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Post by k o a l a ?! on Dec 31, 2010 12:45:39 GMT -6
 Tall apartment buildings loomed up over each side, casting ominous shadows. Some windows were open. Most had a yellow glow coming through them, though a lot flickered eerily. Her ears lifted, catching something floating through one of the windows.
"Into your head, into your mind
out of your soul, race through your veins
You can't escape, you can't escape.
Into your life, into your dreams,
Out of the dark, sunlight again.
You can't explain, you can't explain."
She shrugged, ignoring the crackling noise. Picking up her pace, Crescendo trotted at a swift trot, her liver and white fur bouncing slightly as she jumped up on the dumpster. Her nails clicked against the plastic, as she surveyed the area, making sure there were no dogs. She breathed in and out, and scenting nothing but the stale scent of dogs from days ago, she relaxed, her fur lying flat and her muscles loosening up. She blinked, nosing the dumpster. She had only been on the streets for a couple of days. She couldn't remember how to open these things. She had known when she was like, two, but not anymore.
Jumping off, she growled, getting frustrated. She stretched upwards, placing her paws on the dumpster and trying to lift the lid with her muzzle. It lifted half an inch or two, just enough to let her smell the scraps that lurked within, but it closed with a bang right on her nose. She yelped and hurdled backwards, glaring at the human's contraption and swirling her pink tongue over her sore nose. This was getting annoying.
tag grendol
words 269
music rush - aly & aj
lyrics rush - aly & aj
notes not bad for starting for once. :3
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Post by cypher ~ on Dec 31, 2010 13:22:53 GMT -6
The spindly body of the Borzoi trotted joyfully through the besmirched alley ways. Long unkempt waves bouncing almost rhythmically to the beat of his clicking nails. Long sylphlike stilts covering the most ground possible with each stride. Chocolate orbs taking in the images that the city provided today. It had been days since the Borzoi had any type of canine contact, and that made him incredibly anxious.
A sigh escaped his alabaster muzzle as his eyes flickered upon a shadowed figure, fighting one of those metal garbage cans. Grendol's lithe figure pushed himself faster, head raised high and mighty - his excitement was almost uncontrollable as he marched into a gaited gallop. Stretching his lengthy pillars, the earth-hued male set out proudly into the ever darkening alleyways until he reached the femme. "Hmmmm. Have you got a grudge against that garbage holder? I think you're loosing your battle," he gestured towards her nose then plopped his pointed hips onto the ground.
tag: Crescendo
melody: conspiracy theory on the tv 
notes: not my best work but it'll do. fin. |
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Post by k o a l a ?! on Dec 31, 2010 14:08:10 GMT -6
"Hmmmm. Have you got a grudge against that garbage holder? I think you're loosing your battle."
Cropped ears caught the words of the Borzoi, and she whirled her scarred body around, snarling and with raised hackles and bristling fur. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" She glowered at the dog, her mismatched eyes trailing over the lean body, clearly made for running much like hers. Every fiber in her wanted her to fight, just like the dog fighting arena had made her, but she held herself back, despite the great need to slice through his flesh.
tag grendol
words 82
music rush - aly & aj
notes blechh, couldn't really think of anything for this one.
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Post by cypher ~ on Dec 31, 2010 14:25:35 GMT -6
The angry war-torn dog turned around, hackles raised. I would be lying if I said that it surprised the Borzoi - you just sort of expect that kind of thing on the street. His body sprang back, as to stay a safe distance away. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" Grendol certainly didn't want to piss the dog off, but he wasn't one to submit; even if he wasn't as in-your-face about it as most. He calmly looked over at the dog, and with his smooth melodic voice answered her questions, "My name's Grendol and I'm just fulfilling my wanderlust, Ma'am. No need to get your panties in a bunch, I'm not here to fight or take your food."
tag: Crescendo
melody: still conspiracy theory
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Post by k o a l a ?! on Dec 31, 2010 14:38:12 GMT -6
"My name's Grendol and I'm just fulfilling my wanderlust, Ma'am. No need to get your panties in a bunch, I'm not here to fight or take your food."
The liver and white mutt bared her teeth. "Well, then why don't you just leave? There's no point in you being here. Go," she growled. A few humans looked out of the windows, rolling their eyes and then going back to whatever they were doing. When she saw them, she stiffened, waiting until they went away to return her eyes to the Borzoi.
tag grendol
words 65
music lying is the most fun - panic! at the disco
notes o.e. sorry that's insanely bad. it's hard to focus with family over.
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Post by cypher ~ on Dec 31, 2010 17:20:40 GMT -6
I AM WHATEVER YOU SAY I AM[/color] If I wasn't then why would I say I am?[/font] Grendol smirked as the mutt showed him her teeth. He never really understood why canines bothered baring their teeth, it didn't really matter how much armor you had, but how fast you can get away; and the Borzoi was built for speed and endurance. "Well, then why don't you just leave? There's no point in you being here. Go." She was sure bringing a lot of attention to them, with her show of growling. The willowy ivory body moved back into the shadowed realms some more, the last place he wanted to end up was the pound. "I don't want to leave," he managed to slurp out of his svelte maw, in an almost demanding voice. "Excuse me, but I told you my name; I believe it's only fair that I get to hear yours. Don't you think?"
tag: Crescendo
melody: The way I am - Eminem
notes: c:
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Post by k o a l a ?! on Dec 31, 2010 20:12:49 GMT -6
"I don't want to leave."
Crescendo growled. "I want you too."
"Excuse me, but I told you my name; I believe it's only fair that I get to hear yours. Don't you think?"
[/i] She just stared at him. " Fair? What do you know about 'fair'? /Nothing/ is fair. The sooner you accept this the sooner you'll be able to just get on with your life. If you've ever known fair, then I'd sure like to swap lives, because there is no way my life has ever been fair." Her hackles lowered slightly, she seemed put-off at the idea of fair. But eventually she gave in. " It's been a while. I was normally called, scram, stupid dog, git, piece of shit.. A lot of stuff. But my real name is Crescendo, if I remember correctly. So you can call me either one of those... Grendol." Civil. She was being civil. It disgusted her to no end, but if she wasn't civil out here, she would be shot without a second thought. At least in dog fighting she could fight and not be shot for it. tag grendol words 193 music i write sins not tragedies - panic! at the disco notes decent.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by cypher ~ on Jan 1, 2011 22:06:48 GMT -6
THEY OWN YOUR FACE. THEY MAKE YOU NAME.
RISE TO FAME, IT'S JUST A GAME[/font] "Fair? What do you know about 'fair'? /Nothing/ is fair. The sooner you accept this the sooner you'll be able to just get on with your life. If you've ever known fair, then I'd sure like to swap lives, because there is no way my life has ever been fair." Grendol stood silently, allowing his brain to carefully digest and store everything the femme had spoken. He had seriously misjudged her - she wasn't the 'oh I'm just a bitch because I like to be' type he'd made her out to be - she had a legit reason for being so... so, vile upon first impression.
"It's been a while. I was normally called, scram, stupid dog, git, piece of shit.. A lot of stuff. But my real name is Crescendo, if I remember correctly. So you can call me either one of those... Grendol. [/color]" Wonderful, now there was a name to put to her face. Lithe maw parted to make way for his snake-like salmon tongue to emerge, panting ever so slightly. For a minute he allowed his gaze to roam over the contours of her face before he even acknowledged that Crescendo had said anything. " I'll stick with Crescendo. Piece of shit seems rather degrading and Scram should be saved for the cats." His voice was low, almost sultry, with a faint snicker blended in. The Borzoi was in quite a jocular mood. " We should be friends, don't you think?" His eyes lit up as he spoke joyously, the blood in the veins that sinuously wrap up his floaty legs pulsing vigorously; noticeably so too, as he shuffled almost-anxiously in his spot. " I mean, we could look out for each other. That'd be grand, wouldn't it?"[/blockquote] tag crescendo melody n/a notes sorry this took so long, kept getting distracted, this post turned out really weird. xD [/size][/font]
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Post by k o a l a ?! on Jan 1, 2011 23:55:57 GMT -6
"I'll stick with Crescendo. Piece of shit seems rather degrading and Scram should be saved for the cats."
[/color] Crescendo scoffed. " Whatever you wish. Doesn't really matter to me.[/color]" She quieted her voice a little bit so the humans wouldn't pay attention.
"We should be friends, don't you think? I mean, we could look out for each other. That'd be grand, wouldn't it?"[/color] The ex-fighting dog stepped backwards at these words, pressing herself up to the dumpster. " Friends? Yea. Right. I've had to look out for myself. If you can't look out for yourself then obviously you won't survive just like all those others. You only survive by looking out for yourself, Grendol. That's how it's always been. You should really stop shitting yourself with this friend nonsense.[/color]" She glared at the Borzoi. He was really getting on her nerves now, talking about all this crap. tag grendol words 157 music watched AFV. c: notes poor grendol. keeps getting rejected.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by cypher ~ on Jan 2, 2011 1:25:04 GMT -6
SHOW ME HOW IT ENDS, ITS ALRIGHT
Show me how defenseless you really are
SATISFIED AND EMPTY INSIDE
Well, that's alright, let's give this another try [/font][/b][/center] "Friends? Yea. Right. I've had to look out for myself. If you can't look out for yourself then obviously you won't survive just like all those others. You only survive by looking out for yourself, Grendol. That's how it's always been. You should really stop shitting yourself with this friend nonsense."
She was harsh, to put it lightly. But he was used to harsh, vile, cruel. He could dance the same dance, talk the same talk, if that was the way she wanted to play. Deep chocolate eyes bored into the ground by his new non-friends paws. Brain running a mile a minute - legs pleading to do the same, but they wouldn't move. "I can look out for myself just fine, thank-you," he wanted to sound upfront and nasty, but instead his voice painted a picture of vulnerability and temperance - although completely serious. "I've survived on nearly nothing for quite awhile and I am doing just fine," a pause and a shake of his matted curled coat, "But one must learn how to trust others. Two minds are better then one, Crescendo - you don't have to be alone forever."
The Borzoi paused, rose ears pulled high over his graceful skull as the discrete chimes of feet on cement echoed through the darkening labyrinth. Tight paws ready to flee at any moment, but just as soon as it arrived, the noise was gone and he - they - were safe again. For now at least. Swept in shades of grey, the sun hid. Sheltered beneath the blanket of clouds, the moon pushing his way on stage. Nightfall was fast approaching, and with dusk comes the crazy humans, who prowl the night feverishly. Those were the people Grendol feared the most. The people of the night.
tag crescendo
melody my annoying dog barking at the neighbor... oh and breaking benjamin <3
notes c: finnn. [/font] |
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Post by k o a l a ?! on Jan 2, 2011 7:55:42 GMT -6
"I can look out for myself just fine, thank-you. I've survived on nearly nothing for quite awhile and I am doing just fine. But one must learn how to trust others. Two minds are better then one, Crescendo - you don't have to be alone forever."
[/color] Crescendo growled. " You haven't seen what I've seen," she snarled, stepping forwards with each word she was nose-to-nose with the Borzoi. " I doubt you've seen -- scratch that. I doubt you've caused so much death like I have. I ain't no innocent flower, Grendol. I've killed all my life. I can still remember their blood in my mouse, the fur in my teeth, the little bits of flesh on my tongue. I can still remember my heart beating with fear and the will to survive. I can still remember my mind being void of all thoughts as I lashed into them, listening only to the sounds of the crowd and the 'Git ems.' You wanna know what I remember most? My claws sinking into flesh, my teeth slicing through soft, pink skin. I had to kill a human to get out of there. I didn't even finish killing him. I left him lying there, too hurt to be cured despite their medicines. I wanted him to suffer. By the time I left he was nearly dead and terrified, but he knew he was going to die. He was crying. That is what I remember most." She looked disgusted and nodded to his pelt. " Obviously you've never noticed the same, Borzoi.[/color]" Now she backed up, uncomfortable with the close distance. " I don't think I'll ever be able to trust again. And for being alone? I like it just fine. I wanted to rip your throat out right there -- it's best if I'm alone; can't fall back on bad habits." tag grendol words 319 music nothing. :c notes poor crescendo. (and this is surprisingly good for a morning post. xD /8 am) ((ANDAND the truth comes out about her. oh dear.))[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by cypher ~ on Jan 2, 2011 12:26:36 GMT -6
THERE I WAS LIKE A HOLY LANTERN I WAS HELD UP BRIGHT BUT I WAS HELD UP BATTERED[/font][/color][/U] Cold nose to cold nose, the femme told her story, her breathe pounding on his face. It was quite a depressing story: one of pain and murder. But it did not frighten Grendol in the least, in fact instead of fearing the war-torn canine he gained a certain respect. The kind of respect a young boy gives his favorite wrestler.
As she backed away he stepped forward. "I don't think I'll ever be able to trust again. And for being alone? I like it just fine. I wanted to rip your throat out right there -- it's best if I'm alone; can't fall back on bad habits. [/color]" Rip his throat out? He almost wished she would. That way he could be nothing but a ghost, floating around - getting everything you want, where and when you wanted. It would save him the trouble of having to live the rest of his life lonely (there are other ghosts up there, right?) and miserable, fighting for his life on these cold and unforgiving streets. But alas, he was to chicken to ever die. It was probably painful, and there were to many variables. " I applaud your bravery, Crescendo. But I still disagree with your views on friendships - but I realize that you cannot change everyone's mind, unfortunately,[/color]" his voice was much like his breathing, dark and warm. He did have great knowledge, knowledge far beyond his one year. He just had a hard time materializing that knowledge. " So seeing as you are against any type of friendship, we can be just acquaintances,[/color]" a smile pulled up upon his shadowed face. [/blockquote] tag crescendo melody my dogs fighting. notes awwwww. poor crescendo, grendol never gives up. x3[/font][/size]
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Post by k o a l a ?! on Jan 2, 2011 13:07:32 GMT -6
"I applaud your bravery, Crescendo. But I still disagree with your views on friendships - but I realize that you cannot change everyone's mind, unfortunately."
[/color] Crescendo laughed. " Bravery? You call that bravery? I call it cruel. This is a cruel world," She muttered. Then she shrugged. " I dunno. That's how friendship is in the arena; it might be different out here." "So seeing as you are against any type of friendship, we can be just acquaintances."[/i] " Acquaintances, eh? What do I have to do to be.. an acquaintance, of yours?" Crescendo peered at him curiously. This was a strange dog indeed, but still, she had to give him credit. He didn't give up. She wondered why he bothered to talk to her though, when everyone else had just ignored her. She hasn't seen herself, but she was certain she looked rather battle-and frightening. tag grendol words 147 music saints game, vikings game. notes c'mon vikings! and ew saints. how could you let him get that?![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by cypher ~ on Jan 2, 2011 13:27:11 GMT -6
SING IT FOR THE BOYS, SING IT FOR THE GIRLS. [/font][/color] "Bravery? You call that bravery? I call it cruel. This is a cruel world. I dunno. That's how friendship is in the arena; it might be different out here. [/color]" Finally she was seeing the light! Even if it was just a twinkle. Grendol nodded excitedly. " Acquaintances, eh? What do I have to do to be.. an acquaintance, of yours?[/color]" Chocolate eyes lit up immediately. " Well you don't have to do much, that's for sure,[/color]" chuckle, pause, " All thats required of you is to hang out around me sometimes," his voice was incredibly friendly, almost singsong as he chimed. [/blockquote] tag crescendo melody now snoring dogs - haha. notes painfullllllly shorttttttttttt, [/font][/size]
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Post by k o a l a ?! on Jan 2, 2011 15:58:44 GMT -6
"Well you don't have to do much, that's for sure."
[/color] After this he paused for a chuckle. This caused Crescendo to chuckle lightly as well, lowering herself into a sitting position. The male wouldn't attack, and even if he did, she doubted that he would win. She was experienced, and he was not. Just because of that she would have the upper-hand in battle. "All thats required of you is to hang out around me sometimes."
His voice was annoyingly joyful, reminding her almost like a bird's song. She wanted to strangle him right then and there, and her muscles tensed, ready to do it, but she shook them out, forcing them to grow loose. " Well," she started, " I'm not good company. I don't know anything to talk about, and you are about the first dog I've talked to other than my opponents. So I don't really know how to.. socialize.[/color]" It was a bit painful admitting it, but it was the truth. tag grendol words 171 music rush - aly & aj notes ;3; ew post.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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