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 Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 9:58 pm
He smiled as she giggled. The backs of his finger nails slid down her back while he used his finger tips to go up. He eventually ran over where he wing bases were and circled the soft flesh
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:08 pm
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:15 pm
Cold beloved? *He teased her knowing the true answer
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:23 pm
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 17, 2006 10:27 pm
He smiled again as his teasing fingers slowly trailed down her back once more the the edging of her pants that he just followed along for a few inches then went back the other way, doing it all slowly and lazily as he sucked gently on his lover's tongue
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 7:21 pm
Yawgmoth ventured outside skipping the bar entirely. He couldn't stand being cramped into a room at this point in time. The longer he let his mind wonder about that dream the more he grew a deep seething hatred for Slaanesh. He questioned everything now, why did his Crow continue to worship that which stole an unborn child from her? Why? What possible manipulation could such a creature have, that even after killing a mother's child the mother still lie upon her face in worship? Yawgmoth planned to question this in front of her. He wanted answers and he wanted them now. But in mind's turmoil Yawgmoth knew only one clear thing. Anger, steam, hatred had to be blown off. There were only a few ways to do that clearly in the confines of the RDS without utterly annihilating the living quaters of anyone and that was here. Outside in the vast open land. Several times now, it seemed he would step in here and create some sort of scar upon the land. A crater or something from just blowing off his rage and steam. But this time, this time was different. This time he had too. Those other times were just childish tantrums caused when things didn't sit his way but today, today Yawgmoth's anger was clear. Today a new force was boiling within his very being and it wanted out.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 7:44 pm
Moving quietly through the trees beyond the city, Ziven pondered many things. On this day, she woke with a mysterious feeling that she wished to understand. Forgoing her normal daily activities, she decided to wander about all day, which lead her to the forest. Having been in motion for well over an hour, she condered resting. Though nothing seemed like a perticularly inviting place to rest, she noticed that she was nearing the edge of the forest once more. Blue eyes scanned the clearning and were surprised to see a figure standing at one of the far sides. Though there was a great distance between she and the other person, it was clear they had a tail, and but one person had she ever met in her travels that looked like a man but posessed a tail; Yawgmoth. Curiosity burned within her to know why fate had led them both to this place though she knew better than to call out to him. Keeping the distance between them, she paused for a moment, allowing him the chance to scare her off or invite her over.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 7:51 pm
Yawgmoth, for once, was oblivious to all other forms of life except for one. One that was nowhere near this place but the one that his mind focused on. The one he hated right now and as he thought, the show started. First the air around Yawgmoth and soon within the general area around him grew thick, heavy like it was nearly ready to crush your lungs with each breath. The heavy feeling only got worse as the second part took place, Yawgmoth's body began to glow with a light purple coloring that grew darker in tune with the air's growing heavier. His expression shifted from neutral to anger and his fingers clenched down balling his hands into two massive fists. And finally, a massive wind surge blew outward in a sphereical pattern with Yawgmoth as the central vortex. Everything around him gusted with the violent winds. Any being sensitive to mana, energy, or any kind life force would be able to see all of these things growing within Yawgmoth like they often did when he pushed his powers past his normal output. This minor show was just the warm up act for what was really about to happen to the Dark King. Building ontop of this power output was another, far greater and far more violent waiting to be released.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:04 pm
The sight before her was nearly unbelievable. Very few had posessed a power like what she was witnessing now. Though she was so far away, she could have sworn she could sense emotions behind this action. Dismissing the thought, she moved closer to the trees behind her, wishing to remain unseen from this point forward. If whatever he was doing required concentration, she did not want to be the cause of disruption -- not only because she had come to understand that this was a very volitile man, but because she too knew the agony of being disrupted when working with magic.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:13 pm
A slight temor rippled beneath his feet and cascaded outward from where he was standing. The more power be built up the large the shockwaves that surged through the ground until they were so constant and so large that it felt like the earth itself was shaking apart beneath his feet. But Yawgmoth didn't let that stop him. The deep purple aura was almost black now and burning like a huge bonfire in the night whisping in the air around his body. His teeth grit down hard as each muscle on his body expanded testing the bounderies of his skin pushing up against it causing his appearance to almost double in size and mass. Yawgmoth was now putting out somewhere between twenty-five and fifty percent of his total power but in his ungovernable hatred towards Slaanesh, for the crimes he had comitted, for what he had stolen from Yawgmoth, he skipped the last parts of his power. Reaching his arms up into the sky and staring at the clouds a defeaning roaring scream of anger sorrow and vengence cracked the wind. The dark purple, near black aura suddenly changed pigmentation, to a deep set red like his hair only...his hair changed too. Suddenly streaking over and finally become as black as the moonless, starless sky. The iris and pupil of his eyes seemed to vanish leaving him with blank dead white eyes. The sight, however, vanished beneath a huge explosion of red fiery energy that blew outward and up into the sky creating a massive cylinder type sctructure of energy that seemed to reach up into the very heavens as the end of it could not be seen from the ground. The ground below Yawgmoth sunk in cratering under the pressure and force of the energy being exerted.
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Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 8:50 pm
An unbelievable transformation was happening before her eyes. Though the aura of energy made it difficult to see exactly what had happened, it seemed as if the color of Yawgmoth's hair had changed drasticly. Just as the sight of this change met her eyes, she felt the ground beneath her move. Placing one hand on a tree to steady herself, there was nothing that could have prepared her for what he did next. A great roar of sound met her ears - first from his own voice, then from the sound of an energy he released cutting through the air. Steadying herself, she knew not which was better - to run or to remain where she were - so she remained there, observing yet preparing to run for her life if needed.
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2006 10:36 pm
The massive roar decayed over the distance and died out after a few moments the huge collumn of weird light however remained shrouding what had become of Yawgmoth within its viel of red. The ground's quaking only grew more violent as the collumn dented the earth below. Finally, after what seemed like forever the cylindrical shape died down. The sound of trees bending back up after being knocked nearly over from the ravaneous winds was followed by footsteps. Footsteps coming from the giant crater where Yawgmoth had been standing. One large hand grasped the side of the crater's edge and pulled itself up, climbing out of the crater stood Yawgmoth, er..what used to be Yawgmoth. This man had nearly every facial feature to a tea. Only his hair was jet black, his eyes were dead and white like those of the undead and he lacked the same muscle tone, his was actually...smaller. Finally, the last detail for anyone to plainly notice was a missing six foot black tail. Where Yawgmoth's had been this man had nothing. Just a rip in the back of his black pants where Yawgmoth's tail would protrude through.
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2006 10:52 pm
Reeve sat upon the main building and watched the creatures show of power. Though blind, the power was strong enough for him to see inside his mind. "How very interesting..." Reeve said to himself as he tapped his new cane on the roof. Suddenly the power seemed to die though, and all Reeve felt was... dispare perhaps? Something had changed about the creature...
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2006 11:05 pm
Before her now was a rather large crater. The energy that has been cast out by Yawgmoth slowed and finally stopped. Would he be finished with whatever he was doing? What could possibly be the outcome of this display of power. Had he even survived?
A moment of silence passed before she saw movement. Feeling confident that this bizare ritual seemed to be completed, she stepped away from the tree again, hoping to get a better view. She had expected to see Yawgmoth as she had always known him. But before her stood someone who she would think was a stranger, had she not seen with her own eyes the Yawgmoth she knew just a moment before.
Then she rememberd what he had said to her on their first encounter - "we are two, so we must speak for each." She mused to herself, Perhaps this is the other half of the we who are two.
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2006 11:20 pm
The new creature seemed to pause at its surroundings taking in every breath and every sight and sound. Its dead white eyes gazed about in wonder before it locked onto the woman near it, attempting to hide herself behind a tree. It paid her no mind. "This is ascension. I will do what I could not before.." The man spoke,..in singular. He flexed his fingers and seemed to bounce on his feet testing his body so it would seem. Gripping his hands into fists and unclenching them a few times this man decided to test his powers. He turned, his back to the woman he'd noticed before, his right arm extended, one finger pointing towards to the trees in the distance. His body started to glow with a red light, the same red light that the cylinder structure of energy had been. On the tip of his finger formed a small red orb that grew to about the size of a golf ball. It suddenly shot forward launching itself towards the forest in the distance. The being lowered his arm and watched. Watched it disappear into the trees. A small cracking sound like it had split wood echoed, followed next by an ear splitting BOOM as whatever energies contained within the orb errupted into a dazzling display obliterating the forest in a huge mushroom cloud of red. It was like a nuclear explosion had decimated the forest before this creature destroying all life and all things contained with its foliage. "At last..." it said aloud to itself before a huge red wind burned off from it vanishing into the air. The red wind took with it, the white eyes, the black hair and every other feature. It was devolving almost into the Yawgmoth most recognized. Its muscle tone larger, the tail sticking out from the back of his pants, the crimson red eyes and fire red hair all came back. The look upon the returning Yawgmoth's face was that of confusion. "What did we do here?" The plural speak had returned, whatever creature had been there just moments ago was gone. Yawgmoth back in place.
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