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Post by Thorn on May 2, 2009 16:37:38 GMT -5
Death Bringer bared his teeth, “If you won’t go with me then bare my WRATH!!” (Here's his form)  With that his coat turn a blackish grey and he shut his eyes embracing the pain, wings shot from his side sharp razored tips begging for blood. A single horn shot from his head and he reared screaming with pain, when he opened his eyes they were no longer black, but a green with a thin slit of black in them. “I AM DEATH BRINGER, BEG FOR MERCY OR DIE!!” He wasn’t really gonna kill her. |
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 2, 2009 16:45:16 GMT -5
She stared at him unflinching. "Heh. Maybe I would be scared if it was worse than before..." She would never beg for mercy. "If you're looking for a fight, then bring it!" She charged at him, forcing the wind in front of her to sharpen into a blade that could cut anything.
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Post by Thorn on May 2, 2009 16:50:25 GMT -5
He spun out of the way and back winged her with his wing, the blade of the wing missed her by inches, “Nice try.” He said a low growl in his throat.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 2, 2009 16:55:01 GMT -5
She felt the wing fly over her head, then a plan developed in her head. She knew she would not kill the stallion, but he had to prove to her his worth before she would do anything. She came at him again in a frontal attack, preparing another unseen strike. She loved her ability, it was fatal, and invisible, you could never see it coming. And it fit her personality perfectly, more than she let others know.
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Post by Thorn on May 3, 2009 21:27:09 GMT -5
He flapped his wings with much force, blasting air at her, he came down with a deadly swoop on to her, razor tips ready for flesh, and he looked so intent. Wanting this mare, craving her to join him.
(Do you know who it is?)
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 3, 2009 21:47:43 GMT -5
( who who is?)
"Wrong choice," she muttered when he blasted air at her. She took control of it in a moment, and she forced it back at him with even greater strength as he charged at her. She would not give in easily.
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Post by Thorn on May 4, 2009 15:03:49 GMT -5
(Never mind.)
He realized his mistake and corrected it, he brought his knifes down upon her back, but they were blocked, he knew he needed fire. He needed a wildfire, but knew he wouldn’t get one.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 4, 2009 15:08:28 GMT -5
(How would a wildfire help? they need oxygen, which she can take away)
She snickered at his attempt. "I wouldn't try that again if I were you..." If he flew again, she was prepared to remove the air from just around his wings so he couldn't hold himself up. Then she brought a windstorm around her, coiling so fast that the dust was whipped up and caught in the funnel. She just stood calmly in the center of a giant tornado.
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Post by Thorn on May 12, 2009 14:38:15 GMT -5
"Touche." He then made a barrier around the tornado and started to shrink it done to size. "How does that feel?"
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 12, 2009 14:55:38 GMT -5
She sighed, that was the best he could do? She removed the air entirely from around the outside of the barrier, and because of the low pressure, the barrier burst with a pop. She sent the invisible blades of wind at him quickly, hoping he would sense them and be able to dodge them.
(lol, his barrier is pretty weak cuz of the ones over the land, and school really DOES help with stuff like this cuz of the pressure)
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Post by Thorn on May 12, 2009 18:31:10 GMT -5
He stood there the quickly jumped sideways, “You are trouble.” He said and darted toward her then left then right and smack her with his wing. The razor edge slid toward her, he didn’t want to hurt her but he had no choice.
(He really isn’t much of a forcer, he cares to much for the mares.)
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 12, 2009 19:46:54 GMT -5
She felt the wing slide over her head, just missing it and cutting off a lock of her mane. That was close, she thought. The stallion was proving to be stronger than she thought, and she had already used up a lot of hr power. She felt the inevitable fatigue closing in around her, but she fought it off. She knew after this fight, she would probably have to sleep for three days straight to be back to normal strength. That was the one downside to her power. She would keep fighting until the fatigue claimed her entirely, as she was stubborn and didn't want to give in. She whipped the wind around their feet, throwing up a cloud of dust that masked all senses of vision and smell, and attacked. She had the upper hand now, because she relied on her ability to sense movement through the air vibrations so she knew right where he was. She appeared behind him and reared up, her front hooves covered in the violently moving wind as she slammed then down at his unprotected rump.
(I decided that the downside to her power is that if she even uses it like once, after a little while she will have to sleep for like 24 hours to be back to full power, but shes used it so much in this fight, so shell have to sleep like 72 hours straight)
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Post by Thorn on May 12, 2009 20:06:55 GMT -5
Satan bellowed as her front hooves hit his rump, he fell down in to a sitting position and then slammed all of his body weight in to her. Pushing as much force as he could.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 12, 2009 20:11:48 GMT -5
(um, if they hit him like that without him counteracting at all, the wind around them would slice through his rump lol. I guess Ill adjust her actions so they don't)
When she realized he really couldn't sense her and dodge, she quickly removed the wind so just the hard impact of her hooves hit his rump. She felt his overwhelming weight on top of her, but she was too weak to force him off. She had passed her limit, and already her vision was blurring. The edges of black crept around her line of sight, overcoming everything in front of her until all she could see was nothingness. She felt herself slipping away into a deep sleep, and a small smile spread across her face as she passed out completely.
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Post by Thorn on May 12, 2009 20:45:37 GMT -5
He pulled her onto his back and carried her in to the focers land, though he struggled with her limp body he thought she was dead.
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