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- Giuseppe Trovato - 04-03-2011 [html]
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300+ .melfreebe02 b {font-weight:bold; color:#151c17; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #35463b; } .melfreebe02-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9aa39d; text-align:center;} .melfreebe02 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .melfreebe02 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#455148; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ofree2.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9aa39d; padding: 200px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9aa39d; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .melfreebe02-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #35463b; margin:0 auto;} .melfreebe02-line1 {width:430px; border-bottom:1px dotted #77847c; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> - Alaki - 04-04-2011 [html] Word Count: 634 Haha, this shall be interesting...
Life for the young Dasa seemed to be exiting the storm and heading towards smooth sailing, he knew things may not remain calm for long, but he was enjoy the quiet days he’d been having recently. Things with Selene were looking up, much to his surprise. He wasn’t sure on exactly what their relationship was at the time, but there was one and that’s all that mattered to him and as an added bonus, he hadn’t picked a fight or debated killing someone… atleast this week. Beneath his feet, he could feel a few small scattered stones, which wasn’t all that surprising. The main tunnels of which the pack used, had been cleared of small stones from day-to-day use, but the tunnel he headed down was seemingly hardly used. Blue eyes scanned his surroundings, but provided him with no insight to where in the tunnel he was, for all that he saw was endless darkness. Yet, he continued onwards, confident in his knowledge of the tunnels. His ear twitched, picking up the sound of voices that travelled through out the caves. It was probably some time in the evening he guessed; after spending so much time underground, his sense of time had greatly improved.. that and the distant sound of laughter and chatter indicated the time. Evening time seemed to be where others gathered to chat, meet up, giggle like a bunch of fools and make a lot of unnecessary noise. Thankfully, making merry and being nice weren’t his thing; for he’d hate to look and play the fool so many seem willing to do. Another bout of distant laughter echoed it’s way up the tunnel, only strengthening his opinion on night-time festivities, or at least, some of them. Idle conversation, unless in the form of bullying another, was pointless and a waste of good time and should be reduced to a minimum in the young male’s opinion. Down the narrow tunnel, familiar scents of other pack members lingered, comforting him in a way that said ‘you’re home and safe’. His feet tracked the invisible path that lay ahead of him, only the map within his mind to lead his way; lights, in any form were a waste of resource, another opinion in which he strongly believed in. If you could learn you way around and make do without, why waste resources. It seemed so lazy, as if it was the easy way out. Turning, he headed towards his direction; the personal rooms of the pack. In particular Selene’s. He’d stop by and see if Selene was in her room, if she was, he’s stop there for the night. If not, he’d find her then stop at hers for the night. Conclusion, spend the night with Selene, a slap happy grin spread to his face, hidden by the surrounding darkness. He was still a distance from his desired destination, the tunnel had been gradually widening until in the distance he saw a flicker of light. As he approached closer, he noted the smell of burning wood and a shadow falling upon the rocky walls. Coming to a halt, he tested the scents again to identify the person; without a doubt the person ahead was pack, but not someone he knew. His head titled to the side as he considered what to do; whether to change his path or continue and encounter the stranger. Stubborn pride kicked in and he continued forward, making no attempt to hide his approach. After a few moments of silent walking, he emerged into a light area, where a burning fire and a lone male sat. Normally, one would say something in such a situation. Instead, he choose to simply raise a questioning eyebrow at the male before him, noting the bottle smelling suspiciously like alcohol. Great, a lost drunk. - Giuseppe Trovato - 04-10-2011 [html] occgoodnessss
300+ .melfreebe01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#d2cfc9; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #211e1b; } .melfreebe01-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#211e1b; text-align:center;} .melfreebe01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .melfreebe01 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#5c514b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... tofree.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #d2cfc9; padding: 180px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#211e1b; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .melfreebe01-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #5c514b; margin:0 auto;} .melfreebe01-line1 {width:430px; border-bottom:1px dotted #9d9592; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> - Alaki - 04-17-2011 [html] Word Count: 393 His head fell back, long, smooth strands of black hair swayed and fell with the movement and then he chuckled; the sound deep and full of genuine humour. “Well ain’t you a right charmer” he countered, his arms coming up to cross across his chest, blue eyes peering down at the male; hard and cold, as they always were. He could not remember who had said it, but he’d been told that eyes often showed a canine’s emotions; but his had always been devoid. Jay had suggested that since he never liked sharing himself with others, his eyes stopped showing emotion. At the time, it had sounded ridiculous and well, still did. One thing he was certain of, was the he did not tolerate another telling him what to do; especially one of a lower rank, not that he cared much for his standing within the pack, but he was above the male and would use it against him if need be. But for now, he settled on a simple show of defiance; he remained exactly where he was, whilst mimicking the smirk he’d seen upon the others face. “I’d say yours were just as hairy as mine, dog” he cared little about the other’s heritage, he was simply stating a fact. Now satisfied he’d made his point and he’d stopped being petty, he manoeuvred around the fire, keeping a comfortable distance between himself and the hybrid. He moved until he was next to a wall, of which he then gently leant against, taking the weight off his legs and using the wall as support. There was enough distance between himself and the other, so that the hybrid was no longer within his personal space and he believed himself to be out of the others, but was close enough to maintain a conversation, if one was to take place. Normally, he would have walked on, continued on his way and left the drunk to himself, he had plans for the evening that were much more entertaining than keeping a miserable drunk company. But the tone of voice and choice of words the stranger had used irritated him, resulting in his vaguely pleasant mood changing into a sour one. Since the hybrid wanted to be an arse, he would join him. If this hybrid wanted to pick a fight with him, he was game. .alaki-clown .ooc {font-style:italic; } .alaki-clown p {padding:2px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .alaki-clown b {color:#191e25; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .alaki-clown {background-image:url(http://img717.imageshack.us/img717/7687/alakitable.png); background-position:top center; background-color: #506982; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#898e91; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #3c4042; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; padding:285px 0px 0px 0px; } </style> - Giuseppe Trovato - 04-22-2011 [html] occgoodnessss
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Coding by Sie. In Character
Staring down at the dog hybrid, he watched silently as the other chuckled and continued to drown himself in booze. The smell of the liquid was fowl, it's stench filling the air and irritating his nose. Disgusting.. he shook his head slightly in disapproval. The Dasa could not stop himself from scowling at the hybrid, for he himself did not drink and did not approve all that much at those who did. Alcohol in any form, was a way to escape reality and weakens ones senses, only a fool or a coward would touch the stuff in his opinion. At the others words, his lips curled up into a smirk, in which he followed up by an obvious once-over of his drunken companion; blue eyes taking in the others mixed heritage form, before his eyes eventually fell upon the male's.“I’ve done better”. His words held a slight ring of truth to them; he had slept with J’Adore and the satisfaction he’d gotten out of humiliating the other was immense… as for comparing the two’s appearance, they were about the same; rotten, brown drunks. “But you are welcome to amuse me, Giuseppe, and attempt to charm me out of my pants. Go right ahead, I’m not stopping you” he taunted the hybrid. Blue eyes narrowed and peered down at the other, daring him to try, to rise to the bait. “As for your personal inquiry, why would it be any of your concern how long I’ve been underground?” he spat out. One of his few pet hates were strangers trying to pry personal information out of him, as if they were entitled to know about his life. It disgusted him, the need others seemed to have to know so much about him. Information was a powerful thing, and he did not like giving others power over him. Knowing where someone lives, their hobbies, who the hang out with; such trivial things can turn someone into easy prey, it makes their actions predictable, it makes them vulnerable. Looking upon the other, it seemed as if the dog hybrid had ‘shady character’ tattooed on his forehead. It amazed him that the hybrid had been allowed into the pack. .AlakiSw1 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .AlakiSw1 b {font-family:verdana; color:#c3ac7a; text-shadow:#c3ac7a 0px 0px 4px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AlakiSw1-b {width:461px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0px auto;} .AlakiSw1-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#c3ac7a; text-shadow:#c3ac7a 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AlakiSw1-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .AlakiSw1 {background-color:#000000; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #ffffff; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#b17c30; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:459px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://img857.imageshack.us/img857/8435/table1.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:310px 0px 10px 0px; }</style> - Giuseppe Trovato - 04-23-2011 [html] occgoodnessss
300+ .melfreebe01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#d2cfc9; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #211e1b; } .melfreebe01-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#211e1b; text-align:center;} .melfreebe01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .melfreebe01 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#5c514b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... tofree.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #d2cfc9; padding: 180px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#211e1b; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .melfreebe01-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #5c514b; margin:0 auto;} .melfreebe01-line1 {width:430px; border-bottom:1px dotted #9d9592; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> - Alaki - 05-02-2011 [html] Out of Character
Coding by Sie. In Character
Tutting at the other, he shook his head from side to side in a disapproving manner. “I merely stated a fact, and if anyone is arrogant it would be you with your boast that you could … what was it? ‘charm the pants off any canine’.” He mimicked the others voice slightly as he repeated the hybrids words, “I was simply offering you a chance to prove that you weren’t nothing but a drunken fool, whom was running his mouth.” Shrugging his shoulders, he looked upon the other, disappointment written across his face. It had been awhile since he’d had a good laugh, and no doubt seeing the brown hybrid attempt to charm him would have amused the Dasa to no end. “But apparently, that’s all you amount to”. Sadly, it seemed the chances of the drunken hybrid rising to the bait were low, and so he did not get his hopes up for a free show. A dark, pierced ear twitched at the mention of manners and he had to stop himself before he laughed; oh, how many times have others commented on my lack of manners and rude approach. Personally, he did not believe that he was ever in the wrong, it was just bad luck that he encountered so many canines who liked to look down their noses at others and nit pick on such a trivial matter. Interestingly enough, the miserable fucker seemed more than willing to talk about himself. Listening, he made a note of the seemingly pointless information, encase it could have a later use. It surprised him that he had yet to encounter the hybrid even though the bastard had been sulking around Anathema for so long. “Hrmmm, so you’re a Zapar then? And yet you run your mouth of to someone of a higher rank than you. You’re either brave or a fool, personally, I’d bet on the latter.” Shrugging once more; for he actually cared little about the other’s show of disrespect, he contemplated answering the other. “Name’s Alaki”. The Dasa’s self introduction was short and to the point; not giving the other any unnecessary details, but at the same time doing as he was asked. “Been here for a few months, I come from no set location.” The added information he provided was vague, but he had introduced himself and given the other personal information so the hybrid should have no room to complain. .AlakiSw1 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .AlakiSw1 b {font-family:verdana; color:#c3ac7a; text-shadow:#c3ac7a 0px 0px 4px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AlakiSw1-b {width:461px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0px auto;} .AlakiSw1-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#c3ac7a; text-shadow:#c3ac7a 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AlakiSw1-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .AlakiSw1 {background-color:#000000; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #ffffff; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#b17c30; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:459px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://img857.imageshack.us/img857/8435/table1.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:310px 0px 10px 0px; }</style> |