Dr. Ducky-D 277 Share Posted November 21, 2013 Edric sits still for a few moments as the cracker is shoved into his mouth, his body laying limp on the floor before life seems to return to him- slightly. His jaw slowly winds up and crunches at the dry cracker until it is ground down to a find dust, his body returning to its dead stance once more, his face devoid of life. Just as one might think the Sariant a dead corpse he suddenly spits up the cracker-y dust with fine accuracy at Grant's face, his face lighting up as he half chokes out, half yells. "I CALL FOR A MAN HUNT! FIND. THAT. PLEB!" The sheer power of Edric's fierce shout forces a torch free from the wall, it clatters to the floor. The weird duck man does not even stop to think for a moment as he slowly slithers a crossed the floor, not even bothering to even stand up as he goes back on the prowl, scooping up the live torch and unsheathing a blade with the other. The Snake-Duck-Sariant thing raised its weapons to the sky and let out a bellowing howl. "DESTROY THE TAINT! OOOOOOOOOORAAAAAAAHHH!" With that he rolled and slithered down the hallway, making a sharp turn around the corner before never being seen again... They say to this day he still hunts the Sodomite, never giving up faith in his pursuit of justice. (Still perma-ing) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Princess Wizard Laura 11 Share Posted November 21, 2013 Eva does not intend on making Abner potato soup anytime soon. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Swgrclan 2682 Share Posted November 22, 2013 Within the bowls of Kreuzberg, comfortably tucked within the Klergus Chapel and settled straight upon the tall preaching-stand lied the good Sakral; unbeknownst of the atrocities that transpire, he simply, in peaceful silence, tends to his daily prayers and religious study that the several Klergus tomes allow him to do. When suddenly, a burning sensation collected within his chest. Beneath the the visor of his winged helmet, his brows knit in concern and bewilderment as a gauntlet settled upon his chest; comfortably near where the Sariant cross is printed upon his robe. It was a familiar feeling, but one he had, with the assistance of the other good Sariants and his loyal Gottman, had managed to purge several times before with prayer and witch-hunts. It was hatred."Sinners are about." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DragoonCrow 346 Share Posted November 22, 2013 Sariant Crowley watches in awe as the angry Duck flops him on his back. The mountain of a man that is Crowley fails to keep his balance as he falls on his back, flailing in agony as he lays on the cold floor in nothing but a towel! Being Crowley he fails to get up on his own, laying on his back as a turtle. Legends still speak of a Sariant on his back, still waiting for somebody to help him up on the cold floor of Kreuzberg keep... Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
yopplwasupxxx 5946 Share Posted November 22, 2013 Derick shakes his head "what the **** uncle Konrad, I loved you as a father your only supposed to go sodomite on me I hate u I hope u die." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Birdwhisperer 1174 Share Posted July 13, 2014 Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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