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Post by Warlock on Feb 1, 2006 13:09:04 GMT -6
Such a horrendous noise could be heard, the noise of some starved beast attempting to free itself from a constricting cage. Blunt claws scrabbled at the sterile pale grey plastic, and sharp fangs encased within slavering jaws would bite at the door's metal bars. Once a rounded sort of square, the shape of the cage had been contorted, destroyed, by the thrashing of the beast within.
He had no name, for the laboratory had merely assigned him a number. However... there was a title which had been his, which was whispered from one scientist to another: The Unformed. He was, after all, a mutated sort of hellhound, not at all the intended result of their experimentation.
The cage's lock snapped under repeated assault, and that rather squared muzzle would force its way through the small opening. At last the entire door would give way, and such a horrible beast would burst forth. Muddy crimson eyes which were horribly lacking of any sort of thought but the most basic, instinctual kind, would glare about, pitifully scrawny sides heaving as he gasped for breath. Maw hung open, dripping bloody pink saliva and revealing wickedly sharp, gleaming fangs. Pelt was lank and filthy, and many of his bones could be seen clearly through it. Its colour could not be determined, but seemed to be black, or more likely a dark grey.
He would begin to move forward, now, head swinging back and forth in a rather despondent manner. Large paws left huge prints in the dust, some of these stained with traces of his own blood. He would likely continue moving until he collapsed from exhaustion... Or until he found some unlucky victim. [/center] |
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Post by blink182 on Feb 4, 2006 10:13:58 GMT -6
Akuji padded around in her demonic wolf form searching for Ghost or at least a meal or an evil ally.....She looked around and spotted a large masculine swinging his head back and forth he had huge paw prints and he seemed to be bleeding and very tired......and hungry........
"Hello......"Akuji spread out her wings as she said this light streaming through the claw marks in her huge bat wings.Though she stood ready if she had to fight.....
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Post by Warlock on Feb 4, 2006 10:57:49 GMT -6
He would raise his head and snarl at the female... To him, her words were incomprehensible, for he was almost completely incapable of understanding language. He turned towards her, eyes gleaming with a savage light that was an unthinking, cruel hunger. Claws would seem to lengthen, though unlike a typical hellhound's, they were not fully retractile. He cocked his head to one side, jaws parted ever so slightly, to better study the female. Almost like a cat, he would arch his sloped back, a horrible screeching noise emanating from him, like claws on a blackboard.
He would begin to walk towards her, swaying slightly, his lanky limbs carrying him with an unearthly ease over the barren ground.
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Post by blink182 on Feb 4, 2006 18:31:59 GMT -6
Akuji's muscle's tightened as she saw the huge masculines long claw's outstretch and arch his back.He almost deafened her when he made a horrible noise that sounded like claws on a blackboard.
He must not understand her language for he would not answer her.....she got a little nervous as he made his way over to her swaying a little as if the wind was trying to push him to the ground..... He must be very exhausted and hungry if he is swaying like that he'll soon drop to the ground.......maybe I should help him......though it would be betraying my alignment......
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Post by Warlock on Feb 5, 2006 13:40:26 GMT -6
He would pick up his pace just very slightly now, eying her with that indescribable hunger. As he neared her, he would begin to tense the muscles of his hind legs, preparing to spring at her. All four paws would leave the ground, then, and he would aim to leap upon her back.
He did not care that she was a fellow canine; the identity of his prey had never concerned him. Indeed his mind was far too simple to adequately grasp such a concept. To him, she was merely flesh, and blood. A warm meal that would lend him energy to survive yet another meaningless day.
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Post by blink182 on Feb 5, 2006 17:26:25 GMT -6
Akuji noticed that the so-called canine was trying to eat her for dinner as she noticed his hind leg muscles starting to tighten.....she stood there still as a tree to make sure of his intentions,but she had to admit to herself she was a bit frightened though she did not let it show......
"Usstan tlun ves yornful,dos zhaun!"(I am very powerful you know!)She spoke Drow to see if he knew what she was saying then.....she wasn't sure if he did but it was worth a try,Akuji wished if she won the fight that was obviously coming,Ghost would come along......how wonderful that would be!
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Post by Warlock on Feb 6, 2006 19:25:09 GMT -6
His abnormally short ears twitched a bit upon his angular head, but even if he had understood this harsh language, he would not have stopped. He was starving... and besides, he enjoyed it when his prey put up a fight. The scientists at the laboratory had, once the condition of his mind became apparent, only fed him meat that had likely been kept for months in a freezer before being given to him. They weren't going to waste live prey on a useless beast such as himself.
He would lower his body, slinking towards her, his muzzle pointed at her throat, fangs bared. He was hoping to convince her to run... Should she try to fly, he would attempt to shred her wings and render them useless.
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Post by blink182 on Feb 7, 2006 15:54:43 GMT -6
Akuji noticed this language too did not work but she stood her ground and pressed her huge bat wings against her body and her back legs tightened ready to spring....her large teeth bared and she lunged at the large creature trying to knock him down so she could tear at his throat.....she didn't know if this was a stupid move or a brave one.......
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Post by Warlock on Feb 7, 2006 19:19:24 GMT -6
It was mere instinct that allowed him to jerk his head back in time, and even so her jaws would tear out a patch of his filthy dark fur. He roared, more like some kind of pantherine beast than a canine, and sprang forward at her as soon as he had recovered.
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Post by blink182 on Feb 7, 2006 19:54:00 GMT -6
She spat the fur out and was shocked when he knocked her to the ground,she also gave out a little yelp
and tried to claw his face.She then remembered she had fire powers and tried to blow fire in his face.She didn't know if it would work but it was worth a try.
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Post by Warlock on Feb 8, 2006 15:56:33 GMT -6
o0c: Are you even paying attention to what The Unformed is doing? He's attacking your character. You need to respond to that. You don't say if your character is being injured, or evading Unformed's attacks, or what.
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Post by blink182 on Feb 8, 2006 16:06:16 GMT -6
OOC:That better?
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Post by Warlock on Feb 9, 2006 15:56:12 GMT -6
Her claws would tear large gashes just below his left eye, and he would spring to one side, shaking his head wildly so that flecks of dark crimson, indeed nearly black, flew in the air. Her flames would singe the fur on his chest, though did no more damage than that, as he had indeed leapt away just in time.
He would now circle the female cautiously, for he had decided that she might indeed be more formidable than he had first thought.
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Post by blink182 on Feb 10, 2006 14:29:40 GMT -6
Akuji laughed maniacally,she watched him circle around her "Do you really think I'd be easy pickings?!"she said this coldly then thought 'Oh yeah he can't understand me!'
She then tried to tackle the monster to the ground.....again
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Post by Warlock on Feb 14, 2006 19:40:58 GMT -6
He would stumble backwards, as her paws met his chest, at last falling heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Even while on his back beneath the female, he continued to fight, raising his hind paws to rake at her soft stomach much as a cat would. True, his non-retractile claws were far duller than a feline's, or even the typical hellhound's, but still, they were quite capable of doing damage. Blood-flecked foam flew from his heavy wedge-shaped muzzle as he barked, howled, screeched, and attempted to bite at the female's throat. Oh, how he longed to taste the hot blood of a struggling victim. The very thought made him tremble with savage pleasure.
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