Frosty
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[M:-140]
Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 22, 2006 0:54:44 GMT -5
Frosty Had been walking around the mall after his little experince with Dani, it was fun, Aside from being pwned by a Sycho and having to have Cash save their asses... He walked around, sporting his new Metal Bo staff and .357 Magnum he had gotten from Cash, which he had yet to use.
Walking around he ran into a Zombie, a wide grin crossed his face as he whipped his bo taff around, decapitating it in a fast swing, blood spewed from the cropse as it fell. Most of the blood Landing on Frosty's face. He wasn't too happy with this either. "Why the fuck! Do I always get blood on me!" He exclaimed kicking the fallen corpse as blood covered his boot.
He looked down on it and his 'angry' face turtned into an 'I hate this shit' Face. "MOTHERFUCK!"
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Hayyel
Psychopath
[M:100]
A wolf at heart, imprisoned in a human form.
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Post by Hayyel on Dec 22, 2006 1:01:27 GMT -5
A soft tsking sound floated to the young man, "Now, now. Such language won't do."
Hayyel smiled, walking quickly and flexing her claw armored hand. She hadn't been doing much, trying to keep Wolf from ripping everything apart mostly. A few zombies had attacked her but she needn't worry about protecting herself from them, Wolf did it without a request. Hayyel had to admit, without Wolf, her other personality, her life would be quite dull considering she would already be dead by now.
Seeing this boy made Wolf howl at the sight of another living person and it made Hayyel laugh with relief. Only the sight and smell of rotting zombies had been the two mindset's company, now they had someone to talk to.
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Frosty
Mod|Survivor
[M:-140]
Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
Posts: 187
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Post by Frosty on Dec 22, 2006 1:04:43 GMT -5
Frosty whipped around, Kicking his bo staff up and with a spin he put it in the sleeve on his back. "And you are?" He asked looking her up and down the staring at her armored hands.
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Hayyel
Psychopath
[M:100]
A wolf at heart, imprisoned in a human form.
Posts: 14
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Post by Hayyel on Dec 22, 2006 1:11:42 GMT -5
"Name's Hayyel and yours, sugar?" Wolf's Scottish accent slipped into Hayyel's voice.
Her caramel gaze slowly wandered up and down his body, he didn't really seem fit enough to kill but Hayyel was the last person to judge. She knew how misleading appearances could be. Why, she looked like a normal girl with a happy future! On the inside, however, a feral beast named Wolf ran wild, eagerly awaiting the time when Hayyel's mental barriers would weaken and she could escape to kill.
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Frosty
Mod|Survivor
[M:-140]
Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
Posts: 187
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Post by Frosty on Dec 22, 2006 1:14:49 GMT -5
"Names, Frosty... Don't ask..." He said stretching and cracking his neck. "Nice to meet you I guess, Sorry if I sound harsh, I've had my share of sychos and I can barley trust anyone in this shit whole anymore."
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Hayyel
Psychopath
[M:100]
A wolf at heart, imprisoned in a human form.
Posts: 14
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Post by Hayyel on Dec 22, 2006 1:22:29 GMT -5
Hayyel smiled slightly, "Are you accusing me of being a psycho? Or are you merely stating you have met enough not to trust people immediately?"
The girl stiffened as she heared the sounds of shuffling zombie feet and groans. She spun and visibly bristled as a zombie moved into veiw. Where there was one there was usually more. She dashed up to the creature and her clawed hand came up to crush the brittle skull wihting her strong fingers, her other claws ripping into its chest and peircing organs. She made a face and shook her hands, letting the no longer moving corpse fall to the floor. Her head lifted and her nostrils flared, Wolf urging her to kill more zombies.
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Frosty
Mod|Survivor
[M:-140]
Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
Posts: 187
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Post by Frosty on Dec 22, 2006 1:24:59 GMT -5
"I pick the latter one toots..." He said walking past her to the corpse, pulling the .357 and firering a shot into it's head for good measure. The guns kick was extremly powerful and made his arm jerk back violently.
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Hayyel
Psychopath
[M:100]
A wolf at heart, imprisoned in a human form.
Posts: 14
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Post by Hayyel on Dec 22, 2006 1:39:41 GMT -5
Hayyel felt a spark of anger in her mind flare up because of the petname. But what really made her pissed was that Frosty seemed to think that she couldn't kill a zombie by herself! The nerve! Wolf saw her chance and leapt, breaking free of her mental prison and taking over Hayyel's body. The only noticably physical difference of the change was the new feral gleam in Wolf's eyes.
"Don't call me that," Wolf's voice was almost unintelligible and growl-like.
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Frosty
Mod|Survivor
[M:-140]
Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
Posts: 187
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Post by Frosty on Dec 22, 2006 1:45:51 GMT -5
"Meh, If you don't like it, you can take it up with the three remaining shots of this here .357" He said in tone that showed he wasn't going back down from her as He walked away from the corpse and holstered his gun.
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Hayyel
Psychopath
[M:100]
A wolf at heart, imprisoned in a human form.
Posts: 14
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Post by Hayyel on Dec 22, 2006 1:47:45 GMT -5
"Don't mess with me boy!" Wolf barked and loped up behind Frosty, moving her arm to grab his throat in a headlock.
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Frosty
Mod|Survivor
[M:-140]
Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
Posts: 187
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Post by Frosty on Dec 22, 2006 1:51:21 GMT -5
As her arms, Came, they only grasped air. Frosty had spun and was now behind her with his staff to the back of her neck. "Look lady, I'm pissed, Not a very good thing to act all big and bad towards me when I'm pissed."
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Hayyel
Psychopath
[M:100]
A wolf at heart, imprisoned in a human form.
Posts: 14
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Post by Hayyel on Dec 22, 2006 1:56:08 GMT -5
Wolf barked a sharp laugh and let hersef fall forward, tucking into a roll and spinning on her heel, "Soft little Hayyel isn't here. I won't be so lenient with you, two-legger."
The lycanthrope's stance was sligthly stooped, her hands almost touching the floor, while she watched Frosty through wild eyes. A soft growl crept up her throat and settled into a steady rythm there.
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Frosty
Mod|Survivor
[M:-140]
Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
Posts: 187
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Post by Frosty on Dec 22, 2006 1:57:52 GMT -5
His eyes lit up and a small smile came to his lips. He spun his staff and dropped into a Horse stance. "C'mon baby, lets see what you got." He tuanted.
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Hayyel
Psychopath
[M:100]
A wolf at heart, imprisoned in a human form.
Posts: 14
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Post by Hayyel on Dec 22, 2006 2:08:52 GMT -5
Wolf snarled and launched herself into a full out run on all fours. She let her feet fall out from uder her and she slid inbetween Frosty's legs, her slender body slipping inbetween his legs as she turned on her side. Her hand came out and up to claw open the innerside of his thigh while her other hand came up to protect her head from any attacks.
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Frosty
Mod|Survivor
[M:-140]
Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
Posts: 187
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Post by Frosty on Dec 22, 2006 2:14:15 GMT -5
Frosty chuckled, Using his Bo staff as a Support as it the tip stayed on the ground Frosty sprung up, barely avoiding her attack and gaining distance from one another but enough for his staff to reach. As one of his feet touched the ground, Frosty poped the Staff down at her shoulder with a hard swing downwards.
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