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Post by ' ' K.O.T.O.R.I. on Aug 26, 2009 15:09:15 GMT -5
Ohhhhh, ho, look what we have here, mister unpopular, mister insanity, mister impossible, spurned from very death to walk the earth just for your pleasure. Hah, hah, will you take a look at this beautiful arrogance, at this beautiful power? Oh, he's here to stay, make no mistake and he doesn't take no for an answer. You hear that Alphas? You hear his steps in the night, you hear the fluttering of his wings -- or is that your courage, running, running like the little pitter patter of children's feet. He's young, make no mistake, but don't be fooled. He's the chosen one, the omnipotent one, his will is his own, and his desire is for the savior to walk the earth.
Think you can compare, do you, do you? Then come stake your claim. Let's make this easy. Don't come, don't show your shame to the world and he'll just squeeze right into your little place of rulership, take your throne, take your positions and smile at his new subjects. Oh yes, boys and girls, ladies and gentlemen, bitches and bastards, here is the new king, the new power in the triad that's taken his seat and isn't leaving anytime soon. You ready to rock this world? You ready?
Wanna try your strength against his mettle, come one, come all and try, try until your little hearts can't take the glory that spills into your eyes, blinds you. He's supreme, the iron will that'll put weights on your legs. Come, if you dare. Come, if you think this is wrong.
Hah, hah, you know it's right, you know this is the beginning, the start of our strength -- come wolves, join your voices to his and celebrate the new power, the new improvement, the new era of might, of supremacy over cats and dogs.
LETS BE WOLVES! |
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Post by ' ' K.O.T.O.R.I. on Aug 26, 2009 22:13:36 GMT -5
He walks, he prances, he wins by simply existing, because he is and always will be number one -- oh yeah, you know the challenge, you know the commands, the do or die and guess what, guess what. She died, she died, she tucked her tail and died, died so sweetly, so perfectly and he smiled and smiled. Oh yeah, he's on top now, bitch -- and the devil's coming. Arch-angel of death, of blood, of pride, of lusts and he the reincarnate that survives all.
Armageddon wins because its been foretold in the forests, in the blood written on the ground, in the sky, in the very veins that fire up with pride, with power. He's won because she's left, didn't want to fight him, didn't want to test her strength because her conviction wasn't strong enough to even show her face. So easy, so perfect and he's won, he's won -- let's hear his voice rising higher, higher, higher than the sky, higher than God, for he's made of himself a wolf-bound god, a god of death, a god of decay and he'll make his army, he'll fulfill the prophecy of his delusion.
Hah, hah, he's won and now the pride of the wolf pack will swell, the ranks will thicken and he'll be on top, where he's supposed to be. Hail Satan! He's coming, ladies, gentlemen, he's coming and the harbinger of your doom is your alpha, your king who stands so comfortably before you, winning without lifting a paw, a fang, even a flutter of his wings. His might was strong enough to smite those who had come before and will be strong enough to smite those who come after. Do you protest this leadership? Do you, do you?
He howls and the world is changing. [/color] [OOC;; I've been informed Caira isn't going to fight for it, so say hello to your new Alpha] |
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