Lord Of The Flames(Void vs. Keiran)

[>>|Comanche|<<]

Alright. You all can make pretty much as many posts as you want. No powerplaying. You can only avoid 3 attacks. All others must wound you. When wounded, act like it! If you have been hit in the leg, you aren't going to jump 10 feet in the air and crash down on the other player! And make it gory. We all like gory. One of the admins will decide the winner, or we will have a poll.

Let the battle begin!

[rebel]

(( ooo, gory! yay!))

Ebonite vagabond treaded carefully 'pon the sandy shore of Osia Isle, the lands of battle. Auburn seekers were wild and adrenaline pumped through his alabaster bod.

I come from the past
I eat the night
I knew you when you were young.
I tell you my story
But I sleep with a gun

Feathered pinions moved with grace as the traveled over the sandy topo. Mug was opened and scream was emitted into the humid air surrounding the equine. Void screamed again, digging an ebon flint into the sand. Visage was held proudly to the sky and nape was arched elegantly.

[Keiran]

The sun was high within the azure skies, small winds danced across the shore, carrying the smell of salt from the lapis ocean. Waves curled, and crashed against the shore line with a low roar. Gulls called out as they circled above, their cries ringing through the isle. Upon the tip of the waves, danced an ivorn figurine, banner flowing like a silver river within the sunlight. Slender pillars sunk into the water, splashing the salted aqua onto his ivorn pelt. Nape remained arched, forelock split about Keiran's horn, cold, blue ooids were locked 'pon the ebon' figure of his challenger.

Moving from water to sand, damp pistons became filmed with sand, cracked peds cutting deeply into the ground. Finely crafted skull came close to broad, muscled chest, cold horn protruding from the middle of his skull. Pulling himself to a stop, dial rose, cool ooids washed over the masculines frame, and a cold grin pressed itself against chapped kissers. as the grin grew, pointed fangs protruded from the stags lips, and gleamed in the light that fled from the sun.

Ah, I see you have come...You are very brave my foe.

The last of his vocals seemed to drip from his tongue, poisoning the air and creating silence. Only the roar of the waves was audible, the gulls stirred no more. Thorns crumbled 'pon snow capped skull and pupils contracted. A roaring breath shot from his zephyrs as fore pinions rose from the earth and struck violently within the air, silvery banner dancing 'pon the winds, whipcord striking Keiran's haunches before he thundered back to the ground, and began to circle the ebonite stag in large circles.

He had to think, think fast, hit first and make his challenge hurt. But where should he hit? where is the black beast most voulnerable? There! The thought peirced his mind as an arrow would the delicate skin of a doe in the heat of a hunt. With a flash of incisors and unimaginable speed, Keiran lunged, aiming for the top of Void's boa where he would hang on as long as he could...

(*meep* sorry it took so long - heh - been sick and loaded with work -.-)

[rebel]

- your a unicorn? aw, no fair! i didn't know that! O.o poor ol' void is dead -

Maybe Your A Joker

Void saw the equid charching towards him and reared up, lashing out with with ebon pistons. They were crying when their song left, all younge men must go. The impact of the hit was enough to send Void hurtling to the ground. Void could feel blood trickling down his flank, but the cut was minor. The brute raised his physic from the beige geo, oids wild with rage. Void tossed 'is dial, banners flying wildly and adrenaline pumped through his ebon bod. Void let out a scream then charged at the unicorn while he was still winded from the assult. They've come so far to find no hope, they're never going home.

- fixed but it's really bad because this is only the second fight i've ever been in O.o -

Maybe You Deserve To Die

[>>|Comanche|<<]

(No, you didn't move out of the way, and you fell down, which would mean minor cuts and bruises.

Dodges Left:

Keiran: 3
Void: 3

And don't give up! Comanche isn't a unicorn and he does fine.)

[Keiran]

- wait, lol, should i wai until u fix the post? or... @.@ me confuzzled... hehe

[Keiran]

bump?

[>>|Comanche|<<]

(He already fixed it. You need to post.)

[Keiran]

(oops XP - sry, didn't see the fix ^^ heh)

Limbs buckled, and soon a powerful force threw Keiran back as he jumped away from the ebony beast, he couldn't afford to be close to his foe...hits could be more dramatic if in Void's striking zone. As the hueless beast landed, finely crafted cerebrum bobbed, throwing the silver banner about his muscular neck. Iridescent pelt lightly shimmered as sweat started to film Keiran's muscled frame. Nostrils dilated, drawing in the salty air that lingered about the tan beach. Peds danced in the hot sand, sinking and vanishing from sight, before reappearing as another came into view. A sharp roar tainted the air, as a harsh breath escaped from quivering nares.

Iced azure ooids rolled within their sockets. Pupils contracted at the sight of the large, onyx stag that was charging him. He was coming fast, there was little time to think. Time slowed, the pounding of heavy hooves 'pon the sand rang through curved auds. No time was left, Keiran couldn't react fast enough...just take the hit, withstand it...don't move so he hits a weaker area. Embedding scythes into the blond sand, Keiran curved his crest, silver banner shimmering as it cascaded down serpentine, ropes of muscle that lined his body tensed, he was ready for impact...waiting...forever.

It all came at once, he was two feet away and then time sped up, the black demon slammed into Keiran, his cry dripped like poison into his auds, and the beating of his ebon' organ soon drowned out every single sound, ranging from the crashing of the waves to his own breath. Stumbling sideways several steps, serpentine unraveled and maw brushed the sand. Standing there for only a moment, heavy breaths escaped nares, blowing the grains in every directions.

Quickly, Keiran threw jagged skull into the air, ooids lit with deep flames. Rising onto strong hind pistons, the hueless phantom pivoted about, splintered talons driving back into the sand, making it fly. With a flash, dial turned and incisors quickly fled from beneath chapped librums. With precise aim, Keiran lunged for Void's jugular. Only hope that he would land this attack.

(Ugh, it looks so short...I need to get muh muse back -.-)

[Keiran]

Hello? Ish anyone gonna reply??

[>>|Comanche|<<]

If Void doesn't reply by Friday you win by default.

[Keiran]

I guess I win? awww....I was really lookin' forward to this fight too.

[Midnight Dancer]

;-; You're right. It'd have been fun to read. x(

But anyways, you are now the winner! Congratulations, you are now teh LORD OF FIRE. ^O^ You may post i n the threads created in Brogan Meadow now, and I'll go off and edit your position and stuffs.. xD