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Darkrage vs Carlos
« on: January 27, 2011, 09:07:52 PM »
This is a fight thread between Darkrage of Massacro vs Carlos of Errez over the lands currently claimed as Massacro.

This is a 1 on 1 fight. Each side may bring one supporter and witness to the fight.  This Supporter/Witness are only to watch and are not allowed to enter the fight at any time.

The marshland fight rules apply.  Please make sure you have read over all rules regarding posting requirements on length, spelling and grammar.  Please write your fight posts out as detailed and clear as possible.  At anytime an organizer may lock the thread if a complaint is made that requires the thread to be reread.  Unless an action by a fighter is deemed quite serious each SIDE/TEAM may be asked to make corrections to posts involving vague/hard to understand statements within the post, autos etc.  These are individually determined by one or more organizers.

Each individual has the right to edit their fight post any time within FIVE HOURS from the time they posted it.  Any editing of a post after five hours without the okay of an organizer is automatic loss.

A fight thread automatically ends when one character dies, when a thread has been up and active up to ten weeks, OR when one fighter on either side fails to post within a 10 days of the last RP post.

Special Terms:
-If Massacro wins then we will attempt to take Carlos prisoner.

This is CONSENT, meaning individuals may not maim and/or kill without permission, may the best fighter(s) win!

For organization purposes, this fight's Ten Week Limit ends on Apr 7th.

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #1 on: January 27, 2011, 09:10:27 PM »
[Continued from the challenge thread]

Her right eyes twitched with aggravation at the lack of acknowledgement from her question. This kid was here to challenge Beign and take Massacro from them; he had it in his head that this muscle head was in charge. The though made her laugh, he was only there because Flamedeath said he could be and she figured he had just about ran his course.  The bitch was back and she wasn't going anywhere for quite a while so the dumbasses that got comfortable without her better beware.

Whatever she was over all of it, the 'pretty' purple kid that stood before her and the meathead to her side, all of it was crap.  For a moment she expected the rage to build within her, to feel the deep need to tear into his flesh and eat his soul but the anger never came. The blinding madness that she once felt was still leaving her feeling agitated, board and slightly at loss. It seemed the beast could care less about the two 'brutes' that stood in her presents, they were nothing, Massacro was nothing and she could care less what happened to the both of them.

eff it all. Without warning the massive alpha would lunge forward hurtling herself at the purple pup. Teeth would attempt to grab a hold of the back of the head just behind the left ear, aiming for the top layer of flesh. Once/if fangs met flesh they would try to latch on, holding on as back end slung a bit to the left and away from the other wolf's  fangs now positioning them at almost a right angle. From here she would attempt to gnaw and worry the flesh for mere seconds before attempting to shake her head and pull back trying to tear the hunk of flesh from the rest of the body. If all went well the flesh from in and around her grasp would be mangled and bleeding, a mouthful of flesh and fur missing from the base of the head as pain became very apparent to the opposing hopeful.

It mattered little to her that they stood on her borders and were in the middle of everything with everyone's eyes on them. If Massacro got in her way she would blow them over and have their eyes for snacks, damn bitches they should have ate his nuts off by now.  To hell with these 'fighting arenas' and the 'etiquette' of it all, if he was going to die she might as well kill him here. Actually on second though her heart wasn't in killing him today so taking him as a pet might suffice for the moment...either way it didn't matter to her.
« Last Edit: January 27, 2011, 09:14:21 PM by Ða?krage »

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #2 on: January 28, 2011, 12:18:29 AM »
men of five, still alive through the raging glow.



Although the one that proclaimed himself as alpha of Massacro stood before him, there seemed to be disruption in the facts presented to Carlos; another wolf, this one female and marked with fire, strode forward and announced herself rather brashly as alpha of 'this hell hole' - one more reason the young boy felt confident of taking Massacro down. Confused, he looked to the gray man, Beign, as if for clarification, but none was given. No one from Massacro's side seemed to say anything at all, almost.. frozen, as if shocked. Who was the alpha here, then, and why was there such debate between the woman of fire and the man of gray over the title? Reluctantly, the boy allowed this question to slip from his mind. There were more important things to focus on, more significant matters at hand that needed to be dealt with. The woman's question over eating another went unheeded, for it did not matter to Carlos whether her words were a threat, an actual question, or a simple, mindless statement.

She seemed preoccupied with letting the world know she was alpha here, and where others might have taken this opportunity to relax before the fight, Carlos's nerves were on edge, on fire. He was edgy, and for good reason; fights had never been something that he had enjoyed, but alas, such things were necessary. Her waited, muscles tense, sky blue eyes observing the dark woman carefully, scrutinizing her. Basically the young Phoenix was sizing her up as an opponent - apparently, since the supposed alpha was either too cowardly to correct this dark wolf, she would be the one that Carlos fought.

When the woman took off, the young Errez king analyzed her movements with quick calculation; as she lunged at him, Carlos would jump nimbly to the right and pivot swiftly, and as the woman's jaws closed around only air, the purple king would attempt to snatch the woman's neck, the area on the left side of her neck directly between the shoulder and the jaw bone, between his teeth, where he would bite down and worry the flesh there in hopes of causing the woman immense discomfort by splitting the skin there and causing her to bleed. If this succeeded and the purple king tasted blood, Carlos would release the skin but immediately dart in again, this time aiming to snatch the woman's muzzle between his own, so that her nose stuck out from the left side of his mouth; if that worked her would bite down with increasing pressure in attempts to damage her nasal cavity and possibly cause a few bones within her muzzle to shatter or fracture.

If the woman avoided his first attack, he would jump backwards and then rush in again, still aiming for his second attack. If she dodge this, he would simply jump back and prepare himself for whatever attack she attempted to land upon him. The dark woman did not fear him, nor did he fear her, and perhaps that led to an immediate clash; whatever the case may have been, Carlos was ready, and he would fight for Errez until all of the strength drained from him and the angels came to free him from the worldly pains forever. For Errez.

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #3 on: January 31, 2011, 11:50:00 AM »
A part of him felt that he had no right to be here, to witness this challenge and support his brother. He had failed, he had let Errez down. Some fumble, some mistake... his mind worried that challenge, his thoughts constantly circled it, analyzing, trying to pinpoint the exact moment he'd gone wrong, the exact misstep that had caused him to lose. He'd yet to find his mistake, he'd yet to figure out just what had caused him to mess up, and so he hadn't shown his face, had all but disappeared from the face of the earth, too ashamed to be present among Errez, too ashamed to announce that they had lost what Carlos had so bravely won for them.

But his twin, the Phoenix, was stepping up once again. Carlos would not let them fail, he would not allow them to fall two steps back when they had barely just taken one step forward. And Rafael... He would not allow his brother, his twin, to go unsupported. Others might have clambored for the chance to watch their Alpha fight this battle, but Rafael would be the one to step up, to become present at this battlefield.

Raf found himself seated several feet away from the two fighters. He did not pay any mind to whether or not the fire-marked female had supporters; his focus was on the battle, and that alone. When the first attack was launched, when his beloved other half was put in danger, the barest of twitches would betray Raf's wish to join in on the fight, to protect his twin, to defend him. But such was not the law; he was not meant to intervene, merely carry witness for the events.

But at some point, he feared he might be called to take action. All his confidence was placed in the fact that Carlos would win; he could not, and would not, doubt his co-Alpha. But if, by some slip-up, some unexplainable mistake so similar to his own, Carlos were to lose... Raf would not allow him to be taken prisoner. He would fight, he would protect, and silently he pledged to his fighting brother, that by the very life within him, Carlos would return to their family, no matter the outcome of the battle.

[OOC]Just here as a witness~.[/OOC]

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #4 on: February 03, 2011, 06:24:44 PM »
He dodged, go figure. Obviously he would see her coming like that, he would just know by some inner force that she would attack and he would get out of the way. It always seemed to happen like that, every damn time she was challenged the first move would be dodged just in time so fangs would not make landfall. Yeah.....it got old. This was the same old dance she walked away from so long ago, the same steps driven by the same music in the same manner. Nothing new, nothing exciting just that monotone droll noise that kept them moving, it was mind numbing.

Step 1...2....3

He lunged to counter her move, attempting to clamp his fangs on her neck and of course she would not allow that. What kind of lady did he take her for; she was no tramp that allowed some strange man get so close on the first date.....during the first dance. Thick paws slammed into the ground and she shoved her mass from his. He went for her left so she moved to the right; it was just one of the simple steps that added up to form this insipid dance. She would miss his fangs all together and he would get a taste of nothing but Massacronian air. So tainted, and putrid.

And 1...2....3

My turn to lead now little man. His attack missed and he jumped back before heading at her once more but this time she would meet him.  He was aiming for her face now but that mattered not for the moment he sprang for her she rushed at him. A head on waiting to happen...a sick game of chicken or a quick do-si-do. He was hoping to clash with her muzzle and if she had a guess she would say he would want to do it while avoiding her fangs. No chance.

And 1...2....3

The alpha's head twisted to the side just as she shifted to her right by just a few inches allowing her to avoid his fangs for the most part as they grazed her cheek. He broke the skin....how exciting. Whatever. It was barely a flesh wound causing just a few drops of blood but it was there, the sting was there and she waited for the excitement to build and consume her but it never came. Disappointment at her own lacking pleasure urged her forward as her fangs attempted to slam into his face, hoping to catch a mouthful of skin just under his eye consisting fully of tender flesh and cheek, and if she was lucky hooking some lip in there as well. If the attack went through then jaws would slam shut with a vice like grip before she would try and rip her head away, hopefully taking a hunk of bleeding wolf meat with her.

And turn 1...2...3

Hit or miss she would jump back a little while slinging her rear around before going at it again. Powerful legs would propel her forward once more, jaws once again opening to show dampened fangs yet no snarls or 'roars' came from her thick throat. She would aim for his elbow hoping for her jaws to wrap around it before slamming shut with a bone crushing bite.  If jaws landed on target then she would attempt to worry them, dig them in deep as she scrapped the bone. Ears would hope to hear a crunch, pop or snap as fangs did the work. Without warning, head would try to turn and rip to the front of Carlos in attempt to twist and pop the joint before tearing downwards. If all this seceded then he would be without use of this leg for the rest of the fight and quite possibly his life, pain would assault him and she would give him her famous twisted smile.

This would likely not happen though, that just the way the dance went. Always the same.


And 1...2....3
« Last Edit: February 03, 2011, 06:31:08 PM by Ða?krage »

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #5 on: February 06, 2011, 12:58:09 AM »
time marches on, for whom the bell tolls.


They moved in a rough dance that millions had danced before them, and would dance long after their bones were but dust; animosity seemed to feed all of the races upon the earth, and perhaps there were many reasons behind each calculated move and each frothing jaw, but none were so common as the need to prove dominance. He had observed birds in the midst of aerial battle in the heat of the season of amor, simply trying to knock down all of the other suitors in the endless attempt to have their bloodlines prevail and to find love in some blushing maiden. He had seen mighty bears acting as rams do, slamming their heads together in fury, slashing with powerful precision in order to possess the greatest fishing location in the river. It all came down to a very basic need, and that was the need to prevail, to be dominant in the face of those around you.

Power was a very addicting drug.

As his first attack was launched, so did the fire-marked woman avoid his grasp, sidling to the right away from his anxious jaws which closed upon nothing but air. Disappointing, but it was only the very first attack given from his side of the battle field; there were sure to be plenty of attacks that hit to supplement his first miss. Carlos's second attack was only slightly avoided, much to his appreciation - pleasure was not the word, for while he did choose to fight, he chose it as a last resort; he felt no pleasure in what he was doing, being the diplomatic sort that he was - and as he felt his teeth connect with the woman's cheek, he would do his best to push inward and hopefully deepen the cut by force alone from his charge. As the woman tried to seize his own cheek in her jaws, he would duck, but hesitating had always been a vice of his; her fangs caught him behind his right eye in the temple area, splitting the skin there nearly up to his ear before he was able to fully duck. The stinging there was unfortunate and worrisome, but nothing that would truly wreck his ability to battle.

The woman would then jump back, but Carlos was right at her, pursuing her in the relentless spirit of someone fighting for something they truly cared for. As she jumped back and then charged, Carlos would be only a distance of five or six feet from the woman due to his pursuance, and he would rush forward to meet her. The woman aimed a bite at Carlos's elbow, which he knew would be disastrous; he nimble avoided this by shifting to the right and then tilting slightly, planting his right paws on the ground and pushing off in attempts to ram into the woman while simultaneously aiming to seize her left foreleg in his jaws. The momentum from his shove combined with the bite would allow Carlos to slash the skin of the woman's right foreleg open as he went forward, and then as he drew back, dig in even deeper (if successful, that is). Should his shove miss, he would slam his left paws onto the ground and bound back away from her; if his shove hit and his bite missed, Carlos would aim then for whatever piece of flesh was closest - likely a shoulder, or her side or neck - and try to close his jaws around the flesh, shake and worry it and make her bleed. If his bite landed, he would close jaws tight and grind his jaws back and forth, hoping to cause the woman enough pain to possibly hinder her during the fight.

If nothing landed, which would be.. miraculous, the Errez king would surge away from the dark woman in hopes of dodging any counterattacks and gaining a moment to compose and calculate his next attack. He had doubts that such opportunities would present themselves, but there was always hope that the dark woman would give up on a nation that apparently held another as its alpha and had lost faith in her in her absence - he had to wonder why she left, but now was hardly the time for such irrelevant matters.

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #6 on: February 06, 2011, 01:08:33 AM »
Totally forgot this in my post, but if you could be more specific as to which side that Darkrage is attacking from here on out, I would really appreciate it!

If anything is confusing in my post, just let me know~



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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #7 on: February 15, 2011, 04:26:21 AM »
[[Sorry about that, I must have over looked the lack of direction. I'll try not to let it happen again]]

Finally there was blood, torn flesh and true violence. Fangs didn't meet their mark but the alternative wasn't that bad in her opinion.  A split in the face just off from the top of the head, a wound that should bleed for a while and cause some annoyance from the pain, yes this was acceptable. Then, at last, there was a bit of a smile. The coals were starting to smolder, a warm heat beginning in her belly, this was the start of her madness. Whether the flicker would ignite an inferno was left to be discovered and she for one was excited to find out.

 The leading female jumped away with the youngster right on her heals and when she pivoted to attack his elbow he was there in her face rushing her. Quick thinking and honed reflexes allowed her to react in a flutter of a heart beat. As his jaws opened and aimed for her left front leg he propelled himself forward in an attempt to ram into her, a slight shift to her right and a bit of bracing readied her for the slam while keeping his attack from hitting her dead on. The ram wouldn't do much given his size and the fact she shifted to throw him off, a slight balance problem fixed easily with a rearrangement of her left paw. His jaws would make fall on her leg left leg just above her new top scar, splitting the flesh and flesh alone, the gash would be about three inches long and bleed to a reasonable extent. The coals were burning brighter now, glowing red with life as the sting and smell of her own blood began to excite her.

Her attack would come now; as he drew closer to the leviathan jaws would shift their target from the elbow to the crook of the shoulder where shoulder met neck. The assault would be simple, try to catch the flesh, snap shut and hold as thick paws slammed into the ground and shot her to the right. The point was to try and take the flesh that was hopefully between her jaws with her as she went while simultaneously getting out of his reach. If she planned it just right his attempt to slam into her would only help her fangs sink into deeper into his flesh and cause that much more damage.

That's not all ladies and gentlemen. Moving away was just the start, as quickly as possible the lady alpha would pivot again to face him, head on or otherwise. Her previous attack didn't matter in comparison to this one, hit or miss the bitch would continue on her way.  Paws would slam into the ground and she tried to circle around behind him, once more jaws would open and aim but this time for the flank. A surge of power would carry her toward him, on the left side, jaws would open wide as she got closer when just in the last second her body would jerk toward his rear end and jaws would attempt to close around the tail. She hoped to catch the appendage somewhere between the base and middle, wanting to wrap jaws completely around it and hold. The longer she held the tighter her grip would become, in the long run she hoped to take the damn thing off but for now just getting it within her grasp would be enough.

If you're looking for me to just get up and walk away little man you've got another thing coming, I'll fight and die for this damn craphole. You don't know the story and honestly you're too young to understand, young and dumb. Appearances can be deceiving and this was no exception, these lands are my flesh, these waters my blood and those wolves my soul. My skin is scarred, my blood is pure and leaking and my soul may be confused but it is strong and steady....life happens....crap happens.


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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #8 on: February 23, 2011, 03:19:50 PM »
((http://dires.org/index.php?topic=26980.0

Can we get an extension on this?))

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #9 on: February 25, 2011, 02:48:26 AM »
Darkrage has graciously informed me that she is fine with allowing a 3 day extension to the original deadline. Since it's been acknowledged that Fortune will temporarily play Carlos while Hayley is without internet, that should be plenty of time. The deadline is now Feb 28th from the exact time of the original post. Thank you for informing us of the situation. If anyone has further questions, feel free to pm me.

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #10 on: February 27, 2011, 01:57:24 AM »
His teeth tore through flesh, and as he realized that he held onto nothing more, he ducked away. A sharp sting in his shoulder told him that her teeth had raked him, tearing a short strip asunder as they both aimed to get away from the other. So it boiled down to this? Scratch for scratch, flesh wound for flesh wound. He did not enjoy this fight in the way that she did, but he all the same felt the intense desire to win. He had to win. Family weighed on him as well as pushing forward his spirit.

The dark lady failed to understand the synergy between Carlos and his twin.

While he had only caught brief glimpses of Rafael, Carlos felt a surge of energy simply knowing that his twin was there. Perhaps his opponent fought for land—he fought for more. At that moment he fought for Rafael, and everything his other half represented. He might bleed. He might ache. He might fall. But he would rise again. HE WOULD ALWAYS RISE AGAIN.

From the fire.

The fire.

FIRE.

His eyes searched wildly for her as she danced away, fire in her eyes. If she looked, she might see the same burning from his own. The moment seemed to take on an ethereal quality as his soul intertwined with his twin. In that moment, however brief, time seemed to slow down. His heart thrummed against his chest, jaws parting slightly as she pivoted around him. The dance was changing, and it was time to change tactics.

He'd spent enough time chasing shadows in the forest to know that quarry wasn't usually landed in rushes. Even a boy could fell a titan if he knew the right steps... all the right steps...

As she dove for his left flank, he turned in a semi-circle to the right, inadvertently bringing his tail closer to her hair-trigger redirection. Yet, he moved with such swiftness in the conviction of his attack that a mouthful of fur would be all she received, torn from him in a painful but hardly memorable second in time.

He moved with the fluid movements of the dancer, his eyes focused on the rear of his adversary. As she'd lunged for his flank and tail, he would whip around and dart in, attempting to sink his teeth into the tendons of her left hind leg. It was a quick strike, attempting to dig in and rip out. No crunching of bones, no worrying of wounds. Instead he aimed to snap the tense muscle. He knew what would follow if he'd succeeded—a painful sensation of the muscle ripping and rolling within the leg.

Continuing to dance behind her, he leapt again, this time diving for the tendons in her right hind leg, attempting to perform the same maneuver on the other leg. If one failed, at least the other might succeed—the end result would be the same.

Whether or not either of his strikes succeeded, he'd continue to pivot around, hopefully behind her at this point as her momentum carried her forward. If she had to spend time looking for him, he'd have more time to strike. More time to breathe.

Every second counted.

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #11 on: March 08, 2011, 09:46:47 PM »
[ I feel like I worded things kind of weird in this one so if it's confusing please let me know]]

Once more there was blood....and flesh, sweet tender flesh that only added fuel to the already growing fire. He was young and supple and tasted divine. Carlos my dear if all your blood tastes that sweet then the hounds of hell shall forever be nipping at you feet.  Peel back the flesh and watch them bleed, sickening, silky lumps of meat.


I'll let you live in your dream world son.....

                                                                      at least for the moment...


A dash and shuffle of paws lead them through steps in the dance that left but a mouthful of fluff protruding from fangs. Damn it. Smaller paws continued to dance as his body twirled and he attempted to snap, but once more just would fall short and find themselves empty just as hers had. He moved to get to her left legs so she would jump to the right, thick paws making landfall and shoving her just out of the way.

Repeat. A whirlwind of steps would bring him to trying to get to her right hind leg and once again he would fall short of flesh but this time end up with a few hairs from her left hind leg as she moved away. A twist would bring her back into the game as she attempted to position herself at a right angle to the male on his right side. This fight was getting tiresome, boring and dull, sure some sparks of inner life were forming and sure part of her was enjoying this but it was time to get this crap over with.

No matter what angle she was allowed she would lunge again, jaws open wide as acidic eyes gleamed, this time for the neck, the right side. Fangs would hope to make fall just a few inches past the base of his head, if successful jaws would snap shut upon the soft flesh, mouth would water and then there would be drool. A mouth full of blood was what she was hoping for but either was jaws would want to tighten and head would attempt that vicious cycle of thrashing while trying to rip whatever was between her jaws to shreds. The leviathan would have aimed to get deep enough for fangs to scrape bone but if the initial bite wasn't enough (if she even got it) then jaws would open and attempt to surge forward, in a blink of an eye, to try and draw more in, then repeat once more. She wanted blood and pain, serious pain. She wanted him to hurt and cry, to mar his beautiful flesh while consuming all she could. If she had been successful in grabbing any flesh she would continue her pattern of attempting to rip it loose and go away with it.

Hit or miss her massive back paws would slam into the ground only to cause her to surge forward as head turned. Jaw would hope to slam down upon the base of his tender ear and snap shut. A quick clean bite that just wouldn't let go till she was damn good and ready. Her mass would hope to slam into his all at the same time, a combination of vice like jaws and body weight to attempt to keep him from going anywhere too quickly. The shove would be for nothing more than trying to knock him off balance and hopefully to the ground and, if she was lucky, knocking the breath out of him.

Lets speed this crap up.

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #12 on: March 18, 2011, 09:43:27 PM »
(Just a witness)

The sound of twigs and leaves crunched under the massive paws. The mud stuck between the massive toes and under the long sharp claws. The she-bear walked and stalked while she looked for her partner. Why does she always sneak off? Every time I turn around she's missing. When I find her I'm going to have to have a talk with her about this. Aggravate!

Aquene walked to the edge of a river and plopped down to take a break from searching for her alpha. She stared into the semi-murky water and watched the sun gleam off it. Perhaps I should have a quick snack before heading off again. As Aquene thought about it she got up and went over to the river and quickly caught herself a fish and got a drink.

As she ate her fish she heard rustling on the other side of some nearby trees, it sounded like a scuffle of sorts. Being of the inquisitive type Aquene turned and stalked over to the noises she heard. Lo and behold there was her alpha; Darkrage was fighting someone once again.
Why is she always fighting someone?!

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #13 on: March 19, 2011, 02:00:30 PM »
((Probably a quick post because I'm feeling ill, if I need to elaborate on anything please let me know.))

A quick swing around saved Darkrage's heels, if only by centimeters. Frustration set in as he found himself face to face with her again, though his mind and feet remained quick as she angled into him once more. He moved quickly, avoiding her lunge at his neck narrowly, her hot sticky breath prickling against his skin.

Her head turned, almost deflected, and he felt searing pain in his right ear as half of it was caught and easily punctured by her worrying grasp. Yet, not a peep or gasp from him, no scream or bellow of rage. He felt pain, but anger was absent. It was a strange feeling, but he had no thought to spare for it. Instinct kicked in fiercely, the thin membrane of his ear bleeding little and bending easily in her grasp as he twisted his head around, fangs snapping, aiming for his prize—her jowls and lower jaw, in such close proximity, would be easily grasped if she didn't move.

If he succeeded, he'd shake his hold, widening the holes and perhaps even ripping his ear, but also tearing and lacerating her face. When the shove came, he'd hold fast, either pulling her down with his momentum or being held by her save for a stumble, unless his fangs tore straight through her flesh.

If she chose to let him go before he grabbed hold of her, he'd use that moment of jerked-back reflexes to dive for her throat. She chose to bring him back into close proximity to her most vital life source, and if she attempted to get away from him he'd use the precious seconds where she lingered too close to attempted to fasten hard onto the fur and skin on her neck.

He didn't desire her death, but he would do what it took to win—if she bled to the point where she forfeited, all the better.

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Re: Darkrage vs Carlos
« Reply #14 on: March 20, 2011, 12:00:26 AM »
Sorry, its been a struggle to follow these fight threads just by phone but I have been informed that Carlos' post is in fact passed the 10 day deadline.

Therefore I declare Massacro the winner of this fight and their grace period to start now. Due to special terms listed in the starting post, I will have a MO start a thread in Massacro involving the attempt to capture Carlos. The participants of the thread can only be Darkrage, Queen Aquene (damn phone T9 feature), Carlos, and Rafael due to witness posts.

If you have any questions or concerns please feel free to I'm a Marshland Organizer. Thank you.
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