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LADY GREY

"I've always liked to play with fire..."

Name- Lady Grey
Breed- Andalusian X Dutch Warmblood
Age- 6 upon death
Gender- Mare
Height- 17hh
Alliance- Dark
Health- 100% despite being dead

Terms
3 physical attacks
1 supernatural attack
2 dodges
1200 word Max
500 min
5 days to reply

The untamed winds of hell whipped about the feral realm of the underworld, forever stirring the ash and dust. The chorus of agonized screams ebbed and flowed like oceanic waves of sound, piercing her thoughts and building her resolve. Hell's resplendent woman teetered on the razored lip of an eroded cliff peering down into the ignited abyss writhing with the tortured souls of the damned. No typical smile marked the delicate mare's features but rather a composed exterior conveyed her slight nerve upon the approaching hour of her due clash with the Lord of Utopia. Did the white devil feel a fear? Indeed she did. This would be the young woman's first encounter with her opposition let alone her first conflict since mounting the queen's chair. Yes, the neutral war had taken place, but those gears had already been turning and practically finalized long before the cardinal dawn of her reign. Lady Grey expelled a useless current of carbon in a heaved sigh as her stainless form pivoted on her heels to turn away from the torment. Ruby hued lanterns glittered with a settled determination. Just before the hour, her new king had met with her in their sequestered part of hell. Virunas was a formidable being she was glad had earned the throne beside her. Their moment together, albeit short and leaden with this eve, was important and would hopefully serve the white queen well. Curiously, Lady Grey looked up to the swirling void that was her sky. Large angelic wings unfurled from her sides, ready to pull her lean physique aloft. One... Two... Three flaps of her feathered appendages and her gray hooves departed the black carbonaceous terrain, ready to meet the Lord of Utopia. Like a remarkable swan of damnation, the pristine figure of the heathen lady withdrew from her infernal refuge. The mortal world blossomed before her as the heat of her realm abandoned her. Within moments the battlegrounds laid before the white queen and she dipped her bodice forward. Like an elegant feather, she effortless floated to the stained dust and stone littered with sun-bleached fragments of bone; remains of valorous investments failed. The poor smitten souls strewn about the grounds coaxed a grin to the ivory mare's beautiful features. Above her, nature growled and grumbled at her presence. Clouds clustered to form an ominous tempest upon the distant horizon, bruised by blacks and churning blues as its belly distended with ready-to-pour moisture. Lady Grey shook her finely chiseled bodice. Beneath her satin skin muscles tensed and knotted, eager to unleash their pent-up energy against the Lord of Utopia. An unpleasant unease poisoned her stomach, but the ivory matriarch repressed her anxiety behind a shield of calm. Carefully, she picked her way forward folding her wings at her sides. She did not see the form of the Utopian mogul which betrayed she had arrived early. Good. The beautiful goddess of discord fixated upon a spot to wait and like an alabaster statue, she took her place.

Brilliant wings adjusted and collapsed at her sides. Silken white locks tumbled down the soft contour of her jugular and draped across the bridge of her snout. Idly in her wait, her thoughts twisted inside her mind. It truly was an inconvenience to be present upon these grounds when a coronation could be had, but she supposed she would need some form of effort to give to the demons back at home other than lavish parties and paper titles. At last, an insidious yet thrilled smirk arched her ashen lips. Her nerves were still very much ironically alive buzzing against her bones until her very frame threatened to rattle with anticipation, but on the surface, she remained like an undisturbed body of water. The stakes were deliciously stacked for this battle for she would either walk home with two souls or become shackled and hauled away to heaven for imprisonment. Lady Grey allowed her typical amused chortle, so sweet a sound upon the atmosphere that it could not possibly belong to the Czarina of the damned. She entertained the thoughts of falling victim to captivity. Undoubtedly, her failure would be their glorious triumph and the heavens would sing about their feat. Lady Grey would not be able to blame them. After all, she was the gambler who had suggested the wage. If she were to fail today then it would only humble her before her people and it would certainly take more than one miserable misstep to send the gray queen running from her throne. She would not make the mistake of thinking herself impervious to her enemies and succumb to the voids when faced with defeat. She knew the previous queen had endured severe ridicule during her reign and forfeited her position by disappearing into the unknown. If she failed and the demons sneered and mocked her she would not deny their truths but embrace them. An unbeatable queen is unrealistic... but a durable one is respected. Lady Grey would strive to be the durable and today would mark the first of her many steps. This day would either set a foundation for a horrendous trend or a lesson to lead her into infamy.


" Speech."
"Thoughts/Someone else speaks"

|OOC:| @starlight
|Muse:| Good!
|Music:| None

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3 DAY EXTENSION For @starlight since her dog has been having issues. I'm not sure if 3 will be enough, but I wanted to get something up for her.

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SPIKE

since you left, i've been holding onto a memory
since you walked out that door
and you said i changed and you're so damn sick of me
you're not mine anymore

Name- spike
Breed- arabian x paint x shire
Age- 7 years
Gender- stallion
Height- 18.0
Alliance- unallianced
Health- 100% - missing left eye, missing feathers from wings, burn holes in wings

Spike had made it though the war, but not without his heart breaking into pieces. He was sad that it had come down to this, that blood had to be shed and lands burned. He had seen so much hurt within the last couple of months, that he wished that he could have put a stop to it. But he had no luck, he was barely enough to save Cooper Creek from burning. He had been in two different fights with the Underworld since he took the position as Lord of Utopia. It seemed that their ranks where ever changing, which gave him good hope that he might just win this fight. As the painted beast moved along, he took a passing glance the neutral lands until he came to the free lands. The stallion landed near the battlefield, taking the chance to get some rest before he fought. Though his energy was endless, he also wanted to settle his mind down. As he stood there in the shadows, he rested himself against a tree. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and tried to get himself into the proper mood to fight.  He could feel the darkness creeping into his soul, the same darkness that was born into him.

With a flick of his wings, the stallion was moving along. His steps where effort less and he didn't try to hard, but he moved with a mission now. He would not be stopped, at least not until he was dead. He had stolen the soul of Sly for the soul purpose of using it as a barging chip. He wanted the Healker out of the Neutral Royal Kingdom and if this was the only way, then he would do it. As he moved into the battlefield, he saw lady gray. Her fire burned on her body effortlessly and he looked like a lovely creature, but he knew she was deadly. Spike dipped his head as he moved along, giving a call to her. "Are you ready, Lady Grey?" he asked. Spike stood about fifty paces away from her by the time he stopped. He flexed his wings outward, showing off the feathers that where woven within as if they belonged there.  "I hoped it would not come to this, but it seems that I must prove a point." he stated to her. He stood still for only a moment or two longer, before he put his body into motion as he charged towards her.  His frame was only slightly larger than hers but he hoped it would still make a difference.

As he moved, his body was covering the ground quickly and with little effort before he slid to a stop before her. As his hooves slid into the ground, burning his heels he rose upward with a great leap, his hooves moving about wildly as he aimed to come back down on her bodice and neck. His right brown eye locked onto her form, carefully watching her movements. It would be stupid for him to let her get him on her blind side, but stranger things had happened.

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TERMS: 1200 word max, 500 word min, 5 days to reply
ATTACKS:
1) Reared upward, trying to hit her body and neck with his hooves.
2)
3)
SUPER ATTACK:
1)
DODGES:
1)
2)
INJURIES:

TAGGED: @abysmeus

WORDS: 521

NOTES: xxx

TIMELINE: after the war is over, before the new lord of hell

speaking.

thinking.

table by @ripshank

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LADY GREY

"I've always liked to play with fire..."

Name- Lady Grey
Breed- Andalusian X Dutch Warmblood
Age- 6 upon death
Gender- Mare
Height- 17hh
Alliance- Dark
Health- 94%

Injuries: Sustained a sizable gash on her left shoulder and a split ear from Spike's rearing strike.

Attacks

I. Lady Grey, after receiving injuries, sidestepped Spike's remaining airtime and aimed to bite a chunk out of his side.

II. Not sure if her first attack was successful, she creates a small distance where she has just enough room to lunge forward and pivot for a hind kick aimed at Spike's shoulder, neck, or head.

Terms
1/3 physical attacks
1 supernatural attack
2 dodges
1200 word Max
500 min
5 days to reply

"Are you ready, Lady Grey?" The unfamiliar call pierced the atmosphere and drew her attention faster than a serpent strike. Her ruby gaze locked upon the chestnut and ivory painted Lord of a Utopia just as his divine form yielded several lengths away from her own. A fiendish smirk stretched along her ashen lips and the ivory queen dipped her head respectfully toward Spike. " Such a pleasure to meet you my lord. It was all in due time that this should have happened." Her honeyed lyrics dripped cloyingly sweet and optimistic despite the circumstance they faced. A small chortle reverberated in her delicate throat when the king of saints flexed his gargantuan wings; tattered and singed from wear and tear. Was the life atop the clouds not as grand as the scriptures depicted? Were the fields not lavish with green stalks and the skies not as clear and harmonious? "I hoped it would not come to this, but it seems that I must prove a point." The demonic queen sneered gently toward the angel. " Then come to me oh holy father. Drive your point home." Her red eyes glittered excitedly and her neck curled into a beautifully rounded arch. Her dainty ears descended upon her crown and then it began. Spike's larger physical mass lunged forward. Lady Grey's own muscles coiled tightly beneath her pliable skin and knotted with anxiety. She had little time to strategize and perhaps her hesitation was just a moment too long. The divine beast jarred to an abrupt halt. His upper body hoisted upward and dark hooves began to flail madly toward her vital points. The heathen woman hissed as his hooves lacerated the tender flesh upon her left shoulder and simultaneously cuffed one of her delicate harks. The soft velvet lobe split beneath his strike and intense burning blossomed across the right side of her head before a warm ribbon of blood dribbled down to the gentle curve of her jaw and fell to the already stained sands. Another intense stinging splintered across her left side and new trails of crimson blazed down her leg. It had been quite a bit of time since she had felt the likes of pain splitting her precious skin. The unpleasant sensation heightened her senses and for several seconds she felt the nostalgic mortal fear of death riot within her mind alongside the gruesome flashbacks of her own death. For a split second, she felt the familiar pangs of a panic prick at her dead heart, but the reality that she was already dead and these wounds - while looked and felt appalling - were a temporary nuisance helped stabilize her.

Bright scarlet fluid wept from the newly drawn incisions upon her shoulder and ear as the white woman gained the sense to sidestep the rest of the assault. Slightly irritated from the minuscule wounds carved into her otherwise immaculate form, Lady Grey retaliated. Her head snaked outward and her ashen hued lips drew back to bare her ivory enamels toward the broad side of Spike's flank. If precision did not fail her through the distraction of her own pain she would aim to rip a substantial amount of his hide between her teeth, but everything was already turning into a swift chaos between them. Her teeth clamped, but she was not aware of whether or not they clasped air or skin. Regardless, the silver queen swiftly recoiled. If she succeeded in her attack, the motion would tear the targeted flesh away, but more importantly, she avoided leaving her extended neck exposed for too long. Once more, her gentle chin drew toward her bosom and arched her lean yet chiseled crest as she danced a slight distance away from Spike. Silver locks cascaded like a silken curtain down her nape in tousled layers. Her ruby eyes flashed and flickered like deep hellfire and they never left her celestial opponent. She had to admit that he was a formidable force to be squared against, but would he be enough? Regaining her composure, the pearl-hued empress leered at the Lord of Utopia. At least she knew now what half her opposition was like. Without another moment to allow her sporadic mind to wander down anymore tangent rabbit holes, she clicked her tongue at the lord in taunting. In a lurching motion, her white body lunged forward. She did not charge him as he had done to her as she did not leave enough room for such an action. Instead, upon her front feet reconnecting with the ground she whipped her rear end around to swing her hind limbs up and outward. Lady Grey aimed as high as she could with her hind kick. She aimed for a bruising strike to a shoulder or to catch him harshly upside the head, but her airtime was ephemeral and just as quickly as her strike began her back feet landed upon the soil. Unaware of her effort's results, her head twisted to examine what damage she might have done.




" Speech."
"Thoughts/Someone else speaks"

|OOC:| @starlight
|Muse:| Good!
|Count:| 967 words
|Music:| None

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SPIKE

'cause i love the long shot
and the left out lost causes
hanging out in the back of the pack with the dark horses
i ride the wrong road just as fast as I can
god knows there's no one else to blame
i know i'm the only one to blame
Sometimes I think I get off on the pain

Name- spike
Breed- arabian x paint x shire
Age- 7 years
Gender- stallion
Height- 18.0
Alliance- unallianced
Health- 90% - missing left eye, missing feathers from wings, burn holes in wings, large gash on his flank, minor concussion, cut and bruising around his missing eye

The painted stallion stood and waited for the gray mare to appear, ready to give her a good fight. He didn't quite know what to expect with her, but he had plenty of experience facing the Lord's and Ladies of the Underworld. To him they where all the same, none of them really seemed any different and he wondered if she would leave a lasting impression? As spoke outward to her, it seemed that they locked eyes and he knew he didn't want to break the contact. She spoke pleasantries and he scoffed just a little bit, but replied to her. "I wish I could say the same, but I don't think this will be the kind of pleasurable experience either of us would like to have." he spoke darkly. His comment was meant to be sexual, but it was also to see if he could get into her head at all. As he came closer to her, hoping that he would be able to prove a point and maybe miss with her, he was almost thrown back by her comment. "Oh i'll drive more than that, if your not careful." he cooed to her, a smirk across his muzzle after he was done. The stallion studied the mare's features, wondering if he had a heart to mar such a lovely creature. But as the time ticked by, he started to remember why he was doing this.

But it was not long after they both exchanged words that he moved forward with his first attack. His hooves slicing at her tender flesh, leaving marks across her body and allowing the red liquid to flow freely. The stallion left marks across her body, more than what he thought she would let him get away with. But at the last moment the mare took a side step and began to attack him in return. As the mare out stretched her neck, she aimed to bite his flank. The stallion snarled at the mare, extending his own neck outward as he reached for her withers with his own ivories. He was not about to let her be the only one to cause pain. As his own flesh was ripped from his body and the blood flowed freely, he winced and felt his jaw tense as he dealt with the pain. As the mare danced away from him, he pulled his head upward and pinned his harks. The stallion snorted and pawed at the earth, feeling the pain pulse though his body. The pain he was feeling was nothing compared to loosing his eye, it almost felt like a minor scratch. He turned his head to look at the damage, but snorted as he turned his head to look at her. "Do you think that hurt me?" he taunted her, smiling as he took a step closer to her. "I like the pain, it let's me know that i'm still alive in some way." he snarled as he moved to push his body forward again at the same time that she did. It was almost like something was drawing the two of them together, but he knew this would be anything but magical.

As the pair of them both seemed to charge at the same time, he did not know what to expect. Their motions where almost mirrored, but by the time he noticed her attack it was to late for him to move. He pulled his head upward as he feet connected with his cheek. The stallion jerked his head as she made contact, leaving a almost perfect print of her hoof on the side of his face where he had lost his eye. The paint was great enough to leave him stunned for a moment. His head started to pulse and he found himself staring at the ground for a moment, before he noticed that she had stopped to look at what she had done. The stallion shook his head, feeling the pulsing pain travel down his flank again. He slowly found the energy to growl and snarl, stumbling as he traveled towards her. The stallion found himself upon her before he had figured out just what his attack would be, but he raised himself off of the ground. He aimed to put both of his front legs down on her back as hard as he could. He wanted to bring her to her knees and make her bow to him, after all her kingdom was below his own. He laughed a little, sounding as dark as his heritage was. "Let's get this done and over with Mi'Lady Grey." He spoke with a smile and a dark look in his brown eye.

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TERMS: 1200 word max, 500 word min, 5 days to reply
ATTACKS:
1) Reared upward, trying to hit her body and neck with his hooves.
2) Reached to bite her withers as she attacked his flank.
3) Reared upward and aimed to slam his legs down on her back as he came down.
SUPER ATTACK:
1)
DODGES:
1)
2)
INJURIES:
1) large gash on his flank
2) minor concussion
3) cut around his eye socket
4) bruising around his eye socket

TAGGED: @abysmeus

WORDS: 780

NOTES: Spike is a seal brown tobiano, not chestnut!

TIMELINE: after the war is over, before the new lord of hell

speaking.

thinking.

table by @ripshank

[Deleted]

LADY GREY

"I've always liked to play with fire..."

Name- Lady Grey
Breed- Andalusian X Dutch Warmblood
Age- 6 upon death
Gender- Mare
Height- 17hh
Alliance- Dark
Health- 85%

Injuries:
-- Sustained a sizable gash on her left shoulder and a split ear from Spike's rearing strike.
-- Sustained a decent cut along her withers from where Spike's teeth split the thin skin.
-- Pulled a muscle in her right hind leg unprepared to move so quickly to avoid Spike's crushing attack.



Attacks

I. Lady Grey, after receiving injuries, sidestepped Spike's remaining airtime and aimed to bite a chunk out of his side.

II. Not sure if her first attack was successful, she creates a small distance where she has just enough room to lunge forward and pivot for a hind kick aimed at Spike's shoulder, neck, or head.

III. She combined her last physical attack with her supernatural. She flew above Spike and immediately commences a nose-dive aimed to land heavily upon him while channeling a vein of lightning which will explode upon her impact, electrifying the lord if successful.

Terms
0/3 physical attacks
1 supernatural attack
1/2 dodges
1200 word Max
500 min
5 days to reply

"I wish I could say the same, but I don't think this will be the kind of pleasurable experience either of us would like to have." Lady Grey eyed the chestnut and ivory painted saint with a smirk lingering on the edge of forming. She could not help but feel the slightest humor toward the Lord's words. Lady Grey was the master of both pleasure and pain. "Oh I'll drive more than that if you're not careful." Spike cooed and Lady Grey felt the muscles tracing the bones of her mandibles twitch ever slightly. Curiosity riled like a poked beast within the lass' mind and she couldn't help but question the dark innuendos he trickled to her. Was the Lord of Utopia's mind being coaxed by taboo thoughts of the pale lady of hell? Was she clouding his judgment with the innocently white hue she wore so ironically as a damned queen? Grey allowed the smirk to stretch pleasantly modest yet still impish across her maw. " Be careful what you ask for my dear Lord... You may bite off more than you can chew." Lady Grey chortled musically from where she stood; however, the curious banter was short lived. A sudden sting rippled from across her withers and she was made aware of an injury she had previously missed; layered beneath the other wounds. Blood trickled where the dual colored lord had sunk his ivories deep into her faux skin. Scarlet rivulets rolled across the satin slopes of her blade and down the span of her forearm to the mottled ground below. Pain jabbed at her from all directions and she felt her easy nature begin to slip behind a haze of slow rising ire. She had to admit that he was a strong opponent; however, she was not given much time to ruminate the quality of her conflict. Part of his conversation fell insignificantly beneath the rolling tides of their battle. She did not hear the angered mockery towards her effort; perhaps designed imbalance her focus. Once more, the hefty Lord of Utopia charged her just as she charged him, but he was not expecting the quick spin the Lady of Hell pulled and her efforts were rewarded by the thud at the base of her thrown feet. Lady Grey eyed the perfect signature she left on the sturdy cheek of the Lord and she stifled an amused chuckle as Spike stood, dazed by the maiden's hardy kick with a stamp of her hoof perfectly marring his handsome features. Alas, her small triumph could not be celebrated long. Frustration seemed to darken Spike's features and feral snarls rippled from between his teeth. It was obvious she had clearly pissed off the king of angels. A wave of fear bubbled inside of her as the taller beast stumbled towards her; determined to rend her broken beneath his clout. As the Lord of Utopia hoisted his upper body skyward to bring the terrible entirety of his weight upon her back, Lady Grey let out a fearful, childish squeak. The mare partially buckled her hind legs and tucked her hindquarters inward. The white queen shot forward to dodge the draft breed's terrible might, but at a cost. A terrible wrenching pain grasped her right hind leg. A soreness followed by a feverish warmth of sharp hindering pain flared vehemently in protest as her body bolted away.

Lady Grey did not leave a small amount of room between them but rather regained a formidable gulf. Once she was satisfied with the distance, she slowed to a halt and turned to face the Lord. Her right back leg bent slightly to ease the pressure on the strained muscles. BY now, the usual lovely and jaunty demeanor Lady Grey typically bore was no longer present. Her ruby gaze locked upon Spike and her smirk was pulled taut into a straight line across her ashen lips. "Let's get this done and over with Mi'Lady Grey." Her velvet lobes twisted to catch the laughter and her attention snapped to the smile arching across his maw. She felt no mutual humor in this, only the irritation of her pain as it assaulted her from all points of injury. A loud rumble of thunder drew the ivory goddess' attention skyward. During their fight, nature had closed in. The black and blue clouds distended with water had crept across the sun and darkened the atmosphere. The wind began to push and pull against her spirit and the trees swayed in kind. Lightning branched like luminous veins across the underbellies of the clouds and quick lashing ribbons of high voltage connected the heavens to the earth. Grey's brows furrowed and her attention drifted back to the smiling Lord of Utopia. " With pleasure..." The tones did not harbor their typical jovial tones, but rather beheld a coldness. Without much more thought, the gray goddess lunged. Her start was awkwardly and by far from graceful with the strain of her right leg threatening every motion, but she managed. The white devil charged for the chestnut paint, but lengths before reaching him her immaculate wings unfurled from her sides and tugged upon the air. Within two strokes the white mistress mounted the atmosphere and shot toward the tempest. As she climbed the tumultuous ascent rain began to descend. The droplets were cold and pelted her frame like hundreds of liquid bullets. It did not take long for her to become soaked and that was the least of her concerns. High above the canopy tops and well above Spike's head, the demon queen peaked. She wasted no time in reveling with the beautiful scenery engulfed in a perfect storm spanning in all three hundred and sixty degrees around her. She had reached the perfect height. With a pause in her downward strokes, she slowed drastically until the hands of gravity began to compel her. Lady Grey's features contorted viciously from an innocent beauty to that befitting the queen of hell. With little effort, the queen tilted her upper body downward straight into a nose dive. Her wings folded inward and rapidly her speed gained until all she could hear were the angry roars of thunder around the engulfing rush of wind. Like a silver comet, the Lady rapidly dove toward Spike. Just as everything began to near, the silver goddess' wings snapped outward to catch the wind. She growled as she felt the violent pull upon the tendons of her wings. The strain burned and her lips pulled tight around bared fangs. Her jaws parted and a banshee-like screech shattered the heavens. Just as her shriek resonated a bright burning ribbon of lightning struck her. Like a conduit, the hot tendrils surged around her bodice and she glowed like a falling star. She was a devastating force. If Spike did not move, he would burn with her in a damaging explosion of lightning and force.




" Speech."
"Thoughts/Someone else speaks"

|OOC:| @starlight
|Muse:| Good! 1150 words (close)
|Music:| None
|Notes| I edited as best I could to the original.

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@abysmeus | May I have until noon on the 12th to get this done? I am off tomorrow night and it will be most likely done by then, but I have a lot to do tomorrow. If not it's fine!

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@starlight That's absolutely fine Take your time, I know life happens

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SPIKE

'cause i love the long shot
and the left out lost causes
hanging out in the back of the pack with the dark horses
i ride the wrong road just as fast as I can
god knows there's no one else to blame
i know i'm the only one to blame
Sometimes I think I get off on the pain

Name- spike
Breed- arabian x paint x shire
Age- 7 years
Gender- stallion
Height- 18.0
Alliance- unallianced
Health- 90% - missing left eye, missing feathers from wings, burn holes in wings, large gash on his flank, minor concussion, cut and bruising around his missing eye, suffering from electrical shock, muscle bruising and 3rd degree burns on his skin.

Spike was in a mood, just something that he didn't quite understand even himself. The stallion watched the mare carefully, always ready to attack even if he was in the middle of a conversation. As their conversation seemed to progress, Spike could feel the air was starting to become charged with static and it sent a thrill though his soul. It seemed to feeding off of the tension that was growing between the two of them and it only fueled his anger even more. The mare soon replied to him and he laughed at her chortled musically tone, he thought of his reply to her carefully. "I think you would be surprised as to what I can endure and dish out." he replied. The stallion was quite curious about what was about to happen between the two of them, but he didn't say anything else. As their fight began, he was amused by the sight of her blood on her white coat. As he had a hold of her withers, the stallion did not feel the need to let go of her. He started to close his bite down harder, wondering if she was going to pull away from him.


As he dealt with the daze that seemed to wrack his brain, the stallion was open to any attack that she might make towards him. He tried to stay guarded, flaring his wings upward to shield his body from her. As he charged towards her in his furry he felt himself stumbling, but did his best to hold himself upright. When he got to her, he rained down with all of his weight in attempts to slam himself down on her spine. She was able to escape from him, tucking her hind quarters under her and kicking away. His legs shook his body and the pain ached in his long legs. It felt like he had slammed himself right into a solid piece of rock. He then understood the damage he might have done to her if he would have landed upon her spine. He didn't quite understand how furious he was and this gave him a little insight, but it did not stop him from his quest. A light crack of thunder rumbled in the sky and the stallion glanced upward, his pale brown eye making contact with the darkening sky.

His attention was taken away from her as he watched the sky, captivated by its musical sound. The wind slowly began to shake the trees that surrounded the battlefield and he could smell the rain in the distance as it came closer. But would it truly reached them? But almost as soon as he asked the question it began to touch everything it desired. Thunder rippled though the sky, sending vibrations though the very fiber of his soul. He watched the lighting and was taken away when she spoke to him. He jerked his head, almost forgetting that he was in the middle of a fight. He growled a little, but was unprepared for what would come next. She charged him and unfurled her wings and soon took to the sky far above him. He watched her, but mostly he kept his harks flicking to listen for the sound of her wings. He felt the need to rise to the sky himself, but he wanted to face her on the ground.

His head jerked and he took a sideways step as he soon heard her battle cry. The stallion snarled, flexing out his own wings in anger. He watched as she took a nose drive right towards him, as she got close to him she popped wings outwards, almost making a popping sound as they did so. Lighting struck her body and the mare glowed, her body seemed to be the lightning itself. He could smell the burning of her coat and it burned his nose. He grimaced and took a step backwards. The stallion watched as she continued to hurl himself right at her and he braced himself, feeling himself become charged by electricity in the air. Pulling all that he could, the stallion pulled the lighting from the sky himself and launched himself upward to meet her. It seemed that their body's would clash like to strikes of lighting and the damage could be electric. He felt the pain surge though his body, burning himself like a hot iron. As he met her body with his own, he wondered what type of damage that they both would sustain from from this.

As their body's came closer and closer, he felt so hot that he thought he was going to burst. As a earth shatter sound of thunder sounded as the two of them connected and he could feel the lighting join together from them both. He found himself spiraling towards the ground and laying on the cold hard ground in the middle of the pouring wind and rain. He looked around for her as he tried to stand on his feet, his words broken as he spoke them. "May the best God or Goddess win."

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TERMS: 1200 word max, 500 word min, 5 days to reply
ATTACKS:
1) Reared upward, trying to hit her body and neck with his hooves.
2) Reached to bite her withers as she attacked his flank.
3) Reared upward and aimed to slam his legs down on her back as he came down.
SUPER ATTACK:
1) Met her attack with lighting with his own, aiming to send them both spiraling to the ground in a haze of electricity.
DODGES:
1) - - -
2) - - -
INJURIES:
1) large gash on his flank
2) minor concussion
3) cut around his eye socket
4) bruising around his eye socket
5) suffering from electric shock due to being struck by lighting from both his own attack and hers.
6) stiff and sore muscles from landed on the ground in suck an eletric fury
7) skin burns from the lighting in shapes of lighting strikes

TAGGED: @abysmeus

WORDS: 849

NOTES: I guess this is ready to be judged after your last post. 

TIMELINE: after the war is over, before the new lord of hell

speaking.

thinking.

table by @ripshank

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@abysmeus | Given an extension for her final post!

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@starlight So I have an issue... I accidentally edited a post with my new post. I got distracted by the BF while trying to copy the table code and forgot I was already in the other post to GRAB the code in order to make a new post... instead I wiped it like I was working on a new post and when I went to hit post I realised it actually said "save"... fml. I'm not sure what to do

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+ ebonite + aliyaah - what happens now?

[aliyaah]

I.... have no idea.

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@starlight aliyaah + ebonite + I'm so sorry 😣 I should have double checked my stuff.

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Could be up to the judges to dock points and judge off of what is there? It happens sometimes so I understand. All my tabled are saved in word pad.

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I really should start doing that to avoid this and avoid making a hassle for staff. Idk if they can judge without all of the posts though. I'd guess/assume it would just be a default since lacking an entire post would realistically cause a huge loss in points that a lose would be almost guaranteed regardless lol

[❅ Icy Dragon ✩]

@abysmeus @starlight - Staff have decided to offer Gecko the chance to rewrite her missing post, abiding by the original battle time limit.This is so she won’t be docked for accidently deleting a post that fell within battle guidelines.

The rewrite time will begin now, 3:48pm WE time.

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LADY GREY

"I've always liked to play with fire..."

Name- Lady Grey
Breed- Andalusian X Dutch Warmblood
Age- 6 upon death
Gender- Mare
Height- 17hh
Alliance- Dark
Health- 70%

Injuries:
-- Sustained a sizable gash on her left shoulder and a split ear from Spike's rearing strike.
-- Sustained a decent cut along her withers from where Spike's teeth split the thin skin.
-- Pulled a muscle in her right hind leg unprepared to move so quickly to avoid Spike's crushing attack.
-- Burns mottle Grey's body in several areas and some of her lovely feathers have been singed. A broken wing from landing upon the ground


Attacks

I. Lady Grey, after receiving injuries, sidestepped Spike's remaining airtime and aimed to bite a chunk out of his side.

II. Not sure if her first attack was successful, she creates a small distance where she has just enough room to lunge forward and pivot for a hind kick aimed at Spike's shoulder, neck, or head.

III. She combined her last physical attack with her supernatural. She flew above Spike and immediately commences a nose-dive aimed to land heavily upon him while channelling a vein of lightning which will explode upon her impact, electrifying the lord if successful.

Terms
0/3 physical attacks
1 supernatural attack
1/2 dodges
1200 word Max
500 min
5 days to reply

She had not expected the Lord of Utopia to meet her head on. The fact that the painted saint remained cemented and confident despite her hurling mass plummetting to meet him like a surging comet impressed the white mistress. Perhaps, she had misunderstood the weakness that seemed so prevalent in those guided by a righteous moral compass. Good. Lady Grey wanted proper enemies to challenge her. The ivory goddess snarled. Pain bled across her body wherever the glowing jagged tendrils of lightning coiled around her. Pink stripes of freshly seared skin blushed vibrantly against her immaculate white. Small blisters began to dome across the abused surface and the rain burned the fevered epithelium with its cold contradicting jabs. The burning stench of flesh pierced strongly through the wet musty smell of rain, but the reek did not bother her. Lady Grey was willing to cut off her nose despite her face to see the father writhe in the pain she inflicted. She admired his courage and ire to face her in conflict, but a more primal need - which originated from much older roots than those that could have ever existed within her - begged for the light crowned king of angels to burn. It was as if the very essence of hell prodded at her internally to carry on its mission. Lady Grey would not falter now. As Spike leapt from the ground, enraged by whatever motivation fueled him, Lady Grey braced herself. She knew that this was not going to be pretty or pleasurable. Lightning drew to the chestnut and ivory god until they both converged; glowing projectiles swaddled in a tempest's wrath. Thunder rattled the heavens the moment their bodies connected. The energy merged and intensified. The heat burned hotter than any hellish flame she ever felt lick her skin. The pain laced her entirely and an anguished shriek clawed through her throat and rivalled the crackling electricity exploding around her. The shock wave gutted the air from her lungs as she was thrown completely backward from Spike. Smoke streamed from her charred points of injury and her bodice collided with the ground with a sickening thud. As her once beautiful body rolled and skid across the water slick stone a wing shattered beneath her own weight and the ligament twisted around the wreckage of the appendage. Rendered useless, Lady Grey slid to a stunned halt upon her side. She laid, dazed and overwhelmed by the fury of nature swirling around her. The wounds ignited her senses yet dulled them with shock. Shock? Lady Grey barely heard Spike's rasped words as she reminisced the moment of her death. She did not bother trying to raise herself just yet from the cold wet stone. She was weak at this moment and silently relished the familiarity of what mortal life used to feel like; threatened by the looming scythe of death lowering ever near with every continuous trickle of blood that left her. Alas, she could not die again... she could only disappear into the abyss of hell to wherever the lost souls found themselves, but this would not be. She would not fade.

Lady Grey stared up at the dark clouds of the raging storm; blinking against the falling water. She did not know how well or how horrible she did today. She only knew that she could not carry on this fight and it was a good thing too, that they had fulfilled their terms anyhow. Lady Grey idly wondered... Would Virunas be disappointed in her? If he could witness her soaked and refusing to move Would he chastise her for not standing to face her enemy like a queen of the damned? Lady Grey was not impervious, she was not indestructible. Perhaps... this is what made her real. A breakable queen was fueled by motivation to survive, to win, to conquer. Even now, she found it comical to be lying here pitying herself. Softly, a smile graced the white demon's lips and she choked out a feeble laugh. Whatever would be, would be and she would be stronger after this day. May the best god or goddess win.




" Speech."
"Thoughts/Someone else speaks"

|OOC:| @starlight
|Muse:| Good!
|Music:| None

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❅ Icy Dragon ✩ + ebonite + @starlight aliyaah I really appreciate the opportunity to correct my absent mindedness. I am going to go ahead an post the post that was supposed to be the new one and edit my previous back to as close to the original as possible.

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❅ Icy Dragon ✩ + ebonite + @starlight aliyaah My post has been edited to the best of my ability to match the original. I think this is ready to be judged?

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Yep!

[❅ Icy Dragon ✩]

I will tally.
Waiting on judge collection: No
Judge 1 Collection: Collected
Judge 2 Collection: Collected
Judge 3 Collection: Collected
Tally-ing Scores: Yes

[❅ Icy Dragon ✩]

Roleplayer & Character: Kal with Spike
Quality over Quantity: 14
Comments: Kal wrote a sufficient amount to respond to her opponent, not throwing in words for the sake of quantity.
Posts were a good length and focused well on the battle, however they needed to be proofread. An example of this is in the final post he mentions still having a hold of Lady Grey's withers. Then, in the next paragraph, he is suddenly charging toward her. There is no transition or mention of him letting go of her.
No God Modeling or Power Playing: 15
Comments: None that I noticed that wasn't allowed.
None.
Realism of Attack: 14.5
Comments: The attacks were mostly realistic, although some were a bit hard to understand without reading additional comments.
Attack Compared to Opponent: 12
Comments: First attack was confusing - "he rose upward with a great leap" makes it sound like he's jumping when he's actually just rearing
Spike's attacks were strong and well matched to his opponent
Two of his attacks were rearing ones
Many of these attacks were repetitive to a degree, I would have liked to see more variety in the type of attacks.
Completion of the Form: 13
Comments: Health did not go down in the third post. His previous injuries also did not deduct his health at all in the first post.
Spike's health dropped from 100% to 90% but then stayed at 90%
Complete.
Spelling and Grammar: 8
Comments: (I apologize for repeats! I tried to weed them out - Icy)
There was quite a few places where 'where' and 'were' had been confused:
"It seemed that their ranks where" - should be "their ranks were"
"To him they where" - "where" should be "were"
"Their motions where almost mirrored" - "where" should be "were"
"His steps where effort less" - effortless should be one word.
"he didn't try to hard" - this part of the sentence is redundant, and the 'to' should be 'too'
"He had stolen the soul of Sly for the soul purpose" - the second "soul" should be "sole"
"He wanted the Healker" - Healker should be Helkaer
"he saw lady gray" - lady gray should be capitalized and should be "Lady Grey"
"Her fire burned on her body effortlessly and he looked like a lovely creature, but he knew she was deadly" - wasn't sure if the "and he looked" part should have been she
"The painted stallion stood and waited for the gray mare to appear, ready to give her a good fight." - Contextually doesn't make sense because Spike already made an attack, so he couldn't be waiting for her to appear.
"prove a point and maybe miss with her" - "miss" should be "mess"
"Oh i'll drive more than that, if your not careful" - "i'll" should "I'll" and "your" should be "you're"
"The pain he was feeling was nothing compared to loosing his eye" - "loosing" should be "losing"
"it was to late for him to move" - "to" should be "too"
"He pulled his head upward as he feet connected with his cheek" - "he" should be "her"
"It seemed to feeding" - should be "it seemed to be feeding"
"But would it truly reached them?" - "reached" should be "reach"
" as she continued to hurl himself right at her" - "himself" should be "herself"
"the stallion pulled the lighting from the sky" - "lighting" should be "lightning"
"burning himself like a hot iron." - himself should be excluded in this sentence.
"As their body's came closer and closer" - "body's" should be "bodies"
"As a earth shatter sound of thunder " - should be "The earth-shattering sound of thunder"
"He found himself spiraling towards the ground and laying on the cold hard ground in the middle of the pouring wind and rain." - there is no time between his spiralling and his lying on the ground.
- "her body effortlessly and he looked" - should have comma between effortlessly and and. Also he should be she
- "As his hooves slid into the ground, burning his heels he rose upward with a great leap, his hooves moving about wildly as he aimed to come back down on her bodice and neck." - Run-on sentence
- "As spoke outward" - Should have a noun included (he).
- "like the pain, it let's me" - It should be separated by a period : . or ;, or a conjunction
- "it was to late" - should be too
- "leaving a almost perfect" - should be an
- "His head started to pulse and he found himself staring at the ground for a moment, before he noticed that she had stopped to look at what she had done." - run-on sentence
- "It seemed to feeding off of the tension" - feeding should be feed
- "two of them and it only" - should have comma between them and and
- "in his furry he felt" - furry should be fury
- "Thunder rippled though the sky" - Though should be through
- "head jerked and he took" - should have comma between jerked and and
- "burning of her coat and it burned" - should have comma between coat and and
- "would sustain from from this" - extra from
- "As a earth shatter sound" - should be: As an earth shattering sound
- "He watched as she took a nose drive right towards him, as she got close to him she popped wings outwards, almost making a popping sound as they did so." - run-on sentence
- "He had seen so much hurt within the last couple of months, that he wished that he could have put a stop to it." - no need for a comma
- "It seemed that their ranks where ever changing, which gave him good hope that he might just win this fight." - where should be were
- "As the painted beast moved along, he took a passing glance the neutral lands until he came to the free lands." - needs an "at" before "the neutral lands"
- "He wanted the Healker out of the Neutral Royal Kingdom and if this was the only way, then he would do it." - Healker should be Helkaer
- "He flexed his wings outward, showing off the feathers that where woven within as if they belonged there." - where should be were
- "It would be stupid for him to let her get him on her blind side, but stranger things had happened" her should be his "to let her get him on his blind side"
- "He didn't quite know what to expect with her, but he had plenty of experience facing the Lord's and Ladies of the Underworld." - Lord's does not need an apostrophe - just Lords
- "To him they where all the same, none of them really seemed any different and he wondered if she would leave a lasting impression?" - where should be were
- "Oh i'll drive more than that, if your not careful. he cooed to her, a smirk across his muzzle after he was done." I'll should be capitalized, your should be you're, needs a comma instead of a period
- "'Do you think that hurt me?' he taunted her, smiling as he took a step closer to her. 'I like the pain, it let's me know that i'm still alive in some way.' he snarled as he moved to push his body forward again at the same time that she did." he in "he taunted her" should be capitalized. Let's should be lets. I'm should be capitalized. Period should be a comma "'in some way,' he snarled"
- "Their motions where almost mirrored, but by the time he noticed her attack it was to late for him to move." - where should be were, to should be too
- "He pulled his head upward as he feet connected with his cheek." - he should be her
- "The paint was great enough to leave him stunned for a moment." - paint should be pain
- "The mare soon replied to him and he laughed at her chortled musically tone, he thought of his reply to her carefully." - musically should be musical, comma should be a period or semicolon or an "as" - "he laughed at her chortled musical tone as he thought of his reply to her carefully"
- "'I think you would be surprised as to what I can endure and dish out.' he replied." - period should be comma
- "But would it truly reached them?" - reached should be reach
- "He grimaced and took a step backwards. The stallion watched as she continued to hurl himself right at her and he braced himself, feeling himself become charged by electricity in the air." - himself should be herself and her should be him as in "she continued to hurl herself right at him"
- "It seemed that their body's would clash like to strikes of lighting and the damage could be electric." - body's should be bodies, to should be two
- "As their body's came closer and closer, he felt so hot that he thought he was going to burst." - body's should be bodies


Total: 76.5




Roleplayer & Character: Cell with Lady Grey
Quality over Quantity: 14.5
Comments: The posts were high quality, but some posts also seemed to be aiming more at quantity.
Posts were enjoyable to read and were the perfect length.
Some parts of posts were a bit more wordy than they needed to be
No God Modeling or Power Playing: 15
Comments: None that I noticed.
None.
Realism of Attack: 15
Comments: All attacks felt realistic.
Attacks were realistic and easy to visualize.
Attack Compared to Opponent: 15
Comments: Attacks were clear, and well fitting in response to Spike's attacks.
Lady Gray's attacks were offensive and strong.
Attacks felt stronger and clearer.
Completion of the Form: 15
Comments: Completed.
Spelling and Grammar: 11.5
Comments:
A few minor errors.
Most spelling and grammar was good from what I could see, there were a few minor issues noted:
"Were the fields not lavish with green stalks" - "lavish" should be "lavishing"
"despite her hurling mass plummetting to meet him" - "plummetting" should only have one 't' = "plummeting"
- "Like an elegant feather, she effortless floated to the stained dust and stone littered with sun-bleached fragments of bone; remains of valorous investments failed." - Effortless should be effortlessly
- "A sudden sting rippled from across her withers and she was made aware of an injury she had previously missed; layered beneath the other wounds" semicolon should be comma
- "Her start was awkwardly and by far from graceful with the strain of her right leg threatening every motion, but she managed." - awkwardly should be awkward
- "Lady Grey was willing to cut off her nose despite her face to see the father writhe in the pain she inflicted." - despite doesn't make sense here.
- "Lady Grey stared up at the dark clouds of the raging storm; blinking against the falling water." - semicolon should be comma
- " Indeed she did." - Should have comma between indeed and she
- "glorious triumph and the heavens" - should have comma between triumph and and
- "No typical smile marked the delicate mare's features but rather a composed exterior conveyed her slight nerve upon the approaching hour of her due clash with the Lord of Utopia." Run-on sentence
- "It truly was an inconvenience to be present upon these grounds when a coronation could be had, but she supposed she would need some form of effort to give to the demons back at home other than lavish parties and paper titles." - Run-on sentence
- "Her nerves were still very much ironically alive buzzing against her bones until her very frame threatened to rattle with anticipation, but on the surface, she remained like an undisturbed body of water." - Run-on sentence
- "If she were to fail today then it would only humble her before her people and it would certainly take more than one miserable misstep to send the gray queen running from her throne." - Run-on sentence
- "reconnecting with the ground she whipped" - should have comma between ground and she
- "The soft velvet lobe split beneath his strike and intense burning blossomed across the right side of her head before a warm ribbon of blood dribbled down to the gentle curve of her jaw and fell to the already stained sands." - Run-on sentence
- "The unpleasant sensation heightened her senses and for several seconds she felt the nostalgic mortal fear of death riot within her mind alongside the gruesome flashbacks of her own death." - Run-on sentence
- "For a split second, she felt the familiar pangs of a panic prick at her dead heart, but the reality that she was already dead and these wounds - while looked and felt appalling - were a temporary nuisance helped stabilize her." - Run-on sentence
- "If precision did not fail her through the distraction of her own pain she would aim to rip a substantial amount of his hide between her teeth, but everything was already turning into a swift chaos between them." - Run-on sentence
- " She aimed for a bruising strike to a shoulder or to catch him harshly upside the head, but her airtime was ephemeral and just as quickly as her strike began her back feet landed upon the soil." - Run-on sentence
- "short lived" - words should be merged into one with hyphen
- "the tumultuous ascent rain began to" - should have comma between ascent and rain
- "become soaked and that" - should have comma between soaked and and
- "Once more, the hefty Lord of Utopia charged her just as she charged him, but he was not expecting the quick spin the Lady of Hell pulled and her efforts were rewarded by the thud at the base of her thrown feet." - run-on sentence
- "Lady Grey eyed the perfect signature she left on the sturdy cheek of the Lord and she stifled an amused chuckle as Spike stood, dazed by the maiden's hardy kick with a stamp of her hoof perfectly marring his handsome features." - Run-on sentence
- "abused surface and the rain" - should have comma between surface and and
- "demon's lips and she" - should have comma between lips and and
- "would be and she" - should have comma between be and and
- "She admired his courage and ire to face her in conflict, but a more primal need - which originated from much older roots than those that could have ever existed within her - begged for the light crowned king of angels to burn." - run-on sentence
- "As her once beautiful body rolled and skid across the water slick stone a wing shattered beneath her own weight and the ligament twisted around the wreckage of the appendage." - run-on sentence

Total: 86

The winner is @abysmeus with Lady Gray!