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Post by Haynes on May 17, 2008 19:16:13 GMT -5
I walk down the streets of my new city. I don't know how long I'm staying. I don't know anyone. I don't know how I got out of the mess in Virginia alive. None the less I'm here. My brother and father arn't and these new streets make me nervous. I want to be of horse again, my two human legs feel unstable and shaky. I want to gallop to somewhere familiar as fast as my legs will carry me. I long to toss kick and rear, race and nip. But I'm here and I will not lose control, I can start over, I'm not a child now. Dad wouldn't want me to mope. Still even the trees and their tree songs seem sad and mournful.
I toss my head horse-ish-ly and sit down on a curb. just keep breathingthat's what I've been telling myself. |
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Post by siren on May 17, 2008 22:46:16 GMT -5
Siren pushed her way through the forested area. Her orbs then preyed upon a creature. She backed up in silence returning into coverance. She spied her eyes on a centaur. Something she hadn't seen in hundreds of years. It looked bored, perhaps its' guard was miniscule. A sneer crawled upon Siren's face. She wasn't completely starving but the taste of it's flesh was oh so appealing. There's never anything better than blood's satisfaction. Her fangs were a vicious trait yet they sat so gracefully on her bottom lip. Her tongue covered them with a thin coat of saliva. Adrenaline ran through her, pupils narrowed and her palms moistened. Within a blink of an eye, She was behind a bush beyond the centaur, providing her a back view. This seemed too easy. Was this even fair? A silly question for a vampiress to ask herself; of course it's fair.
Siren appeared almost devilish as the smirk didn't dare to leave her face. She squinted her eyes a little, the longer she waited, the more fun she'd have. The time would only raise her thirst for blood and her adrenaline. The need, the want, to sink her teeth into the centaur's neck. No pity tonight. A low hiss escaped her. She was ready to make her move. Like lightning, her attack was incredibly quick. She jumped into the air, ready to land.
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Post by Haynes on May 18, 2008 9:09:54 GMT -5
A twig breaks and I emerge from my thoughts. A small animal I think to myself, it is a park, lots of squirrels running around I bet. I sniff the air, no, I’ve never meet a squirrel that's smelled like that. I could feel my fight or flight instinct take over, my fingers twitched and legs itched with the desire to bolt or kick- I hadn't decided which one. I was fast in my human form but fast enough? Was I just imagining all this? My mind raced. There was a whoosh of air behind me. Instinctively I ducked calling out hoarsely. Someone, or thing, flew over my head. I looked up, there, crouched in the grass in front of me was a vampire. There was no mistaking a vampire with their devilish elegancy and shining eyes. For I second everything in the world was still as I was locked to those sparkly eyes. Could I run? Was I fast enough? She looked hungry. A wind kicked up, I heard it whisper “run.” So I did, listening for signs of pursuit, I thought I heard footsteps behind me. I raced towards an alleyway my lungs pounding the way they do when you run for your life. I ran like no other, my human legs going into a rhythmic gallop. Run, Run. Then up ahead a dead-end, no way to jump over it. There was no choice but to turned and braced myself for whatever would come next. |
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Post by siren on May 18, 2008 10:52:24 GMT -5
Siren let out a piercing noise, it was like no other creatures call. A vampire one. She got up and ran after the now human formed centaur. Speed was one of her favors. It seemed like her steps took her 3x as normal. Thank you Father, she thought to herself as she continued after her hopeful dinner. Her nostrils flared, veins throbbed in her forehead and arms. The wind carried her hair as her pace fastened. What's this? A dead end? A sly sneer came over here, this hunt was fate. Her prey stopped, trapped. Siren stopped too, crouching lower and antagonizing her prey by pacing in front of it. Eye contact remained. Siren was ready to really get this fiesta going. She threw her head back, her mouth opened, fangs baring. Her nose crinkled, perhaps trying to intimidate the other? Her head set forward once again before taking a giant leap towards the creature's neck.
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Post by brooke5 on May 24, 2008 15:48:17 GMT -5
The werewolf headed towards the fountain stood there and howled she howld a grim loud howl, a howl to kill, she scampered down into the forest hearing some thing chasing someone,She saw a squirrelshe quickly killed it and ate it withing 50 secondes,she hated squirrels although they tasted good.
Father, I howl for you, i howl for the
rare white warewolf, I howl for killing she thought, she headed into the woods unaware of the vampire and centaur."So..I kill this squirrel to eat it" she said, she howled her grimish howl, "I will kill more" she said her blue eyes turning red
and not just squirrels ........ "Dear,Bear,Moose I'll kill them all" Brooke said her eyes flaming red.
The humans aren't here" she said
"I can kill" she left a pawprint there as she skidded off into the woods"I shall think of killing and killing only" she snarled, she sped off,She ran behind a bush watching the centaur and the vampire, she snarled at the vampire " Killing centaurs aye?" she said coming out of the bush.
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Post by siren on May 24, 2008 22:41:04 GMT -5
Siren's focus momentarily shifted. Ahhh, a werewolf. Either this werewolf wants a piece of the centaur or, a battle for it. It'd be alot easier with the help of the little lass. A slithering hiss escaped Siren's larnyx at the wolf. She was unfortunate to know the wolf's intentions at this point. Her back was towards the forest, that way she could keep an eye on both of these creatures. Her catlike pupils dilated quickly, yet in a rhythmn. She was prepared for anything in store for her. "Speak of your intentions, canine." Her nose wrinkled, teeth baring at full extent. It was dark, yet the moon and the stars managed to keep her fangs shining. What a bright ivory color they were. She was crouched a little, as if guarding herself. Siren examined the wolf as she waited for her move. Its eyes were like satin rubies, almost devilish looking. She could smell the fumes of a fresh kill pouring out of the wolf's jaw. Squirrel.. The souvenoir of blood could also perhaps give away she just had a meal. Siren's adrenaline surged through her veins, giving them an almost throbbing-like characteristic at the time.
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Post by brooke5 on May 29, 2008 17:15:13 GMT -5
I have no buisness here, Vampire she bared her teeth and looked at the vampire Shes going to do it... she thought Shes going to kill me... The werewolf ran back to the park and howled in the moonlite the Vampire's teeth seemed sharp and blood thirsty, Vampire's and werewolves have hated each other for as long as they waled the face of the earth, her albino coat shined in the moonlite she could almost barley see the Vampire and the centaur, Maybe if i Don't harm her, she won't harm me she thought as she turned to see a snake. She ripped the had off the snake and ate it Oh Yum she giggled. If she would,ve gotten into a fight with the vampire, she would have lost Even though her back was '3'4' and her legs were 2'10' she still wouldn't win,
(more coming up)
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Post by wowposter on Sept 3, 2008 20:33:35 GMT -5
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Post by wowposter on Sept 5, 2008 16:40:07 GMT -5
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