01-17-2026, 01:44 PM
KRIEG
It would probably be in the best interest of beqanna for a lightning bolt to strike them both dead, or actually turn them into glue, but alas the skies are clear and they're still wasting oxygen together.
Carnage bless it all.
The curious pink and white creature drops into a bow and Krieg immediately brightens. He SHOULD bow to her. Even if he isn't actually bowing to her, she'd never believe anything else. They should all bow to her, ridiculous boring traitless creatures. He then loudly exclaims that he is prancing and flouncing wonderfully and her bright smile fades to a dull, blank stare as her ears pin back a bit. "Mmmhm...right... Wonderfully..." She muttered, slight disdain coating her words. She decides for a split second that she has had enough of this buffoonery and should really find someone more worthy of the air she surrounds herself with when things go from 0-60 before she can even pick a dainty black hoof off of the ground.
He begins circling her which causes her to tense. You see, Krieg's main purpose in life was committing shmurder in the name of Elite and Carnage to bring him back to the Valley - which he proceeded to light on fire. It was fine - really. BUT she does not like to be circled like prey. She is not the prey. Krieg also can't fight to save her life, but she does know she could zap the life right out of the circling clown if she could just get her hooves or something on him long enough. She prepares to lunge for him but is stopped, again, before she can pick up a dainty little hoof by him EXCLAIMING they should make some noise because beqanna is too quiet.
IT IS TOO QUIET.
She relaxes when she realizes the pink creature is not circling her as prey but following the loop in his brain physically and mentally. They sure could make some noise. Maybe they could find the valley and start up the death pit again?! Bring Carnage back or burn another kingdom down or do something. She sighs and smiles at the memories. Those really were the good old days. She's ROCKED out of her daydream by Layland proclaiming that they should sing. Sing?! Krieg does not sing.
"I suppose you singing could be quite a...distraction." She muttered, trying to find a way to make him useful to her. "You could distract everybody while we took over a kingdom, I suppose. With all of that..prancing and singing." She doesn't consider that Layland probably doesn't have her power-hungry god complex. She thinks over the idea in her head while keeping half a watch on the wandering stallion. "We will need some brute force though. Some grunts. I don't want to scuff my coat or hooves." She said with a frown, extending a foreleg to appreciate the acidic green color. "Does the valley still exist? I have TRIED to find that damned place but cannot find it."
Carnage bless it all.
The curious pink and white creature drops into a bow and Krieg immediately brightens. He SHOULD bow to her. Even if he isn't actually bowing to her, she'd never believe anything else. They should all bow to her, ridiculous boring traitless creatures. He then loudly exclaims that he is prancing and flouncing wonderfully and her bright smile fades to a dull, blank stare as her ears pin back a bit. "Mmmhm...right... Wonderfully..." She muttered, slight disdain coating her words. She decides for a split second that she has had enough of this buffoonery and should really find someone more worthy of the air she surrounds herself with when things go from 0-60 before she can even pick a dainty black hoof off of the ground.
He begins circling her which causes her to tense. You see, Krieg's main purpose in life was committing shmurder in the name of Elite and Carnage to bring him back to the Valley - which he proceeded to light on fire. It was fine - really. BUT she does not like to be circled like prey. She is not the prey. Krieg also can't fight to save her life, but she does know she could zap the life right out of the circling clown if she could just get her hooves or something on him long enough. She prepares to lunge for him but is stopped, again, before she can pick up a dainty little hoof by him EXCLAIMING they should make some noise because beqanna is too quiet.
IT IS TOO QUIET.
She relaxes when she realizes the pink creature is not circling her as prey but following the loop in his brain physically and mentally. They sure could make some noise. Maybe they could find the valley and start up the death pit again?! Bring Carnage back or burn another kingdom down or do something. She sighs and smiles at the memories. Those really were the good old days. She's ROCKED out of her daydream by Layland proclaiming that they should sing. Sing?! Krieg does not sing.
"I suppose you singing could be quite a...distraction." She muttered, trying to find a way to make him useful to her. "You could distract everybody while we took over a kingdom, I suppose. With all of that..prancing and singing." She doesn't consider that Layland probably doesn't have her power-hungry god complex. She thinks over the idea in her head while keeping half a watch on the wandering stallion. "We will need some brute force though. Some grunts. I don't want to scuff my coat or hooves." She said with a frown, extending a foreleg to appreciate the acidic green color. "Does the valley still exist? I have TRIED to find that damned place but cannot find it."
BLAME IT ON MY OWN SICK PRIDE
@Layland
i don't know. lmfao.