March 13, 2010 - 5:59am — Sonata
Inspired by veryone else, and because I love to RP. and because it gives my deer a chance to get to know others.
Make sure you're clear about which you speak to :3
Vilnius
Thump.Thump.Thump
Within the soft shadows of the forest, nestled withing the great roots of a tree the soft thrumming of heartbeats came.
His body nestled easily within them, a small pool forming beneath him now as the hearts nestled among the tines of his antlers continued pumping blood.
His mask, once a jet black orca's, was now thick with old blood and red, flaps hanging to the sides as if he wore some sick mockery of the whistling mask.
The stench of drying blood and decay rolled off of the creature in waves, stronger when he moved.
His eyes of amethyst remained wide, though he seemed to be relaxed.
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Chopin
Dipping his head to scratch behind an ear, the composer paused.
And then, he began.
A soft rat-a-tat-tat as he drummed his hooves against the low rock of the playground, a small song, coupled with the singing of the birds and far off croakings of frogs.
His blue pelt seemed to shine, golden notes settled within the dark fur seeming to dance and flow as his lithe muscles rippled beneath the fur.
tracking for now
HACHAAAAAAAAAAA tracking
tracking too~
-is stalked-
Vilnius.... Whisper slowly
Whisper slowly moves past tree and smells the blood, freezes.... Sees a shape. "Um hello any one there " whispers voice shakeing a bit as he dips his head hopeing that no one will jump out and kill him.
The creature's head turned
"no" the voice chuckled, surreal, not fitting to such a gore covered creature, melted dark chocolate.
He shifted, rolling to sit up fully, the scent of decay billowing up from beneath him as he takes in the sight of the nearby deer, a wry smirk set upon his face beneath the bloodied mask.
Feels uterly helpless, his
"Why the rush?" the voice
Recent wounds make him flinch, but they nod longer bleed despite how they stand out against his already bloodied fur.
"You like to play games?" he shook himself, stretching sore muscles.
"Then let us play" he has nothing to do at the moment, and of course he never passes up the chance to asses the hearts of others, actions, speak, loudly.
"Uhhh...Black Jack..."? His
"Very well" The stag flicked
The stag flicked an ear, listening to the thumping of the other's heart, strong in his chest.
"Have you cards to play with?" he questions idly.
He hasn't played since he was a young human boy, and in the back of his mind the thought of playing again is actually entertaining.
Pulls out his ol d. the last
The stag chuckles, long and
"Look at me, little one. Do I look like I mind blood riddled cards"
He gazed down, flicking cards either way with light ticks of a hoof.
"I have delt, little one." he looked up.
"Turn your cards"
Turns them and swallows
"Um yeah" wounders if that card ment good luc or bad...or whether it ment nothing at all and he was just being creeped out by the look of the stag infront of him. shiver again and flips the rest.
"...You win this hand" the
"Do you gamble?" the surgeon questioned idly, mere conversation, too worn from a pervious fight to be bothered with his usual tricks.
Mind flys around the cards he
Laughs faintly the blood starting to pulse at the though of the marsh "You could say that..."
"People say gambling is a
He looked up through the holes within the blood cover mask "People say many things are sins" he smiled.
"You win"
His tail flicked.
"But for now. Let us play one more round"
Flicking cards.
"How about we take a Gamble?"
"Yeah never was verey
"I'll owe you five
"And if I win, you give me your heart"
He slid his own cards towards the other deer, still face down, he has not seen them.
"if you accept"
he drew his legs close under him, hearts in his tines sending rivers down his neck and face.
"flip them. And you tell me who has won"
Tenses blood streeking
The deer chuckles at the look
"Don't worry. I don't intend to kill you, little gambler" he shook his head, hearts beating faster.
"So long as a heart beats within my tines, its master lives" a stream of blood dripped gently into one of his eyes, and he shook it away.
"Your emotions will merely be dulled. Not gone, but dulled greatly" he smirked.
"But you may stand and leave now, little gambler. and I shall not follow"
wounders what kind of favors
"I will live long, I can rips
Slams the forest ground with
"Living things are not to be
"I can give you the hearts of those I own. I can offer you my guard. Play your games"
He rolled slightly to lean against his tree "I can sell you myself."
... Flips one set of
"Fate is often unjust" he
He stood slowly, pouncing forward with an agility unfittin of an uninjured deer.
Moments later he was watching as the wound in the smaller deer's chest closed over, scarring oddly fast.
The new heart upon his tines beat rapidly.
"Seek me out someday, should you wish to play again" he chuckled.
"I may give you a new on someday. should you win"
Not truely in pain... just
"The heart of a mother is
He curled to rest once more.
"My name, is Vilnius. I am the bloody surgeon"
Laughs the scare dissapers
Bones came up behind the blue
The composer jumped slightly,
"Thank you" he quickly regained his composure.
"My name is Chopin" he stated politely, offering a small bow.
"I would be honored if you joined, m'lady" he twitched a gold rimmed ear, taking a few small steps to the side to allow room for her to join.
She smiled and stepped up,
The old matriarch stopped in
Thump. Her ears flicked. Thump. She heard it again. Her pincers clicked quietly as she tried to assess what was the cause of this odd sound.
Heartbeats...
She craned her head to a clearing in a dark patch of the forest, changing her gait, she trotted to the clearing and stopped in her tracks, her ears facing forward. She unwaveringly turned her head to her right, in the direction of a shadow being casted by a tree. She grinned.
Her eyes, orbs as black as night, flicked down to look at the stag resting in a pool of blood.
So...it's you again!
Fail writing is fail.
"Chopin and Mozart have
"never? are you sure? you're very good!" he hummed softly for a moment though it quickly stopped. "There are many ways to make music in this forest, it's one of the many things I like about it.
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((it's a great post Forsaken<3))
The stag raised his head, he had been silently admiring the newest heart he had gained, which thumped close to where his own had once been before he had handed it off for safekeeping to his 'guard'.
"The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the waterspout~" he laughed, not bothering to finish the song.
"Hello" he tilted his head a bit, not bothering to stand, he was wary as always, but not frightened of the other deer.
"attracted by the sound or smell of a meal?" he half teased.
"Mind If I join you?" She
She felt the crimson seeping into her fur and lapped up some of the blood for a moment, licking her lips. She stared at the stag, unblinking.
"And no. Not at the moment.
Though that blood does have a nice flavour,"The doe said, cracking a smile at her last sentence.
"Very well" he stated slowly,
He smirked, watching the other deer closely.
"Doesn't it?" he tilted his head slightly, watching, fanning large ears to the side.
It was strange, hearing blood rush through the doe's body, but unable to hear the strong pulse of a deer heart from her.
"Some other deer would say otherwise" he added, shaking his head slowly, clearing some of the blood from his face.
"I've never cared much for the opinions of others.
Their words mean nothing to me.
There are very few whom I care to pause and listen to"
She craned her head down to
"Indeed, some would say otherwise. Or most..." She murmered. She chuckled for a split second, and went back to her twisted, everyday expression.
She let her head tilt and her ears twitched. "And how often does one that you are willing to listen to ever come by?" She asked.
She trailed a hoof in the blood, watching the liquid coat it.
"in this lifetime?..." he
"Once...and a half I suppose" he looked up slowly.
"This forest is strange" he rumbled.
"Things here do not work as they do in the world of humans"
another tap, more ripples.
"But there is still darkness here" he smiled, wide.
"It is everywhere...it is why I am, as I am"
She giggled, almost in a
"Indeed they do not," She chided. She gave a fake smile as she watched the ripples, and tapped a hoof, making them go back to the stag.
"Humans...?" She giggled, watching the ripples flow She immediately cut off her laugh and hissed quietly. "Nnn, nikutai..." She muttered, ending with a growl.
"Indeed it is here. Probably one of the reasons why I even stay in this forest,"
He sent them back gently,
"You don't like humans?" he flicked an ear.
"I suppose it's only best" he stated slowly, "They've not done much good for their own world"
"Their feeble minds and
"Their nature of life runs dry." She muttered quietly, enjoying the game as well. She lifted her hoof and shook it,
splattering the blood on the grass that had originally been untouched.
"I was human once" he stated
"I ceased being human long before I left my human body" he said, flicking blood in the opposite direction, tail tip brushing through the puddle to paint lazy lines upon his own leg.
"And what of you" he looked up.
"what is your tale?"
"My tale is nothing
"I was summoned by someone with powers beyond mine.
I was supposed to annihilate a god, and failed. Ashamed of my failure, I came here to clear my mind and take this form."
She rolled a hoof in the crimson and pushed it, sending the liquid flying and coating plants nearby. She watched the blood drip for a few moments.
"I could never face him again," She said quietly, flickering her eyes back to the stag. -
are those deer bothering Vili again? Joro can do something about it!
Or attempt to fff. XD
"Perhapse it is best" he
"I neither respect, nor loath the gods. They are in my eyes, no lesser or greater than myself"
he shook his head again, "You too see the world for what it is"
He dipped his head slightly in a small laying bow.
"I respect that" he blinked slowly, bright purple eyes brighter amongst the blood.
"Feel free to seek me out, whenever you like..."
"That is, assuming you are not hungry" he joked lightly.
((I'm not angry/upset since it's all in character to me |D, but if Joro would like, Vilnius wuld enjoy the help, he is, sadly, very wounded after yesterday's scuffle))
"I don't eat ones that I see
xDD
I am soooo bad at air sitting
and it's hard to ignore them and keep in-character, I would likely ignore them if I were playing Chopin, but I'm not |D
it's still not bugging me-me-that is human me though :3
"And I steal the hearts of those who anger me, or give them willingly" he smiled back "It seems we are both on the same page."
Lookie here...they won't
HAHADGGSB DOUBA POST.
*eats double post* "Kaoori
"Kaoori of all deer...seems to have led them off...for once, I am thankful of her" he chuckled.
"concerned for them I'm sure"
"Do you, by any chance, know that Fawn?"
"Patient fawn. following me much time"
"Indeed I do. I spent most of
She said. "A sweet thing it is. Many are asking for it's name."
"it comunicates well" he
"maybe, we will learn in time" he said simply, sighing deeply as he rested his head on his front legs in exhaustion.