-v- Bird of the Night -v- .;temptress;. ..nevermore.. -- The Bloobath

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Date Posted: 14:50:32 10/10/02 Thu
Author: Nightingale, Chica d' Tortura, Hark the Raven
Author Host/IP: 152.163.188.40
Subject: -v- Bird of the Night -v- .;temptress;. ..nevermore..
In reply to: Unruley 's message, "~*~The Lies...They Come Swiftly~*~" on 16:27:58 10/02/02 Wed

OOC: Okay, but I just wanted to make sure you knew that before it became an OOC fight as well as an IC one.

Arching her neck to protect the throat, Nightingale goes down and rolls over on top of Kharmendarhra, Kicking with her legs to prevent approach by another, she rolls over repeatedly to rid herself of the feline, closing her eyes against the light and flattening her ears against the sound, although she can still feel the beastess on her back.

Flame-hu'd fatale ingresses 'pon terra. Her thoughts elsewhere, she nearly stumbles into the fight before she notices what's going on. Quickly assessing the situation, she erupts forth to the aid of Unruley, recognizing her as royalty. Seductress charges, slamming into Tashir, then wheeling. Visage extends to sink iv'ries into Tamilir's neck, briefly seeking the jugular, then whirling and going after Skajira, shooting towards him too swiftly to be seen, intending to pound him to a pulp with her thrumming hooves.

In his home of Vile Street[[I think it is]], the steed senses trouble on the surface. Closing his eyes, he casts his magic about, scouting. Almost immediately he comes upon the situation, and quickly assesses it. Back in his physical body, his auds lay flat against his skull, which lowers, as he paws the earth, snarling. As he does so, flame surrounds his ebonite frame, and he is soon invisible in their depths. Quite suddenly, the flames die, and yet they are all that is gone. The steed once at their center has disappeared.

On the surface, flames quite suddenly erupt out of the earth, and in their center appears a black figure, which steps forth from the fire, and is revealed to be a stallion. With the flames at his back, for a moment he is the picture of a Hellhorse, unimaginably intimidating. The flames then reach forth and stream into the steed's bod, becoming a part of him. Flame-rimmed, he barrels forth, unstoppable, like a freight train. He barrels into Safukir, and then hind hooves -- heated unbearably by his fire, heated to burn -- fly towards the python. Instantly after they contact flesh, he brings them back beneath himself again. Wheeling, dial snakes out, iv'ries sinking into the python's cranium, and then he rears, forelimbs striking at the anaconda imprisoning the royalty of Hell.

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[> [> .| i hope you dance -- Slave Dancer, 16:00:05 10/10/02 Thu (205.188.209.75)

..i see hell in your eyes

..taken by surprise..

.| from the depths of the shadows a barely visible outline formulated. cerise eyes flashed with surpressed rage. acute lobes immediately fell backwards onto poll. the black scaled wings she possessed with a silver underbelly to match her muscle toning flashed irritatedly. nobody messed with anyone she knew and came to love. slave dancer's patience had just about run out. |.

.| hindmost tressed flickered and she faded furthur into the shadows, completely invisble. awaiting the right moment to uncage the rage. |.

..touching you makes me feel alive..
..touching you makes me die inside..

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[> [> [> .| i hope you dance [ this one! html actually works! ] -- Slave Dancer, 16:06:15 10/10/02 Thu (205.188.209.75)

..i see hell in your eyes..
..taken by surprise..
.| from the depths of the shadows a barely visible outline formulated. cerise eyes flashed with surpressed rage. acute lobes immediately fell backwards onto poll. the black scaled wings she possessed with a silver underbelly to match her muscle toning flashed irritatedly. nobody messed with anyone she knew and came to love. slave dancer's patience had just about run out. |.

.| hindmost tressed flickered and she faded furthur into the shadows, completely invisble. awaiting the right moment to uncage the rage. |.
..touching you makes me feel alive..

..touching you makes me die inside..

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[> [> �Speaking of The Devil...� -- Satan, 16:16:17 10/10/02 Thu (205.188.209.75)

From the surface of the emerald earth came an earth quaking sudden burst of shaking, cracks in the dry dirt quickly darted their way through the ground. Steaming vapor quickly arose from the darkest side of hell, filling the terrian of the steam all that could be seen through the foggy substance was an ember being bore forth pon the earth from the hades from below in the form of the masculine figure of an equine. The redish blazes roared forward slowly morphing into the normal figure of the equine, as it countinued to morph into shape quickly showed an ashen steed the blackest of ebony pelt and lining of a dullish gold with stretching oynx line through the middle of lining, lining stretched it's way over defined muscles and outward edges of the young masculine stallion. His slightly dished cranium showed clearly he was offspring of Unruley's. Golden, black rimmed optics seemed to glem with all hells lies and deaths, as they scanned over the battle. He was clearly the exact definition of the devil himself. The steam slowly faded away now bearing forth the almost fully transformed equine, the last of the burning daggers took they're form, he seemed untouchable as if he were unreal. Paper-like nares flared with fury as strangly colored orbs fell pon the enemy, he had felt the danger of his dam, from Unruley's dam he had inheritted the kingdom of Hamunaptra a smaller portion of Hell, the city of the dead, hells throne had been taken from his grasp by his newly born uncle. It seemed as if nothing dare make a noise in his entrance. Quickly reacting coal and dull golden spiriled alicorn shimmered of the sharpest point, arching bold neck pounding limbs rushed him forward as he rammed the alicorn to the youngest mare assist, finding her the easier one to rid of first, haunches brought him upward as he arose before her with dicing hooves struck t'wards femme's cranium whirling bringing bold figure around with great balance and speed brought up smoldering hind daggers of burning branding heat to contact to femme's chest and neck. Bringing limber body around agian making way around his dam and battling enemy steed, attaked other two assistants, Spiriling alicorn slashed for fatales' ribs and flank area such a cut here would bring infection on swift feet. Swirling to older femmora, fangs came forth from between straight unemotional lips, grabbed for mares neck and along the crest searching for the juggular vein whites clamped with the greatest of force each contact, turning again at unseeable speed apeared on other side of other fatale clamping jaws grabbed for neck and poll sinking teeth in enjoying the sweet taste of the battle as he move the bites onward up to her poll then whirling again his speed again un caught by the orb appeared before the two, flamethrower flew forth from point of alicorn, the fire ever gorwing as it reached them.

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[> [> [> .| hell in your eyes -- Slave Dancer, 16:45:13 10/10/02 Thu (205.188.209.75)

..i see hell in your eyes..

..taken by surprise..
.| blood-hued optics rolled within skull and imaptience almost caused her to blow her cover, but she remained still. some pride rolled within her, satan had grown up beautifully. but that was not why she was here. then oculi focused back on the battle raging on without her. |.

.| not even unruley or satan knew that she-bitch dwelled within the shadows. waiting. just waiting for the proper moment to attack. the small vision that only come could see began to dull even more so. none knew the shadows that boiled within. |.
..touching you makes me feel alive..

..touching you makes me die inside..

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[> [> [> [Closing Fonties *does font farie dance*] -- [Britt], 22:46:06 10/10/02 Thu (68.104.51.165)

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[> [> I Can Be Dirty, Too Don�t Turn Around, Don�t Say Goodbye -- Kafjir Deplion, 21:15:22 10/10/02 Thu (68.104.51.165)

As the duo of Elix ingress into terra, a loud, all consuming din is given, all matter being evacuated from the falcon�s lungs, causing the cry to reverberate into the surrounding territories. Massive jaguar form swoops downward at the assisting hellions, a loud battle scream erupting from larynx. Target is the masculine that attacks the serpent upon the unruly one�s boa, his vulture like wings folding against his jettison black pelt. As male is able to extend his legs and touch the earth, his bulk is now upon the ground, his long, loping strides bringing him closer to the offending with every second passed. Upon his arrival, muscled hindquarters bunch beneath the brute, and rocket him upward, his jaws closing around the vital vein in the male'� neck. Blood does indeed venture forth from it'� hidden realm, his target, or at least enough of it, met.

Though younger than his predecessor, the male made up for it in his size and will power. His target is the screaming bird, his white form suspending in the air directly above her. As her belly is exposed, the brute plummets downward, then lands aside the fem�s head. As she rolls over yet again, sizeable fangs sink into her throat, his grip being maintained despite her rolling about and thrashing. Legs and teeth are carefully avoided, yet the mascu knows that he will carry wounds from this battle.

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[> [> [> Down To One Last Breath -- Ensenya, 21:28:47 10/10/02 Thu (68.104.51.165)

Hellion enters arena, ebonite hued orbs widening in surprise. Before her are her two brothers amongst a massive, writhing pile of fools... why this surprised her, she did not know. However, one certain individual did catch her attention, the scent of she a familiarity mixed with that of another�Orbs widen in realization, and fem leaps into the air, quickly winging in from the perimeter of the territory, to directly into the thick of it. Without so much as a snarl, hellion drops, and I do mean drops onto the neck of �Hark the Raven�, her weight enough to, at the very, very least, throw the brute down. For added insurance, creature scales up the muscled thing and clamps powerful jaws over nostrils and maw, ensuring they close. Taloned paws dig into the face of the brute, several of them positioned neatly over his eye sockets.

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[> [> [> Creature Of The Night -- Aiji, 21:58:21 10/10/02 Thu (68.104.51.165)

Should a snake be able to cry out, now would be the time. As the burning hooves sear the reptile�s flesh, gaze spins wildly, only able to catch a glimpse of her attacker. However, burns scab over and sprout new, shined scales in place of the charred meat that once hung there, her immortality surpassing just about anything that this group could throw at her. Reptilian fem is quick enough to evade the brute�s snapping teeth, yet is unable to completely avoid is flailing hooves. Several more burns are prevalent upon her camo-hued pelt, yet they too heal over within a minuet. A new adaptation is now introduced to the serpent, a pair of sacks growing and filling within her mouth. Two fangs simultaneously break through the roof of her mouth, the things hollow and connected to the sacs. Instantly, the teeth are brought downward and into the muscle of Unruley, the venom quickly seeping into the hellion mare. Coiled bod continues to contract and squeeze the tender throat and trachea, yet she now continues to suffocate, and implant venom into the sprite�s blood system�

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