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Post by Geisha on Sept 22, 2006 19:17:14 GMT -5
The land was silent. The dark clouds covering up the illuminating moon. I smirked. The coldness creeping in.
I felt it slightly. Not as much as others. Weather didn't bother me.
Trees rotted and kicked up dust clung to the clammy carbon. I felt the wnd swirl around me, picking up my thick tresses and banner. I smirked as it combed through the sleek ribbons. My pelt shone in the last bit of the moonlight before the moon ripped away. I was ebony. I blended. But then again. I was different.
My gait smooth and silent. But at the same time jerky and disrupptant. My optics dull and clear. But also dark and holding a glint of fire. My looks perfection as always. But lacking an element. My greed.
I was greedy. I wanted someone. I needed someone. Someone cruel. To put me in my place. To show me whose boss. I smirked. Someone would have to walk to edge of the blade.
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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Sept 23, 2006 15:26:41 GMT -5
Spirit three beated in, harks straining to hear the faint cry of a vixen.Nares flared, catching the scent of a femme all alone in the cruel world.Flints moved faster and faster until he halted beside her.Carbon exited slender nares slower and slower as Spirit sttod to catch his breath.Hello miss.I am Spirit.May I know your dubbence and alliance?curious vocals inquired.Spirit's visionaries kept their gaze fixed 'pon the femme as harks caught the sound of the wind howling.
ooc: geisha, want to become a personalizer or head personalizer on my rpg?
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Post by Geisha on Sept 24, 2006 19:06:32 GMT -5
Rasor...dark for those who care.. I watched him. What was he thinking? I am perfection.
I waited. What was he thinking? I thought again. Maybe he would show me different. I waited for a commanding voice. Something to put me in my place. I waited.
OCC: umm sure, msg me the url
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Post by U.nsung H.ero™ on Sept 26, 2006 15:23:06 GMT -5
ooc: k
Spirit bowed to the femme before lyrics sang, I am of the lights,Rasor.I cannot change what I am.Visionaries scanned the terra for sighns of danger before carbon entered the atmosphere in a huge puff.
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Post by Geisha on Sept 27, 2006 5:34:00 GMT -5
I smirked. Did he really think I would change who I was...for HIM? Neither can I I stared at him. A dead. Blank. Stare. What was going through his head?
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