Date Posted:19:52:34 03/18/02 Mon Author: Luken Subject: +darkness beholds the form at hand+
+a large, masculine wolf of a blackened pelt strides slowly upon the terrain, entering this building of death and deceit, he purrs to himself the possibilities of it all..., he then slightly begins to change to his human form, massive muscles bust from his black wife beater as his trench coat falls over white skin of his vampyre structure, it drags the ground as he slowly begins his human stride to the beauty of his choosings...the one who interests him greatly, his hair finally becomes evident, ebony spiked tendrels of essence, a small strand falls as a bang over his left eye, gel conjuring it all in prospective, he growls softly to himself, his looks quite handsome, he then smiles and places his hand in his pocket, a satanic gesture of his that leaves him emotionless....+
