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SAY MY NAME / alastor - KLIMENT - 01-03-2020

[glow=#000,1,400]I WISH I COULD ESCAPE, I DON'T WANNA FAKE IT !。+゚.[/glow]
Respecting the borders of other territories wasn't something that Kliment was known to do, the hybrid strode past the uncharted territories not finding anything that sparked his interest. He was stuck living in the Typhoon which wasn't all that bad since he could bask in the sun freely and eat any of the creatures that lived there, not his new "clanmates" but creatures that had no form of sentient. If the creature didn't smell like a climate or wasn't a recognized ally then the striped beast wouldn't hesitate to eat them either, it was just the cruel way that Kliment had raised himself to be. He never had anyone to learn off of when he had escaped the laboratory thus he lacked morals and basic compassion, he usually killed most things in cold blood without much thought. The only time he had ever learnt to lower his walls was when he had been leader over a clan, they had meant something to him even if he never got the chance to admit it to them before they were raided. It was his fault that everything had crumbled in his paws, the mere thought caused him so much frustration. He bared his teeth with purple gums glistening in the dark, failure wasn't something he liked experiencing since it usually was a hard blow on his ego. He let out a long hiss at the sudden feeling of snow touch his gooey pawpads, it had been a while since he felt it under his claws.

He glanced around trying to see if any auras or skeletons could be spotted through x-ray vision, his nostrils flared for a moment before he would lurk forward crossing the Elysium border. He lowered his head to the point where his nose briefly brushed against the cold ground, his tongue slithered out from his slightly parted maw. The barbed muscle lapped up a bit of snow catching the faintest trace of deer, the giant predator decided that he might as well try and keep himself warm in this cold weather by catching something warm blooded. The runaway experiment walked before it became a trot eventually catching a stronger smell of more cervine, the fur on his spine bristled briefly as they lowered themselves to the ground. He was pretty big so hiding himself wouldn't be easy, he was pretty quick for someone his size too but the troublesome thing for him was getting caught between foliage. He had killed an alligator once but that had been such a small feat in comparison to what he planned to do here.

He waited until one of the bucks had drawn near to the plantation he decided to hide amongst, his tail sprang out first impaling the creature in the spine with his blade-like tail hearing it let out a shrill cry, he then used his front claws to drag them to where he was hiding. Kliment got a grip on its neck only to tear at the flesh to the point where its head fell off with a gruesome shhrip, he let the head roll to the side feeling pleased with himself. He began to eat greedily at the carcass, the sound of cracking bones echoing throughout the territory. [glow=COLOR,1,400][/glow]



Re: SAY MY NAME / alastor - Alastor - 01-03-2020

The seething sound of a hiss brushed past his elongated ears, catching his attention immediately. Narrowed eyes shifted towards the source, purple irises zoning in on the creature. Alastor noticed a larger figure. Many might call them a gentle giant, but the doberman saw them as strict competition. Nothing more than a pawn lurking around his chessboard. Needless to say, the canine was curious as to why they were lurking about. Especially on his land.

Before he could move forward to approach the poorly hidden figure, the mutated stranger darted towards a buck in the distance. The doberman couldn’t help but watch. His wide gaze observed as the mess unfolded in front of him. With every slash, blood flew from all angles and the cry of the deer rang out. Despite veering backwards in shock, Alastor was notably impressed. Despite the messy execution, Kliment got the job done. (Thanks to his physicality, of course.) The potential of having that strength on Alastor’s side interested him. Something like Kliment would benefit him, especially after his brothers abandoned him.

A disdainful growl left his maw. ”You-“ His paw jerked in Kliment’s direction. “Pause,” he commanded. If successful, the stranger would stop in their tracks instantly and look up towards Alastor with bulging eyes. The unruly canine moved forward nevertheless, coming up in front of the buck’s corpse. His eyes momentarily shifted towards the decapitated head, only to focus back down on Kliment. With a smug expression, he continued on. “You aren’t supposed to be here, now are you?” continued Alastor. Though his words were not phrased to get the truth out of Kliment, he expected it.

//mobile



Re: SAY MY NAME / alastor - KLIMENT - 01-03-2020

[glow=#000,1,400]I WISH I COULD ESCAPE, I DON'T WANNA FAKE IT !。+゚.[/glow]
He had sensitive hearing but he couldn't make out any other sounds then the flesh he was currently tearing from the fallen deer, the metallic smell of blood had distracted his sense of smell. If he hadn't been so occupied then he would have easily been able to sense someone was following him. His mind was simply crowded with how cold and hungry he was though at the sound of someone's voice made the spikes on his body rise and his lips peeled back to reveal teeth growling loudly as a warning but what took him by surprise was when the word pause struck his ears did he actually stop. He hadn't wanted to stop from eating but he strangely had done so, he had his psuedo gaze fixated onto the doberman that chose to approach him and his kill. The giant brute growled through gritted teeth with his ears pressed against his cranium, the fur on his neck bristled showing obvious signs of hostility. Kliment didn't like anyone being near his food or himself for that matter so this canine definitely made him feel tense and dare he say. . . Uneasy. Which was a new feeling for him, he did his best in not showing it.

At the sudden smug inquiry from the canine, he didn't seem to have any control of his body and it was beginning to frustrate the large beast. The muscles on his snout bunched up revealing more of his dark gums and slightly yellowed teeth, demonstrating that he clearly was unhappy about all of this. Confusion went through him, the brute could barely get his claws to dig into the snow that was already being stained a crimson from his warm blooded kill. Seeing as he had no way of moving, he would snort loudly hoping that the gust of warm breath would brush against the dobermans face. His muscles began to ache from how tense they were but here he was, a large eight foot creature stopped in their tracks by a fucking dog. Kliment only grew angrier at the thought, he was confused. Surely, he hadn't stopped out of shock or fear of being caught by the smaller male. . . Had he?  [glow=COLOR,1,400][/glow]



Re: SAY MY NAME / alastor - Alastor - 01-22-2020

Hearing a growl, Alastor almost felt obliged to step back. Kliment's jagged teeth could easily wrap around his neck. Hell, even a swipe of their many vicious spines or claws could end him in a few seconds. Needless to say, the doberman would not be pleased. Nevertheless his confidence outweighed his almost nonexistent fear. They always came to their senses eventually. No one had ever dared to disobey him. Why would they now?

Despite Kliment's frozen stance, his dismissal continued. As the larger being growled on, the doberman just stared at him expressionless. His purple gaze observed him up and down, choosing to focus on where they were tense. Jaw muscles on the canine clenched and the fur on their neck stood up towards the sky. Would they lunge forward and snap at him? Claws even tried to grasp onto the snow beneath their paws. Alastor's chance of being attacked was high. Once his manipulative spell broke, his victims would likely start moving there first after all. With that in mind, he vehemently avoided their face. Alastor remained within Kliment's vicinity though. Perhaps even uncomfortably close.

With no answer given, he grew frustrated. Feeling warm air on his face, the canine just narrowed his eyes back up at Kliment's own gaze. "I asked you to speak," he grumbled. "Now speak." This time he was demanding an answer.

//powerplay allowed by Andy ofc for this post and the previous



Re: SAY MY NAME / alastor - KLIMENT - 01-22-2020

[glow=#000,1,400]I WISH I COULD ESCAPE, I DON'T WANNA FAKE IT !。+゚.[/glow]
The canine being uncomfortably close didn't soothe the large beasts anger, it almost felt as if Alastor was making a mockery of him. The striped brute continued to growl with their peeled back lips twitching ever so slightly, oh, how he wanted to lunge out and strike. He knee he could easily puncture the other's throat with just a claw or tooth, he just needed to find out he could move but he stood there frozen like a statue. It angered Kliment, he could hear the paws of the other moving around him with each and every crunch the snow would let out under the weight of the canine. His nostrils flared as he released gusts of hot breath, soon Alastor demanding an answer out of him. The hellhound growled loudly only to speak with a snarl erupting from his now parted maw "WE WOULD RATHER NOT SPEAK WITH VERMIN." With that said, his barbed tongue would slither out from his maw much like a serpent would whenever summoned by a flute, leaving the safety of its basket. Of course, the barbed muscle wasn't strong enough to be used offensively but Kliment would do whatever needed to let Alastor get the message about kindly fucking off.

"RUN HOME WITH TAIL TUCKED, BITCH." He hissed aloud aiming to drag his tongue against the dog's face before Alastor could pull anything, the tongue retracted itself back into the jaws of the beast who wore a rather smug expression. Slobber dripped from his parts jaws, his pseudo gaze fixated onto where he had just marked the canine. It would be a lot easier to locate them especially with the smell of death that always clung to Kliment's spit. [glow=COLOR,1,400][/glow]



Re: SAY MY NAME / alastor - Alastor - 01-22-2020

His head craned to the side. What an unsatisfactory response. Perhaps Alastor should of been more specific with his command, but he couldn’t say he was displeased. His manipulation worked in mysterious ways, especially when he wasn’t very specific on what he wanted. Both occurrences here proved that. The larger being did speak. Not in the way he wanted nevertheless. The doberman just let out a sigh. “Suppose I could say the same,” came his confident answer. “Yet here we are.” If Kliment wasn’t trespassing on Elysium’s territory, they would of never met in the first place.

As the tongue slid out from its sheath and contorted in his direction, the canine merely snorted. What were they going to do with that? “How c-“ His sentence was rudely interrupted as the barbed tongue grazed over the left side of his face. Slobber dribbled down his cheek, matting his jet black fur. Momentarily disgusted, he rubbed his paw over the area and scraped off what he could before flicking the viscous liquid away. Once finished, Alastor’s narrowed gaze met with Kliment’s own facade. His maw curled up into a smirk. Saliva almost grazed it’s way into his own mouth.

Continuously smiling, the doberman just pushed himself forward again. His snout pointed up towards Kliment.“I am home,” replied Alastor. “You, however, are not.” The Typhoon, out of all the groups, had a significant stench. Even the smell of fish and salt water could overpower Kliment’s deathly scent. “Your name. Tell me it.” Then perhaps they could reconsider their circumstances, especially if Alastor could gain control successfully over this monsterous beast.

[General note: Manipulative terms, as underlined, should be taken literally. Their specifics should be listed for success, along with previous permission from the roleplayers (given by Andy). Reactions may very per character though. For example, saying ‘Your name. Give it to me.’, in this context may result in Kliment in deeming Alastor as his own name momentarily OR telling Alastor his own name. Another example would be the ‘Go fuck yourself.’ command which would result in its literal meaning. This is why Alastor does not say ‘give it to me’, but instead says ‘tell me it.’ After years of practice, he knows the ins and outs of his power, along with its loopholes.]

//mobile + lowkey saving that thought bubble for his tags, so ignore that bc it just popped in my head




Re: SAY MY NAME / alastor - KLIMENT - 01-23-2020

[glow=#000,1,400]I WISH I COULD ESCAPE, I DON'T WANNA FAKE IT !。+゚.[/glow]
A dark chuckle escaped him the moment he had cut off Alastor from speaking, he loved that a lot. Though the sound of the other wiping off the slobber only caused a loud snort to escape him, the massive brute growled with dark amusement. He wasn't able to move the rest of his body but his tongue and mouth were very much free to do as they pleased though his attention didn't divert from the other as they began to talk about how they were home and well, Kliment wasn't. The hellhound truly had no home to call his home, the place he had taken over for himself to begin a reign of his own had been torn to shambles by a tiny mammal. The memory pissed him off, it made him want to tear into something but the only thing he could tear into was right in front of him and he couldn't even fucking move. Seething anger pulsates through the hellhound as his lips peel back into a loud snarl showing his obvious unhappiness towards the Doberman. Man, who knew that catching something someone else couldn't would be such a troublesome thing. He didn't even know how long he would be kept here but it frustrated him, he let out a huff.

He could feel Alastor being closer now, it made the brute angrier but he didn't hesitate to attempt and coat the rest of the smaller male's face with his purple saliva,  his tongue withdrawing once more. It was until Alastor told him to speak his own name. His name. 'KM19. . . Kliment.' He immediately thought with anger feeling his powerful jaws parting as words slithered out from his scarred lips "WE. . . ARE KLIMENT." He finally snarled out huffing. [glow=COLOR,1,400][/glow]



Re: SAY MY NAME / alastor - Alastor - 02-07-2020

A grateful hum rumbled out from his throat. "A pleasure to make acquaintance with you, Kliment," he answered back. The Doberman Pinscher chose not to acknowledge Kliment's strange use of 'we' currently. "I am Alastor." Whether that meant something to the beast or not was up in the air.

The mood almost lightened immediately. Alastor could practically feel Kliment giving up and succumbing to his power, causing him to feel immense pleasure. "You can move now," the canine finally said. His powers would let up, allowing Kliment to move again. He would not hesitate to command the larger canine again if they happened to swipe towards him, especially with how close Alastor was lurking. That didn't stop him from moving away though.

As purple saliva trailed down his face, a sigh echoed back at Kliment. "Are you willing to speak civilized now, Kliment?"