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Date Posted: 19:48:47 11/29/02 Fri
Author: §lim §hady
Subject: « under the influence
In reply to: Ambrosia 's message, "The smell of battle" on 19:14:59 11/29/02 Fri







vermilion-lined membranes flare, venomous glare locked onto the opposing titan's spheres. abhorrent battlecry blasts through pipes, a shrill haunting scream that could have shaken the very foundations of heaven and hell. acoustics adhere to skull, cranium shaken from side to side as if to clear his senses. powerful, sinewy shanks raise sable hessian's massive bulk into the atmosphere, another trumpeting call torn from larynx. the darkening sky is riven by the strike of lightning, its jagged forked limbs extending out to the horizon. behemoth of midnight pigmentation returns to the earth, muscles rippling beneath blackened canvas. the battle was on. the tenacious vagabond would never give up. robust pillars propel carcass forward, lethal flints ripping the lithosphere to pieces. gargoyle charges towards his rival, veering slightly to the right. at the last possible moment, he swerved to the left and performed a quick half-rear, bringing the weight of the front half of his body down on sanctum's left foreleg. velvets are pulled back, baring slightly yellowed enamels. a sound that could be called a growl rumbled deep in larynx right before razors raked at the neck of the obsidian python. after his assault, slim shady leapt nimbly away from the stallion. if his attacks went as well as planned, the injury to his adversary's leg would limit his mobility and agility, and the abrasion on his neck was what could be called adding insult to injury. charred leviathan begins loping slowly in a circle around his assailant, knowing it was harder to hit a moving target.

Guess who's back, back again
Shady's back, tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's back
Guess who's back, guess who's back...

Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
'Cause we need a little controversy
'Cause it feels so empty without me
I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
'Cause we need a little controversy
'Cause it feels so empty without me



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