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  DarkKnightWalking

Upon a grassy hilltop beneath a lone tree a dark fog begins to take form, swirling about the base of the mighty oak. Darker and thicker it flows about, slowly causing it to fade from sight. Sparks and flashes illuminate the fog and thunder erupts as well from the darkness within. Lightning bolts shoot forth into the heavens as a mighty wind appears and swirls all about the gnoll.

Movement is seen at its base as objects both animal and humanoid begin to shuffle forth into the flashes of light upon the hilltop. Firstly skeletal warriors appear clad in old world armourment, their numbers legion and uncountable as they slowly shuffle forth and arrange themselves in tight rows before the display above. They raise their assorted weapons in silent salute to the darkness above.

They are closely followed by numerous beasts both mundane and of assorted fantasy. Bears, snakes, lions and tigers walk alongside griffons, basilisks, hippogriffs and serpents, again their numbers without count as they settle together upon another section of the hillside in tight rows, their heads bowed in obeisance.

Lastly a smell of sulphur permeates the air as another group comes into view. This comprised of demons, imps, goblins and other assorted denizens of the underworld. Usually loud and boisterous, they instead come in an eery silence to take their places below the workings above, raising their weapons of destruction also in salute to the darkness.

The air is suddenly shattered by the thunder of wingbeats as four flights of Dragons appear from the sky above. They circle once then land in formation below, also taking their place along the rest to bow and wait for a sign from the darkness above.

The fog and darkness swirls still more and thunder and lightning erupts from within with still more incredible force, swaying the assembled masses with its power unleashed. Then just as suddenly falls dead silent. A red glow begins to show in its center, growing larger and hotter as it shines forth more brightly with each passing second. A wicked laugh begins with a low tone and grows louder as the assembled forces below begin to shiver and tremble at its power.

Slowly the dark mists clear away to reveal a humanoid figure which reclines lazily upon the bulk of a great dragon, smooth and ebony black, clearly two hundred feet and perhaps more. The red light is revealed to be his eyes, which glow with a hellish vengeance that indicates its ability to peer into ones very soul and administer either care or hellfire, whichever would be warranted. He is adorned in black leather with a cape of darkest ebony that seems to be alive and moves upon its own about his form. He slowly rises and draws forth a black blade chased with firey red runes of power along its length that hums with magicks as it slides from its sheath. With the simplest of gestures from his left hand a skeletal group of musicians appear in a puff of green smoke and begin to play an eerie tune...


I was there through the ages
Chained slaves to their cages
I have seen you eat your own
I'm the cycle of pain
Of a thousand year old reign
I'm suicide and salvation
The omen to nations
That you worship on all fours
I'm the infection and famine
That's knocking at your door
That's why you're feeling so

Unholy
Oh, I was created by man, you know I'm....
Unholy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am the incubus
i lay the egg in you
The worm that burrows
Through your brain
But you are the beast
That calls me by my name

You send your children to war
To serve bastards and whores
So now you know
You created me
On the day that you were born

Unholy
I was created by man,
yeah I'm the Lord of the flies, you know I'm
- Unholy!
From the left hand of power comes the father of lies
- Unholy!

I lay you down to sleep
Your soul to keep
Better cross your heart before you die
And now you know
Know that you are mine

That's why you're feeling so
Unholy, Unholy, Unholy - Unholy!!

As the music fades, He chuckles wickedly once again, its deepness and power flowing out across the land as again all the beasts and humanoids cower in fear below. He takes a great sweeping circle with his weapon and as he spins it erupts into flame, forming a cirle of it around him, before he placing it point down upon the turf and leaning upon it as he begins to speak...

Yes, I have indeed returned...Men shall tremble and Women shall swoon, to be sure...Wicked Smile
But to what a different place than that I departed, of that I am seeing...
Trolls, Odds, Boglins...
One liners, flamers, shamers and whiners...
Closed minded, open mouthers yet insert footers at the same time...how skilled of you for that....*another wicked chuckle*
Bloggers who use their space as a public place to name names and bash others in the open, yet they remain safe and secure behind their monitors...yet are far too cowardly to allow return responses...
And in general....douchebaggers.
But, is truly no matter...I have seen you all many times before. You are nothing new.
I will treat you in the manner as I have always done thusly...
I give what I get...stand before me in friendship and love....and receive the same a thousandfold...

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DarkKnightWalking

Dec 8 @ 3:18PM  
Act a fool and rant and flame..expect to bathe in the deepest pits of the deepest hells of molten fire as well...again a thousandfold...
For also do I have a great many friends within these hallowed halls, and those I see are still trying valiantly to hold back such a tide of foolishness...
Gestures again and all his friends from within appear that he might hug them warmly (and a few animalistic gropes and bites for those who would wish them as well, you know who you are...* Sly Wink* )
I return to add my wit and my sword to their number...
Many things am I called...
An Angel...
A Dark Angel...
A "Sarcastigod"...
A Valiant Knight...
A Dark Knight...
A Destroyer of Worlds...
And also at times a Loyal and Valued Friend.
So shall those who do not yet know me choose to be treated by their own actions...
Choose carefully...
sundance64

Dec 8 @ 3:24PM  
Yea!!!!!


**Sunny takin a flyin leap and jumping on DK's back for a piggy-back ride**

Hiya hun! You showed up just in time!
canuhelpme258

Dec 8 @ 3:27PM  
Welcome Back!
ponme

Dec 8 @ 4:29PM  
I am SOOOOOOOO in LUST!
ynot7769

Dec 8 @ 7:09PM  
2passionate4u767

Dec 9 @ 9:49PM  
hmmmmmm... very intriguing... I always love your visits. *shudders*
JJN4Fun

Dec 10 @ 10:11AM  
Waking from a deep sleep, beckoned to wakefulness by a feeling that can only be described as trepidation, the ebony lady emerges from behind the silk curtains that surround her canopied bed. On the floor next to her feet lays her cat – a black panther named Onyx – who has also been wakened by a sense of unrest in the air. A low growl can be heard from him as he fixes his gaze on the window across the room, through which the full moon can be seen. The familiar smell of what other will fear but which she is drawn to – the scent of a powerful entity – fills her nostrils, and she smiles to herself. Reaching down, she slides her hand from the top of her protector’s head and down his sinewy back, feeling his tension beneath his shiny black fur.

Shhhh, [I]she whispers as she strokes him lovingly.
There is nothing to fear, Onyx…our Dark Knight has returned; I can feel his presence. All is well…

The powerful feline begins to purr at his mistress’s reassuring touch, trusting that hers is the touch of genuine tranquility. Looking up at her with glowing yellow eyes, he searches her face for signs of fear. He sees none and turns his attention back to the window. Outside there is turmoil. The wind is whipping, creating an eerie low howl, and the light of what he intuitively knows to be fire illuminates the hillside in the distance. He knows he must remain alert - that danger is near and a battle may soon erupt. Though he knows from her gentle strokes and the calmness of her voice they are secure, he is ever ready to leap to keep safe from harm the human who rescued him so many years ago. It is for this reason he is loyal to only her, fiercely protective and ever in awe her inner-strength. There is only one other from whom he senses this kind of strength; the shadowy creature she calls Dark Knight. Though he doesn’t fear Dark Knight, he respects his power and knows that in his presence she is safe…

The lady walks to the window and peers out into the night. Opening the framed etched glass she leans out to behold what she anticipates will be an splendid sight, and indeed, that is what she sees. In the distance, on the very hillside where she last saw her dream lover, she makes out the outline of several creatures – all of which emit a foreboding aura and are surrounding the man she has been awaiting. Through wailing winds she hears his voice (or does she feel it?)…

“…stand before me in friendship and love....and receive the same a thousandfold...”

Ah, she whispers to herself. To be sure, he has returned, no longer lurking in the shadows but making his presence known throughout our land.

Again she smiles, but this time it is the wicked smile that comes from the satisfaction of knowing that those who threaten the tranquility of Pervia will be taught a severe lesson should they dare to cross her Dark Knight, who has come to stand alongside his cohorts in the battle against douchebaggrey. Canu, the Marquis de Pevia, who speaks harshly and fights fiercely against the tyrants that roam the land; Lord Dominus, who need not say much to instill fear and respect in those who provoke rage; General Ynot, whose ferocity in leading the Pervian Army has conquered many a troll; and Sir Straddle, the gentleman who uses his beguiling ways to soothe the savage beasts who threaten the harmony of the kingdom. Joined by new members, they will band together to keep safe the Lovely Ladies of Pervia. The dark lady is filled with a sense of peace that comes from feeling safe and secure. Leaving the window open, she slips back under the warm covers and snuggles into the enveloping down-filled mattress that was made especially for her.

Come, Onyx. Sleep at my feet until the sun rises. Let the men take care of the trolls that are trying to destroy our home; in the bright light of midday we shall greet them with open arms and shower them with praise. And later, we shall dance and make merriment, enjoying without fear or reservation the pleasures of the flesh as the gods intended.

Jumping onto her bed, the black cat curls up at his mistress’s feet and lays his head on his massive paws. Closing his eyes, he purrs himself into a fitful sleep as the lady drifts off into a dream of wicked debauchery.
belle1010

Dec 11 @ 8:32PM  
Yeeessssss! My Knight in dark leather emerges from the shadows once again! I'm soooooooo glad you're back!

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Thunder rolls across the plains....