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Anubis

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02-22-2019, 08:44 PM (This post was last modified: 02-22-2019, 08:49 PM by Anubis.)

Black sheep, black sheep, have you any soul?

Finding these little mushrooms was better than finding endless riches. Psilocybin was exceedingly rare, but it was exactly what he needed today. The male carefully harvested a single one, knowing full well that it was all he needed. In this new land, he needed to know if the spirits approved of his decision to remain here before he truly settled. If they didn't approve, he would be forced to continue his journey across the world in search of a suitable locale to rest his bones. Far from the place where his mother had cast him out, and farther yet from the crowds that seemed to swarm in an habitable areas.

The tiny fungus rested on his tongue, carefully caged by ivory fangs. He would return here at a later date to collect more, once he had found a suitable place to make himself comfortable. A trade hub, and an altar to the dead. These were tantamount. Picking his way through the swamp, he sought out a reasonably dry place in which to ascend to the other realm and consult the spirits. Forcing the soul from the mortal coil was exceedingly difficult, and he rarely got far enough to truly consult. Only whispers and hints from the dead, more often than not. But they were good enough.

Settling between the widespread roots of a tree, the male sucked in a deep breath. He began to work the tiny brown mushroom between his back teeth, grinding it into mush. "qul li 'arwah la tahda, ghyr muqayadat waghayr muqayadat, huna walan; laqad aikhtarat alsahih, litastaqira fi hadha almajal?" he crooned, attention focused on something in the middle ground. The paste of the mushroom slipped down his throat, and he settled in to hear the spirits' reply.

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Cordelia

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Nephthys
02-23-2019, 02:49 AM (This post was last modified: 03-02-2019, 01:48 AM by Cordelia.)
Eyes of palest watery blue, like a creature who's spent it's life in perpetual shadow. The spider-witch seems to slither and oozes from one place of the swamp to another, skulking, slinking, leering, her cranium bobs erratically as if it's is too heavy for the thin long neck with protruding Adam's apple. Shifty eyes, carefully watchin ghe ghouls and spirits that seem to permanently surround her withim the swamps, reason why she had made this her unofficial home. Long and thin toes touch the earth, disturbing the snow in their wake, each toe like the tendril of a parasitic plant, reaching, searching.

Where are you?

I am here.

Me too. Me too. Me too.

Wheezes, whines, whimpers, voice like silk, as her incongruously large pads for the skinny legs with knobbly knees disappear like a shadow into the encroaching gloom of twilight.

A swirl of pink and lavender transfigured the sky as the perishing ball of light slowly sank below the horizon, leaving behind a sliver of dark orange. And yet the twilight stole away the colours of the day until the world looked like an old black and white movie , just like the predatorix preferred.

Another.

Be careful

Watch out.

Murder

The scent of another hit her senses like a train and she almost went into over drive. Who was this creature that deemed it a necessity to taint her sanctuary. Rotten, vite, beings. Her skeletal bodice torated towards the source, following the muscky cologne of the male, as small amount of foam formed at the corners of her jaws.

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Flowers in Chania

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Has a Silver Fox named Briar and a Grackle named Hræfn. They are supposed to be with her at all times unless stated otherwise.





Anubis

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03-01-2019, 11:06 PM

Black sheep, black sheep, have you any soul?

Pupils blown wide as the effects begin to stake their claim upon his mortal form, the male finds a wavering form approaching in the darkness. A low growl rumbled within his chest, a warning to those who dared approach him while he sought commune with the spirits. The clink and jangle of tiny bones colliding with one another served a harbinger for the witch's approach, and she seemed to have little interest in slowing her pace. There was a strange aura about her, like tendrils of a web stretching around her, hues to match her eyes, and searching vines in paler hues of silver.

"hal tabhath ean albaladiat aydana?" the lilting vocals spilled from his jaws in a sultry purr, his native tongue meeting the air with little recognition to the fact that she may not speak it. A strange feeling was bubbling in his chest, one that he hadn't felt in previous instances where he partook in these mushrooms. The start of a bad trip, whether he was aware of it or not.

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Cordelia

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Nephthys
03-02-2019, 01:58 AM
There it was. There he was! Who was this masculine figure that dared to make use of the witch Swamps? Did he not sense the spirits malignant approach when he stepped into the mist? Did he not feel the eyes that locked onto him? The monsters and the ghouls? A sigh left the foam covered jaws of the black widow as she approached the man head on, uncaring of the dangerous situation, leaving only a few inches between them. Ah. Now it all made sense. The man was intoxicated head to toe if it was to take a gues by his eyes alone.

He is weak.

We can take him.

GIVE HIM TO US

She hook her cranium in order to ignore th voices of the spirits with her being. This was interesting. There was a small attraction to the male fore it was the first time someone intoxicated themselves in front of her using.. She nosed the air, sniffinf profoundly. Fungi. Ah, how magnificent this situation became.

Those Swamps are taken. came the venom of the black widow; no matter how interesting and attractive it was she decided to hold her own ground against him. She was going to be mean first, fuck kill them with kindness, she will use her jaws if she has to.

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Flowers in Chania

Mature themed character; thread at your own risk, violence may occur without provocation.
Has a Silver Fox named Briar and a Grackle named Hræfn. They are supposed to be with her at all times unless stated otherwise.





Anubis

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03-13-2019, 08:42 PM

Black sheep, black sheep, have you any soul?

Look how the gathering dead flocked to her, this agent of chaos. The blue sheen of her fur and the ghostly cerulean gaze made her the perfect concubine for spirits and ghouls. Her slithering form came ever closer, bobbing and weaving in eerie fashion. She was suddenly quite close, all but nose to nose with him. Her nostrils flared to take in his scent, absorb the aroma of his intoxicants. The hiss of a deadly creature bled from her jaws. "Those Swamps are taken." she warned. Who was she to claim a conduit to the spirits? They were so limited, after all. Someone ought to teach this little witch that there were others who played these games.

A low growl rumbled deep in his narrow chest, trembling in his rib cage. Jaws would part before thought could seek to impede, and he lunged forth in a display of serpentine grace and lithe musculature. Ebony jaws snaking forward in an attempt to clamp down on her snout. The leathery flesh of her nose would be the softest, the easiest to tear away and devour. Perhaps her spilled blood would invite the spirits closer.

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Cordelia

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Nephthys
03-14-2019, 03:29 AM
decided that we will only have two rounds. <3


The spider witch did not know what this male thought he was doing. First, he stumbled into her lair and now he has the audacity to lash out at her? Hell hath no fury than the witch.

The moment cerulean orbs caught sight of his parting jaws was the moments a thunderous snarl would erupt from the back of her throat, in warning. Did the man listen? No. It was upon the witch to put him in his place now. She kept her muscles half-tensed up as she crouched, watching him spring towards her. Ears lay pinned against her skull and her parted ebony lips quivered in anticipation of the collision that was to come. As he came swerving in front of her, Cordelia swung her hindquarters sharply to her own left such that she was perpendicular to him, while her cranium snapped towards the right, fangs parted as she counted fang for fang his intention to catch her muzzle. As she intended to meet his bite with her own, she felt his teeth graze her muzzle, but lightly. Having dodged out of Anubis's way through her pivioting. Her hindlimbs dug into the ground for leverage, claws digging into the ground for support and in countermeasure, she purposefully thrust her own chest out in an attempt to meet his own and produce some sort of damage to the tissues she hoped to find there.

Cordelia vs Anubis for DOMINANCE
Round 1/2
Size: 36 inches
Build: Light
Offensive Accessory: Bone Bracelets
Defensive Accessory: N/A
Companion 1: N/A
Companion 2: N/A
Mutation: N/A
Fight Skill Level: Intermediate
Specialty: N/A


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Flowers in Chania

Mature themed character; thread at your own risk, violence may occur without provocation.
Has a Silver Fox named Briar and a Grackle named Hræfn. They are supposed to be with her at all times unless stated otherwise.





Anubis

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03-25-2019, 08:55 PM

Black sheep, black sheep, have you any soul?

ooc. WHOOPS I FORGOT also if I misinterpreted what's happening here plz lemme know

She ducked out of the way of his snapping jaws, coiling her limbs into a half crouch but half a foot away from him. Auds flattened against his dark skull, eyes narrowing in anticipation. Muzzle contorted into a vicious snarl as adrenaline began to course through his veins. The momentum of his lunge carried him from a seated position to his paws, though he kept himself a little lower to the ground, elbows and knees bent for stability. He did his best to centre his weight over his joints next, and tuck his tail between his legs as she pivoted to settle herself perpendicular to him, on his right side.

Dark jaws splayed wide as they reached for his face, and the pair clashed in the clack of teeth as they grazed one another. Her chest aimed to collide with his own, but the angle was off. He leaned to the right, crumpling his right forelimb to gain momentum in close quarters and drive the point of his shoulder into her encroaching chest muscles. He tucked his head low, chin dropping suddenly to protect his throat. As he did so, mismatched gaze caught sight of her forelimbs. Perhaps he could strike a blow here? No, it would detract from the intensity of his shoulder strike. Instead, he continued to lean his weight into the right shoulder, tucking his right forelimb closer to his chest. If it succeeded, he hoped the point of his shoulder would collide sharply with the meat of her chest instead of her intended chest-to-chest assault.

Cordelia vs Anubis for DOMINANCE

Round I II

Size: 31 inches

Build: Light

Offensive Accessory: N/A

Defensive Accessory: N/A

Companion 1: N/A

Companion 2: N/A

Mutation: N/A

Fight Skill Level: N/A

Specialty: N/A

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Cordelia

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Nephthys
03-26-2019, 03:49 AM
Sorry for the poop post ;v;


Apparently adrenaline was activating the spider-witch sympathetic nervous system, making her heart beat faster, diverting blood to her muscles and away from her gut. Flight or fight right? Oh, she was going to fight with this mongrel and teach him a lesson about crossing pats with voodoo witches. They grazed each other, tooth to tooth, jaws to jaws and that move earned her a few scratches over her muzzles that will not scar permanently.  Her limbs dug into the ground for leverage, claws digging into the ground for added support as her ears became flat on her head for protection. Eyes narrowed in order to focus and her tail was tuck neatly away from her oponnent.

Like candy to children, she welcomed the attack chest on; she knew she will receive bruises that will shot pain through her nerves however, it was all worth it if this will bring her closer to him. The moment his shoulder collided with the soft skin tissues over her chest, blood boiled in her veins and her nervous system was under attack by pain. It brought shivers of pleasure down her spine as the masochistic witch attempted to shot her jaws towards the left region of his Sternomastoideus muscles, to the middle of his neck and hopefully to lock them around any pieces of flesh or fur she might find.


Cordelia vs Anubis for DOMINANCE
Round 1/2
Size: 36 inches
Build: Light
Offensive Accessory: Bone Bracelets
Defensive Accessory: N/A
Companion 1: N/A
Companion 2: N/A
Mutation: N/A
Fight Skill Level: Intermediate
Specialty: N/A


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Flowers in Chania

Mature themed character; thread at your own risk, violence may occur without provocation.
Has a Silver Fox named Briar and a Grackle named Hræfn. They are supposed to be with her at all times unless stated otherwise.





Anubis

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03-27-2019, 08:55 PM

Black sheep, black sheep, have you any soul?

Pain bloomed in the point of his shoulder as it connected with the meat of her chest, just below the windpipe, close to dead centre. She took the hit straight on, and he realized too late that perhaps it might have been better to keep his distance. The right side of his muzzle stung where their teeth had grazed and clashed, a few scratches weeping blood onto his tongue. Hot breath stirred the fur of his neck. He cursed under his breath, though it came out as more of a growl than anything else.

He maintained his pinned ears, scrunched up his muzzle into a snarl, held his eyes narrowed. Tail firmly tucked under his belly, and chin tight to his chest, his addled mind raced to find a new solution. Narrow shoulders would roll forward to further protect his neck, scrunching fur and fat over the vital parts to avoid imminent danger. The fight was ruining his commune with the spirits, while adrenaline fought with the psychoactives in his system. As he struggled to regain his footing, he found himself with nowhere to go. Snarling, he used his right front paw, the one with nowhere else to go, lifting the delicate appendage high once more in an attempt to stomp brutally onto her own right forepaw. He sought to avoid the bracelets with jutting bones, and thus he wouldn't be able to truly crush the delicate bones in her paw, but he could seek to cause enough pain to throw her off her rhythm.

In doing this, he left himself wide open for her slim jaws to clamp down on the side of his neck. Luckily, she couldn't pierce his major arteries or veins. Regardless, the witch's fangs sunk deep into the middle of the right side of his neck. Piercing meat and muscle and instantly drawing a torrent of blood. A shriek of rage erupted from parted jaws, which then sought to reach out and sink into the meat of her right shoulder- in the front, just above the elbow, where he could more or less easily reach. He wouldn't escape her grasp without serious damage, so perhaps he could get just as strong of a grip on her. They would be at a stalemate, with neither party looking to rend each other apart in order to escape.

Cordelia vs Anubis for DOMINANCE

Round: I II

Size: 31 inches

Build: Light

Offensive Accessory: N/A

Defensive Accessory: N/A

Companion 1: N/A

Companion 2: N/A

Mutation: N/A

Fight Skill Level: N/A

Specialty: N/A

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The Judge

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04-21-2019, 02:13 PM


And the winner is...

Cordelia
Anubis must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out.

Totals:

Cordleia: 255.4
Anubis: 239.25

- Judged by Lunarcat7