Friends And Alibis
12-29-2013, 03:42 AM
All it takes, is a spark, to ignite my bad intentions Once again he was out and traveling. Seldom did he ever hide, nor did he have reason to. If others feared his presence then so be it, he feared nothing. Not even death itself. He was assertive, proud, sure of himself in all his achievements both past and future. One day...one day he would claim a pack as his own and his name would be one to scare children into being good. "Watch out...or Sin will take you away." He sneered. Yes, he would most definitely take away. If it meant striking the truth of fear into others, then he would not hesitate. Soldiers in his future pack were always welcome; willingly or not. He would have them all. Power was what he wanted, and he would go through almost any lengths to obtain it. Sin was no joker, he was not weak hearted, and his words were never wasted. He enjoyed gamed, however, he always won. It was then that he decided to stop near the trunk of a fallen pine, one that seemed to have the misfortune of being struck by lightning not too long ago. The afternoon sun streaming weakly upon its length, the snow around it reflecting the light as if it were trying to hide its charred surface from view. How sad, not even mother nature could keep itself perfected...and yet, he himself was the core of perfection. His blood stained pelt, all the perfection he needed upon his white pelt. Don't be fooled, I was raised by the wolves [Sin Armada] |
12-30-2013, 09:13 PM
dying is your latest fashion = my favorite album ever, besides sempiternal ; o;
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01-02-2014, 04:18 AM
I too have a fascination for the band among many others, and its rival Escape The Fate. You will see many references towards those in thread names and so on. ;)
Sin Armada |
Very few if any went unnoticed by his senses. And the one approaching was always within his range of hearing, his scent, and barely in the corner of his sights. The lowest of audible growls rumbled within the pits of his chest, struggling to keep the devil inside leashed. The one approaching smelled of Glaciem, so it was perhaps an ally...though rarely if ever did he call such people allies unless he made the alliance personally. Very few if any, were actually called "friends" or "allies." But the scent today would pull him to pivot, to face the newcomer as her voice penetrated his ear fur. The question from her lips was met abruptly with an answer of his own. He was never one to keep another waiting anyhow, and this woman from his new pack certainly and against all odds intrigued him. And it was a rare occurrence if there ever was one involving Sin. "I am what you are most of afraid of. I can be all or one." He'd smirk then, rising to his full height as he moved forward without hesitation, moving to encircle her lithe ivory frame...her pelt...so pure...so, unbroken. He stopped midway, rolling his neck and shoulders. Tail flickering in a manner that resembled an angler fish trying to attract its prey. He was a bold one, unafraid and always went for what he wanted. And this stranger, she was quite intriguing at first glance. Though it was more the attraction of her unbroken and unmarred purity of her pelt that drew amber eyes slowly over her form. How he craved to see what it was like to penetrate such beauty. And so begins the thoughts of Lust... He flickered his gaze to her violet tinted own, a smile slowly rising upon blood stained lips. "I am all that you want me to be. Lust, Greed, Pride, Envy...Wrath. And you little angel? Who do I have the pleasure of meeting today? One worth my time, I hope." |
01-25-2014, 12:55 PM
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