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grabs eyes and puts them back in sockets. ahhh... that's much better. grabs a sack and stuffs Templar in it and ties it shut. let the fun begin. grabs a shovel and beats Templar over and over again. Moo! Ha! Ha! Ha!

WAIT!

*Grabs stun gun and jabs sack.*

By all means, continue!

gets matches and lights the sack of fire. take that! your cup can't protect you anymore! throuws tires on top of Templar. watches the big pile of burning rubber. *hay darkest wolf, want some pop corn?*

He chuckled, shaking his head. "I drop in for a moment, and I come in to this." Rubs his chin. "Hmm...two to one...doesn't seem fair to me. Oh well, as long as I'm here...hey, Teena! Catch!"

He grabs a tennis ball with a cut in the side, nearly covered by unpopped popcorn kernels. He tosses it underhand fairly high into the air, letting it land between Teena and Dark. It explodes on contact, turning the kernels into shrapnel. As they enter into the bodies of both wolves, the kernels become heated, and expand, turning into popcorn. The pressure pushes out their bodies, exploding as if they were bullet holes.

"Nice. I'll need to remember that."

He calmly walks over to Templar, as if nothing had happened. He looks at him, and smiles, shaking his head. "Getting beaten up by these two? Shame, shame, Templar." His expression changes in mock surprise, as if he realized something "Oh my! I can't believe I forgot!"

He leans over the slightly twitching Dark, and pulls out a small container with crystals in it. "Can't forget the salt, now can we?" He pours the rock salt into the wounds, watching with a sick smile as Dark twitches and cringes in pain.

He turns to Teena. "And what would popcorn be without butter?" He pulls out a container, and pulls off the lid, steam coming out. He looks at it, and then starts pouring it on the wolf's chest, making sure it was completely covered. Just as it empties, he looks at the jar's label, and shakes his head in mock disappointment. "Oh dear, it looks like I switched bottles. This is bikini wax. It's going to be an utter pain to remove. Here. Let me help."

Placing one footpaw on Teena's throat to brace himself, he made sure his victim had just enough air to live. He then grabed the now-dry part of the wax on top of Teena's chest, and began to alternate between pulling and yanking, smiling slightly as the wolf screamed out in pain, large clumps of fur coming off of his body. He kept on going, causing the wounds created by the popcorn to grow even larger, ripped apart until his chest was just barely intact. As it got to the end, he noticed that part of the wax had covered the wolf's sheath, and that was one of the last parts. He smiled sadistically, and moved his footpaw to Teena's now profusely bleeding chest, grabbing the wax with one hand. He gave it one swift YANK, and the entire sheat, penis and testicles were ripped off, dangling from the edge of the wax. He looked at them, chuckling. "And a bonus at the end, no less."

He pulled out another container, and the liquid inside was bubbling, apparently superheated. "Now, let's do it properly. Thank hevans I added the salt in here beforehand."

He poured the container of salt and boiling oil into the wolf's wounds, grinning as the wolf screamed so loud and long that the wolf lost his voice, and all that could be heard was the passing of air through his chest, the tears of pain streaming down his face.

He tossed the container aside. "Much better. Not the only problem is that for popcorn, you need entertainment. A movie, perhaps? I'll see if I can bring one the next time I come here. I hardly did anything worth mentioning here so far. Ta ta, you two. See you later, Templar."

He strode off, as if nothing had happened, save for the slight smile on his face.

Grrrr! God damn it! moon_lover. I'm no guy! how meny f@ckin times do I have to post it! Get's up now that (SHE) is fully healed. and gets a flame torch and jabs it in moon_lover's face. grabs roap and ties him up to a tree. it's time to have a little fun. grabs a swoard and cuts his penis and testies off. *take that! you bastard.* ahh... now I feal much better. chops his head off.

Templar wrote:*throws lighter onto gas. Watches ravaged_warrior burn good*

Burned, am I? Well, unfortunately for YOU (and everyone else in the room), I'm a fan of the film V for Vendetta.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=3J60muQ5VVQ

...let me guess, by the time he can reload whatever weapon he has, he will be on the ground dead?

You're brutal moon lover! I like that!

*Ties moon lover to a chair and super glues his eyes open. He takes out the stun gun and shoots it into his chest.*

"Oh wait!"

*Pours water all over moon lover and removes the stun gun.*

Stun guns are boring!

*Attatches jumper cables up to moon lovers chest and connect the other end to a car battery. darkest wolf slowly revs the engine.*

Mmm...electro shock therapy!

hmmm... I'm bored. grabs ravaged_warrior and rips his ears off punches his back braking his spinal cord and and jabs his side shattering his ribs. hmmm... that was enteraining. walks away.

He he he he he he he he....

*ravaged warrior goes to inspect laughing coming from burning pile. Arm shoots out and digs into ravaged warrior's face. Pulls ravaged warrior into pile. Blood gushes out from pile. Templar emerges*

Sorry, dropped my carvin' knife for a second. Took me forever ta find it. Oh, hey look, Moony's here!

*grabs darkest wolf*

Now yer gettin' into the spirit!

*rams darkest_wolf's head into toilet water. Holds darkest_wolf's head under as darkest_wolf struggles until struggles grow weaker and weaker. Puts on rubber gloves. Sticks darkest_wolf's stun gun into toilet water and holds down trigger. darkest_wolf's body spasms, starts to smoke, goes up in flames, and burns to a blackened husk*

Ech, smells like burned hair and piss.

*unhooks Moon_lover*

Don't worry about the noobs, Moony. They tend to do little more than annoy me. Now, whenever yer ready...

*Assumes sparring position*

*Grabs Templar from behind and strangles him with a baseball bat. darkest wolf then grabs moon lover and templar and locks them in a room. He slowly releases a strain of an unknown disease.*

Have fun!

I guss I'll stay out here, don't wanna go in that room. grabs darkest wolf and throws him in to a big blender, chunks of meat and fur fly out. hmm... Is it just me or does it seem a bit dead around here?

TRAITOR!!!

*Grabs nagowteena, ties her to a chair and fires an arrow into her brain.*

Faster than a speeding bullet, eh?

*wakes up*

What the? Aww, here we go...

*TV in corner comes to life. Puppet version of darkest wolf appears on screen*

Greetings, Moon-Lover and Templar. I'd like to play a game.

*to Moon_Lover* See, this is what I was talkin about. Frickin' annoyin', an' no originality whatsoever. No balls, either, by the
way...

At this very moment, you are both breathing in an assuredly lethal form of nerve gas. The antidote for said nerve gas is located just beyond the door behind you. The key to said nerve gas is twenty feet above your heads. In order to reach the key...

Hold up for a minute.*walks over to door*

Ya mean all I gotta do is get past this door?

Yes...

Alrighty, then. And sense I know you...

*opens door, which is unlocked. Grabs darkest wolf, who's sitting with puppet in front of camera*

Gimme the antidote, dumbass!!

*takes antidote. Pummels darkest wolf with puppet until all the puppet's hitting is chunks of bone and bloody floor*

He sat there, a slight smile on his face. He stood, and stepped out of the room. As he did so, he then released his breath, the nerve gas never even touching him. He looked to Templar and shrugged. "Yeah, they're kinda new to this. But remember: that makes it even more fun."

He caught the barest traces of the nerve gas in his nose, and determined which one it was specifically. He fished a small container out of his fur, and threw it on the floor inside the gas-filled room. The air took a darker, purple hue, and he quickly closed the dor, grinning.

He came over to where Templar was bashing Dark. He shook his head, "Shame on you Templar. Here you are, chewing Dark out for being unoriginal, while you're simply bashing his face. I assure you, there are much more fun ways to get back at him."

He pulled Templar to the side, and then picked up Dark by the scruff of the neck. He suddenly slammed the 'were into the floor, forcefully knocking the air out of him. He smiled again, tossing the barely conscious 'were in the room he and Templar were just in. Before the body even hit the ground, the door was shut and held there by the chair that Dark was previously sitting on. He moved over to the TV, sitting on the ground, patting it there for Templar to join him. "It's alright. I won't bite," He chuckled, "for the moment."

He watched the TV as Dark relized where he was.

"In case you're wondering," He said, addressing the captured 'were, "I made a slight adjustment to your narve gas. There's no cure, as far as I know of. Heck, I came on it by accident, so I don't think it's been made yet. But the effects are just too funny, so I couldn't pass it up."

He nodded at the screen. "First, there's the fur." As he commented, Dark had run a paw through his fur, and it come off in clumps. As Dark moves in reaction, all of the fur slowly comes off, falling to the floor. "Ugly, isn't he?

"Next, there's an interesting ste: hypermetabolia." He shrugged. "At least, that's what I call it. It makes all the organs in your system go faster." He said, watching as the 'were began to rapidly breathe in and out, despite trying not to. "It basically compels the brain to inhale the stuff, going against your will. Which leads us to the next stage: system filtration failure. Don't know how healthy that 'were's body is, but I'm sure it's not as good as it could be. According to my theories, all that nasty stuff that's normally stored in your body, the liver, the pancreas, the kidneys...all of that gets flushed in the system. Usually the blood stream. And that should be right about...now."

He watched, smiling slightly, as the 'were bent over, a painful expression on his face.

"And then there's the grand finale." He chuckled, watching as the 'were suddenly jumped up, his face racked with pain, grabbing and his head, appearing to push at it. Suddenly, his eyes opened wide in terror, and he fell to the floor, blood oozing out of his mouth and nose.

He shook his head. "That's the only problem. It's too short. And the head doesn't explode violently enough."

He shrugged, turning to Templar. "In case you're wondering, I'm not quite as attentive around here, because I've had things that I need to attend to. Don't know how often I'll come around, but I thought I'd do something worth remembering while I'm here."

He turned his head slightly, so that both Teena and Ravaged were in his peripheral vision. He gave them a sweet, sickly grin. "And don't think I haven't noticed the two of you. You just haven't given me a reason to do anything yet."

As he started to walk off, he paused, rubbing his chin. "On second thought..."

He whirled around, running up to Teena, and slammed his paw inside her. He reached in deep, until he felt what he was looking for. He grabbed the nearby tissue, he suddenly yanked on it, pulling the reproductive organs from their place, and out of there entirely. He knocked her down, placing one paw on her to hold her steady. He yanked even harder, ripping the lips off of her, and then let go, tossing them on the ground nearby. "If you're going to be that picky about gender, you really shouldn't have to worry about it."

He wiped the majority of the blood from his arm on Teena's furry side, and then proceeded to lick away the remainder. He strode off, still chuckling. "Ta ta."

*Stands there in shock at the violence*
*looks at Moon* So what now?

He stands there, rubbing his chin. After a while, he shrugs, chuckling. "Not a clue. I'm more of a 'reactive' fighter than anything else. Helps give me an idea of what to do next."

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Oh, by the way, to you and everyone else, I'm not normally this sadistic, exactly, I've just been under a lot of stress and in a bad mood for the last few weeks. Nothing personal."

I understand, its fun to be sadistic at times.

*Grabs templar by the throat* So what? You enjoy sitting down and watching people die?

*not waiting for an answer I take out my knife and point it at Templars' chest* Well, if you have no use for it. *rams my knife into templars' chest and cuts out a section of ribs*

*Sticks my paw into templars' chest and pulls out his heart*

God Moon_Lover. enough with the orgens. pick on somone els. grabs Fang and shoves a dart in his eye. grabs a beer bottle and smashes it over Moon_Lover's head.

*grabs Fang's forearm. Twists Fang into armlock and begins to squeeze, shattering bone and rupturing muscles and veins*

Fang, Fang, Fang....all these fun little noobs to fool around with, *Twists arm again*and you chose to piss off the proven psychopath. *forces Fang to his knees* I'm afraid ya got the wrong impression. My heart don't belong to you.

*Peels Fangs claws off of heart all the way back to his wrists*

But since ya stole somethin' of mine, it's only prudent that I relieve you of something as well...

*rips Fang's arm off all the way to the collar bone. Replaces heart. Holds up arm and a third of Fang's torso*

Hmmmm....I'd feel just like Beowulf if this had been more of a challenge. Curse you for being so weak, Fang!

*fishhooks Fang. Drags Fang to wall and throws him against it. Nails Fang to wall with knives through shoulder, wrist, and kneecaps. Pulls out kukhri knife*

Ya know, Fang, I commend you. You get the honor of being the first piece in my new collection of trophies. Ya see, some people collect heads, others collect fingers, hands, eyeballs, and sometimes genitalia. Me, I think I'll just take that which blinds all of us in this material world... I'll take yer flesh.

*makes incision on Fang's forhead. Inserts claws into the cut. Slowly begins to pull down, eventually tearing off all the skin and flesh on Fang's front*

And now, the time has come, my truly naked friend, to part ways for a time.

*rams fist into Fang's stomach. Removes a good length of Fang's intestine. Begins wrapping intestine around Fang's neck*

We'lllllll meet agaaaiiiinnn, don't know wheerrrre, don't know whennnnnnnnnnnnnn...

*slowly tightens. Fang begins suffocating. Sticks end of intestine down Fang's throat. Watches the life fade out of Fang's eyes*

Nighty night. Heheheheheheheheh....

*sticks Fang's skin into belt and walks away. Fang defecates inside mouth*

Here's yer reaction, Moony...

*roundhouse kicks Moon_Lover in the jugular*

*Grabs Templar by the arm, and throws him into a nearby chain-link fence. His back cracks sickeningly against the metal. Pulls out knife, slicing a large gash from his right eye to the left part of Templar's mouth. Picks him up by the throat, bashing him into the fence again*

*Looks at Fang, who is now pointing his gun at me. I throw my knife, hitting him in the forearm, causing him to drop his gun. I quickly run at him and gouge out his left eye.*

I'm finished. For now.

*Kicks in Ravaged_Warrior's kneecap. Feels new scar*

Heheheh...Why thank ye, Rav. This oughtta make for a good dinner conversation.

*Rips off Ravaged_Warrior's lower jaw. Smashes it on top of Ravaged_Warrior's head, driving his lower canines into his skull. Lifts Ravaged_Warrior over head and rams him into large beam, snapping him like a twig. pulls out knife. Skins Ravaged_Warrior*

Now yer done.

wow it's the pack match massacre! grabs a chainesaw and slices Templars head off. woo hoo I love this thing. walks over and chops Moon_Lovers legs off. it's time to slice n dice! go's crazzy on Moon_Lover. looks down to see chuncks of flesh and fur were Moon_Lover was once standing.

*rematerialises a few feet from my old body*

You know Templar, you just shouldn't mess with someone who can't die *evil grin* or who likes setting his victims on fire

*Grabs templar by the throat and nails him to the wall with railroad spikes* now its obvious my point did not make to through your skull, the way I see it is one who enjoys taking the lives of others, does not deserve to live.

*Pours bottle of vodka down Templar's throat*

*watches as his reaction time drops and he spits up vodka from his lungs*

Now, you will se pain and death, and it will be your own.

*Empties out a container of gasoline over Templars head* you know yo seem tense, you really need to ligten up

*Puts lighter to templars mouth and lights it* This is nothing compared to what awaits you.

*Watches as fire travels down templars throat and body* *hearing the Weres' cries of agony I walk away as the alcohol in his lungs and stomach explode killing him instantly*

*Walks off and looks for another victim*
*Glances back at the charred carcass that was templar*

*darkest wolf comes up from behind Templar. He slashes his throat and runs off. He looks at moon_lover and raises the aersol can. He flips open the lighter and makes a quick spray.*

Mmm...nothing like fake movie deaths!