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 Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 3:52 am
 "I'm Henry the eighth I am~ Henry the eighth I am, I am! I got married to the widow next door, she's been married seven times befooooooore~" Pestilence threw her head back as she belted out the song, her voice actualy pretty good. Not as sweet sounding as her mother's singing voice, but she certainly could hold a tune. Unlike her father.
The young female skipped along the ground, weaving between the trees, dark tiped tails (and the odd silver one out) swished back and forth, almost in a devious like motion. As the song neared its end, she began to hum, bobing her head from side to side. Was she in a good mood? Eh, probably not. Happy was not a common emotion felt inside the little female. She did have Nobody blood in her, even if it wasn't much it had affected her emotions in an interesting way. Anger, anger and more anger.
It wasn't that she couldn't feel any other emotions. Oh no, she could...probably. She had felt some other emotions before, but it was few and far between. There were emotions out there she'd never felt before, some emotions she didn't even know about. She didn't quite care though. Living life easily angered didn't bother her. No, actually it helped with the whole APOCALYPSE NOW thing she had going on. Seemed like it worked out quite well for her.
"Like a city of angelsss~ I'm walking towards the light!" she cackled, hopping up onto a rock, wiggling her rump before leaping up to another rock. Climbing up a little cliff. As she reached the top she tugged at her blue mask, making sure it was perfectly straight on her face. Her mask was something she prized more then even her arm socks. Yes, she did love her arm socks though, but her mask. Now that hid who she was from the world. They wouldn't know that she was Pestilence one of the Horsemen of the Apocalypse when she was wearing her mask. Well, unless she told them.
Floping down upon the top of the cliff, she let out a sigh, pulling a little orb looking gizmo from out her sleeve. "I need an alias. Dada has one, so I need to have one too. -But what?" She pressed hard on the little item, and in a flash she had vanished, reapearing at the bottom of the cliff. What exactly had been the point of that? Who knew. Pressing it again she poofed back up to the top of the cliff. "Man. Uncle Jack is goooood. This tely-thing works great!" And to think, she had helped make the teleporter gizmo in question.
With a grin, Pestilence shoved it back into her sleeve, letting out a yawn. "Maybe something to do with my genius? Or something, to do with weapon making." she paused for a moment, tapping her chin. And then it hit her. Hit her like a train. "GIZMO!" she exclaimed. She liked the sound of that. Sounded genius like AND had some of that mechanical doohicky gun making stuff in it. Yeah, that would be her name when she was trying to hide that she was a Horseman.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 12:19 pm
 Gold orb's watched 'Gizmo' sully about. Large almost reptilian head cantered to the left in curiosity. He'd only ever seen a few kits, but he was begining to notice, none acted like the last he met. This one, could easily take the cake for oddest youngster viewed by a dragon. Menkaura, flicked a large tail, no longer worrying about being hidden. Old habits die hard as the saying was.
Menkaura's head, gave a very slight twitch, the only indication of the raging battle behind the deep purple velvet curtain. Oh how his mind raged. Primal urgses needed to surface. Behind Golden eyes, peace and war fought it out, over control of the powerful body. But to the current resident occupying the body, it was naught more then a headache.
"Is it wise for a little one like yourself, to be out un-accompanied by an adult?" The dragon finally asks at length, head cantered to the right this time, in amusement. He lied stretched out, his tails lying besid him, the feathered tips tapping by his raised head. Front paws crossed regally.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 3:03 pm
The female didn't notice the other, until they had spoken. She had been too busy, playing around with her little teleporter figuring out how she could use the device to her advantage for the coming Apocalypse. There were so many ways, so many possibilities. Teleportation would certainly come in handy, it was shame that she didn't actualy had the power. But she didn't mind using the little device so long as it helped the cause.
Pestilence frowned, hidden eyes shifting towards the large purple male. He looked like a big wingless dragon, like from those stories, just fuzzy looking. "I don't NEED to be accompanied." she huffed, her brows furrowing as she glared at him. Why? Did she look so small and weak that she needed to have someone follow her around? Yes, she was still tiny, not yet full grown, but that certainly didn't mean that she needed someone to protect her. Someone to watch her.
HOW DARE HE!
"You listen here!" she growled, her dark tiped ears pinning back. "I can take care of myself! And I'm a genius! So being out by myself is perfectly smart! You have NO CLUE WHAT you're talking about! --And who's side are you on?!" She seemed to be a bit agitated.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:49 pm
He tilted his head to the side, watching her go through the emotions of fury and anger and, did he detect a hint of impatience? A genius she says? How interesting. He wasnt about to believe her 100%, but child prodigey's were out there. "A genius would know an impartial party when they saw it. I am on no side, but my own" He said with a light huff, his great head shaking from side to side.
Part of him, was becoming amused with this little firecracker of a kit. Part of him...was losing the battle.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 12:02 am
In actuality Pestilence was not a genius (though she was becoming impressivly tech smart), she simply claimed to be one. That however did not mean she was not smart. Oh no, she was quite intelligent, though her actions did not always show it. Perhaps with a bit of time she'd be good enough to give a true genius a run for their money, but at the current time..Well she'd probably just blow them up to win some kind of genius competition.
"You're oviously no genius." the female huffed, stomping her feet in a tiny tantrum. "If you were one, you'd clearly have left me alone, or at least kept your GARGANTUAN trap shut." Her lip curled, as she took a step back. Dark tiped tails flicked up, as her ears remained pined back in a rather peeved look.
Masked eyes squinted, the action showing through. "And you prove it again. You're no genius, so you shouldn't be acting like you know anything. -If you're not on anyside then you're clearly IN MY WAY." Her tiny teeth were bared, nose winkled in anger.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 8:36 pm
Menkaura tilted his head again, something that was becoming a sort of habit with him. His own eyes narrowed, in an annoyed manner. His glare held an ancient threat however, and a growing danger. "I Never said i was a genius, it would be wise not to place words in anothers mouth. Especially when you're alone." He growled, lengthy tails flicking back and forth now.
It was getting harder and harder, to keep himself in control. This little female, knew the buttons to press. Gargantuan? that just wasnt playing nice. And if she, wasnt playing nice...why should he?
NO! she was only a child. Please. He begged himself. He begged the nagging part of his mind.
His claws dug into the rock, with such determination, the rock gave way like lose soil. His head snapped to the side. A grin spread over his maw, baring razer sharp teeth. His gold eyes, changed. They were more intense, more primal. All trace of humanity and caring, was gone. A deep chuckle, came from the dragon, as he turned his head to face Pestilence. Even his voice was different. It was cold, heartless. Dangerous. "I, am in..YOUR way?" He asked with an amused grin on his face. He pulled himself up, to stand at his full height, which was way above Pestilence. "From my point of view, it is you, little morsel, who is in my way"
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 9:52 pm
She was angry, it was easy to see and at the dragon's growl her anger only seemed to grow. But what happened next she had not been expecting. What happened next was enough to snap her mind out of anger, and leave her in a somewhat shocked emotionless state. Just for a moment. Five seconds at the most. The young female wasn't really one to let herself get talked down to.
If only she had known about the battle going on within the male's head. Maybe then she'd have been genius enough to remember Dragoon's words, and leave things be. Until she knew enough to take her new enemy down anyways.
But that was Pestilence. Mad at every little thing.
Brows lowered, not in anger, but confusion. Her masked grey eyes staring as his claws dug into the earth, his head soon snapping to the side. He certainly liked to toss his head from side to side, didn't he? He seemed different. Very different, and then came the chuckle. "Are you one of those schizoffinics?" she had only really heard the word a few times. Perhaps had she heard it more she'd have been able to pronouce it.
"And YES! You're in MY way! -And do I LOOK like food to you?! MORON!" her anger was quick to return. He was nothing compared to her. Just some fool who thought he stood a chance. Oh how wrong she'd find that thought to be.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:00 pm
Aurathaniel's head tilted. In a slower way then Menkaura's had when he had possession of the body. His grin spread, a grin that reached both ears it seemed.
"What i am....is of no importance to you" His eerie chuckle erupted again, seeming to come from the tips of his tails, and the bottom of his soul-less pit.
His eyes sized up Pestilence. Another grin as his forked tongue lashed out briefly. "And to answer your question....Yes, you do look like food, so i would watch what i say, little morsel" He took a step forword, claws out, and tapping on the rocky surface. His tails swished, braiding and unbraiding, flicking violently at times. Seeming to have a mind of their own. "I would watch what i say, to one who sees you as food" he growled. Eyes flashing wild and untamed.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:40 am
Pestilence arched her back, gritting her teeth. "It is if you become a problem for me. And you're a PROBLEM for me." the young female almost hissed the words, as she snarled, taking a step back from the large male. That chuckle of his, well she almost envied it so powerful, soul-less.
She frowned at the thought. She shouldn't be thinking such things. He was on the list. He was against her bringing of the Apocalypse. He was the enemy, on the other side. And as such, he must be removed.
"I look like FOOD?!" the female screamed, lifting a paw before stomping it back down on the ground. Her cheeks puffed up, as she glared at the purple freak. "I don't need to watch what I say. I think it's you that needs to watch what you say!" Her eyes shifted down to his claws. Nose wrinkled. "There a problem, Ugly?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 9:27 pm
The purple dragon continued his advence on Pestilence, his jaws snapping every so often. He was hearing less and less of what the little kit was saying "The only problem i see" He growled as he advanced. "can be easily removed" He stopped, still a ways away from the female, but close enough that he could easily leap onto her.
At this point, he cared little for her words, altho, part of him was intruiged, barely a little, but enough to stop his progress. "Interesssting. One ssso sssmall, has the courage to face one, clearly so much larger, and dare throw insults of intelligence and appearance. Bravery, and sssstupidity. Itssss a fine line." He tilted his head again, "Which ssssside to you ssstand on?" He asked, once more resuming a sitting possition.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 12:21 am
The male before her looked nothing more then a slobbering dog. Someone just trying to act tough. She watched his jaws snap now and then, her gaze not leaving his maw. Did he honestly think he was scary? He was clearly delusional. Maybe if it wasn't so hard to feel, she'd pity him. The fool.
"Oh you to?" she uttered canting her head to the left. He was wrong to think that she'd be easy to be rid of. He was challenging the wrong kit. She would be the hardest thing to be rid of he'd ever meet, she'd be sure of it. And as things were, it was he would be the one easy to be rid of. She would just blow him away like a little speck of dust on the carpet. Size, age, nothing like that mattered. She wouldn't loose. She'd never, because just the thought was laughable. It was impossible. Geniuses didn't loose. Horsemen didn't loose. Therefore she didn't loose.
"Oviously I'm on the smart side! I'm a genius remember?! Someone has goldfish memory." being bratty she stuck her tongue out at him. She wasn't stupid, no. Insane, maybe. "There really isn't anything to be afraid of Ugly. The worse you could do, you've already done. I'll never be able to get thay ugly mug of yours out of my head." tails swished, tiny claws digging into the earth.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 2:17 am
Aurathaniel, wasnt exactly known for his, patience. Or tolerance. Manners. Kindness. And a list of other qualities. Unfortunately, Aurathaniel payed attention even when Menkaura held the reign's of the body, so he knew this kit could zap from place to place. He didnt know the restrictions, if any, or how it was done. He just knew it could be done. And that was enough for him. He was primal, not an idiot.
Because of his knowledge, he struck fast. A single tail lashed out, he didnt wrap it around the kit, no, that was not his intention. Instead, his tail lashed out, and slapped Pestilence across the face with its tip. He was toying with her. Seeing how far she would go. Would she retaliate, even though size and strength were against her, or would she zap off and cry to her parents. "Letsssss see what you got" he said with a spreading grin, the hollowness back in his voice. Morbid curiosity had worn off, now it was sizing up his foe. He'd learned centuries ago, dont take everything at face-value. Small can be just as lethal as large. Altho he guessed experiance was not on her side. Genetics were one thing, experiance was a whole other playing field, and Aurathaniel, had that on his side.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 2:54 am
Pestilence would be smart to have kept the teleporter close, where she could have pressed it at any time. It certainly would be of use to her rather soon. However having it shoved in a sleeve which also housed army men and fire crackers (really how does she fit all that in there?) made it rather hard for her to just smack her arm and hit it. She'd actually have to keep it out, in her paw, which of course she wasn't currently doing.
The thought probably wouldn't even cross her mind.
She hadn't seen it coming. She hadn't really fought anyone. One or two little matches with daddy didn't really amount to much when she spent most of her time and concentration on weapon making. And it certainly wasn't as if she'd ever been attacked before. No one had ever been that stupid.
Her eyes shut, as his tail hit her face, causing the rather light weight kit to stumble. "YOU!" she bellowed, her lips curling. He hit her! He HIT HER!
With tiny fangs glistening in the light she lept forward at his neck. That was a good kill shot wasn't it?
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 3:12 am
Aurathaniel, expected the attack no doubt. She'd already proven to be stubborn and defensive. Plus easily angered. And all that, equaled fun for the sadistic dragon. Normally the dragon was nice and generous, but currently he was tuned into sadistic and psychopathic. With a little good ole homicidal mania thrown in for good measure.
He watched her movements, and with surprising grace and speed, coiled out of the way. Being long and snakey had its benifits. His maw parted in an ugly, evil grin. A grin that just screamed "oh i'm loving this". Kindof like the Mc.Donalds commercial "i'm lovin it" only more twisted and evil. Unless you see Mc.Donalds as evil and twisted (a recent poll discovered more people then you'd think see Mc.Donalds as evil and twisted. I'm not just makin this stuffup), and in that case, the grin is exactly like that.
One of his tails darted up, and coiled around the female, brining her down onto his other two tails. He didnt aim to knock her out, where would the fun be in that? No No, he wanted this to last. His tail curled around her tightly, but not too tight, she needed air after all. "Yes, I hit you. As i'm sure no one has ever done, surprisingly enough. Now what do you intend to do about it pipsqueak?" He sneered down at her, eyes glinting int he same light that shone off her fangs, not too long ago. "Try and wound me with words? Words do NOTHING little female" He growled, upper lip twitching.
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 12:00 pm
Easily angered was putting it lightly. Just about anything could anger the little female. There was no doubt that even a leaf falling from a tree and onto her nose could get the kit angry enough to blow up the tree. Anger management was certainly looking like a good idea. A very, very good idea.
A scowl was upon her maw as the male swiftly danced out of the way, or whatever you would call that kind of movement. What a weird way to move. She hadn't even landed when one of his tails lashed out at her, coiling around her small body, pulling her down with a THUD. Pestilence winced, shutting an eye, as she looked up at the male. "Surprisingly enough?! SUR-" she screamed, before his grip tightened causing her to choke. Coughing, her breathing returned to normal (well as normal as it could be when she was freaking out angry, which was pretty speed up).
"Let me go! LET ME GO!" she growled, trying to wriggle free, which did not seem to be getting her anywhere. "Insult my size all you want! Sooner or later I'm going to be just as big as you! And you'll be sorry. Well if I don't kill you now that is. --What do you MEAN words do nothing?! Words can be very demeaning! -Or are you too stupid to realize that? In which case I guess they do nothing to YOU!" Her dark tiped tails flailed about wildly behind her as she wiggled her paws, trying to scratch the male.
"When I get free I'm going to rip off your stupid little tails! Why do you even have them? HUH? Your backend is almost as ugly as your front! -Shouldn't you NOT be allowed out?! -The poor children that have to see you! And ME! To have gotten so close! I'm going to have nightmares, I just know it. --So after I pull off your tails I'm going to tear out your teeth! I'm sure you'd look better without them. And while we're at it, I might as well do something with your hair! -Of course maybe you're uglyness is beyond help. It probably is. --I'll just blow you up then. -You, your teeth, your tails! Everywhere you've walked -because who knows what kind of stupid you've spread- just BOOM!" She certainly seemed to monologue a lot, even when in trouble. With all that said, she lifted her head as high as she could, bringing down her little fangs upon Aurathaniel's tail that was wraped around her.
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