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Post by ♣Tego on Sept 3, 2007 11:07:37 GMT -5
;;T E G O
Mocha visionaries wander the pathetic slice of land, covered with white powder. Acoustics flicker back and forth lazily 'pon my ashen skull, for any sign of a living creature, I knew he was here, and he knew I was here, so why didn't we get on with these f*cking introductions so I could go home and he could get on with his little life, without so much as one b*tch to step a dagger on this filthy field of flowers.
With steady strides, well, as steady as they could be, considering I was marching through this puffy colorless hell, I headed farther into enemy territory.. The only good thing about these d*mn changing seasons was the fact that the pests disapeared and left me and my herd the h*ll alone. A small chuckle escaped through my lucid velvets, thinking of the chat I was going to have with this "Mystic Mask" the new light lord. I let my lusitano facade lower, letting my raven muzzle caress the powder, oh yes, they were definetly near.
I throw my crania lightly. Muscled pillars still carry me farther into the lands, disgusting. I raise my dial, auditives perked, where was that little coward? Off hiding so he didn't end up like that little femmene, Chasen Acres, I suppose |
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Post by unknown on Sept 5, 2007 10:35:48 GMT -5
Mask looked about his new land. He thought about his role, light lord. He smiled at the thought. His auds picked up a chuckle, dark. Oh yes, definitely dark. He picked up his pace and followed the sound to the dark lord. Tego. He slowed and took a deep breath.
Good Day, Tego! What might you be doing? |
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Post by ♣Tego on Sept 5, 2007 16:07:35 GMT -5
;;T E G O Auditives barely flicker at the him, he didn't deserve it, no acknowledgment was what these d*mn flower prancers deserved. Don't play dumb a$$hole, let's get these introductions over so I can go back and torture your b*tches
I hiss, barely thinking about the vocals that just spat from my velvets, oh well, what could this little b@stard do anyway?
What might I be doing here, psh, dumb@$$, I was with the latest news, knowing there was a little bump in the road, thought I'd come harass the f*cker for a spell, just mess with him. |
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Post by ♠Elitation♠ on Sept 5, 2007 16:11:05 GMT -5
Blades were sucked into the soggy litho. I gave a few flicks of my whipcord. Shooing the annyoing insects. Boa was curved nicely and allowed my banner to flow down. I soon came to a halt before the two. Pools watching both brujos.
"Ello, I'm Elitation. Neutral Lord."
I was here to introduce my-self. Then leave. No need for chitter chat with the light lord. I let a sigh loose. Audits had lowered upon my dial. Only rising to catch the vocals of the two. |
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Post by unknown on Sept 6, 2007 10:36:59 GMT -5
Mask snorted and turned as The neutral lord approached. He dipped his head and turned his attention back to the scum known as Tego.
Torture your own kind, they deserve it more than us! Enjoy what you can, for soon you will be gone!
He flicked his whipcord then took a step back, thinking he head gone a little to far. He kept his head at a noble height and watched the Dark. |
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Post by ..Dream†Weaver.. on Sept 6, 2007 16:03:30 GMT -5
.x.Dance Like No One's Watching.x.
.x.DreamWeaver.x. Sleek white legs carried in a finely painted body, head held level with my chest, pink muzzle pointed to the grounds. Ears pricked forth, lengthy tail swaying behind my haunches. Dainty hooves picked their way over the ground, muscles rolling smoothly down my angelic hide. Nostrils inhaled each breath deeply, taking in the aromas and identifying them instantly, all but one which was unfamiliar. Icy blue eyes gazed over the scene set out before me, forelock rolling down my dished Arabic face to cover one from view. Hello there, Tego, Elitation, and I'm guessing you're the new light king? My voice was angelic, harmonic, and rang out heavenly in comparison to the depressing mood set by Tego's presence.DreamWeaver |
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Post by unknown on Sept 7, 2007 13:10:30 GMT -5
Mask turned as the mare approached. Dipping his head, he spoke to her.
I am! The name is Mystic Mask, dear mare... |
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Post by ♣Tego on Sept 8, 2007 20:25:48 GMT -5
;;T E G O
D*mned gag escaped, loud enough for these daisy prancers to hear. Dear mare? What the f*ck is that? Bowing to a wench? What was that supposed to be, auditives flicker slighly, lanterns rolling, the b*tch was always into everything. Torture my kind? Now why would I do that, they're already on my side I spat, letting my occuli wander
Could anything get more utterly disgusting, The name is Mystic Mask, dear mare. D*mn. Well, he was the lightest of them all, definetly |
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Post by ..Dream†Weaver.. on Sept 11, 2007 5:37:06 GMT -5
.x.Dance Like No One's Watching.x.
.x.DreamWeaver.x. Dished head tilted to the side slightly, icy blue eyes washing over Tego and Mystic with mild interest to what it was they were conversing. I'm DreamWeaver, the Neutral Queen. My voice still held the majestic air it always did as it broke the tension in the air once more, lengthy tail that drug the ground flicking at my haunches nonchalantly. Weight shifted between sleek and slim white legs, dainty hooves replacing themselves over the surface of the ground. Inhaling his scent, I made sure to store it into the back of my mind and memorize it for use in the future. Going to murder this one like you did Chasen Acres, Tego? My voice injected the air once more, adressing the Dark King with a mild dullness to the tones.DreamWeaver |
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Post by morgra on Sept 11, 2007 11:19:20 GMT -5
Fox In The Mist
They were bickering. It's always fun to party-crash on an ensuing fight. The young mare came briskly into the silver field from the trees. Her blood bay pelt shone nicely against the pristine snow. She gave them all a lop-sided grin, and cut into the conversation.
From what I hear Dolly, Chasen Acres got only what he deserved. Survival of the fittest is what I say, and really, since when are lights fit for anything?
The mare smiled sweetly at the Light Lord and the other wench, who claimed the title of Neutral Queen. So, this was Fox's queen? How sad. She turned her attentions to the remaining stallions, which she regarded with cold eyes. Likely more royalty, but she didn't care, it wasn't as if she would be living with any of them.
And you boys are?
ooc; hehe, I had to get Foxy active. ^^ |
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Post by ♠Elitation♠ on Sept 11, 2007 16:13:22 GMT -5
Audits listened to the bickering. I gave a shake of my large torso. A yawn escaping my maw. Ah, yes this was boring. Audits twitch back catching the sounds of light foot falls. Dial swings, optics catching site of a bay mare. Audits caught her words. I gave a snort of amusement. She had a point there. I soon catch her question.
"Neutral Lord."
Muffled vocals speak. I lower my dial and itch it upon my fore-pillar. I raise it once more and watch the equines. |
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Post by ♣Tego on Sept 11, 2007 22:04:41 GMT -5
;;TEGO
Acousitcs flicker as they bicker, could we pile anymore f*cking flower prancers in one land? Was I the only sensable one? Oh, wait, my mistake, here comes another one, she actually sounds like she could tilt toward the only good alliance Dark Lord If she must know, why not tell the b*tch? I listen to Elitation, psh, a small chuckle escapes my velvets, why doesn't he just scream "I'm a cupcake" |
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Post by ..Dream†Weaver.. on Sept 22, 2007 7:18:26 GMT -5
*cough* I know its not my turn, so, who's turn is it? Dream's waiting for Mask or Fox to post, then I will...
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Post by morgra on Sept 23, 2007 0:35:52 GMT -5
ooc;, not my turn. Mask's and then yours. ^^
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Post by .::.aleu.::. on Oct 6, 2007 15:48:30 GMT -5
Storm Chaser
why do you hate me so I had once again disappeared for a while. I had a little habit of doing that. I hated to leave, but if I didn't, I may explode. I had unintentionally exhausted myself from the added burden of Tego. He could be such a pain. I felt horrible for Dream and Elite. In my abscence, I failed to learn if the heirs were safely returned to their rightful kingdoms. When I had arrived back, I caught wind of a new Light lord, so I decided to go make my existence known again.
As I arrived in the realm, my ears pricked at the sound of familiar voices. I broke into a trot and ended up right behind an unfamiliar stallion. I stopped, spying nearly every important horse already there. And fighting. Again. I snorted in disgust and looked away at the sight of Tego. Seeing Elite there as well made me smarter, I felt like I was on a tight leash that would keep me from doing anything stupid and end with my exile or possible rape by Tego. I had no need for a little one. In fact I didn't want my own, but I was perfectly content with watching foals as long as they weren't my shadows.
Is this one the new Light lord, Elitation? I asked, still behind the new stallion. I was slightly afraid to speak, for I did not know if he heard me approach him from behind. |
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