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Post by FrostByte on Jun 13, 2003 23:10:10 GMT -5
(i'm not gonna reply b.c i have to go feed the dog, but i think you should edit your post, Crystal, b.c i know at least two of those colors are taken. One is Blizzard's colors, one is Honor's. I believe.)
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Post by Lunar on Jun 14, 2003 12:08:44 GMT -5
[glow=purple,2,300]-Lunar looks out at her daughter and granddaughter...Watches her daughter disappears..Suddenly she is fighting a fight within the fighting around her. Her guard down she is completely open to attacks. Her eyes close slightly as memories she'd worked to surpress returned. Maybe it was Nova's way to love war, but a hatred for it had sprung within her from the day she'd lost both her mother and then her father to the hated thing-
Inside a glowing webwork of bubbles sat Fyre and StarryMoon...Suddenly Fyre was pinned against a rock, entrappped in a network of vines, and Starry was laughing. Laughing at their misfortune. SHe flet the agony of her mothers words a second time, and then heard Starry's voice screaming that enough was enough. She watched the femme blow death at her mother...and then the network of light fell...Fell around them...
-a single tear rolled from her eye. She had been too young, forced to grow up in a time span of an hour. Isis too had grown..But not as much, no Lunar was the one who the pack had then looked to as guidence, Isis was just a respected pup. The youngest of Fyre and Spirit...Lunar's younger sister. Perhaps that was why she had never really liked pack life, but there was no time for reflections. She was snapped back to reality as a claw came down across her shoulder, opening a gash. It was a deep cut, and even with magicks a scar would remain. The only imperfection thus far on her white coat
Snarling she lept at her attacker, defending her homeland, her birthplace. Snarling she fought to keep the safe haven her mother had worked so hard to create safe. Softly she let the past go, she forgave her mother for leaving her and her father for joining her mother. As she continued to fight she let all of it go. Concentrating only on keeping her pack safe. Concentrating only of protecting her offspring, only on her fighting-[/glow]
[glow=maroon,4,450]-she sends a few spots of dark light towards some of the white wolves fighting against them but otherwise falls back, staying behind the fighting. Behind the dirty work. No her battles were to be fought later, later when NB and her mate entered the battle. When the real warriors were to called upon. Watching her weres killed off by that cursed pheonix she again summons her magick. Muttering words under her breath, weaving a more powerful spell. One that would allow them to withstand the heat of flame. Slowly she finished the spell and a balck orb appears in front of her, she says the last words slowly, making sure to pronounce them right, making sure she would not change the spell in any way and then releases it. Releases the creatures she'd created to reek havoc upon the wolves of WhiteFyre. They were a deep black, darked than even the first that have originally been called upon, their eyes a deep red, marking their resitance to fire. They were stronger than the first batch she summoned...She distinguished two of them with a look..And sent them towards Lunar. Hoping to disable her from battle, to deal the goodies a hard blow-[/glow]
[[ack!! I gotta go <<.>> i shuld b ready now but im not. Ill bb tonite to post the rest of meh chars]]
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Post by Schizophrenia on Jun 14, 2003 16:13:23 GMT -5
[yeah i know those colours where taken, but deal with it. there aren't enough colour variations to allow everyone there colours. I know that Bria's where taken, but whats Honors colours? I was planning on making them different, but i was tired of typing and randomly hit colours. oh well.]]
Shapa let forth a flaming snarl as he swooped down. Yes, they where resistant to fire, but he was not all flames and sparks. He sent forth a welcoming strand of fire, yet it was ice that flew from his mouth, in the form of fire. And he watched as his crippling blow was dealt to the new creatures, and then he laughed, laughed while his eyes where set on Blizzard
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on Jun 14, 2003 16:50:06 GMT -5
((i had three hours of sleep last nite and i'm too tired for colour...just deal wiff it))
~Hematite's feline orbs roved over the surroundings, she was running. She didn't know from what. But instinct drove her to get away from that area. She leapt upon a boulder and turned to see what exactly she was running from, and her pupils widened in awe and horror as they locked upon the red eyed beasts. What is this new devilry?The next thing she knew there was a blast of icy fire from up above, and she looked up to see the fire bird. But then there was an earsplitting yowl from the edge of the battlefield. She blinked, no, it was more than one creature! She sat upon the boulder, eyes glinting against the sun as they saw not one nor two, but seven slate and black big cats leap onto a single were, and destroyed it within seconds. In a bound she unfurled her bat limbs and glided over the scene. A mass of fur and crimson lay surrounded by the seven snow leopards, whose eyes were aglow with battlelust and slitted after each enemy that passed by. The black vixen landed lightly near the identical cats, but her attention was soon turned to a monstrous red eyed beast as it hurled itself upon her.~
=Gwuenyvhar saunterred up casually behind Blizzard's forces, squeezed around them and came to stand before a heap of bodies. By the look of them they were from Blizzard's side. He yawned, even amidst all this, and made his choice. With the aid of his metallic blue claws, he mauled a black wolf to the brink of death, then slit his throat. His yellow orbs shined. His choice had been made. He would fight for the White Fyres.= ((what a bizarre turn of events))
((alrite...one character can use her colors. cuz its her first post)) [glow=navy,2,300]()Doppleganger's lips curled into a snarl of hatred and disgust at the SLers. As they did so, her mimics did the same. The original snow leopard gave a mighty roar and hurled herself upon the back of a red-eyed werewolf. It soon became evident that one of her wouldn't be enough, so she gripped the black fur in her teeth and murmured her spell, and another copy appeared newly beside her. The other seven dopplegangers shot off to different places along the battlefield, to do their own killing. Dopp and her 8th double ripped the creature down to its last gruesome breath, and left it for the buzzards to chew on after the battle.()[/glow] (aint she speshal?)
(i'd do Avalanche's but i'm kinda tired. cya.)
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Post by FrostByte on Jun 14, 2003 20:12:12 GMT -5
[ok... we crystal.. but i still think you should change them...
that's a spiffy power, B. Just let all yer clones do the work. *imagines* clone number 163-0379, go do my homework... clone number 2345-432 go clean my room. *evil grin*
and i'm not quite sure if we're on hiatus or not.. b.c Becca says we are.. but i don't want to, and we're still posting. O.o somebody care to explain to me?]
[glow=maroon,2,300]-He turns to Zhaneel as a smile crosses his face. He liked this more and more- after all, he needs a challange. But first, he would deal with the girl. So she couldn't sound an alarm.
Those thoughts in mind and he bounds over in two graceful leaps, landing in from of Ani. With a sick satanic grin on his face, he reaches forth, slashing at her madly. he then leaves her on the ground, blood pouring forth from the wounds. She wasn't dead. No, but if she didn't get medical treatement soon, she could be infected... poisened. She'd die slowly and painfully. Already, tears spring from her eyes as the blood blossoms from the deep wounds.
With that, he pivots on the spot and launches himself towards Zhaneel. At the last possible second, heturns, bounds off the side of the mountain, and with his gathered momentum, leaps over the centuar's horse half.
He needs a challange, but he's not stupid. He knows how powerful centuar magick is. He grins as he makes his way down the beaten slope. The centuar bhind him was left with two choices. Go after him and leave the girl to die. Or stay and heal her, giving him plenty time to make his way down to the real battle.
He already knows which he'll choose. Good people are so easily manipulated.-[/glow]
[glow=navy,2,300]-She cries out as one barage after another of gleaming claws comes her way. Each slashed through a half centimeter of skin, some doubling over on each other, making it double thick. At first it takes a bit for the pain to kick in, as it does when you cut your thumb on the sharpest knife in the house, or a razor blade. Such a fine weapon gives the body shock.
Finally, she collapses in a heap crying. The tears were not so much for the pain. The pain would come and leave swiftly, she knew. She had to be dying, for pain like this doesn't inflict itself upon you for no reason. But she had really wanted to be like her sister. She had wanted to run off to war and become a hero. She had wanted to keep her cool and show her family what she could really do. But now look at her. Now she's dying.-[/glow]
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Post by Schizophrenia on Jun 14, 2003 20:37:04 GMT -5
[don't feel like changing them, but you know that they aren't honor or blizzard, btw ani's colours are Nova's...but i willpick some colours out for themm. sorry]
[glow=white,2,300]Zhaneel snorted as he glared at the wolf who had attacked Ani. He shook his head, quickly turning to face the wolf as it left. And with the speed of a thousand bees he slung four spells at him. Glass being the last and then turned towards Ani knowing good and well that that wolf would be hit by at least one spell. Upon Ani he cast a healing spell, of of the ancient arts, and all he could do was lift her in his arms, the best he could, and leap up towards Nova, setting her down with grace and he then turned and bounded off towards the battle feild[/glow]
[glow=navy,2,300]Nova looked at the centaur that was pced by him. He though at first glance that it happened to be Nadia, but with another glance he knew it wasn't, but someone who had to be related to her. He walzted over, placing a paw upon her head "You, Ani, owe Zhaneel your life. I know that you have disapproved of Nadia and Zhaneel, because Nadia does not offer you her full attention anymore, but with this last spell of healing upon you, I do hope you will look over the bad thigs you have done and that hatred you still hold" and with those words he paced another on her and sat to watch the battle...[/glow]
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Post by Lunar on Jul 10, 2003 12:02:34 GMT -5
[[okay well..i dunno I'ma ganna post and we'll see who decides to reply? yes..well anyway itz been a while]]
[glow=purple,2,300]-she falls back a few paces trying to gauge whether they were winning or losing, the sun was at high noon, they would have to hold out another half-day or lose the lake. She only hoped her wolves could keep the tiring fight up. Pulling herself together she turned to face the werewolves headed towards them, she pulled her power together and seemed to radiate light again. She began to mutter a spell under her breath, and sent it out at one of them. After the ball of light exploded all that was left was a darkened circle of where the were had been. Panting slightly she turned to face the other. Her magick for now, had to recharge. Weaving in she clawed at it for a moment before backing a few paces once again...The hell with saving her magick, she once again summoned it and another bright light flashed as another were became merely a darkened circle.
Falling back she tries to find her children. Her two pups who she loved so dearly. She had finally done it, after Ruby had endangered the pack and turned her sister she had disowned her pup. It had been the hardest thing for her to do, but she finally admitted that both Isis and Ruby were dead. Their bodies might remain but their spirits were dead. Sighing she sprinted away to attack one of the other were's, not yet tired physically yet emotionless because of the constant pull of anxiety and despair-[/glow]
[glow=yellow,2,300]-he welcomes Lunar's help with the were he was fighting. His own golden eyes completely emtionless, he looked frazzled. Memories of his mate were floating right in front of his eyes, and he could swear he saw her..But then, he'd remind himself she was dead. ShadowRunner was dead never to return. Sighing softly her dove in to help his alpha. Grabbing the jugular vein he pulled sharply outwards and felt the satisfying warmth of blood spray him. Leaping away he stopped to collect his wits-[/glow]
[[thats what a tyme of no rp/contact w. outside world will do to meh...o0 anyway yes, I'm done...thatz meh post...maybe someone else will post? then again maybe not. Who knows]]
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on Jul 11, 2003 1:44:34 GMT -5
((AND THE KENDERFUL ONE IS ALIVE AND KICKING!!!XDDD)) ~Avalanche's tail tip flips wildly about, bloodlust in his eyes and a sneer on his maw. He felt like he could last a week. This was the best he had felt in a while, and it showed clearly in the way he was fighting. An enemy not only recieved fangs, but claws and back teeth as well as Avalanche spent all of his newfound energy on being sure they were all dead. He backed up a few steps randomly, and bumped into something velvety and furry. He turned around to see a large black cat slicing through mobs of wolves, and looked perplexed. The feeling soon left his face as another enemy hurled himself at him, and the fought dragged on...~[glow=yellow,2,300]~the winged fox's earsplitting shriek was cut off as she was tackled by a wolf almost thrice her size. she clawed frantically at its underbelly and relaxed a bit as she felt her talons hit home and drive through the skin, blood and other bodily fluids dripped onto her sheening black coat and oiled it down. she scattered out from under the sliced open wolf just before the fluids were followed by the actual inner belly, and the creature died. Remorse-less, she padded off deeper into the scourge~[/glow] [glow=yellow,2,300]=Gwuenyvhar also felt himself bump into another, but dared not a glance back. Mobs were coming at him, and he swept his gleaming metallic blue claws into their ranks and grounded most, while others made it through and leapt upon his glossy black spine. Twirling madly, yowling, the panther shook them off and gained a few long gashes where the wolves had tried to cling to him. But his yellow eyes never lost their cool, for he was taking more of them than they did of him=[/glow] [glow=navy,2,300]()Dopp's head was low, hanging between her protrudant shoulder blades and leering straight at a large were. this was definately her calling. But she needed a moment to rest, or her spell would not work. Already her mimics were beginning to fade out, having been animate for far too long. Only the one she had just created moments ago lingerred, fighting off a group of three. Dopp2's strength waverred. The wolves knew it was doing so and leapt upon her now, while she was weakest. They pulled her to the ground and tore open her throat. Instead of bleeding, the immobile frame merely thinned out, eventually into a foggy substance that joined the atmosphere and was swept away. The original Dopp snorted. She was on her own for a while now. It took her almost twenty minutes to summon enough energy to make the chant a success. So on her own, she pounced the were, staying out of its grasp with ease()[/glow] ((-points carrot threateningly at the rest of you- O_- i posted. surely you can too. if not...i'll just have to take this carrot and shove it up ......ahem. carry on ))
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on Jul 14, 2003 22:44:39 GMT -5
[glow=limegreen,2,300]~The white she-gryphon was prowling around the outskirts of the territory, until her sensitive tigren ears perked towards the sounds of battle. Ruffling her snow white neck feathers, the tigryph grew interested and lunged into the air, spreading her light blue wings and speeding through the air with ease, tiger tail lashing in the ferocious breeze. she glided over the struggle, tilting her head so that her periwinkle eye could take it all in. She decided to descend, outstretching both her icy blue falcon legs and her white and black tiger limbs, wings rustled noisily as she folded them to her sides. She stood behind the WFers now, watching them with her unscarred eye. Her blue beak parted in a screech before she came to the conclusion that these creatures were fighting an evil. She looked past them at the oncoming ranks of dark wolves. Her tail twitched and she growled low in her throat. Something compelled her to fight with these wolves of light. The welsh-pony sized gryphon stalked between the creatures she was going to fight alongside until she stood nearer the front, right as a werewolf caught her gaze. Attacking with her sheer fierceness, her navy blue talons had dug themselves deep into the monster's tendons, and her beak snapped over its neck. She then scraped the mess from her claws, disgusted. Nemesis, The Scourge, had arrived.~[/glow]
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Post by Schizophrenia on Jul 16, 2003 19:11:19 GMT -5
Sorry, i haven't been replying cuz i been going to the doctor the last week and a half every day. lol. sucks i know, cuz of my ear. but i can't post, have to go again in a few, i will reply soon as i can. sorry again
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Post by Schizophrenia on Jul 24, 2003 16:43:44 GMT -5
Tagai watched below, still mauling those who got in his way. HIs large blue eyes watched as a beautiful tiger gryphon came into sight. He almost fell in mid air as he watched her, but quickly he turned his gaze back to the werewolvs and such. A shrill call was given before his large talons dug intothe head of a wolf, his black wings battering up blinding dust form the ground
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Post by Nemesis on Jul 25, 2003 16:41:05 GMT -5
[glow=limegreen,2,300]-The shegryph scented the air through her ice blue beak. There were more of her kind about. She dwelt on this thought while in the process of ripping the spinal cord from a wolf's flesh. She hadn't been near her own kind in the sky knows how long. What was left of her spineless foe's carcass was shadowed as she stepped carefully over it. She was a warrioress, but still a lady. She did not trouble to soil her claws any more than she had to. She was now face to face to face with a duet of murky wolves who growled and snapped at her featherings. In contempt she hissed at them, ruffling her snow white neck feathers and backing her black and white tigren ears. Whipping her talons before her, the closest wolf fell dead, the other yelping and attempting at escape by turning around. The claws caught it in the haunch, pushing it off its feet. This time she stepped on its skull, ignoring the cries for mercy and the pleadingly wide eyes. Her periwinkle eye was cold. There was no mercy in the heart of Nemesis.-[/glow]
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Post by miss take on Jul 25, 2003 16:44:14 GMT -5
((dangit i pressed the wrong d*mn button. o well. the feeling remains. ))
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Post by Schizophrenia on Jul 26, 2003 14:35:48 GMT -5
Tagai ruffled his feathers, admiring her for a moment before flying into the air, his massive body blocking the sun for a moment. After a second he flew infront of her, brushing his wings against her, letting her watch. As he flew past her, he grabbed a wolf with claws. Flying into the air, he slammed the wolf into a tree, watching as is splattered. Turning his gaze for a moment, he noted Bria,Cyra, and Xerxes tearing more wolves to shreds. The Gryph quad was doing well
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Post by Dyssfunkshinel on Jul 26, 2003 17:06:56 GMT -5
((very lazy today. no color.))
-Nemesis' face remained emotionless as her gaze followed his actions. She admired the short work he had made of the wolf, but the tigryph herself preferred a slow slaying, and she almost enjoyed the cries of pain emitted from her foe. But this was no time for memories at all, for she was being encircled by four of the little furry blighters. She eyed them with upraised brows before screeching her battle cry and diving into the two that had crept nearest her. Snapping her beak over anything that had unfortunately been put there, one fell critically wounded while the other turned tail and fled. She turned on the remaining lupines and growled low in her throat, snorting in their faces. The larger of the two attacked her shoulderblades, and was berated by powerful blue-tipped wings. The smaller nipped at her claws, and soon got a full taste of them, having them thrust through the heart. Now she craned her neck to grasp the offending wolf by the skin along it ribcage, and drug it off very ungently. Throwing it upon the ground she snapped her vice-like beak over the creature's windpipe, and ended it. She stepped away from the gore a few feet and threw a quick glance at the black gryphon, but soon had to turn her attentions back to the battle for she had only one line of vision.-
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