Post by aasifa on Jul 10, 2006 9:40:28 GMT -5
Name: Raad Rakka
Link: raadrakka.proboards92.com/index.cgi
Rating (G-M): PG-13
Difficulty: Beginner or Intermediate
Species: Horse and Wolf
Activity: Eeeee, slow it just got started
Plot: .PAST.
.A vix snorted, glaring triumphantly over th' lands. Sh' whinnied a loud cry, claiming the land for 'erself. Sh' glanced at th' broken down mare that 'ad tried to claim it first. Sh' snorted, the icy air swirling in clouds 'round 'er flaring nares. Sh' quivered wit' excitement, happy to own an entire land, to be a royal of th' land. Sh' suddenly stopped, occulis round wit' fear. Sh' pivoted slightly, looking at a small harem o' mutts, their ivories bared ev'r slightly, their salmon combs hanging limp between their incissors. Sh' backed slowly. The lithosphere was quiet except for the crunch of the snow under foot an' the snarling of wolves, yelps o' victory 'mitted from their vocals. Th' warrioress wheeled, throwing light fallen snow up at th' wolves. Sh' lunged, thrusting straight out. Th' wolves leapt, snapping at 'er hocks, unkept blades raking 'er sides with their abnormally long claws, at 'er mistake of lurching forth. Sh' whined with pain as sh' felt the dentals of the band rip away 'er flesh, turning th' snow turn crimson. Sh' stopped dead, hearing a angry call of a steed. Sh' snorted in amazement, watching a coal black warrior lope easily out. 'Is eyes blazed in fiery, fire raging in 'is peekers.
."What are you doing, ye' ash'n mutt?" 'E had angrily spat, pawing th' ground fiercly, tearing blades of emerald from their roots. 'E wheeled, kicking clumps of snow an' dirt at the mutts, forcing the small pack to move off, making them squeal with defile, an' rage. Though, a single lupe was left behind, fairly naive, but youthful, an' agile. Though, through blood, and rank, that inherited of his maternal and paternal, the pup was destined to be but a mere Omega. Crimson fluids dripped from th' czar stud's massive jaws as 'e spoke. "You promised kill. Sh' came, and this was the perfect oppurtunity, Kuro." 'E snarled as a leg was thrown at the already damaged omega, making 'im squeal as a large slice to th' barrel was given. "Kapu, I'm-" the brutus was inable to finish, before optics looked upward. Th' large baron stood, and tower'd, raising t' 'is full height. Pistons lurched forth, over the collapsed mutt, toward the femme, that had already been torn.
" 'Lo, Ragazza," The one dubbed Kapu had spoken to the lucid toned femm, his orbs dull. The femme stood, rear faced toward 'im, plumage snapped tight to 'er rectum. Gaze spun, lolling in 'is massive form, before lyrics one 'essa may have choked 'pon were 'mitted, even upon her state. "Eve." Hardly working pistons buckled, causing the femme to fall t'ward the topography. Smirk slipped o'er th' czar's maw, though angered gaze crossed o'er that of the femenine's. Plumage then hung limp, knowin'ly that her energy ran low. Perfect 'portunity for the friesian baron to take advantage o' the vix, and curse her with 'is seed, though she was bu' a youngling flicka, coming upon that of two. "Ah, young one. You know not of the pain tha' awaits you." Though Kapu nev'r did get quite such a chance with Aasifa as that. At the vocals of 'is lyrics, apex of the arab flick fell, hitting upon the topography within a faint. Though, upon the same time, did the apricot and gris stud, Kuro, tackle 'pon Kapu, and gash a point of pressure, sending the czar to the topography as well. Dentals then sunk 'neath the flesh of the czar Kapu's throat, closing off any imaginable ox'gen source. Kapu then passed into the next life.
As the femme Aasifa 'woke but a morn' later, the sunlight rested high, her texterous bod'ce overlain with precipitation, and a bundle of bristling lupine pelt nestled 'to a circular ball in the crook of her barrel, where the band of lupine had opened a wound the deepest, the small czar Kuro - attempting to keep the bloodrush to a low level, keeping th' flicka alive. As 'he hoist'd to 'er peds, the petite xanthippe rose, as the wounds upon her had healed quite enough. Occuli had merely rolled in sockets, as 'he passed amongst the carcass of Kapu, a crimson pond around his now completely chilled carcass. Kapu would have a proper burial, amongst the fiery pits of hell.
Though now, Kuro had returned to 'is harem, and risen amongst the ranks. Rather, the other's had passed from too much bloodshed, 's well as bloodloss. Truly discovered, his bravery came within th' heart of a royal, which he had been. Though, a royal of darkness. Th' small pup that had managed to save th' life of a miniscule flicka, now th' Queen of th' Lands, became a shady, forgotten character in th' worlds Princess Aasifa began thence to call Raad Rakka. However, Aasifa, now with 'er carries the memory of how her lifespan could have nearly been taken, how 'he could have lost 'er virginity to Th' Kapu, how she never noticed the small ball of fur furled by 'er side during the dead o' winter. How now, she was to discover her past, and how the small sikla of bravery had come to develop int' a strapping baron, seductive, charming, and sly. Memories now will connect, and link, create a pathway; that leads t' - Raad Rakka.
Other: We could use lots ore members, and we'll get our banner up soon hopefully! I think it's in the process of getting made...
Link: raadrakka.proboards92.com/index.cgi
Rating (G-M): PG-13
Difficulty: Beginner or Intermediate
Species: Horse and Wolf
Activity: Eeeee, slow it just got started
Plot: .PAST.
.A vix snorted, glaring triumphantly over th' lands. Sh' whinnied a loud cry, claiming the land for 'erself. Sh' glanced at th' broken down mare that 'ad tried to claim it first. Sh' snorted, the icy air swirling in clouds 'round 'er flaring nares. Sh' quivered wit' excitement, happy to own an entire land, to be a royal of th' land. Sh' suddenly stopped, occulis round wit' fear. Sh' pivoted slightly, looking at a small harem o' mutts, their ivories bared ev'r slightly, their salmon combs hanging limp between their incissors. Sh' backed slowly. The lithosphere was quiet except for the crunch of the snow under foot an' the snarling of wolves, yelps o' victory 'mitted from their vocals. Th' warrioress wheeled, throwing light fallen snow up at th' wolves. Sh' lunged, thrusting straight out. Th' wolves leapt, snapping at 'er hocks, unkept blades raking 'er sides with their abnormally long claws, at 'er mistake of lurching forth. Sh' whined with pain as sh' felt the dentals of the band rip away 'er flesh, turning th' snow turn crimson. Sh' stopped dead, hearing a angry call of a steed. Sh' snorted in amazement, watching a coal black warrior lope easily out. 'Is eyes blazed in fiery, fire raging in 'is peekers.
."What are you doing, ye' ash'n mutt?" 'E had angrily spat, pawing th' ground fiercly, tearing blades of emerald from their roots. 'E wheeled, kicking clumps of snow an' dirt at the mutts, forcing the small pack to move off, making them squeal with defile, an' rage. Though, a single lupe was left behind, fairly naive, but youthful, an' agile. Though, through blood, and rank, that inherited of his maternal and paternal, the pup was destined to be but a mere Omega. Crimson fluids dripped from th' czar stud's massive jaws as 'e spoke. "You promised kill. Sh' came, and this was the perfect oppurtunity, Kuro." 'E snarled as a leg was thrown at the already damaged omega, making 'im squeal as a large slice to th' barrel was given. "Kapu, I'm-" the brutus was inable to finish, before optics looked upward. Th' large baron stood, and tower'd, raising t' 'is full height. Pistons lurched forth, over the collapsed mutt, toward the femme, that had already been torn.
" 'Lo, Ragazza," The one dubbed Kapu had spoken to the lucid toned femm, his orbs dull. The femme stood, rear faced toward 'im, plumage snapped tight to 'er rectum. Gaze spun, lolling in 'is massive form, before lyrics one 'essa may have choked 'pon were 'mitted, even upon her state. "Eve." Hardly working pistons buckled, causing the femme to fall t'ward the topography. Smirk slipped o'er th' czar's maw, though angered gaze crossed o'er that of the femenine's. Plumage then hung limp, knowin'ly that her energy ran low. Perfect 'portunity for the friesian baron to take advantage o' the vix, and curse her with 'is seed, though she was bu' a youngling flicka, coming upon that of two. "Ah, young one. You know not of the pain tha' awaits you." Though Kapu nev'r did get quite such a chance with Aasifa as that. At the vocals of 'is lyrics, apex of the arab flick fell, hitting upon the topography within a faint. Though, upon the same time, did the apricot and gris stud, Kuro, tackle 'pon Kapu, and gash a point of pressure, sending the czar to the topography as well. Dentals then sunk 'neath the flesh of the czar Kapu's throat, closing off any imaginable ox'gen source. Kapu then passed into the next life.
As the femme Aasifa 'woke but a morn' later, the sunlight rested high, her texterous bod'ce overlain with precipitation, and a bundle of bristling lupine pelt nestled 'to a circular ball in the crook of her barrel, where the band of lupine had opened a wound the deepest, the small czar Kuro - attempting to keep the bloodrush to a low level, keeping th' flicka alive. As 'he hoist'd to 'er peds, the petite xanthippe rose, as the wounds upon her had healed quite enough. Occuli had merely rolled in sockets, as 'he passed amongst the carcass of Kapu, a crimson pond around his now completely chilled carcass. Kapu would have a proper burial, amongst the fiery pits of hell.
Though now, Kuro had returned to 'is harem, and risen amongst the ranks. Rather, the other's had passed from too much bloodshed, 's well as bloodloss. Truly discovered, his bravery came within th' heart of a royal, which he had been. Though, a royal of darkness. Th' small pup that had managed to save th' life of a miniscule flicka, now th' Queen of th' Lands, became a shady, forgotten character in th' worlds Princess Aasifa began thence to call Raad Rakka. However, Aasifa, now with 'er carries the memory of how her lifespan could have nearly been taken, how 'he could have lost 'er virginity to Th' Kapu, how she never noticed the small ball of fur furled by 'er side during the dead o' winter. How now, she was to discover her past, and how the small sikla of bravery had come to develop int' a strapping baron, seductive, charming, and sly. Memories now will connect, and link, create a pathway; that leads t' - Raad Rakka.
Other: We could use lots ore members, and we'll get our banner up soon hopefully! I think it's in the process of getting made...