Sherman's March to the Sea

Gabriel de le Poer · 03-06-2010, 06:26 PM

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Inferni members are to post first, followed by one reply from Dahlia. At that point, we ask participants to break off into pairs (though they can be of two or more if you wish) and continue from there. A reply time of two days is required, or else you will be skipped.

With three dead buried, Gabriel had enough. He had begun gathering supplies almost as soon as they were covered, and in doing so found himself some assistants. There had been a need for fighters and for subversion, which was why two of the Hydra had been taken. Gabriel would not take on Haku without Hybrid, unwilling to put his faith in the chocolate wolf facing him one on one. Jedidiah had not left his side since the men had been buried, and though no part of the Aquila doubted the coyote’s faith, whether or not his fighting prowess was the same was up for debate. Of course, Cotl had been all too willing to go along with Gabriel’s plans, talking frantically about moltov cocktails and something or another between his excitable cursing.

The trek had been long, as Gabriel had led the coyotes down the road that circled wide of Dahlia de Mai. They could not come from Inferni, and from what the Aquila had learned the majority of the pack lived further south. If they could strike in the heart of the wolf pack and draw out its head, they could destroy it. At least, that was the plan. Whether or not such a bold idea would work did not matter to Gabriel, provided he got to see Haku’s home burn (hopefully, with him inside). They were lucky to have no confrontations as they drew closer to the borders, and once across, no time was wasted. It took only a few moments for the shift to his Optime form, something he did not wish to linger in long. Gabriel moved with hellish speed, finding Haku’s scent and trailing it to the source. A cabin, reeking of the bastard, was his reward.

A small can of kerosene and a box of matches, pulled from the grenade-bag around his chest, did exactly what it was meant to do. Though small, the fire attacked the decaying wood and began to swallow it whole. Within minutes, Haku’s cabin was burning—and Gabriel, his eyes lit by that holy fire, was laughing even as he shifted back to his lupus form. Four legged, the Aquila continued to laugh, and welcomed the sickness that rushed up from the shadows deep in his soul.

This was the war he knew; one of perdition.

Hybrid Holocaust · 03-06-2010, 06:50 PM

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Hybrid had kept pace with Gabriel for the entire trek. He remained in his Secui form, as was customary, so he could easily defend the small band of coyotes if need be. When Gabriel had requested his assistance, Hybrid had not hesitated in his reply. It had taken far too long for them to reach this point, and Hybrid was ready for it, ready for everything. Despite his disappointing defeat with the traitor, Hybrid would make up for it with blood, tooth and claw, and restore his honour as a member of Inferni. Hybrid knew he had nothing to prove to anyone else, least of all to Gabriel. Even if he had wanted to, Hybrid had proved himself time and time again. Now, he was simply re-asserting the conventional wisdom: you don't fuck with Inferni and get away with it.

Hybrid remained alert while Gabriel prepared the fire. He did not want to see his leader taken unawares or blindsided while he was getting ready to smoke Haku out. Hybrid stood straight and ready, constantly scanning the area around them, searching for any enemies. During the entire time they'd spent travelling through the neutral territories, they had encountered no one. So far, things looked promising. Soon, they would see the end of Haku Soul. Hybrid could feel it. He revelled in the thought. Glory to all of Inferni.

Now, the flames were licking the roof of the building, growing larger and larger. Still, Hybrid remained in his Secui form, standing obediently beside Gabriel as the loyal soldier. Gabriel's loud jeering was met with stoic silence from Hybrid. They had to be ready for anything. For the glory.

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Snake · 03-07-2010, 01:28 AM

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He had assumed his own Secui form. He didn't prefer it—too bulky for his tastes—but he knew it would be the most pragmatic to take into a planned battle. He knew to fight in Optime when it arose, unexpected. He liked to fight in Lupus because it felt the most natural (having spent half of his life in that form, it seemed a little more instinctual than anything else). But the strength of the halfling form would be important against wolves, their bigger and stronger cousins. But he knew how to fight, and he knew well. He had pledged himself to Gabriel's cause as soon as word had drifted out to the Landfill, his solitary home. When they left, Snake was amongst their ranks. He was ready, but he was not anxious, and nor was he excited. He did not revel in this—of course, he did not find such joy in anything.

The sandy-furred coyote was on high alert as they cut into Dahlian territory; he had come here once before with Hezekiah, and they had immediately been found by Haku and then chased clear back to Inferni. He was not going to retreat like that this time, no. They tracked the scent of the Dahlian leader, finally finding where he had made his home. Gabriel had shifted to his Optime form, lighting the shack on fire before returning back to his usual phase. Snake watched the flames for a moment (though his senses were still keen for approach) and then switched his attention to the Aquila. The man was laughing before the flames. Snake shifted his gaze.

There was no joy in war. There was no glory. There was no honor. These were illusions for those that thought they were there. War consisted of pain, suffering, regret, and death. Those who thought those were virtues in this world were unstable, but Snake did not actively pass judgment—that was simply how he had interpreted things. He had seen enough in his short life. War was ugly, but it was necessary. Inferni needed to fight to defend themselves against the masses of wolves in the area. He knew that. But that didn't mean that he had to find thrill in this. Fighting, like everything, was neural to the coyote. There was no joy or sorrow in it. There was only action.

His olive eyes continued to scan the surrounding area. This was a challenge, if anything. The fire was a blinking beacon, and soon they would arrive. Snake stood, tense and prepared. He was silent.

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Cotl · 03-07-2010, 05:27 AM

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Word Count: 000 WOOOOOOO! MOLOTOV COCKTAILS!

In Character

Cotl had been more than excited to help with this mission. Fucking Molotov Cocktails, man. Cotl loved to explode things. It was just something that was his thing. Like spray painting, and tattooing. Destruction he was never really against, and this was war. War. This meant that Cotl had bragging right if he slaughtered a few stupid wolves, and he got to fuck over whatever stupid wolf whom decided to cross his path. The canine had been armed with about eight cocktails, standard made of petrol in a glass bottle with a wick that was doused in alcohol. He was a ticking timebomb at the moment. He had them all around his waist in a belt that he had gotten his brother to make for him. that was made from the skin of a bull that him and Jedidiah had taken down at one point in time. It haled the cocktails nicely and he didn't worry about dropping any. He also had his sword and sheath on his back, just in case he needed to fight someone.

The others had been traveling in their lupus and secui forms, while Cotl was still in optime form. He almost refused to show others his tiny form, or only slightly bigger Halfling form. He was very self-conscious of the way he had been crafted to be so much smaller than the wolf hybrids and the full coyotes that he had lived with. The only ones to see his other forms so far had been his brother, and Anselm. Cotl had kept up with the four legged canines that accompanied him. Or more like led him. He was one of the one whom had straggled behind a bit. He would be able to keep up more easily if he didn't have a belt full of bombs around his waist. He also didn't want them to make sound by hitting each other when he ran, so he had to be more careful with his steps and such. He had left Maschine back at home because of the hoof sounds and the fact that Maschine would probably freak out about the fire.

Cotl had been still approaching when Gabriel had been setting the fire to the house. He frowned lightly before he took his first cocktail and he took out his lighter. He looked at the cocktail, and then to the other canines. NYEH the twitch came before he had struck the lighter to the cloth which started to burn and he quickly threw it at some other house that had been close by to the one that Gabriel had set ablaze. Cotl himself had let out a wicked cackle as the house he had thrown the cocktail at had set ablaze, the flames rising and spreading as Cotl had started to run towards some other cabins and too, threw the molotov cocktails at them, setting them ablaze as well.

Jedidiah · 03-08-2010, 01:07 PM

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The day had finally come. Jedidiah could not forgive Haku for the monstrosity he had committed, he could not simply erase from his mind the sight of the dead bodies. The stench, the arduous task of burying everything in the ground, the way you could not even recognise their faces. All of this, burned into his mind, giving him the strength to accept Gabriel's proposal. They were going to burn the monster to the ground, see his flesh destroyed in a holy fire. God would have wanted it that way. God was sending his messengers on this journey, to teach the Dahlians about harbouring a monster in their midst and protecting him for as long as they had. Jedidiah would see them repent for their sins.

They travelled silently. He was in his four-legged form, though others seemed to choose the halfway or even two-legged one. That was of no concern to him. He could find his own way, he could simply choose to stay back. That was what his role should be. He should have his green satchel across his back, filled with herbs and medications for the injured coyotes. But not tonight. As they crossed borders, he did not regret coming along. Today, he would not be a healer. He would be a fighter, a messenger, a voice for God and His word. There was no expression on his face. Wrath would not do in this kind of situation. Wrath was for the weak and he would not let himself fall prey to that.

The fire started with Gabriel and continued with Cotl's cocktails. It spread and devoured the wood. The sound of it filled his ears and his hackles rose. Soon, they would come pouring out. The sinners. The sinners who worshipped the monster Haku. Jedidiah was ready for them. He would take them down. God would prevail.

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Haku Soul · 03-11-2010, 04:04 AM

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I totally did not realize it was my turn. I suxx +300

    Fire raged around him. Ember danced violently through the red hued world and the beast snapped playfully after one that briefly touched his muzzle. Fire and blood and death were always the elements of the blue eyed demon’s dreams, and this dream was no different. He stirred slightly, could feel the heat from the beautiful, maddening flames play with temperature, forcing it to rise and advancing like an invisible tsunami. More embers blew into his face and he found himself thinking back at his own destruction and birth. Always fire and always hell. Soft crackling was all that could be heard and he closed his eyes, seeing the dancing hues of the red flames through thin eyelids.


Brilliant blue orbs opened and the man realized that inferno had come to him in this life. Gone was death and blood, but fire remained. Somewhat dazed by the similarity between dream and reality, the large secui sat up on his haunches. Hot coal was falling around his auburn form. The cabin was on fire. The scent of it was intimidating, absorbing all scents but its own. Without recognizing his insane luck by being positioned in a corner that the fire and smoke had saved for last, the man rose and wandered casually out through the back door. It was locked, but powerful secui body blew it open in an explosion of burning wood and ash. Glowing orbs adjusted well and his face was twisted with a sick frown that probably was meant to serve as a crazed grin.


He shook his stinging coat, huffed and took in the scent of burnt hair. Flames had scorched his paws, but the man was oblivious of this as he lifted his face towards the sky and called for his minions. Muscles were the next to explode as the monster twisted around to travel around and to the front of the crumbling building that had once been his home. Lit, crazed orbs briefly registered a form running with something lit in its hands amongst other cottages, but what he so eagerly sought was waiting for him on the front, laughing like the true maniac he refused to acknowledge he was. There was joy in the crazed King’s heart as he set his course straight for Gabriel de le Poer, not patient enough to keep a low profile and wait for reinforcements.

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Kol Stormbringer · 03-11-2010, 10:30 AM

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It didn't take long for the dark woman to reach the source of the fire after she'd broken off from Bris. Kol was quietly thankful that her sister hadn't argued when she'd pointed her in the direction of helping Conor rather than assisting Haku. There was no doubt in the older Stormbringer's mind that Haku would be facing the main invasion, and Kol wanted her baby sister as far from that particular danger as possible. Burning embers from the town and catching trees floated about in the hellish black wind, falling to singe the dark woman's fur though she ignored it. Her violet eyes flashed as the inferno raged around her, and she squinted as her optime legs carried her closer to Haku's cabin. In the orange light of the fire, she could just make out the hulking secui form of the Rosen charging straight at Gabriel de le Poer. Unfortunately for Haku, the Inferni leader had backup. And if they defeated Haku, Kol was supremely afraid they would simply continue their hellish march and trample all of Dahlia de Mai, innocent and guilty alike. She couldn't let that happen.

Not pausing to think, Kol sprinted straight into the fray, her eyes widening slightly as she suddenly recognized one of the Infernians who had come to support his leader. His name escaped her, but imagined pain flared up across her left eye as she remembered the first outright battle in the first war. The damnable hybrid had left a memento for his opponent on that night, and Kol was determined to repay the favor. Her blood boiling from the fiery heat and the sudden lust for battle, Kol let loose a heart-felt battle cry and launched herself at the unforgettable Hybrid Holocaust, fangs and talons bared for anything she could damage.

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Minos Lierrah · 03-12-2010, 08:07 PM

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rawrrr Mino's hitt'n on Snake

His voice rang through the air. His voice, the voice of creation, the voice of destruction. Punishment, reward. Life, death. His voice called, and the follower did not needed to be told twice. His white form ran, the voice and its story propelling him faster then another could. His devotion to the pack’s alpha had only increased the more he lived among them. The knowledge of the power his new form provided had sealed the canines fate. He would die in the name of the giver, this day or another. Minos would perish in the honor of the one who gave him this gift. It had done just as the massive earth hued beast had said. It made him better.

Mino smelled the smoke and char, teeth shown against pink gums, and adrenaline pulsed through his muscled Secui body. Yellow eyes saw the flames, their reflection dancing in the bright gold pools. The structure was being eaten alive, and yet the follower could smell his leader’s scent. It was heavy in the air and it drove him further and faster. The figured danced among the shadows of the fire, and the male did not slow to choose whom would be the best target. He held no fear, the feeling that had been slowly draining from the primal beast since his initiation into his new life. The fighting had begun, and he ran at the closest beast that smelled of the coyote clan. Green eyes, were seen, acidic in tone and yet Minos saw nothing else but the need for blood.

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Semyon Terho · 03-14-2010, 05:09 AM

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Semyon's large, two-legged form sat without moving, sniffing the air and picking up the vague scents of a fire. If he listened carefully, he could hear it move, as well. As he did so, he could hear the Rosen's howl on top of it, and sprung to his feet in the blink of an eye. So, this was not just a fire. One arm moved out to grab his weapons from the ground; he did not always keep them on him. Moving swiftly, the warrior exited his own den and headed straight towards the inferno ahead. Only now could he behold the true size of it. Hands moved to fasten and ready those weapons that needed it, and every so often he bent down to grab a good-sized rock from the ground, and letting it into a pouch on his hip.

Soon, the colors of his own eyes were all around him, and he ignored the cries of other pack members dealing with the fire not too far away. Stopping at a little distance, he quickly spotted the forms how his enemies; Inferni. Nimbly placing a stone in his sling, he started to spin it above his head, and quickly sent one stone on its way to the smaller targets ahead of him. He threw another, and another, not waiting to check if he hit his mark. He would know he had succeeded when one of them dropped to the ground, at which point he would simply move on to another. That was, unless someone approached him where he stood; a sling was useless in close combat. Semyon knew none of these individuals' names, but it seemed that his comrades that he fought along did, as they chose their targets carefully. He focused on one with a strange garment on his head, easier for him to spot in the fiery chaos than the rest. Now, four rocks had been sent that way, but Semyon would not cease his bombardment before that one coyote dropped, or he was interrupted.

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Fae · 03-14-2010, 12:40 PM

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The burning scent was not one to ignore, its strength rousing her from sleep. This hadn't the refreshing, earthen scent of a wildfire, but one created by the hands of bloodthirsty beasts. She wasn't surprised in the slightest when the call of her monstrous leader was sent to her along with the pungent scent of burning. She rose immediately, slipping into the outside world to track down Haku and the wolves of Dahlia. It was time to fight, really fight, and she was thrilled for the bloodshed. On the run she went from a four-legged beast to one who ran on two, her limber form flying into the realm of battle. Fae stood back, watching the rising flames that tongued the sky, blue eyes absorbing the scene. Haku had thrown himself after their leader, the large coyote brute. Dahlian wolves had taken to the fight all around her, and she could hesitate no more.

She made a serpentine movement toward the coyotes, letting her eyes find a target of their own accord. They quickly settled upon a coyote who remained completely canine, not even taking to his Secui form for additional strength. Perhaps this would be easy, unless there coyotes also held an inner fire. He was like the last coyote she'd fought, and she (perhaps wrongly) deemed him stupid for allowing himself to remain so vulnerable. An almost seductive snarl pulling her face taut and frightening, Fae pulled her jeweled knife out of the inconspicuous sheath on her thigh and held it firmly in her fist. He knew what he was up against now, an Optime wolf with an ice sharp blade; she was relatively still, waiting for him.

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Gabriel de le Poer · 03-25-2010, 03:59 PM

At this point, all combatants should have broken into separate threads for fighting. You have until April 10th to finish these threads.

Please keep in mind that Gabriel is calling a retreat, so Inferni members should do so at the end of their threads.

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Gabriel vs Haku - in a trail of fire...
Hybrid vs Kol - refuse to remain complacent
Snake vs Minos - we are fuel and fire both
Cotl vs Seymon - I can't wait for you...
Jedidiah vs Fae - ??
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