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08-19-2014, 12:21 AM
Satanic Silk I'm pleased as punch as punch that the key seems to work, and no one else seems to have noticed me trying to make it work. Of course, there's evidence that there was no need to use the key in the first place. A grey mare that I don't recognize in the least seems to have figured it out, and just pushed open the door. I with the key have only opened the door wider. The jaw bone's sarcastic remarks at the group of us - and some individuals in particular - is both amusing and annoying. I want to chuckle, but I'm too focused on the key and the opening door. It opens wider and wider, and I step back so that there's room for more of us, but keep my head forward, wanting to peer inside toward the opening. Turns out it's not the best idea. The ice and fire that others have thrown at the door would have been better saved for what comes OUT from the mysterious 'other side' of the door. I'm not sure I even have words for the beast that knocks me from the door and scrambling for my balance. Luckily I have wings, and they keep me from making a fool of myself and falling into the sand. Of course I've probably smacked a few faces of those nearby. The beast. Giant, reptilian.. with fur.. and monstrous. Panic floods me - what the hell am I gonna do with this shit? "Well, what are you waiting for? KILL IT!" The jawbone screeches to us all, and I immediately launch into the air. No, I'm not running from the fight. But I'm sure as hell not staying on the ground. My wings wide and pumping against the air, I move out of reach of the beast. Upon circling it, I notice that it seems to have some sort of pouch like a marsupial, and an egg resides inside. What could it be, hiding away inside? I hope the others will be quick to attack, as the one dark stallion has. His green dragon companion flies overhead, like I do. KILL IT! I dart down and claw at the beast with my hooves, then pull up again, and repeat. Sometimes I attack with my hooves, sometimes with the claws on my wings. I don't ever stay down for long, not trusting the beast to stay on the ground where I expect him to be. WC: 407
Summary: Silk gets knocked to the side, then takes to the air and attacks from their with hooves and the claws on his wings. He thinks he is safe from the beast. hungry for life |
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Plot Thread
*You may do anything you wish with Silk excluding dismemberment and death.
