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Post by Feral on Feb 6, 2011 21:25:58 GMT -5
[/center] ”Peh.” Spit the arrogant one. This place, this horrid place, it was the stuff of legends. And he would destroy those legends, his hunger was insatiable. But it was useless, needless. If he had thumbs, he would have burnt the place down with a match! Alas, this was not meant to be. The green mutt looked aloft, watching the dumb, worthless, man made thing. Things that had no use, they should be destroyed. They were the monsters, not him. Anyway, if you couldn’t even eat it, it wasn't worth having around. Ah, though he did not want it. Neither did he want others to have it. The thing that was useless to him could be beneficial to others and the cannibal simply could not have that. Like Don Quixote to his windmill, the beast snarled at his enemy, an enemy which reached the heavens. The old, rotting ranger's watch tower was barricaded well enough. But it was still no more than a wood pile without a use. He glared at the towering form in the dark, trying to figure out what to do with it. His selfishness was overwhelming. If he couldn't have it, no one could.
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Post by Teffi on Feb 24, 2011 15:59:29 GMT -5
Angra Mainyu had been watching the green mutt for several minutes now and came to the conclusion that this fellow had some serious anger problems. Now, he seemed like quite the promising fellow in the physical portion of his character but what about everything else? How would he gain his obedience?
The white-faced hell hound stepped into view, which was behind a tree which was behind this interesting male. "Hmmm, seems like such a waste of our space, dont you think?" asked he as he cocked his head to the side. His large frame easily towered over his brighter colored counterpart as he spoke smoothly and non aggressively.[/size]
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