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Post by eclipsemidir on Mar 12, 2009 5:54:14 GMT -5
RAGE
"Call me the furious king." I walked the rest of the way from the Battlefield to Sunset Meadow. I was happy to be home and I wanted to meet my new mare. I also wanted to see Gasper and Abacuss to see how they faired while I was gone. After all Abacuss was in charge while I was gone and I figured he would have sent Gasper on a mission. My grey carcass stood still for a moment, next to a rather familiar tree.
I stared at the ground, my blood seeping through my wounds. Something felt wrong in Sunset Meadows. My carcass couldn't run anymore. I stomped my hooves in displeasure and walked as fast as I could back to the rock I hailed as mine. I could stand on it and give announcements perfectly from that rock.
I neighed loudly, to alert my herd that I was home. I needed to call a herd meeting. Security needed to be tighter around here and I needed Abacuss to be with me no matter where I was. Gasper was to young and he wasn't my General so it wasn't him job. My grey frame walked onto the rock. I remembered Nox was coming; could that have been the disturbance I had felt?
The trees began to sway as the wind picked up. Lightning crackled overhead, reminding me of my last move before the gods claimed me as victor. I couldn't move much or my wounds would turn fatal. That meant I would need a stallion to go and claim a mare or gain another warrior for me. I called out to the thunder and lightning that I was their king.
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Post by PAN<3 on Mar 12, 2009 6:16:34 GMT -5
I heard the calling.
Mind you I would have been surprised about anyone who hand't heard it. The ringing sound spooled out across the meadow, and I caught it with my ever alert dark hued auds. I swung my head upwards, my black bangs falling gracefully down the centre of it. I whickered calmly, though I sensed something was afoot. I started trotting with earnest, away from my protected grazing spot to where the sound had originated from.
My pistons pushed me forward oover the slightly waterlogged meadow, winter had definatly set in now, and I was gradually getting used to such cold climates. Or indeed my body was, the thick winter pelt I had managed to grow over the past few weeks protected me indefinatly.
I spied him, on a tall spire of rock, as I crested a small dark hill of grass. My dial bobbed with the movement of the gait I travlled in, and as I grew closer I whinnied a greeting.
My eyes were drew almost immdieatly to Rage's wounds. They were harsh, as harsh as the storm that had begun around us. I drew to a stop about eleven feet away from him. My dial tilted in unspoken question. My banner flicked as thunder crashed to the west of us.
I know this may seem a rather obvious question Sir Rage, but are you all right?
I took a step closer to the wounded stallion, had he been the victor or loser of the conflict? And who had he fought against?
Lightening brightened the darkening sky, and I twitched my tail, I wasn't keen on lightening.
I had only met Rage once before, when I had joined his herd, and had met no-one else beforehand. I snorted uneasily at his wounds and at the storm.
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Post by `anntho on Mar 12, 2009 15:45:32 GMT -5
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A low thrumming hum swelled in my chest as I swayed around the trees, arching my neck lightly, but not quite enough that my muzzle and bosom collided. The thunder and lightening did nothing to frighten me like lesser lights. I felt empowered by there rage; the elements were clearly unhappily that one of my heritage was stuck in this dump, but I would be a good little soilder and stick it out. After all, a prize wasn't a prize if it just up and left, was it? No. I thought not. My advance was still graceful as I neared the region that Rage had called from. I have arrived hours ago after meeting my Father and him at the battlegrounds. After learning my new fate, I had departed the bloody realm and set my path to carry me threw every land between here and there. I wasn't afraid. I had been taught to fear nothing but fear itself, and I wasn't about to cower from an emotion.
My pace slowed as I closed the distance quickly, the dance turning into a sweeping strut as my dark eyes sought out the grey stallion, only to find him with little difficulty. A small smirk tickled my lips as I stopped; one ear pushed up on him and the other swiveling to listen in behind me. 'Ello there Chump. I cackled, shaking my head lightly as my gaze reduced to narrow slits, amusement making the smirk already on my lips more apparent as I surveyed the damage to his body.
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Post by eclipsemidir on Mar 12, 2009 16:47:41 GMT -5
RAGE
"Call me the furious king." My grey frame turned to face the mare that had approached me and spoke words without my permission. I was king around here and she was an interloper. Wait... She was apart of my herd I believe. A new mare, came here before Nox, I remembered her now. She was staring at my wounds and I turned my side so she could not see them.
"It will all be explained when the herd arrives," I hissed at her, my mood quite pissy.
I tapped my hooves against the rock I was standing on. My ears pricked up, a disturbance in the bushes. I turned towards the bush, ready to fly off this rock and attack the intruder. Nox appeared from the bushes. My body went limp and I tried to keep my balance, Nox was beautiful.
I snickered at her words as she walked by. I wasn't going to be rude to such a beautiful mare. She was definitely worthy, beauty wise, of being queen. But she couldn't be trusted. After all she was the daughter of Chaos and the brother of Intrepid.
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Post by Patch on Mar 12, 2009 17:50:17 GMT -5
Gaspar Catch me if you can! I perked up. Rage neighed for us to come, one and all. Time to take a break from scrutizing the dirt o' the land, I chuckled loudly to myself. My bay pistons took an airy two-beat across the rather chilling terra of Sunset Meadows. Chilling? I thought, snorting. The summer was warm and joyful, but it was cold now. Ah. It was really deep into winter. And this coming fall I would be able to participate in the breeding couples party. If Rage let me. If. That was not acceptable often. Oh well. A little too early to think about that. I came to a halt six feet away from my lord. I was not the first one here.
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Post by ! CHOCOLATE BUNNY ! on Mar 12, 2009 18:10:38 GMT -5
BLAIR
Daddy-O
You got the swagger of champion
Too bad for you
You just cant find the right companion
I walked forward, Flicking my tail from side to side as I moved. I could hear voices as I traveled so I sped up, Trotting forward. I wasn't going to deal with any bitches, I was only here for the king and the king only. The other equines came into view as I moved closer. I slowed down to a walk as I closed in on my king, Purring as I got closer to him. I smiled at him, Not looking at his wounds. I walked close to him as I turned my body so I was standing next to him, My flank touching his. I flicked his haunch with my shinny black tail as I waited for him to speak.
"You called, Darling?" I asked him, Purring in his ear. I wondered if his queen didn't mind that I was flirting with him, I didn't mind after all I am a Special Candy. I looked at him and I nuzzled his cheek affectionately. I looked at all the other equines that showed up to greet the king. I looked around and I saw a mare that didn't fit in. She looked too dark to be here. Maybe she was the prize that Rage won during his fight with Chaos. I giggled as I pushed against Rage lightly. I was flirting with him too much but this was the best fun I've had since I came to this herd and I didn't want his queen to end all the fun. A flirty smile formed on my face as I licked his cheek, Flirting with him even more.
The Light Beauty;; Blair
Her Laughs;; 297
The Stories;; Hehe. She's such a flirt. She also acts like a cat.
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Post by eclipsemidir on Mar 13, 2009 5:33:12 GMT -5
RAGE
"Call me the furious king." Ooc: Post coming after Palo.
Patch: Gaspar can mate if he wants.. Just not with any of Rage's mares... Except maybeeeeeeeeee Little Lady. Shes a little.. young for Rage.
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Post by sequana on Mar 13, 2009 16:22:19 GMT -5
My painted frame danced across the lands. Away from the cave my mom had gone to. I snorted and tossed my crown, it felt good to be free and be able to make my own decisions. Cantering through the lands I reached Rages land and halted. My harks flicked back and forth, catching a call I trotted towards it, I saw him standing on a rock and a little group starting to form below his rock, I tossed my crown and trotted over to them, stopping a short ways away, not to close but not to far. I gave a small smile but I was a bit shy and did not speak right away, just sort of looking around and then I managed to say hello, before I closed my kissers and waited.
blah its crappy!
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Post by souls t a r` on Mar 15, 2009 17:02:20 GMT -5
 Velvety nostrils flared wide open as air entered Abacuss' lungs. The stallion was galloping fast across Sunset Meadows. The crash and boom of the thunder echoed overhead. This did not scare Abacuss much since he was use to such weather from where he had come from before. The place where he had lived before arriving here in Midnight Acres. Oh he didn't want to remember his past life. But what could he do? Shaking his ebony cranium the stallion pushed away his negative thoughts and continued on as his four-beat gallop. Sweat began to dapple down his neck and between his hind legs. Why was it that always when there was a storm it had to be warm and sticky? Abacuss thought to himself.
Raising his rump high to the sky Abacuss kicked out at the air in a animated motion. He did enjoy being able to gallop freely along the open meadow although he knew soon the rains would come down and drench him, but he didn't care. He really did need to cool down anyways. Especially with the warm, humid air that surrounded him. Releasing a shrill whinny out to the atmosphere he replied to the call of his king. He was coming, and fast.
Traveling swiftly it only took Abacuss a few more minutes to then reach the group that had begun to gather about Rage and the stone that he stood upon. Abacuss slowed his gait to a halt near Rage, looking curiously at the flirtatious mare that stood close next to him. Who was she? He wondered before then looking at the rest of the group. Two more mares, each a different hue. They were quite beautiful, all of them, that was. Rage was a lucky king. "I am here, milord."
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Post by rayvencullen. on Mar 15, 2009 18:09:43 GMT -5
asthela is moving from sunset meadows to hollow woods. sunset meadows,
you're ex-queen and blind mare,
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Post by eclipsemidir on Mar 16, 2009 5:58:27 GMT -5
RAGE
"Call me the furious king." My grey frame stayed in place as Blair came up behind me, whispering in my ear and slapping my rump. Blair was something rare, unlike any other mare he had ever encountered. But then again he could have just been desperate at this time, with Asthela going to Hollowed Woods. Then he thought about it again, Asthela was gone, meaning he was free of his hellish life with her. She had caused him nothing but struggle since they met.
His attention turned back to Blair and he nuzzled her. He was rather affectionate for an old warhorse. He remembered Asthela's threat. She was going to be back for him. That meant she was probably going to try to kill or injure him.
He knew that would only lead to him fighting Chaos or perhaps Intrepid. He had fought Chaos before that old brute was no problem. But Intrepid was a whole new subject. Gasper, Little Lady, Blair, Abacuss, and Nox had arrived. That meant the whole herd was here.
From my rock I looked at them all. I scanned them, as if I had x-ray vision. I needed to know which ones were loyal to me and which weren't. He knew that Nox wasn't much loyal to him, she was an angry prize he had won from her father. Blair was flirty and seemed anxious to be with him.
Gasper was of course a loyal assassin, bent to my will and would serve me. Little Lady was rather young and seemed to... uneducated to betray me, but I wasn't planning on trying her. I was planning on giving her to Gasper as a gift. Then my attention turned to Abacuss, my Heir and General. He was the one I was worried about.
It had seemed Asthela had taken a liking to him, whether in a sonly way or loving way I was unsure. I gritted my teeth and dug in my heels to prevent myself from flying off my rock and attacking the bastard. My wounds still ached and Abacuss had a chance at beating me. His words seemed loyal, I would give him a try. If he betrayed me then I would destroy him.
My attention turned back to Blair, the flirtatious and sexy mare. He decided she maybe right to bear his heir. If she produced him a daughter well then he would give Nox a go, if she allowed it. He remembered the way she acted towards him, just like Asthela. Oh well, Rage didn't really care.
His attention snapped back to Abacuss and loomed on him. He needed to be sent on a mission, to prove himself. He seemed like an attractive stud to some mares. Asthela had taken a liking to him. I would speak to the boy after the meeting to give him a mission.
"You may or may not know that I was gone for a little bit and Asthela ruled over you. It must have been torture and I apologize to those who had to suffer through her. I am in need of more warriors. Gasper you will be going to Green Mountain to find more warriors for our herd. Blair you are to remain with me. Nox you may wander around if you like, you are here by force. Little Lady you may accompany Gasper, be his little friend and persuade more to come here. Abacuss you will have a special mission, speak with me here soon. Move out and may your legs carry you far."
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Post by `anntho on Mar 16, 2009 15:49:30 GMT -5
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I remained poised in my position; chestnut neck arched upwards in the style that my breed prided themselves on. I even went so far as to kink my tail at an angle to my spine; sashaing it to and fro with lithle movements. This was the talent of all the members of my family tree. We were beautiful, but deadly at the same time. Not to be trusted, but hard to be resisted. It helped us get what we wanted in the world. The previous hum that had swelled in my chest died out as the first of the other herd members arrived. So this is what Rage called a harem?
My narrowed eyes raked each member; hearing them greeting him with respectful titles. Bah. I wouldn't stoop so low. My posture relaxed slightly, but not because he was speaking, but because a screech had cut the silence as he paused between sentences. My head turned to the sight of a falcon plummeting towards me; wings tucked tightly to its body. I shifted slightly again as it pulled it's wings out at the last second, cupping the air and backwinging to bring itself to a stall in mid-air before touching down onto my haunches where I could peer at it; my smirk deepened.
I exchanged a few words with the messanger; nodding when I had nothing to say. Our conversation didn't last long before I returned my gaze to Rage; amusement still plain on my chiseled features. I felt the falcon sway on my haunches as I headed towards the rock he had perched himself upon; sliding myself up to his side; my eyes running across him before looking back to the eager falcon and nodding. The birds wings struck the air and he was airborn on the return trip to Hollow Woods with news of how Rage was recovering, how I was fairing, and how I was being treated. But Rage didn't need to know all the details. Looks like your still a loser, even if you win at something. I murmured before a short, high peal of laughter left me; my warm breath fanning across his neck.
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Post by ! CHOCOLATE BUNNY ! on Mar 16, 2009 16:50:25 GMT -5
BLAIR
Daddy-O
You got the swagger of champion
Too bad for you
You just cant find the right companion
I giggled as he spoke my name. I nuzzled him some more, Letting him know that I'm staying by his side. I smiled at him and I wondered if he would chose me over all the other mares fighting for his attention. I felt like I was a queen already, Being a special candy is just like being queen. I brought my muzzle to his ear and I spoke to him, Whispering so low that only Rage could hear it. "I. Love. You" I said slowly. I looked at him with my green eyes and I nuzzled his muzzle. I grinned at him, Knowing that his queen was gone so I had no limits to my flirting. I wanted to ask him if I could bear his foal next fall. Maybe he would let me, Hoping for a heir, Or maybe he would try out a different mare and would never even touch me. I would hate if he went with another mare and would never touch me. I stopped breathing when I saw Nox approaching Rage and I. I let out a deep breath, Wondering if she was flirting with him or not. I hoped she wasn't flirting with him so I could ask him if I could bear his foal, Hoping I would get a son.
The Light Beauty;; Blair
Her Laughs;; 254
The Stories;; Next post she will ask if she could bear his foal. Hope you like the post!
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Post by eclipsemidir on Mar 17, 2009 5:37:27 GMT -5
RAGE
"Call me the furious king." My orbs flew towards the trees as I finished my speech. Nox had been speaking with a devil bird. My ears perked up as Blair whispered words in my ear. 'I love you' she spoke. A smile touched his lips and he brought his kisser's up so they were near her ears.
"Out of all of these mares, your my favorite. Don't get big headed about it darling."
She was a nice little mare but I wanted Nox or the newest addition, Butterfly Effect, to sire my son. I wanted my son to have my bipolar rage with a mix of Chaos'. That would create a perfect evil creation that had both me and Chaos' strengths. If Blair sired me a son then he wouldn't be my heir, just a favorite nice son.
Nox walked over to me and a shiver went down my spine. If I ever fought Chaos again I was definately not going to choose a daughter of his as a prize. I hissed like a serpent at her words. I had to be nice to her or Intrepid might come after me. I stomped my hooves furiously and turned back to Blair.
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Post by rayvencullen. on Mar 17, 2009 13:43:02 GMT -5
THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT
They say I cannot be this, I am jaded, hiding from the day.. Albino creature tossed her head up from the creek she had been rudely stamping upon, creamy tressels flung about causing them to glimmer in the sunlight that bore upon her back. Instantly she shot herself sideways to avoid the harmful rays and then outstretched her legs as far as they'd go, lurching herself up the incline of the forest and bounding up the hill. Leaping swiftly from the bank of a small creek to the other side she slashed her tail furiously, arching her nape downwards and twitching her eight year old nose. She had arrived.
Flinging herself out into the open she lowered her head, forelegs stretched out in front of her, tressels hung limply upon her nape while forelock covered both of her crimson eyes. She was furious, how dare they talk upon her sister this way? Pink lips twitched once more as her bloody fangs gritted together before she spoke, "Who has brought such shame to the name Butterfly Effect and her blood kin Asthela?" She snorted, looking through her tressels at Nox, a twisted and sick smile growing on her lips as she had done so. "Was it you, bitch?" She hissed, before gaze faltered and landed on Abacuss, crimson eyes gleaming michieviously. "Or was it you, sexy boy.."
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