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Bloody Knuckles
RP Wanted The Portal  Pissed off Riftian
Bates
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They are like an infestation.
Find their hiding spot and suddenly they all come bursting out, crawling everywhere and consuming everything in their path. Well of course with an infestation like this it had its upsides; catch one and rip its limbs off one by one and listen to it as it screams and begs for mercy - begs for death - but oh no death won't come soon enough. Not before you can really enjoy the fun part. Seeing the looks of the pests family, their terror as the blood stains the ground and the life fades from the pest's eyes. Oh yes, one can't forget the upsides.

Lurking, thats what Bates was doing when the portal ripped open and spit out all the little bugs. The stallion's ripped mouth turned up in a dangerous smile his tongue snaking out to taste the air. The air was thick with terror, pure terror, and nothing was more delicious. There was so many to choose from and oh yes! There were even foals of the godkillers (left unattended he might add) it was almost too easy.

It was like a playground at first, but then the playground got a little too crowded for Bates' comfort. Anger began to seep in and Bates' smile became a snarl his sharp teeth fully on display. These fucking godkillers thought they could make themselves right at home in the Rift? Hell no, this was his home and they were not welcomed. Bates couldn't wait until the other Riftians heard about this. If they hadn't already.

Ears flattened on the back of his skull Bates stomped around the dark forest. A unholy shriek shattered the silence, it made Bates' throat raw screeching like that, however he was too pissed tp feel it.

Giving a mighty kicked with his back legs Bates splintered a tree but did not make it fall, which pissed off the stallion more. "THESE FUCKING GODKILLERS NEED TO GO HOME!" he roared giving an unholy screech.





NATIVE TO THE RIFT
Magic: In Bates' past he's given immortality, he was around when the gods were still alive though i can change that if you want to take the immortality away or maybe give it a rather easy way to kill him or make him mortal.

Items: wireframe glasses (id really love to keep)
<3


Messages In This Thread
Bloody Knuckles - by Bates - 07-19-2017, 08:44 AM
RE: Bloody Knuckles - by Rift Presence - 07-19-2017, 03:34 PM
RE: Bloody Knuckles - by Bellisma - 07-21-2017, 04:57 AM
RE: Bloody Knuckles - by Bates - 07-21-2017, 05:27 AM
RE: Bloody Knuckles - by Moä Te - 07-22-2017, 01:36 AM
RE: Bloody Knuckles - by Volterra - 07-22-2017, 03:44 PM
RE: Bloody Knuckles - by Sansa - 07-23-2017, 06:34 AM
RE: Bloody Knuckles - by Bellisma - 07-23-2017, 05:23 PM