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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 11:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 12:49 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 3:48 pm
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*-_Valeraven_-*
~Thief/Escape Artist/Rebellious Slave~
Raven smiled as soon as she saw the vast forest thinking that she might have actually done it, escaped the clenches of the stupid clown who was her master. It seemed too easy almost, something didn’t feel right. Movement from behind her tipped her off that she had a pursuer on her tail, but even before she could turn to regard the threat she was abruptly stopped in her tracks. Slamming into the ground face first, Raven groaned in pain trying to figure out what the hell had happened. Did she trip on something; no…she would have felt it. It was more like a strong force suddenly pulled her to the ground. Her hands hurt from trying to brace herself and her white fur was already dirty, well there goes the effort to get clean. Raven tried to get up, wincing away the pain and looked up only to see a malicious smirk on Korim’s face. She growled at him, well…until he called her a p***y and the force pounded her to the ground again forcing the air out of her lungs.
“Don’t call me that,” she growls trying to recover her breath still confused on how he was doing this to her. Raven didn't like being called a p***y, it was annoying and dirty. I was something she would call Korim for hiding behind his stupid beads, she wanted to strangle him to death. Korim was upon her in moments and grabbed her roughly by the scruff make her hiss turn into a yelp. There was little she could do to protest as he stripped her of her clothes, but more importantly her tools. A thief was no good without her tools, and now the only thing in her possession was a single pair of lock picks. Being naked was something she could deal with, mainly because her fur kept her warm and hides her more private areas. Being without what she needed to break free however was going to drive her insane. Especially now that Korim bound her hands and tail, making it that even if she wanted to use what she still had, she couldn’t for they were out of reach. “Damn you,” Raven hisses in reply to his smile, before feeling heavy forces thrust her back to the ground. The pressure increasing first on her lungs and than her chest as she felt like her heart was being squeezed. Damn Korim and his childish magic…what coward hides behind stupid trick like this. Raven thought with tear filled eyes as she coughed struggling to catch her breath. Her whole body cried in pain and her breath once she caught it was laboring gasps as she glares at Korim.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 4:45 pm
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Nanaja Kagero
♦The Inferno Warrior♦
Following the twisted clown and the tigress, the dragoness cannot help but feel as though something is going to go horribly wrong here. Call it a hunch if you will, but there's really not much Nanaja can do or say in this matter. She can at least be somewhat thankful for allowing some form of privacy for her at the showers. Granted, Korim didn't have to go overboard and kill every living thing that tried to sneak a peek into the showers, as he could have just talked them out of it, but the fact that he killed everything, just makes her want to end his own life. Sure, the dragoness may not be a big fan of circus', carnivals, or clowns for that matter, but she doesn't believe that they all should be killed. That's just unorthodox, and insane. Hearing Korim say something about going right up Raven's as, the dragoness stares at the b*****d of a clown with a confused expression, as she finds such words to be foul. This guy doesn't let up, does he? Watching him make a u-turn back towards his own tent, she sighs and shakes her head, finding this to be stupid as hell. Hearing the order to go back to the tent, the dragoness can at least comply with that order. She wants to lay down, as she hasn't gotten much rest since she got here. Especially after her being raped by Korim's unearthly powers, she needs rest. Of course, Raven doesn't feel the same way...
Watching the tigress take off in the direction of the nearby forests, Nanaja gets the feeling that this is what she felt. She just knew something terrible was going to happen, and this is it right here. Raven is going to make a run for it and Korim is going to be extremely pissed off. Keeping her tail wrapped around her waist as she watches the tigress take off with great speed, she directs her attention to Korim as he orders her to go back to the tent, and basically saying there will be dire consequences if she doesn't. After watching Korim take off in the general direction of the tigress, the dragoness is stuck at a crossroad here. Should she take the path where she follows the two, to hopefully calm Korim down so that he does not kill Raven, or should she listen to the demented clown and go back to the tent, where she can actually get some rest? Thinking about it for the moment, the dragoness is not Korim's plaything, and therefore she refuses to listen to a single word that freak has to say. Raven may be a b***h, even to her when she has done nothing wrong, she refuses to see that tigress suffer through anymore pain, or worse for that matter. Snarling slightly as her lips draw back, she takes off into a sprint towards the direction, only to be stopped by a few clowns standing in her way near the edge of the carnival grounds. Digging her clawed feet into the ground as she stares at the clowns, she notices an evil intent gleaming within their eyes, smirking widely towards her. And here she thought the clowns were sad, pathetic little creatures. Four of them standing in front of her, her sensitive hearing picks up the sound of other footsteps behind her. Glancing over her shoulder, she notices a few more walk up behind her, the same intent gleaming within their eyes. She growls lowly as she tries to ignite the flames within her hands, but only to have nothing happen. "Huh...?" she asks herself, looking down at her hands. Nothing is happening... why? Perhaps she still needs time to rest? This could be a good possibility. As the clowns begin to advance on her, she pouts slightly as she gets a very bad feeling about this. Panicking, she looks down to her right to see a dead end, but to her left is a small passageway in between some tents that she could take. Without even thinking twice, the dragoness runs down the left passageway in between the tents, the giggles and chuckles of the clowns clear within her ears...
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Avilion Einhorn Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 8:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 11:58 pm
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Nanaja Kagero
♦The Inferno Warrior♦
Trying to elude the maniacally laughing clowns, which just seem to be getting closer and closer, no matter how far she runs within this damn carnival, Nanaja cannot seem to get away from them. She feels as though she is stuck within some kind of horror book that is being read out loud to a group, or is being read by someone who is into this kind of stuff. Her breathing starting to get heavy as she is now in a panicking state, the dragoness turns every corner, trying to avoid the insane laughing and the lurking clowns. It's not working, as it just keeps getting closer and closer. Sprinting down to the side path that came within her view, she unfortunately takes a wrong turn and ends up within a small passageway in between two tents, which only leads to a dead end. "No! Let me go you damn freaks!" she exclaims, trying to struggle free with no avail. Being pulled back down to the ground, her wings stretched out as the clowns grab a hold of each limb and appendage, ripping off her undergarments and tossing them aside. She continues to struggle, wishing that she was able to use her magic now, but she still feels too weak and needs the proper amount of rest to do so. Letting out a scream, only to have it muffled as one of the disgusting clowns covers her mouth with their hand, as their fun now begins...
After the clowns have had their fill of fun and pleasure upon the dragoness's body, she lays there upon the ground, naked once again in this dreadful place, as Nanaja is practically unconscious now. Her body has gone through too much for her to stay awake any longer, and her energy reserves have been completely drained and depleted. The dragoness can only question as to why this is happening to her. What did she do in her life to deserve this kind of fate? She has done nothing wrong in her life to deserve this, so why are the Gods tormenting her? Is it because she did not do a good enough job of taking care of her family whenever she got the chance to? Is it because she was practicing magic and swordsmanship on her free time? A sign here would be greatly appreciated, but of course, she believes she will not be receiving any sort of sign. Laying down on the ground on her side, her wings unfolded and sprawled out on the ground behind her, she faces the dead end wall in her unconscious state, the dragoness barely breathing. She has been become nothing more than a plaything to these clowns. The only thing they are using her for is pleasure, nothing more. With the screams of the clowns not even affecting her, along with their bloody demises, she continues to lay there, just floating in nothing but darkness as she tries to pray for her life to get better. Somehow, she know it won't get better, it will only get worse...
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Avilion Einhorn Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2010 9:06 am
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