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Date Posted: 19:53:15 01/05/03 Sun
Author: < styx >
Subject: < hell froze over >





H E L L | F R O Z E | O V E R

< wow, i havent been back here for awhile now. look, more people to tease. i cant bug alibi anymore, unfortunately we are somewhat of a tag team now, i guess. hard adjustment, dont you think? hey, now you know everything thats going on in my mind. well, not everything, but most of the stuff thats under the rating of PG-13. see, anything else is off limits to you little kids. guess why? because my mind is always turning on someones buttons to push, and it should be a surprise, right? >

< calignious malamute segregates collaterated umbrage. valiente frame unfolding from the abysmalic foliage that simpered their final pleas to remain within their grasp. pinnacles rotated a top risen skull before sinking into the wavering threads of alabaster that swarmed pallet. forelimbs groped for more land, talons unfolding to scar the khaki scalp with the cursed signature, the velocitized curvet carrying her swiftly through the rythmic undulations of her surroundings. she soon reached the clearing, halting, pondering a quick emergence or surprisal. quick. hindquarters fluctuated before thrashing the massive torso forth through the bough, landing with a subtle thud. chords lashed violently at thick hocks, before behemothic frame moved forth once again in advancement. the soft shimmer of the wind cast mane tentacles in an obvious dance of annoyance, ooids cast back within socket to reveal the ominous whites, fleshy pink spilling forth in revealance as pores swell. veins quivered beneath shadowed pelt, coiling and slithering as the bitch continued to contain the urge to cause another demise, but she was not provoked. no announcement of arrival was needed as the clydes halted, idle state comfortably taken as she observed the antics of the silent harem members. they all already knew she was here >


S T Y X
"..i am the region of the dead.."




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