( come to ME ! ) ( gang members )

[lynx'']

METHODONE

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Charcoal frame eased through the tight gaps in the rocks. Only a few minor scratches were visable on my pelt. Audits pressed gently gainst my skull and my nostrils quivered, i was sure to keep an eye out for any wanderers who would soon be killed if found unauthorised in my land. Right fore hoof knocked with a boulder and an angry growl escaped my lips as i tossed my skull up and hopped on my otherleg until the pain subsided some ten seconds later. I broke into a lively trot and circled my way into a small rocky clearing, placing my hooves delicatly on a higher rock, and glancing out across the horizon, frowning slightly as the sun began to rise and cast light over the small valley. "Fletcher! Vesperus! Falon! come to me now!" A bellow rang out across the lands as my maw parted and screamed words bounced off the rocks.

I was somewhat excited to meet the newly proved gang members. My buldging neck arched, i looked much like my father, i had his blood. But i had my mothers heart. "hush child you awakened me."[/color] I hissed 'voldemort' like voice came to my ear and it shocked me slightly. I bent my skull down and twisted my harks back "I'm sorry, kiki, i didn't realise you were sleeping. Is there any news?" I murmered, i always spoke to her in hushed tones, so no other realised i was talking to her. She shifted from her coiled position in between my ears and slid perfectly down my right forelg, wrapping her body around my pillar and steadying herself. "Theres a filly not so far away, she goes by the name 'Avalon' but thats all i know, master." She spoke, but soon feel silent as i scented equines come closer.

Character: Methodone
Status: complete
Word Count: word count has been romoved because it failed on meh =/
Comments: hm, pretty crap, please remain in an order here loves' (Kiki is his 'compainon' she cannot speak to your characters or harm them in any way.)

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[wyldefyre]

I am nothing but a
Felon

My narrow frame glided across the sand towards where I had heard my name called. My job now was to obey. I guess I could handle that. I knew what it was to fall in line. My father had run his land with an iron rule, and if anyone had stepped out of line, well, let’s just say no one ever stepped out of line. As I moved along, my amber pools surveyed the land. It really wasn’t much to look at. A frown creased my brow. It would have to do for now. I needed to focus on proving myself to be a useful part of Methodone’s gang. I was tired of always associating myself with frail creatures that needed to be coddled. In my mind those who can’t survive on their own deserved the fate that fell on them. My mind wandered to my mother. She had been a pathetic creature. Her body, once lovely and strong, gave out on her at a young age. But my father, rather than putting the withered beast out of her misery allowed her to continue on infecting the herd with her twisted lies and plans of grandeur. I spotted Methodone off in the distance. I turned towards where he was and quickened my pace.

As I continued towards my destination, my turn towards the beast that was my father. A father was supposed to be someone who taught you the ways of the world. I suppose in his own way he did his job. He had be the only one I had ever done battle with, and he had beaten me down to a bloody pulp. I had only been 9 months old at the time. The memories of that day still made my body ache. The only creature that my father had ever shown weakness to was the pathetic being that was his mother. I was surprised when a growl curled my lip. I hadn’t realized that I resented my parents that much.

I slowly made my way into the rocky clearing where Methodone stood. The sun was now creeping higher into the sky making the land hot and entirely too bright. I tilted my well shaped head as a sign of respect to my new leader. I silently hoped that he would earn my respect as it wasn’t something I gave easily. Felon checking in. I stood as tall as my yearling frame would allow me to. My dark pelt seemed to absorb the light that was now all around us. I was getting stronger by the day. Soon I would be able to prove myself. I stayed focused on Methodone. I await your first order sir.


Character: Felon
Status: complete
Word Count: 455 (yay for word!)
Comment: I wasn't sure if Felon was supposed to notice kiki or not so I decided to just let it be for now

[Trill Stalker]

Vesperus
So You Think Your Worthy?

I'd been staring at my reflection in a pool of clear water when my name was called, it was only a faint wisp on the wind but I knew who the strong vocals belonged to. Methodone, he was a dark equine threw and threw, it was what had drawn me to his power in the first place. There was pure hate and loathing running hotly threw my veins; I had needed an outlet for my anger, if I had not been a volunteer for what Methodone stood for then surly I would be over taken by my emotions and turn into the half crazed beast that my own father was. I let my light grey eyes stare at my chestnut mirror for a second more, I was almost envisioning my mother in myself, staring out threw my own looking glasses. But just when she was about to form, about to be here with me again she is gone. Disappearing to leave me a lone once again. In a flur of motion I stamp at the water with one of my dark hoofs and turn, bolting for the lingering tendrils of the depending call of my future.

My long flaxen legs carried me easily over the Terran towards Methodone and what he had planned. It had taken me months to learn how to place my hooves correctly so that when at fast pace I would not stumble over myself. My father had given me the deformity of being Pigeon-toed before I had even been born, it was another reason to spite him. My quickened pace soon took me to where the vocals had come from. The dark grey eyes that were so much like my mothers starred out at the one I knew as Methodone and lingered on another colt that I had no previous knowledge of. Though I knew the basics of What Methodone wanted from me I wasn't too sure on the finer details so maybe this first meeting could clear some things up. "Methodone." When I spoke my vocals were surprisingly deep and scratchy. My eyes turned dark with pent up emotion as I remembered those nights I had spent screaming wordlessly up at the night sky. Not wanting to disrespect Methodone and have him thinking that my current mood was because of him I bowed my neck so my nose touched the out stretched knee of my right leg. After a few quick seconds I raised once again. I placed all my attention on the one who held the strains of my future in his grasp; though I made sure not to look him squarely in the eye for fear of him taking offence.

The word count does not work for me eather.

[`anntho]

Fletcher

My head rose lazily at the first hint of the deep call that was issued from the leader. I gave my yearling frame a healthy shake, stepping out with long strides as I prepared for a fast arrival. My spring-like haunches pushed my forward from a slow walk into a ground eating run towards the assembled group. The dry breeze whistled through my upturned ears, making me grimace and lower them, reducing the eerie noise and plunging me into almost complete silence.

Three spots appeared in the distance, making me restrict my stride into a tight canter until I was at a bouncy trot when I finally joined the ranks of the other males. My narels flared as I glanced around quietly. I was the last one to arrive. Wonderful, just wonderful. My head bobbed as I danced sideways, bending my body away from them, still too hot to stand in one place for a long amount of time. I turned away from Methodone and the other two in a few tight circles and at one point I even walked off a short distance and then ranged back in, finally cool enough to stand still and await whatever I had been called here for.

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[lynx'']

Nostrils gently exhaled carbon and my audits perched forward on my poll when the dark coloured colt came into veiw. I stepped forward to greet him-his amber eyes clashing greatly with the deep forest green of my own. "Hello Felon." My words were simple and spoken in a cold voice. None the less though i was happy to see him. With his next words my jaw line creased into a lip curl and i shook my skull slightly, allowing my long forlock to fall over my cold stare. "Do not depend on me to give you orders - Felon. We work together here, none is more powerful than the other." I stated clearly and in the same cold voice - not looking at him, but at the approching figure of what i remembered to be Vesperus. His chestnut frame was noticable from a distance - but that wasn't a bad thing. He did look rather magnificent for his age and surely the fillies would beg at his knees for attention. He soon slowed from his perfect pace and extended a foreleg - gently touching his knee with his muzzle. Audits tipped further forward and not wanting to be disrespectful - i gave a quick sharp nod of my cranium. "Vesperus - so glad you made it." My tone was the same as it had been with the ebon colt next to me, cold and hard. However, my voice held such confidence that we would grow strong - and loyal. I would be loyal only to those who i knew respected me.
Skull raised and neck arched to an arkward angle as a dark creature cantered across the lands - no other than Fletcher of course. his dark bridle coloured pelt stood out - again, not a bad thing, surely it would attract the fillies, draw them into a hole they couldn't escape from. A smirk played on my jaw line as i called out to him before he had come to a stop. "Excited are we Fletcher." I gave a half hearted laugh and glanced at the three colts around me - making sure to hold eye contact with them all - making sure they felt my dark hearted soul. A small chuckle was heard - but by my ears only, as Kiki stirred from her restless sleep and looked out at the others. It had appeared they hadn't noticed her and it was proberly just as well. i took a step back, a signal for her to lay quiet whilst i spoke. "Okay - colts. We know why we are here. In a constant battle for the best gang. We compete with the Caps' my half brothers gang. and we will win." I paused and jerked my smokey coloured carcass forward - circling around the three colts before continuing with my speech. "Our job is to steal any filly we come across and bring her back here. We may take her without effort - but sometimes it may be a little trickier than that. If one of the caps' catches us in the process - we will have to fight for the girl. Our battles will be letal - your lives are at risk but i wil ldo my upmost best to protect you. Our battles will ocnsist only of one introduction post - and then one battle post. meaning we only receive and give one attack. Its simple, so we must work carefully to make sure we counter the attacks perfectly." I stopped for a few minutes. Coming to a halt up next to Vesperus, sliding my neck to the right to reach out for his tender flesh upon his shoulder. "Now i have been told theres a wanderer not so far away - her name is Avalon. Who would like to go retreive her? She will be our first prey." I ended with a low cackle at the thought of breinging a filly back into the sheer death of the valley. I glanced at each of the colts in turn - wondering who would step up to the challenge.

Character: Methodone
Status: complete!
Word Count: 686
Comments: everyone understand the terms?? *licks*

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[Trill Stalker]

Vesperus
So You Think Your Worthy?

Methodone spoke, greeting the two of us and although his vocals were cold they were almost welcoming. "Vesperus - so glad you made it." I was going to reply with something canny but then another being caught Methodones attention and the moment was lost. So these would be the other two of our small heard. Felon and Fletcher. I let out a small huff of air, we were a sorry sight, the three of us lackeys were young, not even fully grown into our legs. While Methodon was a dark prince who called attention with his ravishing aura he was only one. We had an enemy gang after us, and the leaders next words placed rules on what we could do against the other ganging heard. Although I wouldn't mind the excitement from catching a little filly here and there there was the threat of being captured ourselves by the enemy. Could I trust the ones around me to come and get me if I was to be caught? Or would they leave me to the buzzards of hell? Would I be willing to go after one of these new team members? My light grey eyes starred out at the three stags, this was our first meeting, I knew nothing of them. Right this second I could not put my life on the line for them. But in do time I perhaps could.

I pretended boredom while Methodone circled around the three of us. My insides were quacking though. Doubt ran threw my mind. Would he think me weak? and throw me out? Because of my cursed legs. Every nerve in my being stood on end as Methodone came to a stand still right beside me, after a minute he reached out his long neck and touched my feathered mane. I rocketing breath escaped my lips as nothing more happened. "She will be our first prey." Methodone was still close to me and his words sunk right into the marrow of my bones, almost like he wanted me to be the one to take on this first challenge. I would not disappoint, I would not be like my father. As he cackled lowly I spoke, my voice was deep and crackled. "I will be the first to hunt." I hope he respected my strength for taking this head one, with no more pretence then a rumor of where the filly may be. But then again I hope my strong words did not offend Methodone because he had not directly given the order to me. But then again he had told Felon that he should not depend on him for orders, that we were in this together. I shook my head slightly. I was nervous and that lead to me rambling. I made myself shut up.

Word Count; 465

[`anntho]

Fletcher

My ears flickered and curved on Methodone as he spoke my name. I bobbed my head in a hyper jitter, lifting a forehoof and dropping it almost directly. I was more than 'excited'. It was either my thoroughbred blood or the fact that I was still young. Maybe it was because I had eaten some clover before I came and the plants sugar content was enough to make any horse slobber, but as soon as he made and held eye contact with me, I settled instantly. It was something my 'nanny' had done to all the rambuncious colts around her. It made are thoughts drag out in a normal pace.

I waited calmly as our ring leader spoke, my eyes on his face. I paid close attention, but then my attention faded. Methodone's voice turned into a wordless drone as my mind leapt into a world all it's own. Sure, you could catch my attention, but keeping it was a whole other thing. My day dream ended as my weight shifted sideways and I had to step back sharply to keep on my feet. I heard the word battle and figured it was probably a good idea to keep my mind on what was really happening. And then he said about a girl.

My already pricked ears turned sideways as another one of the colts stepped right up to the challenge. My eyes narrowed and I turned my head to look towards him, before looking away. If he wanted to be the hero to run across an unknown land in search of a filly that might not even be there, or might of been sheparded back by the Caps' already, then he had every right too. As for me, I'd stick around a bit and learn the land good enough to know exactly where every blade of grass was rooted.

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[lynx'']

-continuing without Felon due to inactiveness.

[lynx'']

My deep green eyes drifted from one to the other - i lingered my gaze on Felon - who remained quiet after my words. A low snort spat through my nostrils in a disagreement and i circled away from the group as Kiki awakened and whispered to me. "Methodone - i sense another! yes, one more girl - she's firey - perpaps perfect for you. The name is Christian, but i cannot work out anything more." I found a smirk smirk speading its way across my jaw line and i gave a light chuckle "Thank you Kiki" I stopped short and dared a look 'round at my fellows - had they heard me then? And had anyone noticed i was talking to a snake companion? I cleared my throat and was about to speak when Vesperous stepped forward and spoke in brave tones. My jaw line moved upwards into a proud smirk and i gave a swift nod at his chosen words hunt I liked it. "Very well - Vesperous, lure her in - but no not fail" I motioned him to go - leaving me standing with the silent one and Fletcher - the excited youngster. "Report back to me as soon as you return!" I bellowed after him. Flicking my tail and turning to talk with Fletcher.

I had met him on numerous occasions before i had started the gang - but we never really got to know eachother. eyes narrowed into a slight scowl before i spoke - my smokey tail whipping at my flanks as bloodsuckers clung to my blackened bodice. "Fletcher - i'd like you to stay gaurdian to the lands - can you do that? I will be back in a day or two - someone is calling me. Send an eagle if there is any problems" I spoke with clear yet powerful words - judging by what Kiki had mentioned, it would take alot of persuading to get this 'Christian' to come with me. I simply couldn't risk loosing the battle as she could run and tell the others of our existance - which of this time was still unknown.

Character: Methodone
Status: complete.
Word Count: 361
Comments: its crap! still recovering from my nearly 2k post with Intrepid last night xD okay so if Fletcher stays in the lands for now - Vesp goes and collects Avalon and i'l have Meth go get Christian. Then, when we have the fillies - make a thread in the deep south and we will have everone come together again xD sound okay?

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