New Member [fight judged by Bhu]

[reborn890415]

It was the day, the Tyrant had finally arrived to the cursed lands called Broken Truths, he snorted at it's looks he could not believe his own dear brother, Ezhno would live in such a cursed place everyone of the Akando line should have had a good place to live shouldn't they? Pyrus was not pleased at all by the looks, in Asia they had larger prey and not mice and rodents.

The Large Lion started wondering if any lions were around here or any other species, he slowly opened his mighty mouth showing his incredibly large blood stained teeth.

Pyrus quickly caught the scent of some species, he got even more angry all the scents he was smelling did not smell like lion scent but smelled like many different species that he hated. The Large Lion quickly gave a mighty roar and said with his mighty scary voice "Come out owners of this wretched lands!" He unsheathed his claws in case he needed to fight these creatures. The lions eyes looked all around and made sure his acute ears heard every kind of noise coming from places.

The Young Akando Family Member then roared once more in case the owners of this territory did not hear at all.

[I L Y I C H]

The voices where whispering again. Careening around my skull with their violent hardened edges beating against my brain. Stupid corruption, it took everything in me not to swat at my own skull. They were like bees. Little buzzing stingers that plucked when I tried to ignore them. Whispers and terrors tugging into my mind, whispering venom. Half of me wanted them to stop, the other half was snagged by strings and hooked up to the false words. But they loved me, those words. I couldn't snuff them out. Even if their meaningless buzzing made me twitch and squirm in those normal schizophrenic manorisms.

A new sound, a new voice rose up somewhere. Off a bit. Somewhere in the back of my head. An odd sort of echoing that didn't normally happen in my head. Not that it really mattered. Tipping my bleached face forward I stared blankly forward. This bit of land... the dust bowl. It was barren and a bit of a sink hole. Not to mention it reaked of my dear little Montego's shame. Her little body probably fit through this thick shrubery better then mine did. Being a siberien tiger I wasn't exactly small. Bulky I had to force my way through brambles until I reached the bottom of the dirt encrusted pit.

That sound. Black ears flicking I turned towards the noise. Not a voice. My head tilted, jaws slacking as thick canines revealed themselves. That wasn't a voice. Electric blue eyes narrowing I twisted, glaring in sudden outrage. A voice would be one thing but this voice! Not that anything in my head made much sence. But that did. Or at least I imagin it does. My body, solid white except for the black stripes crossing myy back, forced its way amongst the brambles. Moving, had to find the voice. The real one, the intruding one.

Claws slipping free of their shelths, I stepped back onto dirt. A lion? Stupid lion. Playing games with those bigger then him. One should know better then to pick fights with the clinically insane. Its not a good way to survive. Comfortable in my place as Fuhrer in these lands I knew so well I stalked along the rim of the dust bowl. "Oi, loud mouthed kitty cat. Who do we think we are wandering in and galivanting around? Seems a bit blithery to me?" The fact that half those words didn't actually exist didn't matter very much to me. "Why are you on Ende lands, Schwachkopf?"

[reborn890415]

The Young male's claws were still unsheathed ready to pierce anything or anyone and make it feel the pain and also make them look at their own blood.

The Large Male then noticed a very large and bulky looking creature come out of nowhere, he was white like milk and had some black stripes, The Lions suddenly smirked with satisfaction.

The Large Lion's happy smirk was quickly gone as soon as the disgusting bulky looking tiger, Pyrus gave a low throaty growl to the bulky Ende Leader

The Young Akando family member then said with a very deep, and angry voice "Me.... loud Kitty cat...you are the kitty cat, don't get your hopes high because you are larger than me that does not mean i can bite you head off, you really don't know who am i do you."

Pyrus then gives a little short chuckle to the Ende Leader, and said with a now calmer voice

"Well i am Pyrus Akando brother of Ezhno Akando i am sure you know him, anyway i have come here to join this cursed pride lands but i will be leaving it later to meet my dear brother and eliminate him."

The Tyrant then yawned and stretched as he waited for the Ende's answer. The Young Akando Family Member then looked into the tiger's eyes, Pyrus was trying to show him that he was not one to mess around with, he then gave a smug smile to the Young Ende Leader.

[I L Y I C H]

I lifted my skull, returning the throaty growl as the lion growled at me. Now I don't think im much of a racist but lions make my skin crawl. Except for dear Annora of course. Not only that but those eyes made my head swim. Green like grass, like the poison that seaped into veins poisoned in the black.Veins pressed upon by needles and human divices. Poison. Sedatives. Monster things that changed the way my mind worked. Brought the voice out. My body visually spasmed, the right side snapping slightly outward.

He called me a kitty cat? After I had? How sad, he couldn't even come up with his own nicknames? I sighed, falling out of the past mood of agrivation to stare at him with dissapointment. Pathetic little kitty cat, calling me a kitty cat. Tipping my head to the side I eyed him with little interest. "You take little hops at trying to insult the Fuher of Ende... you dont know the German way do you?" My head tilted to the opposite side ears tipping forward. "Or maybe thats just then Ende way"

Blue eyes bouncing across the large creature I broke a wicked grin out onto my maw. "I have no hopes kitty cat. I have realities. I am Fuhrer. None can destroy my Reich or myself." Rounded white skull tipping forward I stared at the tawny man. Having half the mind to just swat the boy and walk away I stepped forward. Not touching but close enough to scent the wreak of loner on him. A wanderer, with the soft tint of blood to his features. A grin cracked my face, semi psycotic but sane around the edges.

Could he compete with the general insanity that existed in my mind? Or even the smell of it, like an illness that swept through my lands? Oh but it would seem he did have a reason to taste the diffrence in the air. A brother of Ezhy? Oh me oh my! It practiclly tickled my toes. And yet anger slammed across me in its general bipolar expressions. "A meat head of a brother? No better then Ezhy I guess" My head tipped once more, almost perpendicular to my body. How stupid could a man be? Oh but he was a lion. And his mane coated skull could not be expected to be very bright, all the heat went right to his head after all.

"I am no moron, Moron. Why would I let you in just to let you leave? Ende is a prison kitty cat. Cats dont leave unless the wind blows away their dust."

ooc:// Okay so this is how the fight is going to work. One of the staff members will judge the fight. Both of us get 4 posts after it starts. So it goes [reborn - ilyich - reborn - ilyich - reborn - ilyich - reborn - ilyich] Also we both only get two dodges. Please keep in mind that any powerplaying or god modding will lead to a loss of points in the final consideration of who wins.

[reborn890415]

The Young Lion look at the annoying species with a very creepy look, he did not like this lion he fought with words and not with his paws, claws, and teeth Pyrus should have finished this fat Liger already he surely did not deserve to carry lion blood around here, plus he was mixed with a Tiger, which was unacceptable to lion that had eyes like Pyrus's so disgusting and he Pyrus would not allow it .

The Young Lion then looked as the annoying Species continued talking in some language Pyrus did not even know about, Pyrus was very relaxed until he heard the words "None can destroy my Reich or myself." Pyrus stopped he paused, he then closed his eyes, so this male dared insult him like that, the mutt dared...Yes Pyrus would have his blood in his hands a few minutes from now, he was going to have it for sure, and even tough he would lose to the very much larger lion, he still would give him injury's like he have never felt before. Pyrus was trying his best to calm does, he wanted to hear what the Liger was saying, he slowly opened his eyes and listened to the species further.

The Large Male then listened to the male further until, he said again some words that could make Pyrus very well mad "I am no moron, Moron. Why would I let you in just to let you leave? Ende is a prison kitty cat. Cats dont leave unless the wind blows away their dust." Pyrus slowly closed his eyes again, he then opened them slowly once again, as soon as he did he gave a mighty roar, he then snarled at the male and said "You Know Mutt! You should shut up before someone ends up killing you in your own pride lands." Pyrus creepy, and intense green eyes turned even more intense, and also creepy he was trying to show the mutt what kind of power he had and if he did not run away he could die or get out with serious injury.

The Large male was not a person anyone would fight considering he was a very capable warrior and he was of the Akando Bloodline, he gave one last roar he set his defenses up, his green colored eyes were narrowed properly for such an act. His ears flattened back into his mane, sinking into the silky, pale depths of the hair. His body lowered slightly, balanced evenly across all four legs - which were bent slightly for leaping. His claws were unsheathed, to sink into the ground for traction. His head was aligned perfectly with his spine, bottom jaw lowered to protect his throat and to be ready for biting. His head shrank back accordion-style into his neck and shoulders. His tail swept down to tuck between his hind legs, to cover his groin. He looked at the male one last time Suddenly, in a fantastic display of his prowess, Pyrus hurled himself at the mutt. He charged towards the lion's right shoulder, as he was at a slight angle to Symphony. He attempted to slip his right arm under the lion's neck, and would sink those claws into the lion's left shoulder. His left arm struck up, attempting to slam down on the mutt's withers (across the top of the shoulders). Those claws would attempt to sink into his opponent's left upper-ribs. His jaws snapped forward, attempting to clamp around the right side of Symphony's neck. If he took hold of the annoying Liger's neck, he would clamp down tight with his jaws as if to never let go. It could, indeed, prove to be a killing blow for the Liger if he was a bad fighter.

[I L Y I C H]

I tipped once more, neck starting to ache with the extention. Mutt? Just how did mutt play into this at all? Pulling forth an unimpressed expression I snorted softly. Funny kitty cat, thinking I was a mutt. He thought oddly. Mind not working properly most likely. My disssmissivness wrenched away with the wind as it blew from the Moron's jaws. Anger replaced it. Biting rage pooled into a pit that drooled with its acid. Silly Kitty. How dare he think he could shut me up. Only the voices had that right! Only they could tell me what to do! Besides no lion was going to kill me.

My frame reacted in turn. No creature was allowed to make a dominant motion against me. I was too acustom to my place atop the Ende throne. Soldiers took my orders without a second thought. Creatures died under my claws with smiles on their faces. Or maybe that was just a hollucination. The world like to shiver when I looked at it for too long, things changed. Pausing and distracted I di not move my bulk. His attack came with a heavy slam, and with an automatic wrench I tugged upward.

"Listen to me Sym-Sym. We can help you... You cant do this without us but we will help you." Another exhoing resounding through my skull. The sound brought my claws downward. The bites of pain against my shoulders did nothing to distract me. Pain ment nothing to me and I fell numb to its abuses. The voices knew what to do. I was too stupid by myself, they said so. They knew better. Were better. I would listen to them. Always listen to them. Blankes over came me as I slipped into this robotic state of mind.

Blood drooled from my shoulders, caressing the bulk of my muscles. I must be a sight. Such beautiful crimson pooling into the white. Snowy perfection lost to the black red tide. Such wonderful things. Electric blue eyes rolled down towards the tawny creature. Insanity spark there, more voices whispering behind the contorted iris' then should be possible. I slammed down with all my weight. Should he not move his head from it's attempted bite it would be crushed. Be that as it may my claws thick and vicouse as they were should at least tear open his face. Scars for the kitty cat. I giggled as I hit the ground, springing slightly on coiled muscles.

The white coat hanging over my muscles bunched at the joints as I sprung backward. Silly kitty thought he was beatilie. Silly kitty didn't know what he was playing with. The voices whispered insults as I bounced to the side, face pulled into a wicked grin all state of anger lost in the moment. They liked to tell me I was horrific, it made me listen to them more. After all what could be expected? The voices new everything and I knew nothing. Had to listen to their whispers. Smart kitties in my head... though they did drive me a bit insane. Its all a pretty little game. Like shadow puppets but backwards in my brain.

Round: 1/4
Fight between: Symphony and Pyrus
Attacks: crashing down on head.
Dodges used: 0/2
Damage: average depth scratches on both shoulders.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Symphony Bava' wins by default.


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