Post by juggernaut on Aug 10, 2006 16:24:31 GMT -5
The burrs and grass of the bush are crunched and shoved as they part beside the creek, the giant form of a bear soon following the efforts. Brunhilde meanders down the bank, paws shifting the soft dirt as she stretches her jaw slightly. Her tuft-like ears swivel about as she eyes the bouncing water, shoulders silently shuddering and head swinging low for extra sniffing of the grounds.
The silent void benetah the waves is the lair of a bloodthirsty beast few encounter. The scaled warlord, Chandler, slowly patrols his domain with the vacant fishy look of desolation his enemies have come to fear. A disturbance in the current pulls his attention and his streamlined body whirls about to look at the source; a bear. The great destroyer. The harbinger of desolation. Chandler cannot take such an invasion lightly!
Brunhilde snorts into the ground, taking a couple steps into the water, big nose splashing about a bit in the current. Her eyes peer over the water, and her lips shift about when she sees something turn to stare back at her. Oh? Hello. Her ears tilt forward and her throat gives a small grunt.
How /dare/ that lumbering behemoth stare back at him. Does it have no shame?! The audacity! Chandler takes off from his position like a slimy torpedo and fires out of the water at Brunhilde's eye to ram it with the tip of his nose. "Trout!" He shrieks.
Brunhilde opens her mouth to catch the rather...stupid fish.
Alas, fate is a cruel mistress. Chandler's life flashes before his eyes as he flies into the bear's massive, tooth ridden jaws. An egg, so many memories. Most of them involve 'egg!' A life as a minnow, long and arduous. The dangers he encountered. Much of his time was spent in brutal, bloody combat. 'Minnow!' Now the final chapter of the great Chandler epic, ending in the jaws of the massive predator. He fought for freedom. His spawn. Future generations. It all does not matter, his end is now. "Trrrroouuut!" He lets out his final conscious shout as nerves take over and his gasping, flapping body perishes in Brunhilde's mouth. He soils himself as he dies. In the bear's mouth.
Brunhilde coughs around the catch, dipping her head in the water as she crunches the life out of him and washes...soiling from her maw. She lumbers around and trundles awya from the creek to finish what she started. Mmf.
Chat> Tamaharus says, "I'm sure many of you do not require the warning, but ica = icc. If you get in a fight, you will have to deal with the llogical consequences of that fight. Chandler felt those consequences."
Chat> Brunhilde munches.
Chat> Mischief says, "XD"
Chat> Tamaharus says, "When entering a situation, ladies and gentlemen, be prepared for the full scope of the consequences. Sleep well, young prince."
Chat> Mischief says, "/So/ weird."
Chat> Tamaharus flushes the toilet.
Chat> Shenzi says, "Long live the king."
The silent void benetah the waves is the lair of a bloodthirsty beast few encounter. The scaled warlord, Chandler, slowly patrols his domain with the vacant fishy look of desolation his enemies have come to fear. A disturbance in the current pulls his attention and his streamlined body whirls about to look at the source; a bear. The great destroyer. The harbinger of desolation. Chandler cannot take such an invasion lightly!
Brunhilde snorts into the ground, taking a couple steps into the water, big nose splashing about a bit in the current. Her eyes peer over the water, and her lips shift about when she sees something turn to stare back at her. Oh? Hello. Her ears tilt forward and her throat gives a small grunt.
How /dare/ that lumbering behemoth stare back at him. Does it have no shame?! The audacity! Chandler takes off from his position like a slimy torpedo and fires out of the water at Brunhilde's eye to ram it with the tip of his nose. "Trout!" He shrieks.
Brunhilde opens her mouth to catch the rather...stupid fish.
Alas, fate is a cruel mistress. Chandler's life flashes before his eyes as he flies into the bear's massive, tooth ridden jaws. An egg, so many memories. Most of them involve 'egg!' A life as a minnow, long and arduous. The dangers he encountered. Much of his time was spent in brutal, bloody combat. 'Minnow!' Now the final chapter of the great Chandler epic, ending in the jaws of the massive predator. He fought for freedom. His spawn. Future generations. It all does not matter, his end is now. "Trrrroouuut!" He lets out his final conscious shout as nerves take over and his gasping, flapping body perishes in Brunhilde's mouth. He soils himself as he dies. In the bear's mouth.
Brunhilde coughs around the catch, dipping her head in the water as she crunches the life out of him and washes...soiling from her maw. She lumbers around and trundles awya from the creek to finish what she started. Mmf.
Chat> Tamaharus says, "I'm sure many of you do not require the warning, but ica = icc. If you get in a fight, you will have to deal with the llogical consequences of that fight. Chandler felt those consequences."
Chat> Brunhilde munches.
Chat> Mischief says, "XD"
Chat> Tamaharus says, "When entering a situation, ladies and gentlemen, be prepared for the full scope of the consequences. Sleep well, young prince."
Chat> Mischief says, "/So/ weird."
Chat> Tamaharus flushes the toilet.
Chat> Shenzi says, "Long live the king."