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Which Woman Should Be Crucified??

Which one should be crucified?

  • The Demon

  • The Elf

  • The Human

  • The Vampire

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Zorf24 said:
it's like i said earlier, you need to burn elves. do what you want with the others, but elves need to be dealt with properly.
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yep made a nice Easter elf bonfire
 
_CADRE_ said:
Crux Erin while the elf watches? And then burn the elf after she's seen enough of Erin suffering? Or the other way around? Hmmmmm.... So many things to choose from :D
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Erin_Fight_6.png Erin was last seen plunging into the fray, surrounded by a host of enemies: two guards armed with swords, one with a terrifying-looking axe, and one with a whip. The whip she could afford to ignore, for now, as she frantically parried blows from the other three as best she could. Suddenly she spotted an opportunity, and with a wild cry, she lunged at one of them, her sword piercing his chest; he fell, choked with blood. The sword of Asaroth, tasting blood, flashed in the sunshine, dazzling her remaining foes, as she danced about, kicking, slashing, cursing. Now and then, the whip bit cruelly into the pale muscular flesh of her back and shoulders, but she could not afford to turn and face that guard; to do so would leave her vulnerable to a sword cut, or worse, an axe-blow. Grimly, desperately, she fought, while the four caged beauties looked on in horror and fascination. The condemned elf-girl's heart bounded and skipped in her breast, as she watched the elfin heroine twirl and leap among the slower-moving guards, her mighty sword a blur of glittering light....

The caged elf closed her eyes and forced herself to be calm. She prayed for a trance-dream, a vision which could grant her some images of the future. Even as the weapons clashed and the guards cursed, while the mob roared, the little elf saw events unfolding in her mind, which may or may not come to pass...

Erin backed away from the guards, panting heavily, but scarcely breaking a sweat. The men were tiring, and slightly weakened by several minor wounds to their arms and legs, though Erin had not managed to deal any more death-blows; committing herself to such a swing at one of them would have left her at the mercy of another of her attackers. She backed up against the cage that held the four condemned women, and they saw her cruelly whip-marked shoulders pressed against the bars. At least now her back was protected from further blows, though the guards stood arrayed in front of her, bloodied, and filled with vengeful rage. Erin turned and said over her shoulder, "You girls all right in there? You might want to stand back." She winked at them as they stepped to the back of the cage. Suddenly she twisted her sinuous body, bringing the pommel of the mighty Sword of Asaroth smashing down on to the door's iron lock; with a crash, the door fell open. Erin grinned at the prisoners within. "You're welcome," she said.
 
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montycrusto said:
View attachment 300193 Erin was last seen plunging into the fray, surrounded by a host of enemies: two guards armed with swords, one with a terrifying-looking axe, and one with a whip. The whip she could afford to ignore, for now, as she frantically parried blows from the other three as best she could. Suddenly she spotted an opportunity, and with a wild cry, she lunged at one of them, her sword piercing his chest; he fell, choked with blood. The sword of Asaroth, tasting blood, flashed in the sunshine, dazzling her remaining foes, as she danced about, kicking, slashing, cursing. Now and then, the whip bit cruelly into the pale muscular flesh of her back and shoulders, but she could not afford to turn and face that guard; to do so would leave her vulnerable to a sword cut, or worse, an axe-blow. Grimly, desperately, she fought, while the four caged beauties looked on in horror and fascination. The condemned elf-girl's heart bounded and skipped in her breast, as she watched the elfin heroine twirl and leap among the slower-moving guards, her mighty sword a blur of glittering light....

The caged elf closed her eyes and forced herself to be calm. She prayed for a trance-dream, a vision which could grant her some images of the future. Even as the weapons clashed and the guards cursed, while the mob roared, the little elf saw events unfolding in her mind, which may or may not come to pass...

Erin backed away from the guards, panting heavily, but scarcely breaking a sweat. The men were tiring, and slightly weakened by several minor wounds to their arms and legs, though Erin had not managed to deal any more death-blows; committing herself to such a swing at one of them would have left her at the mercy of another of her attackers. She backed up against the cage that held the four condemned women, and they saw her cruelly whip-marked shoulders pressed against the bars. At least now her back was protected from further blows, though the guards stood arrayed in front of her, bloodied, and filled with vengeful rage. Erin turned and said over her shoulder, "You girls all right in there? You might want to stand back." She winked at them as they stepped to the back of the cage. Suddenly she twisted her sinuous body, bringing the pommel of the mighty Sword of Asaroth smashing down on to the door's iron lock; with a crash, the door fell open. Erin grinned at the prisoners within. "You're welcome," she said.
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It is good for the prisoners that Erin has freed them, but very bad for us. No prisoners means no nude crucified women:(
 
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