11-14-2008, 03:57 AM
OOC: No problemo! I did say it was thrashing around wildly! XD
IC:
Kalkalborn tried to get Grim away from his throat as best as he can, but the Devil-Dog snarled viciously, net letting go of the thick flesh. Hot blood dripped down his muzzle, both his and his opponent's. The demon roared furiously, and tightened his grip around three of Grim's legs and his tail with his remaining two arms. With a sickening snap and crack, the limbs snapped in odd angles, either broken or crushed. The Grim screwed his eyes shut in agony, letting out a cross between a whimper and a roar. He focused as hard as he could on his jaws and ripped his head backward, tearing off a large portion of Kalkalborn's neck.
The Demon whinnied and thrashed, its dark, boiling blood cascading down its front and staining the grass black before they shriveled up and died. In a flash of black, the shadow that followed Grim around slashed twice simultaneously, and the Demon centaur's stallion-head went flying, right before the body erupted into burning ash. The Grim hit the ground from a few meters up, lying in a heap. He panted hard, one of his eyes open as he watched Daisy, panting hard. He couldn't move until his body repaired itself enough to allow him movement. He was accustomed to the pain, but as soon as he could use his Blessing of the Dark, he was going to aid Daisy.
"Daisy- Daisy-" The Grim half grunted, half whined.
Ozmandyas cackled deeply in triumph as its eye focused. More tentacles wrapped around her, her wrists, her ankles, knees and neck...
One of the tentacles sprouted scythe-like, razor sharp protrusions, spikes that were hooked at the end. The tentacle hooked behind the waistband of her miniskirt and tore it off, exposing her panties.
IC:
Kalkalborn tried to get Grim away from his throat as best as he can, but the Devil-Dog snarled viciously, net letting go of the thick flesh. Hot blood dripped down his muzzle, both his and his opponent's. The demon roared furiously, and tightened his grip around three of Grim's legs and his tail with his remaining two arms. With a sickening snap and crack, the limbs snapped in odd angles, either broken or crushed. The Grim screwed his eyes shut in agony, letting out a cross between a whimper and a roar. He focused as hard as he could on his jaws and ripped his head backward, tearing off a large portion of Kalkalborn's neck.
The Demon whinnied and thrashed, its dark, boiling blood cascading down its front and staining the grass black before they shriveled up and died. In a flash of black, the shadow that followed Grim around slashed twice simultaneously, and the Demon centaur's stallion-head went flying, right before the body erupted into burning ash. The Grim hit the ground from a few meters up, lying in a heap. He panted hard, one of his eyes open as he watched Daisy, panting hard. He couldn't move until his body repaired itself enough to allow him movement. He was accustomed to the pain, but as soon as he could use his Blessing of the Dark, he was going to aid Daisy.
"Daisy- Daisy-" The Grim half grunted, half whined.
Ozmandyas cackled deeply in triumph as its eye focused. More tentacles wrapped around her, her wrists, her ankles, knees and neck...
One of the tentacles sprouted scythe-like, razor sharp protrusions, spikes that were hooked at the end. The tentacle hooked behind the waistband of her miniskirt and tore it off, exposing her panties.
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