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SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II)

Volterra the Indomitable Posts: 785
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow
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His back explodes in pain as falling tar, or blood, douses him. It stings and singes, and will most likely bless him with scars, but he cares little. He gathers battle wounds like trophies, hoarding them like precious gems. He will be beautiful.

His earth spike jams the tigress in place, and her scream sends a wave of heat right down to his groin. Shit, but is there a better sound than an enemy in the throes of pain? The stallion does not stop there. His blood is up, and even his burning back cannot tame the beast that rises within him. He wants the kill. He wants this God to fall as the others have, bleeding and screaming. But the tiger is bathed in flame, and whilst the black leviathan likes his collection of battlewounds, he has no wish to burn to death.

So it is his magic he calls upon again, and this time there is no subtlety in his actions. An earth spike bursts into life below the tiger's upper underside, where her lungs nestle in wait, just begging to be ruined; the behemoth aims to use his earth spike to pierce the lungs of the God, hoping to leave her without air and gasping for life. He hopes to kill her stone dead, to claim the glory of victory.

As he does this, he sees his dragon circling above. The red's eyes fall on Mirabella, who he recognises from the salacious memories in Volterra's head - the stallion feels a strange combination of jealousy and bloodlust flow through his mind from his companion. "She mate?" questions the crimson king-dragon, drifting gently above the battle. The massive stallion snorts. Don't be stupid. She was but the first in a long line. Still, he watches in amusement as Vérzés lowers his circles until he is directly above where the mare has her horn embedded in the tiger's throat, ready to protect her delicate face from any blows that may come her way. Volterra does not command him, and he is puzzled by the dragon's desire to protect her. Still, he isn't complaining. He might get a second go on her if she falls in gratitude at his feet for Vérzés saving her from injury. ""

BLESSED BY A BITCH FROM A BASTARD'S SEED
PLEASURE TO MEET YOU, PREPARE TO BLEED


TEAM EARTH GOD - CONTEST WINNER

Tries to erupt earth spike directly beneath the tiger's lungs to try and puncture them and kill it. Vérzés circles above @Mirabella to try and protect her.

[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far  ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]





Messages In This Thread
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Volterra - 10-24-2015, 01:08 PM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Morenth - 10-26-2015, 02:35 AM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Nuray - 10-27-2015, 02:08 AM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Evaneska - 10-27-2015, 02:21 AM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Dovahkiin - 10-27-2015, 12:02 PM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Beest - 10-27-2015, 01:09 PM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Rune - 10-27-2015, 02:58 PM
RE: SWP :: Blunt Little Instruments (Part II) - by Kipling - 10-27-2015, 10:33 PM

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