Posts by - RAPHAEL

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Raphael. God has healed.
It was an angel's name, one that should have been enshrouded in stereotypical connotations of doves and stark white roses and and harps and paintings. It should not have been one assigned to a carnivorous alabaster equine that seemed to defy nature (and so, the higher entity Himself) with his fangs and gills slitted down his neck. His mother was a vile hag for thinking to tattoo him with her eternal inside joke. Raphael... Raph. He was not pure in the least and had not one clue why his hooves had dared him to trot upstream though trot he did, all the way from the maw of the great river where the water kept less and less salt. Now he felt queer; a fish out of water was much more an apt description than one would think.

Now the soaked adolescent plodded through the thinning stream, his teeth bared and his nostrils flaring wildly as he tried to figure out where he was. He should probably have gotten out of the stream by now; the rocks under-hoof were slippy bitches and like to break his leg. Whilst that would be no problem if he was still in the suffocating waves of the sea, it would be on land.

Keening lowly, almost warily, the male cast wide eyes around the abnormally green surroundings. The capaill uisce, otherwise known ignorantly as 'water horses', would never usually call to one another. They were predators and other predators nearby only meant competition. But something in him, now, compelled him to call out and wait. For what, he was entirely unsure of but he had long ago learned to simply trust his instincts.[/fancypost]
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using vii c:

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A horse? Hah! The capaill would have torn into them all right then and there, had they even deigned to insult him with such a name. Would one dare call a tiger a pussycat; a dragon a chameleon? No, he was no weakling horse, pah. But yes, the Bastille lyrics are strong in this one and Orca squealed along with Madi at this revelation. However, this was fourth wall breaking and Raphael did not like others stealing his limelight, oh no. So, to prevent Orca being eaten by her own character, she caved and resolved to write the rest of his post.

The fleabitten equine snorted at the appearance of several others, his shoulders pulled taut with the suden discomfort of the situation. Shit, he had not thought so many would arrive. Where the hell was he? Then one voiced a question and the capaill moved his eyes down to meet with the mountain lion's. "Raphael or Raph- I don't give a shit. Someone mind telling me where I am?" Ignoring the second half of the question- for he had no answer; he didn't know where he was, let alone what he was doing there- Raph flicked his eyes away from Littlescout.

A mistake. His eyes immediately pinned on prey in the form of a domestic cat and the stallion found himself hungrily licking his lips. When had he last ate? He didn't give a fuck right now, his stomach was calling to him and damn if he was going to try ignore it. Fortunately, Raphael's attention withdrew from Bastille as another stallion edged along. Hmph, was this his turf?
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[fancypost bgcolor=white; borderwidth=0px; width: 436px; height: 200px; overflow: auto;][justify]A slick smirk carved its way across the muzzle of the great beast, his eyes sparking with unadulterated amusement. Peace? That shit didn't exist and if this lot were content to be lulled into that false sense then more fool them. He'd just eat that little bugger he had had his eye on and be done with them. In fact, he had forgotten all about the grey tabby and his eyes soon moved to concentrate back on his potential meal before his gaze was intercepted by Sola. Another mountain lion. Not that he would know that; he was a sea creature- believe it or not -so all these knights look like weird fuckers to him. Says the horse with fangs and gills.

Chewing on the words she laid out before him, the horse raised a brow and gave a sort of shrug (which looked entirely strange situated on a horse for they kind of just tucked their neck in to give the appearance of their shoulders rising). "Or something. Knights of Eden, huh?" Joining probably meant he would be unable to eat that kitty... Well, seals tasted better in any case. Land creatures always tasted like shitty pollution. "Sure, I'll take a shot. Anything I gotta do... Sola?" He tried out the name, deciding that he liked it. Short and sweet.

Oh for fuck's sake. Was someone trying to test him? If one more cat showed up, one more, he would scream. Unfortunately for Americanpaw, Raph liked the taste of swearing on his tongue and was much too arrogant to tone it down for some prey creature. Orca would gladly do so, however, if wanted. "S'up healer of koe."
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Not one he couldn't handle, of course. But then, all adolescent stallions thought they were gods and so, immortal. It would be amusing to see someone even try to knock him a peg or two down; hilarious to see it actually done. Not to Raph, clearly, but to most everyone else... Well it wouldn't be surprising to see them spilling their guts with laughter. Anyhow, now would be neither the time nor the place, in his hungry state. Cocky or no, the equine still packed a kick that could crush skulls and jaws which wouldn't hesitate to kill. After all, he had no reason not to and a creature with nothing to lose was the most frightening one.

And just like that, he was in. He would have scoffed at the ease of entry into the clan, in fact he did. No security questions, no oaths, no caution. Well, he had a little more morals than the others of his species, egotistical bastards that they were, so he'd try not break any of their peacekeeping rules. In any case, Raphael was now on land, a part of a group and acting the most civilised he had been for an age.

Welcome to Eden, indeed.
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Lifting a hoof out of the water, allowing the freshwater to slide down his slick skin, the stallion plopped it back in again as Corey began to speak. A tour? He didn't have a clue what one of those were and he was much too proud to ask. Perhaps a joiner ritual, hell if he knew. "Yeah, sure." As long as they didn't try anything, he couldn't see it being a risk to say yes. More so if he had said no; he didn't want to fuck up their mood. Especially seeing as there were eight or something of them to his one. Not likely odds, even if three of them with cats.

Wait, three? Damn it! Snorting the promiscuous scent of food from his nostrils, the fleabitten grey swallowed the mass of saliva that had accumulated in his jowls in a vain attempt to remove temptation. Hell, he needed to eat. "Fuckin' pleasure, Littlescout; Dante... Russainpaw" He greeted the two in his own polite way, a brusque nod delivered to the Sovereign and the Nobleman; a slightly more strained acknowledgement to the cat. That little squirt won't fill you up, Raph. And Sirena would be much better off keeping that viewpoint to herself for, if Raph got wind of it, his swollen head would only get bigger.

In any case, the capaill trotted quickly out the river and past the gathered group towards Corey. "Where's this tour thing, then?"
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[ooc] that would be great if you could, yup c:
mind if it's open?

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Leaving the river wasn't something he had thought needed preparation but, once his hooves sunk into the giving mud, Raphael felt suddenly overwhelmed. He was a prince in the sea; that was his domain. Now he was on land and a certain vulnerability struck him for the comforting caress of saltwater was gone and replaced by prickling winds that seemed to bluntly highlight the outcast. For a flash of a second, he second-guessed himself and considered heading back downstream where his element truly was. However, he wouldn't look a coward in front of his new 'friends'.

Grunting in, both, acknowledgement and gratitude towards the ermine wolf, the equine heaved himself up the bank with his fore-hooves, cantering up the rest of the way. He slowed, however, as Sirena made herself known- predatory eyes pinning on the goat. Now there was a meal that would fill him more than half way. "Raph and it's cool; I'm just aesthetically pleasing, love." Winking at his would-be meal, the stallion loped on by in search of the castle Corey had pointed out.

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Hmm, rabbit was good. Still shitty pollution but better shitty pollution than most tasted of; chewy too. As it happened, equine's were messy eaters due to the circumstance of their elongated necks and legs meaning they had to ned right the way down if the capaill wanted to eat on land. And Raph definitely wanted to eat. The sight of the goat-fish and the cats had his stomach clenching wildly in protest and his fangs threatening to bare out between his lips. His mood lightened somewhat, however, when he had cause to stop some NPC knights in query of food for they looked utterly horrified at the notion of the capaill eating something with flesh.

In any case, now his dappled legs were splashed with occasional blobs of blood for he had no other way to hold the lagomorph down. Mm, messy indeed. His meal stop meant he was a little late to this tour whatevermabob but then of course the vain little shit would decide to be fashionably late.

He almost missed the white wolf, having only just seen the resting canine at the base of the castle. He would have used his heat vision but, damn, that gave him headaches sometimes and he preferred not to, unless needed. "Eyy, Little- uh- Littlescout." Strange that it was paired name but hey, who was he to say what others could name themselves? He himself had a name that was totally opposite to his whole being. Did he try to match up to it, however? Not particularly. Why dine with angels when you could feast elsewise?

Littlescout and now Tatara he would not be feasting on, however. He had a slightly fuller stomach than prior and would try the good boy act out for a little while.
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The wind had pulled him this way, or so he liked to think. Though, the truth of the matter was that the snippets of conversation he had picked up had intrigued him. It was useful to know how to patch himself up if he ever got into a tricky situation, if you excused the cliché phrase. In the sea, Raph had not gotten many wounds, bar the one exception where he had wandered into an older capaill with a mean temper. He was still perplexed as to how he had survived that little ordeal but survive it he did and he had the scars around his throat to prove as much. Not that he fought often. In fact, the stallion was a lone predator and wounds only made hunting more inefficient. With no one else tk depend on, it was only logic that fighting was avoided at all costs.

Hunting, however? Ah, he'd have a chunk of everything fleshy if he could. However, these were no living creatures that were being spoken about but rather... Plants. He should have been put off, revolted by the simple notion of such a topic. But he wasn't. Was that worrying? Perhaps. Hey, maybe capaill were more in tune with their weaker cousins than he had initially thought. That was definitely worrying.

Despite all this, the stallion decided to stay. He wouldn't be promoted in ranks anytime soon, that much was more than obvious, but he was still unwillingly pulled into the conversation.
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Soon after his joining, it was probably no unprecedented thing that the stallion had gone forth to seek out food to fill his sullen belly. Just five minutes ago, he had barely held enough restraint to keep from eating some of his new found fellow knights and he didn't want any accidents within a day of his arrival. He would at least attempt to dignify himself with more than three days here without his appetite besting him. In other words, he needed to fucking control himself.

A low whicker fluctuated in the air before Raph's snout as he chewed on the tough chunk of rabbit he had acquired. It was bloody beautiful, the meat, for there was a slightly more muffled 'land taste' to the lagomorph and the equine was able to enjoy it without the temptation of soaking it in water till it was soggy. It sounded disgusting, sure, and probably would be though it was better than the harsh taste of pollutants and soil.

Dropping his head back down as he swallowed the first piece, Raph tore another strip of meat off the carcass being held under his hoof, slathering blood along his near black lower limbs.
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Hell, he was getting to be a pro with this name shit. Russianpaw, Dante, Corey, Littlescout and Dahlia. If he kept this up, he may even learn how to read though he doubted his attention span would allow him to stay for so long; it always seemed to wane after a while. It was probably half the reason why he had abandoned the abrasive ocean to seek out what was on land. It was unusual to sight a capall inland before winter and, seeing as it was the start of summer, his presence here was stranger still.

Corey spoke and eyes as black as fear turned towards him, dilated with his recent feast. "Fuck yeah." he answered with particularly excited phrasing though his tone held more of a nonchalant timbre to it, seeing as he still was ignorant as to what a tour entailed. Though how else would he find out other than simply letting the current take him; swimming against it would only sap his strength. In any case, there was a marginal eagerness to the equine as his tail whipped wildly behind him- though mostly accredited to the flies pestering his flanks and dock.

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His ears were deaf to those around him. Food was his only priority, at current, and the taste of flesh on his tongue, slathered on his fangs, coating the interiors of his cheeks was enough to drive him of the edge. After the torture of abdication from his carnivorous seat, food was a welcome guest to his thorax and relinquished the tangled sensation his stomach had seemed to have settled into. His molars worked on chewing the stern meat as his insides sung with ecstasy.

Broken out of his reverie by but the simply presence of the goat-fish. He would have verbally torn the goat to pieces; sun her off; threatened her for interfering with his meal. Though he did neither of these. Rather, he did something potentially worse. In the midst of the vigour of the bloodlust, Raph paid no heed to who or what was around him. The moment Sirena crept too close was the moment where a out-of-place predatory shrill sounded from the stallion's muzzle and his gray head lunged forwards to snap up the goat. She was well to talk, however, for, all of a sudden, a switch flicked and Raph's eyes became less black and more white.

Stopping his great head, the capall stared in puzzlement at the goat for a while before an easy grin lounged across his face. "Eating." The statement as casual as you like despite the confusion plain as day to his eyes. Let them mull over that, it was far too amusing to explain to them his species.

"And yes, I was enjoying it m'dear." Flicking his gaze over to short and sweet, a.k.a. Sola, the stallion snorted amusedly at her confusion. "Fuckin' fantastic. Y'hungry?" Snatching the remains of the carcass I his jaws, the stallion tossed the lagomorph over towards the cougar. His gaze shifted once more though this time it was his features that took on a surprised air. When had so many gathered without his knowing? "S'up Corey, Russianpaw." He was doing pretty fucking well with their names, even if he did say so himself.

Shifting his gaze back to where it had been originally, tugged by the query of another voice, Raph grinned in amusement. "Ah mate, I was ready to devour anything. Fucking lucky I got this." He was unsteady- walking. He had been swimming for so long, near his whole life, that walking wasn't quite down to a tee yet which meant hunting was a whole lot more difficult. He was definitely lucky that he had managed to acquire the rabbit at all rather than turn on a fellow knight- which were by far more readily available.
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[ooc] oh lol, I actually wrote that he stopped himself before her reached her xD maybe I didn't make it clear enough?
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naw it's cool, i'll just lock this c:

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Fuck if it was going to be him; all he had done was sat his ass down and listened to all the others shouting out a bunch of names that sounded like anything but plants. He had to admit, even with reluctance, that he was pretty interested in who was going to become the new healer trainee. He had a pretty good idea of potential candidates, even if he didn't know their names.

Clopping right on over on his gangly legs, the capall stood and waited for Americanpaw to announce the name everyone was eagerly waiting for.
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