[M] a zombie with no conscience.

Eris Eternity · 10-26-2010, 09:04 AM

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WARNING This thread contains: graphic violence and extremely offensive material starting with the 2nd post. Reader discretion is advised.

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The sable-shaded coyote rarely visited these northlands. There was nothing up there; the other packs were all further to the south, and as most canines who lived in the area had to bypass Inferni to access this area, or otherwise go tramping up and down Halcyon to go around, it was generally free of other canines. This was alright by Eris, who was not truly interested in company today. A sour mood had overtaken the woman in the last week, and a feeling of general malady and tiredness had consumed her since then. She did not desire to see anyone from her own clan; chances were good it would be someone she found unbearably irritating. Like Halo. The sable-shaded woman could not stand her higher-ranked niece, and she found it insulting one such as Halo could hold such a position of prestige in the clan. If Eris knew she would not be captured, the sable-shaded woman would have torn up another of the woman's rats.

Today, however, Eris had contented herself to chasing after rabbits. She was no hunter at all; the sable coyote had been running after them for nearly twenty minutes to no avail whatsoever. She had zigzagged across several of the bay's large meadows, stirring up the fast creatures and taking chase after them, only to lose them as they dove into a hole. Hunger gurgled at her stomach, and she bemoaned the absence of Itzcitla, who preferred to keep to the warm insides of the D'Neville these days. The sable-coated woman sat down rather abruptly, a faint dizziness becoming too much to resist. Breathing deeply, she tried to keep her calm, panic rising in her. Was she sick? Was she simply too hungry? The hybrid woman missed, more than anything, the cooks and hunters of the Eterne territory; they had kept her well-fed and so happy. She would have done anything for a thick steak expertly seared by one of them, but she would have done just as well with last week's roast, too, so great was her hunger.

Ouija D'Angelo · 10-27-2010, 03:34 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Noelle; 710 words

When Ouija came upon the skull lined borders he had changed directions. He wasn't about to traipse across clearly claimed lands. He didn't feel like clambering through the mountains either. That simply left him with the short swim across the bay. It was remarkably shorter than the first trip that he had made. But once again, instead of walking the long way around, he had decided to swim because it was shorter. And well, it was easier than climbing up and down the mountains.

He pulled himself from the water and climbed on the beach before shaking himself dry. The slight amount of dirt that he had acquired had been removed by his swim and only left the faint traces of muted colors in his fur. He hadn't found anything to color with just yet so he wasn't as colorful as he typically was. But that was just the way that the colder seasons went. All of the fresh fruits and plants that he used to dye himself with died off when it got colder. But there was still blood to paint himself and he certainly wasn't against that at all.

Actually he thought to do just that when he spotted a rabbit that had speedily hopped by. It was after that he had noticed someone else had been chasing it. He couldn't help laughing as rabbit after rabbit outwitted the female. He watched her chase another rabbit down a hole and when she had moved on he reached a large arm, being in optime form, down the hole to pull the rabbit out. With his other hand he had reached into his satchel to pull out his athame in order to slice the small mammal's throat, having to lick clean his muzzle when blood droplets splattered up there.

He watched where the rabbits went then reached in to clean out the holes. There were some that he had to dig at to widen and open up since the rabbit would have gone deeper than his reach allowed for. Or else the tunnel twisted in a way that he couldn't move his arm. After having gathered a few rabbits, each of their throats having been slit, he finally approached the female.

He didn't say a word but tossed a couple of the rabbits down at her feet before he had plopped himself on the ground. He figured it was only right to share. If she hadn't stirred them up then he wouldn't have known where to find them. He focused on his own couple of rabbits. They were placed on their backs so that the soft underbellies were on display for him to cut into. He opened up each of the animals before licking the bone blade on his athame as clean as he could get it before sliding it back into his satchel. Taking a rabbit at a time he reached a large hand inside of the small body to pull out the entrails. But rather than eating them he simply rubbed them on his body, transferring the blood coating them into his fur. He rubbed down his chest and arms, it not covering much but at least it added back in some color.

The entrails were allowed to fall to rest into his lap, planning on eating after he got done with his quick dye job. But for now he picked up the rabbit that he had removed the intestines from and carefully fitted the head into his jaws. He crunched down into the skull and with a jerk of his head he removed it, scalping the poor bunny as well. He had only done this to expose the brain. It wasn't large at all but that didn't stop him from scooping it out and rubbing it on his face. With his other hand he blindly worked to remove the heart from the carcass so that he could squeeze the blood from it onto his face and worked on spreading it around with the brain in his other hand. The female that he had sat down a short distance away from going ignored as he worked on decorating himself. He had given the female her share of the find and was using his own how he wanted to.

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Eris Eternity · 11-24-2010, 11:28 PM

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1. I suck 2. I fucking love that image you have in your table. XD I've used it soooo many times. <3

With the sudden sweeping dizziness, the sable-shaded woman did not quite know what to do. She leaned her head against her knee, ears sweeping back to press firmly into the thick fur of her mane and hair. Long moments passed and the woman did not look up, even as the vague sounds of movement came from all around her. Eris assumed, of course, that this was merely the movement of the rabbits—she did not consider that perhaps another canine would have happened across her. With a loud thud nearby, however, she was finally drawn back into the world, a dull confusion reflecting in her yellow-green eyes. She saw the corpses of the rabbits and followed along the ground to the man's feet, her eyes sweeping up and over the pale-furred man. He was spattered with various colors, most of the shades dulled and muted.

Without a word, he set to work on adding more decor to himself. At this, the sable-shaded canine took it upon herself to reach out for one of the rabbits, drawing it close to herself. Her teeth tore into the flesh and pulled it away, eating noisily and messily. She was too hungry to care much about manners and politeness, and it was only after several bites that the female looked up at the other canine once more, greenish eyes studying him. “Thanks,” she said, voice obscured by a mouthful of meat. She did not so much as flinch as the crunch of the skull was heard, and instead watched with fascination as the man began to paint himself with the brains of the rabbit. “Does it help you see?” the woman asked. She wasn't any stranger to using the power of a lesser creature to enhance her own vision.

Ouija D'Angelo · 11-27-2010, 06:09 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Noelle; It's fine, I understand things come up. And thanks, Noelle made it. I really like it too, goes with Eris's skulls; 379 words

He gave a vague nod of his head as he was thanked. He was currently busy coating his snout so he couldn't really say much until he was done. Though with him working away from his eyes he allowed them to open and look over at the female. He couldn't help the faint hint of a smile as he saw her eating. So she had found the food and decided it was acceptable enough. After all he had slit the throats to prevent getting slobber all over her food. There were those that were actually picky about that. Not that she seemed too picky an eater with the way that she was munching away at the small find.

Once he was done he was finally able to speak. "You're welcome. You made them show me where their holes were and I just dug them out." It really wasn't any great feat at all. He had only seen where they went and tore open their homes. So really he had done hardly any work. He didn't exert himself quite as much as she had. She was the one that had skedaddled all over and the most he had to do was to dig, if he had to even dig at all. It was only slight physical work on his part, nothing to exhaust him.

He shook his head with her question. "I haven't eaten the eyes yet." While others might think the question strange he understood it easily. He took a bite out of the heart, eating half of the small organ. He consumed a portion of the soul before offering the other half to the female, willing to share the soul with her. Not only that, seeing as how he had to crawl over to hand off the heart and offer it, he also picked up the entrails and made to try and wraps the organs around her head like a grotesque crown. "You make such a beautiful queen. A goddess really." He remarked as he tried to adorn her. He didn't think she would be too opposed to the idea. At least not to what he was using but perhaps she'd rather have her space and not be touched. He would just have to wait and find out.

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Eris Eternity · 11-28-2010, 06:44 AM

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Eris and her skulls, yee. 8D

There was faint shame in Eris for her failure to hunt, but she obscured this feeling well enough. It was alright by her to be a little shameful, so long as her belly was filled -- that was more important in the end, after all. The chartreuse-eyed woman still watched her painted partner, yellow-green eyes glittering fascination as he alternatively ate and spoke. Though she did not have a verbal response to his compliment, she smiled at it, and when he spoke of the eyes, the woman laughed aloud, finding this a wonderful sentiment. The extended piece of heart was taken graciously, with a tip of her head toward the man. “Lovely,” she said, sliding the piece of flesh into her mouth slowly and savoring the taste, grinning devilishly. As he looped the intestines about her head and neck, she inclined it further, murmuring her approval in with a low, rumbling whine.

“If I am a goddess, then you are a painted king,” she said, sweetly—of course, a compliment. She knew, though, there was no goddess in her. Momoztli would have chosen her long ago for what she had given up. The woman reached a hand upwards and adjusted her crown of entrails, then pulled the next corpse closer to her, between the pair of canines. She split it expertly with her long claws, pulling it apart eagerly to retrieve the seat of power. Drawing the small liver from its cavity, she drew along eyebrows, right above her eyes. It smeared thickly, and then she reached for the strangers face, motioning to make the same markings across his face. “There's not much magic in these rabbits. Too stupid,” the woman said disappointedly, aching for something with meaning. Her supplies of mushrooms and peyotl were dangerously low, and she did not know if she would be able to grow more much longer. Inferni was dreadful, at times, and her plants were safely tucked away in the greenhouse.

Ouija D'Angelo · 12-26-2010, 09:52 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Noelle; Sorry, it's been unusually cold where I am at (enough to actually get snow) and I'm anemic so I can't keep body heat so I've been freezing lately and unable to feel my fingers and toes; 339 words

He grinned as she accepted the heart and ate it. "Now we share a soul." Not really but it was the sentiment that counted. He found her interesting, and of course beautiful, so he wouldn't mind sharing a soul with her. She didn't question his habits and he found that to be a relief. There were no odd looks or questions as to why he had done what he had done. Many would look on in disgust as he painted himself but she didn't seem to mind that either. Perhaps she had a similar background as his own. Whatever it was he found himself enjoying being in her company.

"A king, you say? As long as I can serve under you I imagine that such a thing will be pleasant." Though honestly he saw himself as a god in his own right. He had been blessed with a gift from birth and had to pass it on. He had to bestow the gift to walk upright to those who lacked the ability. The gods had passed it down to the chosen and it was up to the chosen to pass it on. It was why he couldn't help himself when he saw another in Lupus form. He had to do his duty and give them the gift that he had been blessed with.

He watched her smear the blood across her face and sat still as she did the same to him. Her words had him grinning though. Just the simple statement entirely explained why she hadn't questioned him. She had some of the same beliefs as himself. "That just means that we have to use what there is to guide us to something of greater value and intelligence." His own mushroom supply was gone. His sister had been supplying him but he had no idea what had happened to her. He had been without since leaving New Brunswick and had no idea where to find more. "I really could use a few mushrooms right now. They always help."

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Eris Eternity · 01-01-2011, 08:37 AM

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no problem lovely

The sable-shaded woman looked at him sharply, failing to fully comprehend the ritual. They had shared a soul, certainly, but what deep bond did that give them? Eris did not know, but she would not question his beliefs. The Atototzli were not fanatical or insistent of their correctness; traders who were not of the religion were tolerated. She did not respond to this statement verbally, but she did smile and tip her head ever so slightly, leaving it most of the way upright as not to disturb the crown of entrails he had set upon her head. “You've already proven your worth in service,” the hybrid said quietly, pulling a chunk of flesh from the rabbit and holding it up for him, a faint smile on her face. Here was someone who appreciated the beauty of flesh and blood. As she wiped the gooey remnants of the rabbit across his face there was a smile there on it, his teeth bared in appreciation or anticipation; the sable-shaded woman could not tell.

He spoke again, and the woman listened in earnest, her coal-colored ears cupped toward him and her yellow-green eyes stealing glances at him, even as she worked to tear another piece of flesh from the rabbit. Hunger still gnawed faintly at her, and she chewed slowly, contemplating his words and looking at him sharply. “Nothing better than those,” she said, laughing a quiet yet gleeful laugh. “It would happen I can help you with that, my painted king,” she said, standing slowly. The sable-shaded woman did not, of course, carry these things on her, but they were not so far from Inferni that they could not travel there. She could cross the borders herself and retrieve them -- maybe he would even want to do them with her? She had buried her supply after wrapping it to keep it as fresh as possible, and she had not touched them since she had the pleasure of walking that twisted road with Larkspur.

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Ouija D'Angelo · 01-03-2011, 11:07 PM

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"Then may I continue to prove myself of use to you." He said before accepting the piece of meat and eating it straight from her fingers. He made to slip his tongue out to try to lick at her fingers in order to clean them. Of course he kept his gaze on her face to make sure that it was okay. After all he was having such a good and wonderful time with her at the moment that he really didn't want to mess things up. He didn't want to ruin this good time that he was having. Though with what she had shown so far he hoped that she wouldn't mind. And well, he couldn't resist the urge to try and sample her, to get a small taste of her. Of course he'd rather have a larger taste but he wasn't about to push his luck.

"Perhaps a large feline." The words were mused out as he thought about it. Those certainly ranked up there in intelligence. And well, it would be a thrill to be the one to fell one of those large cats. And just telling others about doing so would bring in a bit of acclaim as well. Of course he wasn't certain what she had in mind. What the female figured to have the greatest amount of intelligence and be worthy and valuable. Of course he was looking to please her. If he could he would want to find just what it was she wanted to present her with.

He looked at her in surprise as she said that she could help. "You can? You have mushrooms?" He didn't know that there were any in the area. He wasn't even sure where Demi would get hers from but he just knew that he could always go to her for a fix. Now it seemed he had found a back up. He got up as well, standing to follow wherever the other might lead him to go. "I would really like it if you could. Whatever you want I will try and get for you."

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Eris Eternity · 01-07-2011, 06:03 AM

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Word Count → 404 :: This thread made creepier by: early pregnancy? ;3 Also lawl I have no idea how to cultivate mushrooms. :/

The sable-shaded woman had not fully comprehended him, but this was not to say she was unfamiliar with the concepts of soul -- the Atotoztli certainly believed in that, but they did not value the soul of a rabbit so much that it would indicate some deeply-held bond between two individuals. And they also believed the liver was the seat of power, not the heart -- but the coal-hued woman could hardly question him, not with his mouth nibbling delicately at her fingers and his jade eyes locking onto hers. The whitened tips of her fangs showed, but not in a snarl; instead there was a look of near-arousal across the coal-furred woman's face as her eyes half-lidded and her muzzle wrinkled.

“Oh, yes,” she said, her voice lower and silky. “Cats are quite nice,” the hybrid woman said, not considering for a second her own Itzcitla would do well for such a purpose. He was a companion, and the sable-shaded woman valued that far more than whatever brief power his body held. This did not mean, however, that she was above taking the lives of other felines for her own purposes and ends -- it was the very same as her desire for whatever had been in that other pale woman's body. The fact that Noir had been a canine much like herself had not made Eris so much as hesitate. There were other ways to obtain the power of another canine, however, and fingers in the color-streaked male's mouth, blood and gore spattered across both of them, she could not help but feel a distinct twinge of desire for that particular form of power-sharing.

She nodded and began to walk, slinking away from him slowly and swaying her hips as she walked, then hesitating for him to catch up. “I live in Inferni. We'll go there to the border and I'll get them for us?” she said, lifting the end of the sentence to suggest more firmly that they might do them together. “I have some, and some material for growing. Don't know much about that, though,” she said breezily, trying to time her pace with his. She walked very near to him, bumping and rubbing her body on his at every opportunity. Her touches were brief and light enough to be mistaken as accidental, though her chartreuse-eyes were focused on him, watching him and admiring the streaked paleness of his body.

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