((same this is my last post.))
"You spewed it on me Bolo you gave it away I didn't take it" He said in a way that sounded so confident. Shedding his fur and turning back to normal he struggled to stand with the pain in his neck and leg he kept the earth wrapped around his wound and headed toward the rooms. "I'm going to get cleaned and go to sleep Bolo we really have to work on this biting thing." Creft said in a sort of laughing manner. Was he actually making friends in this twisted world?
"Well I've only met him once, and he didn't bite my leg then." Creft answered Hikaru before venturing into a room for the night.
((thanks for the excitement guys!))
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Thu Apr 30, 2009 10:12 am |
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Thu Apr 30, 2009 10:00 am |
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Snarling until Bolo let go of his leg he sighed in relief and looked up to Hikaru. "Sure I know him..." Poking at his leg he grumbled. "Great I can see bone..." Blinking and noticing Bolo swaying creft brought up some of the earth to cover his leg before saying. "No...Bolo...no, no, no!" It was too little too late for Creft was covered in the creatures vomit and was stewing in it.
At this point he was so made that if his body could actually heat up he would be boiling the liquid parts of the vomit. "That...did not just happen..."Closing his eyes he was thankful for the fact he could just shed the fur and wouldn't have to clean this all off. His leg on the other hand was still in a great deal of pain but at least it wasn't infected by the vomit. |
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Thu Apr 30, 2009 9:49 am |
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Tilting his head back he grabbed his leg and shouted rather loud this time letting his leg lay limp. "Bolo let go!" The only reason he knew the creatures name is because it said it a lot. The thing at the forefront of Creft's mind was that he wouldn't be able to fight with his leg so screwed up and it would take a very long time before it would heal even with his Druid magic. Though he was not going to shift back to normal with his leg in Bolo's mouth that would be stupid.
As for Hikaru their fight was over for now unless Hikaru continued, if that was to happen Creft would lose for sure, bur right now his primary concern was Bolo. "Gah! Bolo, Creft is not a flippin crunchy now let go!" |
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Thu Apr 30, 2009 9:37 am |
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Seeing as how Hikaru got back up it further proved his theory that he was not human at all. That would have destroyed a human in one hit, but Hikaru was perfectly fine for the most part. Tilting his head a little as he watched the man he was more than just a bit confused by all these fancy actions, but they did serve their purpose in distracting him.
A sudden feeling of pain came pouring down into Creft's mine once the hit was landed square on his neck. Had he not been in this form that would have been it and he would more than likely be knocked out. Thankfully he was in this form and as he fell with his eyes wavering and his vision blurring for a second he hit the ground pretty hard, but his reaction time was very quick. In any fight one can not bask in the pain they are in or else they will have already lost. Pressing off of the ground he pulled his own hand up to reach up and strike Hikaru in the stomach with a quick jab. This was all stopped though by Bolo taking a large bite into his leg. Coming back down to the ground in crippling pain he groaned. "Gahhhh! What are you doing!?" The next thing that happened was a series of leg shakes and blood flying as Creft tried to swing Bolo off of his leg. |
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Thu Apr 30, 2009 9:16 am |
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He wasn't making much sense, but for some reason Creft sort of liked this mans logic. He said that he only cared for himself but did not want the innocent to suffer. Hikaru was as conflicted as Creft was. It was told to him a long time ago that he could find a friend in battle before he could find a friend in conversation. Now it was time to put that theory to the test. Not to mention he had already thought ahead and figured he could kill people while fighting this guy if they got in the way...by accident.
Flexing his left leg and putting his weight on it he pulled his nails into his claws and went forward with closed fists. Yes as odd as it was he wasn't going to use his claws in this fight. When he moved from his position the ground shattered under his foot and he had an impressive amount of speed pressing that large frame through the air. Right handed though he were he flexed his left arm and drew it under him a little before thrusting it in a hooked formation to land on Hikaru's left side. Though his could have missed if it hit, or whatever it hit would feel the sting of almost ten tons slamming against them. If Hikaru did move out of the way whatever was behind him would have been obliterated. |
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Thu Apr 30, 2009 9:02 am |
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Golden eyes turned to the young bold man named Hikaru. This man was nowhere near as stupid as the one before. Yes he spoke his proclomations but did not insult or proclaim the land as having no worth. "Beast am I." He stated not asking or even bothering to make it sound like a rhetorical question to have a battle of wits.
"Seeds? Seeds!? Do you honestly believe that is all nature is about? Growth and death?" Finally cleaning all the blood from his claw he continued. "Nature is not as fickle as we beings are, it knows what it wants and it wants to give. You not planting seeds means nothing to me. Do you respect the land you take from, or do you take knowing that it will always be there?" His eyes narrowed and his knuckles cracked with a slight twist in his hands. Watching Hikaru he knew that he was not going to be scared, and that he could obviously fight or else he would not have stood up the way he did. "You not planting seeds makes you a person that could possibly get on my nerves. Your answer to my earlier question will either make you a waste of life that will be snuffed out, or a worthy being to live." (3 am flat here lol) |
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Thu Apr 30, 2009 8:50 am |
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Slowly he removed his hat from his head and let it fall to the ground next to him. "I understand now..." It felt like he had been standing there for hours if not days just watching the ground. In reality he was actually speaking with nature, he was that close to it. It was no lie that he thought of nature as his one true love, at least for now he did.
Releasing his blade and letting it fall to the earth he watched as it became consumed by the land which he loved so dearly. Lurching forward he smiled softly and let his arms hang limp while watching the earth below him. His smile started to widen in an unnatural manner as a muzzle began to form. His nose darkened and shrunk considerably before extending along the muzzle. A purple fuzz danced along his body before his muscles began to expand and stretch, his bones clackled into place growing in strength and dexterity. His shirt burst and ripped to shreds falling on the earth, the vines wrapped harder around his now bulky arms, the roses grew almost covering his enlargened hands. Taking hold of his chest and leaning back he literally tore at his skin, blood falling along the ground he fed his love as his flesh fell as well. Underneath it lay his lycan shell. The druid was turning in a very dramatic manner. For some odd reason he was upset or extremely happy about something. Regardless of what it was he tore the flesh he could reach off as the rest fell of. From his lower back just above his but his spine broke out, extending, and sending another spray of blood to the ground before a thin layer of skin danced along it and was covered in the dark purple fur. His hands were now claws, and his feet tore through the boots he once had on. Thankfully his pants expanded, but those red leg warmers broke off and fell onto the earth as well. Now he was just wearing the shards of his shirt, those vines that danced along his arms and over his back, and those oddly enough lose fitting pants. Looming forward he dropped a little and that smile painted itself along his muzzle once more. "Those who can't appreciate your beauty my love will just die." After that was said he was nothing more than just a blip, a purple blur running through the land. Soon enough he found a small building, a building which was known as a Tavern(yep.) A building which he jumped onto from his high alititude and crashed completely through the ceiling with a deep chuckle he quickly looked between all those within the area and lightly placed a large claw on his muzzle letting the yellow rose bounce from his movements. His question was directed to all inside. "Have you all given to the land you take away from." One disgruntled man spoke up and proclaimed he could care not for this earth and thought little of Creft for that matter. Creft had no direct reaction until the man drunk in all his glory stood up and walked up to Creft still telling him how worthless the land was. Creft at that point took hold of the mans face who was standing on his right and crushed it within his claw. Not saying a word or smiling, or anything he lifted the body and slammed it into the ground of the Tavern before tossing it completely out of the building by way of the door. If someone was walking in they would have to avoid a corpse flying toward them. "Feed my love..." Bringing his claw up he licked the blood off and his tail started to sway. "None of you deserve to live....allow me to accommodate you in your journey." He noticed the two he had seen before but said nothing to them, at least for now. ((ooooh!!! Drama!!! finally!. >.>;; )) |
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Thu Apr 30, 2009 7:58 am |
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There he was again: walking nowhere for no reason. The wind was harsh to him for this reality as it sank in. It caused his long hair to slap across his face like tiny whips lashing at his skin to punish him for some undone deed or a deed done that should not have been. This was no life for him, and this sure as heck was no life for a druid of his caliber. Yet he found himself living this life, and it puzzled him more than it upset him.
What was he to do at this point? Was he honestly just going to drift around for the rest of his life until a purpose was given to him or a purpose was found by him? Then again he also contemplated what gives any man purpose. Should they not be able to live life without having a designated goal? True it can be done, but it is nowhere near fulfilling. Creft stopped when he reached a ledge that looked over a barren land. A land untamed by beings that he knew other than the worms, insects and other natural creatures that scurried below. A desert that most would not even be able to live in. As he gazed upon this land he took hold of his weapon and placed it in it's proper order to use before letting the bottom of the shaft touch the ground, holding it in his right hand so the blade was facing up. "I will protect you...I promise" A promise given to the land that he loved ever so much. Now he had no respect-a land meaning all lands were sacred to him, but there was nothing he could do about what was happening here until he found the source. What exactly was the source, and was this his purpose? |
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Tue Apr 28, 2009 6:45 am |
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Those golden eyes narrowed while he put his hands as deep in his pockets as he could. Leaning forward a bit he did not sigh or groan simply thought to himself " Am I to wonder this land a drifter until a purpose is found for me? Feh! worse things could happen" Finishing that thought with a smile he continued to walk letting the dust of gaia spread about his feet from the dirt that was kicked up. This place was pointless...this place was very pointless.
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| Eyes of the Demon [Semi-Lit/Medieval Fantasy] NEED PEOPLE Go to post | 5027 | Barton Town |
Tue Apr 28, 2009 6:33 am |
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The laughter did last but not as long as Creft would have liked. Although he was enjoying himself his eyes grew wide and his chest tensed up having his muscles extend and contract rather fast appearing to be popping out of his shirt and then relaxing back in place. It wasn't a painful experience, but it was one to let him know it was probably about time for him to take his leave of these people if he did not wish to have a conflict.
Next his left arm began to twitch and convulse about, which he reacted to by grabbing it with his right hand and setting it down at his side with a smile it all returned to normal. "You two are the least of my worries it seems." Turning from them the stoic man began his walk away from the pair. "Respect the earth though or I will return." It was not a threat at all it was even said in a very lethargic manner. Yet at the same time it was pretty obvious what he meant by it. There was no real need for him to stay around them besides he saw nothing good coming out of staying with people who apparently pride themselves on committing heinous acts. Yes it could have been fun, but that was something he did not wish to find out. |
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