Medieval Times

[electrafryed_icecream]

I say! When is the joust?

[electrafryed_icecream]

I believe I am the only person occupying this thread...

[Miss Wonderland]

And I believe not My Lady. I am also attending this thread at the moment. ^-^

Makes me very sad that there isn't an Rp going on. =/

[Kraeven]

~Sings~
Excitement abounds. I almost can't wait.
Relax, I don't want your baby, I already ate.
Though I do tend to generally kill...
Kill things that don't fight back.

I see this village. What does it hold?
What shall I butcher them with Fire or Cold?
Running from me sure you'd think... 'He's a pathological bloodthirsty homicidal maniac!'

I'd kill kittens and puppies and bunnies.
I'd maim toddlers and teens and then more.
You see a wife? I see a widow.
But what then? Can't you see? I'd kill four!

I want to incinerate and decapitate.
I want to melt... Want to melt some faces.
Watching the peasants... what do they call it?
Ahh...

Grieve!

I suppose that being undead there's not much to life.
A soul is needed for loving...feeling...
How does this all not make me...what's that word again?

Heave!

You've nowhere to hide. Nowhere to run.
Your village will burn like the heart of the sun!
With infinite glee. It's going to be me.
That slaughters the world!

How could I glare into these eyes... And then not stab them?
How could I stare at their loss... And then not laugh?
I'd cut him in half, then I'd graft, his head back onto his shoulders.
Or after I'd lop it, I'd make a puppet, on top of a staff!

I am a lord that is sometimes bored.
Have some urges and need to fulfill them.
After my mayhem I simply don't...what's the word?

Care!

The stench in the air! The smell of the gore!
The carnage far greater than any war!

My legacy...
Death becomes...me!
I'll slaughter the world.

(Original content: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fcbazH6aE2g )

[Neko_Willow86]

Kraeven

~Sings~
Excitement abounds. I almost can't wait.
Relax, I don't want your baby, I already ate.
Though I do tend to generally kill...
Kill things that don't fight back.

I see this village. What does it hold?
What shall I butcher them with Fire or Cold?
Running from me sure you'd think... 'He's a pathological bloodthirsty homicidal maniac!'

I'd kill kittens and puppies and bunnies.
I'd maim toddlers and teens and then more.
You see a wife? I see a widow.
But what then? Can't you see? I'd kill four!

I want to incinerate and decapitate.
I want to melt... Want to melt some faces.
Watching the peasants... what do they call it?
Ahh...

Grieve!

I suppose that being undead there's not much to life.
A soul is needed for loving...feeling...
How does this all not make me...what's that word again?

Heave!

You've nowhere to hide. Nowhere to run.
Your village will burn like the heart of the sun!
With infinite glee. It's going to be me.
That slaughters the world!

How could I glare into these eyes... And then not stab them?
How could I stare at their loss... And then not laugh?
I'd cut him in half, then I'd graft, his head back onto his shoulders.
Or after I'd lop it, I'd make a puppet, on top of a staff!

I am a lord that is sometimes bored.
Have some urges and need to fulfill them.
After my mayhem I simply don't...what's the word?

Care!

The stench in the air! The smell of the gore!
The carnage far greater than any war!

My legacy...
Death becomes...me!
I'll slaughter the world.

(Original content: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fcbazH6aE2g )

She listens to you sing as she sips on her apple cider

[Miss Wonderland]

Glancing down from the large oak three was a female dressed in archers clothing. She wore the royal crest showing she was from the castle and was indeed a royal archer. Her bow hung loosely off her shoulder as she glanced and listened to the melody on the wings of the wind. Her pale blue eyes turned downwards as her pale features just enjoyed the song for it's worth. She didn't know of the song but it was pleasant enough to listen to that knowing the words really didn't matter to her.She let out a tired sigh, her trip was long and tiresome. She slipped down the branches starling the Dapple Stallion that was waiting for his mistress' return. Relaxing beside him she stroked his main softly in her thin fingers as she listened carefully.

[Mystic of Dark]

chocolate-as-blood

I believe I am the only person occupying this thread...

Sad, that most people left after all the contests ended. I didn't leave permanently, I just do not sign online often.

[Golden Overlord]

.......hey.......

[bahama-babi92]

Ish back. Well, evil and mayhem are we, Sir Kraeven? Tell me, what do you hunger for now?

[Kraeven]

I hunger for a strip of maggoty flesh.

[bahama-babi92]

It’s one of those times again, eh? When you crave human flesh. Aah. The carnivorous side has been revealed. Why not just slink into town and scalp some children then? I’m sure their families wouldn’t mind.

[Vivi91]

Miss Wonderland

Glancing down from the large oak three was a female dressed in archers clothing. She wore the royal crest showing she was from the castle and was indeed a royal archer. Her bow hung loosely off her shoulder as she glanced and listened to the melody on the wings of the wind. Her pale blue eyes turned downwards as her pale features just enjoyed the song for it's worth. She didn't know of the song but it was pleasant enough to listen to that knowing the words really didn't matter to her.She let out a tired sigh, her trip was long and tiresome. She slipped down the branches starling the Dapple Stallion that was waiting for his mistress' return. Relaxing beside him she stroked his main softly in her thin fingers as she listened carefully.

Walking towards the gate, the sword for hire's face is full of optimism. He then notices a young women stroking the main of a strong stallion. "The horse is yours m'lady?"

[Neko_Willow86]

Frowning at the nature of the song Kraeven sang she stands up and walks around for a bit then heads towards the stairs leading to the balcony's

[Great-Pan]

a rather bulky and tall man walks into the castle covered from head to toe in bandages and a deep black cloak he sits in the farthest darkest corner hoping not to attract attention

[Tanith Tainted Hope]

Tanith moved freely down the stone hall ways, making her way back to the ball room of the castle knowing full well most people had already vanished, leaving the castle to those who knew how to go where there is nothing. As she entered the grand and ghostly room she noticed a few human shadows with her keen eyes behind the stone mask, but paid them no mind, listening for the sound of electronics that would destoy her secuary.