Post by Captain SpExtacular on Jun 24, 2006 1:05:56 GMT -5
Standing alone in the fog, or as far as he could tell, the soldier stood still. As fog began to life he saw the outline of somthing rather large. It soon became clear that it was some kind of life form. Far to large to be a man, height had been bred out of almost all men for health and other reasons. Natrually rulling that out he began to think of other possibillities. First off was a rouge. There had been reports of random killings of entire towns in the area though nobody had ever seen what had caused them. It also could be a rare but however possible mutant, there had once been a crash site, and the radiation could have done somthing.
But eventually the figure of an extemly well built man was exposed. The man was any-were between 6'8"-6'5" and had long blood red hair that was tied into a pony tail. His eyes Burned and glowed like hell fire with a deep rage. Next was the man's arms. A network of strained cable like veins streched across them like a spider's web that held the large muscles under the skin. The muscles were so swelled that they seemed to almost wanted to rip through the paper thin skin. His left hand his fist was clenched and driping with blood. In his right hand he held a sword. All in all it reached around a little over four feet long.
A smile spread over the face of the man, a sneer, giving the soldier a look that would have killed if it could. He shifted, then dissapeard. With a sigh of relife the soldire relaxed. then he heard the sound of metal cutting through flesh and then bone. It seemed to be in slow motion as he fell on to his back, only to see the man was behinde him the whole time. Trying to stand up he notice that his legs were now three feet from his body. He hadent know anything had happend, the nerves were riped out with them. Then he heard a high pitch shill scream of a blade ripping though air. Then he heard nothing...ever again, his head now part of the mass grave around him. The only thing to be heard was the laughter of a mad man.
But eventually the figure of an extemly well built man was exposed. The man was any-were between 6'8"-6'5" and had long blood red hair that was tied into a pony tail. His eyes Burned and glowed like hell fire with a deep rage. Next was the man's arms. A network of strained cable like veins streched across them like a spider's web that held the large muscles under the skin. The muscles were so swelled that they seemed to almost wanted to rip through the paper thin skin. His left hand his fist was clenched and driping with blood. In his right hand he held a sword. All in all it reached around a little over four feet long.
A smile spread over the face of the man, a sneer, giving the soldier a look that would have killed if it could. He shifted, then dissapeard. With a sigh of relife the soldire relaxed. then he heard the sound of metal cutting through flesh and then bone. It seemed to be in slow motion as he fell on to his back, only to see the man was behinde him the whole time. Trying to stand up he notice that his legs were now three feet from his body. He hadent know anything had happend, the nerves were riped out with them. Then he heard a high pitch shill scream of a blade ripping though air. Then he heard nothing...ever again, his head now part of the mass grave around him. The only thing to be heard was the laughter of a mad man.
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