GRAVEYARD SOULS IP: 172.56.2.9 Posted on March 3, 2016 at 06:34:02 PM by DREAM DROP
She felt like she was invincible. Unbeatable. She was the sorceress who had lost all memory she had of her past. Her body was indeed a sacred temple, one of the Gods - for she was a Goddess. One dressed in the most beautiful design. She didn't see it at first but Alistair had shown her that she was beautiful. Her purest of white form was graced with black stockinged pillars, black domes and a black dipped tail. Her marking over her face - It tied her to something. What was it? She couldn't think. For she was lucky to even remember her name with, the help of Alistair of course.
He was her savior. He woke her from he dark death-like slumber in the fields that bad just started to bud with flowers. He refused to leave her side, instead hoping she'd accompany him in a journey to see the sights of Blossom. How could she refuse the man who had shown her beauty in herself? Maybe she could learn something from this man, not just about her past but maybe a future. He loved her looks, but let's see if he could handle her temper. She was no ordinary woman, that was for sure. He thought she was beautiful. Who would have thought, the first encounter she had would be the very one she had come to love? She was not exactly in love with anyone however. She found him as a friend. A partner in crime. Who could tell what the future had in store however?
Her first attack, a great blow to the shoulder was quite a good one. She had latched her trusty swords onto his the area between his shoulder and spine, blood filled her mouth as she swollowed the crimson liquid. Her swords slicing into the flesh. His body was lowered however, her two sets of front talons placed onto his shoulder and spine to balance herself - Until the King had reared up. Her body came down, yet her jaws tried desperately to hang on as she ripped down his body. Blood stained and splattered her pelt, his blood. She was once more filled with the crimson liquid from his body, swollowing it as she prepared for her second attack swiftly. Her arctics narrowed as she felt his body begin to twist, his upper half coming towards her.
Her immediate response was to drop the limb and pull her head back, but his jaws were too close. Her legs pushed her backwards as he latched onto the top of her left front limb, snatching her into the air and backwards. As she flew in the air, her maw gasped as she yelped in pain. Her limb popped, the join dislocated as she flew backwards behind him. She landed clumsily, her jaws gritting together as she rose to her paws, the pain in her leg rendering almost unbarable as she felt uneasy. Like her stomach was twisting in knots. She refused to give up that easy, blinking away the tears of pain and the tunnel like vision she was getting. She lined up her bones, putting weight down on her dislocated limb as she pushed it back into place with a loud pop. Her maw parted as she screamed in agony, once more blinking away tears.
The pain was there, yet she refused to give up. This was all for herself. She would stand her ground. Before she could catch her breath, his body pushed her over with an "oof". She landed on her side, her stomach exposed. His daggers dared to dig into her stomach, though with her small struggle against the time frame, she managed to push a paw under his jaw to keep him up. His teeth dug into her stomach, but less than they would have before. Her maw parted in a howl of pain as her orbs watered. She pushed him off of her with her two front paws, trying to stand. Once more she placed weight on her front left limb, the pain made her muscles tighten as she lightened her weight on it, shifted to the other three undamaged limbs.
Her stomach bled, dripping crimson liquid to the ground below her. She refrained from putting too much weight on her now injured limb. Yet she needed to think quickly of a next attack. Her crown lowered as she pinpointed the perfect placing. Her tongue licked her chops as she threw herself forward, her advantage was from behind as that's where he threw her. She ran and lept, her legs sprawled out in front of her as she attempted to land on top of him. Her neck twisted and maw parted to latch her swords onto the area that connected his spine and his skull. It could cause paralyzation if hit just the right way. If she miscalculated and he moved to shake her off, she'd dig her talons into his sides, attempting to bite a large chunk of his ear off. Then of course there was the chance she completely fell to the ground, if she did, she'd tumble and quickly scramble to her feet.
She ran forth once more, black pillars thrusting as she tried to refrain from putting much weight again on her injured limb. Her orbs targeted on his face completely, coming from the side. Her jaws opened, attempting to clamp down on the side of his face and drag her daggers across his orbs, cutting the corneas. I'd she missed due to his movement, she'd aim for his bottom jaw in an attempt to shatter the bones. Eating and future attacks would be very hard to inflict. She still had the possibility of merely catching air between her teeth if her leg slowed her down to give him the time to move away . . . Either way, there she stood with her maw parted as she panted.
Full Hit 0/1
Half Dodge 2/2
Full Dodge 0/1
Attacks 4/4
Damage:
- Striker managed to dislocate Dream Drops left front limb, however it was pushed back into place. Swelling will be minimum and it will be sore for quiet some time. A half hit since the initial was to land on the face area.
- An attack set to rip open Dream Drops soft stomach was somewhat blocked from being too lethal, making bite wounds to the flesh area. A half dodge.
Order of posts:
Striker Opening Post and Rules (x)
Dream Drop Opening Post and First Attacks (x)
Striker First Defenses and First Attacks (x)
Dream Drop First Defenses and Final Attacks (x)
Striker Final Defenses and Final Attacks ()
Dream Drop Final Defenses and Closing Post/Damage Taken ()
Striker Damage Taken and Closing Post ()
Judgement ()
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