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Post by Grr on Sept 19, 2009 11:21:55 GMT -8
After the fight with Drusilla and Dameion, Rick was scared, tired, and alone. He was still in his animal form, the form he dispised so much. A rushling in a nearby bush startled him, and the beast was starting to awaken. Rick backed up, while he still had control.
((=Shrugs=))
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Post by Platinum on Sept 19, 2009 11:25:51 GMT -8
Illyria, although not Volturi, walked where ever she pleased because she believed thashe had the right to own it all anyways. It was all hers. Everything was hers. Hers to create. Her's to destroy.
She stopped infront of the beast and cocked her head.
"I have not seen of this brute before." She said in her monotone voice.
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Post by Grr on Sept 19, 2009 11:28:07 GMT -8
The beast took the vampire as another threat, Rick knew that he should run, but the beast took over. The beast roared and charged at her, snaping its jaws at her.
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Post by Platinum on Sept 19, 2009 15:56:00 GMT -8
Illyria was quick on her feet and dodged, though did not attack. This was just a game, after all. To her, it was. She did not care if this beast lived or died. At the moment she wanted to hurt something.
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Post by Grr on Sept 19, 2009 16:00:55 GMT -8
After the woman dodged the attack, the beast turned around as quick as it could and punched her to a large rock.
((Bleh.))
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Post by Platinum on Sept 19, 2009 16:18:31 GMT -8
The sound was a horrible grating one and Illyria impacted with the boulder.
Illyria stood back up.
"You truly are a foolish beast." She informed him. "I will kill you now."
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Post by Grr on Sept 19, 2009 16:28:24 GMT -8
The beast roared savagely. It appeared as if he dared her to try. The beast swung its massive tail at her.
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Post by Platinum on Sept 19, 2009 17:01:59 GMT -8
Illyria dodged again, and this time retailated by swinging her fist toward's it face, hoping to catch it in the eye or something. She hissed and held her nailed out like claws, looking almost like an upset cat.
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Post by Grr on Sept 19, 2009 17:06:00 GMT -8
The beast stumbled backwards because of the punch. It then clasped both of its hands togather, then rised it like a hammer. The beast swung down on the vampire with all its might.
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Post by Platinum on Sept 19, 2009 18:27:41 GMT -8
Illyria this time, was nearly nicked by the beast's large fists. She was looking for something sharp, a rock or a stick that she could snap a bit off of to stab the creature in the stomach with.
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Post by Grr on Sept 19, 2009 18:47:26 GMT -8
((Don't forget, the beast has that throat waddle thing.))
The beast roared again, and charged at her once more.
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Post by Platinum on Sept 19, 2009 19:05:09 GMT -8
Illyria did managed to find a starp, stone like thing. She planted her feet firmly on the ground and allowed the beast to impale himself as he ran towards her.
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Post by Grr on Sept 19, 2009 19:09:24 GMT -8
The didn't see this. It just ran right unto the sharp stone. The stone speared into the beasts shoulder. It roared in pain.
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Post by Platinum on Sept 23, 2009 14:33:07 GMT -8
Illyria ripped it out, which would cause the beat to bleed from the inside as well at the outside. She slashed at him again, hopping to cause it as much pain as possible.
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Post by Grr on Sept 23, 2009 15:45:53 GMT -8
The beast roared in pain once more. Now, it wraped its tail around the attacking vampire. It squeezed like a boa constricter, then it bit her head. It was trying to, literally, bite her head off.
((Can it? I ask because, well, the beast hasn't drawn any vampire blood yet. SO can it, then, thinking that it has won, Illyria would come back and kill it. You can be as cruel and graphic as you wish. ;p ))
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Post by Platinum on Sept 24, 2009 16:45:21 GMT -8
((Vampire's don't bleed, though. XD He can still think that he has won, though.))
Illyria screeched and clawed out at the beast, trying to land another blow on it.
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Post by Grr on Sept 24, 2009 17:01:30 GMT -8
The beast ignored the her attacks. It tightened its jaws more and more. Until, there was a loud crunch. The beast has biten her head off. It let go of the vampires body from its tail. And it tryed to shallow her head. It had a hard time, so eventually, it spat out her head. It was too hard to shallow.
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Post by Platinum on Sept 26, 2009 17:38:39 GMT -8
Illyria lay there, as if dead. She was hopping to trick the monster into turning it's back then attacking it.
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Post by Grr on Sept 26, 2009 17:42:49 GMT -8
The beast roared savagely in triumpth. It turned to walk away.
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Post by Platinum on Sept 27, 2009 10:58:40 GMT -8
Illyria quickly healed, and the woman jumped up, grabbing the spear she had used to impale it with before. With a savage screech she jumped up on it's back and stabbed the beast in the neck. As thick blood gushed out of the deep, thick wound it promised only a slow death. And Illyria wasn't done yet.
With another feral yell she jumped around and slashed open it's softer stomach area. Even more blood came from this wound. When ripping out the spear, white intestine clung to the woods and splattered against the ground. Had she been a werewolf she would have gladly lapped this up like an overfed house cat with milk. But she was a vampire. The ultimate race, in her view, vampire were as close to god as one could get.
In a gory madness, she mutilated the beast untill it looked like a bloodly pulp. Pink and white inards were strung everywhere, dripping off of her hands. She had bashed in it's skull and the brain matter and skull fragments had flown everywhere. Anything in a twelve foot radius was soaked in a honey thick cruor.
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