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Date Posted: 19:17:16 10/14/02 Mon
Author Host/IP: adsl-63-204-107-170.dsl.sndg02.pacbell.net/63.204.107.170
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.humans.
's message, ".humans." on 15:30:46 10/14/02 Mon
((YOU watch the powerplaying. The holder of the TT is allowed to powerplay by ownership of the land. You, however, cannot shoot them with tranquilizers or loop a lasso over their heads unless the other player allows it. I'd say watch your own behind, as well as the powerplaying.))
§.He gives a snort, and the rope disappears. He rears, black form stark against the blue sky, mane streaming out from him. His eyes glow crimson with bloodlust, and a feeling of power emanates from him, one that would burn anyone but a friend mythic, and would burn imposters as well. He charges the one who tried to lasso him, murder in his eyes. He lowers his horn. Anyone who tried to stand in his way, human or magical, would be speared. Onyx hooves strike the ground, flashing as he gains speed. Finally, he leaps from the ground, straight towards the human. None could avoid him at this rate, and his bloodlust would sustain him until he was thoroughly satisfied that the humans were dead, or worse.§
Devil of Heaven
§.The Devil from Heaven.§
§.The One of the Bloodwrath.§
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