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Hello, I am Emperor Grus, the true and eldest ruler of Gaia.

I am slowly restoring my army to what it formerly was.

My empire will stretch to every forum and my empire will conquer.

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Rideric

Report | 06/21/2010 1:50 am

Rideric

I hope you learned your lesson. If you bother me again I'll make it so you lose one of those nuts.
Heartless Hatter

Report | 06/18/2010 3:29 am

Heartless Hatter

*suddenly stills as those fangs sink into his neck, breath hitching at the pure shock of the pain. His fingers clench in frustration and... actual rage at having this... this THING biting him. AGAIN. He's not a god damn chew toy! With a low growl that gradually grows into a guttural yell he suddenly pushes up with both of his arms in a surge of adrenaline. However strong Fetch happens to be Hatter's body is refusing to listen to any limitations of his normal strength. Whether out of new-found strength or possible surprise on Fetch's part at the sudden burst of resistance he manages to shove him off and after rolling off to one side scrambles to his feet. Stumbling back with a hand to his torn neck he takes the knife in his hand and throws it at the other, aiming for the blade to lodge itself in flesh and serve as enough of a distraction as he turns tail and runs*

((note: sorry it took so long to reply))
Heartless Hatter

Report | 06/18/2010 2:31 am

Heartless Hatter

*yeah well he doesn't have a pulse so figure that one out. Oh wait you're retarded. Doesn't LET UP in that kicking, if he can't use his hands he is not against kicking out like a spoiled child until he hits something a bit more vital. Sensing the dog's momentary lapse he starts to lean to the right, wrenching his knife-hand away and possibly out of Fetch's grip*
Rideric

Report | 06/18/2010 2:31 am

Rideric

-scrambles up to his feet while the coyote is writhing in pain. He enjoys looking down on you like this... and well... he suddenly spits at the man before he leaves him there with intentions of finding Hatter.-
Rideric

Report | 06/18/2010 2:19 am

Rideric

-Yeah well...is going to just... DIG FINGERS LIKE CLAWS against that crotch in the most painful manner possible. You'll have blue balls yet. for all he is ******** concerned with.-
Rideric

Report | 06/18/2010 2:08 am

Rideric

-His struggles pause, eyes flashing to the annoying happy pair close to him.- ....I am not yours. I am not your lover or anything close to resembling that.... -Fingers of his other hand slowly slide down his own body, trying to reach as far as he can to get to the fold of his boot.-
Heartless Hatter

Report | 06/18/2010 2:07 am

Heartless Hatter

*wait, what? He assumed you were talking about some near-death experience or something like that, not a person- his eyes actually widen from their usual neutral glaring, understandably not liking his current position one bit. An involuntary shiver runs down his spine from the wet feeling before he kicks out, aiming for whatever body part he can plausibly hurt*
NO. *ps: you fail at whispering*
Rideric

Report | 06/18/2010 1:50 am

Rideric

S-SHUT UP! I AM NOT GO AWAY-- I HATE YOU! -STRUGGLES AGAINST AGAIN TRYING TO PRY HIMSELF FROM THE GRASP-
Heartless Hatter

Report | 06/18/2010 1:48 am

Heartless Hatter

*tch... stops, still gripping the knife but otherwise doesn't move. Doesn't feel any pity for you at all.* I said I was going to kill you. Sometimes that involves stabbing. .... and that makes two of us. *assuming you mean death as in dying.*
Rideric

Report | 06/18/2010 1:43 am

Rideric

-Can feel that strange feeling welling up inside the pit of his stomach, making his body burn within his clothes. P-pants against the arm he's using to hide his face against.-

S...s..stop...S-stop it-- y-you-- have to --a--ahhmnnn...!

-The frame squirms a little, back arching.-

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