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 Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 12:49 pm
 Nessie had just had particularly unpleasant encounter. There had been several "tourists" come to see her. She gave them what they wanted, appeared at the surface and splashed about...She watched them run away in terror with photos as "proof." They'd go and sell their photographs and talk about the monster in the deep...But it would have been worse if she hadn't appeared, they would have waited and stayed until she was a prisoner below in the depths. Sometimes, it was easier to be the monster. With these thoughts, Nessie found herself deeper down than she usually lurked. She looked around a bit disinterestedly, but then she saw a sudden movement. S
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 3:48 pm
The water down here was beyond murky. So far from the diffusing light of the sun that the water was more like frigid ink than water.
Even Nessie's eyes, who were used to peering through murky, dark waters had a hard time making out shapes more than a few meters away.
But she could sense - feel more than see - another presence in the waters with her.
There was a swish, a swoosh, and the sudden change of currents that indicated that that something else was big.
But she couldn't make anything out visually... until, there - just briefly, a flash of something long and lighter - a tail? Maybe a tentacle? It was difficult to tell exactly what it was.
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 4:34 am
Nessie flinched away from the sudden movement. It was visual, in a very indistinct way, but it was mainly a changing of the current of water. If she had had hair on the back of her neck, it would have stood up.
Nessie could feel her heart rate accelerating, and a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. Her mouth went dry, which was saying something, since she was in the water.
The large mass was still moving around, she felt like it was circling her like a shark. For all the talk that she was a fierce monster, she was terrified. There was something out there fiercer than her, far more frightening...Was it someone like her? Someone mistaken for a monster? Or was this one real? Would she even be able to discern the difference before she died?
Nessie was sure that it would be her last thought.
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Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 7:55 pm
For a few chilling moments, the water seemed perfectly still again. It was still every bit as murky - her eyes straining to catch a glimpse of a fin or flash of scale to indicate it was still about. But nothing. It was almost worse - not knowing where it is. If it was gone... or deathly close.
But then, with a sudden flurry of movement from behind her head, something snapped out with teeth that she could more feel than see. If she had had a mane, it would have grabbed it, but as it was, jaws clamped audibly closed only millimeters from the fins at her ears.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 3:12 pm
Nessie felt the sudden gush of a current of water behind her head, and she heard the deafening "chomp" behind her. She flipped around trying to discern what was there. She could feel her heart pounding louder and louder. The very sound of it had to make an easy target for whoever....whatever was out there.
She looked around, seeing the tip of something disappearing in the darkness. Nessie didn't know if she should flee or stay put. After all, she couldn't leave the water...So nowhere was safe.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 8:44 pm
There was a violent swishing as the presence threw its weight into its tail, propelling itself quickly away once more. The water churned as what she could tell was a large form moved quickly away from her once more.
And then... once more... that maddening quiet. The waters stilled themselves once again, and... silence.
Where was it....? Gone for good? Or just lurking? And if lurking... in what direction?
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 11:28 pm
Nessie could feel her body shaking uncontrollably. It was as if the water had lost it's heat. It was an unsafe and unknown place right now. She was terrified, something she had never experienced before...Something others had experienced because of her.
Was this how they felt? As if they were some sort of sitting duck? Waiting to be eaten? Or killed? Or worse? Wait, what was worse?
She didn't want to think of that. That was too horrid to think about in itself.
Holding her breath, she glanced around in the darkness...seeing nothing...nothing...
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 8:11 am
Nothing.... nothing.... nothing....
And then... she felt the presence before she saw it, but only the briefest of moments before it loomed FAR too close - right before her.
The inky black water made it so she could only see him when he was only perhaps a foot from her face. HE leered, with jagged, sharp teeth and a look in his eyes that knew no humanity and perhaps never did. They were dead eyes, cruel and cold. Jagged fins stuck out behins his ears and a thick, clumpy mane ebbed and flowed around his head like clumps of seaweed. But it was his teeth in his open, leering mouth that were the most notable feature of the creature. Long and sharp, and obviously meant for eating flesh.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 3:03 pm
Nessie half-jumped/half floated backwards. Moving swiftly, she prepared to run-but then she stopped. It wasn't any use to run. If this was how she was to die, it'd be better now than to run. It was more honourable this way.
She couldn't swim fast enough away from him, she would never escape. It was best not to try. Her heart was racing, her body was surging with adrenaline. Fight or flight, she was going to fight if that's what she had to do.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 9:06 pm
The terrible face loomed before her, surrounded by the inky blackness of the water around him.
He stayed still as she backpedaled quickly. He was all ready to give chase - the sight of a fleeing prey was enough to set his blood boiling as he acted purely on instinct.
But she didn't run. Her eyes took on a colder cast and she stayed her ground.
A soft growl of disappointment echoed in the water from where he remained before her. She couldn't see him as well any more since she backed up, but she knew he was still there.
Her senses focused, she heard him this time, swish through the water and going to circle around her once more.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 12:18 pm
A growl rose in Nessie's throat, her animalistic instincts rising. The monster in her was growling, raging at whatever lurked just beyond. She could feel the adrenaline pump into her body and spread out.
She bore her teeth, the terror in her abating. She'd never been like this before, almost hungry to meet the face of whoever was there. To rip..to tear...to shred.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:53 pm
As his quarry's flight response turned to fight, Ichabod's lip curled back in an annoyed snarl.
He enjoyed the chase - stirring the terror in his prey's breast. But if their fear faded, if he could not summon the true icthyophobia in them, then the game for him became less fun.
He heard her snarl, the gnash of her teeth in the dark. He could feel her change in demeanor. No longer the scared little mare, he had backed her into a corner and she was prepared to fight.
Ichabod was a monster. He was a beast of instincts and teeth and blood. But he knew what his limits were. If a mer chose to fight him, he knew that he had the underhand as a kelpi. He wasn't as fast in the water, he couldn't hold his breath as long, and he wasn't as maneuverable. Sure, he had teeth and spines, but he also had thin, scaly skin.
He circled Nessie out if sight in the dark water, growling, gnashing his teeth before flicking his tail and diving deeper.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 8:49 pm
Nessie didn't know what made her do it, but her mouth snapped in the general direction of the sound. She felt the adrenaline surge, and she was after him.
She was tired of being bullied, tired of being meek and uncertain. Tonight, oh tonight...she wanted to fight. The overwhelming desire to sink her teeth into whatever it was. She wanted to make it suffer, to feel how how it had made others feel. This was her home, and he had invaded her waters. And now she was angry, her whole vision was red. She wanted to scar, to rip...to shred.
She dove after him, flicking her tail to go faster.
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 3:19 pm
This was not part of Ichabod's plan. He had misjudged this quarry, apparently. Not just a timid mare - or at least not anymore. While he had reveled in her fear at the beginning of their encounter, now the hunted had become the hunter.
Having spent his foalhood virtually alone in the deep waters, knowing the terror that slimy, wriggly and bitey things of the deep conveyed, he had grown up to become more like the predators of the oceans than a normal, well-adjusted soquili. And while his small family had, after he had proved himself in this ritual, taken him in again, he still never was one for words... or even other higher-order concepts like humiliation or pride. To him, it was all about meals, about causing fear so as to not be a victim of it, but to most importantly, survive.
He knew he couldn't outswim this mer in a fair race. His body wasn't built for it. It was spiny and awkward - neither perfectly at home on land or in the sea. But he could use his permanant outsider features as a way to cause fear. And to, sometimes, rarely, use it to his advantage.
They were near the bottom when they had met, and Ichabod ducked into a cluster of sharp rocks that he knew lay at the bottom. The water was inky black down here. Perhaps she would rush too quickly and hit the rocks. Or perhaps, if she did begin to weed her way carefully, he could use his hard hooves and sharp spines against her in these close quarters where her superior maneuverability wouldn't be so much as an advantage
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 12:12 am
Nessie felt her blood surging until she thought that her heart would burst. Her adrenaline was full speed. There was no sense of anxiety or wariness, just a thirst and hunger for revenge.
Her speed increased, and she could see the glinting fins not far ahead of her, then closer...closer. Before she knew it, the glinting fins had disappeared amongst rocks. It was everything Nessie could do to slow down the momentum she had built up.
As it was, she could feel the sharp jagged edge of a rock fleck her thick hide. It gouged into it, hard enough to break the skin but not enough to hurt much.
She gnashed her teeth, trying to figure how to reach him, the blood slowly flowing from the small cut.
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