Post by .||.Wyrd.||. on May 8, 2007 16:42:31 GMT
This is auditioning Daiyu for Dark Queen...
So here the temptress stood, beside the carcass of her attacker. The crimson-strewn body lay forlorn upon the sod, slowly sinking into the depths of the Earth. Ivories were still bared as a warning to others; crimson & sweat slowly puddled on top of the stained pelt beside her. Mottled bay coat held but a few scars & scratches; the rapist had definitely come off worst. Dial tossed in a menacing way as other brujos grew close; their fate would be identical to that of the other if they tried anything.
Daiyu had been wandering as normal across despondent kingdoms that craved attentions & suitable rulers; none did they ever get & this tale is proof. Minding her own business, she stalked through a particular dark territory that seemed the most repulsive she had witnessed. A dark terra where fatales held no respect for themselves & the brujos held none for them either. Everywhere you turned, some sleeper was being forced; some where so unfortunate as to be hidden in a tormenting maze of trees (of which only brujos knew the solution to).
Coal banner flicked pesky bloodsuckers into the next life as she continued on her way. Unfortunately for him, the alpha brujo took this the wrong way; how dare he think she would flaunt her body in such a foul undignified way. Swiftly he mounted & tried to grip onto her platform. Daiyu was just too clever though. Many times had she thrown rapists from her back & this guy would end up like the rest, dead. Standing stiff as diamonds began to sink, her pillars purposely gave way as Daiyu rolled onto her side. Jumping back to her feet, Ivories bared & she prepared herself for battle.
Turning as soon as the brujo stood, a double-barreled kick was aimed at his barrel but struck his shoulder instead laming him slightly. On turning, ivories gripped her tresses & pulled a few from her nape. A shrill snarl escaped the maw of the youthful fatale who reared & span, planting pillars firmly onto the brujos back as she landed. Crack, his spine was broken. Daiyu then turned to mutilating the carcass, proving that no-one should mess with her. Where she learnt to defend herself, well lets just say you have to know how to protect yourself when you are wandering.
So here the temptress stood, beside the carcass of her attacker. The crimson-strewn body lay forlorn upon the sod, slowly sinking into the depths of the Earth. Ivories were still bared as a warning to others; crimson & sweat slowly puddled on top of the stained pelt beside her. Mottled bay coat held but a few scars & scratches; the rapist had definitely come off worst. Dial tossed in a menacing way as other brujos grew close; their fate would be identical to that of the other if they tried anything.
./[Anyway, I’m guessing you want to know what happened, well…]\.
Daiyu had been wandering as normal across despondent kingdoms that craved attentions & suitable rulers; none did they ever get & this tale is proof. Minding her own business, she stalked through a particular dark territory that seemed the most repulsive she had witnessed. A dark terra where fatales held no respect for themselves & the brujos held none for them either. Everywhere you turned, some sleeper was being forced; some where so unfortunate as to be hidden in a tormenting maze of trees (of which only brujos knew the solution to).
Coal banner flicked pesky bloodsuckers into the next life as she continued on her way. Unfortunately for him, the alpha brujo took this the wrong way; how dare he think she would flaunt her body in such a foul undignified way. Swiftly he mounted & tried to grip onto her platform. Daiyu was just too clever though. Many times had she thrown rapists from her back & this guy would end up like the rest, dead. Standing stiff as diamonds began to sink, her pillars purposely gave way as Daiyu rolled onto her side. Jumping back to her feet, Ivories bared & she prepared herself for battle.
./[The rest is self-explanitory but I will bore you longer if you insist…]\.
[/i]Turning as soon as the brujo stood, a double-barreled kick was aimed at his barrel but struck his shoulder instead laming him slightly. On turning, ivories gripped her tresses & pulled a few from her nape. A shrill snarl escaped the maw of the youthful fatale who reared & span, planting pillars firmly onto the brujos back as she landed. Crack, his spine was broken. Daiyu then turned to mutilating the carcass, proving that no-one should mess with her. Where she learnt to defend herself, well lets just say you have to know how to protect yourself when you are wandering.