Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: ...
"Well... Whatever... I put m'things down at your camp, I have to go back anyway. Might as well spend th'night, aye?"
She gave him a small but sincere smile.
Posted on 2009-05-22 at 04:32:14.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Uhm
She sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Honestly, s'this all you think 'bout? Women and havin' your way with 'em?"
She shook her head.
"I suppose you have a point 'bout savin' the cities... But, I'm not 'bout ta risk my neck savin' people who I'll never lay eyes on again..."
She rubbed her neck thoughtfully.
Posted on 2009-05-22 at 04:25:16.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: ...
She chuckled.
"Not in the slightest, sorry, mate. Relationships don't interest me. I just wanted to make a rebuttal."
She got up and began to walk in circles around the stump.
"I don't see why any of you would risk your lives, though. I spend my time lookin' after number one."
She jabbed her thumbs at herself once more.
Posted on 2009-05-22 at 04:18:05.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Hey!
"Hicks, are we?" She glared at him.
"You seemed awfully eager to get friendly with THIS hick."
She jabbed both her thumbs at herself.
Posted on 2009-05-22 at 04:12:11.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Oh. Wow.
She was silent for awhile.
"That's some heavy stuff. I've made it a habit to avoid the inner parts... I've made a habit of remaining in the outer rim. Less of a population."
She paused, at a loss of what to say next.
"So, you're going to risk death because of an attractive elf?"
Posted on 2009-05-22 at 04:00:55.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: ...
She nodded as he talked, snickering a bit at his perverse scheming.
"Right, so, what's this about a demon king? She got a vendetta 'gainst him or somethin'? Y'all out to destroy him and his eeeevil overlord-ness?"
She raised her arms and wiggled her fingers at him like a ghost.
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 23:46:31.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: I'm actually not, really. lol
Her pointy ears twitched again, and she pouted her lower lip.
"I'm sure ya will... you're used ta havin' women at your beck'n'call, aye?" She chuckled in an exasperated sort of way. "Y'best just get used to the occasional failure."
She sat cross-legged in front of him on the forest floor, and played with a weed she picked.
"Y'know, you never told me what y'all are doin' out here either." She raised her eyebrows expectantly.
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 05:14:41.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Ah!
Her hair stood slightly on end, and she made a painful-looking morph back into a human, fully clothed by some lucky loophole.
"I'd suggest you don't touch me."
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 04:57:46.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: ... Or not.
Her tail abruptly halted in its sardonic wagging, and she seemed to glare at him.
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 04:54:34.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Oh wow. A change already.
The she-wolf sat on her haunches and wagged her tail lazily, almost sarcastically, and panted, her tounge lolling out.
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 04:52:09.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Lol.
She wandered into the camp and set down her things in a secluded spot. She could sense the demoness' fury radiating from one of the tents, and decided she'd best not stay and provoke it just yet. She wandered back through the forest, sniffing out the lonely pervert, until she came upon the rather pathetic sight of him sitting on a stump.
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 04:48:41.
Edited on 2009-05-21 at 04:49:50 by [East.Jesus.Nothing]
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: :D
"Contrary to whatcha might think, I prefer th'ground. I can smellit from here, so..." She tossed the apple core away.
"I'll be seein' ya."
With a few cracks like breaking bone and jerking movements, she steadily underwent the transformation into a wolf, and trotted off in the direction of the camp.
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 04:14:04.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: There's colour everywhere...
Her smiles were mostly made of incredulity, but she found that a cat fight, as ridiculous as the supposed cause would be, would humour her as well. She liked a good fight.
"I warn ya, when I'm n'a fight, there're no holds barred. But whatever, I jus'hate sleepin' in trees. I'll come."
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 02:41:51.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Lol
"Well, good luck to ya, then," She saluted him with two fingers. "Best hurry, s'late, aye?"
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 00:22:31.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Aww! Lookit the faaace!
She glared at him.
"I thought you were having too much fun with your lassie, aye? I ought not interrupt." She gave him a nasty grin, like she had not at all done this out of kindness.
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 00:16:43.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Why is your subject always "Well"?
She nodded at him. "You as well."
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 00:11:02.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Oh dear, that's what she said.
She rolled her eyes and replied, "If you must know, I'm a Ranger... I just like wandering. Alone. And..." She paused, not sure if her name was the proper thing to reveal, but sighed.
"I'm Rajani."
Posted on 2009-05-21 at 00:05:11.
Edited on 2009-05-21 at 00:05:36 by [East.Jesus.Nothing]
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: ...
Her ears twitched, a frown furrowing her forehead. This was precisely why she didn't like other people. They just couldn't nose out, even when they knew they weren't welcome.
"Only if you're the one digging the hole."
Posted on 2009-05-20 at 23:59:57.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Morning edits, lawl.
She looked at her feet as she walked, as usual, and in a tone one might use to attempt to persuade a toddler that two plus two was indeed four, she answered:
"I come from my mother, and I'm headed to the grave."
Posted on 2009-05-20 at 23:42:16.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Bah...
She had caught it, leaning back and almost falling to do so. She had thoughts that told her to run while she still had the chance, but she followed a few feet behind him anyway.
"S'fine. S'just an apple."
Her Irish-like accent was more prominent in her weariness. She tried to keep her temper under wraps. She could leave before dawn and no one would be the wiser.
Posted on 2009-05-20 at 05:53:50.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Yeah.
She thought for a moment, and noticed he'd knocked her apple into the dirt when he'd grabbed her. He was losing points fast in this game. But, it would save her from a night of sleeping in trees, so...
"...Fine. Try anything, anything at all, and I can't promise you'll live to see the dawn."
Posted on 2009-05-20 at 05:46:09.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Oh god, this is creepy.
Rajani's face was beginning to be tinged with red.
"I have no use for men, or anyone, for that matter. Leave me be."
She began to back away slowly.
Posted on 2009-05-20 at 05:40:40.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Fail.
She turned quickly and growled, crouching and baring her fangs. Her free hand grasped one of the two scimitars, ready to fling it out at a moment's notice.
"You have no business with me... Stay away..."
Posted on 2009-05-20 at 05:34:58.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell
Subject: Allo!
Rajani wandered her way through the woods with conditioned care, eating her green apple almost silently. She hummed her favourite songs as she walked. After a time, she saw light to her left, and heard two voices not too far off, even by her acute hearing. She took a long whiff of the air in their direction, and deciding it smelled like trouble to her, she walked on by, humming again.
Posted on 2009-05-20 at 05:24:47.
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Topic: From the Pits of Hell Recruitment
Subject: Allo!
Name: Rajani
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Race: Werewolf
Class: Ranger
Personality: Total smartass. Tries also to be badass, usually fails because she's stuck in the 7 year old mindset. She's pretty childish and clumsy, very seldom serious. But behind the laughable mood, she has no morals. She speaks her mind and does what she wants, whatever it may be.
Appearance: Very messy short hair, blonde from sun exposure, which has also tanned her skin to a light bronze. Short (say, 5'3" or so) and lean. Her eye colour varies with her mood, but are mostly a misty gray. Wears a very worn sleeveless jade green tunic with a brown leather belt cinching the waist with pouches on it. Under the tunic she wears equally worn brown leather shorts. Rarely wears shoes. Wears a matching cloak in bad weather. Has brown fingerless leather gloves as well, plus an eyepatch over her left eye, and a thin scar can be seen running vertically down her cheek to her jaw from under it. Her ears in human form are slightly pointed, and has small fangs and claws. Wears a large pair of scimitars strapped across her back. When in wolf form, the patched eye appears milky, as if blind. Her hair as a wolf is brown, eyes green, and is about the size of a Great Dane.
Likes: Solitude, animals, nature, books, a good fight.
Dislikes: Other people (especially other women), bad weather, stupidity.
Fears: Death, losing a fight, bad weather, crowds.
Past: Pretty normal. Raised on an isolated farm by parents who weren't hers, left at 10 years old to wander the world by herself. She doesn't know why she didn't have a real family.
Other: Acts very masculine (careless, laid back, etc.).
Posted on 2009-05-20 at 05:09:05.
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