Wicked [ G a m e ]

[Panda]

Rixon......

Frankly, I was angry. How angry, you may ask? So angry, to the point that I felt like I needed to destroy everything in my path that pissed me off. The reason why I was so worked up and ready to kill anything in my path, was because some mare bumped into me when I was out wnadering, and decided it'd be fun to tell me off when it was clearly her fault, and then said mare sauntered off. I stood there stunned for a minute, before my ears laced tightly back to my skull and my eyes rolled back into my skull to reveal the whites. A vicious snarl came to my features and an animalistic growl came from within the caverns of my throat. My tail swung harshly at my flanks and I raised a massive leg in the air, and let it come crashing back down into the soft earth, creating a rather large impression. This mare was going to learn the hard way, that pissing me off was not the smartest thing to do.

Rearing up high, my massive fore legs struck the air, and I let out a loud, angry bellow, before coming crashing back down with a loud thud. The mare stopped in her tracks and turned back to see what the commotion was about, and stared with wide eyes as I came barreling towards her at a flat-out gallop. I had my head tucked in and my shoulder out, preparing to barge this mare into the dirt. Because I was charging at her at such a fast speed, when I barrelled into her shoulder, the mare was sent flying to the ground, landing with a loud thud. I grimaced slightly at the pain radiating from my shoulder, but pushed it back, as I started to walk towards the downed mare, stopping close enough to her rib cage area.

The mare responded by kicking her legs out at mine, cutting them deep enough to make them bleed quite quickly, before letting out a terrified scream. "Get away from me!" Her eyes were rolled back to reveal the whites, terror clearly visible in her eyes. As her legs came to rest, I looked down at her, snarling. "Sorry, darling, but you just messed with the wrong mare today." With that said, I half reared, and used my weight to come crasshing down quickly on her front legs, breaking or possibly shattering them, eliciting a loud, pain-laden scream from her. A dark smirk came to my features and I moved close to her back legs, half rearing again, and using my weight to come crashing down on them, eliciting another scream from her.

A loud, dark chuckle built up in my throat, and forced it's way out my mouth, as I stared down at her mangled and profusely bleeding legs. A dark grin fixed itself to my face, and I moved around her body, and stopped dangerously close to her head, but stopped for a moment, the thought of if I should kill her or jsut leave her here to bleed to death, running through my head. After a moment, I decided I should leave her here to bleed to death. After all, it was more fun. Chuckling, I moved to the back of her, and reared up again, using my full weight to come crashing down onto her rump, smashing the bones, and eliciting yet another loud, pain-laden scream from the mare. I stepped away from her mangled form to admire my handywork, before I turned around and headed toward's Destuous Valley. "Well, I'd say it was nice fun meeting you, but that'd be a load of bullsh*t today. Instead, it was nice fun mangling you." With that said, I chuckled, and walked off, leaving some poor, unsuspecting soul to come across the mangled corpse of this mare.

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The blood from the mare's mangled corpse had long since dried on my forelegs, and it was going to be a pain to get out. But then again, it was worth it. At the thought of remembering how mangled I left the mare and how her terrified screams pierced the air, made me chuckle darkly. Well, I could say that you can learn from your mistakes, but in this mare's case, it's not going to happen. A dark grin fixed itself onto my face as I walked along, flattening the grass underneath my hooves. I was angry not too long ago upon entering Destuous Valley, but upon remembering how much pain I brought the mare, it calmed me down and made me somewhat happy. That's something I haven't done in a while, and it's something I should do often. It was fun, to say the least.

Halting in my tracks, I lifted my duotoned head, and let my icy blue eyes scan the terrain, searching for any sign of Dazeedo. I doubt he'd really care that I traipsed off, but then again, I'd bet he'd like to here about what I'd done. My tail swung harshly at my sides, and for a moment I considered to release a bellow, calling him to me, but I decided against it. If he wanted to know where I was and what I'd been doing, he can come to me on his own.

OOC......

I decided against the whole 'tearing the mare a new one' deal, and just went ahead and mangled her, lol. Just a random, by the way. x3

Ooh, I hope you like. ;3

[FalconX]

Dazeedo

incomplete/complete

661 words

≤≥I'm made this way≤≥

A ebony and ivory beast stalked the forest. The lean creature moved forward with the grace of a swan. The pistons of the monster made a horrendous racket as they fell to the earthy floor on which he stood. He crept through the trees like a panther, he might have blended in with the darkness if not for the white patches upon his hide. Cold brown orbs watched the terra with a scowl upon his mug. The brute was unhappy, to say the least. Banner flashed back and forth, going fast enough to sting anything it touched. His maw opened and closed as he clacked his teeth in annoyance. Liquid pools narrowed and he let his pistons fall to the ground even more heavily. There wasn't anything out there that could beat him, so why be quiet? He wasn't talking something so there was no need to conceal himself. Despite those thoughts, and the racket he made, his large frame stayed concealed by the shelter the trees in the forest provided. Salmon pink tongue ran along his ivory teeth. True equines were herbivores, yet darks had a lust for blood. Though they may not eat what they have killed. Orbs narrowed he lowered his gaze to the ground. An icy breeze blew over him and played with his tresses. Winters freezing cold fingers ran down his body. The brutes coat shivered as if removing a pesky fly, but he did not stop walking. Ebonite hooves still pounding the ground down like he would an opposing stallion. Leaves and branches cracked easily beneath the monsters weight. Boa snaked out he parted his velvet kissers and snapped at a bug. Snorting in irritation. Was there any time of year that those pests didn't collect upon his coat?

≤≥I don't change≤≥

The freezing temperatures and lack of a better shelter was quickly driving the brute mad. Yes darks were cold, yet he didn't like winter very much. The weaker equines will perish. That was perhaps the only good thing about winter. Other than that it was simply a nuisance. Something that horses wished didn't exist. The brute himself had no been living very long. He was a younger stallion and there were probably many others that were wiser than he. Yet one thing was for certain. Ever since he was born he hadn't changed. Yes he had matured. But his attitude and the way he did things. The way he talked even, had never changed. He was born a dark, will always be a dark. Heck! He darn well enjoys being a dark. Of course, enjoys probably isn't the word he would use. He never has really enjoyed anything. Except perhaps the taste of blood, and maybe even getting mares...

≤≥Get used to it≤≥

His mind was on a never ending rampage yet his harks stood straight and alert a top his crown. Nares open and quivering to take in the scents that might tell him if other equine were near. With a blank expression on his face he caught the scent of a femme. Liquid pools peaked with a vague interest yet he followed the scent. Another thing that further hiked up his interest was the scent of blood that flowed into his nares. A smirk now upon his jowl his chocolate hued lanterns finally landed upon the femme whose scent he had followed. His twisted smile grew even more delighted, in a wicked way that is, when he saw the blood that splattered on her dark hued pelt. Walking up confidently he arched his boa ever so slightly. He wasn't much for showing off. He didn't change himself for others. This was who he was and the femme would just need to accept that. "Rixon, what mess have you gotten yourself into" The question slipped from his maw and he waited. His comment wasn't really asked in context, he delighted in the havoc his herd members caused.

Actor: Dazeedo
Muse: Low...
Notes: Dazeedo muse hasn't been very high lately....

[Panda]

Rixon......

I was never much the nice one in ever herd I've been in. I was ranked close to the top as one of the most feared, hated and vicious equine in each herd, if not number one. I've been that way as far as I can remember, and I loved it. My dam did say I say I was the worst of her foals, and I remember killing one of the herd's other foals because he provoked me. His dam didn't like that much, attacked me and left me bleeding. She got her's back when I turned two, though, because I killed her. It was the first time I killed, and it gave me a thirst for inflicting pain upon other's, and blood. I left soon after killing her. I lived in several different herd's while I was growing up, and ended up being chased from each one because I'd severely injure and sometimes kill the other herd member's. It was their fault though. Never mess with a pissed off mare. It's the last thing you'll ever do.

I stood in silence, ears swivelling and taking in the sounds around me, and tail flicking harshly at my sides. The gashes on my legs from the mare thrashing well mostly closed, but bleeding slightly. If I moved too quickly they'd open up again, not that I'd care in the least. My icy blue eyes darted around the terrain, taking in the features, while looking for Dazeedo's form. Upon hearing a scuttling in the grass close to me, I looked down in time to see a small lizard scuttle by my left hoof. Pinning my ears back, I shifted a little and reached my left leg out, letting my massive hoof come crashing down on it's body, crushing it into the grass. My hoof remaind on the lizard's squashed remain's for a while, before I pulled my leg back to where it previously rested, and I went back to scouting around again. That was until I heard hoof falls from behind me.

I turned slowly to face the other, ears still pinned tightly back to myself. I showed no emotion as my icy blue gaze landed on the form of Dazeedo walking up confidently with his neck arched and a smirk on his face. "Rixon, what mess have you gotten yourself into?" I shifted my left leg somewhat, and pawed roughly at the ground, making sure the lizard's remain's were dislodged from my hoof, before a dark smirk fell over my features. "Decided I'd kill a mare today because she bumped into me and decided it was my fault, and proceeded to huff and walk off." A dark chuckled exited my throat, and a grim smirk replaced it. "Didn't actually kill her, rather left her there bleeding to death, with mangled leg's and a mangled rump. I took delight in hearing her scream." Another dark chuckle exited from my mouth, and yet another dark smirk following after. My icy blue eyes remained on Dazeedo, and I waited in silence to see what he'd do.

OOC......

My post is sucky, mainly because my first post drained most of my Rixon muse, and because it's nearly 1:30AM and my brain's not working as well as I want it to. xD