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 Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:44 pm
(( WIP Zakiax/Zephar Mainly just posting this because this is what he looks like. Zephars colors though are inverse of Zaks. [The colors on Zak are darker of what is there now. and he's fairly tiny. Zephar will be tiny as well the only thing that changes when Zephar takes over is the colors])) The flight had been long and Zakiax could feel the strain on his large wings beginning to build. He needed to land soon, else he would fall out of the sky, and falling had always been dangerous for him. He had done so a few times and hurt himself each time, mainly though his 'falling' out of the sky was due to the fact that he had his mind else where and had run into a few tree trunks. He slowly descended until his hooves hit the round, ending up in a trot as he slowed to walk. His wings folded neatly on his back, as a large sigh of relief escaped the smaller stallion as his landing didn't prove to be disastrous. His ears flickered a bit, seeing if he could catch the small trickling sounds of a running stream or river near by. His tail gave a small flick behind him, his ears flattened a bit as he continued to walk. This place seemed silent..too silent. Was there something or someone here that he didn't know about. Hopefully not dangerous, usually his other self emerged then and he never really liked the feeling his forceful take overs gave him. He stopped in his tracks a shiver running down his spine at the thought of it. Then in an instant his blood red eyes closed as he tried lock those memories back in the depths of his mind.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 7:26 pm
 The kirkani moved stealthily through the underbrush. He had caught a young wild rikkchik earlier, but that was nowhere near enough to sate the appetite of a son of the Sanguine Tiger. He gave the slightest of flicks with his ears, mane, and tail in irritation. No kirkani like Enfys should ever go hungry. Fortunately, a faint scent that seemed to have been moving overhead, probably the scent of an aririn, had descended to the ground and intensified. Perfect. An aririn would suit his hunger, and they were deep enough in the trees that an aririn would not easily escape, especially given that most aririn were not fighters. No, most aririn seemed to delicate for that.
His golden eyes latched onto the surprisingly small black and red stallion as he moved into a position where he could see the stallion and stalk more efficiently. The wings, the horn, the tail, and the spikes...maybe this wouldn't be the quick meal the kirkani had planned on, but no kirkani worth his salt would ever deny himself the chance of such a worthy morsel. Deception often helped when hunting other kirin, but it didn't always pay with aririn, especially dangerous-looking ones like the small stallion...unless he could lure the aririn into a place where the aririn couldn't take flight. No. Too difficult. Pretty much all aririn were wary and a little more prone to being flighty than the average kirin.
Still not decided on a course of action, he remained motionless in the underbrush, waiting for his prey to relax. That would be the time to pounce...though it might be a long wait for the perfect moment with this target. Ah, well, there was always a bit of thrill in the chase, wasn't there?
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 8:05 pm
Wings shifting on his back, they were becoming stiff and fairly quickly at that. He stretched them to full length for a while trying to get them to ease up a bit before folding them back on his back. He continued to walk until he came upon a bright green patch of grass below. Tail flicking behind him his head bent down and nibbled at the sweet grasses below. Tail falling behind him, ears up he began to graze. Even though he was a dragonic kirin he was a vegetarian, unlike his other self who was quite the opposite of him. Opposite in almost every aspect.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 12:29 pm
Finally. His meal was relaxed enough to graze, surprising for an aririn that looked like this tiny stallion. He grinned hungrily and tensed carefully to pounce. He waited a few minutes, calming and collecting himself, before he launched himself forward toward the spine of the stallion he was directly behind, sharp hooves and pryrin teeth prepared to rend flesh. He swallowed an animal cry to conceal his presence, though that did not prevent his fierce golden eyes from burning with warped anticipation and pure hunger.
((Shall we turn this into a battle, considering how Zephar would take being eaten?))
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 1:06 pm
((When Zephar takes over yes this shall be a battle. At the moment Zak is going to try to reason with him XD due to the fact that Zak dislikes fighting.))
Even though the dragonic kirin seemed relaxed he wasn't. He never relaxed, mainly having to keep his guard up over his own mind, even so that didn't mean he didn't keep a keen sense to what was going on around him. With the forest being so silent he was easily able to pick up the kirkani's presence. Either from the rustling in the bushes or the light snapping of a branch under the hoof of the larger stallion or it could have been the heavy breathing which gave away his location. His head darted up in alarm just as the stallion launched itself at him.
Being startled he launched himself into the air quickly moving away from the kirkani. Yet he didn't get far before his wings began to cramp up causing him to make a forceful landing. This kirin must have been the cause for the silence in these parts. Once he landed he turned to where he had come from, having no doubt in his mind that the Kirin would follow him. Being smaller he doubt he would be able to out run the larger one so he stayed where he was, hoping to make a stand of some sort. He really disliked fighting, fighting tend to bring out his other self easier. So maybe he could reason with the larger stallion.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 1:46 pm
Enfys was, to say the least, very irritated to have his prey fly away on him like that, but it was expected of an aririn. No aririn was an easy meal. Noting that the prey seemed unable to fly well enough to flee for some reason, he settled for charging and attempting to gore the smaller stallion, remaining as silent as possible. It was irritating enough to be brightly hued as a hunter, the proud, albeit crazed, kirkani would not make noise so as to give his prey a clue as to where he was and what he was doing, no more than was absolutely possible, at any rate.
Hooves and teeth as pale as the moon on a clear night, sharp as any pryrin stallion could keep hooves and teeth, thundered and snapped after the draconic aririn stallion, long horn colored like a rainbow shining over a waterfall's feet on a bright summer's day aimed at his prey, straight and true. All of this would have made for a sight that would have made any kirkani smile with awe, envy, and hunger. None of this occurred to the kirkani charging at the aririn, except in the crazed part that giggled obscenely. The sane part was screaming with horror as the body tried to kill the smaller stallion and would have been wholly disgusted with the sight.
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Zakiax rolled 1 100-sided dice:
28
Total: 28 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 25, 2009 10:30 am
His eyes searched the shadows of the trees searching for the Kirkani. "Will you quit that," Zak hissed lightly as he jumped out of the way of the charging. The crazed Stallion is just as blind as my other self is when attacking. And almost on Cue Zephar's voice rang through his mind, causing a shiver to run down Zak's spine. So the inner conflict began.
And what is so wrong about that. Let me take over, I'll get rid of this pathetic being with in a matter of seconds
I think not He spat back at his other self. I can perfectly take care of myself, thank you very much! Besides the last time you took over I couldn't fly for three weeks!
A grounded dragon is going to be a dead one if he doesn't fight back came his response. And I don't feel like dying at the moment. As for last time maybe it will teach you to stop running use into trees, its embarrassing plus the headaches it gives me are annoying.
You are not coming out and that is final! And I will run into trees when I please to do so!
Who are you to decide that, all you are is a weakling who is going to get us killed at this rate
A small real hiss escaped him, "I will not let you take over," He growled out loud back to himself. He began to move into the shadows of the trees trying to get away from Enfys, being close to this stallion seemed to be bringing out his other self very easily. His blood red eyes began to turn color turning to a coal black.
Oh really he replied amusingly I don't think you are strong enough to stop me from forcing my way out. Just accept it we are one, whether you or I like it or not.
"Shut it, Shut it, Shut it!" He hissed back shutting his eyes, his hooves pawing at the ground under him, almost like a child having a tantrum. "You are not taking over and that is final!" He shouted loudly, his voice cutting loudly through the forest. Usually at any sign that Zephar was going to take over he would run, but at the moment he found he couldn't move himself. Had Zephar already taken control already, before he could even realize it until it was to late?
Yelling like that you are making us look like a fool. It is inedible that I take over now. He replied back, as he did so he forced the rest of himself into Zak's mind, forcing Zak into the far depths of his mind. As he took over the small aririn's coloring changed. The blacks and dark grays on his body when to red, shades corresponding with the darkness it once was. The reds did the same going to dark gray and black.
His coal black eyes opened as he stared at his opponent, wondering what the crazed stallion’s reaction may be. A sly playful grin appeared on his face as he moved back fully into the clearing. “So you want to fight eh?” he questioned. “So be it,” His tail flicked back and forth behind him, like a cat’s who was ready to pounce on a mouse. I have a feeling this will prove to be very amusing, He thought to himself. After all he did nee more to join his cause of taking over the world. Even so before that happened he needed to find some way to get rid of the interference in his mind, that or lock him away for ever with in his worst nightmare, rendering him helpless to return. At the moment he would leave his other self as is, but as time grew nearer to when he wanted to set his plan in motion then he would end his other self's fun, taking over this body for good.
((And it begins)
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elfstar89 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
79
Total: 79 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 3:52 pm
Enfys had to skid to a halt as his opponent faced him, colors totally reversed as he faced him. Even kirkanis as mad as the son of the Sanguine Tiger have little voices inside their heads telling the kirkani when they're in over their heads, and the voice in the back of Enfys' mind said, "Oh, shellcrack."
His golden eyes were fixed on the midnight eyes of his opponent, and he pawed the ground with sharp white hooves, long pale ears flattening to the skull, snowy tail flicking irritably. A second primeval urge joined the mad kirkani, the urge of a stud who rules a large herd being challenged by another stallion. Both the kirkani and stallion urges screamed to kill this opponent, to maul him mercilessly, and neither was going to tolerate defeat.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 12:26 pm
An unnerving smirk appeared on the smaller stallions face. "So shall we begin?" he questioned his tail flicking in amusement behind him. "Its been a while since I tasted another stallion's blood,"
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elfstar89 rolled 1 12-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-12)
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 8:25 pm
102/103 (Enfys is three seasons old!)
The mad kirkani needed no urging and charged, horn lowered, prepared to show this delicious little aririn stallion no mercy. "It's been too long since I've tasted another kirin's flesh," he said with an insane grin on his icy lips filled with sharpened teeth.
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Zakiax rolled 1 12-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-12)
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 4:01 pm
91/100
Zephar snarled as the kirkani attacked, he tried to avoid it but the horn dug deep into his side drawing blood. Hissing the dragonic kirin lashed out with a hoof, aiming at the kirkani's face.
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elfstar89 rolled 1 12-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-12)
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Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2010 3:31 pm
92/103 (I'mma have to adjust Enfys' score later in this RP, since he's about to be a year old now, which is four seasons. oO)
Enfys reeled backward as the blow connected with his face, but had to recover quick to reach out to bite at the hamstring of the leg that had so accurately kicked him in the face with his sharp pryrin teeth.
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