Counting Bodies Like Sheep{Invasion}

[Noise]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #313838;,true][cs=2] N O I S E ...Cyborg Unicorn...18hh...8...Badass

[atrb=width,500] Noise had never been one to ignore a fight...well...except when he was high of course. However, he wasn't now(there didn't even seem to be any weed in this new land anyways) and his new bud Vikram and the Mirage lady were fighting for the downtrodden so he figured he should pitch in to stay in good favors with them. The sunlight was limited, the light falling behind the horizon at the ending of the day, as Noise trots into the foreign lands. His huge, 18hh, form pounds the sandy earth with toned muscles, and a body made half of BioMetal. The night-black hide glimmers only on the left, his cyborg half, while the right remained stubbornly darkened. His mohawked mane had already begun to glow pink, purple, orange, green, yellow, and blue in the receding light but he chooses to keep the LEDs on his neck and back devoid of light, the better for attack. He approaches a clearing made of packed sand with just enough give to allow good purchase. The beats of his hooves mimicking the beats of war drums. He is Noise. No challenger had met him yet and his giant form stops, tense, to await an approach. "Come, my space monkeys, defend your desert!" bellow the words from his impossibly deep voice. He could almost giggle at his words. In fact, he must physically retrain himself from laughing by focusing on whom would answer his humorous call. Huge, bulging muscles quivered slightly with anticipation as he congratulated himself on his new insult. Aaahh, space monkeys, that was a good one. {Set at dusk so he can use his LEDs..which are like his only magic..lol 3 posts each, magic allowed+ closing defense}

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[Official]

48 hours have passed. Noise is winner by default.