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Post by Sadae on Sept 7, 2006 21:40:49 GMT -5
(Darn, oh well still want to try the gaurd anyway.)
The young hound gave a yelp as he was smacked against the wall. He groaned standing up shaking his head alittle. "Wow, well I can still kick your butt." He said. He just had to fend off this creature, but he didn't realize just how outmatched he was.
He then saw the sheperd jump at Wrath, he was taking all the glory for himself, he wanted in on the action. Nickey ran at the hound growling and snarling, trying to seem fiercer and stronger than he really was.
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Post by Wrath on Sept 8, 2006 11:27:48 GMT -5
The hound was surprised to find his hit had been successful. Upon turning fully, he found the once near by yellow masses slumped in their respective corners after the massive blow. One had a strange shaped burst of red on what could only be its head. Blood, his nose and tongue told him. How fortunate...
Narrowing his gaze uselessly, the crimson canine lowered his head again, grinning in his typical cocky fashion, black ears flattened back and his body tense, prepared for the dog's retaliation.
"You think so, little one?"
A blur from the right made the hound's attention switch over quickly, ears perking and heat pits flared in time to realize his real opponent, the male trying to breed his female, was in attack mode and lunging. Barring his teeth, the larger creature flipped his once hidden fangs forward but had no time to spit at the shepherd, who was coming at him to fast. The smaller dog's weight hit the hound's shoulder, his fangs clamping onto the powerful muscles packed into that area. But the teeth of most normal dogs was no problem for a canine of such massive proportions and, though the shep managed to draw blood, it was nothing the hound from hell could not shake off...
Leaving the shepherd to hang from his shoulder as desired, the hound instead turned his attention to the guard dog, advancing forward a few steps despite the weight on his side and aiming a bite at the back of the shorter dog's neck once his fangs were hidden again. While his movements were slower than his smaller opponents, they were indeed faster than most would expect from a dog of his size, a trait he hoped would catch the two off guard, allowing a quick and easy fight for the lot of them...
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Post by Faust on Sept 8, 2006 18:45:12 GMT -5
((If Nickey doesn't die I may make him a character. Hes cute.))
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Post by River on Sept 8, 2006 18:46:38 GMT -5
((lol True. It'd be funny if he and Torrent met. X3))
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Post by Nara on Sept 8, 2006 19:18:19 GMT -5
Nara stayed in her corner watching the three fight. Her ears were perked as she watched from a distance. She made no attempt to run, her instincts told her to let the stronger male breed with her.
The stud began shaking its head trying to further injure the hound, trying to make sure that Nara would be his, and his alone. The younger male only angered him more, all he saw in his way was a threat to his chances of passing on his genes. The dog let go of the hound and went for the gaurd, to drive him off.
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Post by Faust on Sept 8, 2006 19:39:49 GMT -5
At the last moment the young guard tried to evade the hellhound's advances all together. However he tripped over some unseen figure and fell to the ground. A loud yelp followed shortly after when sharp, and abnormally long fangs bit into his shoulder.
'What the hell was this thing!!' His mind screamed wildly. He was beginning to think this wasn't a normal dog.
The pups body began to quiver once more, and he found himself to frightened to pull away. What should he do? He was never trained for this kind of combat.
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Post by River on Sept 8, 2006 20:27:26 GMT -5
The dog's fall threw off the hound's original bite target, switch-blade like fangs sinking into the guard dog's back and chest instead of the intended target which was actually the shoulder rather than the neck. Being who he was, the hound would much rather torture his victim rather than simply kill them. The lab mix was only fortunate that the hound could not inject his venom through a bite like this so he would only have to deal with the tissue damage his large canines could inflict and possibly a punctured lung at worst.
That is, if he was able to get away from the hound's powerful grasp before the decision to kill him was made...
Unsure as to where the stud dog was or what he was doing, the crimson brute whipped his major asset: the tail that hung off of his rear end, hoping to someone above that it made contact with the stud despite not being aimed in even the least bit. If the stud was beside him, on either side actually, the strike would fail but he was trying...
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Post by Nara on Sept 8, 2006 20:37:41 GMT -5
He managed to get infront of Wrath, as he bit at his face trying his hardest to simply chase him off. The stud was beginning to lose hope and will though, starting to think about simply escaping with his life out of the broken window. He decided to give one more try though attacking with all his strength.
(Writer's block)
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Post by Faust on Sept 8, 2006 20:45:18 GMT -5
Whimpering, Nickey tried to pull himself free. This however caused him to cry out louder, as skin riped and fur was stained red. "What do you want!" He yelped in a shrilled voice. "Why-why are you here."
The young dog did not except a answer and began snapping at the hell beast, trying to brake free. His hind legs started to kick about as well.
"Well, I don't care if your a devil or whatever. Theres no way I'll die here!!"
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Post by River on Sept 9, 2006 12:17:16 GMT -5
The hound would've happily answered the poor little pup's cries but his mouth was full and to talk in such condition is highly barbaric. So, he merely growled in the direction of the dog's head, but a small point of pain around the sensitive holes through which he sensed heat made the hound a great deal more agitated. If that portion of his muzzle were injured enough to bleed and said blood blocked the pits, he'd be virtually blind, and he'd never let that happen.
Without a moment of hesitation, and generally ignoring the kicks and scratches being dealt by the guard dog, the crimson beast released his first victim, opening his jaws in the stud dog's direction. But rather than bite down on the poor shepherd, huge fangs flipped forward quickly and a small jettison of yellow liquid shot toward the dog. If the venom landed on the dog's flesh, it'd do little damage, burn a little and irritate the skin at most like poison ivy. However, if the stud dog received the spit in the face, particularly his eyes or mouth, it could destroy his eye sight or travel to his stomach and wreak internal havoc before probably killing the poor beast,
But hound was not going to wait that long, his initial venom strike was followed by another circle, his tail coming around in its typical whip-like fashion, aiming for both dogs yet again. But the movement was slowed by the tear in his shoulder, which was twinging quite a bit...
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Post by Nara on Sept 9, 2006 17:33:54 GMT -5
The stufd yelped, skidding to a halt, but before he could turn the opposite direction the tail was swung. He turned back and recieved the venom right in his nose and a bit in his mouth. He yelped, the pain from both attacks increasing by the secound. He ducked down and began pawing at his muzzle. "I give." He yelled running off toward the window to escape the hounds wrath, but it was difficult. His throat burned and was beginning to swell, along with the inside of his nose.
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Post by Faust on Sept 9, 2006 18:43:41 GMT -5
The mutt let out a moan as he landed on the ground, however his brake was cut short when he saw the Stud dog run out of the building. "You coward!!" He barked with anger as he tried to move. His attempt failed as he slipped back on the floor with a whimper, 'Shit.'
The small male was completely immobile, and the lesion on his shoulder made his body quiver and spasm.
The pain was getting to him at this point and the last thing Nickey saw was darkness as he fainted.
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Post by Sadae on Sept 9, 2006 22:04:21 GMT -5
(*pokes River cause she's impatient*)
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Post by River on Sept 9, 2006 22:42:04 GMT -5
The hound watched with amusement as the original stud dog fled in terror, like the coward he truly was. Honestly, he'd been expecting a little more of a fight from these mortal dogs but he'd rather get his female than complain. Nature worked better that way...
Grinning in his typical malicious fashion, the crimson beast then turned his attention to the other dog that was in the room, remembering that the fight was not over yet. without his eyesight, he could not tell the dog had fainted, only that it was lying on the ground and that it was not dead... unfortunately. Such a pathetic creature made the hound scoff loudly, before he used a forepaw to kick the dog out of the way. Judging by the wound, more specifically the warm blood that was oozing from it, the guard was as good as dead and no longer a concern...
With the trash taken out, the beast could focus on what he came here to do. Black orbs landed upon the figure in the corner, heat pits flaring to get the best mental picture of the fae he possibly could. She was a decent size, probably a shepherd of sorts, easily capable of carrying his pups successfully. she was clever enough to stay out of the fight before and seemed have been aware of his presence when he was sneaking around outside. She was smart and keen...
"Perfect..."
Growling low in his throat in anticipation, the hound licked at his muzzle with his shredded almost white tongue, clearing away some of the blood before advancing upon the female...
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Post by Sadae on Sept 9, 2006 22:51:13 GMT -5
Nara watched from where she was, standing now and silently watching his every movement. Her tail wagged slightly behind her as she glanced at the two fallen dogs behind Wrath. She found their struggle to be rather pitiful in comparison with the hound, but cared not of this.
She then turned back to the approaching male and began to approach him as well, sniffing him to catch his scent and get any information she could on him. She then turned around, exposing her rear to him, her tail moved to the side. He had already proven enough to her his strength and she didn't need to test him out. She then waited for him to mount her and plant his seeds within her.
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Post by Sadae on Sept 9, 2006 22:55:28 GMT -5
(Nickey's post)
Thoughts swam through the young one's head, he'd failed. He couldn't fail, he'd never prove himself like this, but the hound was two strong and even the stud had run off and probuably laid dead not too far away.
His body had already gone through too much to even stand, let alone fight. Any combat was out of the question, so he just laid there.
(Bah shortness, but I dunno what else to type since he's pretty much out of it.)
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Post by River on Sept 9, 2006 23:09:32 GMT -5
The two exchanged sniffs as expected in a slight courting ritual but the hound seemed less interested in the scent than the female was, since his sense of smell was rather poor. He did, however, extend his pale tongue toward her. Like a snake, he used it to taste the air and get a better idea of what he was dealing with... like a snake. But the shredded appendage was soon drawn back, the brute satisfied with what he could see, taste and smell of the fae...
She was good enough for him...
Once her rear was to him, all outside noises, sounds, tastes smells, all seemed to vanish as instinct took over. The hound wasn't even aware of his undying desire to mate until that very moment, when his body seemed to move on its own without any of his own encouragement. Everything seemed to move in slow motion at that point, from closing the distance between he and the female to actually mounting her to the tie, it was all like a dream, a wisp of time that he could neither remember nor forget. So strange, so very strange but his logic was not intact enough for him the analyze it all...
He was far too busy at the moment...
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Post by Sadae on Sept 9, 2006 23:15:49 GMT -5
Her eyes closed in a relaxed way, the back of her ears slightly pressed against her head, and her tail wrapped around her left leg as she felt him enter her and fertilize her. She panted, her body heating up slightly from all the excitement. At this point nothing else seemed to be in the room, except for this male and herself, the world had suddenly shrunk and nothing else really mattered.
She then waited patiently for him to leave as the two were tied together. She felt no pain from the experience, quite used to this kind of interaction, although it was slightly awkward because of his height.
(Ok Nickey's pretty much out of it so we might as well as just ignore him for now.)
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Post by River on Sept 9, 2006 23:43:50 GMT -5
This being his first time doing anything with a female, the brute didn't really notice how awkward it was and just assumed that all the maneuvering difficulties were part of the whole thing. Though, had he stopped to think about it a little, it all would've made sense to him. But thinking usually led to someone dying, something that would leave this night pretty useless since the whole point was to create offspring, and with the bitch the only one in the room, thinking would have her killed...
So the hound worked to keep his mind blank, staring around the room like an idiot, glancing out the window and the like, waiting for the tie to break. However, he found himself almost too good at nothing thinking, to the point that he didn't notice the ties was broken and that he was free to go. In fact, it took him almost three minutes after the mating was complete before he realized he was free, too lost in his blissful oblivion.
When he realized he was sitting on the floor, the ambiance in the room became more awkward than desperate, which it had been before, and the massive beast stood silently, pondering for just a moment as to whether or not he should stay an chat. But that moment ended as quickly as it began, when a scientist opened the door. She only had time to gasp loudly before the hound tore out her throat, his pure hatred of humans breaking through the peace his mind had previously been in. Without so much as a furious growl, the crimson beast took off down the street, back the way he came...
((Sorry if that was a little quick. My dad is kinda rushing me...))
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Post by Sadae on Sept 9, 2006 23:47:09 GMT -5
(Fine with me a new rp could be started later with her escaping, considering that a stud and scientist was killed and the gaurd was almost killed. Night Riv.)
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