Recent content by Ravus Winterling

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It was getting late, the sun sinking low into a wine bloodied sky. Heavy shadows crept down the main alley of Bleak street, cloaking every sketchy thing within in a blanket of satin ink. Sounds echoed. Time seemed to crawl, stretching every possible moment of terror to a cruel lifetime of...

Well, against my better judgment (no offense intended. I love HNZ it's just my grades tend to go down hill when I'm active here) and by the prompting of several individuals (ESTRELLA!) I've decided to bring the Winterlings back as well as my student character, Debilitas Aristide. So yeah, see...

MALE Students -------------------- Celebs Grande Fuego -------------- Mike Bailey Kale Thomas --------------- Michael Cera Ford Harkonnen ------------ Paul Dano Bruin Dumbledez ----------- Ryan Sheckler Patrick Britton -------------- Jordan Garret Sam Britton ----------------- Ryan Merriman...

Or one of those ones that are bred not to shed. I've heard they glow in the dark or under blacklight or something... :lol: They're spendy though.

Birds are awesome! I've got a Cockatiel and my sister's getting a Quaker in June. If you live in Minnesota there's this really great breeder that I could recommend.

Is everyone on a cat craze now or something? My week old kitten just got out of surgery a last week. Poor thing had too get his leg amputated. He lived though and he's doing well so I'm happy. I named him Raluk! Don't have any pictures yet though otherwise I'd post it.

Having finished off the clown, Ravus left the tent and made his was swiftly though the crowds in search of his twin. He grinned maliciously as darted from building to building, enjoying the panic and terror that followed in his wake. The venom pounded deliciously in his veins, giving the world...

As he'd intended, none of the bullets pierced anything vital. Instead they drilled dead center into each of Ravus' targets. The first struck the clown in the hand, removing a couple fingers in the process and dampening everything within a five foot radious with a shower of blood. The second...

When the clown finally turned, breathing a miscalculated sigh of relief, Ravus was right behind him. He grinned, the expression almost matching a friendly one, but the intent behind it obviously wasn't what his face implied. "I never did like the movie It." Ravus said casually, raising the gun...

((Quit it. It's hard to make a character scary if your laughing at the same time!)) Ravus didn't bother to stick very close to the shadows as his twin might have done. The clown wasn't facing him and for the most part seemed completely unaware of the danger lurking behind him. At least for the...

The clown did exactly what Raven had predicted of course.

Ravus trailed the clown from a distance, alternating swiftly from one side to the other so that every time the clown looked for him, he appeared to be everywhere at once. He might as well have been; he was moving so fast. Instinctively, he dropped back a bit, watching the clown’s every move...

Without warning Ravus tore through the crowd again, having already sighted his newest victim: tall, scrawny clown with wild neon hair and a brightly decorated face. Through his painted smile the clown seemed utterly confused, uncertain as to whether to try to calm the panicked crowd or join...

Ravus was already tailing the crowd, his knife still clutched in one hand and his gun newly drawn in the other. The crowd fled before him, parting like a messed up remake of Moses and the Red sea. He didn't stay with the crowd for long however. He knew well enough from past experience that the...