Just The Night Stalker

~~Zyrix~~ · 08-17-2014, 08:20 AM

The crucifixion was mandatory, at the stake her soul was a lit with flames. The demons that threatened to tear down her walls and reveal the secrets that may beneath them, they were slowly accomplishing what they intended to unlock. The goddess crept down between two trees, her colossal frame rupturing with a murderous growl. Knowing she wasn't alone at this point, even if the devil on her shoulder something still didn't feel right. Deprived by the very essence that consumed her, the vessel of her "partner in crime", as some may call it -- slowly drifted away from the mighty temptress that was dressed in ivory and alabaster highlights. The black markings on her countenance rippled as a slight snarl drenched her features, aiming to make her look like the socipathic killer she was. Glowing blue gem stones sparkled lightly as the suns power grew stronger by the second, it's nightmares fueled Zyrix's endless hunger for fear and wrath. She fed off that, especially in battle, those two deadly sins out of the seven were her ultimate main courses while maiming the very pelt of her opponent. The rumbling muscles reflected against the light as little sun seized through the blinds. She hadn't the slightest thought of what was to happen today, but she did know one thing -- hunger. Hunger dispelled a huge anatomy within her, her aroma was aching from the starvation she was becoming weak with. It was something she had to ravish first before anything else, and devouring someone's lust or either wrath sounded plentiful at the moment, maybe she'll choose wrath -- just for the hell of it.

The dark tresses of her coat skimmed a bush, the breeze current carrying the strong scent of a masculine. For a moment she was enraged, then a new found tactic came into play and she knew that if she were to feed off of his emotions that he will only fuel her fire, aiding kerosene to the flames. Hoping to start a fight and maul someone's retinas out, or better yet turn cannibal and eat them from the inside out. But that was neither her cup of tea, so she'll stick with mauling. That is, if he was man enough to take her on. Her bodice was tainted with any scars, though many of them were hidden beneath the thick cloak she wears. The women knew how to fight, the gladiator side of her never did seize to amaze. So, all she had to do now was wait and see whom she shall be ravishing tonight. Unless he was half her size and weak, then she'll make an acception, but he'll be walking a very thin line.

A masculine shall be the only lethal opponent you face, and that's perfectly fine with you..

"Speech"

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