ardent

I'LL LOAD THE GUN, YOU PLACE THE BETS



Novocaine

Loner
Commoner

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Medium
build
posts
58
player
Alamea
09-27-2014, 09:44 PM (This post was last modified: 09-27-2014, 09:51 PM by Novocaine.)
((OOC. Minor PP permission granted by Aly))





There was no time to revel in his victorious grip upon her neck, not as her own jaws left his face and aimed for the vulnerable and all to exposed side of his throat. Instantly he jerked his head away, letting go of his hold. Still fangs punched into his neck, a wet gasp exploded from his lips. Unable to bring himself back to focus the next thing he knew the boy was tipping forwards his foreleg pulled out from under him, upsetting his all too precious balance. The ground rushed up to meet him and he hit it hard, groaning and coughing, a liquid that tasted of iron flying from his gaping maw with each hack.
The world was growing faint, fuzzy. Words found their way onto his tongue. ?Keep your name!? He spat, blood and saliva arching from his lips in what he hoped was her direction. ?From now on I am Novocaine Krall.? His new name announced in a hiss the boy allowed himself to surrender. His last image being of fangs diving towards his face once more; a last mercy that he would not be awake for this, though his waking would be worse for it.







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Please note: Novocaine is missing his right eye entirely, an empty socket is all that remains in its stead. Not all of his tables reflect that as of yet!

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