Parel
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Fragile Lives S h a t t e r e d Dreams
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Post by Parel on Feb 10, 2007 17:16:41 GMT -5
Why the hxll am here? I am not looking for a mate or breeding. Am I? what the hxll am I thinking? I dont know anymore. Love, tainted love that is what I must create. I need to feed on heartbreak, not my own but of others. yes, that is why I am here, no? Shoulder blades shifted , to hell and heaven, taking their turns in the lustful strut. Stilts weavin their obsidians in and out with a seductive fashion. Skin and bone, oh my how sad she must be starved. Fuuck that, she wasnt a light. Muscle now replaced were flesh and fat were supposed to be, skelliar structure showing through her movements. Grey, why was everything to grey in the winter? Grey, black white, rather I like these colors. Chain shifted, low dragging on the iced topography, releasing scents every once and then. Ribbon slipped passed their lambrums, breathing smelling feeling the world as a cold blooded repltile would. Maybe she could find love? Why else in hel.l would one go here? She wanted a mate, one for tainted love.
Atreyu and meh only
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Post by ♥Meggalicious ;; on Feb 10, 2007 17:41:06 GMT -5
Love. Hah. Falling in love is just as probable as being able to lick your elbows. Seems reasonable, but once attempted, you know how much of a dolt you truly are. Yeah. That whole love junk was just like the elbows.
Perhaps he was abusing his powers; perhaps even, becoming more of a sllut than any of these matrons were. But hell. You see a pretty girl, knowing that she is probably too ignorant to fight back; and you’ll let her go? And that thought only becomes worse beyond thinking that another retarded, happy-go-lucky kinda guy was able to stick it in her first. Yeah, ho.e, that’s my property. His optics were lazily hanging in the air, directed upon nothing, focused on only the invisible oxygen that suffocated Atreyu. Pain… with every breath, he felt it. Every single d**n breath. His organs were probably severely battered; his lungs, soul, heart bubbling with sensitive acid. It seemed like a reasonable answer; though frankly, Atreyu would wallow in the agony for hours. It was the only way to know you’re alive.
How he managed to notice this new possession he did not know. Course, she was alone; in heat, for sure; and, [so Atreyu wouldn’t have to kill ‘er after a nice ride,] a dark. Alright hun. Lets get the ball rolling. She was like his prey, the frightened target that knew instinctively its fate. He wasted no time with boring stares, approvals, or even to see if she carried any sort of interest in the hessian. Hell, he didn’t care. Her approval was valueless. He appeared much like a ghost, quickly and almost unnoticeable behind her. Then by her side. And then lastly, to the face, to meet the whhore one-on-one. Nasal gathered to deliver a harsh and heavy-minded grin. “Your name, lamb, so to know the poor soul who I’ll be splitting.” Orbs drew lifeless, deep pits lodged in his face. “Don’t bore me with anything else.”
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Parel
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Fragile Lives S h a t t e r e d Dreams
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Post by Parel on Feb 10, 2007 18:02:06 GMT -5
Love, tainted love. Occuli turned the siluite fugure that seemed to loam behinde her, Or besi... it was a drake. Split, oh how nice someone already wanted to fuuck her. well fuuck that she was by the borders of this land and came to this land for the he.ll of it. Wind travled out of her maw, releasing rancid breath into the air, it smelt of lust, greed and death. The slender blow shifted tassels from her facade granting her right lob vision, what other orb would see? herleft was blind, pah. Hackles raised in a bit of rudeness but most in threat. they returned to an original state. Boa raised higher, voids taking a better look at this enormous brute. Or who is to say he is big? she herself was only under two feet. She was so freaken small. I'm Parel and I'm not here to become a fuucking sllut diologe infirmed tones in their usuall velvet voice. Soft, girly, pretty but with lust and seduction weaved perfectly in , Yep, That was her voice. Lobs lifted softly from a pinned state on their sockets. He was rather handsome. Nostrils flared entering the nearly frozen oxygen to her ratted lungs. Tramps, all who/res that had mated him already. The air retraced it's self back into the atmos though it escaped as carbon now, with it's rancid breath. White, the breath was white from what little warmth reviced with in her. Was she in heat? She today just became two, bleh, not a chance. You'd be a better suit for me if you didnt smell of so many already fuucked wolves, or maye that draws me to you? What in the hell did your mother name you? smart mouth. She was a smart mouth and didnt notice the cencor needed verbs in them. She would start a seductive trance later on , maybe after his name? Love, maybe they could create their tainted love.
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Post by ♥Meggalicious ;; on Feb 10, 2007 19:19:20 GMT -5
OOC: =[ Not in the dark mood today. ;-; Sorry.
Hm… so maybe he had made himself the fool. Ah, live and learn. Live and learn. Of course he wouldn’t admit this… and, would probably make the situation worse anyway. Dare anyone point out his imperfections, he got pretty pissy. Sure, he loved to think he was perfect; the most supreme thing on the planet. And when the dream got disrupted, it almost wanted for Atreyu to believe that they had made the mistake.
Course, on this one, he wouldn’t take the easy way out. Things could have probably been better with a nice sorry, a hug between friends, but… no. His jaw tilted slightly, mug parted in a crooked position, voice seemingly overtaken by a megaphone. “Perhaps it was ignorance I was referring to,” he said, voice straining for a non-threatening approach on the phrase. Honestly; he wasn’t yet trying to enrage the fem. Hell, she had everything he wanted. “Sweets, you seem new. Not just to the land, but to this whole sex deelio. Hopefully your momma gave you that lovely little talk. Anywho, this is where it all comes into play. All that action takes place in this very spot… which is why so many lusty, gorgeous whhores travel here. Perhaps you don’t frankly fit in the category.” He paused, auds pinned, mumbling under his breath. “Though I’d love to make you one.”
She could have probably heard his words, so he smirked, body enclosing further in on the vixen. Eyes drew in no emotion, nor requested of such, for they only glared at her. He wanted the fae quite badly now. Something about the way she personally wouldn’t give in; and, normally, he would have had a fit and forced it ‘pon them; but for this one, he could probably wait a few more minutes. Try and persuade her “Pack, huh? Your pack?” he spat blandly, not stating the question behind these few words. She was probably smart enough to figure it out. Use that mind of yours.
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Parel
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Post by Parel on Feb 11, 2007 22:52:51 GMT -5
Heat, pssht she problay wasnt in it. Oh how nice how well played to charm. Optics bore back into the brute, feeding lifeless energy towards them, feeding lust and hatred, and tainted love. Lobs retraced, up, towards the false played heaven. Yeah thats right I'm fuucking retarded. We might be on the borders of Loners Foresrty more by close to the pack terres but I am the one to label a fuucking retard. Primary enamels bared in a consentrated laugh. you, dear, seem to have a case of ADD yourself. If you havent notice we are located were Loner's Forestry borders the pack terres. But no. I'm the fuucking retard because I'm trying to get to my pack. I'm not a traamp like the other biitches you've fuucked. I might not even be in heat I just turned two today. jowels shut tightly now. Why the he.ll wouls she give him much information? Yet the rather darq attitude of this sexy baastaard drew her to him.
Why does the chit chat continue? That ws true, true true true. auds reacted in a lustfull twitch from the 'playfull' nip at them. Ribbon ran over the gate like enamels. Ohh then, we are to play? Muscles spazzamed at the surrounding stillness, she was not one to stay still. Whipcord slashedat the frozen floor, shoulder blades dipping and rising as she circled him once. Plumage securely covered her rump, she was not going to breed and have a baastard child. Why else? Maybe because I' bored. I dont know Atreyu diologe weas quite plain, without desire to answer. Boredom firmly implanted the tones, yet there was much fun. Cage haulted at the right of the brute, curvature raching over. Enamels repeated the verse. Nipping, tugging at his own tower. Carefull now, dont attatch to this man-whoore.
not much museh in post xD
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Post by ♥Meggalicious ;; on Feb 13, 2007 20:06:15 GMT -5
OOC: =[ Not in the dark mood today. ;-; Sorry.
Hm… so maybe he had made himself the fool. Ah, live and learn. Live and learn. Of course he wouldn’t admit this… and, would probably make the situation worse anyway. Dare anyone point out his imperfections, he got pretty pissy. Sure, he loved to think he was perfect; the most supreme thing on the planet. And when the dream got disrupted, it almost wanted for Atreyu to believe that they had made the mistake.
Course, on this one, he wouldn’t take the easy way out. Things could have probably been better with a nice sorry, a hug between friends, but… no. His jaw tilted slightly, mug parted in a crooked position, voice seemingly overtaken by a megaphone. “Perhaps it was ignorance I was referring to,” he said, voice straining for a non-threatening approach on the phrase. Honestly; he wasn’t yet trying to enrage the fem. Hell, she had everything he wanted. “Sweets, you seem new. Not just to the land, but to this whole sex deelio. Hopefully your momma gave you that lovely little talk. Anywho, this is where it all comes into play. All that action takes place in this very spot… which is why so many lusty, gorgeous whhores travel here. Perhaps you don’t frankly fit in the category.” He paused, auds pinned, mumbling under his breath. “Though I’d love to make you one.”
She could have probably heard his words, so he smirked, body enclosing further in on the vixen. Eyes drew in no emotion, nor requested of such, for they only glared at her. He wanted the fae quite badly now. Something about the way she personally wouldn’t give in; and, normally, he would have had a fit and forced it ‘pon them; but for this one, he could probably wait a few more minutes. Try and persuade her “Pack, huh? Your pack?” he spat blandly, not stating the question behind these few words. She was probably smart enough to figure it out. Use that mind of yours.
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