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Post by ~Emmy~ on Feb 7, 2011 17:54:25 GMT -5
( I am TRYING to be semi-literate here! )
The hellhound growled, a low sound coming from deep inside its rough black throat. I felt drool dripping from its razor-sharp fangs onto my face. Not the best feeling.
Suddenly the monster tensed on top of me. "Arrooo?" This time its bark or growl sounded more like a questioning whine.
I slowly opened my eyes. The hellhound was still on me, but now looking behind its shoulder. Its lava-red eyes gleamed unnaturally bright in the inky depths of the never ending leaves and darkness, I little place people like to call the Forest.
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Feb 11, 2011 19:31:00 GMT -5
Willow's shape formed as she shadow teleported to Crystal. She wasn't actually surprisede to see a Hellhound in camp, but she wasn't exactly happy about it either. She slowly walked up to it, her foot accidentally cracking a dead twig. The Hellhound swung it's massive head in her direction, and Willow knew why it wasn't going to kill Crystal right when she looked into it's mind[HA HADES POWER...BUT I CAN ONLY DO IT TO HELLHOUNDS]. The creature wanted to torture her.
Willow wouldn't let that happen, it just wasn't right. So she closed her eyes and soon Draco appeared. He leaped at the Hellhound, bowling it over. He was a distraction-for now. Willow knew this Hellhound was strangely large-even bigger than Draco.
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Post by ~Emmy~ on Feb 13, 2011 11:42:39 GMT -5
(Oooohkeeee...doooookeee...my threads never go the way I plan 'em anyway. Whatev.)
I scrambled to my feet, twisting around to see Willow's hellhound; Draco, jump-tackle the other hellhound, whateverit'sfrigginnamewasifithadone.
I glanced at Willow, then at the two hellhounds, then deeper into the forest, half-wondering if I could get away with bolting.
Probably not, Willow being able to shadow travel and whatchamcallit whatever.
The hellhound was bigger then Draco, so I soon expected the smaller one to get crushed eventually. Or whatever.
I think I've used that word too many times today.
'whatever'.
Whatever.
(...Did that make any sense at all?)
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Feb 13, 2011 17:29:17 GMT -5
[It made plenty of sense.] Willow frowned as she noticed Draco was beginning to tire, "Crystal, he's not going to last much longer..." She said anxiously, frowning. Draco was panting and his hits never got the other hound, but in turn he was hit extremely hard. "Draco! Move away-you're dying!" Willow screamed, beckoning Draco to her. Draco was happy to go, but soon the other Hellhound went right back to Crystal. [Back on track I hope.]
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Post by ~Emmy~ on Feb 14, 2011 18:25:53 GMT -5
(Naw, I never exactly plan out these things, pretty much 'monster. attack. something. get out alive. forget this every happened.')
Having gotten jumped at already by the other hellhound, I tensed when it came back for me. I caught a glimpse of lava-red eyes, impossibly sharp fangs, and a whole lot of back fur right before I jumped out of the way.
The hellhound might have been able to kill me if I'd moved about a millisecond earlier, but this time it didn't even have time to blink before its large furry body was skidding across the dark green grass and nearly slamming into a tree.
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Feb 14, 2011 20:36:13 GMT -5
[How?] The other Hellhound was clearly about to take out Willow. It's red eyes were showing pure blood lust, red as ever. The fangs had drool faintly dripping off of them, pooling at the bottom of the dog's mouth, sometimes getting spat out. Willow shivered, but realized the Hellhound could be taken out. It charged her and Willow sidestepped. She closed her black eyes and absorbed it's energy. When she opened them, Willow's eyes were totally black. But she had complete control over herself. Without any fear now, Willow walked up to the Hellhound, breathing in. Right now, all that Willow could hear was her own, slow breathing. Willow rested a hand on the Hellhound's snout, and it faded-not exploded-faded away into the wind. It was actually nice looking dust. A tear fell down Willow's cheek. It didn't have to die.
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Post by ~Emmy~ on Feb 15, 2011 18:32:38 GMT -5
(...HAven't thought about it that much.)
I stared. blackish-grey dust drifted away in the slight breeze, some remants scattering about the ground. I noticed a tear rolling down Willow's cheek and decided not to say anything.
A sharp breeze slit through the afternoon, or evening, I wasn't sure, air and my blonde hair whipped about my face. The forest was getting darker by the minute. I still hadn't said anything, just staring around the place, feeling plenty awkward and half-wondering still if I could get away with running.
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Feb 18, 2011 10:10:29 GMT -5
[Oh.] Willow's eyes remained black as she slowly walked over to Crystal, Draco limping behind her. Willow whipped around, "I'm not going to watch another Hellhound that looks exactly like you die!" Willow moaned, "But I would like you to go back to our cabin so that you can get some rest. Willow poured a bit of dark energy into him. Her totally black eyes turned over to Crystal, "Now what?"
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Post by ~Emmy~ on Feb 18, 2011 10:59:44 GMT -5
I shifted on my feet awkwardly. "Erm..." Was apparently the only thing my brain could come up with. Not exactly an intelligent comment. Okay, not my weirdest day but not a normal one by my standards.
It was still getting darker, now so dark it was almost all just black. Well...
Great, even my brain now was racking around my head for something to THINK about. Is that even possible?
Girl, you just answered your own question. You're doing it, aren'tcha?
What?
Hi. I'm your conscience.
Alright NOW I'm going insane.
No you're not.
Yes I am.
No, you're not.
FINE!
Did I just lose an argument with myself?
(lol...)
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Post by Arabella (Bella) Jones on Feb 18, 2011 11:51:16 GMT -5
And THAT'S when Ally dragged me into the scene.
I waved awkwardly, feeling really...well, awkward. "Hi?"
Ally let go of me. "Hi Crystal, Willow. Um, I heard...roaring?"
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Post by Summer Anderson on Feb 18, 2011 17:50:52 GMT -5
(I know this is late, but...) I knew something was wrong. Crystal was never like this! Well, I'd never seen her like this. "Crystal?" I called, then started walking after her, and picked up my pace when I heard the roar. I almost ran into Arabella when I saw the pile of dust.
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Post by ~Emmy~ on Feb 19, 2011 16:00:57 GMT -5
I glanced at the other three girls, then at the dust, then at Summer.
This was a bit awkward.
I moistened my lips and glance upwards.
"Getting dark." I said flatly. "Probably should go back. About time for dinner."
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Post by Willow Rosenberg on Mar 7, 2011 10:48:31 GMT -5
Willow nodded sadly at the pile of dust, "Draco." She cooed, and soon Draco appeared in front of her, covered in blood, his and the Hellhound's. Willow shook her head sadly, "Poor thing." She rested her hand on his nose, then her black eyes glowed, and his red eyes did as well. When Willow took off her hand, Draco was healed. And her eyes were back to normal, "Good boy." She murmured, "Anyways, it's time to eat!"
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Post by Summer Anderson on May 9, 2011 17:15:12 GMT -5
I nodded, still gaping and probably looking like an idiot.
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