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 Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 2:31 am
 A log where Illium, the Raptor Beta, will keep his notes and such. -- Charges --Lucius -- ColdHearted b*****d Akilina -- Haven't met him yet Trevor -- Haven't met him yet. Though I've come to feel that he's only a third Raptor. He's got a lot of leaders to look to. *smirks* -- Anthros He's Met --Lucius -- ColdHearted b*****d....positively loveable. Carah -- My drinking buddy. Mine. Not yours. Mine. Radun -- I luff his feathers. >< Perty. *stabs him* Dun like him though. twisted Bianro -- *nothing to say yet* biggrin irectory:Log 01 -- My first journal log Welcome To Anthropomorphs -- Got a lovely welcome from a wolf named Carah. (Dracier) Party Time -- After properly introducing ourselves, we headed on down to the Night Demon! ??? -- Radun and Illium head to the shop after a fight and run into two anthros, Cerlyn and Bianro. (Tao Orii)
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 2:35 am
Log 01 -- July 30
Well, my first day in new territory. Seems nice enough. The day I arrived I came across an interesting fellow. Under my juristriction of course, cold hearted and silent. Lovely guy. Lives in the same household as I, Lucius was his name I believe. Anyways. I decided to drop by the shop and check it out. Sky, the owner of the estate I decided to live on, already mentioned that there aren't too many of us here yet. Only a few.....possibly 3-4 she said. Oh well.
At the shop I met a wolf....seemed interesting also. And in fact...he was! We share a few things in common, blood lust, and drinking. We headed on down to the Night Demon after righting ourselves and introducing ourselves too. This guy kicks a**!
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 2:38 am
Welcome To Anthropomorphs Illium strolls into the shop, his claws clicking on the ground slightly as he peers about. He was new in town and to his rein over the raptors. He'd worked hard to this position and would rather be alpha, though he was satisfied with beta. After all, the alpha was seriously a hard guy to fight with. Even with his lovely blades and claws, he would surely be killed.
Carah threw open the door to the shop, he was in a foul mood and lord pray for anyone that got in his way. The boys leather jacket was on this time unlike the last. A white wife beater adorned him to avoid direct contact of the leather to his back.
The raptor turns around, raising an eyebrow at the creature that stormed into the shop a short while after he himself had entered. He shuffles his wings, lazily twirling his weapon between his hands.
Carah looked over in time to see the raptor look at him "what the fu$k do you want" he snapped pulling a ciggerette from his pocket.
Illium smirks, flipping the weapon around to his back, clicking it into place in a specially designed holster that hung between his wings. "I want to rule the world. But that'll never happen. I'm about as high as I can get in ruling." he snickers as he flicks his wings, his yellow eye and purple eye looking the wolf over curiously.
Carah snorted as he gently lit his ciggerette breathing in deeply the smoke from the end, one of his favorite things to do, smoke drink and... well, unless you knew Carah you didnt know about the other things he liked. The wolf looked over seeing the one angel and one demon wing on the raptor, he knew he was either alpha or beta, and by what he said an they ws he said it he assumed beta "to much s**t to deal with" he said his ciggaretted balanced between his lips as he spoke "if your ruling something that is" he said taking the f** between his fingers.
He shrugs his wings, "Who cares? So long as I get to kill things without people after my head and tell people what to do. I'm fine with that. Anyways, my race are natural killers at heart. Even if they were sweet and caring, the longing for blood is still there." he snickers, brushing his purple bangs out of his eyes, revealing the yellow eye perfectly now.
Carah raised an eyebrow at the raptor "a lust for blood eh" he said remembering things, he tasted the mettalic taste of blood in his mouth at the rememberence.
Illium nods once, "Yes. I, for one, let that lust take over." he smirks evily, tail swaying side to side, "It's positively lovely when I slice them up to little pieces, blood gets everywhere." he closes his eyes, shuddering slightly. He seriously did love the feel of blood and the feel of his trusty blades slicing through bodies. To most, it was sickening and thought he should be locked up. To very few, it was odd and they kept thier distance. But the rare being, agreed with him and they became friends, that is until he used them later or they bored him.
Carah thought back to the bloodstained wepon the raptor carried "you have that blood lust, I ave a weaker version of it, mine is not nearly as strong nor as controling as yours, though I love blood all the same" he said as he soaked more of the smoke into his lungs.
"You think my blood lust controls me?" the Beta lets out a laugh, "I control it. Nothing controls me. Some have tried, but failed and died at my blade."
Carah shrugged "fine, if you say it isnt controlling, i'll belive you, I don't know you after all" he said calmly.
He smirks, tail swaying still as he shuffles his wings, "Good idea." he chuckles softly, pulling the weapon out of it's holding and starts twirling it about lazily, eyes halfclosed as he spins the double sided weapon about, never dropping it or hitting anything.
Carah let out a small growl "stop acting all high any mighty, i'm not one of your drooling raptor followers" he said his bad mood returning as the nicotene high faded.
Illium looks over at him, a single eyebrow raised, "Acting? I don't act. I have far more superiority than you do, and my 'followers' are a mere 2. One doesn't care much for life and the other I have yet to meet." he chuckles, stopping the spinning and hefting the weapon to point the wicked end towards Carah, "And I do this because I am bored." he smirks, eyes flashing as he picked up the others foul mood in the air.
Carah shrugged "what I said had nothing to do with you spinning your wepon" he said a fang bared slightly. "I really care nothing for the fac that according to the ranks around here you are higher up then me, I care noting about the alpha and beta of mine nor do I care if your the beta of yours" he said his words coated in poison.
"Oh really now? You are by far an interesting person." He replaces the weapon back onto his back, strolling over to the wolf, claws clicking on the ground once more. He stops in front of the wolf, grinning in pure delight. "I do believe we could get along." he holds his hand out halfway between them, "And I believe we sure as hell started out on a shakey limb. I'm Illium."
Carah listened to the raptor noting each click his claws made on the ground "i'm Carah" he said and met the boys hand half way still a bit suspitious. "do you drink" was his immidiate question to the boy, Carah sure as hell needed a drinking buddy, even if he did get extremly horny and lustful when he was drunk.
Illiums' grin broadens even more as he shakes the wolfs hand, "You kidding? Drinking is my best friend, never argues and never says when I need to stop killing and drinking."
Carah dawned his first fanged grin of the night "care to find a bar or shall we buy from somewhere and drink at one of our places" he asked "or do you have another idea" he asked, now drinking was his area, he really could get along with this guy.
The raptor had just possibly found someone he could never be bored with, "Actually, I know of a club. The Night Demon. This unicorn that lives on the estate I live on owns it. From what I hear, it's a lively place. Always packed. They originally had a place across town, but it got too cramped, even though it was a big place and two stories at that. The place they have now is much bigger and still two stories, but plenty more space." he shuffles his wings, brushing his hair out of his mismatched and odd eyes once more.
Carah licked his pointed wolf fang "I say lets go" he said eager to get drunk with someone else, he had been home alone getting drunk for to many nights now.
"Then lets. It's not far from here. About a mile or two." He nods, glad to finally have someone that shared more than one thing with the Beta.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 4:21 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 7:17 pm
Radon walks into the shop beside the beta, glaring at him slightly. The phoenix was missing some tail feathers thanks to that jerk, and he couldn't remember the english words to chew him out, and cursing at him in elvish wasn't going to help at all.
Illium smirks at the other, twirling a flame colored feather in his hand. As usual, the raptor had his trusty weapon snug and sound in it's special halter between his wings.
Bianro was sitting in the rafters of the main room, hands over his ears and his red scarf over his eyes. "He is not here he is not here he is not here," was heard as he rocked back and forth.
Oh dear. Someone's lacking in the sanity department.
Illium flicks his eyes up into the rafters, spotting the source of the muttering. He raises an eyebrow and prepares to jump up to inspect the other out, when Radun snarls at him, causing him to pause and look at the other cuiously.
The phoenix wasn't about to let the beta jump up into the rafters and check out someone who obviously needed help. Knowing Illium, the guy would freak the other out even more. So, Radun spreads his wings and leap/flies into the rafters, landing a short distance away from the other in case he lashed out, something he found painful when he accidently surpised others. "Hello?" he asks softly, his voice a bit rough in the language he rarely used now, seeing as his memories were slowly coming back.
"DERARORO!!!!!!" Bianro screamed nonsense as he jumped and fell off the rafters. Seems as someone was slightly on edge. He looked up at Radun. "Oh. You're not Cerlyn..." The voice sounded tricked.
A cloaked figure was sitting in the corner, watching the three anthros.
Radun chuckles softly and hops down from the rafters, wings spread to ease his fall. He eyed Illium, his mismatched eyes glaring at the raptor. He turns his attention back to Bianro. "No. Not Cerlyn. You ok?"
Illium flicks his wings lazily, clicking his weapon from its' hold and twirls it lazily, walking away from the two, his claws clicking on the ground softly.
Bianro wrapped his scarf around him like a child might a secruity blanket. "Yes. No. Maybe. Is he here?"
The figure's head snapped toward the moving one, but then looked back to the other two.
Illium paused in stepping, his attention directed to a figure in a corner, hidden in the shadows. He raises an eyebrow, still twirling the weapon about easily.
Radun shrugs, "Dunno." he shuffles his wings and looks at the other curiously. "You ok?" He wanted to make sure the other was ok from falling out of the rafters, also taking not of his skittish state.
Bianro hugs his knees. "I don't know why he does it..." He blinked at Radun, as if seeing him for the first time. "Who are you?"
The cloaked figure seemed not to notice the raptor. The head was still turned towards the winged ones.
Radun smiles softly, "Radun. You are?" he asks just as softly, his oddly colored and mismatched eyes dancing slightly as he crouches down to be level with the angel. His dark skin and natural purple hair usually freaked people out, but he could care less.
Illium frowns slightly, stopping the staff in midspin. He eyes the other, his wings shuffling slightly. His curiousity had been perked, and when the beta had been caught by that, it was hard to free yourself from it.
"Bianro." Bianro wasn't freaked out; he was black and white with dark green hair. Oh yes, and called a red scarf sufficent clothing.
The cloaked figure's eyes didn't quite meet. His eyes didn't move from the two.
Radun chuckles softly, "Well met Bianro." Finally someone who didn't eye him nervously. He flicked his eyes to check on Illium, trying to see if the beta wasn't wreaking havoc, to find him gone.
The beta had leaped into the rafters, crouching with his extremely muscled tail trailing behind him for extra balance as his own odd eyes watched the cloaked figure.
Bianro blinked. "What are you talking about...?" He was still hugging himself.
The figure still ignored Illium. Stubborn rabbit.
Radun tilts his head, a little confused. "Sorry?" he says after a moment, trying to recollect as much of the english language as he could. His head was starting to hurt a little.
Illium was a patient beast, having spent days stalking his prey before slicing them down before they had a chance to even think. He did crawl along the rafters to get closer to the other though, watching him more curiously.
Bianro's head snapped to movement. AKA Illium. He vaguely wonders what he was looking at.
The cloaked figure silently stood up and finally looked straight up at Illium.
Radun looks up also, spotting the beta. He sighs lightly, at least he wasn't off killing things or plucking feathers for his own collection.
Illium grins down at the other, wings shuffling finally as his hair falls into his face. His teeth, like most of his kind, were sharp. Seeing as he was half reptile and one that was a meat eater, it was normal. Though his eyes would probably throw the other off guard for a moment, one being a dark purple and the other a light green.
The cloaked figure walked over to Illium, his hood falling down to reveal short black hair, red eyes, and black and white rabbit ears. Oh, and corpse-white skin. That too.
Bianro stared wide-eyed at the raptor as well. He slowly backed up...straight into the bunny. With a girlish shreik, he hid behind the bunny. "CRAZYTHINGLIVINGINCEILING!!!!"
Radun stands up, blinking at the shrieking. He glances at the rabbit for a mere second before turning his attention to the raptor. "Illium, inbau l' uoi'nota harl dal gaer. You're scaring l' poor loktriam." (Illium, get the hell down from there. You're scaring the poor guy.)
Illium just looked at the phoenix for a second, then leapt down from the rafters, landing gracefully, his wings furling slightly for less strain on his legs. He stands and grins at the bunny.
It was then Bianro realized who he was hiding behind. With another girlish shreik, he flitted up to the rafters and curled into a little ball.
Cerlyn's eyes shot towards the freaked-out angel, before giving Illium a blank stare. Similar to those ghosts of children in horror films.
Radun sighs and hops up into the rafters, sitting down near the angel and hanging his feet over the edge, waiting for the other to calm down.
Illium smirks even more, a look he loved already. "The names Illium. You seem like an interesting character." he says cooly, wings twitching.
Cerlyn blinked. Then, he tilted his head slighty. "Scare."
Bianro jerked at the voice. "He's really here, isn't he?" he whimpered to the phoenix.
It took the phoenix a moment to realize the angel meant the rabbit. "Oh. I guess so." he says softly, peering down at Illium again.
Illium frowns, "Scare what?" he asks.
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