ardent

killing strangers

Freedom Challenge! Oh boy!



You're not feeling so well...

Medusa

"Do you want to meet all my monsters? Think you're tough, I know they'll drive you bonkers!"

Insomnia
Wraith

Master Fighter (699)

Master Hunter (325)

An icon representing the specialty Saboteur Saboteur

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
25
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
681
player
Dragon Mod

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05-10-2023, 09:19 PM

He began to prepare himself for a fight shortly after her arrival. As he prepared, she did the same though a little less so. Did she ever really have a plan of attack? Not really. She seldom thought about her next action. Fight or otherwise. She was a feral fighter, giving it her all and holding nothing back. Especially when it came to others wanting to really hurt her. When it came to less serious fights, she was still vicious, but she wasn't looking to incapacitate her opponents in those sorts of fights. Just something to remember her by.

He charged towards her, sending Medusa into a fit of laughter as a Cheshire grin promptly spread across her lips. He launched himself toward her left, dual toned gaze catching the sparkle of his teeth coming at her flesh. The masked Wraith readied herself, claws biting the earth for traction as she suddenly moved. She feigned meeting him head on, but instead dropped to the ground in a mock play bow. His teeth would instead glance off her skull own skull (barely missing the skull that she wore), leaving minor lacerations. Within a heartbeat, she launched herself up, seeking to bash the underside of his jaw with the top of her head. With luck, she'd slam his own jaws together and probably catch his tongue. Simultanesouly, she reached forward with her left forepaw, looking to score her sharpened claws down his foreleg in the hopes of tearing the thin skin and letting the blood flow. If he wanted a bloodbath, she'd offer him one soon enough.

Medusa vs Viscera for Freedom
Round: 1/2
Age: over 1yr
Size: Extra large
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Sharpened claw covers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Wolf skeleton
Companion 1: Wolverine, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Cougar, Female - Battle
*Companion 3: Lesser yellow-headed vulture, Male - Battle
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Weaponsmaster

"Medusa"



As her mate and *ahem* protective detail, Erebos may crash her threads at anytime!

Please note: Medusa is a wildcard! While she is mostly kind, friendly, and eager to help, she can equally be cold, aggressive, and eager to murder you depending on how you treat her! She refers to herself and often, others, in the third person (illeism), and occasionally has tics due to her Tourette's and may giggle and laugh at random, and may twitch here and there. She is a blood & gore type of character, and is not above killing, maiming, or other such violent actions if she's given a reason to do so. It's often in your best interest to not cross her or get on her bad side. Ya never know what she might do c: