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Count down, Shadow Of Destruction: Demonica Vs Natsu
Thu Jan 24, 2013 12:49 am
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It was a dark morning in Yellowstone deep in the frigid snowy recesses, no animals stirred bears hibernated. Humans where still in the grip of slumber, the world was oblivious and carefree, ignorant of the monster which had come in their midst. The women was small, petite and very becoming in most cultures, although obscured in a travelers cloak, her blood red spikey hair accenting that cloak of hers which billowed into the breeze. This was a being which exuded a ominous sense of dread, despite the fact no spiritual pressure nor power was visibly felt. In many ways the night was as suffocating as the feeling of dread this woman brought with her. She was smiling wistful at best.
Why was she here? What was her purpose? Those perhaps where questions that even she was wondering herself. Questions that really don't matter in the grand plan. It was for that reason, this woman had been looking forward her hair blazing red, and her cloak as I said was obscuring her immediate determinable features. What was noticeable was two very peculiar protruding things from the depths of the cloak. One of which was a tail, a chainsaw like tail you could say which looked like something straight from hells workshop. The other was horns, which perhaps could be more fittingly categorized as Band-saws. These both whirred with a odd, more like foreboding essence to them, as if they just had not even scratched the very surface.
The woman, was known as demonica, and she was a knight of the 6th circle. Here for no obvious reason, but still drawn to this place for reasons she had yet perhaps, fully grasped. For better or worse though, she was here now, even as she looked out over the rocky jagged rugged terrain which popped up from the earth. It was cold, up so high in the sky, cold and pretty much, it was interesting to say the least. For what ever the reason, demonica found herself smiling amidst the biting winds, for what ever reason? She seemed to be having a pretty good time all in all. Odd, that she would find in the night, some vague interest , fate worked to say the very least. In odd ways.
Very odd ways indeed.
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It was a dark morning in Yellowstone deep in the frigid snowy recesses, no animals stirred bears hibernated. Humans where still in the grip of slumber, the world was oblivious and carefree, ignorant of the monster which had come in their midst. The women was small, petite and very becoming in most cultures, although obscured in a travelers cloak, her blood red spikey hair accenting that cloak of hers which billowed into the breeze. This was a being which exuded a ominous sense of dread, despite the fact no spiritual pressure nor power was visibly felt. In many ways the night was as suffocating as the feeling of dread this woman brought with her. She was smiling wistful at best.
Why was she here? What was her purpose? Those perhaps where questions that even she was wondering herself. Questions that really don't matter in the grand plan. It was for that reason, this woman had been looking forward her hair blazing red, and her cloak as I said was obscuring her immediate determinable features. What was noticeable was two very peculiar protruding things from the depths of the cloak. One of which was a tail, a chainsaw like tail you could say which looked like something straight from hells workshop. The other was horns, which perhaps could be more fittingly categorized as Band-saws. These both whirred with a odd, more like foreboding essence to them, as if they just had not even scratched the very surface.
The woman, was known as demonica, and she was a knight of the 6th circle. Here for no obvious reason, but still drawn to this place for reasons she had yet perhaps, fully grasped. For better or worse though, she was here now, even as she looked out over the rocky jagged rugged terrain which popped up from the earth. It was cold, up so high in the sky, cold and pretty much, it was interesting to say the least. For what ever the reason, demonica found herself smiling amidst the biting winds, for what ever reason? She seemed to be having a pretty good time all in all. Odd, that she would find in the night, some vague interest , fate worked to say the very least. In odd ways.
Very odd ways indeed.
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Re: Count down, Shadow Of Destruction: Demonica Vs Natsu
Sun Oct 04, 2015 3:44 pm
✖| Clean Up Time!! |✚
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It's been 2014 or even before that!
There for I will be locking this thread, feel free to revisit this and keep on reading!
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