I Just Killed My Boyfriend

*Isardis* · 08-19-2014, 09:14 PM

graphic gore warning.

Despite the extremities of his labours and his macabre schemes, the fraught fool would sustain his infantile cling like a powerless whelp about the bosom of his mother. And though Isardis? wholesome efforts to annihilate the functionality of Syrinx?s right fore-shoulder and elbow were both seemingly connected, neither his thrust nor his bite appealed as being predominantly rewarding. Though his coffer clenches with the disappointment and exasperation of dissatisfied compulsions, the pallid monstrosity will not relent; never had he before, and nor would he now. Isardis would seek to retract his skull from its previous position of gnaw behind his oppositions right elbow, eager to realign his neck with his breast and spine (though his craniums slightly leftwards position would otherwise remain, due to the obstructing position of Syrinx?s body in front of him).

His right shoulder had sought to remain in an exaggerated roll up against his right side neck from previously, and his left shoulder slightly under-mirrored in a similar pose to compensate. Four limbs remained grounded and sturdy in their evenly distributed weight, with coral toes splayed consciously atop the loam as blunt nails curl downwards for foothold. His abdomen remained guarded in muscle tension as joints bend to slightly lower his centre of gravity, ruby gaze narrowed however aware and eager, and blood-stained towers remained as best stitched to his scalp as possible considering the damage done to his left cartilage. His tail works to maintain regular balance, however safely within the margins of his aligned spine as his jaws seek to re-gape; his nape as integrated into defence as his slightly leftwards skull position would allow him.

Syrinx?s right shoulder weaves inwards and towards his own left side chest, but with the pale King?s skull positioned to his (Isardis?) left and to the outside of the burgundy being?s right-side shoulder (positioned as such after his endeavoured right elbow bite), the attempted assault simply grinds pressure beneath the base of his underside mid-neck; proving a brief distraction if nothing less. It is barely a few moments later the weight of the ghoul seemingly shuffles, though Isardis remains suspicious of his intentions, he is unable to predict the suddenly backward shifting burden of the larger monster. And so, as if Isardis is unwilling to simply linger and remain stationary as a victim of the unknown, he endeavours to take a hefty step to his right with his right hind limb as his left hind will seek to follow in scuffle instantly after, frontal limbs striving to simply pivot in place; endeavouring to further angle their bodies (he had sought to shift rightwards previously also) so as he hopes Syrinx will fall almost perpendicular beneath his chest as opposed to near-vertically in front. Should such an angle be maintained, Syrinx would have no right forearm-clutch leverage on the left side of Isardis? neck following suit to his shift.

Swiftly after his shoulder thrust it seems Syrinx guides his fangs eagerly towards the right (?) side of Isardis? neck; and though the ghoul finds a toothy grip amongst the bristles of pale hair on the upper-mid section of his right side collar, the attained grip would not be as rewarding as his nemesis may have craved - due to his overstated, rolled right shoulder. Regardless, the monstrosity seems to cling there desperately as his weight seems to topple downwards towards the earth; dragging the Armada Patriarch?s hesitantly rigid nape with him. However Isardis? earthbound limbs will keep him from falling into a disgruntled heap of bloodied chaos; instead causing his right shoulder to drop downwards in an effort to relieve the pain of tearing hair follicles and the leverage he assumes Syrinx? left forearm still seeks over his right withers. Though he would attempt to stand defensively in resistance to fall, Isardis knows that this conflict must cease, and so in several very swift attempting motions, his final attacks fall rapidly into place through sheer desperation and the instinctive drive to prosper.

With Syrinx?s jaws dragging eagerly on the right side of his neck, Isardis further bows his hocks in an attempt to briefly shift the majority of his weight onto his hind limbs; where he seeks to bend both his forelimbs drastically at the elbow as he strives to propel his upper half forwards and downwards (forepaws seeking to momentarily depart from the soil), relying on his hind limbs to sustain his balance as they remain square and adjusted beneath taut haunches. He endeavours to drop his weight faintly forwards and rightwards so as to concentrate his burden on his hopefully plunging right shoulder; attempting to focus the weight of said shoulder into the point of his jagged right elbow and strive to propel the barbed joint into the very base of Syrinx?s upturned lower throat (just above his chest), ambitious to crush his windpipes, restrict blood flow and suffocate him.

Sought to now be positioned in an almost play-like stance to Syrinx?s left side (see: ref ), Isardis hopes that during the effort of his attempted downwards plunge his left forepaw and ankle have slightly angled outwards, leftwards and optimistically come to land uncouthly beneath the last lower rib point, endeavouring to push tensed and curled toes eagerly into the soft tissue of his upper abdomen in an attempt to keep his prey restrained. It is barely a few instants later that Isardis? gaping jaws seek to plunge ambitiously into the ribcage joint of his nemesis (wrenching his nape from any hold Syrinx maintained, leaving a significant area of baldness and pin-tips of rising blood on the mid right-hand section of his neck); wanting to wedge his upper canines into the centre of his ribs, where the left and right cage join to the core, just below his opponents forelimbs - ambitious to plant his lower canines anywhere on the left side (under top jaw) cage as leverage, beneath his primary attempted clutch. He wanted to pry his left ribcage apart from the right as a distorted surgeon would its patient, hunted to peek beneath the splintered ribs of retribution and watch fervently as his adversaries lungs spluttered inside.
This was the closing ceremony.

Isardis vs Syrinx ? Round 3 of 3!

FOR DEATH.
Attacks: Reference: Click! Attempting to throw the weight of his right shoulder down and drive hsi right elbow into the base of Syrinx's upturned throat. Hoping to use left forepaw to press down on his abdomen and keep him restrained while jaws bite the center of his upturned chest to crush and pry open the ribcage.

Injuries: Minor skin injury and loss of hair to the right side of his neck. I assumed Syrinx's shoulder attack could not hit Isardis' face unless Syrinx re-positioned beforehand; so I'm sorry, as much as I tried to use my head I couldn't come up with any damage. :(
Notes!: I never knew I could enjoy a fight so much! So thanks Lu for the opportunity and best of luck to you. I have excited butterflies no matter the outcome, because either way I really enjoyed myself. Also thank you to the amazing judges for volunteering to take the time out to judge this- and I'm sorry for big posts I just can't help it lol - too much fun. D:

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