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Date Posted: 20:13:08 05/26/02 Sun
Author: Devil's Temptor
Author Host/IP: 24.56.39.110
Subject: |are you tempted?|
In reply to: .nyx. 's message, ".ruth." on 19:55:55 05/26/02 Sun

.dial tossed upward, blow lessened, though not much, not enough to really matter. .shaken was he, though he showed it not. .enamels jarred, sore, some chipped or broken. .useable, though 'twould, in the words of someone, hurt like a bitch. .he kicked out, though somewhat weakly, as she gained injury to other posterior. .ah, the joys which immortality could bring - if only he had more! .ah, well, you do what you can with what you've got. .muscles o'
limbs quake as landing is made 'pon he, spine escaping major injury, though crimson once more flows. .at least he can still move, right. .gotta look on the bright side. .let's see ... looks like he's getting beat by a girl, right now.

.the ebon paused. .now let's see. .what to do? .rear-attempt made, 'bout halfway up is all he goes, as fore limbs strike out with renewed fury, t'ward right hind o' she. .hock hit with surprising force - was that a crack? .in any case, surely painful it was. .larger mass o' brute circles, then springs forth - simply plowing into her. .force o' bodice contacts heavily wit' already-injured shoulder. .a quick inventory o' usable body parts. .oh, here we are. .just what I was looking for. .mascule 'ppears enlightened. .a half-rear made once more, just enough to send nails pounding down 'pon withers and spine o' she. .build naturally heavy, force o' gravity pushes he down 'gainst back of brutess. .off once more, insolent beast snorts.

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[> [> [> [> .anguish. -- .nyx., 20:33:14 05/26/02 Sun (209.87.132.187)

.: the brood reeled away, heaving laboriously and jeering often. though, her wounds were rapidly healing - the pain was slowly dissipating from her withers and shoulder, though not her spine - her leg, aswell, was slowly repairing itself with immortality. fabulous immortality. with rekindled vigor, she strode forth. ah, beast, surprised? you should be. though her strides remained marginally impaired, and hindered aswell by spinal damage. she gyrated, snaking crown levelled with his own, and enamels curtly attaching to the susceptible flesh beneath his eye. the skin was gnawed thoroughly, before he appeared to being crying tears of blood. oh, cully colt, don't cry! she smirked and quirked her skull, placing mocha-tinted teeth to his deep girth and wrenching, evoking gore from the wounds. then, she retracted, circled him a number of times to reels. do you plan to succumb to me? promptly, varnished denticles to his upspurging and constringing nares, jerking and corking violently - dismantling the flesh to evoke vermillion splurge from the pair. :.

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[> [> [> [> [> |are you tempted?| -- Devil's Temptor, 20:45:19 05/26/02 Sun (24.56.39.110)

.ah, the anguish one goes through for glory. .raven visage has turned crimson, has it not? .nares expand, attempt to take in air. .harsh snort blows fluid 'way from nasal passages momentarily, successfully. .he kicked up at her, girth wound but a minor insignificance in lieu of other injuries. .cold oculi observe femme. .ah, well, what's pain anyways, in the long run? .enamels are found 'round plush o' virulent, ripping, tearing, and was that a crack once more? . removed, metallic taste within mouth wracked wtih pain. .once more, in, chipped iv'ries close 'pon tender pelt above oculi, a crimson shower flowing o'er optics. .oh, poor baby, some trouble seeing? .i feel so sorry for you. .turn made, a sense of strength regained, though the real strength would be long in coming. .half-rear commences, fore limbs battering 'bout chest and shoulder o' brutess. .chipped flints contact, bruising, catching, tearing. .crimson has found its place once more 'pon onyx pelt o' one dubbed 'nyx'.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> .petty. -- .nyx., 20:53:58 05/26/02 Sun (209.87.132.187)

.: oh, poor, mislead stallion! shall I aid you? for I have no incapabilities whatsoever. as you can see, I'm already well into the process of healing. she smirked haughtily, and as if on cue, minor wounds began to promptly lay over to flesh and scabs. the quean drove off once more, to regain composure, then lunged back. haunches reeled, before impelling soup-plate shaped nadirs into the hook of his chin once more, surely disabling his bite for some duration. oh, slipped. the gingery female gyrated, ascending to full extension of height and hooking a limb over his nape, dentiles brusquely corking and pulverizing his poll and crest, brewing pap of the sable peltage. the brood then returned to fours, circled the brute twice, then drove staunch posterior into a fish-tail of fury, u-shaped, angular flints driving depthy burrows of gore into his susceptible barrel. :.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> |are you tempted?| -- Devil's Temptor, 21:01:20 05/26/02 Sun (24.56.39.110)

.ah, aren't you nice? .dial tossed, as brute reels from blow, shooting pain. .crimson flows from poll, slowing a bit, but there none the less. .terra 'neath battlesite was a mixture o' chocolate soil and sanguine fluid, from both. .staggering back from blow to barrel, virile takes a minute to collect self. .in once more he goes, tucking chin securely to chest, spinning, using muscles rarely used as rear limbs connect sturdily with chin o' she. .i return favors. .and another favor to return, it seems i've forgotten. .front nadirs swipe at posterior, aiming for tendon so injured in own hinds. .contact made, chipped nails doing their purpose once more, catching and tearing. .motion repeated for second hind limb. .there you are ... enjoy.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .seeliest. -- .nyx., 21:22:39 05/26/02 Sun (209.87.132.187)

.: ah, beast! you have seemed to aquire super-powers whilst I was renewing my vigor. how did this come to be? the brood strode innumerable circles about the beast, haughtily spying him. this ain't gonna be pretty, colt. previous hindering inflictions halted their discharge and began to seal, though meager traces and hints of impair and gore bedecked themselves upon the brent quean. why, my jaw and teeth are feeling better already. then, with rekindled verve, she progressed forwards, step jaunting and exhulted. the brood swung and careened towards him, driving her sloped, healed shoulder into his own sending the male into a faltering stagger. in a minute's click, she had gyrated and impelled out - buffeting the stalwart with angular, posterior nadirs. gettin' beaten by a girl, how does it feel? the fatale came to loom over the squirming, recently descended onyx. poor baby, don't fret. I won't hurt you..much.. crown plunged, enamels then vigorously granulating the flesh in the region of his jugular into simple pulp. die a slow death, unruley beast. the pugging, malignant brood retracted, labyrums mantled with his vermillion gore. :.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> |are you tempted?| -- Devil, 16:34:58 05/28/02 Tue (24.56.39.110)

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .tyranny. -- .nyx., 18:34:40 05/28/02 Tue (209.87.132.120)

.: the brood smirked condescedingly, spasmodically in ectasy with the power he offered her. yes, stalwart, that is agreeable. on the terms of you do not retort against my judgements, and me your own. fair? she retracted from the brute and meandered off some, halting eventually and tending to her wounds. round up your beauts, we shall travel to azgad. she glimpsed at the opposite, before away and off. :.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> |are you tempted?| <~ harem inside -- Devil's Temptor, 18:39:33 05/28/02 Tue (24.56.39.110)

|to Azgad we go, as a harem we shall wander, conquering as needed . on we go|

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> |are you tempted?| -- Devil's Temptor, 16:39:50 05/28/02 Tue (24.56.39.110)

|raven virile 'mits snort - a truce, perhaps? though low on immortality, the mascule had shown strength in battle . a truce, perhaps, an ... alliance? . duo could join, he second-in-command, to conquer other realms, for here they could not stay . what do you say to that?|

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