the same weapon used to end her life slipped back into her possession, as slitted, warring orbs gashed and ripped at the golden hued. Extreme hate festered there, and would aid in her selfdestruction if she laid idle. Especially with her other son now on the playing field. She wouldn't dare just sit and watch* *Suddenly a clash split the air, as a dagger met another instrument of death. Even following that was another, as a swift whip batted at the offender, spikes that labeled it large and overgrown, though easily handled by thier mistress. She cut her member throughout the air, doing all to give Rage a bit more time....hopefully, someone could get him out of here* We must do this together.... *Catastrafy knew in all her experience and power, that she was no match for she that stood before. Eyes danced, looking for loopholes, but it seemed if there were any, they were all knotted up. But fortitude returning, not that it had ever really left, she spoke to the opposite* Namachi....you havta know it won't be cake to kill that dragon. He's has way to much support, whether our strength rivals yours or not. *It didn't. But that wouldn't put her down. But she did still wish for more help...she could't take anymore deaths. The red could just feel the pain of her son with the loss of Brahâma....what a fighter. A true warrioress. The red stood her ground, enamel plastered to the air, lip bound back, poison generating* [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> Subject: -How Silver Lit the Skies- Author: Soul Reaver [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:59:01 01/26/03 Sun -Long in the shadows had she lingered, stealth her only companion. Saucer gaze of pure steel had watched all, and this new threat was non to be pleased of.- -She moved, seeing the distraction her mother had put up, and it seemed not for herself and maybe a little for Rage, but for this blue. Looked a lot like her father. And come to think of it, that crimson she had been holding looked an awful lot like her. Her mind tingled...did she actually have some brothers?- -Who cares. Well, she did, but that wasn't exactly mundane to the current situtation. She moved, motions fluid and of perfect feline quality. It was the that she was beside Rage and Flecks. She could tell that he had been healed. Did her mother know this. He could probably move himself, but still, she was correct in her statement. They had to do this together- -Whisper flooded from her, softer then a star's story, to the auds of the bleeding healer. Compassion for the Light. A first...but Flecks deserved and earned it- Flecks, we have to get you better. If not totally, some. You're not safe...none of us are. You must tell me what to do to help you the most, though I do know of someone who might be able to help with that coughing, for it's only makig yo loose more blood. If I could only get to her mind... -Her words paused as she huddled close to the dragoness, trying to keep darkness abound to them. Her mind quarried as it tried to leap from her mind to another's, a good ways from her. A Queen in distant lands....one who may be able to help.- [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> Subject: (AHHHH! *Screams bloody murder* I'm gone for one day and and... *nearly faints*) Author: Rage/Domino [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 19:48:34 01/26/03 Sun (*Pouts greatly* OKay then...So the voice has made her appearance just dangy. I know how to kill her, but it aint gonna be easy. And everyone is getting hurt. And you KILLED my favorite Hatchling! How DARE you! *Ebon' dragon roars* Anyways...I aint mad at anyone just umm overly overwhelmed. So uhhh give me a moment to write this. I'm missing the super bowl to do it so ya'll had better love me! *Glares* Hehe...Kidding once again) -The ebon' drake had been still though in pain for sometime, but as the taunts of the voice grow louder he stirs- -If only alittle- -Crimsons widen in alarm and anger as the inmobile brute is stuck to watch the going on's around him- -As the silver form of Brahâma is seen flashing before him a slight curl of lips is shown- -But such a look of near pleasure is so bitterly shortlived as with horror and pain he watched the prized beauty fall- -A roar filled full with pain and anger is sent forth as the mighty brute had, had enough- -Feeling renewed from the healing with which Flecks, the Light had given him he stood- -Muscles rippling with anger and tentsion as he saw the choices before him. And none were good- "Namachi....so that is what insanity is called." -Crimson stare at the golden dragoness before him, though in his mind she shall always remain a haunting voice and nothing more. For beauty was only skin deep and what lay beneth this beast was anything but beautiful- -Lips curl into a snarl as he replied to her question- "You leave me little choice. And besides we all know you would love a challenge for your next meal." -Words may seem merry when heard by one afar, but any near could feel the daggers with which they were sent forth with- -Each wishing to come forth and cause chaos, just as Namachi, herself had done- -All that was said an done was more a bravo then anything or was it- -All knew that RAGE was known to hold anger within him, that many a times if not releashed could destroy the very holder- -But now he had a target, something with which to send it all at. And believe me when he was more then willing to try- -He was in no way ready to die and this voice- -This dragoness,Namachi- -She would leave unpleased...if he had his way with things- -Whip lashes out angerly at the air around as crimson dare to leave the golden dragoness for just a fraction of a second- -And only to look upon his fallen daughter. The one that was so much like him and in the end had seemed to pay for it- -Snarls as he rose to his full height, nearly as tall as the one before him, but not quite- Let's Dance... -The Angerd- -The Painted- ~*~RAGE~*~ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> Subject: |=|The Strong & Fearless|=| Author: Tyrael [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 01:28:52 01/27/03 Mon Brute growls ominously, large blue body tensed for battle. He'd let Rage take this round, but if intervention was needed, he would be the first to rip the gold apart.... [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: *Breathe Chaos. Breathe Death* Author: Catastrafy [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:45:18 01/27/03 Mon *So he was well. Good. But how good would this remain?* *Weapon still raised, death-lapping point glintted in the dim illumination, the rouge backed some knowing that this was the black's battle. Still, she would intervene if she felt it necessary* *Slowly back she sunk, rough thrumming still pounding the walls of her oxygen tube as she warned the threat instincively. But it was slowing and would soon cease, as she caught a glimsp of numerous bounds of silver in the darkness* Soul Reaver? *There she was, knelt by the healer whom she owed so much to. It was almost comical....ever thought she'd owe anything to a Light. But that wasn't a point of the matter. A huge embrace engulfed the young mistress, overflowig with sinister tenderness and the effects of missing another. Indeed, she had certainly missed her first child.* *Finally, a proud mother could release the grown, and her lookers went on to see more of the picture. Flecks was in horrible shape, and she knew it. But what could they do. Down for thoughts, she simply settled beside them, propping up Flecks for any comfort she could bestow, and went on to watch what would unfold* [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> Subject: Events were unfolding so fast that the azure beast was literally stunned. Author: Azriel and Fyeren [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 13:33:12 01/27/03 Mon Horrified eyes watched his friend's daughter give her life and he knew that her death would strike at his son's heart as well. That in itself was enough cause for him to launch into the battle that was quickly ripening into fruition. But RAGE, restored and in a righteous fury, was there to answer the challenge which had been meant for him all along. A snarl rumbled from his chest as his lip curled to reveal gleaming fangs. His tail lashed angrily, the spikes adorning its end ready to bury themselves in the golden intruder. So soon after his Cat's restoration had she come to plague them, would they never enjoy peace. He retreated back to Cat's side, his muscles tight with tension. Obedient as always, Fyeren had hidden himself in one of the many crevices that existed in his home. Wide eyes witnessed the fall of Brahama, the beloved of his brother. His sinking heart was lifted again by the appearance of the latter, perhaps his brother could rid them of this nuisance. RAGE's recovery gave him further hope and soothed his nerves. He couldn't deal with the thought of his mother rushing into battle so soon after her ordeal with Skepei. And he'd personally kill his father if he let her. His breath caught in his throat as he watched the ebon and the golden come together for battle. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> Subject: (*)Fire Swift Fire(*) Author: HeLl SiNgEr [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:19:06 01/27/03 Mon (quite a party ya guys got goin! Hi everyone!) (*)A bloody red, fiery gaze blaring, entered the unholy tavern searching for the one that had called her there. No long did the Southern Queen have to search when the striking silver of her child's savior caught and latched her gaze. Using the shadows that so obeyed her slightest inkling, she moved to the side of the silv. Reminded her of her own growing mistress....just slightly older.(*) (*)Also surprised, was she, to see such a Light as Flecks in the middle of all of this, but two and two finaly put themselves together when she recollected the hear-say about a possessed Catastrafy. Flecks must have healed her or something. But whatever had happened, even more was flourishing....and it had a very dangerous scent. Jaws function though tongue tamed in quietude, as she spoke to Soul Reaver(*) Quite a predicament you all have managed to mix yourselves in, no? First your mother gets possessed killed and revived, and now this.....hats off. (*)Her gaze kept watch on the golden coloured, obvious foe, as she prowled opposite on the friend she came to see of. Her burning scales brought her to feverous heats as her pores seemed to absorb the fury that was resounding in this, now, place of battle. Own she watched before she remembered what she been called for. The "wooden box" had already been pulled out. A pawlaid on Flecks, as atention focused on the dragoness(*) What can I help with...or try to help with, for that matter. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> Subject: |^|Light|^| Author: Flecks [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 19:48:07 01/27/03 Mon |^|Miserable & Helpless...|^| |^|Tired... She was so tired. Optics flicker closed, blocking out the world, them snap open again with a glazed over tone. More? What of this... Integrity, daughter of RAGE and Common Sense. Soul Reaver, Cat, Azriel, Tyrael, RAGE, Common Sense, Hell Singer. Hell Singer? A forced grin of recognition slips onto bloodied lips and she shakes her head softly, replying to the many who seemed so concerned with her. She speaks, voice rasping with a gurgling undertone. The blood, of course|^| |^|There is little you can do for me. Don't watse your energies, I will heal naturally|^| |^|She pauses, frowning and voice becomes bitter for a brief moment|^| |^|Or as naturally as I am possibly able too. The most you can do is find something to clot this with|^| |^|An emerald talon rises, shaking, to the deep gash in her throat. So deep the layers of muscles surrounding her throat were exposed. It was the only physical problem she was encountering, other than exhaustion. And it had to be dealt with, even through she could not. Not now|^| |^|And then you can offer what support you can to RAGE. Should another fall at her hands, I doubt we will be able to stop her. Her strength will be too great|^| |^|Her voice was grim now. To many times had she encountered this creature. And it seemed it would not be killed. Only dealt with for awhile. But it fed off of pain, death and suffering. It already had the boost of Brahama's death. Another could make it unstopable. But enough with the gloomy facts, she still awaited a responce from the surrounding dragoness's or a move from the golden dragoness. Death's own messenger|^| |^|Dragoness of Light|^| |^|Flecks|^| [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> Subject: - Undying Anger - Author: Rage [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 19:38:16 01/27/03 Mon (Don't we just love drama in this tt? *Gives a crackle, though maybe it was the stress of the situation getting to her instead* Anyways. Off to my infamious and proabably bad posting...Blah. I just got home and have to leave in an hour so bare with.) -Sable brute angerd to the core did not miss the appearances and dissappearances of his followers and friends- -Lips having been curled back in a voluntary act of aggression- -Daggers of sharp ivory splender gleam as the scent of battle hung thickly in the air- Reaver, Catastrafy, HellSinger. We must get Flecks out of here. She is not safe. Do what you must to protect her. For has done the same for us. -This mental message is sent into the minds that were addressed- -But not for a moment did the raven scaled allow his gaze of crimson to falter- -Not even to see the return of azure's son and the ever cooling body of his daughter- -Snarling he cirlced, knowing he was in trouble, but was ready to take it on- -Evil was in his blood, but malice was not of him...unless it dealt with his family and tt- -They had pushed to far...it was time to push back- -Battle cry is given as the sable lashed his whip about once more- -He maybe foolish to wait, but in training one thing he had learned was let them come to you- -Fatal his choice maybe, but none of the less brave or was it- -Time would tell- -He's Destiny- -The Undecided- -The Pained- ~*~RAGE~*~ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> Subject: *And so it begins...* Author: Namachi [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 19:57:51 01/27/03 Mon Moving Flecks? No matter, death had suprises for her at home. More and more arrivals. Hmmm... The ebon had many allies. And so would have company in death. He had made the mistake she was unwilling to make. DO nto attack unless you are attacked. In truth, she had attacked him. His mind. But he attacked her in the real world. And that was were it all mattered. A devilish smirk flashes up from the very depths of hell and optics burn with the flames from below. Her own, high pitched cry rings out. Enough to snap glass. Bend matter and obscure vission. Her own special trick. Again, she moved to quickly to be seen. She was in one place, then suddenly another with only the ripples of air as proof of movement. As the ebons tail lances forward, she is beside him, the blade of shadows pointed at his side and screaming as it broke the air, searching for flesh. Namachi Death is my Beginning Perhaps, life is my end? [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> Subject: \\Light Wrath Dark Rage// Author: Raging Wrath [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 21:49:34 01/27/03 Mon Bronzed dragon enters, ebon optics taking in his surroundings and all present. His large, lithe body seemingly glides across the terra as he stops not far from his father and the gold. His gaze falls to his beautiful silver sister, her body cooling. Poor Brahama. He didn't really pity his sister, she wouldn't appreciate it. But what about Enya? They had a strange connection. How would Enya be affected by Brahama's death? However she was affected, even thought it wouldn't last long, would it be permentant? Where the Hell was Raistlin? He needed to hurry up. Raging Wrath \\The Divided// [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: (*)Fire Swift Fire(*) Author: HeLl SiNgEr [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 23:00:28 01/27/03 Mon (*)A grin had smudged her serious demeanor, not forced, but it pure reaction to the one that was. No, perhaps there knowing of each other had never been the best, but she wasn't there for her, she was there for the dragon. Nontheless, ignoring the displeasure of one for her being there, she gave the Healer a response, hexachord vocals ringing out an occult tune(*) Don't worry. I already thought of that when Soul Reaver called me. Provisions should be on the way. (*)Speak of the Devil. A soft, thrumming glow had now entered the cavern, so minature compared to the items it bore. This way and that it sallied in furious bursts and speeds, until it arrived at the bunch. A charm came to the Firess' eye, as extended paws caught what was dropped before her. The little glow was actually a nymph dragon, Fyre, if being particular. Her little helper. A gift from an past and gone friend(*) Thank you, Fyre. That shall be all. (*)A nod from both, and the little creature dismissed himself, hurrying back to his scorching lands. He had never liked this fickle business of battle, so the sooner he was allowed to depart, the better(*) (*)In her grasp she now held thick rolls of fur, and clothes, priceless and removed from her own nest. Fashionably decorated, where they, golden trimmings and silver lace....but how a bit of blood would give them that extra appeal, no? Another grin, as she thought in her own self.(*) (*)Leaning unto the dragoness, her lengthy reach wrapped the linen cloth tightly around her throat, tucking here and there to make sure it stayed where it was meant to. After a few more applyings, covering all ruptured areas, the thick fur was applied, a good aid of isulation. Finished(*) There...fine? [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: - The Confused - Author: Rage [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 00:22:20 01/28/03 Tue (I didn't really attack, though my post could be mistaken as that so never mind. I'll play along. To tired to argue) -Ebon' could not help but flinch as this cry of hell itself is given- -Scales seeming to crawl with an effort to avoid the powerful affect it had- -She was fast, too fast. He would never be able to out play her- -Not in a game of speed- -But maybe in another way- -A snarl of slight alarm is given as he saw the glint of a blade, sailing towards him- -She was powerful, but she wasn't invincable, nothing was- -Roar is given as he moved, but instead of trying to avoid the attack he meet it- -With his own- -Whip snaked forth as tylons of silver extended- -Blood would be drawn today...but by both, be there no doubt- ~*~RAGE~*~ (Sorry that was so shitty. I am PMSing and everything else this week. I might not be on the rest of the week either. So don't kill me. Please!) [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: . necrodivine gaian . Author: .integrity. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:15:51 01/28/03 Tue . glaring at the gold. .she had no fear for the gold dragon. .really, none at all. .easily walking through the whole fight, she lies down. .next to her dead sister's body. .her brass and bronze body stained red. .blood red. .but, she would protect her falled sister's body. .there was hope for her, she knew it. .wrath knew it. .and so, defending it, she waited. .and waited. .and waited for the right time. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: \\Light Wrath Dark Rage// Author: Raging Wrath [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:43:34 01/28/03 Tue Bronzed brute's gaze flickered to the youngest of his clutch. Integrity. He'd missed her so much. A soft smile was given to his favorite sibling, his large body shifting to shield her. He knew she was powerful, probably more so than him, but the instincts of a big brother were't to be rivaled with. And he refused even the chance that another of his sisters' fall..... Raging Wrath \\The Divided// [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: |^|Light|^| Author: Flecks [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 20:50:37 01/28/03 Tue |^|Light|^| |^|Dragoness of silven hue relaxes slightly as the open soar on her neck is soothed, and clotted. Relaxing as much as she can she nods to those about her. She was fine. For now. But now they needed to prepare to help. Incase another fell|^| |^|Flecks|^| |^|Dragoness of Light|^| [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: -How Silver Lit the Skies- Author: Soul Reaver [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 21:36:17 01/28/03 Tue -It was if she had read the recently doctored's mind, and so her voice set an inquiry- What do we have to do Flecks....for we must do something. -There, at that breath in time, she fell silent knowing she had said all there was to be. Muscles remained tense, bucking under her hide, eyes stark and brutal. The silver mistress was ready- (i know what u mean girl....know whatcha mean) [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: *Shadows, blood and I...* Author: Namachi [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 00:03:57 01/29/03 Wed *Blood shadows adn I...* The dragoness snickers to herself and twists the blade sharply. Still drilling it towards him whips strong golden whip whirls towards his head. Pain Pain Death Pain Namachi *Shadows, Blood and I...* [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: - Silent Rage - Author: Rage [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 01:50:13 01/29/03 Wed -Maybe it was rage that moved him onward, but none the less- -The Raven scaled contiued his course for the golden- -Mental link was still open as he listend slightly to the conversations 'bout him- -He remember what Flecks had said about the heart- -But how was one to get to that? He'd have to find a way- -Roar of pain is given as blade grazed scales of midsection, close to ribs, but nothing fatal- -In his anger he nearly missed the whip that sailed his way, but his own contourd with it's own power- -Snarling voice rang out- "You will not get me without a true fight." -Crimsons flash with the hate he was now feeling- -Scales seemed to start to heat or did they- -No one could be sure, but rage was now his master, not this thing- -She was the enemy- -The Pained- -The Angry- ~*~RAGE~*~ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: †SFS† Author: Shadow Shifter [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 10:57:49 01/29/03 Wed †SFS† †Navy brute came forth into the hellish cavern. Silv'n orbs quickly perceive his father and the golden dragoness. Mind flies to piece things together. Optics survey the rest present, Hell Singer of Saber Edge, Azriel, Catastrafy, Flecks, and others. A pang of hurt pierces his heart as he watches his half siblings protecting their fallen sister. Body tenses and he moves towards them, to offer help to them as well as be ready if any other help was called upon. Mind focuses in on the golden's movements† †Shadows Forever Shift† †Shadow Shifter† [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: . necrodivine gaian . Author: .integrity. [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 11:15:11 01/29/03 Wed . hissing under her breath, the gaian watched her brother approach her. .this was her rolemodel, her best friend. .and still, the blood within her impure gaian form had changed those feelings. .the desire of solitude, of darkness. .but still, she kept her mouth closed and nodded to him. .lightning seemed to pass throughout her already brillant yellow irises. .especially when the other decided to come towards her. .a growl was kept within her own throat, to herself and herself alone. .damn the gaian blood within her. .it had corrupted the once neutral, and righteous necrodivine. .but. .she did hold her regard, as she stepped over her sister's fallen body. .and resting her dial upon the blood stained chest of the silver frame. .topaz orbs dart to and fro, watching and waiting. .her rage within her towering, but the tolerance held it within. .and only to herself. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: \\Light Wrath Dark Rage// Author: Raging Wrath [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 18:25:25 01/29/03 Wed Brute backed away from his sister. She had changed; he read it in her thoughts and feelings. Before, he'd been unwilling to acknowlede it, but now he had no choice but to do so. An inward sigh was given. Everything had changed while he had been gone. Those he loved most, and even himself. His confused little sister was no more, and in her place stood a Dark among Darks'. He was the last in their clutch to not choose a path. And he would keep his long ago promise to himself. A path was something he would never choose..... [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: \\Light Wrath Dark Rage// Author: Raging Wrath [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 18:26:06 01/29/03 Wed Brute backed away from his sister. She had changed; he read it in her thoughts and feelings. Before, he'd been unwilling to acknowlede it, but now he had no choice but to do so. An inward sigh was given. Everything had changed while he had been gone. Those he loved most, and even himself. His confused little sister was no more, and in her place stood a Dark among Darks'. He was the last in their clutch to not choose a path. And he would keep his long ago promise to himself. A path was something he would never choose..... Raging Wrath \\The Divided// [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: *Shadow, Blood & I* Author: Namachi [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 21:37:02 01/29/03 Wed *Shadows, Blood & I* Strike... Good, very good. She withdrew very slightly from the male sneering. *Is that so? Good, then perhaps you won't be another dissapointment. So? What are you waiting for? Give me this true fight?* The ness snickers once again and whips the blade down from high above her, striking at the back of his neck... NaMaChI *Shadows, Blood & I* [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: †SFS† Author: Shifter [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 22:45:39 01/29/03 Wed †SFS† †He, too, heard and felt the feelings of the younger sister and stepped back away from her. A glance was given to Wrath. He had never been given choice, but if he had he would do the same. Or hadn't he already? Shaking dial silv'n auds focus on golden form. His mind raced and a scream of thoughts left forth. Quickly it was blocked from everyone else so no one could hear who he was calling. No one would know of the demon to come....The only ones who even knew of its existence was B&C and CS† HEYLEY! †The silent beast watched, waiting to see RAGE's counter to the strike† †SFS† †Shadow Shifter† [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: - Undying Anger - Author: Rage/Domino [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 00:11:39 01/30/03 Thu (Man I feel like I got ran over by a Semi-truck! *Moans* I'm sore, and in an overly crappy mood. *Looks to the post she needs to do* Humph...This so is not gonna be a good post, but I shall try. How is everyone else doing? I hope better then me.) -As the gold 'ness snickered, He roared- -Each pain she inflicted on him caused her to grow stronger- -Or more sure, He could not let that happen- -As she withdrew for a moment he watched- -But she quickly returned and with the dagger blade drawn- -She was quick, real quick, but he knew it was beatable- -Though in a cavern the male knew his wings would come into play somehow- -Now they did- -With a powerful thrust they unfold- -Sending him hurtling backwards- -Away from the oncomming attack- -And giving him slight distance- -He could not contiue this battle when his mind tried to listen to others- -So with slight regrett he shut his mind down- -Blocking the thoughts of other's from him- -Focusing truly on the one before him- -Lips curling backwards he circled, whip raised in a defensive position- -She was waiting for him to attack, he knew it- -But did he dare to hold off? He wasn't sure- ~*~Rage~*~ [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: *Breathe Chaos. Breathe Death* Author: Catastrafy [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 18:48:02 01/30/03 Thu (i know how ya feel, D. I'm so firgign depressed right now, and it's all because of my f*cking mother. Ahhh! I don't even remember what Cat was doing. Poor girl....) *She watched the battle, witnessing it get more and more nourished by the following maneuvers. Rage wasn't doing too bad....this would be a good fight.* *Around her haunches did her spiked member rest, twitching ever-so-suddenly as impulses made her want to react for the raven beast. But in her place she stood, eager to hear word from Flecks, a response to her daughter's question* [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: |^|Dimming Light|^| Author: Flecks [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 20:50:03 01/31/03 Fri |^|Dimming Light|^| |^|Through the pain and fatigue plaguing a silven face, s dark simper flickers up for a moment in time. Then slips back to a rather emotionless flare, silven face flawless at it had previously been. Her body was fighting the striking darkness the gold had placed within, and to some extend succeeding. She would be as close as she could be to well in these dark lands soon. And then comes speach, a sickened cough breaking her words for a moment and spewing blood down her much. But not as much, or nearly as harsh|^| |^|Her weakness, perhaps, in this form in life. As the bringer of death life would undoubtably quail her power. And considering that Brahama's death has added to her power, perhaps we could reverse it with her revival. But is beyond my power, and too late for many others. The rest would not be quick enough. So, that isn't possible|^| |^|Another spasm of blood and harsh breath is released form mouth of silver and she frowns, pained and confused. It was getting worse|^| |^|The only other way would be to slow her down. Though how, I do not know. Take away her sword maybe? RAGE can't get in close while she still has that|^| |^|Again a dark cough attacks her body, followed by another, and yet another. The spasm continues and when ended, blood runs darkly and quickly down her front. Sucking in air greedily she gasps, chest heaving. And words stopping while she struggled for control of her silven body.|^| |^|Flecks|^| |^|Dimming Light|^| [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: *Shadows, Blood & I...* Author: Namachi [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 21:17:35 01/31/03 Fri *Shadows, Blood & I...* The dragoness smiles darkly as her prey wings away from her. Running? A chase. Oooooo how fun!As she steps forward, attention whips to the silven femme. The one giving away many of her secrets. With a growl and a wave of the hand the dragoness vanishes. Gone back to the south. With a satisfied nod she returns her attention to RAGE. Not allowing a moment of weakness for him to strike at. And continues the walk towards him, sword swinging casually in her hand. *Ready to give in RAGE? God knows you aren't going to make it through this. And so does he. And so do I.* The words themselves were cocky, and amused. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: *How Silver Lit the Skies* Author: Soul Reaver [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 22:14:05 02/02/03 Sun -What was this? Flecks vanished? Indeed...this proved the strength of this golden plague. But her auds had heard the words of the Light, before she had been sent away.....a notion was brewing. Misty eyes of daring crimson locked with the moving figures, as she whispered- Mother...I might have an idea.... (okay, that absolutely sucked but i'm seriously pressed for time. Nell and I had to take an unexpected trip to NYC and haven't really gotten a chance to get on. But we should be good to go by tomorrow. We'll be home and settled by then, it's just been really hectic. I'd tell, but I'm shouldn't air peoples dirty laundry. But whatever, it seems peeps have been pretty busy themselves anywho. alright. c u guys layda) --Baby [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: (I'll post later) Author: Rage/Domino [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 23:46:23 02/02/03 Sun To tired to post today...sorries ya'll [ Post a Reply to This Message ]