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11-18-2004, 05:15 PM
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...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be 
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11-18-2004, 10:20 PM
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Somebody literate describe another scene.......I need another project........
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11-19-2004, 03:42 AM
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“Take that one” he said, as he pointed towards kaptiva, “She’ll do just fine”. kaptiva tried to run as the warriors stormed her village, pillaging and plundering all in sight, they were the warriors of the Shadow Clan, ruled by the evil Phnomne. No doubt they are on a raiding party, as it is their king’s birthday this day, and he would be requiring a playmate for his guests. As kaptiva attempted to flee she was viciously pulled to the ground by her hair, the warrior placed his foot upon her chest as if she were game of some sort and he brought her down in a hunt. The other warriors quickly encircled her, all bearing implements of war, kaptiva was so confused as the one pulled her up to a standing position by her throat, she thought to herself “Please no, please let them just kill me, so that I may escape the torture I face” They quickly bind her wrists with rope, she looks down, and notices the rope is covered in old blood, this intensifies her fear, as she is sure where it came from, remembering the brutal raping of her sister that is just a year older than she, and was taken in much this same fashion just a few weeks ago, by another Clan. Bound to a wooden cross, she was violated in ways that would make most cringe at the re-telling account of how it happened, they did not kill her, but she was never going to be the same again, killing her would have been far better for her. Held by her throat still, with her wrists bound out in front of her, the girl is gagged with a piece of cloth, around her ankles another section of rope that is in a shape of a T with the longer section brought up and intertwined with that which binds her wrists. They step back from her, as she stands there half naked, shivering not from the cold, but the fear that is taking over her being, each one mounts their steed, with the last warrior standing he walks towards her, evil glowing in his eyes, a man with god like features, yet rugged and untrustworthy looking all the same, she notices a scar on his face starting at the forehead above his right eye, and flowing downward across his cheek, his golden mane flowing in the wind on this a very dreary cold gray day. He grabs the girl by the head of the hair, licking her cheek, devouring her tears, then quickly jerks her head back. “GIRL”, he says, “LOOK at ME”, he slaps her across the face to lay emphasis on his words. “Today slut will be your awakening, rejoice in knowing you are going to be the muse of my king.”….pulling hard on her binds he commands “Now walk whore”, as he leads her to his horse, she looks up at him as he takes his mount, as if wondering how she is going to climb that high in the state she is in. He looks down at her, “Surely the girl does not think she is worthy of such a beast, however girl, I will let you ride, IF you are willing to work for it, Are you willing girl?”, she looks at him with a puzzled look, “My friend here has been without for far too long, Please my stead and I will let you ride girl. She looks at the magnificent creature, and notices the monstrous cock hanging between its muscular legs, knowing she is incapable of this, she lowers her head, turning in the direction the others are heading, and begins to walk. Patting his steed, “Its ok boy, you wouldn’t want to taint yourself with such trash”, and with a heel to its side they begin, heading towards Shadows Bend.
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11-19-2004, 04:03 AM
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Wow, Iniquity good job. Maybe it's your turn to throw a situation at us, and see where we take it.
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Hmmm...Definitely interesting......I'll give it a shot......
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