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Post by Thalron on May 2, 2005 21:35:19 GMT -5
Something was not right, it was apparent to everyone that could see, that was... Except for the two locked in combat they seemed almost rabid, fighting eachother with tooth and claw and whatever else they had at their disposal... The brown and red tsume sitting and watching them, eyes flashing from one to the other occasionally shouting something out at them (Which would most likely be mostly filtered out by this board >.>; ) Of course, this was her fault more so than most people would think at a glance Fight! Look at that pathetic skum, he doesn't deserve to breath the air near you, Look at how superior he acts! KIll the miserable disgrace of a tsume... KILL... That was all that kept coursing through their minds, uncontrollable rage pumping through their veins... Whenever one seemed to be ready to back down her gaze shifted over to it... And it redoubled it's efforts out of Pure anger and hatred of the other... It didn't take long for there to be a loser... There was no winner, as the survivor looked on in horror upon realization of what it had done... What have you done? he was just like you... Killed in cold blood, How can you live with that... No you can't YOU CAN'T ending it now would be a blessing... yes... your so pathetic weak... You don't deserve to live on, You can't live with it... die...DIE!Moments later she was pretty much alone again, the temporary victor having been much too susceptible to her mental prowess... She didn't bother inspecting the corpses or dirtying herself with any blood or anything, just wandering a small ways away and plopping down in the shade... Ah, boredom -_- They never last long enough... (( www.geocities.com/thalron2002/chaoswing/tsume18.html )) |
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Post by SyrSyr on May 3, 2005 19:59:49 GMT -5
The scent of death has attracted one very intuned to dead creatures. The fact that the victims are freshly killed is a powerful motivation, their spirits are still nearby, and the other tsume is drawn quickly by that fact. Their spirits seem restless, another interesting factor. And something else...the sound of his breathing becomes a whistle in the hollow skull as he inhales deeply. A living tsume as well... He chuckles. The dead are fine enough but normally lack imagination. The living, however, can appreciate a sense of humor. scirth.angelcities.com/tsumes5.htm |
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Post by Thalron on May 3, 2005 22:27:52 GMT -5
She was playing idly with a cricket as she noticed the other, such malice... Hmm... A necromancer? 2#)&^3 She hated necromancers... They were always so Superior and stuck up, maybe this one would be more amusing though... Since it did appear much weaker and was... Male? eh not that she would ever think of giving one of those types...
"Hey @#$^*^$&(^&@#^! Don't mess with those @$#($% corpses!" she bellows out at him, after squashing the bug she had been amusing herself with... She hated it when things messed around with the laws of well... No actually she just really hated things in general, Except ice cream... and chocolate, save for those there was very little that she did not hold a deep loathing for for one reason or another...
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Post by SyrSyr on May 4, 2005 14:25:54 GMT -5
He circles both corpses thoughtfully in a strange flickering sort of dance. There has definitely been a conflict and he finds that intriguing. Leaning forward he gently runs a claw along one's ripped up hide but ceases when he hears the colorful vocabulary of the other Tsume.
"Messing?" He asks, not turning to her. "I wouldn't call this messing. They're messy enough as it is." He pokes one experimentally with the tip of his knife and then turns.
"Messy but probably the most amable creatures about, you must admit."
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Post by Thalron on May 4, 2005 20:31:13 GMT -5
She growls and releases a small 'Hmph' Sure... he was just 'Inspecting' them, the next moment they would jump to (un)life or something they always thought that sort of thing was funny, not like no ones ever seen that happen before....
"I don't have to @#%@ *$*)#% admit anything!" she said before making a rude gesture at him, flicking her mane slightly to the side as she looks around slightly, incase he had brought 'friends' "And if you #@^&$)%* want to know, I am the most Amiable creature here, Atleast I leave them alone once they Die, instead of making some #@^&(^@)#$ walking menagerie of dead @$#(%&@!" she said with a snarl and clawed the ground infront of her slightly, rending the grass to pieces with her idle frustration with having to deal with something that might actually have consequences if she killed...
It is most obvious that she is a wrath type of tsume... even if the red marking had not given it away, the choice of words and amount of anger would have.
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Post by SyrSyr on May 5, 2005 21:11:13 GMT -5
His posture is that of mock horror though it's difficult to tell with his expression blocked out by the skull he wears. "Such language!" He tuts. "My dear, of the two of us you're more likely to wake the dead with that temper of yours."
Again, his expression is hidden but his voice portrays a mischevious grin.
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Post by Thalron on May 5, 2005 21:32:21 GMT -5
Oh, so he's being sarcastic is he? So original @$#&% jerk... If there was an upper class twit of the year award for tsumes this @%@#(& Would have earned it by now... But atleast he is more entertaining than that *`&# cricket was...
"What's @(&#%( Wrong with my language!? I Can say whatever the #%#$ I feel like you @$^@*^... #%@^#$!" she spouts out with a sneer...
Was it getting later everything seemed alittle darker... you must be getting tired, It's so late, Very late... You'v been up for days... Days... She wasn't as good as a sloth, but she wasn't trying hard, so that the necro wouldn't be able to tell it wasn't really his own thoughts.
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Post by SyrSyr on May 5, 2005 21:44:12 GMT -5
If he has begun to feel the effects of her meddling he shows no sign, most likely because his attentions have turned to the two fallen tsumes once more. His passion.
"I have no real complaint for your mouth. Waking the dead has always been pleasurable for me whether done by traditional means...or not." He chuckles, one thin claw running along one of the tsume's chests. Then, with quick efficient strokes, he cuts a symbol into the dead tsume's flesh with his knife. He murmurs something then exhales into his skull which gives a ghostly whistle that echoes among the Orchard.
"The more the merrier." He murmurs as the once dead tsume begins to stir.
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Post by Thalron on May 5, 2005 22:32:04 GMT -5
She growled and made slight hop to the side, followed by a lung forward, Stabbing her claw deep into the once dead now unliving tsumes skull, rendering it dead once again as she removes her very icky looking claw she shudders She hated how brains tasted, way too salty... "I thought I @#%(%& Told you not to $#^(&@^&( Mess with these corpses! These #$&#(%@( Are #*%)@ Mine and I won't have you making Them $#^(&^# Prance about as some part of a #%(&&@ Parade!" she said as she Fumed... pausing in her anger for just a moment to flick off some blood and... stuff off her claw.
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Post by SyrSyr on May 7, 2005 14:05:31 GMT -5
He tuts some more, drawing a claw along his knife which is mysteriously void of any blood. "Your corpses? What makes them yours? What do you plan to do with them anyway? I mean, they're lovely as decorations but after a while they start to smell..."
Shaking his head he sighs in mock sorrow then turns to her. "Not the very pleasant type are you?" The dark sockets regard her markings hollowly.
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Post by Thalron on May 7, 2005 21:58:24 GMT -5
She snarls then spits onto the ground infront of him "They are @#$^# mine because I #%^$& Killed them! I don't #$^&($#^ Care what you @^@#^ Think should be done with them!" she hisses then digs her bloodied hand in the ground, twisting it around and rubbing off the junk in the grass and ground...
Geeze she was beginning to hate this guy even more! Who did he think he was? King tut? if she wasn't so bored she would have already messed with his mind or something...
"No, actually i'm the @$^#% Tooth fairy, What tipped you @#%# off? The symbol @^#@^ Branded on my side? Or the ^$#^ red markings?! Do you need it #@%^ written out?!" she was apparently not in a very good mood... Then again it was doubtful that she ever had a good mood.
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