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 Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 10:57 am
 The lone lioness walked among the prairie grass, a whipping wind at her back that caused the dying stems of green to turn to a golden color. It did relatively little to hide the white and green female, though the look in her nearly pure black eyes showed that she cared very little about hiding at this particular moment. She had heard rumors, rumors that her father had snapped, finally after all these years... it was a beautiful moment, one she hoped was true. If so perhaps she could finally connect to one of her parents. So for now she was looking for him, trying to find out if what she heard was facts and not lies.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 11:15 am
Wandering through the grass, Crypta had once again left her cubs alone with their father. It seemed neither he, nor her had any interest in what resulted as a one night stand, and though she tried to be motherly, she preferred being alone. After all, what the large purple brute did to the smoothies shocked her as well. One cub, thought to have been dead before he even grew from smoothie stage, is now a wandering blob of goo, and the other has bones from her mother lodged in her brain which causes the poor thing to have short circuits and personality disorders.
Sighing to herself, Crypta shook her head furiously, trying to rid her mind of the thoughts.... but as she did so, one of her eyes flung from its socket and rolled off and away. Turning, she mumbled to herself as she chased after her escaping eye.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 11:27 am
As if on cue to erase her from her thoughts, a curious small object came rolling into her path. At first Nenetl thought to squish the thing under her paw but as she looked down at it she noticed it was an eye. An eyeball to be most exact! At that a small muffled chuckle came from the lioness' throat, how interesting.. and vile.. such a beautiful little thing to wander in her path... she wondered to whom it belonged.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:14 pm
As her eye slowly came to a halt, Crypta noticed another lioness nearby. She seemed...different than the rest. Almost like her, but not quite. While Crypta was in fact truly undead, this lioness seemed to have risen from the ground herself. With stitches in her side, limbs and her mouth, she looked like a walking zombie. And even more so, she had found her missing eye. Approaching slowly, she called to the lioness. "S'cuse me deary, but I believe you have my eye...." she said with a pointing gesture to the glowing thing at the lioness's paws, but as she raised her own paw, it fell off and landed on the dirt with a thud.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:19 pm
Seeing to whom the eye belonged, Nenetl couldn't help but let out a low resonating laugh from her throat. How amusing, such a pathetic state for a lioness to be in, and yet... also so beautiful... Smirking, Nenetl tossed the eye in the rotting lioness' direction. She then tilted her head to one side, watching in morbid curiosity at the beautiful horror of this lioness. Flicking her tail back and forth, she came closer, circling the lioness with a glint in her overwhelming black orbs.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:23 pm
With a sigh, Crypta attached her paw, then caught her eye socket in her jaws as the other female tossed it to her. With a gulp, she swallowed her eye, then in a strange spasming motion, managed to use what muscle she had left to push the eye up her throat, and then finishing with a strange forward head motion, thrust the eye back into its socket. Grinning, she chuckled. "Forgive me.... Its just so boring to plop it back in the regular way." she said as she watched the lioness circle her. Crypta could tell she wasn't normal, but that was the beauty of it. "Do you speak? I'd fancy a no with those stitches in over your mouth." she said with a queasy laugh as a few moths fluttered from her jaws.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:30 pm
Nenetl sat down on the ground, watching with an amused expression on her face. She liked this lioness, different just like she was. A very interesting one if she did say. Then again, she couldn't say, as the lioness was right, she couldn't speak, at least not very well. Slightly tilting her head in a more upright position, Nenetl moved her mouth into a wide smile (or what may have been a very forced smile so that she could stretch out the stitches), upon seeing you could tell if she did it this way there were a few holes in the stitching and it didn't come all the way up to the ends of her lips, that gave her just enough room to sometimes get some sound out, but not enough to pronounce words correctly. "Sssssooommeeeimessss..." The word was a bit of a hiss as her voice was use to being unused, she didn't say anymore than that, however, as she usually disliked speaking in long sentences because it was horse on her vocal chords.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:43 pm
"Aah I see." Crypta said with with a curious gaze. She adjusted one of her rickety and ridged wings, the bones making an eery squeaking and popping sound as they rubbed together. A few feathers fell to the ground, seeming rotted and un groomed. "I can relate there, thought it may not seem." she spoke in her usual deep and almost horas tone. "Its not easy doing much when your dead!" she cackled and gurgled to herself in laughter, as she was usually the only one to laugh at her jokes. "Names Crypta by the way." she grinned, dipping her head as a few maggots tumbled from the black pits of her eye sockets and her stringy hair fell stiffly over her nose. One could tell it had never been taken care of in what was possibly the undead lion's entire life. Or afterlife.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:50 pm
Nenetl could only smirk at the joke. Her head twisted around and she clutched her tail, swinging it back and forth as the tail made odd movements where it was once detached and reattached with stitches, trying to show Crypta that she understood all too well. Nenetl took a step closer to her, watching her carefully at the introduction before lowering her own head. She took another step forward and then looked to the ground, finding a patch of dirt near her paws. She cleared it from the rest of the dead grass and wrote with capital letters, "N-E-N-E-T-L," and then pointed to herself.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 1:57 pm
After watching the lioness swing her tail that had obviously been stitched back on, Crypta looked down at the writing on the dirt, but it seemed fuzzy to her. Sighing, she plopped her eyes from their sockets with a hard paw to the head, blew on them, wiped them off on her chest, and then plopped them back in. "Ah! Nenetl! Nice to meet you deary!" she grinned. "It seems were more a like than it seems." she mused, now thinking to herself.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 2:04 pm
Nenetl smirked and gave a quick nod of her head, "Yesss..." Came the hissing voice as she neared the rotting corpse of a lion in front of her. With a widening smirk, she let her tail brush up against the lioness, almost teasing. This could prove to be very interesting indeed...
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 2:07 pm
Crypta glanced curiously at the female lioness. She wasn't yet aware that she might be open to more then just males, so Nenetl's behavior struck her as odd at first. Watching as the lioness continued to circle Crypta couldn't help but smile. "Your an odd one aren't you...." she chuckled again. "I like odd..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 2:34 pm
At this a clicking sound came from the female's throat, "You... too..." She stated with a bright smirk curling at the tips of her sewn lips. Chuckling, she stopped, sitting down to watch the lioness again through her black eyes. She made a motion with her head, tossing it as she watched her. "Teelll... mee... about..." She then pulled up her paw and pointed toward Crypta. She wanted to know everything she could about the lioness, how one so...dead could still be alive.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 2:38 pm
Crypta tilted her head. "About me? Well.." she started off, doing her best to remember. "To be honest, I think I was born dead. Or... undead." she grinned slightly. "A living soul in a rotting body. I don't remember my parents much, except that they were obviously like me." she said as she used a bony paw to scratch deep inside of her hair. A few worms and spiders came attached to her claws as she pulled her paw away. "I guess you get used to your body falling apart when ya grown up that way. I'm afraid I'm not so interesting. I haven't met many....and have strange cubs..." she said with a sigh as she rubbed a spot in her side were a few bones were missing.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 2:41 pm
Nenetl raised one brow instantly when she heard the word "cubs". She mused, her eyes narrowing slightly as her tail wriggled back and forth and stepped forward, one claw out and in the dirt at the thought.
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