mourir
Beggar
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Post by mourir on Mar 13, 2010 16:51:39 GMT -5
Mourir was trying to choke Raeoki out as fast as he could, however the ferret's grip slipped whenever Shadowplague grabbed his arm. Mourir let go of her and tried to break loose of Shadowplague's hold on him, he knew he couldn't win against both of them.
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Fwiffle
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*yawn*[C01:Teal][Mo0:0]
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Post by Fwiffle on Apr 11, 2010 3:48:24 GMT -5
OOC: I wanted to join back in. xD
BIC:
The Wildcat's eyes flickered slightly. She was too tired to move but to afraid not to. She was on an unknown island alseep beside a stranger, what else could happen? She managed to prise her own eyes open, glad to be awake.
The scene infront of her hadn't changed, she musn't have been out for too long. It was still day and still incredibly hot. She stretched her arms out infront of her and flexed the muscles in her hand to relieve the pain. She sighed heavily, feeling too lazy to move unless there was an emergancy. She had found her biggest weakness and it wasn't a creature. It was heat.
OOC: Duh duh duuunn
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Chepsonek
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Awesome pic by Vela! Thanks Vela, you are an amazing artist.[0:Offline, and stuck in my room [Mo0:0]
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Post by Chepsonek on Aug 24, 2010 14:50:50 GMT -5
OOC: Can I join?
BIC: The hare stood silent in the shadows, watching the fight. His eyes were cold, showing no emotion, and he did nothing to help until he knew that the ferret that the vermin was attacking wasn't going to win. He picked up his bow, placed an arrow on it, aimed for the large creature called Shadoplague's footpaw, and shot with deadly accuracy. Then he slid back into the bush, circling to another spot so he wasn't killed. He shot another arrow, intending to miss and missing, hitting the grass right next to the vermin leaders head. He spoke then, his voice edged with menace. "Leave him alone, vermin, or this next arrow goes straight to your brain. There are many of us in the surrounding trees, and we will kill if need be." The hare had been lying of course, he was the only one there, but hey, they didn't know that. He moved to another spot, but tossed his voice so that it came from the same direction as before. "We are waiting, and we do not like to be kept waiting. There are some with me who are impatient, their bowstrings are beginning to stretch, aiming the arrows at black hearts. Let. Him. Go."
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