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« Thread Started on Mar 28, 2006, 10:40pm » | |
ivorn washed canine entered, labrums trembled with pleasure. his coat blending with the stoney moonwashed concrete. it hadn't been long since he had been down this alley way, a day or two. talons clacked the stone as he contined down the narrow pathway. no lifeforms roamed here, that was what he loved about it. melarkies pricked atop his zenith, sniffer lifted to the atmos, he inhaled sharply, if he wasn't mistaken, another had been here, not long ago, or perhaps, was still there.
hackles began to bristle feircly as the scent reached his nasal caverns, plume stiffened with each step he made.
So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me
Off guard, red handed
Now I'm far from lonely
Asleep I still see you lying next to me
So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me I..
I need something else
Would someone please just give me
Hit me, knock me out
And let me go back to sleep
I can laugh
All I want inside I still am empty
So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me I...
I'll be just fine
Pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely
And it's all that I've got
I'll be just fine
Pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely
And it's all that I've got
I guess, I remember every glance you shot me
Un-harmed, I'm losing weight and some body heat
I squoze so hard
I stopped your heart from beating
So deep that I didn't even scream fuck me, I..
I'll be just fine
Pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely
And it's all that I've got
I'll be just fine
Pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely
And it's all that I've got
And it's all that I've got
Yeah, it's all that I've got
It's all that I've got
It's all that I've got
It's all that I've got!
So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me
So deep that I didn't even scream fuck me
I'll be just fine
Pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely
And it's all that I've got
I'll be just fine
Pretending I'm not
I'm far from lonely
And it's all that I've got
And it's all that I've got
Yeah, it's all that I've got...
the bruthen walked furthur, his pacers imprinting wet cemente, the cemente began to create small balls between his pacer pads. fathomless mirrors gazed 'round, they were filled with extreme loathing, hating every moment, everything and everyone.
many looked up at him, wowing how his breed could take down pumas, bulls, worthogs and jaguars (true fact  ). Pistol saw no shame in it, but it seemed worthless to hunt something for a man, to give off what you worked so hard for, for what you deserved. he loathed humans, he indeed had been placed in an SPCA, but had not lasted long, his arrogant temper and his growing hate for human contact, as well as aggresion and dominence(sp?) to other canids.
he remembers his few days in that 10 by 10 cage, the dirty bowls placed in front of him with sticks, the ragged jacket that was his bed... his bed! can you beleive it? he also recalls the woman, whom was close to euthanizing him, though his strength and agility were no match for the fragile lady, a customer opened the door and he shot out the open door. his sniffer smelt the freedom, no longer the odor of cat pee.
his coal stained pumping organ had felt no love for two miserable and misunderstood years of his fxcking life, no one took him seriously, no one loved him. Fxck them all, he didn't want love, all the familes he'd been to, all the packs he'd wandered through, they all tried to amore him, but Pistol would leave in a heart beat. of course, a few battles were nesicarry from time to time as well.
brawny build turned down into a dead end, his spheres dilated, adjusting to the dead streets, the cold world, the world he loved. the cool breeze that fluttered up his spine, making his bristles stand on end, the darkness his pupils soon adjsuted to.
talons quit their racket as he lowered his frame to the hard compost below. broad and enormous skull was laid 'pon his large padders. until one came, he would wait, for what reason? To kill of course.
Call me arrogant, call me what you wish, but I forever will be cursed by Lucifer as, Pistol. The mighty fast bullet, one that will stick in your chest, holding it's graspt, spikes will shoot out, ensuring a tight grip. Jaws lock, what will you do now? Play dead you fool, get good at it, because hxll has arrived...
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« Reply #1 on Mar 29, 2006, 7:02pm » | |
Towering femme' sauntered around the out-skirts of the town, distant drone of the sirens rang through the air. Slowing to a halt she listened to Sika's short, rapid steps as she caught up and stood beside the behemoth. Crown raised Cola took in the vapors of the polluted city, nares expanding and contracting. Whip of a tail lifted in dominance the fae glanced down at Sika. We're here, waddya think? Visionaries glance to the side, auds at attention Cola's hackles raised at the scent of a brute, low ominous growl rumbled through her bodice. Sika, get behind me. Large talons click against the stone as Cola shifted her mass, lips pull back, exposing large ivories. Dial lowered Cola glared into the shadows were a canine moved. Tail lifted Cola scented the brute slowly moving towards them, Speak now or forever hold your piece-Lest you find my teeth at your throat. Growling Cola felt Sika's long hair prickle as the male came closer. Cola could see him and Sika could not, and Cola-hated him upon site.
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« Reply #2 on Mar 29, 2006, 7:03pm » | |
Rapid staccato steps kept pace with Cola's long, graceful strides. The ticking of claws upon stone were loud and Sika cringed, there was talk of Death Stalkers roaming the streets looking for recruits. The duo had been approached by one the other night, in a different city-they always wanted Cola. Her size and strength always came in handy, or so Sika had learned from experience. They'd been eating when the German Shepard male approached them, ordering Cola to go with him. Cola had been merciless, even as he cried for her to stop-That's when Cola ordered Sika away. Sure Sika'd been happy to go and hide, ignoring the screams and the thud as Cola hid his body from site. Cola was a powerful ally, but a deadly enemy. Shaking her petite dial Sika stopped her optics wide, a large tan tree was almost touching her nose. Cola towered above her and shaking her head slightly Sika trotted beside Cola and sat down like a sack of potatoes. Auds tipped up Sika wagged her tail panting slightly. Mouth opened and Sika took a breath to ask Cola why they'd stopped, but Cola interrupted. "We're here, waddya think?" With a sheepish grin Sika answered, It's nice, but it's like any other city we've been a- Cola's bodice went tense and her vocals became cold, Sika lowered her crown and her tail took up rent between her legs. Quickly Sika scuttled behind Cola and peeked around her tall tree-like legs. What had Cola sniffed? Peering through the dark Sika cursed the fact that she couldn't see in the dark better. Grumbling lightly she froze as the repetitive ticking of claws became louder, echoing within the alley. Sika gulped and hid under Cola-who was this dog? What did they want?
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« Reply #3 on Mar 29, 2006, 7:46pm » | |
he travelled forth from the hidden depths in which his corpse had soon fallen into a slumber in. talons clacked the lithosphere sharply, he eyed the two females, a hoarse chuckle escaped his pursed lippers, You expect me to bow down to a fxcking witch? mockery filled his tunes, zenith was carried high. this femme was obviously thinking too highly of herself, something Pistol loathed, You be? his poison slid from his agap maw at the petite carmel tinted femme that so pretended to be brave, mongrel she be, a toy dog, pfff, pathetic.
tassel hugged 'gainst his brawny build as his haunches folded beneath him in a sitting position, voids narrowed on the two that so tried to claim this land, they would not get very far. crimson stainers flashed as he smirked wildly, You expect me to fear a female that is a whxre? Surely not, m'dear, c'mon leave now, find yourself a nice grave spot and call me when it's done. glare was sent to Sika, he watched her shivering corpse with amusement, his opticals lit up with pure enjoyment, Boo! he hissed, hoping the femmora would jump like a feline.
Dare ye announce your thoughts...
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« Reply #4 on Mar 29, 2006, 11:47pm » | |
Optics harden as the brute emerged, his icey tones and sarcasm only further enraged Cola. Low growl, a warning and a gracious one. Lip lightly curled, the vixen's fur bristled; cold tones replied Bow down? No-unless you want your spine ripped out too. It wasn't that Cola felt high about herself-life had twisted her heart and she tended to judge dogs before actually getting to know them. If he was one of the Death Stalkers... Shivering the fae listened to his words, "You be?" Glaring at the male Cola icely replied You're worst nightmare-You?
As he looked over Sika, Cola's anger turned to rage; she was fiercely protective of her friend. As he sat she looked over his bodice a hunting dog-good battle dog He must be one of the "Stalkers" Whip-cord of a tail lifted lightly in a challange, Cola listened to the brute drone on, god-he was worse than a bloody misquitoe! A nice grave spot? How bout a dumpster? Once I fold you up I think you'd fit. Cola remained standing, she had many smart remarks, and boy-she was just getting started...
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« Reply #5 on Mar 29, 2006, 11:59pm » | |
Optics widen as the hell-bound brute stepped out of the shadows, at his cruel laugh Sika pinned her auds trying to block the sound. "You expect me to bow down to a fxcking witch?" Pools widen even more, no one talked that way to Cola and lived-Cola hadn't made a move so.... She must have some shard of respect for this brute. Tilting her petite crown to one side Sika listened to his words, "You be?" At Cola's remark Sika quietly chirped Sika before Cola could silence her. As Cola tensed Sika realized that Cola hadn't given her name for a reason-that dog would've been found by now and the duo's names were well known throughout the cities. At his roaming gaze Sika shivered slightly-she didn't like what was hidden behind those inky pools.
As he spoke again Sika sighed, she was getting really bored with this-in a way the two were flirting with one another, Sika wasn't that naive. Listening to Cola's smart remark Sika tensed Careful Cola-you don't know how many there could be. Hidden in the shadows. Soft whine as Sika looked around, she didn't see or smell anything....
"BOO!" With a yip Sika jumped and immediately bared her ivories-sneezing with anger and hate. You want to walk away from this? Huh?? sika had learned how to bite the nerve on the back leg, "hobbling" they called it-no dog could walk properly after it was done, and Sika had gotten quite good at it. Being small sometimes held its advantages. Sitting Sika glared from behind Cola-at the complete jxrk who was flirting with Cola and vice versa. It made Sika sick, small ball of fluff tensed she really didn't want to fight again-not so soon...
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« Reply #6 on Mar 30, 2006, 10:21pm » | |
maw parted and he chuckled loudly, it echoed the concrete walls, My worst nightmare? I think not dear Sika and Whxre. I dare say, if you shan't tell me your curse, I will make one up... he tilted his skull, giving the impression he was thinking, How about... hmmmm... Slxt? Yes, indeed that suits you nicely. tassel twarped 'gainst the concrete in an amused manner at the duo before him.
as if reading the two female's thoughts, Pistol spoke aloud, I be not one of those pathetic Death Stalkers whom serve Satan and all his pitiful causes. For I serve my own self, no one is ranked higher than I, no one. cold opticals glared at Sika, What is your purpose with this Slxt? he inquired, icy gaze held onto the fluffy furball.
Ah, she must be Slxt's lunch! A pity really, lots of fur... ick. boa turned to peer behind him, his broad shoulderblades rolled in, he swiftly turned back to face them, before they could do little harm to his coat.
melarkies inclined atop his skull, Why do you anger me so? he asked, mockery filled his tunes. savage smirked, My cursing beith none of you contessa's buisness, I suggest you run along and play before a Death Eater thingy comes to scavage for their last meal. As for I, I'd fancy a nap. maw parted wildly into a yawn, incisors were shown, bloodstained and quite sharp.
coal visionnaries watched the femmes, he knew they would not leave, he was not stupid nor guillible. He knew that the pomerainian(sp?) fluff ball had given her real cursing, he could sense the fear that lingered in the air. Cola was a different matter, she was, infact bold and brave, but bravery is not the absence of fear now is it?
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Call The Blood On The Floor: Pistol
Round Off The Arrogance As: Masc.
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Years You've Hid: Three
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« Reply #7 on Mar 31, 2006, 3:46pm » | |
in the shadows lurked a beast, it was hell itself. He had heard a few canines talking and decided to check it out. They were in one of the many alleys around here. The large brute walked in the shadows, and only appeared till he got to the alley that the others were in. Hmm this was pretty pathetic, this bitch thought she could just go any where and talk like she wished? well she would be dead if she tried doing that to Demon. He easily towered over all the other canines here, even the Great Dane bitch. After all he was half Rottweiler and Great Dane, but stood much taller than a Great Dane. He stood 35'' tall and easily weighed over 200 lbs, but it was all muscle.
Demon curled back his kissers growling in anoyance. He was trying to get some sleep eariler, but the trio was making in impossible to do. Demon looked down at Sika, who looked to be a furry rat, nothing more. Demon snorted, wondering where all this stupid house dogs were comming from. Yes Demon wanted to join the Death Stalkers, because they were a strong pack, and they were all pure evil. Demon feared nothing, not even death because he loved it, and pain. Fiery red pools glared at one dog to the next, taking their scent in at the same time.
"Now now pups, settle down."
He said to the trio, not giving two shits about them. He would gladly kill them, then savagly eat them after, till he got the sweet taste of blood that he truley desired. Tassel and dial were held higher than the rest of the canines here, showing he was not going to deal with any of their bowl shit. He never submitted to anyone, but he would show respect to another, only if he thought they deserved it. So far all these canines here were only pathetic in his eyes.
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« Reply #8 on Mar 31, 2006, 4:38pm » | |
Pistol chuckled loudly, his vocals echoing the stoney hell, Pup I be not. he hissed, he watched the so called "Demon" before him, opticals filled with amusement. another to torment? aye, he would surely have fun. crimson stained incisors snapped the atmos, though Demon was taller than he, that meant nothing.
He glared at Sika, watching the female, then his visionnaries averted to Cola, ick. labrums parted as he was going to speak, but his lippers curled into a perfect grin. Pleasure meetin' you all. he nodded his cranium in a goofy manner, not really showing he respected them, nor cared for their presence on Earth.
chassi rumbled as he growled at the trio before stalking into the shadows once more, hackles rose feircly, tassel erect behind his frame. the darkness engulfed him, a pair of yellow blazed occuli watched them. another death calling chuckle emmited from his throat.
Fun, oh what fun it will be, to watch you three,
Having no more than no life, having little to do on this Earth,
Pity the fool,
But remember this,
Bravery is not the absense of fear...
cranium fell onto his heavy pacers, shutters closed o'er his ebonix pools, one remained open, should anything stupid happen. Pistol loved to fight, though would only battle when the time came, for he would amore to murder the faes, but he was patient.
Patience is a Virtue...
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Years You've Hid: Three
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« Reply #9 on Apr 1, 2006, 5:44pm » | |
Low, omniscient growl rumbled through the deviless' figure, the new dog had taken her slightly by surprise, but that was alright. He was large-some impure cross from a pathetic Bxtch, and a mean as hell sire. Snorting with disdain Cola watched the first brute melt into the shadows. Fire in her pools muscles tensed, ready to pounce-Cola would not. back. down. Turning to the larger canine she growled licking her kissers, plume xrect; there was a hunger in her pools hidden behind the burning inferno of her anger. A lust for the kill, for blood-large talons spread apart from her mass distributing amongst for tall, strong pillars. Large auds pulled back against her cranium, thus keeping them from easily being removed by a well placed bite or scratched. Nares expand, allowing more precious carbon to enter her lungs and keep her alive and full of vigor. Crouching down lower her vocals became menacing, Touch me, and you'll find yourself in a world of trouble. Evil smirk upon her features, vixen waited for his response-two against one, they didn't seem like a threat; but he would soon learn that his "fear" would be realized. Very, very soon...
Ivories bared and Cola's demon-like tones rang out to Sika- Go take a walk. A long walk. This was always Sika's cue to leave, Cola didn't want her to get hurt to. Blood would be shed this night-but mostly his...
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« Reply #10 on Apr 1, 2006, 5:55pm » | |
Sika jumped slightly at the other brutes sudden appearance, she yapped twice; facing this new "hotshot" Sika snorted, ignoring the other brute and his "disappearing act". She snarled and listened to his words, rolling her optics Sika sighed she really was getting tired of this. Oh please, why don't you put your tail where your mouth is. Or can I do it for you? Size difference wasn't a fear of Sika's only sometimes-but with Cola there, Sika felt invincible. Snarling at the newcomer she hissed, You'd better leave "hotshot", go and get your little "Death Stalker Looser Friends", Try it-I dare you. Growling Sika shook her head at Cola's command to "scram". Yipping Sika jumped forwards slightly as Cola nipped her on the hip. Growling Sika gave the brute a glare, her optics cold and hard as ice. Her expression "Watch your back brute-cause I'll soon be chewing on it." Grumbling Sika disappeared around the alley-still in earshot, hopped up on a series of dumpsters and perched-just out of reach from either dog. Peeking her petite dial around the wall Sika watched the scene unfold; however Sika noted that she had to be careful-perched on the ledge of the open dumpster. Else she could fall and.... Well she wouldn't be able to get back out again. Intent on Cola Sika ignored everything else around her. Be careful Cola.... Watch your back-that mystery jxrk is around here somewhere. Auds perked forwards, Sika strained trying to hear what they were saying...
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« Reply #11 on Apr 1, 2006, 7:58pm » | |
Pistol vanished down the alleyways, his moon painted corpse floated down the narrow paths. he soon came from one, near Sika, kissers pulled back as the menace snarled, This isn't your day. he hissed, vocals so low they were almost inaudible. he was not afraid of Cola, oh no, he planned on taking her down next.
labrums parted once more, cranium tilted as his frame pushed 'gainst the dumpster, hoping to make her fall in. hinds scrapped 'long the metal basket and he plopped into the garbage infested can. opticals adjusted to the poor lighting, he searched for Sika, tail erect above his posture.
sniffer led him to the furball, maw parted he snapped once or twice at her fur, Get lost, this is no place for ye! jaws let her loose, he knew she was bleeding, not hard... yet.
haunches folded as he sat 'pon a few garbage bags, he watched her with fathomless mirrors, corpse floated near her again, it was almost like he was dead... jaws parted again, he snapped the atmos, Scrat! he hissed again, his breath metallic like crimson. ghost hued bodice slinked 'round the carmel tinted ones, maw parted again, his incisors clamping 'pon her scruff....
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