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| SolitudeWolf | Seeking to Join | 0 | Sunday, 3:16 AM EDT by SolitudeWolf | ||
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The sonourous alabaster fangs that protruded from his bloodied claret dial gleamed luminously from behind his fury- a volcanic growl rumbled through his throat and erupted out of his maw in a warning of hate, and his banner curled tightly around his muscular frame. A veil of darkness cloaked over him almost immediately as a tan wolf padded through the clearing, oblivious to the killer lurking murderously in the midnotic shadows. The stench of decomposing leaves and blood caked onto the terrain after the killing of a throat-slit wolf-a male, whom was the mate of this tan wolf. A wave of horror overswept the femme as a colossal lupin protruded out of the forest, slamming immense pressure into the tan wolf's ribcage, and a set of canine's sank into the flesh of her serpentine, and sliced upwards to her dome, the pillars of carnage snapping back to dent her gullet and then to scan from his blood-shot optics to her own; neon lasers intimidatingly bearing through her soul. The demon wolf rested on his fores as the she wolf rolled to her platform, heaving and wheezing, before her cranium was splintered by the majestic jowls of the demon. Her dial was split and the death choke of fear overswept her body as pain wracked her body and the demon wolf’s bloodlust was fulfilled...
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| Inevetable_Insanity | Joining yes? | 1 | Feb 6 2011, 8:18 PM EST by AmusiWolf | ||
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Thread started: Feb 6 2011, 7:11 PM EST
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Yo, Raider, I'm here to help bring back DR. I'm the Dude from the Chat above yes? Psychotic? Very well then, here's my joining crap. >>
Persuasion: Psychotic Hourglass: 1 and a half years. Sex: Sephar. I dunno what else to put. o3o Rp para.:The chromazoid hued baron swaggered his pertinacious constitution upon effervescent infant pastures, his broad cerebrum condescended deliberately upon a shoulder length upon the ogle of a adversary. He then trotted upon the opposing lupe, his eerie ogle training upon the wolf. The stalwart sterling hued patriach encompassed his antanogist deliberately as he nicked its whiskers and sadistically ruptured its vulnerable cheek. He then placed a stringent metacarpal upon the opposing flank, fraudentally constraining upon the quagmire perversevely. His immaculated enamels inculcated onto its armour, the resonant taste of plasma leaking onto his conglomerate maw as he desiriously craved for more. The opposer endeavored trying to withdraw from his perversal grip, as it began to weaken deliberately. The warlock licked his chops as his merciless scrutiny progressed to its trachea, as he then implanted his resplendent inscisors upon its tender scruff. The tempter smirked deviously upon seeing it become sedentary. He then spat the clump of tapestry that had immaculated in his maw onto its repudiate rostra , a malovent cackle deriving from his contracted larynx as he then proceeded out from the scene, exhabolirating carbon dioxide apathetically through his proboscis' apertures in a careless snort.- |
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| Fel900 | Won't be online... | 0 | Jan 28 2010, 4:40 PM EST by Fel900 | ||
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Thread started: Jan 28 2010, 4:40 PM EST
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Sorry, my internet is cut forever! I now have to use my friend's computers and my parents like to keep me away from the computer now so, I don't know when I will be back. T.T
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