Post by Amontillado//Narcissa on Jul 19, 2006 12:58:00 GMT -5
[b]Name:[/b]Amontillado
Breed:Thestral
Color:Black
Age:1258
Gender:stallion
Height:18hh
Alliance:Dark
Past: THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged; this was a point definitely, settled --but the very definitiveness with which it was resolved precluded the idea of risk. I must not only punish but punish with impunity. A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong.
( if it makes no sense to you, you got the point. )
Example Post:
. . .
Encompassed within a rugged hull, evil lies slumbering as a corset rises and falls with shallow breaths, as women and children scream and burn, and a breeze caresses dead locks. Thorns flick as a deep rumble bubbles within the caverns of a large vessel, exhumed slowly as saliva drips from corona stained, sharpened dentals. Lips were recoiled, more wolven than equine as large wings raise toward the heavens before folding down and wrapping about a charred back. The earth trembled as a step was taken forward, cracked hooves marring the surface of he vibrant emeralds as webs of blood mixed drool falls unto the location very near to the seared stones. Chains fell before bloodshot, bloodstained, amber pools; pools that have witnessed millions of years of torture and torment and reflect just that. Thins flared as a snort was forced from stale pipes, a plume of smoke all that came of that motion, and a thin cloud of ash that the sudden gust of air lifted from my maw. . The center of the ooids is stopped with a thick, black barrier, almost reptile as lids sank over the orbs. A screech of impossible measure was blurted out into the deafening silence, winged creatures for heavenly than I fluttering as they dove quickly from an adjacent column. Arrogance concocted with a haughty evil seeped like crimson from my aura, thick and congealed as I moved forward into the dry, sparce lands, scanning for prey, for any other thestrals to be removed, for anything that could be destroyed in good measure. Nothing. “Lame saints, draconian devils, dim witted beings and cowardly pusses!” Words were formed, burning like acid as the vocals were screeched through the trees in Aramaic. Stride hastened suddenly, wings unfolding as a leap was taken, my charred carcass lifted into the skies, to the heavens where I so obviously did not belong. “Plagues! Pfah! That will be nothing! Just wait, imbeciles, just wait.” Lyrics were murmured to myself before weight shifted, bulk leaning as flight swiftly carried my mass above the sweltering lands, the heat rays cast from the sun causing ripples to move in waves over my black mass, hiding my presence and keeping me undetected.[/size]
ooc: Guess who.
Breed:Thestral
Color:Black
Age:1258
Gender:stallion
Height:18hh
Alliance:Dark
Past: THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged; this was a point definitely, settled --but the very definitiveness with which it was resolved precluded the idea of risk. I must not only punish but punish with impunity. A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong.
( if it makes no sense to you, you got the point. )
Example Post:
. . .
Encompassed within a rugged hull, evil lies slumbering as a corset rises and falls with shallow breaths, as women and children scream and burn, and a breeze caresses dead locks. Thorns flick as a deep rumble bubbles within the caverns of a large vessel, exhumed slowly as saliva drips from corona stained, sharpened dentals. Lips were recoiled, more wolven than equine as large wings raise toward the heavens before folding down and wrapping about a charred back. The earth trembled as a step was taken forward, cracked hooves marring the surface of he vibrant emeralds as webs of blood mixed drool falls unto the location very near to the seared stones. Chains fell before bloodshot, bloodstained, amber pools; pools that have witnessed millions of years of torture and torment and reflect just that. Thins flared as a snort was forced from stale pipes, a plume of smoke all that came of that motion, and a thin cloud of ash that the sudden gust of air lifted from my maw. . The center of the ooids is stopped with a thick, black barrier, almost reptile as lids sank over the orbs. A screech of impossible measure was blurted out into the deafening silence, winged creatures for heavenly than I fluttering as they dove quickly from an adjacent column. Arrogance concocted with a haughty evil seeped like crimson from my aura, thick and congealed as I moved forward into the dry, sparce lands, scanning for prey, for any other thestrals to be removed, for anything that could be destroyed in good measure. Nothing. “Lame saints, draconian devils, dim witted beings and cowardly pusses!” Words were formed, burning like acid as the vocals were screeched through the trees in Aramaic. Stride hastened suddenly, wings unfolding as a leap was taken, my charred carcass lifted into the skies, to the heavens where I so obviously did not belong. “Plagues! Pfah! That will be nothing! Just wait, imbeciles, just wait.” Lyrics were murmured to myself before weight shifted, bulk leaning as flight swiftly carried my mass above the sweltering lands, the heat rays cast from the sun causing ripples to move in waves over my black mass, hiding my presence and keeping me undetected.[/size]
ooc: Guess who.
